#little eleven protecting the endgames

[byleriscanon713by]

So I might be reading too far into this but I took the duffers funko pop thing and sorted it

Code:

Yellow- friend pairings

Green: romantic pairings

Blue: familial pairings

Red: not currently present

Okay so we’ll get into the friendship parings first.

So I think will and robin will get to have a fun friendship this season. I think they prob want robin to hang out with someone other than Steve and Nancy so will and her would bond well since they’re both part of the lgbtq+ community. I also think there’s potential for her to help in the buildup for byler. i also see a lot of potential for Mike and Lucas to kind of mend their friendships that’s always been a little rocky throughout the seasons. I think they’ll get some (not a large amount) of interaction together to kind of mend their holes throughout the seasons. I also have seen the theory that Lucas will be integral in helping Mike realize his feelings for Mike which is possible. It’s 50/50 but I do think Lucas may just say something unintentionally that triggers Mike into being like “oh god I’m a homosexual.” (Even tho he probably ALR knows that from the ending of season 3)

The Dustin/Johnathan/Nancy/Steve pairing is interesting and I think it’s gonna be a great quartet thing-a-ma-bobber. So we know Dustin and Steve are joined at the hip and Nancy and Johnathan are also super close so they’ll def stick together. However we’ve also seen previs’ of steve and Johnathan having a conversation in episode 1 of st5 so I think the two of them will become friends. There was also a previs from episode 5 I believe and it looks like they’re in the upside down and you could see Dustin in the passenger seat of a car and Nancy and Johnathan in the back. I think it’d be weird for Dustin to just casually be hanging w/ Nancy and Johnathan so I bet Steve is driving. Also, we know Eleven is gonna be an integral part of the series and so is Will, so the four of them kind of are on the outskirts a little. They’ll prob have a more separate storyline where they’re discovering things unrelated to the core problem. Now why would robin and Lucas not be with that group? Well Lucas just lost max so I think he might need some separation time from that group and he might want to rekindle with mike and will cuz he was kind of distant with them in season 4. I think Robin may be with that group part time, but I also think she may take up some sort of fondness for Will where she wants to protect him (especially if he’s susceptible to vecna) Also if Will is susceptible to Vecna, Lucas has seen Max get vecnad and saved her the first time so he might have that instinct to “I need to save Will since I didn’t save Max.” Robin may be there because she’s the one who discovered the whole music thing and she may want to be wills lesbian protector idk. And obvious mike would want to be there but we’ll get into that later.

Now why did I put Steve/Nancy/Jonathan in green? I think they’re gonna be a love triangle. Not the love triangle where they all date, but just the fact that Steve and Johnathan are both obviously pining over Nancy. As much as I hate admitting it, I think stancy is endgame with the way they set them up in st4. I also think there’s a large possibility of Johnathan well… perishing. I’ve seen a lot of people saying “omg stonathan” cuz they saw Steve and Johnathan touching heads in that photo but I am skeptical of stonathan ever happening. I think they’ll be friends, but I think the head touching could still meaning there’s some head butting over Nancy going on. They both love her so I do think they’ll both have romantic moments throughout the season with her. Idk. That love triangle is quite a mystery. Let’s get into the best ship: Byler! I believe Byler is endgame and I could go on for probably eight hours about all the proof and all the queer coding they’ve gone through. Now why do I think byler is a logical thing going to happen in a straight to the point way? Well you saw Mike at the end of st4 when Will was talking abt feeling Vecna. Mike looked terrified. Mike has that instinct of needing to protect Will, and I think as st4 went on Mike started gaining it back and releasing el didn’t love him as much and that will was the one who needed him. The duffers have also teased a lot about circling back to the og relationships and dynamics from st1, but they’ve also said a lot of it is based on st2. Now in st2 Mike was practically attached to Will since he was possessed by the mid flayer. I am 100% sure Will is going to be under Vecnas trance and I’m pretty sure that’ll happen early in the season. I think once Mike sees that he’ll snap right back into his protector mode and be joined to Will for the rest of the season. From there, the potential of the painting being recalled and basically them confessing their love is quite obvious. I’m not gonna get too into byler here but it you love hearing about byler you should follow me cuz I post about them a lot :) (Also if your a st account or like any fandom I’m interested in I’ll prob follow u back and stalk ur page cuz I adore reading yalls theories and fics and ahhhh)

Now let’s get into the familial relationship!!! I forgot to circle Joyce and hopper in green but that’s okay cuz they’re endgame and it’s obvious. Now since Joyce lost hopper for so long and it took so much tension building over the seasons for them to get together, I think they’ll be partnered up again. They typically are anyways. I think Eleven will also be with them. I think Eleven is going to break up with Mike and become her own character. Now I think eleven is going to die at the end of the season by using all her powers and instead of fainting, destroying the upside down for good and killing herself in the process. I think it’s a full circle but also depressing and plausible ending for her. It’s very likely. This season I think they’re going to focus on her character. In every season her character has either been based on her powers or on being mikes girlfriend. I think her having time with Hoppet and Joyce will give her some good character qualities and depth that we haven’t seen. She’s also reeling from the death of Max and I feel she’ll just want some space (especially from what we see at the end of st4) However she also misses Hopper cuz he was the primary influence in her life and personally I think he loves her more than anymore. She wants to makeup for the lost time with him. Also wherever hopper is Joyce will be too, especially since she’s always had that kind of motherly dynamic towards El (and she is her mom now technically.) I’m just so excited for el to finally get to be her own person.

Lastly I think Max will be MIA for a while. I think that she will come back but not until later. She may help fight Vecna from inside his mind, but I doubt she will truly not come back till Eleven is able to kill vecna. Not seeing Sadie sink in this season much would kill me cuz I love her, but it’s realistic.

Anyways thank you so much for reading this super long rant!!! Reblog and add your opinions cuz I would die to see them. Like I love hearing new theories!

[stevetonyweekly]

SteveTony Weekly - May 7th

 HELLO MY LOVELY FRIENDS I MISSED YOU!!! Last week was a mess BUT I closed on my house Monday (OMG) and now we’re in the home stretch before we move (!!!!!). Quick note: 

I’m going to be moving May 21, so the rec list might be kinda off that weekend, but I’ll pre-plan something! Enjoy and be sure to drop a kudos/comment for your author! 

~*~ 

Mark Zero by enkiduu

Tony wears his lack of soulmark with pride.

lover, we always fall by enkiduu

Dying in a world with reincarnation is easy. Living in one is hard, because history inevitably follows you, and you can't always decide what your legacy is.

You try to change history, but your Icarus only ever chooses the same thing he's always chosen.

(In which Tony is Icarus and Steve is the ocean.)

ignorance is (not) bliss by earliebirb

One of Tony’s hands shoots up to grab his wrist, gripping it tightly. Slowly, Tony opens his eyes.

Steve’s blood freezes in his veins. His heart sinks with dread. 

“Tony?” Steve hopes that this is just some weird bout of sleepwalking, but Tony doesn’t sleepwalk, and from the thoughtful way Tony regards him, Steve knows that Tony is somehow very much awake, which means—

Tony swallows, his eyes wide and alert in a way Steve didn’t think they were capable of being twenty minutes ago. 

“Steve,” he says, the single word carrying too much weight.

the stark-tangled man with a crappy plan by Serinah for AvengersNewB

*At first, it seemed to be an easy job: find the O, secure the O, and hand him over to his guardian and the fiance. Simple. Unfortunately, the omega wasn't onboard. At all.*

OR:

Steve has to return a runaway omega to his guardian Mr. Stane.

Where Lies A Home by XtaticPearl

They're in the middle of the most complicated and risky fight of their lives, placing their bets on a distant memory right now, and basically in deep trouble if the plan doesn't work out. Steve knows he should be stressed and somewhere in the corner of his mind, he is a little. Mostly though, he's having fun and strangely, so is Tony.

Yes, Just Like This by gottalovev

Tony wakes up in a hospital on another planet missing his memories of the last eleven years. It's now 2023, and he learns the Avengers saved half the universe. Unfortunately, not everything he forgot is good news.

(An Endgame Alternate Universe AND Civil-War fix-it and get together story, weaved through a space road trip with Steve, Carol and Nebula. Complete but cut in 5 chapters for ease of reading.)

messages from the stars by Thahire

Steve's not expecting to find anything remotely of interest when he steps into Macy’s, of all places, in a last-ditch effort to find a present for Tony.

Somehow, he ends up leaving with an engagement ring.

Still Got It by KandiSheek 

Ever since Tony's close call in their battle against Thanos Steve treats him like he's going to break at the slightest pressure. He won't so much as look at the bionic arm either. So Tony takes matters into his own hands to prove that he can still handle himself just fine.

Soul Searching (The Hop, Skip, Jump Remix) by navaan

Tony lives a peaceful life in Irondale and then Steve Rogers drifts into town. It's the beginning of a romance — and not all is what it seems.

Code Icarus by FestiveFerret

Steve Rogers hates falling, but he hates being caught even more.

Truths, Lies and the Tipping Point by BlackEyedGirl

The news report seems more interested in the argument between the team during the fight than the way they eventually won. And then it gets worse.

Me in You by Captain_Panda

What if J.A.R.V.I.S. was Tony?

That is, what if a lonely genius Velveteen Rabbited his computer program into a real being instead of just his own thoughts talking back at him?

A deep dive into a broken psyche, contemplating Tony's loneliness, J.A.R.V.I.S.'s protectiveness, and the mother of all broken genius families. Mostly because Howard Stark never hugged his son.

Depthless by Captain_Panda

"Depthless: (1) unfathomably deep; (2) shallow and superficial."

Weeks after defrosting Captain America, S.H.I.E.L.D. finds Steve Rogers lying at the bottom of a pool. Assumptions are made. They have no idea what they are dealing with.

Meanwhile, Tony Stark, the man-in-the-spotlight, has demons lurking off-radar that are literally filling his lungs with water.

Ignoring either problem was never an option. This is the story of Steve Rogers and Tony Stark's collision course.

For What It's Worth by Captain_Panda

S.H.I.E.L.D. thaws out Captain America, expecting a combat-ready soldier to greet them.

They get Steve Rogers instead, a broken artist who turns to the violin for salvation.

hold your fire by JenTheSweetie

He watched Tony eat an entire steak and listened to him talk about the work he was doing on the Milano while he downed glass after glass of expensive scotch. Just as Steve was about to suggest they head back to the jet, Tony finished his last glass, put it down firmly, and said, "I want to blow you."

Steve stared at him.

"Let's get a hotel room," Tony said, like that was that, and somehow - and Steve never could explain how, not then and not now and not later - it was.

Say It Now by ishipallthings 

“I’m glad you’re here, Tony,” Steve tells him. It’s not everything he wants to say, but it’s enough.

Steve thinks it might be one of the most important things he’s ever said.

(Steve and Tony have a conversation the night before the time heist. Maybe second chances aren’t impossible after all.)

a hop, skip, and a jump by IronSwordStarShield (SweetFanfics)

“Before I go, I was wondering if I could ask you some questions.”

“About?” they ask they return the stone to its place.

“Timelines. Alternate realities.”

--

Steve returns the stones to their rightful places in time, gets his dance with Peggy, and then embarks on a whole new search.

Give Me Just A Little More Time by Robin_tCJ 

Spoilers for Avengers: Endgame. A full summary will live in the author’s notes, so you have to click to read it, but the premise is that this is technically canon divergent in the sense that I’m treating it as… a few deleted scenes in the middle, there. It’ll only make sense if you’ve seen the movie, and if you haven’t seen the movie it will definitely spoil you for it. Written in kind of a sketchy, lots-of-really-short-scenes style.

falling like the stars by complicationstoo

When Tony starts at MIT, he's excited to finally be in the same city as his older brother, Bucky, again. Then he meets Bucky's roommate and best friend Steve Rogers and falls faster than he would have ever thought possible.

[byliever]

So you agree that it looks like they’re setting mikeven up for endgame most likely 😓

Oh, God no. Mileven is dead and is practically already buried at this point.

Have you noticed the recent uptick in people who have begun to realize how toxic the relationship is? As much as I might have disliked Season 4, I do think it was effective at showing the general audience that Mileven has never really been in love. Both Mike and Eleven have never really loved each other. They like the ideas they have of each other. Mike is in love with the superhero who landed on his front lawn (his own fucking words, which is the really sad thing) and El has been in love with the knight in shining armor who protected her and kept her safe from the Bad Men. They have idealized pictures of each other, and being confronted with the reality of who they both were means the relationship was effectively dead on arrival.

Mileven was NEVER going to work. I don't think the show would ever end with them being together/endgame. It would be a little too...well, weird. Problematic.

Let me clarify my response to the last ask you sent.

I never said Byler wasn't going to be endgame. Even a casual perusal of all the subtext shows that they appear to be moving in that direction.

Here's the thing.

I don't trust the writers to do what's good for the show. I don't trust the writers to do what the subtext says.

Season 4 (Volume 2 in particular) was an absolute clusterfuck. We thought Byler was going to get decent content. Instead, what we got was Will Byers playing cheerleader to prop up Mileven while he clearly was dealing with the fact that he had a crush on the boy who was dating his sister.

We got a Mike Wheeler who has become so apathetic to anything besides Eleven that he doesn't notice the fact that his supposed best friend is sobbing when he's sitting like...three feet away. Doesn't question the fact that he's crying while he's explaining the painting to him. Look, I get that it's sort of popular to say that Mike is some oblivious, stupid guy who doesn't know anything about what's going on around him, but he's NOT this dumb ffs. Season 1 and 2 Mike was smart. The sock puppet he's been reduced to in Season 3 and 4 has made his character unrecognizable.

What I'm trying to say here is: fuck canon. I honestly don't care anymore. I still ship Byler. I always will. I love the characters of Mike and Will (they're real characters, not...whatever the fuck Season 3 and 4 had going on).

So...is Byler endgame? Maybe. Hopefully.

Is Mileven? Hopefully not.

Who knows?

[basilbutt]

Rainbow In The Dark- My Steddie Manifesto

-Basilface 🤡🌱

Prologue

Ever since they lost to Vecna, the party’s lives have become literal hell on earth. Everyone save for their little group of resistance fled town the second shit hit the fan, and then the government had quickly swept in, boarding them in with miles upon miles of barricades.

The party split up into three headquarter stations so they could keep a better eye on activity in the town.

Group 1, stationed at Hopper’s cabin, consists of Nancy, Jonathan, Will, Mike and Murray. Group 2 is boarded up in Steve’s house: including himself, Robin, Dustin, Lucas, and, as far as the kids are concerned, some weird Russian dude Murray and Joyce apparently befriended in their mission to rescue Hop and escape back to America.

Yuri seems content to just sort of hang around, cackling to himself and eating sugary, overly processed snacks, vaguely claiming that it’s better than the alternative for him.

Group 3 is in Hawkin’s lab, supporting their superhuman friend in her quest to train and bulk up her powers before she inevitably faces her nemesis again.

This time, she promises, she will not lose.

Joyce and Hopper, the group’s adopted parental figures, are there to make sure no one takes advantage of Eleven and to keep an eye on Max, who’s still recovering from multiple broken bones and adjusting to having lost her eyesight in her recent brush with death.

