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stressisakiller · 3 years

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The Verdict

Bucky Barnes x Reader Soulmate AU

(Hello Sunflower Part 11)

Summary: It’s time to be judged, but like always, nothing is ever easy.

Warnings: refences to torture. Murder. and cussing

Word Count: 2k

A/N: A short chapter this time. I may end up rewriting this chapter and the last chapter, but we will see Let me know what you think and if you have any requests for future chapters! Thank yall for reading!’

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The trials began the Monday after you were saved from Hydra. All of the Avengers were being called in for questioning, which was ridiculous but sadly needed. Nat’s was the worst so far, as she always told you, she has a lot of red in her ledger but so did you. You knew that she hated all of the things she had done in the past and you knew having to answer for all of them was affecting her more than she would like to admit.

Today it was your turn, to say that you were nervous would be an understatement but you weren’t one to back down from a challenge. Walking into the courtroom, you could feel everyone’s eyes on you. You wore a nicer version of your usual attire but you were not going to try to put on a show for these people. If they were going to judge you they would be judging the real you. You knew that you were a sight, with the bruises and cuts that covered your face and arms. You stared forward as you walked towards the judge, not letting anyone see how nervous you really are.

The judge called you to the stand, you placed your hand on a bible, swearing that you would say the truth the whole truth nothing but the truth. You sat down at the stand and looked around at the people that had your future in their hands. Some of them looked nervous like they were afraid of you, but some of them looked calm, only one or two were openly glaring at you. You took that as a win. The questioning began.

“Tell the jury your name and your affiliation with Hydra.” You stared at the prosecutor for a moment before answering, why did he look familiar?

“My name is Y/N Stark,” you heard gasps from some of the people in the audience. “When I was born I was stolen from my family, they believed me dead. I was raised by one of their lead scientists. He told me that he was my father and since he was all that I knew I believed him. He worked for Hydra and raised me in and around a Hydra base. When I was ten they injected me with the super-soldier serum that they had also used on Bucky Barnes. I was brainwashed as used as their soldier.” Your voice was steady as you spoke, not allowing the nerves that you felt to be evident.

“After they brainwashed you they sent you on assignments? Mostly to assassinate people seen as threats to Hydra. Is that correct?” His voice held disdain for you and you swore you could hear a twinge of glee as he spoke. Your brow furrowed momentarily, why does his voice sound familiar. Something about him struck a chord in your memories but it was fuzzy.

“That is correct, however, due to the fact that they placed me in a machine that they affectionately and accurately called the blender, I had no control over my mind.”

“Would you please tell the jury what exactly this “blender” did?” he seemed to revel in your discomfort.

“It was a machine that you were strapped into, a rubber piece was shoved into your mouth so that you wouldn’t break your jaw, and electrical currents were forced through your head until all that was left was a terrible blankness.” your voice slowly falling as you spoke, the images of your father watching with glee as you were strapped to it several days ago.

“So they erased your mind?” he seemed incredulous at the possibility, “then how, pray tell, were they able to force you to do missions?” You stared at the man in front of you in disbelief, you had long ago learned how to read the emotions of others, he thought you were lying.

“After wiping us, they had a series of trigger words that would activate the soldier that they had programmed into us. The soldier's main purpose and mission was to serve Hydra. They would do anything to accomplish that.” the iron in your voice seemed to surprise him, he hadn’t expected you to fight back. He thought that you would just roll over and let them punish you for crimes that you had no choice in.

“You mean that they had full control over you? Please explain.” You bit back your anger, you couldn’t let this man anger you, if he succeeded then your cause was lost.

“Imagine being in a taxi,” eyebrows furrowed throughout the courtroom, that was not what they expected to fall from your lips, “you are in the backseat and there is a piece of bulletproof glass between you and the driver. Now imagine that this driver, driving like a maniac and hitting innocent people. But you, you’re stuck in the backseat, the doors are locked and no matter how hard you pound on that glass or how loudly you scream, you can’t make the driver stop. That is what it feels like for us when the soldier is in control.” the pain from your nails digging into your palms is what grounded you, the feeling in the pit of your stomach grew, something in his eyes was shifting, as if he was deciding something.

“Well then, do you remember what your trigger words are?” his eyes seemed to glint in the harsh light of the room. You simply shook your head,

“I have never known, once I hear the first one all I am able to focus on is the pain.”

“Let me remind you then…” a terrible grin took over his face as he spoke the first word. Pain. You were so fucking tired of the pain this brought and by the men that believed that you were nothing more than their tool. He spoke fast, the words rolling off his tongue in Russian and all you could do was clench your fists and wait it out.

“Ready to Comply.” The words felt natural on the soldier’s lips, always there, always ready. The weaselly man in front of you had the audacity to smirk at the soldier.

“Am I speaking to the soldier or to the girl.” his eyebrow raised as he spoke

“The soldier.” Her voice was colder than yours, emotionless.

“Good,” he clapped his hands together, his smile widening, “I have a mission for you, kill them.” Her eyes snapped to his, watching his reaction as the soldier spoke.

