owlhxnter

[frizzle-mcshizzle]

Sokeefe headcannons?

*rumages through my brain* haven’t thought about these two in ages

Sophie brings Keefe books on famous artists, his favorite being Vincent van Gogh because of his battles with depression

they go on a date to the lego batman movie dressed as batman and batgirl

Keefe and Sophie will bake in the kitchen trying to make Sophies’s favorite desserts getting into flour fights

this song is more them than any of the Taylor swift songs (sorry swifties) i wasn’t even in deep fandom brain rot when i listened to it, but it screamed sokeefe to me always has always will.

instead of having widow sleep overs they’ll call late at night and just leave their imparters on to try to fight nightmares

they make a club called genetically modified child club, they have tee shirts

they rock out to MCR and Fallout boy together when they are having hard days

Keefe obviously takes her last name when they get married, thats a given

they sometimes go on alicorn rides, no destinations in mind they just go fly, and forget about their problems and responsibilities just for a moment

sometimes Keefe will stare at the brand from the Ruewen pin on his hand and Sophie will kiss his palm

they decide to leave the black swan and move to a small cottage somewhere where they’re not the moonlark and the Sencen boy they’re just themselves and they can finally live a normal life.

[tulsa-trash]

We Belong Together

Request: Can you do one where Johnny is cuddling with y/n and they ask what he sees in them, then he tells them how much he loves them?

WARNING(S): Mentions of abuse It was a cool summer night, and by far one of the best nights you've had in a long time. The lighting in your bedroom was dim, you had your window cracked open to let in a small breeze. The temperature earlier that day was excruciatingly hot, but now that the sun was down it was perfect. The record player on your nightstand was playing "We Belong Together" by Richie Valens. You and your best friend Johnny were huge fans of the singer, so you figured it was appropriate you play one of his records while John was over.

You're mine And we belong together You were laying in your bed with Johnny's sleeping figure on top of you, he was in between your legs with his arms wrapped around your torso. You softly hummed along to the lyrics while your fingers raked through his raven locks, a permanent blush tainted your cheeks due to how close the both of you were in the moment. His warm cheek was pressed against your collar bone as small snores escaped past his lips, he looked relaxed for once. You had known Johnny for quite a while, and you've cuddled with him multiple times before, but tonight just felt different.

Yes, we belong together For eternity You couldn't help but feel guilty for having such a good time, because the whole reason the boy was in your bed was because things got really bad at home again. Usually he goes to the lot or to the Curtis house at times like these, but this was the first time he ever showed up at your house in the middle of the night. You weren't clueless about the abuse he faced at home, if anything you spent most of your time worrying about him whenever he wasn't around. Thoughts of Johnny clouded your mind more often than you'd like to admit, which almost felt wrong because you knew that "normal" friends don't constantly think about how handsome their other friends are. The feelings you had for him were more, you finally came to terms with that, but the last thing you wanted to do was spring something like that on him while he was sobbing in your arms. Needless to say, waking up to see his broken expression staring back at you through your window ripped your heart into shreds.

You're mine Your lips belong to me You closed your eyes and breathed in deeply, savoring the moment as much as humanly possible. If only the both of you could just stay here locked away in your room forever. "Yes, they belong to only me." You sang quietly, one of your hands moved down from his hair to his back to rub his shoulders. "For eternity." A low groan erupted from the sleeping boy as he began to stir in his sleep. You immediately removed your hands from him and laid them by your sides awkwardly, afraid you had made him feel uncomfortable. "Mmm..." Johnny hummed He lazily lifted his head from your chest to look up at you. A smile tugged at your lips upon the sight of his messy hair and half-asleep state. He was an angel. "Why'd you stop?" He asked, his voice sounding foreign to you. It was deeper and scratchier than usual, it sent shivers down your spine. "S-Stop what?" "You was rubbin' my head." He grumbled before burying his face in your neck. "It felt nice." "Oh." Your hands shakily returned to massage his scalp, Johnny let out a content sigh. The feeling of his breath fanning your neck sent goosebumps flooding over your skin. You're my, my baby And you'll al-al-always be "I'm sorry if my god awful singin' in your ear woke you up." You joked. Johnny let out a breathy laugh, "You didn't wake me, doll." Doll, such a simple nickname yet you yearned for it to have a significant meaning behind it. "Okay." You whispered. I swear by everything I own You'll always, always be mine 'Oh if only it were that easy, Richie.' You thought to yourself. "You okay?" "Hm?" "You alright?" He asked you again. You laughed, "I think I'm the one thats supposed to be askin' you that. Don't worry about me, John. You got enough stress as it is." His arms untangled themselves from around you and moved underneath your pillow, it felt like he was cradling your head in his hands. You were now running your fingertips up and down his back, lightly dragging your nails every now and then. "I always worry about you." He admitted. Your heart was doing summersaults in your chest at this point. Why was every little gesture-- every word affecting you as much as it did? He wasn't making this easy at all. You mentally cursed at yourself as tears began to prick your eyes, you hastily blinked them away.

You're mine And we belong together "Johnny." "Yeah?" "What... What do you see in me?" You regretted your words as soon as they left your mouth. Your hands unintentionally stopped running along his back and you could've sworn you felt him tense up. The both of you silently embraced each other while your question hung heavy in the air. As more seconds passed your anxiety sky rocketed, all you could think about was the possibility that you just ruined your relationship with your best friend. You cleared your throat nervously, "Uh, never mind. Forget I said anything." "Well... I see a good friend." He finally answered. Your heart dropped into your ass at his statement. Jesus christ, the friend zone-- "I care about you a lot." He continued. "You've done a lot for me and you're one of the best people... if not the best person in my life." Yes, we belong together For eternity The song ended, now the room was really quiet. Once he realized you weren't saying anything he propped himself up to look at you. He could immediately tell by the look on your face that something was bothering you. "Hey..." He was fully sat up in between your legs now, "Whats the matter?" By now you were even more upset due to him pulling away, you just wanted to hold him a little bit longer before he went away. You hated yourself for even saying anything. Your brain wracked for any excuse you could use but it was no use, it was too late to take it back and you couldn't lie to him. "I love you." You admitted. His eyes softened as he looked down at you, you looked absolutely horrified. Before he could even respond you spoke again. "I don't mean as friends either..." Your eyes averted his gaze. "It's okay if you don't feel the same, I won't be weird about it or anythin'." He shook his head and snickered, "You didn't even let me answer you, honey." "Honey?" "Y/N." He smirked at you, making you roll your eyes. He was definitely getting a kick out of your embarrassment, yet you almost don't even mind because it seemed to be cheering him up. "I love you too." Your eyes widened in pure shock, you could've sworn your ears were playing tricks on you. "I love you." He continued. "You are my best friend, you make me happy, and I don't know where I'd be if I didn't have you in my life." You didn't even notice you started crying until he swiped under your eyes with the pad of his thumbs. "Are you sure you're not just sayin' that cuz you feel bad?" You sniffled. "Oh stop it." He leaned forward and placed a soft kiss on the corner of your mouth, you were still so shocked you couldn't even reciprocate the kiss. He laid back down, only this time he was on the side of you and he pulled you against him so that he was spooning you. You felt him place another kiss on the back of your head. "I love you." He told you again. "I love you too." You murmured in disbelief. He paused for a moment, as if he was debating the next thing he was going to say. If you didn't know any better you would think he fell asleep, but you could tell he was awake just by his breathing. "You're my girl, right?" His voice was so small you almost didn't hear him. Butterflies were in an absolute frenzy in your stomach. If this was a dream, you certainly wouldn't mind if you never woke up. The feeling of Johnny's finger rubbing soothing circles on your hip reminded you that this was in fact real. "Of course."

[sweetchup]

A Helping Hand 4: Ghosts of Pasts // Day 1

Type: Shalnark x reader

Au?: Savior Au

Word Count: 2,800+

Warnings: Reminsing of last chapter, Injury, Meteor City mentioned

Author Note: Ah! I��m glad to be back writing this series sorry for the long wait. I split chapter 4 up into multiple parts so it’s going to be looooong.

Also, I’ve started a Taglist for all of my series to make it easier for people to find out when the next installation is. So if you want the be added just sent me an ask thats not anonymous and I’ll add you.

<—(Pt.3) / (Pt.4.2)—>

A Helping Hand Masterlist

It was the eve of December 18th, when snow finally fell throughout the Republic of Padokea. However, there was no celebration or cheer by the citizens as all of the festive winter holidays had already passed by then. With most just deciding to bunker in for a quiet night at home. Even at the Hospital near the bloodthirsty Heaven’s Arena it was rather quiet, almost dull in a way.

Though, one specific doctor, Doctor (y/n) of the intensive care unit, had little to complain about the lack of patients and activity. It was rather refreshing actually, mostly due to the fact it was your last night on the job before you went on your week long holiday break, a break you had planned out with your supervisor months ahead of time.

Months before you had met a specific man. Much more specifically, a specific patient named Shalnark Ryuseih. A member of the infamous Phantom troupe who you had saved from his demise at the Heaven’s Arena.

…. As well as someone you might have developed a really really big crush on during your time taking care of him. But, that’s a story for another day and something you shouldn’t be worrying about right now. Especially since you still have plenty of time left on the clock before you go home.

As the seconds click a way, you find yourself letting out a groan. It was no use. You couldn’t get him out of your mind.

You just wished that it was the usual thoughts of Shalnark that festered in your mind during work. The ones that were caused from something as simple as him holding you in his arms tighter than usual while he slept one night or perhaps a teasing comment he shot at you while passing in the hall.

But that sadly wasn’t the case.

For the last couple of weeks, Shalnark had been acting…… weird.

Well he technically always acted weird—a man who actually enjoyed indulging in birthday cake flavored ice cream could not be considered normal in your book— but this time, he was actually acting quite strange.

Sometimes, when doing check ups or just visiting his room you could hear him sigh. It was quite unnoticeable at first, you had just thought he was frustrated with some new tech thing he got into, but as December went on the sigh only got heavier and more frequent. This was also when some of Shalnark’s other actions started to be strange as well, something as simple as,“What are you doing for the Holidays?” Or, actually now that you think about it, anything that was remotely related to the holidays would have the corner of his lips drop slightly. Something very strange for him, for he hardly faltered that smile of his.

And it wasn’t as if you weren’t trying to find out what was wrong. You had asked him plenty of times about his new habits. Though, in a Shalnark fashioned way, he would just brush you off with a grin and be confused as to what you were talking about.

So, if Shalnark isn’t going to tell you himself what was wrong. You were just going to have to take it upon yourself to make him feel better. Emotional health is just as important as physical health in your book.

“For the last time (y/n), I hope you know what you are getting yourself into.” Mal reminds you for the 15th time since you entered her office space.

“Yes, yes. I understand, don't worry about it.” You reassure the older woman as you continue to fill in the blanks to finish up the paperwork. All the while attempting to ignore her as she nags your ear off. “Okay I’m done. Thanks by the way Mal, I really owe you one”

As Mal takes the paperwork from your hands, she gives you one last warning of caution,

“I know Shalnark is under your care and all, and you have gotten pretty close to him during his stay…. but don’t you think having him leave with you for vacation is a little much? It’s legal, for some odd reason, but you should be careful. Not only is he a grown man that could try anything while you are alone with him but if any of the higher ups hear about this, you could get in a lot of trouble.”

“True, but I doubt that,” You hum out as you fumble with grabbing your winter coat off the rack, “The higher ups don’t exactly care much about paperwork unless one of the secretaries, like yourself, reports something. So unless you choose to report me, I don’t have much to worry about.”

“Fine. Just…. be careful. I swear you have been getting more and more reckless the more you spend with that man.”

“I will. Don’t worry, Mal. See you in a week!!”

“Okay, see you in a week.” Mal responds back, her wave goodbye immediately faltering as you close the door. Taking a deep breath to calm down the uneasy feeling in her gut, She just hoped you knew what you were doing.

Once Mal sends you off, you make your way in the direction of Shalnark’s room. You are excited to tell him about your little surprise but also quite scared because you did not exactly ask him… permission…. to sign him out.

“Come in.” Shalnark's voice rings out from behind the door as you knock. Coming into the room, you see that, as per normal, Shalnark was clicking away at his laptop. He seemed busy with something since even when you took the seat at his bedside he couldn’t seem to tear his eyes away from the screen.

After a couple more minutes of listening to the clicking of keys, Shalnark finally closes his laptop and turns his attention to you.

“Hello (y/n)! What brings you in here today?” He asks, resting his chin on one of his hands as he observes you. As Shalnark scans you up and down you can’t help but notice the mischievous look in those blue eyes of his. You kind of wondered what he was thinking, or possibly planning, but then again— knowing Shalnark —you didn’t want to know what was running through that brain of his.

“Can’t I just visit you?”

“I guess you could.” Shalnark comments halfheartedly as if you don’t already visit him for fun on the daily already, “I’m just surprised you haven’t gone home for your vacation. It’s your last shift tonight, right?”

Shalnark might have asked the last part as a question, but you already knew— from tons of experience with dealing with him —that he already formed his own answer in his head.

“Missed me that much huh?...” Shalnark whispers out, his eyes seeming to sparkle under the light as he leans back against the headboard of his bed.

“S-shut up.” You grumble out. Swiftly putting the paperwork in your hand up to your face as you could already feel your cheeks begin to flare up from flusteration. You swore this man had no sense of fear or dignity.

“Hmm?” You feel Shalnark grab at the paperwork wrinkled in your hand; recognizing his photo ID on the cover. “What’s this?”

“Paperwork.”

“What type of Paperwork?” Shalnark presses forward, already taking it from your hand to examine it. No matter how close you two have gotten during his stay, he has always been extremely thorough about looking at what you put down on his paperwork. Must be something he picked up while being in the troupe you guessed.

Suddenly, you see Shalnark’s gaze pause on a section of the paperwork. His body unintentionally freezing up in surprise as he rereads it again. However, instead of instantly asking or explaining his confusion, your eyes are trained to his lips, ever so slightly parted due to confusion.

Unconsciously, you run your fingers over your neck. Your mind flashing back to what happened when Shalnark was under the effect of the aphrodisiac drug. The tingly feeling of his lips raking up and down your neck. Kissing, sucking and biting at any possible skin he could—

“(Y/n), What is this?” He mumbles out, his eyes still trained to the paperwork.

“U-uh Well…” You pause for a second as you try to calm yourself down from your thoughts, thinking about what you should exactly say, “Recently, I’ve noticed you being quite down. Kind of depressed or miserable in a way—”

“Huh? I haven’t been depressed.” Shalnark exclaims, snapping out of the trance he was in as well as cutting off what you were saying.

“Let me finish idiot.” You grumble at Shalnark, flicking his forehead in anger. “Also even if you aren’t depressed—“

“Which I’m not.”

“...Do you want to get punched this time?” You threatened, watching as Shalnark suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. Memories flashing in his head of Lara pissing you off and facing your unwavering wrath. After one last glare, you continued what you were explaining, “As I was saying, Even if you aren’t depressed, it would be good for you to get out of the hospital. Hence why I decided to sign you out for my vacation week.”

It’s silent in the room as Shalnark just stares at you; an unreadable expression on his face. However, before you can figure out what expression it was, he quickly snaps out of it.

“Oh nice. That’s actually awesome.” Shalnark announces out, letting out a small giggle. “Just one question though… Is this even legal?”

“In a way…” You squeak out, watching as Shalnark looks at you with a knowing smile. Clearly understanding that you were pressing the line of legality and a possible felony in this situation.

“Well,” You watch as Shalnark shuffles out of bed; Planting his feet in front of yours before sending you a subtle wink, “Let’s get out of here before we get caught, okay?”

—.—.—.—.—.—

“So,” Shalnark starts, looking at the small white townhouse in front of him, “This is your house?”

“Um. Yeah?” You answer questioningly as you fiddle with your keys, “What about it?”

