#when does she figure it out. does she secretly hope the serum gives her her ideal body or does she hope it doesn’t (to keep her secret)

[bsideheart]

due to a conversation i had with someone earlier i am now a transfem captain america truther. thoughts?

oh i’m Listening. never considered it before but now i am

[serialreblogger]

ok but. can anyone explain the “slade wilson” thing to me. because correct me if i’m wrong but based on everything i can find he is The Most irredeemable bastard ever to besmirch the already-dubious pages of comic book morality

like, fanon is as valid as canon when it comes to DC comics, we all know this, but just. look okay, here are my notes on him as he appears in canon:

deathstroke, aka slade wilson: wow bootlicker. okay

while actively fighting in the vietnam war, volunteered for experimental army program, reapplied to keep fighting after he eventually woke up from the coma it sent him into (“it gave me super strength tho officer”) & was depressed by the Lack Of Purpose he felt after he was denied the honour of fighting. in fuckin vietnam.

(VIETNAM. THIS MAN IS ALREADY AN IMPERIALIST WAR CRIMINAL AND THAT’S HIS PRE-VILLAIN STORY)

wife adeline kane, also an army general, privately trained him in guerilla warfare (this is fine) & they then got married. she got pregnant, he went to vietnam, baby grant was born; he came back (super-soldier-serumed up), she got pregnant, baby joey was born

after he got kicked out of the military he decided to satisfy his thirst for blood by becoming a “world famous safari hunter” (by day; by night he killed people) until some of the enemies he made broke into adeline’s house & kidnapped joey. kidnapper (“the jackal”) demanded some info on a client of slade’s, he refused bc he figured he could get to his kid in time (and everyone knows the US doesn’t negotiate) and was incorrect: joey’s throat got slashed, wrecking his vocal cords for good. adeline was so angry he’d endangered their son that she shot him in the face, which is how he lost his eye

(he learned nothing from this experience)

in conclusion: this man is a bastard with exactly zero redeeming characteristics. i hope he goes to he*k

he’s also. not a good dad. idk if “got his child’s throat slashed with his arrogance” doesn’t tell u what’s up but how about deliberately getting ur daughter’s adoptive family murdered so u can groom her into an assassin & pump her full of psychoactive drugs without her knowledge or consent? how’s that for fatherhood

i do love his kids tho, don’t get me wrong. he just, very evidently does Not. supplemental notes on Those fucked up relationships below the cut (bc i have a Lot to say about this):

rose wilson:

mom = prostitute (half-siblings with Joey [later aka Jericho] and Grant, both of whom die offscreen due to see below)

was discovered by an enemy of deathstroke when said enemy was off killing the extended deathstroke family. hostage situation, yadda yadda, slade won’t touch her bc his sons just died for someone else’s vendetta & “I’m Too Dangerous To Be Around” syndrome

but then like a year later he. anonymously hired The Same Guy to kill Rose’s adopted family. for bonding.

This Seems Like A Fun Dynamic

kidnaps her (“you’re all i have left”), manipulates her into murdering the guy He Secretly Hired & takes her on as his apprentice (Rose adopts username Ravager)

deathstroke secretly starts injecting her with performance-enhancing drugs that cause her to experience psychosis

Tries to force her to kill her half-bro Jericho (also Slade’s kid) while he (in evil undead ghost form) was possessing the body of her friend (ur kid, ur other kid, who is the first kid’s half-bro and also currently ur kid’s friend? that’s Four strikes At Once my dude)

she does not do so, because she is a human child

*but* to prove that she’s still loyal, she carves out one of her eyes. to match slade.

i am really struggling to see how ppl consider this man redeemable

anyway slade gives her a kryptonite eye prosthetic and tells her to kill superman

dick (who’s pretending to be evil at the time & is acting as rose’s caretaker bc dad can’t be bothered) talks her down and also lets her know that kryptonite is carcinogenic/radioactive

she is furious & finally cuts ties w slade

joins titans under tim’s leadership, bonds w kid devil in particular & shows herself to be brash & aggressive to compensate for transparent insecurity. Wonder Girl (cassie i think) is also in her corner

eventually ends up also bonding w damian. shared assassin trauma ig

oh yeah rose is psychic. btw. that’s a thing she can do

 precognitive w/ visions & dreams

dramatic titans showdown (raven is on the run with a USB stick that has a dead half-brother on it; accuses team of having a traitor, yada yadda, traitor turns out to be bombshell)

results in the resurrection of Rose’s previously undead (ghost-flavour) half-brother, Jericho, aka Joseph, aka Joey.

They’re friends <3

anyway now if u want to write rose &/or joey wilson content here, u now have some canon-sourced footnotes to kick off of. please write rose & joey content. i am desperate for some sympathetic depictions of these poor siblings that also fully punish slade for his whole odious deal, that’s my wish fulfillment and i have too much chronic illness to write it myself (i am Once Again Asking for extremely specific fandom content that is not created by me)

[mothandwolf]

so tlou3....

I envisioned tlou3 to focus both on ellie and abby; abby in her role at the new firefly location, after everything she’s been through she feels like she can start over and she’s actually hopeful again and more conscious of her actions and unfortunately way more demanding of herself, she’ll take on way too much whether to distract herself or compensate or prove to herself that she was worth making it that far, the firefly facility will come off surprisingly great, with idealistic leaders and hopeful members and abby/lev will get a lot of peace and purpose there in their beginning 

then ellie is alone, I’d love for it to start in Winter and we see how she’s straggling because she has a lot in her head and it can appear she’s aimless or has given up, but she’s really trying to work out what she feels compelled to do, I think of her getting night terrors of her immunity and the virus and I’d love for an element of the virus to be sensory, like how fungi can communicate, it’d be interesting if her immunity has mutated her infection to be able to sense other infected more than the element of Listening but she uses that as her guidepost to go where she feels she has to go, 

and we get to cohesively see abby and ellie on their journey to their own Aftermath and concept of redemption and it can be revealed slowly that this charismatic leader of the fireflys really does want a vaccine. really wants other things with it. and abby, through her desire to be able to be actively supportive of her father’s work is blinded by this leader’s ambition. he doesn’t want a vaccine*, he doesn’t want a cure*, he wants a super serum. and he’s been experimenting on that development with the only individuals fit enough for it: other immune individuals. and slowly abby starts to resistantly piece together why her dad had cut this guy off, why she never knew him, and he views her as his replacement to prove his own ambitions to abby’s dad, 

so now abby has the conflict of feeling like she needs to stop this man, needs to stop this man who reminds her so much of her father, but it’s not the same because he wants something bad... and he’s hurting people, but abby is obviously exhausted from this mindset, so she first tries to manage it, and lev is flourishing but perhaps he says something nonchalantly that’s another aspect abby has to question and it’s all leading up to abby discovering the underground of the firefly base, and finding the experiments, and upon almost getting killed by this hybrid super soldier cordyceps (r.i.p. shredded abby), it stops attacking her, and the leader reveals that he’s able to control it. and she sees the growth on himself, actually corrupting his body, but he’s been immune this entire time which grants him the fungi connection. but she stares at him and he looks insane and she knows all he wants actually is to infect the world with this hybrid virus and it can shine a light (pun) that the cordyceps present has achieved sentience.... or it’s this human’s ambition blinding him. bit of a guesser there they don’t have to pick. humanity, nature, it’s all good.

(there’s like, three different new infected enemies right there like immune individuals infected where the hybrid doesn’t take, the controlled hybrids, and then the defective controlled hybrids idc)

and abby manages to get out of there. and on her break-down stagger outside the facility she runs into. ellie. but only when there’s firefly guns on her. and abby freezes because trauma~ and ellie sees her and freezes because trauma~ and abby does something neither of them expect and says wait. I know her. and vouches for ellie.

and the way it’s shown, you don’t know whether abby is so conflicted with all that’s happened, does she want to give ellie to this place? knowing she’s immune? knowing what it would do to her? that’s what she wanted for so long, and even longer when you splinter abby’s drive towards avenging her father, and right when you think it’s a trap, and ellie still isn’t entirely present emotionally, like she doesn’t care if it’s a trap but more so she feels so compelled (her cordyceps nature or her joel nurture who knows! wink) to be here that if she dies here then maybe she always was supposed to, even before she got infected, didn’t she really just want* to die* for the fireflys*? so right as they’re checking ellie in, it’s like ellie is about to reveal to them that she’s immune, and abby speaks for her. and abby says nothing about immunity. 

and you see them both just stiffly unknowingly watch each other, not knowing how the other is reacting but waiting. and watching. and each caught up in their own thoughts. and abby quickly tells ellie, no she just needs to tell the Leader* obviously, it’s just too dangerous, while abby knows of the immune experiments, ellie still believes she’s the only immune person, but ellie listens. 

and for the shortest bit of time abby is just observing ellie, because she actually knows that look ellie has in her eyes, she knows that brokenness after vengeance, so it’s not an instant trying-to-kill-you reunion but a surreal kinship that feels awkward and way too complicated and actually better off avoided, and abby has lev and of course he invites ellie into their group and they talk a little bit and lev would mention it and abby is just. seeing the person ellie is. and ellie is seeing the person abby is.

and abby goes up in the ranks and oddly it’s like ellie is trying to have her own pre-immunity restart and she’s just proving to everyone how capable she is and boof, team scouts, and then the leader maybe puts deliberately puts ellie in danger because he’s looking for original clicker vs controlled clicker and figures the new recruit is just neater to experiment on and he secretly infects her but ellie. and he just sits there grinning. abby did tell him how good friends they were. and ellie because of her own cordyceps, kinda... feels something is off about this man. but doesn’t know about her mutation so she ignores it. and ignores the fluctuating presences of infected beneath the building. (cos she’s exhausted too!!!!)

so now because of the infection that’s further worsening to his denial, he’s even more paranoid and aggressive. and wants to essentially set a scene where ellie is viciously attacked by infected and abby just stumbles on this, and he’s surprised, and ellie’s surprised, and abby’s surprised, to watch as abby scrapes and tears to save ellie from this. (whether to keep her secret or y’know. save! that! lost one!) she saves her a little too hard. and then boom. awkward conflict tension that ellie had when she saved abby in tlou2 and abby is like. I didn’t save you because -- and basically lets slip that this leader is infected and immune and experimenting and then ellie reacts to believe that abby was trying to trick her or some melodrama like that idc, that abby wanted her final act to ellie would be to corrupt ellie’s immunity* and it’s this dumb weirdly familial fight of “you don’t understand!” storming off crap, and lev just looks at abby like .... “well go after her”

(and I’m sorry but the leader takes lev and deliberately infects him to win abby back to his idea that this hybrid can cure, and woo. doesn’t work. this adds another “..fuck” pain to abby because like. wouldn’t she have done everything to save lev from this had she known and guilt there but also an underlining joel recognition. that that is why, emotionally why, he did what he did, because ellie would’ve died and what if it didn’t even work) and there’s a failsafe for the island to blow up because of all the crazy infected they just. keep there. so it blows and ellie/abby end up on a boat away and ellie is able to sense the leader and his hybrid horde he controls and then it’s ellie looking out for abby and abby being able to recognize that although resist it at first and it’s just this unfolding dynamic of we have done so much fucked up shit to each other but can we actually stop something worse with each other. 

and it ends with ellie almost jumping to sacrifice herself, or try to take control of the horde and that’d be a fun mechanic of like. using the mutation to sense and reroute infected and being able to upgrade it enough to make clickers think you’re an ally instead? and the inner turmoil of ellie tapping into the infection and all of the grief it gave her to try to utilize it............mwah

and abby just stares at ellie like. she believes in her. and why doesn’t she believe the man who reminds her of her dad, why does she believe the girl* who reminds her of... herself. and there’s just so many different emotional components weaving together , and new ellie cordycep mutation mechanic and new hybrid bad guys that mean you have to be hyper hyper aware of your surroundings in relations to where the controller of the infected is or whatever idc and ellie having to explore her immunity and her conflict with her purpose and guilt and abby’s hope having to be realized it has to keep growing itself.

that humanity and the chances we give each other to keep going, keep trying, keep protecting, and keep caring, is worth it. that our lives aren’t just a perilous part 1 or a traumatizing part 2, but we deserve to see it through to our restorative part 3. 

also I just really want them to keep helping each other and just staring like. “this doesn’t mean I like you. it just means I need you. don’t make it weird. here I got you some water.”

whether or not ellie/abby die at the end I’d prefer they didn’t, or they’re just laying there naruto/sasuke style like “we made it this far.” “yeah. we did.” because the fact they’re really just the same just at different points in their life hits me like a train. their humanity bringing out humanity bringing out humanity bringing out humanity. 

maybe abby beats the leader’s hybrid horde and ellie beats the leader by cross-control the cordyceps but starts to lose it to the sentience of the cordyceps and abby is standing there like. fight it. you are you. fight. it. you don’t give up. you’ve never given up. don’t start now. you don’t get to fucking tap out before this all ends. and ellie opens her eyes like. weakly says. “you just like to hear yourself talk, wolf” 

and maybe idc because ellie had been experimenting with sensing and influencing other infected it’s less corruptible than the leader who deliberately infected himself idc whatever 

(gratuitously I also want ellie waking up to abby and abby made sure ellie survived and boom magic happy ending idc but outside abby’s dad and joel’s ghost are just standing there smiling goodbye)

and abby just looks at ellie and ellie looks at abby and it’s like. no one else will have to go through this. we (the children of this traumatized world) are. the last of us. and they smile, crying.

[the-omni-princess]

Beauty and the Beast (Soulmate AU)

Author: @the-omni-princess​

Summary: You wake up the day after drunkenly meeting your soulmate.

Prompt: “When did you learn how to figure skate?” // “I dunno.”

Word Count: 1.8K

Pairing: Bucky x Latina!(and Mutant!)reader

Warnings: fluff! Hangovers, seriously, so much fluff!!!

A/N:

@bitchassbucky for #abitchassholiday , and the casual sequel to Sleeping Beauty! [Read here!]

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I’ve been dying to write a Latina!Reader since I’m Latina! Here’s my first one. It's still pretty lowkey tbh but hopefully I can write one where it’s a bit more explicit the reader’s Latina! :D

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[Masterlist] [First part]

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Previously….

He did however, let you go, just as you stopped screaming. “Do… do you know who you are?” you tried in a soft voice, still on edge. Where the fuck was Mr. Star Spangled Ass?

“Bucky… My name was Bucky,” he whispered softly, now looking down at his chest where his mark had deepened in color to darker freckles, easily shown on his light skin.

Your eyes widened, looking down at your hand, your own freckles became more pronounced as well. “Holy shit,” you mumbled, just as Steve and Tony burst through the door, making you both jump.

“Bucky?” It took him less time to recover, now noticing both of you skimming your marks with your hands in shock. “Wait… are you two…?” His eyes glanced back and forth between the two marks.

You looked up towards the Super Soldier, unsure how to really explain the dare that tossed you at your soulmate. “Um…. Hi… Soulmate?”

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James Buchanan Barnes, the infamous sidekick of Captain America, a fact you used to argue about in US History class when you were younger since who would call that hot guy the sidekick?!, just looked at you with a little tilt to his head. “Soulmate?” he murmured softly, looking down at his mark on his chest. His eyes widened as he took in the multitude of darker freckles. He looked back at you, following your own gaze to your hand, where the freckles had darkened on the underside of your palm. “Soulmate…”

“Well… that’s unexpected to say the least,” Steve muttered, both he and Sharon looking on with a bit of amusement.

Bucky looked up, noticing the blond couple for the first time. “Stevie?” His voice cracked, and even in your very buzzed state, you could tell Steve was also a little emotional.

“Hey Buck,” he replied, smiling sadly before looking again towards you.

You were now gripping the table for support, the room starting to spin. “Ay Dios, is the room spinning or is it just me?” Your eyes fluttered a bit, vertigo hitting you full force, just as Bucky rushed forward, catching you before you could hit the ground. You groaned softly, looking up at his face, a goofy smile lighting up your features. “Oh, yeah. You’re my soulmate. You know, I always thought you were cuter than Cap. Think I have a thing from brunet boys with pretty blue eyes, and your eyes are way more blue than I could have imagined with those black and white photos,” you continued to ramble, babbling on as the trio watched in amusement.