“There is only one mission,” her words were clipped, eyes narrowing as she spoke, “you have no control over me.” He blanched, stepping back as if struck,

“I am your master, you will listen to me.” his voice was raised as if he was trying to command her by sheer volume. The rest of the courtroom was watching the interaction in shock, no one dared move. Bucky watched in concern but knew that this was your battle and he would only intervene if absolutely necessary. You and the soldier stared at the man in front of you, seemingly calm, but there was a fire in your eyes.

“Fuck you. Did you really think that I was able to escape while Hydra was still able to control me with words?” The fire in your voice was barely contained, as you spat the words at him.

“You are my soldier and I demand that you listen to and obey me!” His face was turning red in anger, a fact that you and the soldier found funny.

“Bold of you to assume that I didn’t come to terms with my demons, I am both the soldier and the girl. I have been since the tattoo showed up, nothing that you could do to me affected me anymore except to cause me pain. Why do you think so many of your targets got away, or the fact that I never showed you any bodies? I am no longer under Hydra’s control, I have made peace with the soldier inside of me, we now have only one mission, and it has nothing to do with hydra.” your teeth were clenched as you spoke, fighting the urge to kill the man in front of you, instead you stood. “Men and women of the Jury as well as everyone else present. This man is Hydra, he wanted me to kill you, trying to use the brainwashing methods that they have used on me in the past. I am no longer the woman that I was back then. Neither is Bucky, the man who will be on trial before you tomorrow. We were forced to become soldiers and assassins. We had our memories and emotions ripped from us, in the most painful way imaginable. They placed words in us that would make us their puppets that we have only recently been able to get rid of. I was forced to cover my soul mark from fear of them using it against me. I was tortured in more ways than you can imagine I have been broken and pieced back together so many times that I no longer knew who I was until I was able to escape. I was forced to watch myself kill my parents and have no control over my body as I did. Yes, Bucky and I have committed a multitude of sins. But trust me when I saw that his 70 years and my 30 years under the thumb of Hydra, with no memories and no control, is enough atonement for those sins. But all the same, we will spend the rest of our days with the Avengers, saving as many lives as we can to pay for the ones that we were forced to take.”

The whole room was silent at your words, all of them surprised by the confidence and power that you exuded. The judge called for the man from Hydra to be taken and put into custody and then called for the Jury to go speak and decide the verdict. You were allowed to leave the stand and go sit by Bucky, reaching for his hand as soon as you sat. No one else could see how much you were shaking except the man beside you, you just wanted this day to be over. You wanted to be back in Tony’s lab eating chocolate and drinking coffee while watching him work. The Jury was gone for an hour, an hour of worry and fear. They filed back in, the lead handing their verdict to the judge. He asked for you to stand.

“In the case of Y/N vs the united states and Bucky vs the united states” your eyes widened in surprise, they weren’t supposed to decide for Bucky until tomorrow. Hearing his name Bucky calmly stood up beside you. “The jury finds the defendants innocent of all charges. Due to the evidence that the defendants were not acting according to their own will. The jury states that no more action will be necessary as long as the defendants agree to remain as part of the Avengers saving lives instead of ending them”

He read out the verdict as if he was ordering a Sunday lunch as if it were nothing to him that you were now free. You felt your legs begin to tremble, almost giving out under you before you are pulled into a crushing hug by Bucky and then Tony. You were finally free.

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thorne93 · 4 years

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Unforeseen Chasm (Part 17)

Prompt: Two sisters fall for men that are absolute enemies. The love they have could tear all of them apart, or it could bring them together.

Word Count:2616

Warnings: Language

Note: This is by far the longest thing I’ve ever written (including my novels). It’s a collaboration with the amazing @mrs-dragneel-stark-solo. It started as a funny “What if…?” and it evolved and got huge. This took two years to write. We are both proud and happy and we hope you enjoy it. It follows from Thor 1 to Endgame in the MCU. Some of the timelines may be off in order to fit certain people, and some characters may show up earlier or in different ways than they have in the movie. But for the most part, it follows the MCU. It also has a bit of crossover with some other Marvel characters throughout the story.

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“Now it looks like I’ve made a new addition to my powers, thanks for the addition to the collection.” She used the same energy you had thrown at her but this time it was a mix of purple and blue and hints of red.

You had no clue what it would do. Not wanting to find out you tried to move away but seemed like you were stuck to the floor. Looking down you saw that feet were being held down by the same energy.

“There’s no stopping this now. I said it before, I have defeated gods.” She emphasized on the word gods. “You’ll just become another tally on the board.”

Breathlessly, you stood after her attack.

“But you’ve never...fought… me.” Your hand charged the coffee table next to you before you threw it at her, then the bar stool, and the next one, then the cutlery, then the blender. You threw every object in the room at her, where she mostly deflected it all.

“I didn’t need to have fought you before, all their training is the same. I’d studied how Thor fought, and how Sif and the others did,” she said as she began walking towards you. “I had asked Thor to show me what he’d been training you, I figured out where your weakest points would be.” She clapped her hands together and when they opened again a great ball of energy began to form.

“Tony really has taught you a lot, hasn’t he?” you questioned with disappointment. “That’s all he ever does, and that’s all he’s shown you how to do. Find the weakness. Find their soft spot.” You shook your head, a sadness casting over your features. “Maybe you did learn my weakness, but then again, it wasn’t that hard was it? We’ve known each other for over ten years. Which means… I know your weakness too.”

