#missing many big ones I've been wanting to see sadly!!!!

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Top 12 of 2023:

Asteroid City, Dir. Wes Anderson They Cloned Tyrone, Dir. Juel Taylor Spider-Man: Across the Spider-Verse, Dir. Joaquim Dos Santos, Justin K. Thompson, & Kemp Powers Nimona, Dir. Troy Quane & Nick Bruno The Creator, Dir. Gareth Edwards Priscilla, Dir. Sofia Coppola The Killer, Dir. David Fincher May December, Dir. Todd Haynes Rebel Moon, Dir. Zack Snyder Guardians of the Galaxy, Dir. James Gunn Saltburn, Dir. Emerald Fennell Oppenheimer, Dir. Zack Snyder Honorable Mentions: Are You There God? It’s Me Margaret, Barbie, Evil Dead Rise, Relax I'm From the Future Stats: Watched 116 movies total, 41 new releases (only 9 in theaters sadly)

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neocities guide - why you should build your own html website

do you miss the charm of the 90s/00s web where sites had actual personality instead of the same minimalistic theme? are you feeling drained by social media and the constant corporate monopoly of your data and time? do you want to be excited about the internet again? try neocities!!

what is neocities?

neocities is a free hosting website that lets you build your own html website from scratch, with total creative control. in their own words: "we are tired of living in an online world where people are isolated from each other on boring, generic social networks that don't let us truly express ourselves. it's time we took back our personalities from these sterilized, lifeless, monetized, data mined, monitored addiction machines and let our creativity flourish again."

why should I make my own website?

web3 has been overtaken by capitalism & conformity. websites that once were meant to be fun online social spaces now exist solely to steal your data and sell you things. it sucks!! building a personal site is a great way to express yourself and take control of your online experience.

what would I even put on a website?

the best part about making your own site is that you can do literally whatever the hell you want! focus on a specific subject or make it a wild collection of all your interests. share your art! make a shrine for one of your interests! post a picture of every bird you see when you step outside! make a collection of your favorite blinkies! the world is your oyster !! here are some cool example sites to inspire you: recently updated neocities sites | it can be fun to just look through these and browse people's content! space bar | local interstellar dive bar creature feature | halloween & monsters big gulp supreme peanutbuttaz | personal site dragodiluna linwood | personal site patho grove | personal site

getting started: neocities/html guide

sound interesting? here are some guides to help you get started, especially if you aren't familiar with html/css sadgrl.online webmastery | a fantastic resource for getting started with html & web revival. also has a layout builder that you can use to start with in case starting from scratch is too intimidating web design in 4 minutes | good for learning coding basics w3schools | html tutorials templaterr | demo & html for basic web elements eggramen test pages | css page templates to get started with sadgrl background tiles | bg tiles rivendell background tiles | more free bg tiles

fun stuff to add to your site

want your site to be cool? here's some fun stuff that i've found blinkies-cafe | fantastic blinkie maker! (run by @transbro & @graphics-cafe) gificities | internet archive of 90s/00s web gifs internet bumper stickers | web bumper stickers momg | gif gallery 99 gif shop | 3d gifs 123 guestbook | add a guestbook for people to leave messages cbox | add a live chat box moon phases | track the phases of the moon gifypet | a little clickable page pet adopt a shroom | mushroom page pet tamaNOTchi | virtual pet crossword puzzle | daily crossword imood | track your mood neko | cute cat that chases your mouse pollcode | custom poll maker website hit counter | track how many visitors you have

web revival manifestos & communities

also, there's actually a pretty cool community of people out there who want to bring joy back to the web! melonland project | web project/community celebrating individual & joyful online experiences. Also has an online forum melonland intro to web revival | what is web revival? melonking manifesto | status cafe | share your current status nightfall city | online community onio.cafe | leave a message and enjoy the ambiance sadgrl internet manifesto | yesterweb internet manifesto | sadly defunct, still a great resource reclaiming online social spaces | great manifesto on cultivating your online experience

in conclusion

i want everyone to make a neocities site because it's fun af and i love seeing everyone's weird personal sites that they made outside of the control of capitalism :) say hi to me on neocities

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JJ MAYBANK x READER

Summary: Your parents met JJ and they disapprove of you dating a Pogue, especially the Maybank boy

Today was finally the day that JJ was going to meet my parents. I'd told them all about him and how he made me feel. They didn't like that he was a Pogue, but I mean, what Kook parents would be okay with their only daughter dating a Pogue? That's just not how it works on the island sadly. Both my parents were raised as Kooks, and they wouldn't have it any other way for me or my brother. He's as much of a Kook as they came, he took full advantage of the privileged life.

I can't lie and say I don't enjoy being one, but I've also not allowed myself to ignore the disadvantages that Pogues have had on the island. That's how I met JJ. I was helping Big John a few years back bring some diving gear back to his house from my parent's shop and JJ happened to be there with John B. I started hanging out with them a few weeks later when I happened to run into John B at The Wreck. He was there getting some end-of-the-night food from Kie for him, JJ, and Pope. We've been kind of inseparable since. We've of course had our moments, especially when Big John went missing at sea.

JJ and I have been together since then; it was pretty crappy timing, but we also realized that life was just too damn short. We had a conversation the same week he went missing and realized the feelings were mutual. The group knew about two weeks later, JJ's dad knew too but he didn't have much to say. He was just proud of his son for 'landing a Kook' and telling JJ to make sure to take advantage of the 'rich kid living.' I haven't been around there since.

We've been putting off him meeting my parents, but today was the day. JJ was nervous, the most nervous he'd been since the Pogues found out about us. He was so worried they'd use the no-macking rule and break us up, I knew better though.

I'd picked JJ up from the Chateau and was headed to my house. "JJ, you OD over there?" I asked looking over to him as he was picking at his fingernails. He looked up at me, nervously biting his lip. He just shook his head and looked back out the window, the houses slowly getting nicer the longer the drive. "J, it's going to be okay." I place my hand over his, hoping to calm him down as I pull into our driveway.

I put the car in park and look over at JJ, he looked extremely nervous. I give him a quick kiss on the cheek before getting out of the car. I go over and open the door for him, realizing he hasn't moved. He slowly gets out of the car, placing his hat on his head. I take hold of his hand and lead him to the front door. "We're here!" I yell when I open the door. They walk around the corner and I can immediately see the judgment in their eyes; I know JJ could too. "Mom, Dad, this is JJ," I tell them trying to break the awkward silence. I look over at him and take the hat off his head, placing it on the counter beside us. They quickly walk over and shake JJ's hand. "Nice to meet you JJ," they both said.

"Nice to meet you too, sir, ma'am," he told them, trying to be as polite as he could, not wanting to say the wrong thing. We all stood there for a second before walking into the dining room where there was an array of food placed on the table. Mom and Dad sat on one side whereas JJ and I sat on the other side. We made awkward conversation about the weather and school while we ate. Dad was the first to hit JJ with the questions they really wanted to know. "So, JJ, tell me what are your plans for the next five years?" I look at my dad, wanting to tell him to stop, knowing this was only the first of many questions.

"Well, Sir, I'm hoping to graduate high school and get a job fixing up cars and boats at the Yard. I would like to save up enough money to buy a house and maybe a nice boat, if I'm lucky," he responded honestly. I chuckled at the last part, knowing full well he'd buy a boat before a house any day of the week. My dad just kept looking at him, "The Yard? Why not try to go to college?"

"Well, I figure I don't have the money to pay for college, so I need to take a different path in life," he responded taking a sip of his water, "plus, I'm not sure I would want to go to college." I know my dad isn't going to like that answer. He claims all of his success came from him going to college, but in all reality, it all came from him and Ward Cameron's business schemes. Our family having money has nothing to do with my dad's college degree, but he'd never admit that. "College is important to be successful, I might say, it's most important. I can't imagine the Yard being very successful as they haven't been able to expand to anywhere besides the cut."

"Dad, please stop," I tell him, "JJ is a-" I try and say before I'm interrupted by my dad.

"Now honey, I just want to know how JJ plans to provide for you," he tells me, looking over to JJ, "So, how will you provide for our daughter?"

"Uhm, w-," JJ stumbled, not even being able to get a word in before my mom started in on him. "JJ, who is your dad?"

"Luke Maybank, ma'am," he told her. I could see him getting more and more nervous by the second. I quickly took his hand and held it under the table, knowing my dad would have a fit.

"Luke Maybank? It all makes sense now," my dad chuckled under his breath, "you don't have to explain anything else." I could see the anger and sadness on JJ's face, making me yell at my dad. "What the hell Dad! You don't ev-"

"You watch your damn tone with me," he yelled at me standing up and pointing his finger at me. "We leave you alone and you decide to fall in love with a fucking Pogue, let alone Maybank's boy! I will not allow this," he sat back down before turning to JJ, "JJ, it was not a pleasure to meet you. Now if you would please show yourself the door?" I looked over at JJ and I could see the tears forming in his eyes. He quickly pushed his chair back, causing it to scrape across the wooden floor. He looked down at me, letting go of my hand before pushing the chair back and walking out of the kitchen. I had tears slowly falling down my face now, disgusted with JJ's treatment from my parents. "Now, I don't EVER want you to see him again," my dad sternly told me.

I could tell JJ was still in the house as the door never opened or closed. I wasn't going to let him think I didn't care for him. "Dad, Mom," I say standing from the chair, "you know what, fuck this family. JJ is better than anybody in this family but you're too damn stuck up to realize that or even admit it."

My dad swiftly stood up and raised his hand at me before I told him with venom in my voice, "Do it, you'll never see me again and I know you care too much about our family image to kick me out. I'll go to the police and let them know all about your 'successful' businesses. I'll ruin your fucking life," I say the last part with pure anger. I get closer to him, hoping he'll hit me so I have a reason to go to the police and tell them everything. He sits back down and picks up his drink to take a sip before looking up at me. He doesn't say a word before he throws his cup to the ground, it breaking into a million pieces causing me to flinch, and proceeds to walk out the room. I look down at my mom, rolling my eyes at her knowing she's too scared of my dad to disagree with him.