“First meeting with her literal other half, and she’s wasted,” Sharon sighed softly, now looking at you with pity.

“And the reindeer- hey! I’m not wasted!” You cried out before going back to your rambles.

Bucky just looked up at her, smiling faintly, as he held you up, “I can handle a drunk dame, better than my ma, she was a cursing drunk.”

Steve chuckled, helping Bucky lead you, very slowly towards the common room where you promptly passed out snuggled on a blanket on the sofa, completely oblivious to the fact that the former Winter Soldier was being introduced to the Avengers, while all he did was watch over you.

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Searing pain lit up behind your eyes, and your temple was definitely throbbing. Groaning, you reached around your bed for your phone, freezing when you realized you were most definitely not in a bed. You looked down and groaned, you were also still in the party dress from last night, wrapped in a blanket that was also most definitely not yours. You inspected it, noticing the little cobwebs and widow symbols on the fluffy blanket. So, you were wrapped in Natasha’s blanket, the one you got her for her birthday last year as a joke. Looking around, you also realized you were in the main living common area in the tower.

“FRIDAY? How’d I get here?” you called out, groaning softly as you clutched your temples. You were most definitely hungover.

“I can answer that,” a voice called, one you recognized as Steve.

“Lower your voice, you menace, I’m nursing a shitty hangover.” You pulled the blanket over your face, covering yourself from the lights.

“We’re well aware of that, dollface,” a new voice joined in.

You stiffened, slowly dropping the blanket and looking at the man in front of you in surprise. “Hey Steve? I haven’t gotten drunk in a while, are hallucinations normal for being hungover?”

“Nope, I’m real.” Bucky stood, before kneeling beside you. “How much of last night do you remember?”

You gripped the blanket tighter, feeling a bit more exposed than you would like. “Last night? Why would I need-“ your voice died as you looked down at your hands, realizing the freckles that covered the palm of your left hand were darker. “Holy shit, please don’t tell me I met my soul mate and I was too wasted to remember,” you groaned, pouting up at Sharon who walked in. “You get a perfect, they-were-neighbors story, and I get the I-was-drunk story.”

“Not everyone can meet their soulmate because they literally bumped into them, besides,” Steve nodded towards Bucky, who was still kneeling beside the couch. “You literally fell for him.”

You looked back towards the brunet with horror written on your face. “Please tell me it wasn’t as clich�� as Mr. Dramatically Yeets Himself Off of Planes Without Parachutes is making it out to be.”

“What does ‘yeet’ mean?” Bucky gave you a small confused look, one you have to admit was pretty cute. Okay fine, maybe he was your type. Dark-haired, pretty eyes, cute dimples when he was smiling. Okay so he was gringo, you could work with that.

“Throw, well basically,” you supplied, much to Steve’s horror.

“You do WHAT?!” Bucky cried out, making Steve cringe, and you whimper softly, closing your eyes in pain.

“Welp, we’ll let you two get well acquainted, sober at least,” Steve grabbed Sharon’s hand and hightailed out of the room.

Bucky didn’t give them a second look, now focused on you. “Damn, I’m sorry, after all your rambles last night I still forgot you would be hungover. Here,” he gently gave you some aspirin and water, which you promptly downed. “How about we do this right? I’m Bucky.”

“I’m well aware of who you are. Used to have fights with my friend in high school because she thought Steve was the cutest Howling Commando, when it was clearly you. Why am I still rambling?”

“It’s quite alright, I find it cute,” he gave you a bright smile, and your heart fluttered for a second.

You chuckled softly, smiling at him before sitting up, making room for him on the sofa as you told him your full name. “But that’s just the government name, everyone ‘round here calls me y/n/n, or FireCracker but that’s usually just Tony.” You gave him a smile.

“Why FireCracker?”

“Well, two reasons. One, I tend to keep talking and say my mind. And two,” you held up your hand, letting flames cover your fingers before they died out again. “I have powers…I hope that’s alright by you,” you whispered softly. Truth was, both the fact that you were Latina and were a Mutant were reasons you were teased and mocked growing up in all-white schools in the South. It was another reason who were so quick to join the Avengers when you were offered the chance. More diverse, and more accepting people. In theory at least.

“God, that looks absolutely amazing! Can you do it again?” Bucky gushed, eyes lighting up as he watched your powers. You smiled shyly, letting a small flame light up your palm. “Does it hurt?” He asked softly.

“Only if I want it to,” you looked up at him, caught a little off guard that he would be so interested in your powers instead of scared, it usually took people more time to get used to it.

“Woah,” he murmured, eyes wide as he took in the flames.

You smiled bashfully, secretly excited that he liked your powers. The flames died out, soon revealing the freckles again. Bucky hesitantly took your hand in his, his thumb rubbing over the freckles that marked the first place you touched, two souls finally coming back together again.

“How about I take you on a date, doll? A real one, since our first meeting didn’t go as expected.”

You blushed, nodding with a smile. “I know just the thing! We can go to the Rockefeller Ice Skating Rink, take in the whole Christmas season.”

His eyes lit up, “That ice rink is still there?!” he cried out, excitement thinly vied in his voice. “Gosh, I remember Stevie falling face-first when we were younger, had to patch up that nasty bruise on his cheek and a broken nose. Ma was pissed we went without my sisters.”

You couldn’t help the smile on your face as you took in his joy. “I’ll take you, Bucky.”

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“Well… its certainly different from when I was last here,” Bucky’s grip on your mittened hand tightened. Buried underneath scarves and jackets, Bucky helped you pull your beanie down. He naturally ran warm because of the serum, so he didn’t need as many heavy coats in the cold winter weather. You however, were more used to warmer climates, and this cold weather was not agreeing with you.

“Good different?” You took the skates from the attendant, handing Bucky his before attempting to tie up your own.

“Well the tree’s certainly bigger,” he chuckled, noticing your struggle to lace your skates up and helping you before tugging you onto your feet. Shimmying to the rink itself, gripping onto each other as the earth became ice underneath your feet. You yelped, clinging to him as he guided you on the ice. “And I have my soulmate in my arms, being an adorable mess,” he teased, chuckling as you shot him a glare.

“That’s no fair Buck! When did you learn how to figure skate?” You looked up at him incredulously, still struggling despite the fact that he was holding most of your weight up.

“I dunno.” He teased right back, a smug grin on his lips.

“Ya know, if I knew you would have been this self-satisfied, I would have just done a Christmas movie marathon with you instead, get you well acquainted with movies of this century,” you shot back, giving him a look that sent him into a fit of giggles – actual giggles.

“Well doll, the night’s young, and you have plenty to teach me.” He pulled you closer, making you realize you were dead center in the rink, a suspicious flash in the distance making you notice Nat taking picture of you two. He gently tilted your head up, locking eyes with you. “I just found you, dollface, I’m never letting you go,” he smirked, “my clumsy little soulmate.”

“Call me little or clumsy again and I’ll roast your ass, Barnes, literally,” you growled playfully, giving him a mischievous look, which told him you didn’t really mean it.

He smiled, his hand gently holding onto your face, “I look forward to it, doll,” he murmured, the distance between the two of you closing.

Closing the distance, you kissed him tenderly, arms wrapped around his neck, ignoring the flashes most definitely coming from Natasha. Here, cuddled up in your soulmate’s embrace, the hand that first touched right over his heart was now pressed against his cheek as you kissed. Surrounded by Christmas lights, sweet Holiday music, and children’s laughter as they skated around you two, it felt like your very own piece of a Hallmark movie. And who were you to disagree with Fate?

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[elsapheonix]

Wolffe with a halo

“Hey Wolffe, look there's a letter here” Gregor called

“Alright” I called

“It’s for you can I read it?” Gregor asked

“For me? Uhh no I’ll be there in just a second” I said and I left the Bedroom and went the table where Gregor was. He handed me the Letter. My breath caught when I saw the handwriting on the envelope

Return Address:

Wild space Coordinates

G-9 76937-O-930

Commander Wolffe Koon

Seelos

AT-AT Imperial Walker

“Oh my….” I said trailing off and then I tore into the letter before my fear caused me to throw it away.

My Beloved Wolffe Koon,

Kah-ta-yar Wolffe, how are you after all these years? These year go by slow without you here by my side, it’s been so long. I still love you more than anything else. Especially more than my own life. I even discarded rules for you. The Jedi Code was probably the biggest one, but I didn't care and i still don't. There is not a day that goes by that I don't think about you, not a day goes by without me missing you, my Angel. It’s so hard being away from you day in and day out. It’s hard to do anything without you. You were, still are, and will always be my everything, my life, my world, my angel and my reason for living, for fighting, for existing. I believe it’s the will of the force that we meet and that I fell in love with you. Too me you are an Angel from the force. I could go on but then I’d need an entire notebook and it’s not easy to put a notebook in a envelope. You would know.

Do you ever think of the good times, Angel? About the Clone wars? I know I do. Almost everyday. The wolfpack was my family, My clan, My Aliit. Although they are not really my Brothers It sometimes felt as they were. Aliit ori'shya tal'din, Family is more than blood. I loved each and everyone of them, no man was just a clone. Losing then was the worst part of Order 66.

I miss everything of the clone wars, i guess when you grow up in a war zone you come too miss it when life changes. I miss taking down clankers, pranking shinnies with boost, leading assaults, hanging out with boost and sinker, destroying astromechs, fighting the sith, disobeying direct orders, Pissing off Rex, being able to use my lightsabers, spending countless hours with you doing ship duties, us breaking rules just so Master Plo would put us on deck duty while they all went down to battle, our countless arguments, even the ones over stupid things, scaring you with my piloting, you spending the night with me when I had the bad dreams, goofing off while doing paper work with you and the time we spent in the med after one of us had gotten hurt. I miss you're singing, and the silly little pet names you had for me. Most of all I miss Master Plo and you. I miss you more than him, Angel.

I had thought I had lost you forever after the purge, I wish I had not left you Angel, it has bothered me for longer than i can remember. I was a fool when I thought we were better a part, when in reality we are always better together. I had an harder time hiding from the empire on my own, I actually have been captured and escaped many times each time changing my name. I now go by Elisa Koon and have not been captured since Ahsoka and I started the rebels. I’ve made many reckless and stupid decisions. Some of them i’m sure would had been prevented had you been with me or had I stayed with you. I was a coward for leaving you and running like i did. I was afraid. I didn't even thank you for saving my life, Didn't even say goodbye. I abandoned you and I’m so so sorry.

I would like to see you again even if you don't look the same as you did before. It’s been so long and Rex says I need to stop pushing people away, I haven’t let anyone get close to me. He’s right I need to stop pushing people away and locking them out, Especially my Angelic Riduur. Speaking of Rex he couldn't figure out who I was and I eventually had to tell him who I was then he told me that you and gregor were camping out in an Imperial Walker on Seelos hunting Juppa's. That doesn't seem like a good way to spend the rest of your days.

Personally I think you’d be better off here with me Angel. I know you don't want too join our fight against the empire and you don't have to if you don't want too. I would never make you do anything. If you were to come I will protect you, I won't let anyone hurt you, never again. You remember that promise I made too you after Kholum right? Well, I’ll still stand too it. No one is ever going to hurt you again on my watch, not if I can help it, Angel.

I don't use my Lightsabers much anymore unless I have too, but I do keep them on me at all times, hidden of course. I mentioned I had to use a different name right? Elisa Koon, I have it as the shortened version of my real name Elizabeth Koon, Force how I hate that name. I’ve lost count of how many I have had. All have been shortened versions of my real one. I’ve used a different last name every time. I’ve been El Vizsla, Eliz Diana, Lily Uma, Lisa Tiana, Lisbeth Bonjo, Ela Vila, Izzy Tuttle, Libby Gulo, Beth Di Angelo, Bess Lupus, Bette Kyzie, Bessie Humble, and once I even used my full name Elizabeth Phoenix. Now I am Elisa Koon.

I decided it was time that I went back to my married name. I have even started to wear the diamond band you gave me again. If you do come I would like to redo our vows or even do a public wedding since the one we had was private. I’m sure you’d like that to.

We have found many of our Vods, Angel. Several of them, like yourself, don't want too fight so we provide them shelter and protection, I’m over that part of the rebellion. Some of them fight only as a last resort if we are really in a pickle, actually that's how all of them are. They like to help with planning and spare small jobs we have that need to be done, Comet, Sinker and Boost are some of the ones that are around.

The rebellion is lead by Ahsoka Tano, Separatist leader Commander Sato, Hera Syndulla and myself. We have been helping many systems who are in need because of the empire. Oh yeah, Senator bail Organa and princess Leia Organa secretly lead us in our fight while pretending to support the empire. I’ve edited my Armor, added extensions to it and made it bigger so it would fit me, I also changed it’s color from purple to grey. It’s markings match the ones on you're clone armor.

If you and Gregor do come I’ll find a cure for your fast aging. We’ve found cures for the ones that are here, aside from Rex, but it’s different for every clone, we have a serem but it has to be altered for every clone, we are currently altering it for Rex and I’m sure we could alter the serum for gregor. Not so sure about yourself since at one point you were a Werewolf. We may have to unblock the werewolf part of your blood, which would make you a wolf again.

I know you might not be too keen too that Idea but I highly doubt the serum could be altered for you seeing as you have wolfblood in you still. It wasn't actually removed like you thought I just used the force to contain it and make it inactive. We will try to do the serum but if we can't i’m going to free the wolf-blood. I don’t want you to die on me anytime soon. I don’t think I could live without you my beautiful Angel. It’s not fair that we are the same age yet you're near the end of your life.

It’s boring here, some of these guys have less personality than some of than some of the shinnes fresh off of Kamino did. And that’s saying something.

After battles were always fun with you and the wolfpack. Especially if Rex and the 501st were involved. Those boys were always having a party. I remember Rex’s favorite phrase at those times “It’s always a party in the 501st”

Master Skywalker is not Darth Vader like we thought he was. So the mystery of who Darth Vader is, is still open. Master Skywalker is currently being held at an imperial complex. Highest security one. I think the emperor is keeping him alive too use his force signature too give to whomever darth vader is too make it seem as if master Skywalker is Darth Vader.

I know for a fact he’s not I came across files, imperial files of where he is being kept and his cell number. That's not information I can put in this letter. I have a few guesses at who Vader is.

I think he is Master Jrul, Master Pong Krell, or Master Quinlan Vos. Though he could be another fallen Jedi I think these three are the most likely. This would be a conversation best for comms or better yet being face to face.

I really wish you were here with me Angel, I need someone who understands me. I need you more than I ever thought my Angel.

If you decide to come you can write and I’ll come pick you up or you can just call Rex, I’m not in the command center often so the chances of them getting a comm message to me is slim.

Hope too see you again Angel,

Love,

Elsa Phoenix-Koon

“I...She….” I stumbled over the words I wanted to say. Gregor took the letter from my hands, I was in complete shock and could feel my eyes starting to water. “She still loves me” I finally choke out

“Of course she does Wolffe, she’s your wife, she’ll love you no matter what” Gregor says

“She’d be safer finding someone else” I say

“You don’t really belive that do you?” Gregor says

“I miss her, but I don’t want to risk hurting her” I say

“I doubt you could ever hurt her, she’s a strong kid” Gregor says, “We should go, sounds too me that she really wants you there”

“But…”

“No buts” Gregor says “I’m comning Rex”

“Wonderful” I say when Gregor leaves the room.

