#would not say no to a fic that explored like what if Kate didn't follow will and didn't realise he was the dark king

[izartn]

So about the Katherine and Will thing.

Anyways I for one, liked much more his whole thing with Katherine when it came to light she was his pseudo-sis/full sister and he manipulated her for revenge. Like also for his mother who made him promise to protect her and Elizabeth but he didn't have to seduce Kate. That was him being attracted to her and also getting to give the middle finger to Simon. Also ruthless in going for the fastest way to get Katherine and Elizabeth to his side. I totally wasn't expecting Will going for that angle but wow.

I also loved it didn't fuck him or anything, her probably being his sister, bc he has so much bigger problems going on. The fact that Katherine essentially killed herself trying to kill him in vain being one of those, alongside the whole being Sarcean Reborn thing.

lts just soo funny, bc all those traditional YA who are like, Sebastián from Shadowhunters you know? The villain who is obssesed with the female protag is also like her brother or something, and its proof that the chara is terrible, but they had a chance once, but ugh incest and they need to die, etc etc.

Only here is our protag, Will, who has so much going on, the brief detour for heterosexuality town bc Lady and him were a thing in a past life and "mother lookalike also tried to murder me" trauma is more interesting in what it says of him than the fact Katherine was kinda his sister.

Poor Katherine had to die bc this isn't a classic YA story with her as the heroine in distress with the dashing villain who tempts her. This is Will story and we only need her little sister, who is a more interesting adversary as a 10 year old seeing through his bullshit that Kate could be.

[wwinterwitch]

Hello, I really liked your Kate bishop fic, and I was wondering if I could request another with her? I was thinking of something along the lines of her liking the reader for a while already, but always thinking that she would never like her back, then maybe after her fight in ep 6 she shows up to the reader all hurt because she had nowhere to go for the night. And the reader then takes care of her and all her wounds, patches her up, and is all caring, tender and gentle with Kate, and amidst all of it Kate doesn't realize that she started crying? Because of all that already happened that night and this was the last straw because she wanted to be more? I just wanted to see Kate's vulnerable side explored a bit, and I think it would be a cute hurt/comfort idea, with them getting together at the end. Only if you want of course <3.

I absolutely loved this idea, it's so cute tysm for your request, hope you like it❤

⚠️This contains Hawkeye spoilers in case you haven't finished the series yet⚠️

SOMETHING MORE – KATE BISHOP

summary: kate had to get her ass kicked to finally tell you she likes you

pairing: kate bishop x gn!reader

word count: 2.5k

tw: mentions of injuries, angst, reader cleans kate's wounds, brief mentions of possible death, cursing

It was strange for someone to be buzzing your apartment bell this late, especially when you weren't expecting anyone to drop something off to you. Most likely someone had made a mistake and meant to buzz someone else, but you decided to check anyway just to make sure.

"Yes?" you asked through the little device installed at the entrance of your small apartment.

"Uh, it's me," you heard the voice of your best friend through the speaker. "Can I...can I come up?"

The sound of her voice let you know something was wrong. It didn't sound like the usual cheerful Kate you've known from most of your life, instead, she sounded...tired.

"Sure," you replied almost immediately, clicking a button to let her inside the building. Opening your front door, you waited until you saw her exciting the elevator. The sight of her was even more worrying than the sound of her voice. She was barely able to walk properly due to the visible pain she was in, holding onto her side, carrying her bow on her available hand. "Kate, what the hell happened to you?"

She hissed in pain when she stood in front of you, holding onto her left side of her chest even tighter. "Can I explain inside?"

You opened your mouth to say something, to tell her how are you supposed to wait even a second to hear what could've possibly happened that she ended up looking like this, but decided it was better to get inside before listening to the story. She looks like the needed to rest and get her wounds cleaned up before any of them gets infected.

Kate followed you inside and practically dropped on top of your couch, grunting at the pain she felt by falling so abruptly to it. You went to the kitchen to get whatever you had on your freezer to help with the pain on her chest. Her black and purple suit didn't look perforated in any way on that place, so you assumed it had to be swelling and that's what hurts so terribly.

As Kate began telling you everything that happened, you sat next to the couch on a chair so you could clean the wounds on her face. She told you all about this guy named Kingpin and his connections to her mom. This was evidently a whole surprise for you, not thinking Eleanor could be involved with people like the one Kate is describing to you.

Clint Barton was already someone familiar to you. Kate never seemed to stop talking about him, which only got worse when she met actually got to meet the guy. You already knew she has been working with him on something way too complicated for you to understand, but dangerous enough for you to at least try to be as involved as you could without getting dragged into any trouble. You worried Kate was getting herself into situations that were way out of her capacity, and tonight your worries seem to have been proven.

