#i decided to destroy them because i saved them the other time and felt kinda bad about it after

[tiecladartist]

On my third bg3 playthrough and I found not one, not two, but THREE areas I missed in Cazador's palace the first times 😓

Never found Lady Incognita's attic (I think that was the name).

Never found that dude's confession after all the button puzzles.

Never found the fancy rapier beneath the cells or the entrance to the sewers.

I just wish these places had more to them? Like, idk, someone there, or a comment from Astarion at least. The environmental storytelling was cool, but the ends felt lackluster.

[clanwarrior-tumbly]

Hello hello!! I was not expecting requests to be open again so fast, but i am DEVOURING your writing, so i shan't complain!

What about Dogday getting saved by a teenager who’s desensitized to the horrors of the factory? Like of course, they’re perturbed, but aside from initially seeing Dogday(because holy shit), the biggest reaction they’ll give is a cringe and a “eugh” or some other mild exclamation of “that’s fucked up.” Essentially just Dogday interacting with a kid who’s weirdly chill with the circumstances and tries to be silly sometimes despite the persisting horrors.

Thank you so much and have a wonderful day/night!!!

Awe thanks! Have a good day/night too!

.......

"You..you're Poppy's angel..come to save us-"

"Eugh..what the hell happened to you?"

While back in the day, Dogday would've scolded you for using profane language...he finds it understandable considering you discovered him in his....erm..current condition.

The initial shock of seeing him would have anybody from outside the factory deeply disturbed.

But he's surprised that you're not fully freaked out and didn't run away.

Instead you manage to get him out of the Playhouse (while curbstomping a few little critters who tried crawling into his body along the way) and found a safe spot to rest.

Despite his insistence that you should leave him, you point out that he mentioned you saving him earlier.

"When you said "us", I thought that included you, too."

"I-I meant the others. The ones who can still walk..and still have a fighting chance. Look at me, kid. All I'm gonna do is weigh you down."

"....I mean, you are kinda heavy. But I've lifted worse with this grabpack. I got you."

He's confused by how oddly calm you are about everything.

If you were able to get down this far in the facility, you would've had to cross paths with Huggy, Mommy, Catnap, and Miss Delight at some point.

By all accounts, you definitely should've been traumatized at least from seeing all the bloody toys laying around.

Yet you're cool as a cucumber as you try your best to fix him (with assistance from Kissy, Ollie, and Poppy, of course, who are stunned you came out of the Playhouse alive)

Dogday remembers how scared the children were during the Hour of Joy, comforting them as he helped them flee the terror...so to be comforted by a kid now felt strange.

Yet your calm demeanor helps ground him whenever he starts to have a panic attack over Catnap finding him or if he feels like a critter or two is already inside of him, trying to take hold and eat whatever organs he had remaining (but it's just a sensation he feels from time to time).

You snap him out of it by asking rather silly questions.

"What if I stuck a flare in your mouth? Would that deter them?"

"...what? Um...I-I suppose that could work, but hopefully it's not a theory we have to test anytime soon.."

Even if Poppy decided to show you the Hour of Joy tape (which he had to look away from and tried persuading you to do the same), your only reaction is a slight grimace and a simple "damn wtf....you guys think any of those workers were running late or didn't go in that day?"

Dogday is shocked you'd joke at a time like this...but she knows you better and tells him you're just like That(tm).

You do care about them. You do wanna destroy the Prototype and save whoever you can along the way--including him.

It just may take some time for him to get used to your personality.

[wulfhalls]

other anon is right djats show>>>>>>>>> the book. like riley and sam. that's it. period. cause the entire book is just billy lying and downplaying his relationship with daisy so you spend 90% of it thinking he's full of shit and having to read inbetween the lines of what really went down with him and daisy since most of their relationship is allegedly them barely speaking or interacting except on stage. camila also deified to an annoyingly unrealistic degree so thank god we have the show to be like "nah this is what actually happened. daisybilly kissing. daisybilly falling in love. daisybilly sneaking out for lunch dates. daisybilly crossword puzzle love confessions. daisybilly backstage hookups" as far am i'm concerned the show is what really happened and the book was just the story the band wanted to tell 😂

I feel like one of the big issues with book stans / Camila Stans is they read the book and thought that Billy choosing Camila meant that he loved her more when that was never the case. Billy chose stability because of his past. So when you see that on the show it looks like Camila got the raw end of the deal when that’s always what Camila represented they just finally understand that him picking Camila doesn’t mean he loves her more. I mean they spelt it out in the book.“Passion is...it's fire. And fire is great, man. But we're made of water. Water is how we keep living. Water is what we need to survive. My family was my water. I picked water.” I do think Billy convinced himself over time that he did choose to love Camila more but the fact remains that Camila was a choice. That’s what you get from him in the books and in the last episode with Julia but Daisy was never a choice. Daisy was someone he couldn’t help but be drawn to and feel something so deeply for that he risk ruining his hard fought stability for “How could I be around Daisy Jones and not be mesmerized by her? Not fall in love with her. I couldn't. I just couldn't.”

its absolutely wild how book purists are sooo mad about the daisy and camilla hotel scene being taken out of the book/reworked into a different type of conversation, but when I finally decided to go look it up for myself it didn't give me woman supporting woman feminist vibes like people claim. like its not woman destroying woman either it just feels neutral. cami really tells daisy "he will never leave me" and daisy only gets clean because camila is the one to tell her that she should. IDK MAN i think its more powerful in the show where its daisy being self aware enough to tell cami "he will always choose you!" and for daisy to be the one to realize she needs to get clean because this life is really bad for her. not because, 'camila dunne thinks I'm worth saving' LIKE HELLO?? the book seems like it makes cami out to be this perfect angel woman. WHERE'S HER FEMININE RAGE!! HER MAN IS DEEP IN LOVE WITH SOME OTHER WOMAN AND CANT EVEN ADMIT!! i think she deserved to be mad as hell instead of whatever saintlike behavior she exhibits in the book. sorry I just needed someone to listen to my rant about the scene that so many people keep calling Emotional and Powerful when really cami deserved to be mad as hell and daisy deserved to be an active participant in her own life.

It's kinda crazy to me that Camila is the one in the book that basically tells Daisy to leave and quit the band to go to rehab. They don't even interact that much prior to this, and I always hated that part in the book. On 1 hand we know daisy is leaving a toxic situation, but we don't get the feeling that she'll be OK. If anything we feel that she's alone, and because( and this is how it felt to me ) that the band chose Cami over her. Cami is described like this virgin mary can do no wrong character, and her alienating daisy from the band just felt nasty( especially considering the band never had Camis back ). I love that in the show they gave Daisy that power, along with the fact that both Teddy and Simone are still clearly there for her and supportive of her choice( also showing Warren there for her too later on ) Like I don't understand why people wanted them to be friends so bad 😫 it's weird for the wife and the mistress to be friends, especially given how Daisily were in the show...

The ending didn’t work in the books either imo. In the books Camila tells Daisy I know he loves you but he’s never going to leave me. Like girllll you know your man is in love with another woman snd you just okay with that? She was entirely too accepting at least in the show she’s wasn’t okay with and was rightfully hurt & angry but then again Camila as a character was kinda bleh. Every time Billy talked about her I just rolled my eyes because he was overcompensating so hard.

I think the funniest antis are the ones that are clearly Camila Stans that claim DaisyBilly were “ruined” by the show bc they made out. That them having more physicality in their relationship some how changed the nuance. Like you can have a twin flame relationship and also be very attracted to each other. One does not take away from the other. And it’s frankly unbelievable that anyone believes that Daisy & Billy had a connection like they had and NEVER gave in not for one single second. Like please

When I tell you the show ending is so much better. And it’s not even the ending exactly it’s how they get to that ending that’s soooo much better. In the books they handed all of Billy & Daisy’s agency to Camila. In the show it felt like they all had agency and it was sooo much better.

all of u having the most book thoughts compilation

[beesmygod]

look: the only arguments in favor of webtoons ive ever heard hinge greatly on the idea that the vastness of the audience on webtoons is crucial to one’s success in the “webcomic business” nowadays. people need money to live. to make money quickly in the entertainment business (and i would like to stress that this is the first time the artist makes a choice: when they decide to pursue art as a career. deciding to do this is not a choice that should be made lightly. additionally, i do not believe that people are being forced to turn to webcomics in order to make a living lol. can you even imagine), they turn toward the algorithmically curated and inflated numbers offered by webtoons.

i’ll start this off with my bone fides so i have to clarify any of this in follow up posts: i started workshopping my webcomic on tumblr in 2012 with doodles and by answering asks people would send me. i would also just post lore dumps for funsies. they are so barely related to the comic now, but they created interest and people asked me cool questions that made me think about the world i was creating. i started the comic in 2013. holy shit i really am coming up on a decade of webcomics. hold on i have to stand up and walk around for a second. picture to break up all these words so your eyes dont slide off the page:

i made enough money on patreon (as a very early adopter) to live in beaverton, oregon (with first 3, then 1 other roommate[s]) living the most spartan lifestyle a person could manage in order to avoid having to go back to my hometown. now i live in confusing moderate comfort in a house my bf and i bought in a burst of sheer market based luck right before everything exploded. we used all of my savings i earned working from age 15-30 as a down payment.

i still try to take care of myself entirely and contribute a proportional amt of my income to the bills. i use government aid and use(d) it get a lot of medical help that i would not have been able to afford otherwise (medicare for all btw its unconscionable that this isnt the norm). i sincerely enjoyed my poverty and i felt like i understood how to live under those parameters with ease and comfort. i was poor but i was free. i do not like that i have to disclose this in order for people not to immediately dismiss me as coming from a place of monetary privilege. this shit is none of your business. im not interested being assigned a perception to my work and character that does not come from my words and deeds. i do not want “poverty artist” to be the signifier attached to me, forever, that people can scrutinize and obsess over whether or not i deserve the adjective i dislike.

but for things i do like: i like my audience very much, and i hope that they understand that they are under no obligation to care for me, keep me alive, finance me, etc. that is entirely my responsibility. but it is through their continued donations and support that i am able to draw my comic full time in a lifestyle i found comfortable, something that i sincerely imagined would not be possible while i was still working and in college. my audience of ~1.5k (i think, google analytics is kinda whack. lotta bots. this is with all that shit i could find filtered out) has been built up gradually over the past near decade and is comprised of funny, lighthearted freaks of nature who make me laugh very frequently. i just cant let them know that or they will become too powerful and use jokes to destroy me. i dont think i have a single bad thing to say about AGS readers. you guys are a hoot lol.

i do not have a discord dedicated to my work because i find the idea pretty unappealing and have had moderator experience in the past on other websites that i did not enjoy. i did not have comments on my comic until this year. previously the only way to contact me was via twitter, tumblr ask or email. i advertise my comic twice on update days, once in the morning and once at night, so i dont flood dashboards. i do not sign up for zines or jobs. i do not promote my work otherwise. well, there’s a link in my sa avatar, but let’s be real. no one’s clicking that.

