#viktor is too smart to be teaching this to kids-

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Viktor is the one that starts going from "students" to "these kids" to "my kids" and Jayce is there to see this happening until one day explodes and say "You have been calling them "your kids" a while for now, are we thinking of adopting?"

He got bonked.

i love professor jayvik au's especially where jayce is the well liked professor and viktor is the one everyones dreading. never getting over them <33

[piggycyberwarrior]

How the Arcane Characters would react to a smart!s/o

a/n: hey guys so yeah.. i am backkk. love you all and pls request or talk to me if you want <3 don't be shy!!

Contains: Viktor, Vi, Ekko, Silco, Jinx

Disclaimer: Okay so i know people can be smart without reading books- but reading online articles or there are different reasons BUT there is no "world wide web" in the Arcane Universe. That is why the reader's a massive bookworm-kinda-smart person (?)

warnings: itsy bitsy teenie tiny mention of mature themes (turn on; feral) but NO further description; mentions of kissing (?), goofy Jinx (like what did you expect T-T) not proof read

let me know if i missed any warnings!!

Viktor

LOVES IT

like really he would be so thrilled to have a smart partner

would constantely go to the library with you- buying old science books or books about stuff that you like to read.

^ he never lets you buy them tho <3

Asks you when there are some issues with his work.. like this is such an honour (my bby has some issues when it comes to asking for help)

Viktor would always and I mean ALWAYS compliment you

-"look at my smart darling"

He just feels understood and so comfortable with you as you are on the same wavelenght as him

Loves to hear you ramble to him about the most random things at night, during walks, breakfast, in the morning, just simply at anytime

peppers your whole face with kisses while you ramble to him in the morning- loves to make you laugh, giggle or chuckle

Also adores it to have deep conversations with you

He just loves you<3

Vi

it would turn her on so much to be honest

like its so attractive (fr guys)

she would listen to you all the time, rambling and or reading to her- even tho she doesn't understand shit sometimes

loves it when you put her in her place when she did something stupid

also loves that you are a walking wikipedia

"Cupcake, what do you mean the dot over the "i" has a name??"

- " yeah its called the tittle or superscript dot- not only the dot over the i but also the dot on top of the j"

"WhAt?"

would constantely brag about you to EVERYONE like its almost embarrassing stopp vi please

used to steal you books from Piltover (still does it to be honest)

sometimes asks you if that one random fact she heard was true

loves to kiss you after you answered her question- as a price for being this smart <3

Ekko

lmao i don't know why but Ekko is such a sucker for intelligent/smart people

like dis man would be on his KNEES for you.

he would be always crafting stuff with you, always making sure you've got a new book in your hand, always kissing the ground you walk on

he wastes no time getting you anything that you need for your studies, crafts or freetime.

Has no shame- will show you off to EVERYBODY ON THIS GOD DAMN PLANET (like Vi)- especially to his teammates tho

loves loves LOVES to spend time with you and teach him the things you know or learned

"So the Midas effect is about people becoming more generous after a simple touch?" "Exactely, but the effect isn't scientifically proven- its just an assumption." "I see.."

also loves your fascination for knowledge

I'm sorry but he would go absolutely feral when he sees you teaching stuff to the small kids in the HQ.

it would make him so happy ngl

He would kiss you after that everytime- praising you that you're so smart

Silco

he would think it's so hot

Lets you read or craft in his office so he can watch you

^ it calms him

i don't think he would brag about you but he would be so proud of you neverthless

tells you that too

isn't stupid himself so he sometimes reads the books you enjoyed reading- he does that because he wants to know what you're talking about- never admits that tho

"What are you reading, handsome?- "Oh.. History of the World- it's quite interesting" you looked at him dumbfounded but quickly smiled "It really is interesting- the text structur is just beautiful!" you happily cheered

he loves it when you ramble to him at night- him laying on your chest and softly carding your fingers through his hair i love this man

just stares at you with that unreadable hot gaze of his when you start mumbling to yourself about some equations.

doesnt look all that dazed but on the inside he is GONE!!

he is so in love

grabs your chin and turns it to his face- pressing your lips onto his. Loves how you squeal- suprised that he interrupted your train of thought

Jinx

she adores it SO MUCH

constantely wants you to talk to her like she sits there- criscrossed, head resting in her palms- listening as if she has nothing else to do.

always wants you to tell her anything that you learned

^ she deadass throws a tantrum if you don't

only really listens to you- thinks you are always right

just like her sister- you have to keep her from doing stupid stuff

^ you cannot tell me she wouldn't do anything stupid lmao

decorates your book covers and doesnt know why you're so stressed everytime she does it (like thats a no-no , darling pls)

like thats so weird and all but she loves to read Picture books while you read Aristotle- just to feel the vibe

"How is your book?" you asked her with a raised eybrow while flipping to the next page- hearing her hum as she was reading that picture book. "Oh it's great, pudding- the ducks finally found their home!!"- "Really, that's good to hear" you chuckled softly

gives you suprise kiss-attacks when you're absorbed in your work

brags to sevika how smart her s/o is but gets jealous when others tell you that you're smart like gurl?

please do reblog, sweetheart <3

[ramennoodlezzzao3]

No-Power’s Umbrella Academy AU Headcanons (Fic is set in 2021)

- [ ] Age Order from oldest to youngest: Luther, Diego, Allison, Klaus, Ben, Vanya/Viktor, Five (28, 26, 25, 23, 22, 20, 16)

- [ ] Reginald is TERRIBLE with news, good or bad. Everytime he tells somebody something they leave totally confused.

- [ ] Reginald is a Lawyer.

- [ ] Grace can’t have kids, that’s why they adopted. (she’s not a robot)

- [ ] Grace is a stay-at-home mom and kinda acts like Mrs. Wheeler from Stranger Things

- [ ] Luther is a scientist and works at NASA as an assistant.

- [ ] Luther HATES tomatoes. Idk, he just kinda looks like he would.

- [ ] Diego is still a cop, but he’s actually a good one.

- [ ] Diego will drink coffee to seem tough but he enjoys tea more (his favorite is Earl Gray)

- [ ] Allison still an actor and still has a daughter, but she named her Elizabeth (After her great-grandmother) and Allison’s husband died in a car crash when Elizabeth was three.

- [ ] Allison bakes a TON of sweets with her daughter and sends them out to her family as Christmas or birthday gifts (Five loves them and always calls Beth to thank her)

- [ ] Klaus drinks A LOT but he doesn’t do drugs and is actually a yoga instructor (He does Tarrot readings on the Hush-Hush because he’s a fraud)

- [ ] Klaus LOVES to spend time with his siblings. He’s at every family gathering, birthday, and holiday even. Sometimes, if he misses them enough, he’ll just show up and spend a week or two there.

- [ ] Ben is a kindergarten teacher. He’s always LOVED kids, he absolutely adores them, he thinks they are the cutest and purest things ever. He’s actually one of the many reasons they adopted Five. (Buddy just REALLY wanted a little sibling to raise and play with because Vanya was only a year younger than him)

- [ ] Ben, for some reason, is naturally good at fighting. Like, Diego was scared when Ben asked to train with him and he got a mouthful of kneecap within the first thirty seconds.

- [ ] Vanya can play almost every instrument, she just enjoys the Violin the most. She teaches Violin and Piano lessons at the same school Ben does.

- [ ] Vanya buys herself little trinkets and gets all giddy because she thinks they’re cute.

- [ ] Five is a student in highschool and is VERY SMART. He had the opportunity to skip a grade -and still does- but he declined. He hated being the youngest in his family -He gets babied too much lol- and he thought it’d be hell to be the youngest in his classes too.

- [ ] Five is allergic to peanuts. Like, HIGHLY allergic to peanuts so much to the point where he carries two EpiPens and his own water bottle to not chance anything.

- [ ] Fives real name is Max, Maxson Hargreeves, but GOD does he absolutely hate it. He goes by Five because it was his siblings nickname for him when he was younger. (His birthday is 5/5/05)

- [ ] Diego is tremendously good at cooking and sings while he does it. Not hum, he fully sings as if he’s Mariah Carey.

- [ ] Klaus is obsessed with kimonos…nobody knows why, but if you catch him on the right day he’ll just be fully decked out with his hair pulled up in a sparkly purple kimono.

- [ ] Ben is a total lightweight. Buddy could smoke a cigarette and it’d have the same effect of smoking weed.

- [ ] Allison hates the feeling of fur or fuzzy things. Fuzzy slippers? Nope. Socks? Nada. Blankets? Definitely not. She prefers heavyweight blankets and tight clothing.

- [ ] Allison doesn’t braid her hair, it gets all knotted and takes forever to detangle.

- [ ] Luther can do top-tier voice impressions, it’s actually terrifying how good he’d be trying to catfish someone.

- [ ] Vanya rarely ever wears makeup. She instead uses her hair as a way to boost her confidence so she styles it every now and then.

[goddessofroyalty]

Another prompt fill, this one for Vander comforting Silco when he cries.

And another one where I kind of wondered off prompt to instead focus on the vague plot of the verse and the emotions of the moment.

Verse: Zaun Family

Pairing: Vander/Silco

Tags: omegaverse, past mpreg

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Vander doesn’t follow his mate when Silco slips off to their bedroom when they return home.

Silco needs time alone and their other kids need to get ready for bed. Vander promising Powder she will see Silco in the morning when she asks for him to come tuck her in and telling the older three he will tell them about his day in Piltover then as well when they try and slip the first of many questions in before going to their rooms. The whole time trying not to think too hard about the kid that isn’t there for him to say goodnight to.

He’s not at all surprised Silco hasn’t changed into sleep clothes. His mate sitting curled in their nests in what he was wearing, his eyes red and wet from his grief.

“Oh love.” Vander hates seeing his mate like this. Silco is strong and confident, never showing weakness to those that may take advantage of it. But he’s still a parent who cares deeply about his kids.

Vander doesn’t waste time changing either. Just slips into the bed next to his mate.

Silco shifts to press against him. But doesn’t say anything, just sullenly stares off towards the dresser they’ve had since they were living in tiny apartment with Benzo.

“We did the right thing,” Vander says, rubbing along his mate’s arm in comfort.

“Did we?”

“Viktor can learn so much more at their Academy.” Viktor is smart. Has been since he was little, taking apart and rebuilding anything his parents could get him before moving on to creating new things from the scraps Benzo let him take from his shop.

Vander hates it as much as he’s sure Silco does but Piltover is better positioned to help Viktor grow and learn even more.

Hopefully he will be the last generation where that is true.

“He could have studied under Singed,” Silco snaps. “The doctor would have happily taken him on to teach.”

Vander doesn’t question that. The doctor has always clearly liked Viktor best of the kids. Viktor often spending hours in his lab helping with the experiments the man is always running.

“Viktor wants to learn about other things as well.” Vander wouldn’t say Viktor had no interest in the doctor’s work on Shimmer and its effects on the body. But it’s clear machines are where his true interest is.

“Because the Yordle convinced him of it!”

“Viktor is well able to know his own mind.” Vander had also been less than impressed when he found out Viktor had been exchanging letters with the Dean of Piltover’s Academy behind their back. But their eldest wasn’t one to do something just because he was told – stubborn and critical. “He is your son after all.”

Silco snorts at it. Sighing and starting to work on unbuttoning his vest.

“We did a good job with him. He’s going to do amazing things.” Vander had known that for years now. That their son will build things they couldn’t even think of.

“He’s still too young to leave,” Silco says, shrugging off his vest.

“You were the same age as he was when you moved in with me and Benzo,” Vander reminds as he takes Silco’s vest from him and gets up to hang it for his mate. He had been younger again when he moved out of his own parents home.