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Title: I Need You To Pretend You're Secretly FBI Collaborator: plutosrose Link: AO3 Square Filled: K4 - Terrible Choices Ship: Stucky Rating: Explicit Major Tags: Drunk Texting, Blow Jobs, Past James “Bucky” Barnes/Brock Rumlow, Past Infidelity (from Brock), Alternate Universe - Modern Setting Summary: His phone fell straight out of his hands. He blinked at the muscular, blond man, who was most definitely not Brock. “Nat, I’m going to have to call you back." - Bucky wakes up in his apartment and believes that he's hooked up with his scummy ex-boyfriend. Turns out he went home with someone else. Word Count: 2264

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Title: Ask For Much - Chapter 1: Change the Locks Collaborator: buckybarnesdeservestobehappy Link: Tumblr Square Filled: K1 - Writing Format: Drabble Ship: Stucky Rating: Gen Major Tags: Alternate Universe: No Powers, Alternate Universe: Modern Setting, Best Friends, Friends with Benefits Summary: Bucky just wants to relax, but his best friend doesn’t know how to sit still. For some reason, Bucky allows himself to be sucked up into the maelstrom that is Steve Rogers. OR Bucky Barnes doesn’t ask for much, but maybe he should. Word Count: 100

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Title: Deep as the Ocean Collaborator: riotwritesthings Link: Tumblr Square Filled: Y5 - Occupational Hazard Ship: WinterIron Rating: Explicit Major Tags: established relationship, hand wavey comic book magic, banter, humor, octo!Bucky, consentacles, Confirmed monsterfucker Tony Stark Summary: Another day, another magical mishap. At least most of the team gets hit this time, and Tony is really trying to focus on that rather than one person in particular. It’s not his fault! He grew up with the internet! Word Count: 6688

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Title: Proudly Brewing Collaborator: plutosrose Link: AO3 Square Filled: U2 - Barista Ship: Stucky Rating: Explicit Major Tags: Barista! Bucky, Captain America Steve Rogers/Modern Bucky Barnes, Thirsty Steve Rogers, Flirty Bucky Barnes, Incorrect Coffee Orders Summary: He’d only walked past the coffee kiosk twice before he’d stopped in front of the Barista and said, “Steve, you can call me Steve. You don’t have to call me Captain. I’m not a real one, anyway.” The Barista’s eyes glinted mischievously, and he whispered huskily, “But what if I like the idea of you ordering me around, Captain?” - Avengers Tower gets a coffee kiosk. Word Count: 1536

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Title: Light in the Dark Collaborator: arrowsandmixtapes Link: Tumblr Square Filled: Y2 - image: hurt Bucky Ship: Bucky/Reader Rating: Mature Major Tags: Language, angst, canon typical gun violence, GSW, blood. Summary: Avoiding Bucky seemed to be the thing to do after the two of you broke up, until a mission gone wrong shows you how much you have to lose. Word Count: 2415

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[female-overlord-3]

Bring Them Home Ch 4

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Alex feels warm and at peace which he basks in for a few drowsy seconds before realizing there's only one reason for it.

His face is pressed against Michael's chest with an arm over his waist. One of Michael's is around his shoulder and even though Alex is missing part of his limb, they still fit together. He tried not to think about it the last time they shared a bed but this one at least has more room and again: memory foam.

Alex let's himself indulge for a few more seconds before deciding to get up but then there's a knock on his door and Kyle walks in.

He freezes before grinning like a lunatic and brings out his phone. For once Alex isn't worried about being seen with Michael. If anything it being Kyle just annoys him.

Alex can only glare at him as he remains quiet so Michael can sleep a bit more.

The surprise of Kyle's phone shooting across the room and into Michael's hand, spooks both of them.

"Next time I break it Valenti. Here Alex." Michael passes it over before rolling over and buries his face into the pillow there.

“Did you guys have a pillow fight without me?”

Alex stares at him before seeing the 3 photos Kyle took. He sends one to himself before deleting them and tossing it back.

"Make yourself useful and get breakfast. I'm going to go through some of the data we got."

Kyle frowns but leaves to do as he's asked.

“You can just say you want to have sex. We’re all grown-ups here- ow!”

“It’ll be something harder than your dumb jacket Valenti!”

Alex lets out a breath when he hears Kyle's car turn on. He grabs his laptop and powers it up to see what he's missed. Checking the time they've only been asleep for 4 hours and it’s just starting to get dark. He'll grab the stuff he needs once he's sure Flint nor his dad have noticed anything.

"So you going to ignore me again?"

Alex's eyes flick to Michael who's flipped over and playing with the piece of alien ship, the material lighting up in kaleidoscope colors that follow Michael's fingers. The sight is beautiful until it brings back all the fear of Michael leaving and it takes everything in Alex to not let that fear show.

"No."

Michael huffs because Alex's 'no' sounds like a question.

"I'm not leaving Alex. Maybe if doing so will help my people but I'm taking you with me if I can."

Michael puts the piece back under the pillow them gets up. "I'm using the bathroom then grabbing water while we wait for Valenti. I'll get the new data stuff too."

There's hesitation before he leans across the bed and presses a quick kiss to Alex's cheek. "Do your tech magic so we can plan. I'll be back."

Alex stares after him a bit flustered as he leaves. What the fuck? He thinks unsure what to do right now but then remembers something else Michael said to him: I'm taking you with me.

For some reason that helps him focus and his mind slips back into Captain Manes mode. In the 10 minutes it takes Michael to do what he said, Alex is certain his dad and brother have no clue about their visit, and that he has everything he needs to report them if need be.

True to his word, Michael comes back with water and the pack Alex took with him on their mission. He hands Alex the water first and only gives him his pack once he drank half the glass.

"I'm going to go out into the living room and check in with Iz and the others. Let you do your thing."

It feels like an excuse or test somehow, that Michael is giving him space deliberately.

"Stay." He blurts out before trying to regain some composure. "You can stay in here if you want."

For once nice things are happening and now that they apparently said everything they needed with the addition of sleep, Alex is going to ride this wave of nice for as long as possible.

"Me making a call won't distract you?" Michael questions not wanting to disturb whatever peace they've got going on right now.

"You can stay." Alex just repeats before getting more comfortable and continues where he left off.

Shaking his head Michael reclaims his spot in the bed and uses his powers to bring his phone to him to call Iz. She picks up on the second ring and starts yelling questions at him.

"Michael! Where'd you go! What happened? I felt you from wherever you are and it was a mess of things but even more concentrated. Noah's still in the pod but I keep having this weird feeling he's- that he's still conscious or something. I just- I need you right now."

The way her voice wavers nearly has Michael up and ready to leave on instinct but a quick glance to his right helps settle it.

"It's alright Iz I'm......fine now. God so much has happened and I just woke up okay but Iz we're not alone."

Isobel stays silent but Michael can feel her shock that's slowly morphing to hope.

"There are others. We found others. Its- we need to plan and figure so much shit out but we're going to get answers and finally get to know what we are, where we're from." His voice is bright and cheerful, borderline excited.

This time Isobel's silence is almost tense, like shes trying to find the right words but every single one of them will hurt.

"But Michael… why does it hurt when you talk about them." She says it gently but there's unease.

"They were found at the crash." Is all he says because that's all he needs to.

There's more silence but it's one to catch their breath, regain composure so they can start getting shit done.

"Tell me what I can do."

Michael's brain tries to scramble for an answer because that's Isobel's determined voice, the one she uses when shes about to handle shit. He doesn't know if he has enough energy to get into that now.

"Guerin."

Michael tilts his head to the side to look at Alex.

"Let me talk to her?"

He just blinks at the request.

"What?"

Alex gives him that look, the 'how are you so smart yet so dumb' one Michael secretly loves.

It's not that he doesn't get why, the why is logical and if there was anyone who knew what to do next it would be Alex. The hold up is that Alex wants to talk to Isobel which means interaction between the two things he's had to keep separate for the past decade.

Reading the uncertainty Alex gently takes the phone from him. "No more secrets."

For some reason Michael wants to cry.

"Hey Isobel it's Alex Manes, i’m putting you on speaker phone. Right now I need to know what's going on your end so we can figure out a solid plan. My time-frame is that you got sick then better and something happened with your husband. Apparently he’s the fourth alien that’s been causing problems from my files and what i’ve gathered so far.”

The line is silent for a full minute before Isobel lets out a small choked sound.

“Do you… know about Rosa?”

The reminder of that event is… almost too much for Michael to handle right now with everything else and whatever sliver of good he was feeling is shriveling smaller and smaller, the oppression of all the bad he’s had to carry starting to- a warm hand and the following words pause the downward spiral Michael was absolutely going to fall into.

“It was mentioned but that’s not what I asked about.” Alex’s words are almost gentle, that gentleness being the main thing helping Michael stop from sinking.

“I need to know where you’re at so we can get your people free.”

“How can I trust you?”

She says it in such a hurt and broken way, a reminder of how she’s been affected by all of this.

Alex wants to say because of Michael, of what Michael is to him, but he’s not sure that will be enough to satisfy Isobel.

Michael fully slips his hand into Alex’s and gives him an understanding look.

“Hey Iz you remember when you asked if there was anyone i’d risk anything for?” His voice is quiet as he finally says what he should’ve that night. “You and Max know i’d do anything to protect you, i’ve literally done it but… the only other person i’d risk anything for would be Alex.”

“This isn’t- why didn’t I-.”

Michael comes up with the only comparison he can. “Max had Liz. I had Alex. I at least had the chance to try something before-”

The sound of a painful gasp can be heard followed by Isobel whispering, “Rosa.”

“No Iz that was after, Rosa and what happened with Alex was just shit luck but-” He tries to reassure her.

“Your hand. That morning after your hand was mangled. I thought whatever happened caused it but you never said- Michael who did it?”

Alex can see the struggle Michael is going through for trying to finally say who hurt them that night.

“My dad.” Alex answers instead. “That day was when Michael and I finally got together but my monster of a father ruined it, like everything else I love and care about.”

Isobel goes quiet again as she let's this all sink in.

"I let my dad scare me away and think I needed to join the air force so I could finally win against him but I'm not going to turn into him and I'm going to fix whatever horrible legacy my family has started."

"I still need to see for myself that I can trust you but for now I'll accept this. After Liz used her serum on him, we put him back in one of our pods and we're waiting for Liz to make something less lethal and more as a sedative but will last longer than the powder. Max and I checked on him an hour ago but he had work and i'm staying at Max's."

"Ok Michael and I will head over to you. I'll call Liz and Kyle too. Try and call Max to have him come over when he can." Alex instructs as his brain starts to plan. "We all need to fill each other in and work as a collective instead of how divided and uninformed we all are."

"Okay. I can work with that. Planning a small group meeting will keep me distracted, thank you Alex. I'll see you both soon. Michael behave."

She says, sounding more like her old self, before hanging up.

"Still kind as ever. We'll head over in 10 while I call Kyle and you clean up your mess." Alex motions to the floor covered in feathers as he grabs his crutches and makes his way to the bathroom.

"If only it was the fun kind." He hears Michael wistfully sigh as Alex closes the bathroom door.

After Alex is done calling Kyle to tell him to go to Max's instead, he calls Cameron who goes to voicemail so he tries again until she picks up on the 5th ring.

“I’m out of the alien game now Alex, so unless you can excuse my charge for firing my gun in public while ‘drunk’ than-”

He snorts. “Give me 10 minutes and if you’re still in Roswell, head over to Max’s.”

There’s a pause before Cameron sighs. “Does it have to be Max’s. I finally ended things with him.”

“Good for you but I discovered some serious shit and would really like to have someone who can back me up.” Alex asks because sure he has Kyle but he needs someone that can confirm the military aspect, who understands.

“I am pretty intimidating. Fine see you in an hour.”

He grins as she hangs up on him.

Alex walks back into his room to see it feather free and Michael with a thread and needle he apparently found, sewing his pillow closed.

"I could've just bought a new one." He says as he picks out a new outfit.

"Why waste the money when I can just fix it." Michael retorts as his fingers move quick and almost nimble like to close up the hole he made. Lifting his head up he sees Alex taking his shirt off, the distraction causing him to prick his finger and he curses.

"I thought you said 10 minutes Alex, we usually last way longer than that private."

A shirt hits his face.

"If you think we're doing that anytime soon, you're dreaming cowboy."

Alex feels a tug on his jeans and throws Michael a look.

"As much as your powers used for sex would be fun, we're not jumping into sex until we've handled everything." He pauses, "And talk like adults which includes going on at least one date."

A grin spreads across his face at the groan Michael makes. He puts a clean shirt on before he shimmies then kicks off his jeans to switch them out for a pair of softer and more comfortable ones. He leans over and quickly rolls up the pant leg over his stump.

"Fine but I will continue to flirt and by continue, I mean no more holding back." Michael stands and offers Alex a hand with a bright grin on his face once Alex has pants back on.

Alex eyes the hand unsure, so used to help being seen as him being weak or as pity for the now disabled man. He's still both surprised and happy that unlike everyone else, he doesn't flat out refuse Michael. He never truly can.

Michael sighs and gently takes Alex's hand to try and lead him to the bed. "Let me help? It's not pity Alex, I know you could land me on my ass without your fancy prosthetic," he gives another light tug, with both hand and powers, "but I actually care about you and I take care of the people I care about."

They stand there, Michael patiently waiting for whatever Alex decides. Alex still hesitates before letting out a deep breathe and accepts the offer.

"You just want to look at my prosthetic again." He snarks as he sets his crutches down and sits on his bed, Michael kneeling in front of him, his grin from earlier returning as he puts his hands up in mock surrender.

"You caught me. I want to make it so that something you need to walk doesn't hurt you or doesn't look like its made by a 12 year old. Plus a little side project will keep me distracted when I might need a break from all the crazy stuff."

Alex's prosthetic and sock floats over and settles next Michael, who gives it a quick once over before he makes grabby hands at Alex's stump.

"Give it here, extra warm hands ready to do some magic." Michael wiggles them for affect but Alex gently takes a hold of Michael's left and brings it to his stump, an even softer moment than the last time, mirroring when Michael touched it as they tried to enjoy waking up together with kisses and soft touches in Michael's tiny bed.

There's intent behind it this time for Alex, what he wants to say but still struggles to find the words to voice, that he'll try and let Michael take care of him, that they both have gotten hurt by the world and still understand how cruel and unfair it can be.

Michael gently messages the scarred skin, trying to loosen the tension he feels in the muscles there.

"Why don't we get this show on the road so we can meet everyone and figure out a plan. The sooner we do that and free everyone, the sooner we can deal with everything else."

Alex hums in agreement in his state of near bliss, the persistent ache since Caulfield now dulled to something easier to ignore as Michael slips the sock on then attaches his prosthetic.

"Michael."

The hands on him freeze and Michael's gaze lifts up hesitantly to look at his own fond one, their small world in Alex's room shrinking to just them.

Like always their faces says everything but now it's not disconnected and unsure, there's no words spoken but words aren't needed.

Alex raises a hand to cup Michael's cheek, Michael instantly leaning into it and tilting his head to let his lips skim along Alex's palm.

"This is nice." Michael breathes, the warm air hitting Alex's palm tingles.

Alex let's his hand trail down to Michael's neck and guide their foreheads to press against each other, "I wouldn't mind more of this." Alex says with a smile.

He's happy. He knows Michael's happy too. This is honestly all he wants, to be happy with Michael and continue to share moments like this.

He gives them 5 more minutes before slowly pulling away. The pout Michael gives him makes him laugh.

"We have things to do." He reminds them but the soft smile Michael has while he stares at him causes his face to warm.

"What?"

Michael just gives a short head shake and stands.

"Nothing nothing…. Just realized I haven't heard your laugh for awhile. I missed it."

Alex shoves him and tries to hide how much hotter his face gets.

"Fuck you lets go. We're taking my car."

Alex puts his right shoe on carefully then shoves on his left.

Michael just slips his boots on and heads out the door but a gentle pull helps Alex onto his feet and there's a pressure that slides against his cheek almost lovingly. He actually has to take a minute before he can make it out of his room and lockup then walk over to Michael waiting for him.

Alex punches Michael in the arm before he slides into the drivers side.

Michael just grins at him.