“Oh nothing.” You watch as Shalnark squats down in front of the garden gnome next to your tomato plant. Seeming to take in the plethora of plants covering your front patio. “It’s cute. I like it.”

“Thanks.” You mumble out bashfully as you unlock the front door, “I only rent the bottom floor of this place so it's quite small. But it's home.”

Before you enter, You offer a hand to help Shalnark up (He still has quite the injury in his legs after all) and watch as he walks inside your house; a limp still ever present as he walks. You just hope that he doesn’t push himself too far while with you. He might be a nen user but—

“Oh wow!” Shalnark’s voice calls out from inside the house, breaking your train of thoughts as you shut and lock the door. Confused yet curious at what he found interesting in your house, you slipped off your shoes—taking a small mental note that you should tell Shalnark to take off his as he forgot to— and walked over to his location. As you round the corner of the hall and gaze into your living room, you can’t help but let out a huff of a laugh. You can’t believe you totally forgot about Chloe.

There she stood, your 8 year old Sphynx cat that a college roommate had given you years ago, curled up in a fluffy blanket on top of her cat tree. Shalnark stood in front of the tree, looking up at the cat with an amused look as it glared down at him.

“Chloe.” You call out to your cat as you make your way next to Shalnark, “Come here baby.”

As you lift the cat off the tower, still wrapped in a blanket, and cradle her in your arms, you feel your breath hitch for a second. You turn your head as you feel a sudden pressure on your back and see Shalnark leaning over your shoulder. You stood there frozen and flustered, unable to move or look away from his face, from how close he was to you. However, Shalnark doesn’t notice how flustered you are; his attention focused on the cat in your arms. Eventually, he brings his hand down to pet her. Watching curiously as she sniffs his hand for a second before allowing him to touch her.

“They truly don’t have any fur…” Shalnark muses out as he rubs at Chloe’s ears, causing you to smile as you feel the rumbling of her purrs against your chest. “Hey (y/n)... did you know these guys are actually from Meteor city?”

“Wait… Really?” You shout out surprised, finally snapping out of the trance you were in.

“Yep!” Shalnark states rather proudly, “They were caused by accidental breeding by abandoned cats in the junkyards. …Though, the ones from Meteor city are quite rabid and terrifying so you can’t pet them like this. They would surely kill you.”

Startled, you give Shalnark a confused look, “No way…You're joking…”

“Nope.” He responds, popping the ‘p’ at the end as he walks away from you two and takes a seat on the couch. Your back suddenly feeling quite cold now that he was no longer next to you. “Even our toughest members like Phinks and Feitan were scared of those things.”

“Oh wow…“ You mumble out in amazement, placing Chloe back at the top level of the cat tree before taking a seat next to Shalnark. “...Meteor City sure sounds scary.”

“Eh, in a way.” Shalnark sighs out, stretching his back before suddenly resting his head on your lap. Startled at the act of affection, you freeze and stare down at him. Your mouth agape in shock. What… What was he doing?

“Oh.” Shalnark murmurs out as he takes note of your expression, already beginning to sit up, “Sorry, I stepped over a line didn’t I—”

“Ah! No!” You shout out, startling the both of you at how loud you were, “I mean… uh. I don’t mind, it just surprised me that’s all.”

“Oh. Okay?” Shalnark says, raising an eyebrow at you. As he sees your still worried expression looking down at him as he lays back down, he decides to flick at your forehead, surprising you. You two stare at each other for a couple of seconds before breaking out into light laughter at your stupid expression.

“W-what was that huh?”

As your laughter eventually stops, leaving you two in a comfortable silence, you stare down at Shalnark; his arms lazily crossed above his head with his eyes shut.

“You know…” You start, a stifle of a giggle sneaking up as a funny thought crosses your mind, “...You remind me of a cat right now.”

“Oh really?” Shalnark huffs out amused, popping one of his eyes open to gaze up at you.

“Yeah. All elongated on the couch, looking like you're about to fall fast asleep… Just like a little kitty cat.” You cooed out at him, taking two strands on the opposite sides of his head to form cat ears.

Shalnark sputters out a laugh before sending you a wink, “Go on. Give me a pet, Doc.”

You feel yourself freeze up as everything that has happened in these last couple of minutes hits you like a truck. Shit… You're his doctor, you idiot. This was what Mal was talking about about you getting too close with him. You have feeling for him but you can’t—

“Hey (y/n). You know…” Shalnark murmurs out, snapping you out of your thought, “One day…, I would like to take you to Meteor City.”

“R-really?” You answered, confused as where this was suddenly coming from.

“Yeah…” You watch as Shalnark eyes shift up towards the ceiling. His eyes unfocused and expression dazed as if he was off in a distant memory, “Not right now… But, In the spring��”

A smile slowly edges its way onto his face.

“Yeah… The spring,” He murmurs out again, sort of to himself, before looking at you, “You wouldn’t believe what it is like in Meteor City at the start of spring, (Y/n)... After a long hard rainy winter, seeds from rotten food, or hidden in garbage, come blooming out. It hardly lasts a month but… It’s gorgeous….”

As he stares up at you with those dazzling blue eyes of his, you can’t help but finally allow your hand to rest in his blonde locks. Wanting to understand more about that far off memory he had.

“I-I…” You murmur out, pausing as a small smile comes upon your face, “I can’t wait… Shal. Do… Do you think you could tell me more about your home while I wait?”

Just…

Just one more time, you’ll let your affections slide.

Allowing yourself to blur the lines of professionalism and wanting more.

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[cuddlesslut]

Alrighty lets get started!! So i still really new to this so as to not overwhelm my self im going to try and stick to two charcters for now. I’m sorry if its not what your looking for. For the two im going to do my boys Suga and Daichi. Only because i just did Kuroo and  because im still trying to figure out how to write for Reon. I might however come back and write a part 2 with them. 

Prompt : Boys reacting to their tom boyish crushes all dolled up (Daichi & Suga)

just sayin i wrote this while drinking mojitos

P.S. this prompt reminds me of a series called Sinful Sweethearts by @thosenerdy3amthings​ so definitely go check that out!!

Warning: NSFW, FOUL LANGUAGE

Daichi Sawamura NSFW

you have know Daichi basically your whole life

growing up next to him your parents were very close which meant that you two were kept close together 

in fact until you made it to middle school and started playing volleyball for the girls team you had never had any other friends beside Diachi

so it was safe to say that growing up you were more on the boyish side

you were just more comfortable in sweats and baggy workout shorts than skirts. 

you even wore pants to school

even  highschool though you went to a different school Diachi stayed your closest friend you often finding yourself at the Karsuno practice after yours had ended.

 No matter how much your teammates fussed they couldnt convince you to ditch the large hoodies and sweats.

 You and Daichi always supported each other. you never missed his games and he never missed yours (as long as scheduling permited)

the third year boys often teased Diachi for his realtionship with you

“i dont know why yall dont just date already,” suga complained while daichi stated his usual reply “ shes my best friend you know its not like that” he huffs

Suga scowls “ first of all rude im supposed be your best friend, and second it cant be as just friends as you say when you get so protective when the seond years simp for her.”

“i just dont want her feeling weird around the team. you know Noya and Tanaka can be intense,” he explained

“still that doesnt acount for the way Y/N looks at you,” Asahi added to the convo

“what are you talking about Y/n doesnt look at me any special way, we’re just friends ,” daichi stated a little to forcefully almost as if he was convincing himself.

Suga and Asahi share a knowing look thinking about how their captain can be so dense. 

“any way are you ready for your  birthday party tomorrow night ,” Suga asked smiling brightly.

“i told you i dont need a party,” Daichi scolded for the fifth time today.

“ahh c’mon its not everyday you become an adult like the rest of us DI,”

finally admitiing defeat Diachi concluded the conversation.

...

it was finally the next day you were more nervous for this party than any volleyball game you had played.

and here you were standing in the tight black dress Suga with the help of your team, you should never wager against suga

Had convinced you to wear to diachis party tonight

still shell shocked you stood in front of the mirror of the bathroom Suga had chose.

It was weird to see yourself so girly

the black dress clung tight   to your body. leaving little the imagination.

Suga better be glad he won that bet

finally calming yourself you look around for your best friend

Finally catching sight of him Diachi stood with Suga and Asahi next to the bar of the club.

Suga was the first to recognize you a evil smirk hitting his face as he drew Diachis attention to you.

You couldnt help but notice how hot he looked in his button up and dark wash jeans, his shirt clinging so close to his chest.

he looked to damn good you thought as you bit your lip

little did you know the birthday boy was having an epiphany of this own

his eyes raked up and down you mind wandering 

had you always had such a great ass under those baggy sweats

“Happy Birthday Captain,” you teased.

Daichi took a sharp breath suddenly taken back by the way the title fell from your soft lips

all he could think about was how you would sound screaming that from under him.

lost in thought he missed the smirk his best friend had as Suga put his pan into motion

you stood there sway to the beat of the loud club music wanting to dance

“Y/n why dont you take the birthday boy for a dance,” 

you smiled before Diachi could protest saying how how he doesnt dance

you pulled him to the dance floor pushing your ass against him reaching up and wrapping your arms around his neck pulling him close to your body as you grinded to the beat

his hands found their place on your hips  

his cock twitched from the pressure of your ass in that short tight dress rubbing against his crotch

you were not helping his growing situation

bodies getting lost in the movement 

you looked up at the boy had been your best friend your whole life with one thought in you head

the same thought flashed into diachis brain

being bold he crashed his lips into yours 

Lost in the contact the kiss lasted forever getting more and more intense 

your not sure how you to got here

but here you were straddling Diachi in the back of his car

his lips sucking bruises into your neck, his large grabbing your ass as you bounced on his thick cock

“FUCK,” Daichi breathed heavily pulling you down into a sloppy kiss tongues exploring “ youre so tight come for me beautiful.”

“im so close Captain you moan feeling him stretch you.

thats it that one word flipped the switch for him he gripped tight on to your waist to hold you secure as he powerfully drilled his hips up into you.

hitting your spot deeper and with such accuracy you were both driven over the edge as you clinched tight around him pulling his release from him.

you both sat out of breath in the hot car, the widows fogged and the smell of sex stinging the air.

“happy birthday,” you said giving him a quick kiss.

he glanced at the watch on his wrist 

he smirked up to you “you know my birthday isnt over yet,” you smiled already liking where this was going. “lets head back to mine. I’m not done with you yet.” 

Koshi Sugawara Slight NSFW

He’s had a crush for you since the beginning of the school year

He thought you were the most adorable thing he’d seen 

with your sweaters that were  two sizes to big. (sweater paws)

You two became friends through a writing project. 

you too quickly hit it off you loving his wild humor 

its sometimes seemed like hed flirt with you but you figured it was just his personality and you were too shy to do anything

poor suga spent so much time flirting with you but you never paid it any attention so he figured you didnt view him that way and he was okay with that he just wanted to be your friend if nothing else.

and so thats how six months went by of being no more than friends

always returning Sugas simple firsts with a shy smile.

It wasnt until the celebratory party some random third year threw to congratulate the boys on making it to nationals

You sat at your best friend Kyioko’s house. 

This was the first party she was able to convince you to attend and she was making sure it counted.

there would be no big sweaters or jeans tonight 

tonight you were borrowing Kyiokos clothes. 

She dressed in a tight (favorite color) lace halter crop top with the lace exposing just the right amount of cleavage. and a pair of blaack shorts hugging your hips thighs on full display.

it wasnt what you were used to this being the most skin you had exposed to the public in years

thats coupled with the make up added to your face you almost didnt recognize yourself

it wasnt what you were used to and thats why when you reached the party and all eyes landed on you. you were slightly relieved that most of the people didnt recognize you.

it was almost exhilarating 

kind of like playing pretend.

like tonight you werent Y/N shy and closed off

you were a sexy and confident woman

that coupled with the shots you took with Kyioko. you found your new confidence 

thats why when you saw you long time crush and close friend Suga across the room you didnt hesitate to make your way over.

“No way is that Y/n” Daichi gasped causing Sugas attention to slip to where his best friend motioned. “wow i didnt expect to see her here,” Diachi let out with a low whistle.

Suga sucked in a sharp breath not prepared for the sight in front of him.

There you were making you way towards him throw the crowd. a smile on your face but it was hard for suga to focus on that smile when your whole body was on display for him. 

 His eyes trailed from down your figure taking all of the exposed skin that was normally hidden from him. 

the way the lace framed your stomach and cupped your breast. the cut into shirt showing him the most cleavage you had ever shown. moving his eyes down it was hard for him not to whimper at the site of your thighs

this man was entranced in your appearance. hed always thought you were the most beautiful even when you were covered head to toe, but seeing you like this it was hard not to drool.

And he wasnt the only one, Several guys had taken notice of you.

Some stopping you to ask if you were new,  cause there was no way’d theyd miss a hot babe like you at school. 

to which youd just roll your eyes keeping on your way to your target. 

feeling more and more emboldened by the attention you were receiving.

but these boys werent the ones you wanted

being the light weight you are you already had your eyes on your prize

go big or go home 

so you you strode right up to the vice captain

“ W- wow Y/n you look great,” Suga stuttered 

“thanks Suga,” you say placing your hand on his toned forearm

No turning back now the confidence was here to stay atleast for now

Suga took a deep breath as he took a turn being the shy one. not used to the aura you exuded. were you really the shy girl he knew. 

you moved closer enveloping him in a tight embrace

he could feel you tits press tight against him and he was trying not to focus on it not wanting to further anymore of the dirty thoughts crossing his mind

 staying close next to Suga you continued your flirtatious assault

dishing back all the flirts you had held back over the months

Finally the straw broke when one of your favorite club songs played through the crowed house and you pulled him close to dance with you.

“c’mon Koshi dont be so timid,” you teased. 

Suga wasnt sure if it was hearing his given name grace your beautiful lips or the facts that you had pressed your ass against his crotch moving seductively to the music but he snapped. 

Suga placed his hands tight to your hips pulling you closer to him not caring if you felt the growing bulge in his pants.

leaning down “you know if you wanted my attention you didnt have to dress so damn sexy. now i have to deal with all these vultures looking at you,” he whispered his breath hot on your ear.

you turned around wrapping your arms around his neck leaning even closer, 

“then why dont we go somewhere private then we wont have to worry about who’s looking,” you smirked heart racing

“i couldnt have said it better,” Suga said leading you out of the busy room ready to have you to himself. 

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[cummingforkylo]

idk if that makes ur uncomfy but may i request some daddy ben/kylo + a soft dom (idk it suits ben def more but you can decide

hi! this def does NOT make me uncomfy! I had another ask about Daddy!Ren so I kind of combined them, I hope thats okay for both of you. CW: Daddy Kink! Don’t read if you don’t like it.

Also, sorry if this is a mess, I swear i just forgot how to write smut for a second.

“You’ve been gone forever!” You whined the second he walked in, even though you knew he was probably tired, you knew he didn’t like the whining. But he had left you waiting for days. You knew his job was stressful, you knew that he had a lot of stuff to do, you knew he had missions and people to please but you wanted to be his most important person. Sometimes it was pretty obvious that you weren’t.

“I don’t want to hear the whining.” He said as he came into your quarters and immediately started to strip off his exterior layers. Cloak. Gloves. Overshirt. Boots. You wanted to stomp your foot and shout at him for making you worried, for making you bored, upset but at the same time you wanted to cling to him. He sank down in a chair and you watched him rake his fingers through his hair, pushing it away from his face.

“But…Daddy…” The word dripped out of your mouth like honey. You watched him go still, he turned his head and looked over at you. You knew the word struck a nerve in him, in every single way. Your eyes met his and you could see the spark in his eyes, it burned and it ignited something in you too.

“Come over here.” He said quietly, his voice bore no question. You made your way over to where he was sitting and you stood in front of him, putting your hands together in front of you and rocking back and forth nervously. His eyes moved over you and you watched his lip twitch upwards, towards a bit of a snarl. “Now,” he said, looking  into your face. “If I hear one more whine out of your, I’ll have to punish you.” He said, his voice was dangerous and all it did was make you want to push. Push him. Push the situation. Push his patience. “Do you understand?” He asked.

