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[noturlondonboy]

No More Excuses//Katelena

Chapter 12: Haunted and Preyed Upon

Pairing: Kate Bishop x Yelena Belova

Chapter Summary: Yelena waits until Kate is asleep to go on a man hunt- literally.

A/N: hey y’all anyone else obsessed with Yelena using her assassin skills cuz me too

Chapter Warnings: violence, blood, weapons, Yelena being a Black Widow Assassin

Yelena bit back a yawn and leaned her head against the couch, eyes heavy on the sleeping form of Kate Bishop yet again. The other woman had nodded off just half an hour ago, her hand clasped with Yelena's tightly, fingers threaded together. A cramp had been building in Yelena's neck for the past ten minutes, but she didn't have the heart to move and risk waking her friend. Lucky lay beside her on the floor with his head in her lap, his legs twitching with dreams and soft puppy snuffles floating from his nose. She petted him softly, playing with his velvety ears and humming under her breath.

"Bye, bye, Miss American Pie," she sang quietly, throat raw from her lack of sleep. Yelena knew her body was beyond exhausted, but she could not find it in her to rest.

Not with that man still walking free.

Yelena sighed and rubbed away the crick in her neck slowly, shuffling to her feet and bending down to slip her hands under Kate's back. She took a moment to brace herself before scooping Kate up into her chest with her arms under the woman's shoulders and knees, bridal carrying her carefully up the stairs and into her loft bedroom. The archer grumbled quietly and nuzzled into Yelena's neck, the brush of her lips hot on the skin of her collarbones. The assassin's breath caught in her throat, and she faltered for a moment on the steps, her feet unevenly placed. Fire licked down her spine, up her neck to her cheeks, over her ears.

Fuck.

Yelena sucked in a deep lungful of air and made the rest of the way up the stairs, gingerly setting Kate down onto her own bed. The archer snuggled down into her pillows right away, her limbs sprawling out to take up as much blanket space as she could. A smile tipped itself over into the curve of Yelena's mouth, and somewhere in her gut, as she watched Kate Bishop get comfortable in her sleep, as she realized that she would do anything for her, anything in or beyond reason, she knew she was in deep shit.

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Yelena blew hot air into her hands and rubbed them together before sprinting across the rooftops of New York City, the dark, supple leather of her stealth suit silencing her footfalls as she stalked her prey. It had been almost physically painful to leave Kate back in her apartment for the second night in a row- granted, it hadn't hurt the first time, not like this. She had stayed away to spend time with her dog and let herself breathe, but this time around, she was out for blood.

And yet, and yet, and yet...

Yelena only wanted to go back to Kate.

She knew she would not touch her. She would not try to press close to her in her bed, to snuggle up with her and Lucky, to claim any semblance of that comfort for herself. She would not demand anything; she would not be selfish. Not with this. Not with Kate.

She would take care of business, and when she got back, if there was still time, she would crash back onto that ridiculously lumpy and still oh-so comfortable couch and sleep for a million years if the nightmares relented.

And then- and then...

Yelena didn't know.

Once again, not knowing was terrifying. But the prospect of Kate Bishop being there to guide her through it lessened the blow. If Kate wanted her. If Kate even let her stay. They had technically gone for drinks now; Yelena had no reason to keep bumming around. She needed a reason.

And maybe she had one.

Maybe Yelena needed Kate.

And what if Kate needed Yelena, too?

A groan broke the silence of the night, and Yelena dropped down to press herself to the cold rooftop, inching forward to peer over the lip into the alleyway below. Connor had only managed to drag himself a dozen blocks away from where he had tried to assault the two women less than two hours ago, and the sight of him struggling to limp along sent a sadistic thrill running down Yelena's spine.

She only truly enjoyed her profession outside of the chemically subjugated mind control when she was 100% sure her victim absolutely deserved to suffer.

And this man deserved to suffer.

She watched him for a moment to ensure that he had stopped to rest, taking in the pacing of his uneven breaths before shimmying down the building and dropping in front of him with hardly a sound. Her knives flew with deadly accuracy, and he was pinned down by the weapons piercing through his clothes before he could make a noise.

