#the shock from Jet when he does finally see her

[killiaia]

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Last fic of 2024.

Merry Christmas everyone.

Rosé x male reader.

"Thanks, man."

You thank the cashier and exit the store. You take out your phone and notice again that you have zero messages. You've been back from your mission for several weeks but you still have zero replies from Rosé.

But when you open your social networks, you see her everywhere. You see her and Bruno Mars. Literally, they're everywhere. Facebook, Instagram, Twitter, Tiktok. Any application, they're there.

And it hurts. It hurts to see your girlfriend with someone else. It hurts to have no messages. It hurts not to hear from her, you don't even know if you're in the same country.

And tonight, you decided to clear your head. You got on your motorcycle and set off. Where? You don't know, you don't care. You just needed to get away.

Here you are, in a gas station deep in the Korean countryside. It's now 3:43 a.m. and you're drinking a can of Coke.

You're about to leave when you feel your phone vibrate.

Jennie is calling. You pick up and find yourself face to face with her.

"Hey.." says a sleepy Jennie.

"Hi, gorgeous. You're not asleep? "

"No, I'm not. You weren't answering messages, we were worried with the girls. "

"Oh. I'm sure Lisa, Jisoo and you did. Rosé, not sure. "

"Sweetie.." goes Jennie.

"I don't even know if we're on the same continent. I know I'm in no position to say this with my profession but... it hurts. "

"I know it does. But sweetie, where are you right now? "

"I don't know." You answer honestly.

You look around for a sign. After a few seconds of searching, you find one.

"I'm not far from Gimhae."

"Sweetie! "Jennie says in shock. "You're not far from Busan! "

"Oh." You reply in turn. "I guess I needed to clear my head. "

"I'll call Rosé. You need her. "

"I need all of you. I need her, you, Lisa and Jisoo. "You answer sincerely. "I don't know, I'm lost, I guess. "

"I'm calling Rosé. Don't move, sweetie

"

You want to tell her no but you don't have time Jennie has already left.

You sigh and finish your can, which you throw away. You wait several minutes and decide to get back on your bike.

You're about to turn on the ignition but once again your phone vibrates. You click on accept and Rosé's face appears.

It's daylight where she is. She looks beautiful and happy. You want to say something, but Bruno Mars' voice cuts you off.

"Come on, Rosé! We're having so much fun, you'll see your boyfriend later! "

It's the final straw for you. You notice Rosé's panicked look on the camera just before you cut the call.

You put your phone away and get back on your bike. You turn on the ignition and take off. You have no direction in mind. You just know you have to go.

With each vibration of your phone, you accelerate. You zigzag between cars, you run a red light, you overtake another car, you run a stop sign and you haven't seen the car.

----

"Everything's going to be okay. "Rosé's mother says softly.

Rosé cries in her mother's arms. His father strokes his hair, but Rosé is devastated.

Ever since your accident, Rosé has been a shadow of her former self.

Following your accident, Rose cancelled all promotions with Bruno Mars.

When you hung up, Rosé tried to call you several times, but when you didn't answer, she called Jennie. Jennie tried to call you but you didn't answer - it was only several hours later that Jennie received a call telling you of your accident.

Jennie called Rosé in tears and booked a private jet to Busan. You were taken to a Busan hospital, the best one because Jennie paid for it.

"If he dies, I'll never forgive you. "Jennie told Rosé.

Rosé enters your hospital room and collapses. Seeing you so vulnerable makes her legs buckle. Your right leg is in plaster and so is your right arm. Your head is covered in bandages, as is your torso.

"He's asleep. "says a voice from behind Rosé and her parents.

They all turn around and come face to face with your father. Rosé runs to him and takes him in her arms.

"I'm so sorry.

"It's not your fault, Chaeyoung. He made his own choices and these are his consequences... "Your father replies softly.

Rosé's parents come forward.

"Hello. I'm sorry we have to meet like this..."

"Nice to meet you, I'm Y/N's father. "

Your father and Rosé's parents leave the room. Rosé walks over to your bed and gently grabs your hand. Your hand is cold and Rosé tries to warm it.

Gently, Rosé places a kiss on your forehead. You let out a groan of pain and Rose apologizes.

"I'm sorry, my love." Rose panics.

She grabs a chair and sits down beside you.

"Ah. There you are. "says a voice from behind Rosé.

Rosé turns and looks at Jennie. She didn't hear her come in. Rosé watches Jennie settle in across from her. Jennie takes her hand and Rosé gives her a questioning look.

"What?" asks Jennie. "You've got nothing to say. "

"Really? Are we really going to have this discussion now? "

"You don't deserve him. He loves you." Jennie lets go.

"I love him more than anything! " says Rosé.

"You respond to the one you love. You don't leave him unanswered for weeks." says Jennie.

"Come to the point, Jennie. "

"I don't think this relationship is right for either of you. You two should break up. "

"Are you serious? We break up and just like that, you get him back, right? "

"He'd be better off with me. "

"Go fuck yourself. Don't even go near him. " threatens Rosé.

"What are you going to do about it? You're never around. You shoot clips with other guys talking about your exes."

"What's going on here?" says a voice behind them.

Lisa enters the room. Rosé and Jennie look at each other, ignoring the Thai woman.

"Get out, both of you. "Lisa says.

Jennie's words stick in Rosé's head. Rosé waits for Jennie to leave and leaves the room. The Australian joins your father.

"Is something going on with Jennie? "

"She's in love with Y/N. "

"Oh." says your father.

"I love your son. I love him more than anything. Believe me, if I weren't an idol, I'd already have your last name. "

"I'd love to have you in the family. ", replies your father.

"I know with everything going on, my music, Bruno Mars.... But I swear I love your son. It's business, nothing ever happened. "

"Chaeyoung. I trust you 100%. My son didn't give you time to explain and he's going to have to face the consequences, but I know you'll support him. "

"I'll take care of Jennie. ", Rosé replies. "Lisa's talking to her. "

"If someone had told me my son would have two idols fighting over him. "Laughs your father.

Rosé laughs.

"I've contacted his team. He won't be able to accept assignments for a while. "

"Good. I don't know if he told you, but a few months ago he came back injured. "Rosé confesses it to your father.

Your father sighs. 'You've never talked much about your work with your father. You know he supports you, but you don't want to worry him.

"I guess he doesn't want me to worry. But not hearing from him worries me. "

Rosé rests her head against your father's shoulder.

"We're going to help him. "

Your father places a kiss on the top of Rosé's head.

"I'm so happy to have you in the family. "

----

* A few months later. *

"You're fit to go on another mission. "

You thank the medical officer and feel Rosé's grip tighten. With your thumb, you caress her hand in a gesture of comfort. You leave the military hospital. Rosé hasn't said a word.

"I'm not leaving just yet baby. "You say to Rosé.

"Not now, but who knows. In a few days, you could be called up. "

"Rosé..." you sigh. "I'm still you and Blackpink's bodyguard. "

"Stay away from Jennie. " Rosé says seriously.

"You're going to have to fix the problem you have with Jennie. I'm serious, baby. I'm not going to leave you for her. "

You get into Rosé's car and notice that Rosé is upset.

"I'm not going to be able to avoid her. You're in the same group, I'm going to do my job and that's it. "

"I swear, if she tries anything. " warns Rosé.

"She already has. "You say nonchalantly.

Rosé slams on the brake and thank goodness you're strapped in. You'd have ended up in the windshield.

"WHAT?"

"She was drunk. It was at one of your galas. You were already asleep. I went downstairs to get Jennie and Lisa. Jennie was completely drunk, Lisa could hardly contain her and you know Jennie. When she's drunk she's extremely horny. "

"What did she do? "asks Rosé.

You notice Rosé's red skin, a sign that she's upset.

"Fact, nothing. It was more in her words. She was in "Oh, I'm sure I suck better than Rosé" mode.

"That bitch. "Said Rosé, slapping her steering wheel.

"I defended you. " You reply.

"What did you say? "

"I told her that the way you sucked my cock was the best thing in the world and that I couldn't stop cumming in your mouth. "

Rosé is shocked by your answer. You notice her clenching her thighs.

"But she went on. She said her pussy was tighter than yours. Of course I defended you, said your pussy was made for my cock. "

Rosé lets out a little "Oh".

"Continue. "says Rosé in a small voice.

"And of course Jennie talked about anal. But my answer shut her up. "

"And what was your answer. "

"I told her that while she was doing her solo during your concert in Australia, you were bent over with my cock in your ass and Lisa was watching you get your ass taken."

"Fuck.." mutters Rosé.

"I had to defend my girlfriend. " You reply nonchalantly. "So you don't have to worry my love. I much prefer your pussy and your ass."

"Baby.." whines Rosé.

"And speaking of which, drive us to your place. I want to fuck you. "

Rosé nods slowly and turns on the ignition. You laugh softly.

----

"Fuuuck Rosé. "

You're just a toy to her. You're completely at Rosé's mercy. The Australian engulfs your cock in her mouth and you're forced to moan.

"I love your fucking mouth so much. "

As Rosé responds, she sucks you faster. You help her with your hand. You grab her ponytail and force her to take your whole cock in your mouth.

Ever since you told her the story about Jennie, Rosé hasn't missed a chance to suck or fuck you.

And here you are, sitting on your sofa with this goddess kneeling between your legs.

"You look so beautiful with my cock in your mouth. I should take a picture of you. "

"Do it." replies Rosé seriously. "That way when Jennie asks you you can show her the picture. "

You don't waste any time. You pick up your phone and plant it in front of Rosé.

Rosé takes your cock out of her mouth and starts licking it. She stops and poses, sticking her tongue to your cock. You press the button and there you are with a beautiful photo of Rosé with your cock.

"Film. We're going to film. "Rosé replies seriously.

Although surprised, you accept her request. You switch to video mode and concentrate on Rose like a porn director.

"Look at that pretty girl with my dick in her mouth. You suck me so well. "

"That's because I'm your good girl. "

"You are. " You reply, shoving your cock into her mouth.

"Take a look. She sucks me so good. Are you addicted to my cock? "

Rosé nods. She's far too busy sucking your dick to answer.

"I'm still thinking about where I'm going to cum. In your mouth or on your face? "

"My mouth. "Rosé replies seriously. "Good girls don't waste. "

"You're right. You're going to drink all my cum. "

Rosé nods and continues her oral assault on your cock. With her hands, she jerks you off and accentuates with tongue strokes on your tip.

You continue filming.

"Would you like us to show Jennie how well you take care of my cock? "

"Hey Jennie. "Makes Rosé look at the phone lens. "Watch how well I take care of my boyfriend's dick. I suck it so well, look. "

To accentuate her words, Rosé engulfs your cock again and bops her head, causing you to moan.

"Fuck, you're so good with your mouth Rose. Jennie look how good she is. Look how good my good girl is at sucking my cock."

Excited by your words. Rosé starts to slide her hand under her skirt and thong.

"Oh but actually she's a bad girl. Look, she's starting to touch herself, this naughty girl. “

Rosé takes off her thong and starts touching her pussy. By the sound alone, you can hear how wet she is. Rosé continues to suck you.

"I'm going to cum soon, Rosé. "You tell her.

"Into my mouth. "

Rosé steps back and you stand up. You start stroking your cock.

"Paint me. Cum in my mouth, I'll show her how much I love your cum. "

You speed up the movement around your cock and feel yourself coming quickly. You position your cock over Rosé's wide-open mouth.

After several quick strokes back and forth, you cum. You empty yourself into Rosé's mouth. Several jets of cum land in the singer's mouth. Mouth wide open and full of cum, you approach the camera.

"Swallow. "You order Rosé.

Rosé listens and swallows in one gulp. She opens her mouth again and shows you that she's swallowed it all.

"What a good girl to listen to Daddy. "You say to Rosé and the camera. "Lie down on the sofa and spread your legs, I'm going to eat your pussy."

Rosé listens and complies. The singer removes her skirt and spreads her legs, presenting you with her pussy.

You get down on your knees and put the phone in front of her pussy. With your free hand, you spread the folds of her pussy.

"Look at that beautiful pussy. Just for me. "

You pass the camera to Rosé as you begin to lick her.

"Oh my God. "says Rosé, pointing her head at the camera. "Daddy licks me so good. "

Rosé presses the screen and films you eating her pussy.

"Fuuuck. Look at him eating my pussy. Do you like eating my pussy?" Rosé asks you

"I love it so much. Your pussy tastes divine. It's almost intoxicating. "

To accentuate your words, you catch her clit between your lips and suck it, drawing her into your mouth.

"Daddy, finger me. "

You listen to Rose, still concentrating on her clit, you tuck a finger into her pussy. The double pressure drives Rosé crazy.

"You show Jennie how I eat your pussy?"

"Fuuuck yes. I might even show Lisa and Jisoo. "

"In that case, I need to concentrate. "

With your gaze fixed on the lens, you suck Rosé's clit again and insert a second finger into her pussy, causing Rosé to howl with pleasure.

Rosé tries to film anyway, despite the pleasure she's feeling.

"You...will...have...to...send...me...the...video..." articulates Rosé between each moan.

You nod, still concentrating on giving her pleasure. You lick her pussy, start by licking her hole and work your way up to her clit.

"The girls are going to be jealous to see how you're eating my pussy."

You put a finger back in her pussy and suck on her clit again and Rose starts undulating her pelvis against your mouth.

"That's it. You're going to sit on my face. "

You stand up and Rose looks at you. You help her up. You take the opportunity to kiss her and Rosé continues filming.

"A little kiss for the camera? "asks Rosé.

You grab her and kiss her full on the lips. You take the opportunity to finger her pussy and Rosé moans into your mouth.

"Her pussy is so wet. Listen to her. "

You insert a second finger and finger Rosé. The sound her pussy makes is so beautiful. It's so wet. You continue your assault on her little pussy and Rosé almost falls over as she moans so loudly.

You cut short the pleasure and bring your juicy fingers from Rosé's pussy to the singer's mouth. Rosé hastens to lick your soaked fingers.

"What a good girl. She sucks my juicy fingers. Does your pussy taste good? " You ask Rosé and the camera.

Rosé nods, continuing to lick your fingers. Her gaze is so sexy, so provocative.

You tap her on the ass and Rosé flinches with excitement. You give Rosé your phone back and lie down on the sofa. Rosé climbs on. Her pussy over your face, you grab her ass and let Rosé fall on your face. The shock is almost violent, but it's not serious.

For your part, you lick the young woman greedily. Her pussy is an aphrodisiac today, you can't do without it. Rosé grabs your hair and starts straddling your face. Phone still in hand, Rosé films herself straddling you.

"Watch how he eats my pussy."

Rosé lovingly strokes your hair.

"You see, Jennie, Oppa's too busy licking my pussy."

You could almost laugh at Rosé's jealousy. Playfully, you grab her ass and press her pussy against your mouth.

"Fucking look, I love it so much. "

With your tongue, you lick everything possible. Her lips, her hole, her clit.

"I love it so much when you eat my pussy. I'm going to cum so hard in your mouth. "

With your hands you spread her buttocks and titillate her asshole.

"Oh fuck. Take care of my holes. "

You put pressure on her holes and Rose is nothing but a mess. Still filming you, the young woman straddles your face. She picks up the pace and you can feel that Rosé is not far from cumming. You decide to go faster with your tongue and without warning, you feel Rosé's pussy contract against your tongue. You receive her full juices in your mouth.

Rosé lets out an almost bestial sound and the young woman nearly smothers you with her thighs.

Realizing this, Rosé pushes herself off your face and lies on your chest. And of course, as a global star, Rosé doesn't forget the camera.

"I came so hard with Oppa's mouth. "

You laugh and stroke her hair. Rosé turns her face to you and smiles.

"Ready? " you ask.

"Always ready. " Rosé replies.

