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graequeen · 4 years ago

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La Mia Ragazza Rockey Chapter 6

Chapter 6

'I think I've met the man I was meant to marry.' I said to myself in a daze. Nicoló was the definition of FUCKING GORGEOUS! He was well-dressed, in a nice black tux and a baby blue button up shirt. He had a nearly combed mohawk, and a perfectly groomed mustache. And he had the most beautiful honey brown eyes I had ever seen.

And his voice was so sexy, yet angelic. I've never known how sultry the Italian accent was! Ever since he arrived to get Matteo, he and Matteo have been talking nonstop. The three of us have been walking up and down the same side street for a few minutes, though I made sure to keep my distance from him. I smelt like warm vanilla and hot dumpster trash.

"I've already called Raffaele, and informed him about Laura. Thankfully she picked up my other siblings…" Nicoló continued, but I lost him. I began fantasizing really bad things about him that made me blush. I was suddenly brought back to reality when Nicoló and Matteo stopped abruptly.

"Ah, speak of the devil." Nicoló said as he pulled out his phone. Without hesitation, he pressed the green button and said, "Ciao Raffaele!"

I could see Matteo tense up the moment Raffaele's name was mentioned. Nicoló remained calm as Raffaele began screaming on the other line. I was glad that I didn't understand Italian, cause Raffaele was MAD. But Nicoló never wavered, and held his composure. After about three minutes of Raffaele screaming, Nicoló said,"Si." He handed the phone to Matteo.

"He wants to talk to you." Nicoló said. Matteo stood still; clearly he didn't want to talk to him. Matteo stood frozen in place for what felt like hours. I could tell Nicoló and Raffaele were getting inpatient.

I walked up to Matteo, and placed a steady hand on his shoulder. "I promise you that it'll be ok. Your brother may seem scary, but it sounds like he loves you, and worries a lot about you."

The color on Matteo's and Nicoló's faces drained to pale white. I didn't fully understand what I did or said, until Nicoló brought the phone back, and put it next to his ear. There was a brief moment of silence before Raffaele's voice boomed. I was so confused until Matteo explained, "He heard you."

As I looked at Matteo, I felt something come over me. It might have been the years I dealt with Danny, that over entitled piece of shit! It could've also been that I was simply trying to help Matteo out, and yet Raffaele gets angry at me? And I know this was none of my business, but I had a very long day, and I was not going to deal with this old ass man's attitude.

I calmly walked over to Nicoló and grabbed the phone. Before he could protest, I began talking to Raffaele, who was in the middle of screaming. "Excuse me Raffa, but I am going to stop you right there. I understand it's none of my business, but if you want to say something slick about me, say it to my face. Only a coward hides behind a phone. I don't understand why Matteo is so god damn afraid of you, but you sure as hell don't scare me. You have any issues with me, you can shove it and kiss my ass." With that, I walked back to Nicoló and held out the phone to him. Raffaele was silent, which probably meant he was fuming. Nicoló and Matteo were dumbfounded.

"I am sorry for grabbing the phone off your hand. I am normally a lot nicer, I just don't take shit from old ass, cranky men who need to be medicated!" I made sure to yell the last part loud enough so Raffaele could hear. "So I suggest you guys head back, before Raffa ends up with a brain aneurysm. Matteo, finish your homework, and make sure to handle that business that I told you about." I said with a wink. Before Raffaele could start his shit again, I ended the call.

I handed the phone back to Nicoló, turned around, and began walking away. Just as I hit the corner, Matteo ran up to me, and tugged my arm. I turned around as he began to thank me.

I couldn't help but smile. "Remember, you are a lot tougher than you think. Don't be afraid to stand up to those bullies, especially your brother." And with that, I continued walking. I never turned around to see Nicoló or Matteo leave, though I wish I could've seen Nicoló one more time.

It took me an hour to get back to Caden's and Tony's apartment. They were waiting for me on the couch, expecting to hear good news. When they saw my expression, however, they quietly got up and brought out a bottle of wine and a container of ice cream.

I spent the next few hours sitting in between the two of them trying to best describe Nicoló. Thankfully I cleaned myself, because by the time I got back, I smelled like rancid poop.

"Rockey, please tell me about his voice again! I've always wanted to fuck an Italian man!"Caden said in a drunken stir. Somehow, the conversation turned sexual.

"Caden, imagine them whispering dirty shit in your ear!" Tony exclaimed with excitement. He began to garble nonsense as he tried to hold his glass of wine.

"But besides that, we are proud of you for helping that kid out. I'm sorry it didn't work out with the job interviews. " Caden said.

I squeezed both of their knees, and let out a deep sigh. "At least something good came out of today. Oh, and telling off Raffa, that old ass fucking brother of his." I couldn't help but make an ugly face at the name.

All of a sudden, my phone began to ring. In a drunken slur, I picked up without checking the caller ID. "Hellllllloooooooooo!" I said. I didn't know how stupid I sounded at the moment.

"Is this how you spend your evenings? Getting drunk?" A male voice said. His accent sounded off, but I was too drunk to notice.

"No, I normally spend it counting my money and getting a rub down by my exotic boyfriend." I said as I chugged the rest of my wine. "But the bastard left, so I am stuck drinking."

"I cannot believe you managed to charm both of my brothers…" he said. My eyes grew wide open, and I sobered up really quick. Tony and Caden looked at me weird as I jumped from the couch.

"Raffa?" I asked in a worried tone.

"Don't call me Raffa! My name is Raffaele!" He said angrily. His voice was giving me a headache.

"Jesus, do you normally call people and yell?" I asked bitterly.

"Do you normally spend your evening drinking and alone?" He returned.

"Why you son of a b-" I began, but I was cut off as Nicoló grabbed the phone from Raffaele. There was a few minutes of quiet whispering. After a few seconds, Nicoló came on the phone.

"Forgive my older brother Bella, he lacks my wonderful charm." His voice again...just like hot butter.

"We were wondering if you could stop by our place tomorrow? Let's say, 7:30am?"

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vericervantez · 7 months ago

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"Thanks. You're an absolute angel." One of her perfectly manicured hands reach out to carefully take the offered phone, taking a second to make two calls. Her first call was to her babysitting, apologizing for being later than planned, and she was thankful when the babysitter offered to call a Lyft to her location to have her picked up. Her second call was to Raffa because he was always someone she called when she both needed help and had issues with her car. She comes back to the helpful blonde, holding the phone out to her. There's a brief pause before Veronica realizes who she is speaking to, lighting up a little bit more. "Oh! Oh, I'm so sorry for being absolutely blind!" Elizabeth had been someone she had occasionally had playdates with and so the fact that it took her a second to realize the other woman made her embarrassed. "I owe you one. Are you heading back in? Drinks on me, at least until my Lyft comes."

⏤ Elizabeth forgot something in her car, and clearly, she hates it when she does that. It would mean she'd need to seek her goddamn car, and she is terrible at differentiating them. ⏤ So, she put on a coat to cover her scantily clad and rushed a bit outside the club during her small break. And for her, between a client and another, depending on how she feels she needs a break for a drink to carry on her work. ⏤ She used her car key, to locate it and she picked up the item was looking for. The Aussie put it in the pocket of her coat, locking her car. A voice, out of nowhere, and she turned to the source. ❛ Uh… Sure. ❜ She picked up her phone, unblocked it, and passed it to Veronica. She picked up the mint flavor bubblegum she carried in her pocket, and began to chomp.

#threads: veronica & elizabeth

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jelibaen · 6 years ago

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R4-F3-Well 'Raffae' had been a little reluctant to step foot into the dojo. Feeling out of place, though his curiosity got the better of him. The tree stood out the most to him, walking towards it in awe of how such a thing could be growing underground. Reaching out to place a marked hand upon it before flinching as he heard a noise behind him. Turning instantly to see the original Raphael. "I-I-I'm sorry! I know I shouldn't be in here!-I was just looking I wasn't gonna do anything I promise!"

“Relax, relax! It’s fine, I’m not gonna drag you out of the dojo for touching the tree.” Raph raised his hands as he walked towards the clone, letting them fall back to his sides as he looked up to the plant that had probably been growing down here since before he was born. He glanced over to R4-F3 and offered a half-friendly shrug, leaning against the bark of the tree. “We just dont want you breaking any of Splinter’s stuff, that’s all. Unless you’re gonna chop down the tree, I’m pretty sure you’re fine.”

