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Vampire Atem/Yami Alphabet Headcanons

Found this list of vamp-themes headcanons by @an-annyeoing-writer and I knew I had to do them for our favorite king-turned-spirit!

For those of you who read my Spells of Defiance series, these headcanons can be taken as 100% canon to that AU <3

A - Accident - would they turn someone to save their life?

Oof, already starting with a hard one. So, Atem is one of those vampires who hates his existence, he believes it’s a curse. However, he does still love and care for people deeply, and he knows that for many, life is sacred even if it’s a cursed life. I think in a moment of weakness, especially in his earlier years as a vampire, he might turn someone just because he’s desperate not to lose them, only to regret his decision later, especially if that someone is like him and hates what they’ve become. We all make mistakes, right?

B - Bite - how do they bite? Sensually, aggressively? Do they make it hurt or try to be gentle?

Atem is extremely gentle when he feeds off of people, always careful not to bite too deep or tear the skin more than needed, he even holds you and tries to soothe you with gentle strokes of his hands. Now, whether he tries to make it “sensual” or at all sexual...that’s a complicated topic. While Atem is almost always disgusted with himself when/while he feeds, he does recognize that there is a level of intimacy and even romance that can be connected with drinking blood, so sometimes he can be persuaded to make it a more sensual thing if you’re his lover. 

C - Control - do they take advantage of their powers?

That depends on who’s in the equation. I can see Atem using his new powers in order to bring justice to those he sees as wrong doers (like his season 0/early manga-self) as a way to make his vampire abilities useful, so from that angle he would “take advantage” of his powers. He might even get some small gratification in using his strength and speed to hunt down evil people, them cowering in fear is retribution for their wrong-doings, but even that’s not too over the top. Other than that, no, he doesn’t really use his powers for advantages over others.

D - Dangerous - how scary they can get? How bad things can they do? What’s their ethics?

So, while Atem does have a very strong moral code, Atem also has a temper, and said temper might be harder to control when he’s a vampire. Even when he’s not growling in anger, he can have this cold glare that could make bikers squeamish. There are moments, especially when he was a younger vampire, where he loses his temper and can get pretty scary. If you’re his loved one don’t worry too much, he would never lose control enough to hurt you, even though his yelling (and maybe throwing a thing or two) is pretty scary on it’s own. If you’re someone he sees a vermin though watch out, when he gets scary you’re probably going to end up dead or wishing you were dead.

E - Exchange - do they opt for blood bags or animal blood, if possible?

He opts for animal blood as often as he can. Sometimes he’ll hunt said animals himself but even that is a little too violent for his liking (Atem is a softie okay?!) so if he can go to a local butcher and get animal blood from them he’ll do it that way. He’s not fond of blood bags because A) they’re harder to acquire and B) having human blood in a cold plastic bag just makes him long for warm human blood and skin under his teeth more. Sure animal blood isn’t as sustaining for him, but Atem spent decades (maybe even centuries) figuring out how much animal blood he needs to consume in order to keep his blood lust under control so he’ll choose that over harming an innocent human.

Also, side note, if you live with him I hope you don’t have a sensitive sense of smell, because he heats up the blood on the stove to make it taste better and it can make the house stinky lol

F - First bite - on what occasion would they bite you for the first time?

Oooh that’s a good one. Like I said Atem has a very complicated relationship with feeding from his loved ones, especially his s/o, and he’s never going to ask you for your blood. So I’d say that not only would you have to offer your blood to him, but he would have to be out of other feeding options at the time. He knows that once he reaches a certain point of hunger he loses control and might kill you in a hunger-induced blood rage, so if drinking from you now, before he gets to that point, prevents that danger, he’d be willing to. Like I said above, Atem would be very gentle with you on that occasion, holding you close and stroking the skin around the bite mark to soothe any pain, and when he’s done he’d kiss the wound and the sore skin around it as amends.

The only other “first bite” scenario I can think of is if you spend months convincing him that you don’t mind (or even like) the occasional bite and finally convince him to drink your blood during an intimate moment, and again he’s very gentle and mindful of not hurting you.

G - Growl - are they more on the “civilized” side or do they enjoy hunting their prey down?

A bit of both, I guess? Since he tries not to drink from humans he’s more civilized in that way, but like I said before he does “hunt” evil people like an avenging dark angel, which he may get some small form of enjoyment from, so... 

H - Hate - how do they feel about their kind? About themselves?

It’s honestly pretty depressing how much self-loathing Atem harbors. He genuinely thinks he’s an abomination. It doesn’t help that in all his centuries of living, he’s met very few vampires who’re “good” like him. He’s also someone who’s on a high horse and if he met a vamp who didn’t kill human’s but also wasn’t self loathing like him, he’d look down on said vampire. I’m warning you now if you fall in love with him, his self-hatred is very upsetting and can be hard to deal with.

I - Intimacy - how fast would they let you close to them? Would they want to share with you what they are?

Surprisingly, I say it’s not that hard. See, even though Atem thinks he’s a monster and tries his best to stay away from people, he also craves companionship and love. Sure, he’s spent several chunks of his immortal life isolating himself in remote woods and tall mountains for decades at a time, but he always returns to humanity at some point. So if you show that you want to be close to him he’ll try to warn you or even scare you away a bit, but it won’t take too long to let you in. And yes, he’d share what he is with you if you started to get close to him, not only as a means to scare you away “before he can hurt you” but also so you know what you’re getting into by being near him.

J - Joke - would they do pranks on other people with the use of their powers?

Sometimes, yes. If he’s close to you, he’ll start to get comfortable and like teasing you, so he’ll do minor things like sneak up behind you soundlessly and jump scare you, or zoom past you to get to something before you and play keep-away. Also, he doesn’t do this one intentionally, but sometimes he’ll be sitting in a dark room, and when you walk in you just suddenly hear this voice calling out to you in the darkness, scaring the crap outta you lol

K - Key - what’s the way of making them open up to you?

Honestly just...continue to shove your friendship in his face. Like I said under “intimacy” he still craves relationships and companionship despite how much he fears hurting people. He may try to push you away at first but if you just continue to hang around him he’ll eventually stop trying to scare you away and start opening up to you little by little.

L - Life - do they wish they were human?

Absolutely. I can see Atem, ever the fixer of problems, spending the first few hundred years searching for a cure for his “condition” not just for himself but for others who view vampires the same way. He often thinks about what his life would have been if he hadn’t been turned, and daydreams about the possibility of becoming human again. 

M - Murder - would they kill someone while feeding? Have they ever done so?

Atem has killed while feeding, yes, but not voluntarily. I’m going with the general lore that vampires, when starved too long, can't control their bloodlust and Atem has killed while in that state. When he wakes with a limp, lifeless body in his arms, he’s a devastated wreck. Hurting innocent people is literally his living nightmare and the idea that his bloodlust can turn him into an animal sickens him. He would spend decades learning how much blood he needs to consume and how often, in order to keep that bloodlust from taking control.

N - Nature - do they justify their doings? Do they consider them natural?

Atem, the self-loathing martyr of a fanged prince, considering his bloodlust natural? LMAOOOO No. No he doesn’t, nor does he ever justify his actions. In fact, he uses the terrible things he’s done to justify why he shouldn’t be loved or even alive.

O - Odd - do they have any specific hobbies or habits?

Our gentle dark prince still loves games and puzzles, I think he’d like modern brain teasers that keep his mind sharp and un-ironically loves the puzzle games printed on the back of sunday newspapers, even though they aren’t hard (for him anyway). If you got close to him and showed him games he never got to play bc they’re multiplayers he’d honestly love you. He’d win most of the time, let's be honest, especially things like Clue, but his expression is just so cute and excited when you play his favorites that you’d lose 1000 times over just to see it.

P - Pain - are they sadistic? Do they enjoy what they do?

Nope. I think you all have the idea by now but Atem is one of the most self-loathing and gentle vampires you’d meet....or at least he’s gentle with you. Other vampires who hurt people for fun? Okay, I can see him being ever so slightly sadistic when dealing with creatures like that, he has no mercy for vampires who’ve embraced their monstrous curse, best you run the other way when he punishes them, else you may actually get a little frightened of him...

R - Roles - do they enjoy pretending to be normal people? How do they feel about leaving their life behind to start a new one?

I wouldn’t say that Atem pretends to be normal, in fact, the only part of his vampirism that he embraces is being an “other”, or rather, the aesthetic of being odd, something that most humans feel uneasy when confronted with. He’d see this as a good tool to keep people he may hurt away from him. He’s no stranger to stalking graveyards/cemeteries, creeping in the shadows in a way that has others scurrying past if they happen to spot him, basically anything that makes him seem creepy and makes others keep their distance. Ultimately it hurts him since he’s unexplainably lonely, but it hurts more to know he may hurt the humans he comes across. On the same note, leaving behind one life for another to avoid suspicion is a double-edged sword for him, while it reminds him how terribly lonely existence is, it’s good to keep those who might’ve grown close to him safe.

S - Scars - do they leave marks or try to make the wounds small and invisible?

If Atem feeds from someone voluntarily (as in, not in an animalistic state), he’ll do everything he can to not leave lasting marks. Leaving marks means more pain and we all know how much he hates causing pain to others. 

T - Turned - how were they turned?

In my fic, Marik turned Atem as a form of revenge, but otherwise, I could honestly see Atem being turned by any YGO villain. I say villain because him being cursed with this life by a villain (like Bakura for example, or maybe another minion of Zorc) kind of goes along with the original story’s need to punish Atem and cast him into darkness for things that ultimately weren’t his fault.

U - Universe - what’s their biggest wish that they can’t achieve as immortals?

Mostly just...being close to people without constantly worrying that he’ll hurt or kill them. I can also see Atem yeaning for the simple pleasure of growing old and dying with one's family. If he fell in love he would crave the ability to just settle down and grow old together. Hell, he’s even one of those morbid romantics who thinks couples dying within days of each other is sweet and wishes he could do that when he loses his lover to old age.

V - Vampire - would they turn you?

Man again with the hard ones! Oof, okay, so...If you asked Atem to turn you, he’d say no, reciting his monologue about how vampires are cursed vermin who shouldn’t even exist, even if you retained your humanity after the turn, he knows the deep reaches of this curse and what it will make you do, and he hates the idea of you going through what he has.

...However, much like in the very first headcanon on this list...Atem makes mistakes and has his weak moments. If your life ended unexpectedly, of you were taken from him suddenly, like attacked or in some fatal accident, he may turn you in a moment of weakness; a desperate need to cling to you taking over his better judgment. He’d hate himself after and the only way he’d ever feel okay with it, is if time proved that you retained your humanity. He would teach you how to control your blood lust so you don’t have to go through half the things he has, and only then would he be okay with what he did to you in his moment of weakness.

W - War - would they engage in fighting their own kind for the humanity’s sake?

Yes! No one even has to ask him, Atem basically thinks the only good thing he can do with his powers is to rid the world of other vampires. He’s basically an avenging angel who’ll hunt down any vampire who threatens a human.

Y - Yandere - would they become dangerous to you (their lover)?

For the most part, I’d say no. Atem is self-aware and emotionally intelligent enough to tell if he ever starts crossing lines into “unhealthy” territory, and if that ever happened, he’d literally run away. He would leave you in order to protect you, no matter how much it hurt. There may be one (literally ONE) incident where he does something to you that crosses the line, but he’d be instantly horrified and remove himself from your life, moving to the other side of the world with no means to follow him, if it meant protecting you from himself. Now the chances of this happening in the first place? Hard to say. I really don’t think Atem is unhinged or even violent enough for it to be likely, but, an argument could be made that after everything he’s gone through, Atem may start seeing you and his love for you in an obsessives, unhealthy way. Again though, even if this did happen he would realize it and run away before it can go too far.

Z - Zombie - are they on their way to losing sanity?

I don’t think so. Atem is as strong (mentally/emotionally) as they come. Maybe eventually, after millennia and millennia of constantly losing loved ones and dealing the the monster he’s become he would start losing his sanity, but that would take a long, long time. 

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SLS 2021 Creator Reveals

We’ve reached the end of the exchange and that means it’s time to reveal the creators of all our works!

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Below the cut is the final list of all the works produced for the exchange and the creators.

Cold as Ice, Warm my Heart by lil_aussie_girl for parkrstark (MCU, 1.5k)

The cold took away one love already, and his greatest fear is that it will do it again - before he has the chance to say those three important words.

Strength Like The Sea/A Familiar Yet Foreign Face by Lacrimula_Falsa for funkyspacegirlfriend (AU, 3k)

There had to be another explanation for the ugly burning feeling in his chest because this wasn’t a rom-com and he’d known Steve for less than a day.

After years of his father fruitlessly searching for one, Tony finally gets to meet a real-life vampire.

· · ·*‒*‒ ‒ ‒*‒ ·*‒ · ‒ ‒

Anthony.

No, not Anthony, because Anthony had crumbled to dust right before his eyes. But this man looked so eerily similar to him, he could have been Anthony’s twin brother. Only the eyes were different, warm brown instead of cold blue. After being woken nearly a century after he went into stasis because the pain of losing his lover Anthony was too much, Steven meets a man who looks just like him.

I Know There is Comfort Where We Overlap by jellybeanforest for ghosthan (Ults, 10k)

As a relic of a bygone era, Steve struggles with feelings of isolation and severe depression made worse by his recent breakup with Jan Pym. He secretly hooks up with random strangers chasing a sense of connection with someone, anyone. Things are going (not) well when he and fellow Ultimate, Iron Man, are tasked with infiltrating a Thai resort serving as a front for illegal arms dealing. Only catch: They must go undercover as a married couple on their honeymoon.

finding steve rogers by jacobby for geekymoviemom (MCU, 6k)

Steve sighs. “Sorry. I wasn’t a very good tour guide. Ma always told me about the town, but she never got into specifics.”

Tony takes Steve’s hand in his and places it close to his lips. “It’s your first time here too. We understand.”

AKA

After a botched mission with SHIELD, Steve takes a vacation with his family to a town in Ireland.

Things are knot as they seem by BladeoftheNebula for DepressingGreenie (AU, 3k)

Everyone assumes Captain America is an alpha and Steve doesn’t see the harm in not correcting them. After all, Alphas command respect while omegas are still considered far too delicate for leadership.

And sure, it sucks hiding his designation when he’s in love with Tony Stark, the hottest alpha he’s ever seen, but what alpha would want an omega who could lift them with one hand?

So it’s fine. It’s not as if anyone was ever going to find out his secret anyway…

A drop of love by CapAL for Perlmutt (AU, Comic)

After sleeping for 70 years Steve wakes up to a world that he doesn’t understand. As an age-old vampire he’s seen a lot of things in his life, but nothing has ever confused him as much as the bubbly Starbucks barista Tony. They meet by chance and Steve stays. He falls for him, even though he knows he shouldn’t, and together they explore modern New York, while Steve tries to hide his true nature from Tony, afraid that he would send him away if he knew the truth.

The Fake Prince and the Cat  by Neverever for Fluffypanda (AU, 5.5k)

Steve is sent in place of Prince Brock to marry the libertine Tony Stark. It's better than he thought it would be, plus he makes friends with a cat.

father to son by parkrstark for HogwartsToAlexandria (MCU, 2.5k)

Steve had been planning on asking Peter to be his son, officially, for weeks now, but he always chickened out because he didn't thik he was good enough for the boy. Funnily enough, Peter had the same idea, but when he showed the adoption papers to Steve, he didn't have the best of reactions.

The Best Half Of Me by Huntress79 for RoseRose (AU, 1.5k)

An encounter with one of his exes at a charity gala opens Tony’s eyes about how much he really loves Steve - and how much he’s looking forward to their future together.

neither here nor there by ghosthan for  Welcoming_Disaster (616, 18k)

Captain America comes back from Dimension Z changed. He has had over a decade of his life taken from him, as well as the woman he loved. Stoic, secretive, and traumatized, much of what he experienced remains a mystery to SHIELD and the world; Tony is there to help him heal, and uncover the truth about how much Steve has lost.

The Eventide Aspect by geekymoviemom for ishipallthings (MCU, T, 12k)

“Yeah, Cap, about that,” Tony says, looking rather sheepish as he scratches at the back of his neck.

“Yeah?” asks Steve.

“Well… remember those half-baked ideas that I mentioned?  I’m afraid this might be one of ‘em,” says Tony.

“Okay.  Care to explain it to someone who doesn't speak technical?”

“Ahh…” Tony trails off, mumbling under his breath again.  “Yeah.  Um… if my theory is correct, I’m thinking that when we stepped through that window, we might’ve entered another dimension.”

Looking by Robin_tCJ for Vento_Lunar (MCU, E, 4k)

After a raid on a HYDRA base, Steve's body reverts back to the way it was before the serum. Tony still wants him.

You Had Me in the First Half by Corsets_and_Cardigans for Robin_tCj (MCU, E, 2k)

Steve is on his way to meet Bucky for a movie before their football team goes away for a game. Too bad Tony has plans for him! He'll apologize to Bucky for it later.

the rest is history by starksnack for muchmoremajestic (Avengers Academy, G, 2k)

It's Steve's birthday and he usually likes to spend it alone. Of course, Tony has other ideas.

Basically just some soft AvAc fluff.

(Let Me) Love and Be Loved by HeLovedYou for wikketkrikket (MCU, T, 6k)

Steve forgets how to self-sabotage his own happiness.

He also forgets his team, his soulmate and the last three years of his life.

avengers featuring steve’s doppleganger vol 1 (FANCOMIC) by wingheads for jellybeanforrest (616, Art)

tony dates a man who looks a lot like steve. everyone can see it, everyone knows what that means, except tony, who doesn't seem to realize he's dating steve's doppelganger. steve doesn't see the resemblance either and actually comes to like tony's new boyfriend, but then one of the other avengers spills the beans that they look exactly alike to tony, who can't unsee it now and breaks up with the new guy, only for steve to be sad that his baseball-buddy won't be around anymore.

Hart Island by Amber_Skye for lil_aussie_girl (MCU, G, 12k)

Steve is acting out of character, and Tony and the other Avengers can’t work out why.

the soul of dragons by funkyspacegirlfriend for Amber_Skye (MCU, T, 2k)

Steve’s dragon companion is the largest Tony’s ever seen up close. And she captivates Tony from the very first moment.

Just in the Knit of Time by DepressingGreenie for picturecat (Avengers Assemble, T, 2.5k)

Steve only has a week to tell Tony he loves him before his secret is leaked to the world.

Learning Curve by picturecat for Huntress79 (Avengers Academy AU, G, 2k)

Freshly defrosted, Steve Rogers is the newest teacher at the Avengers Academy—an attempt to guide and teach the newest generation of heroes before they have to take on the burdens of their teachers. Steve himself has a lot of learning to do.

First Impression by veryvincible for wingheads (616, M, 7k)

The Avengers find the schematics of a deadly weapon in the hands of an up-and-coming villain. To safely retrieve the data that led to its creation and keep the city safe in the process, they have to take a very subtle approach. The man-- Jack Marshall-- has an eye for hunks and a tendency to get vulnerable with them. The team could use this to their advantage, if they have the right assets.

Enter Steve.

Dandelions and Lilies by Wikketkrikket for CapAL (AU, G, 4k)

Written for CapAL for the StonylovesSteve event 2021.

A summer job in the florists is pretty good, as summer jobs go; and when a handsome guy comes in with some very particular requirements it gets even better.

Or it would, if Steve wasn't lying about the meaning of every bouquet he sold.

Potshot by jellybeanforest for jacobby (AU, T, 2.5k)

In an expansive wasteland infested with hordes of the undead, Steve, leader of a group of ex-military operatives known as the Avengers, searches for survivors and supplies in the ruins of the old world.

That’s all well and good, but Tony would do just about anything for an American cheeseburger.

For Stony Loves Steve 2021. Based on a prompt by jacobby.

Remorse and Rapture by oliverparker for optimusprime13 (AU, E, 6k)

When Steve's mother falls ill, he's forced to move in with the family she works for. He's not thrilled about it.

Shards of Eternities by Perlmutt for starksnack (AU, T, 5k)

Rumor had it that the war would soon be over. It could not end soon enough. Until then, Anthony would wait for Steven. He would wait and protect their child. He would wait and write another thousand letters for his alpha, his mate, his husband, if only he would come home, come for him, come for them.

Two Can Play That Game by JehBeEhh for Becci Barnes (BeccEEE) (MCU, T, 4k)

Tony Stark is many things. Patient isn't always one of them. Especially not when there's a happily ever after at the end of that bout of patience.

Uncovered by mariana_oconnor for Corsets_and_Cardigans (MCU, G, 6k)

Steve didn't think the tip-off was anything more than the usual nonsensical conspiracy theory. He only went to check it out because he was curious. He definitely wasn't expecting it to be a trap.

Build Me Up Buttercup by ishipallthings for BladeoftheNebula (4k, M, MCU)

Tony sees the gold letters spelling “Stark” on the edge of Steve’s hood and his mind grinds to a halt. Steve looks good wearing his name. Too good.

(In which Steve starts experimenting with a new style. Tony does not find this infuriatingly attractive, thank you very much.)

Discovery [Art] by Fluffypanda for captainstars (Art, G, Noir)

Renowned adventurer Tony Stark discovers a carving of a lost civilization's protector.

I left my heart (at home with you) by captainstars for UisceOneLove (2k, G, AU)

It shouldn’t have surprised him as much as it did.

The man grinned at him, wide and beautiful. Steve couldn’t help sneaking another glance towards the heavens. They really lost their citizens fairly easily. Steve would like to say this was the first white robed beauty he had come across until now, but he wasn’t.

(OR)

Steve moved to a cabin in the woods hoping to live the life of a hermit werewolf. When Tony Stark decided to become his new neighbor, it threw a bit of a wrench into Steve’s plans.

(OR)

A werewolf and an incubus cuddling in a tree.

Raspberry Beret (I Think I Love Her) by ralsbecket for oliverparker (4k, M, 3490)

When Steve looked at Natasha, he knew in his heart that she was what put his derailed train back on its tracks. For the first time since they met, Steve felt like he had some semblance of a plan for his future. And he wanted Natasha to be a part of it.

Savior Complex by optimusprime13 for HeLovedYou (18.5k, G, AU)

Wealthy businessman Steve Rogers stumbles into barely-getting-by Tony Stark in a cemetery, and they hit it off immediately. Steve is enamored by Tony’s razor-sharp wit, his startling intelligence, and his penchant for building stuff. He has a problem though - he can’t stop wanting to save everybody around him, especially Tony - who is struggling to make ends meet. However, Tony is too proud and stubborn to accept any help from Steve. But when Tony gets kidnapped to act as bait for Steve, how far will Steve go to save Tony when it means sacrificing himself?

Through His Stomach by RoseRose for JehBeeEh (2k, G, MCU)

Steve decides he wants to try to cook with all the new ingredients he has found in this new time, but he needs someone else to taste-test his creations. Tony is holed up in his workshop, so he makes the perfect guinea pig. The two of them grow closer over several meals.

Iron & Sapphire by Becci Barnes (BeccEEE) for Lacrimula_Falsa (AU, 5k)

Steve can always sense him, long before Tony enters his cave. It makes his blue scales tremble and his big wings flutter in excitement. Tony brings light and warmth into this musty hideout he calls home. And food. And while they may be as odd a couple as you can imagine, that won't stop them from bantering and cuddling just like anyone else.

Man On The Moon by Welcoming_Disaster for veryvincible (616, 7k)

Things haven't been the same since Steve has found out about Tony's secret identity. A mission that goes wrong forces both of them to confront why.

I Love You to the Moon and Back by muchmoremajestic for mariana_oconnor (MCU, 3k)

After Steve gets attacked in the woods, certain changes start happening.

Happy Birthday to America's ass by njava97 for ralsbecket (MCU, 2.5k)

It's the night before Steve's birthday and something is very wrong.

