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As Foretold, So Below chapter 1, Suenfield's Son, part 8.

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Wildcats (part XIV)

XIV. Alexandria

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Summary: Those weeks in the road had made you… weary

Pairing: Daryl Dixon x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Zombie apocalypse AU, living dead, zombies, guts, blood, guns, injures, cannibalism, plots, might miss some warnings, in the case of this fic I MIGHT MISS SOME BIG WARNINGS, but you know what this is about, immaright?

+18, MINORS DNI

Notes: Here it comessss muahahaha, I might delete the slowburn tag, I’m not gonna lie I want them to get frisky already… but I’m not gonna do that yet. I love this fic, and i can’t wait for you to read what comes next, I’m super hyped… hejehe

“Do you really need to record this?”, nothing against it, you were just not so camera friendly, you believed, “yes? alright then”, you smiled nervously at the nice looking woman, you took a quick look over yourself and realized you were really dirty

“Why don’t you take a seat?”, she asked gently, you looked at the chair nervously

“I don’t want to ruin your upholstery”, you said with a chuckle

“I’m sure it will be fine”, she said kindly. You only nodded, and sat in the comfortable chair

This was surreal.

You looked all around, it was a nice house, a nice living room

“I love that Le Corbusier print”, you said softly, pointing to the wall behind her

“You know your architects”, she said softly

“I’m trained as a designer”, you muttered

“You know, my husband is an architect, I think the both of you, together, can make great things”, you smiled, excitedly

“I would love that”. you said, as was the reason you became a designer in the first place. But then her face got serious

“Maybe I’m getting ahead of myself… but I do get very excited sometimes”, she said gently, you smiled at her some more, much more that your cheeks started to hurt, “You.. don’t look like you would survive out there”, what was it? she was like the third person to say this to you, “how did you meet the rest of the group?”

“I found Carl while we were scavenging the same house”, you said softly, “he brought me in to Rick and Michonne”, you said with a soft smile

“And before that?”, she asked

“I was alone”, that seem to truly surprise her

“Alone out there?”

“Yeah”, you whispered.

“Tell me, what do you want from this place? Do you want to stay?”, she asked seriously

“I just want my family to be safe”, you assured her, “I feel like… I’m a fish out of the water right now, but I think… we can make it work”

“It sounds like all or nothing”, she said, her eyes were a bit unsettling to you, she seemed like she could see into your very soul

“Well, if one of us doesn’t…”make it” I want to believe, none of us will”, you said, she frowned, truly interested, “we are a package deal”, you assured her.

“It’s incredible to me how many people, so different, could form this…”

“Family”, you completed, she smiled, “we were sort of… compelled to come together”, you said, “for survival, but… we formed a type of bond… a bond of survival”, you said with a nervous smile, but she seemed to read your thoughts

“You seem concerned”, she stared

“I’m scared this isn’t… going to be a good fit”, you confessed, frowning

“Why?”

“We have been out there too long”, you said, “the things we have done… the things we have seen”, your eyes filled with tears, “There might be humans out there, but humanity… humanity is gone”

You took a long breath when you got out of Deanna’s home, they were waiting for you, except Rick and Carl, who had been the first ones to go, behind you went Glenn

“Are ya’ alright?”, asked Daryl, you nodded

“Sure”, you said with a smile.

You didn’t know what to feel, when the gates opened and… you saw houses, big houses, gardens, greenery, life… children playing, pets being walked… you couldn’t believe what you were seeing. It seemed nothing had gone wrong here at all, it was some sort of dream. 

You had surrendered your weapons to a nice looking woman with a cart, you had watched Carol fumble with the strap of her rifle, and smiling kindly at everybody, you didn’t know what she was playing at, but it made you a bit scared.

“Stay close”, Daryl whispered to you, he looked everywhere, like snipers were going to pop up and blow your brains out… well… like in Terminus really.

You looked at him and nodded

“What did you talk about?”, asked Carol, “what did she asked you?”, you only looked back at her

“That’s cheating”, you mocked, but you could tell she was not in the mood to joke around, but since there were other people around, she smiled

They were eighteen of you, so the interviews took time, a bunch, as you were ready with yours, they “let you go”, but still, as Daryl has suggested, you didn’t go very far, even though Aaron had offered to take you to your new home.

Your new home

They gave you two of them

They were big.

You walked towards the houses, and you saw Daryl, talking to Rick and Carol

“They took our weapons and now they are splitting us up”, said RIck, “we will all stay in the same house tonight”

“Hey”, you greeted with a soft smile, but you whistled loudly when you saw Rick, “damn Rick!”, he sighed with a grin, “looking good!”

“Thank you”, he said with an amused grin

“I will catcall you when I see you walking down the street”

“No you won’t”, you giggled still, “Did they give you a job?”, he asked

“Yes”, you said excitedly, “I will be working with Deanna’s husband in “developings”, isn’t that cool?”, you asked, “I will be making blueprints and designing things again!”, you said, you were extremely excited. But Daryl and Carol where looking at you with weird looks on their faces

 “You will do great…”, you could tell they were talking something serious before you interrupted, “we will sleep together today”, said Rick, “in the biggest one”

“Fine”, you said with a big smile, “a nice pajama party or something”, you have been having “slumber parties” with your family since you met them, but this is not the point

You entered the house like it might be filled with walkers, slowly and carefully.