#saiofred

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brkwingss · 6 months ago

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Do you know what they do there, Ric?

Ricardo's brows furrow at the question, confused by it. The confusion did not last long before the answer was given, his heart sinking at the words coming out Tristan. He couldn't be right, could he? No. There had to have been some mistake, it wasn't true, it couldn't be true. It felt like the wind had just gotten knocked out of him and all he could do was watch Tristan as he moved to the kitchen.

This was the first blow. This piece of information alone began crumbling what he thought of Top Wash. This hurt more than anything Raffa could've said on that rooftop, because now he felt used by him. Was he setting him up to take the fall in case things went sideways there? Is that why he had kept in the dark for so long?

The Brotherhood started as a movement

His mind is hazy, trying to process the first piece of information just given to him, but he was following. He was listening more than ever, locked in to what Tristan was saying, taking it all in. A movement for the people, for the lost souls, for those who never fit into the 'norms' of society, so they too had a fair chance at a better future in this world. A movement to help others in need, to give to those who truly needed, to feed the hungry bellies of innocent children born into the injustice, to fight against oppression. A movement for justice.

It started as a movement and it became a family. Would you kill your own family?

Ricardo knew he could never physically hurt someone he considered family. Let alone murder. But it did beg the question, why ask? It was an answer he didn't have to wait long for. This guy, who was a Brotherhood member, put out a hit on another member. To kill him. and created The Cartel.

The second blow. And more walls crumbled from a life that now felt like it had been filled with nothing but strangers. His sadness was slowly being replaced by venom known as hatred.

He couldn't understand how someone could do that to a person they considered a brother. Yet, he had killed his brotherhood with Raffa tonight and it didn't make him any better than this other person.

He had forgotten all about the water in his hands, but he does take a sip of it the moment he remembers it was there. Everything was spinning. It was so much to take in all at once, but he was thankful that someone was finally telling him the truth. He was happy to feel included, to feel like the other trusted him, which only fueled him more. It solidified that his decision had been the right one, and he was pissed at Raffa, at The Cartel. Maybe they had been the ones who had killed his sister. Reckless killings, it sounded just like them.

The third, and final, blow. Killing me is probably the thing they want most in the world. At this he needs to set the cup down because he felt himself ready to crush it. What I want most in the world is to change it. See the difference? Oh, did he.

His anger simmers only a little when their hands meet, allowing Tristan to lead him to the couch. Ricardo takes a seat. His body suddenly turns into a heavy weight because he hadn't realized how exhausted he was until now. Still, he kept his attention one hundred percent focused on Tristan. His hands returned the small squeeze, his breathing became a little slower, but that fire still burned.

Tristan had a way with both fanning but controlling his flames all at the same time.

And then, it's his turn to speak...

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry any of that happened, and that you had relive it just now," his voice is gentle, but a bit shaky. "Thank you for not hiding the truth from me, for making me feel important enough to know it, and for being nothing but honest since day one with me. Thank you for helping me understand, for opening my eyes, for not keeping me in the dark. Thank you for looking at me and seeing me, for awaking a potential in me that I didn't even know I had." Ric didn't think he had a good heart, let alone beautiful, but it was nice to hear it.

Tired eyes momentarily close at the gentle touch, listening, enjoying the soothing feeling it gave him. "It feels like I've been locked in a cage this entire time, and I am just now melting the bars. I want to help bring the ashes that will birth the new generation of phoenix birds, to create the future we desperately crave. I want to make them pay for what they did, for what they want done to you."

Eyes open to meet the other's gaze, "I believe in you, in The Brotherhood. We'll continue to burn whatever gets in our way. Just tell me, what's next?"

The door closes, and it drowns out the chaos from outside. In here, it's just the two of them and the TV which Tristan is quick to switch off, killing its sound and light.

"Do you know what they do there, Ric?" Time to break the spell. "It's a money laundering scheme. They were incriminating you and they didn't even have the decency to tell you about it." It's what they do best.

In the kitchen, he finds a glass and fills it with water. "...The Brotherhood started as a movement," it's how he begins telling this particular story. He meets Ricardo's gaze across the room, makes sure he's with him, before he continues: "As a response to the way we were being treated by society, but especially the police. We couldn't get jobs, leases, start businesses, or live life without a senseless raid that would leave many of us dead. Wrong place, wrong time, wrong skin tone." Stepping closer, he offers Ricardo the glass. "It became a way to unify, to fight back — for space, for justice. For a way to make some money, not to get rich, but to afford healthcare, food, a decent place to live. Afford lawyers, for those who need it. And change things for the better."

Tristan walks past him only to pace the living room; it hurts to talk about all this, of course it does. "It started as a movement and it became a family." Beat. "Would you kill your own family?"

"Like I said, we're not here to get rich. They," — elaboration not needed — "had a different idea. This guy, who was a Brotherhood member, put out a hit on another member. Another brother. To kill him." It's important that he uses the real word here, with all its weight. "He was kicked out, obviously. Exiled. But he had this idea that what we do isn't enough actually, that he wanted money and power instead — for money and power's sake. So he sold this idea to a few other people, and when he left, he took them and our entire business — the one we used to make money with, to feed people with — with him, and created the Cartel."

He takes a pause, this time for himself. Then, "The greedy ones followed him. The loyal ones stayed. I was ten. Even I knew that was inhumane. And that what they built is... cruel. It's only gotten more corrupt over the years."

A small smile then, for their victories: "It took a while to rebuild, but we did. It took a while to get back at them, but we did. And we're thriving more than ever."

"I don't want anyone to do things just because they're told to do them. I want you to understand why you're being asked to do them." Hence, the very sour trip down memory lane. Tristan's voice is smooth as it has always been; melodic even when navigating harsh truths. And here's the worst one of all: "Killing me is probably the thing they want most in the world. What I want most in the world is to change it. See the difference?"

But he's spoken enough about the Cartel tonight. In here, of all places too. His home, his sacred spot. A sacred spot which is reserved for few people — one of them Ricardo.

How can you trust me?

I can be good, Tristan... I can...

"...I'm a very good judge of character," he says, stepping closer to where Ricardo is. Trsitan takes his hands — both, as they always do — and encourages him to take a seat on the couch. Settle, relax, hear him out. "And this is my life. I didn't go to college, I never even worked anywhere. Not even a laundromat. This is what I do, this is what I'm good at. And I can tell, just by looking at you, that this is what you're good at too."

Instead of joining him on the couch, Tristan sinks to the ground, finding his eye that way. "You have the most beautiful heart — and it's so big, too. You're tired of this unfair world we live in, you want to make it kinder, and brighter, and fair. You want the elite to pay for what they've done, and all they've taken and hoarded from us. You want to relax, for once, and not worry about tomorrow. You don't want anyone to ever worry about tomorrow." Tristan squeezes his hand, and inches their faces closer, noses almost touching. "You want to set fire to everything and everyone if that's what it takes. You want to build a better world with me even if it's out of ashes." Gently, his fingers brush underneath Ricardo's jaw. "And you want to feel alive."

"...You are wonderful, Ricardo." More than good. "And I trust you." That, I can promise."You're one of us."

#threads: ricardo & tristan #murder mention tw #violence mention tw #(( i put it under a read more because it got stupid long. i am sorry. please dont match length lmao <3 ))

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elizabeaufort · 6 months ago

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⏤ Ever since the incident a couple of days ago, Elizabeth opposite of Ric, carried on with her daily activities as if anything happened. Truthfully, what happened didn't shock her much, as a matter of fact, she slept like a kitten. What genuinely made her despair was the possibility of losing her toddlers. And not being able to be around them. It seems like the second time, destiny has some plans for Liz, as much as life isn't treating her so nicely as much of late. ⏤ And she has a nasty habit of bottling up sentiments until she cannot handle them anymore. ⏤ ❛ I'm sorry. ❜ It was the only word that escaped from her mouth, her voice almost inaudible. It's a shame, Raffa isn't like the dumb men she could easily manipulate or play along from the club. The Aussie in a way is used to be treated poorly, and maybe part of her thinks that what she deserves.