“Yes,” You said.

“Yes, what?” He asked. You weren’t entirely sure what he wanted, sometimes it was ‘sir’, sometimes it was ‘Daddy’, sometimes it was ‘Supreme Leader’, you went with your gut,

“Yes, Daddy.” You said, your voice still gooey, sweet honey. You heard his breath catch, even if he hadn’t wanted you to hear it.

“Get on your knees,” He said. You did as you were told and he sat forward to look at you. His hand came out and he took your jaw in his hand, turning your face this way and that.

“Have you been a good girl while I was gone?” he asked. You nodded. His hand released you only so he could stroke your cheek with his thumb gentle. “Are you sure?” he asked.

“Yes, Daddy.” You said. His thumb moved over your lips, stroking them softly, running across your bottom lip,

“Open,” he said. You opened your mouth for him and he stuck his thumb into your mouth, stroking over your tongue. He pressed his thumb down and farther back. You closed your lips over his thumb, looking up at him and sucking on it, your eyes wide, sweet, innocent. He looked back down at you and he pressed his thumb back along your tongue. As he shoved his thumb in farther you opened your mouth, trying to take it for him. He raised his eyebrows and then tugged his thumb out of your mouth, replacing it with his pointer and middle finger. His long, thick fingers slid across your tongue and into the back of your throat. Without thinking about it, you whined and pulled back, trying not to wretch on his fingers.

“I told you no whining,” he said, his voice dark, threatening. He ripped his fingers out of your mouth and you gasped.

“No! Daddy, I wasn’t whining! It as an accident,” you said, but even as you spoke your voice became a whine. He reached down and grabbed you by your upper arm, his fingers closing tightly over your arm. You whined as he dragged you up. You knew struggling was pointless, but you shook your arms a little anyway, trying to loosen them from his grip. “Daddy!” You whined even more, dropping all pretense of trying to be good. He dragged you over his lap, planting his feet on the ground so your ass was in the air and your face was pressed into his leg.

“Little girls who don’t listen to what Daddy says get spanked.” He said, you could hear an intake of breath around the word ‘Daddy’ like it was almost too much for him to say. You were already in trouble though so you didn’t mention it. His hand moved up the backs of your bare thighs to the skirt of your dress and he shoved it up. He ran his hand along your underwear covered ass and you instinctively flinched, expecting immediate pain. He chuckled,

“Are you nervous?” he asked.

“Y-yes, Daddy.”

“Good.” He said and he grabbed your undies and tugged them down around your knees. His hand came down on your bottom without warning, spanking you sharply. You whined and struggled, reaching your hand back to try and cover your back. Kylo took your wrist and pinned it down with one hand while the other spanked your ass again. It stung and heat spread from where his hand made contact down into your pussy.

“Oh!” You gasped and you pressed yourself back towards his hand. He spanked you again, his hand moving in an upwards motion as it connected with your bottom. Your legs kicked up towards your ass, still instinctively responding to the pain. One of his legs moved around yours to keep them down and he spanked you once, twice, three more times in quick succession. Each time you whined and moaned louder. You could feel the excitement pulsing in your pussy, you were already soaking wet, just from getting spanked.

“Does that hurt?” he asked.

“Yes, Daddy!” you gasped as he spanked you again.

“I know, darling, but I have to teach you a lesson.” He said, his voice was rough but he was trying to be gentle with you. He was trying to teach you. Your brain might not have been capable of learning at the moment though.

“Yes, Daddy.” You said, trying to sound obedient, trying to sound like you wanted to do everything you could to be a good girl, even though being naughty was too fun. Kylo spanked you once more for good measure and you let out a little yelp. You were humming with need, instead of fighting with him anymore you were pressing yourself back towards his hand. He noticed and he made a tsking noise and shook his head,

“You like getting punished too much,” he breathed. You pressed your hips back and you felt his fingers moved lower, towards your pussy. He pressed his finger into you and you gasped.

“God, you’re soaked, little girl.” He said, you shivered. He moved his hand back up to her ass and grabbed it, spreading your cheeks a little. You felt yourself open a little for him, his eyes were trained on your pussy, you knew that.

“Do you want it that badly? That you’re getting this wet from a spanking?” he asked.

“Ooooh, yes Daddy! I wanna cum.” You moaned.  “Its been too long,” you whined. You felt a distinct switch in the air then,  his hand keeping your wrist pressed firmly into your back tightened and his whole body went tense.

“Whiny little brat.” He snapped. “You want to cum?” he asked.  He shoved his middle finger deep into your pussy with no warning, you gasped and pressed yourself back. “Answer your Daddy, darling.” He said.

“Y-Yes.” You said, but you were tentative, there was something about the way he had asked if you wanted to cum that had scared you.

“Oh you do?” He asked. His finger pumped in and out of you. Your walls tightened around his finger. You were so wet, you must have been dripping onto his leg. Each time his fingers dragged in and out of you, you clenched around him. It had been so long since he had let you cum that you were practically dizzy with need for it. You opened your legs for him and pressed your hips up, begging for more with your actions.

“Yes, Daddy! I want more, please Daddy!” You begged with your words now, because you couldn’t help it. You were already close and you could already feel yourself getting nervous that he would stop soon. With the next thrust he added in his pointer finger, the stretch in your pussy was so good, you rocked yourself back onto his fingers as he pounded them into you. “Daddy! On my clit! Please!” You whined. You couldn’t believe your luck because as soon as you spoke you felt a pulsing stroke against your clit. He was using the Force to stroke against your clit. The feeling of the pure energy against your sensitive clit sent your heart into palpitations and made you thrust back against his fingers even harder.

“Ohhh stars!! I ’m so close!” You moaned, “Daddy! Daddy!” you whined.

“Greedy girl,” he said. That pulsing, vibrating energy rolled against your clit, stroking so gently over and over and over. Each stroke made your stomach contract, it made your pussy pulse and ache. You were going to cum at any second and you moaned, pressing yourself back, needing it. The force felt like delicate tendrils wrapping around your clit, stroking and not letting go. His fingers thrust deep inside of you one more time and he were tossed into the oblivion of your orgasm. You whined and shuddered,

“Yes! Daddy! Daddy! Oh!” You moaned and moaned and it seemed to go on and on. He wasn’t stopping though, his fingers kept their steady pace and the tendrils of the Force stayed wrapped around your clit. You were over sensitive, over stimulated and you couldn’t get it to stop. You struggled to get away from the feeling but it just kept going. Pleasure washed over you and then it was too intense, it made you squirm, it made you reel and writhe. You were nearly screaming.

“Daddy! No more! No! Too much! Its too…too…I’m going to cum again.” You gasped, he kept his fingers moving.

“You said you wanted to cum.” He said quietly.

“Yes…but- Oh! Too…too much!” you cried and the feelings relentlessly washed over you. Each orgasm that was pulled out of your made your body tremble even more. You were a shaking mess and there was nothing you could do, you tried to tug away from him but even if his fingers left your body, he’d still used the Force to stroke across your clit. It teased around it, stroking tight circles around your over sensitive clit. It ached and was too intense but the next orgasm built against your will. You were sweating and moaning and begging for it to be over but it just kept going.

“Good girl,” Kylo said, he had tugged his fingers out of you now and he stroked his hand down your back as each orgasm washed over you. “Daddy’s got you.” He said, but he didn’t stop, his concentration on the Force and using it to tease out orgasm after orgasm from you was never broken. He even sat you up and pulled you into his lap, cradling you gently as the Force continued to flick across your clit, sending you into more agonizing pleasure.

“Daddy!” You moaned, “Please…” You gasped.  You’re hips gyrated, against the feeling, you couldn’t take it. You felt like you were going to pass out from the feeling, the intensity and the need. The need to get away from it and to cum as the same time. He looked into your eyes,

“You said you wanted this,” Kylo breathed.

“No more,” you gasped and right as your next orgasm burst, sending shocks through you the feeling was gone. You gasped and sobbed, turning and burying your face in his chest.

“Alright, darling, no more.” He said, rubbing your back as you gasped and tried to catch you breath.

[valatheapprentice]

Magick to medicine

Vala x Julian (first meeting before death)

(This is Arthur)

The slamming of the door echoes in memory in my head, bouncing off the walls of my aching chest. Asra left. Of course he left. I yelled at him to go. I dry swallow my growing guilt as my legs give from under me. Falling onto the textured floor beneath me, I rake my hands through my hair as my thoughts are pushed around between hating myself and my anger towards him. Tears stain my burning skin as I sink into my knees as my nails drag across my scalp.

Its not long before Arthur's pawing at my leg. With a wet sniff, I reach towards his soft fur. Letting my leg fall flush to the wooden floor, he climbs on and clings to the drape of my dress. His resting panic expression is replaced by confusion and sadness. "I dont know." I whispered. "This isn't like before, baby boy. Things went really far this time. I just... No. No. You know what? Fuck him. Im going to do something to help around here and then... and..." my voice breaks at my pitiful attempt. He climbs further up my chest just as my eye start to burn.

I reach for my necklace to find nothing on my chest. Next to me, a gold clasp lays on the dull floor, all thats left of it since he left. The colorless gravity of the fight, of my words, crashes around me. I cling to my familiar for dear life. For hours, I weep as my voice echoes in the stale air around us. Though Arthur helps sooth my soul, it still breaks like a rock to a window.

My eyes eventually dry. A buzzing ache pounds behind the skin of my face. An itch forms inside of me, small but vocal. I take a few less shakey breaths before scooping him in my arms as I rise to my feet. I groan as my back finally straightens out. "I'm sorry baby boy." I stretch the muscles of my legs. "But I cant stay here any longer. I need to get out. Maybe get a drink." A purring of disapprove vibrates in my arms as I pick my bag up from the table. "I'm sorry.. I just... can't take another second like this..." He wiggles in my arms before jumping out and scurries to his bed. With a sigh, I tie my bag to my belt and walk out of the door.

I walk through the moon lit streets, through the night time patrons shopping and drinking in their own jovial light. The smiles and laughter of my neighbors feel a world away. My feet move, my hands wrap around my stomach, but I do not feel in control of my movements. I make my way through Vesuvia with a numbing haze surrounding my brain. Its not until I walk into a man do I snap out of my daze. I apologize and look around. I couldn't tell you where I am but this street feels strangely familiar. To my left, the sound of yelling and laughter permeates the crowd around me. I look over to the sign above it. The Rowdy Raven. It sounds as good of a place as any. With a deep breath I make my way inside.

Once I walk through the flimsy door, the pungent aroma of liquor and body odor meets my nose. I have to laugh to myself. Its been years since I've been in a bar like this. I squeeze and shuffle through the ruffians until I finally rest myself on a stool. I prop myself against the too as the bar keep walks up to me. "What can I do ya for?" He asked.

"Um." I look around at the other patrons. "I'm not sure. Whats good around here?"

A laugh comes from beside me. I turn my head to the tall, lanky man beside me. He meets my gaze with a crooked smile. "Get the girl a salty bitter, my good man."

I raise my eyebrow at him. "That sounds absolutely horrible."

"Oh it is." He takes a large gulp of his dwindling drink. "Won't be able to stop drinking it."

And soon a large pint of the beverage is placed in front of me before another is given to the man. I raise it and toast him. "To our livers." He chuckles and clinks his glass against mine. I raise it to my lips. After a moment of mild saltiness, im aggressively greeted with a gross, bitter flavor that swells in my mouth, lingering on my tongue as my face pinches together. "Good gods! Why the hell would you-" I yell, calling for the laughter of the man. It doesn't register at first that I'm reaching for another sip. "Why the fuck do I like this?"

He shrugs into his drink. "No one knows. Nothing short of black magick, I'd reckon."

I let out a laugh. "Yeah. I can see that."

I suffer through another sip before he faces me again. "Julian."

I turn my head to meet his gaze. "Vala. Pleasure to meet you."

"Oh trust me, the pleasure is all mine." He eyes me once over before grinning wider. "So what is a pretty think like you doing in a place like this?"

I shake my head, a smile planted firm on my lips. I turn my body towards him. I scan from his chest to his face. Bags weigh around his eyes that compliment the mismatched smile he flashes. I take in his disposition, surprisingly very drawn to him. He couldn't have picked a worse night for this. I sigh and reach for my glass. "Fight with my boyfriend. Pretty bad one..."

A wave of disappointment fades in and out before returning to a small smile. "What better place to talk about it than woth a stranger you'll never see again?"

I hesitate for a moment. I really do not want to think about it. My chest still weighs heavy with the words we spat out before. But something about him is just... welcoming. Troubled? Maybe. But misery loves company. "He wanted to leave. The plague is just... getting so much worse. He wanted to take me and leave Vesuvia. But like... this is my home. These are my people. I cant leave if there's something I can do to help. I'm just not sure how. It got heated. I said things I wouldn't have. I threw a necklace he got me at him and told him to leave and not come back..." I rush to finish as my voice begins to crack.

I finish my drink and signal for another. Through the side of my vision I see him do the same as one of his hands comb and pull at his hair. "Yeah. Just when I think it can't get worse, they do. Gods if only I could..." he says in a low, pained voice.

I look at him, his energy growing more and more tense. I reach out and rest my hand on his shoulder. "You seem like you need to talk too."

"Yeah." He huffs. "I just happen to be one of the doctors working on a cure. Its bad enough we are no closer to finding a cure, but, and of course!" He throws his hand up and let's it fall back on to the bar top. "I lost yet another apprentice. Im just... I'm sorry. Its just been a lot."

My heart twists just trying to imagine what he's had to go through. What he's seen. I gently rub my hand in a circle around his shoulder. "Well. Maybe we could use each other." He looks pointedly at me. "I need to help in some way. You need an apprentice-"

"Oh no." He shakes his head. "No way I'm pulling someone in on a whim. Thats just reckless. Even for me."

"Most things I do are on a whim." I press the bitter to my lips. "Besides. Id have someone who knows what their doing making sure I don't do anything stupid."

He looks at me like a toddler who's been too quiet. "As desperate as we are, I cant just say yes. Its too much of a gamble." His words just barely start to slur.

I feel my heart sink as I look around the bar. Off in a corner is a knife stuck in a hanging peice of wood. "Do you believe in fate, doctor?"

I look back to him to meet a puzzled expression. "I hardly think this is the time to get philosophical."

I point behind me. "What do you say? 3 good throws and you got yourself a new apprentice."

"Are you actually insane?" He laughs. "Thats not... do you even know how to throw a knife?"

I shake my head. "Not at all. Wouldn't be the most dangerous thing I've done though."

He looks at me, unsure of how to respond. He stares for a brief moment. "So you really want to gamble with your life twice in one night?"

"Better than sitting at home doing nothing." I say. "Besides, id have a very skilled and very handsome doctor to look after me." My fingers tip around his arm. By the way his cheeks flush further, surely he's drank enough to convince.

He laughs softly. "Taking advantage of this, huh?" He tips back the rest of his drink and looks off into space for a few seconds. "I cant believe I'm far enough gone to consider this."

With out warning, I grab his hand and lead him through the staggering crowd to the spot. I pull the knife from the wall as he scratches the back of his neck. I step back a few paces and stare at the board. "Alright. I get these, and I get to help find a cure."

"Fine." He sighs, though amusement shine through on his face. "And if you don't?"

"I dont know." I look back to his long and pale sillihoette. He's brushed his hair from his tired face. Completely different from Asra. Maybe thats why I feel so drawn to him, though I cant be sure. All I know is I need something . "I'll let you choose."

I wink at his reddening face. I look back to the board and take aim.

[strongsassysexysloane]

Fumigation leads to Intoxication. Part 2

As promised... . . . . . . . . . 

No, please don't come in.

.   .   . 