"In that case, give me the phone and get down on all fours. "

Rosé listens, hands you the phone and moves into position. You get up and stand behind the singer. Like a porn director, you zoom in on her buttocks and pussy.

You slap her ass and Rose moans. She glances over her shoulder at you and you fuck her pussy. With your hand, you spread her ass.

"Look at that beautiful pussy."

You zoom in with the camera and Rosé waddles her ass. You stand up and position your cock in front of her entrance. Rosé's pussy is so wet that you enter easily. The movement elicits a groan from both of you.

"I'm sliding so fucking good in your pussy. You're so wet I didn't even have to strain. "

With the phone you film the movements of your cock in her vagina.

It's worthy of the greatest porn movies. You never thought you'd do it, but here you are. Filming yourself taking one of kpop's biggest stars doggy-style at her request.

"Fuck. I could never do without your pussy. It was made for me. "

Rosé moans. The young woman literally fucks herself on your cock, head against the couch, mouth open, Rosé just a toy at this point.

"Look, she loves it when I do this. "

With your free hand you slap her ass. Rosé screams with pleasure.

"I told you. She loves it when I slap her ass."

You slap her ass again.

"It helps her come. " You say to the camera.

Rosé says nothing, the young woman continues to move her pelvis. You can hear the sound of flesh against flesh. You're lucky you don't have neighbors.

"She's about to come. I feel the walls of her pussy tighten around my cock. "

Rosé nods and increases the pace. You decide to do the same. You pick up the pace and with your free hand you grab one of her buttocks. Your balls hit her ass and your loins propel Rosé limitlessly against the wall behind the sofa.

"Harder! Make me come and come inside me. "

Who are you not to listen to this goddess. You grab her hip with your good hand and place the camera next to her on the table. The angle is perfect. With both hands, you grab her hips and start plundering Rosé's pussy.

"Yes...YES!"

Almost animalistically, you climb onto the sofa, giving yourself a new angle of penetration. With this new angle, you accentuate the pleasure of both of you.

In this position, you totally dominate Rosé. Rosé can do nothing but receive your cock strokes.

But that's what the singer wants, so you speed up your movements.

It's beastly. You're just trying to make her come. And after several strokes, you come together.

The combination of your orgasms is powerful. You feel your legs buckle and you quickly catch yourself before you fall. You've come so much that you feel your cock being expelled from her pussy.

You catch your breath and see Rosé breathless, lying back on the sofa. You also see your cum coming out of her pussy. 

You stand up, grab the phone and point to Rosé's cunt filled with your cum.

"And that's the end. "You say to the camera. "

Rosé is so full that it's spilling out of her pussy. 

With your hand you spread the folds of her pussy and watch your cum fall onto the sofa. 

You put the camera up to Rosé's face and ask. 

"Any last words Rosie? "

Rosé looks at the camera and says to Jennie.

"You'll never have him and his cock belongs to me. "

You laugh and pat her on the ass.

[buckyalpine]

I'm just throwing out an idea while attending to my garden of boundless wips but just imagine the compound getting attacked and the one area that's the most damaged is the lab. Hackers want to steal all the Stark technology and they stop at nothing, waiting for the team to leave before they destroy the building, blowing the structure till it crumbles. The only one still remaining in the building is the lab tech.

The jet nears the compound; Tony and Steve are already suited up again while Sam adjusts his wings, Nat and Clint armed and ready to go.

Everyone but Bucky.

"Tony was anyone still in the building?" His face is filled with horror, staring at the smoke emitting from the areas that were hit, his heart hammering against his chest.

"My lab tech, y/n, she was still working when we left" Tony ran a hand over his face and the color drains from Bucky's cheeks.

"WHERE IS SHE" Bucky does everything in his power not to lose control, snapping back into soldier mode and strapping his weapons, shoving past Steve so he can jump out first as they near the compound.

"Barnes its okay, we'll find her" Tony reassures him but he can't hide the confusion on his face because why on earth was Bucky this concerned over his lab assistant. They had never spoken a word to each other, in fact he didn't even realize Bucky knew you existed.

"She's pregnant!" Bucky had never sounded so scared in his life, pulling himself together to keep from breaking down.

"What-when-how-how do you know" Tony had never felt more confused in his life while the others all whip their heads around, shocked at what he'd just said.

"That's my wife"

The jet doors open and Bucky is the first one out, sprinting through smoke and flames till he gets to the worst part of what's left, debris and rubble scattered over the floor. Bodies hit the floor as he takes out anyone that he sees without a second guess. He frantically searches, holding back his emotions till he spots the broken glasses first. Dust and crumbles cement cover your unconscious form, blood dripping from you forehead and he doesn't pause to try and wake you up himself.

She's in his arms and he's rushing to the med wing while the rest of the team trail behind him, seeing as he's already killed anyone that broke in. Once your taken in, all he can do is wait, pacing up and down the hall till he's given the all clear to see you. He sits by your bed, desperately holding onto your hand, Steve being the first to check on his best friend while the the others quietly enter after.

No one breathes a word till you finally open your eyes, giving you and Bucky privacy till you're ready to see the others. He's tucked into bed with you as they enter, his arm wrapped around your tummy, rubbing soft circles with his metal hand. You weren't showing much yet, seeing as it was still early on.

"Okay, spill, when did you marry my lab tech" Tony playfully teased while Bucky blushed, hugging you closer.

"Last year" He admitted, while Steve smirked, coming over to check on you.

"Doing okay sweetheart?" The blonde asked, plopping down on a chair beside your bed, smiling when you nodded, "How's my godchild"

"You knew?" Sam wacked Steve's shoulder only to be met with a snicker from both soldiers.

"Who do you think was the bestman" The captain smiled proudly while you giggled, giving Tony a sheepish smile.

"I was gonna tell you Mr. Stark"

"When, did you think I wouldn't notice a little super soldier running around the lab?" He cocked an eyebrow with a smile.

"You knew?" Sam repeated, still deeply offended while Steve shook his head, kissing your forehead before getting up so you could get some rest. The rest of the team followed after, deciding to bombard the two of you with questions after you'd slept.

"YOU KNEW?"

"Give it a rest Sam"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Almighty Captain, Never lies, Sir Honest A Lot, YOU KNEW?"

"Sam"

"YOU KNEW?!"

I'm sorry, this wasn't the most organized drabble, just an idea I wanted to toss out into the world.

[lavenlady]

Characters Chosen:

Hello! Could you do Cybertronian Reader with the Personality of Starscream with an alt mode as a Jet. Getting transported to Metal Cardbots, good at hiding and aerial attacks from the war but not seriously enough to hurt others. they couldn't be contained due to not being a Metal Cardbot like themselves so it's hard to contain reader. The reader is Gender neutral and platonic for the characters. Also Have a Good Friendship with Anna like with Alexis from Transformers Armada.

OMG I love the Idea! Here you go @hkgcsecondsblog ! Enjoy!

❇︎ Transported ✈ | Platonic Metal Cardbot x Starscream!Cybertronian!Gn!Reader

part 2, part 3

It was unexpected - you got sucked into one of the portals that got created by an explosion caused by the fight between Autobots and Decepticons. It was not ideal, but better than dying so you didn't complain.

Still - it was confusing at first where you got transported, but that is when Anna came into the picture. A really polite little girl, but it became a problem when she couldn't exactly lie. You happily taught her some tricks.

Of course the mayor found out about your existence, but decided that you were having a more positive impact than a negative one. He let you stay, because you could protect Anna from harm and be her company.

It was quite easy maintaining your disguise, you loved the sky and you often would give Anna rides to and from school. She was more on the rich side, which made it easier to explain how she got a jet, if anybody saw that.

How much Anna loved you! She really enjoyed spending time with you, doing homework or simply having fun. You could finally rest from the war as it had not followed you here.

It was weird when you started picking up other signatures, they were different than yours. The mayor was sure you could stand your ground, but still asked to look after his daughter.

When you first saw Blue Cop, you couldn't believe he was so much younger than you. Their species were so much younger than Cybertronians. It made you think back to the war, to the slaughter of youngsters, that is mainly how your species slowly started dying out. You kind of wonder what is going on in your world.

The Cardbot, as you have learned, had been staying with a korean child named Jun Grant. He was one of the classmates of Anna. He tried ... Sealing you? What even does that mean. You noted that his wrist watch-thingy could store other Cardbots as cards. The kid was quite shocked that he couldn't take you with him, but ultimately decided to make you his friend later.

It drove you crazy. Every time he obtained another one to the collection he tried defeating you. He only stopped at Heavy Iron, which he still wasn't able to beat you. That is how Anna found out about the cause of you injuries. She was rightfully mad - someone was beating her friend behind her back? Nope, not gonna happen. Jun had to ultimately stop trying to seal you to get you to listen.

You really were towering nearly over all of the Cardbots, the only exception was Heavy Iron and Black Hook. You found the outlaw funny as he was similar in looks to Optimus and in his doings to Megatron. It was such a hilarious mix. Though you wouldn't really trust him with other Cardbots, seeing how easily he burned the floor of the Auto shop - what would happen with youngsters? You wouldn't trust Black Hook fully either, with his ... specific personality.

The Cardbots were quite embarrassed after being called young, but they had to suck it up after you really started to treat them as children. Some of them didn't mind, they loved your attention. They would do anything in their might to grab it whenever they could. Shadow X especially - he would often try to prank you, but it always ended up in a failure. Though, he got fussed over when he nearly damaged himself.

Buffalo Crush would often ask you to join him for fueling. He learned your favourite kind - just for you. He gives you so much of it, that it lasts you for weeks. It really brings him joy to eat with his parental figure and he doesn't deny his fondness of you.

The rest was just like them, though not everyone would admit it. Mostly Heavy Iron, Wild Guardy and Buster Gallon. You really liked the Cardbots, wishing to live a war-free life, but deep down knew you needed to get back to your world. Your new companions really hope to keep you here as long as they can, you were not valued back then at all so ... Let them shower you with everything you deserved.

" I am not a child again [Y/N], I was a Star Guardian for Deus Machina's sake! "

" You had your own songs?! Do you have anything that would be similar to Musica Latina? I could even show you some moves! "

" It doesn't matter why I do not have a doctor's license. Let me take care of your health, even if I do not posses as much experience as your medics from your home planet. "

" Don't worry [Y/N], it was just a nightmare. You know, the usual, flames everywhere and you - huh? Hah, thanks for the hug. It really made me feel better! "

" Why won't you fall for my pranks! Uhg! You better pay more attention to me or I will do something to gain it! "

" Would you like to explore the forest? I could teach you some things about animals! I have heard you liked cats! "

" How about a relaxing flight? As a flyer I know just how much you need it and with how much you care about us, I hope you will enjoy it. I could even play on my flute for you. "

" Stop treating me like a child! I am going to become the next best Star Guardian! Stop petting my helm! "

" Would you like to fuel together? I just have your favourite! And we can meet up with Yuri, she sew something for you too! "

" Stop trying to get me to sleep! I just need to finish this and - HEY! Put me back down! My invention! - "

" I have just a spot in my crew for you! Don't worry, they won't be jealous - they want you there too! "

" Who is this Optimus and Megatron? I look like their fusion? Get you optics checked ... I don't want you to become blind. Don't get any ideas. "

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[mrschristensen]

Yesss that’s absolutely fine can’t wait to read it 😁😁😁

Conflicted

(link to og ask)

WARNINGS: eventual smut/porn w plot (READ AT YOUR OWN RISK), female s/o, threesome (the boys aren’t dating each other tho cuz INCEST), unprotected sex (piv), dp (double penetration), praise, degradation, name calling (slut), a bit of worship, oral/facefucking (m receiving), brief tit and pussy slapping, brief nipple play, a bit of aftercare, lmk if I missed any!

synopsis: The twins take their best friend on a trip with their family, and end up confessing things that weren't wanted to be said.

-> note: Scott still does have sexual trauma, but it was with his aunt (who they now have a restraining order against). I’m so sorry this took so long!

WC: 1,922 words

Sam and Scott were going on a trip to Maine; their grandparents had owned a house there and they handed it down to their parents, so now they used it as a vacation home whenever they were going up there for a bit. This time, though, they wanted to bring an extra guest.

"Morning, mom," Scott said as he came down the stairs from his room. Sam was already in the kitchen, eating a bowl of cereal. It was rare to see him actually eating elsewhere besides his own room, but his excuse was he "just felt like it."

"Hi, sweetie," she responds lovingly as she makes herself some waffles, "what do you want for breakfast?"

"Uhm... I'll just have some cereal," he decides, grabbing the box and pouring some into a bowl he fetches as well.

The silence was deafening, and all it did was create a slight tension in the room. "Mom..." Scott starts, and he looks at Sam, raising his eyebrows at him. They discussed this last night, wanting to ask to bring their best friend (and crush) along with them, but they never really came to a final thought. Sam shook his head quickly, but stopped and continued eating his food normally when their mother turned around.

"Yes?" she said. "What is it?"

He hesitates for a minute, wondering if he should give into not asking like his brother wanted him to, but he decided to ask anyways, being the asshole he is. "...Can our friend come with us to Maine?"

Sam groaned, slamming his head onto the island in frustration, which earned him a silently scolding look from his mother. He was fucked as soon as Sam could get him alone.

"The one that dresses like you?" she asks, to which he nods. "...Well, we all like her and enjoy her company. So, to be honest, I don't see why not."

Scott's eyes widened in surprise, and Sam's head shot up, his expression one of pure shock too. "What?" their voices rung out through the kitchen.

"A thing at work popped up, emergency, so I can't go with you guys. However, I'd be more than happy if she went with you both, so then you'll have someone else to hang out with. I was going to invite her anyways."

They certainly didn't see that coming.

That’s how they ended up loading up their mom’s van with their bags, waiting for her to show up. Their hearts pounded in their ears, the tension only heightening with each passing second.

And then she showed up, wearing a simple sweatshirt and sweatpants. It was going to be a long ride, so it made sense why she’d want to dress comfortable. But all it did was make their cocks harden in their pants. They thought she looked good in anything; she could wear a potato sack and they’d still get aroused.

“Hey, guys,” she greets as she carries her bags with her, gently putting them on the ground to return the hugs they immediately gave her. They were acting like they were little kids on Christmas with how excited they were.

“Hey,” Sam said, ruffling her hair a bit playfully. “You excited?”

“You should be,” Scott chimed in, “the place we have in Maine is huge. We got jet skis and kayaks for the lake, we got a shit ton of games… It’s gonna be so fuckin’ fun.”

"I bet," she responds as she puts her bags in the back, the twins following suit with theirs. Sam couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt; she might just think of them as friends, but they wanted something more. What if they completely screwed up if they told her, and that their friendship was ruined?

Scott felt the sudden tension from his brother, since they're pretty much involuntarily synced, and elbows him lightly. They both lock in a stare, and immediately, Scott knows what he's thinking about. "It'll be fine, man," he whispers to his brother.

"Are you sure about that?" he murmurs back, hoping it didn't seem suspicious. However, he felt a bit of relief since she was already opening the door and getting in the car. "I just... I don't know about this, dude."

"We at least gotta try," Scott says, "because we'll never know if we don't. You know she ain't gonna make the first move if she does feel the same."

Sam nods a little, "I know, I know. I guess we can try... I at least wanna stay friends. But what if she doesn't wanna?"

He sighs. "Then we'll just have to live with that. Somehow."

The both of them just decide it's probably the best that they stop talking, and they both get in the car as well. They weren't going to get anywhere just sitting there with their dicks painfully hard.

Once they got there, they settled in, unpacking their things and chilling out on the couch. The place was massive, and they took pride in it as they saw how awestruck she was. They were right on the water, too, which made it even more of a beautiful area.

"I wanna go for a quick swim," she states, getting up from the couch, "you two can come if you want. Then we can watch a bunch of horror movies when I get back, like we wanted."

They nod, and Scott looks over the couch. "I'll come," he says, turning off whatever random movie they put on.