Yelena slammed him back into the wall with a hand pressed tightly around his throat, blood roaring in her head. "Thought you had seen the last of me, didn't you?" she seethed, eyes aglow with murderous intent. He choked and clawed at her arms, but she didn't budge an inch.

"Enjoy your last moments," Yelena hissed, a feral grin spreading over her mouth. She knew she looked insane, probably downright demonic, but the terror dripping from Connor only fueled her further, and she bathed in it. Without warning, she pulled the knives from his clothes and jumped back. "Run."

Connor scrambled to his feet and took off, his broken ankle wobbling at a disturbing angle. Yelena watched him go for a moment before whipping out her batons and following behind him at a leisurely pace, laughing loudly enough for him to hear her and therefore piss himself.

Enjoy your last moments, because I sure as hell will.

When Yelena caught him again, Connor began to scream, and she let his voice ring through the streets.

Translations: none

Kate Bishop counter: 3

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[grif-hawaiian-rolls]

something about trust

Writing below the cut!

“How… does it feel?” Locus asked haltingly. Lopez shrugged. “<Weird. But I expected that.>” Locus hummed, his brow furrowed like he was lost in thought as he scanned Lopez’s face. Lopez grabbed Locus’ wrists, bringing his hands to his throat.  “What are you--?” “<One way to test it. Take my head off.>” Locus’ eyes widened, his expression turning panicked. He tried to pull his hands away, but Lopez held him steady. “<You are the only person strong enough,>” Lopez said firmly, giving the other no room to balk any further. “<If this synthskin doesn’t fix the problem, I want to know now, not later.>” Lopez could feel the way Locus’s hands shifted, his fingers flexing as he fought some internal debate. Lopez couldn’t read his mind, but the flicker of those marble grey eyes was telling as Locus looked at his hands around Lopez’s throat, then to his face and then back again and again. “<It doesn’t hurt, if that’s what all this fuss is about.>” Not strictly true, having his head removed wasn’t exactly a pleasant feeling. But better to do it now, with some degree of control, than in the middle of a fight or an accident. The sensation of feeling everywhere his skin touched was strange though, the normally very localized sensors spread out across the surface of the synthskin. Was this how humans felt things all the time? No wonder they were so easily distracted. Neither of them moved. “You’re certain?” Locus asked finally, his voice little more than a whisper. Lopez raised an eyebrow and let himself grin just a little at being able to convey the sentiment properly. Maybe there were some advantages to the synthskin after all. “<I wouldn’t have said it if I wasn’t.>” A nod, then the pressure. Lopez knew Locus was strong, for a human, but the feeling of his hands tightening around his neck and pulling at his jaw, the base of his metal skull…  His head didn’t budge, and the pressure eased. Lopez clicked his tongue, releasing Locus’ wrists. “<Good. That is one problem fixed, at least.>”

[crescentfool]

What are your ryomina headcanons? I've loved these two since I played P3 FES, and I'm so excited to get back into the fandom^^

hi!! thank you so much for the ask, welcome back to the p3 fandom, it's always a delight to see new and old ryomina fans alike! 🥺💛💙

as for headcanons, here's a "few" i that i tend to come back to a lot! my interpretations of them are influenced from both the source material and other's fanworks, so i've linked to them as i saw fit! hcs in no particular order under the cut because oops this got long (900 word bullet point list, mentions of reload content up to 1/1)

minato's hair is dyed blue (hair originally brown, you can see it in his roots!) and he has a beauty mark on under his left eye. i like mirror imagery and there's definitely a few arts i've rb'd that portray them this way :) (e.g. this one by feliichu and this one by marasschino)

as far as i'm concerned the bathhouse scene from the manga where ryoji's hair down = similar shape to minato? that is canon to me. this art from xierru is a fun depiction of hair down ryoji :D

ryoji is homeless. everyone say thank you foxmulder_whereartthou for this awesome fic it's why i have the headcanon! but like seriously. we have no idea where ryoji lives and i could believe this.

