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that-sarcastic-writer · 2 years

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Safe Haven (3)

Pairing: Soldier Boy X F!Reader

Summary: You and Soldier Boy talk, and you both learn more about each other than you expected.

Warnings: Spoilers for s3, sb being his misogynistic self, cursing, slow burn. This one is honestly tame.

WC: 3.7k Im sorry

A/N: so I kinda lied, I said this would be 4 parts, but I'm making some math here, and they're gonna end up being 5 parts. And yeah heres part 3. Also those who would liked to be added to a taglist please fill out the form below and you'll be tagged in the next part.

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Shit, Shit, Shit.

You tried to hide the flustered look on yourself and you forced a smile.

“Jax, hey, what are you…” You cleared your throat, glancing over your shoulder to make sure Ben hadn’t decided to follow you. “Is everything okay?” You asked him, looking at him up and down with a bit of suspicion, he never came to your house unannounced, like ever.

“I should be asking you the same thing. You took off with the ambulance last night and you weren’t answering your phone, and then I saw the news, I got worried.” He said with this protective tone and he crossed his arms over his chest. You sighed, you knew you wouldn’t get him to leave until you explained.

You nudged him inside and stepped away from the door so he could come in, “You want some beer?” You asked as you led him to the living room, checking every other second to make sure Ben hadn’t left the kitchen. You heard him say a quick yes, and you nodded.

You practically sprinted to the kitchen, eyes frantically darting around looking for Ben, you found him, face twisted into an irritated expression as he threw away the pieces of glass he was left to clean up.

“I’m not cleaning your floor, that’s your job.” He said when he saw you. You ignored his comment, something to unpack later and you shushed him, making him frown at you.

“Shut the fuck up,” You hissed at him quietly, he opened his mouth to berate you, probably, but you shushed him again, “One of my coworkers is here. He’s in the living room. So stay here and keep your fucking mouth shut while I get him to leave. Do not move.”

“I hope for your sake you don’t get the idea to tell him I’m here, or-”

“Why do you think I’m telling you to stay here? Need I remind you you’re a fugitive? I don’t want to be associated with you in any fucking way, so the last thing I want is for someone to know I’m aiding you.” You reminded him with a sigh. He narrowed his eyes at you, jaw slightly twitching, probably hating that you were right. “So cool it with the hetero macho bullshit, you don’t have to threaten me every other hour, ‘kay? ‘Kay.”

He opened his mouth to say something, but you didn’t stay long enough to listen. You turned your back to him as you grabbed a couple beers from the fridge and walked past him as you went back to the living room. You plastered on a fake smile as you sat next to Jackson on the couch.

You handed him his beer and sighed, “Sorry for worrying you. I found someone in the wreckage last night, uhm, they were hurt pretty bad and I couldn’t wait for another ambulance, and I couldn’t find you. I know it’s not protocol, they were dying, so I took the ambulance and took them to the hospital myself.” You explained, leaving out any details from what actually happened. You didn’t know why you were covering for Ben, you didn’t owe him anything, but part of you had the feeling it wouldn’t end well for him or you if you turned him in.

“No yeah, you made the right choice. I was just worried because I didn’t see you, you weren’t answering your phone and apparently some supe got away. This dude called Soldier Boy. Everyone is saying he’s pretty dangerous.” You swallowed, taking a long swig of your beer as he explained, your body inevitably tensing up. “They were saying he’s some kind of radioactive weapon that was brainwashed by the Russians for like forty years. He blew up Midtown and Vought Tower as some sort of attack.”

You stared at him, that wasn’t what Ben told you. Either he was lying, or the media was, and last night, it didn’t seem like he was lying to you.

“Seriously? Fucking hell.” You pretended to be shocked, knee bouncing as you grew more and more restless the longer Jackson was here.

“Yeah, they don’t know how he got away but they’re looking for him. They got his face plastered all over the news, social media, I even saw billboards with his face and a hotline downtown. It’s pretty crazy.” He continued, frowning a bit at your seemingly on edge state. You remembered seeing a billboard or two downtown that morning, but you were hoping it wasn’t as bad as you thought. “So when nobody could find you anywhere I thought..”

“Hey,” You nudged his knee with your own and tried to smile. “I’m fine aren’t I? I didn’t even see the guy last night. But from what you’re telling me, if I had seen him, he probably would’ve killed me on the spot. Don’t worry.” You felt bad for lying, especially to your best friend, but it was for his sake and yours.

“Yeah I know, I’m just glad you’re okay, a lot of people got hurt by that psycho.” He placed a hand on your knee and sighed. You half smiled and nodded at him, glancing over your shoulder, feeling like you were being watched.

“Listen, I’m gonna be out of town for a few days, my brother has an emergency so I’m gonna go help him out.” You lied, again, you knew you had to deal with the Soldier Boy situation, and you couldn’t do it if you were on shift. He straightened up and frowned at you.

“Holy shit, is he okay? Do you need me to come with?”

You shook your head viciously, “No Jax, he’s fine, Something came up and I’m just gonna go help him out. Nothing to worry about okay? I was just letting you know since I won’t be at the station for a few days.” You explained quickly, hoping he would take the hint and wouldn’t push further.

“Okay… If you say so. But if you need me to go down there you give me a call alright?” You smiled and nodded at him. He smiled in return, glancing at his watch and his eyes widened. “Shit, I gotta head to the station, I’m supposed to be on a coffee run. If you need anything give me a call, and be careful out there, these supes are fucking crazy.”

“Yeah, tell me about it.” You said under your breath, thinking about the mess you got yourself into. You sighed and led him to the door. You gave him a hug before he was out the door. “I’ll see you in a few days.”

You made sure he was pulling off your driveway before you closed the door, and the second you no longer saw the ambulance, you slammed the door shut, leaned your back against it and closed your eyes, sighing with relief.

“Someone should teach your boyfriend not to believe everything he hears. So fuckin’ disrespectful to talk about someone you don’t know like that.” You heard Ben’s low voice echo in the room. You jumped, eyes wide when you saw him.

“Fucking Christ dude,” You placed a hand over your rapidly beating heart and you glared at him. He chuckled as he approached you, slowly and confidently, like he had zero concerns in this world. Yeah well, at least he wasn’t worried about his situation. “And he’s not my boyfriend. And why the fuck were you listening? I told you to stay in the kitchen.”

“Isn’t that your job?” He joked. He laughed, but sighed in defeat when you glared at him, clearly not amused. “Come on loosen up sweetheart. And I did. Heightened senses, hearing is one of them.”

You narrowed your eyes at him and side eyed him as you walked past him and went straight for the couch. You flopped right on it with exhaustion and ran your hands over your face, stressed.

“So you heard what’s going on? You’re public enemy number one.” You heard him scoff. You felt him grab your feet and move them to sit at the end of the couch. You groaned and sat up, glaring at him for invading your personal space.

“So I’m Russian terrorist and I purposely attacked MIdtown And Vought Tower. Fucking Christ, Vought’s damage control is unbelievable.” He scoffed bitterly and shook his head in disbelief. You could hear anger in tone, but there was something else hidden in there. Something that gave you the feeling that there was so much he wasn’t letting on.

“Ben,” You said his name firmly. He lifted his head and looked at you. “What the fuck is going on? What aren’t you telling me? You said they were accidents, so why is every single media outlet saying you’re a brainwashed terrorist?”

“It doesn’t fucking matter, alright?” His voice was authoritative, it was low, but it was stern, like he was giving you a warning. You chewed the inside of your cheek and sat up, keeping your head high and you stood your ground.

“Listen, I get you have a hard time trusting people now, but as long as you're in my house, whatever shit you did to be here is my business too. And I can’t help you if you don’t tell me what the fuck is really going on.”

He chuckled in disbelief at you, tongue running over his lips with frustration. He looked at you, green eyes sharp and harsh, but you weren’t backing down, no matter how much he tried to intimate you. He clenched his jaw and scoffed, shaking his head. But ultimately, he gave in.

“I wasn’t brainwashed, I was tortured.” He finally said, his voice so quiet you barely heard him. Your face slightly fell at his confession. They sure as well never mentioned that in the news. “When I supposedly died, Vought made everyone believe I died a fuckin’ hero. Have you ever seen the musical they made? These guys showed it to me, it was beautiful actually.”

You stared at him with a blank face and simply shrugged your shoulders, “I only learned about you a few days ago when Starlight went on this rant about you blowing up Midtown and Herogasm, so no.”

“Jesus, what the fuck are they teaching these kids these days?” He pitched the bridge of his nose and shook his head. You stared at him and blinked, not even bothering questioning anymore. So he simply continued. “Whatever, the point is Vought wanted to replace me with this kid…” He paused, like he caught a hiccup and he swallowed, looking down at his hands for a second before he cleared his throat and continued, “So they had my team sell me to the reds during a covert mission in South America. They took me, tortured me for forty years, gave me this radiative thing and Vought just said I died. Can you fuckin’ believe that?”

You stared at him, lips slightly parted as you tried to process all the information he had just given you. He was clearly an asshole, probably a horrible person, but you almost felt bad for him. “That’s some heavy shit. I’m.. I’m sorry that happened to you. But..” You bit your lip, shifting so that your legs were crossed and you looked down at your hands, “That doesn’t explain why they’re blaming you for all of those explosions. I mean, yes, you did those things, but why say you’re a terrorist?”

“Because I agreed to help some assholes kill another asshole. This supe named Homelander.” His voice faltered a bit at the name, kind of like it had before. You raised an eyebrow at him, but didn’t question it, and simply let him continue. “I didn’t kill him. Some shit happened and the assholes that found me tried to put me back under. It was like 1984 all over again. And suddenly everything started ringing, my chest was glowing and when I came to you found me.”

“So…” You swallowed, trying to process everything before speaking, “They wanted to get rid of you again and so they made you their scapegoat. You’re collateral damage.” You looked at him, head slightly tilted.

“I used to be Vought’s Golden Boy, a fuckin’ hero. And now I’m public enemy number one, ain’t that a bitch?” He fiddled with his hands, pink lips curving into a bitter smile.

You sighed and shrugged, knowing he was pretty much fucked, “So what’s the plan?”

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“Ben, that’s a horrible plan.” You said to him as you walked into the living room with two plates, the man following close behind you with the bottle of whiskey he had taken from your cabinet, without asking, of course.

