#oops val made an au

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These purple guys sure are being put in situations!

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Concerning the media overlords au:

First of all: I love it! Thank you for sharing the idea with us <33

Second: Does Alastor live in the tower with the other Vees? And does Alastor still move into the hotel? If yes, on a scale of one to absolutely how sad/pissed/jealous is Vox after receiving this info?

3. I'd like to imagine Velvette's fingers are constantly itching to get ahold of that handsome deer man, who doesn't know how to dress himself properly or trendy, and give his wardrobe an upgrade. Could you imagine this happening? (Maybe with lots of alcohol involved. So that he would at least temporarily let her experiment with his clothes. Bonus points if she is able to take picture too. Vox would obviously make himself some copies for.. private reasons...) Do you see my vision?? Can you see it??

4. Can Vox convince Alastor to do more audio features within their network? Like podcasts or interviews and the like? Or are they just screams as well? (I recently discovered a podcast about cooking, where each week they talk about one ingredient and explain a recipe with it. I think this would fit Alastor's preferences very well.. tho the ingredients might not be as commonly used now that I think about it... anyhow... now I can't stop thinking about Hannibal and Alastor hosting a food podcast.. oops.. sorry, but not really)

5. You mentioned that Husk still works in his casino, if he isn't needed. Do you have any headcanons for Niffty's whereabouts?

Anyway that's all for now! Have a lovely day/night! <33

p.s. Sorry if this ask is intrusive. For some questions it's pretty clear that I've already imagined something for myself that may or may not fit with your vision of this au. If you feel like I overstepped, feel free to ignore this or send me an alastor_fuck_u. gif :D

Im am very happy to have questions asked! You have no idea how many ideas i have and dont know what to do with xD

I'd love to see other peoples headcanons and ideas for this universe, if anyone does anything for it then please tag me so i can see ^^

This is gonna get long so I've put it under a read more

2: No one is really sure if he lives there or just works there. He HAS his own suite in the tower, but he's not always there when they go look for him, and not being able to find him is very a common occurrence, made more frustrating because he refuses to carry or awnser the mobile phone they forced on him. He hangs around in the common areas like the kitchen and living room sometimes. And if they do manage to rope him into something like a movie night its a huge hassle, because he will insist on a black and white or silent film if he HAS to engage with the tv, and Vel and Val hate those.

The whole top of the Tower is dominated by his large Radio tower though, its slightly seperated from the rest of the building, suspended above it with a staircase/ladder to enter the hatch. Valentino is usually not brave enough to check there for Alastor.

Its the same with the hotel. He does move into his own room there, but goes back and forth a lot, and doesnt have a schedule. Vox tires to pretend hes fine with it at first but often ends up the hotel to be a pain in the ass to Charlie, and getting kicked out by the staff of Alastor. Hes convinced himself that Alastor will lose interest sooner rather than later, and the others just tune out his whining at this point. No one buys it when he claims he didnt even notice Alastor was gone as soon as the Radio Demon gets back to the tower.

3: I may be planning to draw this haha He does let her dress him up ocassionally, he has a few differant suits he's approved of and kept, but does wear his original the most the time. Velvette has a line of 'Vintage chic' clothing that partly started as a way to get Alastor to agree to changing his 'ratty ass old man style' by appealing to clothes that were updated takes on his era. He still very rarely leaves the tower in anything but his own usual attire.

He does on rare occasions allow photos to be taken of him by the vees (and once, later on by charlie, under strict instructions that she keeps it to herself) but no video. And none under any circumstances are allowed on social media. He has blown up a few phones that have attempted, both the Vees and employees.

4: Alastor has agreed to be on a podcast a few times, but its rare, and only if its somehting hes really interested in talking about. It's one of the few modern things he approves of since its just a version of a radio talk show. Same with interviews, he keeps them even more extremly rare, and the mystery of the radio Demon keeps sinners in fear more than him being in the public. Vox always wants him to do more since the ratings sky rocket when Alastor features.

When Alastor has done an interview it is with his back to the camera, and sitting in a large wingbacked stupidly over the top ornate chair, that hides him from being seen, except maybe the top tuffs of his ears and antlers. And he doesnt reveal much about himself when he does. The chair is partly to hide him, and partly to stop the equitment form glitching too much. He likes to pulls faces and makes gestures deliberatly made to make Vox falter and look stupid on camera, since hes the only one who can see him in that chair.

He has teased on his own radio show that one 'lucky' sinner may get the chance to be on both a guest star on his radio broadcast AND a livestream if the mood takes. Valentino had to inform him that what he's referring to is called a snuff film

5: Niffty gets moved to the hotel pretty much full time once Alastor gets involved, Husk is a part time employee, but ends up spending less time at his casino as time goes on.

Valentino is happy Niffty is gone because she creeps him out, she ocassionally hung around his studio during work hours, especially if theyre doing a scene with 'bad boys'. Vox isn't bothered. Velvette is not happy, especially that Niffty is reduced to a maid/janitor for the hotel, and makes that very known to Alastor. Velvette loves Niffty, they are chaos sisters and work on very sketchy sounding potions together, and gang up against the boys.

Niffty is also a great seamstress herself and brings her designs to Velvette like an excited child showing off their latest art project. Almost none of these get used, but Vel has fun forcing models to parade around the studio and work in something Nifftys made, they often include bugs and bodyparts, Velvette finds this halarious.

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I was going to just send an ask but then I kept thinking of more. @lexosaurus woe! AUs be upon ye

Also these are only ones I've personally seen. I'm not making any of these up myself. Absolutely wild.

Master of Space AU (Danny is to space what Clockwork is to time)

Adopted by Pariah AU

Danny IS Clockwork AU

Ancient Danny (Danny is one of the ancients who sealed Pariah away or related to them somehow, I've seen reincarnation, their child, and actually one via time travel)

Possessed by Phantom (halfas are just the ghosts, the humans are dead, but the ghosts might have their memories - also comes in Just This Halfa, Not The Other Ones form)

Vlad is being controlled by Plasmius, but still aware and full of regrets

Vlad was with the Guys in White post-accident (AU bc his canon interactions with them don't show this, but it's still a common thing people do with Vlad)

Spectra made Vlad hate Jack (Same reasoning as above, not shown at all in Canon that Spectra went after Vlad post accident but something commonly done in fics to help redeem Vlad)

Halfa Spectra (Spectra is a halfa, or was until Jazz blasted her with the peeler in My Brother's Keeper)

GIW Danny AU (Danny gets a job with the GIW)

GIW Valerie AU (Same as above but with Val, tho they are sometimes seen together - and can be further applied to any of the characters)

Full Human AU (Danny isn't a ghost he's just a guy, same with the other Halfas)

Pitch AU (Danny is a human with an owl named Spooky, rides a motorcycle, and has a psychic connection with Sam. This one gets submitted to Phic Phight every year)

Danny and Val Swap AU (Val's the halfa, Danny's the hunter, Val gets main character rights like she DESERVES)

Halfa Wes AU (Wattison Wrath? is that just something one person does or is it more widespread?)

Trio Swap (Vlad, Maddie, and Jack are the teens, Danny, Sam, and Tucker are in their 40s)

Human Ghost Swap (Humans are the ghosts, ghosts are the humans, pretty basic premise)

Soulmates AU (Ghosts in particular have one or more soulmates, to varying degrees of platonic/romantic relationships. They go kind of feral if something happens to their soulmate. Not as common as it used to be tbh)

Artist Danny AU (Danny is some kind of artist, usually drawing or singing, sometimes uses Phantom as a way to Hannah Montana his way into being a celebrity)

Circus Danny AU (Danny never escapes Freakshow)

Oops! All Dannys (Danny - possibly split into Fenton/Phantom -, Dani, and Dan are all living together as siblings)

Feral Ghosts AU (Ghosts are more animalistic and are considered, to some degree, animals. Basically treated like dolphins or crows who can speak. Not to be confused with ghosts growling or purring, which is common as a background element in fics)

Trans Danny AU (Not in the sense of 'oh btw Danny is trans in this', in the sense of Danny being trans plays a large part in the narrative. Sometimes paired with Trans Vlad or Trans Sam)

Packers Plasmius AU (Instead of being obsessed with Maddie/Danny and killing Jack, Vlad's sole ghostly goal is to own the Greenbay Packers)

Ghost School AU (All the teen/child or equivalent ghosts have to go to school, either used as a plot point where ghosts have to go to school in Amity or a pre-existing thing for a full AU where there's a How To Be A Ghost school in the Ghost Zone)

Ghost Form Differing Ages (Comes in two forms - either Phantom stays 14 while Fenton ages, or Danny's ghost form only ages if he's in it, making him either a blob or a literal baby in his ghost form.)

Evil Trio AU (Plant Sam, Pharaoh Tuck, and either Dan or Void Danny simultaneous team up)

Adaptable Core (Danny doesn't have an ice core, he has a core that sees other ghost powers and then learns to mimic them)

Phantom/Fenton Twins (Phantom is, or is perceived to be, Danny's dead twin)

Ghost of the Week AU (Danny is just another gimmicky monster of the week who thinks he's a superhero that the real town protectors need to fight off)

Ghost Fenton AU (Either Maddie, Jack, or Jazz pre-reveal die, become a ghost, and are trying to cover it up)

Need All Danny Phantom AUs

Hello I found this list of AUs from @the-stove-is-on-fire and I am copy and pasting it under the readmore.

I know there are other AUs out there. What is this list missing?

Astronaut Danny

Badger Cereal / Daniel Masters 

Father&Son Vlad and Danny bonding, can be evil

Banshee Danny AU 

Danny's ghostly wail is his dying scream

Blue Danny 

Danny is blue as a halfa/ghost

Clockwork's Apprentice

Clone AU 

Danny's just another of Vlad's clones

Coffee Ghost AU 

Phantom haunts a college as a tired, caffeine addicted ghost

Corpse AU 

Danny Going Ghost leaves behind an actual corpse/Danny is still a halfa but his portal accident left behind a corpse

Cryptid Danny AU 

Danny/Phantom is the local cryptid

Cyborg/Halfa Valerie AU 

Valerie's ghost turns her into either a cyborg or a part-ghost

Dani Masters

Vlad decides to raise Dani as his actual daughter 

Disabled Danny

Dual Obsession AU 

Danny has 2 obsessions: usually space and protection

Dragon Danny 

Danny always has been, or is turned into, a dragon 

Electric Core AU 

instead of ice powers, Danny gains electricity powers

Everyone Knows AU 

Everyone knows that Danny is Phantom

Family Breakfast 

Vlad/Maddie/Jack

Full Ghost Danny

Full Hazmat AU 

Danny half-died while wearing an actual hazmat suit

Ghost Hunger AU 

halfas/ghosts must consume ectoplasm

Ghost King AU 

Danny (or someone else) is crowned the new ghost king

Ghostly Adoption AU 

Phantom gets adopted by the ghosts

Glowing Freckles AU 

Phantom has freckles (can look like constellations) that glow

Good Vlad/Mentor Vlad

Halfa Jack AU 

Vlad marries Maddie and Jack is the halfa

Halfa Jazz AU 

Jazz was the one who went into the ghost portal

Halfa Trio AU 

All three of them got hit by the portal

(Half) Human AU 

Danny starts out a ghost and the portal turns him into a halfa/human

Immortal Danny AU 

Danny turns immortal/never ages

Inverse Trio 

Tucker is the halfa, Danny is the goth, Sam is the nerd

Lab Rat / Dissection

Fentons experiment on Phantom and/or Danny

MerAU 

The ghosts are actually mermaids

Monster Appearance AU 

Danny’s ghost form looks grotesque or like a monster

No One Knows AU 

No one knows Danny is half-ghost

Pitch Pearl AU 

Danny and Phantom are separate beings (usually a ship)

Portal Danny 

Danny is the Fenton Portal

Reverse Trio 

Sam is the halfa, Tucker is the goth, Danny is the nerd

Secret Experiment AU 

Maddie and Jack intentionally turned Danny into a halfa

SCP AU

In which Danny is either captured by the SCP FoundationFenton Works is a branch of the SCP Foundation and Danny/the other ghosts are SCPs

Space AU 

Alien or mass effect style

Void Danny 

Nocturne gets ahold of Danny https://dpaucollection.tumblr.com/post/159463078196/void-danny)

Werewolf Tucker/Witch Sam AU 

Tucker is a werewolf and Sam is a witch

Wings AU 

Danny grows wings/Everyone has wings

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Chapter three

Summary: How many men will it take to save you? To be honest, you've gotten pretty used to saving yourself. Even though you're far from a delicate thing, Los Angeles is a dangerous place you can't seem to escape no matter how hard you try. The top 7 members of Bangtan should never have crossed your path, but they soon find they'd do just about anything to help you escape your past and make it safe for you to stay. But will you?

Genre: mafia au, poly, angst, some smut, honestly a lot more fluff than i expected, POC reader/oc

Warnings: toxic relationship, cursing, angst, oops

WC: 5K

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"You better have a good fucking reason for pulling me out of her bed tonight," Taehyung growled as he slid into the seat of the car Jungkook was driving. 

"We got a tip that the Chinese are on their way to the club tonight. So it's all hands on deck," Jungkook told him as he drove down the street. 

"Left my fucking gun in the car," Tae muttered. 

"Glove box."

Taehyung popped open the door and took out a handgun. "If any of them show up tonight they're gonna die, and if they don't, it's gonna be you with a bullet in you for pulling me away from that beautiful girl."

"What, her pussy's made of gold?" Jungkook smirked.

"Bitch, it might be. I'll let you know if she ever lets me touch her again." Taehyung sighed regretfully. "It was our first time. Her first time, I think."

"Shit. That's tough luck, hyung."

Taehyung looked out the window as they pulled up to the club. Patrons were still pouring out. Namjoon would have shut the place down as a precaution. It was close to closing time anyway. 

"I'll let her yell at me tomorrow and then we can have makeup sex," Taehyung smiled hungrily.

"Sounds healthy."

"Fuck healthy. It's fucking hot."

"How does Jimin feel about the whole Val thing?"

"It's Jimin. He doesn't give a shit. He wants to fuck everything that moves anyway. As long as I still fuck him when he wants, I don't think he could care any less." 

Jungkook hummed as the flow of people slowed out of the front doors and the two finally got out of the car.

It had ended up being a long and bloody night. After Taehyung had arrived home and washed off all the blood and sex from his body, he wished for nothing more than to be able to slide into bed with you and hold you tight, shut out all the dark things in the world he would try so hard to hide from you. But how long would he manage to keep them hidden?

He slept late, not having gotten to bed until well past 4am. When he awoke it was nearly twelve hours later. He searched around for his phone, but found the battery dead since he'd forgotten to plug it in when he got home. He sighed heavily as he reached for the cord and then dragged himself out of bed. He washed his face and brushed his teeth, doing his best to tame his bed head before going to the closet to pull out a pair of white shorts and red short sleeved button down that youd said you liked on him once. After letting his phone charge a bit, he was disappointed to find there were no messages from you. Maybe you were more mad at him than he thought. He couldn't blame you, and he was just as mad. The only place he had wanted to be last night was in your warm little bed. He promised himself he'd be back there as soon as possible.

He wrote you a text to say he'd see you at the bar, but he deleted it, deciding to surprise you instead. The house seemed quiet when he came down the stairs and he almost thought he'd get out unnoticed. 

No sound preceded Namjoon's voice. "There's a shipment tonight."

Taehyung turned to find the man sitting in his favorite chair, a book open on his lap. 

"I know. I'll be there."

"Thanks for what you did last night." Namjoon spoke without looking at him. 

"Of course. You know I'd do anything for you, hyung."

"Heard about your girl. I'm sorry."

"Ah, it's alright. I'll go pick up some flowers and say I'm sorry. I'm sure it will be fine." Tae jingled his keys anxiously. 

"Good. You should bring her to the club sometime. I'd like to meet her. You seem to be very invested in her."

A dopey smile took over Taehyung's face. "I am. I think that I'm falling in love with her. But-" he took a deep breath. "I just want to keep her away from all this for now."

Namjoon hummed. "If you want her to be a part of your life you can't keep it from her."

"Yeah, well you have Jungkook. You wouldn't get it."

"And you have Jimin."

"It's not the same, hyung, you know it. She's different, and I want to protect her." Namjoon finally looked up at his younger brother to see the hint of desperation in his eyes. "I'm just saying, you can't protect her by lying. Being in her life right now, with everything going down with the triads makes her unsafe, not knowing could put her in real danger. She should at least know who to turn to if things go south."

"She's got me, hyung. I gotta go fix things with her. Bye." Taehyung abruptly cut off the conversation and headed for the door.

"Don't be late tonight!" The older man yelled after him.

Taehyung stopped by a small shop on his way to Little Bar to pick up a bouquet of roses, even if it felt a little cliche. When he arrived at the bar it was dead, with only one older regular nursing his beer in the corner. He didn't see you, only Mariana. 

"Where's Val? I thought she was working today?" Taehyung asked, folding his arms over the back of one of the tall chairs. 

Mariana's eyes flashed from his face to the flowers in his hands and she scoffed. "She was supposed to, but I took her shift, since she can't get out of bed."

"Can't get out of bed? What happened to her?" Panic crept into his voice and he leaned in closer.

"You tell me," she glared. "She was a broken mess when I got home last night and it's your fault."

Taehyung cringed at the accusation. "I didn't-"

"Tae, you can't just leave a girl like that!"

"I– it was an emergency! I didn't have a choice!"