Sam only took the initiative, feeling a little bit of jealousy, "I'll come too."

And so they all changed into swimwear, and the twins couldn't help but stare as they saw her in a black bikini. She smirked, rolling her eyes playfully. "Like what you see?"

They snapped out of their trance, their faces flushing a bit in embarrassment. They were way too alike sometimes.

She chuckled, "I'm just fucking with you guys."

They made their way to the dock, and she was the first jump in, emerging a few seconds later and moving her hair away from her face. "C'mon, you chickens!" she called out. "The water's perfect."

Sam looked at his brother, who simply shrugged, before following suit and jumping in. Coming up a few seconds later, he gestured for Sam to join them. He sighed, rolling his eyes before doing the same.

Eventually it became a warzone, all of them splashing water at each other and laughing. It was perfect, the addition of the sunset making the moment even more memorable, and Sam couldn't hold it in anymore. As she sent water towards him, he went under, popping up right in front of her.

His blue-grey eyes locked on hers, and they both just looked at each other for a moment before he cupped her face and kissed her passionately. Surprisingly, she was kissing back. Thank god, that would've been awkward.

Scott, for one, was shocked. Wasn't Sam literally the one that was reluctant to do this in the first place a few hours before? However, he didn't object to the idea, making his way over to the two. He put himself behind her, grabbing her hips and kissing her neck.

She moaned a bit into the kiss as she got double the attention, wrapping her arms around Sam's neck as their tongues danced.

He picked her up while still kissing her, her legs wrapping around his waist, and carried her inside, Scott following the two eagerly. They were in for a wild ride.

They laid a towel on the bed, and put her down on top of it, taking a second to just admire her there. Her hair was fanned out above her head, as if it were a halo, and she was panting for air she was trying to regain from the heated kiss. They made quick work of removing their swimwear, and soon all three of them were naked.

They couldn't even believe this was happening right now, but she wasn't objecting to anything, so they took it as the hint that she wanted this just as much.

"Jus' tell us if it's too much, mkay?" Sam murmurs, to which she nods in response.

She then looks over at Scott. "Are you sure about this, Scotty?" she asks, "I don't want you to force yourself-"

"I've never wanted anything more in my entire life," he cuts her off. "I'm okay. Trust me."

He then then grabbed her hips, bringing her to the edge of the bed, his cock right at her entrance. "I'm goin' first."

Sam rolled his eyes and got on the bed above her, tapping the fat head of his dick to her lips. "Kiss."

She obeyed, giving little kisses to his tip like she were worshipping him. He smirked, satisfied. "Good girl... gonna have to make you worship me a lot more often. Lick."

She once again complied, kitten licking the throbbing head. He sighed in content, watching her submit to him as Scott pushed inside her.

She gasped, her head tilting back a bit so now her nose was touching Sam's tip, and he slapped her breast, making her cry out. "I didn't tell you to stop, slut," he growls, and she immediately goes back to kissing and licking, to which he hums in approval. "There y' go. Good fuckin' girl."

Scott set an unimaginable pace, barely giving her time to adjust. He just fit so perfectly, how could he resist? "Oh my fuck, Sam. You're gonna love this pussy just as much as I am," he grunted, "fit so nicely. She was so made for us."

"Yeah?" he says to his brother, before giving her another command. "Open."

She opens her mouth, and he slides inside, ignoring her tiny gag and he thrust into her throat. "Oh wow, baby. You're a fuckin' natural. Takin' us like a pro."

"I'm gonna cum!" she whimpered, though it was muffled because she had Sam's cock stuffed down her throat. They could make out what she said, though, and Scott only sped up, even though it felt like he was already at maximum speed.

"C'mon, cum for us," Scott coaxed, moving his hand to give little slaps on her clit, amplifying her pleasure. At the same time, Sam pinched both her nipples while still fucking her face, sending her over the edge and squirting all over Scott's cock.

He groaned and followed shortly after, shooting ropes of his hot seed inside her, her walls milking him for every last drop. Sam came at the same time as his brother, ironically, releasing his cum into her mouth and pulling out shortly after. "Show me," he commands, to which she sticks her tongue out, his seed on her tongue and in her mouth. He hums in content, smirking, "Swallow." She complies, and he leans down to kiss her.

Scott had a smug smirk on his face, too, pulling out to admire his work and watch his cum drip from her greedy hole. "Let's switch."

After a long, intense night, the three of them cuddled under the sheets, her in the middle, Scott in front of her and Sam behind her.

"...I love you guys," she whispers, still overstimulated from all the rounds they had.

Sam smiles, kissing her cheek from behind. "I love you too."

"And I love you too," Scott adds, not wanting to give his brother the upper hand, kissing her forehead.

She smiles to herself, "So, are we're like... dating now?"

"Well, duh," Sam responds, putting his chin on her head. "Just not dating... each other, y'know."

Scott nods in agreement. "But we're gonna have to get used to sharing, then."

Sam smirks a bit, "I'm fine with that."

HOPE YOU ENJOYED! <3

[bomber-grl]

Shun Kaidou Dating hc! ❤︎₊ ⊹

Pairing(s): Shun Kaidou x Gn!Reader

The two of you got together after some quality time with the group

No not actually-

Knowing Kaidou he was probably obsessed with you when you go along with his dark reunion thing

Especially if you’re really good looking, then you’ve got him crushing all over for you

It was only when you got dragged along with the group (probably by teruhashi and her crush on Saiki) that Kaidou started paying more attention to you

And ofc along with that, his crush was so obvious

He’d be blushing up a storm if you were to smile or so much as look at him and speak to him

And if you brushed up against him? Explosion

I know I’m making him sound like some sort of incel whose never spoken to a women but let’s look back at how he reacted to teruhashi

Now you can’t rlly deny

Anyway, if you have a crush on him Kaidou is in denial

He’s so oblivious and unless someone else (probably Nendo and his direct ass or Saiki in an attempt to finally get you guys together) finally tells him then he’s denying it

But anyone can tell he really likes that they think you like him and is simultaneously blushing

So let’s get to the actual confession

Kaidou would NOT confess first

He’s too nervous and self aware to do that so you’d have to be the one

If anything the two of you were probably playing around with each other

Flirting but in a away that was indirect and not clear if you wanted something with him

It was until you were at that trip Okinawa

It was probably when you and the group decided to go see the fireworks before you all left

(Not included in anime obviously)

Well while the two of you are out there the rest of them happen to separate from you two and you’re left alone

You two are obviously confused and wander the streets until the fireworks set off

You’re so entranced by them and then you decide the it’s time for some strange reason

You try your best to yell it to him over the noise and once you’re beginning to think he didn’t hear you’re strongly corrected

His face is blushed to the nines and his face is shocked

He doesn’t know what to do but when you ask if he’d date you and does the stupid thing of asking if you were talking to him

🧍‍♀️he mentally cusses himself out but the moment isn’t lost when you bring his attention back to you and through immense humiliation manages to mutter out a yes to your proposal

From then on Kaidou and your relationship doesn’t change all that much in your eyes

But little things make it much more obvious

Things like when you walk to school

Usually Saiki would be bothered with Kaidou and Nendo on the way to school but when Kaidou sees you he immediately goes after you like a lost puppy

He immediately clings to you and when you see a stray dog or something he pretends to protect you with the power of jet black wings

Which might I add, Saiki with never understand but as long as you keep him away from him

Anyway, the two of you usually hold hands

Of course Kaidou has to face away from you or else he’d explode but it’s still nice

Plus he has to remove his hand from yours to clean it because of how sweaty it gets 😭

Eventually everyone knows you two as the sappy couple

I mean you practically dote on whatever Kaidou does and always gifting him stuff like he’s your bb girl

And what does he do? He acts all shy about it but lets you do it

Some people think your cute but you’re probably that one “weeb” couple in those middle schools 😭

Ok ok so eventually Kaidou brings you over to his house to see him mom

Unless you’ve got straight A’s, have plans for your future, and dress appropriately then you ain’t getting his moms approval 😭

And if you have all these things? She adores you

Really, she does

I mean she was initially scared you’d be a distraction for Kaidou but after she sees you two studying all the time (mostly study sessions disguised as dates) only then does she approve wholeheartedly

She’s always coming to Kaidous room with cookies or fruit or any snacks really

And Kaidou is constantly trying to whoosh her away and she strikes back with teasing words about your relationship

Whether you indulge or not is up to you, however if you do then just know Kaidou is absolutely crisped by the end of it and needs some time to recharge

The same can be said when you two first kiss

It’s probably sudden and out of nowhere

If anything it’s probs when you’re at his house or probably at a restaurant with the friend group

Either way the friend group goes to get something to order/eat for you all and you and Kaidou get into a more personal discussion

You’re teasing him and he’s pretty receptive and it’s only when you tease and mention kissing him does he freak out because he’s never kissed anyone

You lunge and ask if he wants to before actually doing it

Once he meekly nods his head you decide to do so

You don’t really remember what he was trying to say since he seems to be panickly motioning to the people who you call your friends that are returning

but you quickly pecked him on the mouth and backed up when the group finally came back to your table

Most affection shown to him is reciprocated

Albeit he’s stiff and awkward

But still pretty cute

I mean he’s not used to it but he shows his affection in small ways

Like by buying you things at the vending machines at school to stuff at the store

It’s his first relationship and yet he does better than most guys 🥱

The majority of your relationship is just cute Kaidou being shy and only ever not when he’s jet black wings

He swears he’s protecting you but really you can tell when he’s scared

Especially when y’all are out and he’s all jumpy 😭

Either way it’s nice being with Kaidou, he’s sweet

[levissslutt]

𝕋𝕙𝕖 ℙ𝕣𝕠𝕗𝕖𝕤𝕤𝕠𝕣 | 𝕋. 𝔽𝕦𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕘𝕦𝕣𝕠

Maya is the daughter and the only child of the infamous gang leader and hitman Suguru Geto. She had started her second semester as a third year college student, but for the past year, shed been dreaming of this mystery man, tall, daunting, and dangerous. Every morning shed wake to an uneasy feeling, as if the dreams meant so much more. Walking into class, she sees him, and does shit take a wild turn.

𝔸 𝕤𝕜𝕪 𝕗𝕦𝕝𝕝 𝕠𝕗 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕣𝕤

It had been 3 months since that night at Tojis house. The two of you had sex for the first time the other night. It was amazing, quite literally the best sex you ever had, and him as well for that matter. Even though he would never admit that to you.

You were finally back in your dorm after all the chaos, all seemed to be going great. All except one thing.

He was ignoring you. 

A fucking cliche, older guy gets with a younger girl and then ghosts her after they slept together cause he's scared they'll get caught. Sitting in your dorm room you blasted music while you cleaned. Cleaning always made you feel better.

"I can't believe that old fuck is really ghosting me, I just seen his bitch ass today too." Today was his first day back teaching in your Forensics lecture he didn't even do as much as turn his body in your direction, like the fuck.

Pissed wasn't even the word. He really had the gall to pull some shit like this. You were angrily scrubbing the tiles in the bathroom when there was a knock on your door.

You angrily took off your gloves and put down the supplies to go see who it was. Reaching the door the person banged even harder. Looking through the peep hole you seen none other than that old fuck.

You yanked the handle, swinging the door open and before he could get his words out you slapped him, hard.

"What the fuck Toji. So you ask me to marry you and then ghost me for fucking weeks. I thought something happened to you. I been in here worried sick. And THEN I saw your bitch ass today like nothing happened. You dumb stupid fuck what the hell is wr-"

He cut you off by pushing you in the room, shutting and locking the door.

  "Listen, Gojo is missing. I haven't been ignoring you I was looking for him. I obviously haven't been in class, you know teaching, he's been gone since I came back to your place that night with Nico ."

You were shocked. "But that can't be right I had spoken to him that morning as he left." Your voice got quite with each word.

Toji sat at your desk, you studied his face and realized how exhausted he looked. First your dad and now Gojo, something wasn't right.

"He's really fucking gone." He said as he ran his hands through his jet black hair, not even engaged in the conversation fully.

You felt bad, you yelled at him the first chance you got not even knowing one of his best friend was missing and that he had been looking for him and dealing with that all on his own. And you slapped him. The slightly red mark on his face making that very evident.

At the same time he could have said something, you could have helped him do something, cause obviously you had no idea What fucking mess.

"Toji Im sorry I slapped you, I was just confused that you were ghosting me after that night and I just......I'm sorry."

He stood up and walked to where you were in the room, caressing your face he looked down at you and spoke:

"I absolutely adore you Maya, I would never do anything, and I mean anything to hurt you. I would never lie to you, and from now on I will no longer keep things from you. I meant it when I asked you to marry me." His hands held your face in them peering down at you in a sincere way. He looked so incredibly tired.

"Just keep me in the loop, I know my dad probably told you not to, but can you imagine how this feels ? Not knowing. You just better not do that again, you hear me?" You held his gaze.

  "Loud and clear."

You smiled up at him. The moment soon fading given the situation. He leaned back up against your desk as you sat on the bed.

"What are we going to do Toji?"

"I don't know but I think the safest place for me and you right now is your place. Campus is on a lockdown apparently."

  "Again ?"

  "Yea you didn't hear, some idiot brought a gun to the main part of the campus waving it around at students and faculty, you really need to get out of this room kid."

So there can't be one day of peace around here, my god.

  "I do leave the room...to get food and then come right back."

He shook his head chuckling. After a few minutes of a comfortable silence. He seemed to realize something. He stood striding over to the door, unlocking it and peeked out, grabbing the bag he left out there.

"You idiot."

  "You slapped the shit outta me I just forgot." His hands rubbing his cheek.

He placed his bag in the room closing and locking the door again, he then made his way over to where you say, plopping down next to you. You slid in his arms wrapping your hands around his neck. Kissing every inch of his face. Lingering on the red mark you'd gifted him.

  "I missed you."

He responded with a muffled "me too."

  "Alright now lets finish cleaning, grab that powder and sprinkle it on the floor and then vacuum it up." It was your best attempt to keep his mind off the situation, the reality being he was never going to stop worrying, it made you feel slightly better knowing you at least tried.

He nodded and started to do what you asked of him, as you went back into the bathroom to keep scrubbing the floor.

About twenty minutes later you guys had finished. You put back up the shower curtains and rugs in the bathroom. You washed everything, so you made up your bed and put up your clothes. Toji watched you closely from the love sac he sat in from the corner of the room, as you finished up everything .

  "It's very calming to watch you clean." His voice rumbled lowly.

  "Why is that scar face."

  "Because your ass is definitely a sight for sore eyes."

As you smiled at him he eyed your body, craving you. He knew now wasn't a good time for this, but god, how beautiful you were.

---

The next morning was a gloomy one. It was pouring so hard outside you couldn't even see the tree-line. Toji tossed and turned all damn night, causing you to get little sleep. It broke your heart knowing something had happened to Gojo, and even more seeing Toji like this.

"Goodmorning old man." He answered with a hug from behind. caressing your body. You stayed in his embrace like this for a while longer.

Untangling yourself from his grasp, you made your way to the bathroom, hearing many protest from the man. "Get back here girl."

You grinned at him, "Im just taking a shower."

He got the hint, also lifting himself off the bed.

---

It was now the end of the day. It started off with you getting fucked in the shower and now the same man was drawing smiley faces on your stomach with his finger. Contrast for you.

"Let me take you out on a date." The question came out of nowhere, from the older man that was sprawled over you.

  "Really?", you perked up.

  "Yes pretty girl, we haven't done anything special yet."

  "I'd love that." You smiled.

He just held you, embracing you in an affectionate hug. It hurt him to know that you had to be kept out of the main part of his life. But at the end of the day, he had no say. It was what your dad would want, and he was falling for you, hard, so there wasn't a chance in hell he was going to jeopardize your safety.