He scoffed and plopped right on the couch, immediately opening the bottle and he drank straight from it, not even making a face. “No it’s not. It’s a great plan.”

“Fleeing to a different state without knowing where you’re going and hope nobody recognizes you is not a fucking plan.” You argued with him as you sat on the other end of the couch, placing his plate on the coffee table and placing your own on your lap.

“You would be surprised how easy it can be to keep a low profile. When I came back not a single person in the street recognized me, not one, can you believe that? And to think I was known world fuckin’ wide.” He scoffed as he turned on the TV, having figured out how to work it by now and grabbed his plate, immediately stuffing his mouth.

You stared at him and shook your head, “Yeah well everybody who knew you back then is probably like fifty or dead so. You’re on the news now, all it takes is one simple search and your face is all over the internet. It won’t be that easy.”

“Again with this internet thing, what the fuck is it?” He asked, his face scrunching up with confusion.

“You’ll learn someday.” You snorted, hiding it by chewing on your food. He raised an eyebrow at you but simply shrugged, turning his attention to the plate in front of him.

“For someone as pretty as you, you sure as hell know how to cook. I’m surprised you don’t have a maid or something to do this for you.” He chuckled and shook his head. You looked at him and blinked a few times. The things this man sometimes said left you questioning your life choices.

“Well,” You cleared your throat and shrugged, “I used to be a firefighter before I was a paramedic. And we took turns in the kitchen at the station, it got pretty competitive at times, so. And it’s just me here, why would I ever need a maid? This isn’t the sixties dude.”

Ben turned his head in your direction, eyebrows raised and he smiled with pleasant surprise, “Huh. How does a woman with your beautiful looks end up with a man’s job? If I was your man I wouldn’t let you work, let alone do a man’s job. And with those hips, I would've had you pop out a few rug rats by now.”

You nearly choked on your food at his words. You coughed, downing the food with your beer before you looked at him, eyes big and lips slightly parted in bafflement. You couldn’t believe the words you were hearing, it took you a second to process it. Is that really his he saw women? It took all of your willpower and common sense not to reach over and punch him. He was definitely stuck in the twentieth century.

“Well good thing that you aren’t. Fucking hell dude, in what century do you think you live in? First of all women do all kinds of jobs now. And second of all, me being a woman or my looks have nothing to do with what my profession is. And why I haven't had kids yet is none of your fucking business. You really need to drop the misogynistic bullshit and adjust to the times.” You frowned and looked down at your food, face serious and your body a bit tense as you crossed your arms over your chest and refused to meet his eye.

Ben’s expression slightly fell at your reaction, a bit taken aback by it. He frowned a bit and pursed his lips, setting his plate on the coffee table before he turned his body to face you, “Wiah there, relax, I didn’t… I wasn’t trying to offend you. There’s no need to get defensive, I just.. I don’t know how someone who is supposed to be, y’know, fragile, can put their lives in danger like that. I mean, I’m a superhero, I’m pretty much indestructible, but you, I could easily fling you ten feet across the room with a hand, and yet, you have enough balls to put your life at risk for others. Hell, you didn’t have to put your ass on the line for me, and you did. And that’s… Pretty fucking badass.”

You lifted your head and your eyes found his green ones, and his pink lips were twisted into a million dollar smile. You almost forgot why he made you mad in the first place. God he was hot, and he made your stomach flip and twist into a knot when he looked at you like that. But then he would open his mouth and would ruin it. He would remind you he was just like the rest of them.

“If you’re trying to flirt and compliment with me to get me to fuck you, it’s not going to work.” You raised your eyebrows at him, you weren’t smiling, but your demeanor was slightly less defensive. He laughed at this and bit his lip, slightly leaning in.

“I don’t force myself on women, so I won’t insist, but if you change your mind, which I know you will, you just have to ask. Trust me, I’ll be the best fuck you’ll ever have.” His lips curved into a smirk as he leaned closer to you, two fingers coming up under your chin to make sure you were looking at him.

You felt heat flush to your face and blood rush to your ears. You inhaled sharply as you kept a blank face, despite your heart racing. “You wish.” You pulled your head away and rolled your eyes, hoping he wouldn’t see that despite your act, he made you nervous as hell.

“Whatever you say sweetheart,” He chuckled and took a swig of the whiskey, downing a third of the bottle in one sitting before he placed it back on the coffee table and sat back on the armrest, arm thrown over the back of the couch, “My question still stands though. How does a pretty thing like you end up running into fires and saving people?”

You chuckled softly at his question and you sighed, placing your own plate on the coffee table before sitting back against the armrest as well, “It runs in the family. My dad was a fire captain and my older brother is also a firefighter in a different state. So it just felt kinda right to be one as well.”

Ben raised his eyebrows at you in pleasant surprise, his lips curving up into a half smile, “So the balls of steel run in the family? That explains a lot.”

Your lips curved into a smile, but they quickly fell into a flat line, not wanting him to see he was actually getting through to you. “Yep, I guess so.”

“But you’re a paramedic, right? What the fuck happened there?” He asked, leaning forward, unconsciously gravitating towards you as he listened, for some reason, he wanted to listen.

You shifted, straightening your back at the question, you swallowed and looked down, running a hand over the back of your neck, “Things happened. You’re not the only one that has history.” You couldn’t meet his eyes. But you felt his eyes burn on your face, they never left you.

Ben pursed his lips, eyes slightly narrowed as he looked over your face, he felt familiarity in your apprehension, it was like he was met face first with a brick wall, one not even his super strength could break. You didn’t trust him. Maybe that could be his new plan.

“Well, whatever it was, I still think you have some balls. The nerve you have to speak to me the way you do, can’t say that I’ve seen it often. But I do like the assertive type,” He smirked, teeth digging into his bottom lip as he leaned over the couch until his face was merely inches away from you. He was so close you could perfectly make out the swirls of green in his eyes and the dust of freckles over his nose and cheeks were like a constellation you couldn’t take your eyes away from. You didn’t want to. “And you’re certainly my type.”

Suddenly he fell silent, his eyes fell to your lips as his own slightly twitched upwards. He was leaning down, hands on either side of you on the couch. You realized what he was doing, your eyes grew big and you inhaled sharply, feeling like there wasn’t enough air in your lungs right now. The thump of your heart drowned your ears and the rush of blood made you dizzy. You squeezed your eyes shut and held your breath. You could practically feel his lips. God you shouldn’t do this. You couldn’t. You just couldn’t.

“Get the fuck off me,” You yelled at him, placing both hands flat on his chest, and somehow, you didn’t know how, you shoved him back with enough force to make him land on the opposite armrest.

You immediately stood up, eyes filling with tears as you breathed shakily. He looked up at you with commotion and confusion, a bit of anger laced in there too. “What the fuck is wrong with you?”

“I swear to God if you ever try that again I will cut your dick off and I will shove it up so far up your ass you’ll feel it in your throat.”

Ben sat up, eyes big and lips slightly parted as he watched you storm off without saying anything else and he heard a door slam shut so hard it echoed through the walls. He blinked a few times, trying to process what had just happened. Did he push you too far? Was he reading the moment wrong? What did he do wrong? Whatever was going through your head, he wanted to find out.

#soldier boy #soldier boy x reader #soldier boy x female reader #soldier boy x fem reader #soldier boy x you #soldier boy x y/n #safe haven series #safe haven

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mosneakers · 11 months

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Coraleye: And so the the little boy realized that because he gave the little frog the freedom to leave, it eventually found its way back home; and the little boy and the little frog lived happily ever after. [Whispers] The end. Good night, sweetheart.

Coraleye gets up to put the storybook away, then curls up into Tycho's lap. Coraleye: What are you thinking about? [Smiles]

Tycho: Well, I was just thinking... I had a feeling Pierce liked you.

Coraleye: [Laughs and playfully taps Tycho on the shoulder] Tycho! Were you listening to us?

Tycho: Only partially. I was on plant-child duty, and that took priority. I thought he and Janie were together?

Coraleye is half distracted as she stands up to find her phone. Tycho hangs on to her, not ready to let go yet.

The game decides that Tycho "likes physical intimacy"

Coraleye: [Disappointed frown] I know. It really seemed like they were such a good match. Tycho: And the wedding... They introduced each other to their families! Coraleye: RIGHT? They were clearly so into each other, the chemistry was palpable! Tycho: You know they got a room together...

The game decides that Tycho "likes gossip" Coraleye: They had to have. But no, apparently they spent all last summer together, she came up and stayed with him and his family in Brindleton Bay. He was even going to... [Coraleye's eyes widen and she grimaces painfully] consider maybe even proposing, but... Janie eventually ended things after she went home because the long distance wasn't working for her, and she wanted to stay in Moonlight Falls. Pierce wasn't willing to leave, and says he thinks a Brindleton Bay girl would be better for him anyway. [Sigh] ...and that's when he said it...

Pierce: So, this is going to sound crazy... I know we're friends and all but...well...okay here it goes, I HAVE A CRUSH ON YOU. Phew. Okay. It's out there. Um... so... would you want to go out with me sometime? You're super cool. I really want to hang out with you more...? Tycho: Well, did you tell him you're my Brindleton Bay girl?

Coraleye: I told him I'm taken, and that we're together, yes. And that I'm actually still married to Mira anyway, ha.

Tycho: Right, that. Did he take it well?

Coraleye: Yeah. Pierce has never been pushy. I told him that I'm also really flattered and stuff, but I think we should just be friends. We agreed to pretend it never happened.

Tycho: [Relieved smile] Well, best of luck to him in his attempt to pretend that never happened. But, I'm glad he took it well. This happens to you a lot, doesn't it?

Coraleye: What? Nah. Just... enough to know the protocol. [Shrugs and smiles] Oh lookie here! [Points at text message on phone] Looks like Alice and Sage are home.

Sage: Wow, they're all sound asleep. You two make a dang good team! Alice: Thanks for watching them again. We totally needed this time away. I hope they didn't make you never want to have kids, I know they're a handful.

Coraleye: Actually, quite the opposite! [Glances at Tycho] After tonight I'm even more certain babies will be in my future. Right, Tyke?

Tycho: ??? Yes, yeah! Yes.

Alice: [Shocked/excited gasp] Oh my mod, babe! Wouldn't they make such adorable babies? How far in the future are we talking? Sage: Okay calm down. We can't just ask others about their plans to have children... But yes theywouldbesofreakingcute, ahhh!

