#it's thony standing there and watching him leave for me

[idealisticrealism]

TCL 3x10 thoughts

The main things: 

The ep starts immediately after last ep, then goes to the next morning and takes place over just one day. Nadia also says it’s been ‘an eventful few weeks’ since she made the deal to buy the house (which was in 3x01, so the entire season has taken place over around 3 weeks)

One of my favourite things about this series, and about Thony specifically, is that she’s not only an unintentional angel of death for the people around her, but also for criminal empires?? Literally this show is full of seasoned criminals who thrived for years in the darkest parts of the Vegas underworld, and then they encounter Thony, and boom! Down they go. Hayak. Cortes. Kamdar. (Even Arman, in a slightly different way). And now it looks like Sin Cara is next… honestly the Feds should be falling at her feet in gratitude haha 

Lol at Thony and Fi’s little bit of theatre for Jeremy as they set up their own little ‘sting’ for him. Thony actually nearly breaking and laughing at Fi’s ranting for a second was so cute, because while this is a serious situation, it is a bit bizarre to think that this is what their life has become. And this scene was so worth it just to get to watch two skilled actors having to pretend to be bad at acting… moments like this are always fun, like a kind of act-ception haha. Ngl it’s a good thing that Thony confronts Jeremy by the end of the episode though, bc I doubt it would have taken much longer for him to notice something was up, with all the dramatic conversations happening right in front of his bugs while and other conversations were hushed under the cover of super loud TV/music. Not to mention the suspiciously intentional-looking plumbing emergencies lol (seriously Thony?? A hammer??? lol).  To be fair though, Fi’s acting did improve a lot by the end, with their clever little ploy to make Jeremy think Thony was on her way to kill Nadia. That entire sequence was done well– even though anyone who has been watching the show for more than like a week would know that Thony would never kill Nadia (at least while literally any other option existed), it was still enjoyable to experience the ‘suspense’ that the creative team set up regarding Nadia’s fate. I just hope that she can make it through the finale… 

Honestly I love the deliberate continued theme in this show of Thony being caught between worlds, and the constant push and pull of ‘good vs evil’ and ‘power vs vulnerability’. It’s why, despite all her efforts, she can never quite escape the criminal world, and she can never quite escape the hold of the FBI either. And they’re often tied up together, too– to protect herself or someone she cares about from one, she reaches out to the other. In late s1, Arman helped protect her from the FBI by agreeing to be an informant, and in turn she was part of the plan to protect him from both the FBI and Hayak. In S2, she agrees to inform for the FBI again in order to protect Arman and keep him out of prison. And now, she’s making that same deal– and risking her own safety– but for Nadia this time. To me, though, I think that she’s reached a kind of ‘fool me once’ situation with the FBI, and though she says she’s going to help then take down Sin Cara, I think she is actually going to be following her own agenda, and using the ties she has to both the cartel and the FBI to manipulate them into taking each other out, and leaving her being the only one left standing. And god I hope that’s where things are headed bc I would be so here for it.

I really wish we’d been able to see a lot more of Thony and Nadia’s relationship this season, because it’s so compelling and complex and I’ve loved every moment they’ve shared so far. Nadia’s “oh no” at seeing Thony walking into the club was hilarious; they haven’t seen each other in the week or so since the wake, but Thony showing up at the club looking deathly serious is never a good sign. I loved that they were immediately like ‘ok bye Jorge the grownups need to talk’ tho lol– he may have formed connections with both of them, but he hasn’t gotten to this level of club membership yet. Thony’s first question to Nadia (“Did you cut a deal with the feds?”) felt like an interesting tie-in to the events of earlier eps, given that it was exactly what Nadia asked her at the wake– tbh these two must feel like they’re on a merry-go-round or something, and it’s all because they just haven’t been completely open with one another!!! But finally, here, they’re starting to be, even if it’s too goddamn late now (*adele voice* we could have had it aaaaaalll). But anyway ughhhh “All I wanted was to find Arman, like you. I wanted to protect him.” Honestly Nadia acknowledging/accepting Thony’s genuine love of Arman has been one of the parts of this season that I have appreciated the most. These two women are bonded by that love, which is why Thony telling Nadia she should have come to her is such a punch in the gut, because you can see her pain and regret, her utter dismay at the fact that her preoccupation with her own family (getting Fi and Chris back, preventing Luca from being taken away) led her to overlook what was going on with Nadia– aka with Arman’s family– and now she has let down the only other person Arman truly loved. And I think she went to La Habana fully intending to warn her, but then it became clear that Nadia wouldn’t listen to her even if she did try to pose the fake-death plan (“You always think you know everything. But you don’t”), and would’ve almost certainly tried to run instead, endangering both of them. So instead Thony tries once more to talk Ramona out of it (unsuccessfully, of course), and ugh when she says she wants to take care of Nadia herself “For Arman” and she squeezes her eyes shut as she says his name… the grief of losing him is still so goddamn fresh and now she’s terrified she’s going to fail him by not being able to save Nadia in time. But that’s the thing about Thony– she never gives up on the people she loves. And because of Arman, that group includes Nadia. 

Nadia’s reaction to Thony striding straight into her house (literally how does Thony even know where that is?) is so funny bc she doesn’t even get angry, it’s just like mild exasperation as she tries to convince Thony to leave. That is, until her brain catches up and suddenly she just stops and says “What’s happening?” because she knows Thony, knows that she wouldn’t actually barge in like this without a damn serious reason. When Thony tells her the danger she’s in, she believes her immediately (ugh her panic was hard to watch) and immediately begs for Thony to help– because while they may have a complex relationship, she knows that Thony is the only person she has left who actually cares what happens to her, and she also knows that Thony is clever and capable and holds a surprising amount of power, and often does manage to fix things even when a situation seems impossible. Which is exactly what Thony does next– and while I wish that Thony had explained to Nadia about what she was going to do, so Nadia didn’t have to have those brief moments of terror and betrayal before she lost consciousness, I get that it had to be written this way or it would have spoiled the twist. But oh man, even though I knew  Thony wouldn’t kill her and that she was going to be fine, the relief at seeing her wake up on that couch was still so damn real, phew. Eva did an amazing job with Nadia’s emotions on waking up, from utter confusion to a mix of relief, gratitude and anger. The scene between her and Thony in Jeremy’s lair felt like it was cut off midway through, which I guess means that they’re going to pick up exactly where they left off in the finale next week, like this was actually a 3-part finale rather than a 2 parter, and I can’t wait to see more of the Nadia/Thony dynamic next week.