Mariana shut him down and turned away. "Don't waste your breath explaining it to me."

"Gimme your keys so I can go see her. I'll explain." He begged, following her down the bar as she cleaned.

"Hell no. I'm not gonna help you get to her again. It's your mess, you clean it up, culero."

"That's a new one, thanks," Taehyung muttered before he exited the bar with his head hung low. 

Taehyung walked the few blocks to your apartment and looked around. There wasn't anyone on the street. He could yell at you from the gate and try to get your attention. Maybe someone would come and he could convince them to let him in. Maybe they would just call the police. He took another look up and down the street and opted to climb over the fence in one of the vulnerable points he'd spotted weeks ago. In spite of how tall the fence was, the only real difficulty once he got a foothold on the adjoining wall was trying to do it without damaging your flowers, but he managed. He took the stairs two at a time to the second floor, rushing to your door and knocking loudly. 

At first he didn't hear any movement at all and he knocked again, louder and longer, maybe you were sleeping and needed to be woken up. He wouldn't leave until you answered the door. 

"Val!" He yelled your name as he continued to knock for several minutes, and annoyed neighbors peeked through their blinds and cracked doors. "Cmon, Val. Talk to me. Let me explain." When you still didn't answer he finally took out his phone and called you, hearing your phone ring from inside a second later. There were still no movements inside as you let the phone ring out until your voicemail picked it up. Taehyung groaned in frustration, but he was starting to feel really worried. What if you were hurt or sick or something really had happened to you? What if you were gone?

"Valentina, listen to me. At least come to the door to let me know you're okay. Let me fix things. Please." His voice was softer and calmer now. He only had to wait a moment before he heard the creaking of your floorboards. 

"I'm fine, Taehyung. You can leave." Your voice was barely audible from the other side, but he heard it and it hurt his heart. 

"I don't want to leave. I need to see you." You didn't respond, but you didn't move away either. "Open the door, Valentina."

You left him hanging another moment, and when you did finally open the door you left the chain on it. 

"Val, please," he begged, looking heartbroken at the defense mechanism used against him. "Let me in."

"You don't need to come in. I'm fine. Go away." You wouldn't look at his face and he realized things were much worse than he thought. He searched your face for signs of the anger he had expected. But there was no heat in your gaze, no brutal words waiting on your lips. He looked for signs you had been crying, hoping he wouldn't see them yet feeling even more desperate when he didn't. No red puffy eyes or nose. All he found were dark bags under vacant irises, as if you hadn't slept, eaten or even drank any water since he'd  left you. Because he'd left you.

"Baby, I'm sorry. There was a family emergency last night and I had to go. I didn't want to. I swear I would have much rather been with you," he started to apologize. He watched you take a deep breath and close your eyes. A few seconds passed and when you opened your eyes, they blazed. 

"Don't come back here now and make excuses, Tae," you spat at him. 

"I'm not!" He whined. "I should have told you last night but I was in a rush and I didn't know how to explain, so I just left. I shouldn't have left you like that. I'm sorry, baby. Let me make it up to you."

You scoffed at him. "Go back to the club if you're looking for a quick fuck, Taehyung. Stop wasting my time."

"What? No! Is that what you think? Baby, no!" He tried to convince you, and the desperation wasn't hard to sell because he was telling the truth. 

He held the bouquet up to his chest so that you could see them for the first time. 

"Are those for me?" You asked timidly. 

"Of course they are, baby. There's no one else for me, Val."

You considered for a second, lips pouted. "Let me have them."

"Let me in."

"Pass them through the door, and I'll consider it."

Tae caved. He was the one doing the groveling here, afterall. He sighed and slipped the heads of the flowers through the opening in your door. Before he could get them all the way through, you slammed the door on the stems.

"Aw, Val, come on!" Taehyung whined.

"Vete al demonio!" You shouted back and walked away from the door.

Tae sighed and rubbed his forehead harshly. But then he stopped to think for a moment. Anger was his best case scenario. It was easily a step up from sadness and miles above the empty look he'd seen in you before. If anything, your anger meant you had already forgiven him, or at least you were on the way. He just needed to push your buttons a little more and you'd be a mess of kisses in no time. 

"You don't mean that, Val. Now let me in or I'm breaking down the door!"

"Don't you fucking dare!"

"You know I will, Val! You let me in or I'm coming in but I'm not leaving."

"You're such an asshole!"

"I know, baby," he replied calmly, almost in a laugh. "But I'm an asshole who loves you."

Suddenly the door whipped open. "Don't fucking say shit like that right now."

Tae rushed in the open door and scooped you up in his arms. "It's true though, baby, I love you."

You wrapped your legs around his trunk and kicked the door closed in the process. 

"I love you so much," he continued, peppering kisses up and down your neck. 

"Then why did you leave me?" You whined into him.

"I'm so sorry, gorgeous. I didn't have a choice. It really was an emergency."

"You went to see Jimin," you pouted. Taehyung pulled back from you, running over his final moments with you last night.

"My brother was in trouble. Jimin was with him. Is that what's been going through your pretty little head? You thought I left you for Jimin?"

You nodded, lips still pouted. "He called and you left. And you must like him more than me."

Taehyung chuckled. You were too damn cute. "Everyone needs to stop worrying about Jimin. Jimin and I are fuck buddies. We care about each other as friends, and that matters, but I don't love him like I do you, and he doesn't love me that way either. If it weren't my family, which admittedly Jimin is connected with, nothing would have dragged me from you last night. Especially not Jimin. I'm so sorry I left you with doubts." He kissed the side of your face before he kissed your chapped lips.

"Is your brother okay?" You asked, still in pout. Taehyung guessed it would take lots of kisses and maybe a treat or two to get you to stop. That was okay by him.

"Yeah. Everyone is safe now. But I will have to go later to take care of something."

"No!" You whined and buried your face in his neck. God why did he love it so much when you acted like a brat?

"Not until tonight. Right now I'm all yours. Let's go get something to eat and then I'll take you to buy anything you want."

"Can I have you? In my bed?" You asked with open mouth kisses on his neck. 

"Yeah, you can. You can have me for free," he grinned as he rushed you over to your corner. 

You weren't particularly materialistic but you didn't stop Taehyung when he tried to buy his way back into your good graces, because you were desperate to believe he loved you—to be loved period. You were desperate enough for it to ignore the warning signs about who he really is as they piled up. You didn't ask questions about where the money came from for the nice clothes he bought you when he wanted to take you out for a nice date, even though he continued to be vague about what he did for work. He was still hiding details about his family, telling you as little about them as possible. Even when he materialized an apartment out of seemingly nowhere, you didn't ask any questions, not wanting to know the truth.

The time you spent with Taehyung was so liberating when he let you be someone different; it made you feel so distant from who you really were that you refused to see any similarities between your present and your past. You ignored the cringey feelings that creeped up your spine sometimes when he was controlling or overprotective, believing that he just loved you so much he needed to be with you and make sure you were safe every moment that he could, that he needed to know where you were at all times.

The apartment that Taehyung told you he had rented was a studio, not too far from Koreatown. Most nights you stayed there with him after you left work, always with him. He either stayed with you through your whole shift, keeping a watchful eye on everyone who came through the establishment, or he'd come in after finishing whatever "work" he had for the evening. He had told you that he drove around some rich Hollywood type, but the hours seemed irregular—just another detail you would push to the back of your mind so you could sleep in his arms at night. After work he'd take you to his little love nest and fuck you senseless, falling asleep with you held tightly to his chest. He couldn't sleep any other way.

In the mornings, you tried never to linger too long, unable to quiet the voice that told you if you spent too much time in his space, he would tire of you or punish you for it, even though he always seemed to be trying to pull you back into bed. 

He frequently went with you to the gym, saying he had to make sure men stayed away from what was his, until you stopped going altogether because you weren't comfortable anymore. 

But most of the time, when neither of you were working, you had adventures, went to the movies, played on the beach—though you never took your shirt off, much less wore a bathing suit. Taehyung would take you to do practically anything you wanted, everything you'd previously been denied. He fed you such an illusory freedom that you couldn't help but want to be with him. Nights he couldn't spend with you or had to leave because of some emergency left you feeling empty and better, and it terrified you.

And of course you still fought like cats and dogs. You'd complain about how overbearing he was just to have him grab you and tell you how much he loved you. If he wanted you mattered more than if the manner in which he wanted you was correct. At the end of the day, even if Taehyung knew he was making you less and less safe, he made you feel safe. And safe and free were the only two things you'd ever aspired to be. He made you feel so safe that you'd stopped looking over your shoulders and checking locked doors. 

One night in August you were just at the beginning of a closing shift. The place was pretty busy, and Mariana and another girl were working with you. Your back was turned, pouring a draft when you heard Taehyung's voice low and threatening. 

"The fuck you looking at?"

You sighed and turned to see your boyfriend glaring at one of your favorite regulars. "What's the problem, mi amor?"

"This guy was staring at your ass," Tae accused.

"Here you go, Eddie," you said as you handed the man his beer. "Ignore him."

"What? You're just gonna let him look at you like that?" Eddie made the smart move and took his beer away to the farthest corner. 

"He's harmless," you shrugged.

"Oh, so I guess you'd let him touch you if he wanted to, too?"

"Taehyung, stop. If he tried to touch me I'd beat his ass. But he wouldn't, so stop it."

Taehyung laughed. "I'd like to see that, actually."

You crossed your arms and stared at him. "I'll beat your ass too, if you don't quit. So drink your beer and shut up or leave. You're driving away all my good customers." You mumbled as you cleaned a bit of a drink you'd spilled.

"You don't need them."

You laughed loudly. "I need to pay my bills."

He shrugged. "Easy. Come live with me. I'll take care of everything."

You looked over at Mariana and you both rolled your eyes. "Cállate. No digas tonterías," you said quietly.

"I'm serious. I can give you everything you need."

"I have everything I need," you insisted.

Taehyung opened his mouth to argue with you, but his phone rang. He quickly dug the device out of his pocket and turned slightly away from you to talk, not that it made a difference since he was speaking in hushed Korean anyway. Honestly, you were glad for the interruption. You hated conversations like these, when Taehyung's possessive and controlling tendencies crossed your boundaries, even if you couldn't speak of them. It made your muscles tense and triggered a fight or flight response in you that you struggled to control. It made your heart beat fast and your skin sweat, but not as bad as what Taehyung said when he got off the phone.

"I have to go do something for my brother. I'm sorry." He sounded annoyed, bordering on angry, but you felt a little relieved that he was leaving for a while. 

"Okay. That's okay, babe." You kept a blank expression so he wouldn't see how your body eased.

"I'll be back to pick you up when you close," he promised. "Wait for me, alright. Don't go out alone."

"I'll be fine, Tae," you giggled as he met you at the space between two sections of the bar to give you a kiss and grab your ass. 

"I love you. Don't let any of these guys touch what belongs to me."

You scoffed. "I don't belong to you, Taehyung!"

He grinned and pecked another kiss to your lips. "Of course you do."

It made your skin crawl and your blood boil, to be spoken of as a possession. You felt dizzy as you opened your mouth to say something, but he was already gone. 

The night passed quickly with how busy the bar stayed. You barely thought about what Taehyung had said to you before he left or how it made you feel, not until you were closing up. The bouncer, Alex, asked if you wanted him to stay, when Taehyung hadn't shown up by two o'clock, but you told him you'd be okay. Taehyung was almost never late and if he was it was only by a little bit. You would just wait inside like he asked you to. But after thirty minutes had passed, you were tired and you were starting to get worried. You had sent Taehyung text messages but they went unanswered. When you tried to call you realized it was because his phone was off, sending you straight to voicemail. That was weird, but maybe his phone just died and he was already on his way. You swallowed the lump in your throat and waited. 

After a whole hour had passed you were ready to give up. Something must have come up. You tried not to think of worst case scenarios. Something came up and his battery had died and even though he really wanted to be there, he couldn't and he would explain and make it up to you tomorrow. Everything would be fine. No need to create wild theories and accusations in your mind. 

With a sigh, you slid off the barstool you'd been whiling away your time at. You flipped it up on the bar and went out the door. You locked it quickly and turned to go home. It wasn't far, a straight shot just two blocks ahead. As you approached the alley, a man stepped out that you recognized vaguely. He was Asian, but not any of Taehyung's friends that you'd met. No, you'd seen him a few hours ago inside the bar. Had he been waiting for you all this time? 

"Hey, baby," the man leered at you. 

Your blood ran cold and you stopped in your tracks a few yards away from him. Your hands curled into fists as your right foot slid back. 

"Whatever you want, you're not gonna get it. So you might as well leave," you warned him. 

"That's really cute," he smiled before you felt a cloth cover your mouth and a body press against your back. And then you went limp. 

Taehyung slammed the car door, pissed that Namjoon had called him to the house when he was supposed to be free for the night. He drove too fast through the streets all the way to Beverly Hills, and stomped into the house like a petulant child. 

"What the hell do you want?" He barked at Namjoon. 

"What the hell has gotten into you?" Namjoon asked as he continued to get dressed for the evening. 

"I'm supposed to be with Val tonight."

Namjoon rolled his eyes. "You're with Val every night. It's started to take a real toll on your work, too. I think a night away will be good for you both."

"A night away? The fuck is going on?" 

"I need you to go down to San Diego to bail out Dongsun." Namjoon looked at his adopted brother in the mirror as he spoke. "Don't pout. Val will be fine without you for one night."

"You don't know that. She could be in danger."

"And whose fault is that?"

"Yours, as a matter of fact," Taehyung pointed out. 

Namjoon sighed heavily and turned to look at him. "Look, it's just a quick trip to San Diego, get Dongsun out and come back. If you leave now you might still be able to get your dick wet tonight."

Taehyung groaned. "It's really not about that, hyung. I get this horrible feeling when I'm not with her, like I'll never see her again."

"You're just in love, Taehyung. Or obsessed. Honestly, I think some time away would be healthy for you."

"We can't leave Dongsun in jail until tomorrow?"

"No. He needs to be out tonight. And Jin and I need Jungkook and Hobi with us at this meeting. You're the only one that can take care of this for me."

Taehyung sighed. "Why has Dongsun always been such a fuck up?"

"Hey, that's your cousin. I just hope it doesn't run in the family." Taehyung thought about giving him the finger, but just waved him off instead. "Hey take one of our cars, not yours," Namjoon called after him as Taehyung left the room.

Taehyung grumbled to himself the whole drive to San Diego, which took longer because he hit rush hour traffic on top of a huge accident. By the time he got there it was nearly midnight. Then he had to wake up the DA and drop off the money to get the charges dropped—clearly not a first time occurrence, but a major pain in the ass. After giving his cousin an earful and practically kicking him out of the car, Taehyung was back on the I-5 to Los Angeles. It didn't make him feel any better though. No matter how fast he drove, there was no way he was going to get to you on time. His phone died and he didn't have a charger in the car, so he couldn't call you. He thought about stopping to buy one, but it would only slow him down. 

Taehyung pulled up to your apartment at half past three. He could still see the light on in the living room, so he thought you might be awake. After checking the street, he climbed over the fence and raced up to your door. He tried to knock quietly so he wouldn't disturb anyone, but when you didn't answer he knocked louder and called your name. 

"What the hell are you doing here?" Jimin asked when he answered the door shirtless. 

"What the hell are you doing here?" Taehyung fired back, although it was clear he had interrupted something. 

"I'm with Mariana, obviously. But why aren't you with Val?"

"Val's not here?" Taehyung panted.

Jimin shook his head. "Mariana said you were supposed to pick her up after her shift."

"I was! But Namjoon hyung sent me to fucking San Diego, and I just got back. I figured she'd be here."

Mariana appeared at the edge of the living room, a sweater wrapped around her naked body. "That pendeja is probably still waiting for you at the bar like you told her to," she said, shaking her head.

Taehyung sighed. "One fucking time she listens to me. Thanks. Sorry for interrupting," he smirked at Jimin.

"Good-fucking-night," Jimin replied and shut the door quickly.

Taehyung rushed back down the steps and through the gate, letting it clang loudly behind him as he ran down the street to get to you. But he never made it inside, because your bag was laying at the edge of the alleyway. He picked it up and looked inside. Everything was there, your cell phone, your wallet, your keys. The only thing that had been taken was you.

Taehyung ran every red light on the way back to the mansion. When he came into the house slamming the front door, he was at least twice as mad as he had been hours ago.

"What is it now?" Namjoon asked as he felt the rage roll off of Taehyung. 

"This is your fault, hyung!" 

"What?"

"She's gone! I wasn't there to pick her up from work, and now she's gone!"

"Well maybe-"

"No. She's not at home. I found her goddamn purse on the ground in the alley behind her bar. Someone took her, hyung." Taehyung's heavy breaths were the only sound in the room while Namjoon, Jungkook and Yoongi stared at him. "Hyung, where is she?" Taehyung asked, the anger in his voice replaced by desperation. 

Namjoon swallowed. He couldn't stop the feeling of guilt that swirled in his stomach. Maybe he should have listened to Taehyung's gut feeling earlier. "We'll help you find her, Tae. We'll-"

The leader's words were interrupted when a phone started to ring. All the men patted their pockets but it wasn't coming from any of them. It was your phone, Taehyung realized and pulled it quickly out of your bag. 

"Val?" He asked, his voice was steady.

"She's here. She's safe, for now. She can stay alive if you come and exchange yourself for her."

"Where are you?" Taehyung asked without hesitation. 