Magic's in the Moving Portrait by UisceOneLove for neverever (AU, 9.5k)

Without his ma, Steve's lost his ability to make art. In walks new wizarding student Tony Stark, who also happens to be his new roommate. All hope might not be lost just yet for him and his brush.

Reach The Sky by Vento_Lunar for njava97 (MCU, art)

Non-serum Steve Rogers saves the world. (And Tony saves him)

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Between the Lines || III

PAIRING: Steve Rogers & Fem!Reader (Platonic) / Natasha Romanoff x Fem!Reader / Wanda Maximoff x Fem!Reader / Natasha Romanoff x Fem!Reader x Wanda Maximoff

Summary: Vampire AU. Life has changed drastically since the 1600s. Things are always on the move, and you’ve been very careful to not get on SHIELDs radar. Living on the down-low owning a café, you’re content to live out a quiet existence. That is until the Avengers enter your life.

[Set after the New York Invasion, in CAWS, and goes up to AoU. Canon divergent after.]

Warnings: This series will contain smut(**), poly-relationship, and dark themes.

Note: Things..are happening. Please let me know if you want to be on the taglist for this fic :)!

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The following week was routine once more. Natasha didn't revisit the café, which you couldn't tell if you felt relief or not. David did lecture that you had to be more careful because it was most likely that Black Widow was looking into your background. He wasn't worried she'd find anything, but one can never be too careful.

Steve stopped by the café less too, as they now hung out outside the café more regularly. You had finally given in and hired two more people to the café and promoted Sarah to the manager position, so you didn't have to spend too much time there yourself. You essentially only came in when you knew Steve was going to be in...or maybe on the off chance Natasha would come in again.

Allison's mother was finally discharged from the hospital, but with all the missed time from work, you still found yourself looking after the young girl while her mother picked up extra shifts—not that you minded.

It was currently the weekend, and you had planned to take Allison to the park for a picnic and some games. You had asked Steve to tag along if he wasn't busy, but it turns out that he did have work that day. He seemed really crushed that he wasn't going to be able to go, but you had assured him it would be fine, and they could get together another time.

It was strange. They weren't dating or anything, definitely just friends. But the last time they had gone out together with Allison, the number of strangers who commented they looked like a beautiful family made you panic a bit, especially with the wistful look on Steve's face. It seemed like he was thinking about other things as people made those comments, though, not necessarily wistful to have a family with you.

And you knew—about this lost love, about Peggy Carter.   

The poor man seemed unable to move on while wanting to, but then feeling guilty about it. Since you were supposed to pretend not to know anything, it wasn't like you could talk to him about it. So, they were stuck in this weird limbo.

"Lainey, can we please get peaches?"   

You immediately brought your attention back to Allison, who you had in your shopping cart with multiple things strewn in for their picnic date.    

You grinned at the kid, "Alright, put the puppy face away, you're killing me here. We can definitely get some peaches."   

As the two of you stood in front of the peaches, you meticulously picked out peaches as Allison animatedly recalled a story.   

"Really? How interesting," you hummed to Allison.   

"Quite a cute one you've got there."   

The gruff voice brought your attention away from the peach. You looked up to see a man in his late 30s standing next to your cart with a basket.    

"Thanks," you said politely but curt.   

"My name's Glenn. I just wanted to say hi," He gave you a flirty grin and held out his hand.    

"Hi," you shook his hand politely as he stared at your gloved hands.   

"Cold?" He asked.   

"Something like that," you said with a wry grin.   

"Anyways," you said with an eyebrow raised at the stranger, "We've got to head off now, nice to meet you."   

Just as you were turning away with the cart, the man grabbed you by the arm to stop you.   

"Wait!"    

You clenched her jaw, turning back to him, eyes darkening, and just as you were about to speak a command, someone grabbed his arm and gripped it tightly enough to make the man let go. You blinked, your eyes clearing as you looked over to see Natasha standing there, her jaw set in a tight line and eyes entirely calm.   

"I think you should leave now," her voice was low, and she gripped the man's arms tightly enough for him to wince before she let go with a fling.    

The man looked like he wanted to say something, but there must've been warning bells in his head when he looked at Natasha, so he grumbled and turned to leave.   

Natasha turned her attention back over to you, eyeing the kid from the side. Steve definitely did not mention that you had a kid.   

"Natalie! What a surprise. Thanks for that, really," you said sincerely, a happy grin on your face.   

"No worries," Natasha shook her head with a wave of her hand.   

"You're not working today?" You asked curiously. It was only about one in the afternoon.   

Natasha grinned. "Got off early today," she said simply.   

"Lainey...peach..." Allison whined slightly, her lips jutting out in a pout. You turned over with a slight chuckle and roll of your eyes.   

"Alright, alright, I've got the treasure in tow, we can go." You turned back to Natasha, biting your lip slightly. It was a long shot, but why not. Sometimes it was better to keep people like Natasha close to ward off suspicion.   

"Listen, I don't know if you're busy today. We're about to head to Central Park for a picnic. Steve couldn't make it, but would you...would you like to join us?"   

It was a lot to ask someone who you've spoken to just once, even though it was a lengthy time. Natasha considered it for a moment with a tilt her head.    

"I'd love to," she said after a moment. If the opportunity to get to know the mysterious girl presented itself, why not?   

You smiled, "Great! We'll meet you there. Bring anything you'd like, but I do have a lot of food and drinks."   

With that, you went separate ways before shortly meeting up at the park again. You made small talk as you put out a picnic blanket and set everything down. Natasha helped carry some things, and as they sat down, Allison already pulling the kite that you packed.   

"Oh, hold on, I'm just going to get her set up," you said, walking off with the bouncing child.   

Natasha watched from a distance, arms crossed as she sat with her legs pressed together and on her side.   

She thought about calling Steve to see what the deal was with the kid but decided against it since she didn't want to end up answering the hundreds of questions the guy would have about seeing you. Allison didn't quite look like she was yours as the two of you shared different hair and eye colors.  

Maybe a niece?   

Before she knew it, you were back and taking a seat with a small huff.    

"Tired?" Natasha asked with a grin.   

You gave her a wry grin back, "Think I'd be used to that bundle of energy now, but she definitely keeps me on my toes."   

"Is she yours?" Natasha asked with a tilt of her head.   

You shook your head, feeling like a broken record with how much you had to repeat things.

"Oh, no. She's my neighbor's kid. She's a single mom and just got out of the hospital. They don't have any other family in the city, so I offered to watch her. Now, her mom is picking up some extra shifts to make up for what she's missed, so I watch her when needed."   

Natasha gave a small gentle smile. "You have a lot of free time?"   

You shrugged, "Well, I did end up hiring more people and promoted my one employee to be a manager. So, yeah, I guess I do have more free time now."   

Natasha hummed. "I guess your side book rentals does make a good profit after a certain point."   

You laughed, "Sure does! I'm like a blockbuster."   

"You do know they went out of business, right?" Natasha said with a raise of her eyebrow and a smirk.   

"I'll become Netflix then," you replied right back without missing a beat. It caused Natasha to chuckle. With that, you pulled out a thermos and some paper cups.   

"Coffee?" You asked, and Natasha nodded. You handed the redhead a cup, and the aroma already made Natasha feel warm.    

"Mmm," Natasha purred at the taste. "Seriously, there's got to be a secret ingredient in this coffee. I refuse to believe you can just make it this good."   

You jokingly looked affronted. "Well, suck on it. I do just make it that good."   

You pulled out the peaches that you bought, wiping them clean with a wet paper towel, and began to cut it with a knife. Natasha watched, again, with the black gloves but also that it was clear that you were experienced with holding a knife as you cut it with ease and quickly. You took out the pit and shaved off peach skin into a plastic bag and put the sliced peaches in a container.   

"Allison!" You called out. The little girl looked over and beamed with pure happiness as she trotted over for the fruit.   

"Thanks, Lainey!" Allison made a move to grab a slice, but you grabbed the girl's hand gently.   

"Hold it there, my little criminal. The last thing we need is sticky fingers. Here, use a fork."   

Allison grinned as she grabbed the utensil with the fruit already on it and took a bite. She eyed Natasha, and the redhead smiled at her.   

"Are you friends with Steve?" Allison asked, remembering that you told Natasha that Steve couldn't make it.   

Natasha looked taken aback slightly before smiling at the kid. "Yeah, we're friends."   

Allison simply nodded but didn't ask any more questions, which Natasha found a little strange.   

"Okay," she said simply. Maybe the kid was assessing her?   

"Do you like peaches?" Allison asked, and Natasha blinked. She should be more used to this, with Clint having kids and all.   

"Yeah," Natasha replied with ease. "They're delicious."   

Allison grinned, and Natasha felt like she passed some sort of test.    

"Great!" Allison exclaimed, passing over her container with some peaches left. "You can have some of my peaches. I'm going to go play now. If you play with me later, I'll tell you some funny stories about Lainey."   

You looked in disbelief as you looked at the child, "Don't you dare, Allie."    

Allison stood up, grabbing the frisbee, spotting some other children in the field. She laughed, looking at Natasha once more and winked as she ran off.   

Natasha had to put her hand over her mouth as she tried to control her laughter. You glared playfully at the redhead.   

"I can't believe I was just used as leverage for your participation," you muttered.   

"Why? You got some really embarrassing stories?" Natasha smirked.    

You merely pursed your lips together and pretended to zip your lips, and Natasha found herself relaxing a little more. She really should use this opportunity to find out more about you, but she found that it was just natural to be the moment with you.   

But as you handed her a cut sandwich that had a fried cutlet in it with a mystery sauce, Natasha found it was the time to ask about the gloves.   

"Are you a germaphobe? Or perpetually cold?" Natasha found that the weather itself was warm, no need for gloves. She knew some people with arthritis would wear gloves, but the type that you wore didn't seem like it was for warmth.   

"Kind of a germaphobe," You answered, without missing a beat. You took a bite of the sandwich, leaning a little back.   

"Nothing extreme, but working at the café and touching money has gotten me sick a couple times. I don't like touching things directly if I can help it."    

Natasha nodded, enjoying the sandwich. She didn't question it too much when there were people like Tony Stark out there with weird quirks himself.   

"So, I guess since you know I own the café, what do you do?"   

"I'm a personal assistant for Stark Industries," Natasha answered, eyeing your reaction. You didn't seem to react much.   

"Oh, cool. Must keep you busy if you work for Tony."   

"You know Tony Stark?" Natasha asked with an eyebrow raised, and you gave her a look.   

"Who doesn't know Tony Stark? Even I, a hermit, would know."   

Natasha smiled, but she felt it. There was something off about you. Knowing Tony Stark meant knowing about him being an Avenger. So, you had to know about other members who were publicly known. Steve had been doing so many interviews.   

But Steve wouldn't appreciate her asking outright.   

Even if she wanted to, Allison had come back from playing frisbee. You gave the girl a hand wipe and handed her a sandwich and juice that was in a bottle to avoid spilling.   

"Alright, kid. We got enough time for one more game, and we're gonna head out. Your mom said she's going to be home for dinner. Choose wisely."    

Allison pursed her lips, gripping her bottle before she seemed to come to a decision.   

"Jenga! I'm going to win this time."    

You smirked, "alright."   

Allison immediately moved over to Natasha. "Can we team up? Lainey never loses in this game!"   

Natasha blinked, looking over to you, who nodded. The redhead looked back to the kid and smiled. "Alright, we'll secure victory this time."   

"In your dreams! Allie will spill my dirty secrets, so there will be no mercy."   

With the game set up, they began. You were pretty good, but Natasha was just as good. The redhead noticed that you had incredibly steady hands. As you took pieces out, your hand was impossibly still.    

Eventually, they had gotten to where the stack was pretty unsteady, and a lot of the levels had only the middle pieces, including the bottom. It was coming down to that even trying to take any side pieces would result in the stack collapsing. As it was Natasha's turn, she eyed the stack, calculating her best bet. It would have to be the bottom piece. She steadied her hand as she latched onto the piece, and with precision and quickness, she yanked out the piece, the stack moving down perfectly without even swaying.    

Allison cheered, and Natasha smirked at you. You didn't even look phased. You eyed the stack, and just like Natasha, it would be foolish to try to grab a side piece. 

This was it.    

Natasha watched in disbelief as she saw you eyeing a middle piece that was literally in the middle level of the stack with no side pieces.   

No, you wouldn't.   

Would you?  

There was no way you could grab that without having the stack fall over.   

You lifted your gloved hand and put your fingers in a flicking motion, and with just the right amount of force and speed, you flicked the piece out, and it flew right into Natasha. The stack lowered another level and barely swayed as it settled.   

You looked at Natasha smugly.   

"ты серьезно," Natasha muttered are you serious in Russian and she swore, the slight twitch in your lip made Natasha believe that you knew what she said, but as quick as she saw it, it was gone.   

"Ugh," Allison groaned, taking out a piece, making the entire stack collapse. "I'll never beat you, Lainey."   

You laughed as you collected the pieces to put away. "Practice, sweetpea. You can challenge me in the next lifetime."   

You cackled as Allison playfully threw a piece at you in retaliation.    

"Don't worry, we'll get her next time," Natasha said to comfort the young girl who leaned against her and sighed.   

"There's a next time?" You asked playfully, and Natasha tilted her head.   

"Should there be?" The redhead asked back cryptically.   

You licked your bottom lip slightly, the action drawing Natasha's attention to it.   

"Yeah," You said finally. "We're friends, right?"   

Natasha nodded. "Yeah, friends."   

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It was a few days again before you saw Natasha at the café. She seemed to stop by more often now to pick up coffee but didn't have the time like Steve did to sit around and chat with you.   

It was fine by you, it seemed like Natasha did find you odd, but not to the point where she was investigating you.   

It was becoming a problem, though. You liked Natasha and Steve, liked spending time with them. But the more you did, the more you were putting yourself at risk, putting David at risk.    

You figured you would have to leave soon. Maybe tell them you had a family member in another country that was ill, and you needed to take care of them. Then, you would die in a fiery car crash with nothing to identify you but your dental records and disappear and start over with a new identity.   

It was another month that passed that neither Steve or Natasha showed up, and it worried you.   

Steve used to stop by 3-4 times a week and Natasha at least 3 times when she was free. You were aware that sometimes they would have missions, but they were always back within days, the latest a week.    

That night, you called David.   

"What's up? Great timing, I have some more news about The Winter Soldier and the descendants." You got an immediate reply.    

"Great, brief me on that later. I need you to look up something else. Something's wrong. I haven't seen Steve or Natasha in over a month. Can you find anything?"   

You could hear something like "good riddance" being mumbled, but you chose to ignore it.   

"Oh shit," David finally said.   

"What? What's wrong?"   

"Steve has been listed as a fugitive. It looks like SHIELD is compromised by HYDRA. Black Widow is most likely helping him, and Nick Fury is dead." 

It was quiet on the other line for a bit, you could hear him clicking on his keyboard.   

You were shocked, and worry overcame you. Steve was a fugitive?    

"Ah shit, this was what I wanted to tell you. The Winter Soldier is in America, caught him on a couple street cameras. He killed Nick Fury."   

"Is the man actually dead?" Based on your past experience, there was no way the man would die that easily.   

"I'll have to look more into that and get back to you. I don't know. There's a lot of shady shit going on within SHIELD. It doesn't look good right now for them."   

"Where are they? Can you find them?"   

"Hold on, let me find any live feed from street cameras." 

The minutes passed by agonizingly as you heard typing on the keyboard and the mouse clicking.

"Okay, I've got visuals. I'll send the details to your phone. What are you going to do?" 

You were already changing and packing anything you might need.

"Well, I know The Winter Soldier doesn't play around. I can't just let them deal with whatever's happening. I need you to send more intel to my cell, okay?"

David was silent. "You know this means you're exposing yourself, don't you?"   

You sighed. "Yes, but...I don't know...I care about them enough."

David let out a huge frustrated sigh. "Fuck sake's, fine. I'll send you some details. You better hope our asses don't get imprisoned."

"Well, if Fury is really dead, we might not have to worry about that too much. Worst case scenario, we can work for Stark."   

"Oh, so we just really exposing our asses to everyone now."

"Well, I highly doubt we'll be able to keep our existence a secret to just two Avengers."   

"I hate you."   

You let out a chuckle as David hung up. You sent a text to Allison's mother that you would be out of town indefinitely handling some personal business, but you left some money and a babysitter's number in Allison's drawer when you were over the other day in case of emergencies.   

Grabbing your car keys, you left.   

Somehow, you knew you were going to change everything by doing this, but maybe that wouldn't be the end of the world.  

PART IV

[karimac]

...in the details, Part 2

A/N: Warning for this series: 18+ audience (minors DNI), some cinematic level violence, some fluff and angst. Doubt that smut will be involved, but it may be implied. I’ll make sure that is noted clearly if it pops up.

All relationships, at this point anyway, are platonic.

Please do not repost or translate my work. Likes, comments and reblogs are greatly appreciated.

A bit about the OC Kari

Part 1

All mistakes are my own.

Word count: 2,249

Before you ventured into Westview, a flight of birds overhead reminded you of Redwing and Sam. Poor Sam. That sixth sense you had told you that fight at the compound was going to lead you all into very weird places. And the first one left you very squarely not in the room once again.

This time it was Steve and Bucky being thick as thieves, and you and Sam were…making a sandwich run? Couldn’t exactly get GrubHub to make a delivery to an attack site, could you? Bruce did not want some driver with a cellphone putting video up on Snapchat. “How would that look?” he bemoaned as he worked on the time travel platform. “We’d be getting tourists left and right. I don’t need that.” So off you and Sam went.

“You know, you could just, you know,” Sam started to say as he waved his hands like he thought a wizard would do, “and just poof up a plate of stuff. Right? With extra food for Banner, of course. He inhales tacos like nobody’s business. Just ask Tic Tac.”

“Sam, what have I told all of you before? Magic is the transfer of energy and matter. No suitable food stuff means no sandwiches. I can’t just think about the deli counter at Wegman’s and make a sandwich and a side of coleslaw appear in my hand. So, we’ll order on the app and pick it up. Just like everyone else. Before I hit the button, any changes to your order?”

“No, it’s fine. But don’t tell me you’ve never done shit like that when you’ve had your back against it,” Falcon huffed as you went to the rental car you’d gotten earlier in the day. That, thank Heaven, was easy to get at the local but extremely small airport.

“I’ve killed small rodents and eaten them, and I don’t mean just rabbits. Snakes, too. And, well, birds of prey, like falcons,” you groaned as you started to get into the car, but you stopped and headed back to the passenger side. “And I know you hate my driving, so here you go,” you said as you handed Sam the keys. “Sorry it isn’t a Ferrari. I was lucky to get this Kia. They didn’t exactly have anything race course worthy.”

As Sam climbed in, he saw bags of gear in the back seat. “You pulling a Wanda? Need some me time away from all us testosterone jockeys? Cyborg is going to be pissed.”

“Bucky has other stuff to deal with, trust me,” you said as you rolled your eyes. “He does not need to add Crazy Old Broad to his growing list of things to do and people to take care of this week. I heard him talking to Steve…”

“You? Eavesdropping? You are human!” Sam smirked, but then he saw the comment had hit a nerve. “You know I was kidding, right?”

“I know you are,” you said as you swallowed hard. In reality, you were not exactly buying that last comment. Sam was a sweetheart, but his comment sounded like things Tony and Steve had said about you in the weeks before the Time Heist. It depended on the situation, but one or the other of them seemed to question you, your motives, your powers and what they could do, and, at times, your grasp on reality. You did have a connection to a goddess they couldn’t see. Blaming them for having those questions just was not in your wheelhouse. “And yeah, maybe I just need to go figure a few things out. You guys know how to get me back here if you need me.”

“Somehow I don’t think Steve, Bucky and I would look so great standing and screaming your name in the middle of a fight,” Sam noted as he finally turned the key in the ignition.

“Now who is having issues with gender roles?” you said with a very pronounced side glance. “Sam, we are all human. We all need a save now and then. Maybe you’ll never have to utter my name again after today, unless you guys can’t find something you think I hid? Thor will be back once he’s done exploring the universe, and you can always get him here fast if you have Strange find him. And Wong is just dying for his shot as a full time Avenger. We all know that! And I can go back and do, well, goddess stuff, I guess. And raise horses. Just, please, make sure no one drops the ball on Parker. He lost his parents and his uncle. Losing Tony will hit him harder than anyone likely expects. He’s a good kid. He just needs support and guidance. Now, want to get this thing moving, or do you want me to drive?”

“And have you antagonize the local cops by going Mach 1? No thank you!”

You had to laugh at that one. You did tend to floor it. A lot.

++++++++++

A short time later, you and Sam rolled back to the site Bruce had chosen to set up the time travel platform. After you two handed out all the food, you realized it was really time for you to get going. No, you didn’t have a train, plane or bus to catch or someone to meet. You just knew it was going to get harder to make the break the longer you stayed there.

“She’s pulling a Wanda on us,” Sam said as he finished off the last of the sweet tea he had grabbed at the deli where you’d gotten food. “I think it’s too much he-man macho stuff, but she won’t fess up to that.”

“Wilson, how many brothers did I have?” you asked as you cleaned up the trash from the table Bruce had borrowed from a local park that had been wrecked during the battle. It had a huge hole in the end, but hey, it was good enough for the moment.

“Eight,” Bucky replied before Sam got the chance. “Just don’t quiz me on all their names. I remember your twin, Branan, and the one who was the vampire. Ewan? Right?”

“Yup, that’s right,” you grinned at Buck. “And no quiz. Promise,” you said as you raised your left hand and crossed your heart with your right.

“Why are you leaving?” Bruce asked as he adjusted the sling on his still injured arm, putting extra emphasis on the word “are” as he uttered it. “We need all the help we can get.”

Bruce, heaven help him, was suddenly one of the last active OG Avengers standing on Earth. Thor was off finding himself with the Guardians, and no one could really begrudge him that. He needed time to heal, and you knew all too well that was not easy nor time limited. Clint had more or less retired again after Natasha’s sacrifice on Vormir. Steve was getting ready to take the stones back, but upon his return, he’d likely join up with Sam and Bucky again to root out any remaining Hydra cells. That left Bruce in a very different place this time around.

“Bruce, you don’t really need me being a head case. Trust me. You do not need me giving any news outlets ammunition to blast headlines that make the team look less than spotless. I need to go home, at least for a little while,” you replied, knowing full well you were not telling him or the others everything. “And as I reminded Sam, you guys can just call me, and I’ll be here. Just whisper my name. Or yell it. Whatever works. Text me! If it’s an emergency, and if I’m not in the middle of some new damned war on my end, I’ll come running. But I have a feeling you guys are going to be just fine. Hell, I’ll give you a blessing before I head out.”

Yeah. A blessing. More like the final nail in the coffin. The words to start the spell to make them forget you.

“Big guy, you first,” you said as you put your hands on Bruce’s injured right arm. “And no, I am doing this, Bruce. It won’t be a full healing, but it should speed things up. You got this, big guy. Biggest brain. Biggest heart. May you realize just how much this team was built with your sweat and tears as it was anyone else’s.”

“I can’t change your mind?” Bruce asked as he pretended to wipe a tear from his eye and pout a bit. “And I am not asking because you are likely the only one of us who can cook…”

“I’m pretty sure all of you guys can cook something. Maybe not a good Colcannon or a fine Dublin coddle, but you’ll survive. As for the cupcakes, you guys may need to get a bakery on speed dial,” you added with a laugh because you knew they’d make that bakery rich. The Avengers loved their sugary snacks.

“Just don’t bug my sister, Bruce,” Sam noted as he waited for you to come over to him. “I still remember asking why the Cupcake Lady had a sword that night when those demon things attacked near the tower. I never asked. Why the cupcakes?”