And given my love for both Nadia and Thony, gotta say I do love how much Ramona herself has shown genuine admiration for both women, for their competence, intelligence, determination, fortitude, their coolness under pressure, and their desire for power. (Like in her conversation with Ramona, Thony would always deny that desire, but tbh people who want a simple family life do not become cardiac surgeons. Much like being a cartel leader, it’s a profession that provides money, prestige, authority, and a near-godlike ability over life and death– ergo, power). Anyway, Ramona’s entire art collection, her life, is centred around women with those traits, and tbh in another life I think these three incredible women could have become an unbeatable team that ruled Vegas together. Ramona saw that possibility and tried to make it happen, only for both of them to reject her, and now… well, I think we are heading for a ‘this town ain’t big enough for the both of us’ situation, and lbr it’s going to be Thony that’s the one left standing

Honestly I love that I have written a bunch of words already for this ep, and it’s all been about women– that’s one of the true gifts of this show, how much it focuses on women and their stories and their relationships. In the earlier seasons it was mostly just focused around Thony and Fi’s characters, but after the loss of Adan, and having a female villain for a change (two if you count Russo), the focus on women has definitely expanded and been even more apparent this season. I’m sad that it’s looking unlikely that Ramona or my baby Nadia will return next season, because they deserved to have more of their story told. Still, I’m clinging to the hope that Nadia may somehow return, and I’ll get more of the amazing Thony & Nadia dynamic that we all deserve

Anyway I guess I could talk about a boy now– though given that he is literally surrounded by women in his life, Jorge is an honorary girl to me lol. It was cute to see him so excited about all the hotel stuff, from his big spiel to Nadia to all the proposal materials in his office– looks like he’s finally found his own path, not just the one Ramona chose for him. (Though holy shit it’s so messed up that the corporate world is literally the best place to hide illegal activity, wow). I found it hilarious that when Jorge was trying to sell Nadia on the hotel idea and saying all this stuff about how she’ll be the face of it etc, the picture very clearly shows he’s planning to call it ‘JS hotel’ lol. So she’s the face but it’s named after you?? Hmmm. Also geez he laid it on a little thick with the flattery there, but I guess it worked, because you could see how smitten she was with the hotel idea. And I can understand how some people might interpret that as her being smitten with him, but I genuinely don’t think so. First of all, she lost the man she loved literally like a week and a half ago; there’s no way that she has even the slightest inclination to look at anyone romantically right now. Plus, the show has already established that she’s incredibly good at reading people. She knows he’s trying to manipulate her in order to access her money, but in her life, that’s just a demonstration of good business skills. She sees what working with him can give her, and she wants it. In S1 she says to Arman “What do we own? Nothing”-- I think it’s hugely important to her character to actually be in possession of something big, to be the owner, not just the manager, to remove herself as far from the powerless girl from the Argentinian slums as she can. Anyway I love that one of his arguments is that she’ll be ‘set for life’ if they do this… because apparently already having 50 million dollars isn’t being set for life??? Man, what a world they live in haha. Anyway with it seeming unlikely that Nadia will be around next season, I wonder if the hotel will still somehow happen in S4? Maybe somehow Thony gets involved with it, though I don’t really see her wanting any part in something like that… tbh my main concern is that we might not get to see the La Habana set next season :(

Seeing Jeremy’s reaction to being burned was so satisfying. Not so clever now, are you, buddy?? Got outsmarted by a civilian just like Garrett did, and now you’ll be working with her, just like Garrett… but unlike Garrrett, she has zero regard or sense of obligation toward you, and so you may think she’s gonna work with you and follow your orders, but think again. She’s just going to bide her time until she has you right where she wants you, and then she will completely fuck you over, because you betrayed her family and took the man she loves, and that’s what you deserve. Be grateful if you walk out of all of this alive. 

Other stuff:

Omg Fi going for the baseball bat to take out the smoke alarm. Someone has issues with impulsivity haha. Tbh her and Thony’s entire relationship is just the two of them taking turns holding each other back from doing something stupid and I love it

Ugh seeing Nadia standing all alone in that huge empty house, talking about how it’s time to put the past behind her and have a fresh start… and then later saying to Jorge that she just wants to be free… and then Thony telling her at the end that she’s free and she tells Thony that she took her whole life form her… ugh stop giving me stressful foreshadowing here writers. If Nadia has to go, write her out by having her run away into the sunset with her millions. Don’t make me watch her die twice!!!!!!!!!

I didn't initially remember seeing Ramona and Russo cross paths at La habana, but @gsue74 reminded me that they glimpse each other across the club the first time Ramona goes there, and Ramona noticed the way Nadia reacted to her arrival. Well done of the writers to plant that in 3x04 to come back up now. Anyway I do enjoy Russo’s sassiness though. It was never super obvious before bc she was always having to play the serious one keeping Garrett in line, but I think I see why they got along lol

Oh boy the agent that scared Violeta really fucked up lol, like maybe don’t piss off a super powerful cartel leader??? Dude’s gonna be feeding the fishes in the Hoover Dam in no time lol

 I love that the proposed hotel site is completely in the middle of nowhere, like too bad if the guests want to visit any other part of Vegas haha. Though I guess that might be entire point, to make it like a one-stop shop so guests will spend all their time and money in the one place lol

JD is such a cutie. Loved him taking advantage of a free weekday to bring thoughtful gifts for his bae. Lol at Fi shutting him up with a kiss– she really needs to go somewhere private and tell him everything though, bc he needs to know so he doesn’t inadvertently screw things up for them again. 

I really felt for Fi when she found the immigrant worker house empty– this show is always full of painful near-misses in terms of timing, but at least in this case there’s still the hope that Thony will be able to use her sway over Jorge to find Camila and Gisele

Anyway ugh the promo for the finale looks so good… Nadia at Thony’s house, wearing borrowed clothes while Thony makes a plan to get her her money back… Jorge apparently being there too and helping them… Thony in a fancy dress, shooting a gun… it might be Ramona’s assassin guy that she shoots (one of the clips looks like he could be fighting with Jeremy) but man it would be cool if it was actually Ramona or Jeremy that she shoots, and honestly I’m so down for either of those options. Maybe she even does it to protect one of them from the other– like maybe she shoots Ramona to save Jeremy, which would mean she’d probably get pardoned by the FBI for everything. Or she shoots Jeremy to save Ramona, making Ramona extremely grateful, and as a result Ramona makes sure the shooting never ties back to her, and brings her into Sin Cara in a position of power…. Either way it’s going to make for an interesting S4!  

[nat111love]

Thony and Arman looking at each other

[the1northlanderprincess]

Getting somewhere: 1x03 analysis

We’re finally getting somewhere with the tug-of-war of feelings between Arman and Thony, and it is delicious, and exactly what I was hoping for when I decided to try this show out. Plus, we got to see more layers of Arman. So let’s get right to it.

First of all, I felt all kinds of warm things when Luca told Thony about his drawing, and even more still when she presented it to Arman. He looked so touched. You could read what he was thinking with his half-smile; “I’ve done something good and pure, for once”. Thony’s little smile when he left was cute. I don’t think it’s all because of her getting in his good graces, but because she also is starting to like him.

I wasn’t really pleased with how he yelled at her to clean up the mess in the kitchen. Like, dude, you were just casually talking to her earlier about the bachelor party. What’s with the switch? He did redeem himself a little when he refused to agree with Nadia that Thony was just the help. Nadia, you are definitely wrong. She is so much more than that. You know it, and it bugs you. Arman is like, whatever. Those two obviously aren’t in paradise.

Dang, Arman, you’re a player! I kind of suspected it, but still. I guess it doesn’t surprise me that his childhood sweetheart was the daughter of the boss. Thony’s expression as she watched that kiss was interesting. She seemed curious, and, quite possibly, jealous. 

