#the resting bitch face saga

[sera8273]

“The lair of Scylla..” Odysseus whispered to himself. The ship was slowly creeping into the lair itself as he looked out to the water. Faintly, he could see a black outline, a blur even, of something. His head rested against his shoulder as the black blur swam underneath. “This is our only way home…”

“Deep down…” His eyes peaked in interest at the humming of a song. She was waiting. Waiting for what he would do.

“Your quiet today.” Someone said from behind him. Their voice tired and filled with warmth that hid their concern and guilt. Eurylochus.

“Deep down…” She repeated. Odysseus response was a slight shrug. “Not much to say.”

“Deep down!” Her voice was mixed with voices of the men beneath him. “You hide a reason for shame…” she stated. The sound made Eurylochus flinch before saying, “I’ve got a secret I can no longer keep.”

“Deep down! you know that we are the same…” The line rang in his ear, like she was whispering in his ear as of now. “I opened the windbag while you were asleep!” Eurylochus cried out in guilt and shame.

Odysseus eyes only widened slightly before looking down at the water. It wasnt that he was suprised. It was the fact that his second in command finally confessed. He guessed that it was him for a while. And knowing his fleet, he reckoned that everyone but him knew who opened it.

His heart shattered by the betrayal, but his mind reshaped it with chains and a lock.

He couldn’t afford to lose control, not now. Not when they were so close.

“Leaving them feeling betrayed…” She taunted. He couldn’t tell if he was talking about him or Eurylochus however. “Breaking the bonds that you’ve made…”

“I’m so sorry!”

“There is no price we won’t pay…” He knows that. For every action they had took, a punishment awaited them. And he would do anything to see her again, no matter the cost. No matter the price.

“Forgive me!”

“We both know what it takes to survive…” He knew. He knew all too well. That’s why he didn’t dare tell them what had to happen. It would hurt, yes, but it was necessary.

“Full speed ahead!” “Full speed!” “Full speed ahead!” The callings from His crew snapped him out of the haze he was in. Noticing the hand on his shoulder. “Full speed ahead!”

“Deep down! We only care for ourselves…”

He sent a soft smile to his friend before replying. “Eurhlochus, light up six torches.” Seeing his brother smile with relief and happiness shattered his chained heart but he couldn’t afford to hear its cries.

“Deep down…” her voice sounded closer, to close “We’re lonely demons from hell..”

“Captain,” Eurylochus called out. “Something approaches.” As he shined his tourch outwards. He saw it.

He saw her.

“Ħęłļø”

The crew bodies terrified with shock and their faces full of fear. But Odysseus simply stared tiredly at her. He knew what she was. A six headed sea monster who only fleshed on the living. She didn’t eat monsters like her, thinking of them like siblings.

It’s why he didn’t leave any of the sirens alive, he’s certain that she would leave them alive.

It’s why he’s so certain. Why he knows that she wouldn’t attack him.

With a deep inhale, he let his fear overcome him, he needed to make it convincing, and yelled out with all his heart could offer:

“Row for your ŁĮVËŞ!”

[blackbunshin]

Idêntico, sem ironia

Até em forma de saco de pancada o Sasuke parece estar debochando dele

[77ngiez-archive]

i peek out of my window and see them going the opposite way. oh god oh fuck. theyrre on to me. im just gonna lock myself in my own house now and enjoyn my oreaos and music

anon did you steal the oreaos be honest

[lunaroserites]

It's Okay, We're Okay

Pairing: Established Bucky x Fem!Reader

Characters: Avengers Cast

Summery: Snippets into an OC's life that I love, that sorta follows the cannon events of the Infinity SAGA. She is enhanced and maybe a little OP, but whatever lol

Warnings: Not beta'd! All mistakes are my own. Friends fluff, swearing, implied sex, kissing, flirting, marriage, character death. Sorta cannon compliant. Cannon is a suggestion. No use of YN and very little/no body description

Word Court: 6048

Likes, reblogs, and comments are appreciated! ❤️

Please do not repost, translate or otherwise copy my work elsewhere, without my express permission, thank you! Lunaroserites on tumblr and ao3

“How about a semi stable 100 year old man,” Bucky said with a bright smile as he hugged Steve, his tone lighter than it had been in months. You couldn’t help but smile as you walked up toward the two. 

“And how about his semi stable almost 100 year old wife?” You mused, Steve looked at you for a moment before his eyes flicked to Bucky’s face. You held your hand up and a beautiful vibranium ring sat on your ring finger, Bucky held up his vibranium arm and flexed his fingers, the matching ring visibly different from the rest of his arm. Steve’s face broke out into an even bigger smile. 

“Congrats you guys,” he pulled you both in a one armed hug each. Bucky’s arm crept around your waist in the hug and you held Steve’s arm tightly. 

Natasha ran up to you and wrapped you in a tight hug, “congratulations!” You smiled at her and touched her forehead with yours. 

“What are we facing,” you asked, looking back to Steve. He delved into what we were about to face. “Well at least it will be easy,” you said sarcastically, leaning to Bucky’s side for some comfort. He held you tightly into his side for a brief moment. 

“I’ll give you two a moment,” Steve turned to speak with T’Challa and the rest of the crew. 

Bucky placed his hand on your cheek and leaned his forehead into yours, his metal hand holding your waist gently. You mirrored him, holding the back of his head and reaching up on your tiptoes to meet him halfway, your other hand splayed open on his chest. He stared contentedly into your eyes for a few moments, pouring all his love and affection into that look. 

“I love you,” you said softly and pressed a soft kiss to his plush lips. 

“I love you doll,” he whispered back after you pulled back. You took a couple deep breaths together and parted from one another. You rolled your shoulders and stretched your arms out, tilting your head side to side a couple times to warm up. 

“It’s okay.” 

“We’re okay,” he finished. 

“Looks like we have a battle to face,” you as you rejoined Steve and the rest of the crew. You cracked your knuckles, pulled your hood up, and unsheath your daggers.“Phantom out,” you faded into the shadows leaving a wave of calm behind as you flitted through the shadows toward the upcoming battle. “You better watch his ass Steve, he’s not as spry as he once was,” you teased into the ear piece. 

“You weren’t thinking that last night when you screamed my name, Honey” Bucky quipped back, you blushed. 

“Let’s keep the comms clean you two,” Steve said trying to sound stern, but you could pick the amusement out in his tone. 

“Oh don’t be a bitch,” you groaned as one of the weird alien creatures dodged your daggers. You screeched when one clipped your shoulder, it picked your scent up even though you were hidden in the shadows. One swift movement and the creature was dead with the blade of your dagger embedded in its skull. Pulling it out and shaking it off you heard Bucky curse on the comms and you were immediately heading toward him. 

You ran and dodged everyone and everything on the way to Bucky’s side. Still immersed in the shadows, you climbed up on Bucky’s back, he barely registered your weight as you perched on his shoulder as he picked up a small raccoon and spun around creating a circle of bullets hitting everything surrounding them. 

“How much for the arm?” It asked. 

“Not for sale,” you answered, reappearing, sitting on Bucky's shoulder with one leg crossed over the other and a smirk on your face. The raccoon looked perplexed as he looked you up and down for a moment before shaking his head. 

“I’ll get that arm,” you snorted at the racoon's declaration.

“Doll? Steve?” Bucky called, you turned around, Steve following suit and you watched in horror as Bucky’s legs started disappearing.

“Bucky?” You started running toward him, catching his hand in yours and his eyes bore into yours, you were falling to your knees as he disappeared more and more, dust clenched into your fist as his hand vanished. 

“I love…” and he was gone, the dull thunk of his gun hitting the ground filled your ears. 

“BUCKY!? BUCKY!” You screamed, an inhuman wail left your lips as your hands moved around the dust that scattered the ground where he fell. You didn’t register Steve’s arms wrap around you as he hauled you up and away from your husband’s body, dust. You kicked and wailed in his arms, sobs wrecking your body as you screamed for Bucky. 

“Hey, hey,” Steve’s voice was right in your ear as he gripped your arms to your sides, his other hand pulling your face into his neck. He was trying to sooth you, he maneuvered your body so you were being cradled into his chest, his big hand cupping the back of your head into his shoulder as you shook uncontrollably, sobs wrecking your throat.

“Bucky,” you sobbed, fisting Steve’s tactical suit. “Bucky…” your voice quieted as you cried into his shoulder as he held you tightly. 

“I know, I know,” he soothed, his hand rubbing up and down your back in circles like he did after he personally told you Bucky fell from that train. Another sod ripped though your trembling form. 

“Steve, I’m dreaming right? This is a nightmare right,” you pulled back and looked into his eyes, he had a far off look in them. That question mirrored the one you asked back then, and right now he wasn’t seeing Phantom, enhanced Avenger, he was seeing you, that tiny woman that held the heart of his best friend in her hands. Your voice was desperate, all you wanted to do was wake up in your bed cuddled up to your husband. But all you were met with were Steve’s saddened blue eyes. He shook his head and pulled you back into a tight hug. You sobbed again, all the strength in your body gone. 