"I'll text you the address. Come alone, or neither of you will make it out alive."

The line went dead and Taehyung started at the screen waiting for something to come through. 

"I gotta go," Taehyung mumbled when the message came in. 

"Take Kook and Hobi with you," Namjoon instructed. 

Taehyung shook his head and spoke quietly. "No, he said to come alone."

"That's not happening," Namjoon replied firmly. "They're going to go with you and make sure you both come back alive. Jungkook, you drive. Bring her back here. I wanna meet this girl." 

Jungkook didn't waste a second, getting up from his seat and patting Taehyung on the back as he walked toward the door. Hoseok followed right behind.

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March Angel Fish Awards

Every month all of you fantastic writers work your asses off to post some truly incredible stories. Our Angel Fish Awards are the way for all of us, as a community of writers and readers, to lift each other up and give praise to those who have captured our attention and deserve a few kind words.

The monthly Angel Fish Awards are peer-nominated, meaning ANYONE IN THE POND CAN NOMINATE ANY POND MEMBER’S FIC. While the Pond was founded to support the Guppies, everyone in this community deserves to be showered with love and feedback, and we hope that by opening this up as a Pond wide system, we’ll be able to share the love as far as it can go.

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WITHOUT FURTHER ADO, HERE ARE MARCH’S ANGEL FISH AWARDS!

Nominated by @wingedcatninja

Static (series) by @peridottea91

peridottea91 is going to single-handedly convert me to like series. I just re-read this gem and had to share it. In another life, she could have been a writer on the show, she’s so good at getting the characterization right for our boys. This OC, too, is an intiguing, layered personality that adds an extra dimension of mystery. And the whole story is perfectly woven in with canon. Two thumbs up. A must read.

Wish (oneshot) by @thoughtslikeaminefield

It’s just a drabble, but it made me feel so many things in so few words. I don’t even know what to say about it, other than it’s brilliant and if you love Dean Winchester, you have to read it.

Bad Medicine (oneshot) by @deanwandamons

This was lovely, and hot, and it made me giggle. 

Nominated by @risingphoenix761

Because You’re Worth It (oneshot) by @thoughtslikeaminefield

I love a good crack fic, and I love some good Samwena content, so this is right up my alley. And a great mix of funny and fluffy! 

Kings Don’t Kneel (oneshot) by @slytherkins

Few things in fic give me as much joy as Tara writing Crowley, and she hits all my favorite spots in under a thousand words. Struggling with emotion is hard enough for an unfeeling demon, but grief and loss–and the pain of knowing those emotions are unacknowledged–are enough to bring anyone to their knees. Beautiful and succinct, and all the angst!

Nominated by @peridottea91

Heaven (oneshot) by @evansrogerskitten

This fic is so beautifully written and just really captures Dean’s personality while still smacking you in the face with the most amazing “and then I saw her” moment!! Best still my heart!!! And the whole SamxEileen subplot!! The whole fic is just *chef’s kiss*

Nominated by @impala-dreamer

The Sun (oneshot) by @crashdevlin 

It’s just amazingly beautiful. Short, sweet, and full of wonderful emotion. I loved every single word.

Nominated by anonymous

Dive In With Me (oneshot) by @sp-oops

This was a gorgeous, genuine account of the reader and Sam finally, FINALLY crossing that hurtle.

Coming Home (oneshot) by @there-must-be-a-lock

Lou builds us a story with such detail and precise ache that we forget to breathe. She teaches Dean, repeatedly, that he deserves to be happy.

Shackled (series) by @itmighthavebeenintentional

Val started her Demon!Dean x OFC series like a building storm. Miriam Bard is a fellow hunter, another older sibling with more internal demons than she cares to name. Sam calls her in on an old favor. Before long she doesn’t know if anything is real or who she can trust. Dark fic, so good!

Shattered Breaths (oneshot) by @dontshootmespence

Nicole dove deep for this kink bingo fill, and it is well worth every word. See how the Omega reader learns to trust the Winchesters and just what it takes for them to give up protecting themselves and lean into possibility.

Nominated by @the-girl-who-runs-with-winchesters

Devil May Care (oneshot) by @becs-bunker

This was such an interesting plot idea and amazing storytelling. Not that I had expected anything less from this talented author, of course.

Rough Ride (oneshot) by @luci-in-trenchcoats

A fun quick and very heated oneshot that made me smile at the end :)

All About Lovin’ You (oneshot) by @deanwanddamons

You know me, I can never let a month pass without diving into some angst, nor can I resist praising a fellow guppy for their amazing work. And this one’s got both! I got sucked in right from the start. It goes from heartbreaking to heartwarming, and from hot right back to sweet.

It’s About Time (oneshot) by @sorenmarie87

I randomly came across this one and it made me smile so much. Probably one of the most inventive ways to play matchmaker that I’ve heard so far.

Nominated by @dontshootmespence

For Better or For Worst (series) by @stusbunker

She does intrigue like no one else and doesn’t get the love she deserves!

Marked (series) by @there-must-be-a-lock

This is so fucking vivid it's ridiculous. There's smut, there's angst, there's sweetness and it's all maddeningly good.

Nominated by @negans-lucille-tblr

Desire (onsehot) by @princessmisery666

This fic is the very definition of smangst and I loved every second of it. The fact Stacey claims she can’t write smut baffles me when I read this fic 😍

Dirty Little Secret (series) by @pink1031

Whenever I’m asked what my all time favourite fic is it’s this one. I didn’t read rpf before this but it pulled me in and I’m so glad it did! It was just incredible and gave me my obsession with the idea of dating J2.

Nominated by @lovetusk

Me Likey & We are real (oneshots) by @impala-dreamer 

They were both fantastic and on point. Drunk Dean is a rare and beautiful sight, and there’s nothing I love more than comforting a down and out Sammy. Well done.

Nominated by @impalaimagining

Currently Thinking About Jensen... (oneshot) by @negans-lucille-tblr

This is such a short and effective little piece of smut. The way it teeters on the edge of absolutely and filthily inappropriate puts it on a whole new level of dirty. I am a huge fan of last-line punches to the face no matter what the genre is, and that’s exactly what this is. It leaves you begging for more in the most desperate way. It’s a quick read but it gets the job done.

Midnight Confessions (oneshot) by @katymacsupernatural

I love the way this fic has the reader second guessing herself even though she has no recollection of doing anything to upset the guys. I’m always here for an appearance from Sam to push his stubborn brother and their bunkmate in the right direction. Admittedly, I am a sleep-talker, and I’ve said my fair share of embarrassing things (including yelling at my husband about wanting a grilled cheese at 3am), but if I could just once have something I said in my sleep get me a kiss from Dean Winchester? Hell yes. 

Nominated by @deanwinchesterswitch

Coming Home (oneshot) by @there-must-be-a-lock

This is a beautiful heart wrenching story showcasing Dean’s desire for love and need affection and how few times he actually receives it. Denying himself of what he needs, until he doesn’t.

Unspoken (oneshot) by @deanscherrypie

A wonderful little drabble about how Dean lets you know he loves you without saying anything at all. Such a beautiful line… “All his broken pieces matched yours with mosaic complexity, and somehow you found a new kind of home within each other.”

Don’t Need An Excuse (oneshot) by @amanda-teaches

A beautifully crafted story from Dean’s POV about his girl and the tender loving moments in time that couples share. And, damn that ending, my poor heart.

Nominated by @there-must-be-a-lock

Anything And Everything (oneshot) by @rockhoochie

This fic honestly just took my breath away. You can feel the longing and wistfulness, and the writing is superb. There’s so much depth and detail here, it feels real and vibrant and lived-in, in a way that very few fics do. AND I love she writes Dean’s POV.

He Is, Therefore I am (oneshot) by @stusbunker

All I can say about this one is BROTHERS BEING BROTHERS. It's totally stream-of-consciousness, and it really does feel like you're in their heads.

Leaving Heaven (series) by @thoughtslikeaminefield

Such a badass, snarky narrator with a distinctive voice, and her Demon Dean is dark and awful and sexy as hell, and there's so much depth and nuance in their interactions.

Golden Hour (oneshot) by @fangirlxwritesx67

It's straight-up wish fulfillment, fluffy comforting goodness, and I think everybody needs a little bit of that in their lives right now.

Nominated by @princessmisery666

The Question (oneshot) by @girl-next-door-writes

Death by fluff and it was so worth it !! This was perfect, of course Sam has some grand plan to propose and of course it doesn’t go to plan but ended up perfect anyway!! Was fun and sweet, loved it!!

Carry On (oneshot) by @kittenofdoomage

I love Rhi. I swear everything she writes, even AU’s, could be canon!! Characterizations are always on point, stories are engaging and make me feel something every time. This one is no exception. If I could I would send it to the writers to show them this is how the show should end!!

Kings Don’t Kneel (oneshot) by @slytherkins

A small drabble from Tara and as always it gave me all the feels. It could be canon, if anyone asks me I will tell them this is exactly how Crowley felt. This made me sad and I totally wanted to hug Crowley and tell him it would all be okay. 

Nominated by @thoughtslikeaminefield

Cocky (oneshot) by @stusbunker  

Sexy, fun, and real. I love your Dean, Stuie!

Golden Hour (oneshot) by @fangirlxwritesx67  

Comforting and cozy and swoony!

Nominated by @littlehotmess26

Until The Day I Die Again (oneshot) by @fictionalabyss

Mel writes Dean x Benny amazingly and this fic is one of my favorites. 

Happy Birthday, Baby (oneshot) by @fictionalabyss 

This was a birthday gift to me and it was soo good. Mel did a great job. 

This Isn’t One Of Mine (oneshot) by @sorenmarie87  

Dawn stepped out of her comfort zone for this one and it turned out phenomenal.

Goodbye, Sweetheart (oneshot) by @sorenmarie87 

This fic is heartbreaking and I absolutely love it.

Nominated by @kate-huntington

While You Sleep (oneshot) by @foreverwayward

A heartwarming little fic about Dean living the domesticated life we all wish for him. The writer has a very clever way of storytelling and the end might come as a surprise, only adding to the emotion it already brought along. 

Findings (seires) by @kathaswings 

 This is one of my favorite series out there and I revisited it recently. The overall story arc is a mystery I just had to unravel and I couldn’t put it down if I wanted to. The bond between Dean and Mackenzie is so precious. Writing a child isn’t easy. I’ve read plenty of books and seen plenty of films in which the maturity that was added wasn’t natural, but this author handles the Mac’s dialogue amazingly well. What’s also interesting is the jumps from point of view between Dean and Y/N, giving very personal perspectives on the gripping story.

Heartbeats (oneshot) by @there-must-be-a-lock

I’ll start by saying that I don’t ship Dean and Cas together, but I do appreciate the people who do. What this little piece of art does is incredible, however, because while I was reading, I found myself rooting for them. The writer does a great job by using the literal human heart as a backbone of this story. Intriguing and very well executed.

Everything That’s Yet To Come (oneshot) by @fictionalabyss

The author took me by the hand through this moving little one shot, which feels like a collection of greatest hits and wishes come true. It offers peace and closure not only for the older Winchester brother, but for the reader as well. Beautiful piece of writing.

Take A Drunk Girl Home (oneshot) by @amanda-teaches

Dean taking care of others; it’s his nature and shows what a kind soul he truly is. The situation sketched here is no exception, and it’s softer than one can imagine. The pace is steady and the balance between fluff and comedy is just right. A lovely read.

The Demon Inside Of You (oneshot) by @foreverwayward

Curing Dean from the demon that he has become proves to be difficult when he’s so hard to resist. What else is hard to resist, is this beautiful pitch black one shot. I don’t read Demon!Dean fiction often, because it still feels foreign to see the character that I love so much turn into something so evil. This however, is so gripping and well written, that the darkness swallows up the beholder. Rough, hot, sad, narcissistic, all these ingredients packed up in one hell of a story.

Curves And Edges (oneshot) by @kittenofdoomage

This equally sweet, sexy, funny and sad story is a big shout out to all women who think they don’t meet the beauty standards and feel like they will never be good enough to get noticed. It is one thing to replace a name with Y/N and call it a reader’s insert; it’s a gift to make every person reading this feel like they are the character in this story. The author handles every woman’s insecurities with grace, making her words both relatable and soothing. Her spot on version of Dean reminds us that we are beautiful, desired and unique.

Watch Your Fcking Mouth (oneshot) by @impala-dreamer

Dean falls under a frustrating curse, and it’s the most fun I’ve had in a long time. I was wheezing, couldn’t breathe and died laughing. It’s astonishing how the writer can juggle comedy and sex without the two ruling each other out. An uplifting read.

Life For Rent (series) by @winchest09

Conspiracies, deceit, crime. A strong family bond, blossoming love, oh, not to mention the sex. This series is intriguing beyond imagination and certainly not just another mobster fanfiction. The writing is smart and I could tell from the first paragraph that it’s loaded with hints and foreshadowing, but I couldn’t pick them out. This triggers a curiosity like an itch I can’t quite scratch away until I finish reading this story. And so I wait eagerly and drop everything the second a new chapter comes out. An absolute must read!  

When You Least Expect It (series) by @coffee-obsessed-writer

Talking about an epic love story, but it’s so much more than that. The music that plays such an important factor, the setting that is Seaside. The fabulous supporting characters Bri, Rob, Jason and Jared, the wardrobe, not to mention the wonderful little gems and details that this author weaved into the story, showing how much love she has put into it. This is without a shadow of a doubt my favorite RPF I’ve come across.

Nominated by @girl-with-a-fandom-fettish

The Unexpected (oneshot) by @impalaimagining

The desperation and neediness between characters is just…I can almost feel through the screen. And the gif at the top of the post is the closest thing to porn Tumblr allows now is HOT.

Criminal Love (series) by @kalesrebellion

This mob fic has a lot of things going for it: mob!Dean, big brother Benny (which I didn’t know I needed in my life, but apparently I do), mystery, and a unique way of incorporating a lot of familiar faces from the SPN world. It’s 6 chapters in and I am DYING to see what happens next because the last chapter left me shook!

Unplanned Parenthood (oneshot) by @erins-culinary-service

This fic makes me long for more canon dad!Dean because he’s just so good at it and it feels like it would fit in so well. The author nailed the family vibes and I love that she found a way to make it canon plausible (something I just can’t seem to grasp in my own writing); well done, doll.

Changes (series) by @katehuntington

This fic is super unique as it is like a series rewrite, but rather than using “Pilot, Wendigo, Dead in the Water” etc., Kate is writing her own episodes! Episode 1 just wrapped up, with my personal favorite being part 10 because the characterization of both Winchester brothers felt so spot on to me. Zoe, the amazing OFC and star of this fic, might be the coolest person ever and I wish she was my best friend. Heads up though, this is not your CW Supernatural; it’s darker, dirtier, and probably a lot closer to what the Winchesters’ lives are actually like.

Nominated by @mrswhozeewhatsis

The Man on the Side of the Road (seires) by @supernatural-jackles

This is a seriously awesome Dean AU fic! Both Dean and the reader have so much baggage, but they’re working together to fix each other and it’s just BEAUTIFUL. It’s a series, and I can’t wait to see how it ends!!!

Nominated by @emoryhemsworth

Never Alone Again (oneshot) by @dissect-me 

This author was kind enough to take the time to write about a recent trauma I discovered happened to me as a child and how Dean would react/comfort me. It’s powerful and really helped me. ❤️

Nominated by @fangirlxwritesx67

Laissez Les Bons Temp Rouler (oneshot) by @thoughtslikeaminefield

M is the kind of author that is the reason you have the “four recs per author” rule because otherwise I would just be submitting her entire masterlist every month. For a talent like MJ, all it takes is a photo to spark an entire story. This photo of Jensen was particularly inspiring, and MJ did it justice. Hot, drunk, sexy, just UGH.

Where Is My Shiny Gun (oneshot) by thoughtslikeaminefield

Do you love Dean? Do you love Donna? Do you love Sam? Does your mouth water and your knees go weak just a little thinking about all 3 of them together? Do you need some generous, consensual, sunshiney, smutty love? Then check this out.

Leaving Heaven (series) by thoughtslikeaminefield

Demon Dean meets his match in the most compelling OFC I’ve ever read, bounty hunter Tazi. Where to start with this series? MJ works some of her best magic yet, seamlessly weaving the story into the show we know so well. Her Dean is brilliant, as always, every supporting character spot on. The action is tight, the murder wrenching, the sex smoking. And as good as it is, as perfect as Dean and Sam are, as impatient I am for every chapter .. I would read it all just for Tazi. Tazi is an OFC worthy of novelization: tough, sarcastic, sexy, and fully realized. She’s so beautiful and broken that you can’t help falling in love with her as you read. If I could ask everyone to read just one SPN FF ever, it would be this one.

Three Bad Ideas (series) by @there-must-be-a-lock​

She’s just getting started on her Everything prequels but, by every indicator they will be JUST as filthy as the original, with even more emotional depth and character development. Frankly it’s HOT and heartbreaking and her voice for Jared is so, so good, and so is Jensen, and I’m just all over this love story. I screamed at her when she published, that if I didn’t know what came next, I would be HEARATBROKENED (that’s how excited I got, that I forgot how to speak.)

Ocean Eyes (oneshot) by @there-must-be-a-lock

The ocean is my Happy Place and I’m a sucker for Sam so this fic just hit all my sweet spots. A lot of us are looking for comfort fics right now and this is uniquely heartwarming.