Later on that night, after a day of cuddles and long conversations about what the future held, Toji left to let you get ready for a night out. 

You started to roll a blunt to have a little fun before your date.Taking a few pulls as you moved around the room. A few hours later you were dressed and ready to go. In a cute all black maxi dress that hugged your curves and criss crossed in the back leaving your back exposed and matching black kitten heels. You pulled your locs into a messy like bun with two single locs hanging in the front. He was already waiting downstairs, according to the text he'd sent, so you grabbed your purse and headed out to his car. As you walked outside you saw him leaning against the car with flowers.

"Aww, you got me flowers."

His lips turned upwards as he handed you the flowers and opened the door for you to get into the car. It hadn't been that long since you met him, but you knew. He was the one. He was all you'd been wanting. The car ride was filled with laughs and funny stories. A few curses to awful drivers here and there. The worry of falls real world issues soon fading.

Y'all shortly arrived to a....hotel?

  "Why are we- ohh are we going to that roof top restaurant?"

  "Dammit it was supposed to be surprise." He sounded disappointed but his eyes gleamed with amusement, one corner of his mouth was twisted up into a half grin.

  "Opps, I'll act surprised."

Toji parked and the two of you made it up to the restaurants check in desk. It looked rather empty inside, actually there was no one inside.

  "Do you mind being blindfolded?", Toji asked behind you.

  "It depends." You said, eyes squinting.

  "Its apart of your surprise."

  "Well alright, if you insist Toji." Eventually just raising your hands in defeat. If he really wanted to hurt you he would've been.

The room goes dark as he blind folds you and leads you deeper into the restaurant. Reaching the designated spot he unties the blind fold. Your eyes go wide at the sight in front of you.

The words, those damn words. 'Will you marry me' was spelt out in beautiful periwinkle flowers, matching petals littered the ground at your feet.

You guys were on the top floor of the building, on a deck that over looked the city. The sunset illuminated the flowers perfectly. As you turned to look at the man who brought you here, he was taking a knee. Pulling out a tiny black box. He looked you in the eye.

  "Marry me"

A smile spreads across your face as you give him the answer he wanted.

  "Of course I'll marry you Toji."

The rest of the night went by beautifully. He really thought about every little detail, from the sunset lighting up the flowers to the matching decorations that surrounded the two of you. To the food, the music.

This is what it felt like to be loved. This is what it felt like to be adored.

It had only been a few months . From the first day you saw him in class, to the break in, to finding out your dad was gone, still. To the weeks he was gone searching for the men who turned his house into a goddamn shit show. To now, his best friend was missing, but right now was the highlight of the relationship that has formed between the two of you.

That grin that formed on his lips the moment you said yes, have yet to leave his lips. His eyes sparkled when he smiled, and you never wanted to see it leave.

  "Do you think I should find my own apartment, or go home, because living on campus is really taking its toll on me, and I've only got one class.", you spoke in between bites of your salmon.

"Not a bad idea, there is genuinely too much going the fuck on around here." He was estactic that's for sure, however the weight of the situation was beginning to show again. You couldn't even think about it too much or you'd give yourself a migraine.

Reaching your hand over to his you locked your fingers with his, " I know you and Nico will figure this out." The sixth member , Worick was out of the country, how convenient. You had asked about him a few weeks prior before Gojo went missing. The tension in the room was unmistakable. The only answer you got was that he was out the country, and with that you vowed to never speak his name again. The tight lines in the older mens faces were very evident there was a sour taste in their mouth thanks to that name.

He rubbed circles into the back of your hand with his thumb.

" I know baby, don't you worry about a thing." His voice barely over a whisper.

It was officially dark now as the two of you finished up your conversation, the waiters came by and cleaned your spot and took the check. Your new fiancé led you out of the restaurant. He must have rented out the restaurant before it opened, because there was now a line of people waiting to get in as the two of you left.

A snarky women who was being obnoxiously loud about the line spotted Toji and eyed him up and down. You looped your arm in with his and leaned into his body. He smirked at your actions, looking down into your eyes.

  "Possessive already my love."

  "What are you talking about I'm just cold."

He chuckled to that ass of a lie.

  "I'll take you home ok baby, I'll get your stuff packed up, you don't have to worry about any of that."

  "Wait are you sure ?", you asked as you scooted around in his car seat.

  "Yes, must I remind you, I got you ."

  "I know I knowwww."

Toji rubbed your upper thigh in circular motions, as he drove you home, causing you to fall asleep against the window. 

There was a storm brewing. And not a damn soul was ready for it.

[therapycat21]

All Right Now Part 4

Travis Kelce x Famous!Reader Description: The reader catches the eye of famous footballer Travis.

Warnings: None

Social Media AU

I’ve been on cloud 9 since that night, he has been texting and calling me almost every day, calling just to ask if I was feeling okay, what kind of flowers I liked, and how I preferred cats over dogs. For the first time, it feels right, actually true and real. Compared to the last few years and the relationships I’ve been in, this falls at the very top of my list.

Ever since that night at the restaurant I’ve been counting down the days until I get to physically see him again, we both have been so busy with life that I'm only able to see him on Facetime.   

But today is the day of his game against the Jets and I'm so excited to finally see him again, and bring my mom to her first football game. 

My thoughts still swirling, I’m interrupted by a knock on the door, checking the time, I know it’s my mom. I run to the door and open it to see my mom in full Chiefs gear, also wearing a #87 jersey like me. I give her a giant smile before we pull each other into a deep hug. “Ugh, I missed you so much Mommy,” I tell her, getting a little emotional from not seeing her “Oh I missed you too my baby” Our hug lasts a few more seconds before we let each other go. “So, how's Travis?” she asks. Yes, I already told her about him, I can’t not tell her, we’re way too close for me to keep secrets from her.

I try to hide my smile but inevitably it pops out “he’s good, he called me today before heading to the stadium, he’s a little nervous” I tell her, she frowns slightly “Why’s he nervous, he plays absolutely amazing” she tells me “we know that but he’s more nervous about how they'll treat me cause we all know they're gonna be ticked off about me being there and doesn't want it to give me bad press” I tell her slightly frowning.

I look over at her after not hearing her say anything. She is slightly smiling “What are you so smiley about?” I question

“Oh nothing, this is just the first time I’ve ever heard one of your boyfriends actually be concerned for you, your feelings, and your safety.”

 I sigh turning back around and gathering my things to leave “We have not had that talk yet Mom, so please refrain from saying anything about that to him.” “Oh honey if you think that man does not want to be your boyfriend, you are very mistaken, if only you saw how he looks at you,” she tells me grinning.

Looking at her confused, I question “What do you mean how he looks at me?” she belly laughs from the doorway looking at her phone “From when you guys went out to dinner that night, I’m looking at the picture now”. I look at her in a panic and rush to open my phone and find what she is talking about. Opening Instagram I see a post from ENews.

Mouth agape in shock “Oh my god, I can't believe they saw us.” I say out loud. My mom laughs loudly “Honey no offense but you're a famous singer and he’s a famous footballer, of course, they would’ve found out. Look It’ll be okay I promise” I sigh a little in relief from her reassurance.

But I still have to let Travis know, that is what gets my nerves to skyrocket not knowing how he’ll take the information. I shake my hands a bit to shake off some of the nerves hopefully “Ohh man, okay let’s go, we will be even more late if we stay here” I tell her smiling at her assuringly. We both left the apartment.

1 Hour Later in The Chief's Family Suite

We both found our seats and ordered ourselves drinks and some light food. I lean over to my mom “So? How is it so far?” I question smiling at her “Oh honey this is so fun, I wanna do it every weekend” she tells me smiling. 

Before I respond we’re interrupted by someone calling my name I turn around to see Kylie and the two girls. I jump up to go greet them “Hey you guys, I didn’t know you were coming today,” I say while hugging Kylie she hugs me back responding “I know Jason decided last minute to come so his mom didn’t have to drive by herself” I nod smiling before turning my attention to the two girls and bending down to reach them “hey pretty girls” before I can fully greet them they both rush in to hug me “ugh I just love seeing you two” I tell them, letting them both go and standing back upright.

 “Oh you guys, this is my mom Katalina. Mom this is Kylie Travis’s sister-in-law and these two beautiful girls are his nieces” I introduce them. My mom stands to greet them pulling them each into a hug “Oh it is so nice to meet all of you, I heard so much from y/n, do you wanna sit with us over here?” she asks. Kylie smiles before nodding and guiding the girls into the seats between me and her. I look around searching “Where’s Jason?” I ask Ky “Oh he’s grabbing some drinks and snacks with his mom, he should be here soon.” she lets me know “Their mom is here?” I question with a twinge of fear lacing my voice. I can tell she noticed because of the sympathetic look on her face “Don’t worry Trav and Jason have been telling her amazing things about you, I know she’ll love you” she reassures me. I give her a small smile before turning back to my mom waiting for the game to start.  

A few minutes go by before we hear the oh-so-boisterous voice of Jason Kelce. Me and mom turn to face the sound and see Jason with a smaller and shorter woman. We wait for them to greet Kylie and the kids before I stand up to greet Jason “Hey, there my girly!” he says reaching to pull me into a bear hug.

 Laughing I hug him back before letting go and introducing him to Mom, he reaches around and pulls her into a hug before guiding us to meet Donna who he said was his mom's name. “Momma, this is y/n and her mom Katalina” I smile about to reach out and shake her hand before she laughs and pulls me into a motherly hug “Oh it is so nice to meet you sweetheart” After a few seconds she lets go “it’s so nice to meet you too, Travis talks about you all the time” I tell her smiling, she laughs “touche my dear” she smirks at me. I blush before introducing her to my mom. After all of the pleasantries are done we all sit down. My mom was on my right, Donna on my left with Jason and the kids, and Kylie on her left.

The game finally starts and we finally see Travis run out onto the field with the other players. Once the players are settled on the field I see him look over and up straight at me with a soft fond smile on his face, he slightly waves at me before turning back to the game.

I blush and turn to see his action brought attention to me in the suite. I look down to see some of the crowd taking pictures and videos. I catch the eye of one of the fans before smiling, blowing them a kiss, and waving at them.  A few minutes of this go by before everyone goes back to the game with fans occasionally looking back up here at us. In the meantime, me, my mom and Donna are all laughing and making jokes together. (if only I knew what gonna come from that on the internet). 

And as expected I look up from the field to the jumbo, smiling as I see my own face. I give a quick smile and wave before turning around and showing my jersey number with a proud smile on my face. Everyone gives a laugh before I sit back down and the jumbo goes back to the game.

The laughter halts for a moment after seeing Pat throw the ball and Travis jumps to catch it, everyone stands up jumping and cheering as Travis runs to make the touchdown with them winning the game against the Jets. The stadium breaks into hollers and screams, me included. Kylie still standing screaming for Travis reaches over and hugs me before Donna pulls me into a hug. We all hug each other before everyone calms down as Travis does his touchdown dance.

As the excitement dies down, everyone starts to gather their belonging. I’m then approached by one of the workers. “Hello, we were asked to escort you down to Travis and the car is that okay?” he asks me I look over at my mom, and she gives me a smile slightly pushing me towards the doors “go, it’s okay Donna and I are gonna go out to eat and talk some, okay” I smile reaching over to give her a big hug telling her I love her, I do the same to Donna “tell him he played amazing for me and I love him” she tells me I give her quick nod before nodding to the man and rushing over to go see Travis.

After a few minutes of walking, we hit the elevator the man guides me in before pushing the button to go down, a few silent seconds go by before the man slightly turns towards me “I’m sorry if this is unprofessional but Is it okay If I get a picture with you for my daughter? She loves your music” I look at him “Absolutely and believe me you’re not being unprofessional, how about I make a video for her, what’s her name ” he smiles reaching to fish his phone put “Her name is Jessica” I smile as he turns to video and I lean over to say a few words to her before he thanks me to put his phone away. I grab my phone and ask for his information “Is it okay if I get your information, I’d like to send her some stuff if that’s okay” I ask. He looks at me in shock before hurriedly nodding at me “Of course, you just made me the father of the year” he jokes at me, we laugh and talk a few more before the doors open and we’re greeted by Travis leaning against the wall with a few teammates. He gives them quick goodbyes before I walk out.

He makes quick strides toward me lifting me into a deep hug, his face pressed into the side of my hair. “Oh I missed you so much,” he tells me still hugging me. I relish in the feeling of his warmth before responding “I missed you too” he lets me go putting my feet back onto the ground “Oh by the way your mom asked me to tell you that you played amazing and she loves you” he gives a fond smile before it turns quizzical “you and my mom talked?” he questions. I panic a little “I’m sorry I didn’t know she was gonna be the—” he cuts me off with a laugh “Baby, it wasn't a bad thing you talked to my mom I was just surprised I thought she wasn't coming to this game that’s why” I sigh in relief happy he isn't upset “yeah Kylie said Jason decided to come last minute and drove your mom too” I tell him. He nods understanding.

“Anyway, did you wanna go home and watch a movie and chill for the night?” he questions. I nod profusely, excited for a chill night in before a concert the next day. “Yes please” I smile at him he gives me a nod before grabbing my hand and turning me towards the doors using his other hand to brush the back of my head pulling my forehead to kiss it “Oh you’re so adorable,” he tells me before stopping abruptly “what’s wrong?” I question he turns towards me “I was about to walk out this door exposing us to the world before asking you if you’re okay walking in public together yet?” I blush a little before raising my hand to his cheek “I am totally okay with being seen in public with you” I tell him proudly. He blushes turning his head down before nodding and clasping my hand in his leaning down and brushing his lips over mine. “Alright let’s go announce to the world I am the proud boyfriend of the infamous y/n l/n,” he says pulling my arm. “Ho ho hold on there a sec, boyfriend?” I question pulling my arm from his hand to get him to stop walking. He looks at me sideways “Um yeah, In case you didn’t know we’ve been together since I even looked at you that cool with you?” he smirks at me staring intensely. I blush underneath his gaze I ponder for a second “Yeah, yeah it’s cool with me.” I tell him before turning back to the door.

He nods also turning back to the door and we are then blinded by flashing lights as we are engulfed in the sounds of flashing cameras and screaming fans.

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[toomuchracket]

Having had flatmate matty help her pick out clothes now I can't help but think about him having to give his honest opinion on what she should wear on a date, watching her head out the door in his fave outfit 😔

this is genius but also evil as fuck. my god. him coming back from tour desperate to see you and hold you and just be with you (if he had any sense, though, he'd tell you how he really feels. but alas), and tbf you have a couple of days of that... before you tentatively come into his room one friday morning with two outfits in your arms like "please help me pick between these. i need to know which you like better", and he obliges, of course, and then asks "what for, darling?" and is SHATTERED when your face lights up and you say "well, finally, after what seems like an age of only hookups... i've been asked out on a date". he can't speak because he's so upset, which you seem to take as bewilderment; your face falls a bit and you murmur "well, i didn't think me being asked out would be so shocking that it leaves you speechless, matty. didn't think it was such an impossible notion, but whatever", and he has to force himself to be like "no, it's good, darling - great. sorry. s'pose i'm still jet lagged, brain isn't working right. but yeah, it's... good" because he absolutely doesn't want to upset you, and you perk up a bit like "oh. thanks. um, i know we usually have dinner together on fridays, but i obviously won't be here for that. don't really know if i'll be home at all, i really am not sure, but yeah. feel free to like. have people over. not that you need my permission, but... the flat will be free. just don't let anyone in my room or anything". matty just nods, and gives you a thumbs up, and tries his best not to cry while you're getting ready, and hugs you goodbye with a "you look beautiful. really" when you ask him if you look alright (very amylaurie, you know the vibes), and he DOES scroll through his contacts with the intention of maybe texting an old hookup to come over as distraction, but honestly the thought of that and the thought of you being romanced by someone and sleeping with them just makes him feel sick - instead, he just sticks on some midwest emo and goes to bed and cries himself to a really early night's sleep. it's fitful, though, and he's awoken just before 10pm by you texting "hey. not really having a good time so i'm on the bus home. don't do the bottom lock pls x"; naturally, he perks up with an enthusiasm that sickens him, and texts back like "alright. just me here btw. i would've picked u up, yk x" before wandering into the living room and faffing about with an acoustic while he waits for you to come home. despite his relief that the date didn't go well, his heart breaks at how dejected you look when you shuffle into the room and tell him about how boring a time you had, but it heals at the way you automatically curl into him as you talk and then say "wish i'd just stayed here with you, matty. i like it best". because yeah sure you went on the date but it's HIM you wish you were doing that with, him you want to be romanced by and hold hands with in the street and kiss at red lights and whatnot. that's why you haven't worn the outfit he liked best when you went shopping, didn't even consider it for tonight even though it's your favourite and would've looked great - you only want to wear that one if it's on a date with him. nobody else. god, the two of you... stupid little idiot babies <3

[shokuto]

The Way Things Are

USM continued

Katie Bishop was put in witness protection after the Hydra/Doom debacle. Granted a new identity and a new state of address where the agents of Hydra (her parents included, on the off chance they beat the treason charges) wouldn’t find her. She was to stay put, stay intact, and she was to never, under any circumstances, return to the New York tristate area.