1 week later 

You sat and stared out the window of the compound, you barely moved from that spot since Steve placed you there a week ago. You barely ate, all food made your stomach turn uncomfortably, everything reminded you of him. Looking at your ring brought silent sobs up, as your tear ducts were long empty from all the tears you shed. 

The sound of a glass hitting the table made you jump, you turned your head to look at where the noise came from. 

“You look awful,” Rocket said. You scoffed and looked away from him. He had spent the last week drinking Tony’s expensive liquor, your heart clenched at the thought of Tony, you still had no clue if he was still alive or where he was. 

You had dark bags under your eyes and your hair was greasy, your clothes only changed because Natasha took it upon herself to get you changed a couple days ago. You felt incredibly numb, the world was devoid of all feeling and colour. You were spiraling and you couldn’t stop. 

You flinched when cold glass touched your bare arm, you looked over and Rocket was holding out a glass of amber liquor. You took it and shot it back, welcoming the burn it caused. 

“He was your husband?” Rocket asked, tears stung your eyes as you closed them and sniffled before nodding. 

“Ye… yes,” you choked out. He gave you a sad look, and placed his paw on your arm where he touched the glass a moment before. Pulling back he lifted the bottle and tilted it toward you. You held the glass out and he topped it up. 

“To the loved ones we lost,” he clinked the bottle to your glass and you both tipped the drink back. You finished yours in one go, the burn less than the last time. He refilled the cup. 

“Tony’s gonna be pissed,” you couldn’t help the chuckle that bubbled out of your throat. You wanted to blame it on the booze, but you haven’t been able to get drunk since 1946. Maybe it was the fact Rocket was the first person to look at you with something other than pity in the last week or the shock was finally starting to wear off. Whatever it was, you appreciated it. 

1 week later

That’s how your nights went for the next week. Sharing a drink or two of Tony’s expensive liquor with Rocket. You barely saw Steve and the rest of the team as they were busy with relief efforts. Whenever Steve was in the compound he had trouble evenlooking at you, like it hurt his heart more to see you so distant. 

“Tell me about him,” Rocket said as he topped your glass up. He usually avoided personal questions, so this was unusual. You sucked in a sharp breath before pulling your knees up to your chest and looking at the ring on your finger. A fresh wave of tears welled up and you blinked a couple times, you took a couple shuddering breaths before shaking your head and looking out the window, your chin on your knees. 

“He was everything to me,” you started. “We met after Steve saved him from Hydra back in the 40s,” Rocket gave you a questioning look. “Did you look up anything about Steve?” He nodded, “I know there’s not as much on Bucky and I out there.” He nodded again. “He could make anyone feel at ease, he was so effortlessly happy despite everything that was happening. I had heard girls talk about falling in love and it sounded like horse shit,” you chuckled. “But then I met him, and I knew instantly what they were talking about. Everything just felt right.” 

“Bucky and I were almost married back then. But it was postponed for the mission he went on to bring in Zola, and then he didn’t come home.”  

You pressed your palm to your eyes, “I was inconsolable, I’m surprised Howard didn’t send me back to America,” that name confused him. “Howard Stark is my adoptive brother. My mom died giving birth to me, dad wasn’t around, his mom and mine were best friends. So the Starks raised me as their own. That’s Tony’s dad.” He nodded again, he just listened. It was nice. 

“Back to Bucky, there was a celebration happening in the canteen on the camp after Steve saved the 107th, Peggy and I were the only women there who weren’t nurses. She had been speaking to Steve and Bucky, well more so flirting with Steve.” You giggled. 

“Steve made a comment ‘maybe she has a friend’ and I just so happened to need to speak with Steve right after Peggy, who was my best friend. So Steve made a comment after I left,” you chuckled thinking back. “Bucky asked me to dance that night and we ended up in his bunk, the rest is history really,” you chuckled. 

“He was so sweet, flirty and funny. I was smitten from the second he introduced himself when I was talking to Steve,” you said dreamily. “Howard was pissed, how dare his baby sister date, the horror,” a full laugh came out as you remembered the look of horror on Howard's face when he caught you sneaking out of the bunk house the next morning. Your laugh was light and airy, like sweet bells or chimes. Steve had been listening to you from the door as you recounted your time back then. A ghost of a smile on his face. 

“So what happened, how are you still here?” Rocket asked. 

“After Steve went into the ice,” you noticed Steve now, your eyes saddened for a moment. “Howard threw himself into trying to replicate the serum. I was his first test subject, it felt right. No one else could do it. I felt like I owed it to Steve and Bucky to try and make their legacies survive. Kinda stupid,” you chuckled again. “In ‘51 we heard whispers of the Winter Soldier, they sent me to investigate. No one else came back alive. I was captured by Cerberus, the human experimentation division of Hydra. They held me captive for 61 years, until someone fucked up and my location was compromised and Fury was able to pinpoint me. He sent Steve in and well, he was surprised to see a face from his past staring back at him when he defrosted me.” 

Rocket nodded, and looked over to Steve, “I never expected to see her staring back at me,” he said softly, taking a seat on the sofa. “I never expected her to be an enhanced.” 

“I had ended up back in Hydra's hands after the battle of New York in 2012. I had changed hands a few times during my 6 decades captured. Cerberus had gone rouge at some point and it was a constant battle to get me back between the two. Hydra got their hands on the staff and used it on me, to see what it could do,” it was hard to talk about what you went through. It sounded insane. “Steve was on a mission to see if he could find the staff when he found me in cryostasis.”

“Fury sent me on a mission to find the staff, but I’m pretty sure he was actually sending me to find her. When I confronted him about it he just shrugged,” Steve added, you nodded along with him, having been with Steve during that confrontation. 

 “Hydra was terrified of me because my abilities were quite strong. I can disappear into shadows, and manipulate emotions with some mild telepathy and telekinesis. I think it's just my control of shadows, but I don’t really know.” 

“I remember not believing my eyes, it was like seeing a ghost,” Steve murmured, you nodded. 

“Seeing Steve was shocking to me as well, last I knew he went down with a plane somewhere in the arctic,” you said back. Rocket listened intently. 

“I remember meeting Tony for the first time when you brought me back to the tower. I couldn’t believe it, Howard actually had a kid, a son,” you smiled. “He knew who I was. Apparently Howard talked about me a lot, and they had a picture of me in the house,” you looked down. Even though you were technically younger than him, you always felt like an aunt to him. “He called me auntie,” you chuckled, your eyes saddening again. “I miss them Steve,” you sighed and leaned back against the sofa. 

“How did you find Bucky?” Rocket asked. 

“He found us,” you laughed, and looked over at Steve. “HYDRA sent the Winter Soldier after us. It’s a long story.” You said quickly, “they wanted Cap gone and me back. I’ll never forget the emotions I felt that day in Washington when the Winter Soldier was revealed to be Bucky,” you shuddered thinking back to that fateful day that completely changed the trajectory of your life.

You three finished the bottle that night. 

1 week later 

You were finally up and about, trying to be useful when a ship touched down on the lawn of the compound.

“Tony!” You shouted, taking off in a sprint toward him as he walked down the ramp, a blue lady following him. You held on to him to keep him steady and he looked at you perplexed. 

“I lost the kid,” he said frantically. “I failed, I lost the kid,” he sounded so defeated. 

“We failed too, I lost Bucky,” he gave you a pained expression. “I’m sorry about the kid,” you said solemnly as you walked with him into the compound. Pepper hot on your heels. 

Steve asked him if he knew where Thanos might be, Tony gave him the most angry look you had ever seen. 

“Maybe we should let him rest,” you said softly, Tony already ripping into Steve and then he was given a sedative. 

The blue lady, Nebula as she introduced herself, had an idea on where to find Thanos, so you were traveling into space. Rocket had let you sit next to him, you two had grown very close in the last few weeks. 

Finding Thanos wasn’t as satisfying as you had hoped. He had destroyed the stones and there was no way to bring your loved ones back. Before Thor killed him you had jumped on his back and dug your fingers into his temples and made him relieve everything, every mistake, every failure and twisted his mind painfully, “this is for taking him from me again,” you ground out, tears pouring from your eyes and your head was pounding. Then Thor killed him, and it was unsatisfying. 

Time skip

Tony left the compound, telling Steve it was his. Pepper went with him. You were devastated. It took two years for you and Tony to get back on proper speaking terms. He held a lot of resentment towards you and Bucky, well for you still loving Bucky after he killed Howard and Marie. 

“I did horrible things to Tony,” you shouted. “Do you blame me?” He shook his head, fire in his eyes. 

“That’s different, it wasn’t you,” he bit back. 

“How? It wasn’t him either,” You snapped. 

“You didn’t kill my mom,” he said. 

“Tony. I know nothing will ever change that. But please, I’m begging you. Please try and understand it wasn’t Bucky either,” you said sadly, reaching out to touch his cheek. “Please. Bucky loved Howard, he wouldn’t have killed him or Marie if he was in control of his mind,” you said tenderly. Tony’s cheek connected with your palm and you rubbed your thumb over his cheek bone. “Please Tony, for me. I’m not asking for you to be friends or even forgive him. I’m asking for you to forgive me, to let me back in. You’re my only family left,” you said softly. 