Let’s talk about that office confrontation. HOT. Like, holy crap. Okay, so, Arman saves Thony from Tarik, then he goes to her to console her. He is immediately rebuffed as he tries to touch her (he wants to touch her so bad, it’s cute). He’s confused, and tries again. Denied (you go, girl). He is honestly hurt. Arman challenges her, then: “Say it. You think I’m a vampire a monster” (sorry, I had to, ahaha, but the line was so much better than what RP did). He next gets all up in her personal bubble as he delivers some home truths about how she uses him, and she tells him off as well. Before she leaves, Arman tells her she’s on her own next time. It felt a little like how Beast yelled at Belle after she messes with the bell jar.

Arman really wants Thony to see him as more than just a cartel guy; he values her opinion of him more than anyone else besides Hayak. He can’t stand it that she appears to be afraid of him. He’s in SO DEEP. But I don’t think it’s necessarily the violence that gets to her. It is my belief that she had him on this pedestal of a high moral compass, despite his occupation. The image was shattered once she saw that kiss. Once she settles that in her mind, she’ll calm down. I think that already happened when she decided not to give Garrett the list.

We know Thony goes to Arman next week, and he’ll probably get all huffy, but it’s audience knowledge that he can’t turn her down, no matter how much she hurt him. And I think he knows he screwed up, as well. By the end of next episode, I believe they will start down the road of being friends. 

Overall, I’m glad they’re not making it too easy for Thony and Arman to get together. The way that Thony swatted his hand away twice was brilliant. Like, that is a really excellent way to build true tension. In a lot of shows, that would be a guaranteed kiss. 

Plus, it was nice to see another layer of Arman stripped away. But he’s so angry. I wonder how that came about. I think he has some demons.

Until next time.

[themcuhasruinedme]

Hungry Eyes

[Summary]: There was no denying it; Scott had a massive crush on you. How he wished that he could tell you how he felt but it seemed to him as though you didn’t share those same feelings. But deep down, you secretly harbored those feelings because on the surface, you played it as Scott was “just a friend” material. But when Scott has his breaking point and becomes jealous of you going out on a date, a fire heats up between the two of you when you get back and feelings are confessed, leading to the most exhilarating night you’ve ever had.

[Pairing]: Scott x reader

[Warning]: SMUT, NSFW (18+ only), unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it, people!), language, masturbation

[Word Count]: 2,831

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A/N: First gif was made by yours truly! Other gifs used are not mine. This is my first smut fic, so go easy on me… Used this song as inspiration [x] Feedback for this would be greatly appreciated! I would also like to thank Annie (aka @hellomissmabel the Ant-thony to my Scott) and Chels (aka @marvelous-fvcks) for beta-ing this for me. Love ya, sweeties!

As you trained in the gym alone, sweat dripping down your forehead and also soaking into the hem of your sweat pants, Scott stood at the door watching you while trying to build up the courage to go in and train with you. His nervousness around you made it only that much harder.

He had a massive crush on you ever since you joined the team two years ago and everyone knew it. You on the other hand, had only wanted to keep it professional between the two of you. It’s not that you didn’t like Scott, you sure as hell did. But you tried to convince yourself that Scott was not “boyfriend material”, even though there were certain things about his personality that you loved and admired.

You enjoyed when he did something really cute for you on occasion, like make waffles for breakfast or give you his jacket when he could see that you were cold. The little things he did to impress you made him that much more desirable because traits of being a gentleman were very hard to find in a guy now-a-days. But you still told yourself that nothing would become more for Scott and you and you should be able to date other guys and not worry about what your fellow team members thought, including Scott.

Scott huffed into his bangs and opened the door.

“Hey, [Y/N],” he said and placed his water bottle and towel next to your stuff.

You stopped and wiped your forehead. “Hey Scott,” you said, a bit out of breath. You walked over to him and grabbed your water bottle taking a few swigs from it.

He leaned against the wall and looked you up and down, imagining what it would be like to have his hands all over your body. Feeling a slight twinge in his pants quickly snapped him out of his thoughts and he cleared his throat, making you turn towards him.

“Um, I wanted to know if I could train with you for a bit,” he said.

You smiled and nodded. “Sure. But I won’t go easy on you,” you answered placing your water bottle back down and walking over towards the mat.

Scott chuckled. “I don’t expect you to.” He stared at your ass as you walked away and had to quickly snap himself out of his thoughts once again. His fantasies about you sometimes made it even that much more harder to be around you.

You and him trained for the next hour and a half and were pretty much soaked in sweat by the time you two were done. Scott needed to take his shirt off just so it wasn’t as clingy to his skin and you almost tripped over your bag when you saw him. His chiseled abs and glistening skin were enough to make your ovaries pop. 

Yet you cleared your mind as fast as you could, saying to yourself, “Don’t do this to yourself, [Y/N]. He’s just a friend and thats how it’s gonna stay. Plain and simple.”

You grabbed your stuff and headed towards the elevator so you could go take a shower in the safety of your room, without having to think about what you just saw. But having a hand slide through the elevator doors just as they were almost closed and having Scott get in with you, shirt still off, didn’t help in the slightest.

“You were good today, [Y/N],” Scott said and smiled at you.

“Thanks,” you answered. “You weren’t so bad yourself. Gotta work on those side kicks a little though, I think.” And gave him a smirk.

He chuckled which made you a bit weak in the knees. Your mind started to reel with so many fantasies of how it would be with Scott that your clit started aching and you had to lean against the wall of the elevator for support. Luckily for you, he got off on the next floor. 

When he got out and the doors closed, you slumped to the floor, clenching your fists and started to groan. “How? HOW?!” you yelled. “How am I supposed to keep this “just friends” thing going when he’s like this?! UGH!” 

You stood back up when the elevator dinged for your floor. “I gotta get out tonight. Try and clear my mind,” you told yourself. And even though taking a shower felt good after a hot workout, it sure as hell didn’t help that you had another fantasy about you and Scott in the shower. 

Once again, your cunt started aching and you leaned against the wall, the water cascading over you. Your hands starting to roam your body imagining that it was Scott’s and you grabbed one of your breasts while your other hand went down to your clit. Using the wetness that was already seeping from you, you slid a finger in, having a moan emit from the back of your throat.

Your back arched off the wall as you slid another finger in, hitting your sweet spot. Tugging at your hardened nipple, your lips quivered underneath your own touch. A louder moan escaped from you as you curled your fingers, bringing you closer to your orgasm. A gasp followed by a sigh emitted from deep within you, making your body shudder a bit as you rode it out.

You cleaned yourself off and got dressed, still thinking you needed to get out for the night especially after what you did in the shower. Heading over to the local bar, you struck up a conversation with a really great guy who ended up giving you his number, wanting to go out on a date the next night. You of course said yes and that you would call him the next day.

Doing as you promised, you called him and set up the date for that night. You trained with Scott again that day but had to stop at a certain time to start getting ready.

“Ready for what?” Scott asked, curiosity getting the best of him.

“I have a date. No big deal,” you responded.

Scott stopped a minute and looked at you. “You have a date? Since when?”

“What does it matter? I can have a life outside the Tower, can’t I?” you asked.

“Well, yea, but…” Scott started to stutter. “I didn’t think that…”

You cut him off. “What? That I’d ever date a normal guy? That I have to date another superhero? Scott, that’s so stereotypical, it’s ridiculous. You guys are like family to me. And I would never in a million years date a family member! That’s just so…” and you shuddered, even thinking about that, “gross.” 

You grabbed your stuff and headed towards the door. “I have to go get ready,” you said and left, leaving Scott standing there speechless. 