Before Shannon could move, you changed your voice to match hers as you spoke to JARVIS. “JARVIS! JARVIS! Please! Send Tony. Tell him I’m hurt!” you said, your eyes narrowing on her. A smile played at your lips. “Tony will beg for death when I’m through with him,” you promised before casting an energy bolt at her so hard that she slammed through the granite countertop.

She groaned and laid in the crater she had just formed.

You stood with your hands on your hips, proud of your achievement. “Tony’s weakness is you, and he is yours. He’ll be here before we can blink.”

“That’s where you’re wrong, he isn't my weakness, he’s my strength.” She stood as if she hadn't been thrown into the countertop. “My one true weakness had been losing you, but it seems as though I already have.” A single tear slipped down her cheek.

You thought you’d gotten her weak enough to do some damage and got ready to fire the most you could at her.

“The Y/N I knew and loved is dead, all that's left is a shell of a person.” Her tears weren’t of sadness, they were of anger. In that moment, she lifted you up into the air and sent you flying out of the broken window, sending you down to the concrete of the streets. She had a hold of your neck the entire time, before slamming you into the ground. She called Tony quickly, letting him know she’d disguise herself as you so that he wouldn’t hurt her if he saw her.

She transformed into you once you hit the ground, seeing yourself standing before you, you feared what she would do. “Shannon, what are you doing?!” you demanded with whatever breath you had at the moment.

“Putting an end to all of it once and for all!” She flew back up to where she had seen Loki. You tried to get up but were confined to the ground by her powers.

The moment she landed on the balcony, Tony looked over at her and winked. He was well aware that it was her. He didn’t know exactly what Shannon had planned, but he trusted her. Pretending to be you, she ran to Loki and got on her knees looking concerned.

“My King, who did this to you?” She made her voice waiver. Caressing his face she could see why you had fallen for this man, he was beautiful.

“It’s just a scratch. We must hurry and finish what we came to do. Did you get Shannon to listen to you and ask for forgiveness?” He sat up a bit.

Confused, she didn’t understand why you bothered trying. She no longer would believe in your words.

“I tried but we fought and I left her injured. I didn’t want to do it but she wouldn’t get out of my way.” Using the powers she gained from you, she conjured up a knife, readily aimed for his heart from behind. All she needed now was to change back into herself and show him how this really ends.

You were able to get out of the hold Shannon placed on you and flew up to the balcony just in time to see that she had a knife aimed at his backside. Trying to get there in time, Tony was able to grab you. Holding you tight as you saw what she was about to do to your love.

Shannon switched back into herself right before everyone’s eyes. “Oh Loki, did you really believe that Y/N could actually do it? She may have gotten her powers but I’ve only gotten stronger in her time gone.” Just as the tip of the knife entered his back his eyes went wide with utter disbelief.

The knife slowly entered his back, only to abruptly stop. She couldn’t do it, you know she shouldn’t, but the Red Room protocol kicked in and the knife hit to the hilt. A trickle of blood poured out of his mouth.

You screamed his name out and he looked to you and saw your anguish. The scream momentarily stunned Tony enough for you to throw him out of the window. Shannon looked on, angry at what you’d just done. She ran to the edge to see he had been caught by one of his suits in time.

You ignored her as you ran quickly to Loki, crouching and searching for the knife, only to rip it out and throw it at her, while her back was turned. But thanks to her training, her reflexes had taught her well and she spun quickly to catch the knife and threw it to the side.

You held Loki in one arm while you readied your other hand, ready to take the brunt of whatever she was about to do.

The suit she had kept on the ready from earlier had sensed her distress, and your racing heart and had flown to her side, only to hit you with one of the repulsors, which you absorbed and hit the suit back, slamming it into the wall and completely disabling it.

Shannon’s eyes followed the ordeal as she saw the iron suit lay in pieces from where you destroyed it. At first she was angry, ready to hit you with whatever she had for throwing Tony out of the window and for the damage you were causing Earth.

But something stopped her. Being a spy taught her how to read a situation and suddenly… something didn’t add up.

“Wait… If you can do that--” She pointed with her eyes at the heap of metal “--and you can absorb energy… Why did you take Tony’s attack yesterday? You could’ve easily deflected it… but you didn’t… Why?” she asked curiously as she stepped forward.

All you could do was glance to each side quickly, trying to come up with a convincing lie for her. You had to keep her mad at you, or she’d die. They all would.

You opened your mouth to speak, but no words came. All you could think of was the truth.

“You let him win, didn’t you?” she realized in a soft voice. “You let Tony beat you yesterday…”

But again, nothing came.

“Answer me!” she pleaded, tears streaking her cheeks. “Why did you let him hurt you?!” she demanded, her voice booming in the common room.

Your beloved glanced to you, confusion in his eyes. He had no idea you deliberately let Tony win. Letting Tony win would mean… that you put Loki’s life on the line. Failure on your part, would result in Loki’s death, you knew this, he knew this. So why would you do this to him?

“I---I---” you tried, but you were cornered. Shannon had discovered the truth, and so had Loki.