Miles only discovers this because one of Jessica’s old SHIELD coworkers owe her a favor. He does now too, however she insists otherwise, yet that’s not what’s upsets his mind to the point he ends up nursing a headache.

This will be the first time in months he’s been face to face with Katie, let alone in the same state after…after everything. It’s a nerve-racking realization, one that has him pacing up and down the jet Jessica pulled her weight to attain under the notice of Nick Fury. Or rather, the conspicuous notice of Nick Fury, who’s job it is to notice everything.

When she touches down on a plain road beside a wide expanse of cornfields, Miles tries to picture what he’ll find when he steps out. For his peace of mind, he carries hope that it’s the girl he knows, nicely settled into her new surroundings and disconnected from the rhetoric she’d been instilled. He hopes she’s doing well.

What he expects however, is a scornful young woman who curses the day she ever glanced at him. He expects fury, he expects namecalling, he expects to be delivered a cruel and humbling penance in the form of the worst things he’s ever heard leave her mouth.

“Hey,” Jessica calls when he hasn’t moved from his spot at the hull.

He doesn’t bother glancing back. There’s no point. Behind him, she gets up from her seat at the wheel, ambling over and setting a hand on his shoulder. Gentle enough for him to relax, yet firm enough for him to also stand up straighter.

“You need to do this.”

He swallows. Takes a deep, long breath.

“Yeah, I know.”

She gently presses the hand on his shoulder.

“Just…watch out, okay?”

[…]

After maybe six minutes of aimless walking, he spots her herding a stubborn calf into a red barn, the color of which has faded to a dull maroon beneath the pale overcast. Her hair is down, and a lot longer than it’d been in school, past her shoulders and nearly reaching her hips. There are no dyed strands he can see to give it the pop she used to like anymore. Where she outfitted herself with gothic apparel, fringy black skirts and leather jackets, she now bears a much humbler t shirt and jeans.

She doesn’t really look at peace, he thinks. She looks discontent. She looks as disjointed as anyone else would be, suddenly thrust from familiar waters to the deep end, and expected to swim.

For a sparse moment, he debates turning around, debates camouflaging himself with the environment before she can see him. In seconds, it’s too late.

He watches a myriad of different emotions flutter across her face; confusion, recognition, shock, and finally…scorn. He doesn’t blame her. It still hurts to see a familiar face and know it’ll never smile at him again, and it’s even worse knowing he kinda, sorta deserves it.

Might as well follow through, he thinks, approaching her with his hands in his pockets as she remains stock still. He stops about a single foot from her, not even thinking of going in for a hug.

When it’s been almost a minute without a word gone by, Miles breaks the silence.

“Hey.”

At her side, her hand clenches to a fist. “That’s all you have to say to me?”

It’s the sharpness in her tone that quickly erases whatever words he prepared on the flight, that makes the barn behind her, his shoes, anything that can’t look at him the way she does, singularly recognizing everything he doesn’t like about himself at the moment, much more interesting to look at.

“How’re you doing?” he tries again.

“I’m working a fucking farm, how do you think I’m doing?”

He’s used to confrontation, has been face to face with tons of people who wanted him dead over the last two years, and even though it’s just Katie, his heart jumps to his throat the way it does when his life is on the line.

What are you doing, man?

“I’m…I’m sorry.”

There it is, the reason he’d come all this way. His apology, laced with several months of reflection, hurt feelings and separation, hangs over them like smog. There’s a pointed look of detachment that Katie regards him with, but he knows better. He knows what it looks like when she’s deep in thought.

Then, without an ounce of preamble, she turns her heel and walks off.

“That’s it?” He asks, a little emboldened by Katie’s dismissal. He expected a lot, but what he definitely didn’t expect was for her to abruptly walk away from him. The shock of it all threatens to reignite old wounds, remind him how she physically ran away from him once before when he bore his alter ego to her.

“Were you expecting something?” Katie sneers up ahead.

“I was—I was expecting a conversation.”

She scoffs, the sound harsh against the quiet of the wind. “You didn’t feel like talking the last time I saw you.”

He can’t help but flinch. Katie continues on her path, undeterred by the fact that he is too gobsmacked to react. When he snaps out of it, she’s already in the barn. He trails off after her, spotting her closing the wooden gate to what he can only assume is a cattle enclosure.

���Look, Katie, I’m sorry. But—but—“

“But what?”

“But my dad had a gun to his head, my friend could’ve been dumped in a room in Mexico for all I knew, and you were the reason any of us were there.” Miles presses, all the hurt feelings he buried beneath his sorrow reemerging like cicadas. “I could’ve lost the only family I had left, and it would’ve been your fault, okay? So give me a fucking break and hear me out.”

It hits him then, that he’d come all the way to the midwest for nothing. He thought he’d been prepared to make amends, but instead brought with him an argument there hadn’t been time for them to have.

“I didn’t think Misha would tell,” she snaps, her composure cracking open. “If you had just waited I would’ve—“

“You would’ve what? You ran off and you didn’t answer my calls, my texts, what the fuck was I supposed to do?”

“You think I wanted you stuck in there?! You think I wasn’t terrified, seeing you in that chair?! I begged them—begged them to spare you, to just—give me a second to make things okay! And then Doom came and he said he was gonna…”

“Dissect me.” Katie can’t help but wince at his candor, and a dark part of him revels in her discomfort.

“I’d never been so scared. It was the worst day of my life, because I thought I was gonna lose you, and that, yeah, it would’ve been my fault…I was a normal girl living in Brooklyn and in a matter of hours I didn’t know what was gonna happen to any of us.” she spits, pacing by back and forth.

Miles watches her, hugging herself by the stables and rendered unable to face him (once again). He…he doesn’t like how closely he has to search her for any sign of dishonesty, anything at all, nor can he feel relieved when he finds none.

He knew this wouldn’t be a parade, but he had hoped that maybe they’d find some common ground, and that for his troubles a weight would be lifted off his shoulders. Yet, all he feels now is that same weight pressing down down on him, the way it does late at night.

Then he thinks about what she’d just confessed to him.

“Normal girl,” Miles echoes. Katie looks back, waiting on him to elaborate.

“You said you were a normal girl living in Brooklyn.” He can feel his frustration bubbling back up inside him, ignited by the vague implication that he’d been the only one with secrets. Secrets like being indoctrinated in a paramilitary group. Secrets like preparing to help take over the world someday. “But you weren’t. You never were.”

Anyone else would have the decency to look ashamed. Katie doesn’t. For all the emotion she’d demonstrated moments ago, her face goes completely blank. Poised. It sends a chill down his spine, the finality to her gaze.

“This world isn’t right, Miles.”

“And you’re gonna make it right? By taking it over?” he asks incredulously.

It takes longer than he’d like for her to respond. Long enough for him to take a deep breath and ground himself by the tap of his foot. Before today, Katie had never been quick for backtalk. She had to think about the things she said before she said them, and it was in part why her sales pitch had come in disjointed pieces those few months ago.

More innocently, it was also why she expressed herself better when they were texting.

So when she looks up at him with a focused glint in her eye, he prepares himself.

“You know exactly what I mean. There are so many things wrong with the way things are, the way that these—corporations and these governments defy the natural order of things, all to keep a monopoly on cruelty, on violence, on power. And not so they can protect people like you and me, but people like—like Gregory Stark and Richard Roxxon. And they do it so that when their abominations run around and kill everyone, they’ll still have the money to clean up and try again. Don’t pretend for a second you don’t know what I’m talking about.”

And that’s the thing. He does. It’s practically written in his DNA, the lengths people like that will go in achieving as much power, as much profit as they possibly can. It’s for this that it astounds him, the way she had been inclined to follow Hydra, even as they prepared to do what she described. It’s this hypocrisy that halts the words in his throat, so that when all he has to offer in response is a twisted scowl, Katie confuses it for stubborn ignorance.

How ironic.

“What, you don’t agree? You think everything’s just fine?”

He takes it all in, the righteous fury behind her eyes, her willingness to rally herself behind the abominable for what she believes to be the greater good, and knows in his heart that he still loves this girl. That no one else but this fickle young woman before him could render him this heartbroken, this disappointed, and this angry at the dogma which corrupted the beautiful thing they had.

“You talk so big, about ‘the way things are’…” Miles opens darkly, the words dragging out of his throat like gravel. “You all do. But when it comes down to it, all you have to add is another gun to the pile. That is not the girl I remember.”

At that, he imagines he has her stumped. That the resolution in his voice can open her eyes to the error of her ways, that she had been misled by forces who care nothing for her. When her exhausted eyes meet his evenly, he thinks maybe this is how it starts. But she says something that shocks him instead.

“Well. I remember a boy who’s…who’s world ended last year. I remember waiting for him in school. Holding him. Being there when no one else could, because I loved him.”

It’s a cheap shot. One that should infuriate him; he’s been rendered a screaming mess before, at the mere mention of what happened in that hospital, a button everyone knows better than to look at, let alone press.

But with Katie, who offered her presence, her embrace when everyone either gave him a wide berth or forced him to confront things he wasn’t ready to, it’s different. With her, it isn’t pushing a button, it’s her offering a bridge for him to better understand her, because she knows of which she speaks.

And maybe, her sentimentality melts his stern resolve, renders the fire within him into a dull set of embers. It wouldn’t surprise him if before long there’s hardly anything left but the unrelenting sorrow at how things devolved, at the gap between them that seems uncrossable.

The bitter turn her voice suddenly takes emphasizes it. “No one cared enough to think about what really happened and why. How that…that thing came from this Roxxon lab in Atlanta, and ended up in Brooklyn. I did, though. And you know what I saw happen after that?”

He knows, but she’s forced to answer for him anyway.

“Nothing.”

He doesn’t know what to say to that. Not because she made the right choice, but because her eyes, like his, had been open to the world before her, and she found herself commanded by the overwhelming need to do something. Anything.

“I was sick of it. The violence, the greed, the fact that no one learned anything, all of it. It makes me so fucking angry,” She admits scornfully.

She lays it all out in such earnest, that if he blotched out key pieces of context she’d seem righteous. Her ideals would seem so honorable, so upstanding, that the things she intended to do with such umbrage would make it look like someone else was behind the wheel. When he thinks about what it led to, the way he’d been suspended before an entire army like a sacrifice, it doesn’t ignite his fury. It only exhausts him.

“You wanted to do something,” he supplies.

“Yes.”

Katie Bishop was a lot like him. It’s what made them fit so well together, back then. She was sensitive, thoughtful, and always attentive to the needs of others, always willing to lend a hand and get to the bottom of things. But like him, she was too focused on others…on him—to the point that she neglected to share the big things that weighed on her. For all she moped when she hit a rock with him he wasn’t willing to uncover, she wasn’t exactly volunteering her discontent with society.

It’s bearing witness to her anger, her bitterness at the world, that makes him come to this realization. And he’s disappointed in the both of them that he’s only gotten to see it under circumstances like these.

But apart from that, there’s something else he has to know.

“And now?” he asks, daring a glance at her, observing her response closely.

“Now, what?”

“Don’t do that. Hydra locked me a room and hung my friends over my head. My family. They were prepared to make more of me, no matter what. So what now?” His gaze hardens into stone. “Are they still your answer?”

He locks his heart behind a steel cage. He detaches himself from the way her eyes, a striking shade of amber, compel him like rings of gold. He has to, because he will never be the same if he doesn’t and she confirms his worst fear. He thinks he rejected her so swiftly in part so that he wouldn’t have to face it, but here they are, months later. He has to know.

It comes out like a weed. It’s a struggle that forces her to reach deep inside herself, and release the rotten word on her tongue; her betrayal, laid bare for the both of them.

“No.”

Miles can practically hear his uncle bemoan how soft he is from beyond his fiery grave, because he thinks he could cry right now.

“They weren’t who I thought they were,” Katie persists, “I thought they were better, but they weren’t. And for that, I’m…” she trails off, before locking eyes with him again, remorseful. “I’m so sorry, Miles.”

It’s only now that he feels that weight hefted off his shoulders. He feels like he can finally admire her openly again, and wonders if now, or later on, they’ll somehow put this behind them. There’s only one other thing he’s curious about now.

“Why didn’t you share this with me? All these feelings about the world?”

She shrugs weakly. Looks off to the stables, to the farm animals ignorant to their little quarrel. “I didn’t wanna scare you.”

“I wouldn’t have been scared,” he challenges. “I would’ve faced it head on.”

Her gaze snaps up to meet his equally. “Like you did in July?”

“You know that’s different,” he says after a while.

She folds her arms with a huff. “Yeah, well. I guess it’s why you didn’t tell me you were Spider-Man for so long.”

They stand there, lost in thought for a long time. He can see it in her hands tensing every few seconds, the way she wants to hold something. And that it’s probably him. He nearly makes the first step towards her when she speaks up again.

“You wanna see my pig?”

[btsqualityy]

BTS Dating Series #12: Life When He’s Gone

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Genre/Rate: 18+, fluff

Summary: You try to adjust to life without your boyfriend there.

Warnings: None to note.

Kim Seokjin

You sighed heavily as you stepped through the doorway of Jin’s apartment, making sure you closed the door behind you before locking it. Though Jin had made it clear that he’d love for you to spend time at his place, this was your first time making it over there in the three weeks that had passed since he’d gone on tour with the members. 

After taking off your shoes and jacket, you paced into the kitchen in search of food. You had hoped that whatever Jin had in his fridge hadn’t gone bad in his absence because you were starving and hadn’t thought to go to the grocery store. When you opened the fridge, you were shocked to see it fully stocked with all of the ingredients needed to make your favorite foods. 

“How?” You murmured to yourself and as you looked at the counter next to the fridge, you saw a large piece of paper folded up with your name on it. After shutting the door, you picked up the paper and unfolded it, seeing that it was from Jin.

“Hi jagi, I had my brother stock up on your favorites for me because I wanted you to be comfortable whenever you decided to (finally) come to my place! Feel free to cook yourself a meal, eat well, and make yourself at home! I miss you more than anything. All my love and heart - Your Jinnie.”

“That man,” you smiled to yourself before putting the note down and doing exactly what he instructed you to. Two hours later, after you had eaten your fill and changed into one of Jin’s t-shirt that he left behind, you were laying in his bed and decided to send him a picture of yourself, along with a text.

“Thank you for thinking of me, even from thousands of miles away. I miss you and I’m waiting for you to come home to me. I love you.”

Min Yoongi

“Hey, sorry I’m late,” you huffed as you flew into the restaurant where your best friend was waiting for you to join her for lunch. 