Like bristling guard dogs, they all protect her from the coldly smiling lab rats that can’t seem to wait to get their hands on her, and see just how much of El’s psychic ability imprinted on her when the other girl was able to enter her mindscape and resuscitate her with her powers.

Each station also has a team of armed guards posted outside at all times, just for good measure. Nothing has happened yet, the town eerily still and quiet as Vecna regains his strength, preparing for the endgame.

Will has said that he can feel him resting, healing, plotting, his big brown eyes swimming with dread and fear.

Chapter 1- A Rainbow In The Dark

Henry Creel flies over the inter-dimensional wasteland that he now calls home; his prison and his salvation, the only thing that’s ever truly understood him.

Empty, cruel, and full of limitless potential, this unholy place and the mysterious power inside of it has become something like his friend over their years together. His true family, better than those frail humans that once tried to dupe and suppress him. The ones that used him, and tortured him, controlled him.

The girl was like him too. She could have been his friend, his family, but she was too weak. Too much like them. He tried to help her, to make her see, and instead she just looked at him the way that his mother and father once did. With fear, and disappointment. And then, worse than any of them, she cast him away into nothingness, into this purgatory, and unknowingly set him free.

He was so close to destroying her. Her, and all of the children surrounding her like a living shield, fueling her power much the way the Mist fuels his. He did not anticipate these small, extremely annoying humans to be so difficult to exterminate. Worse than cockroaches, the little pests never give up, and they’re only growing smarter and more powerful as time goes on.

They did bring him some of his favorite toys, though, including the little beauty they’d left here like trash the last time they’d invaded his sanctum and very nearly destroyed him. This one, Eddie, he was called, was the only one he was able to kill. The poor fool had gone off on his own, sacrificing himself to allow the torch bearers to scurry to safety while Henry claimed the boy for himself.

With his new enhancements, Eddie is by far his finest creation. He’s the perfect vessel: strong, susceptible, sustainable. He’s graceful; beautiful, even, with his long, sable curls and his wide eyes, his slender stature. His pale skin is decorated with inky symbols, creatures, just like Henry’s. His very favorite, the spider, adorns the boy’s chest like a beacon; the mark of their connection. Prey become predator.

His distracted musing is interrupted as apprehension prickles over the back of his neck, drawing his attention to something below. Down by one of his gates, buried in the wreckage of the dilapidated trailer park where he’d found his new body, something metallic catches the light in a strange way; fascinating him. Immediately suspicious, he flies down to investigate.

The thing is long, weapon-like, fit with wiry strings and gleaming knobs. Ugly, really, yet for some reason, Henry feels something deep inside himself stirring at the sight of it.

As soon as his fingers brush across the strings, recognition that does not belong to him floods through his borrowed body like a tidal wave, consuming him. Eddie, the boy he’d thought was long since silenced, bobs to the surface, gasping for air and thrashing for purchase, pulling Henry under.

He doesn’t have time to wonder how it happened, or to be excited. He can barely think, it’s so hard just to hold on to himself. Nails scratch at the inside of his skull as the monster screams, fighting for control back over his body.

Wracked with feverish anxiety and desperate to keep him out, Eddie does the first thing he can think of and scrambles through the debris to find his tape player, shakily throwing on a pair of headphones and shoving in the first tape he can get his hands on.

“Rainbow In The Dark” by Dio plays, and he laughs at the perfect irony for a moment before hurrying toward the gate that had opened up in what was once his home, egged on by the driving bass and fantastical, oscillating sound of synths blasting in his ears.

“When there’s lightning,

You know it always brings me down,

‘Cause its free,

and I see that it’s me,

Who’s lost and never found”

Monsters converge on him, surrounding him, and he smirks as he shreds them to pieces, knowing he’s by far the most lethal thing in this place beside his master. Once he gets an opportunity, he charges for the gate, only to be knocked flat on his ass as if he’d hit a thick pane of glass.

“I cry out for magic,

I feel it dancing in the light,

It was cold, I lost my hold

To the shadows of the night,

No sign of the morning coming,

You've been left on your own,

Like a rainbow in the dark,

A rainbow in the dark”

Panic wells inside of him as he desperately tries to break through, yelling his head off in case there’s someone, anyone, on the other side who can hear him. Come on, this can’t be it.

“Do your demons,

do they ever let you go?

When you've tried,

do they hide, deep inside?

Is it someone that you know?

You're just a picture,

you're an image caught in time,

We're a lie, you and I,

We're words without a rhyme”

His screams unfortunately only attract more of the creatures, and soon he’s up to his ears in snarling, snapping beasts. Icy waves of despair douse him and seep into his heart, extinguishing the little flame of hope that had only just began to glow.

“There's no sign of the morning coming,

You've been left on your own,

Like a rainbow in the dark,

Just a rainbow in the dark, yeah”

He’s trapped. He’ll never get out, and no one will ever have even known he was here. And then Vecna will use him to kill them.

His loved ones' faces flash through his mind, and he agonizes over each one, already mourning them, disgusted with himself for what he’ll have no choice but to do. His poor, lost little sheep, he laments, tears pouring down his face as he fights for his life, as the monsters slowly overtake him.

“When I see lightning,

you know it always brings me down,

'Cause it's free, and I see that it's me,

Who's lost and never found,

Feel the magic,

I feel it floating in the air,

But it's fear, and you'll hear,

It calling you beware,

Look out!”

Mike, Lucas, Max… and Dustin. He winces at the thought of hurting the younger boy, who’s become something like a little brother to him. Nancy, and Robin, both so kind and brave. Steve. He sighs, a sharp, wistful dagger of pain twisting in his aching heart.

“There's no sight of the morning coming,

There's no sight of the day,

You've been left on your own,

Like a rainbow,

Like a rainbow in the dark, yeah”

Especially Steve, he thinks, grieving the missed opportunity there. The other man’s warm, honey brown eyes are the last thing he sees before one of the monsters crush his tape player and darkness swallows him whole.

“You're a rainbow in the dark,

Just a rainbow in the dark,

No sign of the morning,

You're a rainbow in the-”

[jennajaeger]

So I don’t normally talk about my OCs on here very much, but I got inspired by @starleska to actually talk a little bit about the OCs I have to ship with some of my F/Os!! Yes they are all still essentially self-inserts and meant to be lived through vicariously, but they’re still my girls and I love them :3 Plus I think it would be fun to give you guys a little bit of a glimpse into the stories I have for my F/Os!!

Liesel Halle & Eren Jaeger, Attack On Titan

Liesel is often considered to be “the flower of the Survey Corps” because while she’s not a member of the squad (her older sister, Isolde, holds a high rank and she’s shipped with Levi, but that’s another story :P), she’s always helping out and is great for morale -- not to mention she’s the only person who can get Eren to SIMMER DOWN sometimes XD It’s cute to track the growth of their relationship as they go from teenagers to adults, and how devoted they ultimately become to each other. Not to mention how Liesel almost has a parallel arc of descending into darkness right alongside her paramour :P She’s ready to murder people for her mans if it comes down to it, AND IT OFTEN DOES.

Gianna “Gigi” Knightleigh & Jonathan Sims, The Magnus Archives

I have SUCH a soft spot for Jon and Gigi’s relationship, because it so closely mirrors my own feelings towards Jon as a character :P Gigi was hand-picked by Elias to work at the Institute as an intern, and at first she didn’t like Jon at all XD She thought he was a stuffy, pompous windbag and was endlessly frustrated by his skepticism. There was ENDLESS sarcastic banter between the two of them, and then y’know, season two happened :P And that’s where the shift in their dynamic happens. Gigi realizes firsthand that Jon isn’t ignorant, he’s TERRIFIED. She becomes the only person he allows himself to really turn to in all of this, and that’s when they really become close :P And she becomes FIERCELY protective of him when everyone else starts to turn on him, even when it becomes clear that Jon isn’t human. I’m also pretty sure Elias chose her specifically BECAUSE she would end up being so supportive of Jon, and despite her vulnerabilities he’s actively protecting her from ending up as a target of any of the other Entities :P 

Jenna Campbell & Wanda Maximoff, Marvel Cinematic Universe

Shocking that my MCU themed OC is the most blatantly self-insert-y of the bunch :P Irony being that this SHIELD agent fell for Wanda’s twin brother Pietro first, and the two of them came together in their shared grief after he was killed during their mission. This led to the two of them becoming close friends, and then Jenna developing some more-than-friends feelings for Wanda that she largely kept to herself because of Wanda’s burgeoning courtship with Vision :P But she’s always been willing to do just about anything for Wanda, to the point where getting her back was largely Jenna’s motivation post-Infinity War. But after Endgame, the world was broken, and they all had their own traumas to cope with, and Jenna didn’t realize that Wanda was isolating herself to an unhealthy degree until it was too late for her to directly intervene. She never stopped fighting to find Wanda again though, especially in the direct aftermath of Westview. As it stands, the future of their story is uncertain, but hopefully their paths will ultimately cross again......

Nyx Hopper & Eddie Munson & Chrissy Cunningham, Stranger Things

Nyx has become one of my more prominent OCs!! She’s the adoptive older sister of Eleven, and the two of them were brought up in the Hawkins lab together -- though because she was older, Nyx was put into a caretaker role towards the younger kids. She ended up escaping from the lab and being forced to leave El behind, though they found their way back to each other. When she first started attending Hawkins High, Nyx was withdrawn and quiet, and she was inspired to come out of her shell more and be unapologetically herself (as well as embracing the goth subculture) by watching Eddie do the same thing :P And so she’s harbored a crush on him ever since. She also ended up becoming close to Chrissy after they met by pure circumstance; Chrissy is the only member of the “popular” crowd to give Nyx a chance, and Nyx has the empathy that encourages Chrissy to open up to her :3 And yes, she does have similar telekinetic abilities to El, and an even stronger connection to the Upside Down..... :P 

Jacaera Velaryon & Aemond Targaryen, House of the Dragon

gonna put a content warning here for canon-typical incest

Jacaera is the only living daughter of Rhaenyra Targaryen; with her father purported to be Laenor Velaryon, but her biological father is in fact Harwin Strong :P She’s the older sister of Jacaerys, Lucerys, and Joffrey, though she knows her brothers will always come first in the line of succession, and has to grapple with this as her mother once did before her. Like her brothers, she also grew up in close proximity to Alicent’s children; Rhaenyra’s half-siblings Aegon, Helaena, and Aemond. Despite the fact that he’s technically her uncle, the two are so close in age they grew up seeing each other as peers, especially with Helaena being betrothed to her own elder brother Aegon at an early age. Jacaera was the only one of Rhaenyra’s children who was never cruel to Aemond, and this on top of their common interests fostered a closeness between the two of them. As they meet each other again in adulthood, the two of them face the prospect of being the future of their respective branches of the Targaryen family line.....and coming into their own in war rather than in love :P (the ~drama~ with these two is real)

“Valkyrie” & Johnny Silverhand, Cyberpunk 2077

Ah, Valkyrie, my V!! I’ve talked about her and her dynamic with Johnny a bit before, but I will take every opportunity to talk about them more :P She comes from a Corpo family, and she was always kind of the family disappointment. (Admittedly, being a Samurai fangirl and openly crushing on a dead rockstar who was also most definitely a domestic terrorist didn’t do her any favors either :P) At first, she worked hard to try and prove herself, but after unceremoniously losing her cushy job, she’s gone full “fuck it” and uses her Corpo knowledge as a force for chaos XD Admittedly, having your old celeb crush in your head and hearing them (at least at first) reaffirm everything your abusive mom ever told you is kind of a head trip :P Though Valkyrie ends up personally trusting Johnny a lot more off the bat than the game establishes, their banter is amazing and he’ll obviously never admit how much he actually likes her, or how important she becomes to him down the line. Eventually their relationship becomes borderline codependent in the most delicious way, and though V has her girl gang (Judy, Panam, Claire, and Lizzy), there’s really nothing she and Johnny won’t do for each other <3 

Nova & Vash the Stampede & Nicholas D. Wolfwood, Trigun Stampede 2023

Stampede is one of those shows that imo is just.....nigh on perfection so I tend to struggle to find holes in the narrative that I can put my OC into :P That being said, Nova is a darling :3 I may not be able to give her any special powers or any significant arc as of yet, however sometimes it’s just enough for her to be there for the boys in those little in between moments, to give them the love and affection they both so desperately need <3 

Naomi “Nighthawk” Kanda & Touya “Dabi” Todoroki, My Hero Academia

Ah, Naomi, my baby girl <3 She has such a special place in my heart and so does this relationship :P Her Quirk is called Swerve, the ability to alter the trajectory of any projectile she throws or that is thrown toward her; including her own body. She once had aspirations of becoming a Pro Hero back in her UA days, when she was young and naive. But of course, she had the idealistic preconceptions of what being a hero is like completely shattered for her when she went on a mission that went very, very bad. She failed to save a child whom had been abducted, and in her blind fury and grief she murdered the man who was responsible. Now she’s considered a vigilante and delivers her own form of justice to the most heinous of criminals, and operates under the moniker “Nighthawk” :P (Her family also had ties to the Yakuza but THAT’S another story XD) She ended up getting on the radar of the League of Villains, and will even sometimes work with them on and off, but she has her own agenda by and large. She also has a chronic case of “I can fix him” disorder and by god it’s incurable XD

Melody Thyme & Wally Darling, Welcome Home ARG

Melody is a somewhat new addition to my roster of OCs, and since there’s still so little we know about the “canon” of Welcome Home, she’s kind of still in development, but I am attached to her regardless XD Her name is a pun off of the title of the little-known Disney animated musical anthology film, Melody Time, which was one of my childhood faves :P She’s a guest star puppet character in the world of the Welcome Home show, she runs a dress shop in town and has dreams of one day becoming a singer; and she often has song spots that she sometimes shares with Wally :P Her whole aesthetic is very Loretta Lynn and June Carter Cash. The darkness behind her character is in all likelihood tied to just how HARD it was to be a woman in the entertainment industry in the late 60s and early 70s. I also have this fun, cute, and somewhat sad headcanon that throughout her appearances on the show, she was continually working on what would ultimately turn out to be a wedding dress, and that the show was cancelled before she had a chance to wear it.

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[update] not enough blood to satisfy

pseud: retrowaves • stranger things + the outsiders (book + film) • past dallas winston/ponyboy curtis, currently jim hopper/ponyboy curtis (but isn't endgame) • chapter 2 of ?  • rating is m • cw: canon typical child abuse of eleven by brenner, also is omegaverse

The Black surrounds her when Eleven opens her eyes. That's simply what it is: a black expanse that extends everywhere around her, unceasing for the most part. This is a place she's only been entering the past few years, and something about the Black is comforting.

No one can see her here: not the cameras, not the guards, not Papa. Sometimes, she doesn't mind that Papa can't see her here; other times, she wishes he were here to protect her, to wrap his arms around her as best as he could.

But the Black held little physical sensations for her — touch wasn't real, and there were no scents here. What she could do was hear and see, and as she goes forward into the Black, her Papa's voice comes in that half muffled sound that it always does, "Very good, Eleven. Now, I want you to look for the first target. You have five minutes." (read on AO3)

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Alright here's my Stranger Things Vol 2. Reaction and Predictions for Season 5 (SPOILERS AHEAD):

I was overwhelmed and underwhelmed by Vol 2. I feel like we got way more from Vol 1. but I feel like Vol 2. set us up for Season 5's time jump. I'm excited about this cause it will allow for everyone to adjust to the cast growing up and have their characters be more close in age to them. I'm also excited cause all of gang is back together after 2 seasons of being split up.