"Sorry.. Gibbs said Y/n would be here and I just wanted to speak to her before I leave." Roni opens the door half way, holding onto the handle. Your head snaps up at the sound of her voice, your neck was seriously going to hurt tomorrow after all this snapping.

"Come in." You look at Jack who is putting on a smile for the intruder but she's an easy read for you now. After looking at her (so much) you can see her ticks. She's throwing daggers at Roni and you hold in a snicker, watching as she tries to blink normally but there's a slight twitch to her stare.

"Please don't come any further, Roni." You grimace at the sound of your nickname for her coming across your lips, the memories vivid in your mind and the pain of the last time you said it. "Give me a second and I'll meet you in the hall." You reach for your shoes but Veronica doesn't leave, you are half tempted to throw you shoe at her or curse at Jack for getting you in the habit of taking your shoes off in her office.

"Sorry I didn't mean to interrupt anything." You can't help the scoff that comes out and see Jack raise an eyebrow at you, her eyes shining at your clear discomfort and need for Veronica to leave her office. She wanted to have her fun and see what Veronica was like, which would probably reflect on you later.

"Shut up." You spit out through your clenched jaw. she  give you her wicked smirk as she turns back to Roni. Standing up, she walks over and extends her hand to Veronica who takes it as as invitation to walk further into the room. You can't take your eyes away, the shoe in your hand forgotten as you ex and your current crush exchange pleasantries, eyeing each other up and down.

"I'm Jack Sloane, Forensic Psychologist." Jack sternly shakes her hand and drops it immediately. Straightening her shoulders she watches as Veronica does just the same but Jack had the upper hand. It was her office and her space.

The shoes you picked out this morning are giving you grief or maybe its the tension that has risen to one thousand in the past ten seconds. Jack's beyond jealous and you can't help the feeling, the twist in your gut and the ache between your legs that grows. Roni looks over Jack's shoulder, because of course Veronica is slightly taller than Jack, which doesn't affect Jack at all. Although you swear she leans up on her tip toes ever so slightly. Veronica looks at you but you're flustered with your shoes so she turns back to Jack.

"Psychologist huh? Y/n tell you all about my dark secrets already?" She smirks, she's trying to be cocky because she clearly saw something between you both and now she feels threatened or some ridiculous emotion. She did the same thing back when you were going out whenever someone showed any interest in you, she got all cocky and smug but usually that lead to mind blowing sex so you never complained. Now it was just pathetic.

"Nothing about you, Veronica. We have more important things to talk about." Jack bit back and you knew, knew because you knew her so well, that Jack instantly regretted biting at Veronica's bait. You knew that feeling oh too well. "She came in to talk about the case, not that that concerns you."

"That how you two ended up siting on the couch all friendly." The power move to cross her arms did nothing for Jack. Jack scoffed, she honestly couldn't believe this woman. Her professional brain was going nuts and her emotions were definitely starting to take over.

It was like watching a caged fighting match with words and with that image in your head you quickly fiddled your last buckle into place.

"We-" Jack breathed in threw her nose and pushed a slow breath out but you jumped up, shoes back on and thankful before one of them slapped the other. But more likely Jack would punch Veronica if you didn't get between them.

"We are done here. Thanks Jack. I'll be back once Veronica leaves." You rub your thumb over her shoulder as you pass her. She gives you a sincere smile, catching your hand as it drops away from her shoulder to give you a comforting squeeze before glaring back at Veronica. You follow Roni out of the room but turn to Jack quickly before shutting the door. "Jealousy looks hot on you, Jay." You whisper and you laugh as she shrinks into her chair, running her hand down her face. Yep, Roni had that affect on people. You'll reevaluate your words when your brain isnt busy getting Veronica as far away from Jack as possible.

You make it half way down the hall before Veronica speaks. "Look I don-"

"Yeah you don't have any right in the way you just spoke with Jay and how you acted in the bullpen. You are on this case to help us with whatever you know about Miss Parker and other than that we don't need to talk. You can go through Bishop or McGee." You open the door to the promenade and walk out, this time Veronica following you, you can hear the clap of her stiletto's following close behind you.

There's a huff before she starts her inevitable rant on your use of names. "So it's Jay with Ms. Sloane but it's last names with the rest of your colleagues?" She's got that fire in her eyes again and that sass in her talk but you aren't rising to the bait. You only like that kind of sass from one woman now.

"I call anyone whatever I want but you, it's Special Agent Jacqueline Sloane to you." You breath slowly, looking her dead in the eyes. "Roni, we are done. Done as the day i got mud all over your Gucci handbag. You didn't want anything more than a good time, we had a good time and it's over. Stop powering around here. We have a dead woman's murder to solve, your colleagues murder, remember? Or did you voluntarily just come here to annoy me when you saw my name on the case? Think you could think about anyone else other than yourself for a change?" You can see she's stunned. You take the oppotunity and walk around her, down the stairs, finding the comfort of your desk. Everyone's eyes are on you and you sit down at your desk, you going straight back into case mode. Ignoring their looks you get back to work.  

You see Veronica talk quietly to Gibbs before saying her goodbyes to the rest of the team everyone glad to see the back of her and then there's silence once she leaves. The weight finally lifting from your shoulders. Jack comes down a few minutes later, perfect timing but you knew it wasn't a coincidence. She informs the team of a few suspects connected to the victim that she found.

"We sure it wasn't Veronica? She certainly seems like-" Torries shuts up when he meets the glares from Jack, Gibbs and you. "Or not." He sinks into his chair, and pouts when Ellie laughs at him.  

"As i was saying.." Jack rattles off the profiles of the suspects. You watch her stand confidently and speak without a drop of hesitation. So sure of herself and it's such a turn on. You shake your head and look at your computer. You needed to get a grip on your hor-mones. McGee and Nick leave after Jack's update to get Harry Nutter, Jack's number one suspect. It takes them a few hours and you have him in custody and Gibbs goes a round in interrogation with him. After an hour of long glares and hardly any talking McGee informs you all that his alibi checks out and you are all back at square one. Kasie or Jimmy haven't gotten any half decent leads. It's just hit 1800 and you are all in need of a decent meal and rest.

"Go home, sleep. We'll pick this up tomorrow." Gibbs grunts and you all follow his command. Happy to get a reprieve instead of working into the early hours of the morning. Your quick exit had nothing to do with the woman who was currently in your apartment doing god knows what.

The lights are on when you walk up the stairs to your apartment. A smell you don't recognise coming through your door. You twist the handle and are presented with Jack in short shorts, NCIS slouch sweater hanging off one shoulder and her hair tied up in a messy bun. You smile and quietly close the door behind you, she hasn't heard you yet. She's got music playing and she's dancing in front of your stove while stirring whatever is in the pot. The sight makes your whole body happy and a twinge between your legs is back.

You are about to get out your phone when she spots you and a red hot blush crawls up her cheeks. "Oh my god. I'm so sorry. I just got cooking and I love singing when I'm cooking and-" As she's rambling and getting redder and redder in the face, you are walking closer and closer to her. That's when your eyes fall down to her feet, they're covered in fluffy blue socks, really finishing off her outfit perfectly. She's adorable. Your eyes slowly rake up her toned calves, muscular thighs and your eyes snap up to hers as you just realised she's stopped talking.

"No need to be sorry, Jack. It smells great. What are you cooking?" You clear your throat, trying to kill the blush thats now painfully covering your cheeks. She's looking at you curiously, you're under scrutiny and after today you just want to relax and not have to think about anything but you have to keep your guard up at home now too.  

"Mac and cheese, my mums recipe." She takes a sip of wine and your eyes narrow at her glass. "Oh sorry, I bought two bottles on the way home. Thought you might need a glass after today. Plus having to put up with me for another two nights." She rushes the last bit out, you can tell she's nervous.

"Not gonna kick you out Jack. Although if you don't pour me a glass of wine while I have a shower you might be closer to the door." You return her smile and she spins around to find another wine glass.

"It'll be ready for you when you return from your shower, sweetheart." The name just rolled off her tongue and she locked eyes with yours as you were passing the kitchen on the way to your room. You smirk and continue walking.

Your shower was needed. It washes away all the dirt you know was left by Veronica and you roll your shoulders back, enjoying the sting of hot water hitting your face and cascading down your body. You want to stay under the water for hours but you hear the clinks of dinner being dished up. You dry off and wrap a towel around yourself before exiting the bathroom.

"Dinner is rea-" Jack stops in the hallway, her eyes dropping down your body and you shiver under her piercing eyes. "Sorry." She bites her bottom lip and hops back into the kitchen, you saw the pink colouring her cheeks and it makes you smile.

You walk into your bedroom, grabbing a pair of lilac coloured leggings and black singlet, slipping into them, you thread your fingers through your hair and look in your small bedroom mirror. You looked cute, maybe, hopefully and you exit, hoping to find Jack dancing around your kitchen again but she was tucked up on the couch sipping her wine glass. The sight of her so comfy and at home in your apartment almost made you feel at home, if your heart wasn't beating out of your chest. She had two bowls of dinner on the coffee table, yours accompanied with a full wine glass and a blanket across her lap.

"Join me." She patted the spot beside her and you happily did as she directed. "Here. You have to have the full experience. Mum did this for me whenever I had a rough day." She shifted the blanket so it rested across your lap and handed you your bowl of mac and cheese.

"You mothering me, Jack?" You tease and Jack straightens up before relaxing seeing your teasing smile.

"Very funny. No I'm not. I'm being a caring and great guest." She takes her bowl and joins you in dinner.

You can't get over how delicious this mac and cheese is. The recipe was surely guarded with her life but you knew eventually Jack would let up. The news is on in the background but neither of you are paying attention to it. Then another smell meets your nose, you look at Jack and she's looking at you. At that moment your oven beeps.

"Right on queue." She jumps up, taking her wine glass with her, she downs the last of her wine before reaching the kitchen.

"What is all this for?" You manage to say in between mouthfuls of mac n cheese. You couldn't put this stuff down, mainly because it was delicious and you hadn't eat in over five hours.

Jack takes out the tray from your oven. The smell assaults your senses again and your eyes light up. "Did you make me mac and cheese and brownies?! You really didn't have to, Jack." You shake your head but take another mouthful of the pasta anyway. Jack laughs and places the tray on your stove.

"You're putting up with me for possibly four nights. This is the least I could do." She flutters her eye lashing and smiles, walking back to you and settling down on the couch, bringing the mac and cheese back to her lips. "Crap." She puts a mouthful of macaroni in her mouth before running back into the kitchen.

"Forgot your wine?" You laugh as you watch her refill her glass, way past the high tide mark.

You settle into comfortable silence as you both eat and drink wine. Enjoying the silence, enjoying Jack being beside you, the wine making you feel light headed and blissful. The days antics washed away until your alarm reminds you of everything at work tomorrow. It isn't long before your wine evaporates from your glass and you groan in disgust which only makes that sweet sound of Jack's laughter fill the room.

"You're cute." She grins, maybe the wine had gone to her head too as her brows furrow for a second and then it's gone.

"Me? You're the one in those shorter than legal shorts and.." You trail off, you eyes following where your words left off and you meet Jack's eyes. She's smiling at you with a cheeky glint in her eye. "I need more wine." You swallow hard and quickly escape to your kitchen. "Want a refill, Jay?" You want to slap yourself with the use of her nickname.

"I'm good, thanks." You jump, her voice is only a whisper, but it's right behind you and not at the safe distance you just put between yourself and Jack.

"Jack I-" You turn to explain, what? You have no idea but she's closes the distance between you, her lips are on yours and you are frozen. Your brain doesn't catch up in time before Jack pulls away. Hey eyes avoiding you completely.

"Sorry I thought-" She's frazzled, you curse your brain for being so slow and its only now that you’ve caught up. Your fingers find the material of her sweater at her waist and tug her to you. She stumbles from the sudden jolt, stumbles into you, her hand coming up cupping your cheek, your eyes meet hers. "Thought I miss read the-" She searching, searching for what both of you want.

"My brain short circuited." You breath, Jack laughs more like giggles and you smile. Your eyes flick down to her lips and back up. It's clear now what you want.

"When I-" She closes the gap between you, holding you in place with her other hand coming up to the back of your neck, drawing you in closer when she pushes you back into the counter. The kiss is slow, both of you exploring, feeling and enjoying the way you fit so well together. Her curves, fitting perfectly in yours, her lips moving in sync with yours, everything is just too right.  

You breath, your breath mixing with Jack's as she rests her forehead against yours. "Yeah.." Is all you can manage to say.

"Mine too." She smiles and you kiss her because now you can but neither of you can stop smiling, the kiss turns into short little pecks broken up by your smiles and giggles.

"So cooking for me was a ploy to get me all hot for you?" You wrap your arms around Jacks waist, causing her lower half to rest more into yours, the heat between your legs growing with the sudden pressure and movement. Jack's leg slipping in between yours, the friction making your mind melt.

"Was testing a theory." She shrugged, her hands playing with the hair at the back of your neck.

"Was it does wearing short shorts and dancing in my kitchen turn me on? Then your conclusion is definitely yes." You manage to speak while her fingers gently play with your hair. The sensation makes your eyes close involuntarily.

"Enjoying this." You can hear the sass in her voice, the words uttered as a clear statement which only causes you to snort.

"A little." You yelp with the not so gentle massage turns into a tug, she pulls your hair which causes your eyes to snap open, her ultimate goal. "Hey, who's the house guest?" Her fingers soothe the spot she pulled, her smirk still clear across her gorgeous face, victory in her eyes only matched equally with desire.  

She gently tugs you forward although you meet her half way, the kiss she tries to dominate. Her tongue swiping across your bottom lip and you moan into giving her access, she dominates any attempt that you try to take control. Her nips and sucks only make your mind turn further to mush but luckily your body has other plans. You push her backwards and it must take her by surprise as her back hits the opposite counter and she laughs into the kiss.

"Hey." She kisses down your cheek, jaw, neck. "What was that for?"

"Was aiming for my bedroom." You moan as she sucks the spot below your ear.

"You missed." Her tongue swirling, soothing over the mark she just made.

"Was a bit distracted." Your brain has come back together somewhat and you thread your fingers through Jack's hair as she's enjoying herself to your neck. You pull her gently and then a bit more forcefully and she follows your guide so you can look at her. "That wasn't a no?"

"God no." She moans, crushing her lips into yours

The rest of the night is a blur of clothes getting thrown across the apartment, laughs and fits of giggles as you stumble to your bedroom and moans and pleas before the night catches up with you both, the brownies forgotten for now. Your heart is still hammering against your chest and you can feel Jack's doing the same under your touch. Your fingers happily exploring and teasing across her skin.

"Are you trying to tickle me?" Jack murmurs, the sex still evident in her voice.

"Just a result of my touch against your skin but I can-" Jack shrieks as you squeeze her side, a place you found earlier when you were exploring everything Jack Sloane, that and the back of her knees were a sensitive spot too.

"S-stop" She struggles to push you away but you're still half collapsed on top of her, making it impossible for her to get away but you give in to her pleas. Knowing it would only come back twice as bad when she gets the chance. "Little shit."

You laugh and place a kiss to her collarbone and another to the base of her neck. "Takes one to know one."

"Wow. How mature of you." Her hand resting across your back that's been gliding up and down your spine of rht past few minutes now tries to tickle your side but thankfully you're back in full control and try your hardest to hold your breath, not giving in to her tickles or need to laugh. "Not fair." She pouts. The years of training yourself self control when being tickled has finally paid off.

You let out a breath as she gives up her assault. "What was that about maturity?" You laugh, nestling into her neck, leaving open mouthed kisses against her skin.

"Mmm, you're lucky ’m half sleepy and half sated otherwise I would've won that fight." You hear her yawn and drop a kiss to her neck again as she stretches and moves to get more comfortable.

"Comfortable? Wait only half?" You look at Jack trying to make a frown but you can't help but smile as Jack laughs and leans in leaving a kiss on your cheek. It's meant to settle you, comfort you but you're still waiting for her verbal answer.