“Hey,” she smiled, waiting for you to take your seat before she bit into you. “What’s up with you? You’re usually never late and no offense, but you look like shit.”

“I feel like shit,” you confessed. “I’ve barely been sleeping these days and I’ve been surviving off coffee and sheer will power to get my projects at work done.”

“Hmm, does this have anything to do with a certain rapper being gone on a jet setting tour with his members?” She smirked and you rolled your eyes. 

“Shut up.”

“No seriously,” she chuckled. “How have you been holding up since he’s been gone?”

“I miss him so fucking much,” you admitted. “And I didn’t think I would. I can barely sleep without him.”

“It’s not surprising,” she shrugged. “The two of you have been joined at the hip ever since you started seeing each other.”

“I know but still, I never thought I’d miss any man this much,” you huffed. “I’m in so deep with Yoongi and the craziest part is, I don’t mind it at all.”

“Anyone with eyes could see that,” your best friend laughed. “And you wanna know something?”

“What?”

“He’s in just as deep as you are, if the way he looks at you is any indication,” she revealed, making you smile widely at the thought of your boyfriend. 

Kim Namjoon

You strolled around the museum on your own, taking your time to look at and read the description for every piece that was showcased. In Namjoon’s absence, you found comfort in still doing the things that the two of you often did while you were together and museum hopping was near the top of the list. 

“Ah, this is gorgeous,” you murmured to yourself as you came upon a particular abstract painting. As you read the description, you realized that it was created by one of Namjoon’s favorite artists so after taking your phone out, you posed in front of the piece and smiled widely, taking a quick selfie. Once you made sure that you liked it, you went straight to your text messages and sent it to Namjoon along with a simple text: “Missing you”. 

As soon as you saw the picture sent, another picture popped up into your text thread and you smiled when you saw that it was from Namjoon. He was posing in front of one of your favorite works of art with a wide smile, dimples deep and proudly on display. 

“Missing my museum partner a little more today,” was the text message that came with it. As soon as you went to reply, another one came through that read “there’s no way that we’re really doing the same thing at the same time”.

“Yes way,” you texted back. “I miss you. Hurry home.”

“I miss you more.”

Jung Hoseok

“So if you could just call the venue to confirm the date of the party, we can start to book the vendors,” you said to your assistant Jaehyun who nodded dutifully.

“Of course,” he replied. “Anything else?”

“That’ll be all. Thank you, Jaehyun,” you said and he smiled softly before rushing off to do the job you had given him. You walked around your desk then, taking a seat in your large chair and grabbing your phone to scroll through it. As soon as you unlocked it, you saw that you had a missed call from Hobi only five minutes prior so you hurriedly called him back, putting the phone on speaker as it rung loudly.

“You’ve reached Jung Hoseok. I couldn’t make it to the phone right now but I’ll call you back as soon as I can!” His voicemail recited, making you sigh heavily before hanging up. Just as you went to send him a text message, Jaehyun came rushing back into your office.

“Uh boss? There’s been an issue with the dates for the venue,” he grimaced and with a heavy sigh, you set your cell phone to the side before waving him inside to sort out the issue. 

By the end of the day, you and Hobi had called each other a combined 8 times, each of you missing the other’s call by mere minutes. After getting home, eating, and getting into bed, you had given up all hope of hearing from your boyfriend that day. That was, until your phone rang at almost midnight.

“Hello?” You answered. 

“I hope you didn’t think I was really gonna let the whole day go by without hearing your voice at least once,” Hobi murmured into the phone and you couldn’t help but to smile. 

“I don’t know,” you said teasingly. “You cut it a little close this time.”

“Well, please forgive me,” he laughed. “How are you doing though, baby? Ok?”

“Yeah, much better now that I hear your voice,” you admitted. 

“Me too baby, me too.”

Park Jimin

You were in your en suite bathroom, finishing up your skincare routine when ringing from your laptop made your heart rate skyrocket. After taking a quick look in the mirror to make sure you looked ok, you rushed into your bedroom and jumped onto the bed, hurriedly answering the incoming FaceTime call. 

“Hello?” Jimin called out once the camera had finished connecting.

“Jimin-ssi,” you grinned. “How are you? How was the show tonight?”

“I’m ok, just finished showering and the show was great,” he replied. “Would’ve been better if you had been there, though.”

“Oh yeah right,” you giggled. 

“How about you? How have you been?” He wondered and you grabbed one of your pillows, using it to prop yourself up as you got comfortable on the bed. 

“I’m ok, just been trying to keep myself occupied with work,” you told him. “I’ve been working out a lot lately too, since I’ve been so anxious worrying about you and your health.”

“I’m fine jagi,” he assured you with a playful roll of his eyes. “But I don’t want you overdoing it in the gym, even though it’s definitely paying off.”

“You think?” You murmured teasingly, not so subtly letting the strap of your nightgown slide down your shoulder. 

“Don’t try and distract me right now, I’m serious!” He whined, making you laugh loudly. 

“Alright, alright, fine,” you relented. “Tell me more about the tour.” For the next hour, you and Jimin traded stories about what had been going on in your lives since you had been separated and before you knew it, you found yourself beginning to dose off against your pillow. 

“Baby, go to bed,” Jimin told you gently. “It’s late for both of us.”

“Sing to me?” You requested and never having been one to deny you, Jimin began to sing Serendipity as you drifted off to sleep. 

Kim Taehyung

“How’s your steak, Y/N-ah?” Taehyung asked you and you looked up at your phone that was propped up on the table, giving him a small smile.

“It’s amazing Tae, but-”

“But what?”

“You didn’t have to go to some much trouble,” you told him. “I mean, you ordered the food for me even though you’re in Europe right now and you skipped out on dinner with the members and the staff just to have a FaceTime date with me.”

“Baby, I did all of those things because I wanted to,” he reminded you. “It was no trouble for me to order the food for you and as for missing dinner with the members and staff, I’m literally on tour with them so I see them everyday. It won’t be the only time I’ll be able to hang out with them, I swear.”

“I just don’t want you to feel like you have to rearrange your whole life for me,” you shrugged lamely. 

“Hey, I’m making sure that you know how special you are to me and that you know you have a space in my life,” Taehyung explained. “Touring and the distance can be hard on relationships and I just don’t wanna leave any doubts in your mind, ok?”

“Ok,” you nodded with a grin. “Thank you, for the reassurance.”

“Anything for you baby, and that’s always,” he promised. 

Jeon Jungkook

You laughed out loud as you watched Bangtan’s newest interview with Vogue magazine that had just been released only a few hours prior. With Jungkook being gone, you found yourself closely watching social media for updates on what the group was up to and how the shows of the tour were going. Doing so made you feel closer to Jungkook than physical distance currently allowed and that helped you not feel as lonely without him there.

When you got to about the midway point of the video, your phone suddenly rang and you reached over, barely taking your eyes off the screen as you answered it. 

“Hello?”

“Hi Y/N-ah,” Jungkook greeted you and you couldn’t help the smile that slide onto your face. 

“Hey you,” you replied. “Funny you chose to call right now, I’m watching your Vogue interview.”

“Ah yeah, we did that a few days ago,” he said. 

“You look amazing, the stylists have been doing great,” you commented. “And you sounded good during the part where they asked you to sing your current favorite song.”

“Thanks baby,” he chuckled. “Wanna know something though?”

“What’s that?”

“All I could think about during that interview was you and how there’s only one week left until you come out to see me,” he confessed. “I miss you so much.”

“I miss you too,” you whispered. “And trust me, I’ve been thinking about it a lot too. Feels like it’s been forever since we were together when it’s really only been two months.”

“Two months too long,” he huffed. “Once you’re here, I might not let you go home.”

“I wouldn’t have any issues with that,” you giggled. “Now, talk to me and tell me about the tour.” You snuggled into the couch with a smile as Jungkook talked animatedly about the shows and how he couldn’t wait for you to see them.

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No Such Thing as Easy Missions

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Steve should know by now that there’s no such thing as an easy mission. Even though Fury swears this one should be simple, just an in-and-out hostage rescue situation, he should have known that there was a catch. There always seems to be. And right now, the catch is a room full of young girls handcuffed to their bedframes, and the stone-faced, silent redhead assassin to his right.

“Are these the hostages?” Tony asks, rather unhelpfully. The girls are silent, watching, waiting. They don’t seem to be able to understand them, but they don’t look afraid, even though four of the six avengers just burst through the locked door to their – what is this, a bedroom? There are probably thirty girls, the oldest no older than twelve or thirteen, each sitting up in their beds and watching the group attentively.

“теперь ты в безопасности.” You’re safe now. The girls all snap to attention at Natasha’s words, who has snapped out of barely hidden shock and starts to unhook the chains of the girl nearest her.

“Right, Russian. That makes sense.” Tony goes for the next row of beds, and Clint and Steve quickly follow suit.

Steve kneels next to the bed, where a little girl in ragged clothes watches him with eyes that seem much too old for her face. When he glances over his shoulder, Natasha is still working on the chains of the girls in the first row of beds. She’s always been hard to read, but Steve has tried his best over the years to learn her tells as well as her triggers, and right now they’re in a remote Red Room facility with no warning. She doesn’t look shaken, but he knows she must be, and as the group continues to release the girls from their beds, he keeps an eye on her. Clint follows her closely, putting a hand on her shoulder that she shrugs off, eyes dark and dull. They exchange a few words in low voices that Steve can’t make out, but he doesn’t try to eaves drop. Tony is also uncharacteristically quiet – something about the gravity of the situation seems to register with him, and Steve is grateful that Tony was able to pull himself together and stay on track.

After Natasha’s words in Russian, the girls all seem to flock to her with much more comfort than with her teammates – though Steve can’t say he’s surprised about it, seeing as Natasha is also the only woman in a room full of tall, foreign men. Natasha keeps reassuring the girls in soft Russian as they walk through the maze of hallways, destroyed by hammer blows and the footprints of a monster much bigger than a man (the wielders of both weapons who currently wait in the jet half a mile away).

“I called extraction, Hill’s got a jet for the hostages out front,” Tony supplies helpfully, and all Natasha does is give him a nod, her eyes not leaving the faces of the girls. She’s pale, and Steve notices her tighten her hands into fists to hide her shaking. Clint walks alongside her, keeping a subtle eye on her that doesn’t go unnoticed by Steve and Tony, who exchange a cautious glance.

The hostages load into the sleek black jet Hill has parked outside of the facility, marching diligently into the hanger. As Natasha turns away with the rest of the group, one of the girls tugs on her hand gently, and Natasha whirls around, kneeling to reach the girl’s level. She can’t be more than eight years old, and her hair is in dark knotted braids, her lips chapped. Steve watches Natasha whisper quietly to the girl, who gives Natasha a shy hug before following the rest of the group to the jet. Natasha stands there for a moment, watching the girl go, and the group stops with her, waiting.

“We good to go?” Tony asks carefully.

“Yep.” Natasha turns suddenly and brushes past them, heading for their jet. She’s walking so fast they can barely keep up with her.

“Clint --” Steve starts, but the archer cuts him off.

“I know. She’s…I know.”

When they reach the jet, Natasha’s already gone into the back compartment to change. Banner and Thor sit in the main bay, looking confused as the rest walk in.

“What happened?” Banner asks quietly, glancing behind him where Natasha disappeared to.

“Red Room,” Steve doesn’t need to elaborate. Banner winces.  

“Ah. Fuck.” 

“What do we do?” Tony, surprisingly thoughtful, turns to Clint for help.

“I’ll handle it. I’ll – she’ll be fine. Let’s fly.”

“Roger that,” Tony shrugs, offering a half-assed salute.

The jet takes off smoothly, the team waiting apprehensively for Natasha. She comes out a good ten minutes after takeoff, having changed into more comfortable clothes. She doesn’t look at the group, instead opting to pull a book out of her mission duffle and curl up in the corner away from them. There’s a heavy silence in the room, broken only by the crisp turning of pages as Natasha pointedly ignores the group. Her hands are shaking.

“Nat?” Tony asks, softly, tentatively. She doesn’t look up.

“What?”

“That was…was that the Red Room?” he tries. Her shoulders tense, the only sign that she’s even listening.

“Part of it,” is the only response she gives.

“Do you want –”

“This isn’t a press conference, Stark,” she snaps sharply, finally looking up and closing her book swiftly. “Yes, that’s how I was raised. Is that what you want to know?”

“No, I—”

“It’s no one’s business what my childhood was like. I’ve done my best to keep it under wraps, so of fucking course that’s where we get sent for extraction,” she swears, and alarmingly to both her and the team, her eyes burn with unshed tears. She stands on shaking legs, and Steve reaches out a hand and grabs her elbow to steady her. She wrenches out of his grasp, taking a few steps back.

“No one’s judging you,” Steve offers quietly, and she scoffs, but it’s much less controlled than her demeanor a few moments ago.

“Of course not, Super Soldier,” she laughs. It’s a barked, panicked sort of sound, and Clint turns around from the controls to see what’s happening. Thor’s on his feet now, looking uneasy, and Bruce has shrunk into a corner, trying to remain as out of the line of verbal fire as possible.

“Natasha, we –”

“Save it, Stark,” she barks. “You and your fancy supercomputer already know everything, or close enough.” Her voice is higher, and it cracks at the top, and Clint quickly flips the jet to autopilot to join them all in the back.

“Nat.” He’s firm, and she turns to face him. It’s then that he sees how truly rattled she was by the sight of all those little girls chained to their beds.

He knew, of course he knew – the nights that he caught her chaining herself to the bedframe so she could sleep, the times he held her as she screamed and writhed from nightmares, the tears he wiped off her face in the rarest moments of vulnerability. She’s panicking now, her pupils are pinpricks, her hands trembling, her face pale. She’s staring into his eyes and even though her demeanor is threatening rather than threatened, he knows how to read her better than anyone.

“Copilot with me,” he offers. She holds his gaze for a moment. Tony and Steve exchange a look, Thor shifting uneasily on his feet. There’s a moment where Clint thinks she might refuse him, throw her book at his head and run to the back of the jet, or pull one of her many knives out of the hidden pockets in her clothes, but she doesn’t. She just nods, once, and follows him up to the front of the plane. She could sit in the copilot’s chair, but of course she doesn’t. She squeezes in with him into the main chair, sitting half on the chair, half on his lap, leaning subtly against his chest. He puts a hand on the back of her neck gently, offering a small squeeze of reassurance. He doesn’t say anything – he doesn’t have to. They listen to the sounds of Steve, Tony, and Thor settling into their seats again, and Clint ventures a careful look at the spy once more. Her eyes look straight ahead, blank and tired. She’ll be sleeping with the handcuffs again tonight, he knows it already, but they’ll work it out. They’ve figured it out before, they can do it again.

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The Hacker - Part 10

Pairings: Bucky x Reader

Status: Ongoing

All feedback is very welcome and appreciated!

Warnings: confusing feelings, fluff, angst, swearing

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“You want me to go on a mission?” you ask incredulously.

“Yes, Y/N. We need you, you’ve been on med leave for almost two months now. The doctors and Bruce cleared you last week. We need you back in the field.” Fury explains.

The doors to his office slam open as Tony marches in.

“You’re sending her on a mission? ALREADY?! Are you insane? She almost died the last time she went. She’s not ready! WE are not ready!!!” yells Tony, waving his arms in the arm while Fury stares him down, unimpressed.

“You don’t get to decide when she is ready. The doctors and I decide, Tony. Stay in your lane.” he says flatly. A silent threat lining his words.

“Oh please! I could buy out all of SHIELD and New York City if I wanted to! You think your little scare tactics work on me anymore with your pirate-looking face.” Tony retorts.

“I would watch your mouth, Tony.” Fury replies coldly, standing up from his chair and crossing his arms across his chest.

“Enough! The both of you!” you shout, surprising them and making them turn around to face you.