“And not why the demons or the sword?” you said as you nearly choked on your words. “You realize that was before Steve saw me at Peggy’s funeral. That night was truly a fluke, Sam. No one was supposed to see that side of me then. As for the cupcakes, they were my entry to your world. Gifts from a fan girl. They’re easy to carry, a synch to personalize when needed, and everyone can have their own without fighting,” you said with a grin as Sam shook his head. “What?”

“You sound like Sarah.”

“Then I am in good company. Tell her the good stuff you’ve told me all these years. The words of wisdom. The little jokes. The pep talks. Tell her often. A single mom with two boys needs that. Be there for her, and drag these guys to see her, too. It would do the boys a world of good to have all their uncles stop by. Now, Samuel,” you said as you gave him a hug, “remember to keep these guys flying right. And if the world drops opportunity in your lap, whatever it might be, do not look at it and push it away without a lot of thought. The world needs Sam Wilson, the hero with a heart.”

And now the hardest part of this good bye had you wiping tears from your eyes. “I know. I’m a big mush. Girls from Brooklyn would laugh at me for this, right? Sorry, but girls from Naas and Athy do cry sometimes. I’m going to miss you two lugs. A lot.”

“Lugs. Last time you called us that was in ’43,” Bucky said as he looked down at his feet for a minute. “Somehow Hydra missed that memory.”

“You’ll see us again,” Steve said as he turned briefly to see where the case with the stones was on the platform. “But this time, it better not take 70 years.”

As you looked at the best friends, something about their auras seemed off. They had been planning something when you almost walked in on their chat a few days ago. You had no idea what it was, and you suddenly didn’t want to hang around to find out what the next act was going to bring.

“Just…watch your back, Steve. From what Clint said about Vormir, that one is going to be tough. And Buck, whatever comes next, I’m rooting for you. Even if you can’t see me doing it.”

“You really don’t have to leave,” Bruce kept insisting as you hefted your backpack on your shoulder.

“Dr. Banner, do you really want to fight my demons after all this? I have enemies. You just haven’t seen them yet. Frankly, the only reason that Hydra didn’t grab me before I hooked up with the Howling Commandos was because I was pulled into another dimension by one of those enemies. It was only by some weird twist of fate that Peggy found me when she did. If the veil between worlds had not been so thin near that camp, I might never have made it back, or Hydra might have found me first. It was pure dumb luck.”

{{And, Heaven help me, part of it was these two lugs over here}} you thought as you turned to head to your car. Then you stopped. This was a lot harder than it had been any time before, but it was the curse of an immortal to have to keep moving on. “I wish you luck, joy and happiness. I wish you peace. And, if you are truly lucky, memories long enough to have little space to spare for the likes of me because they are filled with so much more! See you in my dreams, for now anyway, fellas.”

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You rolled out of there before Steve started his mission to return the stones, and you got a text from Bruce hours later telling you everything that had happened. Steve not coming back as planned. Then an older version of Steve shows up, sitting on a bench near the platform, and he gives Sam the shield. Right in front of Bucky.

It was now weeks later. No. It was months later, and here you were staring up at the sign for Westview. You’d gotten out of your rental car so you could get a feeling for the area around this little town.

“You made it back,” a voice said behind you. “How are you, after all that mess with Wanda and that Agatha woman? She was a real piece of work.”

The person speaking to you was Dr. Darcy Lewis. Friend of Thor and Dr. Jane Foster. Why was she even here?

You couldn’t fully figure out what the hell she was talking about. You didn’t remember being here before. Yet, you knew who she was, and you had never met her before. Or at least you couldn’t remember meeting her, here or anywhere else.

“Apparently not as great as I thought I was,” you muttered as you winced again. “Dr. Lewis, how long ago was the blip?”

“Give or take a week, about six months ago,” she replied as you started to pace. “Why?”

“Shit. Not this again,” you hissed as you looked up at the sign once more. “I think I’m going to need your help. How much do you know about Celtic myths and Irish history, Dr. Lewis?”

[deans-haunted-baby]

Curious. What do you mean by Dust till Dawn going against it's Characters? I know I have my own feelings, or confusion, with how they left Kate's story.

From Dusk Till Dawn effectively character assassinated every single character in the very last episode including Kate Fuller. No one is acting like themselves in that series finale it's like some deranged fanfic writer came aboard and hijacked the show while no one was looking. If you thought 15x18 & 15x19 of Supernatural were bad and believe me they really are; those episodes are minorly salvageable against the slaughterhouse that Dusk 3x10 was. It utterly contradicts and ignores everything the show put forward in all 3 seasons. I will never watch that episode again.

I'll first explain what that piece of shit did to the show's lead protagonists, the Gecko brothers. Regardless of how you or anyone else feels about Supernatural's series finale; that show was a saint to Sam and Dean's storyline beginning to end compared to how From Dusk Till Dawn definitively butchered Richie and Seth. I'm sad saying this because Zane Holtz and DJ Controna are outstanding as these characters. I freaking love their chemistry man, it's a great rival to J2! They're the badass dark clones of the Winchesters.  Their arc starts out fascinatingly complex because they went from cold-blooded criminals/bad guys and meanwhile during their escape over the Mexican border with this hostage family the audience is told pretty quick by Professor Aiden Tanner that the Geckos are destined to become these foresworn warriors The Mayan Hero Twins in an ancient prophecy (based on real Mesoamerican lore) who battle the Underworld. So right away the show is telling us ahead where Seth and Richie are suppose to end up in their journey and when you introduce a storyline this big I expect a satisfying payoff.

At the end of season 1, Richie Gecko is *SPOILER ALERT* transformed into a culebra (snake-vampire) while Seth Gecko remains human symbolizing their night and day Hero Twin counterparts from the legend. And they're separated in the first half of season 2 where both try to navigate this new supernatural world they've stumbled on individually. What they find, no different than the Winchesters, is that neither can function properly without the other making their destiny all the more valid. That season is practically constructed like their swan song to the criminal lifestyle since the brothers are meant to become more than crooks; and since Richie's a vampire they can't ever go back to basics. Their adopted father aka uncle Eddie actually says the line "this is my swan song" in 2x07 to Seth and Richie in reference to their final heist together which is not a coincidence. That's the writers telling us that the Gecko Brothers' role in the show is going to shift from anti-heroes to heroes very soon. Eddie and Kate Fuller's fates in S2 act as the primary catalysts for this transition taking shape in the finale.

Going into season 3 it's business as usual for the boys until the prophecy of the twins officially rips a hole in the damn universe via demon queen Amaru. Who's now possessing Kate. Throughout that season Seth and Richie embark on a journey of heroism; find themselves battling monsters, actually saving civilians and dealing with their own personal demons (guilt and remorse over past sins). That year is presented as their redemption arc and final phase into their new role. No one ever tells them about their destiny (despite most of the other characters knowing) but we as the audience are already aware as we watch the brothers in action. The best episode is without a doubt 3x06 the crown jewel of From Dusk Till Dawn because it's about overcoming the darkness inside. And who best represents that than Richie; the show's most important central character whom began the series as a deadly clairvoyant criminal into the tortured vampire hero struggling with his own humanity. Now I won't spoil the whole episode for anyone who hasn't seen it or the show in general but it's an incredible moment of character development for both the Gecko brothers. Not only does it cement their powerful bond it's the episode that defines who these two are once and for all. The ones who lead the battle between good and evil; keep the balance of light and darkness. One day I plan to do an entire analysis of that episode because it's so fucking brilliant and shot so incredibly eerie at the same time 😁

You want to know what 3x10 does to these characters? It shits all over their entire storyline and pisses away THREE FUCKING SEASONS of character development. Just flushes it all down the toilet rendering everything they've ever done up to that point completely pointless! Their destiny which is the WHOLE POINT OF THE SHOW is suddenly dropped last minute and the Geckos hit reset on their former criminal escapades; dragging Kate along with them. I hate that finale with the fire of a thousand suns for what it does to Richie and Seth 😡

Moving on to Carlos Madrigal. He is the best villain character in the history of show villains hands down. I can actually say that without blinking. Wilmer Valderama is phenomenal, he steals the show as Carlos. He's is so freaking awesome, evil and badass! I just want to keep seeing this man tear things apart while being the sexy asshole he is 😈For all intents and purposes I don't want to spoil his whole storyline on the show for those following me in case they're interested. But what I will say is 3x10 destroys this character; so don't watch it if you want to keep the memory of who he was alive. I'm actually depressed over what was done to him as much as I feel sorry for Wilmer having to perform that shitty script. It's laughable in a very bad way. Gotta hand it to the writers and showrunners of FDTD they certainly knew how to humiliate their best characters in this series. Carlos basically goes from charismatic yet lethal Hannibal Lecter to a very captain obvious Gandolf caricature. Yah you heard that right, it's really fucking sad.

Next we have Freddie Gonzalez; the audience's avatar into the series. This character is connected to everyone on the show for a reason because of the crucial part he plays in this universe. The "Peacekeeper" destined to police the line between the supernatural world from the human world. In the beginning he's a Texas deputy on a quest to avenge the murder of his father figure/partner Earl McGraw via the Gecko Brothers. But once he steps in that territory of monsters there's no going back. And FDTD repeatedly tells him and the audience this in the first 2 seasons. But then 3x10 pulls the ultimate fuckery by giving him the most cliched, nonsensical hallmark ending effectively cancelling out his entire purpose in the series. He instantly forgets that he ever cared about Kate, watching her bleed out on the ground, then leaves the Geckos high and dry rushing his family (who isn't injured) to the hospital. And he stays there while the battle continues 😣

Kate and Scott Fuller OMG words cannot describe my anger over what was done to them so I'll make it fast. I'll begin with Kate the bright light and heart of the series. Her arc in the first two seasons is excellent. It's emotionally driven because she begins as an ordinary girl in broken yet seemingly-happy family to a young woman finding her way around the supernatural world maintaining her faith and moral compos while trying to help her brother after he's *SPOILER ALERT* been turned into a vampire; paralleling the Geckos's situation. Scott being only a 16 year old kid, like Richie, struggles immensely after his transformation; searching for meaning as a cursed individual and coping with his duality. He was already different to begin with so being a vampire adds some interesting layers to his character.

Btw Kate plays a vital role in Richie and Seth's lives, though in my opinion is more strongly connected to Richie. The show even goes as far as developing the early glimpses of a romantic arc between Kate and Richie (seeing as they kiss twice) with angst at the end of season 2 that is never resolved. You want to know why it wasn't? Not only does season 3 mute Kate's voice and agency but 3x10 ruins her character and demolishes her whole arc with Richie (who spent all of season 3 trying to save her) at the last second due to fan pressure of those who shipped her with Seth. They don't exchange one word nor barely look at one another it's like seasons 1&2 never happened. This is the biggest fuck you to fans of these characters I've ever witnessed in a series and they did my boys Adam and Michael so dirty in Supernatural. Poor Scott whom the show enjoyed kicking around all season barely gets a thing to do in that series finale either than listening to his sister and Seth gab about prom lol. Yah you heard me I'm not making this shit up I swear. Then he gets abandoned by Kate while she goes off to be a bank robber with the character assassinated versions of Seth and Richie. How extraordinary 😖

Santanico Pandemonium is really the only character in the series who manages to get out unscathed. HOWEVER her arc is handled very poorly beginning to end. They set up an arc between her and Seth that also goes absolutely nowhere. Give her zero closure with Richie whom she sired, dated and used in S2. And randomly throw her in a scene with Kate that makes no fucking sense after these two had nothing to do with one another all series. On top of that Santanico is barely in season 3 so by the time the show wraps her arc feels incomplete.

Other characters go missing that no one notices, the new bad guy whom they've set up at the end is just left hanging. And Richie Gecko, you know the show’s other lead, is horribly sidelined after 3x06 to make way for the Seth Gecko solo show. When I say FDTD series finale is bad I mean it's really fucking terrible and blasphemous.

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Top 10 TV Shows You Need To Watch Right Now

Now, I watch a lot of television. I always have and frankly, I’m much more of a binge watcher than a wait-around-for-a-week-for-the-next-episode kind of watcher. 

And with everything the past few months, there wasn’t all that much to do other than start rewatching some of my favorite shows and some that I’ve never seen or haven’t seen in a while.

So, that’s what I did and here I am giving you some recommendations for shows to add to your own watching lists. 

Warning, though, some of these don’t end the best way and may end up more as a disappointment. I’ll leave that up to you to decide.

I. Fringe.

I cannot recommend this show enough to people. It’s got five full seasons (although the last could’ve been a little better, but it’s honestly not that bad of a final season) of high-risk scenarios revolving around almost unexplainable phenomena regarding a tear in the fabric of reality. It deals with experiments that gives superpowers (basically), advanced technology, and a parallel universe. 

Plus, there’s a cow.

What more could you want from a show?

Some familiar faces that are in the main cast or show up at some point include John Noble, who you may recognize from Sleepy Hollow and The Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King, Lance Reddick, who was in The Wire, White House Down, American Horror Story, and played Charon in the John Wick franchise, Leonard Nimoy, who you should know from the original Star Trek series, and Anna Torv from Mindhunter. 

II. Lincoln Rhyme: Hunt for the Bone Collector.

Now, if you know crime books, you may know exactly what this is based off of. If not, fear not, I am here to tell. This series (which, like a lot of the others down the list, unfortunately, got cancelled and won’t get to see a second season) was based off of The Bone Collector, a first in a series of novels by Jeffery Deaver. 

If you like crime shows, you should definitely give this a shot. Don’t let the fact that it’s only one season stop you.

Things get pretty wild in just one season as it revolved around a retired forensic criminologist, who had been trying to catch the Bone Collector only to get injured, that gets back into the game three years later when an ambitious young detective is determined to help solve the case when a new body shows up.

You might even recognize a face or two, like Arielle Kebbel (the ambitious young detective) from her role as Lexi in The Vampire Diaries and Olivia Charity in Midnight, Texas, and Russell Hornsby (the retired forensic criminologist) from Grimm, The Hate U Give, Proven Innocent, and The Affair.

III. Manifest.

Luckily, this show is said to be getting a third season and so far, isn’t going to get cancelled. It focuses on passengers from Flight 828, who show up five years after their plane went missing. Some passengers start experiencing what they call ‘callings’ and try to figure out if they were chosen for some sort of duty that the callings led them too, but things get a little confusing when someone who wasn’t on a flight seems to have a year missing of their own life after being deemed missing.

Things get a little weird and dangerous along the way, and not everyone is happy about how things turn out.

It’s pretty interesting and I’m really looking forward to what else they come up with. There’s a few familiar faces that play a part in the show that includes Daryl Edwards, who you may recognize from the first season of Daredevil, Ellen Tamaki who is also in the reboot of Charmed, Athena Karkanis, who’s been in The Expanse and Lost Girl, and Josh Dallas, who one may recall playing Prince Charming in Once Upon a Time, and Fandral in Thor.

It’s a rather good show to get lost in and I definitely recommend giving it a go.

IV. Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.

If you don’t have an idea as to what this show is, I don’t know what to say. The title kind of gives it away. It’s the only Marvel Show (as of now since none of the shows in production have come out as of yet) to technically be connected to the MCU itself.

That’s found in one of the main characters, Phil Coulson, who you’d recognize from Captain Marvel, Iron Man, Iron Man 2, Thor, and The Avengers. Plus, Cobie Smulders (Maria Hill) and Samuel L. Jackson (Nick Fury) both give a cameo in the show. 

The show was rumored to have been set in a different, but similar, timeline to that of the MCU movies, but I don’t know for sure if it’s true or not. 

It follows its own set of issues, including a deeper dive into the fall of S.H.I.E.L.D., issues with HYDRA, and so on and so forth. The last season, which I honestly cried during, gives such good twists and callbacks to previous seasons and the MCU movies that you can’t help but enjoy how it’s handled.

As a show, it probably has one of the best final seasons possible and I highly recommend giving the full seven seasons a watch if you haven’t already.

V. Primeval.

Now, if you like dinosaurs, this is a show for you. It’s BBC, so obviously everyone has an accent. It gave a run of five seasons (which is kind of funny because I didn’t realize that until just now writing this as the show is listed as number five on the list) with different episode amounts. 

The show centers around anomalies that seem to open up a window to the very distant past of Earth when dinosaurs still roamed the land. It causes a lot of issues, especially if one person has anything to do with it.

It’s pretty interesting and honestly has got some great characters (my personal favorite is Captain Becker, played by Ben Mansfield) and while it can get pretty serious, it’s also pretty entertaining. It’s one of the three shows on this list to get to end on a good-ish note. (AKA, no cliffhangers!)

Obviously, I highly recommend giving it a shot. It’s kind of the point of this list.

VI. Terra Nova.

Now, like Primeval, this show technically has to do with dinosaurs. Dinosaurs aren’t the main focus, but they do play a part in this one season (because cancellations) story. 

Terra Nova is focused on both the future and the past. In the distant future (2149), the Earth is dying. A group of people, researchers, and military as well as some of their family members, are sent to the past (85 million years) to inhabit Terra Nova, a colony of humans given a second chance to build civilization. 

So, obviously, dinosaurs are going to make an appearance now and then. And unfortunately, the show only got one season and ends on a cliffhanger. Which I hate, because I really enjoy this show and wish it had been able to at least get a second season.

Plus, there are some familiar faces amongst the cast. Jason O’Mara, who plays one of the main cast members, played Jeffrey Mace in Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.. Christine Adams, who plays Lynn Pierce in Black Lightning. Allison Miller, who played Sonya in 13 Reasons Why. And Naomi Scott, who is known for her roles in Lemonade Mouth (one of my all-time favorite DCOMs) and Aladdin. And this was just to name a few of the cast members. 

Shame it got cancelled, truly, but I recommend giving it a shot.

VII. MTV’s Scream.

I think you can figure out the basis of this show. While it doesn’t have anything to do directly with the movie franchise, it is kind of similar and a lot of the characters reflect those from the show. Neve Campbell even said that if the show did well, she would be willing to do a cameo.

It revolves (at least the first two seasons as season three is an entirely different set of cast and premise that I refuse to watch because of that) around Emma Duval and her group of friends as they’re picked off one by one by a serial killer going around town. Things get bloody and suspicions arise amongst the crew when things are revealed as the show continues, but things eventually work out in the end.

And personally, I really enjoyed the show even when the second season ended on a cliffhanger. I have theories about that cliffhanger, however, so watch out for a possible post regarding it. 

I highly recommend giving it a chance if you haven’t seen it. 

VIII. The Society.

Now, the title doesn’t give you much. A group of teenagers, who were sent off on a trip, suddenly are dropped back off in their town to find it completely empty aside from themselves. They have to form their own society to survive and figure things out.

Once you know that, it makes a little more sense.

It seems really similar to the Pied Piper tale, but it doesn’t seem like we’re going to really know for sure. Season 2 had been given a go-ahead, but not too long ago Netflix announced the cancellation of the show.

That doesn’t mean you can’t enjoy the first season like I do. Plus, if you’re a fan of Supernatural and the character of Claire Novak, Kathryn Newton plays one of the main roles in this show.

It’s a shame the show got cancelled, especially on a cliffhanger, but what can we do?

IX. The Mysteries of Laura.

Laura Diamond, a Homicide Detective, cracks case after case while trying to raise twin boys and locking horns with her less than helpful Police Detective ex-husband. At least, this is according to IMBD and frankly, it’s not really wrong. 

For two seasons, it’s packed with comedy and crime. It’s more of the former, but it still gets pretty serious every now and then, and unfortunately ends on a cliffhanger. 

However, some cast members may be familiar. Like Josh Lucas, who voices Home Depot commercials (and trust me, it made my family laugh when we first heard one after watching the show), Laz Alonso who plays MM in The Boys, and Debby Ryan, from Disney Channel. 

If you like light-hearted crime shows (like Brooklyn-Nine-Nine) you should definitely give this a watch.

X. Warrior Nun.

As far as I know, this show has been renewed for a season two. I’m really hoping for it because it’s honestly kind of interesting. You can kind of tell by the title what it may be, but I’ll dive a little deeper.

After waking up in a morgue, Ava, an orphaned teen, discovered she now possesses superpowers as the chosen Halo Bearer for a secret sect of demon-hunting nuns. (Taken from IMDB). Interesting, right?

With characters like Shotgun Mary, Sister Beatrice, and Sister Lilith, you know the show’s going to be interesting. But the premise is pretty interesting on it’s own too.

There’s even a character called JC, who apparently has nothing to do with Jesus Christ, but I still like referring to him as such because it’d be pretty funny if that’s how it turns out. Also, someone gets beat up with a whole chicken at some point.

It’s only got the one season so far, but it’s pretty funny and action packed. Like everything on this list, I definitely think you should watch it and find out for yourself if you want to add it to your list if you haven’t already.

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Can you get it inside your head I’m tired of dancing?  

post 8.07 pre 8.08] crack/angst past turned unrequited deancas, implied deanbenny 2,4k [x]

The sun, also currently known as bitch, has got some serious nerve to sit where it always does, not upside down and nine miles to the left as it frankly should on this memorable fuckhat day. Where is the End of Days when it's really called for? When it should be really nigh?

Dean flips the front mirror panel down not to have to deal with at least that one disappointment. He can still see Cas's half-constipated, half-abandoned and kicked in its fluffy ass puppy face in the mercilessly annoying reflection. The obvious choice would be to not grace it with anything right now, but A – he's the one driving so his eyes can't wander off pretty far, especially in the barely sunlit grayness – and B – on his left, Sam is currently roleplaying a twelve year old girl that has her big emotional introspection accompanied by listening to Sarah McLahlan because her mean parents wouldn't let her buy ebola from the internet. Or something.

Point is, he's three hours into ostentatiously moping, trying to quietly terrorize Dean into making peace with Cas on the fly so it won't be awkward and problematique for him anymore. To Sam, Dean is just too inconvenient anytime he's inconvenient. And that, by order of nature herself, demands immediate and final stopping and ballot recounting also.

And Dean's point is, that it's not gonna happen anytime soon.

And Cas's point – assuming he’s still remotely capable of making those –  seems to be dead-set on that 50:50 face thing. And Dean regrets briefly glancing; with more or less the same intensity he regrets his whole life on the crap weather days his bones hurt harder than it should be legal.

Sam, in his hemhorroidal disturbance, reaches out to the tape deck and attempts to put anything on, but Dean feels like exactly zero of his tapes right now, so he swats Sam's hand off with a loud smack. Judging from the faces he gets for that, it's gotta be resonating in their heads a lot.

It's gonna be a long ride to Lousiana, way longer and more exhausting than the freshly puked from Purgatory one. In fact, the closer they get to Lafayette, the more tired he is and they won't start working the vetalas case until tomorrow night because apparently hanging around clubs on fridays is the new hanging downside of trees or whatever cool thing it was vetalas were doing before the rise of the all you can eat buffet of horny dicks certain they're gonna get reverse cowgirls for a two dollar drink. Or reverse cowboys. Fucking cheapskates. Some of them do have it coming. But in severe STDs, not in this.

In itself, waiting for the actual hunt really doesn't need to be a problem. It's just that Sam and Cas are fucked-bent on having it be one because—

“I said I'm going to stay with you and join you on hunts,” Cas finally snaps. „There's no need for this 'backup' as you call it, Dean.”

—Because that.

“Don't air quote it, man,” Dean mutters wearily, because of course Cas air quoted it.

“And there is absolutely no need for you to sleep in a vampire's camping truck when we have plenty of motels to pick from,” Cas rants on, zero deterred and plus ten determined, clearly not tuning into Dean's I don't wanna discuss that vibe.

Annnd because that too, yeah.

“Well I donno, I sure didn't want us to look like some sort of a hookup site for salvation army fashionistas threesome. You'll thank me later. Or you can do it now and shut up when you're done, how's that.”

“A vampire,” Sam interrupts his polished bitchface just to whine it out, which has to be peak brotherly care by his modern standards.