minato dying at the end of the game is sad to an outsider's POV BUT!!! ryomina gets to be together in death for the rest of their lives (this illustration from mafuwara is a gorgeous representation of them as nyx avatar + the seal)!

speaking of the seal, they are like telepathically communicating to me in the great seal together. (mymp3 had a comic wip with this. give it a looksie :D)

ryoji likes cuddling with minato because he's warm :) (something something orpheus has fire affinity, minato is warm by extension and ryoji is cold because he's death)

ryoji's camera roll is filled with pictures of minato! ryoji... loves life, to me. and i feel that photography and journaling are perfect ways of expressing gratitude and capturing the moments in life that are most important to you :3

my other favorite activity for these two is stargazing- i feel like it's something they could appreciate either in life or death (looking at the stars from the great seal...)! they do a bit of this in the fic eurydice's vow by crescentmoontea (P5R spoilers, takes place in third sem it's a very fun fic concept).

between ryoji and minato i feel like ryoji was the one who fell in love first- and it doesn't really click in place for minato that he loves ryoji until december hits (appriser reveal + ryoji transforming into thanatos). its about the realization that ryoji was with him for his whole life and that he gets him like no one else does.

ryoji is like a sad and wet puppy who is so scared minato won't like him back. he is so scared of being rejected by minato to me like. this boy straight up deflates after he does his "i know i said i wanted us to be friends, but... i actually want to be something more." / "what about you?" on 12/1 ???

AND SPEAKING of wet puppy ryoji. ryoji is like. every animal in the world to me. he's a bird. he's a cat. etc. and also ryoji knows every language in the world ever and uses it to express his love for minato. see this fic from superheroics to see what i mean.

both of them are lactose intolerant. "this isn't lactose, it's milk!" i definitely think ryoji would make himself sick eating ice cream and milk he doesn't know what lactose is. (i made a silly poll about this once and the tags were very entertaining.)

i see minato as transmasc or nonbinary depending on the day (schrodinger's headcanons babey they're simultaneously true and not true at the same time!!). either way he's not cis to me and ryoji is like. His Gender. anyway go read this fic by nail_gun for t4t ryomina :D !

ryomina are WEIRD GUYS TO ME!!! they are so strange and they understand each other better than anyone else because of the circumstances of their relationship!!! if you asked them to do the "i wonder what i taste like" meme i think they'd start biting each other (affectionate) tbh but that's just me.

after ryoji gives minato the music box in 12/31 on reload, minato listens to the music box every night in january. this boy has insomnia and also chronic illness to me (things that housing death does to you). but i think he finds comfort in the melody and memories he made with ryoji.

in general, i think it's fun to imagine minato taking ryoji to places and show him things he's interested in! i feel that ryoji takes a lot of interest in minato's life, this isn't really a hc because in reload, minato DOES give ryoji a tour of the school (11/9) and possibly port island (11/12). but ITS CUTE OK! (tangentially related fanwork: this series of doodles from vinnigami: 1, 2, and 3)

not a hc but minato's kindness is like the backbone of their relationship and i think we would not have the ryomina we know and love today if minato wasn't such a kind soul. oh minato.... we can learn so much from you... like ryoji did!

anyway! that's all the hcs that i could think of, thank you for the ask! i had a lot of fun answering this, these two mean a lot to me 💛💙

i hope you don't mind the links to the fanart and fanfic as well, the fanwork people have made for ryomina have really made an imprint on me! if you want to see more of them, i definitely recommend looking through my tag for them because oh. i got a lot of them reblogged alright 😂 (<- SOOO NORMAL)

[1tsjusty0u]

reading botw purahs diary and going WHAT?????? once again

[ryusei-yellow]

smth smth aroace kanata:” chiaki what is “romance”? is this something i amsupposed to feel as a human?” chiaki: “oh! i can tell you about it >:D” <- also aroace. has no idea what the fuck he’s talking about.