"20-80 and yes. Very." She whispers into your ear and snuggles further to make her point.

"You cooked so you didn't have to sleep on the pullout again." There's accusation in your voice but it's dulled by the laughter in your eyes and the smirk on your lips.

"Hey it worked, didn't it?" She says it so smoothly that you are half concerned but her smirk cracks through and you shove her shoulder in response.

You move to get up but Jack tightens her hold around your waist, making you tumble back down into her side which makes you laugh and your heart pang knowing she doesn't want you to leave. "I'm going to the bathroom. Is that ok?" Your mouth brushing over hers, teasing her with the thought or intention of a kiss but it never happens. Her arms loosens at your waist, her bottom lips jutting out in a poor attempt at a pout.

"Don't be too long." Jack brushes her nose against yours and pecks your lips, satisfied that she caught you before you had a chance to doge her mouth. She deepens the kiss and releases you.

You moan as she pulls away and hop up to go to the bathroom like you said.

You spend the next few hours talking about nothing and everything. Jack telling you stories about her past and you sharing yours. It's sweet and emotional and you both can't stop touching each other, fingers tracing, grazing across skin. It isn't until the early hours of the morning that sleep finally takes you both. Both snuggling and curled up in each other.

If it wasn't for the blaring noise of your phone alarm going off you would've loved waking up in Jack's arms, her legs tangled in yours and her moans vibrating across your skin.

"No." Jack groans, trying her best to roll over but she ends up pressing her face into the crook of your neck trying to hide from the world.

You reach out and switch off the alarm, your hands coming back to Jack's skin like a magnet. You trace her scars, her body shivering under your touch. She rolls onto her stomach beside you and you see it as a clear invitation to explore. You watch her reaction as your fingers move along her scars, her face half hidden in your pillows but she manages to smile up at you, it's a tired, sad and only Jack could manage to show so much emotion with half of her face.

"It's ok." She breathes, seeing the hesitation and question in your eyes.

"You're gorgeous." You whisper and lean down and place your lips onto one of her scars. You smile when her body shivers again, a soft whimper coming from her lips, you see her hand gripping the pillow under her head tightly. Your lips trace where your fingers had just been, making sure to kiss every single scar. You feel her shudder and you lean over to see a tear running down her cheek.

"I'm sorry, I didn-"

It's so quick, so sudden, she springs up, her lips capturing yours in a wet, open mouthed, emotional crushing kiss. She cups your face between her hands and pulls back. "No ones ever-" She chokes up and a sob escapes her lips, her head dips and she leans her forehead against your chin attempting to regain control of her tears, emotions.  

"You're gorgeous Jacqueline Sloane." You cup her cheek, bringing her face back to yours and brush your nose against hers in attempt to get that smile she only shows you. She nods in response and neither of you move. You drop small, feather sfot kisses to her cheeks, hair, nose, forehead and it's a success. Her lips curve into a beautiful smile.

It's moments, minutes before you pull apart, the nagging feeling of work growing stronger.

"Please stay tonight." It's a whisper, a plea.

"I kinda still have to..." She smirks, the sass is back, but she kisses you on the lips before you can bite back. "But even if I didn't, I would."

You reply with a peck to her lips before hopping out of bed. You both get ready in a few minutes, you let Jack use the bathroom first while you get coffee and the brownies ready.

"We are having brownies for breakfast?" She laughs, wraping her arms around your front, kissing the back of your neck.

"That ok?" You place a big slice on one plate and grab two forks.

"Perfect." She lets got and sits down at the counter with you, sharing the brownie and enjoying the coffee. It's such a sweet, domestic moment and you don't want it to end. "We can do this again tomorrow morning." Her fingers reach out and trace your cheek and cup under your chin, lifting your head. Your eyes lock with hers.

"That easy to read, huh?" You smile, glancing at her lips before leaning in and kissing her. The sweet taste of brownie and coffee are intoxicating mixed with the taste of her.

Her fingers tangle in your hair which only deepens the kiss. You both break apart, gasping for air. "Only because I was thinking the same thing." The brownie is quickly devoured between kisses and sips of coffee.

"We need to go." But your eyes say the opposite and Jack just grins, her eyes sparkling. That's when you know everything is going to be fine because looking into those whiskey, soft eyes is home now.

"Think we can keep this just between us for now? Not that I dont want to scream your name to the world, just think we would be too distracted at work." You watch the emotions cross her face, the uncertainty, her nerves, the blush sweetly covering her cheeks. You lean in and kiss her cheek, lingering a second longer to make your point.

"I'll make you scream my name tonight instead then." You wink, hopping down from the breakfast stool and leaving a shocked Sloane in your kitchen.

"I'm going to be the one distracted at work now." She groans, following you out the door. You throw your head back and laugh, locking the door behind Jack.

"Funny, you've been intoxicating me at work for months." This was going to be fun. . . . . . . . .

FIN. I know, sad right? Luckily I have a few other ideas floating around. What did y’all think???? Your comments always make my day/night/week!! 

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Battle Scars - Chapter Six

Pairing: Tony Stark x Reader

Warnings: um...nope

Enjoy!!

***

You pulled your hand from Bruce’s and curled it back into a fist. “I’ve had that scar forever. Don’t even remember how I got it now.”

He arched his brows and gave you a look that said he didn’t believe a word you were saying. “You did not have that scar yesterday. Or even today when you handed Tony his coffee. Don’t bullshit me, Y/N. I’m more observant than most people give me credit for.” He slid off his glasses and tossed them onto a nearby table before crossing his arms over his chest. His gaze never wavered from you as he waited for you to speak.

Finally, you sighed and paced away from him. “I’m not trying to bullshit you, Bruce. I just wasn’t intending on telling anyone. Not for a while, at least.”

“So, you are Tony’s soulmate then?” He dropped his arms and took a step toward you. 

Suddenly unable to speak, you nodded.

“Okay. And you’ve known since?”

“After he was missing. He was doing a press conference and I saw him on the television. Our bruises matched.”

He raked a hand through his already messy hair and huffed out a breath. “And you haven’t told him?”

“What do you think, Bruce?”

“All right, all right.” He gestured toward one of the chairs at his small kitchen table. You sat and he took the one across from you. “Are you planning to tell him?”

You debated for a moment whether to even the continue the conversation before deciding it was too much of a relief to have someone to talk to for you to stop now. If things got back to Tony, you’d just have to deal with it then. “That was my intention when I came here. I tried to get through to him by phone and I couldn’t so I just showed up. They assumed I was here for a job interview and here we are.”

“I don’t suppose you mentioned you were his soulmate when you tried to call?” he asked.

“It’s not like anyone would have believed me if I had. Besides, that’s the kind of news you need to deliver yourself don’t you think?” You leaned back in your seat.

He ran his fingers across the surface of the table as he thought. “All of that aside, why haven’t you told him since then? You’ve had time. He’s been looking for you for a long time.”

Hearing that Tony had wanted to find you made your heart a little lighter. It also made you feel a little guilty. “He has a girlfriend, Bruce. I’m not going to be what breaks them up.”

“Who? Pepper?”

You nodded.

He grimaced. “She’s not really his girlfriend.”

You pursed your lips thinking over everything you had seen the last few weeks. “Are they dating?”

He tilted his head from side to side. “Well, I mean, technically—”

You held up a hand to cut him off. “Technically is enough of a relationship for me. I’ll tell him when the time is right. This isn’t it.”

“How do you know that it isn’t? I won’t tell him if you don’t want me to, but you should. And the sooner the better.”

“That’s enough. I’m not going to let him drop his entire life because of me. That’s not fair to him, Bruce.”

“You dropped yours to come here for him. Shouldn’t he get the same choice?”

***

It took a while before you were convinced that Bruce wouldn’t spill your secret. It wasn’t that you didn’t want to tell Tony. You would love nothing more than to be with him but you didn’t want him to pick you just because you were his soulmate. You wanted him to get to know you as a person first and a soulmate second. Things like that took time.

You were still deep in thought when you left Bruce’s room to head back to your floor.

“Everything sorted?”

The unexpected voice startled you and you found yourself staring at Tony with wide eyes. “Huh?” Well, that was eloquent, Y/N.

Tony straightened from where he’d been leaning in the doorway of the lab. You wondered briefly how long he’d been standing there. His gaze darted past you to Bruce’s door before settling back on you. “Did you get Bruce squared away?”

“Yeah,” you answered feeling moderately guilty for misleading him. “It’s all good.”

He stepped forward as his tongue darted out to moisten his lips. “What did he need anyway? You two were in there for a while.”

You lifted one brow. “We got busy talking. You know how it is.”

He hummed in what you assumed was agreement. “Well, I’ll let you get back to it.” With that he turned and went back into the lab.

You stood there for a moment trying to process the strange scene you’d just been part of until your phone rang. “Hello,” you answered without paying attention to who was calling.

“We need to talk,” came Fury’s deep voice and you instantly forgot about anything else. Why was the director of SHIELD calling you?

***

As soon as you were off the phone with the director, you spent the next two hours making calls, placing orders and issuing instructions. Once you were certain everything you needed done would be completed by morning, you called a meeting in the Avengers conference room.

As the team shuffled in, they fell quiet as they found you waiting for them. Tony and Bruce were the last two to file in. Tony scowled as his gaze fell on you. “I thought this was a team meeting. What are you doing here, hot stuff?”

You arched a brow at the nickname. “It is a team meeting, Tony. Fury thought I could handle this one.”

Steve’s brows shot up. “Would you mind repeating that?”

“Just sit down,” you instructed the science bros. “It’s not that kind of meeting.” You passed a thin folder to everyone at the table. “Fury is expanding the team.”

“Sam Wilson, the Maximoff twins, and James Barnes have all been approved on a probationary basis.” From the corner of your eye you saw Steve sit straighter in his chair as a grin curled his lips. “Sam will maintain his own residence. The twins will be on the floor below Nat and Clint and Bucky will be on your floor, Steve.”

Not everyone looked particularly thrilled with the news you were giving them. “The information in the folders includes what they are required to do to maintain their status on the team. Steve, Bucky requires daily therapy for the time being, would you prefer I bring someone in?”

“Yes, please,” he responded with no hesitation.

You shifted your attention to Tony who just frowned at the folder in front of him. “Tony.” You’d said his name softly but it was enough to get his attention. He looked up with wide eyes.

“Yeah?”

“The twins need therapy, too. Three times a week. And then there are the after mission sessions. Should I see about getting one on staff?”

Natasha huffed a laugh. “I’m surprised Fury didn’t offer to move one in.”

You smiled at that. “Oh, he did. I didn’t think any of you would care for a SHIELD shrink when we can hire our own. Then you don’t have to worry about them reporting back to anyone.”

“See. This is why I like her,” Clint piped up. “Always thinking.”

Tony’s lips twitched for a second before he gave in and smiled. “Hire us a shrink, sweetheart.”

***

With Jarvis’ help it didn’t take you long at all to find the perfect candidate and he was quickly hired. Anxious to share the news with Tony you were talking before he could even acknowledge your presence in the lab. You read off the man’s qualifications and talked about his references and then realized Tony wasn’t commenting on anything you said.

You looked up from you tablet to find him smiling as he looked between the device in his hand and you. It was easy to see that you amused him. Your face heated. “Sorry, I ramble when I get excited.”

“I look forward to exploring that trait of yours in more detail later, but why are you so excited about hiring a team therapist? Or should I not ask? Is he handsome? Are you impressed by the size of his PHD?”

You blinked as your brain tried to catch up with your soulmate’s teasing. He was certainly in a flirtatious mood. As you looked him over, you realized that he had stripped down to a white tank. And coming from beneath it was a bright blue glow. “Um, Tony?”

“Yeah, Y/N?”

You gestured vaguely in his direction. “You’re glowing.” You tore your gaze from his chest to meet his eyes.

His brow furrowed and he glanced down. “I’m surprised you haven’t noticed before. It keeps me alive. Keeps shrapnel from going into my heart.”

That made your chest hurt. What if he wasn’t a genius? Would he already be dead? You sat your tablet down on the table and stepped around until you stood next to Tony, his eyes following you. “Can I see?”

He tilted his head and studied you for a long moment and you wondered what he was thinking. Finally, he emptied his hands and turned on his stool so he was facing you. In one swift movement, he took his tank off and tossed it on the table beside him. “Look all you want, sweetheart.”

You closed the small distance remaining between the two of you, your eyes glued to the device in his chest. No wonder your scar had never faded. This thing had to be inserted inside of him. It was a permanent wound. You reached your hand out to touch it before you caught yourself. “Sorry,” you said, snatching your fingers back just before you actually made contact.

Tony’s warm hand wrapped around yours and he tugged you closer. Your heart raced and you sucked in a deep breath as he laid your hand against his chest. He kept his over the top of it. “It’s called an arc reactor,” he explained. “It not only keeps me breathing, it powers the suit.”

You glanced up at the sound of his voice and swallowed past the lump in your throat as you realized just how close you were to him. “Does it hurt?”

He shrugged. “Hurt like hell at the time. Now, not so much.” His thumb rubbed against the hand he was holding making a tremor shoot through you.

You reached your other hand up and traced one of the many scars that decorated his skin. He hissed in a breath. Your first instinct was to apologize but you resisted the urge and looked up to meet Tony’s gaze. His eyes studied your face as the corner of his mouth kicked up in a grin. “If you’re planning on checking out all my scars, it’s going to take a while. Not that I mind. I just think you should be prepared.”

The two of you leaned toward each other and your eyelids closed as you prepared for the kiss.

“Ms. Potts is requesting that you meet her in your apartment, Mr. Stark.” Jarvis’ voice cut through the silence in the room and you took a giant step away from Tony as you were reminded of his girlfriend.

Your face was warm and you suddenly found yourself unable to meet his gaze.

“Thank you, Jarvis. Impeccable timing,” Tony bit out.

“Of course, sir.”

You couldn’t keep yourself from glancing up. Tony gave you a smile as he put his shirt back on. His eyes stayed locked on yours as he gave instructions to the AI. “Tell Pepper I’ll meet her in her office.”

He stepped toward you, stopping when you took a step back to maintain the distance. He held up his hands and leaned against the table behind him so you knew he was giving you the space you needed right now. “Pepper is not my girlfriend.”

You bit your lip. “It’s not really my business.”

“I think it is.”

You glanced down briefly before looking back up. “Then does she know she’s not your girlfriend? Because I’m not so sure she does.”

His dark eyes studied you but he said nothing.

You cleared your throat and gestured toward the door. “I should go.”

He nodded once. “Just remember, sweetheart, we’re not even close to done here.”

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There’s a Fine Line

Bucky Barnes x Reader

i have had a shitty shitty day so expect some angst the rest of the night :-) plus im getting sick so thats gr8!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! tomorrow im going to a party so i wont be able to post much until monday (who am i kidding im gonna b so hungover so probably tuesday)

“Is that what you’re doing? Trying to make me hate you?” You shouted, pushing his chest. 

He kept his dark gaze trained on you, his mouth tightened in a straight line. 

“Hey asshole I’m talking to you!” You spat, throwing yourself at him. Instead of fighting back, he just stood there, his shoulders drooping in defeat. His lack of a response made you even more furious, causing Wanda to swoop in and restrain you. 

She wrapped her arms around the midsection of your torso, pulling you closer to her. Vision stepped in front of your line of sight, effectively blocking you from seeing Bucky. Although Wanda had restrained you, you were trying to fight against her to break free. As you thrashed around, your nostrils flaring, Vision had turned his back to you to whisper to Bucky. 

“Let me go,” You hissed at Wanda, anger coursing through your body. 

“You need to calm down.” Wanda murmured in your ear. 

“Not until my fist comes in contact-”

“What the hell is going on?” Tony asked, suddenly appearing in the doorway to the training room. Upon hearing his voice, you snapped your head in his direction. 