“Ms. Shannon, Mr. Stark is on the phone for you. Is now a good time?” JARVIS announced suddenly.

You looked at her, speaking with your eyes as you’d done for years prior, telling her to answer it. Although she wasn’t sure she could trust you, she knew you would never leave a wounded Loki. Not to mention, she could easily keep you both right where you were.

Hesitantly, she responded, “Yes, JARVIS, put him through.”

“Tony, where are you? Are you okay? I’ve got both Y/N and Loki here with me. I’ll have JARVIS call Steve and the team to come get them,” she said frantic and worried he’s been injured.

“Honey, it’s alright. I'm fine, nothing I haven’t suffered before.” He tried to joke to keep things light. She was unaware that at this very moment he was flying into the rift where the aliens were entering.

“I’m serious, Tony. Come back to the tower so I can look you over.” She was sounding like herself again. She always seemed to be more herself when she talked to him.

“Remember those plans we had for tonight to go out and eat at your favorite place?” he asked, trying to keep this moment positive. He didn’t want her upset knowing he was sacrificing himself to save her life.

You could hear the whole conversation. You knew something was up with Stark. Shannon tried to reach for his location but he was out of range.

“Yes. Tony, what's wrong? You having second thoughts about going out to eat? We could stay in and watch a movie.” She wasn't sure why Tony was talking about this. But she overheard JARVIS say that he was at a high altitude and the suit would stop working soon.

“I’d do anything for you, dear. Don’t feel like going out? I’m fine with that,” he replied trying to send all his love to her.

In a panic, she ordered, “Tony, you come down from wherever your heading!”

“It’s… it’s okay… don’t worry… abou… me.” The signal was getting cut off and he couldn't hear her anymore.

“Tony? Tony! Tony… please come down I… I can’t lose you too, I love you with everything in me,” she cried to him, but the signal had been cut off. Not knowing what to do and not wanting you to see her like this, she turned around to face the city.

You could feel your heart breaking for Shannon, you didn’t want any of this to happen. But you also didn’t want Loki to be taken from your side. You were about to get up and reach for her when you bumped into a force field surrounding you and Loki away from her.

“JARVIS, call the team back to the tower I have Loki and his accomplice. They’re ready to be locked up,” she said in a rough voice. Turning, you saw her eyes were hardened with hatred and pain. And it broke your heart knowing that this was all your doing.

“Right away, Miss Shannon,” the Al responded.

She headed to the bar and began making herself a drink.

“Shannon. Shannon, wait,” you begged, stumbling towards her but when she spun to face you, her eyes were stormy and her jaw was clenched. You held up your hands in defense as you walked away. “Shannon, just listen to me for one--”

You stopped mid sentence, as you noticed all of the Chitauri had suddenly dropped dead. Oh no. Dear god no. This was failure.

You didn’t care about Earth or ruling it or being on it or never seeing it again. You cared about your loved ones, the loved ones Thanos threatened to destroy, but as you looked around at all of this carnage… What had he done? He’d made you turn against your one truest friend -- your sister. Your beloved lay bleeding on the floor thanks to your old friends. Your friend Thor was wounded and weary, fighting these monsters that call themselves worthy of Earth.

No.

No more.

Thanos could threaten you, or you loved ones all he liked, but this is where it stopped. Shannon couldn’t lose Tony too because of an evil being like Thanos. Your eyes scanned the skies to see where Stark might’ve gone. At first, there was nothing -- no sign of anything. But then you saw him, he wasn’t too far away. But he was falling… not flying.

You didn’t say a word to Shannon before glancing at her in a split second, and using all of your energy to launch out of the Tower at full speed. You flew as fast as you could, your muscles becoming sore, your body growing tired, but you pushed on, gnashing your teeth together.

Finally, you were next to him. You opened your arms and wrapped the suit into a tight embrace as the two of you plummeted toward the ground. You held out one hand and used the energy to slow the two of you. You laid Tony gently on the ground as Steve Rogers, Hulk, and Thor all came running up, ready to fight you.

But all you did was disengage his mask, and sit back.

“Come on, Tony, breathe. Open your fucking eyes you egotistical drama queen,” you ordered, angry at your old friend. “Tony, Shannon needs you. She needs you to open your eyes,” you demanded. You swore to God if this prick didn’t open his eyes in two seconds, you would rip through this suit and kill him just to bring him back again.

“Come on!” you shouted desperately and finally, his eyes flew open, gasping. Relief flooded your body as you looked down at him. His eyes met yours and the briefest flash of confusion colored his gaze before they hardened again.

With that, Steve lifted you by the bicep and Thor flanked your other side. You didn’t even try to fight it. Why should you? Why would you? You deserved whatever prison they built for you.

Hulk helped pick Tony up and carry him. All of you made your way back to the Tower where they practically threw you on the floor next to Loki.

Steve turned to Shannon and said, “I thought you said you had her?”

“What? I did. She flew out,” Shannon responded, slightly miffed, wondering what the hell Steve was talking about.

“Well clearly you didn’t, because she caught Stark midair and lowered him to the ground. If she hadn’t have caught him, he would’ve hit the pavement real hard. Not sure he would’ve survived it,” he noted, peering at you, wondering what the hell your end game was. Your loyalties were all over the map.