The main reason I love Stranger Things is because it pays such great homage to classic horror films. For me, the end of Vol 2. and the upcoming Season 5 is giving me It vibes. It's a perfect way to approach their "Endgame" last season, meet Stephen King's aesthetics, and finalize everything.

With that in mind, Vecna isn't dead. His physical form was destroyed but his mind and soul are very much alive so he needs a new host and who better than our lovable and traumatized boy Will? Will survived in the Upside Down before so it shows he has the power and resiliency to better adapt and withstand everything pertaining to it; however, he's been through so much neglect and abuse throughout his entire life making him a more prone target to Vecna's curse and he already has somewhat of a connection with Vecna already being able to sense and feel him. This show started with Will and it's going to end with Will. Whether Will willingly (ha) let's Vecna take him over cause he's had enough of being treated like dirt/not being accepted for who he really is by his friends and lives long enough to become the villain OR is in a power struggle with Vecna to regain control of himself, it will give Will's character more purpose again and explain his connection with Vecna. While Will is a perfect host for Vecna, I also feel Will is his horcrux as well so essentially you can't kill Vecna without killing Will which will be GUTWRENCHING.

I also feel El will die trying to kill Vecna/Will or protecting Will in the end. I just don't see her character living a normal life after all this is said and done with Mike which I want to get into next and after everything with Brenner because even though Mike confessed he loved her and El used that power to free herself from Vecna, El still chose not to tell Mike everything that happened with fighting Vecna and trying to save Max. Also like how it starts and ends with Will, I feel it starts and ends with Eleven as well.

The queerbaiting for Vol 2 was frustrating but not surprising. I was expecting a little a bit but not Will sobbing after consoling and advising Mike who didn't even seem to acknowledge his friends help or that he was upset. I mean this was the 80's and lgbtq people back then really had nothing. I do feel Mike has been a douche since season 3. Look at how he treated El then. But Mike and Will remind me a lot of Richie and Eddie from It. I think Will confessing his feelings for him will be a slow build throughout Season 5 but I unfortunately feel it will be a final confession whether it be because Will sacrifices himself to stop Vecna and save his friends and Hawkins OR asks his friends to kill him because it's the only way to stop Vecna and save them and Hawkins along with that he's had enough or lived his life as best as he could. Like Eddie, Mike wouldn't realize what he had until it's gone. If he loses El too, it would really be the character development he needs to get over himself and do Will or El justice however the Duffer Brothers decide to approach Mike's response to Will's feelings.

Overall, I'm hopeful for Season 5. I hope everyone gets the closure and character development they need and however it goes, the show has been great due to this awesome cast throughout. Sadie since she was introduced in season 3, Caleb with his gutwrenching performance in the season 4 finale, Gaten and Noah since the beginning, Joe being the best stepdad/babysitter, and all the other awesome characters we got introduced to (even though they deserved way better) like Eddie, Bob, Billy, Alexei, Chrissy, etc. I know this show is going to go out with a bang.

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Online Heartaches | IzuToshi | III

Summary: Toshi is feeling used and hurt while patrolling one night so he decides to air his complaints on his private Twitter account.

Notes:

Ignore all Dates and Times

All Photos found on Pinterest, I don't own them, credits to all the owners

This has Twitter, text messages, and there will be bits of story as well.

This is IzuToshi endgame with Denki being a dick and Kyoka is kinda stuck in the middle too.

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Part Eleven: Reinforcements

Hitoshi rolls his eyes at the explosions before he switches over to Kyoka’s messages, noticing she’d responded.

Part Twelve: Snitched On

Part Thirteen: ~story part~ Beginning Of The End

Hitoshi groans as he rests his forehead on his wooden door, eyes rereading the messages from Izuku. /annoying Blasty, snitching on him to the greenbean./

He feels a heady sort of warmth burning in his stomach at the knowledge that Izuku is trying to help Katsuki protect him, that Izuku really cares that much, but then he’s mentally kicking himself.

“You’re nothing more than his friend, you know that.” whispers Hitoshi to himself.

See, the reason Hitoshi didn’t deny Denki’s asshole comments on his Twitter is because Denki knows how Hitoshi feels about Izuku.

Denki knew that from the start.

When Denki told him how he felt about Kyoka, lamenting at how she’d never see him as more than a friend, Hitoshi reciprocated the secret sharing and told him about how he felt for Izuku.

And Denki blew a harsh breath out of his mouth, and said, “Dude, that’s one friendzone you’ll never escape.”

Hitoshi shakes his head to rid himself of the gut-wrenching memory of just how big an ass Denki has turned out to be.

“Oh look, it’s the greenbean here to save his little purple bastard boyfriend. Oh wait, Hitoshi’s the one who wants that while you string him along and pretend you’re not seeing Ochako.” Hitoshi hears Denki spewing bullshit, and he can’t help but to open his door despite the text.

“I’m not dating Ochako, you know that! She’s dating Tsu! Why are you being such a dick right now?” asks Izuku as he stands between Denki and Katsuki, seemingly holding Katsuki and his exploding hands back.

“Because Hitoshi ruined my relationship! So, now, I’m going to ruin any future relationship he could have with the person he’s wanted for years. Hitoshi is stupidly in love with you despite the fact that you’re straight and not interested in anyone because you’re taken!” screams Denki harshly, anger pouring off him in bright electrical surges.

Hitoshi gasps harshly, loud as he draws their attention to him, but he ignores the outing to glare at Denki, his own anger forcing his words out, “And what the fuck do you think you’re saying right now?”

“The truth! You love him, and he’ll never love you back. That’s why we were sleeping together, why you were all upset when I dropped your ass, and why you chose to ruin my relationship. Because you know Izuku will never love you like that.” sneers Denki harshly, his anger coming off him in electrical waves of palpable energy that makes Hitoshi flinch.

But Hitoshi pulls himself together, latches onto the strand of control Denki had given him, and he commands, “Stop using your quirk.”

Denki’s eyes glaze over, and his quirk stops going berserk. Hitoshi took control, but he doesn’t want to look at Izuku, doesn’t want to see it.

“Someone get him home, please.” says Hitoshi quietly, trying to avoid seeing the disgust he knows is written all over Izuku’s face now that Denki shouted his feelings to them.

“Hey, Eyebags, why don’t you fuckin look at us? Hah?!” calls Katsuki in a growl.

Hitoshi looks then, looks past those green curls and that freckled face to meet narrowed red eyes and a smirk.

“What do you want from me, Blasty?” asks Hitoshi softly, confused and deadpan.

“I want you to hear the nerd out.” says Katsuki plainly and Hitoshi’s eyes move.

He doesn’t even think twice before he’s glancing at Izuku who’s mouth opens at that exact moment, and he’s frozen as Izuku speaks.

“Hitoshi, Hitoshi is that true? Do you- Are you- are you really in love with me? Is Denki being genuine?” asks Izuku meekly as he steps forward.

He’s not as far as he was before, and Hitoshi is scared of the closing distance as he gulps harshly and whispers, “It’s true.”

“Hitoshi, I- I love you too, I’m in love with you too. I never thought you could ever see me as anything more than a friend, I-” Izuku cuts himself off.

He stops his own rambling as he steps closer, and Hitoshi turns wide purple eyes on shining green orbs.

“Will you go on a date with me in a week?” asks Izuku quietly just before a loud beeping sounds from what Hitoshi knows is Izuku’s pager. “I’m sorry, I have to- Oh, they-“

“It’s okay, Izu, we can talk more about our first date later. Go be a kickass hero, I’ll message you before I go in tonight.” says Hitoshi a bit boldly as he winks at Izuku, chuckling as those freckled cheeks turn red.

“I- Ye-Yes, I will, you can, yes! T-talk to you later!” stammers Izuku before he’s powering up and taking off out of the building, disappearing from sight.

“Wow, you two are going to be disgustingly cute together like Hanta and Momo are. Yuck. Anyhow, I’ll deal with zappy.” says Katsuki with an eye roll as he makes his way down the hall.

“Thanks, Blasty.” replies Hitoshi with a soft shake of his head as Katsuki hoists Denki over his shoulder and silently walks away, a singular, half-hearted wave of his hand as his response. “I can’t believe all of that happened, and I managed to get a date with Izu.”

The end! 💚💜

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BnHA Chapter 309: Gotta Go My Own Way

Previously on BnHA: Muscular was all “well if it isn’t the protagonist on his solo journey of self-discovery, for some reason I’m unironically glad I get to fight you!” Deku was all “hey Muscular before I finish kicking your ass would you please take a moment to answer these two survey questions? Question one, do you regret being a total piece of shit? And question two, if you could do anything at all in the world other than being a total piece of shit, would you?” Muscular was all, “pfft, no and no.” Deku was all, “thanks buddy, your feedback helps make me a better hero, here’s a coupon for fifteen percent off your next ass-whooping.” Then he whooped his ass.

Today on BnHA: Deku is all “what up All Might can you believe you’ve been here this entire time?” All Might is all “I sure can since that’s literally my catch phrase, anyway how are your magic movie 1 gauntlets holding up?” Deku is all “they’re holding up fine, how are Hawks, Endeavor, and Best Jeanist doing?” Hawks, Endeavor, and Best Jeanist are all “we, your fellow co-conspirators, are also doing fine, thanks for asking!” Flashback!Deku is all “anyway so I secretly have All Might’s quirk and the most dangerous people in the world are after me, so sorry mom but that’s why I’m dropping out of school.” Inko is all “I CAN’T ACCEPT THAT” while totally accepting it. All Might is all “I GUESS WE’LL JUST HAVE TO GO ALONG WITH IT SINCE I DON’T FEEL LIKE TRYING TO STOP HIM.” Hawks, Jeanist, and Endeavor, as previously mentioned, are all “yeah that sounds like a good plan”, and Gran is all “see ya kid, don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.” So basically everyone in the entire world has suddenly teamed up with Deku to defeat AFO, except for the one person whose entire foreshadowed endgame is “teaming up with Deku to defeat AFO.” O Kacchan where art thou.

dear tumblr image limit: okay look. you don’t like me, and I don’t like you. but just as an experiment, I’m gonna try writing this recap with as few images as possible and we’ll see how it goes

(ETA: spoilers for how it went: it didn’t, lol.)

oh my god WHY ARE WE OPENING WITH MORE KETSUBUTSU ACADEMY KIDS.ffs we’d better at least finally get some Ms. Joke content out of this

(ETA: seriously who do I have to bribe.)

so these two KB kids who no one cares about are watching Deku leap away from the scene after dispatching Muscular. but more importantly wtf is this chapter title omg. “I can’t stay being a child” so that’s how it is huh. we’re gonna have feels and we’re going to like them. well then

oh my god he’s hauling Muscular away dhfksklfkh okay this is gonna have to be our first image because I can’t fucking help myself. look at this

just. Deku is so tiny and he’s carting away this massive unconscious lump of a man like it’s nothing why is this so funny to me. it’s like when people buy furniture, and they don’t want to pay extra for delivery and so they’re like, “I can definitely fit this king-sized mattress in the back of my compact sedan if I fold the fucking seat down, idk.” and they refuse to be talked out of it, and the next thing you know you’re watching them drive home with their open trunk door haphazardly tied down with bungee cords, and somehow it fucking works. because it turns out the compact sedan has super strength

anyway for SOME REASON now Horikoshi is all “have fun with that Deku, meanwhile we now return you to your regularly scheduled SHINDOU CONTENT” whyyyyyy

look at this. we’re really using up a whole fucking entire page on everyone arguing over who gets the honor of carrying Shindou

love how the civilians are all, “shit lol is this actually our fault?? quick, how do we play this off all casual like we were the reasonable parties here all along”

turns out all it took to finally get them to listen was making them watch while a kid got his insides ground into a pulp because of their stupidity!! what a heartwarming conclusion to this little standoff

anyways THANK GOD we’re cutting back to Deku now!! well actually we’re cutting back to Muscular who is being dropped off at the police precinct, good bye and good riddance lol

so Deku’s leaving him there and bounding away and okjdlSKFJLKJDSL OH MY GOD

no fucking way. no fucking way this little jaunt is All Might-sanctioned and approved. are you serious?? then who else is in on this?? what the hell is going on

so All Might is just WAITING FOR HIM IN AN ALLEY FFF WHO ARE YOU, JIM GORDON. or would Alfred be a better analogy here?? but like, Alfred if he ditched the suit for a moto jacket and shades

this new ensemble of All Might’s may or may not severely impact my ability to take this forthcoming conversation seriously; please stand by

also, quite the spectacular landing there, Deku. seriously lol what was that

“HOW ARE YOUR LIMBS” “THANKS TO YOU THEY’RE COMPLETELY FINE” I’M SORRY WHAT

LOL WHAT. “THANKS TO THE POWER OF THESE MAGIC GLOVES” OH I SEE THAT EXPLAINS IT

are these the same gauntlets from the first movie, then? well that’s all well and good, except that now there’s going to be more Deku Discourse than fucking ever lol. so if it’s all the same to you guys, I’m gonna once again go ahead and declare this week’s post a discourse-free zone, at least when it comes to the specific discourse of Deku’s merits as a MC, and the impact that him kicking ass and having working arms has on said merits. this has been something of a low mental energy week for me, so I’d rather reserve the energy I do have for more fun topics, such as All Might’s bitchin’ leather jacket

anyway so All Might’s saying that the gauntlets will help reinforce Deku’s arms, but they can’t withstand OFA at 100%. so basically it’s a support item designed to maintain the status quo lol. we’re basically in the same situation we were before, arm-capability-wise

homg All Might’s getting a call. time to see who else is in on Operation: Deku Alone?? or not so alone for that matter

omg

HI HAWKS, WHERE ARE YOUR WINGS

(ETA: seriously are they really gone for good?? why would he even be back on active duty then?? does he have his own American ex-boyfriend who can hook him up with exclusive support items?? dammit Horikoshi we want answers.)

looks like Jeanist and Endeavor are teaming up as well, just like they said they would. I would gladly follow this trio around all day long tbh

is this the same giant villain from the very first chapter??

looks like it to me, and it would tie in with that callback from the end of chapter 306. we all thought that was Muscular, but maybe it was this guy, and Deku left these three to deal with him while he ran off to take Muscular down

oh my god now Deku is running off again just like that

kids these days

ffffff I have not had nearly enough sleep to follow along with whatever tf Hawks is talking about here sob

like, is he trying to say that All Might is keeping Deku’s whereabouts unknown to anyone except for him?? in order to keep him safe?? but Hawks is pointing out that that’s a bad strategy and probably won’t do shit against AFO and it’s better if he lets Deku work with the rest of them?

