The Sunnydale Herald Newsletter, Wednesday, July 27
Joyce: Oh, I hate this. I hate your life.
Buffy: Mom, I...
Joyce: Look, I-I know you didn't choose this, I know it chose you.
(takes a breath) I have tried to march in the 'Slayer Pride' parade, but...
(very solemn) I don't want you to die.
Buffy lowers her eyes, shakes her head and gives her mother a warm hug.
Joyce: Oh...
Buffy: I'm not gonna die. I know how to do my job.
~~Faith, Hope, and Trick~~
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Not His Type by badly_knitted (Xander, Willow, Buffy. PG)
i've all the time in the world (if only you'll stay) by Melacka (Giles, Buffy. G)
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Summer of Giles: La Guarigione - Ch. 1 by Quaggy (Giles/Buffy, G)
Ballad of the Swan - Ch. 1 by PsycoCypher (Giles, Buffy, Willow, Xander. T)
Very Very Old - Ch. 2 by DWEmma (Giles/Anya, T) COMPLETE!
Foray - Ch. 59 by glasswrks (Giles/Willow, T) COMPLETE!
Family First - Ch. 3 by GillO (Spike/Buffy, T) COMPLETE!
Vacation - ch. 4 by honeygirl51885 (Buffy/Spike, NC-17)
A Time to Every Purpose - ch. 4 by Inevitablethief (Buffy/Spike, NC-17)
On The Steps - ch. 4 by MillennialCryBaby (Buffy/Spike, NC-17)
Tyger, Tyger - ch. 4 by Sigyn (Buffy/Spike, NC-17)
Infection - ch. 4 by sweetprincipale (Buffy/Spike, R)
Something Blue's Clues - Ch. 4 by cawthraven (Buffy/Spike, PG-13)
All Tied Up - ch. 4 by EllieRose101 (Buffy/Spike, R)
Next Time Won't You Sing With Me - ch. 5 by Willow91 (Buffy/Spike, R)
Seven - ch. 26 by Holly (Buffy/Spike, NC-17)
Until it Kills You Both - ch. 1 by Myrabeth (Buffy/Spike, T)
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3.02 Dead Man's Party by handsofabitterman
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a merc with a heart? pt.1
Natasha Romanoff x Villain!Reader
Warning: cursing and graphic violence. No use of pronouns.
Word count: 2100
Summary: Reader is a part of the team of mercenaries and crosses paths with the infamous Black Widow.
Powers: matter absorption and weapon creation, enhanced strength, and accelerated healing.
A/N: I’m kind of back after a giant brick of writers block hit me.
Heavy influence from the game Cyberpunk 2077. You don’t have to know anything about the game to read.
Not my gif
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“Dude, we have incoming from daddy long legs,” your teammate Jackie said peaking his head out from the vault door as you stuffed the duffel bags full of money.
“Everyone else is in position?” You asked into the comms in your ear as you zipped up your bag and swung it over your shoulder.
“Ready,” Marie said as you could hear her clicking keys in the background.
“We’re green,” Victor said probably eating a pizza in the truck while waiting.
“Allons-y, mes amis (Let’s go, my friends),” you nodded at Jackie and walked out of the vault slipping on your gas mask along with Jackie.
Jackie pulled out a gas bomb from his bag and pulled the release on it. Once the gas started releasing, he threw the container towards the hostages, who were blindfolded and tied up in a circle. Although you all were criminals, it didn’t mean you wanted to harm innocence bystanders. Plus, the gas would to wipe their memory.
Once you were outside you threw off your mask and booked it towards your respective motorcycles. Jackie had his ARCH, and you had your Tyger Claw, both perfect fast vehicles that got the both of you out of the worst situations. As your vehicles roared to life, you booked it right away weaving through the busy streets, ignoring the occasional red light and horns blaring with them.
“He’s on our tail,” Jackie yelled turn back to fire a few rounds at the hero.
Giving a quick glance, you say the red insect swinging between buildings trying to get to you as well as dodge your partner’s shots. Suddenly, you heard sirens getting closer by the second.
“Can you make it to the corner of East and Briar?” Victor asked.
You focused for a second at the view in front of you, catching the green street signs. Suddenly you saw two cop cars screech into view, blocking the road at the intersection. “Yeah, incoming in 20,” you confirmed before leaning your bike to the side and pulling off a chunk of the exhaust pipe of a random car. You absorbed the metal, completely coating your body in it, and consuming what was in your hand.