[Hysterical laughter]

This Pierce arc wasn't supposed to happen, but when the game made him send Coraleye a text confessing that he had a crush, we had to take a bit of a tangent. For character building, of course! Now back to our regularly scheduled programming (coming tomorrow 😘)

#Sims 4 #ts4 #the sims 4 #ts4 story #ts4 gamplay #MD4 #Coraleye Darling #Tycho Curious #Strangerville #Sage Darling #Nym Darling #Alice Darling #Pierce Delgato #MD4season10 #Man I'm so mad Pierce and Janie didn't work out :(#They were cute

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recurring-polynya · 11 months

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Gin and Isshin open Senkaimon during Deicide, they skim over the cool stick-the-sword-in-the-air bit in the manga but they show it for Gin in the anime

Thank you for this tip! The Deicide chapters are not ones I habitually revisit, and now I have Questions.

(from episode 301)

Is there a reason people are constantly asking their subordinates to open gates for them? Is it tradition? Just an asshole boss power move? The number one thing I wanted to know when I looked this clip up was whether or not one had to be in shikai to perform this move, but Gin is not. (seems like this might be kinda hard for Byakuya if this was the case altho I'm sure he would come up with some extremely extra method of forming his petals into a very fancy, pink key or something). It's probably best that shikai is not required, because it seems like that would be a problem for the low-level shinigami that seem to get sent on Living World missions.

If you had asked me to explain how this worked before these additional examples, I would have guessed that the zanpakutou performs a form of biometric (soul-o-metric? reishi-metric?) identification. Ideally, the boundary between worlds is warded, probably by Squad 12, and there is a white list as to who is allowed to gate into Soul Society, but even if that's technologically infeasible, there should at very least be a log somewhere. It obviously can't be the first case. Taking away senkaimon privileges is the very first thing I would do when a captain defects. (There was also that whole scene in the Soul Society arc right after Urahara sends the Karakura Kids to Soul Society and he touches the gate and it zaps him? What was that, then?) Even if it's just a log, you would think that Isshin might be a little reluctant to use this method, or possibly that there would be some blowback from "SHIBA ISSHIN - MIA - 20 YEARS" really ought to cause someone to get an email alert somewhere. Maybe Kyouraku slipped Akon a cool 20 to "accidentally" delete the logs, who the hell knows? Hold up-- I just read back a few pages, and while it appears Isshin is ultimately the one who opens the senkaimon, he initially tries to make Ichigo do it. It never explains this, but I do not for a second believe that Ichigo knows how to open a gate, based on the fact that Ichigo never seems to know any of the sundry workaday things you probably learn in shinigami school. However, does Isshin ask him to do it to avoid traceability, or is this just another example of "opening the door is the subordinate/son's job"??

3. I thought that summoning a senkaimon this way would send you directly to Soul Society, and that traveling through the dangai was only necessary for cases involving matter conversion. It's a little vague in Urahara's two-gates-taped-together example, but Rukia makes it pretty clear in this scene from the Advance Team arc, which is how Orihime ends up getting kidnapped.

Both Gin & Aizen and Isshin & Ichigo end up traveling through the dangai, and none of them get butterflies. Is this because they don't have proper permissions to open a gate directly to Soul Society? Are senkaimon an acknowledgement based transfer protocol? Hell Butterflies are an ACK and the dangai is the NAK? I can imagine that on a day Soul Society is more functional, a failed zanpakutou checksum would alert some special team of Squad 2 ninja who would meet you at your destination, where you could either provide a different form of credentials (or presumably be taken into custody)?

You know, this ended up a lot more coherent than I expected it to. Hopefully someone else will send me an example from the Bount arc or something that will make all of this nonsense again.

#bleach worldbuilding #senkaimon transfer protocols #i am so happy i finally figured out how to make animated gifs #for the sake of my extremely specific animated gif needs

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zafirosreverie · 1 year

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You belong to us (Proxima x Reader)

a/n: I did this in a hurry, but I hope you still like it!

for @1ntr0v3rt3dsna1l

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You sighed as you tried to keep your eyes open and hold back a yawn, praying you wouldn't fall asleep in class, you didn't need another strike just months away from finishing your master's degree.

It had been a long time since you had stopped paying attention, you would simply wait for one of your classmates to lend you their notes later, although from their faces, you doubted that any of them were understanding something. That was what happened when you go to the same school where Crabbles taught, that man could make anything sound insufferably boring.

"Psst, Y/N" someone tapped your shoulder

You turned to look at Miranda with a tired look. You liked her, she was a good friend and the only one you really got along with in the whole school. But she was also a bit... quirky. Her mind was always off the charts and she couldn't go anywhere without her comics. You assumed it was nice, to be able to live in a world where heroes were real and life was a little more fun.

"Did you see the news this morning?" Miranda whispered, almost as if she was conspiring.

"You know I don't watch the news, Mir" you answered "nothing interesting ever happens anyway"

"Oh, but today it did happen!"

"What? Is the president's cat missing again?" you said sarcastically

"A ring appeared in the sky" Miranda replied, not bothered by your tone.

"A what?" you frowned

"A ring! The police say it was just some tank residue from an airplane and the refraction of light made the cameras pick it up a different color, but people are saying it was a portal!"

She seemed strangely happy for someone who was talking about an event that was totally impossible for science and that if it were true, the whole world should probably start to worry.

"Maybe you should stop reading so many comics" you said

"Oh come on, you can't tell me it wouldn't be cool to witness an alien invasion"

"Yeah, sure, except in that case, we'd probably be very, very dead."

"At least we'd leave in a cool way"

"Sometimes you worry me, Mir" you smiled

Your friend just playfully stuck her tongue out at you and turned her attention back to her phone, probably looking for more news about that supposed portal. You envied her being able to distract herself from the world so easily.

You looked out the window, imagining what that "residue of an airplane tank" would have been like, perhaps you would have seen it if you had left home a little earlier.

Without realizing it, your mind began to imagine people in iron armor coming out of the portal, or men turning into big green monsters, sorcerers with weird necklaces that controlled time, and many other things.

"I have to stop watching movies with Mir" you thought

However, you did not have time to lose yourself in your thoughts again. At that moment, the ground began to shake, the walls moved and the ceiling lamps almost fell on three of your classmates. It was a matter of seconds before chaos reigned.

The professor, to his credit, tried to calm everyone down and enforce earthquake protocols, but the truth was, no one was listening. You turned to reach Miranda and pull her under one of the desks.

"great way to die isn't it?" you said upset

"I preferred the aliens" she replied

Right at that moment, a blue light blinded you for a few seconds, before a huge portal opened in the middle of the room. Miranda gasped and tightened her grip on your hand, swallowing back a cry.

"Did you have to say it, Mir?" you whispered, but still clung closer to her as well.

A tall woman with blue hair walked out of the portal and...were those horns?! She was terrifying, imposing and... strangely familiar? You didn't know why, but you felt like you knew her from somewhere, maybe in a dream?

The woman's red eyes scanned the room, as if she was searching for something…or someone. You swallowed hard as her gaze locked on you and she smirked.

"Y/N" she said "get up" she ordered

How did she know your name?! Miranda looked at you fearfully and the way she clung to your arm didn't seem to please the woman at all, so you did as she ordered, not wanting to risk your friend's life.

"You're just like her" the woman said, taking your chin and examining you from head to toe "...you'll do."

You were uncomfortably aware of the stares from your classmates, but you didn't have time to pay attention to them. The words of this terrifyingly pretty woman made no sense to you.

"W-what do you want from me?" you whispered, feeling like you were walking a tightrope

"Y/N...the one from my world, my Y/N...died" she said dryly, but you could catch a glimmer of sadness in her voice "And our daughter, Renma, needs a new mom. You're coming with me"

"W-what?!" you opened your eyes wide

She just grabbed your wrist tightly and started pulling you into the portal. You could hear Miranda calling you, but the woman's grip was too strong for you to break free, besides, your mind was trying to catch up with everything.

"Y/N!!!"

As soon as you passed through the portal, Miranda's voice disappeared, just like your only way to return to your universe. It took you a moment to react and to realize that you were in some kind of strange ship and your heart skipped a beat. You had to be dreaming, this had to be a nightmare.

"Renma will be here any minute" the woman told you "I suggest you put a smile on your face and act like you are a loving mother if you don't want to get in trouble"

"Where am I?" you asked

"In your new home"

"I need to go back" you said "I don't belong here, I don't even know who you are"

The woman looked at you with an impassive face, but in her eyes shone the same sadness that you had heard in her voice a few moments before. At that point it first occurred to you that maybe the daughter she was talking about wasn't the only one who needed a new Y/N.

"You're not coming back" she told you coldly "this is your new home and you'd better get used to it"

Her tone really said that there was no room for negotiations. And to be honest, what did you know about ships, space or aliens? Anything! That was Miranda's specialty, so it's not like you had much hope of escaping either.

But on second thought. Would you want to do it? Sure, you would miss your house, your plants, your city but... what did you really have? No family or friends besides Mir and you weren't going to drag her into this madness.

Deciding that your best option at that moment was to humor her and do as you were told while you found a way to return to or wake up from the nightmare, you worked up the courage to speak again.

"...at least tell me your name" you said "I-it would be ridiculous not to know who you are if we're supposed to have a daughter together" you clarified when she looked at you suspiciously.

The woman studied you again, sweeping her gaze over your entire body, more carefully than when she did it the first time. She at least seemed to find something that she liked because she smiled slightly before looking back at you.

"Proxima Midnight" she said "You're my wife, you were training when the Nova attacked so we'll have to train harder... I hope you're in good physical condition because I'm not going to lose another Y/N"

You opened your mouth to ask but just at that moment the doors of the room you were in opened and a little girl ran in. You didn't even have to ask who she was, because she was the very image of the woman in front of you.

"Mom!" she smiled when she saw you and immediately ran to hug your legs.

Feeling Proxima's penetrating gaze on you, you bent down to take her and let her hide her face in your neck, even though her little horns bothered you a little.

"Hello little dragon" you said, not knowing where you got the nickname from, it just felt natural.

However, Proxima seemed to like it, so you didn't think much of it. The woman moved closer to you and put a hand on your shoulder so she could whisper in your ear, sending a shiver down your spine.