(ETA: so @hanashimas​’ translation makes a lot more sense -- it’s not All Might who’s being overprotective, but Deku. in other words he’s trying not to drag All Might into his battles. and in addition Hawks is saying that their strategy is to take the offensive and go after AFO themselves rather than wait for him to come to them. which I’m not too sure about myself, but that’s another topic for another day.)

btw I can’t help thinking how much better this entire conversation would be if All Might was still wearing his sunglasses. put them back on my dude. it’s not too late. embrace your inner badass

DKLJSLDKFJL FLASHBACK ALERT, FUCKING FINALLY

“turns out, we were just trying to scare you straight. fuck lot of good that did though lol”

also what is this. one true love: the hospital bed. is that a scanlator joke or is Horikoshi actually that funny omg

SKLJDFLJLK

ITSA ME!! omg I love this hospital so much. though it’s sure not helping me in my quest to try and keep this post below ten images. I’m already up to eleven haha r.i.p. to me if tumblr doesn’t get its shit together

whaaaaaat, so he’s saying that Deku’s injuries were external (i.e. Tomura beating the shit out of him) rather than internal this time?? whaaaaat. excuse me but that’s some bullshit lmao. believe me, I was there

okay now he’s going on to explain that Deku’s “internal structure” seems to have been protected from the inside and out, and the corresponding panel seems to be implying that using Blackwhip as a brace paid off. huh

and also that his body is just stronger now?? so I guess he’s better able to withstand the quirk after an additional year of training?? I’M NOT SURE IF I BUY ANY OF THIS LOL but I’m willing to suspend my disbelief

OH MY GOD RED ALERT, INKO IS ASKING ALL MIGHT TO EXPLAIN WTAF DEKU’S QUIRK IS, IS IT FINALLY THAT TIME OMGGGG

SO HE’S EXPLAINING IT TO HER OFF-SCREEN, AND INKO IS JUST LIKE

I GUESS THAT’S FAIR LOL. IT’S TRUE INKO I’M SO SORRY, YOUR SON IS A PROGATONIST R.I.P.

AHHKKJH DEKU ANGST IS IT FINALLY THAT TIME OMGGGGGG

what is this soft pop beat that’s suddenly being pumped in over the speakers. I’VE GOT TO MOVE ON~ AND BE WHO~ I~ AM~~~, I JUST DON’T BELONG HERE, I HOPE YOU UNDERSTAAAAAAAND. also, follow-up question, when is Kacchan finally going to come back so he can jump in with the “WHAT ABOUT US~~~” bridge, huh. come the fuck on, Horikoshi

lmao All Might jesus christ

but given that it’s a stupid-ass decision...

anyway, yes!! finally that sweet, sweet “I don’t want to put anyone else in danger” angst!!

mmm that’s good angst Brent. Kacchan with center panel honors as usual, you love to see it. anyways though who do I have to yell at to get Deku a goddamn HUG around here seriously

so Inko is of course reacting with panic, and sensibly saying that she doesn’t approve of Deku’s “RUN AWAY AND FIGHT THE BAD GUYS ALL ON MY OWN, DON’T WORRY MOM I’LL JUST GET STRONGER, EASY AS PIE, IT’S A FOOLPROOF STRATEGY” plan

son of a bitch this manipulative green asshole is really gonna sit here and smile fondly at his mom and try to convince her that he’s Not A Little Kid Anymore. the hell you’re not mister

y'all are really just gonna sit there and let him talk you into this?? surely it can’t be that easy??

OH MY GOD

THE FEELS oh my god oh my god. BUT ALSO YOU’RE SERIOUSLY JUST GOING TO COLLAPSE INTO HIS ARMS SOBBING AND LET HIM DO WHATEVER THE FUCK HE WANTS LKJLJLFK. WHERE ARE ALL THE STRICT PARENTS AT?? AIZAWA, GANG ORCA, MITSUKI, SOMEONE PLEASE COME AND TELL DEKU TO SIT HIS ASS THE FUCK DOWN. NOW LISTEN HERE YOUNG MAN!!

“EVEN IF I TRY TO STOP YOU YOU’LL STILL LEAVE” WELL SURE, IF BY “TRY TO STOP HIM” YOU MEAN POLITELY TRY TO TALK HIM OUT OF IT FOR THREE SECONDS. HE’S SIXTEEN WTF WHEN DID HE BECOME THE BOSS OF YOU ALL. SOMEONE NEEDS TO COME AND TELL HIM HE’S GROUNDED

anyway sob so that’s the story of how Deku talked his parents into letting him drop out of school, and even convinced All Might to be his own personal Guy In The Chair. holy shit. this kid really went and rolled a nat 20 and the rest of them had no choice but to fold without argument

meanwhile here’s a panel of Best Jeanist trying to braid his phone into his hair just cuz

I’m dying to know which part of his language he considers to be crude here. you literally didn’t even use a contraction my guy

so now flashback!Deku is talking to Gran in the dark, and Gran is all “can you believe I’m not fucking dead yet lol that’s too funny. anyway, you sure I can’t interest you in killing Tomura after all?? no?? okay then here’s my cape.” truly a heartwarming scene

I’m kind of torn here tbh. on the one hand, my adhd ass wasn’t all that interested in sitting down and having an extended scene between these two when there’s so much else that I want to get to. but on the other hand, even I can admit that cramming this entire reunion into a single page seems just a BIT rushed. idk. like maybe someone can let Horikoshi know it’s a marathon and not a race. Deku didn’t even get any dialogue here, some of us want to know his thoughts!! but anyway

AND JUST LIKE THAT?!

how did all four of them let him con them into this. I literally just watched it happen and I still can’t figure out how. “I GUESS THIS SIXTEEN-YEAR-OLD HIGH SCHOOL DROPOUT IS OUR LEADER NOW” ffflfjf. when Aizawa finds out he’s gonna go apeshit. AND DON’T EVEN GET ME STARTED ON BAKUGOU KATSUKI, WHO I HAVE BEEN ASSURED DOES IN FACT STILL EXIST. WHAT ABOUT USSSSS, WHAT ABOUT EVERYTHING WE’VE BEEN THROUGH. WHAT ABOUT TRUST???! YOU KNOW I NEVER WANTED TO HURT YOUUUUU

btw lol don’t get me wrong, I am enjoying this, and I’m honestly glad Deku’s not alone because that would suck for him! but that said, Hawks and Jeanist have lost any credibility they might have once had as far as being The Responsible Ones, and as for All Might and Endeavor, fucking hell lol. everyone just deposited all of their fucks in a bank somewhere for safekeeping and decided to never look back. godspeed you mad lads

[paladinsbrainrot]

"Go to Hell" - A look at Jancy & Mileven

I think we have established by now that Jancy and Mileven will most likely not end up endgame. I've analyzed previously that Mike and El's relationship will not end up endgame, and there have also been plenty of theories on tumblr about Jancy not being endgame, because of their rocky relationship in s3 (I recommend checking out @kaypeace21′s analyses on that)

But I’ve got a parallel that should help us understand the differences between these two relationships and why they won’t be endgame.

Nancy and Mike (both Wheelers) use a heavy object trying to protect themselves from the Flayed (in Nancy’s case, Bruce, and in Mike’s case, Billy). There are drastic differences between these two scenes. Mike being with a group of people, and attempting to save Eleven.

Whereas Nancy is by herself (with Bruce, of course) attempting to save herself.

Nancy is not saving anyone but herself (she ends up helping Jonathan escape Tom while doing so, but it was not intended. At the time, she did not know that Jonathan needed saving). 

Why parallel Mike saving El to this scene of Nancy when Nancy was saving herself (and not intending to save Jonathan)? 

I feel like this proves that Jancy is not endgame. I posted a while back that when Jancy parallels to Mileven, it’s not a good thing. I recommend checking that out to understand this post a little better. It’s basically the same thing but reversed. To sum up that post shortly, El exiting the Upside Down in 02x02 parallels to when Nancy exits the Upside Down in 01x06. Nancy has Jonathan waiting to save her, while El has nobody.

This ‘go to hell’ parallel also can provide evidence on how Mileven won’t be endgame, because Mike is also saving himself when he saves El from Billy, because once Billy kills El, he’d kill everybody else in that room. (Obviously, Mike was saving El more than himself in that moment, but you get what I mean)

There are two ways you can parallel this scene.

1) Nancy is saving herself, Mike is saving himself/the rest of the Party (Both Mileven and Jancy won’t be endgame)

2) Nancy is saving herself, Mike is saving El (Jancy won’t be endgame)

Either way, Jancy is not endgame.

There have also been more hell association during the show. Like, these scenes:

Hell = Hawkins

So in theory, they’re telling Billy and Bruce to stay in Hawkins, to which they do lol. Bruce’s body turns into the Mind Flayer (which stays in Hawkins) , and Billy continues to flay more people (in Hawkins).

I’d also like to discuss the fire extinguisher that Nancy uses to kill Bruce with. (I don’t know if it’s classified as ‘killing’ when Bruce’s body turns into the Mind Flayer, I just don’t have a better word for it lol). There have been various fire imagery associated with the show like “fireball” (a phrase said by Will), the flames on Will’s cloak in his Will The Wise drawing, firemen and fire trucks picking Will’s fake body out of the quarry, and obviously the mystery guy near the car on fire in the recent ST4 sneak peak. If this guy is Will, than this scene is related to Will somehow.

Will has been Flayed before, and maybe this is just confirmation that this scene does parallel to the one with Mike and El, because Mileven won’t be endgame, and Byler will be.

Or, there’s something that I’m missing, and it could be foreshadowing in s4 of Will having pyrokinesis (or electrokinesis) and killing possible Flayed people or the main monster this season with fire, paralleling to Nancy.

[yoursinfulurges]

AntiHero

[The Venom Within] <- read part one here.

Description: The events that soon followed your emotional downfall turns dark and horrifying after Hydra gains possession of your freedom. 

1/2 of part 2

Warnings: Abuse. Kidnapping. Angst. 

Disclaimer: In this story' venom has no conscious and is simply just the readers alter, or the readers inner thoughts and insecurities. This takes place after civil war time. So Endgame and Infinity War never happens.

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You huffed inaudibly, hearing your stomach roar from starvation for the fifth time this minute. You had only gotten twelve blocks away from the tower, which was still very much visible when you turned back. Annoyingly so, you tried to avoid any peripheral contact with it, in fear of changing your mind and running straight back. 

Even trying your very hardest to block out any childhood memories spent there from coming back to you, as the last thing you needed was for more tears to be shed. You felt eerily deprived of sensation, and you didn't know if it was because of the cold New York air or the fact that you left a part of you behind back in that tower. The one capable of deciphering the many layers of the overwhelming apathy you ever so felt reside within you. 

The one able to comprehend and break down your other feelings that remained intacted, yet almost seemed brain dead. As if not computing the sitution that had happened moments ago, defying how your tense heart truly ached. Feeling as though you were just a walking body, an empty shell of the person that once was. You knew your inner subconscious was protecting you from added trauma, and was doing the best thing it could by preventing you from feeling the complexity of it all and only allowing minor details to slide. As said feelings would only send you into a spiralling depth of anxiety.

 And only god knows what would happened if your emotions alone suddenly decided it was time to have a panic attack at this very moment. Despite being greatful for the somewhat unorthodox coping mechanism that was forced upon you, you were at war with yourself. Almost angry that you couldn't process the overwhelming wave of sensations, having to submit to the black cold solitude of your mind till your brain finally decides to open up and evaluate just how badly the damage was to your mental health. 

But till that happens your soul was left to wonder and yield in confusion instead of settling on one dependent emotion.... 

You were conflicted to no doubt. 

You were angry yet, if tried hard enough and dug a bit deeper, pass the wall you built around your heart, you found yourself strangely at peace. Contradicting the forefront frustration you had with the profound perplexity of the situation, confusing you once more. As a part of you almost beams at the sudden calmness that over came you, in contrast to your outbursts merely an hour ago. 

Sure, you felt a myriad of miniscule emotions coincide you, tiny enough not to affect you in any way shape or form, or take away your apathetic structure, (thankfully so). And you knew that you were definitely far from okay as of right now, especially since you were somewhat going through an existential crisis. Yet in a funny defiant kind of way you were fine. It was as if your amygdala had froze, preventing you from registering everything that had happened. Forcing you to rerun the moments leading up to here in order to get to the bottom of what your true emotions and opinions were. 

You made it out of the tower unnoticed, given the fact that you dressed a lot more muted than you'd normally do. Nobody would think that it was Y/n Stark under the hood of one of Steve Rogers' old jacket. Your clothes weren't exactly ideal, but you were in no position to complain, you acted in a panic and grabbed whatever was on the way to the exit. 

That being Natasha's grey hoodie and Steve's oversized leather jacket. Both laid untouched, draped over the abandoned conference room chairs. You saw it the moment you stepped out the elevator, peering through the glass walls just to confirm whether it was really their's. It was a given that the room hadn't been cleaned out yet, being that it had been months since anyone has been in there. But then again, only a few people had conformation to that area of the tower. 

Without thinking, you had scanned your hand onto the access pad, and before you knew it, the glass door slid open. A decision you silently curse yourself on now for doing, since there was no doubt about it that Friday had already informed your dad that your last digital encounter was going into that room. You knew how incredibly smart that AI was, so you even made it an effort to take the route with less cameras. Even purposely running around the building, going to useless area's to confuse her in the future before sliding pass an unsupervised emergency exit. 

Despite the fact that it was 1:30 AM, the streets of Manhattan was as lively as ever. Though there was a lot less traffic at this time of the night. It gave you comfort to know that you weren't completely alone walking the streets. You may be skilled in hand-to-hand combat, but at the end of the day, you were still a girl, and that fact alone made you a clear target for some. 

And you doubt you could put up much of a fight, especially with how starved weak (and not to mention injured) you were. You had to be weary of who was around you at all times, stick to crowded areas yet be inconspicuous enough not to be spotted by cameras. As you knew for a fact that Friday was most likely scanning the area. 

Though despite how stress driven the situation was and how fidgety you felt, you weren't completely wandering lost, you had a destination set at mind and it gave you all the hope that you needed to keep moving onward. That location being the small little Chinese restaurant tucked away at a back alley passage seven blocks away from where you were. As you were quite close with the owner, being a regular weekly. So you knew for a fact that if you asked she would let you stay for a couple of days without hesitation. The small cozy family owned business reminded you so much of your old home, back when you still lived with your mother. 

After that night- or more so week spent with Tony, your mother had decided it would be best to stay put in China for a while. Delusions of starting something more than just a hook up with the oh so' brilliant Tony Stark flooded her mind. She wanted to be at arms reach for the man and stay exactly where he left her. Tony told her multiple times over the course of seven days that he'd be back for her, but he never came back... 

As weeks went by your mother had come to the realization that those words were merely nothing but empty promises and drunken slurs. Thus feeding her resentment for the small little child that grew inside her. You weren't a native of China but you were born and raised there up until age eleven or twelve, when your mother passed from cancer. Your childhood for the most part was dry and barren of any affection, having to submit and be degraded to being your mother's personal maid. Despite the mistreatment you had to endure, you couldn't exactly complain because you weren't exactly suffering. You had a roof over your head and all the food and water you could ever want, not to mention access to education. From a young age you had always shown signs of carrying the infamous Stark gene, harboring a profound skill to grasp and master any subject thrown your way. At the age of only six you were already capable of speaking three different languages; English, Chinese, and French. You had all characteristics of being a Stark. 

Except of course the looks.... Which was primarily why Tony didn't believe you were his child to begin with. You knew from the age of twelve that you looked more like your mother rather than your dad, but the contrast was blatantly eye striking next to the man whom was supposed to be your father. You had your mom's features more not to mention her complexion, being that your mother was [your race]. 

(If you're white then imagine y/n is paler or tanner than Tony, I'm Asian so....) 