Shackled (series) by @itmighthavebeenintentional

I KNOW this was nominated last month but there are more chapters and it just keeps getting better! For every question that the story answers, it asks two more. Also, it’s started getting smutty and whoooooooo boy.

Anything And Everything (oneshot) by @rockhoochie

I don’t even remember why this lovely lady was asking for prompts but I sent one that I think was, listening to records, first kiss. I had long since forgotten when she dropped this 8K word MASTERPIECE on all of us. 

It’s such a sweet in-character Dean, but a relaxed side of Dean that he deserves and we don’t really get to see. It’s soft and sensual and just… you can feel it while you read.

Nominated by @manawhaat

Sex Ed (oneshot) by @cleighwrites

This is a type of wincest I’m not sure I’ve experienced before, but I can say without a doubt that I fucking love it! It’s your classic little brother Sammy looking up to Dean. It’s the show. It’s their relationship to a T, but with that little bit of helplessness that makes Sam feel like such a fucking kid! I don’t even know if my normal wincest loving self would call this actual Wincest, but wherever it falls on the radar, it’s wonderful!

Passion (oneshot) by @bohowitch

This is poetry in motion, just like Sam is. This is a beautiful, firery, perfect ode to all that is Sam Winchester!

Neptune Rising (oneshot) by @atc74

This is such a clever and refreshing AU! I don’t think I’ve ever read one like this and both characters are nuanced in such believable ways. It’s not too long, so you should definitely take a sec to check it out!

Shackled (series) by @itmighthavebeenintentional

What can I say about this series other than HOLY FUCK!! It’s got twists and turns and secrets and guilt and worry and drama and excitement and passion and fucking everything you want in a good, juicy, keep you on the edge of your seat kind of story!

There’s a feral brutality to the way she portrays Demon!Dean in this that is actually scary and makes me nervous in real life. I find myself looking around the room when I read this, pulling my feet in from off the side of the couch as if this version of Deanmon is gonna snatch me up if I’m not careful. It’s intense and SO. DAMN. COMPELLING. And it’s not even a fucking reader insert. I find myself worrying about Miriam (the ofc) at random parts of the day long after I’ve finished reading the latest chapters...

This series is a fucking MUST READ!

Celibacy, Interrupted (oneshot) by @thoughtslikeaminefield

Any fic with Jody x a Winchester is my jam, but this one is like, no bullshit, just fantastic interaction and sultry, perfect ‘smut’. Goddamn. This leaves me in a pile of goo not even for myself, but FOR JODY!

Let Go (oneshot) by @luci-in-trenchcoats

So bdsm seems to have been a theme in my life for the past month and I don’t know why, but this fucking fits the bill. I recently dodged a bullet with a ‘dom’ (read: a bossy guy who wanted nudes who ignored care and consent) and this fic is like, the complete opposite of what I experienced. I’ve read and done research and talked to enough people to know what real bdsm looks like and that saved me, and this fic only reinforces that proper bdsm lifestyle.

It’s gentle yet firm, and it forces you to let go of control even when you feel like you HAVE to hold onto it. That force caught me off guard when I read it, but it makes so much sense, and every aspect of this really, truly is well thought out and spot on, good, caring bdsm. If you’re interested in it, this is a great place to start your reading and research!

When 2 Is Better Than 1 (oneshot) by @wi-deangirl77

Not only is the smut fucking glorious in this, but Ketch’s gentle nature is 100% what makes this for me! I’m not used to reading him as gentle or caring and having him work with Dean in this to help the reader, not to fill his own needs, but truly coming at it from a place of care and worry, melts me into a pile of gooey feels.

Thank you all for the awesome work and great feedback!

These are not actual awards! This system is set up so everyone in the pond has a chance to share the love and promote a fic/author that has grabbed your attention. The more people that participate, and the more everyone remembers to submit their own fics after posting, the better this will be :D

THANK YOU ALL AGAIN, KEEP UP THE AMAZING WORK, AND AS ALWAYS, HAPPY WRITING!

[imaginationintowords]

Wanderlust Adventures

Chapter 10

Reader x Bucky!Travel Blogger; Social Media AU

Series Masterlist

[a/n: please pay attach to the first page break photo stop scrolling there and then read the text portion, otherwise the photos after the first page break will spoil the rest]

No POV

Bucky quickly pulls away from Carol, stunned at what just happened. He caught something move from the corner of his eye and glanced over to see Y/n standing there, completely stunned at what she just saw. Carol looks over, and notices Y/n there as well.

"Y/n this isn't what it looks like." Bucky quickly says, stepping away from Carol.

"Oops." was all Carol could saying, not really looking apologetic about the situation.

Y/n tries to walk away but Bucky grabs her by the elbow.

"Please. Please listen to me. This isn't what it looks like. You have to believe me." he pleads.

"Y/n. I'm so sorry you had to find out this way." Carol fakes an apology.

"What are you saying?" Bucky looks towards Carol, with wide eyes confused about what she is doing, "There isn't anything to find out about. Y/n please this isn't anything."

"I-" Y/n began.

"Y/n, I never wanted to hurt you. But you had to find out sooner or later." Carol comes from behind and loops her arm through Bucky's that was still holding y/n's arm.

"What the hell are you doing?" Bucky angrily says to Carol, detaching himself from her.

"No need to put up a front, Bucky. She caught us." Carol shrugs.

"No. I am not putting up a front. What the hell are you doing?" Bucky yells at her.

Y/n finds this opportunity to walk away.

"Y/n please. Please don't go. Listen to me." Bucky catches up to her in the hotel lobby.

"How could you? I-I came here to tell you the boys told me everything about Natasha. And to apologize for not listening to you and now you're here making out with my best friend. I am so fucking confused." Y/n says, completely lost.

"We were not making out. Please come into my room and let me explain everything. Please." He pleads with her, eyes welling up.

"You're just going to lie. They always do." She says.

"No. Y/n you have to believe me. I don't even like Carol. She came onto me. Telling me that you didn't like me."

"What?" Y/n cuts off Bucky.

"Yeah. She said that I was just some fling. That you have some guy waiting for you back home." Bucky tells her.

"That's not true." she says even more confused about everything.

Why would Carol say something like that, she thought.

"I KNOW that. I could tell she was lying because she just kept saying bad things about you that just didn't add up to what you told me back in Greece. And then you texted me wanting to talk and I knew that something was just off. But you got to believe me Y/n, I'm not like this. I would never do that to you or to anyone. I've been through it, I'm sure the boys told you that. Please. Please you have to believe me."

"I'm so confused. Carol is my best friend. Why would she do all of this?" Y/n questions.

"I don't know. I do know that Carol has had a bit of a crush on me. When we used to work together she always tried to get me to go out with her but I was with Natasha at the time and I kept telling her I wasn't interested. I'm still not interested." He tells y/n.

"I-I need to go. I need to talk to Val. I'm just so confused." She sadly says.

"Please Y/n. You have to believe me. I know we don't know each other for that long and you have no reason to believe me, but you have to." He pleads once again.

"I need to go." Y/n says, still standing in the spot, not moving. Unsure of what she should really do. Part of her was hoping Carol could just come down and tell her that Bucky is lying and that she should just believe her.

"Let me go with you. Please. If I were lying to you, wouldn't Carol be here right now trying to convince you of that. But she isn't and I am. Stressing to you that you have to believe me."

"Okay." she agrees, "You can come with me."

Y/n was so confused and heartbroken at the same time. Because if Bucky is lying then he really is like the rest. But if he isn't, why would Carol do something like this. They've been friends since they were 14 years old. None of this makes sense, and the only one who could make sense of it all would be Valkyrie.

They walked in silence to her hotel.

Once they got there, Val was fuming. More than Y/n has ever seen.

"I can't believe she fucking did this. Again." Valkyrie fumed, pacing around the room while Bucky and Y/n watched.

"What do you mean again?" Y/n asked, confused.

Valkyrie paused. Realizing what she just said. She did plan on telling Y/n what happened now that Carol has done it again. But not when she's filled with anger.

Valkyrie takes a deep breath and looks over at Y/n with sad eyes. She knew she had to tell her, everything, she was just afraid of how Y/n will react. She's kept this from her for a year. She deserves whatever reacting Y/n gives her.

"Can I preference by saying how truly sorry I am for never telling you this. I just truly believed her when she told me that she would never do something like this again." she starts.

"What are you talking about?" Y/n says, with an uneasy feeling in her stomach.

"Last year, remember how Carol just sort of dropped off our radar?"

"Yeah. But that was because she was so busy with work." Y/n says.

"No. That's not the real reason. Carol did some very bad things, that had an affect on your life, and I had caught her and made her promise to stay away." Valkyrie says, trying to figure out a way to explain to Y/n what happened.

Bucky remained in the back by the door, trying to give the girls some type of privacy, but also knowing he needed to be here, for Y/n.

"Valkyrie. What did Carol do? Just fucking tell me. Stop walking around me like I'm going to break any fucking second. Just tell me!" Y/n says, getting frustrated with the way Valkyrie is walking around the matter.

"Remember that job opportunity you had last year? With Vanity Fair. To work full time as a writer for their travel column." Valkyrie says.

"Yes. I didn't get it for whatever known reason. Even though my agent said they were practically begging to get me on their team."

"You didn't get it because, Carol told them that you didn't really write your own pieces. That you had a ghost writer, and that you had your parents buy your followers. She lied to them so you wouldn't get the job." Valkyrie explains.

"What? Why would she do that? How do you even know that?" Y/n asks, feeling like a bomb was just dropped on her, which figuratively it was.

"One of the writers that I was doing freelance work for told me. First he asked how I could be friends with someone who was lying to everyone, and when I was confused he told me everything. I told him that that wasn't true. That I know for a fact that you would never do that. But by then it was too late because they already hired someone else. When I asked who told him that, he told me one of their models did, Carol Danvers." Valkyrie continues.

"Then when I went to go confront Carol about it, that's when I saw..." Valkyrie pauses, scared to tell Y/n what came next. Knowing that this is the cover up that's going to change the structure of their whole friendship.

"Spit it out Valkyrie." Y/n demanded.

"I'm scared to tell you what I saw, because you're going to hate me. I would hate me. I hid this from you for a fucking year. So before I tell you this, just know that I only did what I thought was best at the time. I thought I was protecting you, I knew I should've just told you the truth, would've saved all of us," she tearfully says, waving her hand around the room to include Bucky in the equation, "the trouble of what's going on now. But I didn't and I've had to live with the guilt of it all for the past year. And that's on me. If our friendship ends, that's on me."

"Valkyrie, that's not going to happen." Y/n softly says, trying to reassure her friend.

Y/n has only ever seen Valkyrie this emotional when she called off her engagement to Thor.

"Don't say that. Not until you hear the rest." She says.

"Okay. When you're ready." She assures her, grabbing her hands to hold.

Valkyrie takes one final deep breath, to calm her nerves.

"When I went to confront Carol at her place, that's when I saw her kissing Peter outside of her door." Valkyrie hesitantly says, looking right into Y/n's eyes.

Y/n instantly drops Valkyrie's hands.

"I kno-"

"You saw Peter, Peter Parker, my ex, who wasn't my ex at the time kissing Carol." Y/n cuts her off, in complete shock over what she was hearing.

"Yes." Valkyrie nods.

"Was Carol the one he was cheating on me with?" Y/n asks, with a slight broken tone to her voice.

"Yes. She admitted to me after I had caught her, that she and Peter were having an affair for awhile." Valkyrie admits.

"And you never told me?" Y/n asks, trying to piece it all together. It was a lot of information, life changing information.

"I am so sorry, Y/n. I should have-"

"But you didn't." Y/n sharply cuts her off.

"I didn't." Valkyrie agrees.

"And you should have." Y/n says, her eyes filling up with tears.

The betrayal she feels right now is unmatched to any feeling she's ever felt.

"And I should have."

"Why didn't you?" Y/n says, she's trying to keep her emotions at bay. Trying to understand why Valkyrie didn't tell her.

"Because Carol begged me not to. She said she was going to end it all. And that she had no idea why she lied to Vanity Fair and why she was having an affair with Peter. She broke down crying saying how guilty she felt. I believed her. I had never seen her so upset."

"She promised that she would never do it again. That's when I made the choice to not tell you, but to tell Carol that she needed to give us space. That she needed to take some time to figure out who she wanted to be. I thought I was doing the right thing. We had all been friends for so long, that I just thought I was doing what was best for us all, to try and save what was left of our more than a decade long friendship." Valkyrie says, explaining.

"But that decision didn't affect you, Val. That affected me. You knew this whole time. When Peter confessed. When Carol said she had to take a step back to figure out her own life. You knew the truth, as you comforted me. As I cried over Peter, because I thought I was going to marry him." Y/n's voice starts to get louder.

"I know. And I am so fucking sorry. I wish I could go back and change it. And tell you everything, then maybe we all wouldn't be in this position. Then maybe you and Bucky didn't have to worry about Carol sabotaging your relationship. Then maybe I wouldn't have felt so fucking guilty about lying to you, and I would still be with Thor."

"Don't. Don't put you breaking up with Thor on me. That was all you. I even told you to take a week to think it over. Even after the fact I kept telling you to talk to him." Y/n cuts her off, getting more angrier by the second.

"I'm not putting it on you. It's all on me. My ended engagement is on me. Carol sabotaging what you and Bucky have, that's on me. All the lies, that's all on me. Our friendships ending, that's all on me. Because I thought I was doing what was best." Valkyrie owns up, with tears streaming down her face.

Y/n stands there staring at Valkyrie, tears also streaming down her own face.

After a few moments of silence, Bucky hesitantly softly places his arm on Y/n's shoulder. For a second there she forgot he was still in the room. She glanced over to look at him.

"I need you to leave." she says looking at him.

"Okay." he agrees, dropping his hand and turning away.

"Not you." Y/n stops him, he stops and looks back at her.

"Valkyrie."

Valkyrie's head snaps and eyes wide.

"I need you to leave, Valkyrie. I need some time to process all of this." Y/n sternly says, but her voice crack gives her away.

"Okay. Take all the time you need." Valkyrie sadly says, bowing her head as she leaves Bucky and Y/n alone.

"Are you okay?" Bucky asks her, touching her shoulder again.

"I don't even know." She confesses breaking down into his chest.

He wraps his arms around her securely, rubbing her back, silently letting her know he's there.

[Social Media AU]: Y/n is a popular travel blogger, and a freelance travel writer for a magazine. She travels the world with her two best friends, Valkyrie who is a freelance graphic designer that the reader “drags” out of bed to see the world, and Carol who’s a new up and coming model. This is the first time in a year all three girls are traveling together due to Carol’s new busy career. A month long European excursion, that might end up being their last trip together due to their lives taking them elsewhere. Bucky Barnes used to be a model but now travels the world with his best friends. He has a hard time commiting to one thing, which is why he loves to travel so much. He travels the world with his two best friends, Steve who runs a gym in Brooklyn and Sam, who works for a popular food magazine where he gets to travel and eat all the food he wants. Bucky has once again convinced his childhood best friends to join him on a month long trip to escape the trapped feeling of being back in New York. Steve and Sam are worried about Bucky and his constant need to runaway from his issues, they’re hoping this trip will be an eye opener for their friend. Inspired by: @geosaurusrrex osaurusrrex’s social media AUs.

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[frazzledsoul]

Since it’s Fanfiction Appreciation Day, here’s a list of my favorite fics

A few disclaimers here, people.

My GoT bookmark list is insane. The previous fandom I read (and wrote) was Gilmore Girls, and I am only now realize what a small fandom that was. I am way behind on reading Braime, Sanrion, Gendrya, and modern Jonmund fics. They may be awesome stories but I haven’t gotten around to them yet.

I won’t read Dany resurrection fics (for the most part), any stories where Jon is expected to eventually fuck his siblings (okay, I’m toying with that Lad Stoneheart fic but I haven’t outgrown my squeamishness enough to actually read it), or anything where Jon dies (again). Other than that, I’m pretty open.

I have very mixed feelings about Jonerys in canon, but I love them in AUs.

So that said, onto fic recs:

Canon! Gendrya: then something broke in me and i wanted to go home by ellecxm6: Arya returns home from adventuring, visits her siblings, and reconciles with Gendry. Awesome Gendrya and lovely side plots for Sansa and Jon.

The (Mostly) Canon!Jonerys I Shouldn’t Like But I Do Anyway: We Break The Wheel Together by Michelle1029. Instead of murdering Dany, Jon decides to try to work with her and find a way to stop more bloodshed. The writer refuses to coddle Dany or excuse away what she’s done and yet still manages to write her semi-sympathetically. 

The Gleefully Dirty Jonerys  AU I Wait With Baited Breath For Updates For: The Dragons Dark and Deep  by @ashleyfanfic and @justwandering-neverlost. Dany is the one to save the day at the Battle of the Bastards, and smut and intrigue ensue. Not for Sansa fans, but I’m really enjoying it

The 80s Goth/Metalhead Modern Jonmund Of My Dreams: all i ever wanted was everything by gleamingandwholeanddeadly and printersdevils: GUYS. I didn’t know I needed this in my life but it’s a DREAM. Still pining for a sequel.

The Jonerys 90s Horror Movie Modern AU That I Am Hoping Comes Back Soon: What Lurks In The Wolfwood by TheWolvenStorm. If I could design a perfect modern AU for these two, this would be it. Family fluff! Pacific NW aesthetic! Smut! And the 90s, y’all? This Xer is a filthy, filthy whore for anything set in that era. Plus Jaime and Bronn show up as cop partners? I mean, seriously, can this be a TV show? Unfortunately, there is only one chapter. I hope the writer comes back to it someday.