“Ay cabron, that is never not gonna be weird,” Jackie commented with a weird face, while keeping the spider occupied with his gunfire.
Ignoring his comment, you swallowed the alloy and shot out a metal ramp out the palm of your hand right in front of you. The both of you, increased your speed and leaped into the air directly over the policeman below. While in midair you produced some chains with the leftover metals in your system and shot them at the cops, binding their mobility.
“I can’t look, did you make it,” Marie whimpered.
Just as you land back on the ground you burn tread again for the van only a short distance away.
“Don’t jinx us, M,” Jackie said.
Right when he said that you heard a splat of the spider’s web on the back of your vehicle. “Marie!” You groaned as you jumped your feet onto the seat of the bike, in a squat position and hopped onto Jackie’s bike, totally abandoning yours.
“Do you know how many bullets I had to eat to steal that?” You complained as you watched the trophy get dragged away.
Finally, the two of you drove into the truck bed and Victor immediately took off into the hustle and bustle of the city.
“Sorry, Y/N. Surveillance is temporarily disabled,” she said.
“Goodbye little buddy, you will be missed,” you said dramatically blowing it a kiss from inside the truck, before shutting the doors.
“Can’t you just make another one of those?” Victor asked confused.
“Yes, but that’s not as satisfying as starting gang war,” you scoffed as you manipulated the metal on the exterior of the truck to appear as a different vehicle.
“You’re leaving out the part where, you were too busy drooling over Black Widow, so I was the one to actually steal the bike. You ate 60 bullets because you left your mouth open so wide,” Jackie said ratting you out without a second thought.
“I was not drooling. You’re making shit up,” you whined taking a seat after you were done sculpting. “Besides, that was ages ago. She’s got bigger fish to fry.”
“After we hid the bike, she found us and threw us in the slammer,” Jackie continued with a straight face.
“It was her job.”
“You were flirting with her the entire way in the car,” he said in the same tone.
“Someone’s got a crush,” Victor said in a sing-song voice and Marie hummed in agreement.
“I do not,” you argued crossing your arms defensively.
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“Nagasaki is on the move,” you said following him from a safe distance.
“Just stay close enough to the target, long enough to download the virus onto his phone,” Marie said as you briefly made eye contact with her when you passed by.
You nodded your head and exited out the event room and walked towards the nearest supply closet. Once, you slipped inside, the light immediately switched on unexpectedly.
“Ahh! Putain de merde (Fucking shit)! You gorgeously scary woman!” You exclaimed as you jumped back hitting the wall behind you.
“What are a team of mercenaries doing in a ZenKai charity event?” Natasha questioned, ignoring your statement, without missing a beat.
“What’s an Avenger doing in a ZenKai charity event?” You countered.
“I suggest you and your friends get out of here before things get ugly,” Natasha said narrowing her eyes into a dangerous glare.
“Darling, it can’t get ugly if you’re here,” you smirked as she was clearly unamused. “Why all the hostility? We are guest you know,” you said crossing your arms in faux annoyance.
Natasha scoffed and looked you up and down before taking a look at your guest ID card, hanging around your neck. “Atualfo Jacobson? It’s that a type of mango?” She asked incredulously.
“It’s a family name!” You defended, trying hard not to laugh. Natasha clicked her teeth and opened her mouth to respond but was interrupted by gunshots. Both of your heads whipped to the door and on instinct you coated your body with titanium, thanks to your pendant around your neck. Natasha’s hands went to her pistol as you lead the way out the door.
“Stay behind me,” you said keeping light on your toes in your fighting stance.
“Why should I trust you? Aren’t you behind all of this?” She whisper-yelled.
“Then I guess you’re just another pretty face,” you smirked as a group of guards turned the corner and open fired. As each bullet ricocheted off of your skin but left holes in your clothing, revealing your titanium skin underneath. “Get to steppin’, twinkle toes.”
“Don’t call me that,” Natasha demanded as she returned fire towards the assailants as she used you as a shield, literally. With Natasha behind you, you slowly pressed on down the seemingly long stretched hallway.
“The only way out is past those guards, Y/N,” Marie informed you.
“Whatever is happening there isn’t affecting the guest on the main floor, try to keep the mess there. We’re on standby, metalhead,” Victor said with a hushed tone.