He nodded a moment later, “okay,” he pulled you into a hug. “I missed you, I’m sorry you lost Barnes,” he said softly. You let out a breath of relief and hugged him back just as hard. “I’m sorry you lost the kid,” you felt him nod. 

You semi retired over the next few years, only helping out sometimes, you tried to live a semi normal life. You spent a lot of time with Tony and Pepper, enjoying getting to be an actual auntie to Morgan. She was like Tony’s mini me, and it made your heart ache you never got to know Tony as a boy.  Tony even broke down after some time and told you about Howard, how he was, you were baffled, as the man he described was nothing like the brother you grew up with. 

“If I were around, I would have kicked his ass,” you said one night while sharing a drink with Tony.

“Seeing how you are with Morgan, it would have been nice to have you around growing up,” he replied. “Dad talked about you a lot, he said I reminded him of you, you were just as impulsive and hard headed as I was apparently.” That made you throw your head back and laugh.  

“You remind me of Howard actually, I’m sorry you never really got to see that side of him,” your voice tapered off as you looked down at the liquor in your cup.

“I gotta ask, you and Barnes, did you,” he took a deep breath, “did you guys ever plan on having kids, white picket fence, a dog.” You knew it was still hard for him to bring up Bucky, it was a wound that would likely never heal.

You thought for a moment, rolling the ring around on your finger that you vowed to never remove, thinking back to when you and Bucky met and were young, full of hopes and dreams for a future stolen from you. “Yes, maybe a brownstone in Brooklyn though, or an acreage in upstate. A couple kids and a dog or two. The American Dream.” 

“I meant now, after you guys found one another again,” Tony said softly. 

“Oh, if you really look at it, we only have had a handful of months together that were semi peaceful, so we never really talked about it again,” you said sadly. You watched him nod and he touched your hand. 

“You would be a great mom,” Tony squeezed your hand. Tears welled up in your eyes at his kind words. “For what it’s worth, I know the gone can’t appreciate it. But you can, the living can. I forgive him. It will always hurt and part of me will always be raw about it. But I forgive him.” The tears fell now, and you sniffled while pulling Tony into a tight hug, relief flooding your body. 

Steve respected that you wanted to try and live life semi-normally. He would only call you to participate in the field when something required your abilities and expertise. 

With the help of Tony you were able to claim the trust Howard had set up for you after you disappeared in 1951. He apparently had a gut feeling you were still alive. Out there somewhere. Tony also helped with getting your stake in Stark Industries legitimized. You rented an apartment in New York, so you could still visit the compound easily. Not really wanting to buy a house yet or build one, part of you still held out that maybe one day you would get Bucky back and you two could start that family you both dreamed about. 

You were staring at Steve like he had ten heads just magically sprout out of his neck as you both stood in your living room. “Come again?” your heart pounded loudly and your palms were calmly, your brain going into overdrive as you clutched your hands in front of you.

“We might be able to get them back,” Steve said again, and your breath hitched, it was the most hopeful you heard him since before the blip. You stared at him in shock. 

“Don’t fuck with my heart Steve,” you voice cracked slightly. He shook his head. 

“I’m not I promise, we need to see if we can get Tony on board, I was hoping you would help,” Steve asked, almost begging. 

You stood next to Steve while Bruce tested the time machine van Scott brought to the compound. Both of you sighing when he came back as a baby, and then coming back himself in a soiled suit. 

Your heart beat spiked excitedly when you saw one of Tony’s sports cars fly up the compound's driveway, you squeezed Steve's hand, and he squeezed yours back. 

You didn’t time travel, there weren't enough suits or pym-practicals for you to go as well. You monitored the equipment while you waited for the team to come back. Losing Natasha was devastating, you comforted Clint after he got back. “I couldn’t save her,” he sounded broken and your heart shattered. 

You watched in horror as Bruce basically barbequed his arm to undo the snap. Everyone looked around at one another, trying to figure out if it worked or not. Your phone and Clint’s started ringing. You both walked over hesitantly, you grabbed yours. Sam’s face on the screen and you felt a sob get stuck in your throat. You and Clint shared a quick look before you both swiped to answer, placing the phone to your ear your breath hitched when you heard him. 

“Doll,” tears flooded your cheeks as you brought your hand to cover your mouth. 

“Bucky,” you choked out, “Buc…” a scream ripped through your throat as the compound collapsed around you, burying you and Clint. 

“Hello?” Clint groaned as he flashed his light around. 

“Help,” you coughed as rubble shifted on top of you. “Clint,” you called out. 

“Come on kid,” he said, holding your hand as he pulled you free. 

“I’m older than you Clint,” you laughed a dry laugh, rubbing the dirt off your face. He gave you a deadpan expression. “Sorry,” you raised your hand up in surrender. 

“Shit,” you looked down at the ground, the gauntlet was sitting in front of you two. Then you heard it, it was faint. Clint immediately sent a torch arrow through the tunnel, revealing creatures similar to the ones you fought in Wakanda. Clint quickly grabbed the gauntlet and you both ran for it. 

“God I hate those things,” you groaned as you ran alongside Clint. 

“You fought them before?” He asked. 

“In Wakanda before the blip,” he nodded as he  shot explosive arrows into the pipes. The explosion caused you both to fly forward and you fell on top of him. With a groan you rolled off him and quickly sprang up. More were coming, he looked up and shot a grapple up and offered you his hand. You shook your hand and sunk into the shadows and crawled up the wall in them as he cut one of the creatures down. As he landed from his grapple, you jammed your dagger into the floor and used your momentum to kick one of them back down the hole. 

He raised his blade over the hole and yelled before rolling over and lying down for a moment, you followed suit groaning with him. 

“Oh hey I know you,” Clint murmured as Nebula came and took the gauntlet. 

“Father, I have the stones,” your eyes snapped open and you looked at her. You sunk into the shadows before she could stop you. 

“You what?” Clint mumbled, he was shocked and more awake now. She placed her boot on his chest and pointed a gun at him. 

“Stop,” a new voice said. A lady whose skin was green entered with a gun pointed at Nebula came in. Nebula moved, her gun still pointed at Clint’s head as you skulked through the shadows to get behind her. 

“You’re betraying us?” other Nebula asked, as the other lady held her arm steady, the gun aimed at her. Another Nebula came in with her hands up and Clint jumped out from the middle of them. You sent a small pulse of calm toward him so he could still feel you there with him. 

“You don’t have to do this,” your Nebula says. 

“I am this,” the other retorts. 

“No you're not,” the green lady says, you stayed still and watched. Poised to strike when needed. 

“You’ve seen what we’ve become,” your Nebula says softly as she walks towards the other. 

“Nebula, listen to her,” the other lady urged. 

“You can change,” the green lady dropped her gun, you tensed. 

“He won’t let me,” the other Nebula said tearfully and aimed her gun at the green lady. You sprung forward and grabbed her arms from behind revealing yourself completely, as your Nebula shot her. You gasped and dropped to the ground and started hyperventilating, feeling all over your chest for damage. Clint was to your side in an instant checking you over. 

“Okay, breathe, breathe,” you took a sharp breath and stared into Clint’s eyes, yours wild and terrified. 

“It’s okay, we’re okay,” you repeat your mantra out loud. You scrambled up as Clint grabbed the gauntlet and you two ran. 

Wakanda 2023 Post Unsnap 

Bucky woke up face down in the dirt, and he was very confused. Sam was to his side instantaneously and pulled him up. 

“What the hell happened?” Bucky shook his head and looked around. “Doll? Doll!” He shouted. “Where are you?” He called out, hoping for an answer he was met with silence. 

“I have no idea,” Sam looked bewildered, “I’m going to call her,” he said and dialed your number, he didn’t get an answer and Bucky’s stomach tied itself in knots as he heard it ring. When he heard her breath as she answered. 

“Doll?” He asked breathlessly, she didn’t answer for a couple beats but then her sweet voice crackled through the phone. 

“Bucky,” a breath of relief flooded him as he heard her voice. “Buc..” he heard her scream and the sound of falling rubble and then the line went dead. 

“Doll?” Bucky called frantically, “Doll!?” He screamed into the phone. 

“Barnes,” Sam said sternly. “Barnes,” he tried again. “Bucky!” He grabbed him by the shoulders and made him look at him. “We’ll get to her,” Sam promised, his own heart twisting. 

Golden circles opened up suddenly in front of them, Wanda and Groot joining them as they looked through the portals in bewilderment. “We’re Masters of the Mythic Arts, your team needs help facing Thanos.” 

Avengers Compound 2023

“Did anyone ever tell you, you talk too much,” you shouted as you reappeared next to Steve. He looked awful. You looked around you and your heart beat slowed as you took everything in. You couldn’t see Tony or Thor. Or anyone else for that matter, Clint sent you ahead to try and find Cap since you could move faster in the shadows than he could run. 

“Ca,” a muffled sound crackled through the comm in Steve’s ears, yours crackling to life as well. “Cap? It’s Sam.” The comm cleared, “on your left,” golden circles opened what looked like portals and T’Challa, Shuri and Okoye walked though. Sam flew out right after and your heart soared as you watched him fly above and circle back, landing in front of you and Steve.   

