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Rumor Has It (6)

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Series Masterlist

Carol Danvers Masterlist

WARNING: shooting, death scene, blood, im sorry about that

A/N: I still don’t have the heart to end Phoenix and the Stars, it’s like ending the pretend series and I do not have the heart to do that right now. 

The rest of the next day was spent planning the mission out, the plan was pretty simple. Both of you go in, sweet talk your way into the arms dealer, you make an excuse to go to the bathroom but go back into the club and force them to evacuate it while Carol blows the arms up, no one gets hurt and you bring the arms dealer in. You took a spare gun and a few magazines with a thigh holster. 

“So we’re clear on the plan?” Carol asked for the fiftieth time while she finished putting on her makeup, you’d finally managed to teach her after an hour of flustering and struggling.

“For the last time, yes.” You groaned, finishing your makeup and going to change while Carol changed in the room. 

You wore a lace black halter top, a black leather skirt which was roomy enough for your thigh holster, black heels which had a few knives. None of which would be detected by any arms/weapon detectors. 

Carol wore a black v neck long sleeved top with gold striped and black, boot cut leather pants and butch black leather boots with it. She didn’t need any weapons but put an extra knife in her boot in case you would need it. 

After getting ready, you put on a golden bracelet that would call backup incase you needed it, it was discreet and you felt a little more secure with it. Finally, you made your way out of the hotel and to the club. 

“How the hell did you get this?” Carol asked, admiring the limousine parked in the front waiting for you two, you grinned  in response. 

“Maria called before asking if we needed anything, so I told her we needed a fancy ride instead of a taxi.” You winked, walking ahead of Carol as the driver opened the door for you, you slid in as Carol followed you closely. 

“The driver?” Carol whispered as the chauffeur closed the door and walked around the car to get in the car.

“Verified.” You answered, smiling at the chauffeur when he came in and giving him the address, telling him not to wait outside instead come back if he was called again, he nodded and said it was about a 30 minute drive. 

Carol switched on the soundproof window that separates you from the driver after you were done, the window had the SHIELD logo on it but you frowned, not knowing why she needed the privacy. 

“Have you ever killed anyone?” She asked bluntly, your eyes widened and you leaned back slightly. 

“Well that’s a bit blunt.” You thought aloud, hand falling to your thigh holster on instinct. 

“I need to know,” Carol stated, also leaning back but hazel eyes still piercing your own. “This might end in a shootout, these dealers aren’t known to play nice. So, have you ever killed anyone?” Carol asked again.

“No, never seen the need to.” You stated, then explained a bit further when you saw Carol’s eyes narrow in confusion. “My partner usually did the killing, Fury and Maria usually spared me from the massacre missions. I’m more of a spy than a soldier, plus, never needed to kill for anyone.”

“Alright, can you?” Carol asked, pushing a bit further than she needed to. 

“I’m a SHIELD operative, I know how to kill people or save their lives.” You answered coolly, Carol’s words sinking in slightly. You’d never needed to kill someone, you weren’t sure if you had it in you to kill someone. 

You settled into a comfortable silence, you were still tense, you’d never taken another person’s life, only hurt them when you needed to. But taking away someone’s life was something you weren’t sure you could do, you thought about it on the entire way to the club. 

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The club was loud, way too loud to hear anyone who wasn’t shouting. There wer neon lights everywhere but the club itself was still dark, the bar had neon lights under the counter, it was the only place where you could actually see what you were doing. 

The entire place reeked of alcohol and sweat from the people dancing. Your target was easy to find once you got into the club, he was lounging on one of the white couches on the second floor, protected by guards and surrounded by other arms dealers. 

“So you know we are serious.” Carol stated after sitting down, crossing one leg over another and resting both arms on the armrest, voice dominating the atmosphere. 

“That I do.” The man answered, leaning forwards as his all black suit crumpled slightly. 

“How much are you willing to pay?” he asked, waitresses coming over to offer you and Carol drinks, she took a neat whiskey and you took fav/alcoholic/drink. 