[marcelgerard]

top 5 found families in media

rags first of all soz for taking 70 years to reply to this i literally forgot and this is hard to narrow down, also secondly this is a leading question i know you’re asking mainly about THE ORIGINALS so welcome to my ted talk it’s under the cut. for those of you who don’t want my dissertation; 

1) the originals klaus + marcel & marcel + davina

2) black sails jack + anne 

3) gossip girl blair + serena + nate + chuck 

4) elementary sherlock + joan

5) new girl nick + winston + schmidt 

honorable mention, bc who amongst us would not love to occasionally full murder our families, interview with the vampire louis + lestat 

1) the originals klaus + marcel & marcel + davina 

okay everyone shut the fuck up for a second let me get into this, the klaus and marcel dynamic really does hit me in the face every time bc klaus is basically marcel’s only family: he finds him, he saves him as a child, he names him, he raises him, he turns him, he fucking loves this kid. marcel is literally one of v few people klaus actually gives a fuck about and the parental dynamic does murder me bc it’s klaus wanting to raise him and wanting to be a good father and be the opposite of his own father BUT when it came down to it and the opera house burns down in the 1920s or whatever, klaus leaves. he runs, he never looks back because he assumed his son was dead and he never fucking went back to check. BUT their dynamic when he comes back to new orleans and sees that marcel is not only alive but thriving and ruling the city that klaus  built and left burning is so!!!! there’s literally so much shit between them but at the end of the day (or at least until elijah throws marcel off a bridge) they're still family to each other.  they go back and forth from being allies to enemies like every 10 episodes but marcel backs klaus, marcel protects the mikaelsons, marcel saves baby hope from the witches and even if he wants to kill klaus it’s DIFFERENT bc he loves him he has the fucking right to do it after everything klaus has done to him, other people (the witches, the strix, that asshole lucien) don't. they reconcile at the end of the series but the one thing that like properly actually fully broke them apart was davina’s death. which brings us to.......

marcel and davina. theirs is a slightly less complicated dynamic (yes there's manipulation and lying but this is cw show grow up) and i’m obsessed with them. marcel saves davina from being sacrificed and takes on being her father figure bc when they meet she absolutely is a child, and they connect because they’re similar and marcel sees a lot of his younger self in her. after all the witch shit is settled and she’s a lot more independent you still see that they take care of each other because who the fuck else will? they both have enemies on either side of the vampire/witch communities so even if they’re not on the same side they still have each other’s backs. marcel looks out for her no matter what, and davina’s one exception to being asked to help kill klaus is to break the sire bond so that if klaus dies marcel doesn’t die with him. and after ALL of the shit that happened between marcel and klaus, it’s davina dying as direct result of mikaelson bullshit that finally finally breaks marcel. he takes the supervampire serum, and goes absolutely apeshit to avenge her because that’s his daughter they killed. 

2) black sails jack + anne 

i don’t need to explain this everyone knows i’m right. yes? yes. i’m right. 

3) gossip girl - the original gang so blair + serena + chuck + nate 

hey siri, play frank ocean - super rich kids. god!!!! baby’s first found family i think? i love these dumb motherfuckers!!! objectively horrifying behaviour from all parties but they love each other!! non judging breakfast club!!! they're a bunch of stupid fucking kids with no one but themselves!! they raised each other they aren’t really friends with anyone else bc who the fuck else has the SHARED EXPERIENCES that they do when gossip girl starts!! where does one begin,,, all of them having serena’s back in season 1 after georgina drugs her, serena fake dating nate to cover for him as he absolutely be fucking a married woman, chuck secretly loaning money to nate’s family so nate doesn't find out he’s broke, blair and serena’s entire friendship, them collectively coming together whenever something they think is actually serious (the georgina thing, serena going missing, serena’s car accident, bart dying, blair and chuck’s car accident, that scene where the three of them are trying to get serena out of jail!!!) happens ugh i do love them i do. 

4) elementary joan + sherlock 

i am obsessed with their dynamic!!! obsessed with it!!! monsieur crumplesnatch simply does not have the RANGE!!! they’re PARTNERS, he cares about her opinion more than literally anyone else's, when he thinks joan’s in danger he goes apeshit and so does she when it’s the other way around, they co own a tortoise!! he named a new species of bee after her!! she forcibly socialises him into acting like human being sometimes, he actively tries to be more considerate, she doesn't take any of his shit and they fuckign just,,,, get each other!! purely platonically!! god the found family of it all....the dynamic is so good lads it’s so good watch elementary 

5) new girl - nick + winston + schmidt 

they’re so motherfucking stupid i am obsessed with them and their dynamic. “would you consider us adorable?” “winston, we’re adult men, we’re cute.” the entire gave me cookie/got you cookie exchange, the fucking guys night episode where nick teaches schmidt to do laundry and winston to read a ruler, the flash cut in the same episode from nick saying “what, we’re just gonna sit around and talk about love?” to them under a makeshift tent in the living room drinking sangria and crying as they all sing i wanna know what love is. stunning. 

6) honorable mention interview with the vampire louis + lestat 

are we not all craving family so badly sometimes we’d fully just turn someone into a vampire so they’re forced to stay with you literally forever?? would you not turn a child also into a vampire to force your unwilling husband to stay with the family?? wouldn't you too, burn your entire home,, simply to get away from your family?? 10/10 

[the-wayward-robot]

Sleep forever, Here With You

Pairing: Steve x Reader

Summary: Will Steve lose the love of this life when the Avengers run into a Djinn?

Warnings:  Talk of Suicide, Angst, Language

A/N: this idea came from a talk between @time-travel-bouqet and I about if we would or wouldn't stay in the Djinn's dream. This is based on a Djinn from Supernatural but I clearly took liberties to make it work for the story. Thank you for being the beta on this jov @time-travel-bouqet 

Feedback and comments are very welcomed!

As Steve slowly approaches the beautiful family home with a brightly painted front he is stunned by how real it all feels. He can feel the heat of the sun on his skin, can hear the tiny chirping of birds in the distance, can smell the magnolias planted in the flower beds at the front of the house in the gentle breeze. But none of this was real, in reality both you and him laid in Tony’s cold lab. It had taken Tony longer than they had hoped to find “African Dream Root”. None of them had ever heard of it, much less knew what a Djinn was. But once Bruce figured out what they were dealing with Tony was able to track some down, buying it from some woman named Bela. Steve had to find you quickly, with his super soldier metabolism he was gonna burn through this fast, but he couldn’t risk letting anyone else try to find you. You were the love of his life, not that he ever told you that.

Everything about this place screamed you, he loved it, he hopes when he pulls her out of this illusion he would have the guts to tell her how he felt If she would give him the chance he would rebuild this house brick by brick for her.

Steve is almost at the door when he hears the unmistakable sound of your laugh mixed with a smaller yet louder one coming from the backyard. Before Steve even realizes what he’s doing he’s running straight towards the sound. Steve stops, frozen in place by the sight before him when he rounds the corner to the backyard.

There you were, hair in a messy bun lit up by the sun, not a drop of makeup on, in a cable knit jacket over a plain white shirt and jeans. You are the absolute vision of perfection in his eyes, but that isn’t what froze him. There in your arms, you were holding and tickling a little boy who looked about 6 years old… blonde, skinny with glasses in front of a pair of familiar blue eyes… the absolute spitting image of a young pre-serum Steve.

Steve’s mind was running 1000 miles a second with questions “Was that his son?! Were you and him together in your perfect world?? Does that mean you feel the same??”

Steve was pulled out of his thoughts and had them all confirmed by a yell let out in between laughs of “DADDY!!! HHHHELP! MOMMY IS TICKLING ME!!” 

Still holding your son you start walking over towards him.

“I thought you already left to pick up Bucky and Sam for our mandatory Sunday family dinner?” He can hear the joy and laughter in your voice as you say it but Steve’s eyes were still glued to your son… his son.

Steve's eyes finally snap up to meet yours when he feels the soft touch of your palm on his cheek.

“Baby? Are you okay?” Steve’s heart melts at your words and touch. You called him baby, it was filled with such love, he never wants to hear you call him anything else for the rest of his life.

“I… I need.” Steve tries to speak but he’s so overwhelmed by everything. Your perfect fantasy life is with him. A family with him. It’s everything he has always wanted with you as well but has been to scared to say anything … how was he gonna be able to convince you this was fake? How was he gonna convince you to end your own life and come back with him? Steve then feels a smaller hand on his face wiping away tears. Steve didn’t even realize he was crying

“Daddy, why are you crying? Mommy, why is daddy crying?”

Steve pulls his son from your arms and holds him against his chest, kissing the top of his head, allowing himself this one moment, this one memory with his little boy before forcing himself to set him down. Bending down to his level Steve cups his face before saying “Buddy can you go inside and play for a minute? I need to talk to your mommy about something important.”

The little boy stares wide-eyed at Steve, not moving. about to protest until he hears you from beside him.

 “Caleb James Rogers! C’mon, get that little butt of yours inside, you heard your father!” You say in a light tone with a smile, but Steve can see the worry in your eyes. Caleb pouts as he looks up into Steve’s eyes, his own now watery.

 “Okay daddy, please don’t cry, whatever it is mommy and I will fix it. Like you always say we are a family. We fix it together.”

Steve can feel his heart shattering as he watches his son run back into the house.

“Caleb James Rogers… bet Bucky brags about that” Steve thinks out loud. 

“You know he does,baby” you say with a laugh. You wrap one of your arms around his waist, stretching up to give him a small kiss on his chin as your other hand wipes at the tears falling down his face.

“What’s going on baby? What’s wrong?”

Steve just stares into your eyes for a long minute before you pull his face down to yours in a soft short kiss. As you go to pull away Steve pulls you back to him, your body pressed against his as he slowly deepens the kiss, losing himself in it. This is everything he has ever wanted. To feel you close, to kiss you, to taste your lips, but just as quickly as it started he pulls himself away from you and blurts out.

“This isn’t real!”

Steve watches your face go from bliss to a look of pure confusion.

“Baby, what are you talking about?”

“Baby- none of this is real. You and I were on a mission. Before I knew what was happening this thing, a Djinn, put you under a spell or whatever this is. It traps you in your mind, in what your dream life would be as your body slowly rots. The only way out is for you to end it… I’m sorry ba-... but the only way is for you to kill yourself.”

“WHAT THE FUCK STEVE!?? What are you talking about!?!? What kinda sick joke is this? That’s not funny baby!” You say as you push him away from you.

“STOP! I need you to listen to me, please! I know this is hard baby but please, I need you to come back to me-us we need you… this isn’t real… as much as I-you may wish it was it’s not.”

“No, Steve! No. We’re married! We have Caleb!! We don’t… we aren’t avengers anymore, we haven’t been for years! we are happy! Why are you doing this? This isn’t funny, this isn’t like you.”

Steve shatters more and more with the weight and pain that grows with each word that comes from your mouth, your eyes glistening with unshed tears as you scan his face for any hint of lie, a crack, anything. Steve can feel as if something is starting to pull him back, he needs to convince you quickly, before he gets pulled out.

“Doll, think back. Do you remember the mission you and I did in Kansas? The abandoned warehouse? We went to check it out, we got separated and you were attacked by a thing called a Djinn. It trapped you in your mind sweetheart”

“NO!! This is real!! Our son is real!” You raise your left hand showing him the simple yet beautiful wedding ring. “THIS IS REAL STEVE!” Tears are running down both your faces now.

“When was our first kiss!? When did I first tell you I loved you?! Can you remember our wedding?! Can you remember Caleb's birth?!?”

“OF COURSE I CAN STEVE!!! I… we were... Caleb was..” You stand there staring at Steve, eyes wide with shock. You couldn’t remember any of it.

“You can’t can you?! Because this...” Steve says, raising his voice. The desperation to make you realize, to get his girl to come back, to have this life with you for real, was making him lose his normally calm demeanor. “is all fake!!! We never had a first date, kiss or I love yous! We never got married, we never had a son!!! We have never been anything more than teammates!!” 

Each word grew louder and louder as he spoke. He can see your chest twitch as his words rip through you, can visibly see your heartbreak. He realizes now how sharp and harsh his words have been, he sounds as if he doesn’t want this.

You take a few steps back on wobbly legs, Steve’s hands reach out to grab you, but you swat them away and it kills him.

“You don’t understand, baby, we haven’t had those things but I wan…” Steve is cut off when he feels little hands on his knees. Steve looks down to see your son… his son attempting to push him away from you with zero success.

“Stop hurting mommy!!!” He yells.

Before Steve has a chance to react you are scooping up your son and running you both inside, slamming and locking the door just as Steve reaches it.

He stares at you through the glass panels on your back door.

“Doll, please, I’m sorry, I know asking you to take your own life is heavy, but it’s the only way… this life…. it’s-it’s too perfect. You know better than anyone, nothing is ever perfect. You were always the one telling me that life is a pile of good and bad. There is no perfect… please we- I need you, I need you back.”

Steve pauses letting his wet eyes look into yours that were also filled with tears, worry and sadness as you clutch your son to your chest.

“I swear when you wake up from this… we’ll make this life together for real. I lov..”

Steve suddenly wakes with a start, sitting up on the small hospital bed Tony had set up for him in his lab. His eyes rush to you in a panic seeing you are still sleeping peacefully in the bed beside him.

“Tony, send me back now!”

“I can’t... we only had enough for one go, You knew this! But still, Cap had to go and play white knight!”

Steve is up and in Tony’s face in a flash, Tony doesn’t even flinch before continuing.

“I told you that you would burn through it faster than the rest of us! I get that little witch over there said only you had a chance of changing her mind, we all know about you guys being “secretly not so secretly” in love with each other but she’s also our family!! This loss it’s not just yours! If you fucked this up!” Tony pauses for a moment, closing his eyes to collect himself.

 “Bela didn’t have anymore, there’s no way she’ll be able to get more in time”

You stand there, almost as if in a trance, holding your son to your chest as you stare at the now empty space where Steve had just been. He had disappeared mid-sentence, in a blink. 

Snapping back to your reality you feel a hand on your back. You turn to see Steve, Bucky and Sam’s concerned faces watching you.

“Sweetheart, you okay?” Steve asks gently as he cups your tear-stained face in his hands. 

Bucky is by your side in flash trying to pull Caleb from your arms and into his, but your son clings to you.

“C’mon Buddy, how about Uncle Sam, you and I go play for a bit? Let mommy and daddy talk for-”

“But I gotta protect mommy! daddy was making her cry”

The men around you share looks of confusion before you move your son from you into Bucky's arms, giving your son the best fake smile you could.. 

“Sweetie go with your uncles. I’m okay, I just need to talk to your Dad for a minute.”

Bucky looks at you with concern before Sam, Caleb and he walk out to the living room, leaving you and a confused Steve behind in the kitchen.

“Doll wh-”

“Baby… when did we start dating?”

“What? Why? Doll what does that ha-”

“When did we get married? When was Caleb born?! Aren’t these things I should know and remember Steve?! Why don’t I have even the faintest clue about any of this?!”

“Stop” Steve almost growls at you, but you’re too wrapped up in your rant and confusion to register it.

“When did we even buy a house?!? The last thing I remember clearly was that mission in Kansas! Well… most of it I don’t remember us finishing that mission.  It’s from that to this, I’m just … then it’s just here with you and Caleb an-and you telling me this is fake and I gotta… to wake up and I jus...”

You are cut off by Steve’s hands firmly grabbing onto your shoulders “Stop digging and just enjoy what you were given doll” 

Your mouth hangs open in shock as the words he just said register “What do you mean what I was given?”

“Sweetheart, please, just stop digging. Let it be. This is everything you ever dreamed of...” you swear you could see his eyes glow blue for a moment  “You'll have everything you ever wanted. You’ll have Steve, the house, the life of your dreams. Your family; these avengers, will all have a peaceful, happy, full lives. You have Caleb and soon another little you running around.” He says as he lays a hand on your stomach 

“But I’ll die… this isn’t real.” You say weakly.

“But it feels real doesn’t it?” Steve says as he gently strokes your face, making your heart beat faster as he steps even closer.

“You’ll have a full and long life here, next to your Steve. You’ll be the only avenger to have such a beautiful, painless death.”

“But what about the team? They are my family and I can’t just leave them.”

“What about them sweetheart? Do you really wanna go back to that world of fighting, pain and loneliness? Do you wanna go back and watch Steve fall in love and marry someone else? Maybe it’ll be that gorgeous Sharon Carter who always has her eye on him. But not you, never you doll, you’re just his teammate and nothing more. Here you’ll always be Mrs.Rogers, you’ll have Caleb and in eight months sweet little Emma. Does it really matter if it is or isn’t real? The joy, the love that you feel is real. It all feels real doesn’t it?” Steve says as his lips gently touch yours before he deepens the kiss, wrapping his arms behind your thighs as he lifts you up onto the counter, positioning himself between your legs, not once breaking the kiss as both his and your hands start to wander, a small moan rips out of Steve and you are absolutely entranced.