"You belong to us now"

#reader insert #x reader #proxima midnight #proxima midnight x reader #proxima midnight imagine #MCU #mcu x reader #proxima x reader #black order #black order x reader

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l0serloki · 2 years

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Day Off

Chamber x Reader

Genre : Fluff

Summary : Reader finally gets their day off from work. Who knows what will happen when they venture out to the lake?

WC : 800

A/N : It’s 4 am? Time to write brainrotting fluff and cheese. Also artist!chamber lives in my head rent free.

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Today was your day off from protocol and you knew exactly where you were going to spend it. There was a lake not far from base and you were dying to lay down and relax. Maybe even draw or read if you had the energy. This was the first time in months that you were able to feel free from the shackles of agent missions and supporting your friends. It took a toll on your mental health and thankfully Viper had noticed and given you the day off. You loved your friends and helping others but sometimes you have to help yourself first.

You soon had arrived at said lake with your picnic blanket and bag in hand. Laying down on the soft grass, you look up at the sky. You could always count on it to be constant, no matter what part of the world you were in. Feeling the breeze against your skin you close your eyes and let yourself rest.

You were stirred awake when you felt a person draw near and jolted up. You turned to check who had walked over and met a familiar face. Your dear friend Chamber smiled and sat down next to you. “Seems you have taste Y/N. I came here to sketch and be alone and yet it seems I cannot get rid of you. Quite the beautiful spot, no?” You nodded back at him as you both glanced out at the body of water. “Very beautiful indeed. And if anything I could say you’re just following me Chamber. Not that I mind much or blame you. I am pretty cool.” You could feel yourself beam when you heard his hearty chuckle. “Ah well I will have to agree there. You are very talented Y/N.”

Chamber always had a way with words and you knew he was a sweet talker. Whenever he made comments in the past you had rubbed them off and told yourself not to get attached. But as missions went on and you grew closer to the Frenchman you learned more. He didn’t compliment something unless he meant it and he wasn’t as cold hearted as the others made him out to be. Yes, he has his mistakes - much more than he was probably willing to tell you. But then again, didn’t you all? Vincent had slowly warmed your heart and you only ever wanted the best for him. With his random appearance today, you could only imagine what dates would be like with him if you ever made that jump.

“No no keep looking that way dear. Turn back to stare off at the lake.” You felt Chamber’s pencil tap your cheek as you moved back. “Are you drawing me Vince?” The thought alone of being his muse made your stomach do flips. “Well of course my sweet, I did come out here to draw some beautiful scenery after all. I should be done in just one minute.” You stood your body still as you waited for him to say otherwise.

“Okay, I am done. You can move now ma belle.” You turned to meet his gaze and then looked down. “Can I see the drawing Vince? Don’t feel forced if it’s personal though.” He moved closer so your shoulders were touching and laid the sketchbook in your lap. The drawing itself was impeccable and you were shocked to notice how much detail it had for just a few minutes. “Wow.. This is amazing. You’re so talented Vin.” You turned to look at him and almost gasped at how close he was.

“Excuse my bluntness Y/N. I can’t help but want to kiss you. May I?” Chamber’s eyes felt like they were boring a hole through your skull and it set you on fire. “Yes. A million times yes.” A small laugh left him as you both leaned in. Your lips met and Chamber had set a slow tempo. He ran his thick fingers through your hair as you scooted closer in need of more. You ran your hands down his simple button down and grazed his jean clad thighs. He was so warm to the touch and you never wanted to break away from him.

After what seemed like forever and only one second at the same time, Chamber broke the kiss. You sighed, putting your head in his neck and his arms held you tight. “Maybe fate is on our side mon trésor. After all, it has given me our first date today. That is if you will have me?” Your hands gripped tighter at his shirt and you smiled against his flesh. “You are stuck with me, remember?”

Today was definitely a good day off..

#chamber x reader #chamber valorant #chamber #chamber x reader fluff #valorant chamber #valorant #valorant x you #valorant x reader #valorant imagines

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thats-it-im-fallingdown · 2 years

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So I’ve finally finished season 4 of Clone Wars! Since the episode order is mostly lining up with the chronology, I can put my thoughts down into something resembling organized.

Mon Cala arc

-can that prince please not pronounce his own homeworld’s name like that? he calls it moan cala and i hate it

-it wasn’t necessary for the plot to work, but I’m curious about the history between the cala and the quarren. i wish we got some more details on why relations are tense

-the animators were clearly out of their depth (ha) with the setting. some parts felt like they didn’t know how to translate the usual fighting to an aquatic setting

-the story was satisfying, but I doubt this is anyone’s favorite set of episodes

-i can feel the gungans growing on me. not sure how I feel about that

Shadow Warrior

-how dare this show make gungans tolerable. coming into my home and making me okay with jar jar fucking binks

R2 and C3P0 duology

-some fun moments!

-would show it to my young cousins but at my age, it goes on a little too long. I’m not looking for/expecting deep meditations on war (American War by Omar el Akkad if that’s what you are interested in), but this is more in the kids show category than the family show one most episodes fall under

Umbara arc

-this is what I mean by being a family show vs a kids show

-I love this arc

-and Rex really gets fleshed out as a character in this one

-i didn’t get why people hated krell so much. i get it now. he’s like the umbridge of Star wars

-the tech designs for umbara and umbaran tech are pretty slick, i hope they get a cameo in live action some day

-the krell twist was. okay ig? it comes out of nowhere a bit. sure, he’s very strict on protocol and has a bone to pick with clones, but it’s said explicitly, more than once, that he gets results as a commander (paid for in casualties, but still successful). him being a relentless opportunist gets away from the clone thing, and i think digging into that could have been really interesting

Zygerrian Slave Empire

-hm

-not fond of the orientalist imagery in this one. won’t elaborate. i’ll say it’s personal for me and leave it at that

-how Anakin’s history as someone who was once literally enslaved should have been explored more

-this arc has its redeeming moments, but it also has a lot of wasted potential

-I might make a more in depth post someday, I have a lot of half formed thoughts about this one

Friend in Need

-this was a rewatch for me, I saw it when I was getting Mandalorian context for the Grogu and his working single father show

-I notice now that except for Bo Katan, deathwatch is all male. and to me, were implied to be sexually abusing the local women (the village leader mentions them having “taken” their women) maybe that’s what was meant by that infamous “they all died off years ago” re: exile of the warriors. no women, no offspring.

Crisis on Naboo arc

-ooh, I wish we get some more time on how Anakin was affected by Obi Wans faked death

-man, cad bane looks stupid without his hat. cover up that dome baby boy, you aren’t ventress, you cant pull the bald look off

-cad bane saving kenobi/hardeen in the Box. he’s a bad guy all right, but he isn’t entirely without honor. love that trope

-and I love palpatine’s scheming! glad to see a senior citizen staying active and involved

Ventress/Savage Oppress/Maul arc

-i love Assaj Ventress so much it’s unreal

-idc that the nightsisters are on the dark side. i love sisterhoods, i love witches, i love covens, it broke my heat to watch the separatists massacre them. at least mother talzin is still alive.

-i have so much Feeling for ventress. betrayed and abandoned again and again only to lose her sisters, and to feel like it’s her fault

-saving that girl from a forced marriage… ventress I love you.

-they should have let maul keep the spider legs, they looked cool

-I didn’t get the obsession with maul. I don’t really share it, but I do get it now. the raw drive for vengeance, his madness. I’m looking forward to where the writers take him

-obi wan and ventress are a great combo, their dialogue has a lot of chemistry

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bikananjarrus · 9 months

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i rewatched episode 4 of ahsoka (bc i wasn’t super focused the first time) so here’s a little review in bullet point form!

(this got kinda long i’m so sorry. i love complaining lol)

starting with things i liked:

-finally seeing sabine actually fighting in her mandalorian armor! it felt like the sabine we know and love

-the ghost!!!!!! THE GHOST MY BELOVED!!!!!!! prettiest ship in star wars fr

-seeing jacen again! literally he is my baby boy 💚 (also the “mom…I’ve got a bad feeling” like yeah 😭)

-ahsoka pulling the ‘obiwan dealing the killing blow to maul a la twin suns’ move on marrok was good and the fight choreography with baylan was solid i thought. you could feel the weight behind him and ahsoka’s moves

-baylan and shin’s outfits are so cool

-i like sabine’s move to go with baylan and shin a lot

-the wbw looks quite pretty in live action, i will admit. like how the path glitters like stars and that fade in shot from the water to the stars? very good

-anakin!!!!!! HAYDEN ANAKIN HI BESTIE HELLO HI! also hearing hayden anakin say “snips” 😭😭😭

things that i didn’t like and am here to complain about:

-ahsoka telling sabine that if they can’t get the map back they should destroy it, and thus destroy the chance at finding Ezra ever. Now. This is practical, and I don’t really dislike it for that reason. And I think as far as it goes for Ahsoka’s character, trying to fall back on old jedi ideals of not choosing attachments, choosing the greater good, this also makes sense. it just, idk. there’s something about it that is irking me

-the absolutely terrible writing for hera’s role as general. there was that whole line about “i’m a general, nothing’s classified to me” in ep2, and now with the disobeying orders and telling that lieutenant to cover for her and telling jacen that when he’s a general he can disobey orders too. that would literally just not fly in a military organization. and character-wise, hera is all about protocol and setting a good example in the rebellion, this is NOT hera and it just makes her look bad.

-baylan’s random “witchcraft” comment towards morgan. a) wouldn’t it have made more sense to put a line like that in ep2 when she first showed him the sphere? and b) just felt like a weird comment in general? the nightsisters have a relationship to the force too, and baylan is old enough and seems old school and sentimental enough to respect that, not look down on it. Just odd.

-the dialogue in general this ep just felt so clunky and shallow to me. There was no depth to hardly any of the conversations, even ones that should’ve had depth. I thought ep3 improved on the dialogue slightly, actually putting emotion into, and making it feel like the characters had relationships with one another. and in this ep it just felt so rehearsed again.

-relatedly, sabine kept saying things in her dialogue that gave away key information (“go get the map”, hera’s name, etc.) and it was so frustrating! on a character level, sabine is smarter than that. on a technical/craft level, the dialogue is just not thought out.