“You two asshats had no problem leaving me in vamp-vegas for a goddamn year,” Dean growls. “I am an adult adult and I need some me-time that isn't you time. And I'm gonna have awesome time while I'm at it. Sue me if that's a crime. Bother my lawyer.”

“You don’t have a lawyer”, says Sam.

“Aren’t you kind of a lawyer?” Dean remembers suddenly. “Or at least close enough for you two to bother each other and not me?”

“No, didn’t get to get there yet, thanks to you,” Sam mutters, also suddenly remembering the past life of his that was never meant to be.

“Oh, I’m sorry”, Dean whines. “Did I set your girlfriend on fire?”

“Fuck off.”

“I thought you missed me,” as if triggered by the word fuck, Cas drops the bomb with an evenness in his voice which hints at many things but Dean's brain is too stop-record screech to dissect them right now.

“What?” he blurts out, confused and affronted both.

“I thought you missed me,” Cas repeats, lower and harder like Dean's a stupid cat that won't spit out what it's chewing.

“Cas, I really don't wanna do this.”

“You kept praying to me to come back, Dean. After you were out of Purgatory. I heard you. Those were quite some prayers. Now you're putting yourself in real danger just to stay away from me. I don’t understand.”

Sam just stares at Dean, the always most helpful thing on the planet that he is. Thanks, Sam. Dean stares at the road. Cas stares daggers through the back of Dean's head. Poor Baby can't just leave this situation so she just keeps on rollin’. Nobody wins that day.

“That was before you told me you were lying your ass off just to kick me out last minute. Your subscription for my prayers and personal Jesus license have now expired, by the way. Like, the fuck does talking to you even do?”

“Fine!” Castiel snaps, so close to throwing his hands in the air for a grand effect but luckily thinking better of it since he's in a car that has a roof among other things. “I understand that you're angry—” he tries to start over, calmer, after a self-collecting breath.

“No, you don't,” Dean mutters.

“But you can't risk your life in the stupidest available way just to get back at me, Dean. Not after everything I've done to make sure you come back safe.”

Well at least he didn't include Sam in that „saving” part.

“You were there, man. You know Benny never double crossed me or you. What the exact fuck is your problem with him?”

A very angry squint-frown precedes the actual answer.

“You were his ticket to Earth. Now your life doesn't hold the same value.”

“Thanks, Cas. That's really swee—”

“You know that's not what I meant, Dean,” Cas growls in a tone that's clearly a final warning.

So final even Sam and his high horse must have heard since he steps in to defuse Cas.

“Cas, I'm not a fan of saying it, but Benny isn't a threat to Dean. I think the guy is kinda trying to settle,” he offers.

Dean smiles a little bit.

“See, Cas?”

“But I'm worried he might have more vamps trying to take him down because he pissed off every fang that ever knew him and then some. This is actual danger, Dean.”

“What?!” Castiel explodes in unbridled rage.

“Sam, have you ever wondered where do snitches go after they die?”

“Dean, you know I'm serious.”

“Ditches,” Dean concludes.

“When exactly were you going to tell me this?” Castiel asks coldly. “After you get killed by vampire avengers?”

“They're all taken care of, Cas. No mean jokes this time. Relax.”

“With your Winchester luck? I doubt it.”

“Oh, come on. It's not like you wouldn't bring me back even if something did happen.”

“Yes, even twice because first I would have personally destroyed you for being so reckless.”

“I know you would.”

“Guys,” Sam tries to placate, “we should all calm down and rethink how to handle it safely. It's not a good time for some jilted lovers tiff”, he begs.

Dean frowns then makes mocking faces at him to communicate that he's being a fucking douche.

“You're a fucking jilted lovers tiff,” he decides.

“We had sex, Dean,” Castiel states accusatorily.

Little does he know, he just broke Sam beyond repair. Now that the cat is out of the bag, the only thing Dean can do is to straighten some things out.

“Once,” he says, raising a finger to accentuate his point. “Cas was sure we were gonna die in the morning. We didn't, but there never was a follow up on that, so,” Dean shrugs.

“You weren't interested.”

“Says you,” Dean huffs. “I’m sorry, do you know me? Being interested in sex is in my top five pasttimes. You behaved like a brick on the other hand and I don’t know how to read concrete.”

“I don’t want to be here, good fucking God,” Sam finally yelps after a successful reboot of his brain.

Dean’s pretty sure nobody wants to be in this car right now and the only goddamn thing that could potentially make him ‘special’ right now is the fact currently Sam’s probably the only person in the Impala who has not lain his mouth on Cas’s dick. Hopefully.

Funnily enough, Cas could easily poof out without lethal injuries, but he’s dead set on staying, judging from the frown on his face that looks like a stock market crash diagram.

“I didn’t exactly see you giving me any signs.”

And set on having this conversation.

“I’m not a cat, I don’t go into heats, Cas. Can we talk about it somewhere more private? Later? Cuz everybody here wants to fucking die right now.”

“Private?” Cas asks. “If you want privacy to talk then why do you refuse to book a room with me?”

“We don’t need to share a room to have a conversation. Unless what you want it to end with is getting back on track with that last night on Earth thing we had that one time.”

“Jesus Christ,” Sam cries.

“Grow up and stow your crap, Sam,” Cas says unexpectedly before Dean could even bother to serve anything in a similar note.

Dean is so thrown off his equilibrium by that he puts the car to an abrupt halt. Only because he’s too deeply wired to not crash the Impala into the first available so he won’t accidentally kill Sam.

That is, if Cas’s words haven’t obliterated him already. He glances at him, just in case. Speechless as holily commanded by the celestial – potentially horny – wrath from the back seat, but at least he’s still breathing.

“Um,” he says, because someone’s gotta, because he’s still the big brother in this demented equation. “Cas, what the fuck was that?”

“Should you, of all people, really need me to be this blunt – now that the worst affairs have been settled, we could pick up where we left off, and hopefully reach a mutual understanding regarding the nature of our relationship so that doubt no longer hinders you. If it’s still something that interests you, of course. Would that be clear and direct enough, Dean?”

Well, that was… long? Long enough citations are probably needed, but, uh, yeah. S’ gotta be addressed immediately or else.

“Cas, that was 2010 and we have 2012 now.”

“It was 2012 when you prayed to me in Purgatory and it was 2012 four days ago. Granted, your feelings towards me might be very complicated, but I still can sense and read your longing,” Cas says with a weary sigh.

“Stop smelling my longing,” Dean responds with a wearier one. “And I don’t have to explain myself to you.”

“But I should explain myself to you.”

“I’m real fed up with your explanations, you know that? And we don’t got time for that, either. We need to get to Lafayette because we got a case waiting to get solved.”

“It’s because he’s waiting there for you, isn’t it,” Cas says sadly; not a question. A statement.

Dean doesn’t need to respond. Doesn’t feel like it, too.

Yeah. It’s good to actually have someone waiting for you; someone there.

Maybe it’s not that complicated, after all. Maybe it doesn’t have to be.

Dean starts the car. He’s got a place to go to.

The sound apparently wakes Sam from his stupor. His bright idea of the day, he turns the radio on before the awkward silence can make the universe inside of the Impala collapse on itself and on all three of them. Too late for Dean to react now; might as well get a load of the weather report.

In the back seat, Cas flicks his wrist subtly and the monotone voice sharply cuts off into static for a moment and the frequency bar moves elsewhere on its’ – or rather, Cas’s – own.  Some solitary synthesiser-made sounds drop one after another like tiny steps and Dean realizes he definitely has heard this song before at some point in his life as eighties one hit wonders ain’t no strangers to him. Oh well. Might as well not get any of the wea—

Looking from a window above, it’s like a story of love… Can you hear me?

Is he fucking kidding?!

Came back only yesterday, I’m moving farther away.... Want you near me…

“Are you fucking kidding?” Dean cries out, incredulous.

Tries to turn the radio off but it just won’t die.

All I needed was the love you gave— “You want melodramatic? I’ll give you melodramatic.” —All I needed for another day — Dean reaches out for his phone and starts typing angrily — and all I ever knew, only you.

He puts on good ol’ Fish and hopes it’s gonna be louder than Cas’s synth-pop loving. And starts driving towards where he wants to be cause he’s tired of dancing.

[higuchimon]

AUs/series/prompts

I've thought about doing this for a while and I finally settled down to do it.

I have a lot of AUs and series to write in. So, here is a reasonably definitive list of all the AUs & series I will write in for any tumblr prompts, currently sitting in my inbox or in the future. If you wish to see a fic set in a given AU/series, then ask and I will let you know if that can be done. This includes already requested prompts and new ones. Some can't be written into anything already in existence. Some I just won't do (if you've followed me for any length of time you can guess what I won't do). But here we go.

I smoothed this out some because the post just wasn't reading right on mobile.

Digimon

Breed AUs: 7 of the 12 Chosen Children are part or full Digimon and have Digimon attacks/powers. Five of them are sired by Viral Digimon and have darker personalities waiting to take command in certain situations. Often (but not every time) Ken is Kaiser not because of the Spore but because of his Viral blood/data.

YGO GX

Dead Weight: It's a zombie apocalypse. People die. Sometimes they get back up to eat the ones who aren't dead yet.

Reversal: In this world, Juudai is the incaration of the Darkness of Destruction. He's true evil and bent on world conquest - and doing a very good job of it. There is no Duel Academia. Prompts can be for before Juudai captures Johan or after.

Destructive Flames: A combination of my Reversal AU & Firestarter/Healer AU.

World of Fusion: Many years ago, Brron managed to fuse all twelve dimensions, creating a restructured reality. He also ended up raising Juudai, Johan, and Rune. Ryou is a vampire. There's a war between vampires and zombies.

Extra Spirits: The setting for Royal Hound (one-shot series), Unexpected Ally (Amon meets the spirit Squall), and others to come. Certain folk meet spirits that aren't their partners but their friends.

Hell's Ice: A world where Ryou is the one taken by Kagemaru and Amnael and develops a connection to snow, ice, and cold as he works to become one of the Seven Stars.

Paladin's Quest: Five years after the end of GX, Ryou finally passes away. But that's not the end. He awakens in a new world, and must learn who he now is - a Duel Spirit. But his past life won't let him go.

Bridges: In this AU, Juudai is the Light of Creation (and the Light of Destruction's host), while Johan is the Darkness of Justice. There are also demons that the Cyber duelists hunt.

YGO Zexal

On Dragon Wings: Mizael is a dragon, Vector is a demon (of sorts), the Arclights are cursed, and so much more.

These are series that revolve around a particular character/characters/ship of mine.

Ken x Daisuke/Kaiser x Daisuke

Fight To Remember: Kaiser and Daisuke both have amnesia and must work together to get their memories back.

Stirring Shadows: Ken's dreams become more than dreams and revive the past.

Scars of Victory: Kaiser won. He kept Daisuke as a prize and sealed off the Digital World from the human world for seven years. Now the older surviving Chosen come to avenge their friends but they're up against an experienced ruler and his most obedient slave, and they have very few friends to stand beside them.

Services Rendered: After Daisuke is poisoned, only the Kaiser can help him. And he demands Daisuke himself as the price for doing so.

No Good Choices: Daisuke eats something he shouldn't have and ends up as the Kaiser's captive. And that's just where things begin to go wrong.

Bonds and Bondage: Kaiser decides to just get to the point and Ring V-mon that fateful second day. And it has an unexpected effect on V-mon's partner.

Fragmented Memory: Kaiser wipes Daisuke's memory with Mushrooms of Forgetfulness and takes him as his consort.

Errors of Love: Daisuke trusts the Kaiser. He probably shouldn't. Rated R/M, non-con.

What He Wants: Aged up!AU. Kaiser takes Daisuke, in many ways. Rated R/M, non-con.

Sanguine Bindings: Aged up!AU crossed with vampire AU. Kaiser is the vampire and enslaves Daisuke on their first encounter. Rated R/M, non-con, brainwashing

Purpose of Existence: Aged up!AU & breeds. Kaiser learns something about Daisuke and takes him. But he's not the only one who wants Daisuke.

Take To The Skies: A wings!AU, specifically featuring Ken/Kaiser and Daisuke. Kaiser has captured Daisuke and keeps him as a plaything/pet.

Bitter Bargain: AU where the Kaiser has been fought for years and now that they're in their mid-to-late teens, he blackmails Daisuke for sex.

Walking The Edge: aged up!AU. The Chosen have fought the Kaiser for years, but are unaware of his true identity. Daisuke's been dating Ichijouji Ken for years. Then the Kaiser decides to end the charade.

Yubel x Juudai

The King's Champion: When Juudai's parents are killed in a late night burglary gone wrong, Yubel takes him to the monster worlds to keep him safe. He ends up growing up as Brron's adopted son. But taking Juudai away from Earth ends up causing severe consequences, especially when those who would have been his friends find their way to his world.

Fate's Heart: A set of fics involving soulmate markers/counters in diferent styles.

Past and Future: Yubel tells tales about their past life to Juudai.

Shun & Yuuri

Collars and Keeping: Most people in XYZ are carded in the invasion. A few, however, are claimed by some of the invaders. This includes Yuuri claiming Shun. M/R rating.

Strike Hard, Strike Fast: Yuuri, Dennis, and Sora are vampires. Shun and Ruri are vampire hunters. Yuuri doesn't like Ruri, so when the chance to gain some vengenace via her brother comes up, he takes it.

Confusing: Yuuri enjoys himself toying with Shun's memories.

Dragon & Falcon: Yuuri is a dragon. Shun is a shapeshifting falcon. Yuuri decides he wants to keep Shun, and finds out what a dragon's saliva can do to a shapeshifter. Potential for R/M rated works.

Crossovers

Replacement Vampire: Digimon Adventuer 02/GX: Camula x Ruthven; vampire!Ryou: Vamdemon appears in the world of GX post 02 and meets Camula. After an encounter with Darkness, they end up turning Ryou to take Camula's place in the Seven Stars.

Elemental Ties: Digimon Frontier/GX: Juudai and Kouichi are both Darkness, so have a connection. The same holds true for Kouji and Johan, Manjoume and Junpei, and others.

Scorpion Strike: YGO GX/YGO Zexal: Ryou x Mizael, Shou, amnesiac!Barian!Ryou

General AUs, any fandom

Soulmates: various forms of soulmate identification

Magical AUs: characters have magical powers of varying kinds and/or are magical creatures

Fae AUs: one or more charaacter(s) are fae/elven/etc

Demon/angel AUs: one or more character(s) are a demon/angel (or sometimes a different magical species. Often can cross with magical AUs and/or fae AUs)

Wings!AU: a certain amount/all characters have wings and are flight-capable

Healer/Firestarter AUs: a respectable portion of the population can either heal via magic and have a deep connection to plants; an equal portion can cause/create/control fires. One Healer and one Firestarter (sometimes more, depending) are bonded to one another in a relationship that's not always romantic but is lifelong.

Vampire!AUs: one or more characters is/are a vampire. How they deal with this varies according to the character and the story.

Soulmate-wings!AUs: In this AU, people develop wings either when they meet their soulmate or when they discover their truest passion in life.

Pet Clouds AU: Sparked by a tumblr post, in this world, various characters have pet clouds/thunderclouds/snowclouds that aren't quite sentient like humans but are independently alive like standard pets.

Combos: Any or all of these can be combined. I intend to write a breeds/Healer-Firestarter/soulmates AU one of these days, for example.

[yet-another-fan-girl9]

Different Worlds (7)

Summary: You’re the youngest Winchester, a girl who needs to show her big brothers that she doesn’t need help. Then one day, on a totally normal vampire hunt that you had all under control, three meddling Avengers come barging in.

Warnings: language, violence, canon divergence, slow burn, me making stuff up

Word Count: 2234

A/N: Is it 2 am? Maybe... Am I listening to nostalgic and depressing music to make myself sad? Maybe...

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Chapter Seven: Some Words Are Exchanged

“Well don’t just stand there,” Crowley said when nobody moved. You all traded glances as you tried to come up with a plan. “Come and take a seat.”

“Cut the act, Crowley,” Dean ordered. “You know why we’re here.”

“And here I thought we were friends, Squirrel.” The demon sighed and with a wave of his hand, the music stopped. “You brought me a new friend, though.” He looked at Bucky and when you moved to interrupt his gaze, Crowley smirked. “Ah, but it looks like the soldier is already taken.”

“Give me the book Fergus,” Rowena drew her son’s attention toward herself.

“Well since you asked so nicely, mother, and sat at my table and ate my food and joined me in some wonderful conversation—”

“Stop stalling,” your oldest brother nearly shouted. “Where is the book?”

“What book?”

“The Magicae Libro.”

“Ah, yes. It’s a powerful book, but why would you think I have it?”

“You stole it,” Jack answered. “After the Avengers left we discovered both you and the book missing.”

“Then let me rephrase it,” Crowley grinned while everyone else either glared or rolled their eyes at him. “It’s a powerful, very powerful book. Why would you think I still have it?”

“You gave it away?” you groaned and resisted the urge to stomp your foot like a child. Why did this have to be so fucking hard? It was starting to feel like a scavenger hunt. “Who did you give it to?”

“I didn’t ‘give it away,’” Crowley scoffed and sat in the chair at the head of the table. He motioned to the other chairs as if the action would convince your group to dine with him. “Honestly I’m hurt that you would even think that I would do something as dumb as giving the Magicae Libro away.”

“So you’re saying someone stole it from you?” Sam cocked his head.

“Stole it? From me?” You had to bite back a grin at seeing Crowley’s very offended expression. “First you think that I simply gave it away, then you think that somehow, someone came into Hell to steal it from me?” He paused for a moment. “Though I’m sure you morons would have found a way to steal it from me.”

“So where is it?”

“Where is what?”

“Crowley, I swear to fuck—”

“He’s stalling,” Bucky said to your surprise. “He told us that he wouldn’t give the book away and that it wasn’t stolen. He still has it.” He narrowed his eyes. “But not for long. He traded it for something.”

“How do you know?” You look at the blue-eyed man.

“My training,” he replied simply.

“That’s amazing.”

“Thank you, doll.”

“Okay,” Rowena snapped. “We get that (Y/N)’s boyfriend—” Both you and Bucky interrupted with a couple of half-assed denials. The red-haired witch cleared her throat and raised an eyebrow at you. “We get that (Y/N)’s boyfriend is good at whatever he’s good at, but I need the book.”

“Yeah, we need the book,” Dean said holding his knife up threateningly.

“Who are you giving it to?” Jack added.

“And where and when does the exchange take place?” Sam joined.

“Um, I’m personally more worried about what Crowley traded it for,” you point out. A small smile crept up your face when Bucky nodded his agreement with you.

“What makes you think I would tell you?” Crowley leaned back in his chair and crossed his arms.

“We’ll postpone killing you,” Dean threatened.

“Would you let them kill me, mother?” the king of Hell turned his gaze on to his mother who sharply responded,

“Maybe. You are being a pain in my ass.”

Crowley opened his mouth to retaliate but before he could get anything out, you jumped in.

“What if we trade you something better than what the other party offered you?”

“You leave me alone for two years and I’ll answer your questions,” he said immediately. “That means you all let me do whatever I want for two whole years. No stopping me or my plans.”

“As long as it doesn’t endanger anyone,” Bucky negotiated.

Crowley shook his head. Superheroes, right? They never want anyone to die. There will always be casualties, but you can’t save everyone. It’s a lesson all hunters must learn early on.

“As long as it doesn’t hurt more than ten people,” Sam offered but the demon continued to shake his head.

“It doesn’t matter who he kills as long as it’s not me,” Rowena sighed.

 “Fine,” you said. “Twenty-four people. You’re limited to one every month.”

“Twenty-four?” Bucky asked as Crowley pretended to mull over the offer. “That’s a lot of people.”

“Without limitations, his body count would be in the hundreds each year.”

“I’ll take the deal.” Crowley held out his hand.

“Remember, if there’s more than one person per month, we will intervene,” Dean warned and stepped forward to shake the demon’s hand.

“Is that it?” Jack asked. “Has the deal been made?”

“What do you want a kiss?” Crowley made a face. “Anyways, my client, or clients, are the twin witches by the names of Myra and Alek.”

“Those pieces of shit,” Rowena spat. Then she turned to the rest of you. “They were, and I suppose still are, hungry for power. I heard that they were the ones Lucifer recruited to get the book in the first place.”

“Yes, I do seem to remember them saying something about their Dark Lord,” mused Crowley. “They decided to meet, well not meet per se. The book will appear in the Stull Cemetery at the witching hour at their request.”

“So they have a sense of humor,” Sam deadpanned.

“Stull Cemetery’s in Kansas,” you pointed out.

“Right, okay. Let’s get out of here and come up with a plan.”

“You’re not sticking around for dinner?” Crowley looked at the table.

In response to his question, Rowena mumbled some Latin under her breath and you all appeared in the bunker’s library in a flash of purple flames. Cas jumped up from his seat in surprise and the fire in the bowl died out. 

“Do you have the book?” He asked once you were all orientated again. 

Dean shook his head no and explained the deal you had made with Crowley. 

“So we go in and get the book before the witches,” Sam summarized. Talk about easier said than done.

“Rowena, are you in?” You looked at her. 

“I would very much enjoy obliterating those pieces of shit.”

“What about you, Bucky?”

“I think I gotta sit this one out,” he said slowly and you could feel yourself visibly deflate. “You guys sound like you’ve got this handled anyway.”

“Okay.” The room was silent. Oh, fuck. Everyone’s eyes were on you. You have to get out of here. “I’ll show you out.”

“Can I talk to you about something?” Bucky asked once you left the library.

“Uh, sure.” You had a few ideas of what was on his mind. Was it going to Hell? Was it the multiple almost-kisses? You really needed to talk about that.

“Are you sure letting Crowley kill one person every month is a good idea?”

Hmm. Not quite what you were expecting. You should have known this was coming. Definitely would have preferred the almost-kiss topic. Maybe have a redo.

“Well, to keep the book out of those twitches’ hands, we had to make a deal appealing to the King of Hell.” You led him up the stairs, getting very close to stomping. “As I said before, he would kill a lot more fucking people if we gave him even the slightest hint of…” You turned around at the door to face the superhero. “Listen. Any other scenario would definitely have a body count higher than twenty-four. In a shorter time frame than two years might I add. Trust me. I’m not exactly thrilled about this deal either, but there will always be casualties. I would think you would be one of the people to understand.”

“I do understand,” Bucky said when you finally gave him a moment to speak. “But I thought you would have tried harder.”

He opened the front door and left silently. The slam of the door behind him echoing a bit too much in the large, empty room.

~*~

Bucky wished he hadn’t left like that. In fact, he kind of wished he hadn’t left at all. The moment the door had closed, a bit too loudly in his opinion, he had regretted the goodbye. Or lack of one. As much as he wanted to go back in and set things right with (Y/N), he was never one to properly deal with his emotions.

He marched back to the small quinjet he had flown to Kansas in. The journey back was quiet, but not in Bucky’s head. The events of the day kept repeating in his mind just like a record stuck on repeat.

The day could have ended so differently. He had almost kissed her. Twice. Once even in Hell. Fuck, the fact that he had been to Hell, actual, literal Hell, made his mind spin. And he hadn’t even left the castle.

But he had almost kissed (Y/N). He wondered if she wanted to kiss him too. Would it have happened if Dean hadn’t interrupted? They had been seconds, inches away.

And now he probably fucked everything up because he had to question her. He knew that there would always be casualties. He knew she didn’t want anyone to die. But he wished that she had tried harder.

Twenty-four was a pretty large number. Twenty-four people were a lot of people. Bucky wondered if he even knew twenty-four people right now.

It was eight pm when Bucky landed in New York and his stomach was practically yelling for food. He half wished he had taken up Crowley’s offer of a feast. But then again, who knew if it was poisoned or cursed or whatever the demon King of Hell would do to food. Probably curse the consumer to be stuck in Hell like the Greek myth of Persephone and Hades.