Liz didn't find herself pretty, as much as someone told her otherwise it did not sink in her brain. She does believe she has a 'bland face', all her life she always your 'you're pretty but if you…', yeah. Always something missing. More 'height', more 'weight', more 'boobs', Never good enough. ⏤ She rubbed her eyes, took a deep breath, and counted to three mentally, swallowing her threatening tears, because the last thing she wanted was to cry in public or in front of someone she knew. She'd rather be naked than crying. ⏤ She turns her heels on him, once she is sure that no tears will fall. A forced smile crept on her rosy lips. ❛ You're right, maybe this is a bad idea. ❜ She starts. The Aussie didn't notice the eyes that Raffa mentioned. And now looking around… ⏤ ❛ I'm not ashamed of hanging out with you Raffa. ❜ She meant it. ❛ And I don't want any white knight to call the cops on you either. ❜ Be in an area where he might not feel comfortable with her in that current state when this is not what she wanted or expected for the night. Honestly, she doesn't know what to do now… Except. ❛ Maybe we should postpone the bowling to another day. Once I feel more like myself and I don't have it. ❜ She gestured to her face. Once she is fully healed maybe, he would be up for hanging with her.

Maybe on a different day. On a different week. They could have done something simple like this. Could have just been neighbors that drank beer and unwound from their week. But that wasn't in the card today. And from her expression and the way she bit out out the words 'so what' Raffa could tell that he had ruined Liz's plan for the day. He'd feel bad about it later, maybe. Right now he was more concerned. "Come on. Don't so what me."

Then the guy at the register had also been weird. Except Raffa figured the guy was just trying to hit on Liz. He gave her a look when she said her face was bland. Because that wasn't true at all. When he walked off he followed her. Shit. He shook his head, "Look, Liz. I'm sorry. But yeah any guy out in public with you right now is gonna get dirty looks at best. You might not have noticed them but I did. At worst some wannabe white knight is going to call the cops on me."

#raffaledesma #( — rafael ledesma. )#tw: depression mentions #tw: negative thoughts #tw: self loathing #tw: abuse implied

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rhymingtree · 11 months ago

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HAPPY FUCKING NEW YEAR

What better way to start off 2024 than with my favorite fictional darlings and villains. Am excited. We're gonna pretend I don't have a trip tomorrow. Or school on Wednesday. And unfinished assignments.

Darke, you've been one of the greatest parts of my year as well as your writing. I'm so glad I get to greet you a happy new year, and that I get to spend it talking to you.

Ok now time to suffer.

Oliver Walsh. He was in something of a box but that was putting it nicely.

A gift box. With a very violent demented lil present inside. Wrapped up with a pink bow and a fuck ton of security measures.

Fun.

Oh, but it's ginger... not so fun.

They gave him a cot? WHY? That's awfully nice of them.

Nearly the entire wound Perseus left reopened during the fight; you’d popped the stitches Raffa had done a few days prior and Oliver had somehow managed to tear it open further. The knife wound in your thigh was cleaner than he’d thought it would be; the bullet in your shoulder wasn’t. Neither were the breaks in your arm or the bruises on your ribs. Everything seemed to hurt. Even breathing was sometimes difficult but you were slowly making it through.

Damn... I know the answer to this question but I still gotta ask, how the fuck is she still alive?

Gurl the grim reaper is watching you from the corner as you speak just staring at you in awe

I didn't mention it last chapter but I'm curious to see if Tony's gonna get any POVs going deeper into how he's processing the whole situation

But also, Peter. This is unfairly traumatizing for the poor kid. He's fifteen and already his trust issues are so severe that if I think far out enough, SM:FFH and SM:NWH would probably never happen. He'd probably learn not to trust anyone. When he meets Mysterio, he'll probably just remember Ghost.

And then he'll remember Oliver. And then it'll be, is Quentin like Ghost or like Ollie, is either conclusion even good?

I remember we talked about SM: FFH in the BSU and how Ghost and Jack would fit into the whole thing but...

is it too much to ask to just let the kid breathe? get some therapy first? Hang out with his friends and get into college and love MJ in peace?

What if he wanted nothing to do with you once he learned who you really were?

After all the sleep he lost trying to get you back? After all the memories he scoured through for a sign or a clue? Yeah, I doubt it girlie

“You should have killed him.”

Oh Jack... super soldiers of the same mind you two... it's a bit depressing

“Why didn’t you?” he asked, turning back to the man and folding his arms behind his back, “Fear?” “Love. For who he used to be,”

And now I weep harder

“I want to spend the rest of my life with you. From this breath to my last. I love you through hell and heaven. Chaos and peace. I’ll always love you. No matter the time, or the place, or the circumstance, or the universe.”

Damn Darke gimme a break before my fucking lungs collapse

Or the universe, don't FUCKING

I am taking no man as my husband unless they propose to me exactly like that. Word for damn word.

Buckyyyy

my boy i'm so sorry darke is hurting you

He was running himself in circles when he really wanted to run toward her.

Ow.

I also wanna run. Into a wall. Or off a ravine. Or into the sea. Or...

I love the whiplash of Jack talking to Ghost and breaking me apart in a few lines of dialogue and then Sam talking to Bucky and the bittersweet comfort.

Wracking guilt in two different tones. I love it.

And they allowed Wraith to waltz through the Tower like he owned it.

Well... Walsh would have blown the whole tower to fucking smithereens if he ever found out anyone besides Wanda knew.

He threatened the poor girl without even having to open his mouth. She knew more than anyone he was a ticking time bomb.

No but I genuinely feel so bad for everyone they kept in the dark

The accords fiasco wasn't entirely a personal conflict (excluding the reveal of who killed Tony's parents), it was personal experiences influencing political and tactical beliefs.

This is different. These were direct lies by people they trusted. By letting Walsh play them like fiddles, Steve, Clint and Wanda was walking a thin line between life and death, and every little move anyone made could snap that line and get them all killed.

Everyone deserves some free fucking therapy

now that i think about it, I wonder why the US government didn't see all the shit Ghost pulled in Europe and not sent tac teams on her ass.

Don't they usually stick their nose into that kind of business? Wouldn't the US do that?

Underneath the masks that the man wore, he was still Ollie. He was still his friend.

But Turner, your friend was the mask. He never existed.

Dark eyes flicked up at him as Walsh caught sight of him through the window. Walsh stared at him for a moment, his eyes never changed as a smile split across his lips to show off cracked teeth. His stare was blank, his smile nearly demented.

He'd do great in a horror thriller movie

She was wearing the same clothes she had when he’d seen her last.

Oof... I can smell her from here. My girl needs a shower. Maybe three.

I guess it's reassuring that even after everything, Ghost still had a heart to mourn the friend she lost and see the remaining glimmer in the rust. Even if it was never really there.

“No, sir.” “Don’t call me ‘sir’,”

Hmmm but you liked it

I like it too

Boone keep doing it maybe he'll take his shirt off

“If I can figure out time travel this weekend,”

Which reminds me

How is Thanos' rampage for the Infinity Stones going?

“What am I going to be doing?” “Me.”

Boone Cavanaugh, the luckiest woman on earth

“What are you—” She cut him off with a searing kiss and a Cheshire smile before she turned on her heel, “Montana! Go!”

Yall are killing me

Tony Stark fucking cockblocked them from miles away how fucking dare he

Duke took a shower. Good. Great. GHOST IT'S YOUR TURN THERE'S STILL SOME HOT WATER LEFT

GET YOUR ASS IN THERE YOU STIIIINK

Damn, Duke and Boone get their dicking down tonight but Ghostie and Bucky are left to mope in the most complicated LDR situation ever... Darke you're cruel

Death notices.

Hmm. The chill that just ran down my spine at this...

“He caught me off guard,” Boone said, pursing her lips, “I was almost in the middle of someone.”

Putting salt in Ghost's very lonely possibly very horny wound there...

“I’m in,” Tony said, a smirk playing on his face as Sam lifted his head from his hands.

Don't be so smug. You're only in because she let you in. Congratulating yourself for walking into a door someone else opened for you is pathetic.

But then again he's a nepo baby multibillionaire. He does it all the time.

The Phantom of Paris. The Killer in Kyiv. The Specter in Sicily. The Devil of Dubai.

Oohh I like the ring to those ones lets make more

Muerte en Medellin. Multo ng Manila. Prague's Phantasm.

I don't know why I included my own city in there, it's not like I want her here. She'll make the traffic worse.

Oh god, they know she'd been engaged now

They know so much now

They've seen her whole fucking life

“Кем она была?” Who was she? “She is everything.”

Well, to Bucky, yeah. She is.