WITH ALL THAT SAID:

i cannot empathize with the people who pursue the webtoons line of monetization and i find parts of (what must be) their reasoning morally abhorrent. im not even going to get into the predatory and laughable “pay per page” concept, an idea so blatantly evil that if it were pitched in any other medium it would get you laughed out of the room at best. im not going to talk about the ridiculous audacity of a comic host demanding you produce a minimum number of panels “per page” (im old lol bear with me) in order to be granted the golden laurels of “publication” (another choice the artist makes is the choice to pursue becoming a “webtoons original” as a financial goal. i think this is wildly unreasonable for every reason. but whatever. you might as well bet on winning the lottery). im going to talk about the bizarre mentality i cannot wrap my head around when it comes to what people are expecting when they sign up for a website that openly flaunts how disinterested it is in anything other wringing its user base financially dry.

if webtoons is not interested in anything other than financial gain and their purpose is to make more money every quarter at any cost, then why would that mentality not directly impact and poison the relationship between you and your audience, as well as your relationship with your art?

but lets put even THAT aside. god there’s so much i could hammer on. i will just focus on audience right now.

1. the quantity of an audience is not proportional to the quality of the audience. i dont think anyone is going to debate with me that the webtoons audience is good lol. this is because the webtoons userbase is comprised almost entirely of random teenagers and adults under 25. this age range is permitted to act like insane hooligans (to an extent) because that’s what the vast majority of us were like in some capacity or another at that age. i frequently hear complaints from creators about how their webtoons audience are frequently ungrateful, irrational, and impatient to them. this is the obvious outcome when two parties, especially parties that are doing business with each other, are shoved together due to algorithmic decisions and not by their own volition. both parties have been robbed of the opportunity of building up a relationship of trust and respect between the artist and the audience. however, building up this relationship takes time. and people want to be be making money as artists right now. presumably.

2. the primary purpose of an audience is not to obtain money from them. at least, dear god, i really hope this is not the idea driving people’s desire to do webcomics as a career. the creators entering the field with this mindset are DOA, straight up. even if you were capable of hiding your odious motivations, whose money are you willing to pursue? would you change your comic if it meant making more money from the audience? do the highest bidders influence the artistic choices being made? is that the relationship you want with your audience? in that case, why not just take furry porn commissions, a field which makes fucking stacks upon stacks of cash? why bother with webcomics and all this extra work?

3. why would an audience of teens and young adults have money to spare? lol for real tho. teens dont often have unfettered access to cash. college age adults are famously deeply in debt to the nightmare state we live in. to jump into this audience with your hands held open is going to result in disappointment when they’ve already prioritized giving what little they have to artists they already know. i dont know what people are expecting with this one. it’s like panning for gold in a swimming pool.

this doesnt even touch on the uglier stuff. but the choice to go all in with webtoon is foolish, selfish, motivated by greed and childish false promises of fame. i do not have any respect for the artists that line up in the hopes that they can simply “jump the line” and skip one of the most, if not the single most, important aspects of a career in art, as though it’s a tutorial mission they are simply too advanced and skilled to sit through. i am not going to feel bad for or comfort the people who saw a company strangling and smothering everything it touches, a company that is subjecting its customers into increasingly more incremental means of payment, a company that has objectively unreasonable demands for the art they host compared to what they pay out, AND WILLINGLY SIGNED ON TO SECURE THEIR OWN BAG.

so that they didnt have to build an audience! the fuck!

my assessment is that to use webtoons is to have a vast amount of disrespect for your audience.

[aita-blorbos]

AITA for wanting to keep my best friend safe?

Okay so this is a long story, so I'll summarize the beginning of it. Basically me (M, 10) and my best friend F (F, 5) were in a dangerous place so we had to run away to somewhere where neither of us would be in danger. That place didn't end up working out, so we ended up moving to an asylum instead. Only problem is, F didn't actually have anything "wrong" with her, so I had her do something to look insane so they'd be convinced. That ended up working, so we've been able to stay there for quite some time now. Eventually, the object I was tied to (oh yeah, I'm a ghost by the way, forgot to mention that) found its way back to us, so now everything was perfect.

Or at least, I THOUGHT it was, but something was kind of off. Every time F would show someone the object I was tied to (it was a handheld game system, if that matters), they would be able to see me. My real form is pretty terrifying to say the least, so they'd get freaked out and something bad would happen to them because of it. It didn't really matter to me, though, because F was all I needed, but she seemed kinda down about that whole thing despite still having me.

Anyway, things are kind of up and down until N (F, 23) shows up. N doesn't even work here, she's just some reporter getting all up in our business. She gets assigned by one of the higher-ups to look after F, and in exchange, she gets to interview her about stuff. Sounds harmless, right? Well, they end up getting along really well, almost too much so. Maybe to the point where she almost feels like a mother to her. The worst part is, she REFUSES to be shown the game system, so she's convinced for a full 4 days that I'm just some imaginary friend of hers. F seems really happy ever since she came around, though, so I can't bring myself to tell her how I really feel about N.

I spend that time trying my hardest to convince N I exist, but she's just so fucking DENSE. She won't believe in me, no matter how many signs I give her. So I decided to MAKE her believe in me.

That night, one of the kids dies in his sleep, so the next morning I make a little show of destroying his corpse in front of N. I know that sounds bad, but I literally had no other choice, and TECHNICALLY I never killed anyone. I just made N think I did for an important reason that will come later. Anyway, it works, and she with everyone else runs away, leaving me and F in our new home together. The problem is, the very next day, N COMES BACK and practically DRAGS F out of the building. I try to stop her, but I can’t. She smashes my game system against the side of the building and drives off with her. (Somehow I'm still here, and that might be because my friendship with F became stronger than my ties with the game.)

I manage to hang onto the car long enough to follow the two of them back to her place. At this point, I've had enough of people like N getting into our business thinking they can "save" F from her situation. That's what she has me for. We don't need anyone else. So I make N write it all down: her experiences there, and with me. This is why I had her think I killed people, so she'd warn everyone about the "monster" I am, and they'd know to stay away from me and F.

It's really bittersweet, because on one hand, the time I spent with F was the best time I'd ever spent. With the little I know about myself when I was alive, I know I never felt this fulfilled until I met her. We had so much fun together. But as the time passed, F became so sad. When N showed up, it was like she WANTED her to drag her away from that place. With all the stuff I did for the sake of keeping her out of harm's way, I can't help but feel like an asshole. Was what I did in the end worth it, or am I too far gone?

[poochiray]

A Drarry reader reads Manacled

Ok, I’m sure there’s been plenty of reviews of this story. But I kind of want to do something maybe a little different. I’m not a Dramione shipper. I only ever read Dramione if a third person is involved—preferably Harry. I love poly stories and the dynamics that arise when three people come together. When I choose stories to read, I also prefer queer characters and queer storylines because that is what I enjoy and can relate to. And mostly my stories are male centric, simply because when I read I want to escape common tropes such as sexism or weaker female characters being saved by a hero. I’ve been fed that story all my life, growing up on Disney or whatnot. I want to read stories where the guy is allowed to be weak and vulnerable, and is allowed to express feelings. I want to read stories where he is the maiden in distress.

So, with all that being said and my personal preference, I still decided to pick up this story. Why? People would not shut up about it.

All right. So let’s try this out. Right away I saw the noncon tag and was like hmmm, kay. I was skeptical because if this story romanticized rape I was going to nope right out of it. It’s fine if it’s like a consensual noncon  roleplaying scene between a dom/sub kinda thing. It’s fine if it’s presented as legitimate trauma a character endures and the steps they take to overcome such an ordeal. I can read dark materials if that is the way it’s shown…so I was willing to give it a chance and see.

And I’ve read 10 chapters in one night. I could read more, but I felt the need to write my thoughts. Please note, I do not know anything about this story. I don’t know how it ends. Ahead will be spoilers and a discussion of the beginning of the story. It’s all my speculation at this point. So, here we go.

I dunno if it’s the years and years of Drarry I’ve read. I’d consider myself a veteran Drarry shipper at this point. I started reading and writing Drarry when I was 13 and I’m 34 now. So yeah, twenty years of stories. So maybe because of this, I’m going to say it: Draco Malfoy isn’t evil.

Let’s recap what’s happened in the first ten chapters with Draco. He apparently killed Dumbledore, though witness accounts are blurry at best. Everyone’s vision’s were obscured at the time it happened. This leads me to believe maybe he didn’t actually do it. Maybe he hesitated, similar to how he did in canon. Why would he do this? Or why would they use the smoke to conceal it?

I think it was all in Dumbledore’s plan to position Draco as Voldemort’s right hand man. Killing Dumbeldore immediately put him in a high regard towards Voldemort, and he’d have no reason to question Draco’s loyalty at that point. Dumbledore’s cursed hand was also mentioned, which also leads me to believe the horcruxes are still present in this story. Does Draco know about the horcruxes? Is Draco the spy in this story instead of Snape? I think he is.

If he’s the spy, then that leads me to my other point. I think there’s a history between him and Hermione. I think together they were trying to come up with a plan to destroy the Death Eaters and Voldemort from the inside. Yet somehow their plan went awry and they lost. Hermione was captured. I think this knowledge that she has of Draco being the spy is the one thing she’s had repressed in her memories. Inside these memories are the plan they came up with together to defeat Voldemort once and for all.

The memories though—it’s all said that she had them locked away by trauma. And perhaps that’s true. But I want to think maybe also, Draco put a memory block on her to protect themselves. Maybe this was his last act he did before Hermione got shut away for all those months. I’m not entirely sure of this theory just yet, but maybe it’s possible.

The food while she’s in confinement—it’s got Draco’s name written all over it. Umbridge left her there fully expecting to discover her months later as a corpse. Draco kept her alive. Draco fed her.

Draco’s marriage to Astoria could have been out of family obligations. I don’t have much else to say about it. Does Astoria know Draco has carried a torch for Hermione all this time? Possibly. It would certainly explain more of the bitterness. Yeah sure, maybe it’s also just cause she’s going to carry Draco’s child and she can’t…but I feel like there’s more there…

The killings—it mentions Draco as the Reeve and how quick and emotionless he is murdering people one right after the other. Unpopular opinion, but I feel like he’s so quick with it because it’s out of mercy for these people. Draco knows that any woman caught by the Death Eaters will potentially be brought up in the repopulation program, or tortured to death. The men will die painfully and slowly if not for him. Him using the killing curse as swiftly as he does is an act of mercy he inflicts on them, knowing that they truly have no means of escape and this is their best outcome to avoid the suffering. 

The one thing that sealed the deal for me and made me realize Draco wasn’t evil was his physical reaction to Hermione having a panic attack outside. His fingers are clenched around the newspaper and he’s livid. The way this writer describes this scene is brilliant though, because Hermione thinks this anger is directed at her. I think it’s anger directed at Umbridge though. And in this moment he’s seeing the full extent of how messed up Hermione has become due to the confinement. Instead of forcing her to keep going or take a walk, he tells her to sit down and calm down.

It’s also later in the story he’s angry once more, when he’s ordered to walk with Hermione outside. He poses it as having another chore (“walking his dog”) but I think in reality, he’s angry because he knows this is hard for Hermione. He doesn’t want to stress her anymore than she already has.

Yeah, but he raped her. Ok…and on that…my thoughts.

The rape in this story is not romantic. But it’s not much of anything else either. It’s violating, yes. But there is a clinical feeling to it. Draco barely touches her—almost as if the idea of this disgusts him equally as well. Which, yes, it probably does. But not for the reason they want you to think.

I don’t think he’s disgusted it’s her—a mudblood. I think he’s disgusted that he has been ordered to rape her. He’s disgusted by the system he’s a part of and the role he has to play to keep his role as spy a secret. He’s disgusted that he has to inflict this harm on the woman he cares about. It’s the same way he kills people—he does it quickly, with no emotion, to inflict the least amount of damage as possible.