The Canon! Jonmund Balms to My Soul, Where Jon Is Loved and Cherished by His Huge Ginger Husband And Leaves Westeros Behind Forever: I love the ongoing series Becoming New by @tormundjonthings and good winter, i’ll be with you by awillingheart as well as the one-shot snowfall by @chestercbennington, but the crown jewel in this subgenre is his heart was made to be broken (but his broken heart is still beating) by Resacon1990. If you are unrepentant Jonmund trash like me, I fully recommend these stories.

The Jon Snow Smut of Various Flavors: Get You All Alone by @muttpeeta (Canon!Jonerys), Dawn of His Life by Darkangel3198 (Jon/Val) and You Can Feel My Burning Flame by targaryin (Jonerys OMG THEY WERE ROOMMATES WITH NO AC AU). Enjoy your het!smut, y’all (If you’re looking for Jonmund smut, the aforementioned goth/metalhead story is very nice).

Ongoing Jon Snow Modern AUs: (don’t) call me maybe by manticoremoons (Dany is a wedding planner and she and Jon fight incessantly),  and The Price of Freedom by @like-a-bucky (Tormund and Ygritte accidentally kidnap the wrong royal prince, oops)

Fluffy Jonerys AUs: Take Me Home To Winterfell by wolfmaid (Dany is a single mom trying to corral three little human dragons, Jon is an elementary school teacher) and knew it right then when i looked into your eyes by @stilesssolo (reverse Cinderella and WHY CAN’T THAT HAPPEN TO ME DAMNIT).

So looking at this I feel I need to step away from the two ships I primarily read for, but these are my favorite. Apologies if I messed up on anyone’s blogs here, please let me know.

[facepalming-since-chernobyl]

Karamel drabble-ish fic - SUBMITTED

I can’t take any more about reading about the demon fandom so here’s a karamel Argo City fic to cheer us all up.  Argo City season 3 AU, they didn’t return to Earth, rekindled their relationship and have been sneaking around a la Monica/Chandler (Friends) so no one finds out.

Mon El yawned and rolled over in bed, nearly knocking into the beautiful blonde next to him.  Oops!  His faint hopes that he hadn’t disturbed her too hard dashed as she yawned too, her head moving toward him and snuggling deep into his chest.

“Kara?” He whispered.  “It’s time to get up and go back to your room.”

“Hm, what?” murmured Kara sleepily, head burrowing even more into Mon El’s side.  Hey, whose bed was this anyway, his or hers?

“You have to wake up and go back to your room before your mother finds you in here,” Mon El whispered as loudly-softly as he could.  “Unless you want to tell her what’s going on!”

“Mmphh,” grumbled Kara, very obviously not wanting anyone, whether he be a garden gnome or troll or hot Daxamite naked man disturbing her sleep.  She rolled over sleepily, her back to Mon El, just as obviously not wanting her beauty sleep disturbed.  Mon El sighed.  Years away in the 31st century but he still remembered what a bear she was when she hadn’t finished her sleep.

“Okay, fine, YOU explain to Alura when she comes up here to call us for breakfast what you’re doing naked in MY bed.  Or sees you coming out of my room?”

More grumpy sleep-snorting from Kara.  “Just tell her we decided to switch rooms,” she groused, pulling the pillow over her head.

…“Why would we do that, exactly?”

Kara sighed dramatically, reluctantly pulling her head out from under her pillow.  Which was actually Mon El’s pillow because here in Argo, she liked to steal his pillow during the night.  And sometimes his covers too.  If sometimes meant every night. 

They had been sneaking into each other’s rooms for a month now, very carefully alternating each other’s rooms each night with the visitor of the night getting up early to sneak back to his or her room before Alura found them.  

“Okay, fine, you tell her then.”

“Me?!  Why do I have to do it?  She’s your mother!”

“So you’re afraid of my mother now?” Sleepy amused Kara was not amusing.  At all.

“Well, of course I am!  Weren’t you afraid of MY mother?”

“You mean the one who tried to enslave Earth and kill us both?  I think we were all afraid of her, Mon El.”

Before Mon El could open his mouth to protest, a head suddenly poked into the room.  Alura.

“Yikes!“  Mon El cried out before he had a chance to process what was going on.

Kara was wide awake now.  "Mom!  What’re you-”

“Alura, I can explain, we were just-”

“Mon El was just in here to-”

Alura held up her hand calmly, entering the room while her daughter and Mon El made a mad dash to cover up and look less guilty.  “Breakfast is ready downstairs.  And I told your friend Val’s mother they could join us today.  They’ll be here in an hour,” she said.  

Mon El and Kara exchanged blank looks.  “Mom, you’re, you’re not-”

“You mean you know?”

Alura waved her hand dismissively.  “I found out a month ago, the walls here are really thin.  See you downstairs!”

***

Anon, this is amazing! <3

[in-tua-deep]

My dude, my buddy, my guy, my gal, my pal. Please yeet more of this daemon AU at me, I'm super interested in this whole idea and would love to hear more, how do all of the daemons interact with each other?? What are the little quirks shared between daemon and human?? Did any of them have a phase where they couldn't stand their daemon?? Did Vanya's owl claw out Leonard's eyes when the truth came out?? How exactly would they find out that Five's daemon didn't settle?? I'm living for this AU now

oh i am SO ready for more daemon au are you kidding here we go starting with some NAMES because all good ocs need names and while the first post was mainly for just saying what animal is what now i can develop it into a full au and no one can stop me

So the kids and their daemons share a name for most of their lives, they’re both just,, one or two and so on. But when they get names they run into the roadblock of “do our daemons get the same names as us??” and realize that their one (1) example of a human/daemon relationship is their dad he his daemon doesn’t share his name so… probably not. But he only ordered Grace to give the human in the relationship a name so it’s up to their what their daemons names will be

I’m thinking Luther probably gave his daemon a space themed name because he’s my good space boy so I’m going to name his daemon Andromeda after the galaxy !! I think she would have wanted a somewhat regal sounding name because she tries really hard to model herself after Reggie’s daemon, who is the very definition of regal. Luther calls her Dromeda or Drom for short occasionally

Diego’s daemon HMMM i’m gonna say Valencia, Val for short because that means brave and I think it would be important to Diego to have a defender of some kind and they both would want so desperately to be brave bless their hearts

oh man i am absolutely naming Allison’s daemon Amraphel which means “one that speaks of secrets” and Allison calls him Raph for short and he’s still lazy and I still love him a whole lot

Klaus’s daemon i’m admittedly a bit stuck on but i’m gonna call them Rowan because it’s a tree that symbolizes life and courage and as some very fearful kids with death powers I think they’d appreciate it. Rowan is nonbinary btw (”are you a girl or a boy” “i’m made of fucking dust why does it matter”)

I named Five’s daemon Pancha because I like it and I feel like naming her Quinque, which is Five in Latin, would be way obvious because if you think Reggie didn’t make these kids learn an archaic dead language because he’s a pretentious ass then you’re probably wrong so yes Pancha it is and when the kids figure out it’s literally the number five in another language they’re going to throw a fit

Ben’s daemon is named Tamaya which means in the center literally just because they’re in the middle of two planes of existence and one is full of monsters and also because i like the name Tama as well so this is really two birds with one stone and no one can stop me

and finally Vanya’s daemon is named Pollux for exactly no reason other than because I say so and it sounds like it could be a name for a daemons from the books which i was trying very hard for the aesthetic with all the names but it’s been so long since i’ve read them oops

ALRIGHT with that over with i can actually yell about them which i’m putting under the cut because this is going to be long as FUCK

so how the daemons interact with each other… I’m probably going to leave out Tamaya for most just bc most of them don’t know that she survived Ben’s death for like,, a really long time in the fic i have half planned in my head

SO i already mentioned Andromeda is kind of a stick in the mud and unimpressed with her siblings shenanigans. She tries really hard to emulate their dad/their dad’s daemon but doesn’t have the control on her temper that she should. She’s blunt and says what she’s thinking, she doesn’t really care about the fact that daemons don’t usually speak to people that aren’t their own and she’ll boss everyone around given the chance tbh

She doesn’t get along with Val at all and there’s a lot of posturing between the two especially after they both settle. Generally she’s dismissive but occasionally she taunts Val with the fact that she settled as something that protects against wolves, and that clearly Val is too wild to ever amount to much. Val hits right back calling her and Luther “Dad’s obedient little dogs” and just generally when you have Luther and Diego going at one another Drom and Val are only half a step behind them

She gets along well with Raph and often carries him around when Allison calls him lazy and refuses to do it. Despite that thought Raph is like,, super muscular and strong and he’s a bigass snake, Drom used to carry him into position during missions and let’s just say they were a solid interrogation team with Drom’s teeth and Raph literally squeezing information out of people when necessary (though he can always rumor people just like Allison, he’s not fond of doing it and calls it cheating because he’s a contrary bastard). He tends to help immobilizing people and their daemons and is used as a restraint a lot until their people with thumbs can come along with rope or something

Andromeda and Rowan do NOT get along, mainly because Rowan is pretty vocal about the fact that their dad fucked them up and has no respect. Some of it also comes from the fact that Andromeda is a little jealous of Rowan’s grace as a cat because their dad’s fox daemon is exceptionally graceful and regal. But generally Andromeda ignores Rowan or growls at him, she’s never physically laid a paw on him outside of sparring until that scene with drunk and depressed Luther though

Andromeda,, also doesn’t really get along with Pancha either. It has a lot to do with the fact that as kids Pancha was constantly shifting where Drom would keep a form and stick to it. She would often tell Pancha that one day she’d settle well lmao jokes on her. Pancha used to frequently insults Drom’s intelligence and has called her a “dumb mutt” before but upon return those insults have been conspicuously absent for ALL the siblings. Five still has a fairly venomous tongue, but Pancha keeps her silence.

Andromeda and Pollux don’t have a relationship, simple as that. She ignores Pollux’s existence, even when the other daemon attempts to interact with her. She basically assumes their father is correct in Vanya’s uselessness and as such doesn’t care all that much about either of them. To be fair Pollux has learned from their childhood and doesn’t interact with Andromeda much either, and even when Vanya attempts to like,, call Luther out Pollux keeps his silence.

Val doesn’t like Andromeda and isn’t afraid to show it, bristling and snarling. Val actually settled first of the two of them (a point of pride), and some part of her is a little hurt that Drom turned into a dog that protects a pack from wolves and took it personally as Luther’s literal soul saying that he didn’t see Diego and her as part of the pack. 

Her and Raph don’t really talk a lot but they have a lot of relatable sibling-eye-contact moments over their family being dumb shits and whenever Andromeda wasn’t available it was Val who would carry Raph so they’re actually closer to one another than their people are. Raph firmly refuses to get between any argument of Drom and Val’s and would 100% rumor them apart when they were all kids because Raph was Sick Of Their Shit™ despite his general distaste for rumoring

Val and Rowan get along pretty well actually, Rowan frequently hops up to ride on her back like they’re the captain of a furry wolf shaped ship and Val allows it even though she thinks they’re a little shit. Rowan used to hide behind Val from Reggie and his daemon and Val might still have a lot of protective pack instincts that she showers on them because they allow it. Val may or may not be 90% of the reason that Diego just sighs and lets Klaus tag along whenever, though Diego and Val often disagree on how to handle the Klaus/Rowan situation since Val wants to kidnap them both and keep them safe in their boiler room while Diego is of the firm belief that Klaus is a big boy now and they aren’t responsible for him. 

Val thought Pancha was a mischievous little shit when they were kids as the other daemon would frequently jump wherever she pleased. Val isn’t surprised when Pancha “settles” as a hare since they’re associated with tricksters and are more solitary and independent and tougher than their rabbit counterparts. She’s super worried about Pancha when she arrived back with Five though, since the other daemon is far more withdrawn and look daemons are representations of someone’s soul they can’t lie - Five can put on a tough act all he likes but Pancha’s behavior is pretty clearly off and she looks at all of them like she’s seeing ghosts. Val is the one to carry Pancha back after the shrapnel incident, swearing because she knew she should have been suspicious that Five was carrying Pancha when she’d always hated being carried when they were kids

Val doesn’t particularly care for Pollux and is actually mildly uneasy around him. There’s just something… off about the other daemon. It raises Val’s hackles even if she doesn’t know why, and she doesn’t figure it out until after the fact that the reason she was wary of Pollux is literally because on some level she recognized the chains on him via the medication and was repulsed even though it wasn’t Pollux’s fault. She’s trying to be better after the fact with him.

I’m making myself so sad about Pollux right now tbh he deserves so much better than what he’s got but moving on

Raph is honestly the chillest daemon with everyone else’s daemon. No one has beef with Raph. Like, they might have beef with Allison, but not with Raph which might be why Allison and Raph are probably the least in sync out of the siblings with their daemon actually outside of Vanya. Raph loves Andromeda who carries him places and doesn’t mind him winding up on her because she’s warm. 

Raph considers Val to be his bitchface pal and they bond over their people being stupid. Honestly Raph just wants to sleep for the most part. But legit though Allison and Raph need an intervention for them never being on the same page I think Raph might resent Allison leaving to become a star and he’s the one that dislikes using their power and constantly advised against using it so he might, on some level, blame Allison for them losing Claire (and Allison wonders if the stereotype against snake daemons played a role and sort of blames him) and honestly their relationship is a fucking mess

Raph and Rowan are chill, they’re bros, they know what they’re about. Raph thinks Rowan’s sense of humor is fucking hilarious and they’re both sleepy bitches (Rowan is a cat they knows what they’re about regarding catnaps) so they napped together a lot when everyone was under the same roof. They’re at an unspoken truce regarding the drug issue because unlike the rest of the family Raph actually listens when Rowan explains about their power being the fucking worst and having to numb it down after Raph offers to rumor them to get clean. But yeah like Allison and Klaus don’t hang out much but Raph and Rowan are bros.

I said Raph gets along with p much everyone but he’s not super close with Pancha simply because she was constantly on the move and shifting every other minute as kids back when everyone was unsettled like she was constantly itching to get out of her own skin. Like, Pancha’s thing is moving and being quick and honestly Raph is a little surprised she didn’t settle as a bird daemon the way she flits about. Raph being lazy, they didn’t see much of one another but he was always up for a conversation when Pancha calmed down enough or exhausted herself. He likes her, he just thinks she’s exhausting. He’s much more concerned for her after she gets back from the apocalypse though.

Raph and Pollux kind of,, also don’t have a big relationship tbh. There’s just something about Pollux that makes Raph uneasy, but he’s a chill dude and is probably one of the closest to Pollux after Pancha. Sometimes when Raph would be going slithering through the house, Pollux would sit upon his back and chill as they both went to whatever destination. Raph does think it’s a little weird that Pollux doesn’t fly considering he’s, you know, a bird, but he doesn’t press the issue (which he regrets, later). But overall he’s not nearly as interested in mending bridges with Vanya as Allison is since there’s still that something that prevents him from fully liking Pollux. But as the plot progresses he warms up to the idea more and more without realizing that the reason he’s warming is because they stopped taking the drugs hmm

Rowan doesn’t get along with Andromeda but they’re pretty chill with everyone else’s daemons. They get surprisingly protective of their siblings and even though Klaus isn’t great in a fight pre-Vietnam, Rowan isn’t afraid to flash their claws when necessary. The biggest reason they got kidnapped is because Hazel’s daemon didn’t come to the firefight in the manor and they weren’t willing to break the taboo on touching a human when it seemed like the primary objective was to take Klaus not to kill him. They ended up regretting it for the torture scene though oof.

Rowan loves Val a whole lot and likes trying to groom her and they 100% climb up on Val’s back when they feel like being lazy. Rowan is a self proclaimed dog person though they often say that there are always exceptions and eye Andromeda but this comes up again with Dave and his australian cattle dog daemon where, when they meet, Rowan blurts out that they’re a dog person and Dave’s daemon snorts in laughter considering that Klaus’s daemon is literally a cat. He is the personification of ‘cat person’ his soul is a cAT.

I already yelled about Rowan and Raph being nap buds, they like Raph because he’s never judged them and just accepts that they know their powers well enough to know what does and doesn’t work

Rowan and Pancha actually get along weirdly well?? Like, Rowan can be off the walls crazy at times as you know cats get that simply zest for life and just go fucking nuts for a while before going back to sleep?? so Rowan is actually one of the few of the siblings daemons who could keep up with her when they were kids and Pancha was the last of them unsettled. There was a minor freak out where they didn’t see Pancha at first when Five popped out of the portal which prompted the whole “does anyone else see little number five” comment bc ghosts don’t have daemons but then Pancha popped up and Rowan was so fuCKING RELIEVED and continuously prodded at Klaus to follow either Diego or Five because they want to hang out with Val and Pancha

The only one of the siblings daemons who knows that Tamaya is still alive. She doesn’t speak almost at all, only rarely talking to Klaus but she talks a little more to Rowan. Tamaya is usually curled up in Klaus’s pockets or general clothing but there have been a few occasions where she rides on Rowan’s shoulders or goes off on her own for a little while (those are the occasions where Ben’s ghost also goes off for a little while, neither Klaus nor Rowan question where they go). Tamaya also occasions hides in Klaus’s room instead of accompanying them places. During the kidnapping she nibbles through Klaus’s restraints and allows him to escape a little more easily since no one expects an unaccompanied daemon, haven’t decided yet how this impacts the whole Patch dying situation

Rowan doesn’t really talk to Pollux and Pollux doesn’t talk to them, though Rowan does care about Pollux. Rowan is the most easygoing with Pollux because honestly being high means that they don’t notice Pollux’s strangeness on the same level as the others and will often direct comments towards the owl daemon. Pollux rarely responds, however.