Oh my god are they actually

IS HE ACTUALLY

FIRST PROPER REUNION???? SINCE THE GALA???????

REALLYYYYY???????

“Nap. Food. Shower. Repeat,” he said, holding up a finger after each word as he leaned back against the desk lazily, “At least three times. Maybe more.”

See? Raffa and I are in agreement here.

Emphasis on the shower part.

“When they said you felt things…more… More,” he said, his teeth clenching together as he flexed his fingers, “I didn’t think it meant this.”

Is it because the body produces more testosterone in super soldiers? Or is it estrogen that goes up? I cant remember which hormone elevates emotions but it's one or the other i think

It's probably testosterone

Or it could be a completely new hormone that pops up in super soldiers because their pituitary glands are whack now.

Who knows? I don't fucking know. I wish I did though.

I'm so scared that this whole kill him-don't kill him is just Darke putting people on edge

She's about to pull some shit

Thanos is coming and Darke is pulling some shit

How dare she

I can't be worrying about this many things in an economy like this, c'mon now

But you still hadn’t been able to listen until Raffa threatened you.

The chanclas that man can throw strikes fear in the heart more effectively than even Oliver's mere existence

What if he whips out the belt. Or the broom. Or just the rampaging Spanish.

He learned a lot from his abuela and he isn't afraid to apply his skills on Ghost.

BUCKYYYYY

OH IT REALLY IS A HAPPY NEW YEAR

HURRY START THE EMOTIONAL TALK

AND THEN TAKE YOUR CLOTHES OFF

... never mind he's mad he's fucking mad GHOST RUN

or no wait dont you've been doing that all year

im sorry i let my horniness get ahead of me again

“Cavanaugh was right,” he said lowly, his eyes softening, “You need a shower.”

SEEEEE?????

girl. you stink. The stench is making everyone brutally honest about it.

Maybe she'll actually do it if you're in the shower with her

nudge nudge wink wink

... i need to air myself out on a different fic because this is getting out of hand

I forgot that when they do take their clothes off, Bucky is gonna see everything...

I was most definitely not in the right headspace to read this

He fought the urge to kiss everyone, to try to make it better despite everything they’d been through.

Oh stfu thats

thats too fucking sweet

You know how i'm like... ready for the angst adn gearing up for the crying I'm about to do and then Bucky says this:

“Woman,” Bucky said, exasperated, “Quit arguing with me.”

And it was the most dom thing I HAVE EVER IMAGINED

turns out I'll be weeping in more than one place tonight

ANYWAYS

“Is this…” you asked, glancing down at the soup he’d given you. He nodded, making sure the spoon didn’t slip from the bowl as you stared down at it, “It’s the only real recipe I know.” You frowned, looking up at him as your eyes began to sting, “I only made it for you once.” “Right after I found you,” he said with a tired smile.

Did you hear that Darke? Through the din of fireworks and firecrackers? Did you hear my heart crumble into pieces from miles away?

Now I want fucking soup.

And I want a Bucky to take care of me.

Oh my god.

wtf.

Perfect start to the year. I'm all haggard and sad and horny and so damn happy and I'm ready to fricking die.

I'm tapped out on caffeine. And on water. I'm dehydrated from all the tears I just let out.

Daaaarke

I'll be yelling at you later. I love you. Happy new year.

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“Destroy it,” the Doctor said without hesitation as the Soldier opened the door of an SUV for him.

“Yes, sir.”

“Ace?” the man hummed, glancing over his shoulder and caught the redhead’s attention, “All of it.”

Ace nodded, turning his back to the man and moving toward another car before he paused, “What about her?”

“She is gone,” the Doctor said, grabbing a new pair of glasses from inside the vehicle and sliding them up his nose, “For now. Come. We must move.”

The Soldier nodded, rounding the SUV and glancing down the hall before ducking inside the vehicle. It took off before he had time to close the door. The sound of the engine hummed through the dimly lit tunnel as it traveled.

The Soldier paused, glancing over his shoulder and at the darkening tunnel as the lights flickered.

“What is it?”

“Кем она была?” Who was she?

“She is everything.”

The Soldier nodded slowly, facing forward as the Doctor turned to look at him, “Я знал ее.”

I knew her.

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gabrielalozano · 5 months ago

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Gabriela continued to slowly pick through her food, most of her attention shifted to her companion now. She didn't know much about Raffa's relationship with his siblings, other than he was entirely devoted to them, and that was the important part anyways. But when he started talking about the Brotherhood, Gabriela's leg began to bounce slightly under the table, even as she tried to force it still. "Ricardo... sure. Tall, constantly following you and Ez around like a puppy." She frowned when she imagined his face alongside their rivals. Even if he hadn't known about their ties to the Cartel, she found it hard to believe that someone who had been so integrated at TopWash turned on a dime so quickly.

But the Brotherhood dealt in lies and secrets, the very reason why her father had pulled away in the first place, and all anyone ever remembered now was his so-called betrayal, and not the act that spurred it in the first place. "How'd they even get their claws into him in the first place without us noticing?" Not that it really mattered, but she could tell that it was eating Raffa up inside. "I'm sorry, Raf. I know y'all were close. Sucks that he didn't even come talk to you about it. You were just trying to keep himsafe and he basically threw it in your face." She tried not to let the anger and agitation bubble over into this unrelated event. "I just hate them." She scowls into her drink. "Same old on my end. Just kinda hate this month. Weather gets all gross and humid."

Raffa had been more aware of turf lines in the last few weeks. Not that he ever really forgot which places he could and shouldn't be in. That was just a fact of life and had been for a long time. It had been good to hear from Gab. Not unexpected the ripples were still moving through the Cartel. But after his conversation with Felix Raffa had put his head back down and gone back to work. But he wasn't over it. Didn't change the shit he still needed to get done. He ate in comfortable silence. At least the silence was comfortable for him. And the flautas were really good. He looked up at Gab at the question swallowing his mouthful of food. He took a drink of the soda before the second question came. He shook his head, "Nah. There's always something going on but no." He wiped his hands with a cheap napkin, crumpling between his hands. "They-" He didn't think he needed to elaborate on who they were. Didn't want to waste air saying The Brotherhood, also the name was a bad joke. "-You remember the kid, Ricardo from TopWash?- Anyway, he's with them now." He paused knowing that she would probably remember that the guy had basically lived at TopWash, "And the lies I know they probably told burn me." Part of it. Also the fact that he hadn't been able to tell the truth. Because loyalty to the Cartel and keeping their secrets went above everything else. He shrugged, "Sucks. But that's the way it is." Until it isn't. One day. He gave Gab a small hopefully reassuring look, thought it probably was just a little less of a scowl, "What's been keepin you so busy?"

#raffa ledesma.#raffa-ledesma

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neonwizardheehee · 2 years ago

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This is so so amazing!!! Such delight reading this <3<3 and bc my brain was rattling off while reading imma just put my 2 cents in here w/o any means of criticism oder smth <3<3

somehow I want Grian to be a Padawan and like in a little silly rivalry with jimmy maybe? he reminds me a lot of Ahsoka in terms of ways to respond to certain situations and also the "not caring but very deeply caring" attitude from her in the first seasons esp. His focus on results as opposed to light side LOVE IT so much!! that's such a good inner conflict and i can def see him there

Scar and his wonderous lucky/force ways I LOVE IT SO MUCH (also I'm getting into my head rn but what if him in last life life is him going on the dark side and he esp struggles with being left alone? esp after having so many friends and family with the jedi and then Boom none left and he goes into evil hiding mode but cannot contain his sadness that manifests in anger. it's like he can't help to meddle with the universe/story and be a part of it. only now he's just sad and thus using the dark side bc he's that broken inside. and then for double life he gets his redemption bc changing force sides is such a cool star wars trope and a very powerful one at that (thinking of Revan here)

Mumbooo ohh that is so so glorious! I also imagined him as an owner of a luxury ship (company/fleet?) and bc he seems to appear so put together and then somehow Grian and Scar find out he is/was just a mechanic XD their faces! XDD

Jimmy is just so accurate I love it a lot! mans is living by the quote of "trying to have talent, is better than having it and wasting it" and i love that for him

Scott OMG i didn't think of that but it is PERFECT - i am on the floor i love this arc and persona so much for him

Lizzie that is kinda a tough one for me but then i thought that she might come from Hapan (yes i know, they are not part of the Republic let me live) and it's awesome hahha. But i could see her also as part of a drug/smuggling ring leader? Kinda like Raffa from Clone Wars but actually in a position of power and experienced bc she can be oh so cunning and evil yet also has her soft and "good" side.