Bucky walked though one of the portals and you could have screamed for joy. Your stomach started somersaulting and your heart rate spiked. “Go,” Steve said softly. You took off toward Bucky, his arm opening to you almost instantly as you body slammed into him a moment later. His arm wrapped tightly around your waist and yours wrapped around his neck. He inhaled a deep breath through his nose that was buried into your hair. 

You pulled back and placed your hand on his cheeks and smiled brightly up at him, “Bucky,” you were crying. 

“Doll,” he whispered back. In his arm you turned toward Thanos again, Bucky’s arm secured around your waist as you faced the purple monster. You looked at one another once more before nodding at each other. 

“I love you,” you said softly. 

“I love you too,” he said back tenderly. 

“It’s okay.”

“We’re okay.”

“AVENGERS!” Steve shouted. “Assemble.” It was chaos the moment he finished. 

“Let’s do this. Phantom out,” you faded into the shadows instantly. 

You danced around slicing at anything that got to close, trying to track Clint to figure out where he had made it off too when you went ahead. 

You kept close to Bucky and stabbed a rogue creature that almost got Rocket. He whipped around and you half appeared smiling at him before throwing a knife and embedding into the skull of a creature that was too close to Bucky for your liking. 

“Hey Daisy,” Rocket chuckled. The nickname he coined for you a few years back stuck hard, and you didn’t hate it. Bucky looked over his shoulder with a questioning expression before shrugging and continuing what he was doing. You slipped back into the shadows and kept fighting. 

“Bucky the kid,” you shouted as you tried to dodge the oncoming fire. “I got you, protect him,” you watched as Bucky jumped forward and took a hit, your shadows protecting him. You scrambled forward and checked on him. The gun fire lulled for a moment and started firing in the sky. 

A missile like something started taking out the ship. You and Bucky watched in awe as it started to fall apart and fall into the lake. 

“You got something for me?” Carol asked. 

Peter handed her the gauntlet, “I don’t know how you’re gonna get it through all that.” 

“Don’t worry, she’s got help,” Okoye said as you all appeared around him. You emerged from the shadows for a moment and nodded to Wanda, smiling at her, she smiled back. 

Pepper was pulling Peter away from him, “Tony,” you ran forward and fell to your knees next to him and took his head in your hands. “Tony.” You felt tears slip down your cheeks as you let him go and crawled backwards, collapsing to the ground, Peter falling next to you, you pulled him into a hug. 

It was Bucky that pulled you up into his arms a short while later, you completely gave your strength over to him and went completely limp in his grasp. He looked down at you tenderly and nuzzled his nose into your hair softly. “It’s okay, we’re okay,” his voice was soothing and raw. 

“I love you 3000,” you placed your hand over your mouth and stifled the sob that threatened to come out and leaned your head into Steve’s shoulder. He wrapped his arm around you and hugged you to him. Your heart broke for Morgan, his little mini me.

While Pepper gathered the ceremonial ‘Tony Stark Has A Heart,’ bouquet, Morgan toddled over to you. You crouched down to her level and gave her a big hug. She pulled back and her little face full of tears, you whipped them gently and smiled at her. 

“It’s okay,” you said softly into her hair as you pulled her back into another hug. 

“We’re okay,” she caught you off guard by finishing the mantra you repeated regularly. It was a safety net for you, something that soothed your soul in the darkest of times. You couldn't count how many times you said it to her when she would fall and hurt herself or if she had a bad dream or if she missed her parents when you watched her.  

Too hear you say it brought some sense of calm to you and nodded at her. “We are,” you cupped her cheek and smiled at her. “Dad will always love you, and he’ll always be right here,” you touched her heart, “and right here,” you touched her temple. She smiled sadly at you. 

“Luv you auntie,” she whispered before going back to her mom.   

As you followed Pepper out of the house, you joined Bucky’s side to watch her set Tony's heart adrift on the lake. He wrapped his arm around you and held you close. 

“I’m sorry you lost him,” Bucky said quietly as you watched on. You let out a deep shuddering sigh and nodded. 

“He forgave you after everything,” you murmured softly, your eyes sad. “I’m sad he never got to tell you himself.” Bucky kissed your temple gently and nodded against your head. 

“Don’t do anything stupid until I get back,” Steve said to Bucky with a smile. 

“How can I? You’re taking all the stupid with you,” he murmured back and they hugged. 

He looked at you and smiled, “it’s okay,” he said softly. 

“We’re okay,” you finished. He pulled you into a hug tightly before letting go to bring the stones back. 

“I’m gonna miss you punk,” Bucky said softly. 

“It’s gonna be okay Buck,” Steve said as he stepped on the platform. 

Something screamed inside you that something was going to happen, you and Bucky stood side by side while Sam hammered on Bruce to figure out what happened. 

“Hey Sam,” Bucky called as you two looked toward a man sitting on a bench. You approached it first and looked at him, you swallowed hard. 

“Steve,” your voice cracked. He smiled up at you. 

“I’m so proud of you. Keep each other safe, and love hard,” you reached forward and wrapped him in a tight hug for a moment. You looked at his hand and noticed the ring.

“I’m glad you got to be happy, we’ll miss you. It’s okay,” you whispered as you stepped back. 

“We’re okay,” he nodded back. You walked away while wiping a tear from your eye and joined Bucky again while Sam went and spoke with him. 

“You don’t want to say anything,” you whispered to him, he wrapped his arm around you gently and pulled you close as he watched. 

“No,” Bucky said simply. You nodded and pressed your head into his shoulder. 

Feel free you send me a message if you have a request or would like more, or would like to be added to the tag list <3

If you want me to go more in depth into how she fits in the time line, let me know!

[urbestestwindgod]

full concise thoughts on the vengeance saga now that its seven am and not twelve—spoilers ahead!

im not sorry for loving you—calypso’s bitch ass whiny cunt song that she was lonely so she deserves to violate someone without him complaining :( its not faaaiirr like girl shut up. you shouldnt be sorry for your feelings—be sorry you sexually harassed and held a man captive with rapey implications, knowing it made him suicidal? you suck here dont go crying you manipulative evil awful woman (sorry chat i hate her)

dangerous—ok damn tonal shift—aside from everything else im obsessed with the wind back coming back. “we went through so much to get this” my theory is hermes spent hours begging aeolus to make him another one for his great grandson, “raging storm inside” aeolus put his windussy into this one huh? love sending out some winions for backing vocals for hermes, the bag has poseidon’s storm which makes a lot of sense bc there’s two versions of wind god aeolus, the odyssey where he’s the son of hipp…smth i forgot the rest and is said to be beloved by the gods or smth idn he’s just rlly chill like that and then another version (which to someone who can see a great lake from their backyard thinks makes a lot of like sense weatherly) where aeolus is poseidon’s son. so i believe whole heartedly poseidon’s storm couldve been stored there no problem—anyways hermes put more moly into this one i feat cause godsdamn!

charybdis—another poseidon child, this is just facing off poseidon’s bloodline for 13 years huh? (not counting the 7 with calypso bc there aint any immediate relation) love how excited odysseus is that he doesnt have to kill her. he just has to get away. i know that felt so good to his conscious, so so good and then the enddddd aghhh

get in the water—me and my friends (again we live literally next to a great lake) always joke about poseidon beckoning us forward into the water so its like jorge knew i guess? nono im kidding erm thats kinda crazy like…i would have thoughts but i blanked out so uh its like really super ultra mega cool

six hundred strike—THE THE BEGINNING??IS THAT AEOLUS’ MUSIC MY EARS HEAR???? windbag jetpack is craaazyyy and . the big part. stabbing a god with his own signature weapon. 😨ill take ten pls. then the iconic line u know the one

[thatmarvelobsessedteen]

Not planned...at all

Cassian x reader

Azriel x OC!reader'scousin

Short Summary: Two girls, cousins, somehow find themselves inside a slightly modified version of their favorite book saga ACOTAR. What will happen to them, things have changed and not just their situation but themselves...are those pointy ears they now have?

Long Summary: Leonor and Roxanne had only planned their usual afternoon, reading fanfics on the floor of Nell's room and chatting about their favorite love interests. Doing weird hairstyles and screaming the lyrics to various Nickelback songs was on the schedule but nighttime they both learn a very valuable lesson. Don't go looking too deep into the internet!

Roxy and Nell both pay the price when finding themselves in the middle of...nowhere? That is until they walk through the snow for a bit and notice that they are now direct spectators of the very scene they'd been about to read!

Chapter 1

Growing up and moving out had never stopped two good cousins from acting like kids and sharing a flat for their studies certainly wasn't gonna stop Roxanne or Leonor from having sleepovers in each other's room.

Tonight was Nell's turn. The plan was simple! Celebrate the ending of second term globals with weird ass skincare products they'd never even touched before, blast music low enough for no neighbors to come complaining, and mix up sweets and energy drinks while devouring sour candy and Takis.