Pancha time!! I love Pancha she’s a ball of nervous energy and can’t sit still half the time. As a kid she was constantly shifting between animals like she would run across a room and be five different animals in the time it took her to get to the other end, just always restless. She and Five kept each other sane in the apocalypse - I haven’t decided whether Dolores exists in this au and if she does would she get a stuffed animal daemon?? Decisions decisions. She’s changed a LOT from the Pancha that the others remember and is noticeably a lot more quiet and standoffish, but also she fades into the background where as a kid she was constantly bursting to the foreground and demanding attention. She looks at them all like they’re ghosts and will flinch when addressed sometimes even by other daemons. The others can sense there’s something just a little bit off about her but attribute that to the trauma (eventually though it comes out that Pancha is still unsettled and that explains it)

Pancha never got along with Andromeda and they butted heads a lot before Pancha left. Pancha’s a smartass daemon alongside her person so would frequently insult Andromeda’s intelligence or go off plan because she thought of something better and would frequently yell for Andromeda to ‘adapt!’ because that was her biggest criticism. Her fluidly changing from one form to another depending on the situation was her calling card for adapting and Andromeda would always growl that one day Pancha would have to settle and Pancha would shrug it off. As adults they still don’t really see eye to eye though Pancha has noticeably softened towards Andromeda. She doesn’t call the other daemon a dumb mutt anymore and in fact doesn’t insult any of the others at all.

Pancha liked irritating Val when they were kids but still got along reasonably well with her. Now that they’re back, Val is noticeably more protective of her family and Pancha is included with that. There are a couple of moments where Val bores holes into Pancha’s head to try and telepathically ask if the hare is okay that Pancha doesn’t respond to. When Five and Pancha are drunk off their asses, Val is the one who carries Pancha even though Luther is carrying Five. She insisted. She also carried Pancha home after the shrapnel injury and curled around her on the bed absolutely FURIOUS that someone dared to hurt her sibling. Pancha says some things while drunk that break Val’s heart, and Pancha never protests the coddling unlike Five. She doesn’t lean into it, but she doesn’t protest it.

Pancha and Raph aren’t close but Pancha likes the other daemon regardless because he never did pry into her business and showed her how to do cool tricks as a snake after he settled and she didn’t. Raph never made comments about her being the last to settle unlike most of the others (even though Ben and Vanya only ever mentioned it kindly).

Pancha and Rowan are bros though Pancha disapproves of Rowan drugging themself to keep the powers at bay and always expresses that they have faith that Rowan will learn to control them one day. Honestly Rowan finds it kind of nice even if Pancha disapproves because at least she disapproves because she 100% believes in them instead of being disapproving for disapproval’s sake. Pancha expresses that even drugged Rowan is one of the most observant of their siblings. Rowan worries about her after she comes back and keeps trying to convince Klaus to go after Five, but Five has a very venomous tongue and Klaus is delicate no matter how much Rowan figures it’s just a defense mechanism since Pancha doesn’t echo the sentiments. Rowan is worried about Five as well. Rowan is just worried :(

Pancha is the only one in the family who loves Pollux and actively seeks the other daemon out. She knows something isn’t right, but instead of being repulsed finds herself delighted at the mystery and assumes that the ‘wrongness’ is why Pollux doesn’t fly. Before Pancha jumped to the apocalypse, she kept trying to teach Pollux how to fly by shifting into various birds but it never did stick.

Yeah though Pollux is a daemon that really unnerves other daemons because they can tell something is terribly wrong even if they can’t quite put their finger on what. Pollux and Vanya don’t really communicate either and get second place in the “our human/daemon relationship is super messed up” after Allison and Raph. 

Pollux doesn’t really speak. To anyone. Especially after Five and Pancha vanish. He’s just,, not really all the way there to be honest. He goes where Vanya does but does precious little, often standing as still as a statue on his perch until moved again. Sometimes he’ll interact with other daemons but not usually by speaking - he’s sat on Raph’s back or tugged at Andromeda’s fur to get her attention or silently stood in someone’s way but seriously for the most part he’s somewhat catatonic. 

After they go off the meds he starts perking up again and speaks for the first time in years to Leonard/Harold and his skua daemon. He actually does have a personality, but he’s been suppressed for so long that he’s still figuring himself out alongside Vanya tbh 

As the White Violin his colors switch and instead of being brown with white spots as a spotted owl he becomes white with brown spots. He also is constantly flying while they’re using their powers, flapping and keeping himself aloft roughly above Vanya’s head, half suspended by their own power. As they figure out control, they eventually realize that it’s Pollux who can direct their sound based attacks with his wings and if Vanya tries to go alone it’s uncontrolled like the attack on the trucker dudes without the focus of her violin. They have to work together to control Vanya’s powers, and it’s difficult because they genuinely don’t really have much of a relationship or know each other very well since they’ve been sedated since Vanya was like, four years old

this post is already so so long so i’ll cut it off here probably but yeAH there’s probably a scene where Pollux attacks Leonard/Harold’s daemon and claws her eye out and there’s a translated wound on Leonard because that’s how daemons work and then they both get fucked up by Vanya and Pollux’s powers/knife storm thing

(Pollux isn’t as angry as Vanya is, truthfully. He’s just… tired. He’s so tired. Vanya wants to end the world in her fury. Pollux wants to end it just so everything… stops.)

but yes please keep asking me questions about this au i’m living for it i love these dumb idiots and their daemons

(still need to come up names for the background character daemons, there’s a part of my mind whispering don’t you fucking dare name reginald’s daemon regina soul i swear to fuck so that’s a thing - i’ll also take suggestions for background character daemon names as well!! it was hard enough coming up with these losers)

[caramellody]

I honestly expected at least a good 2-3? paragraphs for this au concept but OOPS i made it a proper au

[NOTE THAT THIS WILL CONTAIN MAJOR LMK S3 SPOILERS. IM TALKING LATE EPISODE SPOILERS FOR THE SEASON THAT GO DEEPER THAN THE SMALL COMMENT I MADE IN MY LAST POAT, READ AT YOUR OWN CAUTION]

basically the tl;dr for what im about to say is that the 4th ring hits tripitaka as as it was originally going to, that gets passed on through reincarnation to tang. bad times ensue

now for the longer ramble: courts still out on wether tripitaka dies on impact when he gets hit by the true fire, but i dont think he'd live for much longer. at least not without aome sort of divine power keeping him on some sort of life support.

regardless Sun Wukong feels REALLY guilty about it. and its one of the things that haunt him. and durring the events of season 3, he prays he doesnt walk into some random guy who just so happens to be the reincarnation of tripitaka because if they, in theory, did exist, they would have such a bad time.

but no need to worry about that! its all going to be fiiiine~

SWK not being aware of tang being tripitaka's (and for that mater, the golden cicada's) reincarnation mostly comes from the fact that Tang is well...Tang. hes very much not like the master he once served. add that to the fact that swk just flat out tried to not have as many talks with the fanboy scholar and it kinda makes sence why he probably wouldnt have seen it comming. or maybe he knew and he was denying the truth until it started back at him in his face.

regardless the thing was in tang the whole time and add that to the fact he never really activated his golden cicada powers until season 3 means that both the true fire that was implanted in him and his golden cicada ability that he had inherently, whatever it may fully be, are so intertwined due to centuries of being dormant that they're kinda fused into one.

(this is unlike mei's situation, where she constantly used her dragon abilities throughout the series proper. so in a way the true fire of samadhi and her powers were seperate since she was adept with the latter. Tang doesnt get that luxury.)

the few times it appears in season 3 also have his original power affected in a way, the times he pulls up his shields they posses a golden firey quality to them. and when the golden cicada appeared before him, it burns up rather then disolve into sparkles. and tang could tell something was very wrong if he starts the ritual, but MK was down and everyone else was being held at a grip by macaque. he was really left with two REALLY bad options.

Swk and nezha dont make it in time thats for sure. swk specifically was in such a rush to stop the ritual he didnt realize tang collapsing to his knees as his ring was triggered. macaque is very much like how he was in the episode proper. but hes also just a smidge more terrified because whatever is burning the glasses man alive is no longer just the true fire.

SWK and Nezha figure this out too. and Swk specifically is almost hollow to a sense. to everyone else, when Tang really rips into wukong, its tang venting out his frustrations of just how much swk has failed mk, a friend in the heat of a moment venting how much hes failed everyone. to Sun Wukong? it it brings him back to the journey, to the times tripitaka would call him out on his bullshit, and he knew it was unwarranted for the most part.

not this time. he knew he fucked up.

[vivxwrites]

Summer in Paradise || Part II

*not my gif*

Word Count: 1786

Summary: Carolnat reality tv show au featuring other marvel pairings

Warnings: None I think

Pairing(s): Carol Danvers x Natasha Romanoff

A/N: Oops sorry for the wait, here’s part 2. Also hi carolnat tag!! Apparently my stuff shows up here now, yay!

~SERIES MASTERLIST~

Natasha groaned and stretched her lithe body, the satisfying pops that were released starting her morning off perfectly. She blearily opened her eyes and was momentarily confused as she took in her surroundings, this was most certainly not her bedroom- oh wait. It wasn’t her bedroom because someone had to sign her up for a reality television show as a joke. Her eyes rolled automatically, just the thought of Tony annoying her instantly. 

She sighed and sat up in bed, glancing around the room that she shared with the rest of the girls. Last night the hosts had responded to her question almost immediately, sending her a text that read, ‘The girls will room together in one giant bedroom, all of your belongings have been transferred to the room. Same goes for the boys. The first coupling up will be tomorrow so be sure to get your rest!’ 

She rubbed her eyelids and yawned, all of the beds were empty besides one that was taken up by a snoring blonde, her hair splayed messily on the pillow and her body stretched out across the full-sized bed. Nat watched as Carol’s chest rose and fell evenly and her chest tightened at the sight. The sound and feeling of her bed dipping under the weight of something made her flinch and snap her gaze to find a- is that a cat? A squeal of horror flew out of her mouth and she jumped off of her bed in surprise. She doubled over and clawed at her chest in an attempt to slow her racing stop when she was interrupted by a husky chuckle. 

A smirking Carol fixed her with an amused gaze, “I see you’ve met Goose.”

Natasha glared at Carol, “The cat is yours?”

Carol nodded and grinned wickedly, “Not a fan of cats, sweetheart?”

Nat grit her teeth and clenched her fists, “Don’t call me that and keep that thing away from me.” She stormed out of the room, god why did Carol have to be so damn infuriating?

Just as she was about to enter the kitchen she heard Carol call out, “It’s just a cat sweetheart!”  She rolled her eyes so hard they could’ve easily fallen right out of her head.

Wanda munched happily on her bite of cereal, her grin growing at the sight of a grumpy Natasha stumbling into the kitchen. “Good morning Nat!”

“Good morning Wanda,” Natasha grumbled. She poured herself a bowl of cereal and took the seat across from the other girl, rubbing her forehead to try and stop the impending headache from forming. “Where is everyone else?”

Wanda chewed on her bottom lip in thought, “I think I saw Thor and Brock on their way to the gym and Steve said he’d be on the beach sketching. Maria and Valkyrie went for a walk, Sam joined them. I haven’t seen Carol or Bucky yet.”

Natasha hummed and gave Wanda a small smile in return. She went about eating her cereal in silence, the hum of the central air conditioner whirring in the background. Wanda cleared her throat gently and regarded Nat with a slight blush, “Are you um, excited for the first coupling?”

Natasha shook her head and finished chewing her cereal, “Not particularly. Do you mind explaining how it works?”

Wanda smiled excitedly at Natasha, “Of course not. Basically the public votes on who goes first and then that person makes a choice on who they want to couple with. You’re not necessarily dating the person who chooses you but you will be participating in all challenges with them until the next coupling.”

Natasha nodded, exuding her usual levels of cool and confident while on the inside she was freaking out. This thing was today? She wasn’t even sure who she liked or disliked yet and she could be put on the spot to choose someone? Not to mention that anyone could choose her. She found she didn’t like the sound of that.

Wanda stood up and brought her bowl to the sink, rinsing it out before placing it in the dishwasher. “We should probably start getting ready, it takes place in about two hours or so.”

Natasha choked on her spoonful of cereal and her eyes nearly popped out of her head. “Two hours?” she spluttered in between coughs.

Wanda gave her a look of concern, “Yeah, that’s what I said. Are you ok?”

Natasha nodded. “Yeah,” she croaked. “Just surprised.”

Wanda nodded in understanding, “Come on, I’ll help you pick an outfit.”

They headed towards the dressing room together and chatted idly. Wanda carefully unzipped Natasha’s suitcase and raised her eyebrows at the amount of clothing that spilled out of the oversized bag. 

“Why do you have so many black bikinis?” Wanda asked in between giggles.

Nat blushed at being called out, “I look best in black.”

Wanda scoffed teasingly, “With a body like that you must look good in everything.” Wanda giggled at the red color that tinted Natasha’s cheeks and crawled up her neck.

“You’re one to talk.” Wanda’s grin quickly turned into a coy little smile and her face took on a blush of its own. 

They both sat on the floor in front of Natasha’s suitcase flustered until a voice cleared in the doorway. “We’re not interrupting, are we ladies?” It was Valkyrie’s teasing voice that called out to the two of them and Natasha looked up to find Maria standing next to her, upper lip quirked up in a grin.

Natasha cleared her own voice, “Not at all.” 

Maria gave Nat a knowing look, which of course she ignored. Natasha redirected her attention back to her outfit and she settled on black bikini with high waisted bottoms and a relatively low cut top, showing off her toned stomach and back. 

All around her the conversation flowed, pieces of gossip being shared and scented perfume flying through the air. “Who do you have your eye on Val?” Maria glanced at her as she pulled a brush through her hair.

“Carol’s obviously my first choice,” Natasha’s eye twitched at that comment, “but I think I could go for Thor too.” Maria hummed in approval at Valkyrie’s choices. The other brunette adjusted her white bikini straps accordingly and gave herself a once over in the mirror. “What about you Maria?”

“Anyone but Brock will do for me.” The girls all shared a grimace at the man in question and Wanda even shivered a little.

“That man is disgusting.” They all laughed in agreement with Wanda’s statement. 

A phone chimed and Valkyrie pulled her phone from its resting place down her top. “It’s time.”

They all traded slightly nervous glances and headed towards the firepit where the coupling would take place. Everyone else was already gathered around and waiting for the infamous text when the girls arrived.

Carol sat slouched in her seat, a royal blue one-piece hugging her body teasingly. Nat trailed her eyes up the other girl’s body but blinked rapidly and tore her gaze away when she caught herself. She cursed under her breath and chided herself mentally. Under no circumstances could she admire Carol.

Brock sat in a position that almost mirrored Carol’s completely, the only difference being his legs parted in a man spread and the wide cocky grin on his face as she met his eyes. He didn’t hide the fact that he was leering at her and she curled her lip up in disgust. Gross.

Everyone traded glances with each other and the only sound that could be heard was the distant crashing of waves on the beach. 

A phone pinged and Natasha held her breath, praying for god knows what. It was Sam’s phone and he pulled it out slowly and calmly before flicking it open and reading the text. “First up is Thor.” 

The man in question stood up with a lot of energy and a big smile. “I’d like to court Carol!” His voice boomed loudly and she stood up surprised. She shrugged and walked over to join him, giving him a small peck on the cheek. 

Another phone chimed and Carol tugged her phone out of her bathing suit, Natasha couldn’t help but notice her galaxy case. “Brock, looks like you’re up.”

He slithered out of his seat exuding hubris, “Easy. I pick Nat.”

Fuck. She wanted to scowl but instead she put on a brave face and walked up to him. She smiled tightly at him and caught Maria’s eyes. The other girl threw her a look of sympathy and Natasha discreetly made a finger gun and shot herself in the head with it. Maria hid her grin in return and Nat bit her lip to hide her contempt. 

Brock’s phone rang next and he pulled it out of his shorts pocket, Natasha took note of its cracked and beat up state. He showed the screen to Natasha, “Who the hell is Maria?” 

She rolled her eyes and pointed to Maria, Brock smiled sleazily, “Your turn babe.”

Maria frowned at him and got up to make her pick. She turned a critical eye on the remaining people and surveyed her options. “Steve.” 

He smiled kindly at her and she returned the gesture. He got up and walked towards her, muscles rippling as he went. Natasha decided that they made a good pair and gave Maria a nod of approval. Maria grinned back this time.

Steve’s phone rang and he pulled out a flip phone. Natasha found it a bit odd but maybe the guy didn’t like technology and no one else decided to say something. He nodded to Wanda, “Your time to shine.” 

She got up nervously and bit her lip as she looked through the two remaining guys. “I’m gonna go with Sam.” He grinned at her and swept her up in a hug, to which she giggled. They stood side by side smiling until Wanda’s phone chimed. “Bucky, it’s your turn.”

He nodded at her and stood up. “Look at all the people who are left!” He chuckled nervously at his joke and pulled at the sleeve on his left arm, “I’m gonna have to go with Val.” 

She smiled at his humor and walked over to stand next to him. She gave him a confident grin and he returned it with a shaky one of his own. 