“Yes, because I was pregnant,” Silco snaps. It’s a fact that has been looming over their decision to let Viktor move to Piltover to study. The fear he would end up knocked up like his Dam had at his age. Even if they would support him if it happened it doesn’t change how much harder it would make Viktor’s life. “They will see him as something they can play with, or worse, someone to be pitied. The poor Zaunite who was given the charity to be among them. He will have to work twice as hard to receive even a fraction of the credit he deserves.”

“And Viktor will, until they know he’s as brilliant as we do.” Their son had never been afraid of hard work or allowed his physical weakness to prevent him from achieving whatever he set his mind to.

“But he shouldn’t have to,” Silco says, getting out of the bed for more space for his rant. “The Councilors’ children are given private tutors from birth then are considered brilliant for spitting out the same ideas as their parents. And yet my child will always be seen as lessor than them despite the fact he is smarter than all of them combined. All of our work and he will still have to beg for the acknowledgement he deserves.”

“Things are getting better.” Slowly and with both of them having to put in so much work to get the rights of their people acknowledged and the resources they need to better those same lives. But they have a seat at the table even if most of Silco’s proposals get shot down.

Maybe their grandchildren will be seen as the Piltites equals.

“Not fast enough,” Silco says, deflating back into himself. Looking so small without his passion and fury behind him.

Vander goes over to wrap his arms around his mate. Nuzzling into his neck where the omegas scent is strongest. Breathing in the love-based grief.

“He is not facing them alone. You are there too.” And Silco has a talent for always knowing what is happening in their children’s lives. What trouble they are going to get into and exactly what needs to be done to solve it.

“Not all the time,” Silco says, twisting around to meet Vander’s eyes. His gaze hard despite the tears still in them. “If they hurt my son I will throw this entire farce of peace back into their faces.”

“I know,” Vander says, pressing a kiss against his mate’s forehead.

They had agreed to peace for their children. But they would go to for war them as well.

[super-unpredictable98]

Klaus Hargreeves Being a Dad HCs:

A/n: This was an anon request and it took me a little while because of the Halloween stuff, work, and some mental health struggle, but I really hope you like it <3 next week hopefully I'll go back to the normal schedule

"So, in essence, it could be yours," the short blonde said.

"But you're not sure," Klaus murmured, looking at the toddler in her arms.

"I'm about 93% sure... I'll only be gone for a couple of days, can you please watch her?"

"You look at me and you think I'm qualified to care for a kid? Are you sure?"

"Well! Your sister can help you, she has a kid, doesn't she?"

"I don't think Allison would wanna help me with a kid who might or might not be mine... You know what? Fine!"

At first, Klaus would be conflicted, he'd be very annoyed by crying or whining, but at the same time feel bad for the little kid, knowing how hard it was to grow up without love.

Klaus would actually treat the toddler like a person, I don't think he would baby his kid. He'd definitely teach a lot of his street-smart techniques.

Diego would hate the kid at first, very much like he did Stan, but in no time he'd be doing knife tricks to entertain his niece or nephew.

Luther and Viktor would probably be very doting uncles, they spoil the kid rotten. Luther would be the king o piggyback rides and playing astronaut. Viktor would play the violin and even teach his niece or nephew.

Ben (the Umbrella one) would initially be very exasperated, telling Klaus how stupid he was for letting that happen. Eventually, he'd just accept there's no changing the situation and embrace it, helping his brother out whenever he could.

Allison would probably help out using her mom knowledge, but she wouldn't be too pleased with having to deal with the fruit of Klaus' carelessness.

Five does not look at the kid, does not talk to the kid. He barely tolerates it lol "none of you should ever breed".

The kid definitely comes in missions lol kinda like the one chapter from the comic when Klaus had a baby and nobody even questioned it.

Despite being like that, Klaus is a way better father than his dad was. He's not perfect, but he really tries.

Would protect the kid with his life, literally. He'd try to be even funnier to make them laugh when something dangerous is happening. If he gets hurt, he'll just laugh it off, always keeping the kid in a baby carrier.

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AAHHH HI I never really do this type of stuff bc I’m shy but hello! I was wondering if I could request an arcane match up? I’m demi-sexual/bi-romantic and I’m afab and currently use she/her pronouns… But I’ve been… thinking about testing out she/they… quite a lot… (but that’s not an issue, it’s an ish-me🤪)

My main love language is quality time, but I also like physical touch and acts of service. Uhhhhh my type? I guess I like people with a good sense of humour, who are passionate, and a little on the nerdy side 😁

I’m a big arts kid - I’m currently in school for theatre but I also danced for most of my life, I sing, I write, and I really enjoy painting! I also taught myself ukulele and I’m in the process of teaching myself guitar! But I also really enjoy logic puzzles and philosophical thought experiments, as well as learning about history and science! Some other hobbies of mine include playing dungeons and dragons (currently learning how to DM), playing *laid back* video-games (stardew valley, minecraft, etc.), reading, &listening to all kinds of music

It’s hard for me to think of anything I hate. other than like… Rude people? Bigotry? Existential dread? Global warming!? You know… Typical things.

I’ll keep appearance stuff brief: I’m about 5’6”, I have blue eyes&Auburn-y hair that’s a little past my shoulders (& bangs!) I have glasses but I don’t wear them as much as I probably should… (whoops) My clothing style is as eclectic as my music taste, but on my days off I can be found in comfy clothes with a blanket draped around my shoulders. I have a connective tissue disorder and chronic pain so I have to be careful with physical activity/sometimes have to wear wraps to help my joints, but usually I keep them under my clothes so I don’t worry people. My MBTI is INFP, and Im a virgo sun, pisces moon, scorpio rising (pretty good at reading people’s emotions but always nervous that I’m the root cause of their bad feelings bc my self-critical anxiety brain is mean like that). I’m pretty open about how I feel around people I’m comfortable near, although I hate crying in front of other people (I cry quite often too WHOOPS). I’m generally a pretty open/honest person, but with that I tend to trust people a little too easily and it has bitten me in the butt in the past… But it is what it is! I try to remain optimistic in most situations, and I’m a bit of a dreamer, but I also try to remain grounded in realism, so… A lot of my personality is a balancing act I guess!

Thank y’all so much, and I hope y’all are well! & Happy Holidays:)

heyyy happy holidays!! you sound really rad! hope you like your match up

your arcane match up is..........JAYCE!!

- Jayce is a busy man but he would have all the time for cuddling and kisses :3

- Jayce would fully and excitedly join your DnD games. He would also drag along Viktor and Mel. Mel would wreck your game hardcore but it might be a good learning experience as a DM!

- Jayce is nerdy and smart so he’d totally be able to compete with you in chess. You could also get him into minecraft since it's full of various elements and he's a science nerd.

- Since physical activity is a bit rough for you Jayce could pick you up and run around with his strong blacksmith muscles

yours dungeons,

admin san & sar

[wines-n-kisses]

SCHOOL OF SIMPING

A PRESTIGIOUS SCHOOL FOR YOU!

Type: just for fun!

Featuring: anime -> haikyuu, attack on titan, jujutsu kaisan, sk8 the infinity, yuri on ice, assassination classroom, full metal alchemist, demon slayer, banana fish. donghua -> heaven official's blessing, mo dao zu shi. tv shows -> avatar: the last airbender, legend of korra.

Warnings: none, maybe this school is way too hot to handle??

Note: this was so last minute that me and @midnight-and-stardust came up with so please enjoy!!

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If you've come across this post it's most likely that YOU my friend hate school. Trust me, we've been there too! Teacher's are one of the main things that contribute your likes and dislikes in a particular subject. That's why, our school guarantees YOU the best of the best when it comes to staff! We have literally bent all the rules a school board could possibly have... Let us introduce you to our warm and loving school! There are also pictures down bellow!!

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Toki (@tokiore)

Lyra (@midnight-and-stardust)

We are both individually very smart. When we are together, we share less than half a braincell which makes us the best people out there! [but not better than you. You are the best :3]

★★★★★★

CORRESPONDENTS:

Lan Wangji

Wangji is living history and the embodiment of respect!

Olivier Armstrong

Olivier has been through a lot serving the military as general!

Koro

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Sugawara Koushi

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Viktor Nikifov

Viktor's our Russian teacher and we apologize in advance if he teaches you all the swear words before he starts class!

Eiji Okamura

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Xie Lian

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Hange Zoe

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Edward Elric

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Tendou

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Sakusa teaching you biology helps him to study more about the bacteria he's afraid of too!

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Will make sure things get into your skull!

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Kita Shinsuke

He's very smart and perfect.

Jiang Cheng

Since he does handle our finances he'll also teach you how to do stuff that normal schools don't teach you!

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We apologize for the amount of salt that is about to be poured on yall :)

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Will let you play games once you're done with the days portions

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You'll be too busy admiring him you'll forget to fall asleep!

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Sokka

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Will teach how to drive a car perfectly

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He's our Catechism teacher and he teaches you how not to be him!

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Jiang Yanli

Lan Xichen

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Other schools have nurses but we have full fledged doctors!

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Katara

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We believe that we need sunshine to grow thus we present to you the suns

Hinata Shouyo

Itadori Yuuji

Aang

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Xie Lian

Helps you make beautiful sculptures out of scrap that Hua Cheng is the judge of!

Nei Huaisang

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Break My Heart- chapter 15

Fandom: From Blood & Ash | ch16

TW: None yet.

Summary: What happens when the star quarterback of Atlantia High School grows an interest towards the shy, adorable but smart girl in his grade? Come and join Hawke and Poppy on this rollercoaster of emotions.

a/n: sorry for updating so latee but EXAMS ugh....

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4 weeks later

He cheated on me. Made a fool of me. In front of everyone.

Ha! Just kidding! As if he could, pfft.

Students were scattered around the hallway, most of them trying to get out of this hell-hole called 'High School'.

Today was a particularly a rough day. All the teachers were persistent to give homework on homework, plus mid terms were approaching as well. Yay life! Note the sarcasm.

Hawke was waiting for me in the parking lot after school. We were somewhere in between being private and public which was the only way we wanted to keep our relationship.

I had grounded some rules as well much to his dismay but he eventually agreed; No making out during school because education is more important for me, sneaking out minimum at night because last time my mom nearly caught me and do not give a second glance at any rumor, talk if something serious.

"I think we should add one more rule," was the first thing I said to him and he looked up from his phone.

An instant smile graced on his lips but after taking in what I said, a horrified look passed on his face.

He groaned, "Please don't say no making out after school because then this will not work," he gestured between us and I chuckled.

"I was going to say you should not be allowed to look so pretty especially alone, someone might kidnap you but sure if you want that rule as well, I'll put it too."

"Firstly, do not call me pretty again. Say some manly word. And secondly, if you put that rule I'll burn the non existent book of rules."

I laughed again and we wrapped our arms around each other, hugging as tightly as possible.

"I missed you," he whispered and kissed me on top of my head.

"We literally had lunch together in the cafeteria today, but sure I missed you too,"

It was his turn to laugh now, "Way to ruin a moment, Princess."

I scrunched my nose at him and said, "C'mon lets go."

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On the way back we talked about anything and everything.

"The teachers were so annoying today. I felt like killing Mr. Viktor."

He nodded his head, "I agree. I'll help you bury the body,"

I smiled sweetly at him, "And see that's the only reason I'm with you. Well, technically also because of your looks but whatever."

He shook his head, "And I'm with you just because you help me with school."

I stuck my tongue out at him and he reciprocated the gesture.

"Oh! Did you hear Gianna's returning to our school?" I said to him.

He took a left turn and asked with a frown on his face, "Oh? Didn't she left for San Diego after this summer?"

I nodded, "Yeah she did but some are saying her father left her and her mother there and now they have no one in San Diego, while others are saying her mother cheated on her father."

He had a look of concentration on his face and I wondered if he even heard me.

When we reached at my place, I placed my hand on his, "Hey, you okay?"

He looked at our hands clasped together then kissed me, "Yeah, I am."

"Good, because you have to teach me how to make lasagna today. C'mon."