Nothing new or out of the ordinary, most time these sleepovers didn't involve as much food but today was special. Roxanne had gotten second place in a large judo tournament that took place in their city, the black long haired girl was almost vibrating with excitement at the news so of course her older cousin and roommate had taken it upon herself to make tonight specially fun.

"We could've got drinks?!"

Nell was snapped out of her intense focus by Roxy's words, it's true Roxanne's 18 and she's 19 going on 20 in less than two months. Feeling up to a teasing mood Nell pulled unnecessary hard on Roxanne's pitch black long straight hair with a smirk as she continued the intricate hairstyle she'd been working on for the past hour, this was their second attempt at perfecting.

"What's up with the comment? Are you feeling alcoholic young lady?! Meh didn't feel like buying that, energy drinks are more of a rush and it did feel kind of depressing to think of us both having a pijama party just to drink wine like old widowed wives."

Roxanne didn't really react to hair pulling, I mean the woman could put down a fully grown man without any weapons it was to be expected that she didn't feel bothered by Nell's petty hair pulling. She did hum in agreement with Leonor when hearing her reasoning and chugged another drink at her glass.

"How much left? Not that you're pulling too harshly but my neck feels sore in this position"

"Give me five more minutes, I like your hair, this type of stuff can't really be done on my hair! Or at least I can't manage on myself unless I spend a full hour untangling this bird nest"

Nell complained referring to her thick brown curls that were struggling to pull out under their containment from the hair claw she had on.

It wouldn't usually click to people, that she and Roxy were actually cousins at least not until they saw them interact with one another.

Roxanne was the absolute definition of a black cat type of girl, with her straight black hair and resting bitch face no one would expect to see her running into Leonor's arms for a hug to celebrate her victory. She loved dressing in black and wouldn't think twice before pulverizing someone's ego if she deemed it necessary. Standing on 1'64 meters she could somehow still manage to look down on anyone twice her size with her icy blue eyes.

Leonor on the other hand was usually all smiles and apologies, almost like a reflex at this point.

[girlinthetardis04]

LIVE VENGEANCE SAGA REACTION!!!!!!!!

Here I am totally on time and not two weeks late. In my defense ☝️ I moved to another continent and got sick (the events are not correlated). I'm still sick, but the thought of being able to hear Poseidon and Hermes in the same saga was irresistible. Onward!

Not Sorry for Loving You

The kalimba is lulling me into a false sense of security.

CALYPSO JUMPSCARE

My boy Ody can finally leave!!!! In yo face bish!!!!

EXQUEEZ ME? "I'm sorry my love's too much for you"? I know a guilttrip apology when I see one! At the very least have the decency to have a good beat!

"Let me speak" NO TF I WON'T

Is she gonna shut up any time soon? 😐

Ody??????? Oh, phew.

Wait, wait, I heard those strings before....but where

Dangerous

★WHOOOO HERMES I'M COMING DAHLING★

AH! "Full Speed Ahead" melody jumpscare! JAY I NEED A WARNING!!!! OH MY GOD THERE'S ONLY SILENCE IN PLACE OF THE CHORUS CALLBACK!!!! CUZ THEY'RE DEAD

YEEEEESS

HERMEEEEEEES!!!!!! I'M YOUR BIGGEST FAAAAAN

I'M SO HAPPY TO SEE YOUUUUU

💃💃 "It's gonna get a little bit ✨dangerous✨" 💃💃

(fair warning, I'm gonna be completely useless for the rest of this song, I will be dancing and nothing else)

Odysseus finally sounds like he has some life back in him.

"We went through so much to get this" why do I have the feeling Hermes just hit up Aelous like "hello ✨dahling✨ would you happen to have a spare wind bag?" and Aelous was just like "oh yeah sure, np"

WINIONS!!!!

Ah <3 Hermes you magnificent trickster, you. Come back anytime!

Charybdis

★Cariddi! The ✨SUPERIOR✨ sea monster. Yeah, that's right, Scylla slander. Come at me★

Oh damn, that's loud.

Is Cariddi gonna be voiced? Because if Scylla can sing, so can he. If he's not, I will be severly disappointed (but not too much cause I got Hermes back)

It's so good to hear Odysseus with life back in his voice :)

I'm sorry, was that electric guitar? Is it because of Cariddi or because Odysseus isn't very human anymore? Food for thought.

Are those howls Cariddi? No singing? :( damn, fuck me ig.

I'm scared, this is too good to be true, what's the catch?

I knew it. What is it this time?

Get In the Water

★POSEIDONPOSEIDONPOSEIDONPOSEIDONPOSEIDONPOSEIDONPOSEIDONPOSEIDONPOSEIDONPOSEIDONPOSEIDONPOSEIDON I GET TO HEAR STEVEN RODRIGUEZ'S VOICE AGAIN WHAOOO THREE CHEERS FOR SWEET REVENGE(ANCE SAGA)★

Oooh, the temperature just skyrocketed 🥴

YESSIR I'M DIVING 🚣

Poseidon <3 you can do whatever you want, it's fine bbg <3

I mean...an eye for an eye ig?

Damn, trying for open arms one last time? 🥹

What just happened? Why the water sounds

AAAAAAA

AAAAAAAA

AAAAAAAA

I KNEW I SHOULDN'T HAVE MENTIONED IT

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

JAY STOP REPRISING "OPEN ARMS" I AM NOT GOING TO LIVE TO THE ITHACA SAGA AT THIS RATE

EURYLOCHOS???????

Ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow that fucking HURT.

Six Hundred Strike

The title is making me nervous....

Damn, that's some boss fight music.

That's the Aelous theme tho? Is he gonna use the wind bag???

WHERE'S THE CHORUS COMING FROM?????

YOU TELL HIM ODY!!!!

STORM REPRISE!!!!!

FULL SPEED AHEAD REPRISE!!!!

What an anime ahh attack name /pos

So like, are... the ghosts... helping him...?

But...he didn't open the bag tho :/

Bitch are you THREATENING A GOD????? Also beating us over the head with that "gods can't die" thing, huh? (ATHENA ISN'T FUCKING DEAD YOU MORONS)

That's the same melody as "Different Beast"!!!

...the fact that I have no visuals kinda dampens my understanding of wth just happened. Can someone fill me in? For now I'm choosing to believe he chucked a Uno reverse card at his forehead.

Even Poseidon is like "damn, chill bruh"

"Next to my wife" Oooooooooooh FUCKING OWNED

[dennydraws]

Romancing SaGa 2 ...so good...

Arghhhhh, I wish I had more coherent sentence to put here but the remake is SO DANG GOOD I'm foaming and I will stare at the clock all day now till I get home and resume playing. T^T;;; I may have spent the weekend playing instead of finalizing the last fanfyria batch ;u; please excuse me, I was extremely hungry for this game! I also touched extremely good drawing paper cause I got 2 handmade sketchbooks from @yoiku but I feel like I need a whole separate post about them cause I have a lot of things to say and by say I mean gush like a fan girl about them! I may have gone art demon for a day and already filled a bunch of pages. +u+;;;

Anyhowsies, RS2R!! \o/

If you haven't heard of the franchise, want a solid JRPG, please do grab it if you can! It's absolutely stellar entry and very beginner friendly! but you can always tune the difficulty up if you want a taste of what we had to deal with when playing the OG... xD;;

I feel like I'm advancing too fast but that's probably because I mostly know my way around :D;; Behold me rambles! Only minor spoilers but still spoilers!

Once again I hit generation shift right after clearing the Canal Quest ... I don't know if that's mandatory generation shift but it's funny it happened twice. Given Cat's last line in the OG game, and Gerard's scene with her in the RS Stage Play, I'm gonna slap "Ship!" sticker on these two!

Get yourself a wife who helps you in convoluted dungeons and points where the treasure is!

My second generation is led by... John! Yeah I know, default male guy name xD; which is funny cause my friends on discord had a "We're all John" phase and this was extremely hilarious.

I don't know why but Beaver and Crow absolutely wreck everything and I'm confused why they feel so strong. Beavs is martial arts and Crow is s.sword user and both are like - whoop dee doop, everyone is destroyed in one swift loop! I finished Cumberland quest ...where John had the resting bitch face the whole time ...lol John please... Thomas is an absolute bean! He doesn't deserve glares!!

I was really temped to pick these answers just because of the permanent dismissive face he has xD;;

Next is Tefal mine! I expect to find more 7 Heroes memories there cause I feel like I skipped 2 by going directly to the succession quest :D;;

Oh, how my heart ached when I saw Orieve's memory... T^T;;; She loves Noel in this version too... I can't wait to see more....

But now ...gotta actually start work instead of blogging on tumblr fufufu ~ Thank you for stopping by!