“Nobody gets to decide when I am ready or not. I am my own person, not an object. The doctors cleared me. I think it’s time I get out again. I can’t hide in here forever.”

“But - you, Bucky is going to-” Tony starts when you cut him off.

“Bucky doesn’t decide what and when I do anything either. Like I said, nobody does. This is my decision and it is final.”

You turn to Fury “Give me the debrief.”

Tony stares at you in shock. He has never seen this confident side of you before, so sure of yourself. He was impressed.

Fury smiles and starts explaining the mission to you.

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You’re packing your things and getting ready to leave when Bucky opens your door.

You turn around in surprise and lift your brows in questioning.

“I’m going with you. No, you can’t stop me, Fury tried already. You’re not going alone with Natasha. I was reassigned to the mission.” Bucky explains.

“Are you sure? Why?”

“I can’t let you go on your own. Not yet, not after what happened. It’s too soon. I’m not doing this because I doubt your capabilities…. i’m doing this because i’ll go crazy worrying about you while you’re gone. I can’t stay here while you’re out there.” He approaches you.

"Bucky.... I - Thank you... I wasn't sure if I could do this on my own to be honest... I'm scared... I don't want to get captured again..." you whisper.

He grabs your hands in his "I promised you, and I intend on keeping my promise."

You blush "What about you? Who's protecting you?"

His eyes brows raise in surprise. "Nobody has ever asked me that before. I've always protected myself on my own."

"And... Steve kind of heard about this mission and also forced Fury to make him join, so he'll be there to protect me as well." Bucky says quickly, hoping you won't be mad.

You giggle "I'm glad Steve is joining, we could use the extra brains."

You sigh as you continue your train of thought, gaining sudden confidence in yourself "I'm returning the promise to you, Bucky. I will, within all my power, protect you too. We're a team, we do this together.

Bucky's eyes sparkle with emotion, he leans in but stops himself.

Your heart flutters as you realize what's about to happen, but then you feel him jolt back.

He coughs awkwardly and backs away "I, um, thank you. Yeah, we're a team. Together" he says as he stretches his hand out to you.

You stare at him in confusion and shake his hand slowly.

"Okay so I guess I'll see you on the jet." He says as he walks out of your room.

What the hell was that? Why did his emotions change so quickly? Did I do something wrong? Maybe I read the signals wrong... but then why would he take Natasha's place on this mission and tell me he wants to protect me?...maybe he just thinks of me as a friend after all?... Damn it, I should've trusted my gut. I knew a man like him could never like me. Why would he? I'm a huge computer geek and he's a freaking super soldier... ugh, fuck.

You groan as you walk out of your room with your belongings. Suddenly embarrassed by your actions around Bucky, lately.

I don't want to freak him out. If we can't be more than friends, then I would rather have him as a friend then lose him over something as trivial as this.

But if we were just friends then why would he stay in the med bay until I woke up? Why would he help me train and recover through physical therapy?.... well... I guess Steve did the same thing, now that I think of it... maybe he was just being very friendly after all....

You're spiralling in your thoughts so much that you don't even acknowledge Bucky when you get on the jet and buckle your seatbelt.

You don't notice how Bucky looks at you with guilt and how Steve looks between the two of you in confusion, eyebrows raised.

He turns to Bucky and gives him a pointed look, communicating his annoyance silently as if saying "what did you do now?". Bucky cringes and turns away from Steve, not willing to acknowledge Steve's scolding.

Steve sits in the driver seat, Bucky next to him as co-pilot. You're sitting in the back, alone and strapped into a seat with your head down, deep in your thoughts.

The jet takes off and when they're at a coasting level, Steve turns on the autopilot.

Steve looks behind him to make sure you're not within listening distance and not paying attention as he punches Bucky's arm, who grunts at him in return.

He whispers while gritting his teeth "what did you say to her?".

Bucky groans and lowers his shoulders in defeat, not answering.

"Did you tell her, or what? What did she say? Did it go that badly?" Steve pries.

"Shut up, Steve. I don't want to talk about it. I'm an idiot. I can't believe I let you convince me into kissing her." He whispers back.

"What? Why? There's no way she doesn't like you, Buck. You know that. What's going on? What's the real reason your stupid head came up with now?"

Bucky grunts in frustration "I - fine, I can't. Not after I let that happen to her. I will never forgive myself for it. How can I kiss her and tell her how I truly feel about her when I'm the reason she got captured? I couldn't even find her, Tony did! I'm pathetic. I can't protect her, I'm lying to her face. I can't let our feelings deepen for each other, when I'll end up disappointing her again. I can't let anything happen to her again and develop even more feelings for her; it will destroy me. She has a chokehold on my heart. I just can't do it" Bucky spills his thoughts out to Steve.

He stares at him in disbelief. "You're kidding me, right? Buck, you can't let ONE situation ruin what you have going on between each other. It was an AMBUSH. The entire team was there, you can't just blame yourself. NONE OF US knew, NONE OF US were able to get to her when it happened. It all happened so fast. The important thing is that we got her back, she healed and now we're prepared for any ambush Hydra will throw at us. You can't protect her from everything in this world. She's not made of glass. Do you forget where she came from? What she survived on her own? If anything, she's a warrior. She doesn't need protection from anyone. She survived an entire week of torture from The Reaper and didn't break. You should sit on that and rethink this." Steve scolds him, making sure to get his point across and through that thick head of his.

Bucky doesn't answer, instead he looks away. Steve sighs and shakes his head as he turns the autopilot off and continues to fly the plane.

Bucky's head is spinning with what Steve just told him.

Shit... he's right.. I'm so stupid. What do I do now? How do I explain myself to her.... Did I just ruin everything?

He turns to look at you but you haven't moved since you got on the jet. Your head is still down, staring at floor, legs crossed and hands intertwined. He knows she's deep in thought and knows he's the cause.

He hopes this doesn't cause any problems with the mission. He can't let her get hurt because she didn't have her head in the game because of him.

He decides he'll tell you everything when they come back from the mission. Until then, he'll have to change his game plan on how to approach you. He knows he's risking sending you mixed signals and confusing you.

Steve is right. Do I just stay friendly and a bit cold towards her the entire mission so she can focus? Will that end up deterring her focus? Won't me flip flopping my feelings make her confused too? Will she think I'm toying with her? Shit... what do I do?

The air in the jet is heavy with silence and tension. None of them speak to each other until they land at their destination.

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Ok so here's an idea for a ninjago au that could be possibly good

So what if jay was sensi wus son like biological son this would happen instead of wu falling for misako (temporarily he had a crush on her rember) he would fall for jays mother and she fall for him but eventually something would happen to her and she disapear leaving wu alone with thier young son Jay wu (yes his last name would be wu) wu would fight garmdon when he turns evil when jays around let's say 3 anyway garmdon would be banished to the underworld and the weapons hidden but wu would fear for his sons safety leaving him with the walkers jay would grow up similar but with sensi wu always their listing. every so often jay would have no clue the person visiting him and protecting him is his biological father till that faithful day he tries to fly with a machine but this time it doesn't fail well the machine does he doesn't thoe jay would feel himself faling to a roof top but this time he would feel himself not getting closer instead feeling a the wind In his face but crash the machine falling down to the roof top than how was he jay realised that this didn't make sense before feeling a gust of wind from behind finally realising this didn't make sense before crashing into a bill board looking around confused before deciding to go home he got a bit more than a few strange looks on his way home confusing him until he finally saw his reflection horns what the a tail wings what the hell happened to him he didn't like this this is a dream right this needs to be a dream right jay would start to run towards home before a figure would drop from a roof top sensi wu. wu would smile at his biological sons utter distress at his apreance on the verg of tears of distress would introduce himself (not the fact he's his biological father that's for when he's older) Jay would join the monstary spending 3 months thier before Zane got introduced to him but jay always seemed to be the favourite pupil not by much just sensi being more cousis with him and teaching him a lot more stuff like he knows about serptine I know sensi telling people stuff that's impressive and way wu would grow a father like bound with jay much to his relief jay would notice the other students didn't have dragon features his wings and tail only apearing when In distress him and wu are the only ones who know about the when cole joins jay and him grow a friendly rivaly but become good friends but one day sensi would task jay with a mission to retrieve the master of fire jay questioned this but wu would tell him to not question wu just needed to time to prepare to the others what jay was much to thier shock sensi would explain he only told them because soon they'd go on a mission and that jay might start to look different at cetrian times.

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Jay would turn up at the black smith wearing a blue gi and crashing into kai and nyas lawn after being chased by skeletons on jets jay would spot the master of fire kai he needed him and nya the master of water though for some reason he's not allowed to her that for some reason oh well the master of fire approaching him cautiously nothing imdently the dragon features much to jays distress telling him its ok that he's here to bring them somewhere then the clouds go dark and skeletons would approach jays eyes going blue and a eyris going down in a straight fashion similar to a dragons jay pulling out his nuchuck before realising he needs a sword asking kai if he had any kai nod giving him an bent and snake like one but still usable jay running at the skeletons thier body's falling apart as he cut through them kai jiong in that was until seeing nya get kidnapped and dragged away nya kai cried much to jays fear he failed sensi and got someone kidnapped his fear caused him to hyper ventilating his horns growing teeth sharping jays eyes stared to slightly glow a golden tint of blue hid wings growing sharper and deeper blue his tail elongating. Jay walked over to kai asking him If he needed help taking him to the monstary the rest of the pilot going the same until jay found himself with a whispering vioce in his shadow garmdon telling him a secret that he is Wu's biological son Jay would debt this but garmdon would give the obvious facts jay was clearly part dragon and obvioslouly at least on some level oni these facts would be undeniable to jay. The pilot concludes with everything remains similar to the show but jay would be looking at wu with conflict and a feeling of abandon questions jay would keep this secret wu would notice jay becoming distant to him and question him why only for jay to walk out to train while wu keeps asking until jay just yells at him to shut up cuasing a slight rumble in the sky cuasing the others to run outside to catch jays for turn less human his dragon features turning more oni wu would look at him until jay just admits he knows he's his son and Is asking why would you abaden him why sensi would look on in shock as kai and Zane run to sensi Cole running to hug jay would barely notice Cole as he hugged him asking sensi why would you him admiting he was scared for him questioning everyday if he made the right choice knowing he didn't saying he was always thier watching montering insuring he was safe and that no one brought him harm just that he loved him his son he was always proud of him and never meant for him to feel abandoned jay would calm down his features retiring to thier more netrual dragon like versions wu would hug him with the others. The perspective of everything would change jay and wu becoming a more acin to dad and son

I dub this ninjago child of creation au

I will continue this

[queeniecook]

June 1

Soon, Caleb's first child would be born into the world. The due date is June 21st but babies have a history of doing things on their own time clock.

After paying a quick visit to his sister in Forgotten Hollow, he takes the Vatore private jet to Sulani. He promised Vera he would check in on her brother and his family.

After ringing the doorbell, he hears a voice telling him to come in and that "Mr. Apollo" would be back from the store shortly. The voice sounds oddly familiar to him and he doesn't understand why until he walks into the home.

He hasn't seen her this close since 1846 but he still knows his cousin anywhere. "Lily." He says in shock. He can't believe his eyes yet he knows they never fail him.

Lily freezes. She senses the vampire the moment he walks through the door and hugs the toddler in her arms closer to her. She relaxes only slightly when she hears Caleb's voice. A voice she hadn't heard in so many years. It sounds the same as the last time she actually spoke to him over a game of chess in the living room of the Vatore Mansion before he and Lilith were ripped away from their human lives.

"It's time for his nap. Let me put him down then we shall speak." Lily says before heading upstairs, not glancing at her cousin. She's not quite ready to really look at him.

The clouds have moved in and covered the island by the time Lily gets AJ to go to sleep. She heads outside to find Caleb. She can smell him. Gone is the scent of horses and hay that she used to associate with her cousin Caleb, now it's replaced with the smell of death and expensive cologne.

It's hard for her to look at him, he looks the exact same but he's not the same. She on other hand, has aged. Slower than if she was still human but she's an old woman now.

"I never thought I would see you again this close." Caleb admits, she had always stayed in Moonwood Mill all these years. Every so often he or Lilith would get close to the town to catch a glimpse of their cousin, just to see if she's still living. 

Lily breathes heavy at this words. This close - they must be the vampires that Kristopher worried about sniffing around every so often. She isn't sure what to say. "I didn't want to see my cousins as they monsters they've become."

"I did not choose to become this!" Caleb exclaims with anger. No, it had not be his choice by any means. "Helena changed me without my consent!"

Lily finally looks up at him. She had her suspicions all these years about what had happened. "What about Lilith?"

Caleb frowns, despite his sister and wife both trying to ease his guilt, he still feels responsible for his sister being a vampire. "She asked Count Vladislaus Straud to turn her. She did not want me to be alone."

Lily slowly digests the information. On one hand, she couldn't understand anyone wanting to become a blood drinking creature but on the other, she gets it deep down. Lilith and Caleb had always had a strong bond with each other.

"You two have still drank innocent blood over the years. How many have you two killed?" She asks him. She has to know. 

Caleb thinks of how to answer this. Does turning three people between himself and his sister count as killing? Ciara counts, even though he thought Vera was dead. "I have turned two people. Liberty Lee and Inna Cents. I thought I had killed Liberty but that is another story." Caleb pauses. "Lilith turned her ex-boyfriend, Jackson but he asked her to. As for her killing anyone, that is her story to tell, not mine."

Lily waits for him to continue, trying to keep her emotions in check.

"I killed a witch named Ciara Scott. She kidnapped Vera and I thought she had killed Vera." Caleb actually has regret over taking Ciara's life, despite everything she did to Vera - she was still a living being. 

Things grow quite. Both cousins are seemingly hugging themselves in an effort to find calm in the midst of their current emotional situation.

"I regret the bad things I have done." Caleb says truthfully. "I am on a strict plasma fruit and plasma fruit juice diet now. My wife would not put up with me going around and drinking from unwilling people and I really do not want to be that person anymore."

Lily slowly nods. She has heard bits and pieces while working for Apollo and Naya. She doesn't doubt that Vera would put up with that behavior from Caleb. "Lilith?"

Caleb sighs, out of habit and because he doesn't want to answer the question. "She drinks human blood once in awhile but does not kill them."

Things become quiet again and the silence stretches until Lily speaks. "You're going to be a Father."

Caleb smiles for the first time since their encounter started. "Yes. Soon, Vera is due this month."

Lily nods, she was shocked, to say the least, when she learned of the pregnancy. She had to do some digging to find out how it's even possible. It seems magic can do many things. "Are things going okay with the pregnancy? Mr. Apollo says they are."

"They are outside of a warlock named James." Caleb says quietly, the smile fading from his face. "I think he may try something during the birth."

Lily growls low in her throat, if Caleb wasn't a vampire, he may have not heard it. "If you need my help..."Caleb looks at her in surprise but Lily holds up her hand. "The baby is my family. Whether he or she ends up being human, merfolk or...vampire. Still family."

Caleb does something extremely risky for his kind as the rain beings to fall on Sulani. He grabs Lily and hugs her. It's a rare hug between a werewolf and a vampire, but Lily's offer of help means the world to him as does getting to see her again. He knows he's caught her off guard by how her body goes rigid. Lily thinks of throwing him off her briefly but she finds herself hugging him back. It has been over a hundred years since she's gotten to hug one of her family members. She lets everything go for the time being and simply enjoys the moment.

[pink-strawberry-kissess]

When Ada has her gun pointed at him at the OGRE4 I always thought it was more of Leon playing along than actually feeling threatened since she’s had her gun pointed at him in the reunion scene and he showed that he knows he can disarm her if he wanted to. And I love that RE4R Leon is more tender with the teddy bear keychain, but I can’t fault OG4 Leon for feeling a bit annoyed because he did just witness Ada press the button to blow up the island, which they removed entirely from RE4R. His “she really pushed it” was genuine shock but then was a bit tempered immediately after she does throw the jet ski keys at him, but he still only got 2 mins to get their ass out of there lol.