[nguyenfinity]

Various rinkys from the week (context below)

1: “Rinky kiss but kohaku and himeru are in the back staring at them like the homophobic dog“ -cookie

2: rinniki with instruments, rinne knows how to play guitar probably (thanks noya)

3-5: stargazing date hdhfjhsskdjhjks

They're out stargazing but Rinne's not even actually looking at the stars at one point, he's just watching Niki stare at the sky and being fascinated with the stars

6: soop (soup scene from HeartBeat Revival)

[skyward-floored]

You don't have to publish this, but I was wondering for an upcoming chapter of your incredibles AU, if we could have a happy Hyrule chapter? My heart is bleeding dry from all the angst my poor boy is going through. He is with an amazing and wonderful family! He needs to smile, please! I'm willing to wait however long it takes, so no rush! Thank you!

Absolutely, lovely anon! I hadn’t realized until now that he really hasn’t had much fluff (like... at all. Oh dear.), so I sat down to fix that real quick since I had a moment. Hope this is good :)

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"...and the princess and the hero finally defeated the demon after the long fight, and were reunited once more. The End."

Legend finished the story with a flourish, and Twilight looked over at Hyrule, who was still stubbornly awake where he was leaning on Legend's arm. He blinked as he realized the story was done, and looked over at Twilight with hope in his eyes.

“Can we read another one?" Hyrule asked sleepily, stifling a yawn.

"I don’t know... It's getting late, and Dad'll probably come in here and tell you to go back to your room to sleep soon," Twilight said, and Hyrule let out a small aww. Twilight looked down at him, curled up between him and Legend, and sighed, knowing he would regret what he was about to say come morning. "Well... maybe we could read a short one."

Hyrule perked up, and smiled happily as Legend began flipping through the book again.

“Alright, what do we want this time?” Legend said, eyes flicking across the pages. “Have we read you the Tale of the Helmarock King yet?"

"That one's too long," Twilight said with a shake of his head, and Legend nodded and flipped around a little.

"Okay... how about the Boy and the Moon?"

"Too scary for before bed," Twilight said quickly, and Legend rolled his eyes as Twilight took the book out of his hands. “Here, I’ll find one.”

"Party-pooper."

"Maybe do the one with the nice monster that lives in the bushes?" Hyrule said shyly, and Twilight nodded, turning to the page with well-practiced fingers.

“Good choice. Wild likes that one too,” Twilight said approvingly, and looked down at where Wild was sprawled on his lap, quietly snoring. He’d conked out before they’d even gotten through the first story that night.

“It’s good,” Hyrule said happily, and rested his head on Legend’s shoulder as Twilight cleared his throat and began to read.

"The Friendly Moblin. Once upon a time, in the kingdom of old, there lived many monsters, who lived under the reign of the evil king of darkness, Ganon,” Twilight began, raising and lowering his voice dramatically. “Some monsters were mostly harmless, like the little keese that swooped at people's heads, or the gels that slipped and stuck to boots. But others, like the mighty Lynels, or fearsome Moblins, were to always be steered clear of. Except for one..."

Twilight watched as Hyrule's eyes drooped more the longer he read the tale, blinking more and more tiredly. Legend noticed as well, and he tugged the blanket they were under up some more, Hyrule's eyes finally slipping closed.

Twilight found his own eyes drooping as he read, and even Legend’s head started to nod. It was cozy on the bed, Legend sitting next to him, Hyrule squashed in between, Wild curled up with a blanket on his lap. At some point, Twilight realized he was the only one still awake, and he stopped reading, smiling at the pile of brothers on his bed.

Hyrule’s head slipped down to land on Wild’s arm, but their brother didn’t seem to notice at all, merely letting out another snore.

Twilight stifled a laugh, and squirmed a little so he was in a better position to sleep for the night. He really should wake Hyrule up, and get him and Legend to go back to their own beds for the night, but... Hyrule looked so content squished in between them, a faint smile on his face, and Twilight decided it wasn’t necessary.

He’d regret it in the morning when Legend’s foot would inexplicably be in his face, but for now... it was worth it.

“Twi..?”