[guessimatarotgirlienow]

Also I know this isn’t a gossip blog but it’s related to your last reading; I do think Harry has looked more solemn since the pandemic/early 2021, I’ve always thought maybe it was after the first Grammy win he finally achieved a huge goal and got a bit stuck with what was next. And then if we’re being honest the next couple years whilst he had some huge achievements, public perception did falter on him hugely especially during the Olivia saga; I see him as someone that cares a lot about what people think of him and this would have affected him, and maybe this sounds crazy but I always got the idea he didn’t 100% want to do DWD; he never spoke about it with much passion compared to My Policeman (could your cards see if there’s any truth to my mad 12am thoughts? haha)

The stalker and mugging incidents I imagine also had a huge impact on him and made him far more guarded, shown in the way he only really accepts fan photos if they seem genuine and talk to him first and won’t expose his location. If it’s not too sensitive could you please maybe do a reading see how he feels about that too having to deal with it all over again?

But also on a lighter note my resting face I look like a bitch so I don’t think he has to walk round smiling 24/7 but it would be nice to see it offstage just sometimes, that’s why the football photos were so well received I think because it was refreshing.

Nonny I was so eager to answer this that I started it before I had my deck handy and it got lost in drafts. Sorry!

Oh this is a good theory. Success like a Grammy can often leave people feeling a lot more negative emotions- alone, like you’ve peaked, etc.

and then for that to be followed by some drama filled failures (more or less) in his acting career

But also Hahahaha yeah could just be a rbf!!

As for security concerns….

EIGHT OF SWORDS this card is literally you are paralyzed by your own anxiety….I mean look at it:

[saga-project]

"LEO. WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU THINKING, GET YOUR ASS DOWN HERE RIGHT NOW OR SO HELP ME I WILL FIND A WAY TO BEAT THE SHIT OUT OF A GHOST--"

"He's too strong. He's not gonna stay in there unless I keep him in there. We've tried everything else--"

"Leo, please don't do this. LEO---"

"Heh. You're one to talk, big bro. Hero moves are totally your style--"

"Leo. Leo, PLEASE. Don't do this. Please don't do this. We can figure something else out. We can--"

"H-hey, Donnie. Remember what I said when we fought? That I wished I never even had a twin?"

"Are you still hung up on that? Is that what this is about? I FORGIVE YOU, you stupid IDIOT, just come back, PLEASE--"

"...you're the best twin I could have asked for. I'm so, so glad that we got to find you again. I....I love you so fucking much. All of you. So fucking much."

"Don't you FUCKING dare---"

"Goodbye."

The comm clicked off. The portal exploded. And all Saga could do was stand there in stunned silence, hardly being able to move, hardly being able to breathe--

Something in him was snapping. Something in him was coming undone, something in him was howling like a feral animal, but the sound couldn't escape his mouth, all he could do was stand there and plead for it to be some kind of twisted dream, beg for Leo to miraculously appear and say that it had just been some kind of shitty joke---

Leo couldn't be gone. He couldn't. His fucking better half couldn't be gone. Not when Saga had just started getting used to the idea of having a twin again. Not when he'd just watched another fucking version of Leo throw himself into a literal death arena to try and prove himself to Saga, not when his brother was in danger and he couldn't fucking do anything about it yet again--

The stupid fucking song that Leon and him had sung sprang into his head again. Only this time, he remembered the rest of the lyrics.

What if I never find you What if I'm a twin no more I'd give all the kingdom's treasures If you came walking through that door---

Saga felt the tears running down his face, and felt the great gaping hole in his chest, and finally gave in, tossing his head back and howling in grief.

Leo was gone. His twin was gone. And he'd never fucking feel whole again.

Mikey was still standing there with his stupid fucking arms outstretched like that would accomplish anything, and Saga felt anger rising up in them before they could stop themselves, baring their teeth. "Stop that. STOP, Mikey. He's fucking GONE."

"Don, don't--"

"Leo never gave up on us...and he didn't give up on you, either, Don. I'm not giving up on HIM." Mikey turned back, baring his teeth in a feral snarl, and then--

--something was happening. Blinding yellow light was emerging from Mikey's hands and tracing up his arms, and there was a literal hole being ripped in the air in front of him, growing larger and larger and larger, and both they and Raph raced forward--

"Mikey, whatever you're doing, don't you dare fucking stop--"

"We're here, Mikey! Together!"

The portal stretched wider and wider and wider, and ow FUCK that tingled like a son of a bitch but all Saga cared about was seeing their brother again, seeing their twin again, and--

--Leo was gazing at them through the portal, his gaze a mixture of fear and relief. "Took you guys long enough."

Saga couldn't help but wheeze out a relieved laugh under their breath as Raph reached forward with his ninpo to collect Leo, as he started to pull him back through the portal--

--and then the Krang loomed up behind Leo again, its metal claws outstretched, and Saga absolutely saw red.

"GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM MY BROTHER, YOU BITCH---"

He summoned a gigantic drill, all metal and points and malice, and slammed it into the Krang's face through the portal before he could even think to contemplate what he was doing, before he could even think to feel sickened over the Krang bits that flew everywhere. He simply twisted back towards Mikey, shouting at the top of his lungs. "MIKEY, CLOSE THAT PORTAL NOW---"

The portal closed in a wink of light, and all of them hurried towards Leo's prone form, Saga's eyes flicking over every single inch of his twin's frame as he silently pleaded Leo to wake up, please wake up, oh my god I'll take back every single nasty thing I've ever said about you if you'll just fucking wake up--

Leo's eyes opened. And even though his voice was weak, he still managed a smile, his tone still light. "Hey. Ewww, are we in Staten Island?"

"YOU--"

"Donnie, woah, hey, I think I kinda sorta broke like eeeeevery single one of my bones so maybe take it easy on me--"

"You are NEVER doing something that stupid again or so help me God I will drag your spirit back and beat the shit out of a GHOST--"

"Okay, okay, geez, like that's any better than trying to give yourself up to a giant sentient brain--"

"Those things are not remotely the same--"

"Cut it out, you two." Raph's voice, now. "Let's just concentrate on getting patched up first."

And as all of them started chattering over the comms, Saga stood back, gently exhaling.

It would all be okay. It was going to be okay. Leo was back and everything was okay. The future that was written down in those journals wouldn't come to pass anymore.

.....so why did he feel like there was still some kind of unfinished business to attend to?

[thedevilsfamiliar]

Me: *wants to bump into someone and exchange numbers and have a whole saga of friendship and falling in love slow burn style*

Also me: *Has a resting bitch face and glares at anyone stupid enough to bump into me*

[bloghyperfixes]

Hello, I hope you don't mind asking you of what you think of each of the angels, what you like or dislike about them or what are your favourites?

Hello!

Looooool, I don't know where I should start. My brain is a flaccid soggy loaf of bread.

To be honest, I'm not sure and I don't remember if I've thought that deeply about the characters' personalities, other than seeing the angel dudes' artwork and all my brain cells getting lost again in yet another "oh god, beautiful ancient alien things, I need to find more fan art on them to feed myself" hyperfixation.

I don't know why I like Daishinkan and his angelic children, and I'm not sure if I can call one of them a "favorite character". Maybe it's the hyperfixation and vibrating in me screaming to find something on the little mystery dude and his kids who don't have enough appearing in front of us (other than Whis) to replenish my endorphins and serotonin stores. Perhaps I like them all equally?

I'm not saying, I joined the fandom just for the artwork with the beautiful angels, maybe I'm not looking hard enough to know anything about them beyond the fact that they are teachers of the gods of destruction and what universes they are in, maybe there is somewhere in the depths of the internet a more detailed description of their character.

I can say that Whis is a cute bright star who (if you forget that he's the attendant of a genocidal god), you want to hug, squeeze his face and call him a good boy. And feed him more food to see his joy. Can tell he'd sell your soul for a corn chip. On second impression, he's a secretive rat who may have plans for you.

Vados is about the same as Whis. (A tall statuesque woman who has no problem communicating with sarcasm and irony. She's cool)

Mojito has been in an emo phase since the beginning of her existence.

Kus is the oldest of all the Angels, her whole little girl appearance screams of her cuteness and harmlessness, though she isn't. I think she uses her huge eyes at some point to get what she wants.

Daishinkan looks mysterious and charismatic? His face is between (:3) and [ >:) ], my attention is drawn to the halo behind his head. I know this guy is dangerous, he's capable of destruction, but my god, he's a cute little kitten, so deceptively adorable. (His baggy blue trousers are funny and ridiculous). HOLY CRAP THIS GUY IS ANCIENT, HELP ME OUT. And he's a father. All the dad jokes and moments belong to him now.

I don't know what to say about Marcarita, other than her face has the waibes of a real high school bitch and I would definitely avoid her, even if Marcarita more or less turns out to be harmless.

Can I call Camparri funny and lively? He has a high emotional bar and it's definitely not brick level, maybe angels are supposed to act neutral, I'm not sure about the neutrality of their face. Camparri looked quite lively and cautious from my memory when he reacted to the robot during the Tournament Arc when his gods were shown robots.

Merus appeared more or less revealed character? (I saw his headphones and thought they were real ears, and then I was just like. "aw :(") He's another Priest child, and he's sent off to be trained and interned to explore the universe. His origin turns out to be a real surprise and trap when you've just finished the anime, and don't know that the manga has a sequel after the Tournament saga at all. I find him interesting too, it's unusual to see an angel in a different element.

Sorry, I don't have any thoughts or ideas what I can say about the rest of the angels. Basically they're all awesome and it's cool that they exist.