The lot of them stood over you two, every weapon aimed and ready at you.

Loki eased himself up onto one of the steps, trying to crack a joke. “If it’s all the same to you, I’ll have that drink now.”

You rolled your eyes and awaited whatever they had in store.

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phrynewrites · 4 years

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18? For writers qs

Hi nony!!

18. What is a line/scene you’re really proud of? Give us the DVD commentary for that scene.

Oh god it’s so hard to choose between when Brooke’s office is set on fire and the Go Fish scene in chapter 8. Uhhh...I think i’ll go with Brooke’s office being set on fire. Commentary will be in italics

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“I swear to god if any of y’all touch me one more time.” (A’keria, already has no time for anyone here. So I tried to establish that element of her character early.)

Scarlet felt around Director Hytes’ dark office, patting the walls down until she found the light switch. Landing on it, she flicked it on with a satisfying exhale, illuminating the pictures she taped all over Director Hytes’ walls, threw all over her desk and floor, and hung from the ceiling with strings of paperclips. She took in the Margaritaville machine, the festive cups with pre-placed and opened paper umbrellas, and the banner behind them all. (We later find out that Scarlet is the one who plans all the parties, so I definitely wanted her to have the greatest hand in setting up this whole thing. Also, I needed an impetus for a little animosity that stems from differing personalities, so having her really be proud of all of this and Brooke be sooo upset was how I came to get their differences to the forefront.)

It was perfect. The only way it could be more perfect is if everyone could shut up until Director Hytes and Yvie returned from the Northside police station. I also needed Yvie to be out of the scene so she couldn’t convince Scarlet that it was in her best interest to not throw this whole party. (Yvie at this point knows the most about Director Hytes (besides Vanjie, who knows that she loves her and would also like to be fucked over her desk) and she’s also the only one whose opinion Scarlet would listen to, so she had to be removed from the scene until the moment Director Hytes walked in.)

“Please stop touching A’keria, and please shut up until she gets back.” Scarlet tried to sound demanding, but the giddy lilt of her voice betrayed her. “It’s supposed to be a surprise, so I’m gonna turn the lights off again.” With a flick, the room became dark again.

“Get your hand off my boob.” (idk i just think it’s very Big Silk to yell out about someone touching her boob)

“Ain’t no one touchin’ your boob, Silk,” A’keria replied, rolling her eyes.

“You tell that to my boob, A’keria.”

“Shut up and stand in your places, and stop touching each other without consent.”

“Consent is important,” Vanjie agreed, pulsing the Margaritaville machine to test the ice-crushing function. (Fun fact: I like to include a reminder of consent in all my fics before anything happens between the characters, like Daybreak over Manhattan Yvie asking if she can kiss Scarlet or When the Sun Sets on Us Scarlet asking “please” when Yvie seems to want to kiss her. Just a lil something to affirm the comfort of everyone in the scene. This is all to say this is a precursor to some consensual boob-touching later in the fic)

The faint click of heels came in closer as the girls scrambled to their stations. (Director Hytes fully wears staggering stilettos and gives off some Miranda Priestly vibes until she takes a chill pill, i.e. Vanjie tells her she’s a little intimidating. So the heels clicking felt super necessary and something people could immediately tell meant Brooke was approaching)

“Yeah, honestly, thank you so much.” Yvie shed her jacket. “I really didn’t think they’d cave to having to conduct all administration and grading of exams in-house.”

“Well.” Director Hytes followed suit, tossing her coat over her arm and reaching for her office door. “They have to. We’re the bosses around here. They can just deal with it.” She entered her office and hit the light switch. (Another promotion of the theme of women in power, specifically governmental power, where decisions are made)

“Surprise!” The girls exclaimed as Silky turned on the speaker, A’keria fed tequila and margarita mix into the Margaritaville machine while Vanjie pulsed the blender, and Scarlet stood in the corner, gesturing at the “Welcome Director Brooke Lynn Hytes” banner with a stupid grin on her face. (Scarlet fully had them practice this reveal multiple times in order for it to look so smooth when the lights were turned on. Most times, Silky couldn’t get the speaker to connect to her phone and Scarlet was just running around the office, trying to help with anything before she was told to stop)

Yahoo! This is your celebration! Yahoo! This is your celebration! (just a little musical break to really make the silence later extra awkward)

“What… I...” Director Hytes stood slack, speechless as her coat slipped from her arms and onto the floor, covering a picture of herself in a pale pink leotard, tutu, and pointe shoes. (Was she a dancer in a past life? Will she ever talk about it? Time will tell but I will not)

Celebrate good times, come on! Let’s celebrate!

“It’s a party for you!” Scarlet reached for Director Hytes, pulling her deeper into the room as A’keria forced a frozen margarita into her clenched fist. (I thought immediately of that episode of Spongebob where he tries to teach squidward to jelly fish and Patrick just keeps yelling “firmly grasp it!” and shoves the net through squidward’s cast. So, like, that’s the vibe here.) “We wanted to throw a welcome party for you, you know, to make you feel welcome,” Scarlet emphasized.