You had never forgotten the most pivotal and accurate representation of your relationship that unfolded the day you first met... 

🕸🕷🕸 

You ran towards the man stood a few feet away from you, letting go of the woman's hand. Your face beams displaying a blinding smile as you ran towards Tony. 

"Dad!" 

You screamed in joy running towards the male engulfing his mid waist with your arms. The man looked down at you in a fright, his brows furrowing together as he looked at the Stark family lawyer and the social worker. 

He gently yet assertively pulls your arms off of him, not sparing you a glance as you looked up in question. 

"Are you sure she's mine?" 

Your heart drops at that moment as all becomes clear... The smile no longer present on your face as you looked down and distanced yourself away from Tony. Something no one took notice of. 

"We've already done a DNA test on her sir and she's yours..." The social worker lady spoke timidly, clutching her files tightly. 

"Well do two more tests, god damn it!" 

Tony screamed causing you to flinch slightly. A prickling sensation of shame washing over you as you watched him begins to pace, rubbing his face with the palm of his hands in distress. 

"Come here sweetie, let's go get you something to eat, you must be hungry from your flight." 

A woman with ginger hair spoke lightly as she forced out a smile, extending her hand for you before glaring at the man when you took her hold. 

"I want a cheese burger...." 

She nodded briefly, pulling you away from the scene and straight towards the elevator. 

🕸🕷🕸 

And at that day was when you realized that things were only going to get more complicated from there. Because the first moment that you both met, he had already decided that he didn't want you. 

Though contrary to his primal feelings, you were very much aware of your fathers attempts in searching for you, even though it had only been forty five minutes since the fight. It was reassuring but, you weren't in the mood to awe about it. You were still mad at him, and had zero plans of forgiving him any time soon. Or returning any time soon... You wanted him to worry and loose sleep, it was petty but it would be a mere compensation for the suffering he put you through. 

You brush pass a halted group of people, no more than twelve, lightly shoving pass them irritably. Slightly annoyed with their odd behavior, as they all seemed to be watching something you couldn't care less about. You let out an inaudible scoff, as you walked passed them. Your attention devoted to unwrapping the bubble gum you had in hand. Harshly shoving the minty treat into your mouth before putting your bandaged hands into the pockets of the leather jacket. You heaved in relief, finally giving your roaring stomach a somewhat rest after fourteen hours of starvation. The gum was probably months old by now since you found it in Nat's hoodie, but you couldn't care less. It was only meant to sustain your hunger for twenty more minutes. 

You walk at a leisurely pace, stopping slightly to push the pedestrian button at the cross walk. You watched as multiple cars pass by, rolling your eye irritably as you hear the crowd of people gasp in awe again. You normally weren't so easily agitated, but you're currently having a hard time figuring out just what your new normal would be from now on... Tapping your foot on the concrete pavement, you wished time would speed up. 

"What do you think is happening up there?" 

"Who knows" 

"Maybe he's just testing out his new suits.' 

With that, you freeze all movements. It was as if everything stilled at the command of one word. You were scared shitless of all the possibilities it could be, not knowing whether you were willing to look or not, but your anxiety was killing you. Feeling it increase at every breath, taunting you like marionettes on a string, dearing you to look, only to scream no just afterwards. With an in take of air, you pushed back those thoughts and slowly, you turned to view what all the fuss was about. Gasping in shock and horror at the sight infront of you. 

He was insane. 

There stood the Stark tower tall and proud, being lit up like a firecracker with multiple yellow streaks of light ejecting from the building. It looked as though hundreds of missiles were being fired into the air, contrasting the twilight sky. Even with the skyscrapers that surrounded the tower, the sight demanded all the attention. No, those weren't missiles...  

They behaved too smart to be simply just that. And you knew better than to dismiss them so easily. Multiple flew in every direction, some swirling around the tower, and others going straight up. There was at least two or four going north and south, while a dozen takes off headed east and west. It looked as though someone was celebrating New Years early, and doing so extravagantly, except it was the middle of fall... 

The sight was beautiful you couldn't deny that, but you were confused as to what exactly that could mean. Was it meant for you? Was he calling you back? Was that his version of an Amber alert? Or maybe they celebrating that you were finally gone... Images of Pepper, Tony, and Peter celebrating your leave quickly flash through your mind, stabbing you in the back ones more. Quickly, you shake them out of your head, returning your attention once again to the event in front of you. Your brows pulled together in question before it officially clicked. Hitting you hard like a brick, demolishing the wall of protection you built around yourself to stop the flood of overwhelming emotions. Feeling a small tug in your chest, the numbness that guarded your heart slowly dispersed as anxiety crept up your spine. 

He had unleashed the entirety of his Iron Legion's to search for you. 

All 108 suits.... 

Without thinking, you quickly crouched down, seeing one flying low into the street, right towards you. Your hood fell from a gust of wind as your hair blew all around. You screw your eyes tightly, covering your ears at a loud swooshing sound invading your eardrums. Thankfully, it flew pass you. You ignored the cheering of the crowd, quickly trying to run and sprint into an underground sub station. Turning back one last time, only to be greeted by more iron suits taking off from the tower. You frantically focusing your eyes, seeing a blue and red figure swinging from a far. 

      Peter....  

As luck may have it, he swung left, following a completely different road. 

And with that, you ran. You ran as fast as your feet could carry you, frantically looking for the 99th street substation opening so that you could hide underground. 

Cut short gasps of panic erupt from your mouth as you hurriedly ran across the street. You closed your eyes tight, feeling tears forming and falling down your face. Oh no, not now... Cold frost bitten air hits your skin as you maneuver yourself around bystanders. Not now, not now, not now. The tears fell more frequently as you squeezed your eyes shut once more. 

You were not going to send yourself into and anxiety attack, not now, and not because of this. 

Your running comes to a halt as you stand exactly where you're supposed to be, eyes quickly looking around in search for the station opening. 

There! 

In a fright, damp cold sweats engulfs your body as you enter and ran down the steps, out from above ground sight. You jump over the turnstile, panting from the tiredness as you took note of how soar your legs were becoming. You gulp, chest rising and falling rapidly as you looked around to see if anyone saw your odd behavior. And to your surprise the station was completely empty, odd... Though that could very well be because the scheduled 1:40 train had just took off fifteen minutes ago. You moved with hesitation and weariness as you looked around for any person in sight. Silently, you plopped yourself down onto a steel bench, trying desperately for your breathing to calm down. 

You didn't know how long it had been or how much time passed since you've sat down, but you stayed put fidgeting for what seemed like hours. Your thighs bounced anxiously as you kept an eye out for any short of movement, the dimly lit grimy station gave you an on edge feeling and it didn't sit right in your stomach. You felt like you were being watched from all sorts of corners and you shook it off as anxiety but something told you to stay guarded. 

Your ears would perk from time to time, hearing loud gusts of winds and cheering from above ground, ensuring the fact that your father's search party wasn't going away anytime soon. 

You hear movement coming in, snapping out of your haze as you felt a presence sit beside you. You peer up meekly in curiosity before gasping in shock and horror at who the person was. 

      Brock Rumlow.... 

"Long time no see little Stark." He spoke voice raspy and sinister as you cringe at the sight of his face. There, half of his profile was burnt and agitated red as one of his eyes was completely titanium white, you figured he was blind there. Wanda really did a number on him as you all suspected that she had killed him.... 

Little Stark.... That was something only Fury called you... 

You swallow in fear as you notice five more men appearing suddenly. You suddenly felt incredibly hyper aware of the situation, your vision tunneling as your heart rate increases. This was really happening... 

"I've waited a long time for this kid... knock her out!" 

Before you could scream in distress a throbbing pain consumes the back of your skull, and then everything turned black...

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I owe you guys an explanation, and to put it simply, I was depressed and felt unmotivated so I took a lot of time to myself... I wasn't aware that so many people were expecting a follow up to a stupid little story I had written in April... I am without of words and am absolutely overwhelmed by the amount of support and love you all have given me. Yet the feeling of being pressured to write came with the notion of so much positivity, thus tainting it. I can't promise when the second half of part two will come out, but know that it is coming......

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[ashipwreckcoast]

Rules: tell us the titles of all the WIPs you are currently working on right now and a little about them. Then tag five other writers.

@kimikocha tagged me in this and MARI THIS IS SO MANY. Just the BEE FICS ARE SO MANY.

Okay, I'm only going to talk about the ones that are like...real WIPs. Ones that I have confidence that they'll be posted to ao3 at some point within the year.

I only have two non-Witcher fanfic WIPs

Untitled Ted Lasso- Moe & Colin. Moe made Colin a scarf for the secret santa episode and there's NO fics with the two of them? Shut the fuck up. I'm going to rectify this

Untitled Leverage- An OT3 where Eliot is actually Professor Eliot Sinclair and he has two protective thieves watching over him. Also, Parker falls asleep listening to old cassette tapes of Eliot's "Great Teachings" lectures on art history

Witcher Fandom!

The Choice- this is already on ao3 (four chapters out of the endgame eleven)! Eskel and Geralt take kid!Lambert and raise him far away from Kaer Morhen. It's slow going but I really love it as a concept and I know exactly where I'm going with it.

Various Beekeepers- I'm not lying when I say I have five more beekeeper AUs with various pairings and storylines. I can't help myself.

Rivia Removals- Rose gave me the idea to continue a oneshot I had written for the modern setting fic where musician Jaskier accompanies wildlife ranger Geralt on his pest removal jobs. In short, Geralt accidentally starts an animal therapy business and that's how they meet/adopt Ciri (and Yen and Triss)

Everything You Wanted - this is a followup to a fic called Everything You Want by aleatory_fox. It is in no way a fix-it but more a continuation of what would have happened if Jaskier faked his own death to free Eskel from their arrangement...without telling Eskel. It's a story where there are no happy endings and everyone has to live with the choices they made and writing it has felt great because it's so different from what I normally dig into

Woolgathering- This is a s2 canon divergence where they're able to come together as a family and save Eskel, and as a result, Ciri warms up to her new situation far faster than anticipated and isn't at risk of being possessed. It's weird to write out that that's the plot only because most of the fic just revolves around Lambert and Ciri being stuck with one another as the rest of the Witchers fight to save Eskel

if you’re interested, i’d love to hear about your WIPs! @skyerana @leupagus @feedingmyinsomnia @atomictourists @entwife508

[the-mighty-jellybean]

Rising From The Earth

Series Summary: After months of trying, and several heats, and ruts, Y/N was now beginning her journey on her road to motherhood. All Steve and Bucky wanted to be is supportive and strong for their Omega, but life doesn't always run so smoothly....

Series Warning: a/b/o dynamics (the fun stuff that comes with that) Smut, Accurate Representation of Pregnancy and (eventually) Childbirth, Strong Language (18+ ONLY)

Pairing: Steve Rogers X Reader X Bucky Barnes

Part One// Part Two// Part Three// Part Four// Part Five// Part Six//Part Seven// Part Eight// Part Nine// Part Ten// Part Eleven// Part Twelve// Part Thirteen// Part Fourteen// Part Fifteen//

Part Sixteen: Endgame

Chapter Warnings: Childbirth 

Word Count: 4.6k

20 Hours-Into Labor

With the help of your Alphas, you were able to get a few hours sleep. Every few minutes, you would twitch and clasp, Steve and Bucky’s hands as a contraction washed over your body. Each time, they would squeeze your hands back, whispering comforting words in your ear.

“Shh, it’s nearly over, baby.”

“It’s alright, we’re right here.”

Their reassuring tones, helped to sooth your tense muscles, providing you with some forms of comfort.

“How much longer?” you whine, curling inwards, as the pain was at it’s height.

“Soon, sweetheart, not long now.” Steve encourages, he moves off the the bed. and you whimper, from the loss of his contact.

He grabs another pair of gloves, and Bucky helps you to roll onto your back, you seize his hands, and allow Steve to examine you once more.

“Please tell me I can push.” you plead, Steve gives you a look of sympathy, as once again he peels his gloves off.

“Not quite, darlin. Your body will tell you when you need to push.”

“So how dilated am I?” you look up at him, and Steve’s sad smile drops, and a frown appears. “No.” you cry out, your head dropping to the pillow, tears leaking from your eyes.  

“You’re doing so well, bubba. It won't be much longer I promise.” You roll back onto your side, burying your head in Bucky’s chest. Bucky cups your head, and stroking his fingers through your hair.

“It's alright, baby. It’s okay.” Bucky just about soothes you to sleep, your fingers, fisting his shirt.

“So how dilated is she?” Bucky looks to Steve, who’s grabbing some towels from the bathroom.

“5.”

“Still.” Bucky’s eyes widen, his heart ached for you, at the thought of you having to suffer another day of agony. “How can we help her?”

“There’s not a lot we can do, just keep her comfortable.” Steve sighs, “if there's no change in a few hours, I’ll call Dr Cho and Bruce, and see if they can help us.”

25 Hours-Into Labor

“Make it stop, please, make it stop.” you shrieked, as the water poured down your back. You were kneeling in your shower, Bucky supporting your shoulders, stopping you from falling forward, as another contraction took hold of your body.

“I would, baby girl, I would if I could.” Bucky is almost in tears himself, as the want to protect, and stop your pain, was overwhelming him.

“I want to get out, this isn't helping.” you use Bucky’s shoulders to help you stand, your legs shaking, as he helps you to wobble to the bed.

“Slowly, honey. Slow down.” You stop short of the bed, collapsing onto your knees, and placing your elbows on the mattress.

Bucky gets on his knees next to you, hand going to your back, trying every thing he can to help you.

“Alpha, please just pull them out!” You plead, the contraction, fading but not going completely, leaving you with a dull ache.

“You can do this, baby. I know you can, Alpha knows you can, and you know you can.” Bucky comforts you, but you just shake your head.

“No, no I can’t. I want it to be over.” Your body begins to tremble, Bucky grabs a blanket, to cover your shivering body.

“Are you cold, sweetheart?” Bucky begins to rub up and down your arms, but you push him away, your skin felt hot, but your teeth chattered. “Steve!”

You hear Steve’s footsteps, as he races up the stairs, he had just been on the phone to Dr Cho, when Bucky called.

He entered the bedroom, and knelt by your side. He tries to rub your back, but you squirm out the way of his hand.

“Don’t touch me.” You whimper, your fingers twisting in the fabric of the bed sheets, clinging to them desperately.

“Okay, baby, okay.” Steve sits back, Bucky doing the same, “I think you’re coming into transition.”

“What does that mean?” Bucky asks on your behalf.

“It means, it’s not gonna be long.” Steve smiles at him, it drops when he can hear you mumbling to yourself. “What are you saying, sweetheart?”

“Please...please...please.” You chant, your brain is too worn out to form any real sentence, the only word you can articulate is “please.”

“Please, what bubba. What do you need?” Steve tries to touch your shoulder again, and you fuss in discomfort, he immediately pulls his hand away.

“Please...please.” You repeat, pushing your face into the bed sheet.

“It’s not gonna be long, Y/N.” Steve tried to reassure you, he hoped that you could hear him, despite being in the full swing of transition.

“What did Dr Cho say?” Bucky looked to Steve hopefully, and that Dr Cho had given him some assuring words.

“She said we just need to keep her calm, all this is normal, for a first birth.” Steve, moved round to Bucky, and pulled him tightly against him, “we’re gonna be fine.” He kissed the side of Bucky’s head, but both of them became distracted when you let out another guttural moan.