It was a beautiful house, very nice, well lit, well, decorated, it was surreal. Not even “in the real world”, you could have lived in something like this, it was insane… There was a freaking washing machine! FOR YOUR DIRTY CLOTHES! it was bananas! you’d believe you were going to cry or something, of pure excitement. 

And then came this gut wrenching feeling… as something wasn’t right… As… what happened if something went wrong? What would happen if it didn’t work out?, you walked towards the bathroom, thinking about taking a shower, and in a long, decorative bench along the corridor, you saw a pile of various clothes, which you gathered, they left for you to find, luckily, you found quickly a good pair of jeans and a long sleeve shirt, on your size, so you grabbed them quickly, there was even brand new underwear in various sizes, and this is when you shed a couple of tears. You couldn’t believe this, it was everything you ahd hoped for and even more.

Even if it didn’t work out, at least they couldn’t take this away from you. This clothes, and the bath you were going to take

There was freaking SHAMPOO AND CONDITIONER IN THE BATHROOM

And “homemade” soap, like exfoliating, lavender and oat milk or something soap, that smelled so delicious you wanted to eat it. 

When you walked out of the bathroom, your entire family was already there, making themselves comfortable in the living room, Beth was actually cooking alongside Carol for the lot of you, and you smiled.

This was so… comforting… so beautiful, it’s like you were a real family. 

You finally saw them staring, and you smiled at them, with your new clean clothes, and your fresh face. 

“And this is how a look all cleaned up, very nice to officially meet you all”, you said comically, and to your relief, they did laugh when you made a 360 degrees turn so they could see the length of your cleanness 

“You clean up nice”, said Michonne by your side

“You tooi”, you said with a wide smile, wrapping one of your arms around her. and she did the same around your shoulders. “I brushed my teeth for like an hour!”, you giggled

“Mee too!”, she said back 

The one person you wanted to look at you the most, just glanced at you and then kept looking at the window. Daryl was always going to be on watch, you believed, especially now, in this new place.

Deanna appeared at the door with a soft knock, her presence being known by the small windows at the door

“Rick I… wow”, as everybody, she was impressed, “I didn’t know what was under there”, you discovered that Rick was quite handsome under all the hair and guts, “sorry to interrupt, I just wanted to stop by and see how you were all settling”, she said looking around, finding all of you there in the livingroom. “Oh my, staying together, smart”

“Nobody said we couldn’t”, defended Rick

“You said you were a family, that’s what you said”, she said with a smile, “it’s absolutely amazing to me how people, with completely different backgrounds and nothing in common can become that, don’t you think?”, she asked

“Everybody said you have gave them jobs”, said Rick

“Yeah, part of this place, looks like the communists won after all”, she said with a chuckle

“You didn’t give me one”, he said

“I have, just haven’t told you yet”, she said, she was so nice it was kinda creepy, “same with Michonne, I’m closing in on something for Sasha, and I haven’t figured out Mr Dixon yet, but I will”, Daryl barely look at her, to keep gazing through the window. “Good night”, she left quickly after.

You looked at the corner of the room and you almost cried when you saw a little crib, just for Judith. You didn’t want to get your hopes up, really, but… you couldn’t lose this. For Carl and Judith, you had to make it work for them

Maggie seemed to read your thoughts, as she squeezed your shoulders with a soft smile.

You found your corner, and you went to sleep for the first time, you slept peacefully, and for more than eight hours straight. 

You couldn’t believe you got to start your day with a shower, like the days of old. And you also couldn’t believe, as your hip felt really weird, when you didn’t put the holdster back on your belt. You felt like you were naked, like something was missing without your weapon, you even thought about grabbing your ax, but then thought better of it. It was not a good idea. 

With that nice soap in the shower.

With clean clothes

you took a deep breath as you left the house, not even a glimpse of the smell of rot, death and blood, which you had grown accustomed to.

You found Daryl seated on the porch, everybody had already left

“You don’t want to see what this place is about?”, you asked him softly

“Nah”, he answered simply, you barely nodded, and walked away, you were curious, and as such, also because of your instincts, you wanted to check the whole place, take mental notes of the weak spots, not even for security, but to have in mind in case you needed to make a run for it. Also, of all the houses

Everybody greeted you, or waved, your face got tired of smiling so much.

But the community was gorgeous, they even had a small pond, connecting a river through it, and many green spaces where you could plant, or keep animals, and beautiful houses, of all kinds and styles.

This was like those houses you found, but ten times better, with a big fence, and solar panels… If you still had your phone, you might even be able to charge it, but you didn’t, not anymore

You chuckled to yourself when you actually threw it at a walker and you managed to make a dent in his rotting skull.

Good times in Atlanta…

From Atlanta to here… seemed like a lifetime ago right now

You spend the day alone, you were good at being unnoticed, so that’s what you did, you sat on clean grass, touched clean water, you enjoyed the soft sun�� for the first time in years, you could enjoy being on the outside, safely, not worrying about walkers coming at you.

You didn’t even notice when the sun started to hide, and you returned to the house (you got lost actually, somebody had to give you directions), this place was huge!

Tonight, most of you had jobs, and you were excited to share with the group, apparently, Noah, Tara, and Glenn were going to go on runs, Maggie and Tyresse were going to work with Deanna, Carol was going to cook for people who couldn't, Beth was going to work in the infirmary, Abraham in construction, Eugene was going to work with an engineer, in another stage of your same group “developments”, so was Rosita. Gabriel was minding the church of course. 