He looked down, anger filling up inside him. He clenched his fists and punched the punching bag extremely hard, pushing the stand it was hanging on back a few feet. He walked over towards his stuff and throwing his back against the wall, he slid down it into a crouching position and placed his head in his hands. Those were the last words he ever thought he’d hear from you.

The door bell rang and you yelled from the bathroom for Scott to get the door. “Please? He’s gotta wait a minute! I’m not quite done.”

Scott, flipping through tv channels, yelled back and asked, “Why can’t he wait outside?”

“Scott! PLEASE?!”

He rolled his eyes. “Fine.”

He opened the door for your date and told him that you weren’t ready yet. Scott sat back on the couch and flipped through a few more channels before you came down the stairs.

He couldn’t believe his eyes. He tried not to stare at you as you came down but it was kinda hard for him not to. You were absolutely gorgeous in the little black dress you had on and it fit you perfectly, showing off every one of your curves in just the right places. Swallowing hard and trying to focus back on the tv, he kept glancing at you as you went to go get your little matching jacket and put your shoes on.

You went over by Scott and placed your hands on his shoulders, leaning down towards his ear. “I’ll be back later, Scott,” you said, giving him a quick kiss on the cheek. “By the way, I’m sorry I got angry with you earlier. We’re still friends, right?”

He turned and looked at you, giving a weak smile. “Yea, we are. I’m sorry for thinking that you shouldn’t be able to date whoever you want.”

You smiled at him and wrapped your arms around his neck, giving him another quick kiss. “Bye, Scott!” you called over your shoulder and he raised his arm in a goodbye motion.

When the door closed, he couldn’t help but feel completely jealous that you were going out on a date with someone else and not him. He leaned forward, letting the remote fall to the floor and placed his hand on his forehead, running his fingers through his hair in frustration pursing his lips together. 

He took in a deep breath to calm down but instead, inhaled the intoxicating scent of your lingering perfume. He couldn’t take it anymore. He needed to make his feelings for you known and if that didn’t happen tonight, he stood a good chance at losing you.

When you got back from your date, Scott was waiting in the Common Room to talk with you. He paced back and forth, trying to figure out the right words to say. When you got in the room, you saw him pacing and asked if everything was ok. He said it was and you started walking towards the elevator but then he called out to you. Turning around, Scott started walking towards you.

“[Y/N]… I.. uh… there’s something…,” he started to stutter drastically. You knew that when Scott got like this, he was nervous about something.

“Scott, what is it?” you asked.

He took a deep breath and finally found his words. “[Y/N], I love you.”

You raised you eyebrows in shock. You knew he was majorly crushing on you but didn’t know it was this much. You stood there speechless, mouth gaping open, as he kept walking towards you and continued to let things out.

“I’ve loved you for a while now. You’re smart and beautiful and…,” at this point he was standing right in front of you, “And I don’t know what it is but I feel like I can always be my funny self around you. You make me feel things I’ve never felt before and I really can’t explain it.” He stopped a minute and looked at you, still being completely speechless. “Are you gonna say something?”

Realizing you still had you mouth open from hearing his first sentence, you closed it quickly and licked your lips, trying to find something to say. “Wow, Scott… um, well.. I’ve liked you a lot too.. I just never…” but your sentence was cut off from Scott’s lips landing on yours.

He pulled back and even though you were shocked, a small smile tugged at the corners of your lips. Having this be his confirmation to continue, Scott pulled you in for another kiss. You dropped your purse and placed your hand on the back of his neck, deepening the kiss.

He pushed you back against the wall and placed your hands on the wall too, above your head, entwining his fingers with yours. You raised your leg slowly against his thigh, feeling his erection pressed against you. 

His hand trailed all the way down from your arm to your thigh and hoisted your leg up a bit more, letting you feel his hardening length against your clothed, wet folds while you started to run your fingers through his hair and claw at the back of his shirt. Your toes curled and your back arched off the wall as Scott trailed kisses down your jawline. You let out a small moan as he nipped a bit at your collar bone.

Scott picked you up and you wrapped your legs around his waist, while he led the two of you to the elevator. When the doors closed he had you against the wall once again, kissing you passionately. A low growl rumbled from the back of his throat as you slipped your tongue into his mouth.

He slowly started to unzip the back of your dress and feeling the coldness of the wall on your hot skin made you let out a gasp, allowing Scott more access to your mouth. You started grinding your hips against his as you unbuttoned his shirt, tossing it on the floor and feeling his length get harder by the second.

When the elevator dinged for your floor, he carried you to your room, closed the door and gently placed you on the bed. Hovering over you, you could see that Scott’s beautiful green eyes were full blown with lust and hunger. Hunger to see what was awaiting him once your dress was completely off.

Locking your lips together again in a heated kiss, your back arched off the bed as he slowly trailed his finger up the inside of your thigh. A moan escaped his lips as he felt you unbutton his jeans and slide your hand into them, slowly stroking his length, making it harder with each gentle touch. Getting on your knees you slid them down to the floor, Scott then kicking them off. He then slid your dress off, revealing only a pair of panties.

Licking his lips at the sight, he climbed on top of you and took hold of one of your breasts in his hand and the other in his mouth. Slowly sucking on your hardened nipple and rubbing the other in between his fingers, you ran your fingers through his hair moaning with every flick of his tongue. 

Arching your hips up some as the sensation reeled through your body, Scott felt your soaked panties against his abs. He looked at you with a devilish grin and slowly slid his fingers into them, lightly touching your wet folds. Your breath hitched in your throat as your core heated up eve more.

Scott slipped a finger in, rubbing little circles on your swollen clit while having beads of precum spill from his tip. Sliding another finger in and picking up the pace a bit, you grabbed the sheets in your hands, back arching as high as it could go as he kept hitting your g-spot.

“Scott, please. I need you…” you breathlessly moaned. “I want you in me.” Your legs writhed with the feeling of his fingers deep in you, making you grab one of your breasts and play with the hardened nub. “Fuck me now, Scott… please…”

Scott was having the pleasure of seeing you come undone because of him. Taking his fingers out and licking them clean he shimmied out of his boxers, his cock hard and erect. Pulling your soaked panties off and tossing them aside, he positioned the tip at your entrance and slowly pushed it in, allowing you to adjust to him. 

Scott’s thrusts were slow and steady at first but he picked up the pace, which made you want to scream out in pleasure. Your fingers clawed at his shoulder blades and into his hair as he pounded into you. He lifted your legs onto his shoulders getting a better angle for both of you and hitting your sweet spot with every single thrust. You cried out as your walls clamped around Scott’s throbbing shaft.

“Fuck, [Y/N], you feel so good..”

“Scott… I’m-gonna… gonna..” you whimpered.

“That’s right, baby, cum… Come on, baby…”

He let go of your legs and made one last deep thrust, making you scream out his name. A slew of curses came out of both of you as your body convulsed underneath Scott as you hit your climax with him following right after, filling your throbbing pussy with his hot stickiness.

Scott collapsed on top of you, both of you panting as you rode out your highs. Eventually, he pulled out of you and sat up, pulling you up with him and placing gentle kisses on your temple, holding you close to him, rubbing his hands up and down your back as you slowly ran your fingers through his hair.

You got up and walked to the bathroom to clean yourself up with Scott following suit. After that, he put on a pair of sweats and you put your panties back on along with one of his button up shirts. Climbing back on the bed, the two of you snuggled close to each other, watching tv.