I dragged him towards my house and he laughed behind me.

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and i hope you liked it! They're so cute honestly.

tag list: @the-introverted-reader

[ton-e]

Lol ok so I didn't wanna do aesthetics so I wanna brainstorm possible scenes instead

Ok so the premise is, basically, Viktor, an aspiring kid looking to enter this straining affair of the boxing world. He's young and impressionable and he's got something to say. Something that old underground New York pubs and junior gyms don't provide enough eco for.

Barnes, a big shot star in the 80s, is pretty much known as the best of the best there, holding the impressive score of 34-1. (Tho I don't know if it can count as a victory since he wasn't even there for the fight, anyway) but after a near fatal shooting which happened right before his big championship match with Rollins, a bullet piercing his right shoulder which leads to the amputation of his limb, he dissapears into the shadows. The world moves on.

I like the idea of Barnes being trained by Mary who was in his exact same spot years ago but had to give up her career to have Anthony which she doesn't regret! Between her heart problems and the growing annoyance of public attention, a baby is practically a blessing and if it puts Jarvis and Howie to rest then it's a bonus. (I also kind of like the idea of her having only losing once and it was against Maria lol)

And maybe Viktor goes to her first but, while she does seem fond, like she's looking at an old memory twice, she refuses. "Kid, I'm gonna tell you exactly what I told my old pain in the ass when he stood in your spot: I can't."

"Why?"

"Because us Carbonells train to kill, not fight. Alright, what you think boxing is, - this cookie-cutter bullshit version you kids have today? The civilized conversation, the heavy editing, the contracts promising defenses, - that doesn't mean shit. Apollo Creed had a contract.

Muhammed Ali had a contract. So did Jimmy Doyle, Frankie Cambell, and Brad Connels. A sheet of paper can't protect you from the ring, and I'm not having another kid on my conscience. Besides, these guys? They have purpose. Whether it's money, or sport, or just to chase the high - they have it. You just want the glory."

"Yeah? So what?" So what if he wants to be seen? So what if he's doing all of this hoping to impress? So what if he has to prove he's worth someone's time. "If I die I die. Big deal."

For some reason, he wants to both cry and retaliate at the look of pity that crosses her face. "Go home, kid. You're gonna break your momma's heart." Are his last words to him before she closes the door.

In a Viktor fashion, he does the exact opposite.

He likes the street fighting, - the vibrations under his fists, the crack of his bones, the violent taste of crimson metal blossoming in his mouth, it's liberating. He doesn't think about anything. It's just him and his adversary, not an enemy, just someone seeing him as Viktor sees them. That rush could ruin a man.

It doesn't hurt he's making pocket money on the side, either. Certainly better than watching some snotty kids or mowing laws, in his book.

No, what kind of hurts is seeing the sharp scrutiny in Aleksei's sharp eye and the soft disappointment uncovering Ryurik's Dad Stare when they come pick him up from the station.

He and his mother are alike a lot in that aspect, - really he's pretty sure the five, Sasha and him have had an agreement to collectively throw themselves off a cliff if they disappointed Ryurik in some way. A broken arm, bruised ribs, and black eye? Pale in comparison to what Ryurik's power really holds.

I refuse to believe Aleksei doesn't freely parent other people's kids sksk Aleksei only stops scolding him when a police officer says ''He's going to spend the first part of his life in the streets, and the other in the grave. I put my life on it." Well a certain fashion teacher is gonna design the outfit for your funeral BITCH-

"You're so damn lucky Talusha was busy digging her medicure through someone's intestines right now. Do you even know how bad you look right now? Of the mountain of trouble you're into? Are you? Viktor Iosef Novak, you look at me when I'm talking to you, -"

"Relax, relax, take it down to a two, " Viktor pushes back a laugh watching Ryurik placate his husband bc it's just cute, and ignores the shush river of Russian pet names bc they're not for him to hear. It makes him feel vulnerable tho, that Ryurik feels the need to somehow hold Aleksei back. He can take the heat just fine.

He can take it and give it just as good, because every battle he's been into before has been on his own name. But this is harder because it was never a fight, to begin with.

Fighting is easy. Stopping is harder.

It doesn't stop feeling bad when Sasha bandages his wounds and his back doesn't cool town from the target five pair of eyes fixate on. Yasha's burn the hardest thought. "The fuck you looking at?" He playfully glares, the good part of his shoulder bumping against the other boy's, who tries to small but it lifts with a strain.

"An idiot."

"Are you looking for a mirror?"

"Fuck you, Vitya."

"Hard pass."

"Okay, Viktor you're not getting away that easy, " Ronin says, arms still bound tightly around Antoska's slender shoulders and Sasha's frail middle. Despite his easy going tone, Viktor uncovers the touch of concern underneath. "Why can't you just ask your mom to teach you? Or Papa? I mean, you want to be on a knuckle sandwich diet be my guest, but it's not really good for digestion from what I hear."

"It's not the same. Your father knows another kind of style."

'He doesn't want to learn from mom and uncle Ryurik because she's a girl,' Sasha signes irritably, eyes making an impressive tumble. 'My brother, the 14 year old, making sexist comment. What a never heard of fact.'

"I didn't say that!" He exclaims, flushed. Hissing when Natalia kicks him in the tender bruise he sports on his hip. "I just said, that I want to learn boxing! And that's not the same thing as what Ma does, or you guys do. Boxing is special. But if I can't learn from Barnes specifically, then there's no point!"

The red head huffs in indignation. "Okay, so, boo hoo, some washed-up Rocky Balboa doesn't want to train you. You have options, V. People give up over worse."

He doesn't feel like being home anymore, so he flees, the call outs to his name going ignored. in the street or just outside, he doesn't know. He just knows red follows him, that concrete shakes under the stomp of his heel and that the wetness on his cheeks freezes on his face. No one gets it, no one gets HIM. It hurts, that a part of him, the part that tells him he's worthless and insignificant and forgetful , really does think Barnes has better things to do than train him.

A sleek car, long, vintage, a touch too expensive for the streets he's haunting right now, stops beside him. He continues. It follows him, engines unusually quiet.

"Mr. Novak?" A deep voice, subdued, but persuasive nonethelesss coerces him into stopping. The windows roll down, revealing a man with a smile too friendly to be true and eyes too kind to be nondeceiving. "My name is Alexander Pierce. And I happen to have an irresistible offer."

"It's in the process of extension, " Pierce expresses later, as he leads Viktor through the underground fighting bar. Its practically a huge stadium in a molehill and his mind struggles to compute how Pierce pulled it off. "I'm looking for capable young talents to craft into tomorrow's brightest stars. I'm assuming you've heard of Rumlow before?"

"Crossbones? 23-2? Yeah, I heard. He's currently heavyweight champ, right?" Barnes should have been, he wants to say, but reading the room better he thinks against it. "I don't... Actually think I've seen him around much. Maybe since '98, but that's his most recent match. What's ... Up with that?"

"He's kept that belt around him for closer than two decades. Id say its time for some adjuments in the records, don't you agree?" He doesn't like it when Pierce smiles. Bad things happen when he smiles, of that Viktor is certain. "That being said. I think you could be our following breakthrough. What do you say? I'd love to see a performance. "

"I'd be surprised if you guys had a Juniors league." He snorts, expecting a smart retort, but all he gets is a sinister grin. All of a sudden he's in the ring, without even noticing he was moved, and before him stands a beast of a man, two heads taller and promise of pain in his eyes. "... What juice do you give this kid?"

"You're charismatic. You'll need that in this world. He's your adversary for tonight. I'd suggest an old fashioned glove bump for the sake of sport, but, seeing as you're barehanded id advise against it. "

"You can't do that, " nervousness bubbles in his throat. "That's against the rules. I can't fight like that."

"Oh! Don't worry. You don't have to fight. You just have to die."

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The last time Rumlow sees Barnes is on a stretcher, arm bathed in blood and with the press around an ambulance.

He doesn't know what they were. Fuck buddies to almost friends to friends with benefits? He doesn't know what he had, but he knows he lost it. All he has is a sheet of paper with scratched blue ink, digits that no longer call, and some gold on leather.

"You should treat that belt with more respect. " Rollins scolds him. Rumlow uses it as feet rest next, and doesn't flinch at the sharp slap he receives. Instead, he smiles mockingly, lower lip sticking out in a tempting pout.

"Hit a bit harder next time and maybe it'll be half close to how Barnes used to do it. Just because it felt good with him doesn't mean you'll receive the same response." The pout slips into a smile that drinks into the frustration sizzling around the air. "Besides, I don't listen to cowards, Jackie. Thought we established that."

"Oh, please. Are you ever going to let that go? I ain't gonna repeat it a thousand times till you get It through that hard head of yours, but I didn't shoot your boy toy."

'' I didn't say you shot him. Pussy like yourself, I'm thinking you hired someone. Why did you do it? Hm? Were you that scared to fight him that you wanted to kill him? Hell, I don't blame you. Man sprints like Ali and serves like Creed. "

It's Jack's turn to return that grin, that fucking blood-curling grin. " Used to, for sure. Remember when he fucked up your pretty face in '84. Now? He's a street rat barely getting by, sniffing after junk and scraps just to stay alive. Must be hard to think about, I guess, that he used to give it so good and now he can't even hold you, can't he? Not with his cripple self. "

The beer can in Rumlow's hand spills over. Neither comment. "I ain't afraid of no half-man, Brocky, " Honey-sweet words make him sick. He wants to kick Jack out, but they both know he won't stay away, and that Rumlow won't keep him away. He's too dependent on him at this point. "And not stupid enough to think he's coming back."

"... You're right. You're not afraid to fight him. You've got a lot of words worth to point the finger at, but chicken shit? Ain't one of them. You know what I think?" Rumlow sits back, smirk wide and nasty, contradicting the sadness on his tongue, the venom, the tired. " I think you were afraid to be him. That he just? Didn't give a shit. Just like I did. That he could fuck me whenever and wherever he damn well pleased without giving a shit about who had something to say about it.

You were afraid I'd say something about you, even if we both damn well know that never happened, that he found out. I think you were terrified he was gonna tell the world Jack Rollins was a faggot just like his daddy."

He can't snapshot the moment his body makes contact to the floor. He doesn't count the punches either, letting them numb over his face, no longer present for the beating. At around one point, his neck snaps to the TV screen, in sync with Jack ceasing his onslaught, and his eyeballs follow his stunned gaze.

Rumlow can recall the time Barnes lost his right hand.

And he'll brain engrave the image of him kncoking some goon out with his left.

[hillnerd]

If Hermione had been in Ravenclaw, how would she have known Ron?

Oooo good ask! :) Sorry it took a bit for me to get back to you on this!

There would be some MAJOR differences that would have happen 1st through 3rd year.*(at end of headcanon I get into this) Basically there’s barely be any interaction between Hermione and her boys at all- and they somehow magically survived everything.  

I imagine a Ravenclaw Hermione would mean less gregarious, impulsive and brave- and it might even help her to tamper her ambitions a bit more than she was able to in Gryffindor, because her priorities would be slightly different. I think she would actually be friends with Padma. They’d never have a super fun relationship, but they’d get along and be able to share things, and enjoy one another’s company in a quiet way. It’s all rather boring. She’d have a case of the ‘I want much more than this provincial life’ things like Belle did in Beauty and the Beast.

But let’s fast forward to the Yule Ball. Yule ball goes down exactly like it did before, as far as dates go- only this time Ron isn’t angry and distracted on his date with Padma.

Ravenclaw!Hermione headcanon:

The Yule Ball is about as awkward as any dance would be for a bunch of teenages. Ron is able to have a somewhat fun, if awkward time, with Padma as his date. He notices his hero Krum has a very pretty date- oh! It’s that Ravenclaw girl he’d seen before. She must be pretty awesome to land someone as cool as Krum! Padma tells him ‘that’s Hermione Granger.’