The kitchen was empty except for… great. Bucky sighed, knowing that the two men in the kitchen serving themselves ice cream wouldn’t let him have a peaceful dinner as he had hoped. They greeted him happily when they saw him and Bucky mumbled his greeting back. He wandered over to the fridge, praying that there were some decent leftovers. He didn’t think he could eat instant ramen right now.

“Hey, Buck,” Steve called out. “Where’ve you been?”

“Yeah, man. You look like shit,” Sam joked, though Bucky was sure there was some truth to it.

He ignored Sam’s oh so important contribution to the conversation and answered Steve in one word: “Hell.”

“C’mon, it couldn’t have been that bad,” Steve prompted, eager for more details.

“No,”  Bucky corrected as he placed a bowl of spaghetti in the microwave. “I literally went to Hell with the Winchesters.”

“Oh, so you were with (Y/N),” Sam smirked.

“Why did they need to go to Hell?” Steve asked, he too ignoring the Falcon.

“Apparently Crowley stole the Magicae Libro from them the other day.”

“Did it end in a fight?” Bucky could clearly hear the concern in Steve’s voice.

“No.” This has had to be the longest microwave minute in history. One of them would come to the conclusion soon enough. Sure enough, the next words out of Sam’s mouth…

“So trouble in paradise, huh? That’s what’s gotcha so down?”

“I wouldn’t call it paradise if nothing ever happened between us.”

“But you want something to happen,” Steve confirmed the same time Sam asked what had happened.

Finally, the microwave timer went off and Bucky managed to escape answering his friends as well as the onslaught of questions that were sure to follow. He took refuge in his room and ate the spaghetti on his bed. Bucky could see (Y/N)’s file on his desk. It was pinned underneath the Supernatural book Wanda had lent him.

The specific book was titled ‘Skin’ and it was about skinwalkers. It had matched up with what (Y/N) had told Bucky about Dean’s first serious run-in with the law. Bucky kind of wanted to read more of the Supernatural books, God was actually a decent writer, but at the same time, it felt sort of like reading (Y/N)’s diary.

Shouldn’t he be learning all about her from, well, her? Bucky supposed that she could also look up his life on the internet. Although the media wasn’t always true or nice to Bucky. How true were the Supernatural books? Did he trust God, or Chuck Shurley, to know (Y/N)’s thoughts and emotions in those situations? She must have changed a lot since the books had been written.

Shit. Maybe Sam was kind of right with the whole ‘obsessed with her’ thing. It wasn’t an obsession, it was just simple curiosity. Bucky was only interested in learning more about the hunter lifestyle. Or (Y/N)’s hunting lifestyle. Or (Y/N). Damn, he really couldn’t get her out of his head.

When he finally went to bed after sluggishly completing his nightly routine and confirming to Steve that he was okay, it was twelve thirty-two. He wondered how (Y/N) and the rest of the gang were handling the witches.

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[magic-and-moonlit-wings]

Reaction to ‘Wizards’

There were some elements of Wizards that I was quite pleased with and others I found disappointing.

Here are some notes I took while watching it: 

“I was busy,” says the guy who was ASLEEP.

Cuckoo clock in bookstore looks like Bular’s head.

Green Knight can teleport, confirming potential parallel character to Angor Rot and Tronos Madu, both yellow-eyed assassins with teleportation and tragic backstories (later confirmed, yes, there are parallels between this character and those two besides the visual one)

Jim always tips at the cafe; yup, that sounds like Jim 

Gunmar saving Jim: irony. Is Jim going to go to the Gumm-Gumm camp now? 

Confirmation that portrait was Arthur and Guinevere and she is “gone”, presumably by magic or killed by a troll - is she dead or did she just leave? (Later confirmed, dead)

Morgana’s name is carved on the tree under Arthur’s and Guinevere’s - was she in love with Guinevere too? 

Is that Nari with Morgana and Guinevere? (Later confirmed, yes)

Stone doll Callista finds looks like Angor’s totems - same village? He said it was “Gunmar’s war” that destroyed it, and she says it was a human attack, but Angor might’ve seen it as a retaliatory attack by the humans which Gunmar’s actions had provoked?

Arthur being the one to cut off Morgana’s hand makes Merlin SLIGHTLY less of an asshole for using it in the Amulet, but a lot of this still could’ve been avoided if Merlin had been willing to shut up and listen. 

Oh, except it wasn’t Arthur who cut off Morgana’s hand the first time anyway? 

Episode 3 ends without Steve getting knocked on his back, so that scene must’ve been his sparring match with Lancelot in Episode 2 instead of keeping it an Episode 3 tradition (like how Zuko and Iroh hug in Episode 18 of each season of Avatar the Last Airbender)

Why would Douxie be grossed out at the idea of swimming naked? Swimsuits have only been around for, what, 80 years? Presumably it was a specific lack of desire to see Steve naked.

Neat take on the Lady of the Lake. 

AAARRRGGHH used to have a triple set of horns - what happened to the other two? Receded, amputated, knocked off? Also, Gunmar says AAARRRGGHH is ‘holding back’ when they spar and has yet to win against him - if AAARRRGGHH was doing that on purpose, this supports my theory that he was debating how safe it was to stay on Gunmar’s side for some time before deserting. 

Morgana possessed? 

Angor Rot saved Morgana/recovers her body and gives a funerary-sounding blessing, showing he was sympathetic to humans before losing his soul  

Oh, and Nari gave her the new hand 

Wait, so who steals Angor’s soul in this timeline? 

Called it on that servant guy being a Changeling - he appears in the background of, like, every scene that episode where they’re talking about Morgana using unexpected strategies to sneak into Camelot. 

Wait, except his human form is an adult - so is he a polymorph? Or Familiars can be taken as adults but babies are easier to contain and have less ‘established personality’ to match after replacing them? Or has Morgana already been creating Changelings? AAARRRGGHH calls Jim “impure” when they meet in Dwoza, suggesting Gumm-Gumms already know what Changelings are, except Morgana wasn’t working with them yet

Is Callista going to be Deya? (Later confirmed, yes)

Show seems to be matching up with old theories about Deya being the first Trollhunter, confirming that the show, comics, and novels are all separate continuities (since comics and novels show pre-Deya Trollhunters). 

Gumm-Gumm berserkers - mind-controlled or grit-shaka’d (talisman of “no fear”), to throw themselves into sunlight like that?

Steve seems ready to refer to any half-decent older man as his dad, like when he refers to Merlin as ‘Wizard-Dad’. Maybe it’s because I was watching Brooklyn 99 recently but I’m reminded of Jake Peralta.

Big Jim’s crystal neck protrusions look like Strickler’s knife collar back when I thought that was part of his body. Glowy lines look like Gunmar; tie-in to Gunmar born of a “corrupted Heartstone” since Jim is “corrupted” now?

Aw, Krel called Ricky his dad. 

How did AAARRRGGHH fit through the HexTech door to the backroom?

“Cat and mouse” line cuts to a shot of Archie obviously imitating Nari (confirmed a few minutes later)

Toby has obviously seen Ghostbusters. “When someone asks you if you are a god, you say YES!”

Decoration in bookshop looks like Angor’s head.

Was that lightshow of Nari searching the world for Jim’s soul just a visual metaphor for her powers or did literally everyone on Earth see that?

“There’s a force neither of us can escape - gravity!” says the woman who can fly.

Morgana’s occasional echo-y voice in Trollhunters matches Bellroc and Skael - possession/magical-influence related?

So did Merlin have that book on him or did his body turn into the book?

Are all dragons fluffy and/or shapeshifters in this universe? 

Might’ve been smarter to keep Merlin’s staff intact and destroy the Grimoire so the Arcane Order never knows where to find the Genesis Seals, just saying.

If Morgana didn’t become “the Eldritch Queen” until, like, IMMEDIATELY before Angor approached her (therefore days earlier at most in the unaltered timeline), how had he heard of her to seek her aid? Was he actually reaching out to the Arcane Order? At least this explains why he didn’t go to the Trollhunter for help - there was no Trollhunter to approach yet.

Big Jim ‘dies’ in the same pose as AAARRRGGHH in Trollhunters Season 1 and Draal in Unbecoming, both false death scenes, for five-second foreshadowing Jim was alive. 

Mixed feelings about him being human again - like I’ve said, I didn’t think the Troll Jim subplot was well-executed but I also felt like, now that it’s been established, the show needs to stick with it. Since everything’s over I’m going to headcanon Jim having shapeshifting powers now and being able to switch between human and troll at will, he just didn’t think to try to do so on-camera.

Also, I feel like Jim’s relationship with Claire is once again completely overshadowing his relationship with Toby, instead of them being different kinds of relationships with equal weight. 

Barbara is going to be pretty shocked when her human son shows up again. She and Strickler don’t appear at all in this series, even in cameo. 

Maybe Jim’s not a troll anymore because, with Merlin and Morgana both dead, their magic is “broken” and that’s what was holding his transformation in place? Merlin’s through the potion, Morgana’s through the Changeling femur, both through the Amulet.

Is Jim still going back to New Jersey? Blinky’s got to, unless the trolls there have elected a new leader or they’re bringing the New Jersey Heartstone back to Arcadia.

Series ending scene also would work as the final scene of a movie, setting up a sequel hook even though it’s supposed to be over now. 

Seems like wizards are long-lived and age really slowly? Possibly a “will not die but can be killed” situation, like vampires, or unicorns (at least in The Last Unicorn) 

Additional thoughts after finishing the show and thinking for a while: 

I don’t get how Morgana could end up with such a reputation among trolls - enough to have superstitions about her, seen when Dictatious objects to Usurna saying her name - when they only interacted with her for like a few days at most. I guess she made a pretty strong impression on Gunmar, who passed that on to everyone else? Or maybe she cultivated that reputation over time via the Changelings?

Speaking of the Changelings, does this mean that, while Morgana designed the process to create them, she doesn’t make each individual one? Otherwise she would’ve had to pre-make a bunch in the time between getting her new hand and being trapped in the Heartstone. Although, if she can steal Angor’s soul remotely (with the idea she was already trapped in the Heartstone when that happened), she can probably also make Changelings remotely. 

I’m kind of sorry the Changelings got invented so quickly; I figured there would be some trial-and-error to that process.

How I think the Original Timeline went: 

Morgana would’ve turned to the Arcane Order seeking magic allies, later in the day that gets changed when the time-travelers arrive. Possibly she seeks out Nari, specifically, remembering her from childhood. 

Merlin then sees Morgana as the Future Threat and he or one of the knights (not Arthur) cut off her hand in the resulting fight. 

Merlin makes the Amulet. It chooses Callista, who is still in Camelot’s dungeon at the time, and she agrees to fight Gunmar in exchange for her freedom. 

She fully intending to go back on the deal and run for it, but then something-something-something and she learns her original name and saves the world anyway. Probably she’s the one who took down and imprisoned AAARRRGGHH in Dwoza, which inspired the other trolls there to follow her. 

Morgana finds out about the Trollhunter shortly before Angor arrives to ask her for magic, which is why she orders him to hunt the Trollhunters down.

Arthur thinks Merlin killed Morgana and wants to avenge her, leading him to the Arcane Order for the original not-time-loop-prompted attack.  

Show did a good job establishing and developing Douxie’s relationship with Merlin

Also, how did that bookshop end up a center of Merlin’s power? He’s only been in the modern world for a few months. Did he set a shop up off-camera while the trolls were travelling to New Jersey and the Akiridions were discovering Earth? 

How did Ricky Blank lose his head, anyway? Can Hex Tech fix him? Krel says magic and Akiridion tech combine harmoniously. 

[ren-c-leyn]

To Avenge the Sun

It’s been a long time since I’ve done a fusion story, so, here we go. This one is done using this prompt by @clean-prompts, this prompt by @oopsprompts, these 1,2 prompts by @scandy-prompts, this prompt by @givethispromptatry, this prompt by @inspiring-prompts, and this prompt by @promptsforthestrugglingauthor.

 It’s a comedic fantasy adventure about slaying a vampire... when you aren’t really a competent hunter. That being said, there is a death, some injuries mentioned, one of the heroes gets captured, but there’s nothing really gory or detailed.

~

 I still remember that day. I was sitting on the porch, relaxing after our latest adventure. The clouds drifted lazily past, forming shapes as they went. And then... it happened.

 Without warning, the sun broke- shattered into a hundred pieces. And all I could do was watch in horror, as the pieces drift over the horizon. The light dimmed instantly, and faded away as the little pieces vanished. I was left sitting in the dark, trying to piece together what had happened when the echoes of footsteps came up beside me.

 “Well, it looks like I’m killing a vampire today.”

 I nearly choked on my coffee.

 “What do you mean, kill a vampire today?! And how would you kill a vampire anyways?”

 “Never heard of a knife?”

 I just stared at where I figured my partner’s face was. Though, I quickly realized it was pointless. In this darkness, they couldn’t see my shocked and disappointed expression.

 “The sun just exploded... and you want to kill a vampire?”

 “To avenge the sun, duh.”

 “What makes you think a vampire destroyed the sun?”

 “Who else would have means and motive?” 

 I sighed.

 “I don’t know... maybe a dark wizard who hated mornings or something.”

 “Well... sure, maybe. But I’m betting it’s that vamp we heard about, Lord... whatshisface.”

 “I sincerely doubt that’s his name.”

 “Whatever, point still remains. He was into weird magic, killing worshippers of the sun goddess, and generally bad stuff. So, even if he isn’t the guy who killed the sun, it’s probably a good idea to deal with him before he deals with us.”

 That... was a point I couldn’t argue with.

 “I suppose you have a point... but we’re not equipped to deal with vampires.”

 “Don’t be so negative! We’re equipped for battle, we’ve handled tough monsters.”

 “Ones that we more brute force and less magic and weirdness!”

 I heard them shrug.

 “Things could always get worse.”

 “Which is why we’re going to do something very stupid....”

 “Better to die a fool than a coward! Now let’s get started. Where do you keep the torches?”

 We fumbled around for a while, gathering supplies and gearing up. I had a bad feeling about this, taking a vampire in eternal darkness, but I couldn’t let my friend go alone, either. The story of how I became an adventurer....

 We stopped by the local temple, picked up holy water, and made our way into the twisted forest where the vampire lord... whatever his name was, was supposed to live. It felt kind of rude, barging into someone else’s house to kill them. But then again, destroying the sun was pretty rude too, if my companion was correct about who did it.

 We wandered through the forest for what felt like forever. My torch was beginning to burn low and they had finally lit their own.

 “Are we lost?”

 “No! I know exactly where we are… I think.”

 “So we are lost. Wonderful.”

 “Hey, if navigating without the sun is so easy, why don’t you come up here and lead the way!”

 “Navigating without the sun isn’t easy, which is why I wanted to stay home and leave vampire hunting to an expert.”

 “Yeah, but....”

 A flapping sound silenced our argument. We both stopped and held our breathes, listening. Whatever was flying around us was big. Really big. Every once in a while I could catch some glimpse of movement, but never could focus on the creature.

 “Get ready, it’s coming,” they whispered.

 I nodded and readied my spear. My muscles tensed as I held the torch higher and sunk into a battle stance, preparing to lash out at whatever beast came forth. The flapping sound filled our ears, making it hard to tell where the creature was. I swallowed and swept my gaze around our small circle of light, searching for it.

 But none of it mattered in the end.

 The claws sunk in from behind me. Something between a yelp and a scream escaped me as the impact sent my torch hurdling towards the ground. Dead shrubs and leafless trees fed the hungry flames, casting horrifying shadows across my friend’s face as they shouted.

 “You let go of my adventuring buddy right now, you stupid bat!”

 Bat?

 I looked up, but all I could see was a deep darkness above me. Occasionally a patch of dark fur would gain an orange sheen from the fire. Using those patches to guide me, I thrust up with the spear. I knew it punctured something, I felt it, but the creature didn’t so much as flinch. It just picked up speed. Before I could blink, the growing fire was a mere speck behind us.

 Desperate, I ripped the spear back out and stabbed it again. And again. And again. Nothing happened. There wasn’t even blood. Just those sickening sounds. The fifth, or maybe sixth, time I stabbed, it gave me an annoyed sigh. 

 When I began to pull the spear out, there was a set of glowing red eyes staring at me. The upside down bat face was ugly, and creepy, and maybe a little scary.... It squinted, or maybe glared at me. I glared back. Out of defiance, or maybe annoyance at the way this entire day was going, I pulled on the spear more. It glared harder, but I finished pulling the spear out. There was a moment where I was sure it was basically saying ‘don’t you dare,’ but my friend’s rebellious nature had rubbed off on me. I stabbed up again.

 But this time, it went terribly.... The bat began spinning, doing barrel rolls, flying up really steeply before dropping down towards the earth. I would have been screaming loud enough for the entire forest to bear witness to my terror, except I couldn’t force the air out of my lungs. Before long, I felt terribly sick. Dizzy, disoriented, if I could see anything it probably would have been spinning. My spear was long since abandoned, probably sitting somewhere in a dead tree. And eventually, I just passed out.

 When I came to, I was in a strange, candle-lit room. I still felt off. Tired, still kind of sick, mostly dizzy. And there was a weird, pale, greyish, dead-looking guy sitting in a fancy chair, staring at me with red eyes. He grinned, showing his fangs.

 “Have fun on your flight over the forest?”

 “No, but I bet you had a good time watching it, Lord... Whateveryournameis.”

 He gave me that same glare that the ugly bat did.

 “My name is Silvan.”

 “Sil, then.”

 “Silvan.”

 “Yes, Sil for short.”

 He groaned.

 “Humans are impossible, adventuring ones more so.”

 “Can’t argue with that,” I replied. “So, what’s the deal, Sil? Why’d you blow up the sun?”

 “Because mornings are annoying.”

 It was my turn to frown. I hated it when they were right... but he did do it because he hated mornings, so I was partly right to.

 “Just when I’m finally waking up, or finally have everything in place for my plans, morning comes and ruins it all. All of that color and sunlight. Bleh, night is better. Night is superior, and yet we must suffer through daylight.”

 I couldn’t help it. The giggles had started before I could stop them.

 “Is this a joke to you?”

 “I am laughing, aren’t I?”

 He frowned at me.

 “You can’t possibly be one of them....”

 “Them who?”

 He paused, leaning forward in the purple chair as his eyes went wide. In a hoarse whisper, he said two words.

 “Morning people.”

 I stared at him for a second and then laughed so hard I thought I was going to pass out again.

 “You are!” he shouted as he jumped to his feet. “No, no! I can’t have a morning person as a minion! You’ll be awake at those holy hours, singing and banging things around!”

 It went on passed that, but my laughter drowned most of it out. I wished he’d stop talking so I could catch my breath, but the longer he complained the harder I wheezed.

 “I will end you, sun lover!” he finished, drawing a sword from the back of his chair.

 My laughter stopped and I jumped to my feet, searching for a way out. But he was right in front of me before I could find one. The sword raised above his head but he paused and coughed up some blackished goop.

 “Ew!” I shoved him back. “Don’t cough that gunk up on me. Use the stupid sword if you’re going to kill me!”

 “I told you a knife would work!”

 The vampire turned on the new voice coming from the doorway.

 “You will pay for that!”

 Another knife knocked the sword out of the vampire’s hand, but didn’t stop Sil from punching my friend in the face. I heard a sickening crack as I searched for a weapon. Seeing only one, I grabbed the sword and rushed forward as fast as I could. My friend was stabbing the vampire with about as much luck as I had stabbing the bat, but I drove the sword through where I thought a heart should be and there was a horrible hacking sound before he turned to dust.

 Without the vampire there, I realized I was just pointing a sword at my friend... who was covered in black gunk. I tossed the sword aside and looked back at them.

 “Are you ok?”

 “Yeah, I’m fine.”

 “You’re bleeding though!”

 “You think my nose has never been broken before? I’m fine. Besides, we need to figure out how he broke the sun so we can get some mage to fix it.”

 “Fine, but at least let me set it... it’s really crooked.”

 They yelped as I set it straight before grinning.

 “I guess we’re vampire hunters now!”

 “No, we’re just lucky idiots.”

 “Fair,” they replied before heading off to find out what Silv... whatever his name was, did to the sun.

~

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[inspector-montoya-fox]

let’s talk about the themes of the Sly games

Sly Cooper and the Thievius Raccoonus (2002):

Paris: this might not be the game’s main theme but it’s the theme that is most omnipresent. Paris is the glue that connects everything together. it immediately has such an impact on the player, even though it’s just the tutorial and the gang’s base of operations. Sly being a thief but also living in Paris just sounds so right, like it’s the way it should be. it fits. 

The Thievius Raccoonus: this is the main theme and what provides the game with its premise. it’s the book that needs to be glued back together and its importance is highlighted throughout. almost every level has a page included so we’re constantly reminded of its significance. the skills we earn by retrieving the main ancestors’ pages elevate the gameplay and force the player to respect it. other than that it’s a clever way to spotlight the ancestors and establish that Sly does come from a long line of thieves.

Family: this doesn’t need much explaining but i’ll do it anyway. we start off with Sly’s parents getting killed and him landing at an orphanage where he creates a new family for himself with Bentley and Murray. you’ve got 3 different types of family: (A) Connor and Sly’s mom getting murdered and Sly’s aim to avenge them, (B) Bentley and Murray being true brothers when Sly was left with no one (i’m tearing up), and (C) the ancestors, which are explored more in-depth through the theme of The Thievius Raccoonus. Family as a theme explores Sly’s motivations and drive, even though Connor’s role is minor, especially in comparison to his role in Sly 3

Morality: Sly 1 is rudimental in its gameplay. it was a little game with a big promise at the time it was released, hoping to serve Sony and the Playstation 2 with a worthy mascot and an even worthier title. but right off the bat the player is bombarded with a shit-ton of lore about the world Sly lives in and how he operates. we immediately find out he’s an antihero, an honourable thief who has a code of conduct. this comes into stark contrast with the game’s villains who are basically filthy crooks. thief takes down thieves and the theme of Morality is SP’s attempt to make the player distinguish between good criminal and bad criminal. Morality as a theme is spotlighted immensely in Cold Heart of Hate when Sly saves Carmelita because he truly is the good guy, but also when it’s revealed that what’s been keeping Clockwerk alive all these years is the lack of morals and the hatred. the game establishes Morality as the outlining theme of the entire series, placing Sly on a pedestal because he’s honourable. morals trump hatred, so fuck off Clockwerk (even though ‘perfection has no age’ might be one of the coolest lines in the game lol)

Sly 2: Band of Thieves (2004):

Paris: this is the theme from the first game but on steroids. like make it x10. when you take the plot of Sly 2 and boil down to its core, it turns out to be a full-on race against time to save Paris. it provides both a nod to the first game and a sense of closure at the end: the game begins in Paris and ends in Paris. It’s both a setting and a catalyst, and it is absolutely brilliant in the game. you spend most of the game globetrotting, away from home but as soon as you find out ClockLa is on her way to unleash her psychotic brain waves and turn the city evil, you find yourself at the edge of your seat, caring more about Paris than anything else. it’s omnipresent and powerful and i don’t know why but i love it.

Spice: if you wanna be my lover. here’s an amazing replacement for drug trafficking as a plot device in a children’s game: spice. the spice trail is what pushes the narrative forward but also gives the gang something to face before the pieces fall into place and the larger scale of things is revealed. before ClockLa steals the show, spice is the main antagonist in the game. it brings the villains together, leads the gang from one location to another, provides some memorable missions and obstacles (Spice in the Sky and a raged, spice-infused Murray). but it’s not to say that it fades away in the long-run. Spice is actually the subtle thread that connects the episodes together but also is significant to the final master plan of hypnotising Paris.

