screechingborb
screechingborb
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screechingborb · 5 days ago
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I'm working on fics and prompts dont worry yall! I just got adhd and so I either write at the speed of light or it takes 7 to 9 business years.
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screechingborb · 11 days ago
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Even John Was Surprised
💥 Yelena catches onto your crush. Nothing good can come from that.
Genre: Fluff
Warnings: None tbh
Part 1
You cracked your neck as you walked into the kitchen area. The after mission nap you had taken had been far more intense than you expected. Your hair was a mess and your head was killing you. Time for a glass of water.
Yelena sat at the kitchen table, playing a game on her phone where the objective was to take care of stray cats.
“What time is it?” you asked her, mid-yawn.
“About 8.”
Dang. The nap started just a little after four. The clothes you had worn during the mission were still sticking to you because of your sweat during battle. The exhaustion had been so much you hadn’t even changed.
After grabbing your cup and filling it with ice and water from the fridge, you leaned on the counter and stared blankly at the wall. You stayed like that for a minute until Walker came in.
He was wearing a fresh t-shirt and shorts with a towel around his neck. His hair was unbrushed and wet.
As he opened the fridge, you continued to sip from your cup. However now, you weren’t just staring at the wall. Your eyes traced his face as he searched through the fridge. His blue eyes looked serious as if he were searching for something majorly important. These brief moments of looking at Walker felt like eternities to you, in a very good way.
“Gah, someone has got to clean this out,” he said, shuffling various items out of his way. Finally, he got to the juice he was wanting.
He stepped over to where you were standing and without waiting for you to move he reached his arm over you to grab himself a cup from the cabinet. “Always, got to be in the way don’t ya?”
“Bite me, Walker," you replied, ignoring the rapid increase of your heartbeat with his presence.
He leaned close to you and with an exaggerated sniff he asks, “Jeez, shower much?”
“I took a nap. Haven’t showered yet. I don’t smell that bad.”
“Sure, you don’t.” He let out a little laugh and exited the kitchen.
Raising your arm you smelled yourself. Oof. “Okay, it could be better,” you say to Yelena who was still at the table.
“You know what else could be better?”
“What?”
“Your subtlety.”
Oh crap. “What do you mean?” You were trying to play it cool but you could feel heat creeping from your neck to your face.
“Walker, may not see you stare but I do.” With a grin on her face she swirled her finger at you.
“Woah, now. That’s my bro.”
“Well then, that is a weird way to look at your brother.”
You stopped leaning on the counter and started to quickly make your way out of the kitchen.
“You can run and hide from me but you can’t run and hide from your feelings,” she said, still grinning.
“Shut up.” You nervous laughed and continued walking. Just briefly turning your head to make sure John wasn’t still nearby on the couch or in the hallway.
 You got to your room, locked the door and grabbed your clothes before heading into the bathroom to shower.
Letting the water rush over you, you let out an anxious sigh. Yelena was right. Maybe you did need to be more subtle. Maybe you should have been more subtle sooner.
 Only trouble would come from Yelena catching on.
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screechingborb · 11 days ago
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Thunderbolts obsession has got me. After many years, I return to this site. I have a couple fics I'm working on, but please suggest character x reader prompts! I do sfw and am in a huge Bob Reynolds and John Walker obsession phase. Would love to write for either character.
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