[folklauerate]

It wasn't you that wrote that santhony fic but all the rest checks out, too many bitches in this fandom fake love Kanthony seeing the god awful and out of characters fic your write and how much you love to bring Siena into their relationship and have Kate and Anthony cheat on each other. Also I can't wait for Bridgerton to cast Sophie since you like to invent gay ships and ignore the existence of canon women of this saga :)

I wonder if the anon message someone sent me earlier was from you or from someone else, and that anon sent you a screenshot of what they sent me and you two have discussed it together! That, you silly billy, is fan behavior <3

This has really tickled me because it couldn't be further from the truth, and so, I really wonder how much of my work you're 1) reading and 2) comprehending and 3) if you have any reading comprehension skills at all whatsoever. I think this message proves that you do not.

Honestly, I feel as though I really don't write anything remotely angsty lmfao. I don't write them cheating on each other or in relationships with other people because I personally cannot always handle writing certain subject matter because it makes me a touch sad! You can come comb through my AO3 and see that this is exactly the case.

That being said, even if I did write those things, it is none of your business that I do. It's literally fanfiction. Since the beginning of fanfiction, from the dawn of the internet, people have been writing and shipping random characters together for their own fun. For me, at least, I enjoy having a creative outlet and exploring different scenarios, and I would never begrudge another person to write whatever they want and whomever they want. If I don't like a certain ship or the setting of a fic--I don't read it! It is as simple as that! And I certainly don't take time out of my day to go into the inbox of someone on tumblr and send them a cowardly anon message, riddled with untruths, that is only spreading hate. Funnily enough, in attempting to "stick up" for "women" and/or "woc," you are quite literally harassing a woman of color, who, I assure you, does not at all have the same amount of money or connections or influence Simone Ashley does. You are quite literally sending hate and rude comments to someone who faces plenty of racism, sexism, and homophobia, and who lacks the privilege wealth and influence might provide as a shield that a very famous actress does. On what planet is continuing to harass someone anonymously--which you do because you know that these comments are wrong, and if you sent them from your actual account, you'd be reported and lose your privileges on the internet, and rightfully so--defending the very same people you claim to love and "stan"? Do you think they would cheer and be joyful that you are spreading such hate and vitriol in their name? Do you think anyone in their right mind would support such actions?

I know that this sort of misplaced hatred comes because you lack power and the ability to have control over your own life, and likely because you are deeply unhappy with yourself. While I have never taken the time out of my day to harass and spread hate in this way, I've suffered from feelings of depression and unhappiness before, too--a lot of people have. I promise you, this is not the way to find happiness with your life. It is not the way to feel any power over your life, it is not the way to feel any joy or find meaning out of your life.

If you need to speak to someone about your feelings, I urge you to call up a friend. I urge you to write a letter and then throw it away. I urge you to get all these feelings out of your head and then take a long, nice walk, with good music. Find a hobby--you can even start writing fanfiction, which is free, fulfilling, and you can do it in your own free time that you will now have because you've stopped spreading hate, and you can make friends who share your interests!

There is a brighter, better world out there, and I want you to discover it for yourself. You will feel so much more fulfilled and happy with your life when you do. Yelling at people you don't know online and sending them hate messages is not the way to live a happy, fulfilled, meaningful life. It is not the way to feel content and at peace with yourself. It is also not the way to make friends! Anon, let me tell you something; I have written plenty of fanfiction about Kate and Anthony. A lot of it is actually quite good. When people are kind to me and are my friends, I send them snippets of that writing before I put it up on AO3, just because I know they'll enjoy it. I talk about AU ideas with them, I talk about characters with them, I make jokes about those characters! It's fun. It's nice. I could do all of that with you, too, if you were kinder. Lucky for you, I am quick to forgive and like to see the best in people. I urge you to look for the best in yourself, work on yourself, and then come back. It doesn't have to be this way.

[thatmarvelobsessedteen]

Not planned...not at all

Cassian x reader

Azriel x OC! reader'scousin

Short Summary: Two girls, cousins, somehow find themselves inside a slightly modified version of their favorite book saga ACOTAR. What will happen to them, things have changed and not just their situation but themselves...are those pointy ears they now have?

Chapter 9

We finally entered a very large room, after climbing far too many stairs from the weird dungeon area, it looked similar to a living room although it was connected to a kitchen, a dinning room and what looked like a small bar?

Oh well fucking drunks, it's what happens when energy drinks don't exist I guess! A lot more people drink.

I quickly realize there's people on the couches and arm chairs, which of course is where Rhysand is guiding us. He must have mentally called them, like "surprise meetings get your asses to the living room".

Knowing there would be far more people Roxanne already had her bad bitch look that clearly said fuck off from a mile away meanwhile I moved to her side resting a hand on her shoulder to keep her close.

There were five women sitting there, 4 four of them looked to be either in a constant bad mood or just plainly powerful the fifth one was just there. Meanwhile almost on the other side of the room was another man, a red head, leaning against a wall with a bored but tired look.

Leaning over I whispered to Roxy with a wide smile.

"We're after the cauldron shower, but not too long after, Elaine still looks fucking traumatised"

I try and keep my words as low as possible but as Roxanne snickers I also notice what I can only guess to be Nesta openly glaring at us.

Oh she thought she was scary?!

Giving Roxanne a tap on her shoulder I give her a look that meant no limits. If her face earlier had seemed unapproachable right now she just looked ready to gut whoever crossed her or just looked for too long. Of course knowing I can't manage that type of look unless I'm actually mad I just smirk over my cousin's shoulder giving the "lady of death" a wink.

Oh she got mad, let me tell you! The woman must still not be used to people not shivering in fear at her feet cuz she looked about to get up although quickly stopped by a collective look thrown her way.

No one was really saying anything, well I imagine they were just not aloud or to us which was weird and uncomfortable to say the least.

So I started tapping my foot distracted and trying not to further embarrass myself in front of this many people. At some point my brain had simply turned off while looking out of the windows that led to the balcony, the view was breathtaking I might as well enjoy it while they mentally debate on whether or not to kill us.

Eventually I'm humming along to All the ways by Megan Trainor with that stupid smile I just have while imagining myself as the protagonist of every book I've read, being loved fiercely and endlessly.

Of course Roxanne knowing me noticed and whisper sang some of the words as we both swayed side to side like idiots.

"Don't be afraid babe come on explain"

[lowkeyclueless5137]

The Extravagant Sea Club III

:v

We will be getting onto the real shit right here.

What we will cover:

-more palace exploration

-getting some leads

-a looming threat raising slowly

Yep by these bullet points we know that we aren't yet done with this one. :'D

Yep... This is a gruesome journey for both you and me... You as the readers who voluntarily chose to read this fuckery... And me as the author who pulls self uncomfortable things sometimes just for the sake of the plot... U-U/

Don't worry... It will only get worse :3

Now onto the action!

So not only did they have a deadline now, risked Floyd being expelled and probably charged for assault as well, but also they had to clear the palace by the end of the month, with only half of it done.

It was just pure stress.

And Floyd still did not seem to fully come into terms with the whole metaverse and persona things sometimes, thankfully now Morgana was able to nag him and wipe him properly into shape. The last thing they could possibly afford would be to slip in the eyes of the principal or his watchful 'dogs'. His moods really are the whole bet in this situation.

Meanwhile, at LeBlanc, Ortho and Riddle again were watching over Chonky while Idia was out in the town. Even Futaba noted that Idia was more outgoing since Neige's change of heart. And more happy and giggly. Especially since he came in late.

On the other side of the spectrum, Riddle and Ortho were marking off a historical victory once the ever mischievous Chonky stopped trying to tare both of them down.

And also Ortho and Riddle became familiar with Cheeka, the nephew of the leblanc regular. Ortho faced the money problem, as Idia betted that Ortho cannot possibly make enough yens by the end of the next month to buy the upcoming new star rogue saga. But if he does manage it, Idia would treat both him and Riddle to ramen.

Riddle did ask why was he served to ramen as well if Ortho won, to which Ortho revealed that if he helps him out, he could cut the time by making double the money.

Riddle has learned a new skill: ✨the resting bitch face✨

But yeah Ortho also wanted to make his brother's wallet cry by making him lose the bet and treating 2 people to ramen. Riddle never understood how siblings work and Ortho was the finest example of the 'gremlin switch'. Like yesterday the 2 hugged when Idia brought to Ortho his forgotten lunch. And now Riddle feels like he stumbled upon a warzone for an unknown petty motive.

And it happened for Ortho to mention this at the bar of Leblanc, catching the attention of the regular.

The regular introduces himself as Leona... Just Leona... And if Ortho and Riddle can get the furball off his head for the weekend the whole next month, he will not only pay each of them individually, but also the payment comes half in the morning and half after the babysitting day.

So babysitting it is! They babysitted a bird(and bearly survived it)... Sure they are capable of a human child... :'D

But for now, for the palace investigation.

With already half of the ship being explored, the other half proved to be harder to infiltrate in. The clubs were very secured, with little to no emergency exits they could actually use to get in. And even less of safe rooms, as the principal's influence was stronger in this areas.