“You,” you seethed, narrowing your eyes at him. Tony put two hands up, taking a couple steps closer to you. “You knew! You knew what he-” Your body shuddered, not even able to say the words aloud. 

Tony put his hands down, blinking at you. His jaw tightened and he moved to stand directly in front of you. “I did it for your own protection.”

“My own-you knew what he did! After years of me trying to find who killed my brother and you just...you let me sleep with him! You let me...you let me love him.” Your voice broke on the word love, causing Bucky to flinch where he was standing. 

“I didn’t tell you for this very reason. You’re happy with him, I didn’t want to ruin something good that you both deserved after everything that happened to you both.” Tony tried explaining, his gaze never leaving yours. 

“I was happy, now I can’t look him in the eyes ever again. Tony, he’s a monster!” You sobbed, falling on your knees. 

As soon as your knees hit the floor, Bucky felt his heart shatter into tiny broken pieces. He never meant to cause harm to you in any way, he had never meant for your family to perish under his own hands. But when someone crawled into your mind and tugged the strings of your brain as if you were a puppet, there was no trying to stop it. 

Bucky had never felt love from anyone the way you had loved him. And a part of him knew that it was over. Hell, he knew it would be over the second he decided to tell you. Because what you said was true; he was a monster through and through. Even if his Winter Soldier days were in the past, nothing could blot out the hundreds of lives he had stolen under Hydra. 

So that was why he stood there, not even trying to fight you when you came at him with your fists, and why he now stood, not apologizing. He knew better than anyone that a simple “I’m sorry” couldn’t bring people back from the dead. 

As you sobbed on your knees, the memories from the past few months surfaced in your mind. All of the nights you had spent doing research, coming to Bucky when you found something, or when a lead had led you to a dead end. The entire time he knew, and he said nothing. 

You had trusted him, you believed in him when no one else but Steve would. Your mind drifted to Steve, wondering if he knew-but it was Bucky, of course Steve would have to know. 

You felt sick. There were so many thoughts swirling through your head, that you were on emotional overload. It was way too much for your mind and body to handle, that everything around you went black.

As soon as your body slumped forward, Bucky was there, crouched on the ground, calling your name. Ignoring the looks Tony, Wanda, and Vision exchanged, he pulled your limp body towards him, rocking back and forth. Whatever dam Bucky held inside began to crumble, and his shoulders shook as he sobbed. 

“I’m so sorry, I didn’t know how to tell you, I didn’t want to screw you up.” He sighed lowly and sniffed. 

“Buck, I’m sorry, I didn’t-”

“Tony you have nothing to be sorry for. You were the one covering for me all this time.”

“We should move her to the med bay.” Wanda spoke up, her hands in tight fists at her sides. 

“I’ll take her.”

Vision put a hand on Bucky’s shoulder. “What if she awakens?”

“I’ll take my chances.” And with that, Bucky cradled you to his chest and stood, walking to the med bay. He pulled up a chair to the side of your bed, as Bruce took control of you. 

A few hours later, your eyelids fluttered open. Blearily, you blinked, looking around the room. On the nightstand to your right, there was a small paper cup and you guessed that it was full of water.  

The next thing you noticed was the sight of Bucky, slumped over in a plastic chair to the left of your bed. Your heart clenched at the sight, wondering if you had made a mistake by casting Bucky aside the way you did. Quickly, you reminded yourself that he had deceived you, and you tore your gaze away from him. 

The sound of someone clearing their throat made you look up to see Bruce, who was just walking through the door. 

“Gave us quite a fright there.” He said softly, sitting on the edge of your bed. He gave you a sad look. “I cannot imagine how you must be feeling right now, but...I thought I would try to talk some sense into you. For both of your sake’s.” Bruce said, tilting his head in the direction of the sleeping super-soldier. 

You pushed yourself up into a sitting position, grabbing the cup and downing it in one big gulp. 

“Before you knew, you were in love with him right?”

You nodded once, your pointer finger tracing around the rim of the cup. 

“If I’ve learned anything about being a part of this team-no, being a chemically induced weapon in my lifetime, it’s that many of the mistakes that we make involving human lives is out of our control.”

Looking up at Bruce, you started to understand what he was saying. 

“I’m not excusing what happened, rather just trying to get you to see that it wasn’t Bucky, it was the Winter Soldier. You loved Bucky for a reason, don’t let whatever that reason was go to waste because of this. Now, I’m going to go get you some more water okay?” And with that, Bruce got up off of your bed and left the room. 

“Y/N?” A voice said. Your head snapped to your left, your eyes meeting the pale blue of Bucky’s. “Are...are you alright?” He asked, scooting his chair closer to the side of the bed. Instead of answering you just stared at him. 

“I suppose that was a dumb question.” He raked a hand through his hair, and you noticed that it was slightly shaking. “Listen, I-I was just here to make sure you woke up, and then I’ll be out of your hair.” Bucky stood, making a move to 

Your hand on his wrist made him freeze. Tugging on it gently, you silently asked him to turn around. He did, his watery eyes searching your face. Before he left, you had to know something.  

“Do you regret it?” You whispered. 

Swallowing, Bucky hesitated. “I don’t regret telling you. I regret...I regret ever letting HYDRA control me. I would die if it meant that you got your family back.”

His answer made you close your eyes.

You loved Bucky for a reason...

“I can’t promise you that this will be fixed, I just-I need time.” Your voice surprised you.

Bucky nodded his head. “I’ll give you all the time in the world.”

[baelllamyblake]

Let’s Party. ( Bellamy Blake x reader )

Request : hey there I really really like your writing!so I wanted to ask if you could write something for me? maybe something where the reader is one of the 100 so she went trough all that trouble with Bellamy and at the party (I think it was s4 where they had a party at arkadia, where that girl asked him to dance) it's her who convices him to relax and dance with her but they never had an intimate relationship with each other so it surprises him but they end up having fun and making out? sorry thats long - @poisonxxvy

Pairing : Bellamy Blake x reader

Word Count : 1,293

Warnings : light smut, background character death

A/N : jeez this took me so long to write i have no idea why  yikes sorry but its finally done !! thank you for requesting !! please request me some more !! writing is so much fun !!

FEEDBACK IS GREATLY APPRECIATED SO PLS FCK ME UP WITH IT <3

Enduring life’s deadly obstacles on the ground was hard work and man, did you hate it. All you could really do is suck it up with a smile while you mercilessly did anything you could to survive. You were constantly on your feet, constantly on your guard, and constantly motivated to keeping living in fear of dying.

While standing along side Bellamy in leadership, you’ve managed to make it this far on this beautiful yet frightening planet called Earth. You’ve made life-changing decisions and you’ve made life-ending decisions for the good and bad of the 100. You’ve been on the brink of death numerous times and miraculously lived through it all. You’ve delivered the delinquents through hell and back twice. Now, the world’s ending in six months and everyone’s scrambling for shelter.

Observing the way the acid rain crashed onto the surface and dissolved into the wet dirt, you wondered if the effort to live was even worth it at this point. Everything you’ve worked so hard for was being eaten away by nature’s elements. Bellamy caught sight of you daydreaming at the entrance of the Ark and quickly jogged to your side after escaping Kane’s harassment.

“ Y/N, come with me. There’s been a distress call. “ Bellamy spoke his order into your ear, placing a hand on your shoulder while sending chills down your spine. His sudden voice made you jump a little, sending unwanted thoughts of him to your brain. No, Y/N, this is not the time to be thinking about what Bellamy sounds like in bed. Stop. You wanted to maintain the strictly business relationship you had with Bellamy.

“ No way. It’s pouring, Bellamy. We’ll die out there. “ You sternly refused, eyebrows furrowing in disbelief. You and Bellamy weren’t going to survive the night if you ventured out in those lethal conditions. Bellamy shoved a plastic suit in your arms, urging you to tag along with those desperate eyes of his. You ran your fingers along the material of the suit, unsure if it could brace against the exposure of the black rain.

“ Suit up, Y/N. Please. “ Bellamy gently demanded as he unraveled his suit and started to stuff his boots into it. You silently observed him get dressed into the black suit then glanced back to the folded fabric, eyeing it warily.

The thoughts sat perched on your mind before your heart succumbed to the relentless pressure. You sighed apprehensively and slipped the suit up your body, giving into Bellamy’s plea. He gave you an affirming yet thankful tight-lipped smile, his eyes plainly giving away the fact that he was deeply worried about the distress call.

The suits lasted a good minute before they started to deteriorate at the mercy of the rain. You and Bellamy practically flew out of Arkadia’s gates in the rover at a dangerously high speed. Mark and Peter were stuck out in the forest somewhere, dying by the second with every little raindrop. You got close to their location, only to have the front tires of the jeep be swallowed by a mud bog, unfortunately. Sorry, Mark and Peter.

It was safe to say that the rescue mission for Mark and Peter was a complete failure. It was also safe to say that they both didn’t make it through the night. You arrived back in Arkadia, exhausted and covered head to toe in mud. You yearned for nothing more than to just strip down and knock out in bed.

“ I’m sorry for lugging you- “ Bellamy went to apologize but was quickly cut off by an endearing hug from you just outside your room. It was unnatural for you to get close to him, or even touch Bellamy for that matter but it seemed like he needed one. He hesitantly wrapped his arms around your waist and buried his head into the crook of your neck, tears growing behind his eyes.

“ I know how important this was to you, Bellamy but it’s not your fault. Okay? This was not you fault. Now, get some sleep, king. “ You cooed comfortingly before pulling away with a small, reassuring smile and retreating into your room. Bellamy returned the kind gesture with a nod and turned the corner, bumping into Jasper’s friendly face.

You laid in bed for hours, cuddled up under the sheets. The deaths were weighing heavily on your chest, hardly allowing you to get a wink of sleep. No matter how desperately you wanted it. It’s time for a drink.

You sat on a stool at the makeshift bar, happily chatting with your friends and downing jobi nut tea by the cup. The jobi tea swirled wonderfully in your bloodstream, wiping away any worries of the impending apocalypse. It was your time to live and do whatever the fuck you wanted. Ultimately, you had your sights set on Bellamy.

“ Hey Bellamy! Dance with me. “ You hailed down the King himself as soon as he was alone, grasping him by the hand. You surged with gorgeous confidence, surprising Bellamy with your upfront advances. When did Bellamy get so damn attractive?

“ I don’t dance. “ Bellamy chuckled lowly, flashing that signature smirk of his to you. You fiddled with the black shirt that fit him so well while your lustful eyes flitted over his handsome countenance.

“ I’m going to be honest, I don’t really want to dance. “ You teased Bellamy with a playful smile, eyes raking over his eyes, lips, and collarbones. He gazed over you to see Jasper pulling him into the crowd by an invisible rope.

“ C’mon. It’ll be a good time. “ You nudged at Bellamy, edging him to join the party. He gave in with a sigh as you squealed happily and dragged him over to the bar. Jasper and friends erupted into cheers and whoops as they shoved a drink into Bellamy’s hand. Everyone downed a shot and immediately dashed for the dance floor.

“ This is fun and all but I’m bored. So let’s get out of here, yeah? “ You spoke into Bellamy’s ear as you wrapped your wrists around his neck as his warm hands snaked to your waist and dangerously close to your ass.

“ Of course, Y/N. “ He agreed, his desire for you was bursting at the seams. He just had to have you. You grasped Bellamy by the wrist and whisked him away from the party and into a desolate hall in the Ark.

You suddenly gripped Bellamy by the cheeks and crashed your lips onto his. Bellamy groaned sexily into the kiss, pushing you up against the cold, metal wall. His left hand held your hand fast to the wall while his free hand slowly snaked up your shirt and his lips trailed kisses down to your collarbone.

“ You’re good at that. “ You mewled quietly while melting under Bellamy’s fiery yet lingering touch. He trailed kisses from your jawline down to your neck, leaving a small hickey just under your collarbone. Bellamy smiled silently as he trailed kisses back up to your lips painstakingly slowly. Your nails clawed in his muscular back, earning a low growl out of Bellamy. That was sexy.

“ Bellamy! I need your advice on some- “ Clarke yelled out, stopping dead in her tracks when she encountered Bellamy and you entangled in each other’s arms. “ I’ll come back later. “

You watched Clarke awkwardly back away and disappear around the corner while Bellamy kissed up your neck and behind the shell of your ear. You ran your fingers through his raven-black hair, struggling to keep the moans from flowing out of your mouth.

“ You’re really hot, let’s go to my room. “

[happys-crazy-queen22]

Trust

Request by Anon. Hope you like it. WARNING- Talk of Child abuse.

Pulling up to your uncles work you got out of the cab and paid. You saw a guy with tattoos on his head. "Hey can you help me, I'm looking for a man named Alex Trager". "Oh you mean Tig, yeah hes in the club house I'll walk you in". "I'm Juan but you can call me Juice". "Y/N" You looked down at your shoes. Walking in the clubhouse the smell of booze, sex and smoke hit you. There was a bunch of guys sitting around talking to one another. "Hey Tig you have a visitor" Juice called out "Who the hell is....Y/N your here Doll". He bear hugged you swirling you around. "Hey Uncle Tig, please put me down I can't breath. You laughed "Its great to see you girl". "Been along time". He smiled raking a piece of hair from your eyes. "Yeah it has, couldn't really go anywhere for awhile'. You frowned "Sorry about your stepdad, he was a big asshole anyway". "Yeah he was, mom moved so thats why I'm here". "I hope thats alright". "YES, your my favorite niece in the whole world". He hugged you again. "I'm your only niece Tig". You said smiling for the first time in a long time. "Umm, Tig you going to introduce us brother" A blond guy asked "Shit my bad, Y/N this is Jax our Pres and over there is Chibs the scots man with Bobby he's our brain of the club". He laughed. You met Juice and theres Happy with Kozik over there in the corner. Hap's our tattoo guy and you know dumbass". "Opies not here so you'll have to meet him later. "Nice to meet all of you". You said quietly. You were nervous with all these men looking at you. "Hey its ok, all these men are my brothers". Theres no need to be nervous". He scenced you were scared. "Is there a place were I can change and use the bathroom"? "Oh yea, you can use my room". He wrapped his arm around you and lead you to his dormroom. "You need anything or want anything"? He asked before he walked out. "No thanks I'm good". He closed the door as you let out a breath you didnt know you were holding. You changed and gave your self a pep talk.