Joel. Def see him as a Corellian citizen and then pilot def checks out. also him just falling for lizzie while doing the dumbest yet bravest things and also all of that other stuff oh YES

Yo i was going to put team BEST as the Mandalorians+others crew with y'know Etho being just feared by all but i mean Mandos are Assassins so B)

never knew i Needed Bdubs as a Jedi Master but now i want nothing less and nothing else B) IT FITS SO WELL MY MIND IS BLOWN :DD

Cleo ohh that sounds so tragic and like her a lot! i can imagine her going to another force-sensitive group (like the Nightsisters on Dathomir or smth else) and also her coming back for Pearl and the others <3<3 poetic cinema right there!

love Impulse's and Pearl's story so much - esp bc Pearl's so much fits to her in Double life with Scott now <3<3 so genius!

Tango is also smth i didn't know i needed but boi do i wanna cry and hold him dearly and wish team BEST all the best (no pun intended) in the world !!!

hmm with Martyn I'm not sure I'd put him into the Jedi temple bc he's often without a home and has not that strong attachment to anyplace or anyone? I can imagine him coming from like a wealthy family/planet with his carefree attitude on main who's just here to have some fun until he meets Ren and becomes.... let's say more attached/infuriated/fascinated??(my English is leaving me i'm sorry!!) like he wants to just travel the galaxy and have fun but also doesn't say no if Ren drags him along for some "Mission with a cause that will make an impact on XX people" or for ren's own profit. does that maybe make him the son of a senator or some sort? bc he's also really good with words and his attitude in the means of that in the traffic series he often chills with the reds w/o being threatened or killed

No Knights of Ren? XPPPP sry I had to hahhaha (but also I want to think about it now even tho it's not Clone Wars time line and I basically no nothin about the sequels) but it'd put him into a position to fight against Grian and Scar on main while also being extremely devoting and full of emotions and not afraid of using them) But him wanting to protect his people like in 3rd life that reminds me a lot of rebellion leaders like Cham Syndulla and now imagine this on a galaxy wide scale (another wild thought rn but Martyn could also be like a news reporter who gets send to Ren's planet to inform about the rebellion there and then somehow gets roped up with them)

Love the BigB story with the foundling and then being raised there and joining the Mandos!

nothing to add to Skizz - we are missing him a lot rn

trafficlife star wars au

hello welcome to my mad ramblings on how each trafficlifer would work in the star wars universe. support with character analysis gratiously provided by @memryse <3333

This is based in the prequel/Clone Wars era specifically as this is where most of my knowledge surrounding the Order, Mandalore, and the Galactic Senate exists. However, no one will be assigned as a clone trooper because I have other ideas. Enjoy!

Grian: Your average Jedi Knight - more specifically a Jedi Consular. These Jedi use the force to provide strength in combat and wisdom in diplomacy, favouring words and non-violent usage of the Force. This fits Grian quite well as he isn’t as quick to violence, and very much uses diplomacy, trickery, and manipulation to achieve results. On the surface, Grian is your good peace defending Jedi and probably teaches a lot of the initiate classes, but wouldn’t take on a padawan unless assigned one. Under all that however, Grian seems to be somewhat cursed when it comes to the Force, thus faces a struggle with staying true to the light and falling prey to dark side influences every once in a while because it gets him results (similar to Ezra after taking teachings from the Sith holocron in Rebels). Whilst the Order view this as a bad thing, Grian is more in balance with the Force than some of the Masters on the Council due to both light and dark influences within him. Even so, he is paired with Scar a lot, with Scar’s uncanny good luck negating what some view as Grian’s personal curse.

Scar: Scar is 100% a Jedi Knight, specifically a Jedi Guardian. You’ve seen how much he loves this franchise and I just feel it fits him perfectly. Guardians are your classic Jedi that we’re used to seeing - defending peace with lightsabers and martial prowess. Scar is definitely overconfident and is quick to retaliate, traits that are more fitting of Guardians. Additionally, he finds himself in a lot of tight-spots on missions, but for some reason always manages to survive by the scruff of his neck. Many think his unnatural luck is a rare Force ability, but even the Masters cannot tell. You won’t find a Jedi Knight more befitting of the title than Scar. Additionally, him and Grian end up on a lot of missions together much to Grian’s annoyance (he secretly enjoys them).

Mumbo: The mechanic, the mans a redstone genius of course he’s a mechanic in this universe. A little insane perhaps, making his friends contantly question is he going to sell them out or kill them? Probably not but the threat still lingers. Despite this, he is very good friends with some of the Jedi like Grian and Scar who regularly come to him for infomation and repairs because he can get them done a whole lot quicker than the mechanics at the Order thats for sure. Mumbo has visted a whole lot of planets (whether that be with pirates or amateur star pilots and smugglers) and picks up a lot of gossip that he brings back to his shop on Coruscant.

Jimmy: Another Force wielder, Jimmy is a Padawan of the Order but his Master is no one within the trafficlifers. Even so, he finds ways to hang around the trafficlifers in the Order all the same. Steadfast and loyal, Jimmy is your picture perfect Padawan who enjoys a little bit of mischief every now and again. His connection to the Force is not particularly the strongest - he only barely passed the Initiate trials and has been a Padawan a lot longer than many who were in his original Initiate clan. However, this just means he works twice as hard under his Master, making up for what he lacks in natural ability with rigorous training and meditation.

Scott: Scott is an esteemed and essentric senator who holds a lot of sway within the Galactic Senate - something he occasionally uses to his advantage. He surrounds himself with allies which range from Jedi of the Order to pirates and assassins, which has earned him a lot of respect and is in someways unntouchable to the forces of evil. Him and Pearl went through the academy together on their home planet, and began to train to debate in the Senate together. Somewhere along the way, however, they had a disagreement of sorts, leaving Scott to rise to his position on his own. Pearl is now an a regular torment in his life, and pretty much the only major threat he’s faced so far due to how many people he has on side.

Lizzie: Also a senator in this au, Lizzie is both Scott’s greatest ally in the Senate and also his main opposition. When they agree they are a formidable force, but when they butt heads it results in arguments that are never resolved. Lizzie somehow has even more allies that Scott - Jedi, Mandalorians, and even the morally grey. This makes her a huge target and she is underestimated by those who do not know her, thinking she can fetch ransoms. On a particularly tricky kidnapping, a few Jedi were dispatched who went to Joel to help locate and rescue her. They discovered her half escaping and she very much took control of the mission almost immediately. Joel continues to visit her in secret in order not to damage her reputation in the Senate too badly.

Joel: Space pirate Joel? Space pirate Joel. A lot of the time he does his own thing, just a simple man trying to make his way in the universe but had a fateful run-in with the Jedi one day: specifically Grian and Scar. Due to his resourcefulness and less than savoury contacts, he is approached more often than he’d liked by the Jedi duo and their friends (he loves it really). It’s not all bad, however. They led to him meeting his now-wife Lizzie, and is valued as a close ally and friend despite how irritating he can be.

Etho: Working as an assassin, Etho is as good as they come in terms of talent and skill. Some say it’s dumb luck how he’s able to get away with half the incredibly dangerous missions he carries out but for any Jedi witnessing his exploits it is very clear he has a little bit of force sensitivity. However, he himself is completely unaware and doesn’t really give it too much thought. Somewhere along the way he ended up teaming up with Tango - a bounty hunter - and also having regular run ins with Jedi Bdubs and Skizz. He’s not too sure why they stick around, but the four of them have become slightly infamous in the Outer Rim territories with eradicating serious crime. One could say they’re the BEST team for it…

Bdubs: What is Bdubs if not a Jedi Master??? Like Grian, he is more in tune to Force abilities rather than martial prowess, sending him down the path of Consular. So strong is his connection in fact, he is plagued by visions in the dark of what has passed and what is to come so he retires to his quarters in the Temple before it becomes night. Taken in at a young age, Bdubs was in the same initiate clan as Cleo and they passed their trials together. they remained fast friends as they excelled through the Order, but when the time came for Bdubs to be granted the rank of Master Cleo abandoned the Jedi entirely. They have not seen each other since, with Bdubs becoming extremely wary of running into her again but determined to help her if he does. In his spare time off missions, Bdubs takes to giving disguised training to his close friend Etho as well as bringing Tango back into the light with Skizz.