All right, but he literally mind fucks her later. Yes, another violation. Something he’s also been ordered to do. And it’s convenient, yes? He will know the moment she cracks and his cover could potentially be blown. He’s not ready for that to happen just yet. So he plays it off like the asshole she thinks he is, but it doesn’t all add up. There are bits of Draco’s humanity that shine through but it’s subtle enough for readers and Hermione to not really notice it.

Ok…my only other theory, which I’m kinda going on a hunch here…I think Draco’s feeding her birth control. He controls what she eats and drinks and it’d be so easy to slip something in her food. Yes, she’s only had one month of trying to conceive. It is very possible she could get pregnant later. A lot of women don’t get pregnant in the first month, but a lot do from the first moment of unprotected sex. I’m relieved she’s not pregnant yet. But I think there’s a reason for this, and I think Draco’s got his name all over that too…

But that’s just a hunch. I’ll see. I’ll probably do another review for the next ten chapters, see how wrong I was lol. If you comment, please keep it spoiler free for me. These were just my observations while reading. Thanks (:

[creepypastalover97]

Time for another creepypasta au headcannon.

Today’s headcannon is x-virus.

And to let you know I will be writing him as a proxy

Enjoy

. On top of missions and work he has. How he does it? No one knows . He’s serious when it comes to his job as a proxy, not as much as Masky or hoodie. But he would come in third place in that department.

. He’s very hesitant to work with a team. even more so resistant as it seemed that the others had an already established bond so he felt like an outsider. kinda shiver aside his feelings about it, giving off his normal cold exterior. takes a long time but he eventually starts to trust and rely on them

. Are we allowed to talk about the fact that he found his brother and they immediately knew who each other was or is that just not to be spoken of?? Is that an off limit conversation?? They have brother’s intuition ig. I think Slender was like

“yo your brother is gonna be visiting the woods today look out”- slenderman to toby

and this motherfucker went SPRINTING in.

. his style of killing isn’t really about blood list or torture it’s get in, get the job done, and leave. but like all scientists sometimes he has a new toy he wants to try out. saves his last kill to try out his viruses as there is sometimes a short amount of time in which someone injected can escape. sometimes it’s not about trying something new; he just wants to be a dramatic bitch about things.

. Sometimes he kills with normal objects too , but he doesn’t like to. He likes to see how the body reacts to certain chemicals. He once accidentally tortured one of his victims by making them drink bleach. He just wanted to see if anything would happen. Turns out it’s not good for the human body. :) He also made someone eat nothing but soap and deodorant for 3 months.

. He would totally become one of those resident evil mad scientist type. He would create mutants and alien-like beings to destroy the world. He’s always been the type to try to find new solutions to problems, so he would originally start the virus by just trying to be good. Lmao how that blew up so bad is beyond his concern.

. likes doing the most random-ass experiments on people, even if he knows the outcome already

. Cody will experiment on himself with new viruses he’s made. He found that just watching people flop around for a few can get boring, so he decided to try a few of his viruses on himself which have resulted in a number of things:

- discoloring of the lips

- skin becoming paler than average ( almost white with a green undertone)

- nails have grown to become almost claw-like

- nails are permanently black

- his sclera ( the white part of your eyes) has become black while his irises now glow.

- animal-like habits; such as crawling on all fours, catching prey and eating it ( rabbits, boar, squirrels, etc.)

- vascular and discoloring of the veins (green)

. he's very good at reading people

. adhd central

. Very sarcastic, like he is the epitome of sarcasm. Can not get a proper response out of hair, at all

. has a lot of scars and scratches because he’s very clumsy

. band/theatre kid energy

. likes watching the bill n ted movies for some reason, along with that, he likes unrealistic movies a lot

. plays fortnite (he just likes the characters)

. get's rlly excited about things quickly

. Cody is not allowed on missions alone with Masky anymore after he almost got masky killed on accident. I think it was an accident?? He basically played with a kids science kit as Masky got his ass beat by some middle aged ex marine

.has a slight lisp, hates when people talk about it

. has heterochromia :)

. He and Toby commit arson together

. He’s punched Jeff a few times, can’t stand ass-holes or bullies

. While his brother Toby is great with Sally, Cody’s way more awkward with her until one day she comes to him crying because Mr D’s ripped, He sews him up for her (He can stitch, Jane taught him)

. X-virus is one of the only proxies who have not developed a ability for some unknown reason. Some theorize it’s because of all the viruses he experimented with on himself that it stunted him from developing one.

. He loves cats, they’re so affectionate!

. Halloween is his favourite holiday. Circe, Toby, and him trick or treat every time and egg houses

. Hangs out with EJ, they both talk about science and new ways to test the human body

. Very Introverted

. He likes to daydream about a dating someone alot, He wants someone to love him in his life

. Tbh he likes to flirt with random people out and about just by telling them weird body facts. He once hit on a girl saying that blood is a great egg substitute. He likes to keep people on their toes.

. This man has a jawline that could cut paper. Attractive looking motherfucker. God’s creation. (Its from all the years of fighting off Apollo, he’ll tell you. In all honesty it’s just his recessive gene speaking through.)

. Great at gambling because hes good at deducing things

. Tbh he’s a god at debates. Since he likes to learn new things all the time, he’s actually very well versed in politics and social deconstruction. He likes to learn about the evils of the government and find ways to make people dislike it.

. Cody really likes to deep dive into anything he finds an interest in

If any of the pastas he is friends with or you like something, he is down to find everything there is to know about it . Like he has it all absorbed and watched and read about in a few days.

. Cody also tends to zone out, so finding something that interests him is a way to keep grounded and focused

. He collects little knickknacks from things he likes. He has little figurines, pins, stickers, etc

. He has his lab and does a whole bunch of cool shit. Cody wears a lab coat when he’s in his lab, but when he’s going out on a mission, then he wears his hoodie.

. Cody likes crab apples and oranges, but spaghetti is his main comfort food

. Cody has an interest in pop culture

. When he was younger, his favorite superhero was (and still is) Captain America. He wanted his “father” figure to make the super soldier serum so he could be like his favorite hero

. If some pastas were talking about drama and he hears it, he can recall it for a very long time. So if someone has secrets, they better be careful. This boi is quiet, observant, and has an amazing memory

. Thinks chipmunks are cute. Doesn’t like squirrels tho. Has some kind of hatred for them that no one understands. Probably why they are the one animal he kills the most when he goes hunting for prey.

. Will actually smack people with common sense and logic and be blunt as f u c k about it

. He likes to go on random adventures in the woods when he’s stressed or can’t focused.

. He’s the mansion’s go-to guy for any measurement liquid-to-powder ratio. He has done enough tests to tell you why you’re cooking is off or why you’re oobleck is too watery.

. Tbh besides being really good at chemistry and physics, he’s also really skilled at engineering. I believe he could have been an engineer in his past life.

. listens to a lot of rap, hip hop, and classic rock

. Due to how goddamn similar toby and him look, AND the fact that Cody doesn’t remember his real last name ultimately resulted in him stealing/burrowing Toby’s surname. He also just likes the way it sounds :) And honestly, it’s uncanny how much they look alike—they legitimately could be brothers

Bonus: they are unaware of this at the moment, but they are actually are brothers. I’ll elaborate this another time.

. Cody’s taller than Toby, with tanner skin and a slightly broader build, especially at the shoulders. But they have very similar facial features, with similar beauty spots scattered all over. Cody’s hair is darker and less thick/curly than Toby’s tho, and he often shaves his sides or gives himself an undercut/mullet to distinguish himself from his non-blood brother

. when he originally joined the mansion, he felt too... clean compared to the others, so he gave himself a bunch of piercings to make up for it. He’s got 2 eyebrow piercings on the left side of his face, a bridge piercing, snake bites & a tongue piercing. Not to mention all his ear piercings and a few more,,, private ones in a certain spot 😉

. If he wasn’t so pent up as a kid he would definitely be the kind of boy that you see in TikTok. Curly hair, slight tan, pretty eyes.

. He has Aspergers, so he’s not all that good at social cues, certain sudden noises can trigger certain outbursts, and when he focuses he focuses.

. 8/10 good singing voice, sometimes he goes to high or too low but it’s still good

. He radiates pure chaos, I don’t know his real birthday but he’s either a Leo or an Aquarius with this amount of crazy

. Knows all the dances to famous TikTok songs just to annoy people when they play

. He the kind of guy to blast a “Main character” playlist while driving in the middle of the night.

. He’s bad at social cues and gets very anxious or quiet if someone were to bring up that he’s being annoying. Sometimes this doesn’t affect him and makes him more chaotic

. Jokes about the 6ft rule

. He’s a master at savage comebacks

“ yeah, I don’t think I’m ever having kids. Because I’m broke, and if I’m broke than my kid will be broke. And honestly I don’t want to put the kid trough that”- x-virus

“ wow Cody being broke must run in your family”- Jeff

“Does being ugly run in yours?”- x-virus

“ A course not”- jeff

“ oh, so it just ran into you”- x-virus

“BURNNN!”- Circe

. He doesn’t get along well with a lot of the other pastas. He’s a very reserved, distrustful guy who sees himself as superior to most people due to his intelligence and doesn’t want to waste his time hanging out with what he calls “uneducated plebians”. He only really spends time with Toby and the more scientifically minded horrors like Eyeless Jack and Dr. Smiley.

. Speaking of Dr. Smiley, Cody works as his lab assistant. He’ll never admit it but he looks up to Dr. Smiley as a father figure. He sees him as a replacement for his adoptive father who he misses dearly and regrets murdering.

. X-Virus is the kind of guy who’d march up to a little kid, tell them Santa Claus isn’t real and insult them for crying.

. His second passion in life (after virology/science in general of course) is baseball. His dad introduced him to baseball after he had a bad day at school. He’s been a fan of the sport ever since.

. He is CONSTANTLY correcting people over the slightest mistakes and it annoys the other pastas to no end.

. Cody is very confused by the existence of supernatural stuff like ghosts, monsters and the Under Realm itself. He’s obviously aware that the supernatural exists since he’s visited the Under Realm and all but he doesn’t get how it fits in with his precious science. He tells himself that magic, monsters and such are just things scientists don’t understand yet.

. he was given his own shack slightly farther away from the others, where he conducts all his experiments. He spends a lot of time there, so he comes & goes, so he’s not as permanent as some of the others, but he’s pretty happy he finally found a place where he belongs uwu.

Overall x-virus is no doubt an andorable mad scientist.

P.s. none of this is canon, so don’t take seriously if you don’t want to. If you don’t like, take it somewhere else. Thank you.

Bye 👋🏻

P.s.s. Go check out Circe’s origin story on archive of our own. It’s called rabbits are not what they seen.