“Whatever you want.” You answered, sipping the drink while your eyes flickered around the club. 

“We’re well funded.” Carol said, you almost facepalmed. You were supposed to be mob bosses, mob bosses aren’t funded for christ’s sake. 

“In the sense we have as much money you would need for the lists.” You covered up, the dealer raised an eyebrow and whispered something to one of the guards next to him, you shot Carol a quick glare but covered it up quickly. 

“Well, then I might as well show you what we have.” he said with a smile, beckoning you to follow him. 

Carol gave you a nod, you rolled your eyes at her and asked where the bathroom was, saying you’ll join them later. The dealer indicated where the bathroom was and where he would be waiting for you with Carol.

Carol followed the man to some deeper part of the club while you pretended to go to the bathroom, instead going to the bar and telling the bartender to evacuate, he ignored it. 

Until gunshots were heard, everyone started sprinting out of the club, not caring what they left behind. You groaned, helping anyone who was drunk out the door, gunshots continued but you heard blasts at the same time, you assumed it was Carol. By the time you’d finishing everyone who didn’t have a gun out the door, the blasts had stopped. 

After taking the gun out of your purse and tucking the magazines in your thigh holster, you made your way to the dealing, finding men in dark suits everywhere, probably knocked out by Carol. Against the far wall, Carol was slumped against the wall, hand cradling a dark wound that started to spread on her side. 

“Shit,” You muttered, starting to run over when a shot at your feet stopped you, your eyes snapped to where the shot had come from. It was the main dealer, he wiped dirt off his face and held his gun towards Carol.

“Shoot, and she dies.” He threatened, you started panicking, Carol looked at you, trying to hide the desperation in her eyes, your breathing quickened slightly, knowing you had to pull the trigger as Carol’s blood dripped onto the ground. 

She shot a quick blast to his gun, knocking it to the floor, you knew she didn’t have enough energy to take him down. You shot him when he bent down to pick the gun up, his body falling to the ground instantly as blood seeped out from his chest. 

His dead eyes looked at you as you ran over to Carol, trying to stop your heart racing and all the emotions in your mind when you saw a bullet wound in Carol’s side. It wasn’t the worst, it was small, easy to stop. You took the ties of one of the men nearest to you which Carol had knocked out and put it against the bleeding, the tie turning a dark blue instantly. 

“What the fuck happened?” You demanded, hands trembling as you continued putting pressure onto the wound, avoiding eye contact with anyone. 

“They got the jump on me when you left.” Carol groaned against the pain of the wound, hand coming to hold yours to press down on the wound. “I’m sorry.” She apologized, trying to make eye contact with you but you avoided it, your attention on the approaching footsteps. 

You were losing all of the composure you’d built up, the way you were acting now was out of pure panic and concern, not at all the way you were acting before. It was like the cool, aloof person melted and this was you, concerned for the woman you’d learned to care for, you needed her alive.

“We should call backup.” You gasped, tapping the pearl on your bracelet twice, it started a timer for 8 minutes, it was supposed to be 5. 

“Just hold on for me okay?” You whispered, quickly leaning forward to kiss her forehead, flustering Carol and stunning you at the action. You were more panicked when you got up, holding the gun with both trembling hands and pointing it at the door. 

The men that came in first saw your gun and put their guns up, ready to shoot, you shot them in the leg or in the shoulder, trying to avoid anything that would kill them. There were about 3 men in total, you had to pull out the gun from your thigh holster to shoot them. 

Carol sat there in shock, you said you’d never killed anyone, and here you were, killing because her life depended on it. The rumors about couldn’t be more wrong, you weren’t callous, all of the killing and hurting was dragging on you, she could see it in the way your hands didn’t stop trembling and the way you always flinched when pulling the trigger, and how you didn’t kill anyone, just stopped them from getting further. 

You finally stopped when they were on the ground, groaning. You stepped over them and took all their guns with shaky hands and without saying a word, staring at the bracelet the entire time. It said about 1 minute until backup was here. With a clenched jaw, you made your way over to Carol. 