-also related to the lack of emotion, it was written in a way that we get almost no reaction from sabine when ahsoka says that they may have to leave ezra behind for good (despite the fact that we find out later in the ep that ahsoka let sabine down in some capacity when it came to sabine helping her family). And when it came to sabine’s family, almost no reaction there either! absolutely no shade to natasha, i think she’s doing a fine job. i just don’t think filoni knows how to write sabine. Or women in general.

-not sure how i feel about the rest of baylan and ahsoka’s confrontation. i feel like we’re supposed to feel more, especially with the “anakin spoke highly of you” / “everyone in the Order knew anakin skywalker” and baylan mentioning ahsoka “abandoning” anakin (which, starting to beat the dead horse with that one filoni. that theme has come up before and been done better, ie when it was done in rebels!). like maybe if baylan and ahsoka had talked more about being masters themselves or the end of the clone war (since they’re both survivors), something! we could maybe establish more of a connection, since it seems like they’re supposed to be fools (like sabine and shin are being set up to be).

-marrok. The move ahsoka pulled on him was cool, but otherwise, why was he here? Also reanimated nightsister or some other dathomir ghost?? I’m guessing that’s what the green smoke was? weird. fine, i guess. But just like what was the point of having marrok around when we already have baylan and shin and morgan?

-“your legacy, like your master’s, is one of death and destruction.” ???? i’m not sure exactly what this is supposed to mean????? any harm ahsoka has caused (intentionally or unintentionally) in her lifetime is nowhere near, oh idk, the fucking child murder???? and murder of all the jedi???

-the dialogue in this ep is just SO baffling.

-ahsoka automatically assuming sabine was dead when she saw shin (like girl can’t you sense that sabine isn’t dead??) and then getting all angry when she fought back at baylan again. it’s giving copy-pasted kanan (briefly) thinking ezra was dead in fire across the galaxy, but the worse version. kanan did it better <333

-called this before the show even came out, but i fucking knew filoni was just going to write off Sabine’s family as dead (if he mentioned them at all, which tbh i’m a little surprised he didn’t forget about them entirely). i knew it was coming and YET. still disappointing bc i know they’re not going to address the deaths of her family or Sabine’s trauma in a meaningful, well-written way 🙃🥲

-hera being told that the enemy has a giant hyperspace ring and then flying right in its path and then not moving or telling her pilots to take evasive action when it was powering up. fucking ooc she’s a better pilot than that

#i’m sorry for complaining so much but also. there’s much to complain about #idk something in this episode just did not click #the dialogue was so wonky for most of the ep #like filoni you dumbfuck. this is why you should have a TEAM of writers #or at least one other person to tell you that things sound stale and boring and stiff #but no he’s just gonna keep copying stuff from rebels when rebels already did it better #and he’s gonna keep doing a terrible job writing female characters #ugh.#ahsoka spoilers #ahsoka series #ashowka negativity #filoni critical #star wars

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timeslugarts · 11 months

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An Eleven x reader DW fanfiction

You can also find it on AO3

Chapter 1. Queen of Earth

You were going bowling, you loved bowling!

Not only did you love bowling, you were good at it too. So good in fact, you won 3rd place in the jr's tournament back in 2005.

You sighed as you looked at the traffic before you. Why were you so nervous about going bowling?

The cars in front crawled forward slightly, and you groaned along with the sound of the breaks.

"Why the hell is this traffic so bad? I have to go bowling!" You screamed at the vehicle in front of you and as such it proceeded to jump about 20 feet in the air, flip over and land in the bush on the side of the road. You screamed again, but for an entirely different reason.

You stared horrified and very unsure of what just happened as a man in a tweed jacket threw open your car door and politely, but very quickly, asked if you could drive away from here.

"Yes, yes I can." Nodding your head you threw the car in reverse, pulled the most incredible 10 point turn and were on your way. Heading away from the chaos, and heading away from the bowling alley.

The man who now sat in your passenger seat had a fist full of wires in one hand and a large metal cylinder in the other. He was tinkering vigorously with both objects, trying (and seemingly failing) to put both items together.

"So… what was that?" You ask, being suddenly smacked with the reality of a car exploding in front of your eyes and an unknown man with a suspiciously bomb shaped object in his hands. Your stomach started to churn.

"Sontaran army has come to Earth to take over, they keep saying something about how humans have stolen the red orb-" The man began to flitter his fistful of wires around, he was talking so fast and you only understood about half of the words coming out of his mouth. "-which doesn't even make sense because how would you people even get ahold of their precious relic, and WHEN did they even get a precious relic."

Ok, army, alien, hidden object; you played enough video games to get that information out of the man and his ramblings. He had now started talking about being amazed that they didn't land in Cardiff because "aliens seem to like Cardiff."

"And, then… so," you took a deep breath trying to keep your head clear, "does that make you an alien as well?"

The man perked his head up. "Oh you're quick, I like that."

"Well, you didn't exactly make it hard, all things considering." You glanced at the man and saw that he was grinning from ear to ear, "what's all that in your hands then? Something to stop this army? How do I even know I can trust you? What if you were the one that blew up the car in the first place?"

"Alright, alright, those are all very good questions," he spoke a bit less rushed now, trying to be more gentle and a little less, 'scary man in your car'. "Firstly this," he rattled the object in his hands, "is exactly to help stop the Sontarans, see they have to be in these metal suits to function properly on Earth, and these suits have exactly one weakness, a little hole in the back that allows them to breathe." He pointed to the spot right where his neck meets his back. "Now if I can set off this device it should, hypothetically, close off the hole and get them to return to their ships in a bit of a panic, and since I've already set up a teleportation protocol, as soon as they're all on board," he snapped his fingers. "They'll be right back to their home planet and won't know what hit them."

"Sontarans, cool." You licked your lips feeling the panic start to overwhelm you a little bit. Trying to focus on driving, and the strange man, and the words he was saying, IF they were even true. It was all getting a little overwhelming to say the least.

Still, without many other options, you pressed on. "I'm still unsure if I can trust you though, this is all very good and well, but it sounds a bit far fetched I mean-"

Never take your eyes off the road.

You had been looking at the man, or more so his bowtie, (eye Contact has never been your strong suit) when 12 large figures clad all in blue armor stepped out in front of your car.

The man, who was looking back at you, also did not notice the squad of people. That is until the car came to a screeching halt, throwing your head into the steering wheel, and the man's gadget into the windshield, shattering the item to pieces.

Your head hit hard. Fuzzy black spots appeared, and your vision was in a haze. A high pitched ringing in your ears as you tried to focus on what was happening. The doors to your car were being thrown open and you and the man were being dragged out.

In a flash you were somewhere else. Your stomach lurched again. What in the world? You tried to gain your bearings, you were still with the man, he was propped up next to you. Cuffed. You were also cuffed. And… you looked to your left and saw the most incredible site.

Earth.

Shit.

Looks like everything the man was saying was true.

In front of the two of you a line of the blue clad armor men stood, one of them stepped forward and removed his helm.

Ah a potato.

The man was definitely pretty potato looking.

"Doctor you and your companion," he glanced at you, "have been accused of Sontaran crimes and therefore will be put to Sontaran justice." The Sontaran man stood resolutely.

The others behind him began to chant.

Sontar-ha! Sontar-ha!

"Oi, oi, she is not my companion, leave her alone, she has nothing to do with me!" The man yelled, from his position.

"She aided in your escape, therefore she is your companion in crime."

"Ah well that is technically true, which makes that a bit of a problem…" he whispered more to himself than anything.

You leaned over, "what's Sontaran punishment?" Maybe it was just 30 days of community service? On an alien planet? Sounds like a dream.

"Death." He whispered back, "Sontaran are a military race, bred for conquering, they don't take prisoners."

Yeah that sounds about right.

"This mindless talking will cease!" The Sontaran roared, causing the two of you to flinch. "We will return soon to commence with the law."

Ah well that seems bad.

Your mind began to race as you tried to figure out the best mode of escape. The cuffs around your hand seemed "normal" and you could probably get out of them with a bit of force. Once out of the cuffs though, you really had no idea how you'd get off of an alien spaceship. Maybe destroy it? Ultimate hero sacrifice sort of thing?

You glanced at the man next to you, his mind also seemed to be racing. Hopefully he could get you off the ship.

Your friends were probably all bowling right now.

No time like the present, you began to work on removing your hands from the cuffs, tucking your thumbs in and pulling slowly. It hurt, sure, but probably not as bad as dying would. Finally your right hand popped out, only mild scraping.

"Yes!" You hissed standing up. Your friend stared at you in disbelief.

"Hey! How'd you do that?"

"Oh you know… skills." You shrugged with a sly grin.

"Excellent," he smiled broadly, "I need you to reach into my back pocket."

"You want me to WHAT!?" You stood looking at the man incredulously.

"Oh come on, life or death, life or death," he groaned. "Reach in, grab my screw driver, and just point it at the cuffs and think real hard about unlocking it."

Sighing, you reached in as fast as you could. Something was weird, it felt wrong. You snatched your hand back out just as fast.

"What in the?"

"Ah yes. Pockets, bigger on the inside."

"What the hell does that even mean!?" You reached back in and quickly discovered. You couldn't feel him, you couldn't really feel anything, it was like your hand was swirling in a void. After a second you found something. Hoping it was what you needed you wrapped your hands around it and pulled back out.

"Women's pants really need to take a lesson from whoever does your clothes. Is this it?"

The man chuckled. "Yes! Perfect, now just point and shoot, it's psychically linked and should do what you want it to."

You pointed the screwdriver at his cuffs and hit the button. A shrill ringing noise came from it and the cuffs popped open.

He hopped to his feet, rubbing at his sore wrists.

"Some screwdriver," you say as you hand it back to him.

"I know," he grinned yet again. The man couldn't stop smiling. "Here let's get the other one off of you." He gingerly took your wrist and used the screwdriver to open the other cuff, he seemed gentle with you which felt odd considering the circumstances.

"Now what do we do? Crash the ship so they can't take over the world?"

"Ah no, nothing so dramatic," he was giddy. He took your hand and ran to the door, using the screwdriver to open it up. "See now that we're on the ship we can just override the system and return them to it."

The two of you ran through some corridors to a room that was full of computers, they were blocky and big just like the people that created them.

"Oh the Sontarans, excellent conquerors terrible at everything else." He winked, "interior design isn't really their strong suit. All their ships look exactly the same."

He took his screwdriver and began to work, hitting buttons, buzzing things. You had no idea what was going on. Best bet was to stand watch, so you peaked your head out the door, and as if on cue a couple of soldiers were walking directly toward your room.