“Ohhhhhhhh.” you groan out, Steve and Bucky were unsure what to do, having you just refused their contact.

“What do you need, baby. How can we help?” Steve questions you, but you are too distracted by the growing pressure in your lower area.

“I feel like I want to push.” you choke out, Steve and Bucky’s eyes going wide.

“Don’t push, sweetheart.” Steve grabs under your arms trying to lift you onto your feet, you howl in disapproval, “we need to get you on the bed.”

Steve ignores your pleas, for him to stop, Bucky grabbing under your other arm, to help Steve place you on the bed.

“I need to push, Alpha.” you wail, as they lay you down on your back, Bucky moving to your side, Steve grabbing another pair of gloves.

“Not yet, darlin. I need to check you.” Steve snaps on the gloves, and moves your legs apart. You scream as he begins to examine you, your contraction still very much in full swing, “shh Y/N, it’s okay.”

You can feel the stretch of Steve’s fingers, and you cling to Bucky in despair.

“I’m here, baby. I’m right here.” Bucky smooths the sticky hair that’s clinging to your forehead, pushing the sweat off your face.

“Can..I p-ush.” you stutter out, your teeth are still chattering, the pressure is overwhelming between your legs.

“Not quite, sweetie. But you’re so close, you’re at 9cm, baby girl.” you yell at Steve’s words, thoroughly displeased by his response.

You try and push anyway, but Steve can tell what you’re doing by the look on your face, and the noises you were making.

“Don’t push, Y/N.” his voice is stern, and he’s holding your chin, so you have no  choice but to look into his searing blue eyes, “you aren't ready yet. Don't push or you’ll tire yourself out, little one.”

“I have to.” you sob, Steve and Bucky soothing you as best they can, with there touch.

“It won't be long, baby. It won't be long.” Bucky whispers over and over in your ear, and you pull yourself closer to him.

The contractions don't appear to stop, there’s little to no break between them now, as they proceed to just roll over your body, without yield or warning.

“I don't want to be on my back.” you begin to sit up, without the help of Bucky and Steve, and shuffle your way to the edge of the bed. Steve and Bucky move out your way, but are on hand to held stabilise you, as you reach the end.

Just as you stand on your quivering legs, you feel one of the babies, drop even lower, causing another build up of pressure, the need to push, is uncontrollable. And against Steve’s request begin to bear down once again.

Steve can tell that you’re pushing, and quickly places you on the floor, at the foot of the bed. You wrap your arms tightly around Bucky’s neck, using him to lean on, as you push.

“Baby, are you pushing?” Steve asks, but he already knows the anwser, he can tell by the way your legs are trembling, that you are using some kind of force.

He bends down to look between your legs. He doesn’t need to examine your cervix, when the slight glimpse of something making it’s way out of you, catches his eye.

“Alright, sweetheart, it’s alright.” he moves your legs a little further apart, so that he has a clearer view.

“Y/N, listent to me. Stop pushing, and listen to me.” you can just about hold off on the urge to bear down, and tilt your head, so that Steve knows that you are listening. “You need to push with your contractions, otherwise you’re just gonna be wasting your energy.”

You nod your head, that’s in the crook of Bucky’s neck, your hands are grasping his shirt, his hands rest on your hips.

“Deep breaths, baby.” He reminds you softly, and you take a deep breath in through your nose. As you exhale, the sigh of air turns into a deep moan, as the tightening begins.

“Push, honey.” Steve encourages you, you tuck your head further into Bucky’s neck, and begin to bear down with all your might. “That’s a good girl, well done.”

You can hear Steve praising you, but all your energy is focusing on the job at hand. You finally stop for a breath, and you can feel Bucky’s lips on your cheek, continuing Steve’s soft praises. “That was so good, baby.”

“Y/N, that was great, honey. Just breath for a second.” Steve instructs you, and you begin to breath deep, you can feel Steve’s hand on your back, and it helps to sooth the nerves that are building. The feeling of both your Alphas so close to you, is making the pain just bearable. 

Your break is not long, another pain begins to build. 

“There’s another one coming.” you mutter, setting your legs a little further apart, before you tuck your chin into your chest.

“Okay, remember with the pain, baby.” Steve reminds you, before he cranes his neck, to peer between your legs. 

You curl forward into Bucky’s chest, and push with all your might, you can feel the baby moving through your hips, and it makes your legs shake with the effort. 

“That’s amazing, honey. Keeping going.” Steve cooed. 

“Push, push, push.” Bucky is chanting in your ears, and all you can do is focus on his voice. 

The pain eases, doesn't stop, but it eases off enough, that you know you can breath. You gasp, you can feel the baby’s head beginning to stretch you a little. 

“Is it coming?” you ask, halfheartedly. 

“The head’s right there, sweetheart.” Steve informs you, you feel Steve’s gloved hand, rubbing your ankle, encouragingly. 

“It hurts, Bucky.” The name caught both Alphas by surprise, they had not heard you call them by anything other than Alpha, in a long time. Their chests hurt at the thought of you being in so much pain, that you would call them by their first names. 

“You’re okay, honey. I’m here. Alpha and I are here.” Bucky kisses your hair, and you whimper. 

Before long, the wave begins to peak once again, and you grasp Bucky”s shoulders. 

“Come on, bubba.” Steve holds your shaking legs, it gives you the strength you need, before you begin to push once again, “good girl.”

You cry out, a burning sensation spreading from your opening. 

“That’s okay, baby. That’s alright,” Steve holds your legs firmly, as you try to close them around the head, “it’s just the baby crowning. Means it’s coming.” 

“It’s burning.” you whine, clutching desperately at Bucky’s shoulders, “it hurts too much.” 

“You need to push through it, honey. I know it’s difficult, but push through the stinging.” Steve consoles, stroking your inner thigh. 

“Come on, sweetie. You can do it.” Bucky’s lips are just under your ear, and you push your head into his chest, and you feel his arms tighten around you. 

“Push, Y/N. You need to push.” 

Taking as deep of breath as you could, you pushed through the stinging, legs buckling as you felt the head slip out. 

“Stop pushing, honey. Just pant for me now.” You feel Steve shift behind you, as he moves between your legs, to support the baby’s head. 

The need to push was over powering you, especially with the feeling of your baby being so close to being born. You tuck your head once again, only for it to be pulled back up again. 

“Don’t push yet, darlin. I need to check the baby’s neck. Just do your panting breathing.” Steve briefly explained, before going back to doing his needed checks. 

“I can't help it, I have to push.” you wail, the urge to push, was becoming to much. 

“Look at me, baby. Just look at me.” Bucky, catches your chin, lifting your gaze to meet his, “just pant. Pant with me.” 

You managed to copy his breathing, long enough for Steve to give you the all clear. 

“Alright sweetheart, the neck’s clear. Now you just need to do small pushes, baby. Small pushes.” Steve guided, moving your legs a little wider to give you some more room. 

“Just keep your eyes locked on me, honey. Just watch me, little one.” you hold your gaze with Bucky, and with his support you’re able to give small pushes, gently freeing the shoulder. 

“Atta girl, baby. One shoulder,” both Steve’s hands are concentrated between your legs, supporting the head and shoulder, that have been delivered, “keep going, honey. Just another small push then both shoulders are gonna be out.”

You give another small push, feeling the second shoulder slip free, you squirm slightly the pain intensifying, as you were being, what felt like, torn in half. 

“It’s okay, baby. One last gigantic push, and we’ll have our first pup.” Steve tells you excitedly. That was all you needed to spur you on, before you gave your last push. 

“That’s it, there we go.” 

Suddenly you felt nothing, like you were floating on a cloud, and for a moment the air was filled with quiet, just the sound of your heavy breathing. Before the peace was broken by the sound of a high pitched shrill. 

“You did it, baby. Look.” You feel movement between your legs, and you shuffle slightly, as Steve passes you a squirming pink being, through your legs. 

You clutch the squealing pink thing to your chest, holding it close to your skin. 

“You clever girl.” Bucky kisses your forehead, helping you cradle the tiny baby to your chest, “you clever, clever girl.”

“Do you want to spin round, honey.” Steve helps you rotate, so you can lay against Bucky’s chest. 

“Is it the boy, or girl?” Bucky asks you, as Steve grabs one of the towels, and rubs the baby clean, in all the commotion of the birth, you had forgotten to check. 

Steve helps you to lift the baby’s legs. 

“It’s the girl.” You feel your eyes stinging, but your tears don't fall in time, as you feel wetness growing on your shoulder, looking up, you see Bucky’s eyes streaming, tear tracks streaking down his cheek. 

“I’m so proud of you, Omega. We’re so proud of you.” Bucky blubbered, holding you both close to him. 

“I love you, Alphas.” you snivel.

“We love you too,” Steve sniffed, his eyes too are brimming with tears, but he knows he can't lose it yet, with there still one more baby, “more than you can every imagine.”

“Buck, do you want to cut the chord?” Steve looks to Bucky, holding the scissors out.”

“I don't want to hurt her.” Bucky shook his head, but you took Bucky’s hand, and guided it to the scissors. 

“Please Alpha, I want you to do it.” Bucky’s hands are shaking slightly, but with your’s and Steve’s help, he successfully cuts the chord, severing the external tie between you and the infant. 

“She’s so perfect.” you whisper, once you have settled her. Your stroking your finger down the side of her face, the baby cooing slightly at the touch. 

“She’s so tiny.” Bucky comments, he was right, she was probably the size of a small melon. Your Alphas could easily hold her in one hand. 

“Is she okay?” you look to Steve, who just smiles and nods at you. 

Your peace is short lived, soon you can feel tightening in your lower abdomen, that makes you groan, in discomfort. 

“I think our son wants to say hello.” Steve comments, noticing the way you shifted, and grimaced. 

“I think you’re right.” you moan a little. Steve takes the baby from you, and lays her safely, in a little shroud of towels, to keep her warm. 

Bucky grasps your hands, and kisses the side of your head.

“You can do this, baby. Not long now.” Bucky reassures you, Steve kneels between your legs once more, holding you knees securely. 

“Just as you did before, sweetheart. With your contraction, I want a big push down.” Steve directs, and you nod at his words. 

“Alpha can you hold my legs, I’m so tired?” you look to Bucky, as your knees go a little lax, as you struggle to hold them in their bent position. 

“Of course, baby girl. Hold my wrists, and I’ll hold your knees.” you clasp Bucky’s wrists, as he cups your knees, and pulls them towards you slightly.

You feel the cramping start once again, a small squeak escapes your lips, before you tuck your chin to your chest, and push down. 

“That’s a good girl.” Steve rallies, watching the second head, begin to peer through, “I see the top of his head, sweetheart, he’s coming.” 

His assurance helps to spur you on, and you take a quick break, sucking in another deep breath, before pushing down once again. Unlike before, you don't feel the shift, with you pushes. 

“He’s not moving, Alpha.” you shake your head, you couldn't feel the baby moving at all. 

“He is, sweetheart. Don't give up.” Steve rubs your inner thigh, pushing your legs wider, to give you some more room. 

You push hard once again, making your head spin a little, but again you can't feel him moving down. 

“He isn't, he’s not moving, Alpha.” you lull your head against Bucky’s shoulder, you begin to quake with exhaustion. 

“Remember, he’s going to be a little bigger than his sister, bubba, that’s why he feels like he’s not moving.” Steve reminds you, but it doesn't give you any confidence, “but I promise, he’ll move.” 

“I can't do it. I can't.” you breath, eyes fluttering. 

“Yes you can, baby. You can. I’m here. You can do it.” Bucky spurs you on, but you turn your head away from him. 

“Sweetie, look at me, look at me.” Steve calls you, and you dart your eyes down to him. “You can do this. Put your chin to your chest, and push hard.” 

You shake your head, but Bucky lets one of your knees go, Steve holding it in his place. He places his hand behind your head, guiding your chin to your chest. 

“Put your chin down, and push, baby.” Bucky coached, you whine, but do as he says as the urge to push, forces you to. “That’s my girl.” 

“Good girl, Y/N. He’s coming.” Steve reassures you, you can just about feel the shift, as the baby moves down little by little.

You gasp, when you finish pushing, Bucky relaxed the pressure he was putting on the back of your head, allowing you to lean back a little. 

“I can see the top of his head, baby. He’s got Alpha’s dark hair.” Steve smiles up at you, and you return it, tiredly. “Once again, honey. Big push, just like before.” 

With Bucky’s help, you press your chin to your chest, and bear down, the burning and stretching feeling returning. You jolt a little, the pain still being a shock. 

“Shh, you’re okay, bubba. It’s just the baby crowning.” Steve rubs at your ankle, and your legs begin to tremor. “You’ve done this before, push through it.” 

You cry out, but do as Steve says pushing through the stinging sensation. A small scream falling from your lips, as the head slipped free, much bigger than the one before.

“Okay, pant honey.” Steve advised you, his hands going to check the baby’s neck. You wriggle, and squirm, struggling to keep it together, the need to push overpowering, and the pain of you stretching more than before, overbearing. 

“Please get it out, get it out, Alpha.” you pull against the hand Bucky has cupping your thigh, and push agains Steve’s hand that sits on the other knee.

“Calm, sweetheart, calm. Keep in control.” Bucky holds you tighter, the hand that was on the back of your head, was now settled on your forehead, pulling you closer to him, “stay in control, honey. I’m here. You can do this.” 

“I can't, I have to push, I want it out.” you stammer, trying to push down, but Bucky stops you. 

“Not yet, bubba. The chords just a little tangled around the baby’s neck.” Steve sounded calm, but you could tell there was an edge of panic. Your eyes went wide, and you looked to Steve afraid. 

“Is he okay? What do I do?” You panic, Bucky grabbed your hand, stroking over it gently. 

“It’s alright, baby. Alpha’s gonna fix it.” 

Steve carefully, unhooks the chord, manuvering it over the baby’s head, and untangling it from around it’s neck. He does that twice more, before checking again that the neck was clear. 

“Alright, sweetie, give me some small pushes.” Steve says, letting out a shaky breath, “you really need to stay in control for me, small pushes.” 

You nod your head, and bend forward, Bucky’s hand going back to behind your head, moving you forward. 

“Gently, baby, gently.” Steve watches, as you give him small pushes, the head slowly slipping forward. “Such a good girl.” 

You close your eyes, and take a shaky breath, when you feel one of the shoulders slip through. “Ah.” 

“You’re okay, little one.” Bucky kisses along your neck, the feeling of his lips, cooling your hot skin. 

“Pull it out, Alpha.” you plead. 

“I don't need to, baby. You’re doing it.” Steve shakes his head, “you’re doing it all by yourself, sweetheart.” 

Finally the second shoulder slipped through, and you shuffled slightly, the feeling not comfortable. 

“We’re almost there, Y/N. Grab your knees, and give me some big pushes.” Steve commands. Bucky releases your hand, so you can hook it under your thigh, you pull them towards you, as Bucky holds your shoulders, 

“Push, Y/N.” 

You let a scream fall from your lips, as you put all of your last effort into this final push. 

“That’s our girl, that's it. Push, push.” Steve’s voice rises as the exciemtent of his second child entering the world, is about to reach it’s climax. 

Your eyes are shut tightly, all focus is on the baby leaving your body. 