“They aren’t dead, they won’t bleed out.” You stated, more for yourself than her. 

“Okay.” Carol said softly, letting you help her up. 

You took almost all her weight while walking over the men on your way out of the bar, the neon lights gave some lighting for you to see where the door was, by the time you made it there, Maria was standing with her hands on her hips, expecting some sort of explanation. 

“What-” She began, pausing when she saw Carol’s current state and sighed, knowing she was more important to you now than anything, she had seen how you acted when someone on your team got hurt, you always blamed yourself. 

“Get her on the jet.” Maria commanded the team behind her, you nodded meekly, refusing to let anyone else help you while you walked past Maria, carrying Carol. 

After getting on the jet, you didn’t say a word as the medics checked you for any injuries before helping Carol, you sat by her side, watching the medics patch her up, you knew taking out the bullet would hurt. You reached out to comfort Carol by resting your hand on her forearm, she took your hand instead, squeezing lightly and looking at you with a soft smile, trying to tell you everything was going to be okay .

Maybe it was, you thought as Carol gave Maria the disk with all of HYDRA’s allies before getting the bullet taken out of her while stroking your hand, maybe everything would be okay. 

| Part 7 |

A/N: Sorry this chapter was so angsty, but like the next part is gonna be the fluffiest thing I’ve written in awhile, still angsty tho, feedback is amazing, thanks!

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Review Four: Dominique Hoffmann

Review requested by Anon: 

https://lithium-screams.tumblr.com/post/168229386670/hi-my-salty-lady-im-interessed-to-see-you 

This character belongs to  Cupid-Traurigherz on DeviantArt

https://cupid-traurigherz.deviantart.com/art/AOT-SNK-Dominique-OC-691154567

Welcome back to your daily dose of salt! It is I, Spider! Basically, I have a new set up; I’ll take the best and the weakest qualities of a character and gloss over them and hopefully help the creator and of course entertain you! Also, spoiler, after reading this oc I’m happy to say the creator has a real knack for making likable and realistic characters. Surprisingly, in my opinion, this is one of the best AoT FCs I’ve read in awhile. Without further ado, introducing Dominique.

Name: Dominique Hoffmann.

Kanji: ドミニク・ホフマン.

Romanji: Dominiku Hofuman.

Other names: Dominique Fässler.

I’m not going to lie, I love the name Dominique. It’s truly a unique name, but not in an “edgy” way, it’s actually quite pretty. According to the wonderful google:

Which makes sense because of this part of her bio:

Ethnicity: Swiss (German part)/Italian.

Origin: Switzerland

She is mostly Swiss, so a Swedish surname would be more fitting but Hoffman also works due to her German origins.

Romantic orientation: Panromantic.

Sexual orientation: Heterosexual

I actually have never seen a romantic and sexual orientation pair like this. It’s actually pretty compelling in my opinion and you’ll see we get into the ship section of the review it works pretty well and allows for a lot of fun ships.

Likes:

Read;

Cook;

Draw and paint;

Botanik;

Sweets.

I could not find what Botanik means or what it is, but everything else is actually really cool! Most AoT FCs I’ve read about have liked things such as “fighting titans” or “edgy” things. But her likes are actually pretty unique and cool. (Bonus: ocs that cook are c u t e  a f) 

Dislikes:

Herself;

Stay awake for a long time.

I have to say, how she dislikes herself made me slightly depressed. But, I see self-hate within a lot of ocs, but the thing is, it’s very common especially in adolescents like Domonique. The age range when most kids feel self-conscious is from ages 12-16 (the time of puberty). So for her, it works very well.

Habits:

Bite her lips until it bleeds;

Observe Bertholdt's body.

I actually enjoy the habits, they're unique really! I’ve never seen the biting of the lips habits which makes it interesting and personal. I actually like the second one too, it’s pretty cute and kinda perverted (in a good way). You’ll later see how much I actually enjoy this ship, it actually works pretty well.

Dreams:

Find the love of her life;

Discover about her past.

Fears:

Have no reason to live.