Cleo: Cleo was found and raised in the Jedi Temple from almost birth, and for most of her existence was the only life she ever knew. She grew close and furiously loyal to her clanmate Bdubs, but despite his good influence she regularly broke the rules. As she grew older and into a Jedi Knight this turned into straight up violating the Code itself and she was left with an ultimatum by the Council: leave of her own accord to put a stop to the chaos, or be publicly expelled. She chose the first option, leaving Coruscant almost immediatly and not returning for years. Now she works as hired help and most of her days involve removing Pearl from Scott’s premises.

Impulse: Back to the world of crime, Impulse works as a smuggler and a semi-successful pilot. Very much a can you trust him can you not type of guy, he runs supplies and smuggles weapons to both the Republic and the Seperatists, without the other side suspecting (most of the time). Because of this he picks up a lot of infomation from either side and sells it to make a bit of extra profit. Some Jedi find him valuable, especialy because they suspect his ties to the Seperatists, and come to him for intel occasionally. However, he is not above betraying either side for profit. Definitely a you can totally trust him but definitely cannot type of guy.

Pearl: A former senator turned bounty hunter, Pearl grew up through the training academy with Scott on her home planet. The two were an extremely formidable team, almost having some sort of telepathy between them as they excelled in tests and then the Senate itself. Unfortunately, it wasn’t meant to last. The two finally came to a major disagreement, with Pearl taking matters into her own hands and approaching more dangerous sources for infomation to help their case in the Senate. She did not consider the danger it could have put the two of them in, but in her eyes that would have been a risk they would’ve taken. From there Scott tarnished her repuation, labelling her as crazy and so she turned to bounty hunting. Still wanting to help those in need, Pearl works as a Robin Hood style hunter - stealing money and infomation from the rich to help the poor. She also makes the time in her day to go and torment Scott whenever she finds herself on Coruscant, for old times sake.

Tango: Previously apprenticed to a sith lord, Tango now works as a bounty hunter alongside Etho after falling back into the Light. He rarely uses his Force abilities now, shutting himself off from them as he is tormented by the guilt of his actions whilst under the influence of the Dark side, despite his old master being long gone. His new life with Etho is honest and most of his days are much happier, filled with harmless pranks and jokes. Occasionally he is viisted by the Jedi Bdubs and Skizz who he has become fast friends with. The two keep offering him lessons and advice, to train him again in the Light, but he refuses to take them up on their offer. Although, they are beginning to wear him down…

Martyn: Martyn was a Padawan raised from an extemely young age in the Order. It was recognised early on that he had a very natural and influencial gift with the Force and is prone to visions that both aid and torment him. However, early on in his Padawan training, Martyn began to realise the flaws and hypocrisies of the Order and how it conducted itself. He also lacked discipline and overall was not suited to the Jedi constraints. The final straw was his master’s fall to the Dark side of the Force, leading him to abandoning the Order all together after they did nothing to help. He ran all the way to Mandalore, and works as Ren’s right-hand man (and also giving him some darksaber training here and there).

Ren: The exalted ruler of Mandalore. Growing up in one of the very much more warrior clans on Mandalore and it’s surrounding moons, Ren challenged the previous ruler for the Darksaber and the right to rule as soon as he was old enough. Ever since, he has brought relative prosperity to his people but unafraid to call to arms if needed. Ren has become even more formidable in recent years after the addition of a former Padawan to his guard and council, wielding the Draksaber with much more expertise than anyone assumed before.

BigB: Another Mandalorian, BigB was brought into their ways after he was found abandoned in a skirmish the Mandalorians were a part of. Taken in as a foundling, he was taught the ways of the Mandalorians by allies to Ren’s clan and he eventually grew up to join Ren’s immediate guard once he assumed control of the planet. A few years into this he had a run-in with the former Jedi Cleo and formed a shakey alliance with her. She convinced him to try and steal the Darksaber from Ren (unaware that it had to be won by combat) but in the end he switched back, completely betraying Cleo.

Skizz: A Jedi Knight. The Jedi Knight if you will. A perfect example of what the Jedi Order is all about, Skizz excelled at combining his martial prowess with the ways of the Force. In his time in the Order, he remains close with Bdubs and is very loyal to the Order and its cause. However, he has also recently been led away by Bdubs to hang around bounty hunters. He took fastly to them, considering Etho, Tango, and Bdubs to be his closests friends and allies, and more than willing to lay down his life for them.

#traffic life star wars au #traffic smp #sry if this was too much or not okay of me???#i just had so many thoughts and your idea is amazing and i am procrastnating rn and this was so fun #also traffic smp and star wars my BELOVEDS AHHHH #i have so many ideas in my head and ahhh life is good again #yeah i know i mixed some eras here i just wanted to have fun ig?#sw

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raffa-ledesma · 5 months ago

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Raffa had asked because he did care about the answer. But now he had to be cautious. She lived too close to him. Was too connected to his own family. And having her still be best friends with Ricardo. It was just easier to ice her out of his life. He frowned at all the accidents involving both twins so close together. But told himself not to be paranoid. "I'm sorry. I'm glad they are both doing better."

The conversation was silted and awkward. When Liz asked about his son he shook his head, "He's fine." No details, no nothing. He knew that she was still close to Vero, something that stressed him out. He'd worked hard to put a buffer between Vero and his son and the rest of this bullshit. But if felt like no matter where he turned these days things were just too close. Raffa looked at the dark panel, showing that there was no power. He drew in a deep breath and kicked the elevator door out of frustration. Cursing in Spanish. Before he went to the other side of the small metal box they were in and sat down, letting them both drown in the silence.

⎯ Elizabeth was counting the seconds to be at home and see her toddlers, but being stuck there meant her plans were postponed. She observed Raffa hit the emergency button. And well… After a moment or two in self-debating on what to do, she sat on the corner of the lift, on the ground embracing her own legs. ⏤ ❛ My twins are kind of ok. Beau broke his bones two weeks ago and went through surgery. It's a difficulty task to keep him entertained at home and unable to do physical activities. Not that he practices any sports yet, but you know kids. ❜ She shrugged her shoulders nonchalantly.

❛ And Lilou… Well, she had a concussion. And spent a night at the hospital, but she is in home now. To sum up, they're kind of ok. ❜ She put the shopping bags by her side, on the floor. ❛ How's Angel? ❜ Vero and her had hanging out a lot, recently. Liz was struggling with depression as well, after everything and the stress she went through. The Aussie had to ask for a week of break, and it is something she never asked. It was necessary, especially for her mental health. ⏤ She can't help but feel a terrible mother for failing with her twins, although the accidents happened to both of them in the daycare. Liz leans her head on the metal of the lift, looking at the ceiling of the cubicle they were.

#Elizabeth: 003 #Elizabeth::chat

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darke15 · 2 years ago

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Hello Rhmieeeeeee @rhymingtree

OOOH I FINALLY GET TO SIT DOWN AND READ THIS

yay!!!

I made myself a cup of good ol' caffeine. 🙂 Because I love making bad decisions while reading something fun.

huzzah!!!!!

I love that the opening scene is just Boone looking at Belov. Gives me more time to ogle him because he's bootiful.

True tho

I love Raf. I love his energy.

saaammmeee

He's like the biggest most supportive Jack/Duke shipper, at the same time he's their biggest cockblock. I love him.

😂😂😂😂😂

Oh their safehouse sounds so cozy... hopefully it doesn't get blown up or decorated with gunshots anytime soon... *violently knocks on wood three times*

🙂🙂🙂

Oh goodness, the mess Boone has created for the others, messing up their missions for her own.

She really doesn’t quite see the damage she’s causing unfortunately

She returned the smile as a blush spread over her cheeks and beautiful green eyes continued to study him.

A wild Boone has been spotted!

Yesssss!!!

I love Klaue's cuttlefish rambles.

Same tho

I'd say Novak was more Angler fish than cuttlefish, though.

true

“I didn’t say ‘no’.”

And here I thought Klaue had some of his wits about him…

Pfffftttt no absolutely not

FIVE PLATES?!? FOR HIMSELF?

He’s a hungry boi

Raffa proving himself to be the best member of all of Alpha 2 with:

“The fuck did you do to the Russian, woman? Answer me!”