“Where did—what is?” Director Hytes gestured around the room with her un-margaritaed hand, eyes wide as she took in all the pictures hanging from her walls, taped to her monitor, descending from the ceiling.

“Oh okay, so this is my favorite part!” Scarlet spun around the room, eyes wide, prompting everyone to take in her handiwork before continuing, “So I found all these pictures of you, dancing, on the beach, at hockey games—you have such a good feed by the way, it was super cute to scroll through. (Scarlet works in PR basically, and later on in he series, it really shows) Anyway,” she paused for a breath. “So we wanted to know more about you and really get to know you and that’s where we found all this. And then Ra’jah over in media printed it up for us and I hung them up.”

There’s a party goin’ on right here, a celebration to last throughout the years…

“And we learned so much! I couldn’t even tell that you were Canadian, but I guess I really don’t know what a Canadian accent would sound like in Virginia, so now I know,” she laughed at herself, gesturing at a photo of Director Hytes throwing back a beer while wearing a Maple Leafs jersey. “And I even thought you looked like a dancer, but seeing these pictures of you while dancing and seeing you right here, right now, well, I can really see it. And you have such a nice family with your cute little cats and your wife. (Scarlet spoke too soon. We will learn more about why in chapter 10) I was trying to find a wedding photo after we found the engagement photos but I just couldn’t pull one up…” (Hint: there is no wedding photo)

Celebrate good times, come on!

Director Hytes gripped the chair behind her desk, staring with glassy eyes at Scarlet, while Vanjie continued to pulse the blender of the Margaritaville machine.

“Anyway it was so cute, so we had to print those too. But I was so happy to find out that I wasn’t the only old married broad here,” Scarlet joked.

A’keria flashed a quick look at Yvie, who was staring contemplatively at the frozen margarita Vanjie placed in her hand moments ago. (A’keria, the all knowing, all seeing deity, already know’s how Yvie feels every time Scarlet mentions that she’s married.)

“And here’s something that’s not a picture but really would be a good picture,” Scarlet lifted up a hulking lasagna housed in a glass Pyrex dish decorated in small, painted flowers, showing Director Hytes the bubbling crust. “I had Brigid make her lasagna for the party. You have to try my wife’s lasagna. I call it the best lasagna in the tri-state because it probably is. I mean...” She placed the lasagna back on Director Hytes’ desk. “I’m no slouch, but she’s like, super good.”

Director Hytes swayed a little bit before tightening her grip on the chair and placing her sweating frozen margarita down on top of a picture of her and the red-head, watching the condensation drip on the woman’s face. She looked like she was seconds away from breaking, and Vanjie unplugged the Margaritaville machine, looking her up and down as she watched Director Hytes stiffen again, trying to return to the same cold woman they met that morning.

Because I’m happy, clap along if you feel…”

“Shut that off.” Director Hytes glared at Silky, who scrambled to unplug the aux cord.

Scarlet bit her cheek, watching Yvie’s eyes wildly circle the room. It looked like a hold up, and Scarlet and Brooke are in the center of it. (Scarlet typically looks toward Yvie for reassurance, but this time was only reassured that she fucked up big time.)

“Are you—” (She’s going to ask Brooke if she’s okay. Brooke is in no way okay)

“How much time, money, and government resources did you waste by putting up all these pictures of my old life? You absolute, complete—” Director Hytes stopped herself, loosening her grip on the chair and standing upright again. “I cannot believe that you feel absolutely no remorse using your work day to scroll through Facebook, dredge up my past, and plaster it all over my office—which none of you should ever be in without my permission or explicit invitation—and you do it all on the taxpayer’s dime.” (Brooke’s really not having it with her old life. Also she truly doesn’t know what Scarlet’s job is but she does not like it one bit.)

Scarlet inhaled, blinking up at the fluorescents, rubbing her arm. “I feel like you’re really mad at me.”

“I am. I’m mad at all of you. Now go. Get out of my office. Everyone. Go.” Director Hytes replied bluntly in rapid-fire succession as her voice threatened to break. But the four were nearly paralized in their spots, clutching their drinks, watching as Director Hytes turned her attention toward Yvie. “And you, you’re trying to tell me that we have so many incomplete projects because everyone is working so hard at smaller tasks? Would you tell me that Scarlet was working hard today? And oh, Vanessa’s working really hard over at that blender...”

Director Hytes expected an answer. She always did. Yvie took a sip of her drink, waiting for Director Hytes to finish her ranting before she replied. “Well, Scarlet means well. She always does. She…” Yvie trailed off. “They all do, really. And it’s just a bunch of paper. Like you said,” Yvie smirked, stirring the paper umbrella around her frozen margarita, prepared to toss Director Hytes’ words right back at her. “We have bigger problems here.” (It had to be Yvie here with about as much structural power in this department as Brooke. Mostly because of their different, yet strong conflict styles.)

She breathed out and in, taking her drink back off her desk. “Okay, okay. I almost lost it there. I don’t want to lose it. I can’t lose it,” she spoke quietly, breathlessly, before forcing the straw into her mouth, face still fuming, but mind lowering in temperature.