Deception: obvious one here. Neyla pretending to be an ally is the major example. we’ve got the Contessa pretending to be loyal to Interpol, we’ve got Arpeggio seemingly being the mastermind behind everything (which he kinda was until he wasn’t), we’ve got the whole evil plot reveal on the spice, we’ve got Neyla ripping off Arpeggio on her journey to become the most well-written villain in video-game history. lots going on here. overall great theme. on a wider scale (and i’ve touched on this before in some recent posts) we’ve got SP deceiving the player into thinking the plot is all laid out at Rajan’s ball until it all turns to shit and nothing goes as expected. Appearance V Reality is a sub-theme that pops up when Bentley fights Jean Bison and Bison constantly underestimates Bentley until the turtle fucking blows his lights out. it’s not an instance of Deception per se, but it’s worth mentioning

The Past: Clockwerk’s return makes this a theme instead of a motif. before ‘saving Paris’ becomes the main objective, it’s Sly’s determination to prevent Clockwerk’s revamping that kicks off the game’s events. the events of Sly 1 play a pivotal role here as they lay the groundwork for the plot of Sly 2. it’s not just Sly 2: The Sequel. with its own set of characters and an intricate story it becomes its very own thing. but Clockwerk is the link that connects everything.

Morality: this one sneaks up on you in the game’s second half and just bites you right in the ass when you least expect it. Contessa, who until her boss-fight seems to be just another selfish spider bitch witch, manifests into this advocate for Sly’s inner demons through simple dialogue. fucking brilliant. ‘You’re an ignorant child playing dress-up in his father’s legacy’ (in my opinion, the best line in the entire series) kicks it all off. and then the theme becomes obviously present throughout. it explores the fine line that Sly walks between robin hood and scumbag thief, it shows how the villains are down-right criminals who want to benefit from their crimes, it cracks black and white into a million pieces because in a single game there are like a million layers of good and evil: Barkley at the very top as the authoritarian white, Carmelita as a sympathetic cop who tries to grasp onto her own code of ethics while occasionally running with the thieves, Sly and the gang as antiheroes, the villains as... villains, and Neyla as the embodiment of satan. it’s a scale and the game spotlights this. i had a different bullet point for Justice but i think it falls under Morality. basically, Carmelita’s story arc in Sly 2 deals with blurring her views a bit and re-defining justice

Sly 3: Honour Among Thieves (2005):

Ancestry (Cooper Vault): this is what the game is all about, or at least the premise. after stitching the cottdamn book back together by the end of the first game, Sly 2 doesn’t give any attention to the Thievius Raccoonus. in fact, Sly 2 exists on a completely different plane, using its amazing plot to elevate itself away from the lore of the first game. ancestry is rarely mentioned. flashforward to Sly 3, where SP takes us back to the mythos for a new caper involving a new reveal: the Cooper Vault. what we thought we knew about the ancestors is thrown out the window to pave the way for this mystical place where the Coopers buried their secrets and their loot. i’d like to point out that the theme of Ancestry is great and all but SP does a shitty job in spreading it throughout the game. whilst recruiting the new gang members we often forget why we’re doing so and it’s not until the last episode of the game that we get the fulfilment of the theme’s promise. it’s also worth mentioning that the theme pops up in A Cold Alliance when Tsao is comparing himself to Sly and he speaks of his ancestors but we somehow get the feeling that his ancestors were all colossal jerks like him and had absolutely 0 honour

Family: this is not the same as Ancestry. the new gang members could have very well been distant with each other if not for the adventures that made them bond. Bentley’s fascination with the Guru, Murray being the Guru’s apprentice, Bentley falling for Penelope, Penelope and Panda King helping Murray with the van, Panda King and Sly working alongside each other to kill vampire mantises and the Crusher. these are all moments that helped sell the ‘group of thieves’ aspect of the game. but Family also explores the bond of the original trio and how, even when they face their differences (Bentley and Murray living in the shadow of Sly), they can still make it through, even stronger than before. other references here might include: Panda King and Jing King, Dimitri and the Lousteau diving legacy, Dr. M and McSweeney being Conner’s “sidekicks”

Honour: this replaces the theme of Morality from the previous two games as the situations the characters face allude to honour (doing what’s right for the greater good) rather than morality (black and white, good vs evil). what i mean by that is SP making an effort to distinguish why Sly is a different thief and ultimately an antihero. this was sorta explored in the previous games by having Sly put an end to the villains’ various operations but the overall plot overshadowed those instances. Sly 3 on the other hand fully explores the theme of Honour by including the word in the title and having the gang save the day in every episode. stopping harm to the environment (polluting the Venice canals, destroying the Australian outback), helping Penelope come to terms with her inner demons by encouraging her to drop the facade of the Black Baron, saving Jing King from forced marriage, etc. the theme also ties into the theme of Redemption (below) but what i’d really like to point out is that Carmelita gets in on it as well. i can’t think of a more honourable moment than when she finally, after 3 games, puts the petty cop bullshit aside and comes to Kaine Island with her squad to save Sly from Dr. M. she makes Sly’s battle her own and doesn’t give up, showing up at the very end to save him from Dr. M’s horrific boss-fight (ugh)

Deception: although not as major as in Sly 2, i’ve said this time and time again: Flight of Fancy perfectly encapsulates the theme of Deception. Penelope dressing up as the Black Baron is not the only instance of deception. you’ve got Bentley and Penelope blowing their online avatars out of proportion, you’ve got Dimitri who was initially a villain finally turning sides, you’ve got an episode card full of sunshine and bright blue and gold fonts for a hub that’s all gloomy rainclouds. beyond Flight of Fancy, i can think of a few more instances: some Shakespearian shenanigans when Carmelita disguises herself as Jing King, or when the gang doesn’t reveal their Dead Men Tell No Tales plan to the player and we’re left thinking that Sly is going to get eaten by sharks

Redemption (Choices): speaks for itself, really. this one ties in with Honour and is a sub-theme, maybe a motif. we’ve got Murray’s desire to redeem himself for feeling guilty over Bentley’s accident. we’ve got Dimitri and the Panda King joining the gang after previously being villains in the series, and eventually redeeming themselves through helping with the heist. we’ve got Penelope redeeming herself as the Black Baron by joining the gang. i also named it Choices because these characters chose to redeem themselves. Choices are all over the game, whether its the lack of free will or the sacrifice characters make: Jing King isn’t in a position to choose whether or not she gets married during her capture, Sly sacrifices his cane at the very beginning of the game to save Bentley and then jumps in front of Dr. M’s shot to save Carmelita (!!!)

Closure: or the lack of, smh. SP’s trilogy comes to a close and therefore the theme has to exist even if the game doesn’t provide the player with mass satisfaction. Sly finally gets together with Carmelita, Bentley finally gets over his fear and self-doubt and lives the good life (with Penelope), Murray kicks off his racing career, and we get happy-ever-afters for the rest of the gang as well

[bellemorte180]

Maybe One Day: Chapter Ten: New Orleans

Deciding that she was done with Mystic Falls and all the supernatural drama that comes with it, Caroline leaves town. She leaves the friends who never really put her first. She leaves her cheating boyfriend and leaves behind everything she thought she knew about herself. Yet, over time she begins to grow closer to a certain hybrid, who despite putting thousands of miles between them, she just could not get out from under her skin. 

Beginning of the story linked here 

https://archiveofourown.org/works/17551664/chapters/41360477

New Orleans, Louisiana

The smell of Cajun cooking and the sounds of jazz where the first things Caroline noticed as their dark black SUV drove through Bourbon Street. Rebekah’s announcement that she and Marcel were getting married shook the Original family to their core. On first instinct, Klaus wanted to fly to New Orleans and let his temper flow, but Caroline kept him in check. She withheld him from killing everyone in New Orleans and ruining Rebekah’s wedding plans but let him drain whoever he found in Rome.

Caroline did offer to come and help with the wedding, but Rebekah refused; stating that she needed to keep Klaus from ruining her life. Caroline suspected that Rebekah knew Caroline would just take over the plans and thus wanted her far away. Honestly, that suited Caroline just fine because she came to realize that Rebekah was a nightmare of a bride. Seeing that neither Freya nor Kol wanted to go and help her plan and Elijah all but fled New Orleans to Rome to escape the madness spoke volumes.

And the fact that it took three years for Rebekah to plan her dream wedding.

During that time, the remaining Original family lived in Rome. Kol turned Bonnie shortly after the announcement, leaving Caroline to help Bonnie gain her control. Bonnie did not have the control that Caroline possessed but she wasn’t a ripper either. Everything was heightened and raw. Bonnie’s natural desire to be a good person was quashed by her thirst. Despite all of that, when she did kill the guilt ate at her.

Kol thrived on the bloodlust.

Bonnie did not.

Caroline worked with her. Stefan, who made a visit to Rome, even tried but Bonnie slipped up. She was new, it was only to be expected. Even in the worst of murders, Bonnie said it was better than what would happen to her if she died a witch. She clung to that thought and it helped her when she took a human life. She didn’t complain much but Caroline knew that her friend remembered the name of every single person she killed. When it was time for the family to travel to New Orleans, Bonnie had more control. She did not have the skills Caroline possessed but enough to not go on a rampage at the smallest hint of blood.

Caroline was anxious about New Orleans. While Rome was their temporary home, New Orleans would be the one place Klaus would always consider home. She was not ready to stay in one place forever, there was so much she wanted to see and do. Coming to New Orleans felt final and that once she crossed that threshold, it would be forever. Klaus promised her however that they would leave the moment the wedding was over and either go back to Rome or anywhere they wanted to go.

The Abattoir that his family lived in was huge, beautiful and daunting. Once Caroline stepped outside the SUV, she couldn’t help but gaze up at the building. Klaus linked their fingers together and pushed through the iron gate that acted as front doors to the Abattoir. The massive room that was revealed to Caroline was gorgeous. There were balconies surrounding the room and vines weaved their way up the polls. There was a fountain in the center of the room and the décor felt almost mystical. She could tell that Rebekah was going to a rustic and romantic feel for her wedding and Caroline was impressed, it looked beautiful.

“This was your home.” Caroline whispered. The beauty took her breath away. She turned to look at him and the way he smiled told her that he was very much pleased with her reaction. They shared a look and she could tell that he was enjoying seeing her in his home. He had dreamed of Caroline coming to New Orleans for years before she asked him to pretty much run away with her. Before he could say anything, voice his feelings, Caroline felt herself being pulled into a tight hug. “Rebekah. Can’t. Breathe.”

“You’re a vampire. You don’t need to breathe. I’m so glad you’re here. The minions are great, but they lack a certain finesse in regard to fashion.” Rebekah chimed in happily. Her smile was bright, and Caroline could see that Rebekah was finally feeling as though her life was falling into place. No longer did she feel as though she was an accessory to her brothers. Rebekah lived in New Orleans and ran the city. She finally found love and was setting down the roots that she always dreamed of having.

Caroline could only hope that it was real.

“Hello little sister. How nice of you to welcome both of us home.” Klaus replied in a sarcastic tone. Caroline rolled her eyes while Rebekah shot Klaus a look that screamed spoiled princess. Klaus was still unsure how he felt about the idea of Marcel and Rebekah together. Once upon a time, he would have done anything to stop their relationship from blooming. Then, the two raged war against one another over this very city; to which Klaus just abandoned for her.

“Piss off Nik.”

“Love you too little sister.” Klaus clapped back but Caroline could see the smirk peeking through his demeanor. Rebekah gave him a soft smile and turned to hug him, but only for a second. The moment it was over she turned and grabbed Caroline by the hand.

“Watch for the rest of the family, will you Nik? I need to borrow Caroline.” Rebekah linked their fingers together and pulled her through the compound. Caroline laughed happily and waved to Klaus. He smiled at her and just let his sister drag her off. The two vampires weaved through stairways and hallways until they reached a room that overlooked Bourbon street.

The entire room looked as though a wedding planner’s nightmare threw up. Caroline’s OCD tendencies flared up at the sight of such disorganization. She itched to jump in and take over but after living with Rebekah, Caroline knew that was a bad idea. She saw flowers, garment bags and binders filled with plans. Rebekah clearly was having the time of her life. A garment bag hung on a wardrobe that was big enough to hold a wedding dress. Caroline walked over to it in hopes of seeing the dress Rebekah painstakingly designed.

“Nope. Nope. Nope.” Rebekah snatched her hand away and shot her an amused look. “You may be my best friend, but you will just have to wait and see it on the big day just like the rest of them. When I tell you that it will be spectacular, you will just have to believe me.”

“So why did you drag me all the way up here the moment I step foot in the door?” Caroline asked with raised eyebrows. While she did not mind helping Rebekah, leaving Klaus to unpack her things made Caroline’s eye twitch. She loved him but he had a tendency to not understand her organization system…or he just does not follow it to get her riled up. Jury was still out.

“Because of this.” Rebekah replied, grabbing one of the garments bags off of the wardrobe. She slid the zipper down and a long dusty rose-colored dress flowed out. It was a beautiful and strapless. The sweetheart neckline top was covered with jewels, and a ribbon wrapped around the waist; the skirt made of light, flowing fabric. “This is your maid of honor dress. You and Freya have identical ones; because you two are the closest women in my life.”

Caroline smiled and hugged Rebekah; she felt emotions roll over her. Rebekah was hard to deal with on the best of days, but she had her moments when she could be incredibly sweet; but it would only be given to those she actually liked and cared for. She wondered how this Marcel weaseled her way into Rebekah’s heart. It took Caroline a long time to build that relationship and while Marcel knew her longer, there was a long list of betrayal in their relationship.

“Thank you. It’s beautiful.” In truth, it was not a dress that Caroline would have picked but it most certainly screamed Rebekah; and Caroline was not about to ruin her perfect day, no matter the doubts that was brewing in her gut.

“I think we need some champagne. I’ll be back.” Rebekah laughed and flashed from the room. Caroline turned and picked up the dress; pulling it from the bag. She smiled lightly at it. She went to the mirror and held the dress against her. She imagined what it would look on her and seeing Klaus’s reaction. He always did like seeing her dressed up in a beautiful gown; dating all the way back to the ball his mother had thrown back in Mystic Falls.

“So, you’re Caroline Forbes.” Caroline turned and saw a man with chocolate covered skin. He wore a soft crew-neck shirt and had a long chair hung from his neck. He eyed her in curiosity and Caroline could not help but he on her guard around him. She heard so many tales about him from not only Klaus, but Rebekah and Elijah as well.

“Let me guess. The groom? Marcel Gerard?”

“The one and only.” Marcel stepped through the door. He didn’t come close to her, staying away but there was something predatory about him. “I always wondered about you. Caroline. That name echoed through the supernatural world like a bomb. Why would Klaus Mikaelson get on a plan to Romania in order to massacre one of the oldest werewolf bloodlines the world, avenging a woman I never heard of before.”

“That’s between Klaus and I.” Caroline snapped. Marcel held up his hands in surrender. He walked into the room and sat on one of the chairs that was not taken up by numerous wedding paraphernalia. He looked at Caroline as though he was examining her. She felt unnerved. She did not know if it was how he was looking at her or the simple fact that did not trust him.

“Keep your secrets. I just wonder about the control you have over him. He fought me tooth and nail for this city. Then you snap your fingers and suddenly he is willing to give up everything for you. It is just peculiar that’s all.” He viewed her as though she was a figure in a museum. “And it’s not just Klaus. Rebekah also acts as though you created the universe.”

“She is my best friend.” Caroline snapped. “And probably the first one she ever really had; so, why is there a problem that we are close?” Marcel just smirked at her and Caroline really was beginning to become annoyed. “Maybe I should be the one asking you what your intentions with her are? Do you really love her are or are you using her to take back this precious kingdom that you so wanted?”

“You’re not just a pretty face, are you?”

“Answer the question.”

“Rebekah and I have a long history. As her best friend, you should know that.” Caroline nodded and crossed her arms. She was not going to let this go. For one, she was not about to let her friend get hurt and for two, if any of Rebekah’s brother’s learned that Marcel was trying to use their sister for less than pure intentions, he would be dead before he would be able to make it to the alter. “Yes. I love her. Always have. I also love New Orleans. That will never change.”

“Oh good! The two of you met.” Rebekah came busting in with a wide smile on her lips. She had two bottles of champagne in her hand and glasses in the other. “I was hoping to do the introductions, but I know Marcel couldn’t help himself. He has been most curious about you Caroline.” Caroline cocked her eyebrow at Marcel and he just had that smile that she could not decide if it made her want to like him or murder him. “But Caroline is mine for the foreseeable future. Meaning, shoo Marcel. Go spend time with my brothers.”

“Your wish is my command.” Marcel said and leaned into kiss Rebekah. It was a quick peck and from what Caroline could see, it was genuine. However, an outsider could rarely tell with these things. “It was very nice to meet you Caroline. I do hope we have a chance to know each other better soon. We are almost family after all.”

With that, Marcel turned and walked out of the room. Rebekah had a small smile on her face watching him go. Caroline knew her friend and she knew that the one thing Rebekah wanted more than anything was to be loved. She gave her heart out to so many people only to have it continuously crushed. This was real for Rebekah. This fairytale wedding was her believing she was finally getting her happy ending.

Caroline could only hope that she was right.

Six hours, thirty minutes and five bottles of champagne later had Caroline walking into the room that she assumed was the one she would share with Klaus. The room, much like the remainder of the home, had an almost vintage gothic appeal to it. The walls had a dusty orange color to them that made Caroline feel as though it was dawn. There was a Victorian four-poster bed pressed against the far wall. Through a set of French style doors Caroline could see a sitting room that appeared to be used as Klaus’s personal studio. By the state of the paintings and the supplies, she could tell that they had been left there since he fled with her to Tokyo. They remained untouched for all those years.

Klaus had himself perched in front of an easel, coating the canvas in light colors. She could not tell what he was painting but she always enjoyed seeing how that creative part of his mind worked. He was talented and watching him put something onto a canvas tugged at her heart strings.

“You know I adore you watching me, love but I can tell you have something on your mind.” Klaus replied, turning to look at her. She bit her lip and slowly walked over to him. She leaned against his back, burring her face between his shoulder blades. “What is it?”

“Sage?”

“Freya was in here earlier and did a silencing spell.” Caroline nodded.

“I don’t like Marcel.” That had Klaus laughing. He should have assumed that Caroline would have saw through his protegees façade. In truth, outside of Rebekah, not a single one of the Mikaelson family trusted Marcel. “I’m serious. There is just something off about him. Like, I can’t tell if he is being genuine with Rebekah. She loves him. I can see that, but I can’t get a read on him.”

“I believe you have told me more than one to stay out of Rebekah’s love life.” Klaus replied. He was teasing her. He put down the paintbrush and turned towards her, pulling her into his arms. “Now, Marcel and I have a very difficult past. I came into town, conquered and left for greener pastures. I once would have torn the two of them apart and I once gave them my blessing. Perhaps, now I’ll just stay out of it.”

“Who are you and what have you done with my Klaus? Because the man I love is not that reasonable.” Caroline stated with narrowed eyes, causing Klaus to laugh at her again. Seeing his mirth, Caroline began to laugh with him.

“I’ll be honest love, as long as Marcel is not trying to take down my family, let Rebekah have her wedding, her happy life in this beautiful city and if it ends…then it ends.” Klaus leaned down and kissed her again. “Maybe being in love has made me a soft old fool.”

“You’re not soft nor are you a fool.” Caroline replied, stroking his face with her hand. “What if he breaks her heart?”

“Then I’ll tear out his.”

“And there is the Klaus I know and love.” With that Klaus reached down and scooped up Caroline into his arms. She laughed, wrapping her arms around his shoulders. Klaus walked them to their bed and tossed her on it. He pounced on top of her and pinned her heads above her head. He leaned down and kissed her lips. He kissed his way down her neck and his hands trailed down her body. He nipped at her collarbone, sucking at her skin. “You’re in a good mood.”

“I have you withering on my bed, of course I’m in a good mood.” His eyes flashed up at her, sparkling with mischief. His dimples were pronounced and kissed between her breasts; pulling down her skimpy tank top as he went. Her breasts spilled out and Klaus latched onto her nipple. Caroline moaned and groaned. Biting her lip, she tossed her head back and arched into his lips. She reached down and pulled down his jeans while he did the same to her shorts.

Within seconds, Klaus was inside her. He thrusted in and out of her; causing her to scream his name as loudly as she could. The silencing spell would hide her cries but part of her wished that the entire house could hear her. It was petty but there was something about it, but she wanted Marcel to hear them. She wanted him to know that she belonged to Klaus; and that he belonged to her. Marcel’s curiosity over her relationship with Klaus rubbed her the wrong way. The feel of Klaus inside her only caused her to scream louder. Over a decade together and she still could not get enough of him.

When she came, Klaus bit down on her neck. She loved the feel of his fangs on her neck. Blood sharing was something that they enjoyed but Klaus had one rule; if he ever bit her, she must always drink his blood. Klaus spilled himself inside her when her blood touched his tongue. He pulled out of her and laid on his back. Caroline climbed on top of Klaus and allowed her veins to appear and her fangs descend. She bit down on top of Klaus; biting down on his neck. Caroline drank from him and Klaus cradled her head.

“Take it love. Take your fill.” She continued to drink from his neck only pulling away when she could hear his heart slow. Caroline’s mouth was dripping with Klaus’s blood and she could not help but lean down and kiss him. He returned the kiss, fasting his blood on her lips. “I’ve dreamed of this. Having you here; in my bed. Even when I was fighting that blasted war and all we had was phone calls, hearing your voice in this room gave me hope.”

“Must be the blood loss, you’re feeling sentimental.” Caroline teased him and he chuckled. He pulled her to his chest, and she rested her head against it. Klaus played with her hair, just enjoying the moment. “Your sister is getting married to a jerk I’m pretty sure none of us like. Freya is a workaholic. Your brother is dating my best friend and Elijah is probably sleeping with a dirty skank. You know, we almost seem normal.”

Klaus’s laughter was the music she needed to hear.

*

Rebekah’s wedding was a mix between a magic fairytale and an epic Pinterest board. Caroline would not admit it upon pain of death, but she was impressed. She did not think she could have planned a better wedding, but she would never admit that to Rebekah. It was massive and had more guests than Caroline had ever seen in her lifetime; it was as though she invited every single supernatural being, she had ever met.

And despite the fact that the dress Rebekah chose for Freya and Caroline to wear, Caroline could not help but admit that she looked amazing. The rose-colored dress looked beautiful on her with her long blonde curls piled on top of her head and the heels exaggerating her long legs. Klaus nearly threw her down on their bed when he saw her; if Freya and Rebekah were not in the room, she was sure he would have.

Then there was Rebekah’s dress. She was beautiful. It was a full ballroom gown, made of tulle and lace. The skirt had hints of the pinkish rose color that matched Caroline and Freya’s dresses. The bodice was a sweetheart neckline made completely of lace with small specks of jewels lingering throughout the fabric. Her hair was styled in an elaborate updo that reminded Caroline’s of the photos she saw of Rebekah during the late 1800s. She did not wear a vail but instead had a simple tiara perched on her head.

Both Klaus and Elijah escorted Rebekah down the aisle while Kol waited to officiate the wedding. Marcel looked at Rebekah and could not help and smile. Caroline eyed him, searching to see if his emotion was genuine and once again, she could not be sure. However, Rebekah looked as though every dream she had ever wished for was coming true and Caroline could not even imagine ruining that for her. As she watched the ceremony, she caught Klaus’s eye and she could not help but smile widely. He was looking at her as though the sun rose and set upon her; she could not help but fall in love with him all over again.

It was during the reception that Caroline noticed it. Eyes followed her everywhere. For the first time the majority of the supernatural world was getting a good look at her. The mysterious Caroline Forbes. The woman who had Klaus, the immortal Hybrid, would bend the entire world for. She felt as though she was being watched and judged.