Natasha glanced around and took in all of the pairings. Some looked better than others but she couldn’t help but think that everyone’s was better than hers. It was just her luck that she got picked by the slimiest guy here. She mentally cursed Tony for what must have been the thousandth time that summer and folded her arms across her chest. This will be a fun summer for sure not.

A/N: Let me know how you like the series so far, I hope I’m not the only one enjoying it. I really do appreciate all the notes on the series in particular, I feel like in a way this one is more of my own creative self’s doing. My updates may start to become more irregular and I apologize for that, I’ll do my best to do a part a week. Thanks, Viv :)

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The Consequence of Anger - Part 2

This is an AU One Shot in two parts, it takes place about 2 years past 8:4 when Ty hits Ahmed.

Amy was happy to hug her back, the words said back at the table two years ago though remembered didn’t hold the same salty taste they did. Two years had gone by and she missed Alberta and being home.

She’d made peace with them all except for Ty who couldn’t let go soon enough and probably still hadn’t. Amy just couldn’t deal with the heartache of it anymore. She had done what needed to be done, it was best this way and she was ready to move on.

“Why didn’t you let anyone know you were coming, is everything Ok ?”

“It’s fine Lisa, the season’s over as is my contract and I didn’t renew.”

“He offered ?”

“I’ve had several offers aside from his, I wanted to come home.”

“Well, let’s get you settled and I’ll call Lou and your dad.”

“Not tonight Lisa, not my dad, give me one day of peace.”

“Then let’s not tell Lou till later. Georgie and Katie are home and Jack should be back from the herd soon.”

She didn’t get in before both Georgie and Katie gave her hugs and kisses with explanations about why she was home early and their promise not to tell Tim or their mom. Amy and Georgie had made peace once Georgie realized the sacrifice she had made. Georgie had also matured some and becoming a young woman came with a different perspective and attitude. That and the fact that the #metoo surge in awareness was becoming front and center didn’t hurt, from any perspective. Amy was naïve for way too long, she was not that Amy anymore.

She implored Lisa that the chicken she had out was fine and not to make a fuss over dinner. She was tired and just wanted a home cooked meal and relaxation, one day before life took over.

Amy came out when Jack got in and they sat having coffee. She had removed her makeup and changed into jeans, a tank and a flannel. They talked about Europe and several of the people they had met together when the couple visited. Invariably Ty’s name came up.

“Uhm Ty ?” Jack asked. “Have you given that any thought ?”

Amy smiled “not at all Grandpa, why would coming home to Heartland make me think of Ty ?”, she was laughing by the end of the statement. “What ? not funny ?”

“You know what I mean.”

“I guess we’ll talk but do you think there’s a point ?”

Lou walked in then and was as surprised as the rest and after going through the vagaries of jumping world contracts once again settled as the fourth at the small kitchen table.

“Lisa, I need a realtor, I have to find a horse property.”

“You’re not staying here ?”

“We going to go through this again Grandpa ? I think I can have 8 Warmbloods here weeks after I can house them comfortably in a place they can be trained. You and I both know that’s not going to happen here.”

“I’ll get you some names honey.”

Amy smiled at her, Lisa didn’t question her about it at all. “How’s things at Fairfield ?”

“Oh you know, let’s change the subject.”

“Anything I can help with, what’s the problem ?”

“Thoroughbred racing follows the economy, we rode high for a time but things are a bit tight right now, I’ve thought of selling.”

“Change focus, maybe board and train like Val, at least you’re not a witch.”

“Val’s not a witch Amy.”

“Thanks Grandpa, she put Mallen on me when I was 15, should we go on ?”

“She’s changed a little since then.”

“I’ve heard about the incident with Jesse I’m not supposed to know about Grandpa, have there been others ?”

“Do you care ?”

“I’d like to know what I did meant something Lou, so yes, I care.”

“He straightened up after that, though he lost the time he made up in vet school and graduated on time rather than early.”

“And he works with Scott and that Cass now ? Who’s with Caleb ?”

“That’s all the dirt.”

“And Ty ?”

“Do you want to know ?”

“Is he seeing someone ?”

“No.”

“Well, we’re not a couple Lou and no, I have not dated.”

“You plan on calling him ?”

“Or him me, I’m sure someone is bound to run into him.”

They got Lou to agree not to let Tim know and of course she almost botched it when he called her. Thankfully for Amy he didn’t just pull up for dinner.

“Who’s in the house at Fairfield Lisa ?” Amy asked the next morning when she found herself alone with her over coffee.

“No one though the cleaning company keeps it up.”

“Ok, I’m just going to say this, how much behind are you ?”

“I’m not comfortable discussing this with you Amy.”

“How about Ms. Fleming a strange  Belgium investor in town who may have a proposition ?”

Lisa smiled “please Ms. Fleming, I’m all ears.”

“Diversify, train jumpers along with the thoroughbreds.”

“Go on ?”

“As I said, I can make a call and get 8 Warmbloods here in a few weeks, maybe a month, the faster I can stall and have a place to train them the faster I can get them ready and sold.”

“That’s long term.”

“So is a breeding program which is why I asked about the money, I can still fix horses and coach jumpers and I have money.”

“I have a horse I hope to sell soon that would pretty much bail me out but that would be even. $200,000 would see us through with some light to spare.”

“I have $200,000 dollars Lisa, maybe we can work together and I can stay at Fairfield ?”

Lisa stared at her for a second and then took a sip.

Amy smiled “Cat got your tongue ? Sit with your accountant and lawyer and Grandpa and we’ll talk, in the meantime, I’ll look at properties. Can I stay at Fairfield anyway Grandma ?”

Lisa laughed, “of course you can honey and we’ll definitely talk, partners though.”

“Thank god because I’ve gotten used to laying in a hot tub and refilling it if I’m not done” Amy said laughing “partners is fine, family is better I think.”

Lisa laughed along with her “I almost envy you.”

“Oh, feel free to come by and join in the fun.”

“I can just see the expression on Jack’s face showing up at Fairfield one day and me laying in the tub.”

They made a morning of it and Lisa walked Amy around Fairfield and then the house.

“Take the master Amy, it’s got the en-suite bath and the balcony.”

“It’s a lovely space  but it’s your room Lisa.”

“It’s really not, is it the bed, we’ll order a new one.”

“That’s ridiculously unnecessary.” Amy laughed.

“I’ll stay in the master, thank you.”

They decided to have lunch at Maggie’s, Amy agreed to move in about a week or so once she got some personal stuff packed and a couple boxes from Europe that were on the way. She was also expecting Spartan and wanted him to be brought to Heartland first so she’d wait for that.

Jade welcomed and sat them. After a minute she took their orders. She stared at Amy for a few seconds before Amy snapped.

“What Jade, I remember you, why are you staring at me ?”

“No reason except Ty just walked in.”

“Did you text him because you’re acting as if you did ?”

“Uhm no, he usually comes in around now for lunch.”

“Is he carrying a shotgun ?”

“Uhm no.” Jade answered.

“Then get our food please.”

After she walked away Amy looked up at Lisa “what ?”

“Nothing, you Ok ?”

“Sure, you didn’t find that odd ?”

“Whatever it’s Jade, oop heads up. Ty, how are you ?”

“I’m fine Lisa, uhm Amy, I didn’t know you were back.”

“I got in yesterday on the sly, I didn’t let anyone know. How’ve you been ?”

“Uhm fine, you think maybe we could find some time to talk ?”

“Sure, I’m back on my old number.”

“Ok, well it’s good to see you.”

“You too.”

Ty nodded “well Ok then, I’ll call and we’ll set something up.”

Amy smiled and he nodded again and walked away.

“When did he become Caleb ?”

Lisa giggled “I think it’s the shock of just seeing you without notice Amy.”

“So he didn’t hit his head or anything, has the barber closed by the way, what is that mess on his head ?”

“It’s become a thing around here that hair business, I don’t know and I’m not too fond of it either.”

“One thing you can say about Europe, men take some pride in their appearance.”

“Can’t argue with that.”

It was a few days until Ty called. Before that Amy assumed that at one point he’d just show up at Heartland and mentioned it to Jack.

“He doesn’t come around much, your dad and he are like oil and water.”

“Could have seen that coming, the pot calling the kettle black.”

“So you meeting Ty ?”

“Maggie’s for breakfast tomorrow, don’t expect anything Grandpa.”

“You don’t miss him at all ?”

“I miss having sex with him, that’s not enough.”

“So you don’t love him ?”

“I’ll always love him Grandpa but I can’t just live the life he expects me to live because it makes him comfortable. Nor is there any payment in his mind that would ever make us equal as if there was a bill to pay.”

“No but maybe he …”

“It’s Ty Grandpa, he’s too full of himself to actually want more, he doesn’t feel deserving and never will and spending the rest of my life as his psychoanalyst doesn’t interest me. I’m sorry if that sounds harsh or it disappoints you. I expected a thank you and understanding from him and I got an endless circular argument. I know it seems that I landed on my feet and in one way, career-wise it has, but emotionally, mentally…..”

“I’m sorry Amy.”

“Life goes on Grandpa, there are no fairy tale endings. Us Flemings, we’re a broken lot no better or worse than the Bordens. Not a good mix.”

They delayed Spartan’s flight from Antwerp due to weather. Her friend Lara, a trainer with the French team had him and made the call. She had grown to love Spartan on rides with Amy and watching them do liberty and didn’t want him to suffer any undo fear. So on Friday morning when Amy met Ty for breakfast she would leave from there to the the airport with Scott.

It was awkward when Ty leaned over to kiss her. She looked at him sitting for a while until he smiled. “You set the rules, no talking about Europe.”

“What is all that ?” She asked pointing at his head.

“My hair, I don’t know, you don’t like it long ?”

“You don’t, well, comb it ?”

“Well, you know how my hair is.”

“Not when it’s short and groomed” she said it with her fingers pointing this way and that at his head.

“Ok whatever” Ty said exasperatedly “how are you ?”

“I’m fine Ty and you ?”

“I’m good, well excited I guess.”

“About ?”

“Oh I’ve been talking to these guys, well Bob Granger and I….”

“Wait Bob Granger ? Poacher Bob from the rescue ?”

“No, well yes, it’s a long story, anyway have you seen that thing about the Gobi bear ?”

“Yes, it’s absolutely gross.”

“Well Vets without Borders wants to send Bob and I to Mongolia to see what we can do.”

Amy sat and listened to him go on about helping the tribes with their herds and seeing if they can help with the bears.

“I’ll be gone about 4 months I think, give or take.”

“And Scott’s Ok with this ?”

“Yeah, we’ll put some things on temporary hold but he’s good.”

“Well, sounds like an adventure for sure.”

“Think we can get together and talk again or whatever when I get back.”

“Sure, I’ll be at Fairfield, I’m partnering with Lisa.”

“Really wow, that’s amazing, not starting up the business at Heartland again ?”

“There’s no room for me at Heartland and Lisa is actually excited and open to ideas.”

“I always thought you’d go back to fixing horses.”

Here we go Amy thought, “I‘ll be fixing horses at Fairfield Ty, just doing it alongside jumpers I’m training. One of the things I’m going to talk to Scott about this afternoon when we drive over to get Spartan.”

“Oh he didn’t mention it. So, uhm, I can call when I get back ?”

“You can always call me Ty.”

He smiled that crooked half embarrassed smile before leaning across the table for another weird kiss before getting up.

She watched him leave and walked over to the counter.

“How’d that go ?” Lou asked.

“Awkward as hell. He’s off to Mongolia, seems happy, what can I say ? I still think he’s spending too much time with Caleb and what’s with the hair ?”

The End.

[ophiocordyceps]

hey op,,can you tell me more about your ocs?? I am,,v curious

TMY OCS ARE ALL JUST NAMES THAT OCCASIONALLY HAVE FACES THAT I CANT DRAW FOR SOME REASON BUT SINCE THERE’S NOT MUCH INFO FOR THEM IM JUST GONNA SLAP THEM ALL DOWN HERE SINCE I DONT HAVE ANYWHERE ELSE TO WRITE THESE DOWN HAHHA LETS  GO

there’s uhhhhh the corvid queen who’s design i forgot but i thought them up literally while thinking abt crows and vulture culture and i love her

there’s catharsis who’s one of my ocs that i stole some ideas from aus i made and slapped them together into something original and all u really need to know abt them is that they have the same exact energy as those weird archangel emojis

arcturus + exidy are AIs and exidy is that vague and ominous kind of threatening while arcturus will call you a useless paperclip (arcturus is another oc i yoinked from au content)

THERES’ MY SCP FOUNDATION OCS TOO THAT I LIKE,, ALMOST NEVER USE THERE S UHHHhh

Dr Harper Evans - lvl 4, an emergency physician and also one of my more developed ones (which isnt that much)

somethign something Alex something - she’s just discount dr glass and also a lv 3 because in my friend group none of us had made or used level 3s so we just all agreed they were cryptids

Dallas Emerson - level 2 with an addiction to scp-2022 (sunlight pills), i havent developed them much

Val - MY SERPENTS HAND CRYPTID, THEY ONLY EXIST AS A DESPERATE ATTEMPT TO OUT-CRYPTID @theartisticcatthingyS OC DEVON BLAIR

THEYRE ANOMALOUS AND THEIR ANOMALY IS BASICALLY THE EMBODIMENT OF ADAM SAVAGE SAYING “I REJECT YOUR REALITY AND SUBSTITUTE MY OWN”

Crossbones (i dont know their real name, this is just their username) - haha weed lol

theyre my gamers against weed oc and theyre literally DEAD I MADE THEM BACK IN OCTOBER WHEN I LOOKED AT THE SKULLY ICON I HAD AND WENT “YEA OK”

AND THEN THERE’S THAT UNNAMED OC

YOU KNOW

THAT ONE

god theyre pROBABLY WORSE THAN ALEX

THEYRE NOT UNDER ANY INFLUENCES THEY JUST DO IT WILLINGLY they dont wanna die so u gotta instead

the supernatural thing is this big shadowy creature thing that i cant stop imagining as something similar to the wolves in that siames video, except bigger

and occasionally i imagine it taking the form of a deer and just watching u w/ cryptid eyes but a wolf head w/ no eyes is the main thing i imagine it having

they work in search and rescue

they dont kill people themselves, they wont shoot or stab you but they WILL lead you off the trail in the middle of the woods and let that thing tear you apart and eat you right then and there

the operator is a coward come see MY supernatural entities they actually ATTACK U ON SIGHT

outside of feeding their weird dog™ they legit live a normal life, you wouldnt really be able to suspect anything + @arklie told me that finding a body in any condition during rescues is a good thing so THEY’D BE ABLE TO GET AWAY WITH IT EVEN IF THERES LIKE,, MANGLED BODY PARTS LYING AROUND

I HATE THEM A LOT LET ME BREAK THEIR ARMS

this got long hjkl;’ OOPS

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chayscribbles’ monthly writing update ☆ february 2022

☆ STATISTICS.

words written: 8376

projects worked on: Andromeda Rising

proudest accomplishment: it took 84 years but i finally hit 10K for this draft!

☆ GENERAL COMMENTS.

life is being a bitch lately so my writing has taken a hit. trying to be okay with the fact that it’s taking at least twice as long to get through this draft than it did the first two books.

in the meantime i’ve been working on my multiple self-indulgent AUs when my brain is too tired to deal with the main wip. i’ve also been drawing a bit more & playing an obscene amount of Stardew Valley lol

in reading news: i started reading Iron Widow after seeing it everywhere on social media (by “everywhere” i really just mean Xiran Jay Zhao’s tiktoks kjdgkjf). i went into it with no real expectations bc it didn’t really seem like my usual type of book but i have to say i am definitely enjoying it so far.

more specific wip-related comments + featured excerpt below.

☆ COMMENTS: ANDROMEDA RISING

okay. i’m gonna say it. i’m really struggling with this book. idk if it’s the pressure of it being the final book & having to wrap everything up, or if what i have planned for this book just sucks, maybe i’m just depressed! i don’t know. whatever it is i’m straight up not having a good time right now. i’ve tried taking a few breaks to try to clear my mind but it’s just Not working right now.

i also had to make a really difficult decision about one of the characters and while i know it’s probably the best decision for the plot and for the character, i still feel ugh about it. it also means i’m gonna have to redo the entire beginning of AR3 again but i really don’t have the heart to do that now, that’ll be a problem for next draft me.

idk there’s a few bonkers insane things i have planned for this book that are gonna be a challenge to write but if i pull them off they could be really cool. one scene in particular plays around with POVs in a way i don’t think i’ve seen before so i’m really just fucking around and finding out here. (maybe it’s been done? i just haven’t been reading as much lately so maybe i’ve missed something lol.) and also there’s a twist coming up that i reaaally hope i’ve built up well.

☆ FEATURED EXCERPT.

this is a bit i know i’m gonna end up taking out in editing but Val is just so iconic in it that i had to share.

They did a few quick mental risk calculations, then stepped out of the shadows and walked right up to the woman.

“Excuse me,” they said in Agnesian. “Can you tell me where the prayer rooms are? I think I’ve gotten myself lost.”

The woman eyed them and said, in Universal, “Sorry, I don’t speak Agnesian.”

“Oh, dang,” said Valyan, still in Agnesian. They raised their voice and over pronounced each word. “Where… are… the… prayer rooms?”

“Look, if you want me to help you,” said the woman, “you’re going to have to speak in Universal. You do know Universal, I hope?”