I storm out of the room to see JJ with his back against the counter, holding his hat in his hands before placing it on his head. I go over to him and grab his hand, pulling him out of the house and over to my car. We get in and I start driving, not sure where to go as everybody was at the Chateau. "Your dad's right," I hear JJ mumble. I look over at him and he won't make eye contact with me. I pull over on the side of the road, looking at him. "JJ, my dad may be a lot of things, but he's not right."

"He is though," he looked up at me with tears forming in his eyes, "you know my dad. I'm just like him, you deserve someone who can give you more."

"JJ, you are nothing like your father," I tell him grabbing his hand in mine, "You are the greatest and best person to ever walk into my life. I can't imagine it without you, not only that, but you are pretty damn attractive too." He lets out a small chuckle at the last part, "J, can you please look at me?" I ask him. He looks over at me as I wipe a tear falling down his cheek, "I love every part of you, especially the ones you hate. You are my whole world and all the stars. When I look at you, I feel like I'm finally home. I feel nothing bad can happen when I'm in your arms. You are my person, my only person, and I hope you know that nothing will change that, not even my asshole parents. I would give them up a million times over before I ever think about saying goodbye to you. I love you."

JJ squeezes my hand tighter, letting a small sob out. "Hey, are you okay? Please talk to me," I tell him placing my hand on the back of his neck. He looks over at me before placing a small kiss on my forehead. "I've uhm, never had anybody tell me how much I matter to them. Dad has always blamed me for Mom leaving and has always told me how much he hated me, I guess I kind of thought there wasn't another way for someone to feel when it came to me. I got so used to how he treated me I thought that's what I deserved, it was all I was good for," he told me. I felt a few tears fall down my face, realizing how much what my parents said hurt him. "I love you too, I'm just sorry if I won't be able to give you everything you deserve."

"JJ," I tell him, waiting for him to look at me, "as long as I have you, that's all I need. I need you to know that."

"You really are whipped," he lets out a small chuckle to break up the emotions in the small car. I playfully smack his arm, "J, be for real right now. You're hearing what I'm telling you right?"

"Yes, I hear you. I love you too. Thanks for showing me what it means to be loved," he tells me, reaching over to place a kiss on my forehead before moving away and placing his lips to mine. "Now, can we go get some pizza 'cause I didn't eat." I look at him and laugh. "Nerves babe, they got to me and I'm starving now." I laugh and look over at him before putting the car in drive, whispering 'I love you' to him and he responds by grabbing my hand and placing small kisses on them. We head to the nearest restaurant and eat, getting extra so we can take it to the Chateau.

Once we got there, we were asked what felt like hundreds of questions on how it went. We gave them the tiniest of summaries, just telling them that my parents are dick and that we left. They didn't need to know anything else, there was enough going on in the group since Sarah started coming around. I'm a big fan of her, but the results are still out for Kie. No matter what though, JJ and I had each other, till the end of the days. As long as I was breathing, he was my love and I was his.

Authors note: this one was longer than I planned. Please tell me if we like the longer fics or if I need to shorten them at all:)

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"Do you... enjoy this?"

Shit.

I need to deflect, but when I open my mouth, all that comes out is a low moan. I feel so... massive. I can barely think.

"The first time, I was just worried about you. The second time... I just thought it was a weird coincidence. But now," she gestures at all of me with both hands. It's a big gesture. "Three times feels like more than coincidence."

She's not wrong. I've got to say something.

"I've known other people who've gotten blown up, you know? And after they get... you know, fixed, they've- they've all developed phobias, or left town, or gone through really intense therapy. But you," she says, placing a palm on my exposed belly, "have been completely unfazed. You just keep coming back for more."

My skin feels electric where she touches me. Everything is so full and tight, every little brush of breeze against my exposed skin is searing pleasure. I moan again, and she whips her hand away like she'd laid it on a hot stove.

"Sorry! I know I shouldn't be so casual about this. I should really call someone to come help you." She starts patting her pockets looking for her phone. "Sorry," she says again, then she stops. She looks back up at me.

"Should I even call for help? I should, right?"

Is that even a question?

"But what if you just do this again?"

Ouch. I've been lax, I guess, but I haven't been doing this on purpose! I mean... I have thought about it, but... it hasn't been intentional.

I think.

"It just takes up my time. The medical crew's time. Company resources." She looks conflicted. "Maybe I should just leave you like this."

Oh.

I try to plead my case, deny it, but all that comes out is a halfhearted "Nnnnnnnnnn-" before she cuts me off again. I'm just too full to speak.

"I could have you transferred to taste-testing," she muses. "Putting up with weird shit is, like, their whole job description." She starts dialing on her phone. Someone answers promptly.

"Hey, you'll never guess what happened again. Yeah, again again. Third time. Yup, big enough to roll, for sure."

She absentmindedly pats my belly with her free hand, like I'm some sort of bad boy you could fit so many things in. It's thrilling, that small touch. I nearly lose it, right then and there. Thankfully though, she remembers I'm a person just in time to give me an apologetic look before clearing her throat and returning to her call.

"Can you see if R&D has any openings for a QA Consultant? I know, right? All my ideas are good ideas. She's clearly more interested in being a giant balloon full of wasted product than an accountant."

I guess she's not wrong.

"No, no need for a trip to the squeezer. Put a note in her file that she's only to be reduced if she asks for it explicitly. Maybe have them bring a safe-suit, too. Hm?"

She looks me up and down. It's a long, curious look.

"No idea what size. Big. Really, really big. Yeah. One of the ones with the belt. Mhm. Yeah, she's not exactly naked, but... yeah, let's not give HR anything to complain about. Right. Yes, I'll follow up with her landlord and emergency contacts as needed. Yup. Thanks. See ya."

She turns back to me. She takes another long look, and then sighs.

"Congratulations on your promotion," she says, with a weird mixture of sincerity and irony. "We'll obviously miss you in Finance, but we're happy that you'll be rolling onward to bigger opportunities."

Oh good, she's got jokes.

"Sorry, sorry, I shouldn't make fun. Company policy is to treat this as a medical emergency, so I'll be staying with you until help arrives."

She checks her phone again.

"If you want, I can come visit you once you get settled in? I know I've always been happy to see friendly faces amidst all the strangeness of a new job."

She looks up at me again, sadly this time.

"I was looking forward to getting to know you better, you know? I noticed how you started dressing differently after your first... incident. HR would probably have something to say about how much I was... noticing. I thought maybe you were trying to get away from the trauma by being more poised and put-together."

She kicks her heels off and slides down the wall until she's sitting, obscured by the curve of my body.

"Oh well. Probably better for everyone that I didn't start hitting on a coworker."

Wait.

"Especially not one who keeps finding excuses to swell up until she's spherical," she adds, wearily.

Fair.

"I really should have seen this coming, shouldn't I? I mean, you've been touring the factory floor on your lunch break weekly. That's on me, I guess."

She hops back to her feet. "I think I hear the Medical folks." She brushes her skirt out, and looks me in the eyes one last time. "Hey, listen... I'll see you a-round."

She smiles and rolls her eyes at her own terrible pun, and walks away.

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GLASS (FINAL PART): SAM WILSON X BLACK PLUS SIZE READER

SUMMARY: You move from your small town in Louisiana all the way to New york and land yourself a job as the Avenger's personal chef, just when you think you've built a life outside of your sister she finds her way in again and manages to turn your world upside down.

Warning: Mentions of lying and manipulation, mentions of financial issues and suggestive sexual themes.

Parts one, two and three

Waves splashed over your feet as you sat at the edge of the beach hands sinking into the warm sand.

Today marked your third week in Florida, you didn't anticipate staying this long but you weren't ready to face your problems just yet.

You always loved the family vacations on the Florida beaches as a little girl and you made a promise to yourself that you'd visit them again someday.

Everyone blew up your phone on a daily basis with calls and texts explaining how much they missed you and that they couldn't wait for you to come home.

You missed all of them too and decided that this week would be your last before you came back.

Sam had been contacting you too but you couldn't bring yourself to respond, to pretend that everything was fine with him, that you weren't hurt by what you saw that night.

Images of him and your sister flashed in your mind constantly and you spent so many nights crying yourself to sleep because of it.

You still couldn't figure out why he'd let it happen, why he'd string you along.

You were sitting in your hotel room, freshly showered scrolling on your phone when you got a call from an unknown number.

You usually didn't answer call from unknown numbers but something in your gut told you that you might want to take this one.

"Hello y/n?" A voice spoke from the other side of the phone.

"Yes? who's this?" You sat up.

"It's Amelia, from highschool. I was going through my old stuff when i found your number and decided i'd call, i'm glad it hasn't changed." Amelia explained.

"Amelia! It's been a long time how have you been?" You chirped.

"I've been doing great, on baby number three with my husband and this will definitely be my last." She muttered.

"That's great to hear, god how long has it been since we saw each other?" You tried to do the mental math.

"A long time." She laughed.

"I see you're quite the big shot now, shacking up with the Avengers, you've really outdone us all." She teased.

"Stop it, i'm still the same old girl who talked your ear off in the back of Mrs William's science class all those years ago, i just happen to be friends with some well known people now." You laughed.

"You are one lucky lady, i know people that would kill to be in your position right now, hell i would." She joked.

The two of you talked for hours just catching up on all the lost time and reminiscing on old memories when she brought up something that made your blood run cold.

"I was so shocked to hear that you and your sister had sold the house." She said.

"Oh no Amelia we didn't sell it, it was foreclosed on sadly." You corrected her.

"No I'm pretty sure it was sold, there was a for sale sign out in the front yard for a while before that new family moved in." She explained.

"W-what?!" You were in disbelief.

"Wait you didn't know about this?" She asked just as shocked as you were.

"Amelia let me call you back." You quickly hung up the phone.

You began scouring the internet for any information you could find on your home. You didn't know why you didn't think to do this sooner, you just trusted that your sister was telling the truth not taking a look for yourself. 

It didn't take you long to find it, sold written in big bold letters just beneath the pictures of your family home.