She hadn't give jobs to neither Rick, Michonne, Sasha or Daryl, the last one concerned you 

He seemed weary. You saw the rest of the group joining into the community, even Carl had a little group of friends now, but not him, he barely left the house. 

He watched you, as he did before, but this time, stood in the sideline, didn’t mutter a word, didn’t even try to approach you at night, and Rick seemed… also weary, as he should be, given everything that happened.

And even though you got a job you might enjoy, and found peace in the community today… that bitter feeling was still installed in your belly, turning it to knots, you didn’t know what it was.

Tonight, you felt Daryl’s absence by your side, you didn’t like it, you had grown accustomed to having him near, especially at night time, and now he was guarding that baywindow like a guard dog.

You got out of the house the next morning at the same time Carol was talking to Daryl on the porch, but she went down the stairs and started walking away.

Carol was behaving weirdly, dressing all nice, and smiling a lot, you didn’t know if she was just… adapting extremely well, something that she had hid from you, or rather, if she was acting because she didn't trust anybody. 

“I’m gonna hose you down in your sleep”, she said quickly as she walked away

“You look ridiculous!”, he yelled back, he then looked at you and smiled

“Is it weird that I’m even more afraid of Carol now?”, you asked as you watched her walking away. Daryl chuckled

“You’r afraid of Carol?”, you looked back at him with a frown

“Damn right I am”, you said with all the certainty in the world, he chuckled some more. He watched you with curiosity, “I have a meeting with Deanna’s husband, Reg”, you said softly. 

“Good luck”, he said, now uninterested, fixing his crossbow

“Thanks”, you smiled at him, even though he didn’t see it, “see you later”, but he didn't acknowledge you, and it hurt. You walked away from him as well

You were nervous, you had to make this work. 

You were far from an Architect yourself, but you had always been close to the practice, so you were certain that you could make it work.

So you met with… Reginald? everybody called him Reg, and to your surprise, they had met with Noah first, without you. They were waiting for you at a beautiful gazebo near the pond.

“Hey!”, you greeted

“You got ourselves an apprentice!”, he said with a soft smile, he seemed like a great person, he did. He focused on the important things, and he was the one that built that wall. “You two, will help me turn this community, we will make it grow, to fit all the people that Aaron and Daryl are going to bring”

“Daryl?”, you asked with a soft smile, he smiled at you

“He is going to become the new recruiter, well, if he says yes”, he said with a soft smile, and you couldn’t agree more, that was definitely Daryl’s best fit, and you were happy for him.

Today was an exploratory meeting more than anything, he measured your expertise and what you could do. Sadly, you had to learn a bunch of things anew as you didn’t have computers anymore, but nothing good paper and pencils couldn’t fix.

He seemed content with the both of you, and Noah didn't know anything at all, but he was so excited to learn, it was refreshing. 

Could this really work? Daryl getting a job? everybody settling in…

You walked back to the house from your meeting, thinking about cooking something to eat, you wondered if you could just go and ask the pantry for things, how things worked around here. But you also wondered where you could go out there again, and you wanted to. 

“HEY!”

“I SAID STOP!”, you ran to the gates, you did, as you heard screaming and a commotion. You instinctively went for your holster, and then you remembered you didn’t have it with you. 

Daryl had that guy Nicholas on the ground, choking him, RIck was grabbing onto him, and Glenn and Aiden were like in a standoff

Deanna’s son had a bloody nose, so you could only guess Glenn had punched him in the face.

“Hey, what’s going on?”, you asked Daryl once he released Nicholas and pushed Rick away from him

“Nothin”, he said angrily. Of course, this didn’t look like nothing.

You turned back to the group

“RICK’S PEOPLE ARE PART OF THIS COMMUNITY NOW!”, Deanna said out loud, talking to everyone there, “AS EQUALS! UNDERSTOOD?”, she then turned to Rick, “I told you I had a job for you, I want you to be our new constable”, she said to Rick.

“What does that mean?”, you asked Daryl, you truly didn’t know what that meant

“A cop”, he said shortly

“Will you accept?”, she asked him, and Michonne

“I’m in”, she said with a soft smile

“Of course”, Rick said softly. Daryl snorted, and not in a friendly way, in a mocking way, and walked away from you angrily

You grabbed Tara, and took her with you, away from the scene

“What happened?”

“They are dicks, that’s what happened!”, she said angrily, Noah hadn't been with them, he had been with you instead, and you wondered if that changed anything.

Even though Rick seemed more relaxed now.

Oh but you didn’t know.

You didn’t know Rick, Carol and Daryl were plotting to take this palace, you didn’t notice everybody were freaked out, you didn’t notice the signs. 

You noticed their worried faces that night, as you all curled up in your spots, nobody said anything, they talk amongst themselves… it was such a weird stance… you didn’t know what to do now, you didn’t want the family to split, but… you didn't know what to think. Today, the whole day you had been thinking you could have a future here, but maybe, they didn’t think so.

When things were too good to be true, they probably were, Immaright?

And then Rick showed up, with his windbreaker, and in full uniform. Nobody dared to say anything, but you didn’t like the looks on the people’s faces. For you, Rick was already the authority, he was your leader, the group’s leader, so it wasn’t very odd, but the rest of them didn’t think so. 