Later on that year, he’s in the library researching stuff to help Harry with the second task, and he runs into that pretty Ravenclaw girl, Granger was it? He strikes up a conversation with her- he’s trying to help his mate out with this clue and is having a time of it. Tells her he saw she was at the Ball with Krum, which leads to him asking if she’s ever seen him fly. She hasn’t. Quidditch has never much interested her.

‘You’re kidding, right? How could you grow up not liking Quidditch?’  Well she’s muggleborn. ‘Oooh, sorry, I shouldn’t have assumed.’

So they get to talking about pureblood and muggleborn stuff, their own histories, their interests, their experiences of each other’s worlds- and before they know it the library is about to close. Ron’s shocked. He’s never been able to talk to a girl so easily before. They had a good time, and Hermione says she hopes she’ll see him in the library again. He almost laughs and says fat chance- but stops himself. Maybe it would be worth it to go to the library a bit more.

Hermione feels a bit lighter in her step as she goes back to her dormitory. She gets there and Padma notes her mood. ‘Were you with Viktor?’ Hermione is a bit shocked by the question. No she wasn’t- she was with that Ron Weasley boy. She wants to know more about him so quizzes Padma. After all, Padma went on a date with him, and her sister is in Gryffindor with him. 

Padma doesn’t seem to know much at all, and notes he’s not talked much about her sister either, which Hermione secretly doesn’t understand at all.

How could they not be immediately intrigued by that boy? He’d always been rather notorious, along with Harry Potter- their adventures each year were talked about the school. Giant chess sets, flying a car and crashing it into the Whomping Willow, defeating some monster in the basement, helping get that convict a trial. She would have expected Ron Weasley to have a big head after all the heroics, but he didn’t at all. He was so affable and humble and very intriguing.

So from then on Ron and Hermione were definitely on each other’s radars. He would stop by the library a lot more often than he used to, and she would finally have company there much more than she used to. He’d notice her in the hallways, and they’d always acknowledge each other.

That summer she goes to visit Krum, who is her boyfriend, but finds though she likes him quite a lot as a friend, she can’t come to think of him romantically. They just don’t have all that much to talk about. He is disappointed, and she is a bit too- he was the first boy to ever show her attention and make her feel pretty. Her first boyfriend. It ends amicably, though.

She is made prefect, a fact which Padma is a bit cold about, and is very excited when she sees Ron Weasley is the prefect for Gryffindor. She hadn’t even considered who would be prefect from his house, but is so glad it’s him. He gives her that lopsided grin of his when he sees her, and she blushes like she’s never blushed before. What is wrong with her?! They talk after the meeting, and she sees his eyes look a little less sparkly and happy than usual. He invites her to his train compartment, and she decides to say yes given that Padma had her nose out of joint. She meets Harry properly for the first time- they met at the Ball but it was merely perfunctory. Ginny Weasley, Neville, and Luna are there- a strange grabbag of people- but not unpleasant. They’re all rather nice. It’s going smoothly until Luna laughs very loudly at one of Ron’s jokes. By the end of their ride, Hermione’s fairly certain the younger Ravenclaw likes Ron, and for some reason that irks her terribly.

A few weeks into term she runs into Ron as she’s coming from the library. He has his broom and is looking out of sorts. She asks him what’s going on, as Ron, who is usually so happy, is looking quite forlorn. He confides in her about his Quidditch woes, and she patiently listens. She doesn’t know anything about Quidditch, but maybe he would like company on the pitch? She could read in the stands. He reluctantly accepts.

Hermione finds it’s hard to concentrate on a book when he’s flying around up there, the blur of his red hair in her periphery is quite the distraction. She asks if he’d like her to charm a quaffle to fly at him, and he is very on board for that. They have a good time, and by the end he’s looking miles better in mood. As they walk back to the castle they talk about all sorts of things when she asks how Harry is doing, given what happened last year. Ron is uncharacteristically tight lipped, about this and where exactly he was that summer. He flips the topic to her summer- and she tells him about her and Krum and how they aren’t together anymore.

Ron isn’t sure why, but he feels elated to hear she’s not with Krum. Well, why should he care one way or the other? It’s just Hermione, the pretty, kind, smart Ravenclaw. What is she to him? His good mood about the Krum news helps him through his Quidditch worries a bit.

Hermione sees that poor Ron is still having a lot of trouble with Quidditch, and before the game Luna is dressed as a Lion, and Hermione charmed her scarf red to support their team as well. Hermione sees the Weasley is our King badges and distracts him with a kiss. The kiss is as much for herself as him though. She wasn’t sure when she decided she wanted to kiss Ron, but she has to admit- she likes Ron Weasley quite a lot, and as much more than just a friend. He does so poorly during the game, but Hermione doesn’t care. He kept trying, even after all those nasty students mocked him. On top of Ron being miserable about Quidditch, their DADA teacher is the devil.

Ron’s in the library with Hermione as Harry is in detention, and Ron tells her the torture Harry is putting up with. She tells him to get some murtlap essence to treat Harry- and they start talking about Umbridge. Ron’s ranting about how Harry could teach that class blindfolded and Hermione realizes ‘Why don’t we have him teach us then?’ The idea of the DA is formed. Harry takes some convincing, but eventually he caves. Cho Chang wants to bring Marietta Edgecomb, and Hermione convinces her not to as the weak girl would be put in a bad situation, and it was just asking for trouble.

Ron likes the DA as he gets another reason to spend more time with Hermione. Harry pokes Ron to get a bit of intel on Cho from Hermione- which gives him even more time with her. Now that he’s seeing Harry and Cho doing their thing, he starts to consider himself and Hermione. They’ve gotten really close- far closer than Harry and Cho- and Ron can’t deny he thinks she’s very pretty. In fact, Ron has to admit- he thinks he may like her much more than a friend. Ron finds he’s suddenly nervous to be around her. She gave him a kiss before the Quidditch match… did that mean maybe she liked him as more than a friend? He doesn’t have much time to dwell on it because things are very hectic that Christmas, and his father almost dies.

When they get back from break Hermione notes how very stressed Ron is. He decides fuck what the order says, and starts telling her stuff- all sorts of stuff- from his adventures and what’s happening- nothing that could hurt the order of course- but he can’t hold it all in from her. She is touched he feels he can trust her so well. They are getting closer and closer in the next few weeks- and Ron casually mentions that Harry and Cho are going to Hogsmeade together, so he’ll be alone. She says she’ll be alone too- maybe they can just go together? They don’t really think of it as a date, until everyone around them starts asking them ‘is it a date?’

Maybe it is? Oh god. Maybe it is! So the two of them are both freaking out as they choose outfits for their outing. When they finally meet up they are both so nervous that they barely talk at first- then they pass by Madam Puddifoot’s and see the awkwardness that is Harry and Cho’s date- she’s crying- probably over Diggory again- and that makes Ron and Hermione feel a lot better about their time. They might have not been able to talk normally for a bit, but at least neither one of them are sobbing on their date.

Ron gets his nerves together and asks her ‘so, is this a date, then?’

‘Do you want it to be one?’

He thinks for a moment, not sure if he should say yes or not and ruin whatever this is between them- but decides to take a chance- after all, if he said no that might end things between them alltogether.

‘Yeah… Yeah I think it’d be nice if this were a date.’

They both smile at each other.

‘I think it’d be nice if this were a date too.’

It starts to rain, but neither Ron nor Hermione notice it much as they hold hands and find their way to the Three Broomsticks to continue what is now officially a date. When they’re back at the castle Hermione gives Ron a quick peck on the lips, and the two of them are elated as they each go back to their dorms.

Ron listens to Harry tell him about his horrible date and how Cho got mad at him for shutting down the conversation about Diggory- and it takes everything in his willpower not to smile through the rant, because all he can think of is the perfect date he had with Hermione.

Hermione and Ron continue to slowly and tenderly explore being a bit more ‘romantic’ the next few weeks, and finally Hermione asks ‘So are you my boyfriend now?’

‘Do you want me to be your boyfriend?’

Hermione smiles at him, remembering their first date.

‘Yes. I think it’ be nice if you were my boyfriend.’

‘I think it’d be nice too.’

Everything goes much the same that year, only the DA never get caught, and Dumbledore never has to leave the school. Ron finally turns around his Quidditch, and she’s there to cheer him on and gives him a huge kiss when he wins them the cup.

Ron is a lot more confident having Hermione at his side like this, and Hermione is as well. The two of them would be a lot more peaceful than the canon timeline, and it would make it that much easier for Harry to accept Hermione into their friend group, given how helpful she seems to be, and how happy she makes Ron.

Ron couldn’t be happier, even though there’s a war looming. Hermione feels the same way.

A lot of the timeline from then on would be different, but that’s a headcanon for another day.

Speculation on what would have been different 1st-3rd year:

*So Gryffindors spend very little time with Ravenclaws, in general. Their schedules rarely seem to match up, that I can recall. Harry barely mentions the Ravenclaws in his class at all. When would they have met? Would they have met on the train? Or would a Ravenclaw Hermione be more shy and not barge into Ron and Harry’s compartment?

I’m going under the assumption that Ravenclaw Hermione would have helped Neville with his toad, but would not have been as brave about approaching people and bossing them- so she would have flown right under the radar of Ron and Harry as just some random girl asking about a toad. I also imagine she would remain friends with Neville.

In some ways Ravenclaw would help to be less dogmatic in her thinking- so I think it might help soften her up a bit. Hermione’s fiery spirit is wonderful- but it can also cause issues for her when it comes to relating to others- so Ravenclaw would help her to be more understanding and open minded.

Ron would get on much as he always had- only he’d have to buckle himself down to do his studies- and he’d probably be a bit closer to Dean and Seamus because he’d have more time with no one to hang out with (what with Harry doing quidditch, lessons with Remus, and then the Triwizard Cup.)

Ron would never have interacted with Hermione- so no troll incident. Then the challenges they faced in book 1 would either have to be different- or our boys would have basically died without Dumbledore’s interference. Second year they would not have known what was in the pipes, most likely- so again either Harry would have to spill the beans to Dumbledore about the snake business and Dumbledore puts it together- or perhaps Ginny was able to tell them about the diary and they all went to Dumbledore in time. Third year would be wildly different- there’d be no Crookshanks to help Sirius, so who knows- maybe with him going about it a different way it could go better (or horribly worse.) I like to pretend this AU would go better, just because I love Sirius. Maybe he’d try to contact Remus, or Remus would see Peter on the map… I like an AU where Sirius gets to have a trial and be free. 

SO! This brings us up to 4th year. Harry and Ron would have their spat, but Ron would mend that fence and all is well.