Scott kissed the top of your head and whispered, “I love you, [Y/N].”

You smiled and looked up at him. “I love you too, Scott.”

[wlwhc]

Oh Dear Kryptonian

Requested by anonymous: Being another survivor from Krypton that was held captive on Daxamite, but manages to survive and fly to earth, Clarke introduces you to Kara and she has a huge crush on you? Love your blog!

(A/N): This sucks, and I’m deeply sorry. I also kind of flew away with my imagination with this.

Warning: There’s probably afew grammar mistakes? I think

Words: 3483

Pairing: Kara x Neutral!Reader (I Hope I did it right)

Glossary: Thoni Tea: I’ve been investigating about Kryptonian Vegetation since I have another request that involves Krypton flowers, and they have a weird tea called Thoni Tea,  Thon is an area of Krypton, and tea was brewed from select plants on the hills on the Gorvan shore. I like to think that it relaxed the Kryptonians

Oregus Flowers: Are like giant Orchids, their juice can be used to cook, I think that it’s like an oil idk

Twellians: Is a fruit from Krypton, unlikely any other edible thing on earth, it was its own unique flavor, quite delicious.

The day you arrive at earth, body bloodied and beaten, ship crushed and little chance to survive in this unknown planet, you knew that it was finally your time to reunite with your loved ones in the arms of Rao, that was until  Kal-El found you, better known as Clark Kent on that planet or Superman. The fact that one Kryptonian had found a way to survive the destruction of his planet bring tears of joy, but knowing that he was probably the only one, made you curse in every single language you knew.

You still had faith that other people in Krypton had survived, anyone. You knew that your family was long dead, you didn't come from a famous house as Kal-El, you came from a poor house that barely manages to survive on their own planet. You were a farmer, and Kal-El family came from a long dynasty of science masters and a lot of their familiar were on the council, the boy was lucky and his family rich so it didn’t surprise you when he told you that he wasn't the only one of his family alive. Kara Zor-El his cousin and the one that was supposed to take care of him but got caught up in the Phantom Zone.

That was good, two Kryptonians was better than zero.

You told him how you survive the destruction of your planet and the planet that kidnap you, Daxamite. Your family needed the money, and farming wasn’t giving them enough to survive the summer, plus your siblings needed new clothes, you didn't think twice when a Daxamite arrive on Krypton, offering a job to whoever want it one. Your parent refuse but you didn’t listen to them, the desperation of helping them was bigger than the pain you were going to get through. You heard the stories about Daxamite, thugs with an exaggerated love for parties  and everything that was wrong, you heard about the slaves and the gladiators fight, you thought that you were going to be sold as a slave, but the Daxamite men actually offer you to fight for him, and in return he would send the money you win to your family, you agreed and went to Daxamite with him, but the money never came to your family’s hands, it would always end up on your captor’s belly as alcohol and harmful substances. Time went by and you grew tired of the fights, the blood and deaths, so you told him that you wanted to leave, that’s when from sleeping in a room change to sleeping on the floor of a cell. You still had to fight against whoever he wanted, luckily you were pretty good at fighting, not to mention fast and smarter than any drugged opponent.

A few years later, on your 19 name day, the planet was dying which also mean Daxamite getting wipeout of the solar system. The idea of dying wasn’t scary of bad for you, but when your captor set you free to live your last day, you knew that it was your chance to get the hell out of that planet. You manage to steal one of the ships and fly to the nearest planet that may be safe for you, that’s how you got to Earth, and right now you’re in front of Kal-El.

“you’re hurt and bleeding, you should get some rest, seems like the sun hasn’t had its effect on you yet” The Kryptonian wearing a weird costume said.

“what do you mean? I know that this sun is different from our sun but..”

“it makes us stronger, faster and it can heal us” You immediately thought about the people that lived on this planet, what if they were dangerous, or like Daxamite?

“is this planet a safe place to be?” You shyly asked. You were currently waiting for Kal-El cousin, he had said something about helping you, thank god your wounds weren’t very bad.

“you’re going to be fine kid, I’ll make sure of that” He said smiling at you. You send a little smile, you can take care of yourself, but you appreciate the intention.

“you never told me your name” He said, sitting by your side.

“I don’t have one” You said remembering that you weren’t allowed to have one since you were just a slave.

“you don’t remember your name?”

“I wasn’t allowed to have one, I know my house, I will always remember them but it doesn't matter anymore does it? They’re all dead” Kal-El frowned at this, remembering that not long ago Kara was dating a Daxamite.

“Maybe they aren’t, I always have faith that-”

“I’m a farmer, well, I used to be, I know that my family wouldn't be able to get into a ship, they’re all dead, and if that didn’t kill them, then the lack of food would” You said, eyeing the view, your ship crashed in what Kal-El told you was a forest, the trees were green and harmless, very different from Krypton, but you still liked the different shades of color, it was a shame the lack of fruit but still beautiful.

“you’re from Al house, Kara told me about that house once, I’m sorry” He knew about the farmers on Krypton, thanks to Kara. Al house was a long dynasty of workers, but never sciences or militaries, just farmers and sometimes healers, they were good at that, but they were also not very respected or well paid.

“don’t be-”

“Kal-El , there you are! I saw a ship crashing and and and I got your message and and-” The blonde that was wearing a similar costume as Kal-El was rambling non-stop, but with a big smile on her face.

“Kara, this is (Y/N) from Krypton and Al house” Kal-El seems to stop her rambling and introduces you to her. Kara finally pays attention to her surroundings and realize that you were there the whole time, her cheeks change to a pink color. You waved at her not knowing what to say and then you realize what Kal-El said.

“(Y/N)?” You asked him, raising an eyebrow at him.

“New planet, new name, it suits you” He said, helping stand since your injuries were difficulting you the task.

Kara didn’t seem to function correctly since her eyes found your figure. Even though you were bloody and beaten, you still looked ravishing for her. Supergirl’s costume would always give some kind of boost on her confidence but once you looked your eyes with hers, she almost falls to her knees.

“Great kara, you just meet them and you already have a crush on them, just great!” She thought

“Just breath, be cool, be cool, like Alex, be like Alex” She thought, but once she tried to talk, her voice didn’t seem to come out and her tongue was tight in a knot

“o-oh h-hi I’m K-”

“Kara Zor-El, yeah, your cousin already told me about you” You said wincing when you tried to walk to her, she put her arm around your waist out of instinct, you looked at her and smile. Now she’s the one that needs help to not fall.

“Y-You're bleeding” She manages to say.

“Can you take them to the D.E.O, the sun hasn’t affected them yet, I’ll go later, I have a few things I need to take care of. Kal-El said, he knew that the D.E.O had the Solar Machines, and right now, you needed them to heal, he also had a few thief to stop.

“sure thing! let’s go (Y/N)!” Kara said floating a few feet over you.

“hmm I can’t-I can’t do that” You said and Kara goes down by your side. She frowns remembering that you still didn’t have your powers.

“oh shot! , I forgot you can’t fly, don’t worry, you will in no time and you’re going to love it! it’s amazing, the wind on your face and watching the city below you-Oh and touching the clouds is the best! they’re like fluffy huge pillows and also watching the sunset when you’re up there is terrific! and-” You couldn’t stop her, she was like a kid in a candy-store, it seems like she gets over-excited easily, that’s cute. Kal-El saw how Kara didn’t seem to stop talking, but he also saw how she looked at you, and how red her cheeks would turn when you smile at her or nod letting her know that you were listening to her. He smiles already knowing how screwed up her cousin was.