All realistic dreams and fears! I really like the dreams, they are common but not common however in the AoT FC subcommunity. It’s refreshing to see a softer and less aggressive character. Same with the fears, another realistic but well used. I feel slightly biased because I share similar desires, but as we go forward it truly fits the character.

Personality:

She is the kind of person who has "no personality of her own". Every time she decides something she is targeting about what her biological mother would choose. Strange as it may seem, she knows every single detail about her biological mother. She tries her best to copy her mother to the point of seeming almost identical.

By what she demonstrates, she is a rather shy and rather sociable person. Dominique is usually very cute and affectionate with people and secretly shows a serious, cold and calculating personality. She is someone very calm, patient and very manipulative and when something hits her heart or her mind to the points to destroy her sanity, she cries a lot. Dominique also believes that everything has their reasons and the world has no plans for her. She usually sleeps a lot and hopes that she'll never wake up again. While lying on bed she practice self harm.

I do really like the psychology of her personality. I rarely see characters that find the need to act on another person's personality and I find it fascinating. One small inconsistency is that she is shy and sociable. Here is the definition of the two.  

As you can see, there’s a bit of a conflict between the two traits. I’d say leave in the one that most defines Dominique.

Height: 173 cm.

Weight: 52 kg.

As always, we will be looking at the BMI chart to see if her weight and height make sense.

She is actually on 17 for her height, which would make her slightly underweight. Personally putting soldiers into the “healthy” section is slightly more practical. Which is simple! Just add a few kilograms and it will move her into a new space. I would suggest 54 kgs or the 19th slot for her height. Minor, but an easy fix!

Mental: Loss of sanity easily when her feelings are hurt or when she feels threatened. Also has personality disorder and depression.

Memory: She has short-term memory loss.

I only have two questions that seem unlisted. First, out of curiosity, what personality disorder does she have? Second, how intense is her short-term memory loss. Is it only smaller memories, or everything and anything after a certain amount of time? These two are just me being curious, but it’s always a good idea to include specifics.

Battle Skills: 5/10.

Initiative: 3/10.

Intellect: 9/10.

Diligence: 11/10.

Motivation: 2/10.

Strategy: 3/10.

Teamwork: 8/10.

3D Maneuver-Gear: 7/10.

Speed: 7/10.

As we know, I’m quite picky with stats, but these are great! They are well balanced and not too high but not too low. Really well done!

Friends (Canon): Annie and Bertholdt.

Friends (OC's): Emma, Lukas, Evelyn, and Beatrice.

Her lack of friends makes sense considering her personality, and I applaud the consistency so far. I also enjoy seeing OCs with other OCs as their friends. I think it’s really cool to have other people involved with the story making and character development of another character. Overall the relationships are well done.

Bastory:

Until now little is known about the past life of Dominique. As far as is known, she was a street girl who didn't know her parents or her past. She use to forget things very easy and have flashback in dreams. In her 9 years she was adopted by a family of cookers in Trost, she used to work there and learn about one of her favorites hobbies, cooking. Her family couldn't give her what she needed and dreamed, knowledge. So they sent her to the trainee to give her the opportunity to learn. Dominique entered the Garrison to avoid fighting the titans and staying close to the family.

As made apparent by my prior review, I do have a rather weak attention span and in my opinion, this backstory is perfect! Short and sweet! I enjoy her backstory, and it was a pleasure to read. It’s nice and not too tragic or overdone. It’s definitely a unique type of character background, which one thing you will notice about me, is the best ocs are ocs that try something new.

That concludes my oc review of Dominique! Overall, I enjoyed learning about her and knowing me I’ll probably lowkey stalk the creator to see more art of this cutie. She’s a well done and well thought out character. Other than a few minor inconsistencies I think she is definitely reaching her potential.

Before I go, I would like to address that I will be striving to create less harsh reviews. I’ll be keeping (hopefully) my occasional comedic moments, but my main goal has always been to entertain and hopefully give helpful tips to the creator.

Thanks for the support!

-Spider