Twilight blinked his eyes open, and looked down at Hyrule, who was looking at him with a tired, but happy, face.

“Thanks for reading,” he said sleepily, and Twilight nodded, gently ruffling his hair.

“‘Course Hyrule. Now go back to sleep, it’s late. We’ll read you some more tomorrow.”

Hyrule sighed contentedly, and closed his eyes again, that same smile on his lips. Twilight watched him for a minute, then closed his own eyes, thinking about how a few months ago, Hyrule never would have been willing to curl up with them all like this. The show of trust wasn’t lost on Twilight, and it made him feel even warmer.

“Sleep tight, Roolie,” he whispered, and Hyrule’s smile seemed to grow just a bit.

[dootznbootz]

I feel kind of bad about that post I made talking about how Odysseus would never sacrifice his family to save his own skin while I didn't give a name, I hope that person doesn't feel bad or that they get hate. As I don't want to gatekeep someone's interpretation of the Odyssey but also...while I guess you could claim that he would do that, there's so much MORE evidence as to how he would literally rather be stabbed than see his wife and son have even a splinter

Her rejecting him at first put him in a bad position. Honestly, in an alternate universe, where she didn't accept him or trick him that night, I think the poor guy would've cried himself to sleep again in that separate cot. He'd probably cry to Athena and ask if he did something wrong.

It would probably be an "awkward morning" of Odysseus and Penelope silently doing their things (not bringing up suitors' parents right now. And Odysseus would probably tell Telemachus to not say anything stupid.) and eventually, everything would bubble up out of Odysseus and honestly, I could see him straight up begging her to accept him. Not even caring about how he appeared to others.

Honestly, if she DID take a lover in that time...I think he'd either accept it and just...wander? Around Ithaca as a beggar as he doesn't want to be away from them but if they won't accept him, what else can he do? OR if she had another lover, (War flashback of the shitty retelling where Penelope has an affair) he'd probably kill the lover as let's be honest, Odysseus is basically a Yandere, to put it simply. Touch the wife, you get the knife.

And yeah, he doesn't JUST want his family.

"Oh, he wants to not be in constant danger."

"He just wants to go back to Ithaca."

"He wants to be king again."

Boy howdy, he sure does!!! But if, for example, Penelope and Telemachus for some reason moved to somewhere else? IDK, AU where they permanently moved to Sparta, hanging with Helen and Menelaus, and she didn't remarry or something. He'd be like "Shit, okay, BRB." And go to them. He'd probably have them all go back to Ithaca but still, THEY ARE HIS HOME. They make Ithaca home. Any place is home as long as he has them.

Despite having the opportunity to wed the most beautiful woman in the world, he took the Oath so then he could marry Penelope. And even then, it wasn't "for sure" as he had to race her dad. He did so much simply to have the CHANCE to marry her even though he probably wasn't planning on getting married as he brought no gifts. And he did so much so then he wouldn't have to leave the life they had built together and their young baby.

He could've had ANYONE. Went ANYWHERE. Did ANYTHING and he still wanted THEM.

Like??? Holy shit. This guy would do ANYTHING for them. I mean that's kind of why he's considered to be so "scummy" in how ride or die he is for them and basically a bitch to everyone else. That's what makes him SO different from many of his peers.

Person: Would you rather have your family- Odysseus: Family, always. Person: I didn't even say it yet- Odysseus: I don't fucking care. Always family. Person: Even if it meant you got immortality and a hot goddess for a wife? Odysseus: You act like that's a good thing? That was literally torture. Fuck you. I already have a hot Water Wife™ that I get the privilege to drown in every day. She gave me a wonderful Water Son™ who is the light of my eyes and who I am more proud to be the father of than I am of being the son of an Argonaut Person: Even if I give you a million dollars? Odysseus, acting nonchalant while Penelope picks the person's pockets: As if we can't get that on our own. Person: You'd die? Odysseus: I'll set myself on fire if I have to. Person: ...Okay, new question. Would you rather lose your family- Odysseus: The other option. Always. Person: Even torture? Odysseus: I never said I would like it, just that I would do it. Person: Even yeet a baby?! Odysseus: I'll punt the baby if I have to. It's not like I wanna but I gotta do what I gotta do.