Until they hit another bock. They reached the tallest club dubbed 'the office', but to enter, their safest option was through the back, which had a coded lock. The code had 8 digits, indicating a date. There was no other way in so for now, they had to see what exactly was that code meaning.

Unknown to them, something was watching them really closely.

Back in the real world, Ortho tried to do some digging. Rook tried that as well, but they came with no results. They tried everything from birthdays to important school days.

Rook brings up that their last resort would be the Kosei's rumor master: Azul. He was a terrifying opponent as he had dirt on everyone you could name at Kosei. Even on Rook, which proved how much of a threat he could be if you make him an enemy.

Floyd mentioned that he knew Azul quite well... They didn't talk too much at school, but they did text and him with Jade were Azul's 'buddies', hanging out after school usually.

Floyd... Pls define buddies...

Ace did ask 'how close are you 3', to which Jade did say that a few weeks ago they had a sleepover at Azul's. It was a somewhat confirmation.

So the next day, after classes, Floyd and Jade invite Azul out through the city. And the others decided to 'just pass by'. Yeah they were spying on them. :'3

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"I heard... That you got in trouble, Floyd... Again..." Azul sipped onto his drink. The 3 did get themselves a nice drink as they stood on a bench in the park. The twin in question awkwardly rubbed his nape, Morgana meowing from his lap.

"Yeah... Nothing THAT serio-" "I think that punching the principal of all people... In the face... Is not something trivial..." Azul cut off. "My my... Azul always knows everything going on in Kosei..." Jade smiled. The shorter just arranged his glasses. "If you want to get on top, you need to know who to crush down... Knowledge is power after all..."

Floyd grumbled. "Ya know... I wanna crush that pesky fucker down as well... Azul... You know what he's done!" "But does it affect me? I believe not..." Azul mumbled. "Knowledge also means... To know when to fight and when to look the other way..." he mumbled.

"But your 'knowledge' costed a lot of people! Come on, Azul! You know something! There has to be something that fucker slipped with that we can u-" Floyd insisted, but Azul gently put 2 fingers over his mouth, shutting him up. "You never make Floyd shut up so suddenly... Perhaps is there a-" Jade piped in, only to receive the same treatment.

It was silence for a few seconds.

"3rd of March, 3 years ago... It was after classes in a chemestry laboratory. The instruments that were used were rope, scissors, paper glue, a duster and a fountain pen. The video evidence was all erased... He doesn't know I know about this... And I would rather forget it myself... But this date... Is a game changer if you want to take him down..." Azul whispered, the tone hesitant, but in that silence it was perfectly clear what he said.

"Azul-" "I do not want to talk about it..." "then... Would you like to walk around a bit?" Jade suggested. "That would be lovely..." The shorter creaked a small smile as Floyd moved Morgana into Azul's lap, the cat accepting for the boy to pet it a little. It was soft!

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After that, later, the thieves gang returned to the metaverse trying the date Azul gave them as the code. Surprisingly it worked!

And inside there were LOTS of floors. Each with their own unique theme for a club or a bar. It would all have been fine if the whole action going on in between the shadows did not make you sick in the stomach.

But reaching at the top, much to their unluck, there was no door to the roof, but the treasure had to be nearby from Morgana going batshit crazy about it.

So the group stood to think a bit. Spade proposed to use a window to climb up, to which Poison added that they needed to be fast as they couldn't waste any time after the calling card was sent. Siren suggested that maybe they could make a trampoline kind of mechanism. Heart just proposed to make a hole in the ceiling. :'D

But still, they had to see what exactly was on the roof. So they decided to sent there Rose and Amore, as Siren would use his persona to keep tabs on them and map out the whole roof floor.

So using a window, the 2 got out and used ropes and grappling hooks to get up, noticing something.

The roof was a pink glass dome, as inside there was a lavish garden, with flowers and some artificial waterworks. It looked like a fairytale place. Getting inside through an opened window, the 2 looked around.

The flowers from the garden were out of silver, bronze and gold. The bushes and leaves were all out of green satin, in different hues. The water itself was sparkling, upon closer look being actually champagne.

And the water was all flowing out in small rivers, the center piece being a lavish fountain out of pure white marble, on top of it, a blob of energy resting. That was the treasure. Looking around, Amore noted how all of the illumination was not due to the starry sky, but because of lights imbedded in the floor.

Upon returning, Flame noted that the lights they found were directly correlated to the electricity panel which was on the last floor. Probably it wasn't expected for a lot of people to come here, since the only room available was a big bedroom.

And everyone knew who it belonged to. -3-

But as they were ready to leave, Siren's persona suddenly picked up a strange reading. Something, no, somebody was with them as well. So with that, the group thought it might have been yet another clueless peep wondering in.

At this point Heart does comment on how many people will ever stumble into the metaverse like it's some kind of nearby alley.

But as Jade was going for the coordinates, suddenly he got electrocuted, making him to return to his mask as he was drained of energy. Spade, Poison, Heart and Rose could only recall in fear the possible return of that wierd entity that got Queen and Oracle back then, so they opted to immediately go back to the real world.

Fortunately, Jade still had his persona and he was alright. He just needed to rest a bit and he was back like new.

Whoever did that, they must've been close to hit Jade.

Later that day, Riddle and Ortho were doing a crossword at Leblanc when Idia came in. Yusuke, who was also there along Futaba, did ask why Idia was so giggly today, to which the boy switched to his usual shyness.

At that Futaba immediately is on teasing duty, asking if by chance, Idia was seeing with someone if he was so outgoing lately. That also picked ortho and Riddle's attention as Idia was all pink.

For now, Idia didn't say anything, but Futaba seemed to pick up what was going on, making that funny face Riddle saw Ortho always making when he knows some 'tea'.

Guess that runs in the family. :v

But so leaving Idia's affairs aside, the thieves group did gather up at Leblanc the next day after school. Now that they had the treasure route secured, there was only one more thing left.

Prepare the calling card.

Wooop! Sum smol arcs starting here...

Ya know I like drama sometimes >:3

So far, what do you think the boss of this palace would be like?

Lil hint: Neige's boss might give you a lead.

Hey it rhymes a bit :D

Anyway! Buh bye for now!

[davy-zeppeli]

imagine having a conversation about how we gotta stop fucking because he doesn't want a relationship with me and he says if we keep going it'll probably hurt me and then after we both agree to set the boundary literally a week later after much miserableness from me we go out again for a drink and it's like we're solid best friends again and we're having an absolute hoot and then he makes a few comments about how my new hair looks nice and I look nice today (new dress) and picks a bug out of my hair by raking his fingers through it but remember it's still nothing.

but IMAGINE if you start to walk to the bus station together at about half past midnight and you're goofing around and you keep walking into him due to bad balance and when you wake a joke he stops to jokingly glare but every time he does he lets you get so fucking close to his face and you know from the past 6 months that that's him saying "kiss me" and it's fucking infuriating because eventually you do and it's small but you continue walking afterwards like nothing happened.

and then you get to to the bus stop and sit and chat and you're both drunk but still aware. and you're next to eachother on the bench and you're so fucking close again and this bitch is lazily smiling as he talks and you want to kiss him again but you don't because it's in public. and then you both stand up outside the shelter and keep joking and you're close again. and he doesn't pull away when I'm close to him. and I kiss his stupid mouth again and he kisses back and even though it's brief we just laugh briefly and then make the decision to just walk home - the bus isn't coming.

so then, imagine part of the way the same thing happens a third time but at a crossing. there are no cars as it's 1am at this point. I walk into the back of him, he turns and we're literally in eachothers faces. I kiss him again and this time he kisses back and grabs me gently before we continue crossing the road. then, and only then, do I hear the wonderful line of "we're really shit at keeping a boundary".

no shit.

after more drunk talking and one uh. Moment behind a derelict building. we talk. firstly he holds me and we kiss a little more but he then sighs and gives me the strongest hug ever. "you mean so fucking much to me, I don't want to lose you". we start walking. and he's saying how he feels bad. he feels like he'd be using me. he feels like we can't do this because he doesn't feel for me the same way. "I know you love me. So it doesn't feel right." Shout out for drunk him for having more observation skills than normal. eventually we sit on some steps and I try explaining that I probably can handle it, I've gotten the explicit instructions now of 'no relationship, it's one sided love', I'll fucking cope. but he's saying he won't feel right, which I have to respect because I love and respect him.

and then it gets deep. he starts talking about how he's had to learn empathy, he feels like he's got no reason to be as angry and miserable as he is. I let him talk, i rest my head on his shoulder the whole time. he starts talking about some personal stuff, like trauma shit. i let him talk. i see him actively trying not to cry. this man has only cried once before and it was in front of his past fiancee about wanting to die. and now i have him here sniffling and looking away just talking to me about himself. when I can I tell him what support I can - and i know it must have been working a little bit because he asks me to stop talking with a small laugh, knowing if I keep going he will properly cry.

we end up at his, drinking orange juice at 2:30am before going to sleep. the dan saga will never fucking end because we're both as bad as eachother.