“I love you, sweetheart please just stop, stay here with me.” Steve whispers out in between kisses, jolting you back to reality. You push him away and hop down from the counter before you make it two steps away his hands are on your hips pulling your back to his chest, it’s firm, warm, comforting… it feels like home. But this isn’t home, is it?

“Where are you going Doll? We were kinda in the middle of something there” Steve says with a laugh.

“I know baby, I just gotta pee.” You say, pulling away from him with your best fake laugh as you turn to give him one last kiss.

Heading toward your bedroom, you rush pass Bucky, Sam, and Caleb in the living room not once looking at them. When you get to your bedroom you go to your walk-in closet pulling your gun’s lockbox with you into the bathroom.

Sitting there on your bathroom floor, holding your gun, you wonder which is truly worse; being selfish and having this life and peaceful death or being selfless and going back to your family, the avengers and a life of fighting, pain, loss, and loneliness… a life with Steve as nothing more than a friend. You can hear your son, your sweet baby boy, and Steve banging on the door and begging you to open the door. 

It was time to decide, be selfless or selfish

[bucky-iss-bae]

Puppy Eyes (Bucky X Reader)

I don’t actually know if I’ve done a Bucky x Reader one-shot, although I’ve not done a lot at all, and need to start writing up some more to keep the content coming, but I’ve got horrible deadlines and I’m going Germany next week, so the account might be a little dead, I’ll try to still upload out there x 

Anywayyyyy.... 

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader 

Fandom: Marvel (MCU) 

Prompts/Summary: 1. He’s the opposite of friendly. He’s unfriendly. As in don’t be friends with him. 2. ‘You know you’re adorable when you’re mad’ – ‘I can literally kill you’ 3. Slow dancing   - Just following the Reader and Buckys journey. 

Warnings: A few kisses and bad words??? PURE FLUFF xoxo 

Word Count: 3400 

A/N: I hope you all enjoy this, I really enjoyed writing it and I know theres a lot that can be tweaked on, I know this because I’m still trying to improve on my writing... But I just I hope you all enjoy it because I really did. 

Masterlist  Fandom list 

Y/N and Bucky’s relationship hadn’t always been the cutest. There was a time, a year and about 6 or 7 months ago where she would irritate him to no end. It was like, a combination of Sam and Peter, but all in one person. She made him watch TV, she teased him and constantly called him a little lost puppy but became one of his best friends. She was worse than both Sam and Peter because of the feelings he had for her, how she made him feel.

When he first got introduced to Y/N she was shy, and she was quiet. She was good at her job, she kept to herself, but she had certain people she was close to, well everyone yet she was still so quiet. She hung out a lot with Bruce because of how calm she was, they had their own TV shows they’d only watch together. They would binge TV endlessly, old series, as well as new series it was their thing. 

She had similar music tastes to Sam, and whenever she got a little tipsy, even the smallest amount, she would be up there doing karaoke with him. They were awful together, but they gave everyone a good laugh, and music allows them to express themselves.

Natasha, Wanda and Y/N, they were like sisters, whenever they had girls trips, whether it's to the spa, the shooting range, or even shopping, the girls always giggled like they had little secrets, Hill often involved with these trips and in on these secrets as she was the same to them.

She was young compared to some of the Avengers, she understood what memes were and she understood Peters humour. The two of them constantly tagged one another in memes on Instagram, they almost spoke another language when around one another, and although there was an age difference between them, she still understood, apparently her having little brothers and sisters helps.

She also had a somewhat weird relationship with Vision and Scott. With Vision, she often helped him plan date nights for him and Wanda, and when it came to Scott, they again had similar levels of humour. Apparently dad jokes are the worst, but they can still make people laugh.

Thor, he could get on with anyone, and Y/N was no exception. She taught him mundane things and he always told her his most exciting stories. She got him addicted to tiny little fairy cakes. He always asked for them whenever he returned from Asgard, and seeing Thor in the kitchen, with flour all over himself made people wonder if he actually is as powerful as he says he is.

Barton had known her for years, he essentially trained her, before she was an avenger he trusted her to babysit his kids. He helped save her family and motivated her to use her unique skillset further which resulted in her joining shield before she joined the Avengers after a few missions with them.

Tony was like a father figure to her, or maybe like an uncle figure. He, the same as Clint had known her for a long time, since just after he became Iron man. Their conversations were always deep and meaningful, she made him see sense when no one else could, well until Steve could. But still, their relationship was something special.

And with Steve, he could get on with anyone, he had a soft spot for Y/N, just like everyone else has. He saw some of himself in here, especially pre-serum Rogers. Her internal strength and integrity. And they also spoke about sport a lot, she helped him get more with it in terms of the 21stcentury.

So overall Y/N was close to everyone, someone who is quiet, innocent, and capable of getting the job done. Someone who works hard, and when Y/N met Bucky. She saw someone who didn’t want to communicate with anyone other than Steve and Sam. Once the Winter Soldier was out of him he was still quiet and reserved but done well on missions.

When they were first introduced, he almost walked around with a warning sign that screamed, ‘Don’t talk to me, I’m a  brooding scary killer machine’. It didn’t intimidate her in the slightest, although Clint had made a joke the first time she met him,

“He’s the opposite of friendly Y/N. He’s unfriendly. As in don’t be friends with him”

She just looked at Clint, “He’s just acting. Look at him, he’s like... he’s like a puppy. A puppy doesn’t scream unfriendly, a puppy screams, ‘be my friend’”

Clint just rolled his eyes with a snort, “Well, just remember he’s not like everyone else”

Y/N just nodded at that staring at him, he was sat on the couch with Steve, he looked slightly uncomfortable to be surrounded by everyone, “You’re not like everyone else either Barton. No one is like anyone”  

“We’re talking about someone who’s capable of killing anyone within seconds”

“And how long does it take you to kill someone?” She asked him,

“Touché” He muttered,

Y/N just smiled in success, “It’s ok, I’ll prove you wrong, and I’ll be able to be his friend. Just give it time” She said to Clint, he just groaned in response knowing that this is Y/N, she knows her boundaries when it comes to being friends with someone. And she’s going to push those boundaries now.

It was almost like a personal mission for Y/N. She hadn’t told anyone aside from Barton her plans, and that was to become Bucky’s friend. Whether he liked it or not. She could be anyone’s friends, and he really is a lost little puppy no matter how intimidating he is.

When they first spoke she showed no fear, she didn’t have any hostility, and instead welcomed him with a warm smile, “Y/N can make anyone happy. And she knows a lot that can help us get up to date, a little less sarcastic than the kid, a little more with it when it comes to current trends” Steve explained to Bucky.

Bucky just nodded, “Nice to meet you” He grumbled, but little did he know, that was just the start. This small, innocent, and quiet Y/N was about to literally ruin his life for the better and make him believe in love again. It was going to suck, but it was going to be amazing.

It took a while for him to even remotely warm up to her. But day in day out, she just smiled greeted him and had some small talk. It got to a point where the small things made him smile, she knew his coffee order from the local Starbucks, it was a basic black coffee, but she encouraged him to try a few different ones. Each day she watched his facial expressions changed as she handed him his coffee and he drank it.

So far all the stronger ones were more to his liking, and the weaker ones, he pulled a face at but secretly preferred. It’s because he’s a little puppy who acts tough but really isn’t. Well, maybe a little. But still.

Although he didn’t show it, on the inside it made him happy, she took time out to get to know him. She also introduced her to her favourite films. And the best films... in her opinion.

“Did fetch ever become a thing?” He grimaced one day.

“As a joke, sure. But, in the film, there are so many iconic lines.” He just nodded at that, “Can we watch something that’s not as... bitchy?”

I snorted at that but put on The Godfather, Bruce had joined them at this point, handing Y/N the popcorn, and Bucky the Twizzlers. Bucky took them and stared at Bruce in shock, but instead, the three of them sat there watching the film.

Each day the two got closer, everyone noticed this and whenever Clint noticed, he would shake his head and laugh a little. Tony had told her to be careful, and everyone else was shocked at how he was so easily coming out of his shell to become friends with you.

“I promise you, this film is one of the best things ever,” She said to him,

“You said that about Toy Story. And it was great, but it made you emotionally attached to Toys Y/N. Toys!” He said putting emphasis on how he got upset because of the final scene in Toy Story Three.

Y/N just grinned, “This is different, The Lion King will warm your heart,” She said,

Bruce had scoffed at that, he never watched the film with her, it was emotional. It made grown men, women and assassins cry. It made Bucky cry.

“I’m never trusting you again” He grumbled to her as the film ended and pride rock was happy again.

She was laying down, her head in his lap, and she looked up at him. “Oh come on Bucky. It was amazing. You’ve gotta admit that. I remember when I watched this at the theatre. Ok that’s a lie, I don’t remember but I know that I was taken to watch it”

“You know Y/N, I’ve been through a very traumatic life, couldn’t we do something that’s I don’t know... less traumatic?”

Through the majority of the film, Bucky was playing with Y/Ns hair, the gesture relaxing for the both of them. Her hair was soft, and she was soft. Bucky enjoyed spending time with her because she didn’t look at him like he was broken. She looked at him with respect, she wasn’t afraid of him. And she showed him how to have fun, what the best thing to do in this day and age are.

So instead she introduced him to karaoke, Sam was the first one there with them, and Bucky was still so quiet that she had to sing his part with him. He didn’t realise when they first met that she was like this. That she was this outgoing person, especially when its only a few of them. In big groups, she’s the quietest one there, but then in smaller groups, she can be the loudest, she can have this aura around her that is happiness, that makes Bucky smile. He looks at her and he saw someone that had fought to break down his walls, this created such a close friendship between them. Steve was happy, happy to see someone so innocent and so pure teach bucky that he’s just as innocent as she is in terms of life and death. But also teaching him how to be happy again.

Their friendship developed further, but it was Bucky that took it one step further, that took them beyond friendship and instead something that no one else shared, he asked her on a date. They went to go watch a Broadway show, The Lion King to be exact. Apparently Tony helped him with the tickets, and the night was perfect,  they went for food, went to watch the show and it made Y/N realise that Bucky was different. Different to anyone she ever knew. And Bucky knew that was different than anyone he had ever know. She had hidden qualities that no dame he’d ever met in his hundred years had.

It was that night he asked her to be his girlfriend, and from then on things became so much more different. She had broken down his walls, he hadn’t ever realised he could feel this way about someone, that he could love someone the way he does Y/N. Because he loves Y/N and couldn’t imagine his life without her.

Bucky had changed overall since the two had gotten together, after being friends for 6 months, and then a couple, he got more comfortable with everyone. He expressed his feelings, he sung on his own for karaoke and he recommended movies on nights where everyone was watching films together.

The two always cuddled, if not then her head was in his lap. They showed affection in small manners that meant a lot to one another, neither of them were outgoing in big groups, they preferred to stick together.

The first time Bucky said I love you to Y/N was something she would never forget. They’d been together for 3 months approximately, Tony had thrown an extravagant party, they’d all dressed up in their best ball gowns, their best suits and tuxedos. And it was an elegant event. Bucky looked breathtaking, his beard neatly trimmed, his hair was loose, and he looked amazing. Just as Y/N had in his eyes, she left her hair natural, put on enough makeup to make it look elegant, and wearing her favourite outfit. Bucky loved her, he just knew that he loved her. She was at the bar when two arms wrapped around her waist, she felt the coolness of the metal to know it was bucky, and the way he lightly kissed her neck,

“My beautiful doll” He murmured into her ear, “Your dress looks beautiful, but it would look better on my bedroom floor”

Y/N let out a laugh at this and turned around to face him, “Well then you’ll have to woo me tonight Barnes” She replied back before kissing his lips,  

The night was as elegant as Stark could’ve hoped it would be. Everyone enjoyed it, there was no drama and towards the end of the night everyone was slow dancing,

Y/N was in Bucks' arms, the two swaying to the music, “Hey” He muttered getting her attention, she looked up at him, and the look on his face made her go weak at the knees. His eyes held so much love and emotion, it was in that moment she knew that she was so in love with this man, that she has no idea how life would be without him.

“Hey” She murmured back,

“I love you” He whispered resting his forehead against her, this caused a smile to breakout onto her lips before she kissed him, “Good” she muttered between kisses before standing back and looking into his eyes, “Because I love you too”

From there on the two often shared those words between themselves. Soon their routines became similar, they shared a room, shared the love between one another. Y/N still spent her time with the others, but she had special time for Bucky, despite how immature he could be, he still had the face of a puppy.

“You know, you’re adorable when you’re mad” She teased whilst pinching his cheek and walking around him to grab some coffee,

He had a pout on his face and looked like a kicked puppy, “I can literally kill you” He grumbled,

She let out a laugh at that, “Ok, just a warning, you’ll miss me” She said sticking her tongue out.

He sighed and still had that pout on his face, someone had eaten his favourite cereal, he didn't know how to take it. Although everyone knew it was Sam, Sam still denied it especially because he just wanted to eat.

“How about this” She started, “Let's go out for breakfast”

He immediately agreed and decided after breakfast they were going to get some more cereal from the store and they were going to hide it from Sam.

She agreed with him and went to get ready taking her mug with her, she’ll have plenty of space to drink some more.

From that morning on, at least once a month they went for breakfast, each time trying someplace new, and each time trying to make sure the place was aesthetical enough for Y/N to get a pic for the gram. Bucky was baffled but agreed and she made him her personal photographer. As someone who couldn’t use a phone, Bucky had become a pro at taking photos of Y/N, he was also a pro at having candid photos of himself being taken. She never told him, only if they were going on her Instagram she asked first. But between the two, they tried to cherish every moment.

It was a year into their relationship and on their anniversary when Bucky had to teach Steve how to take the perfect photo as he had been over the past year. Well, he started teaching him a while before, telling Tony to teach his man how to get with technology, and somehow Bucky had managed to get the perfect shot, the background all perfect, and Steve knowing when and where to take the right photo. 

Bucky spent time near the lakes creating the perfect scene for the two of them, a candlelit dinner where they would celebrate their one year anniversary for when both of their lives changed for the better.

Y/N had no clue about any of this, she wasn’t even sure what to buy Bucky for their anniversary, she had panicked and gone to Natasha and Wanda. They gave some suggestions, and eventually, she settled on a watch with the date they got together engraved on the back along with their initials.

But he, he had gone above and beyond. She was dressed in a cute outfit, not underdressed but not overdressed, he told her they were going for dinner, she was happy ,what she hadn’t expected was the walk from the compound to the river to have rose petals as a path, to get there and to see beautiful fairy lights and flowers around the beautifully lit gazebo. It was still bright outside so the light pinks of the sky,

“Bucky” She whispered, “Its beautiful,” She said turning to look at him, her heart in her throat, she felt overwhelmed with happiness,

He led the way to the table, and they both sat down and ate. They reminisced over the year, and the 6 months before they got together. How she used to tease him endlessly, how they became best friends and how they fell in love. They ate food prepared by a chef of Tony’s, and the listened to music off of their favourite soundtrack.

When the table had been cleared they stood and danced in the sunset, before he started his speech.

“Y/N” Bucky started while slowly swaying around with her,

Her head was rested on his chest and she hummed back a reply, “What's up bucky?” She murmured,

He felt like she could feel his rapid heartbeat, he had never felt so nervous in his life. Nothing had prepared him for this singular moment,

“I um...” He started, “You know I love you right?”

“Yes Bucky” She said looking up at him slightly confused to see the nerves on his face, “And you know I love you too”

He took a deep breath before standing back, he let go of her waist and dropped to one knee, as he did her hands covered her mouth when she realized what he was doing.

“When we first met Y/N, you annoyed me like no one else did, you kept on breaking down these barriers, and all I could think is how can someone this innocent and shy, create such havoc in someone's life. But it slowly made me fall in love with you, each day we spent together I learnt more and more about you. You became my best friend, someone who wasn’t afraid of me, and someone who gave me a new lease on life.