I don't know why I find it so funny, but I've been laughing at it for five minutes now.

😂😂😂 i love him so much

well, they're fights would end very differently from the ones with Boone

Yes…yes they would 😏

“And then, after you’re done fighting…you can…” He trailed off, wiggling his brows suggestively with a wink, “Make up. Si sabes a lo que me refiero.” If you know what I mean.

heheheh great minds think alike

You and raffa are the same person istg

actually really funny to think how much this backfired on him when they did get together and eye-fucked and flirted with each other literally everytime, everywhere with no regard for anyone else's comfort level, much less Raffa's

He regrets it so much 😂

“Or you can just stay angry.” Raffa shrugged, “That’s personally my favorite kind of—”

i am in tears, but for once it's not because someone is dying or suffering or fighting

😂😂😂

my stomach hurts so much

Oops sorry 😬

“Hey.” Raffa pouted quietly, his words coming out in a soft, disappointed whisper. She rolled her eyes, “Not you, Mendez.”

This is the best episode of them all, purely for this moment.

Lol yay 🤣

I love Boone bringing up the Havana Beach incident. It's great.

She will never let that one go

But if he doesn't stop soon, I'm gonna have to call an ambulance because I'm running out of breath with laughter

Nahhhhh your abs will just be sore the next day, you’ll be fine

hehehe boone getting jumped and hauled off by duke is such a funny mental image

It really is

If Raf was acting like a toddler, I wonder how Jack would describe Boone in the state that she is…

A psycopath

OH MY GOD SHE'S A SERIAL KILLER

lol

Bet Weston never thought this would happen when he recruited her...

or maybe he did…

He def knew it was something that could happen if he didn’t keep her under his thumb. It’s why she wasn’t supposed to go back to the field after she killed konstantin.

I wonder if there's any bit of fear or worry that Boone's string of political assassinations would lead to Turner somehow and get him in trouble, considering he's new to politics and I'd bet a lot of people are waiting for something to pin on him

Nahhhh Boone is scary good at what she does. The intelligence world thinks she’s dead or in siberian prison so she’s def not the first suspect they think of but she also makes sure she deletes everything on her before she takes off into the night.

“We drew on the walls with permanamanent marker,”

Well, vandalism's a great start to a criminal record, I have to say.

They def are following in both their auntie’s footsteps.

“I!” Belov snapped, clenching his hands into fists as he gave each of them a death glare, “Have been fucking bamboozled!”

And once again, I am laughing my ass off

Yay 😌

I can just imagine him saying bamboozled in his accent... it's wonderful

Lol I keep trying to say it outloud and it doesn’t come out very well 😂

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“Dubai is behind us, my friend.” He smiled, taking his drink from the bartender and looking into the scarlet liquid before taking a sip, “Mm.”

“What?”

“Delicious,” Davies said, “And, I believe I’ve had a rather good idea.”

Klaue spat a laugh, the sound echoing through the bar as he shook his head.

“The last time you had a good idea, I got this,” he seethed, pulling down the collar of his shirt to show off the scarred brand that had been stamped there years earlier.

Davies scoffed, sipping his drink again, “And we made off with a quarter-ton of Vibranium. That’s two billion dollars, Ulysses. And which one of us decided to hoard it?”

“We both know my men can keep it safer than yours.”

“I wouldn’t call your scrounging lackeys ‘men’,” he chuckled, leaning back in his chair as Klaue looked him over with a roll of his eye.

“Besides the point, Davies,” he drawled with a sniff before reaching up to tap his temple, “What you got cookin’ up there?”

“The Good Doctor.”

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Hello Anna! @itsarussian

"Natasha chuckled [..] “You ready?”"

no, i was not ready for this: got me crying like a baby

Oof sorry

sigh, to think i liked this guy so much.. he would've deserved to bang his head while crawling out from under the table, stronzo

😬😬😬

" Somehow (F/N) always managed to get him car sick. " thinking ghost drifting with ollie sick by her side lol

*cue tokyo drift music*

Colombia here we comeee

yahhhhssssssssss

seeing Yelena with them is so weird though, cant wait for her to kick names take ass with alpha 2

It’s gonna be great 😈

" You winced lightly. Danny’s voice rumbled in your ear as though he was standing beside you. "

i should have seen the fireplacescene coming with this one.. i knew it was getting worse but oof.. seeing the progression unravel this bad so quickly at the endgave me chills

I sorry 😬

AND THE REGRET REMORSE RESPONSIBILTY AND GHOST FEELING THIS GUILTY

I really do feel so bad for her. She’s been through so much in such a short amount of time

this chapter freaking struck me to the core, i feel attacked

Ahhhhhhhh I’M SORRY

i love my buckynat crumbs so much

😂😂😂

i dont know if i'd want duke as my pilot but im sure i wanna hear that flight speech from him on my next flight ahah

Same tho

in retrospect, raffa knew and was right about it and should have stopped her in some way.. drugs? a baseball bat to the head? sedative for elephants??

All of the above?

" “Unless you run off on me again.” ��Don’t tempt me.” "

im scared to know if she's gonna pull a Hudini

She’s thinkin’ real hard about it

punches to the gut right and left here MY GOD AND bucky getting to New Eden and seeing how bad things got there after he lefttt and searching through the mess and her things THE PURFUME?!?! this was def a low blow how dare you, really

III’MMM SORRYYYYYY

and oh god, Pete.. im so sad and scary but also excited to see him angry at Ghostie lol

It’s gonna be so much funnnnnnnnnnn

going from “Somethin’ ‘bout her husband breaking his leg.” to " “No,” you whispered to yourself, trying to shake away his voice as it whispered in your ear, “You’re gone and you’re not coming back.” " honestly speechless

In the span of like five minutes, everything kinda caves in on itself ☹️

" “No.” Your voice cracked as you shook your head, “I could’ve stopped it. We could’ve figured it out together.” "

HOW DARE YOUUUU

😬😬😬

your angst has no comparison, im addicted to angst darkestyle its so good *chef kiss*

Ahhhhhh shucks 😘

at least now we'll have some kind of fluff with DoctorBoone and all aftermath getting to colombia and doing house work ajsdghkjh

These next couple chapters will hopefully be mostly fluff…hopefully…we all know how i am gotsta have may angst

WHAT DO YOU MEAN NEW EDEN IS EMPTY AND WHERE IS AMMA

Oof 😬😈😬

“Something’s wrong,” SOMETHING?! one thing after another, everything is going wrong.... what didwraith/ghost/ollie do now though

😬 it’s like kicking over a line of dominos

WHAT ON EARTH IS GOING ON in the House of Commons

😂😂😂

this was so heavy and painful, i loved it so much, so beautifully written i'm in awe every time

Thank you 🖤

i wanna have a physical copy of aftermath on day so i can cry all over it :)

Same tho 🥰

CHAPTER 77 // PARADIGM SHIFT

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Natasha chuckled, glancing over her shoulder as Sam slumped into the hall with a yawn before turning back to him, “You ready?”

“No,” he muttered, shoving hair from his face as he tugged his jacket tighter around him, “Barton’s coming?”

She nodded toward the platform outside the Tower, “He’s prepping the jet. Stark said he’d come too, but he’s trying to find her. You sure you don’t want any more backup?”

Bucky opened his mouth but paused as Steve rounded the corner with a frown, “Backup?”

“I think we’ll be fine,” Bucky said, brushing past him with a pat on the shoulder, “The house isn’t that big.”

Steve’s frown deepened, “What house?”

He jogged to keep up with him and Natasha, glancing over the two of them worriedly before checking over his shoulder to study Sam.

“We’re going back to New Eden,” Bucky said before Sam could say anything.

Steve raised a brow, “(F/N) wouldn’t have gone back there.”

“No.” He shook his head, “But she may have left something behind. And I have questions only two people can answer.”

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What's the best way to spend a Sunday?

Crying over fictional characters LET'S GOOOO

THEY DID THE DO

Boone's been getting it left and right since day one...

Oh, they were loud loud. Damn... wonder if anyone in the compound her and her New York while they were at it...

You know what maybe that's a question I'd rather never be answered.

Johnson expected to win…

Thank God we know that he does, too.

Damn, Delphine sounds like she's down bad... so Bardot's really good in bed, huh?