Something was going on with him as well, as you were curled up on the floor next to Tara and Rosita, and you saw him sneak out of the house with Carol and Daryl.

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[heroesxdemons]

Lost Footage: Extra Villainous Orientations! Episode 2 (Finé from Symphogear)(Part 2)

(Sup Doods? Just wanted to get split this one up into two parts to make things easier for myself ya know? Yeah I’m like glossing over some stuff and only giving you gist of the villain’s plan but going into detail will take too long ya know and then it wouldn’t be fun anymore. But anyways let’s continue where we left off! Muahahahaha~!)

Tagging @thegearsofzababa and @cantusecho cause I think you’ll like this! >:3

We apologize for the delay as due to Eldritch Powers far beyond our comprehension, most of our equipment was lost. But now we can continue the orientation without any iss-

-FZZRT! BZZT! WARNING! UNWANTED USER IN CAMERA BOT’S SY-

It’s time for everyone’s favorite part of the show...

“DEMENTIA TIPS!” 

“Hola’, you bumbling bumblebees that are beneath my dear Black Hat’s shoes! Dementia’s here to show you louts how to deal with lousy heroines! If singing is there super power then all you need to do is to CHALLENGE THEM TO A BATTLE OF THE BANDS!”

“But then, while they’re in the middle of their song, HIT THEM WITH YOUR GUITAR UNITL THE PINK STUFF COMES GUSHING OUT LIKE A PINATA! Or...HAVE AN ARMY OF RABID RACCOONS DISGUISE THEMSELVES AS THE AUDIENCE AND THEN HAVE THEM LASH OUT AND BITE THEM IN THE-”

-Kickdementiaout.exe fully online. Resuming recording-

Flug sighs in relief before composing himself and trying to pretend that didn’t happen..

 “A-ahem...Well, going back to where we left off...Fine’ died and it looked like she had fallen for the oldest trick in the book. The heroic speech! But thanks to her reincarnation ability, she can start over from scratch and destroy the moon yet again and this time learning from her mistakes! Let’s look at her supposed new ‘vessel’ Maria Cadenzavna Eve who’s leading the terrorist group named after Fine’. How original...”

*Insert footage from when the alleged ‘Fine’’ held an entire concert hostage, using the cameras to prevent one of the heroes to transform due to the classic ‘Secret Identity’ trope most heroes have along with trying to coerce the whole world to give into their demands..*

“Finally she does something right! Holding them hostage as the hero helplessly watches! All she has to do now is to either kill the stupid idol right then and there or start executing the civilians until the governments of the world cave in and-”

*Unfortunately ‘Fine’’ lets the hostages go. And also the cameras were turned off and thus allowed the Symphogear user to gain the upper hand....Black Hat was not pleased.*

“L'ta chq yaz ozz kae!? Gaeaz l'ta sowa ores idea s'oq ona maen!?”

Quickly regaining his composure, Black Hat continued his rant as he fixed his tie. “Idiots! Idiots all of them! Letting the hostages go just shows the world that they’re all talk and no bite! FLUG! Fast forward this nonsense!”Despite claiming to be calm, his voice was still carrying a heavy tone of malice and distorted to the point were one could immediately tell he was a monster...

“Y-Yessir!”

*One after another, the group’s mistakes kept piling up. From being unable to steal the relics from the main protagonists while they were at school, unable to protect their base and having to escape, no clear leadership, division in the ranks, and finally the reveal that Maria wasn’t even the supposed vessel of Fine’ after all! It’s just one big mess...*

“Blasphemy! This terrorist group was doomed from the start! It’s like the responsibility of being Fine’s vessel was tossed around like a game of HOT POTATO! First that harlot Maria, then that stupid death obsessed girl and then that...that..what is that twin ponytail using anyways? Fidget Spinners or whatever?”

“I think those are saws Bo-” “SHUT UP! IT DOESN’T MATTER! The scientist they recruited, that Dr. Ver, showed more potential than any of them! AND HE WASN’T EVEN THAT GOOD IN THE END!” 

“S-Sir....there’s one last thing. Um...during a confrontation, Fine’s soul stepped in to save the life of her supposed vessel and-”

“ENOUGH! I’ve seen all I need to see...a failure this grand need an equally grand punishment...” Black Hat gets out of his chair, summons his cane, and walks out.

“U-Um boss? Where are you going?”Flug asked nervously. “She’s about to die permanently due to her own incompetence...shouldn’t that be eno-”

“No...She needs to suffer for making a mockery out of villainy itself. As for her useless subordinates...I’ll think of something...lighter but still very despicable. Hahahahahaha~!”

-Cut to Fine’s soul’s last moments on Earth, after she took a fatal blow intended for Shirabe(her actual vessel).-

A strange but warm white light begins to envelop her. Was it God? Had He finally forgiven her after all she had done? Will she finally be able to see her glorious God after all this-

The light quickly changed from a holy, inviting white color into a nightmarish, sinister shade of black...from the cluster of darkness, tentacles from a hideous monster had wrapped around her soul. Through it’s eldritch magic, it had kept her alive...but not out of kindness...no...a fate worse than death. 

“GoD Is DeAd.” The Crawling Chaos uttered before pulling Fine’ into it’s embrace, trapping her in an existence outside of space and time and to forever be a mere toy for a being beyond human comprehension. 

GOOD RIDDANCE~!