[kingwsly]

‘ then again, he’s a jock and they’re slow learners. ’

MEME.   ( to all the boys i loved before meme )      @thebrightestwltch

        internally, ron was definitely laughing at the bluntness. there wasn’t a single part of him that actually liked krum. hermione deserved way better. besides, he didn’t quite understand what she saw in him. over the past few years since her eighteenth birthday, ron had convinced himself there was a reason they weren’t romantically compatible - or, at least why hermione didn’t like him like that. he wasn’t smart. intelligent conversation didn’t come easy to him and while he was sure she found it endearing correcting him or teaching him, a lifetime of that in a romantic sense? it was more of an obligation than a calm relationship, wasn’t it? so krum, of all people, ron just didn’t understand. while ron knew he wasn’t academically gifted, he wasn’t clueless to the world. but krum seemed to have headered a few too many balls a few too many times. and hermione was aware of it. it wasn’t even like she was blinded by love - that idea just about turned ron’s stomach. hermione was very much out of krum’s league. she was out of his own league, even. so it just made no sense. 

          while most would put his dislike down to some form of jealousy, ron was sure it wasn’t. in the beginning, seeing hermione dancing at their school leaver prom, it had been jealousy. but there was also some understanding there after she’d conveniently forgotten quite possibly the best kiss of his young life - and consequently, even still to this day. he’d moved on. he’d found lavender, he’d fallen for her, gotten his heart broken by her and now he was in limbo with his latest relationship. at first it had made him happy, but then.. it wasn’t quite the same anymore and he felt a little lost. and that in itself continued to leave ron confused. while he was sure hermione craved that family dynamic, having natalia’s dad around and being some picture perfect family, he wasn’t stupid. he’d known hermione since they were little kids and he knew when she wasn’t happy to her core. for months he’d watched that telltale crease between her brow, even visible from facetime calls, and longed to ask her how she really was doing. but then things kept getting in the way. knowing how miserable and cowardly he could be and knowing how brave and strong and smart hermione was, staying with someone who didn’t make her happy made no sense. but then, there was the the staged happy family photos pasted on her social media that made ron stop and think for a second - there was a reason hermione was putting herself through it and that reason was tally. 

          it had been stewing in him for months. this constant choking wish to express how unhappy he was, how he knew she was unhappy too. truthfully, he had been ready to say it when her name had flashed up on his phone midway through dinner at his parents’ place. when he’d heard her crying his first instinct had been that krum had left her, cheated on her, done something idiotic and out of line enough to give ron a reason to punch him or let out the distaste he had for him. then hermione told him her dad had died. he couldn’t do it then. she needed him to be there, not judging her choices in life or judging the man she chose to be with. that had lasted for a decent amount of time. even seeing them together when hermione flew back in just after the news, ron had barely batted an eyelid at it. hell, he was even impressed that krum was there. he hadn’t expected him to put a hold on a few matches in order to fly back to their little village and be emotionally supportive.

          and then he wasn’t. perhaps it was the grief, losing someone he’d looked to as a second father all those years, or perhaps it was just him being protective of his two favourite people in the entire world. ron had pictured his fist hitting viktor’s face so many times that it had almost become some sick fantasy. when it actually happened, however, it wasn’t such a relieving moment. it hurt. a lot. and he regretted it immediately after hearing hermione’s shriek for them to stop. causing a scene at the church had not been ron’s plan at all, but the fact that viktor couldn’t for one second think of anyone other than himself or the fact his wife and daughter had lost someone so dear to them? it had boiled his blood and left him steaming from his ears and truly out of control.

          ❝ you keep making excuses for him. ❞ it was blunt and maybe a little against the deal he’d made with himself, but it felt necessary to explain why he’d ruined the funeral the way he did. with a wince, ron shrugged his shoulders as he watched hermione’s fingers clean the dried blood on his busted knuckles. ❝ i know i fucked up today but… bloody hell, hermione, ❞ he continued, a little breathless with some weird desperation creeping in. ❝ he’s meant to be here supporting you and he’s so self centred he can’t even… ❞ ron cut himself off, shaking his head as he continued to remind himself that this wasn’t what hermione needed right now. she needed someone to hold her hand, wipe away her tears, listen and recall stories about her dad and what an amazing person he was. she didn’t need him bashing krum. ❝ i’m sorry, ❞ ron sighed. carefully, he reached out with his other hand to squeeze hermione’s shoulder with a very slight, reassuring smile. 

          ❝ we can talk about something else? or i can take tally if you want a break for the night? ❞ he had to stop himself from mentioning the thrill he would get out of having tally around and how much rebecca would hate the mess it would cause. ❝ just… what can i do to make this up to you? what do you need? i… well, clearly i need a little guidance because punching someone at a funeral is probably not what you had in mind, hm? ❞ it was an attempt at a joke, trying to get at least some semblance of a smile on hermione face, even if he knew it was futile. she was grieving and disappointed and trying to keep herself together for tally. that much, ron was sure of. ❝ i really am sorry.❞ ron paused for a moment, biting his lip before letting out a huff. ❝ not for doing it though. he damn well deserved it but… for the bad timing, i guess. ❞

[honibee-arts]

So I got bored and checked the weather for both Almaty and St. Petersburg and they're hilariously different so here's an otayuri drabble

Why the hell Yakov was making him practice in this heat, Yuri had no idea. But he hated him for it. Sure, it wasn't drastically hot, but 19°C was hot for St. Petersburg, and Yuri could be enjoying the weather if A: it wasn't so humid, and B: Yakov wasn't making him practice. Yuri tipped his head back, the vertebrae in his neck creaking and tense muscles stretching. "Hey Yakov-" "Give me a perfect triple axel into a spread eagle and you're free to go." The old man told him, drinking from the water bottle handed to him by Lilia. "Are you fucking kidding me?!" Yuri said, exasperated. "In this heat?" "Vitya's been making Katsuki practice his quads all day, at least I'm not that cruel." Yakov shrugged. "Actually, I'm doing this voluntarily." Yuuri called, taking off and landing a frustratingly perfect quad flip. "I've been trying to make him come home for hours Yakov, this is none of my doing." Viktor groaned, leaning against the barrier and wiping his brow. "You said it yourself Vitya," Yuuri shrugged, pulling off an effortless triple axel into a spread eagle. "I'm going to need to try my best to beat you." "I've created a monster. I'm doomed." Viktor sighed defeatedly, gazing at Yuuri. "And Yurio-" He started, trailing lazily around the rink. "Don't call me that." "I'm not stopping until I have both records, so I suggest you watch yourself." "Getting cocky, now are we, Katsudon?" Yuri asked, cocking a brow. "Well it's not the only thing I'm getting." Yuuri shrugged, taking off into a perfect quad salchow, winking at Viktor as he landed. "What the fuck have you done to him, Vitkor?" Yuri asked, slightly disgusted at the innuendo. "I don't know!" Viktor said exasperatedly. "Alright, that's it." Yakov sighed. "Katsuki, get your ass out of my rink before you kill yourself." "I'm not even tired though." Yuuri sighed, taking off into a quad loop. "You're hell bent on destroying my skaters and I can't have that. Get out before you hurt yourself." Yakov said firmly. "But-" "Yuuri." Mila started. "We adore you, you're sweet and talented and everything but with every jump you land, Yakov pushes us that much harder, so please, for the love of god, get the fuck out of the rink." "Okay, okay." Yuuri sighed, finally skating off of the rink, Mila earning an exhausted 'thank you' from Viktor, who followed behind Yuuri. "Yura. Triple axel. Now." Yakov said firmly, folding his arms. "Seriously?!" "Yes. Now." "I'd like to see you do it, old man." Yuri huffed, crossing his arms. "Just do it, Yuri." Yuuri called. "Anyway, we're leaving for today, guys." "Finally!" Georgi groaned. "Please take like, the next week off, you're making us look bad." Mila joked. "No actually do, you're driving me insane." Yuri called. "And Yakov said I couldn't coach anyone." Viktor smirked, pecking Yuuri on the cheek. "Just leave already." Yakov sighed. "Yuri, triple axel. I'm waiting." "For fucks sake, do I have to?" "Do you want to lose the Olympics?" "... fine." "That's what I thought." Yuri unlocked his dorm, dumping his duffle bag at the door and kicking his shoes off. It'd been a week since Yakov and Lilia's asshole of a son kicked Yuri out of his mother's house. He stalked over the mini fridge in the corner of his room, opening it and pulling out a cold can of fanta, wrenching open the tab and flopping down on his bed. He pulled his phone out of his back pocket, unlocking it and opening up whatsapp, ignoring the 689 missed texts from the Barcelona GPF group chat and scrolling to Otabek's contact, selecting video call. Otabek picked up after around the 3rd ring, and the imagine Yuri was greeted with wasn't what he expected. A flushed, tanned, sweaty, muscular chest and a giggling little girl in the background. The camera shakily carried up to Otabek's face, where it was obvious that he older boy was fast asleep. "Bekaaaa!" Giggled the little girl, a bony little hand with garish pink nail polish and ratty bracelets pressing down on Otabek's chest. "Oyanw! Beka! Käne Beka!" Otabek made a weird noise between a snort and a squawk, eyes snapping open suddenly as he lurched forwards. "Sälem aytşı Yura!" The little girl giggled. "Natya..." Otabek murmured groggily. "Nege telefonım bar?" He asked, reaching for the phone and pulling the little girl to the side. "Bul öte jaramsız." He scolded, blowing a raspberry into the little girl's cheek. "Um... is this a bad time?" Yuri asked awkwardly, taking a sip from his soda can. "I can go..." "Crap! Yura, I forgot. Sorry, I fell asleep and my little sister took my phone-" "It's fine. Don't worry about it." Yuri shrugged. "It's kinda cute." Otabek laughed, ruffling his sister's messy black hair. "Sälem Yura!" She grinned, waving at the screen. "She says hi." Otabek grinned, translating. "Hi Natalia." Yuri smiled, waving back, earning a gap-toothed grin from the little girl. "Natya, Siz bizden kete alasız ba?" Otabek asked his sister, slipping back into his native tongue. She nodded, waving at the screen. "Bayt Yura!" She giggled, running off. "She's adorable." Yuri smiled, sipping from the can again. "I know." Otabek grinned. "Did you teach her to call me that?" "Call you what?" "To call me Yura?" "She's called you that since she saw you on TV at the Russian Nationals two years ago." "Why though?" "Don't look at me, she just does." Oh, Yuri was look at him. "Why aren't you wearing a shirt?" "Huh?" "You're half naked. At least I think you are... I can only see your chest." "I'm wearing underwear if that's what you're asking." Otabek snorted, flashing Yuri a crooked grin. "Really? No pants?" "It's too hot." Otabek shrugged, reaching for a something offscreen and bringing a glass of water to his lips. "Seriously? Isn't it like, 19°C? Kinda pathetic. And that's coming from a Moscow native." "It's 36°C over here." Otabek said flatly. "Damn, your coach makes you practice in that heat?" Yuri asked incredulously. "Nah. Training's cancelled. He's passed out in the porch." "Lucky bastard. Yakov's been forcing me to train." Yuri huffed. "Watch your language, Yura. My family is in the vicinity." "I'm like 300 miles away they can't hurt me." "My cousin will find you. You know what Aleks is like." "And I hope you boys are keeping it PG-13!" Came the call of cousin in the background, causing Otabek to flush slightly. "ALEKS!" "I'm just saying! Your mother wouldn't be too happy if she saw you-" "Aleks, sabırlılıqtı toqtatıñız Beka!" Came a call. "Dude I can hear like, your entire family, where are you?" "In my back yard." He shrugged, switching the camera so Yuri could get a view of the lush, green garden, and the hammock Otabek was laying in. "Its huge!" Yuri gasped. "Your family must be loaded!" "My mother was an Olympic silver medalist. That kind of set us up for quite a while, then I started to send money home whenever I got it." Otabek shrugged. "Joq, Natya, şlangini tömenge ornatıñız!" Yuri heard giggling in the background, along with running water. Otabek shifted, the camera shaking a bit as he moved. "My sister has a hose, I'm going inside." He explained as a jet of water splashed behind him. "Nope nope nope nope. Not today." "Are you afraid of getting wet, Beka?" "No I just don't want to get- AH!" "Are you okay?" Yuri asked, cocking an eyebrow at the maniacal cackling heard in the background. "Yeah, my sister just got me in the ass while I was running inside." "Damn, good aim." "Yeah," He said, camera shaking as he went up the stairs, opening the door to his room and pushing in. "Yura?" "Still here." "I'm gonna need to change but I'm too lazy to disconnect the call, can I just put you against a pillow so you don't see anything?" "Sure." Yuri shrugged, tossing his empty soda can into the trash. The screen went a dark reddish-brown colour as it was pressed against the pillow, the camera suddenly flipping just as the screen went black. Yuri could see Otabek pull away, turning around and pulling down the damp, dark grey boxers. What the hell was Yuri supposed to do?! The rational thing to would be to tell Otabek 'hey the camera accidentally flipped and I can see your ass and probably dick but I'm not sure', but for some reason Yuri couldn't speak. Otabek turned in the direction of the camera, humming to himself as he stopped up the boxers and tossed them into the laundry hamper at the edge of his room, walking over to a chest of drawers and pulling out a pair of boxers. Otabek quickly pulled the boxers on, rooting through the drawers and pulling out some shorts and a t-shirt, putting those on too. He reached for the camera, which suddenly flipped back to front facing as it was being pulled away from the pillow. "Sorry I took so long- Yura, are you okay?" Otabek asked, suddenly concerned. "Y-yeah I'm fine. Why are you asking me?" Yuri stammered awkwardly. "Your face, it's all... red. Are you sure you're fine?" "Yeah yeah I'm fine! I'm just a bit hot and sweaty from practice, I should probably shower." Yuri said quickly. "Okay..." Otabek murmured, unconvinced. "If you don't feel better after the shower, call Viktor or Yuuri or someone like that. And make sure you drink a lot of water. And eat properly. None of that energy bar nonsense-" "Okay mom, jeez. I'm fine, really." Yuri said, rolling his eyes. "Don't get smart with me, young man." Otabek said jokingly. Yuri rolled his eyes, snorting. "Bye Beka." "I'll see you later, okay? I'll call you later." "I really can't stop you can I?" "Nope." Yuri laughed, ending the call and flinging his phone onto the other end of the bed and pressing his hands into his face. Otabek is hung like a fucking horse. ------- I just winged it ok sorry