[pluto-glow]

I’m lowkey having brainrot over my rvb freelancer oc

They’re Agent Oregon, they go by Ore for short. They were a part of team A during that mission when they got the coffin. When they destroyed the building they forgot to check and make sure everyone was out of it, and the building kinda fell on Ore. Someone realized and grabbed Ore before they went back to the MOI but they were- really badly injured. The doctors were able to save them, but most of their body was replaced with cybernetics. They were, not the happiest because the Director also partially used them to test out some cybernetics and they felt like a bit of a test subject, and because they got a replacement voice box and Maine didn’t. Their voice sounds kinda auto tuned at all times, but it works enough that they can talk. They were friends with Wash because “oh hey Pacific Northwest buddies” “Pacific what??” “it’s the area Oregon and Washington are in” “OH Pacific Northwest buddies”

They had a lot of trouble controlling some parts of their cybernetics without help from a control pad some of the doctors and the Counselor and the Director had access to at first, so they eventually got Ore an ai or two to help control their cybernetics like how the ai help control the other freelancer’s equipment, but I haven’t decided yet how that part is gonna work and if they’re gonna have an oc ai or like- Filss or what yet

[batmads-ao3]

Across The Universe

Detroit: Yuri’s done the math. He done the research and the consideration and the planning. This will be his last year of competitive figure skating, and this time next year, he’ll be moving on to grad school. No matter what, though, Yuri hopes to hold onto Victor in any way that he can. Even if he has to compromise and change his own dreams to do it.

St. Petersburg: Victor is tired of compromising. Tired of having dreams deferred, of stealing moments in the off season and after competitions to spend time with Yuri. The way he sees it, there are only two options: keep Yuri in competitive skating, or find a way to stay by Yuri’s side after this year is through. Because if there’s anything that Victor knows for certain, it’s that he’s never letting anything come between him and his soulmate ever again.

But how far are Yuri and Victor willing to go to protect the other’s dreams? And with a whole universe separating them, will a soulmate bond really be enough to hold them together when it matters most?

**Part Three of the Defy the Stars Trilogy**

Soulmates!AU • College! AU(kinda) • Happy Ending

Read Chapter Twenty-Seven here!

In whic Victor rings in the New Year, and both he and Yuri and forced to consider their seperate futures.

Posting every Friday (ish), chapter preview below the cut

Victor was in a holding pattern. That’s what it felt like. He kept waiting for life to happen to him. It was almost like he was at a net zero to the person he’d been before he met Yuri, but that didn’t feel quite accurate either. What Yakov had stressed to him the other night was true: he was better for having loved Yuri. He was changed. And even if he didn’t have Yuri in his life anymore, the impression his soulmate on him still lingered. But it wasn’t like he was ready to go out on the town the Zarya and let her introduce him to the first pretty face she saw. 

At least he no longer felt shitty about life. That was a plus. 

Right? 

But the problem was he didn’t know what he was supposed to do with himself. He couldn’t stay like this forever. He wasn’t a machine. He was a person, with a life he wanted to live and enjoy. And he just hadn’t figured out how to do that yet. Or who he wanted to do it with.

“You’re dead to me. Officially.”

Victor glanced up to see Yurio standing over him. Ostensibly, they were at Zarya’s New Year’s Eve party. Mostly, Victor was just sitting on the zebra-striped armchair in the corner of her living room, sipping on his drink, smiling when people looked his way, and desperately trying to avoid having to make any small talk.

“I’m sorry?” Victor asked. 

“You’re a pathetic waste of space and you need to retire since you’ve decided to give up on skating entirely.”

“And here I was, under the impression you’d be a least a little bit sad if I left,” Victor said. “I mean, I know you’re only in this for the other Yuri, but your words do sting.”

“I’m in this for gold medals, not to compete against any particular skater,” Yurio scoffed. “Competitors come and go, but winning streaks last forever.”

“Do they?” Victor asked. “You seem dead-set on destroying mine.”

“History will remember,” Yurio snapped. 

“So…what? You want me to leave so you can get on making your mark sooner rather than later?”

Yuri snorted. “Please,” he said. “I’ll beat you next year easy, especially with how weak you’ve been lately. I’m just saying you should get out now to save yourself the humiliation. There’s no room in the field for old has-been farts who are only sticking around because they don’t know what else to with themselves.”

Well, that stung. 

Victor sighed. 

“Alright then, Yurio, if I can’t keep skating, what is it you want me to do?”

“Are you asking me if I solved your little problem?”

“What problem?” 

“The Yuri problem. The one you asked me to solve. Don’t tell me you forgot? Unless he really isn’t that important to you.”

Continue on Ao3

[daffythefox]

no bc we’re doing smthn about the legal system in my abpsych class and about insanity pleas and all that and putting aside my opinions on the matter it keeps reminding me of the time i poured my heart into my dnd character with NPD and I put so much time and effort into his backstory and I put a lot of effort into roleplaying him and he got corrupted and manipulated by this super powerful evil entity and i made a dungeon they went through that was like a manifestation of his psyche and they learned what happened to him and how what happened to him effected him and made him the sad man he is today and essentially was like “he just fucking wants a healthy relationship where he doesn’t have to constantly put on this performance of being “better” to have value and be respected” and then they got to the final boss room and they just kinda brute forced through it all and then put him on trial for killing his abuser in a fit of rage while almost completely corrupted by the evil entity and they didn’t have any redirects so the prosecutor (one of the other people in the party who did a bunch of research and shit out of game before this event we didn’t know for sure was gonna happen took place) went first and fucking grilled me. and then my defense (my boyfriend who was unaware this was going to happen until the very moment they said we were going to have a trial) tried to refute all his shit but every time he asked up a witness after he laid groundwork the prosecutor just knocked it all down because the defense didn’t get a moment to be like “actually that’s not true/taken out of context” and then afterwards the other people were the jury and they were like “yeah you killed him involuntary manslaughter” and they were like “see it’s not so bad all you’ve gotta do is like some community service” and then afterward one of the people got ahold of the evil entity (that apparently wasnt powerful/evil enough to corrupt me enough to make me kill this guy) and it ended up destroying half the city and killing my character (while I was home because I was throwing up) and afterwards he was resurrected and the charges were dropped and then nobody talked about anything else that happened in that dungeon in character. Ever. And the whole time we were going through the dungeon this same guy who was the prosecutor was like “oh my gosh I wish I could’ve had a father figure like that” while they were watching this guy get fucking gaslit to hell and refused dinner if he didnt do anything he wanted and the whole nine. and then afterwards he was like “yeah we probably should’ve killed you once you first were being corrupted by the evil entity in the first place. save you the suffering of being taken over by it” BITCH ALL YOU HAD TO DO WAS STOP MAKING FUN OF HIM AND THERE WAS LIKE A 90% CHANCE HE WOULDA REALIZED THIS THING WAS EVIL. OH and the WHOLE time they were making jabs at him for no reason than him reacting to them poorly because HE HAS NPD and it got so bad the dm had to say something about it. OHHH and while he was being corrupted 3 of the other players made a code word out of game so if they thought my character was getting bad enough corrupted by this evil thing & that he was in a vulnerable position that they could decide to kill my character! And then they got angry at me for finding that offensive. Like if I was a neurotypical person this probably would’ve gotten on my nerves but it felt like everyone was conspiring against me and my character just because I made someone with NPD. I mean, he was supposed to be one of those cocky “I am confused when we are not about me?” types and he was like “obviously I am the smartest one here so I think *I* should be the one to solve the riddle” but if you like befriended him at all (like held out even the smallest olive branch. like an olive twig) then he would be like, apologetic for if he was rude bc he’d care abt you and he wouldnt want to make you sad if you were his friend and such. It made me so goddamn frustrated and angry. and after the trial and the town being destroyed he was just kinda shelved the rest of the campaign. and nobody apologized to me for anything

[jinglyhigh-heels]

Okay finally time to use this account for its intended purpose. Which was…basically anything other than what I’ve been using it for so far lmao. Anyway.

Teenage mutant ninja turtles, the 2014 and 2016 movies.

2014 movie was, in my opinion, alright. I haven’t seen the shows yet, so I can’t speak to canonical accuracy, but I like the way the teens are portrayed. Really made me wanna watch the shows. But I decided to watch the sequel first because, you know, sequel.

And Imma be honest with you, I’m 50 minutes in, and I can’t get through anymore. The first movie, the only real issues I had were with April (they tried so hard to get me to like her but she felt kinda one-dimensional ig? Idk if anyone knows of a more in-depth analysis of her character PLZ tell me) and the fact that it didn’t…seem to take much on? If that makes sense? The characters were there (and for the most part amazing!), the plot was there (although very straightforward and direct if that makes sense), but there was very little emotional reaction from the characters as to what was going on. The teens’ father was, like, on his deathbed, and not one of the three asked Raphael if the rat (I forgot his name already,,,) was okay.

As for the second movie, literally the only good thing I can think about it is the portrayal of Raphael and, by extension, his brotherly relationship with Michelangelo. I cackled when sent that officer guy to deal with…Skipper? (Idk I tried lol.) Oh yeah, his character’s really cool from what I saw too.

But goooooood the plot and characterization of Slasher or whatever his name is makes me wanna scream. Slasher’s main goal in the first movie was to take over a city by making them believe he saved them. His goal was never to destroy the fucking world. That came extremely out of left field for me. But on that note, wtf happened to that other guy? He isn’t mentioned at all in the movie, or at least when they’re talking about what happened after the events of the first movie. And just, the amount of sub-plots they’re trynna shove into this movie is way more than can be gracefully handled in an hour imo. There’s the whole “we found something that can make us human and what are we gonna do with it” subplot they’re setting up, the “there’s gonna be some tension amongst the brothers because the rat father mentioned it (curse you, Chekov’s Gun!!!)”, oh and O’Neil still isn’t getting a character development arc, but we have characters dealing with space warping now!!! Which is both extremely out of the left field and also has the possibility to go very bad when simply thrown into a movie for plot purposes. Ugh.

Knowing me I probably forgot something(s), so I’ll probably reblog this with more gripes and or general thoughts later though.

[bluemasochistic]

Let's talk about Primo Ships! I will be listing my ships and then writing headcanons for them.

Here are the ships I will be discussing:

Primo x Eurea

Primo x Bruno

Primo x Yusei

Primo x Zone

Primo x Akiza

Primo x Sherry

Alright let's start...

Primo and Eurea spent a great deal of time with each other as they were lovers during the apocalypse. She was his comrade, and his lieutenant. They clearly put their lives in each other's hands cause they trust each other. His dispair bloomed when she passed.

In the relationship I feel like they probably teased each other with trying to up run the other.

Eurea could have made little remarks about Primo's strength and reserved nature, he'd respond with some cute comeback. Although they were in a genocide and times weren't so great everytime she smiled he couldn't hold back his.

They probably slept near each other and talked late at night when they were in hiding at times one another couldn't sleep and embrace each other. They most like also helped bandage each other's injuries.

At moments when Primo would be reckless she would calm him down and no matter what risky decisions each other made they'd push through it.

Well, let's move onward to our next ship...

Primo and Bruno's relationship bloomed during their times as robots. They were former friends from the future who were sent back in time to change History by Zone, but little did they know there would be some fruity angst.

First have you seen how Primo acted when he as dueling Antinomy?! Primo was heated but impressed at how smooth his moves were he actually really liked his dueling. Primo was maybe jelly at the moment he was helping Yusei so he kept spewing some nonsense but internally taken by Antinomy. Hm, Tsundere no more like angry ex, as in, weren't you on my side?

Once Primo was met with the other forms of himself, Aphoria, found out the Zone decided to get rid of Bruno's memories he was rather upset. This is for a few reasons. Primo's friend's memories were altered someone who he obviously cared for in the future as a comrade even if he didn't show his affection much. This is also because it's cruel having Bruno make friends and have to die fighting them, it's more suffering and Bruno like him suffered enough. He even went against Zone for this! Thanks to Leo's sympathy as well. (Yes, I know Aphoria is also Jacob and Lester but Primo is there too so this is how he felt) Aphoria was Bruno's friend already before robotism.