You decided right then and there that your vacation had come to an end, your sister had some explaining to do.

Time skip, back at the tower

You dragged your last bag into the lobby with the help of security, a heaviness weighing on your chest as you approached the elevator.

You had been distraught your whole flight, a mixture of anger heartbreak and betrayal swarming inside you, you had thought of everything you wanted to say to your sister the entire drive to the tower but the words that bounced around your mind still didn't seem like enough to convey the hurt you felt.

"Miss y/n is gonna need some help with her bags." Jarvis spoke just before the elevator could open.

Everyone stood up quickly and as you stepped out you were smothered in a hug.

"Nat, natasha i can't breathe." Your voice strained.

"I should cut off your air supply completely for staying gone so long." She laughed letting you go.

Steve picked you up spinning you around in excitement.

"We're so glad to have you back doll." He smiled brightly placing your feet on flat ground again.

The sound of heels clicking against the floor upstairs reminded you of why you came back in the first place.

"JANET!" You screamed making your way toward the staircase.

"What? what? is there a fire or something?" She rushed down.

"No but there's about to be, what the hell is this?" You threw your phone at her.

"They sold the house?!" She faked surprise, walking toward the kitchen tapping on the screen.

"I don't have time for the games Janet, did you sell the house?" You asked staring daggers at her.

"Yeah." She shrugged, not caring to pretend anymore.

"Yeah? That's all you have to say?!" You looked at her dumbfounded.

"What the hell do you want me to say y/n? God! I sold it, i sold the damn house! Is that so wrong, you weren't there and it was just as much mine as it was yours and i wanted to move on!" She yelled getting angry.

"Move on? Our mom and dad worked their asses off to get us that house and their dying wish was for us to keep it in the family, so that one day we could pass it down to our kids and they could pass it down to theirs! Do you not see the problem here?" You got louder.

"Stop acting like you're so innocent, you abandoned that house long before i sold it. You didn't seem too concerned about it when you started living this cushy lifestyle in this huge tower surrounded by sex symbols. Don't act like you give a damn about mom and dad's wishes all you care about is yourself." She spat.

"Don't project your inner feelings about yourself onto me, come on who's really selfish here? The entire reason you're here is a lie. You didn't come here because you needed help and you wanted to make amends with me, you came here because you couldn't stand to see me living a happy life outside of you. You wanted to take everything i built here right from under me, admit it." You voice was quiet now.

"And so what if i did? You left me high and dry back home while you pranced around New york like a princess. You didn't call me, not once, didn't check in to see how i was doing, if i needed anything, nothing from you for three years straight. You don't know what hell i went through." She played victim.

"And you think my life was just a bed of roses before i came here? I was living in a rat infested apartment that was the size of a shoebox, eating crumbs for breakfast lunch and dinner, busting my ass everyday to keep my head above water, a phone works both ways, you never called either and you damn sure weren't complaining when i wired you money every month to keep our house. Or did you already sell it by then and just pocket the money?" You tilted your head in question.

"Whatever i don't have to stay here and take this shit from you." She threw your phone across the kitchen counter.

"You're absolutely right, you don't. Pack your things and get the hell out of here." You crossed your arms.

"What?! You can't kick me out, you don't own this place!" She narrowed her eyes at you.

"You're right, but if it wasn't for me you wouldn't even be here. Get out before i have security come and escort you out, and trust me they won't be as nice as i'm being." You ordered.

She looked over at Tony and the rest of the team, hoping someone would speak up on her behalf.

"You heard her, scram." Tony glared.

She stomped her foot like a child before rushing back upstairs to pack her things.

Your shoulders drooped and you sucked in a deep breath, hanging your head low.

"That was kind of hot, the way you stood up for yourself." Natasha threw an arm around your shoulder smirking at you.

You laughed smiling at her.

"I'm glad she's gone, i know barn animals with better manners." Tony huffed pulling you into a hug.

Everyone patted you on the back and gave words of encouragement before heading off to their respective rooms, exhausted from all the commotion.

The next day

You woke up earlier than usual that morning and decided to treat everyone to a big breakfast, it's the least you could do after the events of yesterday.

"Wanna tell me why you've been avoiding me?" Sam asked stepping into the kitchen, just coming back from a run.

You looked up and your breath caught in your throat, he was shirtless sweat dripping from his chest all the way down to his torso. Sweatpants hung loosely on his hips showing the brim of his boxers.

You cleared your throat averting your eyes to the eggs you were currently scrambling.

"Wanna tell me why you were kissing my sister?" You asked boldly.

"I see.. that's what this is about." He scoffed moving closer toward you.

"I didn't kiss your sister y/n, she kissed me and i pushed her away." He explained.

"You really expect me to believe that? I saw it with my own two eyes Sam." You choked up fighting back tears.

"Clearly you didn't see enough, Jarvis pull up the security cam footage from that night." Sam commanded the robot.

A screen appeared in front of you, a clear view of your sister's room.

You didn't hear what they were saying but you could see that Sam was uncomfortable, swatting her wandering hands away and taking several steps back from her.

She only got closer and that's when you passed by before backing up. Her eyes met yours and that's when they kissed.

You looked away from the screen for a split second, frowning before Sam lifted your chin, directing your face back toward the video.

You watched as he shoved her off wiping his mouth in disgust and storming out of the room.

Your eyes widened and suddenly you felt like an asshole for acting the way that you did.

"Oh." You scratched your head, slightly embarrassed.

"I was never interested in your sister and i damn sure wouldn't have willingly kissed her. In fact i've been thinking about kissing someone else for quite some time now." He stepped closer to you.

"Who?" You whispered breathlessly.

He grabbed your chef coat, yanking you toward him, smashing his lips against yours.

His hands trailed down your sides settling at your waist and yours were planted on his damp chest.

As the kiss began to get heated he tapped your legs, signaling for you to jump. You obliged wrapping them around his waist and he walked the two of you toward the dining table sitting you on it.

"If you guys are gonna have sex i'd really prefer that you didn't do it in my kitchen, i'll never be able to eat another meal in this place again." Tony shuddered standing in the doorway, coffee cup in hand.

You buried you head in Sam's chest, groaning in embarrassment as he just laughed.

"You heard the man, let's take this someplace else." He smirked, lifting you again and running up the stairs.

A/N - That's a wrap for Glass guys! Ahhhhh i had so much fun writing this and i can't wait to see you guys reactions. I hope the ending was satisfactory. Love youuuu and i hope you stick around to see more of my work. 🌻

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Even though this blog is mainly Blue's Clues and Blue's Clues accessories, I want to give a special happy 30th anniversary shout out to two other Nick Jr. shows, I love- Gullah Gullah Island and Allegra's Window!

Both shows were part of a big revitalization for the Nick Jr. block in 1994, with mascot Face introduced about a month before. Blue's Clues also started development around this time, and can easily be considered the start of Nick Jr.'s "golden age".

Gullah Gullah Island was a really important show for so many kids. It was one of the first preschool shows to have a black family front-and-center, and put a strong emphasis on their culture. A big step in representation- and as a white kid growing up in a small town that's more diverse now, but SUPER white in the mid-90s, it was so important for me to see media featuring kids and families of different backgrounds. It was important then and still important today- I REALLY wish the Nick Jr. channel could still show reruns of it (and by that I mean, reruns at times when kids would actually be awake to watch it, not 3 AM), but at least it's on Paramount+ (knock on wood...if they took Allegra off who knows what classics are next). I bought all the DVDs of it a few years ago before they were discontinued and I'm proud to own the soundtrack album. The songs in this show are great, by the way- I think my favorites are "Friends and Family", "P-L-A-Y", and "Move Your Body". And the theme song might be the biggest ear worm theme in Nickelodeon history (rivaling only CatDog). You can find the entire series on the Internet Archive for free!

Allegra's Window might not have been as influential or important as Gullah Gullah Island- there were a LOT of puppet-based musical shows on in the 90s- but it was still a great show. It emphasized getting used to new situations (such as starting daycare), which can be hard for very young kids, and put a heavy emphasis on music in general- which actually was pretty important as this was right around the time a lot of elementary schools were starting to cut music programs as a cost-cutting maneuver. This show had SUCH a fun aesthetic and I loved the puppet and costume designs (I've cosplayed as Lindi before and I'm pretty sure Encora was an influence on my own personal fashion style). Every Jumbo Pictures show has always had such a fun but calming feel to it. Not just Allegra, but Doug, PB&J Otter, and 101 Dalmatians: The Series as well. The songs are also really good and feature a lot of Broadway-based talent writing them (as well as the human actors performing some of them!). Sadly this one slipped into obscurity; it wasn't reran as often as Gullah Gullah Island and ended abruptly during production on S3 thanks to Jumbo Pictures getting bought by Disney. Paramount+ also took it down last year for unknown reasons (among all the Nick content taken off, it was the only one over 15-20 years old- most of the removals were from the late 2000s to now), but the entire show is on the Internet Archive.

So happy 30 years to two great shows! And once again, I miss Nickelodeon Studios a lot. The shows from the Florida studio just had such a specific feel to them no matter the show or target audience (I get the same feel I get from AW and GGI that I do from Clarissa Explains It All or Legends of the Hidden Temple). I'm so glad to have grown up with this era of Nick.

[dearheart42regenerated]

MOTORCITY SEASON 2 MASTERPOST

once upon a time, over 10 years ago, just a few months after the announcement that Motorcity was officially canceled...the creators of the show took pity on their heartbroken fandom and gave us several glimpses of what season 2 might have been like. they saw how much we loved Motorcity and gave us every scrap of info they could at the time, so that we could use those scraps to imagine our own personal "Season 2" - whether it continue on in our fics, our fanart, or simply our own heads.