Tig walked back in the main room. All the guys looked at him with faces of confusion . "Dude, you have a niece"? Jax questioned "Yeah, she's my brothers kid". He took a sip of his drink. "What's her story brother"? Happy spoke up "Umm, it complicated". "You need to tell them". Kozik piped out. "Alright, my brother was married to her mom and they had Y/N. She was 2 when they divorced. A year later her mom got remarried to a fucking psycho, not like us psycho". "When Y/N was 5 they moved and I never got to see her much". My brother told me everytime he saw her she had bruises, scratches and even a bit mark on her". "Her mom would make up some shit story that she fell". Then when she was 15 Y/N told her dad that he was hurting her in different ways, she wouldnt go in to detail but you can get the picture". So we both went insane at the idea and we beat the holy hell out of him and her mother was suppose to leave him but she lied. At 16 they moved again not tell us were she went to, next thing we knew she was in foster care because the dick brains mom and stepdad were making meth ". Then something happened in there and now she trust no man or women. I'm the only one left now that she trust". He sighed. "Holy shit brother thats alot". Jax said "How old is she now"? asked Bobby "She's 23 now". Tig rubbed hes forehead "Where she been for 7 years"? Juices asked "Um I think with her mom after she got out of foster care her mom got out too and went to find Y/N.  So Y/N went back to her, then about two years later her stepdad got out and he lived with them but recently he passaway from unknown causes". Tig smirked "You have something to do with the cause Tig". Jax asked "Maybe, just dont tell Y/N that I told you all". He pleaded "We wont have too". Chibs pointed to you standing in the hall way. "Shit doll I'm sorry". You ran over to him and hugged him tightly. "Thank you Uncle Tiggy". Tig was in shock " I'm sorry I couldnt keep you safe for all those years". He teared up "I'm ok Tig I promise, it made me who I am today". you cried out He pulled back wiping the tears from his eyes. "We need to throw you a party". "No no party". You said shaking you head. "Ahh come on, you will like this one". " If anyone gets handys I'm cutting them out". "You wont need too". Happy stood up and walked over to you. "I'll stay with you the whole night just to make sure". Umm I dont know". you bit your lip "Doll, you will be in great hands I promise". Tig reasured you. "Alright lets get this party started". you laughed Before you knew it, there were women everywhere getting stuff done. You tried to help but they shood you away. You saw Happy sitting in a chair watching you. It was kinda creepy but you did feel safe. "Hey Happy, you know you dont have to watch me every moment you know". You sat down beside him "I told you and Tig that I would". He threw back his shot. "You want one"? "Um.. sure, never drank before so here goes nothing". You sipped it and nearly died from the stronge fire in your throat. You coughed and gagged. Happy laughed "Maybe I'll just stick to soda". You croaked out "You probably  should". He smiled He smiled, he had a great smile. You were starting to like him even trust him. "I'm sorry that you had to go through all that as a child". He shot another one down "Thanks, but everyone has a missed up part in their life mine just happened when my life was just beginning". "I know I do but its not like yous"."If I had know you back then I would have taken care of you stepdad myself". He said angryly "Happy can we just stop talking about the past and get on to the present". You put your hand on his shoulder laying your head down on your arm smiling up at him. "I think that shot was a bad idea" Happy laughed "Yea me too, I'll be right back". You said rushing to the bathroom You pushed the door open and went straight for the toliet. Throw up was everywhere, you missed to bowl. "Shit". You found paper towels and cleaned up. You washed out your mouth thinking that will never happen again. On your way out there was a guy starring at you with a creepy grin. You walked past him and he grabbed your arm "Hey there little missy, how about we go back to the bathroom and have some fun". "Fuck off". You spit out "Listen hear, you little biker whore. I came here to have a good time so your going to do as I say". You slapped his arm away, started to walk away as he came up behind you grabbing your hair. You elbowed him in the gut and turned around to punch him in the face with a foot to the groin. He laid on the floor holding his crouch. As the guys came running up. "What the hell happened"? Tig asked "Your little friend here grabbed me and told me I had to do everything he wanted, so I kicked his balls in". You smiled proudly "Way to go Dollface". Tig kissed the side of your head. "Come on you rat bastard". Chibs picked up the guy with help from Juice "Take him to the garage and make him comfortable" Happy snarled "I'll be there soon". "You did good Little Girl, I'm proud" Happy hugged you "Im gonna go see to our little friend" Tig walked off "Save some for me" Happy yelled "Where were you"? you asked Happy "I was right there, I didnt see you come out and then there was commotion but I didnt think it was you" " I want to trust you Happy, but I cant". "I'm going to earn it back I promise, no one will every hurt you again with me around". "So I should get use to having you around huh"? You looked up at his dark eyes "Yeah, I aint going no where". "Don't even think of running to Tig hes cool with it". "Good, I thought I would have to smack some since in that Uncle of mine" you laughed He pulled you close kissing your lips. Happy proved himself that you could trust him. In the beinnging life was a messed up fuck show but the future was a blessing with dark eyes and a tattooed soul

[franruto]

sasuke + the mountain goats songs

if this read more doesnt work on mobile im so sorry

so i was thinking about how many tmg songs could be applied to sasuke and i decided to make a list. tmg has an absurd number of songs and im doing this just from my fave albuns + a quick check so this list very probably isnt even complete. also, some of these songs are more sns than just sasuke but o well. if u have suggestions to add lmk

- no children: this might be the most sasuke song ever made. im going to put just the last part here but please listen to the whole song

I am drowning, there is no sign of land You are coming down with me, hand in unlovable hand And I hope you die I hope we both die

- autoclave: i lov this one and all of it is sasuke too so listen to the whole thing

When I try to open up to you, I get completely lost Houses swallowed by the earth, windows thick with frost And I reach deep down within but the pathways twist and turn And there's no light anymore and nothing left to burn I am this great, unstable mass of blood and foam And no emotion that's worth having could call my heart its home

- heel turn 2:

Get stomped like a snake Lie down in the dirt Cling to my convictions Even when I get hurt

(...)

Spend too much of my life Now trying to play fair Throw my better self overboard Shoot at him when he comes up for air Come unhinged Get revenge (...) Let all the trash rain down From way up in the rafters I’m walking out of here in one piece Don’t care what comes after Drive the wedge Torch the bridge

- game shows touch our lives: gives me sad sns feelings

Shadows crawled across the living room's length I held onto you with a desperate strength With everything With everything in me And I handed you a drink of the lovely little thing On which our survival depends People say friends don't destroy one another What do they know about friends? Thunderclouds forming, cream white moon Everything's going to be okay soon Maybe tomorrow Maybe the next day 

- oceanographer’s choice: this is one so fucking sad, it makes me think about sasuke trying to break his bond with naruto 

I don't know why it's gotten harder to keep myself away Thought I'd finally beat the feeling back, it all came back today And then we fell down and we locked arms, we knocked the dresser over as we rolled across the floor I don't mean it when I tell you that I don't love you anymore Look at that, would you look at that? The way the ceiling starts to swerve What will I do when I don't have you? When I finally get what I deserve

- up the wolves: i really like this one for sasuke & i love john darnielle’s comment on it too so i’m going to include it here. “Part of me wants to say look it's about revenge, but as soon as I say that... no, that's not quite it. Part of me wants to say it's about the satisfaction of not needing revenge... and I say no, thats some new age stuff. I think it's a song about the moment in your quest for revenge when you learn to embrace the futility of it. The moment when you know that the thing you want is ridiculous and pompous and a terrible thing to want anyway. The direction in which you're headed is not the direction in which you want to go, yet you're going to head that way a while longer anyway cause that's just the kind of person you are.”

There's bound to be a ghost at the back of your closet No matter where you live There'll always be a few things, maybe several things That you're going to find really difficult to forgive

(...)

I'm going to get myself in fighting trim Scope out every angle of unfair advantage I'm going to bribe the officials, I'm going to kill all the judges It's going to take you people years to recover from all of the damage

- cry for judas: listen............

Some things you do just to see How bad they'll make you feel Sometimes you try to freeze time 'Til the slots are a blur of spinning wheels But I am just a broken machine And I do things that I don't really mean Long black night, morning frost I'm still here, but all is lost

(...)

Sad and angry, can't learn how to behave Still won't know how in the darkness of the grave

- outer scorpion squadron: ok this is darnielle’s comment on it again and he says it better than i could: “This is a song (...) for people like me, who have a strong indwelling evidently permanent urge to damage themselves or cut themselves off prior to some accomplishment or arrival at a place of comfort and happiness. I didn't succeed in my goal to not bum everyone out, but... In short, this is a song about trauma, and surviving it”.

If you really want to conjure up a ghost Cultivate a space for the things that hurt you most Rake the sands until they surface Bind their tiny eyes Stake out your position, let your armor fall Stay put 'till they find you, it won't take long at all Rake the sands until they surface Up they come, gone translucent They're coming up no matter what Fools rush in and the doors slam shut Ghosts of my childhood, stay with me, if you will Find a place where there's water, hold you under 'till you're still Rake the sands until they surface Don't let anybody call them ugly 

- the young thousands: ok this one makes me think of pre timeskip sasuke who continues to live in his parents house and also has a lot coming in his future

Boats ease into the harbor bearing real suspicious cargo And the sunlight on the water sets a switch off in your brain The things that you've got coming will consume you There's someone waiting out there in an alley with a chain The ghosts that haunt your building are prepared to take on substance And the dull pain that you live with isn't getting any duller There's a closet full of almost-pristine videotape Documenting sordid little scenes in living color (...) The things that you've got coming will do things that you're afraid to There is someone waiting out there with a mouthful of surprises The ghosts that haunt your building have been learning how to breathe They scan the hallways nightly vainly searching for a sign

- hebrews 11:40: this is one of my faves tmg lyrics. think sasuke w/ orochimaru period

Bright candles in the manor Where the curse takes hold Bodies reassembling down where the worms crawl Make your own friends when the world's gone cold It gets dark and then I feel certain I am going to rise again If not by faith, then by the sword I'm going to be restored Build fires to keep the beacon flashing where the earth lies flat Blood calls to blood as the hours draw down, invent my own family if it comes to that Hold them close, hold them near Tell them no one's ever going to hurt them here

- deuteronomy 2:10: this one is esp relevant bc of The Last Uchiha stuff

Feel in my bones just what the future has in store

I pace in circles So the camera will see Look hard at my stripes There'll be no more after me

I have no fear of anyone I'm dumb and wild and free I am a flightless bird And there'll be no more after me

I sang all night The moon shone on me through the trees No brothers left And there'll be no more after me

- absolute lithops effect: i like to think of this one as sasuke healing

After one long season of waiting After one long season of wanting I am breaking open My insides are pink and raw And it hurts me when I move my jaw But I am taking tiny steps forward

After one blind season alone in here After one long, sweltering summer I'm going to find the exit And I will go to the house of a friend I know And I will let myself forget With a little water and a little bit of sunlight And a little bit of tender mercy, tender mercy

- rain in soho: i might just be indulging here because i listen to this song 10 times a day and its overall feel reminds me of sasuke

No promise sweeter than a blood pact Nothing harder to go through with than a vanishing act No morning colder than the first frost No friends closer than the ones we've lost Nothing sharper than a serpent's tooth Nothing harder than the gospel truth Though you repent and don sackcloth and try to make nice You can't cross the same river twice

(...)

No town more barren than our town No haven safer than the one they tore down No greater love than to lay my life down for a friend No sweeter pleasure than to see the credits clear through to the end

ok so this is the moment where i give up because holy shit. some honorable mentions that im too lazy to go into detail (keep in mind some of those have just like one line that reminds me sasuke): this year, the house that dripped blood, old college try, choked out (i SWEAR no double meaning intended), prowl great cain, magpie, heretic pride, all up the seething coast

@yondaiime hello im tagging u here 

[teamevilwinter-blog]

Luna (A Winter Soldier Story) Part 10A

Pairing: Bucky x OC(Luna) 

Summary: Character is a super soldier who escaped Hydra after S.H.E.I.L.D fell. As she recounts her past she finds herself in New York City seeking out a certain soldier who is the only one who can help her find peace within herself.

 In this chapter Luna and Bucky finds themselves in many emotional moments as they prepare for Luna’s upcoming procedure. Also a major surprise at the end! 

Word Count: 1874 

A/N: So I decided to make this chapter into two parts simply because its a lot of content for one single post and yet not enough content for one chapter. If that makes sense lol. Also I know its been literally forever since i updated! Anyway hope you enjoy and Part 10B coming real soon! 

~Catch up here~ Luna Masterlist  

Luna’s POV 

“Together we were meant to create the next generation of killers.”  

The silence that engulfed us was deafening. I sat there in anticipation for his response. But instead of words, Bucky stood up and made his way towards the window. I noticed that the sun was setting and the stars were beginning to wake in its absence. The growing shadows now silhouetted Bucky. His posture was tense and I debated getting up to be by him. But before I got the chance to decide, he turned slowly to face me. 

He opened his mouth as if to say something but no words came out. Instead he ran a hand through that long hair of his, visibly frustrated. 

I shifted on the bed, “Bucky...I know its a lot to take in. I went through the same thing. But please...say something. Anything.” 

My eyes searched for his but his gaze stayed rooted to the floor. I got up, crossing my arms and beginning to slightly pace. “Ok, I understand if you don't feel like talking but at least your here to listen. I just felt like I was left with no choice y’know? Everything Hydra did was done with every intention of benefit to them and only them! I’m tired of feeling like just another pawn in their cruel game. So I can understand why your upset that I’m going through with this procedure but-”  I didn’t get to finish my sentence as strong arms suddenly embraced me. 

I gave a small yelp of surprise but that was quickly forgotten as I melted into the comfort that was Bucky. Our connection was put to work as our veins filled with the empowering hormone. The rawness of emotion that overcame us both, making us forget our surroundings and focus together as one entity. Soon I would have to say goodbye to that feeling as it would surely fade away once the chip was removed. 

As much as I would have like to have spent eternity in this single moment of serenity, there was still a very serious dilemma at hand. Slowly we both came back to reality but didn’t totally step apart. His hands were still on my shoulders and I still grasped the sides of his shirt. Our eyes met as we shared one more moment. 

“I’m not upset” Bucky’s voice was barely above a whisper. “I just had wished you had talked to me about it.” 

I cast my eyes down, a slight feeling of guilt passing through me. “I know, I know. I’m sorry, I just didn’t quite feel like myself and the thought of talking to anyone about this felt incredibly vulnerable.”  

His hand reached up to cup the side of face. I leaned into the touch letting a sigh escape me. “Luna, look at me please” 

My eyes found his blue ones and I found myself once again taken aback by their intensity. “Sometimes it’s ok to be vulnerable. It reminds us that we are still human. We all have our flaws. One of mine is that I have trouble opening myself up.” 

“Oh really?” my words were full of tease and I couldn't help but smile. 

He grinned back at me. “Yes really. Even though it may not seem that way with you. With you I just don't ever think of holding back. It doesn't seem natural.  A part of me trusted you from the moment I saw you. And that feeling has only grown in your stay. So I would be lying to say I wasn't a least a bit hurt when you closed off so suddenly.” 

I took him hand from my face, interlocking my fingers with his. “I truly am sorry Bucky. But let this be a lesson learned, though. Staying away won't do either of us good.” 

Bucky brought our hands up  and kissed the top of mine. The gesture was so simple but yet it made my heart beat quicken. “I think it’s time you rest, moonie.” 

There’s that nickname again. How curious. “Aw, but the night has just begun. I haven’t said hello to the stars yet.” 

Bucky chuckled softly at my comment. “Of course, how could I forget. But really Luna, sleep will make you feel better.” 

I nodded as Bucky made his way towards the door, our hands still clasped together. We released them once he crossed the threshold and at once I ached to grab it back. Oh my gosh, look how desperate you’ve become. I mentally rolled my eyes at my inner self. Perhaps that isn't such a bad thing though. 

Bucky turned back once more. 

“Good night, Luna.”  

“Good night, James.” 

His expression turned from surprised to amused but I closed the door before it could change anymore. 

Bucky’s POV  

It was finally here. The day that would change everything. The day our destinies would be altered forever. 

God I’m becoming such a dramatic. I stopped in front of Luna’s door. But with her I can't help but be. 

The door swung open before I could knock. No doubt she sensed me coming down the hall. Thats how powerful our link was becoming. Luna was dressed simply in black workout leggings and a white blouse. What caught me off guard was that she was completely barefoot. 

I pointed down to her feet,”Arn’t you cold? 

She looked down as if just noticing her lack of footwear. She gave a small shrug,”No, I’ve always found shoes restricting. I wanted to be as comfortable as possible.” 

“Right. So you're ready then?” A small part of me hoped that she would say no. Back out now while there was still a chance. But I knew that chance was slim. 

“Of course.” She stepped out into the hallway closing the door behind her. “Lead the way, soldier” Despite the situation she gave me the smallest smile giving me a bit of assurance.  

We silently made our way to the instructed lab room where Banner, Stark and an unfamiliar women were busy with last minute details. Stark looked up as we entered, still managing to give off his signature suave attitude in the face of all this seriousness. “Right on time. Luna, Bucky I would like you to meet Dr. Cruz. I enlisted her for her unique specialities in nuero-brain surgery.” 

Dr. Cruz had the typical doctor look with white lab coat and scrubs underneath. WIth the exception of her hair, which was let loose and rested above her shoulders. Its dark color reminded me of Luna’s, who unlike the doctor, always kept her hair up. Personal preference or remnants of  Hydra conditioning? I stopped myself before I let the thought go too far. This wasn’t the time to psychoanalyze. 