But yet again, not even Clint Barton would've predicted this whole situation to end up the way it did. If an Avenger couldn't see it coming, maybe you shouldn't expect Kate to know any better.

"I'm very sorry to hear about your mom," you commented once the story was apparently over. "It must've been hard for you to...you know, do what you did."

"It was the right thing to do," Kate replied, trying to remind herself she did what she was supposed to do. "She needs to take responsibility for her actions."

"And what happened with Clint Barton?"

"He's figuring some stuff about regarding something else, I guess. Maybe I call him tomorrow."

"You know I support you, Kate, but perhaps you need to take a break from all the Avenger-level disasters."

"Oh, believe me, I will," she sighed. "I just want to make sure he's okay."

"Well, at least this is all finally over," you tried. "Only thing left to do is remain optimistic, right?"

"Yeah. And hey, thank you for doing all of this," she replied, hinting to you immediately deciding to take care of her.

"Don't thank me for being a good friend, Kate. Now hold still...this might sting a little."

Kate did as told, not saying anything else. She couldn't help but thank you, because it really does mean a lot to have you there for her. It means way more than what you'll ever known. She doesn't see your help as just a friendly gesture because, even when it is coming from you, she's unable to see it in a strictly platonic way. She hoped she could see you the way you see her, but she can't do that when she has been in love with you for so long.

It wasn't a coincidence that she skipped a few details of the story, deciding to hide them from you just like she has been hiding what she truly feels fro you. Of course she wouldn't want you to know that the only thing she could think of the entire night was you. She was afraid of the worst, of Kingpin and his men taking her and Clint down, of Yelena actually killing Clint and leaving her all alone in this. She was afraid something terrible would happen and that she'd never get a chance to explain everything that happened. Not getting her chance to say goodbye. Of not ever at least trying to let you know she wants to be more than your best friend.

No. She'd never say something like that. Or...could she? Was her fight with Kingpin and the betrayal of her mom all enough for her to realize how she shouldn't take her time with you for granted? Could this whole experience be enough for her to realize that, in perspective, she has absolutely nothing to lose? She fought a mafia boss and his gang, surprisingly (sort of) befriended a Black Widow assassin and had the strength enough to put her own mom on jail on Christmas...but she's not able to tell you she likes you?

Whatever the possible answers to those questions were, she wasn't able to think of them because of the sudden discomfort she felt on her forehead due to the alcohol making contact with her open wound, forcing her to flinch.

"Hold still," you reminded her in a soft voice, using your free hand to hold her chin to keep her head as still as possible, continuing to clean her wound.

At that very moment Kate couldn't decide which hurts the most: the piece of cotton soaked in alcohol making contact with her wound, or the fact that you're holding her face so delicately, sitting so incredibly close to her as you're taking care of her, your incredibly beautiful eyes focusing only on her, making your top priority making sure she was okay.

You just took down the meanest, nastiest guy that could possibly exist and you're afraid to tell her you love her? she thought to herself. Does it take another nasty villain to attack New York for you to build up enough courage?

Kate flinches again, a mixture of physical pain from her wound and emotional pain from this frustration and inner discussion she's having with herself. Noticing her movement, you moved away and looked at her.

"You want to take a break?" you asked. You had already cleaned two of the wounds on her face, so maybe you thought she was in too much discomfort she needed to rest a little before continuing.

You sat to eat Mac' and Cheese with the blood-thisty vigilante! Hell, she even invited you to grab a couple drinks sometime! Why is this scarier than that?

"Kate, are you okay?"

She seemed to finally snap out of it, looking at you a little disorientated at first before gently nodding. "Yeah, I just...I don't know, maybe I'm a little tired."

"You want me to leave you rest for a minute?"

No, don't leave. Please don't leave.

"No, it's fine. It's fine."

"Are you sure?" you insisted.

Kate nodded again, so you continued cleaning the last wound she had on her face, making sure to be as gentle as you were with the previous injuries you just cleaned. During the whole time, Kate was unable to look at you, which you didn't necessarily mind or care, much more preoccupied in doing your job right.

She flinched again but you ignored it as you were almost done anyway. Once you cleaned every wound of her face, you moved away, grabbing the band aids to put on top of them.

"We're almost done, Kate," you muttered. "I just put this one last band aid and you can rest."

Already done, you put everything away in your first-aid kit and went back to check on Kate, noticing she was shifting to a sitting position on the couch, throwing the bag of frozen peas on the coffee table.