“My Thô isn’t great,” Valyan replied, inwardly cringing a little at how much they were playing into the “arrogant Agnesian tourist” stereotype. “Okay, uh, let me just… Could you—” they jabbed a finger at her— “help me—” they pointed at themself— “find the—” here, they made a wide circle with their arms, and one of their hands whacked the woman squarely in the jaw.

She let out a string of Thô curse words and doubled over.

“Oops! Sorry!” Valyan cried, leaning over her and grabbing her shoulder. As they held onto it with one hand, their other hand slid around her waist on the other side and tugged on the keychain, slipping it out of her pocket. As soon as it was securely tucked into their own pocket, they straightened and waved the nearest person over. “Hey, you! Could you help us out here?” 

As they rushed over to help the woman, Valyan backed away from the still-swearing woman and quietly slipped inside the locker room unnoticed.

sorry this update was such a downer! to make up for it have a little something i’ve been working on on the side-- little stardew valley-style sprites of the gangdromeda for one of my AUs teehee

i even figured out how to make them walk!

okay i’m done. i hope you all had a better february than i did <3

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Fandom: Marvel - Bucky Barnes bodyguard AU Part: One Word Count: 2,945 Characters: Reader x Bucky Reader Gender: Female Warnings: Swearing, mild violence. Summary: Yesterday, everything was normal, you we’re a normal college student. Today you’re running for your life with a Bodyguard that seems to hate you and the president is telling you that you’re his daughter and your life is in danger. Who exactly is this man your father had decided will protect you? Why does he seem to hate you? As the world gets dangerous, it seems Bucky just wants to look after you. Is that the reason for his icy stare, or is there something else to it? Modern Bucky Barnes AU! Author note: I deleted by accident, oops.

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It was hot, and not the lay on the beach in another country kind of hot. It was the sticky clothes, sweaty foreheads, and constant frustration at not being able to cool down. Unfortunately for yourself, you had to get to college, you needed a book from the library, so that meant stepping into the scorching streets to make your way across the city to get your book. It was far too hot to walk, but the idea of going underground onto a crammed subway, where you’d end up being packed like a sardine was an even worse idea.

A summer dress placed to a comfortable length, a hat to cover your skin from the sun and a rather high factor of sunscreen was all you believed you needed. Of course, you also had a bottle of water that was starting to get rather close to being empty. You’d decided to look for a shop on the next street, pray that they had air con to get you out of this weather for at least a few minutes.

Opening your bottle, you drained the last of it, as you continued to walk down the street. Pushing a few stray hairs off of your face, you wiped the sweat that was starting to form under your hat. Letting out a sigh, you directed it up, hoping that the cool water you’d just drank would cool you even for a second. “Excuse me?”

Turning at the sound of a voice, you turned to see a tall man stood in front you. As you went to speak to him, your eyes looked down from his face to see a gun pointed at you. Suddenly the heat didn’t seem to matter, after all who cared about that when a man was aiming a gun at you. “Remain calm and we won’t have a problem.” Swallowing hard, you kept your eyes focused on him and explain that you understood, but you couldn’t even nod at this moment.

You’d never seen a gun before and to see one pointed at you, you felt your heart starting to pound, how could this be happening to you? Was he going to rob you? You didn’t have anything, not even any water anymore. Why couldn’t you get the words to come from your mouth? What were you even meant to say at a moment like this?

“Y/N.” Looking up as another person appeared, this time a red headed female, who like the other you had no idea who she was. “Do you have the notes for class? I forgot mine.” As she spoke, the man was getting more and more frustrated. He was about to speak, as the woman punched the man in the face and kicked the gun out of his hand. As he started to run, she scooped up the gun and smiled at you. “Go, now!” She ordered, before running off after the gunman.

“You, here now!” Looking up, you saw a tall brunette man in a suit. “Come on, now!” Seeing that he didn’t have a gun pointed at you, you felt that maybe this was a good idea. Biting down on your lip, you walked up to him, looking at him with a curious expression. “Come on, follow me. Now!” As he took off running, you raised your eyebrow, was he insane? It was hot. “Y/N, come on, now!” He told you, causing you to sigh and chase after him.

You’d been running for about a minute when you felt a strong breeze coming toward you. You didn’t have time to say anything as the tall, handsome man in a suit turned to look at you. Seeing his beautiful blue eyes, you swallowed hard as he grabbed your hand and pushed you forward toward the helicopter. “Get on, now!”

You hesitated; you didn’t want to get on there. But another man appeared at the door of the helicopter with a gentle smile and you found yourself staring at him, he looked familiar with his sandy blonde hair and the rather puppy dog look on his face. Seeing him holding his hand out, you reached out and took him, letting him pull you into the helicopter. “Sit down!” The blue eyed guy ordered as he climbed in and pulled the door shut. “No, not till you tell me what is going on and where we are going!” You shouted, not wanting to go anywhere until you knew what was going on.

“It’s alright, really.” The familiar looking guy said, causing you to look at him. But as you did, the other man pushed you down onto a chair, causing you to lash out and punch him in the face. The calming voice of the other man came almost instantly. “Bucky, calm down she’s scared! I’m sorry Y/N, we will be okay. We will be to our destination soon and you will get some answers.”

Your hand moved to cover your mouth, you’d never hit anyone before in your life and now this guy… You’d hit him. “I’m so sorry, I…” A hand moved to touch the hand that wasn’t covering your face, looking up at the man who looked damn familiar he smiled. “It’s alright; really we understand that this is all scary for you.” Taking a deep breath, you stared into his eyes, realizing where you’d known him from. “You’re Steve Rogers.” You uttered softly. How could you miss that? You’d had the largest crush on him during his last modeling campaign, but after that you heard he’d packed in modeling, and now he was what… kidnapping people?

“Where are you taking me?” You finally asked looking from Steve- who now had a beautiful blush on his cheeks, to the other guy who was glaring a little. “Take a look for yourself.” You hadn’t realized that Steve’s hand was still on yours, it was weird how he had such a calming effect on you. Looking out of the window, you saw the Whitehouse and found your breath hitching in your chest. “W-what?” You questioned, tilting your head softly as you leaned forward to get a better look at the building. You’d lived in Washington for a lot of your life, but you never really paid much attention to this building or who was inside, until you were old enough to vote that is.

The chopper landed with a bump, and within a flash the two men were up. “Come on.” The blue eyed man snapped as he made his way to the door. “Mind your head, wouldn’t want you to lose it.” He uttered, shaking his head as he got out and waited for you to exit the chopper. Steve and the other escorted you toward the building, your heart started to pound harder as you got closer.

You followed the two men to a small room, where they then excused themselves and left you alone to wait. You’d forgotten all about the heat, now and you also hadn’t noticed you’d lost your hat sometime during getting on the chopper and getting off.

A stern knock on the door caused you to look up; clearing your throat you made a soft squeak and in walked a tall intimidating man. Your eyes scanned over him, you could tell he was muscular, he was certainly older than the men you’d already had to deal with and of course one big detail was that he had an eye patch. “Y/N, it’s a pleasure to meet you. I’m Nick Fury, and head of the secret service.” He explained as he extended his hand to you, taking it you smiled weakly. “I must apologize at the way this was done; we never expected the news to get out so quickly.”

Your eyebrow slowly started to rise as you looked up at him. “What news exactly?”  You questioned in hardly a whisper. “The answer you seek is through that door, they’re ready for you, whenever you’re ready to step through it.” A deep shaky breath left your lips after that moment as you moved to the door, your eyes glanced at Nick for a moment, who gave you a nod of encouragement, before you turned your head away and pulled the handle down and opened the door.

A gasp escaped your lips as you watched the man stood in the center of the room turn around to look at you, the President, Phillip Coulson was stood there. Watching him as he took in your appearance saw the smile growing on his face as he started toward you. You let out a puzzled cry as his arms wrapped around you and hugged you tightly. “Mr. President, what are you doing?” You questioned in a shaky confused whisper. “I’m sorry, but it’s not every day you get to see your daughter, look at you, you’re so beautiful, just like your mother, but you have my eyes.”

Pulling away from the man, you looked at him with clear confusion in your eyes. “I’m sorry, but there is some mistake, my father is dead.” You uttered shaking your head softly. “That is what your mother told you? She was doing it to protect you, our families never approved and she wanted me to follow my chosen path.” He explained. “I’ve been searching for years and while I hate to admit it, I did use city resources to find you, but it was worth it. Look at you.” You were going to have to call your grandmother later; this was crazy how could you be his daughter?

“Sir? We’re ready for the briefing.”  Nick said as he knocked and opened the door. “Y/N, I’m afraid that our reunion is tainted, there are those who wish to get me out of my presidency and they wish to use you to harm me. The news leaked faster than my men were able to find you and so you’re in danger. My head of security has chosen the best to look after you, but I’m afraid that you will have to have a guard with you at all times until they are caught.”

Reaching out for a chair, you slowly sat down. There was so much information to take in at once; you bit down on your lip as you tried to understand it. This man, Phillip Coulson was your father; he was not dead, but in fact that president and your life was in danger.  “Y/N, please come with me. My men are waiting.” You continued to stare at the floor for a further moment, a deep desire to process this, but failing miserably.

“Just give us a moment Nick.” You heard the man who called himself your father say; the door shut a moment later and before you knew it there was a glass of water in front of you. “T-thank you.”  You said soft drinking it down rather quickly. “I know this is crazy, I’m still processing it myself, but I’m hoping you will give me a chance to be your father.” Looking at him, the man who had the same eyes as you, you tried hard to say something, but only one thing fell from your lips. “I voted for you.” You commented, causing him to laugh. “Shall I take that as a yes?” He questioned, causing you to nod. “Yes.” Reaching over, he clutched your hand with a gentle smile. “I do look forward to getting to know you better Y/N, unfortunately, I have to go and do a press conference about the news about you and the secret service is waiting for you to brief you, so maybe we can have dinner tomorrow night?”

By the time you exited the oval office, you’d calmed down quite a bit. He was a great man and if he was your father, well then you were happy to have him. “Y/N, this way.” Nick’s voice rang out with an authority you’d never heard before; you guessed he was a little annoyed at you keeping him waiting and that way why he was basically barking orders at you. You followed him down a corridor and into a room, where there sat a group of people, some of them you recognized some that you didn’t.

“Alright, everyone. Y/N as you all know is the daughter and as the threats on her life are very real you will be looking after her. “ Fury explained. “Bucky, you’ll be taking the lead on this one; you’ll be her body guard while Odinson, Barton you will be around to offer back up should Bucky need it. Rogers, Romanoff, you’ll be with me. Banner, you continue assisting the FBI with interrogation and any possible leads.”

You stood there in silence as the man beside you barked orders, everyone nodded their heads and as soon as he Nick made it clear he was done, the group stood up. The man with the blue eyes making a bee line to Fury as the others moved toward you. “How are you feeling now?” Steve asked with a small grin. “I bet it was a lot to take in right?” He asked causing you to nod softly. “Yeah, it was… wait, you.” Looking at the red headed girl she grinned. “Nice to see you again Y/N, I’m glad I got there in time. Hope the gun didn’t scare you too much. I’m Natasha.” Shaking her hand you grinned and then watched as the two excused themselves.

“It’s nice to meet you Y/N, I’m Bruce. I’d love to talk more but the FBI will get angry if I’m not there soon. I hope to get to know you however.” Shaking his hand you smiled softly. “Sir, can I talk to you in private.” You could hear the blue eyed man, who you were starting to assume was Bucky talking to Nick behind you as the last two guards came over. “I’m Thor, you are a beautiful woman.” Your cheeks instantly flushed at his words. “Thank you Thor… Oh my god, Clint?”

“No Bucky, you can talk to me here. What is it?”

“Hey Y/N, it’s been a while.” He moved forward and wrapped his arms around you hugging you tightly, you couldn’t believe it. It was him, it was Clint, he still smelt the same, still looked the same. Growing up he was that guy you’d always wanted but could never have, and now he was there helping protect you.

“With all due respect sir, I don’t want to be a glorified baby sitter, make one of the lowers do it.”

Your eyes turned from Clint to Bucky, you couldn’t blame him for not wanting to look after you. “Don’t mind Buck, he’s just got a stick up his butt… Plus you did punch him.” Clint said with a small laugh looking at you. “You’ve not changed at all.” Looking away from where Bucky stood fighting with Nick, back to Clint you grinned. “Neither have you, apart from… where did you get that muscle from? You used to be a twig.” You teased giggling softly.

“I don’t care Bucky, orders are orders and you will take them, and you will like them!”

Nick stormed out after that, leaving Clint and Thor to make comments about having to catch up with the boss, before rushing out after him. Looking down at your hands, you weren’t sure what to say now. Bucky didn’t want to look after you; did that mean he wouldn’t do a good job? Slowly you glanced up at him, taking in his appearance again. He was really handsome; his short hair slicked, his piercing blue eyes, he could’ve been a model with Steve.  Maybe things wouldn’t be that bad.

Swallowing hard you watched him for a moment until he looked up at you. “Yes?” He snapped causing you to feel a little taken back. “Umm, I just want to say, sorry for punching you.” Bucky let out a frustrated sigh as he moved closer to you. “I’m going to make one thing clear to you right now, alright?” Nodding softly you felt your heart beating faster as he moved closer and you caught his aftershave. He smelt amazing, looked amazing. Was there anything wrong with this guy?

“I don’t want to do this, but I have to. To make my job easier you will do everything I say without question got it?” Oh right, his attitude, there it was. The one problem with this guy was his damn attitude. “Yes, crystal clear.” You uttered looking at him. “Good, now come on. I’m taking you home.” A look of confusion appeared on your face. “I thought I’d be staying here…” You questioned, causing him to scoff. “No, you’re not exactly worthy to stay here.” He chuckled walking out the door expecting you to follow him.

Letting out a gentle sigh, you looked around the room one last time, before following Bucky out and down the corridor. This was going to be hell if he was going to be rude like this the whole time, you couldn’t help but hope that they caught the guys threatening your life sooner rather than later, the less time you had to spend with this man the better. You told yourself as your eyes moved to his ass, to which you noticed was a very nice one. “Hurry up!” He snapped, looking over his shoulder at you, causing you to move quicker. “This is going to be a long few days.” You mumbled, allowing your eyes to look at his butt one last time as a treat, as you exited the building with your secret service bodyguard.

Things were certainly going to be different now.

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I FINALLY GOT AROUND TO THESE HAHA SORRY AND THANK YOUUU!! ♥

1. Do you have a set story for how you met them/fell in love/etc or do you re-imagine it all the time? If you have a set story, how much detail have you put into it?

Okay so there’s already the story of how Tina met all the paladins! It was more of a “I sat down and came up with it and wrote it down on the spot” hehe, so I put… enough detail into it? I made a fic on it so I mean.

I don’t have a set story for how she fell in love with the paladins, though! Can there really even be a set story? Falling in love happens gradually, and you don’t really notice it at first. There’s not really a story to be told, I’m afraid!

I don’t have a story of how Val met or fell in love with Nico, although he met him at Camp obv. I’ll get that sorted out more when I actually finish HoO!

4. When is your usual or preferred time to imagine self ship stuff?

I don’t really have a preferred time? But I guess my usual would be before falling asleep!

5. Modern or Fantasy AUs?

Modern! I love fantasy AUs, don’t get me wrong, but modern puts the characters in my own world. In situations that are realistic. And I just… I dunno, I really like that.

6. Coffee shop AU or Floral shop AU?

Coffee shop AU! Mostly because I can work with it better oops, but I just love cofee shops.

8. What kinds of things would they give you as a gift? What kinds of things would you give them?

Hmmm. I think Lance would give Tina jewellry that fits her! I think he’d have a good eye. Tina would get him skin care stuff, because she knows he takes good care of his skin and it’s important to him, and she’s not good with gifts, so she goes with something practical.

Pidge would give her cool rocks and crystals, which might not sound great, but she loves crystals and pretty rocks, so she’d be in awe, and Pidge would know just which ones she’d love more! In change, she’d always snatch anything technological that seems like it could interest Pidge, as well as getting her videogames (if they got to find a way to hook up the console anywhere) and stuff!

Hunk is more likely to cook for her as a gift than anything, but also whenever he has a sweater or a jacket or a shirt that doesn’t fit him anymore or he doesn’t particularly like himself, he’ll ask her if she wants it and she lights up and says yes. She loves them! She’d make handmade bracelets and necklaces for him!

Shiro would get her anything he comes across that makes him think of her! She finds that so adorable, even if sometimes it just means a cute flower. She would be more likely to give her less material things - less gifts and more do him favours like give him a massage after a rough day.

Keith wouldn’t know what to give her, honestly. He’d end up like taking pictures of cute or weird or interesting things to show her when she’s not there to see them herself. Any kind of trinket he can pick up somewhere to give to her works as well, since she’s happy to have something from like some new planets as long as it’s not something icky! Tina, in exchange, wouldn’t know what to give him just because there’s not much he needs or wants! It’s more likely she’d make food or bake just for him, especially to get his energies up before or after a workout.

Allura would do stuff for her as well! She’d brush her hair, teach her some stuff about makeup, sometimes gift her some makeup too, stuff like that. Tina appreciates it a lot! In exchange, there’s not much she can get Allura. Pretty stuff, sure, but mostly she shares with her interesting stories, especially coming from her dad’s diary.

Val would get Nico necklaces, that go with his aesthetic of course. Nico would get Val bracelets, since he loves them!

10. Forehead kisses or bunny kisses?

Forehead kisses! For all ships. They’re just so good and comforting!