“Kara” He softly said

“yeah?” Kara looks at him smiling.

“she’s hurt and bleeding, she needs to go to the D.E.O-” Kal-El said, making Kara blush and you smiled at her cute behavior.

“oh! right, sorry it’s just-I’m so excited to meet another Kryptonian!” She said playing with her hands not daring to look at you.

“it’s good to know that not everyone is dead” You send her a small smile, which she returns with a grin

“yeah” She sighs deeply.

“it’s-it’s good”

After a few weeks, you find yourself getting very close to the Kryptonian, and Kara finds herself not being able to hide her feelings for you. She needed to hold you in her arms every time you had nightmares about Daxam, she needs to kiss your pink lips when you give her those small smiles, she just needed you so much all the time, she couldn’t take it anymore but...neither could you.

You didn't know when or how, but you fall for her, who wouldn’t right?.

No, literally, who wouldn’t? almost everyone in her circle of friends had felt for her, it was impossible not to, but if they got over her, then you could do it too. But it was a really hard thing to do when the Kryptonian was always near you.

When you got lost on the streets trying to be like a normal “human citizen” she holds your hand and since that day she always hold your hand when you’re confused about something. When she got back tired from a mission she would collapse by your side on the couch, and cuddle with you, she literally clings to you and Alex would always smirk and leave the house.

Maggie and Alex were always whispering things about you and Kara and they had asked you a thousand time what you think about Kara. Even her other friend was always trying to get you to confess something about Kara. Get over your feelings for her was hard And Kara was feeling the exact same.

Today was different though, Kara was overstressed with a new villain, something about not being able to defeat him and her thinking she’s a bad hero. You think otherwise, she’s Supergirl for Rao’s sake, she’s the best superhero.

“thank god here you are” Kara’s sister came rushing to you.

“what’s wrong Alex?” You asked seeing her having a little trouble breathing, probably for running all over the base.

“Kara needs you” She said, looking with pleading eyes.

“is she hurt?” You asked worriedly.

You decide to become the new doctor on the D.E.O since you knew a lot about special plants to heal almost all the aliens, yeah you were good at fighting but you wanted to leave behind your past on Daxam for good, and do more healing that harming. So with the help of J’onn and M’gann, you manage to fill the base with flowers and plants from different planets, each one for a specifical use. And also manage to get a lot of Krypton flowers in secret for Kara, it was a surprise for her birthday but maybe you will need to show her the place before that.

“no no she’s not hurt, well, sort of” She said rambling a little.

“Alex just tell me what happened” The older Danvers sighs fixing her hair.

“she’s stresses and sad and doesn’t want to get off her bed, I need your help”

“why would I be any help?” Alex rolled her eyes, not believing how oblivious you are. If you said “Kara I want the moon” she’s probably going to give it to you.

“you’re her friend! you’re like her special person-just go see her okay? you’re my last chance” She grabs your hands and almost kneels pleading you to go pay a visit to her sister.

“Okay, I’ll go, but first let me grab some things okay?” Alex jumps happily and hugs you

“yes! thank you thank you thank you”

You arrive at Kara’s apartment, with a bag filled with a few Kryptonians goodies. Most of the plant that you found were edible, you had Twellians, that was a fruit that had a very rare taste unlikely any other kind of state here on earth,  Oregus flowers, they were beautiful flowers, pretty similar to the Orchids here on earth, their juice can be used to cook. With those two you can be sure that Kara would be happy, but you also had Thoni Tea, it took you a while to make the plants grew, they weather here was really different from Krypton and you didn’t seem to found the right field to grow them, but with a help of the huge database of the D.E.O, you found out that their dessert was a perfect place to grow them.

You knocked the door, but no one seem to answer. Alex gave you the keys you didn’t want to get in Kara’s house without her permission.

“Kara? Are you there?” You also didn’t want to use your x-ray vision, so you keep your glasses on, her privacy was first. You knock once again and you heard Kara’s voice.

“come on in, I know Alex gave you her keys Y/N” You got inside her apartment, finding her on the couch eating something.

“Hey there” You called her leaving the bag on her kitchen.

“hey” She answers you, with a frown looking at her food.

“Alex told me you were stress and sad” You said, standing awkwardly in front of her.

“Yeah” She said looking sadly at the wall

“You want to talk about it?”

“No”

“Wanna cuddle?”

“Yeah”

“Are you going to say anything but yeah and no?” You said smiling at her, but she didn’t change her gaze

“No”

“Okay, but first let me show you something okay?” knowing that she wasn’t going to move, you went to the kitchen and started preparing the Thoni Tea. Kara smelled a weird but delicious smell, she kind of know what it was but she wasn't sure. You appear holding a cup of what it seems to be coffee or tea.

“What is that? it smells really good?”

“You never had Thoni tea before?” Kara gasp at this, remembering the times her mother and aunt had to prepare the tea for her when she was stress with school or having problems to sleep.

“My mom used to make it for me..h-how d-did you-” You gave her the cup of tea and she took a sip from it, smiling when the familiar flavor hit her taste buds.

“I’m good with plants, J’onn and M’gann helped me grow a few from Krypton, it was a surprise for your birthday but since you're so sad and miserable” You said, smiling at seeing her so happy for a simple tea.

“Y/N I don't know what to say” Kara was more than happy, you literally bring her a little piece of Krypton back to her life, an avalanche of memories of all the times she had problems sleeping and her mother would take her to bed and prepare her Thoni Tea. She couldn’t help but tear up a little bit.

“that’s not all” You said, going back to the kitchen

“this is not all?” She left the cup on the table and followed you to the kitchen. She gasps at seeing the Oregus plants in a pot.

“I also grew a few Oregus plants” You showed her the small plant and Kara squeal happily

“they are small but that’s just for now, they will grow a lot if you take care of them”

“they’re beautiful, my aunt loved this flowers” She said nostalgically, you didn’t want her to be sad, so you showered her the Kryptonians fruits

“I also grew a few Twellians, they’re not much but this season hasn’t been very good” You said taking the small fruits out of the bag.

“Oh my god! I love those! Y/N I haven’t found anything that tastes at least a little bit to this!” She said smiling at you, her eyes a little bit glassy.

“d-do you-do you feel better now?” You asked shyly. Kara rushed to you, wrapping you in a crushing bone hug.

“I’m going to take this as a yes” You said laughing until you felt your shoulder little wet, and her little sobs. You run your finger through her golden hair and kissed her head softly. Your heart was having trouble to keep up, seeing Kara likes this makes you feel sick, she deserves the world, all the world, the whole galaxy even! , but here she was, a sobbing mess, hidden in your arms like a scared child.

Kara needed this, beautiful memories from Krypton, but Kal-El was busy and the only thing that could remind her of her home was the hologram of her mother. But now she had you, she had you here at her apartment, she had your arms wrapped around her, she had your soft voice telling her sweet reassuring words, she had you here with her, alive. Maybe one day you will not be here for her, what if one day you decided to leave her side? what if one day a villain finds out about how much she cares about you and kills you?. Her brain was running with thousand of ideas, memories and worries.