Don’t worry folks there will be more villains to critique and more shenanigans to ensure! Stay tuned as this ain’t the last orientation I’ll do! Muahahaha~!

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Only a recruit pt 3

A/N: Hey my lovelies, my peoples I would like to thank you for almost getting me to 200 followers like im only a few away.I love you soo much! Also I’m pretty sure this is the last part so requests are open to everyone. Don’t be shy lovelies ;)

Warnings: Mentions of injury and close to death (who’s? i guess you’ll have to read to find outttttt muahahaha)

Tony’s mask uncovered his face as he looked at you as you slowly got up. Blood started to drip from your mouth. Out of the corner of your eye you saw Jenny try to creep towards the door down into the building. The building shook beneath you.

“The building is going to cave in.” You heard Jenny say as she got closer to the door, but you didn’t take your eyes off of Tony in fear he might strike again.

“Y/n get off the roof. I got her.” Tony said

“Are you ok?”

Boom….. Booooom….

“Guys we may have a problem. Bruce is trying to take down the whole building.”Nat said over the radio.

“Can you maybe prevent him from doing that?” 

“I would’ve never thought of that”

Boom…. Boom…. Boom….

“Y/n go..” The roof started to crack between you guys and you didn’t move, but Tony did. 

“WAIT!” You screamed but the building was already collapsing and the ground dropped from underneath you. Your feet never hit the ground. With eyes closed you felt yourself in the air only to realize that Peter had caught you and you were now across the street from the ruins of the building.

“Peter I didn’t see him come out.” Peter took you back to the building and started running through the building. You looked around frantically to see if your scanners could pick anything up. 

“He’s over here.” Peter yelled moving to a rather large pile of cement.

You started to push rubble off where your sensors said Tony was with Steve and Peter helping. The Hulk appeared and started clearing more faster than both of you. Tony’s body appeared and his mask was broken with cracks and pieces missing. 

“Come on Tony.” Steve said pulling him out of the rubble. 

“Is everyone ok? The building is still collapsing. You guys need to get out of there now.” We heard Nat over the radio. There was a groan from Tony. 

“Vitals are dropping.” The voice in your suit had told you.

“We need to get him to the medical bay.”

“Y/n… I’m sorry.” You heard him whisper.

“It wasn’t your fault you have nothing to be sorry for.” You told him and the team headed back to the jet.

“Peter I’m fine.” You lied as you walked into the tower.

“Yes having blood come out of  your mouth is totally fine.” He told you and dragged you into one of the bathrooms and took out a medical kit.

“Well if I’m not fine then how come you aren’t taking me to the medical bay?”

“Steve told me to have both of us stay away from the medical bay while they’re working on Mr.Stark. Now hold still.” He took a cotton ball dabbed with peroxide and blotted your lip where it was split. Your hand gripped the counter trying not to move because of the stinging that was in your lips. Peter didn’t take his eyes off of you, but removed the cotton ball.

“Since when do we listen to Steve?” You asked making him smile.

“Since he locked off the medical bay.”

“That can easily be undone. Lets go.” You told him, but he grabbed your arm stopping you.

“Y/n we aren’t done. Your side….”

“Peter.”

“Just let me wrap it up before we go break into the medical bay.”

“We can get it done there.” You started to walk out of the bathroom, but stumbled with the searing pain in your side. “Ok maybe I need it wrapped up now.” You hung onto the door.

“Y-you need to t-take off your suit.” Peter stuttered and you saw a blush come to his face as the top half of your suit pooled at your hips. Blood was trickling down your now bruised side and he grabbed a wash cloth wiping the blood away.

“F-ffff.” 

“A-are you ok?” 

“Y-yea.” He brought out the gauze and started to wrap them around your torso.

“All done.” 

“Thank you Dr. Parker.” You joked and kissed his cheek making the blush come back to his face.

“Ab-bout what you said in the building… do you wanna go out?” He asked as the blush became darker. 

“I’d love to.” 

Both of you walked out and into the main room where Steve was waiting for both of you.

“He’ll be fine he just needs rest. More than likely he will be up and walking around soon against medic orders. So try not to encourage him.” Steve said then looked back and forth between us. “I have my eye on both of you. Don’t forget it. Especially you Parker.” 

“Y-yes sir.”  Steve got up and walked to the kitchen and you laughed at Peter’s reaction. “I’m going to have the whole team on my case aren’t I?”

“Possibly.” You told him sitting on the couch.

“I’m going to go change. I’ll be back in a few.” Peter walked away and you picked up one of your books that was on the coffee table and started to read.

“So dad huh?” Tony asked coming into the main room and you set your book down.

“I-I ummmm I don’t know why I said that. I also didn’t realize you’d be up this soon.” You said feeling embarrassed you had said it at all.

“I’m not upset about it kid. Its actually what helped snap me out of that serum.”

You stayed silent.

“Look kid about what I said on the roof…”

“I know you’re not my actual dad. I’m sorry if I made you uncomfortable with that comment. You’re the closest thing to a father figure in my life.” He sat down next to you.

“Well if that’s the case then you’re grounded from seeing Parker again.”

Your eyes widened “What?!”

“Yea I’m your father and I say you can’t date.” A smile spread across your face.

“You’ve met Peter and said so yourself he’s a good person. Plus I like him so I should be able to date him.” you played along.