"You need me to get you something else for that?"

"No, it's fine. Doesn't hurt as much anymore."

You nodded, taking a seat on the chair you were previously sitting at. Kate tried to remove her bag of arrows (now completely empty) from her bag but stopped immediately as a sharp pain invaded her entire body. Quickly noticing her struggling, you removed it from her body and left it om the coffee table.

"Thanks," she muttered.

"There's really nothing to thank me for. With knowing you're here with me safe is more that enough."

Kate felt her heart shattering into million pieces. She tried to smile, but you could tell she wasn't happy at all. How could she be happy on a situation like this? How could she, when she's such a coward for never telling you what you really mean to her?

She's far from happy. She can't be happy when she has you in her life, but not in the way she'd want it. Not when she's safe with you, but not really with you.

Before she even realizes it, tears start streaming down her face and she completely breaks down. Is she crying because she's finally snapping from the terror of facing Wilson Fisk? Is she crying because she already misses her mom? Is she crying because her entire body is on fire and she feels so much pain, or is it because is just so painful not being able to tell you she loves you like she was never loved anyone in her life?

The answer is yes to everything. She's a sobbing mess because everything is so wrong. Maybe she's even crying for the good things, like the fact that she's still alive. Kate just had so much inside of her that the emotions were too much to handle, having to allow herself to be vulnerable for once.

She was scared, she was happy, she was tired. She was with you, but felt so lonely at the same time. The mixed feelings were too overwhelming for her to pretend to be in control.

"Hey, it's okay," you reassured her, standing up from your seat to join her on the couch, carefully wrapping an arm around her to avoid hurting her.

"No. No it's not," she sobbed, letting out a sarcastic chuckle. "I almost died today because I decided to play superhero, my mom turned out to be a very terrible person and my whole body just...fucking hurts. And I feel so incredibly stupid because...because I had to get my ass brutally kicked to realize I can't keep pretending to be your friend when all I've ever wanted is to be more than that!"

You froze in your spot, looking at her in complete disbelief after what she said. It looks like even Kate was surprised she was even able to confess such thing to you.

"What?"

"Sorry for dropping that bomb on you like it was nothing. I guess after everything that has happened tonight I couldn't hold it in any longer."

"I– I just never realized..."

"This is so embarrassing," she muttered, avoiding to look back at you, wiping the tears away from her face. "Look, I'm exhausted. I'd appreciate it if you friend zone me tomorrow after I get some sleep."

"No, that's not– I mean, I was going to say that I feel the same way."

Kate blinked in amusement, not knowing what to say. "What– what do you...what?"

You chuckle at her stuttering. "I like you too, idiot."

"I...didn't see that coming," she says in utter disbelief, still not entirely sure if she even heard you correctly. "So, like...you like me like me?"

"Exactly."

"Why didn't you say anything?"

"Why didn't you say anything?"

"Fair enough," she nodded. "I can't believe this is actually happening. I really thought you didn't see me in that way. I mean, how could I've known? Or maybe–"

At this point you had lean slightly closer to her but she was way too preoccupied rambling to even notice. "Kate?" you called.

She finally realized how close you were, her expression suddenly showing how incredibly nervous she got by your proximity. "Y-yes?"

"Shut up."

Right after those words left your mouth, your lips crashed against Kate's in a much awaited kiss. Even when she'd want to kiss you much fiercely than she is right now, her body was in so much pain she had to keep herself under control for now. You were incredibly sweet with her, kissing her as gently as you could to avoid hurting her. You wanted this moment to be enjoyable for the two of you.

Moving away from your kiss, you noticed Kate couldn't hide her smile. It was as if all her problems were solved right there. For a moment, she managed to even forgot all that has happened in the last few hours. All because she gets to be with the person she loves.

"How about we go get some rest and tomorrow we talk more about...whatever this is?" you suggested, knowing Kate seriously needed to lay down.

"Sounds good."

You helped her stood up, going to your kitchen to put the peas back in the frozen before following Kate to your bedroom. You helped her get her shoes off and got her much comfortable clothes to sleep it. You figured she needed a shower too, but it was very late and probably she's too tired for that right now. You'd gladly help her tomorrow with all of that, knowing she still will be in a lot of pain.

You lay down next to her on your bed, deciding not to cuddle her to avoid hurting her due to her injuries. She got comfortable in a position she liked and almost immediately closed her eyes, unbelievably tired from all the fighting she went through. Not wanting to disturb her, you gently kissed her forehead before you closed your eyes too, sleeping better than ever knowing that Kate (who's not longer "just your friend Kate") was sleeping next to you.