“I thought this was going to make you happy not worst” You said sadly, making Kara giggle a little bit, her tears were of joy, She was happy knowing that She had you by her side, but there was also a little bit of sadness, knowing that she doesn't have you the way She wants it.

“Thank you” She said between tears

“I think I should apologize, I didn't want to make you cry-”

“I’m happy” She said smiling but the tears don't seem to stop.

“it doesn't seem like Kara” You said, wiping a few tears away.

“It’s just-” She sobs and sniff a little bit.

“What?” You grabbed her face in your hands, you weren’t realizing the proximity and the situation you were in, her face so close to yours, her pink lips so close to yours.

Kara didn’t even think a second, she was too overwhelmed to even think properly and the proximity of your lips to her was also making her feel a little bit dizzy

“I like you” She said closing her eyes, ready to hear your rejection, but instead, she felt your soft lips against hers, it took her a few seconds but she kissed you back, her trembling hands resting on your waist.

“I like you too” You said, the two of you were blushing like crazy. Kara giggled at your words not believing that this was happening.

“Are you happy now?-”

“Yeah” She said smiling at you, with a lovesick gaze

“Do you want to cuddle?” You asked her, the blonde keeps smiling like an idiot.

“Yeah”

“Are you still only going to say yeah or no?” You asked, which she giggles and wraps her arms around your neck.

“Kiss me” She whispers, her lips brushing with yours

“...yeah” She giggles and kisses you, forgetting about whatever was bothering her, her stress and mostly everything. She was focused on you, and your soft lips.

such a shitty end , I’m sorry

[whatisa-legacy]

yesterday @jan-thony and i were talking about how when Anthony was in the hospital he probably fell asleep all the time while she was talking, and then this happened. hope you guys like it! :)

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“He fell asleep while I was talking.”

Jasmine sits in the uncomfortable hospital chair next to Anthony’s bedside, watching his monitors steadily as she holds his hand.

It had been a whirlwind 24 hours from the time Anthony got sick to finding out he needed his appendix out, and the worst part was Jasmine having to leave him to do the show. On a break in between two shows Jasmine makes her way back to then hospital, planning on spending as much time with him before returning to spend the night with him later.

“I didn't know you were back.” His soft voice breaks Jasmine from her trance, turning to look at him. He looks like he has more life in him than he had previously, his cheeks slowly getting their color back as his fever broke.

“Didn’t want to wake you up,” She smiles, standing up to give him a quick kiss before she sits back down. “How are you feeling?” Her thumb strokes the back of his hand, watching his mannerisms and how he struggles to get comfortable against the pillows.

“Pain medicine helps a lot,” He smiles, Jasmine giggling at his expression as his head falls to look at her, giving her hand the smallest of squeezes.

“You look better. Hopefully you can come home tomorrow,” She encourages, Anthony nodding. “Your mom’s on her way now. She’s going to stay with you while I do the next show, and then I’ll come back tonight and spend the night with you.” Anthony nods at Jasmine’s soft words, fixing his blanket as he works around the IV taped to his arm and the monitors still attached to him.

“Tell me about the show. I miss everyone,” Anthony opens his eyes to look back at his girlfriend, Jasmine smiling as she sets her phone down on her lap, looking back at him.

“Everyone misses you, too. The show has been good, Andrew’s filling in for you. He’s fun, but it’s not the same as dancing with you,” She hears Anthony laugh as she gives him a smile, trying to think of what else she could tell him.

“Lin messed up one of the lines so bad yesterday, you’ll have to get him to tell you about it. He’s going to come see you tomorrow morning I think,” Jasmine rambles, thinking back to other stories. “Leslie almost fell on the turntable. I broke character when I saw his face, but he was fine so it’s fine,” Jasmine’s story is interrupted when she hears a light snore, looking back up at Anthony to see that he had fallen back asleep. She can’t help but bite back a smile as she continues holding his hand, glancing at her phone to see if she had any messages.

The door to his room opens as his mom walks in with dinner for her and Jasmine in her hands, walking over to kiss her son and Jasmine. “Still sleeping?” She questions, Jasmine laughing as she slowly untangles their hands, relieved when he only stirs.

“He fell asleep while I was talking,” She laughs as she takes her salad, sitting down at the small table in the corner. “He asked me a question and before I could even finish he was asleep again.” Anthony’s mom rolls her eyes and laughs, joining Jasmine at the small table for their makeshift dinner.

“It’s the pain medicine he’s getting. Hopefully he’ll be able to listen tomorrow when he asks you something,” She teases, glancing at her son as she falls into an easy conversation with Jasmine, discussing the show and everything she had been getting up to before she had to leave again.

Jasmine knows the next few weeks during his recovery were going to be challenging, but she knew there was nowhere else she’d rather be than doing anything she possibly could to get Anthony feeling better and back on the stage where he belonged as soon as possible.

[didthebcsticould-blog]

thirty days of questions;; cassie lang

five;;

what would your character give their life for?

“i’ve got him!”

cassie raced forwards, quickly proving she’d be an amazing alice in wonderland if ever given the chance. she grew as tall as a house, reaching out with both hands to catch her fallen team-mate. grinning down at eli, she remarked, “need a hand?” she was quick to lower him to the ground, the doom-bots (or cheap knock off doom-bots, since the man himself dr doom didn’t seem to be behind the attack) continued to fire at them.

with eli on the ground, cass charged forwards. her hand pulled back, then snapped forwards with the strength her newfound size gave her. the sweeping punch knocked a couple of bots from the air. bam, two more robot dudes out of commission. but there were still plenty more. cassie was tired, and a little sore. those robots could pack a punch when they wanted to. but there was no way she was going to give up. the fight was proving tougher than expected, but cassie didn’t have it in her to just let go or leave. she would fight for what she believed in - and she believed in her friends. they could do this. and if not?

cassie would find a way to finish it. she wasn’t all that selfless a person, she didn’t think. and she kinda thought movies with heroes that sacrificed themselves to be stupid. but she knew that if one of her friends were in danger just now she’d rush right in to take the blow. ( and fuck, if it was her dad she would be even more reckless). these people were her family, and for them she would do whatever it took. 

in a way, she had already given her life for them, she thought - idly tearing apart one of the doombots at giant size, before making her way to kate. she’d given up a NORMAL LIFE to come and do this. her mother and step-father would never get over her being a hero and following her daddy’s footsteps. they loathed superheroes, though at least they had accepted cassie wouldn’t change her mind about this. “you ready?” she sent kate a grin as she began to rapidly shrink, quickly becoming a small dot at the tip of one of kate’s arrows. one arrow, sure to hit it’s mark, would get cassie inside the head honcho robot. they would end this quickly, and show the young avengers meant business.

six;;

what is your character’s greatest asset?

“i don’t think i’m that kind. and i’m not a genius or anything. not like uncle tony, or not like my dad with his electrical engineering skills. i’m no strategist either - not like eli or kate. i’m just me.”

cassie sank back on the grass, watching america stand before her for a second before sitting down by her side soon after. cassie wasn’t one to self-reflect and get all moody about her faults. she was the type that just accepted things, and moved on - or tried harder next time. what she was saying now wasn’t an attempt to garner any pity (she wasn’t sure america would give that, anyways). it was just a few statements she felt were obvious and nothing wrong with that.