For our next couple Primo x Yusei...

These two are a mess, Primo wants to destroy Yusei and his dreams and Yusei wants to shut the crazy in Primo up and save the world etc.

Primo claims to call Yusei foolish and naive but ends up losing to Yusei causing him to see how much of a threat but also how admirable the human heart could be. Primo and Yusei's duels are very active and it's like a wild goose chase.

Primo and Yusei both at one point like Bruno and with that they have heat with each other but can see why both have admirable qualities even if they can't see eye to eye.

I bet Primo ends up contemplating his calculations and views after his duels with Yusei and starts denying that he could find traits in Yusei the very guy who was in his way.

Primo says a lot of sarcastic comments during battle because of Zone liking Yusei, and Primo seeking approval didn't like such from a lowly human but thinks it's kinda attractive how much Yusei doesn't give up.

Primo and Zone is our next ship...

Now I won't get too much into this one, let's just know that Primo will do anything for Zone. Primo supports Zone's path all the way he wants to get his revenge on the world but also get acknowledgement from the one who preaches himself as God. Well, if so would he worship? (This also goes with why Primo must find Yusei fascinating as he was the very legend that motivated Zone in his future past)

However, He was a little hurt with this as well. Although he'd follow Zone's orders he didn't like being known as a mere tool. He wanted Zone to cast his heart away and Zone made sure to see if it was truly what he wanted (it was) but when Zone started to go bonkers and when Zone used Bruno he knew it wasn't the same Zone he loved. Zone didn't seem him as Aphoria anymore (Primo still be here partly) not a friend like old times, like the times they'd work on projects together and promised to fight alongside each other. Their relationship was over, especially when he drew the card that sealed his fate and basically said they weren't a match. However, Zone may try making up to him when they meet later on, same with Bruno. 😭

Alright let's talk about Primo and Aki...

Well one, he probably finds Aki attractive because it's Yusei's girl. What enemy doesn't want their opponent's girl to like them or to be defeated by them. Aki and Primo probably would've been one of the most angsty ships of you got her back in her old Black Rosey Witch days. These two sadists would try their best to take each other out and he'd love to see Yusei agitated with him being with Aki. It would be cool if she was brainwashed like Sherry and worked alongside Zone and them...anyways...

If he was ever to fight alongside Aki I bet he'd protect as Yusei's girl (if they ever had a chance to meet after they all died) because she's a woman at the battle field who has a righteous heart like his ex Eurea. And I think Aki would find Primo attractive as well because he is a great duelist and has some spike to the hair.

-lol don't take this seriously but Arcadia movement Aki preaching to Primo while he'd respond with talking about how the past had done wrong would be funny and not get anywhere.

Last but not least let's talk about Primo and Sherry.

I feel like he wouldn't hesitate to take Sherry out as an opponent like so with all 5Ds members but I bet he'd like Sherry intelligence and combative nature. Her being Zone's friend would be one thing that would draw some appeal in their duel, that and that's she's a very attractive girl.

I think they'd both be the ones to be very blunt and cold by nature even working next to each other or in a simple conversation as they both tend to come off a bit intense.

They'd probably work well in a team if they both get something mutually gained from such. I also believe that sherry could be around Eurea's age.

Welp, this is basically all. See ya next time. ^^

[natsfirecat]

Stay

summary: r gets hurt saving nat (who she’s in love with) and natasha wants nothing more than to get her back

based on these two requests:

1:  If you still need Hurt and Comfort prompts, would you accept a scenario where Reader fell in a coma after a mission gone wrong, and the whole time she’s unconscious, Natasha doesn’t want to leave her side. She doesn’t sleep, barely eats, and constantly talking to reader thinking she can hear. Reader then wakes up after 3 months, and Natasha confesses her feelings for Reader.❤️‍🩹🥺

2: How bout Natasha x fem!Reader where Reader takes a bullet after saving her crush, Natasha, on a mission. Reader survives and brushes it off as “it’s my job” but Natasha doesn’t take the whole situation well, especially since she has feelings for reader too!I HOPE YOU FEEL BETTER! 😘😫❤️*have some tea 🍵 *

word count: 2.8k

genre: fluff and angst but fluff ending

warnings: swearing, gunshot, comatose, blood, medical knowledge that only comes from grey’s anatomy, catradora quote because i have no self control, lmk if i need to add any more!

A/N i combined these requests since they were kinda similar, i hope you don’t mind kind anons!

“She’s tachycardic! Push one of epi, STAT!”

“No, no,”

“Hang on, Y/N, I’m going to do everything in my power to help you. Just keep holding on, okay?”

“You’re gonna be okay, alright? You’re gonna be okay. You’re gonna pull through this,”

“Why would you do that? How could you be so stupid? Why did you do that?” She yelled.

“Just doing… my job…” You managed to get out.

Eventually the voices around you began to fade out as you succumbed to unconsciousness.

As you felt yourself slipping away, the only thing on your mind was the woman you loved; Natasha Romanoff.

~12 hours earlier~

“Are you ready to go home soon?” You asked.

“Kinda,” she replied honestly. “Don’t get me wrong, I love the team and all, but it is nice to get away sometimes,”

You shrugged,

“Yeah, I guess,”

She smiled, then walked closer to you, putting an arm around your shoulder.

“It is nice getting away with you, though,”

You grinned, feeling your cheeks heat up. 

“I like getting away with you too, Nat,”

She smirked, squeezing your shoulder,

“Then it’s a good thing we still have a day left,”

You could feel your heart-rate increasing as your cheeks got even redder. 

Her smirk turned into a soft smile before she pulled away and went to the bathroom to change.

You sighed, thinking about your hopeless crush on her. You had been an Avenger for three years, friends with Natasha for two, and in love with her for one. 

You never imagined that you would fall for the Black Widow, but now you couldn’t imagine your life without her.

-

“So… there’s a mission Fury assigned me to,” she said, leaning back against the couch. “It’s in France, and he said it could last anywhere from a year or two,”

“What?” You sat straight up. “No! That’s too long!”

“I know. It’s a no-contact mission too,”

“That’s such bullshit. You can’t accept that mission, Natty,”

“He assigned me, Y/N, there’s nothing I can do unless someone else volunteers to take the mission instead,”

You stared at her, suddenly feeling very defeated. 

“No…” you whispered as your eyes began to pool with tears. 

You looked at Natasha, who held her tongue at the roof of her mouth so she wouldn’t cry. You leaned in and wrapped your arms around her tightly, letting out quiet sobs into her neck.

As she held you in her arms, the only thing running through her mind was that she had no idea how the hell she would survive being away from you for that long.

-

After two days of crying, and resisting the urge to scream at Fury, you heard a knock on your door.

“Come in!” You called. The door opened to reveal none other than your favorite redhead, who had the biggest smile on her face.

“Hey,” she said, sitting on your bed.

“Hi,” 

“Guess what?”

You shrugged, not really in the mood for guessing games. You just wanted to cherish your last few moments with her before she left.

“So I got a call from Fury this morning…” she told you, her smile growing bigger. “And he said that someone else took the mission,”

You couldn’t believe it. Your best friend didn’t have to leave.

You opened your mouth to say something, but you couldn’t speak. So instead, you threw yourself into her arms.

As they had done several times in the past two days, your eyes began to fill with tears. But this time however, they were tears of joy.

She was holding onto you just as tight as you were holding onto her. 

When you finally backed away, she smiled, then reached her thumb up to your face to wipe away your tears.

“Hey,” she said softly. “You don’t need to cry, I’m staying,”

“They’re happy tears, Natty,”

She brought her other hand to your face to wipe away tears on the other cheek, then just held your face in her hands for a few moments.

Oh fuck you thought to yourself. Those tears weren’t platonic.

-

After that night, you had tried to deny your feelings for her for a bit. After all, you had gotten romantic and platonic attraction mixed up in the past, who’s to say that this wasn’t one of those times?

But as time went on, the butterflies would happen even more often around her. Your heartbeat began to race if her hand brushed up against yours. Your face would flush when your arms wrapped around her in a hug. You wanted nothing more than to be with her, to feel her lips against yours, and to be able to tell her you loved her and have her say it back.

The only person who knew about your crush on Natasha was Wanda. She had asked if anyone caught your eye, and you refused to tell her anything. However, she decided to read your mind to find out. 

You were a little frustrated that she did that, but you weren’t too mad, knowing you would’ve done the same thing to your best friend.

So since then, Wanda would always try to convince you to tell her, and you would always say no. 

As much as it hurt to have these feelings and not tell her, you knew it would be nothing compared to telling her and having the feelings not reciprocated and losing your friendship. You’d rather stay just her friend forever than to lose her.

So here you were now, in love with one of your best friends.

“Ready to go?” She asked as she finished putting her suit on.

“Yep!”

She smiled, then gestured for you to follow her. Today was the last day of your mission, and you just needed to erase all files from some druglord’s computer.

For the past week, the two of you had done several stakeouts, gotten information, and identified people. The last step was destroying their information.

So, Natasha was currently driving the two of you to the location. She had the radio playing, and the two of you were softly singing the lyrics to the songs.

You turned to face her, feeling yourself smile at the sight of her being so carefree around you. 

Not that you knew this, but you were the only person she would ever allow to see her like this.

She kept her eyes on the road, but saw you looking at her through her peripheral vision. You were simply mouthing the lyrics now, not really paying attention to them. Instead, your attention was purely on Natasha.

She kept singing the words though, but she was also smiling at the sight of you. 

As she began to turn her head to fully face you, your cheeks grew red.

“Eyes on the road, Nat!” You told her, laughing.

“Okay, mom,” She retorted, earning a playful eye roll from you. 

“Oh don’t be like that,” she said, beginning to as well. “C’mon, we’re here anyway,”

You nodded, opening the door as soon as she stopped the car. 

Once she locked the car, the two of you made your way into the building. 

She had her gun ready, holding it out at every corner you turned. 

“We’ve been here like four times already, Nat,” you told her, scoffing. “We’re fine”

She grumbled in response, but kept her gun out.

You shook your head, letting out a sigh, then continued on.

Once you made your way to the necessary room, each of you sat down in front of a computer. 

“Delete, erase, goodbye,” you muttered as you typed.

Natasha didn’t say anything as she typed away, just wanting to get out of this building as soon as possible.

You glanced over at her every once in a while.

You smiled, watching her type with the clacking on the keyboard. The tip of her tongue was poking out the corner of her mouth. Her eyes began to squint as she focused on the screen. 

Unfortunately, while you were staring, you failed to notice someone else come in the room behind you.

“Avengers,” A voice from behind you said.

You whipped around, your eyes widening to see someone wearing a combat suit holding a gun out.

Natasha stood up, raising her gun immediately. 

Before you could even process what was happening, you heard the sound of a gunshot. 

Without even thinking about it, you threw yourself at Natasha, knocking her to the ground. 

Turns out, she was the one who shot first, considering that the other guy was currently laying in a pool of his own blood that was spilling out fast.

But as you jumped, he aimed his gun at Natasha, pulling the trigger.

You let out a groan of pain, feeling a pain growing in your shoulder. 

“Y/N no! What did you do?”

She cried your name a few more times, but you couldn’t respond. You only let out a few shaky breaths and sobs as the pain in your shoulder began to grow.

She pulled her phone out, calling for help as fast as she could.

Everything hurt, but you wouldn’t have changed a thing you did. All that mattered to you, was that the woman you loved was safe.