Eventually you collapse back into Bucky’s chest, he wrap his arms around, kissing you all over your face. 

“You did it, baby. You did.” He says in between kisses, “look down, look.”

You squint your eyes open, to see Steve rubbing your son’s back, cleaning him of the blood. Your feeling of euphoria, is halted, when the baby still lays still, his skin tinged blue. 

“Come on, buddy. Come on.” You can hear Steve’s quiet pleas, as he rubs vigorously at his sons back. 

“What’s wrong. Why isn't he crying?” you mumble, you can feel Bucky’s heart hammering against your back. 

Steve doesn't answer you, and instead continues to rub the boy with the towel, trying everything. 

“Alpha, what’s wrong. What’s wrong. Tell me what’s wrong.” you cry in distress. 

“Shh, it’s alright, baby. Alpha’s just cleaning him up.” Bucky pulls your eyes from the limp child in Steve’s hands. 

You sob into Bucky’s neck, your heart being ripped in two.

However, your sobs are interrupted by the piercing, cry of the small bundle. Your eyes snapping to the slightly blue skinned baby. 

“He’s alright, sweetheart, he just wanted to give us a little freight.” Steve lifts the baby, onto your chest, and you didn't think you had held anything so tightly. 

“My boy, my boy.” you repeat, in shock and overwhelming love, “you’re okay. Alpha, he’s okay.” you look to Bucky, who once again has broken into sobs, of happiness. 

“He’s beautiful, they both are.” Bucky glances over to the corner, where your daughter now lays sleeping soundly. 

Steve cuts the chord, and wraps at towel around both of you, keeping you both warm. He begins to rub at your abdomen, causing cramps to begin again. 

“I can't do any more.” you confirm, eyes fluttering once again with tiredness. 

“Just small pushes, sweetie. We need to get the placentas and then you’re completely finished.” Steve confirms, massaging your lower half. 

You give some feeble pushes, and before long, you had delivered both of the babies placentas. Your Alphas had moved you onto the bed, Bucky still sat behind you, you rested against his chest, both of your babies are curled up on your chest. Steve sat in front of you, watching you mothering the infants. 

“So...what have we decided?” Bucky brushes the hair from your forehead, and you look to him, with a questionable expression. 

“What do you mean?” you ask. 

“What are we gonna call them?” Bucky places a small kiss on his daughters forehead, before rubbing over the blonde fuzz, that sprouted from her head. 

“Well...I thought for the girl, the name Poppy Sarah incorporated both of your lives.” you smiled at Steve, who’s lips twitched a little, his eyes going a little glossy. 

“It’s beautiful.” Bucky complimented, kissing you cheek.

Steve clutched your hand, and you gave his a squeeze back, “a beautiful name, for a beautiful girl.” 

“And what about our boy.” Bucky’s thumb rubbed over the large tufted of brown hair. 

“Well it’s a name I found ages ago, but I wasn’t sure whether it was too much to bestow on such a little baby, but...” you look down at the baby in your arms, who’s piercing blue eyes are fixed on your’s, “after what he’s been through I think it’s quite fitting.” 

“What is it?” Steve moves closer, so he can rub over the baby’s back.

“Finian, it means handsome warrior.” you smile at Steve, “Finian Jacob. Like you said he is a big boy.” you laugh, and the two men chuckle softly. 

“I love it.” Steve praises, and you give him a watery smile. 

“Welcome to the world Finian Jacob. You’re gonna be trouble, I just know it.” Bucky jokes, kissing the top of the boy’s head.

Steve moves so that he is laying next to you and Bucky, and he places his arm over the two bundles. He leans over, and kisses them both softly on their heads. 

“Hello, Poppy and Fin, we love you so much already, you can't even begin to imagine.” You push your forehead into Steve’s and he does the same to you, you rub your nose with his, before he kisses your lips softly. 

“I’ve never been more proud of anyone, in my entire life. You did the best job ever, and gave us the greatest gift, of all. We love you, Y/N.” Bucky turns your head, so he can kiss your lips as well. “You’re our Endgame, honey.”

“That’s good,” you smile, “because I’m with you till the end of the line.” 

A/N: Annnnnnnd that’s a wrap! I’ve loved every minute of writing this story, the response from you guys, and the support you’ve given me, is incredibly, and I’m soooo grateful, thank you so much for all your kind words. 

My next story, will not be following on from Rising, but will be a new book, with a new story. But I won't say I won't be coming back to see little Fin and Poppy in the future.

This isn't the end, only goodbye!!

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Black Widow Timeline Explained

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This article contains Black Widow spoilers. Read our spoiler-free review here.

Who is Natasha Romanoff? It’s a question Marvel Studios coyly teased for years and then… failed to answer as a full decade and the entire “Infinity Saga” passed us by. Yes, the long overdue Black Widow movie is finally reaching theaters this weekend, but Nat was killed off years ago in the sacred timeline of Marvel Cinematic Universe canon.

Nevertheless, we are happy that the character and Scarlett Johansson received some much deserved closure, and in a film which fills in many of the blindspots in the Black Widow mythos, not least of which includes what she got up to between the events of Captain America: Civil War and Avengers: Infinity War.

With her narrative being seemingly closed for good, it’s time to unpack the oft-obscured life story of Natasha and consider whether she at last balanced out all that red in her ledger.

1984

The child who would become Natasha Romanoff is born in Stalingrad to a mother who is forced to give her over to the Soviet government. Despite the mother’s best efforts, she is unable to free Nat from the system. (Fury’s Big Week, Black Widow)

1992

After years of indoctrination and training in the Widow program, which is run out of Soviet Col. Dreykov’s Red Room, eight-year-old Natasha is selected alongside three-year-old Yelena to be part of KGB agents Alexi Shostakov and Melina Vostokoff’s cover story. The quartet of sleeper agents move to Ohio, posing as an all-American family while gathering American state secrets. (Black Widow)

1995

Alexi and Melina succeed in obtaining critical information and escape U.S. soil. Eleven-year-old Natasha and six-year-old Yelena, who’ve become increasingly Americanized and attached to the family identities they assumed, are traumatized. (Black Widow)

2002

Natasha completes her Widow training and graduates from the Red Room, which includes a “ceremony” where she is asked to execute a man bound to a chair. She is then sterilized on an operating table. Dreykov believes robbing “widows” of the chance to have children makes them more ruthless killers. (Avengers: Age of Ultron)

2002 – 2007

Natasha is involved in multiple mysterious and apparently bloody Widow operations, which include incidents of murder in São Paulo and a separate “hospital fire” atrocity she is still haunted by. (The Avengers)

2007 – 2008

Clint Barton recruits Natasha into the West’s international SHIELD organization. Part of her defection comes at the price of assassinating Dreykov in Budapest. However, it is merely Dreykov’s young daughter Antonia who feels the fire of Nat’s explosives. (The Avengers, Black Widow)

2009

Natasha has her first run in with the Winter Soldier when she attempts to extract a defecting nuclear engineer out of Iran. A brainwashed Bucky Barnes steals her prize by running her car off a cliff in Ukraine and then shooting a bullet through Nat’s stomach and into her asset—killing him instantly. (Captain America: The Winter Soldier)

Around this time, Natasha becomes an unofficial member of Clint Barton’s secret family, who live on an idyllic farmhouse. She’s known there as Auntie Nat. (Avengers: Age of Ultron)

2010

Natasha infiltrates Stark Industries under the alias of Natalie Rushman, working as a legal assistant who moonlights as a model in order to catch Tony Stark’s lascivious eye. (Iron Man 2)

Natalie becomes Tony’s assistant but is actually spying on him for SHIELD, which has come to realize Tony’s arc reactor—which saved his life in Afghanistan—is now poisoning him. Nat eventually reveals she’s a SHIELD agent and helps prevent an assassination attempt on Stark’s life by rival forces. (Iron Man 2)

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2012

Nat abandons her infiltration of the Russian underworld to recruit Bruce Banner to SHIELD after Loki arrives on Earth, brainwashing Clint Barton and planning world domination. She later successfully interrogates and manipulates the supposed God of Mischief. (The Avengers)

Natasha becomes one of the founding members of the Avengers after saving the world from an alien invasion alongside Iron Man, Captain America, Thor, and the Hulk in the Battle of New York. (The Avengers)

2014

Still working for SHIELD, Natasha infiltrates a pirate-commandeered SHIELD vessel to protect/steal precious SHIELD secrets while Captain America naively thinks they’re there to save hostages. (Captain America: The Winter Soldier)

Black Widow goes rogue alongside Cap after an assassination attempt on her mentor, Col. Nick Fury. Fury of course survived and forms an underground operation with Nat and Rogers to root out HYDRA sleeper cells who’ve slowly taken over SHIELD leadership during the past 70 years. (Captain America: The Winter Soldier)

After saving the world from HYDRA’s latest attempt at world domination, Natasha publicly reprimands the American government at a baffling Capitol Hill hearing where she is being questioned by Pentagon brass. (Captain America: The Winter Soldier)

… MEANWHILE the Natasha Romanoff and Clint Barton from circa 2023—nearly a decade older and sadder—time travel to 2014 in order to undo the damage Thanos caused when he snapped half of life in the universe out of existence with the Infinity Stones. They journey to the planet Vormir where they’re told one will have to die in order to obtain the Soul Stone. Black Widow and Hawkeye fight over who will have the right to sacrifice themselves for the other—Natasha wins and falls to her death, thus ending her tragic timeline in the past. (Avengers: Endgame)

2015

Black Widow becomes a full-time Avenger, joining the team as they dismantle the last HYDRA base in Sokovia. They regain Loki’s powerful scepter with an infinity stone inside. (Avengers: Age of Ultron)

Black Widow strikes up an intimate and unrequited connection with Bruce Banner. She is the only Avenger able to talk the Hulk down from his rages. The pair consider running off together, but their burgeoning romance is thwarted by the arrival of Ultron—an artificial intelligence that wants to… destroy the world. (Avengers: Age of Ultron)

Nat and the Avengers prevent Ultron from killing all organic life on Earth—which involved lifting Sokovia’s capital city into the sky and then dropping it like an asteroid—but in the carnage, Banner/Hulk chooses not to pursue a relationship with Nat, disappearing to parts unknown as she accepts her role as a leader of the growing Avengers roster. (Avengers: Age of Ultron)

2016

Black Widow is part of an Avengers operation in Lagos, Nigeria, which goes horribly wrong when in an attempt to stop terrorist Brock Rumlow from stealing a biological weapon, an entire office floor of civilians is killed. (Captain America: Civil War)

Shortly after the Lagos incident, the Sokovia Accords are signed by the UN, requiring Avengers and other superpowered individuals to register themselves under the jurisdiction of the UN Security Council. Natasha at first accepts this as a reasonable path forward. She changes her mind when pro-Accords Avenger Tony Stark comes to blows with the resident skeptic, Steve Rogers, in Berlin. Romanoff helps Rogers escape and then also goes to ground. (Captain America: Civil War)

As a rogue agent, Natasha is invited back to Budapest and reunites with her faux-little sister Yelena, who reveals Dreykov is still alive and now is literally controlling the minds of the other young women he’s trained to be widows via mind-altering drugs. (Black Widow)

Nat and Yelena decide to track Dreykov down and kill him for real, and do so by freeing their “father” Alexi from Siberia and reconnecting with their “mother” Melina, who is still loyal to the Widow program. Melina nonetheless takes her girls to the Red Room, the hidden air fortress where they were trained as children. Yelena kills Dreykov and Natasha frees all the women under Dreykov’s control, including his daughter who did not actually die in Budapest. (Black Widow)

Natasha reconnects with Steve Rogers and helps him free Wanda Maximoff, Scott Lang, Sam Wilson, and Clint Barton from the government’s “the Raft” prison vessel. (Captain America: Civil War, Black Widow)

2018

As Thanos’ alien forces invade Earth, Rogers, Romanoff, and other renegade Avengers come out of hiding to save the universe. Natasha is reunited with Banner, and all of them converge in an epic battle against the armies of Thanos in Wakanda. (Avengers: Infinity War)

After the Avengers fail to stop Thanos from collecting all the Infinity Stones, Nat watches many of her friends turn to dust, along with half the living creatures in existence. (Avengers: Infinity War)

Black Widow and the Avengers track Thanos down to an uninhabited planet, only to discover he’s destroyed the Infinity Stones they planned to use to resurrect the universe. Thor decapitates Thanos in a pyrrhic attempt at revenge. (Avengers: Endgame)

2023

Natasha has become the top leader of the Avengers, organizing their superheroism throughout the cosmos via intergalactic Zoom sessions with Captain Marvel, Rocket, and others. Yet she and Rogers quietly cling to the hope of reversing Thanos’ victory. (Avengers: Endgame)

When Scott Lang returns from the Quantum Realm, revealing he’s inadvertently discovered time travel, Nat and Steve get the original Avengers lineup back together to travel into the past in order to steal the Infinity Stones. Return to the 2014 section to find out how that ended for Black Widow… (Avengers: Endgame)

2024

After Natasha traveled to her destiny in the past, Yelena visits her grave in Ohio… and is recruited for a new kind of team. (Black Widow)

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blueberry pancakes // bucky barnes

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Description: A single mother. Juggling being a mom, a full time pediatrician, and a difficult ex who believed now would be the best time to finally be a father. A soldier ripped out of time. Ex-assassin turned superhero. Learning how to balance a new domestic life with handling demons of his past, while facing the trials of the future. a love story began over something as simple as chocolate chip pancakes with hidden blueberries.

Disclaimer: I do not own any original Marvel characters! All canon plots and canon characters belong to Marvel Comics and Marvel Studios. This is an original work. You may not publish it anywhere else

Status: Edited

Note: Takes place after endgame. I have elected to ignore Tony's death and Steve's leaving. Did not happen. Quick Reminder! My works are only published here, AO3 and on Wattpad, thank you.

Chapter Five: The One with the Burnt Pancakes

Warnings: N/A

Word Count: 2516

    Coming out of a divorce unscathed was more uncommon than its counterpart. Typically, a bit of baggage attaches itself to one or both parties. No matter whether or not divorce rates are through the roof in today's modern era, it still hurt more than words could describe. Especially when it's due to an affair. It creates this sense of unworthiness, and as though you weren't good enough. And when the pair has a child, it makes it ten times more difficult. Knowing that you'll have to break it to the child that their parents will no longer be together, and that they will most likely spend more time with one in comparison to the other.

But, when your child already has a bit of distaste towards your partner, it can make the blow a little softer. Sure, every mother wants their child to have a relationship with their father, other mom, etc. Whatever the situation is, parents, want that. They want to be able to see their child's face when they see their ex-spouse, but sometimes, there's nothing you can do about it. Especially when your ex never put in the effort, to begin with.

Above all, your perception of love changes. and that's exactly what happened to Lily. She lost all belief in herself and didn't believe she could ever find someone who would love her, along with the baggage that she carried alongside her. And that broken heart that she has yet to mend, and honestly, she wasn't sure if she'd ever find someone who could help. To cup warm hands around the two halves and hold them together until they combined once again.

Other things she deemed impossible, was her sitting in a kitchen with the avengers. Earth’s mightiest heroes. The people that destroyed an entire army. travelled to space. Some even having been ripped out of time and thrown into different roles and periods. These people had stories people couldn't even dream of, lived lives people only wished to be able to experience. And here sat Lily, a single mother of an 11-year-old boy, who lived in a domestic area, and worked as a pediatrician. She was minuscule in comparison to the Gods and soldiers that sat around her.