“i’m like...” she paused, lying back on the ground and looking up at the sky. she kinda had to squint though, the sun hitting her full on and damn those sun rays were a bitch. but the problem didn’t last long as a pair of sunglasses magically seemed to float before her, then get placed over her eyes. she tilted her head a little, and grinned brightly at her sunglasses benefactor - america chavez. how such awesomeness could be contained in one person, cassie would never know. “thanks!”

she tilted her head to the sky again, trying to regather her train of thought. “i’m like... i don’t know. i’m just ME. i’m pretty good at being direct. i tell it like it is, but i don’t always get what it is. i like to think i’m kind, which is a nice quality. my mum, she says i’m stubborn. i think i’m determined. yeah, determined, that’s a better word. when i put my mind to something, i do it. guess i’m kinda sneaky as well, but maybe it would sound better if i said-- if we called it--”

“taking the initiative?” america remarked, a smirk on her features. and cassie nodded, grinning in reply.

“exactly! taking the initiative! like when i, uh, stole the pym particles and stuff. planning ahead. or not really. i’m not leader material, but i don’t have to be.” she wasn’t the young avengers leader, but maybe cass was part of the glue that held them altogether. “we all bring things to the table. like you with your ability to kick the ass of anyone and be supremely awesome.”

seven;;

what would completely break your character?

cassie sat cross-legged on the chair, watching tony work. or try to work. she didn’t think his heart was in it, even if this was some kind of super-important device. his mind was wandering, she thought - which was rare. maybe her uncle tony couldn’t focus on a lot of things, but it was like his mind was created in a way that let him be so observant and creative and focused when it came to this type of engineering. it was stream-lined. but today he seemed distracted. as was she.

“tony?” she put out his name as a question, spinning a little in the swivel chair. she asked his name, just in case she was wrong and he was super focused. he’d maybe not hear her if he was paying too much attention to his machines, some times she’d had to call out his name several times before getting a reply. but today, only the once was needed.

but now she had his attention she didn’t know what to say. and for a second, she almost burst into tears. cassie managed to keep that inside, but though tears didn’t fall tony surely recognised something was wrong because he was putting down that tiny minuscule wrench that almost looked like a spear she could carry in her ant-size. “i’m fine, i’m fine,” cass was quick to say, but she didn’t sound it. and she wasn’t. why lie to him?

“it’s just-- my dad, he got caught-- he got caught in one of the fights with the syndicate.” and surely tony knew that already. scott wasn’t DEAD (god forbid) but the thought he might have been had scared her so much she hadn’t slept. he’d been injured, but luckily by this point he knew a good doctor. he’d be just FINE, but in cassie’s mind she kept seeing and thinking of ways in which he wouldn’t be. what would happen if he was gone? he had been missing before, and she’d thought him dead - him getting chucked in jail, or going on ant-man missions. he’d always returned safe and sound.

but the other day when she’d turned up at his house, she realised he wasn’t safe. and he was hurt and every time before he had just waited to see her when he was fit and well so she would stop worrying so much.

her arms wrapped around tony tightly in a hug, and though tears still didn’t fall they were building up. “it was so SCARY. i thought-- when i saw the news i recognised that’s where he’d been going. we’d met up, and he was headed out that way. he’d heard something. and when i saw him-- he looked so small. i mean, well, you know what i mean - not small like he’d shrunk. and badly hurt.” she was maybe in her twenties now, but always daddy’s little girl. and cassie could cope with getting hurt herself, and she was perfectly fine in a fit for she had confidence in herself. but she had no defences against her family being hurt. he wasn’t dead, and that was so wonderfully relieving. but cass was becoming more and more aware of the dangers of their situation with each passing day.

eight;;

how does the image your character tries to project differ from the image they actually project?

cassie listened to her study-buddies talk, but only partly listened. mostly she just doodled on her notebook, and thought. a slight grin was on her face as she finished her picture - there was little ant-thony. now to add some small ant friends. but--

“you’re like a little kid, lang,” one of her friends teased, taking the book. “and always with the ants.”

“ants are fascinating,” cass remarked, flashing them a smile and tilting back to retrieve her book. the chair itself tilted, leaning back on two legs-- and of course the librarian had to catch her doing that. and fuck, there she went giving her a lecture. it was just a short one, telling her not to be so childish. always with the acting like a kid thing. was that what everyone thought?

she took her book back, making a face at her friend before silently laughing with her and doing impressions of the librarian - miming things, mostly. no need to bring the old bag back because they’d made a happy kind of sound. 

ah, maybe she was childish. that wasn’t EXACTLY what she was going for. she didn’t want her team-mates to think her a little kid anymore, and she didn’t want her parents to think that either. she was truly capable of all of this. of being a student, of being a hero, of being an adult now. she often tried to sound smart, and sometimes it worked. but like her father she had bad sense of timing and too often joked or asked a stupid question at the wrong time.

maybe it wasn’t bad to be seen as a little childish though. cassie liked having some freedom, and in times like this surely it was good to have some fun? to just relax? cass knew how to let go of some of her worries (some of the time) just to play around and get her strength back. so what if people thought her a kid? she knew what she was really capable of. STATURE didn’t let anyone bring her down.

nine;;

what is your character afraid of?

“i’m not five any more dad, i don’t need a night light,” she said, rolling her eyes as she she shrank and entered the tiny little plastic room. at her dads place they’d spent so many hours building a tiny, miniature world that really only the two of them could fully appreciate. they’d found every day things and mucked about to get a new way of using them. such as this tiny electric light - shaped like a tea candle. 

“i’m not afraid of the dark, i don’t need the light on,” she said, punching her dad’s arm playfully. admittedly, the light was rather pretty. it flickered like a real candle would, and if she was being honest she did prefer light to darkness. especially after watching a horror film. was it weird that in a fight with a tonne of bloodshed and shouts she was fine, but stupid jump-scare movies could freak her out so much?

at any rate, no, she really wasn’t afraid of the dark. not anymore. there were other things to fear. she glanced over at her dad, who caught her looking his way. she pulled a funny face, and laughed when he made one in turn, before cass moved into her mini room to relax whilst her dad went and foraged for whatever food he actually had in the house. she watched him leave, and yeah... she knew what she feared. so cliche, so true. losing him. losing any of her family. that would be devastating, it would break her and it was a terrifying thought.

she was also scared of failing her exams and getting lectured by her mum and step-father as well. you know, normal fears. but since her best friends and her father and a few other family members were heroes it was natural to fear them getting hurt. (or deader than just hurt). cassie supposed being KIDNAPPED was also a fear. that had happened to her growing up as well. came with having a heroic dad, and knowing a few heroes. she was just leverage to some heroes - but nah, she wasn’t scared of that any more. that could be pushed away. cass could save herself now. ( and she could totally push away the fear of dying cause her stupid heart didn’t work cause her dad had fixed that ).

 it was okay to be afraid though. in a fight her fear for her friends or father or uncle or whoever made her fight harder. she could use that fear to become stronger and quicker. it was okay to be afraid of losing people or failing things or disappointing her parents... just so long as those fears didn’t take over.

cass sank back in her bed, then immediately got up as her father called out to her. sounding excited. maybe he’d found that chinese take-away menu he’d been trying to find for like an age. a grin on her features, she rushed out their mini world, growing to rejoin the rest of the world at normal height.