You’re it for me Y/N, and I can’t do this without you. I had a long ass speech planned, but doll, seeing you stood there, in your pretty dress, looking at me with those pretty Y/E/C eyes, I just know that I wanna spend the rest of my life with you. I want to wake up every day beside you, I want to have a family with you, a life with you Y/N. So, ‘Y/N’ ‘Y/M/N’ ‘Y/S/N’, will you marry me?” He asked showing her the beautiful ring,

As he finished speaking tears were brimming at the corner of his eyes, but YN was in full bouts of tears, and nodded, “Yes, Bucky.” She sobbed out, “Yes I will marry you. Oh my gosh, of course, Bucky” She said,

Her answer caused relief to flush across his body as he stood up and engulfed her into a hug before the two of them kissed, Bucky had forgotten that he had gotten Steve to take photos of this moment, he had forgotten the nerves he felt before, he had forgotten how long it took to plan this night, and he forgot his script, but it was all worth it to have Y/N in his arms right now as his fiancé.

“I love you so much Bucky” She whispered grabbing his face in her hands,

“I love you too Y/N” He replied back both their eyes closed and their foreheads resting against one another’s.

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The 100 - ‘What You Take With You’ Review

"Things are about to get weird."

Aren't things always getting weird??

If you showed up this week like I did thinking we were getting a filler episode, I hope you held on to your hat. We went for a ride.

The episode does remarkably well juggling multiple plot threads and character points of view. Even within each sect the performances are layered and felt on more than one front. That's not easy to do. I mean I was even starting to feel something for Josephine at one point.

Pike: "The path to the future goes through the past, Miss Blake. Psychology 101. We are what we've done and what's been done to us. I'll ask you again. Who are you now, Miss Blake? Your brother's sister or the monster who would have watched him die in this very arena?"

I really hate that she's still widely labeled by other people (brother's sister, monster, girl under the floor, Blodreina...) but the first order of business is Octavia's redemption. Not that she's redeemed herself with anyone really, but acknowledging that she wants it is at least a start. I've been looking forward to watching her let her walls down for weeks now and secretly hoping that it wasn't a sloppy after school special. I wasn't disappointed. Taking her back to the moment that she decided to kill Pike in cold-blooded revenge and not one of the 97 tragic things that happened to her was genius, if you ask me.

Pike said that we are what we've done and what's been done to us. For Octavia, killing Pike was maybe the only choice she ever made on her own. Being stuck under the floor or forced to fight to the death for your people or watching the love of your life die (just to name a few) were all traumatic events that shaped who she is, but she more or less had no wiggle room in the corners that she was backed into. Killing Pike, though, that was a calculated decision. He saved her life and fought along side her looking for his own redemption and Octavia made the decision to end his life. Going back to that moment and seeing Blodreina as Pike and Pike as Lincoln, she was able to make peace with the fact that he, Pike, was a person that (maybe) deserved to live just like Lincoln was and her mother was and she is now.

Everyone deserves a second chance and when she made the decision to take his away, that was when Blodreina was really born. When she gave into the violence and anger, that was the moment she had control over and could have made a different choice. I never liked Pike and was glad to see that mustache-twirling villain get the boot, or axe as it were, but something about that being the moment that Octavia needed to redo in her mind resonates with me. If Lincoln had shown up to whisper sweet encouragement in her ear, it wouldn't have played as well. If her mom had shown up to give her a pep talk, it wouldn't have carried the same weight. But Pike pointing out the moment she became the dictator that she never wanted to be and Octavia being able to figuratively prove that she would make a different choice was really beautiful. Love love love. You go girl.

For whatever it's worth, I was mildly thrown off for a while thinking that because Octavia lived under the floor that she wouldn't have taken earth skills with Pike so it was grating my nerves that he was being so teachery with her. Later I remembered a flashback episode where he was brushing up the OG 100 before they got shipped to the ground and felt better about it, but it's not a great sign to be distracted so easily.

The next order of business is Abby and Kane and the case of the missing bottle of ooze consciouses.

Indra: "On the Ark, you floated people for stealing food. On the ground, my people cheered as children fought to the death to lead us. Is this so much worse?" Marcus: "Yes, lives have been lost in the worshiping of false gods before, more than can be counted. But if we let it stand when we could stop it, then our new world would be no different than the one we left behind."

I love that we didn't listen to Abby and Raven whine about what a stellar moral compass Kane is just for him to show up and embrace this new body-snatcher reality. I love that he, like so many others, recognized that taking peoples lives is downright rude and unlike Gabriel and that other mechanic prime dude (Striker?), he didn't ignore his skeevy inclinations and keep his consolation body prize. More than all of that though, I was so, so happy to see Indra back with us and very happy that these two bffs got to have once last powwow. And how on point was it that she was barely fazed by yet another ridiculous turn of events. I mean she and Kane did live through cannibalism and cage-fighting to the death. I can see how this could've easily been written off as just one more atrocity on the list. Not on Kane's watch!

I appreciate that three-way conversation hammering home why they can't stand for this. Why it can't be weighed against other horrible things and why it's important to stand up now and push back. Be the good guys. Do better. Now that he's gone, though, who is going to make sure that the next thing gets addressed and not simply added to the list? I don't love the idea that everyone that puts their money where their mouth is on the moral high ground finds themselves dead. I prefer a little levity in my TV.

RIP, Kane. Again.

Josephine: "My father was a fool for letting you people stay. All that time spent building a sanctuary for the human race, and he destroys it because of the most human thing of all – love."

Was letting them stay really the big mistake here? Because my money would've been on the attempted murder of Clarke Griffin. If Russell hadn't let them stay, they would've taken Sanctum by force, right?

And while I'm harping on unreliable characters, there was the moment that Josie seemed genuinely upset at the thought of seeing Gabriel and taken aback at Bellamy's declaration to Clarke. Why? She had to wonder if Gabriel was still alive somewhere in the weird woods and Bellamy didn't say anything that he hadn't already said. And Josephine is a master manipulator.

My love for the dynamic duo that is Clarke and Bellamy knows no bounds. They were part of this episode together for such a tiny speck of time, but I still lived for it.

Solid 3 out of 4 ghosts of massacres past

Bits and pieces

Do we know what was in Octavia's green box? Any guesses?

There was something particularly heart-wrenching about Octavia being chained to the fighting pit that she created. It made me think of all the time she spent under the floor and confined to that tiny room practically chained to the wall there as well. Marie G. played it very, very well. It was my favorite choice in a very well acted scene.

Octavia had to make a choice between a red box and a green box. Red is the color of blood and violence and anger. Green is the color or nature and renewal and peace. In the pit there was a small green light surrounded by a lot of red smoky light. Blodreina has a lot of red blood on her hands. The woods have a lot of greenery going on. Was the swirly green too? Is any of this relevant? Also, do I have to start calling the swirly the anomaly?

Kane came completely full circle floating himself to save humanity. When we met him, he was mercilessly floating people – also to save the human race.

Exceptionally lovely that Indra gave Kane the SpaceKru and Grounder sendoff. Her whole thing got me in the feelings. Much more than Abby snotting on the glass. Why am I so annoyed with Abby? Even Raven is cutting her slack.

Kane: "Everything is wrong."

Kane: "I am not one of the sheep you raised to follow you into oblivion." Wow.

We're all meant to blindly accept that Kane needed to be holding the serum to get it to fly into space, right? Okay. Okay, fine.

Josephine: "I’ve been in love with Gabriel for 236 years, the last 70 of which he’s been trying to kill me. You know, relationships."

Bellamy: "When the people we care about are in trouble, then we do what has to be done."

Bellamy: "I won't let you die."

Are TPTB going to do anything with the Children of Gabriel?? They're so one-note.

Gabriel: "Things are about to get weird."

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Laure Mack

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The Secret Origin of the Doom Patrol!

Secret Origins Annual #1. September, 1987. By Paul Kupperberg, Roy Thomas, John Byrne and Ron Harris.

For the first time in over two years, Cliff Steele – the Robotman, returns to the old Midway City headquarters of the Doom Patrol. As he enters the two-story brownstone, the mansions' security systems interrogate him at length in order to determine his identity. Cliff answers a series of questions and relates the origin of the original Doom Patrol members.

The Chief The founder of the Doom Patrol was Dr. Niles Caulder. Caulder was a brilliant scientist who had been hired to develop a serum to increase a person's life span indefinitely. While working on the project, Caulder discovered that his mysterious benefactor was actually a villain named General Immortus. Caulder betrayed Immortus and as a result, the aging criminal attacked Caulder crippling him. Fearing that Immortus would never stop until he was dead, he decided to form a team of heroic misfits to fight Immortus. This team became the first incarnation of the Doom Patrol.

Elasti-Girl Rita Farr was a glamorous Hollywood actress. She was also an accomplished stuntwoman and Olympic level swimmer. During filming of one of her movies, Rita exposed herself to volcanic island gases that changed her body chemistry granting her the ability to alter her size at will. Rita joined the Doom Patrol as Elasti-Girl

Negative Man Larry Trainor was a civilian test pilot who had been hired to fly an experimental orbital fighter jet into the upper atmosphere. While piloting the jet, Larry was exposed to intense solar flare radiation. The radiation bonded Larry's body to a disembodied energy form known as the Negative Man. Caulder discovered Trainor and invited him to become a founding member of the Doom Patrol.

The Doom Patrol routinely fought a strange amalgamation of villains including the Brotherhood of Evil, the alien Garguax, the bizarre Animal-Vegetable-Mineral Man, and Caulder's nemesis – General Immortus. The Doom Patrol met their end at the hands of another foe named Captain Zahl. Zahl trapped the heroes on a small island where he blackmailed them into sacrificing their own lives to save the lives of fourteen people in a small New England fishing village.

The new team Months after the destruction of the original Doom Patrol, Dr. Will Magnus – creator of the Metal Men, discovered Cliff Steele's robotic remains. He designed a new body for him, and set him off to investigate rumors of a new Doom Patrol team.

Celsius Arani Caulder claimed that she was the wife of the late Niles Caulder. Years before the formation of the Doom Patrol, Niles traveled to Calcutta, India where he met the sickly Arani. He saved her life by giving her a sample of the Immortality Elixir he had developed for General Immortus. The elixir saved Caulder's life and stimulated her latent metahuman super powers. Arani learned that the Chief had died and sought to put together a new Doom Patrol in order to investigate the nature of his death.

Tempest Joshua Clay was a troublesome young man from Midway City. When he was eighteen-years-old, he enlisted in the Army medical corps and served during the Vietnam War. The horrors of war helped to prompt the release of his own metahuman powers and Josh soon joined the new Doom Patrol as Tempest.

Negative Woman Valentina Vostok was a Russian pilot, who had defected from the USSR aboard an experimental fighter jet. Her plane crashed down into the ocean near the same region where the first Doom Patrol had died. The energy being that once bonded to Larry Trainor freed itself and bonded with Valentina turning her into a Negative Woman.

Robotman continues to provide a detailed dossier on the Doom Patrol's history. Suddenly, government agents burst into the house and try to arrest him. Robotman easily tosses them aside and vacates the house. He learns that his old teammate, Valentina, is now working with the Federal government and has been monitoring his actions since first setting foot inside the old DP headquarters.

The Secret Origin of Captain Comet

In 1931, John and Martha Blake give birth to a son named Adam. Moments later, a comet streaks across the Midwestern sky. John jokingly comments that the comet represents a sign of good fortune. Little does he know how true his statement will become. The comet emits low-level waves of radiation, which triggers a mutagenic alteration in Adam Blake's body. As such, Adam began to develop incredible mental physical attributes as he grows.

His mental skills continue to sharpen well into his teenage years, and he develops expert talents in nearly everything he tries. By the time he reaches college, he has evolved into a physical powerhouse with telepathic and telekinetic capabilities.

At college, Adam meets a science professor named Emery Zackro. Zackro is a scientific genius who has secretly developed the world's first one-man space rocket. He tests Adam's talents at length and deduces that Adam is a mutant, born with physical and mental capabilities 100,000 years ahead of his time. He offers Adam a position as an assistant working in the science hall.

One evening, enemy agents, who had learned of Zackro's work, break into the science hall in an effort to steal the solar reducer technology. Adam fights with the men and uses his telekinetic abilities to deflect the bullets fired from their guns. Zackro eventually returns to the lab, and realizes that he must forever safeguard Adam's talents from the world, lest unscrupulous enterprising men should attempt to exploit him for their own ends.

In 1951, a global catastrophe takes place, forcing Adam to reveal himself to the public. A space-faring alien race known as the, Astur, had traveled to Earth in the hopes of terra-forming the planet, making it inhabitable for their kind. To this end, they send several large spinning tops to the planet's surface. The Astur cannot survive in an oxygen-rich environment, and the tops labor to siphon away the planet's oxygen.

Calling himself Captain Comet for the very first time, Adam dons a space suit and oxygen tank and intercepts one of the tops. He rips into the side of it and discovers that the machines are operated via remote control. He borrows Professor Zackro's spaceship, the Cometeer, and travels to the far side of Earth's moon where he discovers the Astur mother ship. On board the ship, Adam encounters a solitary alien pilot, named Harun. Like Adam, Harun possesses an advanced intellect and the two decide to settle their differences through a contest of strategy. Adam ultimately won their mental duel, and Harun takes his own life. Captain Comet finds the computer station operating the lethal tops and reverses the controls, returning all of the stolen oxygen to the planet.

Captain Comet returns to Earth and reports that the planet is now safe from the alien threat. Reports of his deeds reach every major newspaper and radio program across the globe and Captain Comet becomes an international hero.

From DC Wikia

Let’s start with Doom Patrol’s origin. I feel like it would have been better to start fresh with this team, post-crisis, but I also understand they had quite a cult following then. They were, after all, DC’s X-Men.

The story helps us figure out the new origin stories for these heroes, they do seem to have kept the previous continuity with slight changes. It is odd that John Byrne was part of this, not only because he had his hands full with two Superman titles at the time, but because he ended up rebooting the Doom Patrol 20 years later.

On the second story... it is a good origin story, but kind of places Captain Comet during the time when there were no heroes around (after the JSA and before Superman, as there was no “silver age” in this continuity). Now, I remember this character interacting with other current characters, so now I am intrigued to know if someone messed up, or if his origin was retconned by Zero Hour/Infinite Crisis.

I give the issue a score of 8.25.

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Another Stark

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A/N : So this is a request from lovely Anon, i don’t know how to reach out to you, i hope you could find this fic. It turned out to be one long ass one shot, since i’m a sucker for reader background drama so yeah.. i hope you enjoy it (Tony x Male! Brother Reader)

When Tony lost his parents he couldn’t even feel anything. Sadness, pain, regrets, all those things came to him all at once. Numb him whole, he refused to feel any of those emotions. So he shut them out, that’s why he’s numb. Trying to forget everything by partying, drinks, women, but those things could only last for a few moments. And when he’s far away from those things, all the demons of his past creeping their way to his mind. Forcing their way to make him feel them. And at these times, he could only wish for someone. Someone to hold him close, to tell him that everything is alright.

 Pepper, she’s been there with him through every sleepless night. Easing his demons away with her touch and her love for him. But that’s not enough. As hard as he denied, even with Pepper’s presence near him it still not enough. He craved for something’s different. Love, not the kind that Pepper gave him, not the kind that he gave her either. A love for people, for someone that you care more than yourself. Not the kind of love between a couple, but the kind of love you feel to your family. Pepper is his family, and all his staff he consider them as a family at some point. But that’s not enough.

 Before his parents leave their house to deliver those serums, he didn’t had a chance to tell them good bye. To hug them, to tell them I love you even if he knew that they might not comeback once they drive past the gate. It’s all because of his Dad. A few days before they decided to take the serums with them is the day when he found out. His Dad slept with one of his staff. It was a night when his mother were scheduled to came home from her trip to Paris. He was going to call his Dad and ask him if he could go with him to the airport. That’s before he reached the door of Howard’s office, and heard those sounds. Moans, panting, and profanities that spilled with their heavy breath in hushed tone. Then it all hits him, He’s Dad, even if he claim that he love his mom, still couldn’t get his hands off of another woman. And since that night, he despised his father like nobody could.