[harryjamesheadcanons]

Next Gen + Godparents 

Harry more or less starts the Weasley godparent trend by taking his responsibility as Teddy’s godfather incredibly seriously. He considers Teddy his own kid, prioritizes him the way he would have loved to be prioritized as a child himself. He also does his best to tell him everything he knows about the wonderful people Remus and Tonks were. He understands him perfectly. 

Fleur insists that the godfather of her firstborn be someone smart, financially stable, soft-spoken, and not remotely related to the Weasley clan. When Bill suggests Viktor Krum, she wonders if she’d been picturing him when she set her criteria. He cries when they ask him, and forever teases that Victoire was named after him, instead of the victory at the Battle of Hogwarts. Fleur lets Victoire believe that until she’s old enough to know about the war.

Molly and Lucy’s godmother is their aunt Daphne, who never has kids of her own, but dotes on Molly and Lucy (and their cousin Scorpius, too!). Audrey is very close with her sisters, as all respectable pureblood siblings are, and hopes that Daphne can teach her girls the grace and smooth femininity Audrey had never perfected as well as the youngest Greengrass. Percy doesn’t get a lot of say, although there wasn’t anyone he would have wanted particularly if he had been asked. 

Lee Jordan is joking when he holds tiny baby Fred for the first time and says, “hey, check out my godson.” George and Angelina glance at each other, never having given thought to anyone except Ron or Ginny to take the position in their baby son’s life. It’s what his namesake would have wanted, they both think, and George says, “yeah, your godson’s pretty cute, isn’t he?” Lee isn’t around a lot, but when he is, he gives little Fred the world. 

Ron and Hermione aren’t planning on having children of their own by the time little James Sirius Weasley-Potter comes into the world, content to be perpetual aunts and uncles - and, after Harry had tearfully asked them six months ago, godparents - but that changed the day they saw each other speaking quietly to a tiny bundle in the other’s arms. They babysit one night, when Jamie is six months old or so, and have a long conversation after putting the little guy to bed about having one of their own. They always seem to credit him for their decision, and dote on him just a little more than they dote on their other niblings, even Lily. 

When Madame Maxime offers to be little Domique’s godmother, Fleur isn’t sure. Bill had talked about asking Charlie, and they still weren’t sure which school they were planning to send their kids to - Hogwarts, with all their cousins, or Beauxbatons, for the French roots Fleur feared they’d never quite pick up. It only takes an afternoon of watching Maxime with little Victoire before they’ve decide, though. She’s perfect. 

Ron and Hermione, being the godparents of James Sirius, decide to return the favor and ask Harry and Ginny to be little Rose’s. They’re delighted, and even though she’s born within a month of their own Albus, manage to shower her with affection and love right from the start and throughout her whole life. Although Rose’s hero is her mother, she still trusts her Aunt Ginny with more than she’d ever tell Hermione. 

After much consideration, Harry and Ginny ask Andromeda to be little Albus’s godmother. Not only does Harry trust her more than anyone besides Ron, Hermione, and his wife, it’s also partially for Teddy, giving him one more link into the Weasley-Potter family. It turns out to be the perfect decision, especially once Al is sorted Slytherin and she understands like no one else can.

Draco Malfoy doesn’t believe in godparents, not after what happened with his own at the top of the Astronomy tower. Scorpius has plenty of love and support, though, with his own parents and grandparents, his aunts Daphne and Audrey, and, eventually, the Weasley clan itself. 

The award for the Weasley godparent with the highest ratio of dragons as gifts goes to Charlie, and Louis grows up with a love of folklore that Charlie passes on like he would to his own kids. 

Neville and Ginny are Luna’s two favorite people in the whole world, and both happen to be wonderful with kids, and have enough love to share with her twin boys. Neville cries she asks him, and immediately begins to love the boys like his own. He offers a sense of protection that Luna is never quite able to convey. Ginny hugs her best friend for a very long time, and swears to offer the best home-away-from-home possible for the boys. Luna never feels like a single mother with the two of them in her life and her boys’. 

Lily Luna’s idol is her godmother, and Luna does her level best to continue to love and inspire awe in the tiny redhead whose snark and manipulation complement Luna’s non-sequiters and huge, pleading eyes perfectly. They’re a team that Ginny is powerless against, and Harry rolls his eyes affectionately over. 

Myrna’s godmother is Hestia Jones, to whom Dudley owes his entrance into the Wizarding World. He wants to make sure that if his daughter does end up being part of that world - even if he hopes she isn’t - that she’ll be supported and taken care of and loved inside of it and out. Hestia is brave and wise, and turns out to be an excellent godmother, before and after Myrna’s letter. 

Hermione wants nothing more than to have Hagrid as Hugo’s godfather. Ron is hesitant - he lives with dragons and blast-ended skrewts, Hermione - but they ask him anyway, and Hugo spends long hours in Hagrid’s huge arms, and then trailing dutifully behind him on the ranch, whenever he can get Ron to agree to let him go. 

Hestia offers to be Rhea’s godmother, too. She never treats her differently than Myrna, even though she has very little experience with Muggle children. She’s the one to help Rhea understand Myrna’s world before Myrna can articulate the differences, and the one to show her the magic in both of their lives. 

Percy wanted to choose one of his siblings to be the godparents of Ken, but he wasn’t absolutely certain that Oliver wasn’t choosing based solely on Quidditch merit. Fleur seemed a good compromise.

George and Angelina officially ask Lee Jordan, again, to be Roxanne’s godfather, but he hadn’t been as involved in Freddie’s life as they would have liked. They know, though, that their little girl will grow up with all the support of all of her grandparents, aunts, uncles, and cousin’s combined experience, so they aren’t too worried  about it.

[exlansis]

heyyyy this is viktor, i really hope you like him, because he is one of my favorites !! he is my angry smart boy. there is a lot underneath the read more so just read whatever you feel like reading !! if you feel like plotting please like this and i’ll go to you !!

                                                                           ╰        *           𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

kill our way to heaven by michl

leave me alone by nf

5:3666 by machine gun kelly

jesus in la by alec benjamin

                                                                              ╰        *           𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐌

my smartest character. not that means a lot, most of my characters are dumbasses, but still. he is pretty intelligent. 

most of the time he thinks he is the smartest person in every room.

a fan of silence. if no one talked to him, he would probably spend days without uttering a single world. if he could only speak in grunts, he would. 

loves all doggos. has a weakness for all of them. will kill anyone that hurts dogs.

he has three dogs a russell terrier named charlie, a golden retriever named buddy and a beagle named max. they are his life.

he also has a bunch of strays that he takes care of and they all hang around his house. they are not officially his dogs but he would die for them as well.

from russia. his father was russian, his mom american. he lived in russia until he was ten then moved to the u.s.a

tries his best to not to have an accent, but sometimes he slips up and it’s pretty noticeable.

tends to have very binary ideas on people. he either loves them or hates them and he decides which one after a five minute conversation.

raised catholic. switches back and forth between fervent believing in it or doubting everything he was taught.

                                                                      ╰        *           𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐘

personality type: istj ( the logistsian )

moral alignment: chaotic neutral ( the free spirit )

strengths: intelligent, observant, diligent, practical, direct, adaptable, dynamic, patient

weaknesses: manipulative, vengeful, ruthless, closed off, rigid, detached, judgmental. arrogant.

                                                         ╰        *           𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐋 𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘

                             ( tw: child abuse, )

viktor and his twin sister natalya were born in 1981 in a small town in russia.

his mother died when he was two year old and his father was a horrible man that switched back and forth between abusive and not around at all.

a well known gangster in the area, his father wanted to “ train ” him and his sister to be just strong and tough which in his mind translated to hitting his young children every time they did anything wrong.

viktor and his sister grew very close, he felt as though she was the only person in his life he could trust.

after his father got arrested when they were around ten years, he moved to the u.s.a, his mother’s home country, to live with his uncle.

their uncle tried his best to take care of the two of them, but viktor and his sister had a really hard time trusting him and every attempt of his to get closer to them fell flat.

viktor dropped out of high school at age fifteen to run away with his sister. they couldn’t trust their uncle, they couldn’t trust teacher, they couldn’t trust authority figures, they couldn’t trust anyone but themselves, so they ran off.

                                                                       ╰        *           𝐌𝐔𝐋𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐄

                                 ( tw: crimes, )

refer above for general backstory

after a few failed attempts to find a job and take care of themselves, the two of them turned to crime.

as time passed by they seemed to be more and more successful as criminals. viktor and his sister ended up making a little gang of their own.

his sister felt at home doing what they did, but viktor saw it more as means to an end. he used his power and influence to help kids who were lost just like him, get them away from abusive parents, find them a job ( even if it was doing illegal things ) he wanted to a better person than life had made him.

things worked out great until one day, his sister decided to hurt one of the kids viktor took care of to “ make them an example ” and “ teach them a lesson. ” in the moment viktor saw in his sister, the father they had ran from and he couldn’t deal with it.

he packed up everything he owned and ran away to multiville where he is hiding from the rest of his life, living a normal and ordinary life fixing cars and taking care of his dogs 

𝐚𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐬 ;; the unshakable memory of a terrible past, not knowing how to say what you want to say, short sighs and grunting leaving your lips instead of answering, hiding as much as you can as far as you able to.

                                                                      ╰        *           𝐌𝐔𝐋𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐈𝐓𝐘

                                ( tw: crimes, )

refer above for general backstory 

viktor and sister discovered their powers once they moved to multicity. they saw different heroes going around, saving people, protecting the world and they wanted to be heroes just like them.

they started hero-ing around when they were both teenagers, at first the costumes were home maid, ski masks and hoddies with their initials. they started helping old women crossing the streets, cleaning up parks.

slowly, surely, they became more and more noticeable and famous, they started having actual costumes, saving people in danger, developing their powers more and more. 

in one of their fights against villains viktor’s sister ended up dying and he was unable to kill the man resposible for it, that is when he decided to join the guardians.

the only real reason for him to part of the guardians is to use their resources to find the person responsible for her death and have his revenge

𝐚𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐬 ;; fighting for the sake of fun, laughter behind a black mask, entertainment derived from chaos, fire everywhere, bullets flying through a skull.