"So, is Hunter’s father around?" a soft voice asked, an accent dripping from the words. It had pulled Lily out of her thoughts of astonishment, as she tried to wrap her head around what was currently happening.

"Hm? Oh, no," Lily spoke, her voice as soft as the gentle ripple of a pond, while she sipped the coffee they had given her. Glancing up, a few of the superheroes looked at her with inquisitive eyes, wondering where he may be, or if he even was to be anymore, "We uh, we divorced four years ago."

"I'm sorry to hear that," the girl continued. Lily had placed her as Scarlet Witch, or Wanda Maximoff. Hunter adored her. He ranted and raved about how cool her abilities were and how she could probably take down an entire army by herself if she wanted to, "He's cute. I've always wanted kids."

Lily nodded along as the conversation continued around her. She stayed as silent as a sleeping lamb, her green eyes glancing around as she tapped her fingers against her coffee mug. She wasn't sure what they wanted her to say. It had been proven time and time again that Lily was the farthest from a talker. Deep inside of her mind, the little voice of self-doubt had convinced her that no one cared about what she had to say. That the only reason people even spoke to her, to begin with, was because it was polite. But she's also been told that the world around her found that shy demeanour endearing, and mysterious. As if she held secrets behind those sealed lips when in reality, Lily was scared that if she spoke, she'd create secrets. Letting the world in on the pain she hid, that she kept locked away in a vault deep within her mind. protecting herself from being destroyed again.

"...So if you ever need a babysitter," Wanda’s voice sang again, yanking Lily away from her deeper thoughts once again, as though the two were tethered. the young blonde's attention perked up as the young girl continued speaking, "I'm your girl."

Was the Scarlet Witch, offering to babysit Lily's eleven-year-old? As in, seriously? Like to pick him up or come down from upstate New York to deliberately take care of him? If it weren't for the fact Lily rarely left the house, and if she did, it was with Hunter, she may have considered the idea. But Lily wasn't one to go out. The noise that came along with the idea of partying or going out on the town always got Lily's heart beating at a much too fast pace. If she was going out, it was to gen's cafe, or with three glasses of wine down and a whole bottle to go. The world was loud and intimidating, and could easily crush Lily's fragile heart and mind with a simple touch. And where would that lead her? Nowhere good, that's where.

"Oh that's sweet, but I don't typically go out, and when I do, he comes with," Lily stated, lips forming a tight smile as she ran her finger along the circular hole atop her mug.

"Really? A girl that's as beautiful as you must get tons of guys and go out on dates. and I see no ring on that finger," the infamous Tony Stark teased while shifting his weight to look at the blonde, "unless there's already a lucky fella."

A laugh of almost disbelief escaped through Lily's full lips as if the idea of Tony Stark calling her beautiful was too good to be true, "Oh no. my best friend tries but I don't date. Already have my hands full with work and Hunter."

"Where do you work?" Steve's voice now chimed in, pushing off the counter he leaned on as Bucky worked away, staying silent. He hadn't spoken a word to Lily since Steve walked her through the threshold of the kitchen, merely a gruff hi before returning to the feverish work he was doing on the pancakes. It was as though he was trying to make them perfect.

"I'm a pediatrician at Mount Sinai Kravis Children's Hospital down in Manhattan," Lily answered, her eyes averting from looking at any of the intimidating people around her. Why were they so interested in her? Why did they seriously care so much about her personal life? She just brought Hunter here for a tour, not an interrogation...was this what people did? Like...they wanted to learn more about her? It didn't make sense, she was pretty basic. There was nothing special to her, Lily thought.

"Oh, that's awesome. I have a few-"

"SHIT!"

The large outburst caused everybody to immediately turn their attention to where it came from. Behind the counter, Bucky was waving smoke away from his face that seemed to be billowing from the pan on the stove. He burnt the pancakes. Lily felt a small smile tug at the corners of her lips as she watched him throw a towel at the counter, his face turning a crisp shade of red, like a cherry. The moment his eyes landed on her though, his entire body lit up in a hue of pink it seemed. He grew flustered, biting down on this ever so soft lips he had. Lily was only human, she couldn't help but avert her eyes down to the thin layer of skin. And as if on cue, Wanda let her voice ring through the kitchen.

"Damn it, Barnes! I told you not to cook, and you decide to challenge your abilities in front of our guest?" The ginger exclaimed while standing from her chair, going to help the built man clean his mess.

A few of the others in the room whined, and Lily guessed they had been waiting for a bit to eat. She felt a twang of guilt deep within her, as though it was her fault. But it really wasn't, she wasn't the one making the pancakes. no, she was merely answering the personal questions they all seemed to have for her, as well as constantly glancing at the hall or behind her to see if Hunter was on his way back. Instead, he was now outside with Sam, looking at all of the different artifacts and things that weren't able to be kept inside of the compound.

"You much of a chef, Lily?" James Rhodes (Warmachine, she reminded herself), asked. No matter the amount of mental effort it took, Lily couldn't help but allow the tinge of rose to decorate her full cheeks. They seemed to want to get to know her, and she felt almost...accepted? No, maybe more so welcomed, by these beings of immense power and ability. She allowed her shoulders to relax, and her grip on her mug lessened.

"Nothing impressive, but I do know my way around a kitchen," she responded, tilting her head to the side, causing her blonde locks to dance across her shoulder, "Most nights, I try to make homemade meals for Hunt and I. It's important for a child's development." she finished but noticed how all of their eyes were glued to her. Raising her left eyebrow ever so gently, she let a giggle escape from her throat, "but sometimes I give in and order pizza."

"You should help Bucky out, he's never been the best cook. Got used to boiling everything in the forties, so he makes a mean hot dog," Steve teased, sauntering over in all of his Captain America excellence, "Anything else? Completely lost on him."

"It's a good skill to have. But difficult to master, I suppose." Lily shrugged, crossing her legs over one another as she rested her elbow on the glass table, cupping her chin as she sipped the hot liquid in her cup. She couldn't seem, however, to take her eyes off of the culprit of the burnt pancake smell. The way the muscles in his neck rippled whenever he clenched his jaw. How his metal arm glinted as a small stream of light entered through a window, creating a bright reflection. How his scruff along his chiselled chin seemed to be a bit overgrown underneath.

Her mind began to wander momentarily, a gentle and soft vision dancing itself into her brain. Him sitting on a chair in her bathroom, Lily sitting comfortably on his lap, facing him. His eyes sleepy and his hair unkempt. Her skilled and nimble hand resting on the side of his face as she trimmed underneath his jaw, getting those areas he seemed to miss. His lips parted as he seemed to slowly drift off again, as though Lily's gentle hands were willing him to...

A hand waving in front of her face snatched Lily out of her odd fantasy land. She cleared her throat and looked around her, eyebrows knitting together in confusion, as though she had been paying attention to the whole conversation she just missed. Holding her lips inside of her mouth, Lily shifted once again in her seat, attempting to play it cool as the blush that had formed on her cheeks seemed to grow rapidly.

"Sorry, could you repeat what you said?" she asked, her voice weak as her eyes shifted to look at the man behind the counter once again. She couldn't help it...he was beautiful.

"I said you should help Buck out making the pancakes. Most of us haven't eaten, and if you're as good as you say, maybe you can help." Steve grinned, a knowing glint in his sky blue eyes. The way he looked at Lily, as though he could see inside of her head, sent a shiver down her spine. The idea of anyone knowing where her mind just wandered was basically mortifying for her. Being such a conservative person, the idea of that getting out? Yeah, no.

"Oh no I shouldn't...I'm positive he's capable of making pancakes." Lily chuckled, her voice cracking halfway through. This caught everyone's interest, and Lily had to hide her face with her mug as the dark liquid slid its way down her throat.

"He isn't. We don't normally let him in the kitchen. C'mon Lily, show us whatcha got." Steve continued to pry, leaning back in his chair as the others encouraged the entire idea.

Lily's head turned back to where Bucky stood, an almost pleading yet bashful look gracing his perfectly sculpted features. Just the way his eyes seemed to call out for her, was enough to allow the eldest Osborne to give in to the peer pressure of her new acquaintances. That was something Lily believed to be impossible, being friends with these heroes. These people that laid their life on the ground multiple times, saving her and her son by protecting the world around them. She was in debt to this group, everybody was. They've kept them protected for countless years. But how would one even begin to thank them?

"Okay okay, I'll do it," Lily mumbled, finishing her drink before pushing herself out of the chair that probably cost the same amount as her dog. She pulled a hair tie from her wrist and securing the blonde locks at the nape of her neck as she gracefully floated towards the kitchen. Glancing around, she couldn't help but let out a laugh at how expensive the items around her were. Sure, she didn't live in a house with run-down appliances, but these were top-of-the-line, high-end, see-on Food Channel things. A far reach from Lily's budget, "Well, first of all, Bucky, you need to turn on the fan."

After preparing everything to ensure not only safety but also to optimize space and time, Lily turned towards the man she had just moments ago daydreamed of. For a moment, she found herself lost in those steel-blue eyes he had. As though he had captured the moon and made them his own, adding a tinge of the blue from the sky above. How with every flicker across her face, a story was told. The pain and suffering he had endured etched into the dips and creases of his face, especially around those beautiful orbs. A part of her wished that the other members of the group were gone and that she could grip the sides of his face and kiss those lips he kept licking. His tongue darting out to wet them, creating a slight chapped ring around the pink layer of skin.

"Hey if you two are done gazing into the eyes of each other and looking like Hollister models, the rest of us are hungry." Starks’s voice rang, snapping Lily out of the trance the ex-soldier had put her under for a few seconds.

"I have no idea what you're talking about, coke can," Bucky muttered while turning his gaze away from Lily's and focused on washing the blueberries, "I'm just cleaning fruit."

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Character Profile: Harry James Potter

Canon: son of James and Lily, The Boy Who Lived, orphaned by Voldemort, protected by Lily’s self-sacrifice, abused by the Dursleys, manipulated by Dumbledore, hero of the Wizarding World

AU: There were so many questions when this AU began, and they all centered around how Harry would change. I wasn’t concerned with the plot -- Voldemort could continue as he had in canon, regardless of who survived in Godric’s Hollow. But Harry? Who would Harry become with a large estate to roam, with two loving parents and two loving “uncles” to support him and guide him? Would he have siblings? What would they be like? What influence would they have on him? Would be still be in Gryffindor? Would he still be the savior of the Wizarding World?

The first question I answered was would Harry have siblings, and I pretty quickly came up with “No.” I had skimmed through other AUs like this one, seeking out more Marauders content, and had seen what it was like for Harry to have siblings. As someone who has two siblings, I knew that giving Harry siblings would complicate the plot so much. To truly flesh out these characters, to understand what it would be like to grow up in the shadow of an older brother who was the savior of the wizarding world, to understand the dynamics between siblings and how they shape us and how we shape them, and to track those changes over seven years at Hogwarts -- I wasn’t up to the challenge. In those early days of the AU, I just wanted to focus on the Marauders and who they were. I didn’t want to complicate Harry’s world. 

If I were to go back, I think that I have grown enough that I could tell the story with siblings. But I still don’t know if I want to.

Rowling had said that Lily was definitely not pregnant when she died, but it was such a strong fanon theory that I had numerous comments in those early days of the AU asking about it. I crafted the miscarriage arc in response to those comments, but I think I would have landed on infertility for James and Lily eventually, even without those comments. Harry needed to be the focus of the story, and I couldn’t do him or a sibling justice if I was splitting my time in the structure I had set up.

So that left me with two real questions: How was Harry different from canon and would he still go into Gryffindor?

I never cared much for Harry in canon, honestly, and you can thank @ageofzero​, who always connected with Harry, for helping me understand his motivations and his desires better than I did on my first few reads of Harry Potter. They helped me identify Harry’s sense of justice, his defiance of authority, and his overwhelming compassion for those in need. All of these things would stay, because I knew they existed in his parents already.

I planned early on that each Marauder would teach Harry something vital to his story. James taught him Quidditch, Lily taught him her protective charm & helped him with Potions, Remus taught him Defense and dueling, and Sirius taught him healing charms. I also knew that each character was going to pass on their personality. I never expected the running theme of James and Lily actively discussing how Harry inherited their strengths and flaws, but I found that I enjoyed it, because most often they’re discussing decisions that parallel or are even lifted straight from canon. It’s like we get a glimpse of how they would have felt about Harry’s original story, which was always the purpose of this AU.

In the end, I made three big, conscious changes to Harry: 

he would have a greater knowledge of the wizarding world (which works only because my readers share that knowledge)

he would have a greater trust of authority, thanks to having a stable home life (but not too much, because his parents were still rebels)

he would have a bit more emotional maturity -- nothing too much, but having been raised with people he could trust and talk to, he would be more willing to trust and talk to people

But nothing else had to go. He could keep all of James’ humor. He could keep all of Lily’s compassion. He could keep Sirius’ defiance and Remus’ wit. He could keep their anger and indignation and he could also carry their trauma.

Lastly, I always knew he would go Gryffindor. It’s a similar question to should Harry have siblings -- how much of Harry did I want to change? And the answer is very little. The tension, the nuance, to Harry going into any other house was not worth exploring. And, ultimately, on rereading canon!Harry’s decision, it’s not so much about him choosing Gryffindor over Slytherin. He chooses Ron Weasley over Draco Malfoy. Since there was nothing I had set up -- and nothing that I thought made sense to set up -- to change that, of course Harry would stay Gryffindor. Why shouldn’t he choose to follow his parents’ path?

This post is already longer than it needs to be, but I have to talk about how Harry has changed and grown. I love looking back at the letters eleven-year-old Harry wrote home, and then reading his letters to Cedric in Half-Blood Prince. I love seeing the way his wit and humor has evolved, and his compassion.

It’s also been an absolute blast to lean into the bi-Harry fanon. I never really planned on changing canon ships, but I wanted leave myself open to possibility. Then in Goblet of Fire, I decided on a whim that every moment Harry shared with Cho, he would share an equitable moment with Cedric Diggory. I came out of Goblet of Fire shipping Harry and Cedric so painfully, but knowing that it absolutely could not be endgame! I loved Ginny, and I didn’t have time to tease out a relationship and breakup for Harry and Cedric while also giving Ginny more depth and nuance. So instead I continued through Order of the Phoenix giving every Ginny or Cho-attractive moment an equal moment with Cedric, as if that would somehow fix the problem? And when I got to Half-Blood Prince and realized how crucial Cedric was to the quest, how key a support he was for Harry, and knowing that Ginny would be unavailable to Harry for most of the book, I threw a boyfriend at Cedric, hoping that would ease my frustration.

It only worked a little. I still love Cedric and Harry and like to think about how different the AU could have been if I had just allowed them a few stolen kisses after DA meetings in Order of the Phoenix. But I would have had to break them up and I don’t think I could have handled that.

Not to worry, though. Harry and Cedric’s arc is nowhere near finished.

Character Notes: I have no notes about Harry. I scoured three documents and scattered pages, but anything for the future is spoilers, and anything from the past you already knew, and there just are no little character notes for him. Either I know him too well or I trust my betas to know him too much. I’m sorry.