All that mattered was that Natasha Romanoff was safe.

~two days later~

“How’s she doing?”

“Same as before.”

Natasha sighed as she reached onto your bed, placing her hand over yours.

As soon as you were brought back, everyone began working on you right away. Dr. Cho saved your life, and managed to get the bullet out.

However, because of how long it had taken to get you into surgery, you had a lot of internal bleeding. 

So, here you were now, in a coma. No one knew when, or even if, you would ever wake up.

Natasha stayed by your side the entire time. 

“Nat, you can’t stay in here forever,” Wanda said, gently placing her hand on her shoulder.

“It was my fault, Wanda,” she replied, her voice hoarse from crying. “It should’ve been me,”

“Don’t say that. You’re both alive. She wouldn’t want you to say that, or to sulk in here all day,”

Natasha said something, but kept her gaze on your unconscious body as her red eyes began to fill with tears once again.

“I can’t lose her.”

-

After the first week, Natasha finally left your room at night. She would usually come in around 7:00 AM, and stay until midnight. 

Clint would come by, and bring her food. He was genuinely worried that she wouldn’t eat if he didn’t.

Wanda came by often too. 

“Do you think she can hear us?” Natasha asked her.

“I can try and find out, if you’d like,” Wanda offered.

Natasha nodded, removing her hand from you.

Wanda stood up, then placed one hand on your forehead, closing her eyes.

After a few moments of silence, she gave Natasha a soft smile.

“She’s dreaming,”

“Is she aware of things going on outside?”

“Not right now. I don’t think she’s constantly dreaming while unconscious. Hearing our voices right now, she’s either drowning them out or they’ll be in her dream. She might become more aware later,”

Natasha let out a shaky breath, then connected her hand to yours again.

“Hi, Y/N,” she breathed out. “We did it. We destroyed the files, and the building ended up being destroyed after we left. We did the mission, you can wake up now. You can come back now,”

She could feel herself about to cry, so she turned to Wanda.

“What’s she dreaming about?”

Wanda closed her eyes again, looking into your mind.

“She’s at this house, and there’s comforting energy coming from it. I think it might be her childhood home.” Wanda explained. “Something’s happening in slow motion. There’s like, cracks of electricity and… oh my god there’s a lightning strike right in front of her,”

“She’s dreaming about lightning?”

“I can hear her inner voice. Part of her is afraid, but the bigger part of her is thinking the lightning strike will give her superpowers… and she’s floating in the air right now,”

Natasha laughed for the first time since getting back. Of course superpowers would be on your mind while getting struck by lightning.

“Thank you, Wanda,” she told her, gently squeezing your hand.

“Of course,” she replied. “You should get some rest. I know Y/N would want you to,”

Natasha sighed, then nodded. She was feeling better for the first time since you took the bullet for her.

-

“Hey,” she said, getting a laptop out and setting it on the side of your bed. “It’s been three weeks now, and uh, I thought it might be a good idea to bring this down and watch your favorite movie. Y’know, maybe hearing it will help you,”

A lump began to form in her throat as she stared at you. However, she said nothing else as she pulled up your favorite movie, then placing it close enough so you could hear, and see it if you were to open your eyes. 

Once she pressed play, she sat on the edge of your bed. She wasn’t looking at the laptop screen, she was looking down at you. 

She brushed a strand of hair out of your face, and ran her thumb across your cheekbone. 

Natasha didn’t even realize she was crying until she had to wipe her own tears off your forehead. 

“Sorry,” she muttered, pulling away so she wouldn’t cry on you anymore. “I just… really miss you, Y/N.”

She opened her mouth to say something else, but stopped when she noticed your eyebrow twitch. 

It felt like everything in her body stopped working for a moment as she replayed it in her mind; you moved.

Before she knew it, she was sprinting out of your room at full speed to get Dr. Cho.

“She moved! I think she’s waking up! Her eyebrow moved!” She yelled as she barged into her office.

Dr. Cho tilted her head to the side, but followed her back to your room.

She walked over to you, then examined the monitors. She looked at you, then back at your vitals. 

“Miss Romanoff, I’m so sorry, but there’s nothing in her brain activity that indicates her moving or waking up. Sometimes, when we want to see something so bad, our mind tricks us into thinking we saw it. It’s a cruel thing, but it’s not uncommon for situations like this,”

Natasha’s heart dropped as the doctor left the room to give her space. She thought she had you back.

-

She wasn’t going to give up on you. She pulled the laptop away, then sat next to you again.

She then layed down, and wrapped her arms around you, sobbing into your neck.

“Wake up, please,” she begged between sobs. “Come back to me.”

Natasha pulled back, placing one hand on your cheek. She leaned down, pulling you close again.

“Don’t you get it?” She said at almost a whisper. “I love you. I always have. So please, just this once. Stay.” She pulled back again, then placed a gentle kiss to your cheek. “Stay.”

It was like everything in her froze again. 

Your eyebrows were definitely twitching now. A groan escaped your mouth, as you blinked your eyes open.

“Natty,” you said, wrapping your arms around her neck. “You love me?”

“Of course I do,”

You smiled at her, despite the pain running through your body.

“Good, ‘cause I’ve been in love with you for like the past year,”

She let out a mix between a laugh and a sob as she leaned close to you once again.

You leaned forward too, and before you knew it, the distance between the two of you was closed as you were kissing.

It was gentle, considering the fact that you were still hurt, but you both savored every second of it. 

“I love you so much,” you told her, keeping your arms around her.

At this point, you both had tears streaming down your cheeks. Neither of you cared as you leaned in for another kiss. 

“Never do that again, okay?” She told you.

“Do what? Kiss you? I plan on doing that a lot more, thank you very much,”

She rolled her eyes, letting out a small laugh.

“Don’t ever put yourself in danger like that for me again, alright? I don’t care if you say it’s your job. Don’t do it again,”

“I did it because I love you, Natty,”

She sighed, wiping away one of your tears. 

“I’m never leaving you though,”

“Good, I don’t want you to leave,”

Of course, the two of you would end up arguing about putting yourselves in danger to save each other, but it would all work out in the end.

You loved her, and she loved you. You wouldn’t have it any other way.

[sodadrabbles]

Could you do a headcannon style thing with how Phill, Dream, Shlatt, Bbh, Techno and Quackity would react to the reader getting infected by the egg? Just an idea lol :)

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Oooo, I love this idea so much! So much angst potential. I've never written for Quackity or BBH before, so hopefully I was able to do these well! :]

Paring MCYTs x reader (optional romantic/platonic) Philza, Dream, JSchlatt, BadBoyHalo, Technoblade, Quackity

Rating: Slightly angsty, though BBH's is kinda soft.

Summary: Reader has been infected by the egg. How will the others on the SMP react?

Philza:

Phil, ever observant, notices right off the bat when something changes about you.

How you come visit him in the arctic less, spending more time near L'manhole with Bad and Antfrost.

When you finally tell him it's because of the egg he can feel his heart crack.

Has it really gotten to you?

He directs his anger at the Eggpire, trying his best to get you away from them.

But the Egg's hold on you is strong.

He spends a lot of time trying to find a way to free you from the egg without having to kill you.

"I have to find a way to save them. I won't let them fall victim to that thing."

Dream:

He finds out from Sam.

You stopped visiting him in prison.

He manages to get an answer from Sam, asking nonstop about how you are and what you're up to.

Sam mentions you've been spending a lot of time with Bad, Ant, Punz and Ponk.

And you've been going to see the egg a lot, too.

He spends a few hours sitting on the floor of his cell, just mulling over what Sam told him.

He can't do much from the prison cell, but it still hurts him.

Not being able to see you, knowing you chose the egg, chose Bad over him. 

It made his blood boil and his heart ache.

He swore he'd take down the egg when he got out.

"Just wait, (Y/N). I'll protect you. I'll get that thing out of your head."

Glatt/ghost!JSchlatt:

Schlatt was very attached to you after his death.

I mean, even before his death, he always wanted to keep you by his side.

As a ghost, this was harder, because he couldn't always go with you. Anytime you went near L'manhole, he'd get very intense pain in his chest and had to leave.

He gets a little upset with how often you go there, wanting an explanation.

You avoid him for a few days, asking the egg for advice on what to do.

When Schlatt finds out you're part of this 'Eggpire' he flips his shit.

"What the hell do you mean you're joining a new country? (Y/N) you were supposed to always stay by my side!"

You stop seeing him after that, upset that he won't accept what you've become a part of.

And Schlatt is hurt too. He didn't want to chase you away but felt betrayed you would choose something he couldn't be a part of.

BBH:

He's the one who introduced you to the egg in the first place!

You were hesitant at first, the egg was very intimidating.

But as Bad took you to see it more and more, you felt yourself growing fond of the egg.

You started visiting it on your own, and Bad was so happy!

You two started going on adventure dates where you would visit the far reaches of Dream SMP and hang up posters inviting people to join the egg.

"I knew you'd see it eventually (Y/N)! I'm glad you finally decided to join us, ya muffinhead!"

Technoblade:

He doesn't realize you've joined the egg for a while.

Whenever you go to the main part of Dream SMP, he assumes you're just going to see Tommy or Niki. He never thinks you're going to see the egg.

But it hits him like a brick when he starts smelling egg on you.

It's like Tommy all over again- You would choose a government, a tyrant? Had he taught you nothing?

He wasn't happy about it.

He swears to destroy the egg, that it won't be the next tyrant of the SMP.

And he swears that he'll take you down with it if he has to. Poor man has been hurt so much. :[

"I may still love you, (Y/N). But if I have to kill you to destroy another tyrant… I won't hesitate."

Quackity:

First he learns his fiances decided to start a whole new nation without him.

Now he learns you're leaving Las Nevadas for the egg?

It drives Quackity over the edge.

He becomes irrationally angry, especially at Bad.

But he never blames you.

It's always the egg's fault, that's what took you away.

You feel so betrayed and hurt when you find Quackity covering the egg with TNT.

"H-hey, Alex, don't do that! You'll hurt the egg!"

It breaks his heart when he hears how hurt you sound.

As he's fighting with Punz and Bad, you're trying to figure out why. Why would he do that to you? Why would he try to hurt the egg, and through it, hurt you?

"I'm sorry, mi amor. I'm doing this to save all of us."

[cluescorner]

Finished Chapter 13 of CRK (SPOILERS FOR IT)

OH GOD OH NO OH NOOOOOOOOOOO

I have some issues with this chapter, namely in how it just felt kinda underwhelming, but I’m gonna focus on the good/funny/interesting bits in this post. Because I like a good bit of this chapter and Dark Cacao Kingdom’s story isn’t finished yet, so I’m going to wait until Chapter 14 in order to give my judgement on Chapter 13 (similar to how Chapter 9 was kinda meh to me, but Chapter 10 made me fall in love with this game. Sometimes you need more buildup to the payoff.).

The reunion went...about as well as I expected TBH but not NEARLY as well as I’d hoped. I was hoping for, like, at least a moment of realizing that they’re both kinda at fault here before one of them inevitably starts swinging. But no, just...soul jam, fight, insult, yeet. I know that Cacao is gonna survive, but imagine having your son make an attempt on your life TWICE. I couldn’t handle that tbh. 

Also, we haven’t seen ‘The Light of Determination’ so far. Maybe it’ll show up next Episode when Dark Cacao is at his worst. 