I'm making this masterpost so that none of this material will be lost or forgotten, and so any fanartists/fic writers still hanging around today can use it for inspiration. if there's any related material I've missed, PLEASE feel free to add it in a reblog or let me know in my inbox! I want this list to be as complete as we can make it! :)

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The Season 2 That Never Was: A Comprehensive List

Motorcity Season 2 Rough Intro "Scratch audio by our very own Chris P." (x)

-> backup download

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Season 2 Writer's Wall posted (and later deleted) by @chrisprynoski on twitter, and shared on tumblr by @peopleofmotorcity, these pictures of the writer's wall showed us a "rough sketch" of what could have been, and gave our imaginations SO many fun theories and possibilities to play with. every blurry sticky note was a treasure to us. :')

-> original tumblr posts: x x x x x x x x x x x x -> image masterpost -> google drive folder

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Chris Prynoski's Fan Interview + Tumblr Q&A's this whole interview on youtube is a delight to listen to, and Part 2 in particular has some interesting bits about season 2. (skip to 17:10 for some good stuff about Texas and Chuck's backgrounds!)

-> Part 1 -> Part 2

Chris P also answered several juicy season 2 questions on tumblr. sadly his blog is deactivated now, but you can still read through all of them at the links below!

-> image masterpost -> google drive folder

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Capri Chilton - Mike Chilton's long lost big sister! I can't remember where or when it was first revealed that they were considering giving Mike a secret older sister, and I haven't been able to track down the origin. that being said, when it was revealed, the fandom loved the idea so much that they begged the creators to make it canon. Chris P busted out the "magical canon stick", gave us this delightful concept sketch, and "Capri Chilton" was born!

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The Motorcity Series Bible "To help you all understand what it is you are reading, this is the material that Titmouse used to help pitch Motorcity, and it was also a tool for writers to use when coming up with episodes to help understand who the characters were before there was any other reference. That being said, this was one of the very first documents about Motorcity, so many things have changed or evolved from these early concepts." (x)

-> original tumblr posts: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 -> image backups -> PDF download

EDIT: the COMPLETE series bible has now been leaked by Lost Media Busters on X (Twitter) and helpfully shared by @waksworldrebooted!!

--> here is a google drive download for the full PDF file!

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Motorcity Series Bible - Redacted Version (Pages 1, 2, 17, 19, 20) funfact: @peopleofmotorcity was the official? unofficial? tumblr blog for Motorcity, and it was run by a guy named Mac - an animator for the show who loved to tease and joke around with the fandom. before revealing the actual first 13 pages of the series bible, he posted this censored version as a prank - a mix of truth and trolling! it's up to the fandom to decide which is which. ;)

-> original tumblr posts: 1 2 17 19 20 -> image backups -> PDF download

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MTV Era Motorcity Masterpost a fantastic collection of glimpses into the original pilot/pitch trailer that would evolve into the show we know and love today, found and compiled by @waksworldrebooted. "In 2000, Chris Prynoski pitched a cartoon called Motorcity. He made a card and a website promoting the show, which wouldn't see the light of day until the Walt Disney Company got their hands on it."

--> tumblr masterpost (including wayback links to the old website) --> twitter sources from Chris P himself :)

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Motorcity Unaired Pilot - 2009 Disney Version Originally aired during Comic Con 2012, the pilot was recorded and then posted on YouTube by Allison Simmons in July of 2012, later being privatized in 2022. The video was re uploaded onto VKVideo 22 days after its original posting to YouTube and is still currently available to watch online. (x)

--> backup download --> also viewable here!

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if I find more material, I will add it here! :)

[lucy90712]

hey can u write angst with fermin?

I moved to Barcelona a few months ago but I've been so busy that I've barely explored the city my days have consisted of going to classes then going to my internship with a big law firm and then on the weekends I'm also at my internship as I truly want to learn as much as possible about what it's like to be a lawyer. Today however I actually have a day off so I'm going to explore all the tourist attractions in Barcelona and take in the city I now live in. My friends and coworkers have given me recommendations so my schedule is packed today but that's how I like things to be I love being busy. 

The first places I was told to visit was camp nou and the Barcelona training ground so that's where I went. I'm not hugely into football because my ex from a few years ago used to play and we broke up because he wanted to focus on his playing career so I’ve avoided football as not to be reminded of that time. As much as he has put me off football I feel like being here is as good a reason as any to get back into it seeing as the football team is so important to the city. My plan was to just look around as much as I was allowed to but when I arrived at the stadium they were doing tours so I took the opportunity to have a guided tour. The whole place was so cool and they had so many trophies and pictures from history and they had pictures of all the players now most of which I didn't recognise but there was a few that my friends had mentioned to me. 

After the tour I was really hungry as the tour took longer than expected so I found a little cafe nearby to stop at. Luckily it wasn't too busy there was only a few people in there and then one guy came in after me. Once I ordered I looked at the guy who walked in behind me and if I had my drink I would've spit it out because I recognised him straight away as one of the Barcelona players on the wall. I couldn't remember which one he was so I frantically searched Instagram then found out his name was Gavi which is one of the players my friends have mentioned as they think he's hot. I can't lie he's definitely attractive but he's a famous footballer so I'll just admire him from a distance. I was minding my own business until Gavi moved closer to me and started talking to me. 

"Hi I'm Pablo sorry to disturb you it's just you're so beautiful but I don't recognise you have you recently moved here?" He asked 

"Hey I'm y/n I moved here a few months ago but this is my first free day to explore" I said trying not to freak out 

"Well I'm glad you chose to come here can I get your number or your Instagram or something and maybe I can show you around at some point" he said 

I gave him my number and my Instagram and then we both went on our way. 

Fermin's POV 

Gavi came into the locker room with the coffee he always gets us both before training but this time he had a big smile on his face bigger than usual. Something had definitely happened before he got here and if I had to guess I think he met a girl that he likes because he has the same smile as the one other time this happened but sadly things didn't work out with his ex. 

"What happened at the coffee shop did you meet a girl" I teased him 

"I did her name is y/n and god she's the most beautiful girl I've ever seen" he said 

That name brought back memories as my ex was named y/n. We dated a few years ago now and I broke up with her because I wanted to focus on football but I can't lie I have missed her a lot over the last few years. One of my biggest regrets is breaking things off with her as she was a lovely girl, smart and beautiful but I imagine she has probably almost forgotten about my existence in the three years we've been broke up. 

"Here's her Instagram isn't she just so beautiful I want to ask her on a date I just need to figure out what she would like" he said showing me his phone 

Instantly I recognised the girl as my y/n. From her posts it's clear that she's moved here for law school and has been working with the biggest law firm in the city which doesn't surprise me at all because she's the smartest person I know. She's also had a major glow up she was gorgeous before but now she might be perfect. I wanted to tell Gavi to back off because she was my ex and I still love her but I can't do that to him or her I can't stop them being happy just because I made a stupid decision. Still I think he should know that we used to date so that I'm not hiding things from him especially if she tells him at some point. 

"Oh I know her from back home we dated for a few months but I broke up with her to focus on football" I admitted 

"Oh I didn't know you had an ex from back home" he said 

"Yeah but it was three years ago so don't worry about it she will have had other boyfriends in the mean time don't let me stop you if you like her" I said trying to sound genuine but it hurt to say 

"Thanks man I'm just hoping she doesn't have a boyfriend right now" he joked 

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3 weeks later 

I've been sat in my car for the last few minutes waiting for Gavi as we are spending the afternoon at my place playing fifa. I saw him approach the car and he had a big smile on his face which he often does but his smile seemed bigger than usual. He sat in the passenger seat still grinning ear to ear which means that something has happened that he's excited about. 

"What's going on with you you never smile that much" I said 

"I went on my first date with y/n last night and it was amazing and she just text me asking if I'm free tomorrow to go on another date" he said 

"That's great man I'm happy for you" I lied 

Secretly I was hoping things wouldn't work out between them and they wouldn't get past the talking stage but that was foolish of me. Y/n is a great girl and impossible not to love and Gavi is a good guy too deep down I knew that they would get along really well but part of me hoped it wouldn't be the case. I want to see Gavi happy but it hurts that it's with the girl I'm still in love with. Don't get me wrong I knew y/n would move on but I thought it would be with someone back home not my teammate and best friend but that's probably what I deserve for breaking up with her for purely selfish reasons knowing it would hurt her. 

For the rest of the day Gavi didn't stop talking about y/n and how well they get on. He showed me pictures from their date and told me all about the messages they sent to each other. All I was listening to was the stories she told him about her life since I last spoke to her. Just like I thought she would she's turned out to be incredibly successful she always wanted to be a lawyer and now she's here studying law with a full scholarship and an internship with the best law firm in the city who have already got a contract ready for her once she passes the exam to be able to practice law. When we were together she was always focused on studying and being the best she could be and she always wanted to do the things she's doing now and I promised I'd be right there with her when she did but instead I'm hearing about it from my best friend instead. 

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1 year later 

It has been a long season but a successful one ending with winning the league which feels amazing. To celebrate we are all having a team party at Robert's house all the team and their partners are invited as they've been through the stress of the season with us all. The party started an hour ago which is when everyone was supposed to arrive by but Gavi is yet to turn up. A few of us have text him but got no answer so naturally we started to worry but just as Pedri was about to call someone to see if they knew where he was he arrived with y/n. They have been together officially for 10 months now but she never comes to team events as she's often too busy and Gavi says she doesn't like being around loads of new people which I knew already so it doesn't surprise me. She was clearly nervous as she was hiding behind Gavi and I could tell he was squeezing her hand even from a distance. 

"I'm so sorry we're late guys y/n had her graduation this morning and I insisted we go out to lunch with her family to celebrate so it's my fault" gavi explained 

"Congrats y/n" Robert said 

"I thought you had another year left" Pedri said 

"I did but I managed to graduate early as I've done all of my required classes" she explained 

"Thats amazing well done" Pedri said 

The two of them joined the party not leaving each other's side for a while until y/n came to sit down in the only empty seat which happened to be next to me. We've seen each other a few times in the time she's been dating Gavi but not exchanged anything other than a few words. She never seems bothered by me being around its clear that she doesn't have any feelings towards me anymore like I do for her. I wish I could get over her the way she got over me but I can't because I know it's all my fault. 