“Hello, hello, hello!” (Christine) the two exceptionally cheerful voices of Shuga and Nina cut through the slowly falling tension as they entered the office, carrying a massive sheet cake decorated with scattered candles and a cursive piped “Welcome Director Hytes.”

“Hello, hon, I’m Shuga,” she began, raising her line of sight from the cake to Director Hytes, who looked no less pinched and angry than before. In fact, she might have looked angrier once she saw that her employees not only accomplished nothing between themselves today, they roped others into their nonsense.

When Director Hytes released a near freezing glare and shot it at Nina and Shuga, all Shuga could do was stumble over a stilted, “Jesus, child, ooh she’s mad ,” while letting the cake slip from her hands. And all Nina could do was reach haphazardly in front of her, trying to grip Shuga’s end of the cake while sputtering out “oh no, oh no, god no, oh no ,” as the cake hit the ground. And all the cake could do was slam against the floor, which was still littered in printed pictures of Director Hytes, the red-headed woman, and her two cats, the flames of the candles immediately licking at the heaps of printed pages, scorching the carpet and setting off the sprinkler system. (I thought, how can I take a just barely resolved situation and set it on fire. So I set it on fire)

“We weren’t ready for you!” Silky stomped, covering her hair with her hands.

“Girl, the word was Go . We heard go and we came in,” Shuga shrugged, kicking the wet photos off her shoes. “I don’t know what else you wanted us to do, honey.”

“Well, we have to call someone about this.” Scarlet pulled off her blazer, using it to cover Director Hytes’ laptop as best she could.

“We’re the people we have to call!” Director Hytes threw her hands in the air, frozen margarita sloshing over the edge of her glass. “And who put candles on the cake? It’s not even my birthday.” (Honestly, she’s having the worst first day at the job ever now she’s gotta call herself about her burning office)

“We know, you’re a Pisces, just like me.” (I think this is somehow still my most iconic line from this fic? idk but Scarlet being fully off topic has gotten many amused comments and I feel fully established her character here)

“Oh my god, Scarlet.” Director Hytes held the cold glass to her forehead, feeling her head begin to spin, desperately needing to cool down. The water pouring down from the sprinklers just wasn’t enough.

“I did,” Vanessa added timidly, looking over at A’keria, who continued to sip her frozen margarita, unbothered. (A’keria is either mad as hell or unbothered that’s the way it is) “I thought it’d be, you know, all festive and shit.” (Totally necessary for the call back in Vanjie’s birthday chapter. Gives their relationship a point from which to build.)

Director Hytes began opening her mouth to respond, but instead shook her head and squeezed her eyes shut tighter, leaning against her sopping wet walls, releasing a shuttering, “Get out of my office.”

#for anon #asks answered #ask phryne #fanfic writer asks #dops #the department of public safety

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thedarkbluelake · 4 years

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The Clone Sisters Story Part 13

Part 13: Energy Burst

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Rem (c) @dreadangel

Rem slammed several guys against light polls.

“Damn this women is an army of one...” Cecil thought to himself, suplexing one into a table. Springing back onto his feet. Getting knocked back “Damn it... Reaching my limit....” He said gripping his shirt.. “Goddamn it... At this rate I’ll have a heart attack...” He stood up as another goon readied to hit him again. Rem rushed up close lining him.

“Ya already? You look like you’re about to pass out” She helped Cecil up. “My heart isn’t the best, If I keep going it’ll stop...” He admitted. “Oh dear... Better end this quickly then!!!” She replied, kicking up a chair. “Enjoy the show, love!!!” Cecil sat down. “Can you really take them all on?” He asked Creaking her knuckles “Oh, I was holding back before.” She ran towards the remaining goons “I hope you’re not joking....” He said.

Mean while Cell and Mercury were hiding inside the food stand. Mercury sat starring on with the biggest grin on her face. Cell huddled in a corner, shivering, looking like she’s about to cry. “I-I’m s-scared, I-I want it all to stop, why’d I agree to come here?!?!” She said. The food stand worker kneed down “Hey, its okay. Your Dad and that lady has got it covered..” He said to Cell “D-Dad?” She looked up tears rolling down her face. “Yeah, Cecil is your Dad right?” He looked confused. Mercury started giggling uncontrollably

“T-Thats s-so awesome!!!” She stated, both Cell and the worker looked at her “A-All those flips, kicks, punches, slamming those jerks into things.... All of it... ITS SO AWESOME!!!!!” She said as if something inside her snapped. “M-Mercury? Please don’t get back into that...” Cell said “But Cell, look at it, It looks like so MUCH fun!!! I just want to get that rush again, it felt like I was flying, like a spark inside me a lite into a raging inferno!!” She replied.

Cell got up grabbing on Mercury, Mercury looked surprised. “P-PLEASE DON’T ABANDON ME!!!!” Cell said crying “Y-You’re the only one that truly understands why I’m the way I am, PLEASE DON’T LEAVE ME BEHIND, PLEASE DON’T LEAVE ME ALONE!!!!!” She bagged. Mercury starred at her “C-Cell....” She said looking back to the fight, then back to Cell.. “Please don’t cry, I... I’ll stay right here...” She replied hugging Cell. The shop keeper grabbed some napkins “Now, Now. Its okay...” Wiping Cell’s face “Looks like The fights it almost over...”