I hope the dragons show up. My theory is that they have the sword + the soul jam, since they feel like who Dark Cacao would trust with it. The dragons are super interesting to me, like imagine if the cookie of darkness are like ‘hehe we’re gonna get the sword’ and then there’s two ‘fuck you’ dragons staring you dead in the eyes with a look that can only mean ‘YOU FUCKED UP’. I just really want Dark Cacao Kingdom’s really fucking cool concept to be expanded upon more and we didn’t get that much in this chapter, save for the excellent stuff regarding the Licorice Sea. 

I love Caramel Arrow Cookie so fucking much. Her design is gorgeous, she really decided to keep helping people even after her banishment, and her VA is also really talented. I love her interactions with other people, she’s like a light in the darkness of the Cacao Kingdom it’s really nice. I can’t wait until she gets added, I’m going to summon her if it fucking kills me. 

LICORICE IM SO FUCKING PROUD OF YOU YOU REALLY RAISED A WHOLE KAIJU. Also, the fact that he came from Dark Cacao Kingdom...like did he and Choco and Espresso all know each other? The Licorice Sea is so fucking cool and honestly I hope that the bullshit with that one fucking Abyssal Licorice Kaiju sets the tone for how powerful Licorice is gonna be in the future. Because I LOVE Licorice cookie but he’s started getting pushed out of the meta (Cotton Cookie basically does his job but better) and I really hope he gets a buff. I would also love it if the Cookies of Darkness were like ‘Hey, we lost this mission and so we gotta go report back to Dark Enchantress’ and Licorice just...stays behind because he likes feeling this powerful. Maybe he can communicate with the Licorice Sea itself and just decides to stay where he’s understood + appreciated + sorta feared? IDK, I’m just so happy Licorice is having his day in the sun. 

Affogato Cookie is simultaneously an excellent villain and kinda hilarious. Like, he’s a total schemer and knows how to ingratiate himself to others in order to build power. He basically formed a cult of personality under himself, which I find pretty interesting. While my theory is that Dark Cacao always knew that this sorta thing would come from Affogato cookie, given how he just straight-up ignores his advice when it truly matters, the fact that Dark Cacao just couldn’t get rid of him is pretty interesting. But also, the fact that he WASNT working with the Cookies of Darkness from the inception of his plan is a breath of fresh air AND hilarious. Like, Affogato was truly terrified of them and I think that he’ll see Dark Choco’s presence as a threat to his bid for control over Dark Cacao Kingdom. I also wonder how he’ll react to the fact that the Cookies of Darkness are now DESTROYING EVERYTHING, and he’ll likely rule over a Kingdom of Dust by the time they’re done with the place. 

Also regarding the Cookies of Darkness, all the main 4 are here. Which means that SOMETHING has to be going down, since the last time they were all together was Chapter 10 (aka the HOLY SHIT EVERYTHING IS GETTING REAL chapter). I’m guessing that either A. Someone is getting redeemed, B. Dark Enchantress is gonna show up, or C. Someone is going to die. I doubt it’s C because that could singlehandedly change the tone so drastically that it won’t be able to recover, but I also think that C is the most interesting. 

I love Pomegranate Cookie out manipulating Affogato Cookie. Like, I refuse to believe that she actually gives a damn about his bid for Kingship and he’s just a convenience for them. But whenever she’s involved in a Chapter, it means things are about to get FUCKED UP. My guess is that she’s gonna be pissed off with Dark Choco for not KILLING HIS FUCKING DAD AFTER THE 2ND TRY and do some bullshit. Maybe there’ll be another dramatically-resonant-hallucination scene like there was with Pure Vanilla Cookie? IDK, but whenever she’s around I’m terrified of what kinda BS she’s gonna pull. 

Poison Mushroom I love you sweet baby. IDK what the fuck you’re doing here but I love you so much. 

DARK CHOCO COOKIE WHAT THE FUCK?? I really wanted a fucking redemption or at least some sort of reconciliation before he decides to stay with the Cookies of Darkness, BUT NO. Dark Choco and Dark Cacao are incapable of talking with words outside of insulting each other. I cannot wait for the inevitable ‘OH MY GOD HE SURVIVED FALLING FROM THAT FUCKING WALL’ moment because that’s gonna be funny and also a ‘oh shit’ moment. Maybe the Cookies of Darkness didn’t realize how hard it is to kill an Ancient? 

Now, this is a crack theory so be aware that I’m mostly posing this as an interesting possibility and there is very little canon evidence for it: What if the Cookies of Darkness initially planned for Dark Choco to take over as King, so that they have the indomitable Cacao Warriors working for them. But once they came across Affogato, they decided that using him would be much simpler and went with that instead. I keep thinking about that fucking loading screen and how, while it could just be cute flavor-text, what if it’s foreshadowing to Dark Choco eventually becoming King himself? IDK, it’s a theory with very little backing but I think it’s kinda interesting. 

I wish the other Ancients were here. We’re really not gonna see them interact with each other until the very end, are we? Oh well, that’s what fandom bullshit is for I guess. 

Dark Cacao is fascinating. Like, he’s as stalwart as the wall itself and his resolve is unmatched. But simultaneously, he isolates himself from his Kingdom and failed to help those on the outskirts. IDK, I just think it’s fascinating to analyze him, since Holly and Vanilla were pretty much universally considered at least decent leaders but Cacao isn’t as clear. I just can’t wait to see what else is going on with him. 

WHERE THE FUCK ARE MILK AND YAM?? SERIOUSLY WHAT THE FUCK DEVSIS WHERE ARE THEY?? THIS IS THEIR STORY TOO. They grew up here (Milk definitely did and with Yam he at least KNOWS the place), both have something to do with Dark Choco, they both probably have some feelings towards Dark Cacao’s leadership...SO WHY AREN’T EITHER OF THEM HERE. I can’t wait to read the inevitable fanfics of ‘Dark Cacao Story but if Milk and Yam were also involved because jesus fucking christ they should be here.’ 

I’m very excited for Chapter 14. For me, it’s going to signal whether I really stay connected to the story as a whole. Because I wasn’t a big fan of the story until Chapter 10, then Hollyberry’s chapters were silly but still excellent in their own right, and now here’s Dark Cacao’s chapters (which I would argue have been the most anticipated save for White Lilly’s, though everyone acknowledges that she’ll probably be the last). I’m willing to excuse an underwhelming set-up in exchange for an excellent pay-off, and the pay-off to the Licorice Sea plot-point was amazing imo. Now we just need to wait for Chapter 14 and see what happens. 

Overall, the chapter was kinda underwhelming but I still like it a lot. The new characters are pretty neat (Caramel Arrow taking the spot as my favorite new character and one of my favorite overall characters) and it expands on old characters pretty well (IM SO FUCKING PROUD OF LICORICE LOOK AT HIM GO). It just didn’t have the punch that I thought it would, thought that could also be me having too high of expectations. The only MAJOR problem I have is that Milk and Yam aren’t here, because this would be an excellent time to resolve their storylines AND give our boys proper screen-time. Regardless, I can’t wait to see what Chapter 14 brings! 

[raineydays411]

Ember

Tony Stark X Daughter!Reader 

Warning: Child neglect, swearing, angst, death 

Summary: After being kidnapped by Hydra, Y/N does some reflecting on her home life. Especially her relationship with her father

italics = past pov

Bold= thoughts

Italic bold= ghosts 

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You never thought your life would end like this. Alone, trapped in a Hydra cell, full of anger and resentment for the one man who was never supposed to break your heart. Of course, up until now you had been pretty optimistic your father would realize the error of his ways and miraculously spend years making up for years of missed recitals, ignored achievements, and multiple other offenses. You always forgave him because, hey the man was a member of the Avengers, what should you expect having Tony Stark as a father? 

But right now, as you lay on the cold, damp floor, writhing in pain from whatever glowey nuclear shit those assholes injected you with, you can’t help but remember the mistreatment and neglect bestowed upon you by your father. 

It was, it was September Winds blow, dead leaves fall

You’ll always remember that September day. The day your entire life had changed 

You were only eight when Loki tried to take over New York. You and your mom were coming home from the store when all of a sudden, people around you started to panic. Looking up, you saw a large portal in a once clear blue sky. Creatures appeared out of no where, destroying anything in their way. Your mother, terrified, took you by the hand and headed for a near by building. But, it seemed that others had that idea as well. Before you knew it, your vision was overwhelmed by the bodies of citizens trying to escape the chaos outside. After a few seconds, you found yourself in a crowed parking garage and no idea where your mother was.

You never saw her again after that.

After three days of searching, the police declared her dead and you were sent to live with your godmother, Pamela Isely. 

She was good to you. She held you through nightmares, told you stories about how your mother and her met, and even taught you how to take care of plants. The only complaint you had was that she would usually leave you alone every once in a while and come back with a lot of money, and occasionally, a loud blonde woman in a clown costume would come through the window and pinch your cheeks too hard. Other than that, you got adjusted to your new life quickly.

Four months passed and your life changed again. It was a cold September day, and you had just got home from school. As you walked into the apartment, you immediately felt a tension in the air, and you saw a man at the table with your Aunty Pam, who looked extremely uneasy and pale. They stared at you until your Aunt spoke.

“Y/N...you’re going back to New York.”

Those words alone made the floor fall from underneath you. You had just settled down. You finally felt comfortable without your mother in the world and now this?? Then the man cleared his throat, causing you to snap back into reality. 

“Y/n, my name is Tony Stark”

 You knew that name, he was the man in the metal suit who helped save New York. You didn’t care at the moment though, you just wanted to know why you were leaving your aunt.

Ignoring Tony, you looked at your aunt and whispered,

 “ Did...did I do something wrong?” 

Immediately, Pams eyes filled with tears as she quickly gathered you in her arms and responded with a loud, 

“Oh no, darling of course not”, She then proceeded to tell you the uncomfortable looking man at the table was in fact your father, who up till now you had never met. In fact, you never even fathomed the idea of having a father as your mom had always told you that you were a gift from some fairies she helped. You turned to the man who quietly sat at the table and looked over the man who was said to be your father.

He was definitely a handsome man. He wore a fancy looking suit and some tinted glasses even though he was inside. His hair was dark brown and messy, as if he was tugging or running his fingers through it. His skin looked to be am olive color but it was hard to tell as he looked kind of pale in the light of the small apartment you called home. You thought it was odd he hadn’t said anything other than introducing himself. 

“ Is it true? Are you really my dad?” You asked in a quiet voice.

He finally spoke, “Yeah kid, I’m your dad”

To you, I did surrender

Two weeks, you didn’t call

It’s been two weeks since you were taken by Hydra. Two weeks since you were injected with that mystery substance. You didn’t die, at least you don’t think you did. But you didn’t exactly feel alive either. You were colder than usual, like your body temperature lowered. You slept longer than normal especially the first three days after you were injected. The guards had to wake you up just to get you to eat. But the most worrying symptom of all is that your eyes were the same shade of neon blue as the liquid that was injected into your body. And everytime your eyes turned blue, something weird would happen. 

For example, the first time you noticed your eyes were blue, you woke up from the first long sleep.The second time, you thought you heard voices, screaming in agony and despair.This was odd because you were the only one in that cell block. As you came back to reality, you realized that you could see other ghostly figures in the once empty cells, and that you were floating three feet above your bed. 