"Hey congrats on your graduation I always knew you'd be super successful" I said talking to her for the for time since we broke up

"Thank you it's been hard work but completely worth it" she said

"How have you been by the way?" She asked 

"I've been good things have been good with the team I'm enjoying playing at Barcelona" I said avoiding the topic of my love life 

"How about you?" I asked 

"I've been great life has been treating me well I've got a good job lined up and Pablo has been helping me through everything thank you for not being weird about us being together I know you guys are friends and I promise it wasn't my intention to date one of your friends because I'd hate to get between you two" she said 

"It's ok I wouldn't want to get between anything if you guys like each other it's not my place to get in the way of that it's been long enough since we were together it doesn't matter anymore" I said 

"Still I appreciate how cool you've been with it all" she said getting back up to go and find Gavi

I thought talking to her would make me feel better and I could move on and let her and Gavi be happy while I find someone else but that didn't happen. It just made me wish I could be the one to celebrate all of these things with her I would've loved to have been there at her graduation or be one of the people she called about getting the job she wanted but I'm not that person to her anymore. She used call me first when she got grades back on any exam she took and now I don’t even make the list of people to tell at all and that hurts even if it is because of my actions. 

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A few years later 

The venue was filled with amazing decorations and people there to celebrate the special day the day that should be a happy one for everyone attending but not for me. Today is the day y/n and Gavi get married this date has been planned for months and I've been trying to ignore it hoping it would go away but here we are. Over the last few years their relationship has blossomed I secretly hoped that they wouldn't last but deep down I knew they were meant for each other. They've done everything together and if I wasn't still in love with y/n I'd admire their relationship and how perfect it is but I can't get over my feelings. 

I still remember the day Gavi announced that they were engaged, over our summer break they went away together and he proposed to her on a private beach during the sunrise with a beautiful ring and a bouquet of her favourite flowers. Everyone else was so happy for them but I just sat in the corner of the locker room thinking about how that could've been me and how I let her go. The wedding quickly became the talk of the locker room especially once a date was decided and invites were sent out it was supposed to be a perfect day and so far it has been. 

Soon enough everyone was seated and music began to play as everyone entered the venue at the end of the train y/n walked down the aisle with her dad. She looked like an angel her dress was pretty much moulded to her body and her makeup was just perfect. You could've told me she was a model and I would've beloved you she looked that amazing. She had a big smile on her face as she saw Gavi at the other end of the aisle with tears in his eyes which reminded me that I'm just here as a guest and she's not smiling at me. As the ceremony went on their smiles only got bigger and then it got to the part where they say their vows and there I wasn't a dry eye in the room. Most were crying because of how beautiful the words were but I was crying because I was thinking about what I would've said to her or what she would've said to me if it were us in this situation. 

Once the ceremony was over I had to find somewhere else to go to get myself together I thought I'd be ok and I would be over my feelings by now but I guess I'm not. If only I'd been brave enough to stay with her when I wanted to focus on football this could've been us. She could've moved to Barcelona with me and then she wouldn't have met Gavi that day in the cafe and who knows where we would've been. It doesn't matter what could've been because it's not going to happen it's time to accept that she will never be mine again and be happy for her and Gavi as they start a life together. 

[the-fictive-haven]

So here we are with yet another all-call for fictives, introjects, kins and the like from the Sonic the Hedgehog universe! Because guess what? I've been gaining my canon memories back!! Mainly searching for my canonmates but any sourcemates are so welcome to interact :)

I'll leave a description of myself/my memories and my story below the break! If you happen to remember me or anything sounds familiar, please please please shoot us a message! Especially Sage or Ivo please I miss you guys ;-;

Hi! In this life I go by Yami. I don't remember my original name, sadly. I am the twin or younger sister of the late Maria Robotnik. I share many of her physical features - blue eyes, blonde hair, fair skin, and so on, - and was blessed enough to be born perfectly healthy and never contract the same illness as my sister. I stayed on the ARK voluntarily to be by her side and wanted to help our grandpa (Dr. Gerald) search for a cure for her.

He experimented on me. I don't recall many details of this, but it undeniably happened. As a naive kid I had no idea what was truly going on, I trusted him blindly. I would turn out to be the precursor - and catalyst - of Project Shadow, after breakthroughs in working with alien DNA brought about new opportunities for research. I was given a prototype of what would become known as inhibitor rings and told never to take them off or the consequences would be dire.

I would aid Dr. Gerald in his work on Project Shadow, quickly becoming attached to the new lifeform and beginning to doubt the morality of what we were doing. But I was a kid. I couldn't do anything about it. All I could do was reach out to Shadow once he finally gained consciousness and offer support, which I did. All of my time was spent with him or looking after Maria.

Of course all good things must come to an end. Long story short, ARK raid, G.U.N. bad, lost my sister and Shadow and I were separated. Gerald had a plan to preserve the three of us but the execution was very botched, and I was the only one successfully secured and placed in stasis while my best friend was carted off to prison island. Fast forward somewhere between 45 and 50 years, a certain blue hedgehog stumbles across me and wakes me up. He was cool and all, but the moment I met Ivo I knew who I'd end up siding with. Don't get me wrong, I'm not "evil", but hey.. another Robotnik, another curious and ambitious scientist who might be just a little crazy. We clicked, what can I say?

From then on I'd live with Ivo in his lair, helping out like I did for gramps. I was sort of a neutral force here. I didn't hurt anyone or let anyone be hurt. I sided with Ivo but ultimately became friends with Team Sonic as well. And then, we discovered Shadow was in fact alive, and busted in in what was essentially a giant middle finger to the people who'd taken so much from us, taking my best friend back.

(something something Sonic Forces, don't remember that part of the timeline and I'm not sure it actually happened)

Then the time comes for Ivo and I to make a trip to the Starfall Islands to do some investigating around the ancient ruins there, and some cyberspace shenanigans ensue. I may or may not have gotten a little distracted by the Koco (they're adorable, okay?) before running into Sage, who'd already encountered Sonic doing Sonic things and activated the Titan Giganto.

God I miss Sage. Naturally we were on the same team, trying to save Ivo from cyberspace (and prevent the world ending big bad from doing world ending big bad things). She was the smartest, sweetest, most curious AI, and while she followed her directive strictly we got along fine.

Then we get to Sonic trying to take down the Titan. Spoiler alert, it's stronger than it was in the game. He almost fucking dies. But seeing him get hurt flipped some kind of switch in me. Remember the inhibitors I mentioned earlier? For the first time in years, I cast them aside, recklessly following the voice of instinct inside that told me I needed to do something. And holy hell, I'm powerful. It was really exhausting though, I could only really maintain control long enough to stop Sonic from becoming a hedgehog pancake on the ground and retreat before passing out. Sage found my rings and I had them back on as soon as possible. See, they work differently than Shadow's; they suppress whatever abilities I have completely rather than regulating it. And yes that was an intentional move by the doctor. He didn't want anyone finding out he'd shoved black arms DNA into his human grandkid for obvious reasons. But I digress.

The last thing I remember chronologically there is gradually exploring my powers there on Kronos Island. I was terrified, not gonna lie. But Sonic has a way of putting people at ease. god I miss him too. In what felt like no time I was learning to control and use my new abilities. I could move pretty damn fast! Not as fast as him of course, but it was fun to try. That's such a beautifully fond memory of mine, it makes me so happy to think about.

And there you have it, basically everything I remember about my past life. Sourcemates, canonmates, please I am begging you our messages are open and we will give you our discord! Just ask! Thank you <3

[cringefailvox]

15, 17, 19 for the meme! Dealer’s choice! You can do the same fic for all three or you can do different ones, whichever is the most interesting. (Aka I can’t pick… you have so many tasty fics.)

15. talk about the characters' struggles & how you decided on those.

sometimes you scrape and sink so low

this fic let me dig my teeth into husk for the first (and hopefully not the last) time!! a missing scene post-ep5 because i've been thinking about the hallway scene ever since i watched it and feeling CRAZY. i earnestly believe that husk and alastor consider each other friends of a sort, even despite the soul ownership, and so this fic delves into husk struggling with the aftermath of alastor betraying him like that -- he thought he'd known the rules, known how to play the game, and here alastor goes overturning the board on him in a way he never had before. it was a profound breach in the status quo between them that leaves husk rattled and hurt. but alastor doesn't want that either; he wants husk to respect him, but he doesn't want husk to genuinely fear him, at least not in any personal sense -- being afraid of the radio demon mythos is one thing, but he truly doesn't want husk to take the hallway incident as their new normal.

i'm so endlessly fascinated by their dynamic mostly because of how ooc that scene feels. as in, neither of them are at their best: alastor is stressed and irritated out of his mind already from lucifer's presence + husk does what he does best and instantly zeroes in on someone's sorest spot to drive his point home = alastor violently lashing out at him in a way we've never seen him do before. it sucks! husk was just trying to look out for him! but we knew that conversation was never going to go well. this fic was definitely a lot of wish-fulfillment for me skjfghjkfd i really wish we'd gotten some kind of resolution with them in canon.

17. talk about the fic's ending. why did you end it where you did?

The Diving Bell

after a sweet and sappy closing scene, vaggie ends with a note of defeatism -- she'll tell charlie the truth about what she is someday, if charlie ever asks, but until then, she'll savor what she has until it's inevitably taken away from her. it's a bummer sentiment but it felt true to vaggie's character; she hates herself so deeply and so strongly that she's convinced charlie would hate her too if she knew the Truth -- the big, ugly truth at the core of her that makes her unworthy of anything but being useful to charlie. she knows it's inevitable that the truth will get out someday, but she isn't optimistic about how it'll go. so i wanted to end this fic on that feeling of mixed happiness/dread, where vaggie thinks she knows how this story will end, but intends to cherish what she has while she's allowed to keep it. girl let's get you so much therapy.