But I couldn’t help thinking Luna was right when she said Hydra still affected our actions even after their fall. No wonder she was so desperate to get rid of this chip. It was the last physical connection to the group. When it was finally gone she could at last feel truly free. 

Cruz gave Luna a friendly smile and reached out her hand, ”Nice to finally meet you, Luna.”

Luna returned the greeting but not with quite the same tone. I couldn't imagine how hard this must all be for her. Surgery was bad enough. Brain surgery to get rid of a chip implanted by an evil organization out for blood? That stuff was brutal. But if anyone could get through it, Luna was the one.  

As Cruz walked away, Banner approached us also donning a lab coat. “It was nice of you to accompany Luna down here Barnes. Unfortunately strict rules prohibit anyone else in the lab, let only the operating room during the procedure.” 

“I understand. I’ll be leaving just as soon as I have a few words with Luna.” Banner nodded and walked away towards the operating room where Stark and Dr. Cruz where already waiting. 

I turned my attention to Luna who eyes had glazed over and was lost in her own mind. I leaned foward speaking slowly, “Hey there, earth to Luna.” 

That seemed to snap her out of it and she looked at me as if remembering I was still there. She took in a deep breath before speaking. “Thank you, Bucky. Not just for being here now but for everything you’ve done. I wouldn’t be here if it weren’t for you. That day in the coffee shop you took a chance. And I will forever be grateful for that.” 

My eyebrows furrowed in displeasure. “Why does it sound like your saying good bye?” 

Luna sighed, “Because Bucky, you and I both know the potential outcomes of this procedure. I didn’t want to walk into that room without you knowing just how thankful I am...for you.” 

My fingers raked through my hair, “Luna, you can’t afford to think like that. You have to try to believe that you are strong enough to come out of this unscathed and healed. And that I’ll be waiting for you on the other side with the biggest bear hug imaginable.” 

She giggled softly at that, “Oh the things I have to look forward to.” She reached out and took my hand, giving it a tight squeeze. “I’ll try Bucky. I’ll try to believe.” 

Luna then released my hand and made her way towards the operating room. Watching her walk away, the realization hit me. If the worst did come to pass, which I hope never did, this would be last time I would see her. If I didn’t do this now I would regret it for the rest of my life. So I did it. 

Before she could get too far I reached out and grabbed her by the waist, pulling her close towards me. A look of confusion crossed her face, “Bucky what- “ I silenced her by leaning in closer. I could now feel her breath against my cheek, our noses nearly touching. 

My voice slightly shook as I spoke in whispers, “Just one last thing.” Luna’s bright eyes searched mine as her head nodded in response. That’s all the encouragement I needed as my lips finally found hers. Immediately her hands came up to my head and her fingers became entangled in my hair. I held her closer suddenly never wanting to let go. 

This kiss, so sweet and affectionate, was unlike any other I had ever had. It just felt so right and in that moment I never wanted it to end. Her lips were so soft and light as every movement between us worked in perfect harmony. Eventually we broke apart to breath.

She leaned back slightly as her hands rested on the nape of my neck. She stayed silent as one hand came up to stroke my cheek. And then she was moving away. Out of my arms and towards her fate. 

She walked backwards slowly, her eyes never leaving mine. 

Until she crossed the threshold and the door closed behind her. 

Making me wonder if I would ever see my Luna again. 

Part 10B 

~sighs wistfully~ well that was mildly upsetting. at least for me. but no worries for 10B will be posted shortly say in less then a week??? I make no promises. Expect it to be very intense. Also TAGS ARE OPEN!!!

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Touch of Satan

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Luna (A Winter Soldier Story) Part 7

Pairing: Bucky x OC( Luna )

Word Count: 2,506 (my longest one yet) 

Summary: Character is a super soldier who escaped Hydra after S.H.E.I.L.D fell. As she recounts her past she finds herself in New York City seeking out a certain soldier who is the only one who can help her find peace within herself. 

In this chapter Luna relives a part of her past before Hydra, Bucky struggles to understand his link with Luna and new light is finally shed on why Luna is going through this pain. 

Authors note: Ok so I am so sorry this took so long to write! Im back in school so I found it hard to find time to write this but I finished it so at least theres that! Hopefully this chapter is starting to clear things up and open the path to where I finally want the story to go! I hope you all enjoy!! 

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Luna’s POV

The dream started out surprisingly pleasant. I was outdoors, in what appeared to be a backyard, underneath a sprawling and huge oak tree. The yard was spacious with a small tool shed tucked away in the corner. I saw in front of me the back of a house painted a pale blue. The sky was a wonderful mix of orange and pink hues indicating that evening was approaching. I was sat cross legged, a book in my hands, who’s words I was unable to discern. 

The clang of a screen door grabbed my attention. A man, tall and middle-aged, strode down the short, wooden steps and made his way towards me. At once I found his facial features to be familiar. 

How though? I don't know this man. 

But he obviously knew me as he flashed a friendly smile. He stopped just short of the where the tree’s shadow fell. “Its getting a bit chilly out here. That must be quite the book if its keeping you out here to catch a cold.” The man laughed and I found myself smiling. 

“It sure is. Just let me finish this chapter and I’ll be right in, ok?”. 

 This isn’t a dream, its a memory. A part of my past. Upon my realization my eyes scanned the landscape. This backyard. My backyard.I inclined my head once again to get a good look at the man still before me. And this- 

From within the house, came the sound of numerous pans falling to the floor. “Ah, looks like your mother needs help in the kitchen. All that baking is tough work, y’know?” He chuckled as he trotted back towards the home. 

My mother? My mother is in that house. And my father? Could it have been-

My thoughts were cut short by a women’s piercing scream. My head jerked in the direction of the house.  

Mom? I took of in a sprint toward the door but found myself going nowhere.The house seemingly shrinking away from me until it was no longer there……. 

My eyes shot open, my whole body tensed. There was no more backyard. No more oak tree. No more shrinking house.  I stared up at the ceiling of my suite for what seemed like eternity. I could feel my heart beating rapidly as I finally sat up in bed. Inhale…..Exhale…..Inhale…..Exhale. I remained like this, tangled among the sheets, until once again everything was calm. 

“Good Morning Miss Luna. Mr. Stark has requested your presence in laboratory room 2A.” Friday’s smooth and metallic voice announced through the intercom.  

“I just woke up”, I sighed, raking my fingers through my knotted hair. As dazed as I still was, I pulled it together in order to get ready and make my way downstairs. I skipped out on breakfast, since my appetite had been stolen by my haunting dream. Memory. Pushing the door open, I noticed Bruce instead of Tony. 

Sensing movement. Bruce looked up from his work and grinned,”Well good morning, Luna. I trust you slept well.”  

Oh, I wish. Despite the truth, I smiled,”Slept like a dog. Where’s Tony? I thought he requested me here.” 

“Yes, he stepped out for a second. Said he needed to retrieve some archived files.” 

“And retrieved it, I have!” Tony’s voice boomed from behind me as he entered carrying his tablet.”Luna dearest, mind talking a seat. I have made some very recent discoveries on your case. One in particular... that I would like you to see as soon as possible.”  

After several swipes on his tablet, images popped up on the monitor. My eyebrows furrowed in confusion. “Arn’t these just my brain scans?” I recognized the small circular disk on the side of the brain. The one that was believed to be responsible for all the memory pains. 

“No, these are Barnes’s brain scans. Remember how I said yours looked familiar? Well it just so happens that during Barnes’s treatment, we removed this exact disk from his brain. Although it did puzzle us because, well, we couldn’t quite figure out what is was for”. 

“Eventually we took it out after we realized it made no significance to his brain activity”, Bruce added in.

“That doesn’t… make any sense. Why didn’t it affect Ja- I mean Bucky, but its the exact same disk thats causing me pain?” As if this couldn't get any more confusing. I began to chew on my bottom lip, a habit I did when stressed.

“Well you see at the time we dismissed it as meaningless and just simply removed it.  But now after seeing your brain scans, it signifies something now. This could possibly explain the connection you and Barnes share. However right now it seems that all the details we need are within those encrypted files. Romanoff should be here within the week so we don't have too long to wait” Tony turned off the monitor. “Since your already here, is it ok if we administer some more physical tests?” 

A sigh escaped me. The recurring pull in my chest was telling me not to. It drew me away from the lab and upstairs where I could only guess Bucky was. Bucky. I still wasn’t used to calling him that but I was keen on doing whatever it took to bring us closer. Oh, I’ve really gone off the deep end. Am I seriously starting to think of him as something more? I mean yes, Bucky was someone who I considered a friend now. He was always nice to me and understanding of my dilemma. To see him as something more would be uncharted waters for me. Waters I wasn't too keen on diving into. 

 “Sure, I’ll stay.” Anything to distract me from these dangerous new thoughts. 

Bucky’s POV 

“I’m telling you Steve. I just...can’t seem to begin to wrap my head around this Luna thing.” It was midday and since there was no mission today, we spent the morning training. Currently we were sprawled out on the mats, taking a breather from some intense sparring. 

“The Luna thing?”, Steve questioned as he fiddled with his hand wraps. 

“Yeah, y’know the whole...energy connection. It just does not make any sense. I had never even laid eyes on this girl before that day in the coffee shop. Then once I bring her in all these things start happening. With absolutely no explanation. And now it turns out we were both part of some bigger plan concocted by Hydra to maximize their kill list. I mean this can't just be a coincidence.” I threw myself back on the mat in exasperation. So much had happened in the past week I gave myself the moment to let go of my composure. 

“Well, tell me more about this link you two have. You said it makes you feel...powerful?” Steve doubted my descriptions from the start but I could tell he was making an effort to understand what I was going through.  

I sat up, more engaged now,“Not just powerful. It makes me feel like, dare I say, a god! Like I have the strength to take down all of Hydra single handily, if they were still around. Or to rule an empire if I so choose. I have no fear, only courage. Trust and no doubt. Emotions that aren't usually like me. Its...intense. But exhilarating,” Silence fell between the two of us. That was the closest I had ever come to putting those feelings into words.  I didn't realize how much I needed to say that until it was out there. 

It was Steve who spoke first and asked the question I least expected,”So have you tried training with her?” 

“Uh, no. Why would I do that?” 

“Well, for one if Project Alliance meant for you two to be partners, then you must have some fighting chemistry. Maybe this connection of yours was to help the two of you in combat.” With that thought, Steve stood up, running a hand through his tousled hair.“So you ready for another round?” 

“I think I’m done for today.” Steve’s remark had sparked a fresh wave of new thoughts. It was stupid of me not to consider that Project Alliance hadn't  tampered with our fighting techniques. After all, partners are meant to work together effortlessly. 

 “Mr. Rogers”, Friday’s voice spoke clearly through the intercom,”I wish to notify you that Miss Romanoff has just landed in terminal 3B.”  

Steve extended his hand down to me,”The days not over just yet, bud.”Natasha was back earlier then expected which meant she would get to decoding the files that held the precious information we seeked.  It brought me comfort knowing that Luna would find peace soon. Then she could finally move on and have the life she deserved. On her own. For some reason,that notion did not sit well with me. 

Luna’s POV

I had been running for quite some time. This time not in a memory, but on a treadmill in the lab. The giant digital clock beside me read 1:49. As in I had been running for an hour and forty-nine minutes. But I was far from exhausted, in fact I was becoming quite bored. It would take a lot longer to get my heart beating faster and my breathing unsteady. Pros and cons of being a super soldier, I guess.  

“Mr.Stark, notification that Miss Romanoff has landed and is headed for laboratory room 2A to-” 

“Bit late Friday!”, a spunky feminine voice exclaimed from the hallway. Seconds later a very familiar red head appeared in the doorway.”Already here.”  

I pushed a button to stop the treadmill so I could hop off. Black Widow. To say I was a little shocked, would have been a major understatement. Natasha Romanoff was a total badass that was highly respected for her talents. It didnt take a genius to see that. 

She quickly caught my gaze, “Luna, right? I’ve heard some very interesting things about you”. 

“Oh, uh, hopefully all of them good. Its nice to meet you, Miss Romanoff.” I hoped my nerves didnt show through my voice. 

“Oh, you don't have to call me that. Its a programmed formality of the AI. Natasha is just fine” She grinned, and turned her attention to Tony who had been sitting in his chair, silently watching the exchange. Bruce had left about an hour ago to visit some lab on the other side of the city. 

“You’ll be pleased to know that the trip back was quite long so I actually got finished decoding those files Steve requested.” 

My eyes widened considerably. “You did?!” 

Natasha’s mood unexpectedly changed.  She took on a more serious tone now,”Yes, I did. I think its best if Barnes is here to hear this as well-” 

“Hear what?” Bucky entered the room, closely followed by Steve. They were both wearing training gear so it was evidence they had just come from the gym complex. I had yet to visit that part of the tower only because I wasn't quite sure how everyone else react to my abilities. They were quite unnatural. Just like me.

“Romanoff, as usual, is a step ahead of the game and finished decoding the data from Hydra.” Tony rubbed his chin, his expression tired. How hard exactly has he been working on this case? I couldn't help but feel bad that I was causing so much extra work. 

Steve eyes shot up in surprise,“Thats fantastic! So what did you find?” 

“Well,” Natasha leaned herself against a lab table.”Since I was debriefed about the current situation with Luna I looked specifically into the sections of the files about mind manipulation. And I found that.” She gestured to the brain scan that will still on the monitor. “That is a what they called a “mentality exposure”. Basically the disk was implanted into the two of you, Luna and Barnes, to slowly remodify your brain chemistry...to suit each other.” 

“In what way?” Steve asked. 

“Primarly for fighting. The Winter Soldier already had a certain style that couldn't be altered so instead they programmed a similar style for Luna that would enable her to always know the Winter Soldier’s next move and help him execute it. And vice versa. The disk was once linked to a computer program where, when necessary, changes could be made to either one of the twos brain patterns.” 

Tony shifted in his chair, “That still doesn't explain their weird physic connection.” 

Natasha huffed, “I was just getting to that, Tony. The link you two share was simply so that there would be no tension. Hydra didn’t want one of you to eventually snap and end up killing the other. Which both of you were, and possibly still are, entirely capable of doing. They wanted a connection to be there so two of you would see being allies as a good thing. As something beneficial.” 

“The energy.” Bucky’s voice was so low, I had barely caught it from across the room. 

“Yes,” Natasha nodded. “When you two touch it sends out waves of specialized hormones created by Hydra. They give “strength” to anyone affected. But its really just all psychological. It makes you believe that you possess the power and confidence to accomplish anything. Hydra made it so that when touched by each other it would give a dose of the hormone to your bodies. A reward...for getting along.” The hesitation in that last sentence made me feel as if Natasha was holding something back. I wasn't in the mood to press it though. All this information was overloading my senses. I couldn't think properly, making it impossible for me to get a word out. 

“What about the memory pains?” Steve seemed to be the only one still engaged in the conversation. 

“While the disks were the reason why all this is happening, it seems for Luna the disk has been in much too long. Hydra had at least a forewarning that the Winter Soldier was no longer under their control. They had time to shut down his disk. As for Luna,well, for whatever reason her disk was never truly shut down. Even though Project Alliance is long gone, the disk continues to influence her brain patterns. Thats basically whats causing her these memory attacks.” Natasha exhaled slowly. It seems even she was being affected by the onslaught of information that was being presented to us. 

Tony finally stood up, rubbing the back of his neck.”Heres the the million dollar question. Can it be shut down entirely so we can remove it?” 

Natasha’s eyes momentarily flicked towards me. Several seconds passes before she finally answered. “Yes, but theres a chance that the consequences may be....fatal.” 

Part 8  

Didnt mean for it to end on such a dark note but thats what happened unfortunately. Um so my plans for part 8 will hopefully include a LOT more Bucky and Luna conversing and become close. Like really close. So I'm looking forward to writing that! As always feedback is appreciated!!! 

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