"Hey," you hissed "they're coming."

"What? Now?"

You threw your hands up, "yes now!"

"We should probably hide then."

You gave him a look that probably said something like, "no duh."

The both of you began to scramble for a hiding space, when finally he grabbed your wrist again and tugged you into a small space between two computer consoles. You were pressed tightly against him, hands pressed on his chest and his hands were wrapped protectively around your shoulders.

His scent was warm and musky, like an old library in the sun. You made a small mental note of it, but as of right now there were more pressing matters.

The two of you peeked around the corner as the Sontarans walked into the computer room and began pressing buttons.

"Ha!" The man yelled in your ear. "That's exactly what I needed, Sontaran DNA to unlock the controls on your computer and-" he grabbed your shoulder and squeezed. You looked up, and there was that grin again, his eyes were shining as they met yours.

In that same flash of light and nauseating jump, you were back on terra. The sun bright in your eyes and the wind cool on your skin. The man grabbed your hand and took off.

You ran with him, not really sure where you were going or why, but you ran anyway.

"See I had already reversed the teleportation protocols on their mainframe. However the actual system was locked out because it needed some sort of bio signature."

"So when they tried to teleport down, it actually teleported us down-"

"And teleported the rest of them up!"

"That was quite clever."

"Oh I know." He laughed, and you joined in. A feeling of freedom and excitement had overcome you. You couldn't believe that just a few hours ago you were stuck in insufferable traffic and anxious over the idea of going bowling.

"Where exactly are we going now?"

"Back to my Tardis, to make sure they never come back."

"Your wh-'' your words were cut short as your friend slid to a stop on his heels. Before you were a small squadron of Sontarans, stockier than the previous ones you had seen and they were wearing red, not the blue you had grown used to.

"Delta X, the elite group sent to take control of any situation." He whispered, "this might be a problem."

Well that didn't sound good. He tugged at your arm and pulled you behind a nearby car… YOUR car. He had known exactly where he was going this whole time.

You watched as he picked up the pieces of the broken machine that were scattered about the passenger seat.

"What do you need me to do?" He glanced at you with a small smile tugging at his lips because of your question. Of course you'd offer to help, who did he think you were?

No one.

He didn't know who you were.

"Nothing, hopefully they didn't notice us and I can get this thing working in time." He whispered back.

"Earthling scum, show yourselves before the glory of the Sontaran empire!" One of Delta X shouted.

"I think it's safe to say they noticed us."

"Shoot, I'm almost done finishing the antiport, I just need a bit more time!" He groaned flicking switches and shoving wires into ports.

You weren't sure what to do, but you knew you needed to do something. Anything.

You stood up suddenly, hands in the air.

"What on Earth are you doing?!"

"Just shut up and keep working on the thing." You hissed as he tugged on your pant leg trying to drag you down.

"Earthling scum, report to me and we will deal you an honorable execution for the Sontaran Empire."

You were scared, that's for sure, but you know… saving the world and all that. You had to think of something.

"Of course great Sontaran, I am but your humble servant." You took a few hesitant steps forward. "We as the human race would be honored to submit to your… glory"

You stumbled. Your friend looked on in awe as you continued.

"And who are you, puny human, to serve our glorious empire?" You couldn't tell if he was going with your lie or not. He looked somewhat angry, which seemed to be his constant state.

"Well… I am… of course the Queen of Earth." Yeah that sounded good right? Empires and queens and all that. The Sontaran looked… interested, which was very good. At least distract them for a little longer.

You glanced back at your friend, he was still plugging away, even more furiously than before.

"Yes, Queen of Earth here. We have much to offer your glory, many riches and… uh… land."

You took a few more steps forward trying to look as confident as you possibly could.

"We would love nothing more than to be slaves to your people."

"Ah, this is very interesting," the Sontaran stroked his chin with his grubby fingers, "surrendering to our glory is perhaps your only option because we would in fact destroy you."

You flinched at that. Jeez these guys really were all about conquering. Sure they would've loved Atilla.

"However-"

"However? No 'however', we have so much to offer you, like ducks and airplanes and… and bandaids!" You were panicking, losing they're attention. Shoot!

"Silence human! Your band aids mean nothing to us, you will be disposed of." The Sontaran flicked those same grubby fingers and the other next to him pointed his wrist at you.

You squeezed your eyes closed, very aware of what was about to happen.

A beat passed. And then another.

You dared to peek. They were gone. Vanished. You whipped your head around and saw your friend standing there with that big grin on his dumb face. He held his tiny machine up and rattled it.

You couldn't believe it! The two of you won! You giggled like a mad man and ran straight into his arms. The two of you bouncing lightly.

"You did it!" You squeaked.

"I know! You did it!" He yelled back.

"I know! That was incredible!"

"I know!"

After a few more bouncing seconds the two of you stilled.

"Now I have to make sure these goobs never come back. I'll be back in a mo!" He said as his hands gripped your shoulders, a big smile on his face.

Before you could even say anything he ran off. Long legs taking off in an unknown direction.

Man that guy could run, you thought watching him disappear. And then it hit you, you didn't even know his name.

Was he actually coming back? You looked at your car, it seemed fine, but maybe you should wait.

Would he really be back?

You bit your lip. Maybe wait an hour? You checked your watch, bowling was definitely out of the question.

You sat in the grass beside your car. Breathing deeply and mulling over today's events. It didn't feel real, it felt like something that only happens in a fairy tale. He left you though, instead of taking you away, like a normal fairy tale prince would.

The night air started to chill, but you continued to sit there gazing at the stars, remembering how you'd just been up. Maybe you were losing your head.

As 1AM came around you decided to get in your car and return home. It was as messy as you had left it, but it was warm and yours.

You made yourself a quick bite to eat, downed a glass of water, laid on the couch and promptly fell asleep.

Bzz. Bzz.

Work.

You can't even believe your phone was still alive.

Had it really all been a dream?

You contemplated everything as you performed your normal morning routines. Body moving on instinct. Showering, brushing your teeth, changing your clothes.

You stopped and studied your reflection in the mirror. You didn't look any different, and yet it felt like everything you were had changed.

What else were you supposed to do other than what you've always done.

You left for work feeling a little more hollow than usual. You waved hi to your friends as you entered. You're sure they would notice your mood shift, it had been only a day since they'd seen you last.

"I can't believe you flaked on us again last night." Eve said as you clocked in. "We even agreed on something you like to do!"

"Listen, I didn't flake, I swear I got caught in some… pretty nasty traffic." Not totally a lie, "I was actually out all night."

"Oh. Is that why you look like… that?"

Now it was your turn to roll your eyes. "Thanks."

The little bell in your shop dinged as a customer entered. You looked up from where you had been scrubbing the counter.

It was him.

"I came back for you! Where'd you go?" He asked incredulously, as if you had been the one that vanished.

"What do you mean!? I waited till well past one in the morning! Was I supposed to wait all night?" He bit his lip at that. You smirked knowing you had won the small argument.

He waved his hands vigorously, dismissing the conversation. "Come with me."

"Where?"

"Everywhere."

"What does that mean?"

He grinned, "You're going to have to find out." He held out his hand. You looked at it for a second, and then checked behind you. Eve was busy doing… whatever. She'd be fine if you left, it was a slow day.

You smiled and took his hand.

Before anyone had a chance to notice the two of you had run out the shop. You didn't know where you were going yet again, but you didn't care. You just knew it was going to be an adventure.

Before long he had begun to slow and looming in front of you was a large blue box.

"So that?" You weren't sure what you were looking at.

"It's my spaceship!" He said excitedly. He snapped his fingers and the doors swung open like magic.

He had walked in and you chose to follow.

It was incredible, massive, and warmly lit. You couldn't believe it. He looked at you with an eagerness that you couldn't pin down.

He was showing off. Good to know aliens and humans really weren't that different. Or at least he wasn't that different.

"Well this is new." His face had and you couldn't help but laugh.

"You're supposed to say it's bigger on the inside, everyone says it's bigger on the inside!" His face turned frumpy and he crossed his arms as you shrugged and mouthed a silent sorry.

"I do have one question for you, if we're going to be adventuring together I should probably know your name." You had taken a few more steps inside the box, you were now standing next to the center console.

His face softened.

"Ah that would be important," he clicked his tongue. "I'm the Doctor."

"The Doctor?" You hesitated a little confused, "Doctor who?"

DOCTOR WHO THEME INTENSIFIES.

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Just a quick little fic of Sigyn being Loki's loyal wife, despite the whole universe being (stupidly) convinced otherwise.

Also known as: Sigyn come down on Earth during Loki's invasion in 2012 and things go... differently.

Whole fic under the cut!

"Sigyn!"

The young voice rang alarmed, bouncing off the walls of the long hallway.

"Sigyn!"

The tapping of the naked feet on the hard, cool stone floor was frantic. Still running the young handmaiden gave a little nod to the passing servant boy directing her in the upper corridors.

"Calm down, Frulla."

The older woman stopped her and she almost heaved with the stress and the heat of the early summer.

"I need to talk with Sigyn right now!"

With a nod the woman put her down on a nearby chair ignoring her show of disrespect in favor of her obvious distress.

"Fine, but take a moment to breath, you look like you just ran from Asgard to Vanaheimr without stopping!"

Because I did! she wanted to say, but instead focused on calming her beating heart. Even breathing felt like an impossibly tiring task.

"You cannot show yourself in front of the Queen like this. Calm yourself," the woman's hand finally left Frulla's shoulder with a look of mild disgust "and maybe take a bath-"

"It's about consort Loki." she managed to get out between a breath and the other. That seemed to convey the urgency of her message, finally!

The woman slipped over the closed doors of the negotiating halls without another word and less than a minute after Sigyn was crouched in front of her, hands wrapped painfully tight around her arms.

"Frulla-"

"My Queen." she had manage to compose herself a little and lowered her head in show of respect "It's about your favo-"

"Cut the protocol Frulla, what about Loki?"

Sigyn's voice was laced with pain, fear and desperation. She couldn't stop her mind from wandering back to the last almost two years from the official announcement of Loki's death - An incident, had said the Allfather. A fortunate coincidence, had murmured the people. An assassination, had sneered Sigyn.

"He lives, my Queen!"