“Fine but you have to be back before 10 each night.”

“12.”

“11:30″

“Deal.” You two laughed.

“Listen I came in here to actually talk about something important.We want to take you in kid.”

“You already have???”

“I don’t think you understand. We want to adopt you.”

“Can you even do that I was emancipated?”

“I’m Tony Stark I can do whatever I want. But would you be ok with that?” He asked looking nervous. You stood still and emotion was overflowing into tears on your cheeks. You moved and hugged him tightly. 

“I’d like that.” You told him and he slowly put an arm around you hugging you back.

“Is Tony actually hugging someone?” Rhodey asked walking into the room.

“Yea and you have a new niece.” Tony said pulling away from you.

“Y/n?”

“We’re adopting her.” Rhodey grinned.

“Well if that’s the case then we have some major bonding we need to do and its going to happen by messing with your dad.” You grinned at his words.

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For DWC! Venalya Mahariel/Cullen, "Please, please kiss me." And thanks for prompting me!

@dadrunkwriting​, @katalyna-rose​, @5ftgarden, @inner-muse, @ladydracarysao3 (I am trying to tag all the Cullenites I know but I AM SUDDENLY DRAWING A VERY LARGE BLANK PLEASE HELP ME)

hahahahahahahahah this got longer than intended but man I got INTO IT. Thank you so much!!! I hardly EVER get to write these two and that is a damn shame. Evil cliffhanger? Muahahaha perhaps I can be persuaded to write more of it if people want ;)

Distractions

Venalya x Cullen

She was wild in a way he had neverseen, a constant tempest of emotion and feeling, refusing to muteherself for the sake of propriety. She wielded her fury like a weapon– and it was much more dangerous to face than the magic she barelycontrolled. Passion seemed to control her. Passion for her people,for the children who swarmed her like ducklings, passion for the lifeshe seemed so sure would be snatched from her at any moment.

And ohthe passion in her anger, both beautiful and terrifying to behold.She was driven by it, never shying from confrontation, but embracingit. She was electrifying, infuriating, and... distracting.Cullen ran his hand through hishair for the sixteenth time in the last two hours, huffing infrustration.

“Maker's breath.”he muttered in irritation, trying again to focus on the reports thatwere haphazardly scattered across his desk. He didn't even likethe woman.

Liar.His brain helpfully supplied. He leaned back in his chair, rubbinghis temples. The truth of the matter was that he didn't know whyhe was so drawn to her. She was absolutely maddening. Her hobby ofchoice seemed to be picking fights with him – fights which, lately,seemed to carry the undercurrent of something else he couldn't quiteignore.

At thesame time, it was... refreshing to allow the rigid facade ofCommander fade away, to lose himself in the heat of her words and theever-present crackling of static on her skin when angry. Theirarguments were somehow a release he never knew he needed. Like astorm, she brought wrath and devastation, but always the world feltlighter after she had gone.

Yetwhen the door swung open, he nearly groaned.

“Iam trying to work.” he said, voice clipped.

“Likethat's ever stopped me before.” she stated, arms crossed in thedoorway.

Helooked at her curiously, ignoring her little quip.

“Areyou going to come in? You don't usually snipe at me from thebattlements.”

“No,”she said with a huff, pointedly looking away. He raised a brow, butelected to ignore her, selecting a report at random to peruse. “Yourescinded my templar guard?” she finally said, and he was glad ofit. He had just read the same sentence six times in his distraction.

“Itno longer seemed necessary,” he said, returning the paper to hisdesk. He leaned back and crossed his arms, waiting for theconfrontation he expected.

Hecould see her work her jaw through the curtain of wild curls,obviously uncomfortable.

“Thankyou,” she said at last, her face scrunched as though the words werebitter on her tongue. She spun and retreated, leaving him with anoddly satisfied smile.

~~

“Inquisitor,if I may have a moment of your time?” Venalya was with her, theirheads bowed low in some secret correspondence. He almost hated topull Liahra away – she seemed to be the only one around whomVenalya seemed content.

“Ofcourse, Cullen.” Liahra smiled and rose to meet him, but his gazewas drawn instead to the startling violet one of the woman being leftbehind. She narrowed her eyes, pressing her lips into a fine line asif to hold back from speaking.

Distracting.It was difficult to focus on the Inquisitor's words as she spoke, hiseyes fixed on Venalya as she played silly games with the gaggle ofchildren that often sought her company.

“Cullen?”Liahra's voice cut through the fog, an amused and knowing smile onher lips.

“A-apologies,Inquisitor.” he said sheepishly, rubbing the back of his neck. Hecould feel the flush creeping up his face, damning him further.

“Wecan go over this later if you prefer, Commander.” Her voice waslight, teasing, and he offered an embarrassed laugh. Liahra eyed himwith a raised brow.

“I'mfine. Please, continue.”

“Youknow, she appreciates the fact that you ordered the guard away,”she said instead, gauging his reaction, “Dorian says the power shewields is unlike anything he has ever known. Her control, thoughtenuous, is more than we could ever imagine.” She looked back toher friend at the words, voice softening. “There is nothing shefears more than losing control of that power – of hurting people.The templar was only a reminder of everything she has to lose.”

Venalya'slaughter carried over them, and he appreciated the sound. Herseverity was born of fear, her fury born of frustration, and hewondered how he never saw. He didn't look at her the same after that.

~~

“I'vebeen watching you.”