I don't blame her, if I were her I'd be asking Boone to marry me on the spot

EW MANETTE GET YOUR NOSE OUT OF YOUR DAUGHTER'S BUSINESS

Shit I forgot this was the mob.

Oof, so that pill wasn't just any party drug...

NO NOT THE GHOST VISIONS

Was this what you were talking about when you said the opening was sad?

Those flashbacks got me thinking, when Duke was 'spying' on Ghost and Bucky in New Eden, and she was super protective of Bucky to the point of physically attacking Duke, did that remind him of when she was in the hospital after being found in the desert?

Did she have the same look on her face?

Why do I put myself in harm's way like this

ooh, breakfast...

The dynamic between Christopher and Zac is precious...

“Too many people. Bad music. Americans have terrible taste.”

I'm sorry to say I agree.

Ah, so Christopher already knows how to solve it... damn. Must be a bit tempting to drop a hint for Zac.

BELOV TO THE RESCUE AISOHEFOF

ARI YES TELL JESSE TELL HER WHAT YOU FOUND

TELL HER ABOUT ‼THE WHITE MAN IN A WHITE VAN‼

The bilingual panic of suddenly losing control of your words and switching to your mother tongue to rapidly start fumbling so that even the people who speak the same language has no idea what you're saying...

Same, Ari. Same.

Frazier. His name is Frazier. I hate that I remember

Jesse didn't see that coming?

NO ONE SAW THIS COMING?

TURNER IS RUNNING AGAINST THE MOB'S PUPPET, PUTTING HIM (AND HIS FRICKING FAMILY) IN DANGER AND NO ONE SAW THIS COMING?

👁👄👁 ok

POWERHOUSE- OH SHIT RAFFA

It's all coming together...... *happy squirrel noises*

THEY FOUND BOONE OK OK

Time for the sad

little sister... Excuse me while I cry

My mind is evil... went straight to the final chapter of Red Room. Very comforting scenes...

Hearing Raf be called Doctor Mendez makes me unreasonably happy. It's like when Bucky was called Sergeant Barnes on TFATWS... it makes me smile

Jack and me have the same bewildered expression on our faces right now

I mean, I knew Raf was smart, he's a doctor after all... but seeing the doctor side of him... is amazing

PROPS TO YOUR WRITING DARKE THESE FUCKING CHARACTERS!!!!!

Raf was so amazing that Jack forgot he was in love with Duke

oh now he remembers, mkay.

Doped up Boone is funnier than it should be

STOP MAKING ME LAUGH AT THEIR SUFFERING DARKE

I don't know what to do, do I laugh at Jack's fixation on Duke's lip bite or do I laugh at doped up Boone

I choose to laugh at both

A short reprieve brought to us by ✨Duke's homegrown tomatoes✨

Now back to doped up Boone sadness

NO BOONE YOU'RE NOT AS SMART AS A BOX OF ROCKS YOU'RE A GENIUS DON'T SAY THAT ABOUT YOU PLEASE

I want to reach in through the fourth wall and hug her and give her my bowl of ice cream... because I am currently reading this crying into a bowl of ice cream

NEA AND NIA COME TO SAVE THE DAY make me even sadder

Boone throughout season two: needs a massive selfcare day

Christopher throughout season two: also needs a massive selfcare day

Duke behind the scenes: buying the two of them facemasks, scented candles, a shit ton of snacks and wondering if they need group counselling

Jack: quietly following Duke in the supermarket as he debates on getting aloe vera face masks when he can just make those himself from the ones in his garden (because he likes watching Duke gardening in the morning and knows everything he's growing)

Anyways

“Head hurts, gotta work,” she responded quickly, ducking into her office and slamming the door.

“I don’t think that’s how that works,” Zac murmured under his breath.

Dangit you made me laugh again

I've been thinking more and more about it, because Boone reminds me a lot of the people I met in class, how all of my friends are practically overachievers but are so quick to shoot themselves down at every opportunity. We're all open with each other, and it's safe to say we're all broken in our own ways.

Boone's a lot like them. They've all done so much, they're all so smart and so accomplished and they're aware that they're great, but they're also their worst critics.

And whenever they know they're too tired, their first instinct is to work and get shit done and distract themselves from pain even though they know they can't ignore it.

The most successful people are the broken ones

K anyways

Shit, she's going to go see Ghost, isn't she?

Shit...

— “Ah!” Boone sighed, lifting her drink toward (F/N), “To new friends then!” —

— “To friends!” —

I think you can hear the sound of my heart breaking from across the world.

I can feel Ari's anxiety in my bones right now...

Ew, social interaction and questionably sanitized surfaces. I feel you Ari...

RAF JOIJGOJIDSGGIEJ

“What?” He snapped, his lips curling skeptically as he looked at her, “Girl, what do you want me to do? I’m a doctor!”

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH Raf is a mood

oh, nice a flashback. Thanks for reminding me that we still don't know what Ari found that got him in that situation... so...

He seems to be really good at finding things he isn't meant to see...

Hopefully he doesn't get his head cut off by the mob or something

OH CONTEXT CLUES WE'RE GETTING CONTEXT CLUES

Did Ari find a bioweapon? Like the one in Paris

WAIT HE DID OH MY GOD HE FOUND A BIOWEAPON

AM I GOING SOMEWHERE WITH THIS OR AM I READING TOO MUCH INTO IT

Zac yes hi hello please calm me down

Oh shit I just remembered about how years from now, he's gonna learn how to use a gun

He doesn't seem like the betraying type but then again neither is Danny

OH MY GOD HE GOT IT

DID HE GET IT

I THINK HE GOT IT

DID BOONE JUST GIVE IT TO HIM OR- WHAT IS GOING ON

OH MY GOD

HOLY SHIT IT'S THE PLOT OF SHERLOCK S2EP1

I WATCHED THAT SHOW A DOZEN TIMES AND I DIDN'T GET IT!??!?!?!?!?!??!?!?!?!? I READ THOSE BOOKS AND I DIDN'T FUCKING GET IT

I AM SCREAMING

I am... ✨a disappointment✨

OH MY GOD HE DID IT

ZAC I AM SO PROUD OF YOU MSFLSGJILRGSJIG

Look at Boonie and Christopher watching him go like they're watching their baby take his first steps

He's the only one. Damn right he is!!!!

HE DID IT HE DID IT HE DID IT HE DID IT HE DID IT IKNGOIJSRGIPOGJRSIOI

THE FIRST MEMBER IS IN. HE WAS THE FIRST ONE.

I still can't believe I spent all that time watching Sherlock over and over again, only for it to fly past me so many times...

Oh shit

Time for more sad. My favorite part...

I just can't wait for when Ghost wakes up and it all comes back to her... I just... Can't. Fucking. Wait.

Oh another end creds scene.... oooh

I FUCKING KNEW THEY WERE GONNA GO AFTER THEIR FAMILY

HOW DID THEY NOT CONSIDER THIS HAPPENING

Aaaanywaaays

I had a really long day, with the schoolyear coming to a head and all my professors suddenly being in the mood to torture their students again, this chapter just made my whole entire day. I really thought I was gonna feel more sad about it, but no.

Zac did it. He got in. And I couldn't be happier.

I can't wait for the next episode, and I also can't wait for BS:A... the gala... the 🌶🌶🌶

It's all so fricking exciting and I can't wait for your writing to break the last few pieces of my heart even more....

THE SOLDIER & THE SPY

SEASON 2 : EPISODE 6 — THE APPRENTICE

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“Eyes on Glitch,” he said, glancing over his shoulder and putting his pistol back in its holster. Belov knelt down, his eyes flicking quickly over Boone.

She was wearing the same dress she had been the night before but her hair was a mess and her makeup was smudged. She was rocking slightly, staring into the distance as goosebumps pricked at her skin.

“Беда?” He asked, slowly reaching out to her, “What happened?”

Boone didn’t answer, continuing to look blankly ahead of her. Belov placed a gentle hand on her knee, wincing back as she jumped away from him with a yelp. He pulled away from her, a frown stretching across his face as he moved so she was looking at him.

“Беда, it's me. What's going on?” He asked softly, his brows furrowing as she stared through him, “Посмотри на меня, сестричка—” Look at me, little sister.

He paused, the words pouring from his mouth before he could stop them.

Little sister.

— “Прости, Кристофер. Ты не должен был возвращаться.” I'm sorry, Christopher. You shouldn't have come back. —

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