                                                                          ╰        *           𝟏𝟖𝟓𝟑

                               ( tw: crimes, ) 

refer above for general backstory

after a few failed attempts to find a job and take care of themselves, the two of them turned to crime.

as time passed by they seemed to be more and more successful as criminals. viktor and his sister ended up making a little gang of their own.

things were good, they were great even, viktor was finally at ease.

at a failed attempt to arrest the people in his gang, his sister ended up getting shot and passing. after that viktor went in a downward spiral. 

he was lost without her, worse and worse as more time passed and he had less and less moments with her. that’s when he decided to turn to the ocult.

viktor grew obsessed with ghosts, spells, anything and everything that would allow him a few extra moments with his sister. — which ended up also giving him and his gang more, terrible, unspeakable powers.

𝐚𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐬 ;; the echo of an old church, loud steps on old hardwood floors, praying until the words don’t make any sense anymore, a strange gush of cold air rushing past you, the voices of the same ghost troubling your sleep.

                                                                           ╰        *           𝟐𝟐𝟖𝟎

                              ( tw: crimes, ) 

refer above for general backstory

after a few failed attempts to find a job and take care of themselves, the two of them turned to crime.

as time passed by they seemed to be more and more successful as criminals. viktor and his sister ended up making a little gang of their own.

things were good, they were great even, viktor was finally at ease.

at a failed attempt to arrest the people in his gang, his sister ended up getting shot and passing. after that viktor grew ruthless.

he didn’t care about anyone and anything other than himself and power. 

𝐚𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐬 ;; golden crosses forgotten in faraway cabinets, books staking up everywhere you look, a black leather jacket over a black shirt, smoke leaving a coffee cup, the car’s hood reflecting the sunrise

                                                           ╰        *           𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍

someone from his past who knows a little too much

someone that worked/works for him in his gang

someone who doesn’t know what he does for a living and is friends with 

someone that always petsits his dogs

[constelacionde-orion]

Every you Every me (9/?)

Pairing : Tony!Father x Reader!Daughter x Steve x Avengers

Warnings: idk(? Summary: You are Tony’s daughter, everything was normal until you recall your past in your nightmares.

A/N : Steve’s point of view… okay I may not told this before… this story takes place in 2020 (well this chapter is now in July 2021) :v

Word Count: 3969

Chapter 1   Chapter 2.1  Chapter 2   Chapter 3  Chapter 4  Chapter 5 Chapter 6   Chapter 7     Chapter 8  Chapter 10  Chapter 11 Chapter 12  Chapter 13  Chapter 14

It's early morning, maybe 10 a.m. The soft wind enter through the kitchen accompanied by faint rays of sun that let the dust see as small glows. The music gives life to everything on the flat, soft jazz it's playing through speakers, still you can hear birds chirping outside, it's a normal morning for Christopher Pace or actually me, Steve Rogers.

I was writing on the notebook, blue ink and a lot of messy doodles everywhere, my hand moved from left to right leaving keywords or full sentences behind. The music in the warm flat made me relax a lot more, but there was something I was still craving. My hand leaved the pen while the other one grabbed the phone to call, seconds after I heard that familiar voice in the other side of the line.

"Pal, you can't call us every 10 minutes, you never know if the walls have ears" Bucky said with a chuckle.

"I know, I was just kind of wondering..." I said while my free hand scratch my beard.

"Steve... you know she hasn't wake up. I mean she made progress with moving some fingers but it's just that, don't worry she's gonna be okay" Bucky said with a calm voice.

"Just call me if something change, okay?" I said with a sad sigh.

I ended the call when Bucky said his goodbyes and then, at 10:15 a.m., there was a knock on the door, Alexander Günther it's here. I quickly go to the door, he was waiting and when the door opens, the man with blue eyes and almond hair is indeed behind the door, his posture only reflected how many control and power he still have and it made me feel a little uneasy, his wrinkles only let everyone know how many experience he have, but still there's something behind those blue eyes, his hiding something behind this posture. he just nod his head as a 'hello' and he makes his way inside the flat. I closed the door and then I turned around and he's looking at the notebook on the table.

"Schön, so you draw too, huh?" he said with a smirk when he saw the doodles (I think), the showed me that in fact he meant the doodles.

"Yes, kind of a hobby to kill some time" I tell him, I made my way to stop the music when I heard him again.

"Leave the music" Alexander said after he sits on the couch.

I don't say anything and go the sit in front of him. My eyes are watching and the old man, he maybe was in his mid 40 of maybe he was now 50, I don't know. Everytime I was with him million of questions came to my mind, did he hurt her?, did he remind her at least?. But I know there wasn't any kind of chance of me to make those questions.

"You know, this song brings back forgotten memories to me. I used to know a girl that really like that piece" Alexander said with a sad smile and I only return the gesture.

"So, Pace. Two months talking about the same topic and still not satisfied" Alexander said, his eyes still looking at the notebook.

"For sure it helps, but theres some things I haven't put in place" I tell him and all I want it's to take the notebook away from him when he took it again, this time with the pen.

"Like what exactly? I gave you plenty of information, so much that both of us can be dead in a blink of an eye if Hydra finds out" he said with a stern voice.

"I know, and I really appreciate it, but-" "But you want to know about the kids" he said when his hand stopped writing on the notebook.

I looked at him confused, and yes I wanted to know about the 'Lazarus' project,  he had told me in two months about the serum, how they created and that stuff, but he never talked about that, until now.

"Yes, I mean if you want to talk about it, I have tell you a million times about this kind of protection we can give you, but, really if you don't want to talk about, you know the children, then don't do it" I told him trying to act as if wasn't a really hard subjet, maybe that way he wouldn't notice that I really wanted him to spill everything about it.

"Children" he said with a chuckle when his eyes drifted again to the notebook, his hand started to move once again.

"They didn't call them that way, they saw them like trash" Alexander said, with a sigh he continued and my attention was at top, while I was recording everything with the phone.

"If Hydra it's good at something, it's at disappearing people, in those days they made a huge research about children, specially in the ones that no one would bat an eye for them, so... they brought hundreds under the age of 15, still just 24 made it alive after the serum." he said with a sad smile.

"At first I saw that project as something wonderful, we were bringing Hydra back to surface, but... I saw all this children dying in awful ways during the process of the serum, and it was then when I realized, it wasn't human. Hydra can make horrible things, but what those children endured... no one would like to take their place"

"Anyway. As I was high commander they gave everyone of us a child. Ana, Viktor, Markus, Ásgeir, Jason, Joshep, Karina, Veronica, Adam, Isaac, Agnes, Richard, David, Michael, Emma, Ari, Kalevi, Olivia, Amanda, Annika, Hans, Roy, Damian and Lilian" he said again with a sigh, my jaw clenched when I heard her 'name'.

"I remember they actual names-" he said with a sad chuckle "May some of them rest in peace" he said with a frown and I was confused by that.

"They were special in their own way, some of them were made for sports, other to arts and the others well, they already had the guts to kill someone without hesitation. Mine was Lilian, this pure little girl, she was pretty smart you know?, she could do anything in a blink of an eye, her gift, was a quick learning and she found the way to use that learning to create new things" he said after a long pause and his eyes looked at me, all I could imagine was to notice Tony’s genes in Y/N. 

"But of course you know that" he said and I felt weird, I have a lot of feelings right now and all I can look in his eyes was regret and hope.

"uh? what-excuse me?" I said really confused by the statement, I really have to still acting.

"Lilian Günther" He said with sadness in both, his face and voice. And there I saw, regret, fear, sadness. But why?

Why Alexander Günther was feeling this way about Y/N? and Why does he think I know about all of this?. In that moment for sure I was frozen, waiting for him to keep talking, while my facade was still and scientist willing to give him protection for this kind of information.

"Alexander. If I asked you about this it's because I didn't knew about the subjet" I state clearly, still, my heart was beating fast and I felt the sweat on my forehead.

"Or because you want to know about her" He said, the way he was talking was, so strange, like if he was his father, that was!, he was talking like Tony!, but why?.

"Alexander" I said with a sigh, and 'frustration' "I don't know any Lilian Günther, but for what you have already told me, she isn't your daughter, she was your trainee" I told him once more trying to turn the tables.

"I saw her that way, Steve" He said and I was totally shocked and this time I didn't know what to do.

"Just listen to me" he said when he saw my hands balled in fists, ready to attack, but by some reason i didn't and I relaxed my muscles, still I was alert.

"This, this is Y/N" he said as he gave me the notebook. He took his time to draw her, at least as the last time I thought he saw her, and God, yes it was her in a drawing. I only nodded with my head.

"Look. When Hydra gave her to me I tried to kept her safe, for sure, I had to teached her to fight and other things, but I never let them touched her, and still sometimes I wasn't with her and other Superiors tooked my job and made her do horrible things but when I was back I took care of her, because her mother asked me to."

"I tried so hard to keep her safe, I tried to make her strong enough for her to runaway I even gave her a fucking map with a shelter for her to arrived when she could finally escape" he said with sadness.

"But I never thought Hydra could kill her mother and after that, everything went downhill. Hydra made with her horrible things, she was under the charge of other superior and they made her kill the other ones with the help of Kalevi, they erased her memory over and over again, until she couldn't remember me, but one day she recalled me..." Alexander said and then he looked again a the notebook.  

Alexander POV 

2:50 a.m. and I was finally back from that shitty reunion on America. I was making my way in the facility when I heard screams and man shouting orders in german. I walked closer to the source of those noises and I couldn't believe my eyes. Yelchin was in the room used by the old Black Widows, the forgotten one, but that wasn't the wrong thing here. 

The wrong thing here was that Y/N was with him, and in front of her was Isaac, he was covered in blood and first I didn't understand but then I saw Yelchin screaming again at Y/N, she refused every his command. The poor little girl of seven years refused to kill and old mate, but Yelchin made her do it. I walked there trying to stop her but Yelchin blocked me, only by his look I knew what he was saying 'don't you dare'. It happened in seconds, Isaac was screaming and when I saw him, he was covered in daggers, then she screamed.

I pushed Yelchin away and I took Y/N in my arms, she hide her face on my chest as she cried in pain and horror.  I felt her little body shivering and I held her closer to me 

"She's not your daughter, Alexander! Stop trying to be his father" Yelchin said angry before he leaved the room, he didn't even bothered to take Isaac's body away.

“Schlaf nur selig und süß, schau im Traum's Paradies, schlaf nur selig und süß, schau im Traum's Paradies...” I sang the lullaby over and over again until I felt her muscles relax. 

When she calmed down I carried her in my arms and I took her to the infirmary to heal her wounds.I went to the kitchen and grabbed some food for her. In that time she didn't spoked any word, she felt better and then, when I was ready to leave her dull room I heard her said 'thank you' I turned around, she was smiling, and that broked my heart, this girl was living in hell, she killed her friend, she had wounds everywhere and she was smiling, innocent, small, but she was happy that I was with her, I nodded with my head and I leaved the room. 

And after that everything went even faster and Hell itself drag her down until no one practically knew her anymore, she barely spoke, her mind was in every Hydra order. It aches me every time to saw her killing someone of being reckless around the facility, training mostly all day and going into field missions from months. Someone could easily tell that she wanted to die, one way or another. Hydra made her a perfect assassin, or at least everyone thought so, because they erased her million of times.

Happens that Hydra lost control in the perfect soldiers, they were too dangerous even for HYDRA. So, they grabbed the strongest, Y/N and Kalevi. Magneto's and Phoenix's altered genes, to kill the other ones. Things were going as the plan, until Y/N refused to kill her friends, so Hydra didn't want to kill her, not at all she was powerful, but they didn't want her to think, so they tooked her away from me, they erased her again.

Once more she returned to kill, but one day made the difference, this simple day, when we were on a mission, someone shot her on the left leg and she remembered everything, her mother, her friends, for her luck I was with her, but we forgot the comm's, everyone was listening to her memories. I tried to calm her down, but she was panicked, she was crying, confused, frightened she didn't knew what to do, and as I was going to told her tu runaway, two agents from Hydra took her away violently, she screamed and I saw how the dragged her once again from the field, but this time something made my heart break. 