Within the two weeks you were in that cell, you learned that that day you were injected, your heart did stop for an hour until you miraculously sprung back to life with a loud gasp, scaring the absolute shit out of the Hydra guards that were tasked with disposing your body. That would go through physical changes as well. Your once brown skin would change to a pale ghostly blue. And your black kinky hair would change to a shocking neon blue to match the color of your eyes.

For two weeks, you learned the ins and outs of your newfound powers. Two weeks of being pushed to your absolute limits by power hungry scientists. Two weeks of learning the names of the dead around you in those cells. 

It took two weeks, to realize that your father truly didn’t care about you.

And looking back on it, you should’ve known

Your life, goes on without me  My life, a losing game

It had been a year since you had moved into the Avengers Tower with your father. It had taken you a while to warm up to the team and for the team to get used to having a child around. But once you all got to know each other, it was like having multiple aunts and uncles. Especially because you were around them more than your own father. 

Unfortunately, once you had settled in and gotten to know everyone, Tony had locked himself away in his lab. Tinkering on a new project for weeks on end, ignoring his responsibilities as a new father.

Now, this didn’t really affect you till you started school. Tony had forgotten to pick you up multiple times, causing you to wait for hours on end till either Steve or Pepper realized that you hadn’t come home and rushed to the school , only to see you waiting on the front steps talking the ear off of the unlucky teacher who had to stay behind to wait with you.

Of course word got around that Y/N Stark was being forgotten at school everyday, thus prompting the kids at school to taunt you everyday after school.

“Where's your daddy Y/N??”

“I bet he leaves you here so you can get kidnapped so he doesn’t have to look at you”

“Your own dad doesn’t even love you”

Once you got to middle school, you joined as many after school clubs to hide the fact that there was no one to pick you up. And a small part hoped that it would be enough to gain your fathers attention. But it didn’t happen.

“Daddy! I made the volleyball team!”

“hmm, oh that's great kid, can you pass me that wrench”

“Dad! I’m in the robotics club”

“Y/N I’m really busy right now”

“ Hey dad...can you help me with--”

“Not now, go ask Pepper”

No matter what you did, you could never get his attention long enough. Nothing you did was good enough. You never got so much as a “welcome home” or a “ have a good day at school kiddo”. And you were fine with that. You were, because you knew that even though he didn’t show it, Tony Stark really did love you.

But you should, you should not doubt me You will remember my name.

After learning the extent of your powers, which included; flying,the ability to talk and see the dead, energy blasts, floating through walls, and the ability to shut off your powers at will. You decided it was time for you to make plans to escape. 

You’d like to think that you were really good at pretending. 

You did it on a daily basis, really. You pretended to be happy, not to notice Tony’s neglect, like you didn’t see the pity glances the rest of the team gave you. So convincing your captors that they finally broke you down wasn’t really a challenge. 

“....fine..i’ll help you” You said in a tired weak voice.

The two guards were startled at first, not expecting you to speak so suddenly

“You..what?” The younger of the two asked in a suspicious tone.

“I said I want to help you” you repeated a little louder. 

The first guard looked to the second, obviously confused at your sudden change of heart. They had a silent conversation with their eyes, as if debating on whether this was a trick or not. Finally, the older of the two turned to you and said,

“This better not be a trick, Stark.”

And with that, he started to unlock the door to your cell. 

“Okay, now I can either fight them now  and make a break for it, or I can wait till i get to the--” 

Your thoughts were cut off by a loud wailing, piecing your ears and automatically giving you a headache. Wincing in pain you look around the empty cell blocks and try to locate the spirit that’s making all that noise. When you see it, your heart breaks. It’s a young boy, around your age. The first thing you notice about him is that he had white hair, kinda Danny Phantom. As you continued to stare at the boy, his head suddenly turned and you both made eye contact, the movement startling you enough to make you jerk in the hold of the guards

“ HEY, eyes forward!” shouted the older guard. “There's no way out, if that's what you're looking for’ He said in a smug tone.

“I said I wanted to join you, why would I want to escape?” You reply, irritation dripping from your words.

“Just don’t pull any tricks kid.”

God does he have any other lines, you think to yourself mentally rolling your eyes. Sounds familiar.

Oh Ember, you will remember

Oh Ember, one thing remains

“Y/N I’m busy, go as--” “I know, go ask Pepper”

“Oh kid, I’m sorry I forgot” “ yeah, I know”

“You’re on the volleyball team” “ yes dad. For four years now”

“Y/N! I’m gonna be in the lab with Peter so try not to bother us.”

“Y/N me and Peter--”

“Good job, Peter”

“Hey Peter--”

God were you tired of that name. You never ever felt the feeling of envy and anger as much as you did when Peter came into your life. 

In fact, you were still healing from almost losing your family you found in the Avengers. Your dad didn’t want you around the “traitors” as he privately called them, so you were secluded. Watching them from afar and yearning for the comfort of hearing Steves pre-war stories, helping Clint pull off the most ridiculous pranks, helping Wanda teach Vision how to cook, and most of all you missed talking to Natasha. She reminded you of your aunt Pam, mainly because they both had red hair. You hoped that your father would understand this loss and step up now that you really needed a connection, but no. He decided that Peter Parker deserved all his attention. So you stopped trying as hard.

Oh Ember, So warm and tender You will remember my name

You walk into a room with a singular table and no windows. Sat at the table was a bald man writing in a notebook. The two guards lead you to the table and make you sit opposite of the bald man. He looks up at you and smiles.

“So, Ms. Stark has finally decided to comply?” He asks in a smug tone. You roll your eyes and answer back in a sarcastic tone,

“Yeah yeah, just cut the crap and tell me what you want me to do.”

The bald man just smiles and looks at you, as if trying to read your mind to figure out your motives. 

“Well”, he says, leaning back into his chair. “Lets get down to business.” He then proceeds to talk about the process of join his team and what you will be doing. But you don’t hear a word of it. Because you were going to escape this hell hole one way or another. 

“Well then, lets get you changed.” said the bald man. “Yeager, Jennings, take our guest to to her new room. 

“Huh so they do have names.” You think, as they pull you out of the chair and into the hallway. Walking back into the cell block, you make eye contact with that white haired boy again. He’s quiet as he watches you walk back to your room, then he disappears. 

You finally get back to your cell and notice a pair of black spandex, black halter top, grey boots and some black gloves on the floor. Changing into them, you take your hair into a pineapple with a hair tie they had given you. Looking into the piece of metal you used as a mirror, you changed into your ghost form. Suddenly, you hear a male voice behind you.

“Don’t let them know you can do that.” 

You startle and turn around, only to see none other than the white haired boy. He looked equally as startled as he realized you can see and hear him. 

“Why not?” you asked, changing back to your normal self.

“Because, they won’t ever let you leave.You’re already the first one to survive the injection. If they realize you can go ghost, they’ll do everything in their power to control you.”

Your mind flashed to Bucky. How Steve told you that they kept him. Brainwashing him over and over till he just became a weapon. You were not going to let them do that to you. You looked back at the boy.

“Can you help me get out of here?” you asked hopefully. The boy looked at you and said, 

“Well I’ve got nothing else to do.” You let go a sigh of relief. You were about to say something when you heard Yeager and Jennings walking down the hallway.

“They’re coming” You whisper, “ what do I do?”

“This base is small. All the people here are the only ones who know about it. They’re all going to be in the training room you’re being taken to. Wait till you get there, phase into the floor to the basement and blow up the heater. That should cause the whole building to cave in” 

You again don’t get to respond, as the two men finally get to your cell and unlock it. You walk out of the cell, head held high and allow them to lead you to the training room. Despite the look of confidence, you were dreading the next few moments. 

“So how come I’m the only one here?” you ask, even though you know the answer. The older guard looks at you and says

“You’re the only one who survived.” You fake a look of shock and look forward as if the news made you uneasy. And it did. It made you mad that these people didn’t care that they were murdering innocent people. They couldn’t hear the cries and the wails of agony these poor trapped souls emitted. In a way, it was ironic. Back at the tower, you were the poor soul nobody could see. And now you were surrounded by them.

Your heart, your heart is rendered Your loss, now bear the shame

This was the last straw. There was only so much you an take before you broke and this was it.

 Tony didn’t intend for you to hear it, but god did it hurt all the same. One phrase shattered your whole world. 

“You know Spiderling, your kinda like the kid I always wanted to have.”

An tense silence filled the common room. The first time in months you were able to see th eteam and they had to bear witness to this. Of course they did, who else would give you that stare full of sorrow and pity. You barely even noticed though. You were too busy looking at the “heartwarming scene.”

“that's such bullshit” Oh, how you wish you had a camera if only to capture the look of pure “oh shit” painted on Steve's face.

“What..what was that kid?” Asks your father. You turn to him, a fury in your eyes that nobody has ever seen.

“THAT IS ABSOLUTE BULLSHIT.”  You scream. “ FOR EIGHT YEARS I HAVE TRIED SO HARD FOR YOU TO LOVE ME. EIGHT YEARS I JOINED CLUBS, GOT THE HIGHEST GRADED IN CLASS AND FOR WHAT?” 

Tony and Peter look at you in shock “Y/n..wha..what are you talking about?” Peter asks in a baffled voice.

“Oh eat shit Peter! You know exactly what I’m talking about! Do you not find it weird, that your new mentor spends every single second of free time he has on you and not with his daughter?? Or are you so needy for some sort of parental validation that you don’t even care??” 

Deep down you know it’s not Peters fault. Hell, you two probably could have been good friends if your dad wasn’t such a tool. 

“Hey kid, I don’t know what's gotten into you, but that was way over the line.” Said Tony in a stern voice. Your eyes harden.

“Oh, did I hurt your poor little spiders feelings?? I didn’t even know you cared about other peoples feelings Tony? Or is it just your daughters that you ignore ?”

“What are you talking about? I don’t ignore you, stop being so over dramatic.”

OVERDRAMATIC?? DO YOU REALIZE THE ONLY THING YOU KNOW ABOUT ME IS MY NAME??” You are now sobbing. “ Do you even know my favorite color? How old I am?” 

Tony looks at you, eyes wide.”Y/N...” You cut him off

“Just forget it. I understand now. I will never be important to you. Not like Peter apparently is. I just wish it didn't take me eight years to figure that out.” And with that, you run out of the room, tears running down your cheeks and ignoring the calls of your father, the team, and Peter. 

You run for a few blocks and cry in an alleyway. not the smartest idea but you were too upset to care. And as you cry, you don’t notice the dark shadow behind you before its too late and the world goes dark.

Like dead trees, in cold december  Nothing but ashes remain

The hydra base was now engulfed with flames.  Your body was tired from phasing through the walls, and your head hurts from those energy blasts. But one thing brings some happiness in your heart as you watch all the souls that were trapped there realize they are free. All but one, the white haired kid. He walks up to you. 

“So you did it.” He says with a smile. You smile back. 

“Yeah I did.  Thanks to you.”

“Blue suits you.” he says with a blush. You squint at him for a second and let out a chuckle. 

“Thanks” ,You’re both silent for a few seconds, watching the souls leave. You speak up again. 

“Why aren’t you leaving like them” You question him.

“I don’t know, I guess my time here isn’t up.” he says looking out at the horizon. You nod and look at around trying to figure out where you are. 

“So, what are you going to do next” he asks. Your body stiffens as you are filled with resentment.

“I’m going to visit my father.” You say, eyes glowing a neon blue.

You will remember my name.

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A/N: HI!so this is my first ever fanfic! i hope anyone who reads this enjoys it!! Let me know what you think and what i can improve on!💕