Cullenlooked up from the board, startled at the sound of her voice. Shecrossed her arms and, Maker's breath was she blushing?

“Notyou,” she corrected quickly, waving her hand dismissively at thechess board, “The game.”

Hetried not to smile,really, he did. He wasn't successful.

“Oh,don't look at me like that,” she snapped, flushing further, “Idon't need you making fun of me. Just forget it.”

Cullenswallowed a laugh and pushed himself to his feet, gesturing to theopposite chair.

“Wouldyou care for a game?” he asked gently, watching the way her facecontorted into immediate suspicion. She eyed him warily as he walkedaround the table, pulling the other chair out for her. Her eyesnarrowed, but she cautiously lowered herself into it. When hereturned to his own chair, there was something he couldn't quite readin her eyes, nearly hidden beneath dark curls.

“Everplayed?” He asked conversationally as he set up the board.

“No.But I think I know how.”

“Right,”he said with a smirk, “You watched.” She scowled.

He lether win.

“Asenticing as our usual rows are, I must say I prefer this.” Cullenwas positively smug when she huffed at his words. She couldn't hidethe redness of her cheeks as she stormed off, hastily enough that shenearly knocked over Mother Giselle.

~~

Distracting...

Maker,he couldn't get her out of his mind. His every thought was consumedby her. Scent, hair, eyes, the way her freckles danced on her facewhen she smiled, how frustrating she was and yet intoxicatingin the same breath. Whether intentional or by circumstance, hefrequently found himself in her company over the last few weeks.Liahra always gave him that knowing smile when she visited hisoffice, tossing casual remarks about Venalya that held seemingly nopurpose, but they did – and she knew.

Venalya'shand had lingered just a breath too long when she returned one of thebooks he lent her four days earlier, and something so simplekept playing on repeat in his mind. He spent entirelytoo much time wondering how it would have felt if he had taken offhis glove, though his fingers still burned from where she had brushedhim as though her touch yet lingered. It was driving him to madness.

Shewas driving him to madness.

Heleaned against the wall behind his desk, arm propped above his headas he stared out the window to the military camp below. The sun wassetting behind the mountains, bathing the tents in rosy gold, and allhe saw were her cheeks awash with color. He forced his eyes shut,taking a deep breath through his nose. He hardly noticed the sound ofa door swishing shut somewhere behind him.

“Whateverit is, it can wait,” he said, voice a little too sharp. He didn'twant to deal with scouts harrying him about information and reports.He wanted only respite.

“Likethat's ever stopped me before.” Her voice came, soft, hesitant -and he stiffened, turning to look over his shoulder.

“Ven-”

“Iwant to hate you,” she confessed, pushing the wild hair from herface as she looked everywhere but at him. “You're a shem, and atemplar, and those things are bad enough on their own – buttogether?” She trailed off, and he stepped back from the wall. “ButI don't... hate you that is... and it's confusing and I just -” Shemade a sound of frustration in the back of her throat, clenching herfists at her sides.

Hestepped closer.

“And,look, you're infuriating, work-obsessed, rigid, smug, and... and...and every iteration of vexing that exists!” Her voice rose, but notin anger. It sounded more like desperation. “But – fenedhis– but Creators help me, I think I am falling for you and... and...”Her words grew softer as he stepped within her reach, head angleddown to where she stood. She looked nervous and vulnerable, fearlesseyes usually narrow, now wide and full of questions.

“And?”he murmured, heart pounding behind his breastplate. He had not beenthe only one consumed, and the knowledge of it sent a thrill throughhis bones.

“And,”she breathed, “Please, please will you kiss me?”

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5 Things About Me, tagged by @thejinxedjailer thank!

5 things you’ll find in my bag:

My wallet

Several pencils and smudgers

My sketchbook

Battery pack

Magnifier

5 things you’ll find in my bedroom:

My laptop

Lots of books

Clothes lying everywhere

So many candles and burnt sticks of incense 

Random musical instruments

5 things I’ve always wanted to do in life:

Travel to China

Spray paint part of a city

Go on a roadtrip with a lot of friends

Get married

Create something that a wide audience of people can enjoy and is also helpful and informative

5 things that make me happy:

Fictional characters *cough* you know the one

Tea! And tea parties!

Playing music, listening to music, writing music, just music

Writing in general, really

Ice cream!

5 things I’m currently into:

Portal, if you can’t tell, and by extention Half-Life

Musicals like Hamilton and The Hunchback of Notre Dame

Been really enjoying watching the new season and the old seasons of Samurai Jack

Music groups such as Icon For Hire, Veridia, and (guilty pleasure) BTS

Voltron, though it’s kind of on pause while waiting for the new season to come out

5 things on my to do list:

Clean the apartment tonight because I am hosting a party tomorrow

Go to the store with my friend to get supplies for the party tomorrow

Start going to the gym again because I have become a weakling who runs out of breath walking to the bus stop

Finish the final chapters of Catharsis in a timely manner and start plotting my new fic (muahahaha), also get Aperture Café onto a monthly updating schedule so that it’s not left and forgotten because I am Committed to this fic and need to spend more time on it

Finish this drawing I’ve been working on for @king-moron for AGES now

5 things people may not know about me:

I’ve switched my major in college five times

I have scoliosis

I used to be into Lolita and other kawaii fashions (I still am and want to get back into wearing them eventually but I’m not as invested as I used to be)

I don’t experience sympathy, and experience very little empathy. I can understand that people are going through hard times and know that this is wrong and shouldn’t be happening to them, and even want to try and fix it for them, but I don’t feel any sadness or pity for them. If someone tells me they’re dealing with a hard situation in their lives I’m emotionally unaffected. 