14 June 1992

 Somewhere across the country, a women is fighting to deliver her baby. The one she never thought would she keep. When she found out about it, it was three months after Howard’s death. So she did what she thought was right at that time. She left the mansion, handing Howard’s secretary her resignation paper. She couldn’t bare the thought that anyone that killed Howard could also go after his child if they found out. Even along the way in her nine months away from the Stark family, she managed to keep a track in Tony’s activity. For precaution, because she is that kind of women that always prepare everything to face the worst. She wrote everything that she know, in case someday her child ask and she can’t explain it with words.

16 years, and she was right about you would want to know the real story about your father. She just goes silent and hand you the box filled with envelopes of letters without address, just your name on it. You took the box and headed to your room. You read every single letters your mother wrote for you. Sadness, anger, guilt, you’re not even sure what kind of emotion you felt at that moment. You rushed to the living room and find your mother sat her, with her head on both palms and shoulders shaking. You kneel in front of her, and you bring her to your embrace while you both letting your tears flow. God how your mother has suffered. You’re not stupid, Stark, who’s apparently your brother has become the news since his parent’s death. Being the genius playboy philanthropist at young age he is draw all kind of attention from the world. But does he know he has a brother? Well half brother. Maybe not, because as what your mother wrote to you, she left without saying anything. But now at least this explained where you got this genius head of yours.

You never thought that finishing school earlier than any other kids in your age is a big deal. But apparently it is for Stark Industries. As a massive company that value young intellegent people, they keep a track in every single school in U.S for someone that is possibly could they recruit to their company. Well mostly they took a records of individuals like you, young, genius, and finish school early must be one of the requirement too. And that’s how Tony find out your existence. The day your file was handed to him as a possible recruit for science team has him shook. His mind went back to the day when he heard his Dad and your Mom in that office. He looked through your files and smile etched on his face. He doesn’t even realize he’s smiling until he felt his cheeks sore. Although he never expect it, but the fact that he still have someone out there that has Stark blood in them warmed his heart. That, and here he read through your files he felt proud of you. The kind of proud feeling those big brother felt when their little brother did something that is so awsome for him. Reading through your achievements, he couldn’t hold the big smile that creeping on his face.

“He has Stark in his blood after all…” He said to himself.

“Who has Stark blood in his ?” Pepper asked as she walked to his desk. She kissed him and then stand there beside him to wait for his answer.

“Would it be weird if I tell you that I have a brother ?” He asked her with one brow raised.

“What do you mean you have a brother ?” Tony then showed her your files and tell her everything happened in that night. She went silent for a long time.

“Come on say something!” Tony breaks the silence

“You want to meet him.” It’s not a question, but a statement because Pepper knows him like the back of her hand. “I’ll handle the meetings for this week but you owe me Tony” She walked to the door and before she exits Tony yelled “I Love you MIss Potts”

 When you came home that day you could’ve swear your heart is going to jump out of your chest. There, sitting on your dinning table with your mom, chatting comfortably is Tony Stark. The one that you learned as your half brother just three days before. Dumbfounded, you couldn’t find any words and just walk to your chair in that table like a robot. Sitting in front of someone that you admire secretly felt bizarre.

“Close your mouth, you’ll catch a fly” He said then chuckled

You smiled at that, and looked to your mom, then to Tony again. Somehow it doesn’t feel awkward at all, it felt like it’s normal. All this time you ate with your mother in this very table and you always feel incomplete. You always thought that it’s supposed to be your father. But now seeing Tony here, you finally realized that it is not a father figure that is missing in your life. Your mother has always been one when it’s needed. It is a brother that you’ve been longing for this whole time. When you finally came to this realization, you responded “Welcome home brother…” This earns you all the eyes in the room, your Mom that is visibly crying before she’s now sobbing again. And Tony, he smiled so wide and you can see the tears also pooling at the corner of his eyes. You spend the lunch trying to catch up on each other’s life. Mostly it’s Tony that wanted to hear your stories, what you’ve been through to be this amazing person you are.

“You finished school earlier this year, what’s your plan ? Ever considered in joining Stark Industry?” Tony asked after they finished their lunch.

“Actually when I was in high school I thought about applying to your company..” At this revelation, Tony’s eyes light up, only to be replaced by shocked expression at what he said next “But then i have this i don’t know, desire ? to serve the country.”

“No way… You’re not ! You’re coming with me to my company” He sulk like a child.

“Well you’re to late for three days brother, I just got back from special force recruitment and I’m in the program”

“No Way you’re not even 18… how could they let you in?” He whined

“I don’t know and I don’t care, but that doesn’t mean that we can’t catch up for the lost time.”

“Fair enough… how about you show me around tomorrow ? I want to know everything about you, school, friends, anything, before you go to that special force of yours and make us go Dear John.” At this you just laugh and agreeing to his request.

When you were finally finished your military education, you were sent straight to a secret operation in Middle East. A lot of things happened in the span of four years, and the best thing to you, it’s Avengers. The fact that your brother is Iron Man was surprising to anyone, you included. But what surprising more is that Tony kept his promise not to out you as his brother to the world. At first he was planning to do so, that way you wouldn’t need too join the special force program in the first place. But you refused, you told him that serving your country is a calling for you, and you wanted to give everything you have to do it. And he caved in, somehow knowing each other in such a short amount of time made you both bond faster and stronger than you could imagined.

The day when New York attack happened was the same day when you were in your mission, so you had no idea what happened back in the States. And when you finally got a contact, it’s a months later from the secret base in Tel Aviv after you finished your mission. Given the break to come home, you couldn’t wait to surprise your brother and his team of super heroes. Well, it’s mainly just a reason so you can see the legendary Captain America in person.

Avengers Tower

 If Tony isn’t a crazy rich genius billionaire, the recovery of his tower wouldn’t be this fast. It took exactly three months for his Tower could finally function like it used to be. The team were also gathered again after their vacation, minus Clint that nobody knows his whereabouts, and Thor that is in Asgard.

“Spangle you could just ask JARVIS to torn the TV on” Tony said from his seat at the corner of the common room.

“Yes… It still freaked me out to talk to someone I couldn’t see..” Steve scratched his head in embarrassment.

“Well, prepare yourself to be more surprised what Stark have in his Lab..” Natasha cut in with a mug of coffee in hand.

The banter between the ex-assasin and the spangled men were actually pretty amusing for Tony. If only his mind is there at the moment with him. But no, his mind went to all those years ago when he first met you and your mom. The day you spent together doesn’t feel like he’s trying to get to know someone. It felt just like two brothers that’ve been away from each other before they reunite. It’s funny because when he finally get to talk to you more, he saw himself in you. It’s obvious that you have Stark’s brain, even as he hate to admit it, you look way better than him. But the one that makes him grow even fonder of you was your sass. You could give him a taste of his own medicine. That’s why he loved you so much.

He’s been staring at his phone that displayed your picture, the one in your uniform right after your graduation ceremony. A week before you were sent to Middle East to lead backup team in Tel-Aviv Israel. He was sad because he didn’t get to say good bye in person to you. Knowing nothing about when will you come back because it’s classified. Well for other people it is, but nothing can stop him from making sure that he knows when will his little brother come back. He already have a party planned in his head to welcome you. He’s caught up in his head and didn’t hear that Nat have been calling him for a few times.

“Tony.. Tony! You okay ? We kinda lost you for a moment..”

“Yeah yeah…I’m fine just counting time till I could throw another party.”

“You just threw a party few months ago when this building was reopened.” Nat rised her eyebrows in amusement

“Well get used to it, in fact I could throw a party right now if I want…” He replied matter of factly.

Their interaction were cutted off by JARVIS “Sir, you have a visitor from U.S Army’s Special Force.” At this information both Nat and Steve turned at Tony with questioning look. Only to be welcomed with his shocked wide eyed expression.

“Where is he ?” His voice came out calm while his mind is going overdrive. There’s only two possibilities if someone from your commando wants to find him. It could be you, but he remembered you wanted to keep your Stark blood as a secret. Then there’s this possibility where it is one of your team mate that delivering him a very bad news that he never wanted to hear. But the fact that he knows your mission were supposed to be a year long, he couldn’t help his mind to go over the later possibility. He stand up a little bit shaky and unfocused, first time seeing Tony in this kind of state Nat and Steve decided just to follow him in silence.

The three of them reached the door of Tony’s office where JARVIS told them the visitor’s waiting. Nat and Steve could see Tony’s hand shaking as he reached for the handle and pushing the door open. As the door opened, they could see a men with his back to them. His posture was obviously a soldier’s one. Broad shoulder, fairly tall, taller than Tony but still a little bit shorter than Steve. And he wear a complete formal uniform from Army, Steve recognize it everywhere since it’s not that different from back in the days. He was about to ask who are you, but Tony breaks the silence.

“(Y/N) ? Is that you ?” Hearing Tony’s voice weavering only invite him to look at the billionaire. He never thought that he would ever witness the most miraculous thing in his live. There, Tony Stark that he know have a heart of steel, like literally, with tears streaming down his face. He was to struck to Tony’s expression to notice that by now Natasha’s face also turned into that comical slack jawed expression.

The men turned and they could’ve swore that for a flash second he looks exactly like Tony with taller frame. It was until you opened your mouth Steve and Nat completely lost their control of their face “Good to see you brother, I heard you saved the world….” Then he flashed the brightest smile they’ve ever seen.

Tony just dashed into the room and take you in bone crushing hug. Sobbing while mumbling incoherently. Again, Nat and Steve just to dumbfounded seeing Tony crying uncontrollably. It’s like seeing one of those chick flicks where the two sister has been separated for a long time then they met for the first time.

Tony pulled back still snifling “God, I thought they want to meet me to deliver your death news or something..”

You chuckled at him “I’m not that easy to get rid off, besides what makes you think that ? couldn’t you just, I don’t know figure out that it was me ?”

“Well, I did, at first. But then I remembered that you were assigned in twelve fucking months mission in Israel. So my mind drift to the worst possibility.” He confessed

“Wait…. How did you know I was assigned to Israel for twelve months?” You asked, and you could visibly saw him shifted awkwardly “God ! Tony, what I told you about hacking into my commando’s system? How if they found out?” You asked him in annoyed tone

“They wouldn’t, trust me.. but how ? Your mission plan were designed for twelve months?” He countered

“Well, because of someone like you that could possibly hack into our system, I changed the whole plan. They run a simulation then goes with mine, it’s way more efficient, and faster than what the commando made us so..” You shrugged

“You use that Stark brain of yours good.. Anyway have you eaten yet ? I have a chef from France that I hired for a week, you want a steak? Oh wait I’ll get you a steak, you love meat…” He rambled like a mother that saw their children after school.

You cleared your throat “You won’t introduce me to them?” You gestured to the pair that still has confused look on their face.

Tony looked back and drag you with him, at first you thought he was going to introduce you to your favorite heroes, but he dragged you past them, rambling that you need foods more than you need to be introduced to them. You screamed as you walked the hall “It’s honor to meet you Captain, and Black Widow you’re gorgeous I’m a fan..” Your shout were cut short when you turned the corner.

They were still trying to process what they just witnessed in silence untill Natasha speaks “So, Tony just cried..”

“He has a brother…” Steve continued

“Obviously younger one..”

“And he’s in an Army..”

“A Special force..”

“In such a young age…”

“And his rank is higher than yours..” At this, Steve whiped his head to look at Nat in shocked expresion. “What ? you didn’t see it ? He’s Colonel..” Natasha give him her Black Widow smirk

“Shit…” Steve cursed

“Language!..”

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Making a new version of my Fantasy AU post containing both the abridged version and the more detailed version, for simplicity’s sake. Abridged version can be found below, full version under the read more. See also these two posts for more details on the Creek parts.

The Elven and Human Kingdoms were in peace until the Grand Wizard King Cartman decided to invade the elves for reasons I honestly haven’t figured out myself.

The Prince of Elves Kyle managed to escape the attack with his little brother Prince Ike, his bodyguard Stan Marshwalker and the Royal Bard Jimmy.

The four took refuge in the forest and have now formed a small rebel group out to overthrow the Wizard King, also consisting of Tweek (secretly a runaway noble), Craig (adopted into a group of assassins when he was a baby), Timmy, and Dovahkiin (the Wizard King’s former chief assassin, I will always fight for the New Kid’s inclusion in fanworks).

On the Wizard King’s side is Butters, “Princess” (actually Prince) Kenny, Bebe (a traitor to the elves), Heidi, Token (the King’s very unwilling new chief assassin), Wendy (leader of a mercenary group, only on his side for money), and Scott.

The Wizard King is currently trying to negotiate an alliance with the dwarves, of which Clyde is the prince and Dougie is a prominent engineer and inventor.

Full version below.

Contrary to human popular belief, elves aren’t actually any more naturally long-lived than humans. They do, however, have access to a magical potion that can greatly slow down aging, along with other powerful magical remedies. However, since this potion requires some very rare ingredients, it’s only affordable to the royal family and their closest circle. Thus, most elves actually live lives very similar to those of the humans. Since the elves are rather reclusive and stick to their own business, the royals are the only ones the general public would even hear about, so they assume what applies to them applies to all elves.

Cartman is the Wizard King, who invaded and razed the Elven Kingdom prior to the start of the story, after he was made king. Unfortunately, I don’t have any real ideas regarding him, what life is like under his rule, or why exactly he attacked the elves. Only that there was peace between the elves and the humans before, and that he was the one who broke that peace for reasons I’m not sure of myself. Possibly to get to the magic remedies mentioned above?

Kenny is the “princess” of a matriarchal kingdom allied with the Wizard King. He’s actually a prince, but as the people wouldn’t accept being ruled by a king and his mother was too fragile health-wise to survive another pregnancy, it was decided that he would be raised as a girl instead. He lives in the Wizard King’s castle along with his handmaiden Lady Karen, who is one of the few people who know his secret. They grew so close that they decided to unofficially adopt each other as siblings.

Prince Kyle is the oldest son of Queen Sheila and King Gerald of the elves. When the Wizard King attacked his kingdom, he barely managed to escape capture along with his younger brother Prince Ike, his lifeguard and childhood friend Stan, and the Royal Bard Jimmy. He now lives in the forest with a small group of rebels, constantly moving to avoid capture and trying to collect allies wherever he can in the hope of one day ending the Wizard King’s tyranny and rebuilding his kingdom.

Stan is a human who was found abandoned in the woods by Randy and Sharon Marshwalker, an elf couple close to the royal family, as an infant. They took him in as their own and he was raised to be the crown prince’s playmate and lifeguard. He has as his battle companion a wolf-dog named Thunderbolt, whom he nicknamed Sparky.

Paladin Butters is the Wizard King’s right-hand-man, captain of the guards, and enforcer. The King manipulates him into doing his dirty work by taking advantage of his idealism and chivalry to paint his enemies as “villains” who need “smiting”. He’s also starting to grow quite a bit of affection for the beautiful foreign “princess” staying in the castle, whom he was tasked to protect whenever he is not out on missions.

Craig is the biological son of a soldier and a young, naïve priestess said soldier had an affair with on an excursion to a distant land. Said priestess was part of a bloodline said to possess a certain monster-repelling magic… When the soldier returned home, he took the baby with him so he could have a “civilized” upbringing. As you may have surmised by now, dear reader, this soldier was a bit of an asshole, and soon after he came home he found himself targeted by assassins after disgruntling the wrong people. He barely survived the first assassination attempt and gave the assassins after him the baby in return for his own life. Though they originally intended to raise him just as an apprentice, they soon came to see him as their son. Many years later, the elven prince, feeling he needed all the help he could get, used some of his last remaining resources to hire young Craig to steal and fight for him for a year. After the year was over, Craig chose to stay with the group on his own accord, as he was starting to develop a strong bond with a certain archer…

Thomas and Laura are members of a group of assassins for hire who are also trained in the arts of theft and straightforward battle. Thomas is a poisoner while his wife works with blades. As he grew older Craig decided he felt more comfortable with his mother’s way, though that’s not to say he doesn’t know a thing or two about poisons should he need to use them. They grew so fond of their new role as parents that they a few years later decided to have a biological child together. Tricia (or to call her by her code name, Ruby) prefers her father’s methods.