And so on and so forth. You GET IT.

[ringosmistress]

HENLO AMORE MIO <333 I COME BEARING FANTASTIC!!! NEWS!!!!!

i have FINALLY been freed from the shackles of exams and revision!!!!!! WE ARE SOOOO BACK

thank you for being the MOST supportive and motivating wife because honestly WHAT WOULD I DO WITHOUT YOU???? :’)))

me rn ⬇️

YAYA!! MORE TIME TOGETHER NOW WOHOO ٩(^ᗜ^ )و ´- ✺◟( ᐛ )◞✺

Being your wife is the greatest achieve I possibly could have!! It's been an honor supporting you (￣^￣ )ゞ AND I WILL CONTINUE TO DO SO FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE ‼️

Lovingly waiting for you now!! Me ⬇️

(But yeah, genuinely happy for you, my ladybug!!)

[lilium-in-blue]

"this website is falling apart" said by people who weren't even here yet when pictures on mobile were just shitty gradients

[ragedagainst]

i've decided to add an additional arc to jyn's modern verse and that's her post-scarif/post-fbi arc !! essentially, her work with the fbi will build up to a "scarif-like event" and her work will be invaluable to stopping some sort of modern death star from destroying the earth (etc. etc.) as a result, she's released from her contract and free to do as she pleases ( with many of her major criminal charges released ). after a short period to settle herself, she decides to get her ged ( high school diploma test ) and then goes to university to study computer science.

for people i've been writing with in jyn's modern verse for awhile, we can slowly shift into this post-fbi verse ( and prepare for a scarif event hehe ). for newcomers, i'll default to her regular modern verse unless we've specifically plotted to start in the second arc !!

[detectivehole]

some images of my favorite line of Lupin III plush toys, 33cm by Bandai (x)

these images are notable because it features a green jacket lupin, which ive never seen before! typically, when looking at lupins from this line, hes sporting a red jacket look, like below

(x)

edit: jigen's hat band is different too! whatever these ones are from specifically, its a different release than normal

[a-concert-just-for-me]

Baby’s first edible [quest completed]

[tmos-time]

HELLO COOPER THE GREAT HOW ARE WE DOING THIS FINE SPOT ON THE TIMELINE

You wouldn't happen to have an hcs about Eridan or Sollux pertaining specifically to their relationships/relations with their dancestors would you?

oh well CLEARLY im doing just great!! (<- just woke up early from a weird stress dream about BMO and animal crossing? i think? LMAO)

oooh! admittedly i dont have much about sollux and mituna's dynamic that hasnt been explored before, they're just 'interact well enough together even if sollux has internalized ableism about mitunas situation at times' sort of shtick to me lol; 👏 eridan and cronus however!

as much as i dont typically enjoy cronus on the average day due to his canon smarmy nature, his fanon potential for that generic older brother dynamic with eridan is always pretty fun; they're scallywags, they're rascals, they hang out together to play cronus's greaser music and make a shitty cake or something while telling stupid jokes and comments; they bond about feeling othered if you let cronus have that jab at otherkin hussie threw in the comic as a genuine trait; eridan occasionally calls himself 'danny' when talking about himself because he appreciates the familial context cronus uses it; its surprisingly average considering the two sea shitheads involved LMAO

[defensivelee]

IT IS THE NEW YEAR....

and i am spending it writing the most degenerate loser shit, and i will spend the rest of 2024 doing the same <3 thank u all for putting up with it

[shevr]

your comics are wonderful and they ABSOLUTELY DO NOT deserve hate!! every time I see them, they brighten up my day and remind me that I'm not alone in my feelings

im toolld they're appreciated and i'm glad they are, i guess this is more just an "is this all i am is this all i can do" moment kindof in a rhetorical sense because i'm already mostly convinced that yeah i don't really have anything more to say

if that's wrong then i'm still just kindof in a place where it's hard to even imagine it could be different