19. while editing, did you kill any darlings? what were they?

dragging its tail in the sea

i had to rewrite one section of this like three times to make it flow well and sadly had to cut this hilarious line:

it was just a touch too bitchy for the melancholy tone and i couldn't get it to connect to the rest of the scene, but man it still makes me giggle. and who knows, someday you all might get to see it given a new home in static shock since i gave bird custody

[ooapple-greaseoo]

Thundering Drums

I don't know how to feel right now. I haven't ever been a big KISS fan because I was born in 2006 and never felt a strong connection with the band. I didn't know any songs besides "I was made for loving you" and I didn't even know any of the band members names. However, now as of March 2024 I learned more about KISS not because of the band but because of a person who was in the band. The first band members name i ever learned was Eric Carr's name. I guess much like other people they felt a connection with him. I felt that when i started watching videos of him goofing off (I wasn't even listening to any of the music he made/helped make. I was purely just watching for who he was as a person). I don't feel that type of connection with any other band members like you won't be seeing me actively reading a Gene Simmons biography because I want too. Eric Carr just seemed so human. He was such a good guy and I may not have met him but hearing stories about him...I kinda miss the guy you know? How could I miss someone I never had the chance to meet? Even as I'm sitting here crying while writing this every so often glancing at the picture of Eric Carr on the face of my own copy of "The Eric Carr Story" I feel like I need to make this post. I wrote this type of post before I read the book but it sadly got deleted. However, after reading the book in basically one day I feel compelled to rewrite it to get my own emotions and feelings out. One thing I wrote in the previous post that stood out was that I said I felt empty. I get like that sometimes when I get so vested into a person its like I lose a part of myself. So I was feeling very hollow before I read the book. But now after reading the book I feel like I gave that part of myself to Eric Carr and he sorta handed me back this piece of hope and confidence to keep going with my life to strive for better things. I think for me at least Eric Carr is the best drummer in the world not just for his skill but also for who he was as a person. He is definitely one of my role models now to strive to be remembered as someone who did something. I don't cry a lot it's not who I am but when i read the book and write this post I'm crying. It really shows how in such little of a time that I've learned of Eric Carr how much he grew on me and influenced me. I'm very glad I had the chance to learn about him through the people who loved him like his family, Carrie Stevens, and the many people who befriended him. I hope no one forgets who he was and what he's done for everyone.

Keep Rock n Rollin, Izzy

Shout out to @spacefoxy and many other fans for posting so much amazing Eric Carr content. I think it helps a lot of people in many different ways.

P.S I won't speak on my own feelings of KISS the band and who they are now and what they did while Eric Carr was sick and dying. But I hope their happy because I think at the end of the day Eric would have wanted them to be happy too.

"But this too is true: stories can save us."- Tim O'brien (The Things They Carried)

[featherstorm2004]

All For One's death

I am a little confused at some of the disappointment I've seen directed at the latest chapter or well chapters, more at how Horikoshi has handled All For One. Because, I don't see how this could have gone differently given the current circumstances but to organise my thoughts I will start with the first arguments I've been seeing.

"I am upset that All For One went out the way he did"

This one I can kind of understand since with the reveal of his backstory, he has successfully (in my eyes) become one of the most complex and well thought out characters in bnha. However, due to the fact that it was revealed so late it meant that for the people who had just gotten attached to him or the people who had been craving this character development for a long time, it meant we had a short time to enjoy it and his character fully before he died.

And that kinda sucks and I get that, I wish that this backstory was revealed sooner like I would have had it revealed in the vigilante arc where Deku was exploring why villains are the way they are, maybe we could have had both All For One and Yoichi narrate it as Deku was getting used to his vestiges and Shigaraki and All For One were fused. But I understand why that didn't happen since it was clear that Horikoshi was experiencing burnout after writing the monster of an arc that was the war, plus I'm pretty sure he was dealing with a new editor/manager which couldn't have been fun.

In a perfect world Horikoshi would've taken a nice long break after the war arc and then started working on the next arcs but sadly that didn't happen. But I'm happy we got this backstory at all since it's clear he's been rushing to finish the manga as soon as possible (which I can't blame him for) and I'm glad to see he cared enough about All For One as a character to make it crystal clear why he is the way he is and that despite everything that he is in fact human.

As for the people who are mad that he's not the main villain, I'm not really sure what to tell you. Yes he is a really cool character/villain and it might have been cool to see him in all his big bad glory but this has never been his story; it's been stated over and over again that All For One and by extension All Might's time in the limelight is over, this is Deku and Shigaraki's story not theirs. Since the beginning it's been made abundantly clear that bnha is a story about successors and the legacies they carry and if you wanted a story about their predecessors then you're reading the wrong manga.

Which brings me to the next complaint I've heard, people that are upset that All For One was included in the first place.

I can understand this to a point, I too was upset when All For One barged in and tried to steal Shigaraki's thunder, it was frustrating I can admit that. But I also wasn't too surprised after all it was an incredibly in character thing for All For One to do and Horikoshi needed a believable way to handicap Shigaraki so the hero's had the slightest chance of winning, and vestiges had already been long established in this world.

But most importantly there needed to be a reason for Deku to believe that Shigaraki needed saving and to want to do so in the first place, and being forcefully possessed by the most evil man in history is a pretty good motivation to save someone.

And to be honest there was no way that Horikoshi could get away with not using All For One at all after there had been so many hints and foreshadowing to him eventually breaking out of prison, people would have lost their minds if he had never been included. Especially after he had been built up as this master manipulator who had warped Shigaraki's mind for years and had been pulling the strings of Japans underworld for a century.

It would've been seen as the worlds biggest missed opportunity so, I think Horikoshi handled it the best way he could've whilst keeping the integrity of his characters and the main theme's of the story intact.

And I think it was probably for the best that we spent that time deconstructing the myth that was the villain All For One because in my eyes he really didn't fit in the world of bnha; which has spent it's entire story exploring how people aren't born good or evil and that bad people can choose to change if they want to and that good people can also do bad things. So, to have this pure evil villain who was just born that way didn't really mesh well with the tone and message of the story, he needed to be brought down a peg or two to be made more human in order to fit in and I think Horikoshi succeeded in that.

Now that I'm thinking about it, that's probably the reason I never cared for All For One at the start as I could sense that he didn't belong in this world. And I didn't start getting invested in him until he started falling apart because suddenly he made sense in the narrative, but that's just my opinion. I'm not saying that pure evil villains can't be fun or thematically appropriate, just not for this story.

But yeah those are my thoughts of All For One's death at the moment I'll probably do more meta's about it later but I wanted to respond to the complaints I've been seeing.

[atlasscrumpit]

Platonic Bucky x reader

Interrogation

Steve watched Tony try to break the Hydra Agent, but he could tell he was getting nowhere.

He stepped out and groaned.

"Shield has trained professionals for this shit, yet we have to deal with it. She won't talk." Tony said as Bucky looked through the double sided glass and stared at you.

"Let me try." He grumbled as Tony and Steve looked at him in shock.

"Hell no, you'll trigger each other and we'll have two hydra agents to deal with." Tony said as Steve thought for a bit.

"Look, I've been in Hydra. I know how this works, I know how they train them. Let me in there and I'll get her to crack and give up the information." Bucky suggested making Steve sigh softly.

"Okay, it's all we've got to go on. But, as soon as I see either of you about to blow up, I'm stepping in." Steve said as Bucky nodded.

He walked into the interrogation room and you glanced up at him.

"Y/N, I never heard about you in Hydra, I've never heard your field name either. So, that must mean you didn't have a very big part to play." He says as he sits down and stares at you.

You keep your head down.

"Don't feel like talking, doll? That's okay, how about I talk for you?" He said as your jaw tightened.

"So, here's what I think happened in Hydra. One of the agents found you as a kid, had a tiny bit of a heard left and decided they take you home and train you from an early age. But, it didn't really stick, after countless punishments they finally got you to obey. Unfortunately you weren't as strong as the other soldiers so they mainly used you as an on field medic, barely being able to fight for yourself. But, I think you were okay with that because who ever your handler was in Hydra, you loved him." He said as he saw you tense up.

"I think you cared about him and you didn't care how many times you got hurt, all that matters was his praise and affection. Do you want to tell me who that was?" He said as you stayed tense but didn't say anything.

"Come on, doll. I know you know his real name, you probably said it a lot when you were begging him for mercy or maybe you cried out his name when he would have his way with you?" He said as you snapped and slammed your hand down on the table.

"Shut up!" You screamed as he chuckled a little.

"Name, now." He demanded as you felt your body shake slightly.

"Agent Ray Morgan." You grumbled as he smiled.

"Good girl." He praised seeing a small positive reaction from you.

"I'm sorry I had to be so harsh on you. Do you want some water?" He asked as you nodded a little.

"Alright, stay here for me." He said before he left.

"Well, props to you, Barnes. Think you can get a few more things from her?" Tony asked, Bucky nodded and crossed his arms.

"She's a lower agent, which means she was brainwashed to always follow someone above her, now that I've asserted dominance and let her know she's safe, she'll tell me what I need to know." Bucky said as Steve and Tony nodded.

After a few minutes Bucky came back and gave you a water bottle.

"I don't want to go to prison..." You whispered as he looked at you sadly.

"How old are you?" He asked, as you took a sip of the water.

"I'm 22." You replied as he did his best to hide his shock, you were just a kid.

"If you tell me what I need to know, I'll do my best to help your situation, okay?" He said as you looked up and nodded.

"Okay."

--

You had cooperated with Bucky and answered all of his questions.

He left you in the cell as he spoke to a few Shield agents.

"We're taking her to the Raft, she'll serve her prison sentence there. She's too dangerous for any other prison." One said as Bucky's eyes widened.

"But, she barely even has any kills. I have more than her and you let me go and become an Avenger. Why not her?" Bucky asked as they chuckled.

"That's because you had Captain America on your side, this kid doesn't have anyone. No one to miss her when she's gone." The man said as Bucky clenched his jaw.

"Buck, this is the best option for her. She's dangerous and we can't just accept every Hydra agent into the avengers." Steve said as Bucky nodded sadly.

The agents went in and grabbed you roughly as you tried to fight against them.

"We're taking you to the Raft." The agent grumbled as you scream, you saw Bucky and tried to get to him.

"You promised! You said you would help me!" You screamed as him as he looked at you sadly.