As conversation ran through your mind, you were also simultaneously analyzing each of the attackers. Five men in tuxedos, three of the of slim build armed with standard pistols. The other two were more troublesome with bigger builds, making you wonder how much money it took for all the strength mods. One had a shot gun and the last one had a semi-automatic, both had katanas slung behind their backs.
“I’m headed towards the access door on the south side. Think you can meet me in 5?” Jackie asked.
At the rushed tone of your partner’s voice, you whipped your arms down from a defensive stance and unleashed dual katanas out the palm of your hands. “I’d never leave you hanging Jackie,” you confirmed.
The guards showered the both of you in bullets until their magazines were empty. The all-dramatic moment when the hollow clicks of their weapon dawned on them.
“I hope you’re ready to dance, darling,” you smirked as you saw her whip out her batons out of the corner of your eye.
Natasha sighed, “You’re coming with me back to SHIELD after this is all over, Y/N.”
You charged toward the group with Natasha in tow. In rapid speed, your blades clashed with the two other ones. “If that’s your way of asking me out on a date then you’re gonna have to do better than that,” you struggled as you forced back both men with all your strength.
You quickly back up from your two opponents, creating some distance between you both. But the distance didn’t last long as the one the right charged for you. The man made a heave swing from down on to your smaller form, but you quickly caught his strike with your blades, with an X formation. Out of the corner of your, eye you saw the other opponent start to make a move for you.
“Don’t you two know anything about a samurai’s code of honor?!” You grunted. With you last bit of strength you pinched the blade before you and twisted your katanas, ripping the man’s weapon out of his hands. With the weapon tossed to the side, out of arms reach, you swung your arms back down, slicing deeply through the man’s chest. Blood splatter hitting you and everything surrounding.
While working to defeat one opponent, you had almost no time to react to the next as he swung at your face. He almost managed to slice it through, had your skin not reacted on instinct and hardened right before contact. “Really?! My face?!” You shouted with your head tilted and your arms hung loosely by your sides.
The man made no effort to respond to you any more than an annoyed grunt. Sneaking a glance behind him, you saw Natasha takedown her second opponent.
“Okay, hunchback of Notre Dame, give me what you got,” you challenged absorbing your swords back into your body and hardening your skin.
The enemy charged at you one last time, swinging from his right side. In fast motion, you caught his blade in the palm of your left hand, crunching it under your strength. While his mind was focused on his blade, your right hand quickly grasps his neck. As his neck is in a firm choke hold, he drops his weapon and claws at your fingers. Without a second thought, you pulled your head back and smashed your forehead right into his.
“Maybe, that’ll teach you some code of honor,” you said throwing his body off to the side.
“So messy,” Natasha scoffed. When you looked up, you saw her with her arms crossed and back against the wall.
“Alright, next time I’ll let you handle the giant roid meatheads,” you countered, pulling out your handkerchiefs and wiping your face. You checked your watch and saw that you had one minute two minutes to spare. Just enough time to get to Jackie.
“I would, but they seem to be more attracted to your ugly face.”
“And here I was being chivalrous and what not,” you said clicking your teeth. Once you were done, you tossed the cloth aside and made your way down the hall.
“Like I need help from you,” she bit back as she walked cautiously beside you with her gun pointed out in front of her.
“No, no, of course not,” you said making a face and shaking your head. Without warning you held out your hand, holding out a handful of widow bites, you created for her.
Before Natasha could even dismiss the gesture, she looked at her wrist and saw an empty holster. Begrudgingly, she took them from your hand. You smirked at her silent admittance of defeat, savoring the feeling of her fingertips grazing your skin.
“There’s an exit on your right, that’s gonna take you down to where Jackie is,” Marie said breaking your moment.
Abruptly, you clasped her hand in a hold with the widow bites in between. “You gotta admit, ma belle(my beautiful), we make a great team,” you said keeping her hand in yours. You gently placed your hand on her waist and guided her as her back hit the wall. Her gaze searched your eyes, a hint of vulnerability held within them. For a second, you could have sworn she felt something for you. Her gaze faltered under yours, as if she was making a hard decision.
At the end of the day, you had a job to do, and you couldn’t slip up now after how far you have already come. Once, you were sure she was distracted you held her wrist against the wall and solidified and metal cuff, securing her in place and backing away.
“I’m sorry. I need find him,” you said with guilt washing over you before pushing he exit door open.
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