I can recite my ABCs forwards, backwards, and starting from both ends and going towards the middle alternating from each side. Perfectly.

Alright I tag @ouroborosasunder @king-moron @the-dangerous-mute-lunatic @thehobblefootalchemist and @paintedportals!

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Ask Game

rules: answer these 85 statements about yourself, then tag 20 people

Tagging: tag yourselves kids take the pressure off me

Last

Drink - iced tea

Phone call - my salon calling me back to rebook my appointment - still haven’t called them back oops

Text message - to my manager regarding driving her to work tomorrow

Song you listened to - hmm well whatever is on this episode I’m watching otherwise I had TSwift on in the car

Time you cried - the other night all through The Death Cure oops

Dated someone twice - nope

Kissed someone and regretted it - nah

Been cheated on - mmm

Lost someone special - yes

Been depressed - on the weekend 

Gotten drunk and thrown up - unfortunately

Fave colours - yellow and purple

The last year, have you…

Made new friends - yes

Fallen out of love - nope

Laughed until you cried - always but most recently from youtube videos like news bloopers and Whose Line Is It Anyways scenes

Found out someone was talking about you - yep

Met someone who changed you - no?

Found out who your friends are - yes although that area can be a little grey at times

Kissed someone on your facebook friend’s list - nope

General

How many of your facebook friends do you know irl - definitely the majority. I have like four long distance friends on there that I met via tumblr/twitter and have yet to meet in person but one day!!!

Do you have any pets - two doggos - both light up my world on the daily

Do you want to change your name - not really - I don’t particularly like it but I mean 26 years is a long habit to break now

What did you do for your last birthday - had my siblings over and my nephew and we ate food and hung out for the afternoon 

What time did you wake up today - fucking early - like five a.m. for work

What were you doing at midnight last night - trying to fall asleep

What is something you can’t wait for - a week from today I go to Florida aka HP WORLD!!! aka top of my bucket list

What are you listening to right now - Shadowhunters 1x02 

Have you ever talked to a person named Tom - likely at work yes

Something that’s getting on your nerves - my energy not being where I want it to be therefore not having the energy to get things done that I want to

Most visited website - probably tumblr? Does my work email count?

Hair colour - dark brown

Long or short hair - long or I look like a child

THIS IS SO LONG FUCK

Do you have a crush on someone - not anyone I know irl

What do you like about yourself - I have great work ethic and am good at my job

Want any piercings - nope

Blood type - O+ I think.. I’m a universal donor ok

Nickname - Trace, T

Relationship status - single pringle

Zodiac - cancer

Pronouns - she/her

Fave tv shows - Teen Wolf, This is Us, The Good Place, Jane the Virgin, One Day at a Time, The Bold Type, the list goes on because I’m an indecisive nerd

Tattoos - two - one on my neck/shoulder, one on my forearm and another one booked for May for my ankle

Right or left handed - right

Ever had surgery - gall bladder removed when I was 16 and wisdom teeth a couple years later

Piercings - ears, just the once in each

Sport - hahahahahahaa no

Vacation - next week? What is this question? Florida bound 

Trainers - I’m confused and stupid - if this means sneakers then yes? Sketchers? They’re rainbow and black?

More General

Eating - nothing right now

Drinking - no alcohol for me thx 

I’m about to watch - this episode of Shadowhunters - I’m marathoning so I get my characterization right for my fic I’m working on. Also to prepare for season 3.

Waiting for - vacation

Want - more than just the one week off - I am burnt out man

Get married - eh not really a huge deal to me 

Career - well invested in the veterinary industry thank you. Eventually a hospital manager but I’m very happy just being a reception staff manager for now.

Which is better?

Hugs or kisses - depends on who its from

Lips or eyes - Eyes

Shorter or taller - I’m not very tall so it doesn’t really matter

Older or younger - older - I’m kinda an old soul

Nice arms or stomach - arms

Hookup or relationship - relationship for sure

Troublemaker or hesitant - hesitant because that’s like me - a bit of a troublemaker is fine if they know where the line is. I’m all for getting out of my shell but like let’s not fuck things up ok.

Have you ever

Kissed a stranger - no

Drank hard liquor - yes

Lost glasses - no

Turned someone down - yes

Sex on the first date - nope

Broken someone’s heart - kinda

Had your heart broken - yes

Been arrested - no

Cried when someone died - no I’m heartless (obviously?? What is this question?)

fallen for a friend - unfortunately

do you bellieve in

yourself - usually

miracles - definitely

love at first sight - I feel as though sometimes you feel an instant connection and that can have a visceral reaction - not necessarily ‘love’ right away but a pull

santa claus - in some ways yes

Kiss on a first date - if it went well absolutely

Angles - well if they’re RIGHT (muahahaha) (typos are hilarious and so am I shut up)

Other

Best friend’s name - Tiffany

eye colour - brown

fave movie - The Way He Looks

fave actor - if we’re talking males only - my baby Dylan O’Brien, my sunshine Tyler Posey, aaaand Chris Evans and plenty more