Rem socked charged into the group, knocking them over. Before kicking one into the air, grabbing his foot and then using him as a club began to slam him into his allies before throwing him into a tree. Cecil watched on. “S-Shes one of the Squid Sister’s f-friends? They befriended a fucking monster..” He thought to himself, slowly blacking out. “Administrating shocked” A robot voice said, soon Cecil shook several times before coming back to his senses “Damn it, my heart stopped again...” He looked around seeing Rem standing in front of the last goon.

“Tell your boss if I see you all harass this man or try to kidnap his daughters again, I’ll beat him till he can only eat things out of a blender!!!” She yelled at him, causing him to run off in fear. She turned to look at Cecil then running over to him “Ya okay, love?” She asked helping him up “Y-Yeah, my defib got my heart going again...” He said “Well, you’re back to reality plus, your daughters are safe!!!” Rem pointed to Cell and Mercury walking out from the food stand. “D-Daughters...” He said to himself.

Cell ran up to him, crying “That was so s-scary!!!” She said, hugging Cecil. He knelt down. “I’m sorry for scaring you, are you alright?” He asked her “N-No, I.. I wanna go home, PLEASE!!!!” She begged. Cecil nodded in agreement “Alright, Let me check on Mercury first and get the food.” He got up “mind keeping an eye on Cell while I check on Mercury?” He asked Rem. “Sure thing” Rem replied nodding. “Thank you...” He replied walking up to Mercury

“Are you alright Mercury? You’re not hurt are you?” He said kneeling down. “T-That was... WILD, ALL THAT FIGHTING!!! SEEING YOU KNOCK THAT GUY AROUND, A-A-AND HER!!!! ONE WOMEN ARMY, SEEING HER THROW THOSE GUYS AROUND LIKE THEY WERE CHEAP DOLLS AND BASSING THEM INTO ANYTHING AND EVERYTHIN-” Cecil shook her “Did you hit your head?” He asked. She starred at him, shaking and smiling. “I’m perfectly fine!!! Its just in the moment when I jumped on that guy, I felt like I woke from a dream covering in shadows and I see my path forward!!!” She jokingly pointed as she said that.

“Great... I think she mentally snapped....” Cecil thought to himself. “Go to Cell and wait for me...” She nodded, and skipped over.

Cecil got up and walked over to the stand “Thank you for keeping them safe and sorry for the trouble” “Nah, it an’t your fault.” He placed the food on the counter. “Made it to go, since I imagine she wants to leave.” Cecil sighed “Threw in an extra for your battle buddy too!!” “Thanks...” He paid for the food grabbing the bag.. “See ya, Father of the year!!” The worker said jokingly. Cecil slightly blushed then turned and waked back to Cell, Mercury and Rem.

“SERIOUSLY ALL THOSE MOVES WERE AWESOME, I THINK YOU BROKE THEM IN HAFT!!!!” Mercury said to Rem making her laugh. “That wasn’t even me trying, love!!!” Rem stating then getting up as Cecil got closer. “Hey there, she loved the show.” “I think something inside her snapped.” He replied handing Rem the food “The worker made you something too..” “Oh, Cheers. Thank you!!!” Rem Yelled and waved at the worker who smiled and returned the worker. before turning back to Cecil.

“Oh nearly forgot, where’d you learn to fight like that? It feels familiar...” She asked. “From my Mother, shes an Octoling.” He replied. Rem clapped “Oh rrrrriiiigggghhhhhttt, well it looked more... complete? Yeah, like you knew how it was meant to flow!”. Cecil sighed “Well she an elite....” “Well, next time I wanna try it for myself!! Lets spar sometime!!” Rem replied. “Sure...” Cecil said picking Cell up, Cell hugged him tight, then handed Mercury the food then holding her free hand. “I’d better get these 2 home before something else happens....” “Cheers!!” Rem replied walking back towards the studio.

Soon they reached the car. Placing Cell and Mercury in the the back seats, got in and began to drive, soon reaching home. As soon as the doors unlocked. Cell ran out and inside. followed by Mercury. “Slow down speedy!!!” She yelled... Leaving Cecil sitting alone in the car. “Daughters....” He thought to himself before grabbing the food, getting out and entering the house.

TO BE CONTINUED

#Cecil #Cell #Mercury #Rem #Splatoon #Splatoon 2 #Splat2n #the clone sisters #The Clone Sisters story #story by me #My characters #Other Peoples Characters #Part 13 #Long part

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mrs-dragneel-stark-solo · 4 years

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Unforseen Chasm (part 17)

part 17 of Unforseen Chasm

Prompt: Two sisters fall for men that are absolute enemies. The love they have could tear all of them apart, or it could bring them together. Word Count: 2616 Note: This is by far the longest thing I’ve ever written (including my other fic series). first major Collab with my best friend @thorne93 what was first a simple “what if” moment turned into a two year writing session and I’ve never been more prouder of myself than when i started my first series. goes through most of the MCU plots there are some changes to accommodate for what we wanted and there is a bit of a crossover between the MCU and other characters. I hope you guys enjoy reading this just as much as I enjoyed writing it.