Frulla was sure that Sigyn's heart stopped beating, which was unfortunate because the princes needed a mother in their lives and without a queen to serve she would be unemployed. The grip around her arms became even more strangling and the time stopped. The air was dense and heavy, like trying to breath in thick mead-syrup laced with honey.

"What?"

From the now open doors an array of servants and dignitaries, nobles and commoners, workers, handmaiden, looked upon them. The time finally started flowing again, faster and faster and faster as to make up for the one just lost.

"Loki lives"

The next moment Sigyn wasn't there anymore.

~°~°~°~°~°

"I don't know sister, a battlefield is not really the place of a wom-"

Frigga watches as Sigyn verbally eviscerate Thor in front of the rest of warriors and nobles congregate in the hall, before storming towards the Bifrost. In all honesty, he should have already learned to not put himself between Sigyn and Loki centuries ago. As Thor grumbles and posture a little before following her Frigga call on her handmaiden, someone still needs to clean up this mess after all.

~°~°~°~°~°

When the first reading of the Bifrost appeared on the screen Fury was expecting big, blond, hammer-wielding Thor, not whoever she was.

The woman was young, around her mid twenties, red hair nearly collected in a braid and wore a long, green, flowing dress to her ankles - not practical for a fight, but good for hiding weapons, he notice absently - and a pair of heavily decorated boots with gold buckles - or what appeared to be gold. Her skin was darker than Thor's or any of the others aliens S.H.I.E.L.D. had encountered before, but her lineament were consistent with someone with south-european heritage; she was smiling a polite, insincere, smile, her posture screamed respect and calmness, but Fury recognized very well the pent up energy ready to be unleash in what looked like a hell of a fight if there was need. In conclusion: she didn't look outright hostile, but was ready to be.

The Helicarrier was in stationary flight and the whipping wind that erupted with the touchdown of the Bifrost seemed to have calmed down. With Barton A.W.O.L., Banner closed in a laboratory and the rest of the initiative in Stuttgart, the first contact fall upon Coulson.

"Goodmorning."

The woman shuffled closer a couple steps, hands clasped in front of her. Under the flowing dress she was wearing what appeared to be a pair of leather pants. She was now a dozen steps away from the entrance to the Helicarrier, and so to him.

"I abide a blessing upon you this day too." Coulson blinked "I am Sigyn, queen regent of the highest district of Vanaheimr, appointed by Odin the Allfather himself, ruler of Asgard and protector of the Nines Realms of Yggdrasil."

The man in front of her blinked again and Sigyn decided that if she needed to pull her weight around she would do it and do it good.

"Elected overseer of the Covenant of the Snake. Daughter of Frigga - Allmother of Yggdrasil and overseer of Vanaheimr - and sister of Thor Odinson - crown prince of Asgard - not by birth, but by blood. United by the Norns, and with the Allfather blessing upon us, with Loki Odinson, prince and Seidr Master of Asgard, overseer of the covenants of Vanaheimr."

The man blinked again.

"Agent Coulson of the Strategic Homeland Intervention, Enforcing and Logistic Division, commonly called S.H.I.E.L.D."

There were a couple of seconds of embarrassing silence and, maybe, Sigyn could admit that she had overdone her presentation a little. At least now this Agent Coulson knew that messing with her would have consequences.

"We were expecting Thor, actually"

Sigyn forced her face into stillness hiding a scowl, of course they were waiting for Thor.

"I believe Thor will arrive soon."

Agent Coulson didn't give any sign of relaxing or tensing at her answer, instead he nodded once again before gesturing toward a door behind him.

"Maybe we can continue this conversation inside? I don't know about you, but we humans tend to get cold very quickly"

Sigyn nodded and the man turned around - giving her his back, courageous or stupid - as she followed.

The inside was, admittedly, at a more comfortable temperature, but gave her that bad, claustrophobic feeling that any room without an open window always gave her.

"This way" the men started walking down a series of hallways "Can we offer you something? Some coffee? Tea? Even water?"

Sigyn licked her lips, refusing would be inconsiderate and disrespectful for a foreign dignitary like her.

"Do you have some mead?" she inquired in false curiosity.

"I'm afraid we have not"

Sigyn pouted and hummed relieved.

The room she was shown in was little, with a metal table in the center, two metal chairs and one of those lights on the ceiling that appeared to be everywhere. Still no window, but a wall lenght mirror gave the illusion of depth at last.

"Is this an interrogation?"

The man smiled affably before sitting down. She refuse the silent request and kept herself upright beside the doorway.

"I apologize, but this is the only room we can spare at the moment and I thought we could talk privately here."

Hmm, so it was an interrogation, but one of those not-actually-an-interrogation interrogations. Sigyn hated those. Loki was a lot better in handling them than she ever was. She sat down.

"So what brought the Queen Regent of Vanaheimr here?"

There was that strange accent in his words of someone trying to pronounce a word for the first time, she supposed it was probably true.

"I'm searching for my consort and husband, Loki Odinson of Asgard."

Agent Coulson waited, probably hoping that the silence would bring her to share more information. It didn't.

A knock on the door distracted them both and Coulson excused himself before getting out in the hallway. If she had to guess, she would say that Thor had probably arrived.

~°~°~°~°~°

The Bifrost had arrived again and with him Thor. Just, instead of touching down on the Helicarrier like it just did, it touched down on the Quinjet and the thing had evolved in some sort of fight - the detail from Natasha where fuzzy. Point being: Natasha, Captain America and Tony Stark were taking Loki on board with Thor. Coulson really wanted to plaster a hand on his face and rub his eyes until this whole mess cleaned itself up, but that wasn't possible, so instead he nodded at the agent reporting, put him on guard duty and went searching for Fury.

~°~°~°~°~°

They planned, and it was something like this: Coulson would talk and monitor Sigyn until Loki would be brought on board and put in Hulk's cell, Fury would then talk to him, try to get under his skin and obtain some information; in the meantime the members of the Avengers Initiative would regroup, know each other and exchange intel while S.H.I.E.L.D. finally had some time to analyze the IronMan suit. After that Coulson would observe and try to understand if Thor and Sigyn were on their or Loki's side, or even if they were both on the same side, after all Thor hadn't mentioned any Queen of Vanaheimr when he had arrived. Depending on the answer S.H.I.E.L.D. would then need to contain Sigyn or involve her in the operation.

~°~°~°~°~°

Things went south almost immediately

Nobody went to pick up Banner that, in turn, saw Loki being transported to the cell, and while nothing happened a similar error could have very well caused some significant damage had the Hulk came out. Stark refuses to encounter anyone until he had given permission to get his IronMan suit in a safe place where S.H.I.E.L.D. didn't have access to. Coulson was forced to leave Sigyn mid-interrogation, again, and escort Stark to meet the others. Fury didn't manage to get any kind of useful intel from Loki and then Sigyn just… went around security and showed herself in the room without invitation.

So much for being a super-spies organization running worldwide.

~°~°~°~°~°

Banner and Stark were having a little bonding moment over the communal understanding of basic physics, Thor still hadn't given any hint or mentioned Sigyn once and Rogers looked utterly confused by everything while Fury was trying to bring the conversation back on track.

"Dr. Banner is only here to track the cube. I was hoping you may want to join him."

"I would start with that stick of his." interrupted Rogers "It may be magical, but it works an awful lot like a HYDRA weapon." and oh, right, Rogers didn't know that , Coulson thought . Thankfully Fury defuses the situation and brings it back on track again.

"I don't know about that, but it is powered by the cube and I'll like to know how Loki used it to turn two of the sharpest man I know into his personal flying monkeys!"

"Monkeys? I don't understa-"

"I do!" and Rogers looked so proud of himself "I understood that reference!"

"I think everyone did."

Immediately all the faces turned around looking at the new arrival. Sigyn standed at the entrance of the room, a poor agent at her hills that probably tried but didn't manage to contain her.

"Sigyn!" Thor looked like a kid on a Christmas morning, eyes full of glee, a wide smile on his face and his arms open almost like he expected Sigyn to run to him for a hug. Sigyn didn't, instead she scowled.

"Can I know why, for the love of your poor mother, do you look like you just arrived from a battlefield?"

"This is good news everyone!" Thor boomed completely ignoring whatever Sigyn just said to him "This is Sigyn! My sister!"

"You have a sister?"

"Of course I ha-"

Sigyn scoffed.

"Not by birth, I'm Loki's wife."

There was a moment of tense silence in the room.

"Oh, good! I'm sure his wife will tame him a little!" Tony looked all too bright at the prospective. Banner smiled timidly.

"Maybe you could try give him an earful for us."

"He wouldn't dare be rude in front of a lady." said Steve almost jokingly before frowning and looking at Thor "Right?"

Sigyn rolled her eyes, diplomacy never was her forte and she was starting to be more indisposed by the not-outright-refusal of everyone to letting her see her no-more-death husband after almost two years and - she closed her eyes for a second, took a deep breath and the opened them again, a new resolution burning behind them. In less than three steps she was beside Thor, looking down the banister to Agent Coulson.

"Do you plan to let me talk with my husband? Or do I have to show myself the way?"

May the diplomacy be burned to the ground, she was tired and cranky and only wanted to talk with Loki and - deep breath Sigyn, deep breath.

Agent Coulson gave a quick look at the man with the eyepatch and then at the room before coming up the stairs.

"This way"

Biting back a finally! Sigyn followed.

~°~°~°~°~°

When Sigyn entered the room, Loki was pacing in his cell, he stopped once she reached the door. Agent Coulson was waiting back at the entrance, ready to spring into action in case things went bad. In the control room the Avengers and Fury were observing from a monitor. Tony had already made clear his displeasure that S.H.I.E.L.D. was forcing them around a single monitor and Fury almost expected him to whip out his phone and just hack into S.H.I.E.L.D. security system and then watch the whole thing from a tablet, instead the man grumbled a little before settling in a chair around the monitor with the other - not that Tony wasn’t already in S.H.I.E.L.D. system, he just wasn’t all that petty and wanted to keep that card close to his chest in case was needed for the future, and it was going to.

Sigyn pressed one of her hands against the glass cell while Loki watched her. For a moment Natasha was sure that the woman - alien, goddess, whatever, she wasn’t paid enough - was going to start crying, instead she pulled herself in control once again. Sigyn said something so low that even S.H.I.E.L.D. microphones didn’t catch it up. Fury frowned.