"Vater! Hilf mir!" she screamed all the way to the jet and her voice echoed in my brain. 

I tried to go after her, I tried to stop them, but other agents stopped me, I fought them to rescue her and then Yelchin came back. He had a damn smile on his face and he knelt to look at me. Blood boiled inside me as I listened to his words full of venom.

"Stop fighting for her, Günther, she's just an experiment," his damn proud tone of voice.

After the mission I arrived to the facility, looking for her, and I saw her, barely alive in a cage, like an animal. She was broken in all the meaning of the word and I knew she couldn't stay here anymore. I went to the main room and upload every single file from her, maybe Tony, will find her that way. It was a matter of weeks when the facility was on alert of incoming objects and Tony tooked her. And then, I escaped too. 

I looked at Alexander, he was so lost on his memories, and I realized he has tears on his eyes, trapped in there but then I knew, he saw her as his daughter.

"She's... She's in coma" I said and when the word left my mouth I felt akward and fearful, maybe that wasn't the thing he wanted to hear.

He looked at me, angry, confused?, and I explained again, this time he was a little angry for sure.

"But, she's making progress, she's fine" I said trying to chill again, the lest I wanted was an ex- Hydra assassin to kill me.

"She's in coma and you think she's fine?" He said with an angry frown.

I thought to myself to not talk about her anymore, at least her health, he was going to get angrier with every word about it.

"She's strong, that's for sure. Do yo, want...to see her?" I asked even more awkwardly, and I didn't knew if I was doing the right thing, but then, those words made him shift his eyes from anger to hope.

He nodded with his head and I grabbed my phone to show him some videos about her, and couldn't help it but smile at her and then I heard him sob. I turn my face to look at him, he was smiling, he couldn't believe his eyes. He looked at every video about her and he was crying of happiness, she really was his daughter, 14 years together, he saw her in the worst era and now, she was alive, in every sense of the word. When there was no other thing about her, he got up.

"You gotta leave, now" Alexander said with a serious voice. 

"What?-why?" I got up too, grabbing the notebook and the pen.

"Hydra. They are coming for you, they saw us in the bar, they'll arrive at 1:00 pm. leave now" He said as a command. 

"What about you?" I asked him, it could be the last time I saw him, so maybe I could do something for him.

"I'll escape again, don't worry about it. Remember, if Hydra it's good at something, it's at disappearing people, even themselves" he said with a sad smirk.

 I nodded with my head but before I went to grab my thing he held my bicep.

"Take care of her, Rogers" he said in a 'dad voice' like Tony's one, if it wasn't a serious time I would've for sure laugh, but I didn't. And then he leaved the flat and I hurried to grab my things. 

"What?, what do you mean you're coming back?!" I heard Bucky in the other side of the line, of course he was worried.

"Well things went a little unexpected, but I have all the information we need" I assured them.

"Steve" Bucky said in a warning voice.

"What? I mean, somehow they knew I was there, I got an anonym call, okay?" I said trying to make Bucky relax a bit.

"Hell. But, you're okay?" Bucky asked with a relief.

"Yeah, I mean I played a scientist, what could've possible went wrong?" I said with a chuckle.

"I'll not fight you right now about that, actually, I have to leave, things went pretty messy around here" Bucky said with another chuckle.

"Fine. See you at evening" I said with a smile and then Bucky said his goodbyes.

I was waiting inside the plane, by luck, I was the only one on the row, so it was more comfortable. I decided it will be better to relax myself a little so I took out the notebook, I was looking for a page in blank when I saw the sheet Alexander used. The way he remembered Y/N was marvelous, her eyes had that spark, her hair, after all this time he still thought about her, down the portrait was written something in german, I didn't bat an eye and I started drawing in other sheet.

8 hours later I found myself in the elevator of the Avengers facility, damn I was so tired, the plane wasn't the most comfortable to sleep and all I wanted was my bed, but then again, I have this urge to see her, so I pressed the button to her now 'bedroom', so of course, I skipped the main room, but I guessed that F.R.I.D.A.Y. announced my arriving anyway.

I grab my baggage and I walk to her room, I stop in the door, I didn't know what I wanted to see. I held a massive breath and I walk in. Of all the things in the world this is the most unexpected things, my eyes are looking at an empty bed, my heart is racing like a stallion, my breath is caught in my throat and for sure my eyes are going to explode.

WHERE IS SHE?!?!?!?!? is the only thought I have in mind. My bags fell to the floor as I ran to the elevator once again.

"F.R.I.D.A.Y.! Where's Tony?!" I asked frightened by the possibles answers.

When all of this happen? Where was she? Why isn't she on the bed? She didn't have any progress? what the fuck was happening?

"Mr. Stark it's waiting for you in the main room, Captain Rogers" The A.I said, and God I was even more confused.

Tony was going to give me the bad news? Why he was waiting for me?

The elevator stopped at the main room and I practically ran screaming for Tony, and then he was there, holding a Bourbon in one hand while the other was inside his pocket.

"What has gotten into you Rogers? you missed me that bad?" he said with his shitty playful smile, but WHY??? why he was acting that way, his daughter wasn't where she was supposed to be.

"Where's Y/N?!" I asked with my eyes wide open.

"Y/N..." Tony said while looking at the glass on his hand and he deny with his head.

"Tony" I warn him, I was trying to believe that this wasn't true, she wasn't dead.

"Y/N was actually making a great progress, you know a month ago..." he said with a sad smile.

"Tony" I warn him again, I was looking at every move he was making, and then I realised he only takes that Bourbon on that expensive glasses when he's really happy, so why he was using them?

"I guess, sometimes you find the answer when you turn around"  Tony said with a smirk before sipping from his glass.

I'm more confused now, but after hearing at Tony I turn around and-

"STEVE!" It's all I heard before I feel a body wrapped around my body, legs on my waist, arms around my neck, head on my chest... I only let someone do that and that someone is

"Oh my god, Y/N?" I say, I have to look down at her face and there she was smiling like a sunshine, alive, awake, cheerful, it was my Y/N.

"Yes you dork, I've missed you so much" she said, but still she doesn't unwrap herself from me. I don't mind at all, I love to feel her chest against mine, her hands tugging at the hair of my neck.

"But, what the-" the said after she noticed something weird about me, she unwrap herself this time and the face she made when she saw mine, was too hilarious to be true.

Her eyes are wide, her mouth it's open, she simply can't believe her eyes, shes scanning me, every inch of myself. I was trying so hard not to laugh, I had a lot of feelings inside me right now, I wanted to kiss her and never let her go, I wanted to cry for excitement, but I was mostly happy to have my Y/N back.

"Jesus mother of god, your hair, oh my god, your beard" she said, her had came to my face, she touched the things she said with tenderness, like I was going to break in any second.

"Your hair is darker, oh my Steve" she said, her eyes still scanning me, searching for other changes on me, her hand rested on my cheek and I lean in her touch, is soft, warm, just how I remembered.

"You don't like it?" I asked her, afraid that she might not like 'Christopher Pace'

"Steve my love, you can be bald and still I'll always love you, but this is too much. This is-" she said with soft in her eyes. "This is something I could totally don't fight to change" she said with a chuckle and it makes my heart go full speed.

"So you like it" I reaffirmed her statement and she answers with a 'I love it'.

"If you're going to act like crazy love birds, please just go away, I don't wanna see this" Tony said with a role of his eyes, and she didn't think twice when she grabbed my hand to go to our room.

In matter of seconds we arrive there, and it was simply to show her how much I missed her, hell of course we weren't going to leave that room in days.

[trispond]

My Top Fav Characters

EVERYTHING INCLUDED

* Isn’t the character, because there’s no movie.

18. Se-Ri - Crash Landing on You

Funny, smart, beautiful and decided - can you ask for more? She’s all that and brave, facing head on bad situations. But she never stops caring about the people around her.

17. Capitão Ri - Crash Landing on You

He can come across as uptight in the start, but that is because he’s very dedicated to doing what he thinks it rights and follow laws. But he someone that cares deeply to all those around him and shows a great amount of respect and bravery.

16. Todoroki - Boku no Hero Academia

Just. Wow. He has stolen my heart even before I saw BNHA, and I watched the entire first season looking for glimpses of him. 

15. Yurio - Yuri on Ice

JUST LOOK AT HIM! He’s perfect. Okay. Yuri - or Yurio - warms his way into your heart, even when his very first scene is him screaming with the main character. He such a perfect representation of teen angst. 

14. Inej - Six of Crows*

She is such a complex person. And amazing.

13. Yuuri - Yuri on Ice

He is so shy and introverted that some people view him as cold. But he is such a passionate guy, doing everything he can to show his best on the ice. He trains hard and he is ambitious but normally his anxiety gets the best of him, making him performance worse than he cans and I think this is one of most amazing things about him, how he always struggles with anxiety, but he still tries and don’t let it win. He is strong. 

Also, who I’m kidding? Yuuri is a crazy fanboy and it’s so fun to see how he goes crazy with everything Viktor does and at same times he manages to have a healthy relationship with him. 

12. Issei - Good Morning Call

I love him, because in the madness that this show is, he’s the one who brings smart notions about love. He’s the type of person you slowly fall for without even noticing until it’s too late. He tries his best and it’s a fair person. 

11. Kyran - Run to Earth*

He is very brave, isn't afraid to speak his mind. He is a little arrogant but, damn, you can't stop yourself from loving him. I fall hard for him. I would turn pages, hoping he would appear. He just takes your breath away. 

10. Arima Kousei - Your Lie in April

If I could, I would pick the four of them, but as I can’t, I choose Arima. His evolution is what makes him interesting, he starts apathetic and too afraid to live. But thanks to Kawori and his friend’s passion, he became someone that inspire others people. He has such a bad luck, but the way he shows his feelings is amazing.

9. Barney Stinson - How I Met Your Mother

You can hate the guy... but you still love him. Definitely the most flawed character of HIMYM, Barney is also the one who feels more real. Yes, he can be terrible many times, but he’s also the one responsible for making the story interesting and unexpected. 

8. Neal Caffrey - White Collar

Neal has an interesting relationship with the law: being arrested and then working with the FBI. He’s a clever person.

7. Noora - Skam

She does what she can to be the best friend possible, she is always listening to her friends complains. She stood up many times for Eva and the others girl. But she isn’t flawless, hoking up with a guy Chris likes and hiding it.

6. Nisaka - Koi to Uso

To live in the world where the govern choose who you should marry and also be gay, it can’t be easy. With a sad past, Nisaka took to himself to not get too much involved. He’s athletic, smart, handsome, funny guy. He always treats everyone well and he deserved the world. But it took almost 220 chapters to Nisaka learn to value himself and not accept to be only Neji’s friend.

5. Ash Lynx - Banana Fish

Beautiful and broken. He’s able to do everything he tries, but so human at the same time. He has the second most heart-breaking background I’ve ever seen.

4. Katherine - Three Dark Crowns*

Watched her whole live and considered weak, Katherine is one of the sister who has the hardest time. Not being able to live up with everybody’s expectations left a mark on her and things only got worse when she’s betrayed to her one of closest persons. Almost going crazy, Kat needs to find a way to fight for her life and find something worth surviving for. She is a sweet.

3. Hinata Shoyo - Haikyuu

Hinata is amazing. A loyal friend. A non-talented player, he holds on into his motivation and never let somebody cross him. He teaches everybody so much about strength. Everything he does, it is with passion.

2. Tsukishima Kei - Haikyuu

The character with the best development I’ve seen. I started hating him and ended up loving him more than everybody else. Kei is a cold person, but if you pay attention, you can see him trying to help out his friend. He makes so many smart, incredible, plays. I have no doubt he’ll become the MVP.

1. Kaz Brekker - Six of Crows*

From everything I saw, he is the one who has the worst background story ever. He has suffered so much and it affects him. He is so broken, yet so strong at the same time.