"Let me go!" You screamed as Bucky turned away and they quickly sedated you.

A million thoughts ran through his head before he turned around.

"Wait!" Bucky shouted as everyone looked at him.

"Leave her here, I'll talk to Fury." Bucky grumbled to the agents as they laughed.

"Bucky, this isn't a good idea." Steve said as Tony stopped him.

"Agents, listen to Sargent Barnes. We'll handle her." Tony interrupted as the agents dropped your unconscious body to the ground and walked away.

Bucky rushed up to you to check you were okay.

"I'm sorry, I couldn't do it. I could see it, I could see how much they tortured her. She's just a kid, she deserves a chance." Bucky whispered as he gently picked you up.

"Take her up to the infirmary, then we'll talk to Fury." Tony said as Bucky nodded.

When he made it up to the infirmary he made sure to update Bruce on what was happening and made sure to restrain you to the bed.

--

After three hours you woke up from the sedative, you groaned as you looked around.

Your eyes landed on Bucky beside you.

"What happened?" You muttered as Bucky looked up and smiled.

"I'm sorry I even thought about letting them take you to the raft. You're right, I said I would help you, and I'm going to. We talked to Fury and he agreed to let you live here and let me train you. So, I'm basically your handler but not in the creepy Hydra way." He said making you chuckle softly.

"You seem a lot nicer than anyone in Hydra." You replied making him smile softly.

"You deserve a shot at life, doll. And I'm going to stay true to my word and try to give that to you." He said holding onto your hand making you smile softly.

"Thank you, Bucky."

[sublimecatgalaxy]

I really loved loved loved loved loved your Dangerous Woman fic (I miss when Euphoria was so hyped) so I wanted to request a Fezco x dealer!reader?

I just think it's so badass and hot- ugh. Love it.

Oh thank you so much for your kind words! I've been getting so much love lately from my anons- I literally love all of you. Dangerous Woman is one of my favorite fics too, I love it with all of my heart- it's my baby.

"You again?" Fez asks, stepping further past me and into my apartment with an exasperated sigh and I smirk, taking a second to peak out into the night, making sure he wasn't followed or tagged.

"Nice to see you too, Fezco." I chuckle, locking the door before turning to look at him with a simple tilt of my head.

It's been almost two months since we've seen each other, normally seeing each other in business type situations but the last interaction was anything but business. I can still feel the way that his hands felt against my hips, the way his lips felt against mine and- based on the look in his eyes as he stares at me from across the room- I can tell he feels it too.

"Since your punk of a brother killed my boss, I've had to step up and put on my big boy pants." I toy with the waistband of my sweatpants teasingly as I step up to my table, slipping down into the seat before motioning for him to sit down across from me. He does what I say and splays his hands out on the table in front of me, further distracting my mind from the wads of cash and drugs strewn out across the table.

"Yeah, well they suit you." He flirts with a sheepish blush on his cheeks.

"Thanks, big boy." I sigh, clasping my hands beneath my chin. "So what can I do for you today?"

"I need you to spot me some molly. There's a fuckin' party tonight and Ash wants to sell." He explains and I scoff, looking around expectantly.

"Why isn't Ash here then?"

"I think he's afraid of you." Fez laughs, leaning back in his chair as his knees spread tantalizingly, my eyes trying so desperately to not look down at his thighs that I've spent so much time thinking about.

"Really?" I ask with a cute tilt of my head.

"Damn right." He nods with a proud smile, crossing his arms across his chest as my mouth waters, eyes tracing the dips of his biceps. "As he should be. You're fucking scary, man." Fez scoffs and my brows raise, my aching heart swelling with pride at his compliment.

He's not a man of many words so when his words kind and thoughtful, it means something.

"Yeah well, there's not many female dealers out there. I need to give them a name." I explain but he just shakes his head, understanding that Lori and I are the only ones around here who are even recognized as actually accredited dealers and not just random 'bits of ass' used by the male dealers.

Yes, I've actually been called that.

"You're doing a damn good job." I forget for a moment, after looking into his eyes for too long, that he's here for business and that he's, sadly, not here to flatter me like he would probably like to.

"Thanks Fezco." I smile, eyes flickering away from his own so he can't see right through my tough exterior into the interior that's completely and utterly soft for him (and his little brother though you'd never catch me admitting that. "I can spot you some molly. On one condition."

"Anythin', I'm desperate, dude." He leans towards me, biceps stretching the fabric of his t-shirt in a way that has my head spinning, my previous snarky comment thrown out the window. Fucking ass.

"You owe me dinner." I stutter out, clearing my throat to disguise the crack in my voice. Fez's eyebrows sky rocket, a cocky smile slipping across his lips and he nods as if he's processing.

"Is that right?" He teases and I immediately roll my eyes, trying to brush his joking demeanor off and I prepare myself for possible rejections. "You like Chinese?" His questions, though, restores all anxiety that I had in that brief moment of insecurity, my eyes widening in excitement.

"Of course I do." I respond breathlessly, pushing bags full of molly across the table towards him and he sends me a wink.

"I'll pick you up at eight."

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[juliette-cai-enthusiast]

Ok Here's my Big Long Rant About Chloe Gong's Books

So I discovered These Violent Delights towards the end of 2021, just before Our Violent Ends came out. My ex-girlfriend recommended it (funny enough she also got me into Taylor Swift. She was super toxic and later cheated on me but she had pretty good taste all around) and I had heard of it before so I decided to give it a shot. I settled into bed that night, planning to read a chapter or two, and three hours later, I had finished the book and probably almost screeched at the cliffhanger, and then began the agonizing wait (it probably wasn't more than a month, but still) for OVE.

The entire time, I could not stop thinking about how much I loved these characters. The relationships seemed authentic and fleshed-out and every character was so unique, and it was just so well-written. I especially remember being completely obsessed with Juliette (hence the username) and loving Benedikt and Marshall, although I was so so worried it was going to be queerbait.

When OVE came out, I got it out of the library and once again read it one night. This time, I was in tears by the end. To this day, only 2 books have made me cry (the other being They Both Die at the End) and OVE is the only one that has made me cry every time. They became my new obsession almost instantaneously, and when Foul Lady Fortune was announced, I was completely ecstatic.

When FLF was released, I went to the book tour and actually got to meet Chloe Gong. I was fangirling out of my entire mind and was probably super embarassing, but she was super funny and down-to-earth. I cried (again) in the parking lot as soon as I stepped outside. A few months later, she announced Last Violent Call, and when I found out that Roma and Juliette were alive, I actually fell on the floor. I went to the Immortal Longings book tour, although I sadly couldn't go to the FHH one, and I'm currently scheming up ways to get tickets for Vilest Things (Miss Chloe, please come to Philly again, I don't know if I can drag my mom to New York twice).

There are so many reasons why this series is so unebelievably important to me. First of all, the queer representation is honestly unlike anything I've ever seen. The queer characters are fully fleshed out and have personalities and arcs outside of their queer identities, but their queerness is also not a footnote or shoved in for "diversity points." When Benmars became canon and got their "Because I love you!" moment I was in complete shock--I honestly hadn't allowed myself to hope for it to happen. As the queer representation carried over into FLF, I just grew more and more overjoyed with this series. These books also came to me right when I needed them. LVC particularly came out during a very difficult and stressful time in my life, where my mental health was very bad. I remember thinking to myself all week, "Just hold on until LVC comes out," and it really helped me push through that period of time.

Chloe Gong was also pretty much a realization of my dreams. I knew I wanted to be an author for a while, but I really had no idea how to get there. I always thought, "Go to college for something you don't entirely hate, get a real job for about 10 years, then you can start publishing books." Seeing someone only a few years older than me with the same dreams as mine succeed in bringing them to life has been almost a lifeline over the years. I'm no longer as scared of what my future holds, or whether or not I'll be happy with my life. I honestly read her blog posts about her publishing journey probably once a month, just to keep myself motivated, because if she can do it, so will I.

So thank you so much @chloegong for this amazing world you have created. These books really mean the world to me and have brought so many amazing people into my life, and I can't imagine who I would be without them. This is way too long and way too personal, but I just reread FHH and was deep in the SS feels, so I had to get it all out there.

[rand0mfangurlstuff]

Sing Yourself to Sleep - Part Six - Bucky x Y/N - Secret Love Song

This part has been my favourite to write so far, which is why it is the longest. And this song is actually what inspired the series. Based on Secret Love Song by Little Mix feat. Jason Derulo.

Some people say this song is actually an LGBT anthem, I feel that more so for the version with just Little Mix. In this version Derulo clearly sings 'Nobody knows, I'm in love with someone's baby.' So I take it to be that this version is more about an affair type situation. Music is always up to interpretation, so if you feel the song is about something different, that's okay. Anyways, Enjoy!

Bucky was sad, and angry, maybe mostly angry. He had been offered a weekend pass to go to London, but he didnt want to go. He did want to go, but not without her. He could picture it clear as day, walking through Hyde Park hand in hand, sitting in a cosy little pub with their arms around each other. Nobody would know them, nobody would know that she was married to another man, people would just see a soldier and a girl, his girl. Then at night, oh boy at night... Bucky imagined all the ways he would show her his undying love for her. The way he would touch and kiss her. It would be heaven.

Sadly his fantasy would stay just that. There was no way she could come with him. He would go alone, spend his days in a bar alone and his nights in bed alone. While she would be in bed with her husband.

Today was Tuesday, and Bucky had one more mission tomorrow before his weekend pass commenced. This was a big one, more planes going up at once than they ever had before. It was dangerous from what the CO's were saying. A lot of the men were nervous, Bucky didnt have time to be nervous when his thoughts were consumed by Y/N.

As with every mission they were treated to a big breakfast the morning of. Bucky walked into the mess hall to see Y/N laying out muffins for everyone. He walked up to her, eyeing the selection of baked goods. 'You always make such tasty treats.' She jumped, not realising he was behind her. 'Good morning, Major. What tickles your fancy today? Blueberry? Or Raspberry?' He looked at her, with the ost sinful of looks. He was undressing her with his eyes. 'You know exactly what I fancy.' She looked around to make sure nobody was within earshot. 'Someone might hear you!' she whisper-yelled. 'Its fine, nobodys listening. All too worried about todays mission.' She suddenly looked worried too, like she had forgotten the reason for such a spread of food until now.