But I agree RE4 is the in-between of the relationship. I don’t believe Ada ever thought she would see Leon again after Raccoon City and believed herself to be past that experience, thus the no contact for 6 years. But unexpectedly seeing him again changed all that, so compared to RE2 which I feel they both believed to be their final goodbye, this time she instead tells him “see you around”. Leon probably thought he was done with her as well, but when is actually reunited with her again, despite not knowing if he can trust Ada 100% at this point, in the end admits to himself that she’s a part of him he can’t let go even if he doesn’t truly have all his feelings about her sorted out yet.

yeahhhh ogre4 oh no i just see that as OGRE 4 now :sob:

ok og re 4 was SO MUCH more campy and that was the whole appeal, but i agree that this meeting was much less... serious?

re4r's reunion was laced with so much tension and was so much more ????? i was so [redacted] seeing that. the fact that ada didn't have her finger on the trigger, and that leon was able to overpower her like that, i think it surprised the both of them, but mostly ada.

i lowkey forgot about the "she really pushed it" moment and im glad it was removed for re4r. leon's a lot more emotional after he receives the bear and key and i think the inclusion of ashley also wondering where ada went is interesting. why would ashley also be interested in ada's wellbeing(?) if ada wasn't also helping ashley at some point?

re4 has always been the in between of their relationship. and the people who are like OMG I CAN'T BELIEVE IT. IT'S OVER. like?????

THIS IS THE SECOND TIME THEY'VE SEEN EACH OTHER LITERALLY EVER

i feel like it would be a real missed opportunity for capcom if they didn't make it so that you NEEDED to play separate ways to get the TRUE ending of re4r.

[masterghandalf]

MG Reads Embers: Chapter Eleven

Note: This is a continuation of my reread and commentary of Embers by Vathara, originally posted last fall and winter on my Dreamwidth account.

Chapter Eleven We open the chapter with Huojin as he, happy to be back on a regular schedule, approaches Amaya’s clinic – only to stop in shock as he sees a Dai Li agent knocking on her door. He freezes in panic, and then “Lee” opens the door; the agent says he’s here to see Amaya, and Huojin jumps in to say that he is too, and that he’s bringing word of a potential plague at the docks, something from Omashu. The agent says that his patient is at the palace, and Zuko goes to get Amaya. A moment later, she appears, asking if the patient is human or animal and guessing it’s the bear again. The agent says it’s important to the Earth King, and Amaya tells Zuko to pack his kit and get ready. She has he has experience with animals, and she has full confidence in his ability to handle the situation. As Zuko gathers his things, the agent is surprised to notice his firepot, and Zuko explains that warm water can help soothe patients, especially animals who don’t know what’s going on. After Amaya assures him again that he’ll do fine, Zuko and the agent head off. Once they’re gone, Huojin asks if it’s a good idea, but Amaya says that he’s strong and he can handle it, and that he’ll be good for Jinhai as well. He’s already given the Wen family advice for putting accidental fires out and told them to make sure Jinhai gets plenty of sun – firebenders need it, even more than waterbenders need the moon. And if they go without it too long, they can die. As they head off for the docks, Huojin notes that Amaya seems to have forgiven Zuko for attacking her, and she says she has – he may not have been physically ill, but he's spiritually sick and barely clinging on, and not understanding what was happening, he panicked. If he hadn’t attacked, it would have been a sign he’d given up fighting altogether. Amaya, though, is starting to think that for Zuko, giving up simply isn’t an option.

Amaya then brings up that Huojin has traded stories with soldiers who served on the wall and fought firebenders, and he admits he’s heard tales about how the best firebenders seem almost inhumanly strong and skilled. And Zuko may have done something similar, during his fight with Jet. Amaya then brings up how Zuko’s strike casually shattered Meixiang’s cellar door, and how he treated it like it was no big deal, and that someone really skilled could have done better. Huojin thinks of Iroh and remembers stories he heard from the Siege of Ba Sing Se. Huojin realizes that Zuko and Iroh are a pair of great name, imperial firebenders, and wonders what exactly they can do about them. The sort of firebenders who could win even against the best earthbenders, outnumbered three to one. Amaya, however, doesn’t intend to do anything just yet – they’re people, and refugees, not weapons. Huojin reluctantly admits that if Zuko and Iroh had meant to cause trouble, they could have done a lot more by now – and they may not only be looking to start over in the city, but have no choice, if they’ve been branded traitors to the throne. Finally, Huojin decides to change the topic to the plague, and asks if Amaya has ever heard of something called pentapox…

At the Earth Kingdom palace, Zuko is stunned to see his patient – he’d been expecting a platypus bear, a skunk bear, and gopher bear, even a polar bear, not just a plain… bear. The agent is surprised that he’s seen a polar bear before and agrees that the Earth King’s bear is the weirdest creature he’s ever met. Zuko flashes back to some of the things he’s seen from Aang and decides that maybe the bear isn’t the weirdest thing he’s ever seen. He takes a moment to double check Amaya’s instructions, then spots a well-dressed, bespectacled young man tending to the bear. Only when the man tells him to bow – which Zuko reluctantly does – does he realize that this is none other than the king himself. The Earth King wants to know where Amaya is, and Zuko – stumbling over how to properly address him, since there are no kings in the Fire Nation, except for some old waegu pirates who gave themselves the title – explains that he’s Amaya’s apprentice, here in her place. The Earth King is concerned that whatever else Amaya is dealing with isn’t serious, sounding so naïve and earnest – and so different from how someone like Azula might act in the same situation - that Zuko is left with the impression that there are only two adults in this room, and the king isn’t one of them. The king then calls for Zuko to come over and give him a hand, and as he approaches Bosco growls at him.

We cut to Long Feng, frowning as one of his agents reports that Amaya sent an apprentice – he thought he knew all the waterbenders in Ba Sing Se, of whom there aren’t many, mostly refugees. The agent, Quan, explains that Zuko’s a new arrival, apparently of Foggy Swamp ancestry, and they’re researching his history and family tree now. Long Feng is displeased, finding people of mixed ancestry unpredictable, as Quan continues to explain about Zuko’s scar, which was obviously caused by a firebender. The agent earthbends open a small passage over to the king’s rooms, so they can overhear the healing. They can hear Bosco growling, an unfamiliar voice telling him to be still, the Earth King’s protests, and then finally the sound of the bear vomiting something up, which turns out to be an expensive earring. Apparently, it looks like grapes, and Bosco was confused. Zuko berates him for eating something that’s not food, and the Dai Li agent in the room promises to send in some servants with fresh clothes so they can get cleaned up. Closing up the hole, Long Feng comments that the agent, Shirong, seems to like Zuko, which is worth noting since Shirong is, among other things, a recruiter – and tells Quan to make sure he takes a good, long time in the baths, since they’ll all appreciate it. And indeed we then cut to Zuko, in the baths, finally starting to feel clean. He starts to get out, and startles Shirong, who is interested in his scars. Zuko quickly fabricates a story about story about not learning much healing from his mother before she died, and how Amaya is the first healer he’s met who didn’t try to skewer him. Shirong notes that if Zuko grew his hair out, he could pass for Fire Nation – Zuko is unsettled, but Shirong introduces himself and says he suspects they’ll be seeing a lot more of each other. However, Shirong has brought Zuko clothes – and as he puts them on, he’s a bit disturbed to realize they’re almost in the exact shade of dark green as the Dai Li’s uniforms. There’s something else strange about them too, but Zuko can’t quite put his finger on it.

We then cut to Amaya having tea with Tingzhe Wen, who’s still in shock about his youngest son turning out to be a firebender. Apparently, Min, his oldest son, thinks that his chances at an official career will be ruined if it comes out, and Tingzhe is already not happy about him potentially joining the Dai Li. He makes an offhand comment about Min having too much of his mother in him, then realizes what he just said – and Amaya assures him that the Fire Nation doesn’t have a monopoly on ambition. But Min does have a very Fire Nation drive to be the best – and everyone knows the Dai Li are the best. Amaya then assures him that Zuko is more than qualified to teach Jinhai, and that even though he’s sixteen, he’s very much grown up – only for Zuko himself to storm in, looking quite disheveled and insisting he wants to forget today ever happened. Amaya isn’t surprised to find out that Bosco tried to eat an earring - apparently, he once ate a soup ladle, and she has no idea how he forced it down. Zuko then greets Tingzhe, who he recognizes from his resemblance to his son. Tingzhe says it’s not something he hears often, but Zuko says it’s in the way they both look at people. Amaya is quietly pleased with the exchange, recognizing that Zuko is sincere under all the secrecy he’s forced to live with. She suggests that Tingzhe and Zuko take their conversation out to the garden, but first she explains that the “plague” was nothing but a trick played on the Fire Nation troops in Omashu that led to rumors that got out of hand. She idly mentions wanting to meet the person who started it, Sokka, since he sounds brave and clever – Zuko bursts out that he has met Sokka and thinks he’s a moron with occasional flashes of brilliance. And that he’s traveling with the Avatar. Tingzhe thinks he recognizes sour grapes when he sees it, and wonders if Zuko came off the worse when he met Sokka, and Zuko’s grudgingly forced to admit he did.

Zuko goes outside to get some air, and Amaya admits she didn’t expect any of that. Tingzhe comments that it’s no wonder Zuko is bitter, if he lost to someone who had the Avatar backing him up– Amaya says that Iroh insists that he and his nephew weren’t involved in the war, but Tingzhe thinks that the Water Tribes have a history of attacking first, and if Zuko and Sokka ended up in the same village at the same time, it could have been trouble. Amaya thinks Zuko’s probably calmed down – or at least gotten his anger under control – and Tingzhe goes out to talk to him. He spots Zuko sitting by the pond and thinks that his features look very classically Fire Nation and he could easily pass as a great name from the old scrolls. Zuko, meanwhile, is muttering to himself about how many of his crew drowned in the cold water after Aang swept them overboard during the escape at the south pole. Tingzhe guesses that’s when he met Sokka, and Zuko explains that he’d been sent to investigate the Avatar. He says he didn’t hurt anyone, just scared some people – though he’s not proud of that – and then he took the Avatar with him, Aang having promised to go, and left. And then Katara, Sokka and Appa attacked and everything fell apart. Tingzhe says that, from a Fire Nation perspective, if Aang promised to go with him and then broke his word, he understands it would be a very grave insult. Zuko agrees and says that Sokka’s the sort of person who does things and doesn’t think of the consequences, and with Aang and Katara on his side, he doesn’t have to worry about them. He tells Tingzhe not to ask him about the North Pole. Tingzhe thinks that he should feel a sense of righteous retribution, after everything the Fire Nation has put the world through, but he can’t feel anything but sympathy for Zuko. Zuko himself then starts explaining that Jinhai will always be Tingzhe’s son first – other nations aren’t bound by loyalty, but he’s a firebender, and the first loyalty is always to family. Tingzhe recalls a bit of old poetry, about a firebender looking for a good lord to serve, and a letter from someone named Lady Kotone writing to her father a few generations ago about something he’d promised on his honor, though the letter didn’t say what. Zuko explains that fire and earth aren’t as different as they might seem, and a lot of the basic techniques look similar, and Tingzhe can see for himself in case something happens to Zuko.

Tingzhe assures him nothing will happen, but Zuko can’t promise anything, with the things that happen around him. He also wants to know if Meixiang wants to practice too, and Tingzhe is stunned, since she’s not a bender – and Zuko hadn’t realized that not everyone in the Earth Kingdom practices basic bending forms for self-defense. Tingzhe, in turn, is stunned that the Fire Nation teaches women to fight, since he’s never heard of such things outside of legends and the spirits, though he grudgingly admits to having also heard of the Kyoshi Warriors when Zuko presses him. Zuko realizes that Jia and Suyin don’t know how to fight either; Jia is an earthbender and can take care of herself, but Zuko insists that if he’s teaching Jinhai, he’s going to teach Suyin too. Suyin may not be a bender… but some of the most dangerous warriors in the world are nonbenders, like Master Piandao. Tingzhe reluctantly agrees and tells Zuko it was very interesting to meet him. But he thinks to himself, having put it together from their conversation – what is a great name’s son doing in Ba Sing Se?

The chapter ends with an author note. Waegu - Korean, "brigands from Wa", i.e. Japan. Came into Japanese as wako. Basically, pirates. About Huojin's reaction to figuring out two imperial firebenders are on his hands - put it in context. You're a regular U.S. cop on the beat. You're armed, and so, legally, are a fair amount of your fellow citizens. (Let's not worry about the differences between steel and bending, at the moment.) And then you find out two newcomers to the neighborhood have a Sherman tank parked in their backyard. Yeah. Of course, it's actually worse than Huojin thinks. Canon, we've seen Iroh and Zuko flatten about two dozen imperial firebenders… after drifting in the polar ocean for three weeks, injured, hungry, and fending off sea vultures. And who knows what else. Huojin's probably better off not knowing that…. MG’s Thoughts This chapter… is another mixed bag for me, tbh. I actually like most of the a-plot (though I can’t help but think that the Earth King would have physicians permanently on staff rather than relying on outside healers, and that would include a veterinarian for Bosco). Zuko as a fish out of water is always fun, and the opportunity is also used to introduce some important characters for later – the canon characters of the Earth King and Long Feng, of course, but also Shirong, who’s going to end up as one of the fic’s most prominent OCs. The bit with Amaya being called away to deal with the outbreak of pentapox is also a fun shout-out, though I can’t help but feel Vathara kind of kills the joke later by overexplaining it.

On the other hand, a lot of the groundwork for later problematic elements in the fic starts getting laid, or reinforced, in this chapter. For one, we have the repeated underlining of the awesomeness of Imperial firebenders (and their apparent superiority over even the best earthbenders) and Fire Nation great names, which I’ve mentioned before but gets more play here. This chapter also introduces one of Vathara’s pet issues. I’ve mentioned before how she seems to think Koizilla is the worst thing ever, but something else she really hates is Aang fleeing Zuko’s ship after promising to go with him in the second episode. The fic is literally going to treat this as a heinous (albeit unintentional) moral event horizon, effectively the equivalent of Aang not only spitting in Zuko’s face but dishonoring the entire Fire Nation in the process, and no, I’m not making that up. And sure, you could argue it’s just Zuko’s perspective (the chapter itself admits he’s still bitter over those events), but IMO the fic really does present it as a serious issue, and I admit, it kind of leaves me scratching my head (especially when canon Zuko didn’t seem either terribly surprised or offended that his prisoner was trying to escape). It’s also part of a related issue, where all of Zuko’s actions (and many of the Fire Nation’s actions overall) get treated with kid gloves and always given the benefit of the doubt or the most generous possible interpretation, while the Gaang (and other strongly anti-Fire Nation characters) get held to a much higher moral standard where everything they do gets dissected for even the slightest hint of wrongdoing. Related, while the Fire Nation is the only nation shown to regularly field female soldiers in canon (which I actually kind of like, as an unspoken acknowledgment that even the “bad” nation can have good qualities, in contrast to the Water Tribes and their sexism) but Vathara really does seem to want to go out of her way to present them as enlightened and socially progressive compared to the other nations in various ways, even though that doesn’t really jive with the sort of hierarchical, feudal, tradition-focused society she’s given them. I also think it’s a bit weird that Zuko seems to be so down on Sokka, considering that not only has he barely had any one-on-one interactions with him at this point and it was Aang and Katara who did most of the damage to his crew, but we’ll actually see that Vathara likes Sokka (or at least, likes him more than Aang and Katara, if not quite as much as Zuko or Toph). For my own amusement, I’m just going to headcanon that Zuko really is still sore over getting thwacked on the head with that boomerang.