Tweek is the son of a pair of nobles who once got separated from the guards who were supposed to be watching him during a trip to the city when he was a child. He found himself in the poor districts and was shocked to discover how some people were suffering while he was living in luxury. Even after he was found, he never managed to put those images out of his head. Whenever he mentioned his concern to his parents, they just told him he should spend his time thinking about more important things, like the family business. As his teens began and he got more involved in the family trade, he started feeling even more ashamed when he found out his family had an indirect hand in what the people were going through. This eventually became too much for him to handle, and he started secretly making some survival equipment and an outfit modelled after the hero in one of his books. He pretended to have a picnic in the garden one day (carrying his outfit/equipment in the basket and having hidden the bow in a bush earlier) and, as soon as he was out of sight, climbed over the wall and ran away before anyone knew what was happening. After a few very tough months of learning to fend for himself in the wilderness, he started stealing from the rich and giving to the poor as a way of making up for things, staying in the shadows and trees or otherwise hiding his face to avoid being recognized whenever he robbed someone who might have seen him on social gatherings. He eventually came into contact with Prince Kyle’s rebel group and decided to give his services, figuring that it would be a good way to help people on a larger scale. In battle, he still keeps to the trees and provides his friends with support via arrows.

The Tweaks are nobles loyal to the Wizard King, and aid him by distributing a mild mind control serum that makes the people more loyal to him and less likely to rebel. They’re currently working on a new, stronger version, trying to figure out how to make it work without people losing all sense of self and capacity of advanced thought, which is rather inconvenient if there’s no-one to tell them what to do or if they’re needed for learned skills, knowledge, or art.

Jimmy was the Royal Bard at the Elven court, and one of the founding members of the rebellion. He generally prefers staying at camp keeping people’s moral up, though when he does go into battle he can use his lute to cast magical spells to aid his allies and weaken his enemies.

Token is a prince from a distant land (not to be confused with the distant land Craig’s biological mother is from. This is a different one.) trained in both stealth and medicine, working as the Wizard King’s chief assassin after the last one deserted him. However, he actually holds no loyalty towards the King whatsoever. The only reason he works for him is because his wife Princess Nichole is held hostage in the dungeons.

Clyde is the Prince of Dwarves and, as part of his royal training, follows his father to all political and diplomatic meetings to watch and learn. He finds this extremely dull. However, one day he came with to greet a diplomatic delegation there to discuss a possible alliance between the dwarves and the Wizard King. It was there he first laid eyes on Bebe of the Blood Elves, and was instantly captivated by her beauty, grace, and boobies.

Bebe is the leader of the Blood Elves, a splinter group who betrayed the Elven Kingdom and joined forces with the Wizard King, enticed by the promise of wealth of status. However, as she finds herself growing closer to the Prince of Dwarves, she starts to have second thoughts about what she really wants in life…

Wendy is the leader of the Shieldmaidens, an all-female mercenary group in the employ of the Wizard King as his elite battle forces. She once captured Stan Marshwalker, or Stan the Great as he’s more commonly known, and delivered him to the Wizard King. As she guarded him in the dungeons, the two started small-talking to pass the time, and hit it off right away. When the day he was scheduled to be executed came, they had gotten so close that Wendy got cold feet and freed him at the last minute, lying that he must have outsmarted her somehow and escaped.

Dougie is a dwarven engineer who spends much of his free time working on new inventions. During the alliance talks, he struck up a friendship with Paladin Butters and agreed to make inventions for his use exclusively, in exchange for Butters taking care of the potentially dangerous field testing.

Dovahkiin (Dovah to her friends) is the Wizard King’s former chief assassin, who deserted him after Prince Kyle managed to show her all the harm the King really does. She joined the Elven Prince instead and is now part of his “Illicit Acquisition Force” (his thieves) together with Craig and Tweek. She actually possesses an unexplored magical power, unknown even to the King, allowing her to win people’s loyalty through barely any effort of her own. Her parents smuggled her away and raised her as a boy in an attempt to fool a politically neutral group of wizards out to exploit her power for their own means. Whenever she’s part of a big job, she likes to snatch a piece of jewelry or other trinket to take with her as a trophy. She’s childhood friends with Paladin Butters and to this day he’s still the most important person in the world to her (though they have no romantic feelings for each other). She’s very reluctant to do anything that might have negative consequences for him, and wishes he could be convinced to join Prince Kyle like she was. Would probably have a lot to talk about with “Princess” Kenny, if talking was a thing she actually did. She secretly envies Tweek and Craig’s relationship and wishes she could have something like that.

Heidi is the Witch Queen, wife of the Wizard King. Before she was arranged to marry Prince Eric, as he was known then, she had a burgeoning romance with Prince Kyle, back when there was still peace between the elves and humans. He still secretly holds a candle for her. She does genuinely have feelings for the King at this point, but this is mainly because he hides the more morally black things he does, while explaining away the morally gray ones as “unfortunate necessities”.

Ike is Prince Kyle’s younger brother. He’s considered a prodigy in matters such as tactics, mathematics, and art, but couldn’t inherit the throne, being the younger heir (plus some rumors that he may not be biologically related to the royal family). Now, he’s the rebel group’s chief tactician and planner. He managed to save his favorite horse from the attack on his kingdom, and fights from its back with a lance whenever he has to get involved in battle.

Scott is the Wizard King’s Royal Keeper of the Stables, which is a fancy term for “he takes care of the animals”.

Timmy is an old friend of Jimmy, who invents new tools, weapons, and other improvements for the rebel group. He even made himself an old-timey version of a wheelchair that also functions as a miniature catapult, with which he throws spiked balls, potion bottles, and other small projectiles. He also takes care of the more basic upkeep, such as sharpening and cleaning, of the reserve weapons.

[sharmrocksims]

For the Love of Cherish

Chapter 1.6: No Pain, No Gain

I gave Brant a call the next day and luckily, Jameson had already asked if he would meet with me, so he squeezed me into his schedule that day. Brant is the most sought after trainer in Oasis Springs (good thing I am best friends with one of his favorite clients). I met up with Jameson at the gym and he introduced me to Brant.

He seemed nice enough but he made a few things very clear, “I will give you my all as long as you give me yours. You want results and it is my job to give them to you. So don’t get an attitude when I push you hard. Go hard or get out of my gym!”

He never lied; he pushed hard right out the gate. He took me way outside of my comfort zone and I guess I needed that. I had gotten so accustomed to my little dance aerobics video and morning walks that the intensity he put me through sent my body into shock. Brant had me doing workouts that I never even imagined a size 6 me doing.

Either way, I am so excited about this decision. I have been training with Brant every other day for the past two weeks now. It is astonishing how quickly my body is starting to shrink and gain definition. Oh, and I never thought I would LOVE boxing as much as I do. It makes me feel like a bad ass!

I got a call from Jameson inviting me out to happy hour tonight. I have been doing really well at limiting my alcohol consumption. Brant said that my wine and coffee were just wasted calories that I could use to fuel my body in better ways. I cut them out completely for now or should I say at least until tonight. I figure a few drinks tonight won’t hurt.

Jameson: Heyyyy there gurl!! You made it!!

Cherish: Yeah, I couldn’t find anything to wear.

Jameson: Well looks like you found a winner because that dress is smokin!!

Cherish: Umm…J, how many drinks have you had?

Jameson: A LOT, but that does not change the fact that my best friend is hot. Grayson had better appreciate all this when he gets here.

Cherish: Wait…what? You invited Grayson to. Jameson, what the hell…was this your clever attempt at a set up?

Jameson: Nah, of course not. Purely coincidental. Ok, maybe just a little.

Cherish: Damn it J!! I told you that I would ask him out when I was ready.

Jameson: Calm the fuck down Cherish. If things were left up to you, he would be waiting for eternity. Besides, he asked me about you. This guy really likes you and the least you could do is talk to him outside of work. Shit, give him a chance. Fuck that, give yourself a chance. I know you still and probably will always love Levi, I miss that shithead to, but you have to move on. He would want you to be happy. Grayson seems like a good guy and you are feelin him, aren’t you?

Cherish: (deep breath) I hate when you drink.

Jameson: Yeah you do because it is most definitely a truth serum for me. I tell it like it ‘tis baby girl (sheepish grin).

Cherish: Well I suggest you buy me a drink while I wait for “My date.”

Jameson: Ha Ha, that’s my girl.

I’ll admit the music was decent and there was no shortage of dance partners. I figured I would just enjoy myself like planned and act as if I did not know that Grayson was coming. After a few drinks, I was feeling good.

I even sat down at the piano. I have not played that much over the past few years except clowning around with Shaun at my parent’s house. That is the piano we learned how to play on. After a while, I looked up and noticed that an audience surrounded me. They all began clapping and cheering. I guess I have not lost my touch after all this time.

Akira: I had know idea that she could play like that.

Jameson: Yeah, she is amazing and a good singer to. You mean she never sang to you. She used to sing and play for Levi all of the time.

Akira: No, never. I guess I didn’t rank high enough for that honor.

Jameson: Don’t take it personal. I don’t think anyone else has either.

Cherish: You boneheads do realize that I am sitting right here, right?

Akira: (moving to the seat next to Cherish) My bad. Seriously though Cherish, you should let me take you out sometime.

Cherish: Akira, I’m not going there with you again. Our break-up was a bit messy and like you said you deserve someone that will give you her all. I don’t think that I can.

Akira: You weren’t ready then and I get that but maybe now. You know I never stop caring for you.

Cherish: I know, but I think our ship has sailed. I adore you but we need to just be friends.

Akira: (jokingly) You sure know how to cut a guy, but I respect your honesty. Well can we at least be friends with benefits (winks at her)?

Cherish: Akira! Boy bye.

It was getting late and Grayson still had not shown up. Maybe something came up or he just is not as into me as he claims. I thought about calling him but then quickly changed my mind when the image of him laying up with some other woman entered my head. Besides, I couldn’t let him know that I was secretly hoping that he would show up.

Cherish: (slurring) Looks like your boy chickened out or maybe a better offer came through.

Jameson: What? Who? Oh shit you mean Grayson. Aww damn Cherish don’t be like that. He did text me and said he was not going to make it over an hour ago. I’m sure he had a good reason.

Cherish: Hmph… yeah I’m sure. All right J my Uber is here, I’m going home. I will talk to you later. 

I could not shake the thoughts of Grayson being with someone else as I sat in the backseat of the car. I have been reluctant to go out with him because I needed to focus on myself. I kept trying to tell myself that if he really liked me then he would be there when I am ready. However, what if I am wrong and he was tired of waiting.

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[beautifulparadisefury]

another one of my ‘para tries to write at least once a day’ mini-fics. this time featuring a post-IW world where a lot of civilians and people have died, and Tony Stark has basically adopted a fuckton of kids, some teens and young adults while housing them at the avengers facility.  Post IW part 1

This is incredibly self-indulgent, and I apologize for absolutely fucking nothing. More context is that reader is training to be a nurse/doctor, and Tony has been giving space and resources to younger kids and teens who are geniuses. The reader does not like/want children, and yet, supervises them the most and is charged with keeping them. Originally, she wasn’t supposed to be moved to the facility where the younger kids and teens are, but due to time cramps and transportation issues, she’s primarily a caretaker/babysitter who is surrounded by a bunch of kids who are essentially smarter than her in areas like computer technology, biology, coding and programming, and has a hard time not being depressed by almost everything she knows being surpassed by a bunch of people less than 13/14 ish. 

Her day starts early, Ryan’s woke up in the next room over, likely from a nightmare. Her eyes snap open, and before she even really knows what she’s doing she tosses the comforter off and bolts to his room where he’s woken up other kids who start screaming (because after that battle, so many of them are easily set off by loud noises) and it’s only after the light flicks on and they recognize her, they start to calm. She has to shake Ryan a few times, and repeat her name, that their safe, that his favorite Avenger, Iron Man, is there and guarding the building that he’s safe. (Secretly, she wishes that they would just feel safe knowing that she was there, but she doesn’t feel that safe either, not after the attack on Earth, but it’s more the idea that she’s not enough that weighs her down.) She feels guilty for wishing that she could be on her own, focusing on her own survival so she wouldn’t have to deal with these kids. 

But she knows what it’s like to need someone, need support and understanding and someone to cry to so desperately, and have no answer. She knows the pain of becoming her only support, to take her emotional and mental weight on shaky legs while her psyche cracks and patch it up with nothing but the very existence of not dying. She became her own hero, and that pain was not the romanticized version of beauty books and movies like to make it out to be. She knows this pain can break a person, and can’t stand the idea of someone else going through it because she couldn’t toughen up even more. She stays in the room with all the kids, telling them stories, and ushering them to the cafeteria in pajamas for breakfast, ignoring all the stares she gets from the other SI employees and Avengers staff. 

She’s not a genius. She doesn’t have super powers. She’s not as well trained as a lot of the *basic* medical staff. She’s nothing compared to these people. She tries to ignore their looks and whispered words while trying to get some food down. Spiderman, Peter Parker, sits down at one of the tables to cheers and eager smiles. 

She picks up her mug of hot chocolate-because she fucking hates the taste of coffee no matter how much she needs the caffeine-and her half-eaten tray of biscuits and gravy, and decides to eat privately in the room she calls her own to finish her food, and if she’s lucky, she might have time for a shower *and* a nap.

*****

Tony talks to Peter, who mentions the older girl who was watching out for the kids. Tony has turned most of the backup AI’s online, and has them monitoring children all over the compount. Originally the girl that Pete talks about wasn’t supposed to be there. 

But after seeing how good she was dealing with the kids, how she never snapped at them, how she could calm their fears and bring them out of nightmares, convince them to let the med techs take blood samples, distribute vaccines and serums engineered from the first Chitauri invasion, Tony makes an active effort to keep her around but not make it seem like it. 

Peter seems to have a good opinion of her after just watching her deal with the kids, despite only talking with her two or three times. Tony decides she can stay. 

******

It’s been a long day, after the kids are all put to bed-and some of them are still up, she can hear them talking, but it’s been less than a week from the major battle and she’s still on edge herself so in this moment she figures it’s a forgiveable offense-she goes to the mess hall again. There’s no one around this time of night, (or is it early morning?) except a skeleton crew, and they don’t usually give her more than a passing glance. 

She gets a plate of mashed potatoes, which are usually well salted but she likes her food extra salty, like her personality, so as she sits down with a soda and a plate with a couple of hambuger patties and mashed potatoes, she doesn’t expect to see Tony Stark of all people sit next to her as she liberally sprinkles salt on her food. 

“You know, you’re going to give yourself high blood pressure at your age,” the billionaire says airly. 

You can’t tell if he’s being disapproving and condescending, or if he’s actually concerned while pretending to be high and mighty. And for the most part, you don’t care. But it’s his money that’s been providing food, medical care, clothes and a place to sleep, so you bite your tongue for now as you mix the pile of potatoes and salt and butter on your plate, and settle for a somewhat less scathing comment than you originally planned. 

“As opposed to high blood pressure related to my natural state of constant anxiety and hypervigilance due to that invasion last week?” You give him a once over. He’s dressed in what look like slacks and a kitten t-shirt. You guess if you have that much money you don’t have to look like it all the time. “I think I was lucky not to survive, so if I put myself in an early grave because I like my food to actually taste good, so be it.” You finish and take a bite of your food. 

“Yeah, that was some,” Stark runs his fingers through his hair, “some tough shit. And all things not said outloud, you seem to be doing alright.” Brown eyes meet yours, and you aren’t sure how to respond, but fortunately you have a bite of food in your mouth, and you have time to think of a reply.

“I pretty much only function well during emergencies,” you reply. It’s a bit more of a close to home remark than you’d like to make, but your tone is light and sarcastic, and you really hope that this dude doens’t read too much into it as you continue to eat. 

But he’s a genius, and if rumors are to be believed, has more than his fair share of mental health issues, and he *does* pick up on it, and you feel instant regret for somehow oversharing while not meaning to, because you have no idea what Stark is going to do with this information when he opens his mouth to reply.

TBC...

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