Klaus spun her around the dancefloor. She knew that he was showing her off. Showing the world that she was with him and a move against her, was a move against him. He was enjoying the fact that eyes were on her and the speculation. The vampires in Italy had grown used to Caroline and their relationship fell into the background; but in New Orleans, Klaus’s old stomping grounds, she felt as though she was under magnifying glass. It never occurred to her how much the world was curious about her for the simple fact that she fell in love with the villain in most people’s stories.

“You alright, love?” Klaus asked in a low tone. Caroline looked up to him to see his big blue eyes peering down at her. There was concern etched in them and that made Caroline’s heart flutter. Klaus loved her despite the fact that he felt that the rest of the world could burn in hell. It was heartwarming to her.

“I’m okay.” Caroline whispered but she could tell that he did not believe her. “I just feel a little self-conscious. People should be looking at Rebekah and not me.” Klaus chuckled at her and she narrowed her eyes at him. He spun her around again, dipping her before kissing her lightly. “Romancing me does not excuse you for being mean.”

“I’m not being mean. I just enjoy you.” Klaus replied, spinning her outward before pulling her back into his arms. “If I learned that the most powerful being had fallen in love and done some very drastic things, I’d be curious about the woman too. Think on it love. I killed an entire werewolf pack for you. I gave up my kingdom that I fought so desperately for. All because I was in love with you. Admit it love, everyone is going to be curious about you.”

“But not here. This is about Rebekah. Not me.” Caroline peered over to her friend who was dancing with Elijah. She appeared happy and not noticing the curious eyes that were following her bridesmaid. Caroline scanned the crowd and saw Marcel deep in conversation with a vampire Caroline did not recognize. The vampire was medium height with light brown hair and sending Caroline very curious glances.

“Want to get out of here?” Klaus asked her, bringing her attention back to him. She felt a weight lift off her that she did not realize that she was feeling. She nodded and Klaus turned his head, whispering that they were taking off for a bit to Elijah. Caroline turned towards Elijah and Rebekah; the latter just rolled her eyes and waived them off.

Klaus linked their finger’s together and pulled her out of the Abattoir. They weaved through the crowed and walked out onto the streets. Like most typical weddings in New Orleans, Rebekah had a procession down Bourbon Street. Even now, hours after the procession took place, the party still raged. The two of them ran down the streets. Caroline laughed as they bypassed humans who were completely unaware of the danger that surrounded them.

They reached Jackson Square. It was crowded, some kind of festival going on. There were people surrounding the fountain and viewing St. Louis Cathedral. There were venders selling souvenirs, food and artists offering to paint a portrait for a price. Klaus took off his jacket and placed it on Caroline’s shoulders; causing her to pull her arms through the sleeves. They strolled leisurely, walking and in hand; passing a small jazz band playing in the middle of the square.

He held out his hand and a grin overcome her face. Klaus pulled her into his arms, and they began to sway to the music. She rested her head against his shoulder. The music flowed around them, lights twinkling above them and the sounds of Klaus’s heart beating in her ear. She lost herself in the moment and just let herself feel. Over the last few years, they had many a moment like this and Caroline cherished each and every one of them; but there was just something about being in the city that he called home.

“You know. New Orleans is not that bad.”

“Oh really?”

“Yeah. I mean the lights, the music and food. I mean the only really downside is the never-ending presence of your family.” That caused Klaus to laugh loudly, drawing looks from the surrounding people. “Although, I suppose you could argue that no matter where we go, one of them is bound to show up at some point. Sine you all are ridiculously co-dependent.”

“Now love, its rude to speak of your own family so.” Klaus toyed with her and she just smiled. If someone would have told Caroline eighteen years prior that the Mikaelson would be her family, she would have snorted and told that they lost their damn minds. Now she would have it no other way. She could not imagine her life without them now. “So, do you think you’d like to live here someday….with me?”

“Maybe one day.” The smile that grew on Klaus’s face was something that Caroline couldn’t help but share. It was a look of pure delight, joy and love that she rarely let himself feel. The idea that Caroline liked New Orleans and would one day consider living there with him was like telling a small boy that Christmas had come early. “But only after Rebekah has had her honeymoon and got the newlywed phase out of her system. None of us need to be here to see that.”

“Agreed.” Klaus leaned down and kissed her again. “Wait here.”

With that, Klaus flashed off to somewhere unknown. Caroline pulled his suit jacket around her; keeping her warm from the imaginary cold. She walked over to the fountain and sat down; enjoying the people who walked around her. It was too late for families to be out and about, solely just the adult crowd was partying around. New Orleans was nothing but a playground for debauchery. It would be the perfect to finally rest one day.

Maybe one day. Just not yet.

Caroline’s eyes scanned the crowed and paused as someone caught them. Her breath caught as she took in the sight of someone, she had not seen in nearly eighteen years. It took a moment for it to click in Caroline’s mind, but she was certain that it was her. When the other woman noticed she had been seen, she bolted; flashing away quickly. Caroline could not help but chase her and she caught up with her easily, just outside Jackson Square and in a small alleyway that still had people in and out. Caroline grabbed her throat tightly and pinned her against the brick wall. She squeezed her nails and lifted the other woman off of her feet.

“Hello Hayley.” Caroline muttered sweetly while Hayley just looked at Caroline. She looked the same. Brown hair, doe eyes and a resting bitch face that Caroline just wanted to hit. Granted, she had only seen her for a moment years prior but it was a memory that was burned into Caroline’s mind for all eternity. She may no longer love Tyler, but that did not mean her hatred for Hayley disappeared.

“Sweetheart?” Klaus appeared beside her, a bottle of champagne in his hand and his eyebrows raised. He looked at the scene before him with entertainment. He had only been gone a moment and returned to see Caroline flashing off out of the park. It was all too easy to follow her; curious about what would have caught her attention.

“Look who I found.”

“Well, well, well. If it is not the lying werewolf girl who not only had an affair with Tyler but also helped him break my hybrid’s sire bond.” The smile that curled on Klaus’s lips were sinister and cruel. Caroline knew that Klaus hated Hayley as much as he did and wanted to hunt her down, but she vanished, and he got distracted with taking over New Orleans that he put the young werewolf girl out of his mind. He said if they ever stumbled across her again, he’d kill her. “Not to mention how you manipulated me into murdering all twelve of them.”

“Klaus, look at her.” Caroline whispered. She studied Hayley, her hand still on her neck preventing her from speaking. Her skin was still flawless and smooth. There was not a wrinkle in sight nor was there a single grey hair. Hayley would have to be in her mid-thirties, but she did not look a day over twenty. “She hasn’t aged a day since I last saw her. She flashed off out of the park, like, vampire flashed off. She is a hybrid.”

“Well that is most interesting.” Klaus replied, a million thoughts raging through his mind. She could already see that he was imagining the possibilities of how this is possible, and what that could mean for him. “Let her go love. I’m most curious as to how this came about.” Caroline let go of her throat and dropped Hayley to the ground. In a second, she tried to flash off, but Klaus caught her easily and shoved her back against the wall. “How are you a hybrid?”

“I’m not going to tell you anything.” Hayley hissed out through clenched teeth. Caroline cocked her head and placed her hands on the side of Hayley’s head; and snapped her neck. Hayley crumpled to the ground. The two of them looked at her body with little to no sympathy.

“Fine but you’ll give them eventually.” Caroline turned and walked out of the alleyway. Klaus bent down and picked up Hayley’s body; leaving the compelled bottle of champagne behind. The two flashed through the streets of New Orleans, undetected by the humans surrounding them. When they reached the Abattoir, Klaus burst through the doors with Hayley on his shoulder, causing the crowed to part and Caroline following behind him.

“Sorry ladies and gentlemen for interrupting the party.” All eyes were on them and the unconscious body he carried. Caroline could see Rebekah’s angry face glaring at her them; she should have expected one of her brothers to do something drastic during the wedding. “Please do continue to enjoy the party, do not let this girl’s screams disturb the festivities.” Klaus carried Hayley down the stairs, into the dungeon and made his way into an empty cell. He tossed Hayley roughly onto the floor. He grabbed a chair and sat down; not taking his eyes from Hayley’s unconscious body.

It was seconds later that Klaus’s entire family burst through the doors. Rebekah leading the charge, red faced and angry. Caroline could not blame her, Klaus barged through her wedding carrying a dead body. However, Caroline could not fault Klaus either. She wanted to know how Hayley was a hybrid as much as he did.

“What the hell Nik!” Rebekah hissed. Caroline looked around at the group that seemed to have wedged their way into the cell, Rebekah’s dress taking up much of the room. “My wedding!? Everything was perfect and I was happy and then my wanker of a big brother decided to drag a dead body through the reception.” She crossed her arms over her wedding dress covered chest. “Well, who is she!?”

“Is that who I think that is?” Bonnie asked in a quiet tone. She looked down at Hayley with a slacked jaw and wide eyes. In all honesty, Bonnie had forgotten all about Hayley. While on the other side, she continued to check on her friends but never spared Hayley a thought after she fled Mystic Falls. “Holy shit.”

“Rebekah, meet Hayley.” Caroline replied in an emotionless tone. Rebekah’s eyes widened, looking between Hayley and Caroline. “This is the werewolf slut that Tyler cheated on you with? I thought she would at least be pretty.”

“I can hear you.” Haley’s voice sounded hoarse and groggy. She pulled herself up on her forehands and Caroline acted on impulse. She kicked Hayley back down and placed her stiletto heels on her neck, twisting ever so slightly. Hayley grabbed ahold of Caroline’s ankle, trying to shove her off but Caroline was not having that. “I’m not going to tell you anything.”

In a flash, Klaus was out of his seat and picked Hayley up off the ground, slamming her back into the stone wall; leaving a considerable dent behind. Hayley grabbed at Klaus’s wrist; hitting him and pushing to let her go; however, Klaus was stronger than her and was not about to go. He leaned down, bit her neck but only for a second.

“No vervain I see.” He then pulled off every scraps of jewelry she had on. He looked her directly in the eye and Hayley could not blink. “You are going to answer any and all questions Caroline asks you truthfully. You will not lie nor leave any details out.”

“I will tell Caroline everything she wants to know.”

“Splendid.” Klaus dropped Hayley to the floor, but she stood up quickly. Caroline walked over towards her and crossed her arms. She could not help the scowl that was on her face as she eyed Hayley up and down. After the day she caught her in bed with Tyler, Caroline rarely gave Hayley a thought; at least not behind calling her a werewolf skank but she never thought about Hayley herself. Now she is wondering if that was a mistake.

“Long time no see.” Hayley told her, looking directly at Caroline. “Are you going to start asking questions or are you just going to give me the death glare?”

“How are you a hybrid?”

“That’s a long story.”

“Well then start at the beginning.”

“Okay.” Hayley sighed and took in the room. She saw every Mikaelson glaring at her, but her eyes lingered on Bonnie for a second; surprised to see that the former witch had become a vampire. “I fled Mystic Falls after he killed those hybrids.” Klaus just smiled at the memory, completely unfazed at his murderous tendencies being tossed at him.

“You mean the ones you unsired and single handedly led to their death?” Caroline asked, her tone laced with malice while tossing her the best pageant queen smile that she could. “But only after you slept with my boyfriend, probably multiple times?”

“Besides the point. Anyway. I left town. I had made a deal with that professor to arrange the massacre in exchange for information on my parents.” Caroline looked confessed while Bonnie stepped forward slightly, rage etched in her face. Professor Shane was a name that she still cursed to this day; a man who caused her nothing but misery. Kol placed a hand on Bonnie’s shoulder, and just pulled her to him. “All I got was a city. New Orleans. When I got here, I ran into Katherine Peirce.”

“Katerina?” Elijah asked; his eyes narrowing. Klaus rolled his eyes and huffed. Of course, Katherine would have something to do with it. While Klaus knew where Katherine was and probably could kill her at any time, he hadn’t. In truth he was tired of chasing Katherine; having a more interesting target in mind. “What does she have to you becoming a hybrid?”

“Nothing really, but it’s a footnote in the story.” She turned to Klaus. “He told me to tell her everything.” Caroline sighed, waiving her hand; telling Hayley to get on with the story. “I made a deal, I told her that Elena and friends were heading off to get the cure and in exchange she told me about a werewolf pack in the bayou. It was my family…or at least what was left of it. I’ve been there ever since.”

“Okay. That explains why you’re in New Orleans. Not why you’re a hybrid.”

“I was pregnant.”

“What?”

“I found out about five or six weeks after I arrived. Seeing that Tyler was the only person I had slept with, the only person who could be the father….”

“But that’s not possible. Tyler is a hybrid. As in part vampire. Vampires can’t have children.” Caroline insisted. She pointed at Klaus. “If that were the case, Klaus and I would have a litter of children by now.” Hayley smirked at her.

“You can’t have kids because you’re a vampire. Klaus however, has the werewolf gene. Call it a loophole or whatever but it was Tyler’s werewolf gene that got me pregnant, not the vampire part.” Hayley’s eyes shifted to Klaus. “Have you slept with a werewolf since triggering your curse? Because if you did, I bet that even you would be able to reproduce.”

With that, Caroline gripped Hayley’s neck and slammed her against the wall again. She bared her fangs at her, with narrowed eyes. She saw red for a second at the thought of Klaus with someone who was not her. While she had long since moved on from her broken heart, infidelity would always be a sore spot for her. She trusted Klaus in their relationship and knew he was faithful to her; but that did not mean the idea did not rub salt into a very old wound. Klaus stood from the chair and wrapped his arms around Caroline’s waist. He kissed the top of her head and breathed in her scent.

“Only you Caroline.” Klaus whispered to her, not caring that the entire room could hear. “You’re the only woman that I want.” Caroline nodded and dropped Hayley. She knew that Klaus was not a boy scout. He had been with many people before they had gotten together; even during the years that they were having sex but refused to define it as anything more. She did the same. She had a string of one-night stands during her college years but that was all behind them. She knew that; but it was hard to process the thought of Klaus sleeping with anyone else.

“It’s possible Caroline.” Freya jumped in, a look passing between her, Bonnie and Kol. “It isn’t presented but nature always finds a balance. A loophole. Without seeing the kid, myself, I cannot rule out the possibility. Klaus compelled her to tell the truth, she can’t lie.” Freya stated and Caroline nodded.

“Keep talking.” Caroline hissed out.

“The pregnancy was rough and the labor even worse.” Hayley admitted. “I died in childbirth. My son, Chase Marshall, was born a hybrid. Not made into one. Born. He was born with both vampire and werewolf abilities. When I died, I had his blood in my system.”

“You woke in transition.” Rebekah and Kol spoke at the same time.

“Yes.”

“How did you complete it? There is no doppelganger blood available.” Elijah chimed in. Both Klaus and Elijah were looking at one another; Elijah concerned about Klaus’s reaction and Klaus focusing on the fact that there was a possibility to make hybrids without the use of Elena or Katherine.

“It wasn’t easy. A hunch really. I tried drinking human blood during my transition and it did nothing. A werewolf elder, may she rest in peace, had the idea to try my son’s blood.” Hayley looked down at her hand. “She pricked Chase’s finger and I drank a drop. One drop and it worked. I became a hybrid.” Hayley sighed, crossing her arms.

“Does Tyler know he is a father?”

“No. I never told him. He never wanted to see me again after what I did to his friends.”

“Shocker.” Caroline muttered. She could not blame Tyler for that, and she was completely unsurprised that Hayley would refrain from telling Tyler she was pregnant. There was a good chance that if she did, he wouldn’t believe her. “And where is your son now?”

“He came into the city after I told him not too. With Rebekah’s wedding and vampires crawling all over the city, it was too dangerous. He didn’t listen.” Hayley looked between Klaus and Caroline; pausing at the sinister smirk that was playing on Klaus’s lips. “No. Absolutely not. You are not going to use my son as a blood bag to fulfill your long-lost dreams of siring a mass race of hybrids! I spent that last seventeen years hiding my son from you and I will not let him get hurt because of your family.”

“He is a kid.” Marcel stated, speaking for the first time. “It’s not right. You can’t hurt a kid.”

“Seventeen?” Caroline replied, ignoring Marcel. “I was smothered by a pillow at the age of seventeen and turned into a vampire. Seventeen. Months away from eighteen. On the cusp of adulthood. If Chase is willing to listen to a proposition, then I do not see why we cannot come to a mutual agreement.” She turned to Rebekah and Marcel. “Go back to the wedding. Enjoy your time together. Klaus and I will help Hayley search for her son. Bonnie and Kol’s assistance would be much appreciated. Besides, what are old friends for?”

“I see it now.” Marcel replied. “I see why Klaus loves you. You’re just like him.”

Caroline knew Marcel meant it as an insult, but she took it the opposite. Klaus had always wanted to create a new species and after giving up on that pipe dream, there was an opportunity to make it happen. She was not going to let Klaus walk away from it.

[bangtan-sonyeonddaeng]

BTS Vampire AU: You’re a hunter trying to catch them pt. 2

Some of them aren’t as long as the others because I felt things were already wrapped up in part 1 but I got a lot of asks for this so here is part 2 :D

here is a link to pt. 1

Namjoon

You were back in the same place you were months ago, same place you’ve found yourself in many times. You and Namjoon had finally caught up with one another, but just couldn’t bring yourselves to kill each other. In the amount of time you had grown to know Namjoon, you had realized he was more similar to you than you’d like to admit. You were both lonely, bored with your lives and looking for something to give it meaning.

You were standing face to face with him again, your weapon against his heart. 

“What’s the tally now, love? I think the score is tied up now right? I’ve had 5 opportunities I could have killed you and this is the 5th you’ve had the opportunity to kill me. Who’s going to cave first and actually finish the job?” It’s at this moment when you’ve realized how long you’ve kept this up that you don’t want to do this anymore. You drop the stake pointed at his heart and walk away. 

“Y/n? What are you doing? Hey!” He runs after you and grabs your wrist. You turn around to face him.

“I’m done with this Namjoon. I’m tired of this stupid game we play. We both just need to move on with our lives.” 

“What if I don’t want to?”  Suddenly Namjoon is an inch away from your face and you don’t know how to react. Before you can ask him what he means his lips are pressed against your own. Your instinct reaction is to push him away, but soon you find yourself melting into the kiss. He pulls away with a satisfied look on his face. You smack his chest and move away from him.

“What the hell was that?!” 

“Consider it a parting gift. Since you’re so hell bent on moving on, I guess I’ll see you around.” Suddenly he feels your smaller hand wrap around his wrist.

“What if I don’t want to?”

Jin

You had run into Jin multiple times after that day, neither of you saying a word, just giving each other a knowing look. The city had been quiet, vampire attacks on innocent people had drastically went down. You couldn’t help but wonder if Jin had something to do with it. He was a very respected vampire in their community and held a lot of power. After you had run into him for the 4th time that month you decided to confront him.

“If I didn’t know any better I’d say you were following me.”

“You’re right.”

“And why is that?”

“Because you promised not to kill my friends if I kept them in check, I am just making sure you hold up your end of the deal.” You sense he is hiding something else from you. 

“And what else?”

“There is nothing else.” 

“It’s part of my job to be able to read people Jin. You’re hiding something from me.” He sighs heavily before motioning for you to follow him somewhere he can speak to you more private. You walk around to the alleyway between two buildings.

“Someone I know wants you dead. I’m just trying to keep you safe.” 

“The vampire keeping the hunter safe.. what has the world come to?”

“It’s changing y/n. And it’s changing for the better.” He smiles at you and you can’t help but wonder why you never noticed how handsome he is. “You want to go grab a coffee?” You are taken off guard by his offer but nod your head slightly. He holds out his hand and you take it. “Shall we, then?”

Yoongi

You were face to face with Yoongi again, but this time you had no desire to kill him. You just wanted answers. You had your stake pressed against his chest for intimidation purposes only.

“Yoongi, tell me the truth. Why did you kill my parents?” You feel Yoongi tense up. He’s looking at you with such intensity that it honestly terrifies you.

“That’s all you want to know?”

“Yes. You know this is the reason I have been hunting you for the past two years, and I just realized I have no idea why you tried to kill them. They were good people they-” You’re cut off by Yoongi scoffing at you.

“Good people? Are you serious right now? Did you parents not tell you anything?” He grabs your arm and lowers the stake. He gently pries it away from your hands and tosses it away. You tilt your head in confusion.

“What do you mean? Yoongi, what is going on?” He holds out his hand for you to take, now you’re even more confused.  

“Just trust me. I have no reason to kill you, and you have no reason to be angry with me which you will soon understand. Now come on.” He grabs your hands pulls you along until you arrive at a park. Yoongi sits on the bench and tugs you down to sit with him. 

“You see that tree right over there?” You follow his gaze and nod.

“That’s the spot where my parents died.” 

“I-I’m sorry.” 

“Don’t apologize. I don’t hold you accountable for your parents actions.” Your eyes widen as you look at him but he’s not meeting your gaze. His eyes seem lost, like he’s watching the events unfold in front of him all over again.

“They were vampires, but they were good people. They never hurt anyone. Your parents were hunters. They weren’t like you though. They killed every single vampire they came across without mercy. We were just enjoying a day out together when your parents killed them in cold blood.” You stand up from the bench and turn your back on him.

“You’re lying.” 

“Look in my eyes y/n you know deep down I am telling the truth. You knew your parents weren’t really office workers.” You remember all of the times your parents came home with odd injuries, claiming they were just clumsy. Yoongi has no reason to lie to you and you realize he is telling the truth.

“Then I’m sorry. On behalf of my parents I am sorry they killed yours. They didn’t deserve that and neither did you I-.. I’m sorry for trying to kill you without understanding you were just trying to avenge your parents as I was for mine..” He seems satisfied as he gets up and begins to walk away from you.

“Is this where we part ways Yoongi?”

“For now. Fate seems to have funny ways of bringing us together so I’m sure we will see each other again soon.” 

Hoseok

You could see a familiar mop of orange hair in front of you walking down the sidewalk. You had been out patrolling the streets to make sure they were safe from vampires when you saw him.

“Hoseok!” He turns around when he hears you calling after him and he instantly smiles at you.

“Well, look who’s back for more. Did you miss me?” You smack his arm but can’t help but laugh. You two had run into each other often after that encounter where you had kissed him. He still insisted on playing hard to get and hadn’t kissed you since. However it hadn’t slipped past your notice that the number of innocent people being drained by vampires had dropped significantly since then.

“So what if I did? It’s not like you’re going to do anything about it.” Before you can get another word out his hands are gripping your hips tightly and he’s bringing you in for another kiss. It makes your head spin. “What the heck was that Hoseok?”

“Gotta keep you on your toes, love.”

“Are you ever going to stop playing these games with me?” He thinks about your words and when he smiles at you this time it takes your breath away. It’s nothing like the cocky smirks he’s given you before, this is his genuine smile and it makes your heart race.

“I think I’ve kept you waiting long enough. What do you want with me y/n?”

“I want to get to know you. The real you. Not this arrogant vampire, but the human side of you too.” His gaze turns gently as he takes your hand and holds it in his own.

“You sure you want to know? It’s a long story.” You bring his hand up to your lips and kiss the back of it.

“I have time.”

Jimin

After that day you and Jimin had talked you had quickly become inseparable. It was nearly a year now and he still was the clingiest and most affectionate vampire you had ever met. You both knew your feelings for one another, but never decided to put a lable on it. The way you felt for each other was more than lovers, you were soulmates. 

“Jimin seriously, you are nothing like the other vampires I have met.”

“I’ll take that as a compliment.” 

“Why are you so affectionate with me? Since the day we had that heart to heart conversation you see me at least once a day. I’m just curious..” You see sadness flash across his face and something akin to longing or loneliness? You grab his hand and place it in your lap, knowing that your touch always brings him comfort. 

“Well, to put things simply when you’ve been around for as long as I have you watch countless people you love die or leave. I just want to have as many of those close relationships as possible before I know the inevitable is going to happen. It’s hurts when they go but, I don’t know I guess I just keep hoping someday I will meet someone who thinks I’m worth sticking around for.” Your heart aches when you see the sad smile form on his face as he looks at you. You can’t imagine going through what he has and you don’t even hesitate to ask what has been on your mind for a while now.