'Are you nervous?' she looked up at him. 'Ah I'll be fine doll, don't worry about me. If you want though, I could use a good luck kiss..' he winked at her. She once again looked to make sure nobody was listening. 'Our closet? Thirty minutes?' 'Its a date. Or as close to a date as I can take you' He looked almost sad as he said it. He went to sit down next to Buck, ignoring his judging look.

Thirty minutes later they were in the supply closet kissing. Bucky wished he didn't have to be crammed into this tiny space, but it was the only way he could touch her or hold her. 'I'm going to miss you.' She said between kisses. 'I'll only be gone a day doll. How you gonna manage a hole weekend?' 'Weekend?' she said confused. 'Uh yeah, I've got a weekend pass, going to London for some R'n'R as they say... I'd love to take you with me.' She looked down, unable to meet his gaze even in the dark closet. 'You know I want to, but I can't.' He took her chin in his hands, forcing her to look at him. 'I know Y/N, a man can only dream of getting to spend a whole day nevermind a weekend with you. Maybe someday.' 'Someday.' she said half-heartedly.

The men left no more than an hour later. Y/N busied herself by baking. She figured the men would want something sweet when they came home. And they would come home. She settled on vanilla cupcakes with chocolate frosting. She baked six dozen cupcakes. Perhaps a little too many, but when she was baking she could pretend she wasnt anxiously waiting for her secret lover to return from a deadly mission. When she had baked all she could, she returned to her quarters. She decided to take a bath, shave her legs, style her hair and redo her makeup. I want to look nice for when Bucky returns. Not that it would matter, its not like she could run to him when he stepped out of the plane. She wouldnt be able to be anywhere near him, less she cause suspicion. Unless...

She walked up to the control tower where Albert and the other CO's were waiting for the planes to fly in. They were due back in around twenty minutes. Albert noticed her standing in the doorway, 'Hello sweetheart, what are you doing here?' He gave her a kiss on the cheek. She showed him the cupcakes she had brought with her. 'I made far too many, thought you boys might like some.' 'Thanks darling, oh chocolate!' As Y/N put the plate down in the middle of the table, Albert and the other men each took a cupcake. She sat talking to Albert and the other CO's until suddenly the sound of planes filled the air.

She watched one by one as the planes rolled in, mechanics and medics meeting them on the tarmac. 'How many do you count?' asked Albert. 'Eleven. Were missing five.' Harding replied. Please let Bucky be okay. Please. Then she saw him. Behing helped out of the plane. He was covered in blood. Oh no.

The flak had been more intense than Bucky had ever witnessed before. Five planes went down, with many more experiencing heavy damage and injured men. They barely made it out alive. He looked worse than he was though, A piece of flak had embedded itself in Bucky's shoulder. The doctors told him if it had just been a few inched over, it would have hit his heart and he'd be gone. He was covered in blood, most of it wasnt his though. Murph got hit pretty bad, Bucky did all he could to try stop the bleeding. He still wasn't sure if his friend was in the land of the living or not. All he wanted to do was ask for Y/N, tell someone to go find her. But he couldnt. The nurses woud wonder why he was so insistant on seeing the Colonel's wife.

Once he was checked over and stitched up, a nurse offered to take him to the washroom to get rid of the blood he was still covered in. He insisted he go alone however, wanting time to himself.

After some time, Y/N was desperate to get to the infirmary to check on Bucky. She didn't know how to go down there without causing suspicion. She then remembered the cupcakes. She could take some to the injured, the nurses would appreciate them too. She quickly excused herself from the controll tower, went back to the kitchen to grab another tray of cupcakes and made her way to the infirmary.

When she arrived, it was only slightly chaotic. Most of the injuries had been taken care of, the men resting. She went to the nurses station. Looking around her frantically, nowing she couldnt ask about Bucky specifically. She then saw a nurse changing the sheets on a bed, a bed covered in blood. Her thoughts ran wild. Oh no, he didnt make it. 'Mrs Clarke, what a lovely suprise.' it was a nurse, Marie, she thought her name was. 'I.. I wanted to bring some treats down to you all. Lift the mood.' 'Oh they look delicious. Thank you!' Just then another nurse walked up to Marie. 'Marie, where's Major Egan?' 'Oh he's in the washroom, insisted he go alone.' Thank God. 'Go check on him will you? Last thing we need is someone passing out in the washroom.' The older nurse replied before walking off. 'I best get back to work Mrs. Clarke, thanks again for the cupcakes.' With that the nurse walked away in the direction of the wash room.

She knew she shouldn't, it was risky, but she had to. She followed Nurse Marie to the washroom. She watched from around a corner as the nurse went inside, no sooner had she came in than she left again. Once she was gone, Y/N made her way in. The washroom was small, just two shower stalls with a curtain each and a basin on the other side of the wall. 'John?' she called out to him. 'I said I'm fine!' she shouted back. 'John, its me, Y/N.' His head poked out from behind the shower curtain, 'Y/N? What are you doing here?' She came further into the room, just the shower curtain separating them. 'Are you okay? I was so worried! I saw you come out of the plane, and you were covered in blood..' 'I'm fine doll. Got hit in the shoulder but I'm okay, most of it wasnt my blood. I didn't realise you were there when we landed.' 'I was in the control tower with Albert. It was the only way I could see you without rousing suspicion.'

That's the way it would always be. He would never get off a plane and see her standing there ready to run into his arms, he could never kiss her in the officers club the way other men kissed their red cross girls. It would always be cloak and dagger, hiding from the world. He wanted to badly to hold her, have her touch soothe away his aches and pains. 'Join me.' he said softly. She was taken aback 'Bucky, I can't... I shouldnt even be in here someone could walk in at any moment.' The look on his face near broke her. 'Please doll, I need you.' He pulled back the curtain, revealing himself to her. She could see his stitched up shoulder, the bruises along his chest and ribs. He still looked like a Greek god. His eyes were pained, silently begging her for comfort. She slowly unbuttoned her blouse, stepping out of her shoes and letting her skirt drop to her feet. She undid her bra, pushing her panties to the floor. He looked at her in awe. Like an angel ready to guide him to heaven. It was the first time they had actually seen eachother fully naked; every other encounter they had was rushed in dark spaces, most clothing remaining on. 'You're beautiful.' he said softly. He held out his hand to her, she took it and stepped inside the shower with him, letting the warm water wash over her.

Arms around eachother, her head on his chest , they stood there silently. No words were needed. Most of the blood had been washed away, except for a few stubborn bits where it had dried in. She took the washcloth and some soap, gently moving the cloth over him, careful not to hurt him. 'That feels nice.' he whispered. Whispered, as if he was afraid any sudden movements or loud noises would shatter the dream he was in.

His dream was shattered when the door to the washroom opened. Y/N panicked, backing herself into the corner of the shower as if it could somehow swallow her. 'Bucky? You okay in there?' It was Gale Cleven. 'Yeah.. Yeah I'm all good Buck. Just relaxing.' Bucky shouted back. 'You've been in there a long time..' Buck replied. Bucky shouted, perhaps a little too forcefully; 'Dammit Buck I said I'm fine!' 'Alright, if you say so...' Buck's voice trailed off as he left the room, but not before he noticed that not all the clothing lying on the floor belonged to Bucky.

'Oh god, that was close.' Y/N breathed a sigh of relief. 'I wish we didn't have to hide from him like this.' Bucky replied sullenly. 'I know, me too. But its the only way.' Bucky looked at her, he wanted to shout to the whole world that she was his. 'Come to London with me.' he said suddenly. 'What? Bucky how on earth could I-' 'It will be great! A whole weekend of just me and you, no hiding, no stolen moments in closets. Just me and you.' She could see the desperation in his eyes. 'I would love that, but what would I tell Bertie?' 'I don't know, I don't know anything. I just want to be with you.'

They had left not long after, Y/N drying her hair and quickly running back to her quarters, Bucky leaving a few moments later. Bucky was told to stay in the infirmary overnight so they could keep an eye on his stitches. He wasnt best pleased. He had too much time to sit and think, think about her, think about her and her husband. It killed Bucky that Y/N was lying next to him at night while Bucky lied in a small infirmary bed. Y/N was torn. She wanted so badly to go with Bucky to London, but knew it was next to impossible. She was afraid Albert was starting to sense something was off, he asked her 'Are you okay dear?' more often than she could count. It was when she was once again baking enough muffins for the whole air force that she had the idea...

Bucky lay in his army-issued pajamas in the infirmary. He had hardly slept and was in a crabby mood, most of the nurses were avoiding him. Then he heard a nurse speaking not too far away. 'Mrs. Clarke! Back again? With more muffins oh how kind of you!' 'Well I once again baked a little too many, and I thought you nurses as well as your patients might like some.' 'Oh thats so thoughtful. I'll hand them round later.' the nurse said. 'Oh no, I can do it, its no trouble.' Before the nurse could protest Y/N was making her way round the infirmary handing out muffins.

She reached Bucky's bed and his face lit up. 'Hello Gorgeous.' he said smiling. Y/N kept looking around incase someone was listening. 'Major Egan, how are you feeling today?' 'I'm much better for seeing you.' he said with a wink. Y/N moved closer to him lowering her tone, 'Someone might hear you! I've brought muffins, it was the only reason I could think of to come see you.' She handed him a muffin, he held onto her hand far longer than necessary, the muffin placed between their hands. He stroked her hand with his thumb. Once again afraid of getting caught, she wiggled her hand from his grip. Hi face turned down in dissapointment. 'You better get going, I'm sure you still have plenty of those to pass 'round.' He said, avoiding eye contact. 'Yeah you're right, but I cant leave without knowing what time our train leaves tomorrow.' He looked up in shock, certain he had missheard her. 'Our train?' he asked hopefully.

'Yes, our train. I've found a way to come with you. We're going to London Major, together.'