“Jimin.. If I told you I wanted to be that person what would you say?” His head snaps to you in surprise. 

“What? Are you serious?”

“I’m 100% serious. I can’t believe no one has ever asked you before. I mean I’m not ready yet.. but someday, will you turn me? If you want to deal with me for the rest of eternity that is.” The happy giggle and smile that spreads across his face makes you realize you made the right decision in asking him.

“Of course. Whenever you’re ready baby just let me know okay? We’ll make our forever together.”

Taehyung

After that encounter with Taehyung you quickly realized you had to give up your profession as a vampire hunter. You valued your own life too much and the fact that Taehyung was willing to spare you was warning enough for you to give it up. You were walking back from your new job late at night when you hear footsteps approaching behind you. You turn your head and see none other than Taehyung walking towards you rather quickly. Before you can run he’s on you in seconds and grabs your arm to tug you into an alleyway.

“Tae-” He slams his hand over your mouth and you’re terrified he’s going to kill you. He can feel your lips trembling underneath his palm and his harsh gaze softens. He leans in close to your ear.

“Shh, it’s okay. I’m not going to hurt you just be quiet for me please?” He removes his hand from your mouth and shields you with his body as you notice another dark figure walk by the alley. He waits a few more minutes before he moves away from you and sighs in relief.

“That guy was following you for a while I could hear the vile things he was thinking about doing to you. I-. Sorry for scaring you.” You look at him in pure shock.

“W-why did you? Why do you care so much I thought you hated me? Why would someone like you who lives for killing others care about my life?” He visibly deflates at your words and you can’t help but think he looks like a sad puppy with the way his large eyes are staring at you. 

“I’m not a monster y/n..”

“Oh, so you didn’t kill over 100 people in the last year then? I just imagined that?” You see tears well up in his eyes and this shocks you to your core.

“I didn’t want to! I’m a new vampire y/n I don’t have the years of control like most other vampires do. I didn’t want to kill anyone but I just can’t physically control myself. At least I couldn’t before but I’m learning. I promise I’m trying I don’t want to be the horrible murderer everyone thinks I am.” Even though you know of all the horrible things he’s done you can’t help but feel bad for him. Before you can even register what you’re doing you wrap your arms around his waist and rest your head on his chest. You don’t hear a heart beating, or the steady sound of his breath but it still comforts you nonetheless.

“Thank you for keeping me safe Taehyung. And thank you for trying to do better.” You feel lips kissing the top of your head and when you pull away he’s smiling at you.

“Do you think we can start over?”

“Everyone deserves another chance, Tae. I think we can.”

Jungkook

You were certain you were going to die. The vampire you had been hunting had got the better of you and here you were, laying on the pavement about to have the life strangled out of you. Just before you were about to black out the sweet air had begun to fill your lungs again. You saw stars but quickly sat up to gauge your surroundings and find out just what was going on. That’s when you were met with doe eyes and a bunny smile. You look to the ground and saw the other vampire there, dead on the ground.

“J-Jungkook?”

“Yep that’s me. What the hell were you doing that guy literally almost killed you!” 

“I.. he got the upper hand on me. It’s a risk that comes with the job.” 

“Why don’t you just quit?” 

“I’m sorry?” 

“Stop hunting vampires. Your heart isn’t in it. I’ve been watching you to make sure you’re safe and you’ve been letting more vampires go than killing them. Could that have anything to do with a certain brown eyed vampire who showed you we aren’t all horrible monsters?” You shove him away from you but can’t help but laugh.

“It might have something to do with that. Thank you for saving me. I guess I owe you one?”

“Why don’t you take me out to grab a coffee? We’ll call it even.” You can’t say no when he’s looking at you like that.

“Okay. I guess we can start there.”

[fenthyr]

A complicated world (Bucky x reader) marvel x supernatural *

Summary: (y/n) lost everyone in the snap. Bucky, Dean and Sam, all of them gone with the snap. After Tony sacrificed his life for everyone else’s and losing one of her best friends Nat, she tries to restart her life. While Bucky and Sam go on a mission (y/n) decides to visit Sam and Dean.

 (y/n) helped the Winchesters on hunts and they became family to her. In 2016 she accidentally stumbled upon a certain avenger, Steve Rogers. She helped them in civil war and took care of Bucky. After she was certain Bucky was in good hands she left and went back to the Winchesters. Some time went by and she got a call from Cap saying that Buck is doing well and that he is awake so she visits him in Wakanda. There she gets the news of a titan wanting to kill half the universe. She stayed with Bucky and while waiting for the titan to approach she fell in love with the one armed man. Thanos came and she lost him in the snap. When she returned to the bunker Dean and Sam were both gone. Nowhere to be found and all their stuff still in the bunker. After searching for a long time she realized they were gone and Castiel only confirmed that. The souls didn’t go to heaven or hell, they were just gone.

5 years went by and (y/n) gets the news that they found a way to reverse the snap. She helped the avengers to gather all the stones. That’s when she lost Nat, she didn’t return with Clint. She gave her life for all those who lost it. Finally the moment is there. Banner snapped his fingers and suddenly the birds start singing. Everything feels back to normal. BAM. Everything goes bright and as quickly the light came it left. She woke up, fought Thanos with the avengers but they could win he was to strong. Then circles of light appeared. People stepped out of it. Armies joining each other to become one great army. (y/n) couldn’t find Bucky in the mass of people and Steve yelled. After fighting for a long time she saw Thanos fighting Tony, Steve and Danvers. Thanos already had the stones and before he could snap his fingers (y/n) grabbed his the gauntlet. He was to strong and threw her aside but her plan worked. Tony had enough time to regain strength and launched at Thanos grabbing to stones. He sacrificed himself and all enemies disappeared. Pepper and Peter ran to Tony. Everyone approached and that’s when she saw him. Finally after 5 long years she finally saw his face again. He hugged her, he face filled with sadness but also hope. Everyone kneeled and when she lifted her head she saw someone standing away from the mourning people and gesturing to her to come to him.

Now

You walked up to the man in a trench coat. He smiled softly but his eyes were also filled with sadness knowing that Tony meant a lot to you, to everyone. You cried even harder remembering Sam and Dean, hoping for good news. “hey, Cas.” “Hi,  (y/n)” he said quietly. “They are fine.” “Are, are they back?” “Yes, they are. I would take you to them but I guess you aren’t done here yet.” He stated looking over my shoulder. I turned my head, looking at Bucky and then at Tony. “ I guess I’m not. I’ll come by when I’m done here.” “ We will take care of him you know, in heaven.” “Thank you Castiel.” You gave him a sad smile and returned to the crowd who were now returning. Steve walking over to Tony and lifting his body from the ground. You walked over to Bucky who almost couldn’t hold his tears back. “He knew Buck, he doesn’t blame you.” “I killed his parents, I never even had the opportunity to say that I’m sorry, that I didn’t mean to.” You laid a hand on his shoulder as a sign for him to stop walking and turn to face you. “He knew it wasn’t you Buck, he knows it wasn’t you.” You hugged him and he returned the gesture, desperate for your warmth an comfort. “I missed you so much.” You whispered to him while the tears rolled down your cheek.

At Tony’s funeral

Everyone was there when the arc reactor was placed in the water. Even Harley was there, a boy who met Tony years ago. It was quiet and the closest to Tony all went inside to watch Tony’s final message to the people he loved. A flutter of wings came from behind you and you looked back seeing Castiel walking over to you. Bucky followed your gaze and saw the celestial being approaching. “I visited him, he’s doing fine. He saw his parent again and everyone else he lost.” Bucky turned his head at the mention of Tony’s parents. “can you tell him that I’m sorry, I never meant to kill the people I killed. I didn’t want him to lose his parents, I didn’t want to kill the man who helped to save my life.” Bucky asked looking at the ground and then to Cas. “I will tell him.”  “Can you talk to his family about how he’s doing so they at least know here he is now?, they are inside.” You gestured to the house and Cas nodded. Steve opened the door when you knocked and gave you a confused look when you entered with the angel. Everyone around the device that had just played the hologram of Tony. They looked at you, confused about the strange man in a trench coat standing next to you. “ hi everyone, this is Castiel. He’s and..” “I’m an angel of the lord.” Everyone looked even more confused. “I came by to tell you than Tony is doing fine. He’s in heaven with his parents.” Castiel explained some more about heaven and Tony and when everyone was on board Pepper asked a question. “ Can you tell him something?” Cas nodded. “Can you tell him that we’re alright and that we miss him?” “I will.” Before Cas could leave a little voice caught our attention. “ can you tell him I love him 3000?” Morgan spoke. “I’ll tell him.” And with a flutter of wings Cas disappeared.

A few weeks later.

Steve brought the infinity stones back and stayed with Peggy to live the life Tony suggested him once. Cap’s shield was given to Sam and he and Bucky now worked together. You all lived in a nice apartment and had a beautiful view. One morning Bucky woke you up by giving you a kiss on your forehead. “hey doll, it’s already 11 am, id didn’t want to wake you but Sam found something and we are going to check It out. We’ll be gone for a few days.” You opened your eyes and looked at him. “well have fun, i’ll be at Sam and Dean’s place, I still haven’t been able to visit them, call me when you need me.” “I will doll.” He kissed you and left. After you showered and packed your stuff you headed for the bunker. It was 3 pm and you decide to eat something because you ate breakfast late. You stopped in a city and searched for a store when you saw 2 very known men in a suit talking to a woman. Who could not recognize the tall long-haired man and the blond brother. You parked your car and walked up to them when the woman left. They turned around and saw you. “hey guys” you say feeling your eyes tearing up. “(y/n)!” they both yelled and grabbed you in a tight hug. “God I missed you guys.” They let you go and you saw their eyes starting to water. “so, what are guys doing here. Another case?” “uhm yeah. Some people disappearing and some of them turning up dead with bite marks.” “So vampires?” “we guess.” “you know where they hide?” “no not yet, hey care to join for old times sake?” “ I would love to join the hunt. It’s been a while since the last time I killed some of those bastards.” “great lest go.”

After a day of research you and the guys go to a bar. “So (y/n), how is it gong with the guy you left us for a few years back?” Sam laughed. “Great actually, he was gone with the snap to so that’s why I didn’t directly came to you guys, he came back and his best friend left and a guy died before he could say sorry to him for doing something terrible that wasn’t even his fault. He went through a lot, I couldn’t just eave him like that.” “don’t worry we get it. But what the hell is this guy’s name you never told us.” Dean yelled playfully and Sam nodded in agreement. “James ‘Bucky’ Barnes. But everybody just calls him Bucky or Buck.” You smile at the thought of him. Wondering how his mission is going. “ You really like him, don’t you.” Sam askes eventually. “Yeah I do he’s awesome.” Is smile even more. “ Yeah well if he ever hurt you, you should know that I will kill him and it wont be a slow death.” Dean said and you all laughed.

After another day you finally got a lead. One of the people you where going to question ran and brought you to the safe place of the creatures. Dean, Sam and yourself got ready and entered the place because they would probably run or attack. it’s quiet and dark, they know we are here. All of the sudden 3 of them appeared but their eyes were snake like, not something a vampire has. “not vampires but vetala’s I yell as they attack. I quickly grab my silver knife and start to fight the monster that attacked me. I manage to stab it in the heart and twist my knife. The brother also manage to kill their attacker and Sam helps Dean stand up. “I totally forgot about those son of a bitches.” Dean grumbled. We slowly march forward and see a few hallways. “Let’s split to cover more ground.” I suggested and they agreed. I entered a room and started to look around for secret hiding spots or anything else. There is another door and I open it up. more vetala’s attack and I fight them off.

Meanwhile

Dean entered the back room and stumbled upon some vetala’s. he started fighting but they were to strong. Suddenly he hears a window crashing and gunshots appear. Some of the vetala’s follow the sound and Dean was able to fight the remaining ones. When he entered the room with gunshots he sees a man with a beard and long brown hair trying to fight the creatures of. “Hey, stab them in the heart with this and twist 1 time.” He yelled and threw a spare silver knife at the strange man. They both fight the monsters until they are all death. Then they hear a scream.

Back to reader

They are to strong and only more of them appear. Sam already came to your aid but was dealing with some vetala’s himself now. The unknown man appears first and runs up to the vetala’s attacking you. He throws them off of you. You stab one of the creatures and twist. A grunt was heard beside you and then you recognized the man who just saved you. ‘Bucky?’ He was on the ground, a vetala burying his nails in his shoulder and back. You kill the creature and push him off of Bucky. “Bucky, you okey? What are you doing here?” you ask him while helping him up. “the mission want faster then expected so I tracked your phone to surprise you.” He grumbled. He had a big claw wound on his back and was also bleeding from his shoulder. “I heard fighting and came in to help.” Dean and Sam stood behind you. “so this is the famous Bucky we heard so much about?” Sam said with a smile on his face. “you know after seeing you attack some creature you didn’t even know existed just to help our little peanut here, I think I kind of like you.” Dean stated also smiling. “yeah well I would do anything for my doll.” Bucky noted in a low voice while looking at you. “come on let’s get you to the motel and patch you up.”

We arrived at the motel and Dean and Sam could stop asking questions about Bucky and the avengers. While entering the room Dean had another question. “So wait every avenger has some kind of ability like Thor is a god an (y/n) had special training but what is yours?” Meanwhile Bucky sat himself down with a grunt and took his jacket, gloves and long sleeved shirt off so I could take care of the wound. “ow that’s awesome dude.” Dean yelled as soon as he saw the metal arm. Bucky chuckled and flinched when I disinfected the wound. “How did you get that?” Dean was amazed by the arm while Sam was interested but didn’t show it to much, listening to the conversation while grabbing some supplies to take care of his own wounds. Bucky explained the whole story about HYDRA capturing him, escaping and his time in Wakanda. “and that leads to now.” A flutter of wings was heard and Cas appeared in the room. He saw Bucky’s back and walked over, healing him. “ if I knew you were coming I wouldn’t have wasted half of the stitches.” You laughed while Bucky just looked shocked. “How did you do that.” “I have healing powers, the wounds would have taken days to heal, even with your fast healing.” Cas stated but Bucky just looked confused. “What are you doing here Cas? Is something wrong?” Sam asks “I found out that some demons are acting out. I wanted to ask you guys if you would want to go and make sure they are dealt with.” “sure but it’s 2 am can we catch some sleep first?” “Call me when your awake.” And with that he was gone. “So demons, those exist?” “yeah, there is a lot you don’t know yet buddy.” “We’ll tell you all about it tomorrow but for now I need to take a nap and dream about some delicious pie.” You laughed and left Sam and Deans room and went to your own. You and Bucky laid down in your bed and Bucky hugged you from behind. “this world only gets more and more complicated with the minute.” “it does.” You chuckled.

Buck started to massage your stomach and his hand crept lower and lower. He kissed your neck. “ you know,” kiss “ We are in a motel.” Kiss “ and  no one is here to disturb us.” kiss his voice went lower and his breathing heavier. His hand crept lower and under you underwear. He pulled you closer to him and you could feel his member pressing against you ass. You moaned at the touch and he started to grind against your ass. His fingers still going lower and eventually playing with your clit before sliding a finger inside you. You opened your hips a little so it was easier for him to touch you. Moans escaped yours and Bucky’s mouth. “Fuck I missed you.” “I missed you to.” You moan while sliding your hand behind you and rubbing his member through his pants.  He moaned and you took this opportunity to turn around and straddled his hips. Bucky groaned at the feeling and placed his hands under your shirt. You took it off and started at his pants. soon you were both in only your underwear and you started to grind against Bucky. He sat up and captured your lips with his moaning into it. You broke the kiss and started kissing along his neck pushing him back onto the bed. You went lower and kissed his torso until you reached his boxers. You slowly slipped them of and let his hard member free. You started pumping him while keeping eye contact. Bucky was a moaning mess under your touch and you take him in your mouth. Taking him until he hit the back of your throat and pumped the rest you couldn’t fit in. swirling your tongue around his member and giving extra attention to the tip. Soon he started thrusting his hips into your mouth. “aah, aah, shit, you feel so good, uh. Fuck I’m mhg I’m gonna cum.” You stopped your motions and he grunts at the los of contact. “Not yet baby” you kissed his lips and took your panties and bra off. Bucky sat back up and started to attack your breasts. Taking a nipple in his mouth and the other between his fingers. You moaned at the touch. “shit, I need you inside me Bucky.” “ then take me.” You grabbed his member and lead it to your entrance. Both of you moaned while you took him in and after adjusting to his large size you started rolling your hips. “Fuck you’re so tight aah.” Bucky then attacked your neck and kissed every single spot and leaves your sweet spot for last. He starts kissing, sucking and biting it. he rolled you ever so you were on your back and started thrusting into you in a loving but hard pace. “Fuck I won’t last long. Tell me your coming.” “Yes almost. Aah fuck bucky you feel so good.” He buries his head in the croock of your neck and starts slamming into you in a faster pace. “aah Bucky faster, please.” And so he does. His rhythm become sloppy as you feel your own high approaching. “I’m gonna cum.” “so am I doll.” He slams into you and you came hard on his cock. A few more thrust and he came too. He rides out his high and slowly pulls out. Both of you out of breath and he walks to the bathroom and comes back with a washcloth to clean you. He lays down next to you and you lay your head on his chest. he kisses your forehead. “I love you doll.” “ I love you too, Buck.” And like that you fall asleep.

[winchcstcrlcgacy-blog]

( empty beer bottles, cassette tapes, leather-bound journals ) –– && it looks like dean winchester has finally arrived in woodshore ( though he originates from supernatural ). although known as THE RIGHTEOUS MAN back home, here they are a forty year old firefighter, known to be LOYAL but STUBBORN. they were coaxed here with the promise of A BROTHER NAMED SAM. they remember NOTHING OF THEIR OLD LIFE. ( james, 27, est, he/him, jensen ackles )

hey everybody! i’m james and i’ll be playing your friendly neighborhood dean winchester who just so happens to be my favorite character of all time. i’m excited to be here and i look forward to writing with you all. don’t be afraid to hit me up for plots. i don’t bite. much.

from what point in your characters canon are they taken from?

dean was taken when the undead that surrounded him, sam, and castiel closed in on them at the end of the season 14 finale. once all of his memories have returned, he will remember everything up to that point.

what are the basics of their ‘new lives’?

dean is an only child and an orphan. his mom died in a house fire when he was four; his dad died in a tragic hunting accident when he was twelve. because he had no living relatives to claim him at the time of his father's passing, he was sent to live at sonny's home, a home that housed a dozen other orphans. he immediately began to act out due to the grief that his dad's death brought him, as well as the loneliness that came with having not lost only one, but both parents; left with no family. he spent a couple years running with the wrong crowd and causing trouble, learning various skills such as pick-pocketing, lock-picking, and hot-wiring cars in the process. it was when sonny -- the only person who told dean that he was better than the mistakes he was making and the life he was creating for himself  -- had a health scare that dean decided to turn a new leaf and stay out of trouble. sonny encouraged him to use the skills he'd acquired as a troublemaker for good; to avoid a life behind bars, which he did. eventually, dean found himself at the fire academy and he went on to become a firefighter, a job he was not only suited for but passionate about. he loved the danger and the adrenaline that came hand in hand from the job, and most importantly, he could save people's lives from incidents like his mother's. he's married to his job and he knows how dangerous it is, so he prefers one night stands over committing to anyone.

what were they promised upon arrival in woodshore, and what was their reaction to receiving it?

dean was informed that he is not an only child like he thought; in fact, he has a younger brother named sam somewhere in woodshore. he hasn’t met him yet, but he’s intrigued by the potential discovery of a family member he didn't know he had, especially a brother. with both his parents gone and no living relatives, he longs for a sense of family, which makes the idea that he has a brother exciting.

when they arrived in woodshore and received what was taken of them, did they gain any memories of their past? if so, what memories do they have?

dean does not have any memories of his real life and only remembers his ‘new life’, but his memory of his real life will return gradually once he meets sam. 

onto the character dean winchester himself and his real life...

now, since supernatural has been running for an astounding 14 seasons, it’s difficult to go into detail about what dean has been through without providing you a novel to read. (however, if reading novels about characters is your thing, you can click here to have a detailed biography and personality rundown) with that said, i’ll try to summarize the key points best i can. 

now, without further ado, a character rundown: 

name: dean winchester date of birth/age: january 24th, 1979, 40. species: currently human. (though he has been a ghost, vampire, and demon, just to name a few. again, it’s been 14 seasons. my boy’s been through some shit) occupation: hunter. (do-gooder, hero, protector of mankind, killer of ghosts, demons, vampires, werewolves, anything evil, you name it, he’ll kill it. he even kills humans sometimes but they’re usually bad and we don’t talk about that) personality: confident, cool, and extremely loyal. charming and, at times, childish or immature. teasing his brother is one of his favorite pass-times. dean cultivates a bad-boy personality and makes sarcastic jokes at even the most morbid times, though he can be an intimidating presence to those who do not know him. underneath it all, though, he’s become hardened by life as a warrior. he has the tendency to be self-loathing and he is subconsciously afraid to get close to others in fear that being bonded to him will result in their untimely deaths (as it has various times before) he does his best to keep his emotions to himself. the only real weakness dean has is family. dean will protect his family at all costs. his longest and most intense commitment has been to his ‘67 chevy impala. he is a lover of classic rock music, food (don’t forget the pie), sex, and the occasional tv soap opera. (though he may not openly admit that)

biography keypoints:

after dean's mom was killed by a demon when he was only 4 years old, his dad was hardly around, on a mission to avenge her. this left dean to fend for himself and raise his younger brother, sam.

the night their mom died, he rescued sam from the fire her burning body left, and since then, he has been committed to protecting his brother at all costs.

he's known about monsters and has been a hunter as long as he can remember.

when dean was 26, his dad went radio silent for the first time, resulting in him traveling to stanford where sam had gone to college in hopes to recruit his brother to help him find their dad. this reunites dean with his brother and begins his journey. 

when his dad dies, dean took it upon himself to continue on as a hunter, not only for the good of the human race, but because it's the only life he has ever known.

eventually, when sam is killed, dean makes a deal with a crossroads demon who brings sam back in return, dean only has a year to live before he is taken to hell.

dean is rescued from hell by castiel because he is michael's true vessel and therefore required for him to destroy lucifer in the apocalypse. dean does not say yes and does not get possessed.

when sam goes to hell with lucifer, he breaks away from hunting and tries to live a normal life. this lasts a year before he finds out sam is out of hell and goes back into hunting.

after castiel let the leviathans out of purgatory, dean assisted him in eventually slaying the leader, sucking both of them into purgatory, where he was stuck for a year.

he took on the burden of the mark of cain in order to slay abaddon, knight of hell. when this happened, it made him more aggressive and violent than usual. when he died with the mark, he awoke as a demon.

sam cured him of this, and eventually of the mark, but doing so set free the darkness. dean had a strong bond with her due to previously having the mark which was dark in nature.

he and sam discovered that the winchesters are legacies of an organization known as the men of letters. this meant that they found a home in a bunker created by this organization.

when lucifer's son, jack, was born, he originally wanted to kill him, thinking that he was dangerous and would cause destruction. however, as time went on, jack grew on him and he came to see him somewhat like a son.

in order to beat lucifer, dean eventually says yes to michael from an apocalyptic universe as long as michael lets him stay in control. he breaks this side of the deal, and uses dean with plans to destroy the world.

chuck shows up after being mia for a while, killing jack, and revealing to the boys that he had been manipulating them and everything around them from the beginning.

if there is any confusion, at any point, please feel free to ask questions. there’s no such thing as a stupid question. and don’t hesitate to message me to plot at any time! i’m excited to interact with everybody.