“Romanov-”

“On it!”

The spy immediately jumped up and started walking down, one hand pressing the comm in her ear connecting her to Coulson.

Tony squinted at the monitor.

“What is she doing?” asked Rogers.

“Isn’t that the million dollar question, maybe we could start to guess if only we had a monitor we can actually see with!”

“Cut it, Stark!”

Bruce got up, cleaned his glasses on his shirt and squinted at the monitor.

“Thor… is that, by any chance, an Asgardian precursor to dragging him home?”

Thor frowned, paying more attention to the monitor. The Son of Coul was barely visible as a pixel in the back and the midgardian valkyrie probably hadn’t arrived yet; Loki was smiling, not that creepy smile that he always had, a good smile, with his eyes barely open, head against the greenish glass and a peaceful expression on his face. Sigyn still had her hands against the glass, she was hunched on herself, slightly murmuring something inaudible.

Something beeped and the Man of Fury got up watching at another monitor before blanching.

“EverybODY GET DOWN! ”

The Helicarrier rolled as an explosion echoed in the skys. Thousands of red lights started flickering all around and every alarm possible started blaring. Agents all around started moving like a single swarm of ants, Thor ignored them still focused on his brother - and sister.

Sigyn smiled on the screen, finally up again, voice ringing with delight.

“Why do they always assume I’m going to be on their side?”

Under the deafening roar of the green berserker that Thor would swear wasn’t there a second ago, Loki laughed.

~°~°~°~°~°

Coulson collapsed on the floor as the Heilcarrier was striked down, his hand immediately freeing his gun from the holster before even finding his footing. He ignored the blaring alarms and the blinding red light, following the too-happy laugh ringing in the room. Sigyn and Loki were embracing near the destroyed remains of the door of the cell, no, no remains, there weren’t any remain, the door just disappeared. Phil aimed his gun.

“Does this happen often?”

Loki looked up from his wife’s face, expression soured and morphing into one of pure hatred. Sigyn laughed, turning into his husband's arms to look at him.

“I mean, I’m married to Loki! Do people really think that it would still be the case if I didn’t want to?”

Loki smiled, sweet and affectionate.

“Of course not, you are the most crafty, intelligent, talented woman I’ve ever met.”

Sigyn turned, giving him a peck on the cheek.

“Adulator. I’m Lowkey your favorite Sigynificant other, am I not?”

Loki hummed, still smiling.

Gross , thought Coulson while aiming his gun.

The clamoring of the PA system was calling for all men on station in a frenzy of gunshot and running agents, but the two gods looked

"We're falling!"

like an oasis of stillness and peace in the midst of chaos. They were talking and Coulson ignored

"-does that means!"

"Level four, all agents with-"

his instinct of keeping them under fire to get up and exit the room - the quick report they received from what happened in Stuttgart made it clear that normal bullets weren't going to cut it with those two.

"External engine down! All-"

Thankfully the room right beside the containment cell was a - well, a containment room for inanimate objects.

"Nope"

"-called to level four, all-"

An armory of sorts if you will. Like the gun they managed to create from the remains of the Destroyer.

"What the-"

"We need to redirect power to-"

He holstered the gun picking the new toy up and made his short way back to the cell.

"Coulson!" the voice of Fury rang clear in his earpiece, the baritone cutting through the screams, directive and orders shouted in the corridor and on the PA system "Initiate defensive lockdown in the detention section, then get to the armory."

With ease coming from experience Coulson opened the panel just outside the containment room punching in

"Get up! Get up! Get-"

the code as the line clicked shut. A deep rumble passed through the walls of the Helicarrier and then a roaring, deep and animalistic and terrifying of an instinctual level.

Everybody stopped.

For a heartbeat.

Nobody.

Moved.

"-agents with engineeri-" click off. Click on "Attention. The lower level-"

Air rushed as every agent started moving almost in sinc towards the stairs, the elevators, any means that could bring them up, up, up, away from the raging beast so very close to them. Coulson kept moving towards the armory, ignoring the thuds and roar and screams and- "Cargo hold! The Hulk is in the cargo hold with Thor!"

It was one of the air controll agents working there and he was closely followed by the rest of his team scrambling for safety. Coulson ducked near the wall, away from the feets and legs, waiting for the corridor to clear.

"Friendly fire!" someone screamed from the stairs "Mind control!" followed. Did Loki manage to get his hands on the scepter again? No, he would have seen him walk up the corridor, it was the only way in and out the cell room. Barton, maybe, and the ragtag group of other mind controlled agents, then. Not good. The light flickered.

"Engine one is now in shutdown." announced the emotionless voice of the PA system just a moment before the corridor - no, the whole Helicarrier tilted. The faraway screams of agents trapped on the stairs joined the clattering and breaking of falling weapons and miscellaneous. A high picked short scream rang muffled, probably from Sigyn. If Barton had any of his wits still with him this was probably a rescue mission and he was going to be headed down here- "It's Barton." said Fury as the earpiece cracked to life "He took out our system. He's headed for the detention level. Does anybody copy?"

Did he? Coulson watched the empty corridor, the empty detention level. Loki and Sigyn were still trapped in the cell room. Was he able to take on Barton? Probably, not surely. Fury ordered him to the armory, it was near. He could- "This is Agent Romanoff." the voice was gruffled and it didn't sound good "I copy."

Coulson let a second of pride swell in his chest, as it always did when she or Clint did their job, followed by a heartbeat of worry before suppressing everything again.

He got up and made his way to the armory.

~°~°~°~°~°

"We've got a perimeter breach. Hostiles are in S.H.I.E.L.D. gear. Call-out to every junction."

Sigyn smiled, eyebrows furrowed at the emotionless voice resonating in the now-empty room.

"Should we worry about that?"

"That, my darling," smiled Loki, his husband, in flesh and bones beside her, whose arms were circling her waist and whose breath - slow, steady, living breath - was brushing her cheek "is our ticket out of here."

Sigyn relaxed.

"I see, quite the chaos our ticket is creating, hm?"

Loki laughed.

"Where would be the fun, then?"

She lightly slapped his forearm - solid beneath the finger and warm against her stomach - a playful smile on her lips. She wanted to cry and sob and scream and let two years of anguish out and out and out, out out out, but it was not the time. Not now. Later, while they will be alone, in the secluded sanctuary that were their chamber, she would allow herself to grieve and rejoice and ask, ask, ask. Now, they needed out.

"Should we go, then?"

"Hm, let's wait here, shall we."

She nodded, reclining against Loki's chest, not still, but moving, up and down with every breath, his heart thump-thump-thumping behind the flesh.

"Actually," she opened her eyes meeting his, a hit on mischievous malice making the inside twist "I have something even more fun in mind, do you want to join?"

Of course she did.

~°~°~°~°~°

Their ticket was slightly late, but it was worth it, if only to see Thor - hot headed, brash, insensitive, callous Thor - rush headfirst into her husband's illusion and remain trapped into the cell. Sigyn scoffed, sitting against one of the railing, it looked like Thor did not mourn his brother as much as he said he did, nor did the last two years by himself taught him anything useful. He was still a brash child. Well, let's hope that this experience at least was going to teach him something. She came to herself with a startle as Thor screamed bashing Mjolnir against the glass, a wave of concern washed over her as Loki chuckled in worry. But the glass didn't break. And Thor was still trapped.

"The humans think us immortal." Loki stated, as if Thor didn't know that, but his husband always had a flare for the dramatic - as did she "Should we test that?"

Before Sigyn brain could even start to comprehend the question their infamous ticket - a man dressed in black who said anything at all - collapsed on the floor. Behind him brandishing a weapon stood… Agent Coulson, yes? That was name.

"Move away, please."

Brandishing a weapon against Loki. No. That would not do. She got up as Loki - his smart, smart Loki - stepped away as instructed, eyes trained on the weapon.

"You like this?" the men, the vermin, dare to ask. Who did he think himself to be to even think of pointing a weapon against a god? Against Loki? Her husband? No.

"We started working on the prototype after you sent the Destroyer." he said advancing. A part of her admired the forced stillness in his voice, but she could pick on the fear hidden behind far too well. "Even I don't know what it does."

"The you should put it down."

The men wavered a moment, eyes zeroed on Loki, but at last he stilled.

"Sigyn, my love" Loki's voice was tinged in affection and fear, but she wasn't going to back down, not now. Not after everything she went through. She will not, she could not, she will not allow herself to lose her husband again, never again.

"Loki, my life." slowly she descended to the main level, only Thor's eyes following her.

"Sigyn-"

"Shut up, Thor, I can't deal with you right now!" she was on the verge of collapsing, she just wanted to go home , why could they allow them to go home?

"Sigyn-"

"Loki's life is on the line!" she screeched.

"Now, my dear, let's not-"

"No!" she twirled around, eyes jumping from one brother to the other, oh, how she wanted Loki's eyes to be on her right now, but alas she couldn't, not when he still had his eyes locked on the very real threat in front of them "I can't- I won't - Loki!" it came out as a plea, a prayer, a begging "Please."

Thor screamed.

She screamed.

The men let out a strangled gurgle as the point of a spear broke his chest. Loki was now behind him. The spear - and was that a strange spear, because it was not, it looked more like… a scepter? - retread and the men collapsed against a wall. She ran toward Loki, a hand already outstretched and brushing his cheek.

"Are you alright?"

"I am" he answered, slowly, sweetly. He caressed her before moving forward, back were… his illusion was. The floor under Thor's cell opened and the wind rushed in.

"Loki?"

He kept smiling.

"Everything is alright"

Thor fell.

~°~°~°~°~°

An incident, had said the Allfather.

A fortunate coincidence, had murmured the people.

An assassination, had sneered Sigyn.

~°~°~°~°~°

Thor fell.

She screamed.

"Loki!" his head whipped from the hole on the floor to her, she could only imagine what he saw. He eyes wide open, horrified, locked on him, the wind whipping her hair and clothes, the tears surely staining her cheek, she could see the outside now.

"What- Loki! No, you- Thor-"

He walked toward her, shushing her, what?

"Hey, it's alright, everything is good, my dear, my love-"

"You're going to lose."

Loki freezed, a hand outstretched reaching for her hair, the smile tightening, all teeth.

"Am I?" he turned around on his heels and she watched, mind incapable of understanding what just happened in front of her. Did Loki kill Thor? Did her sweet, loving, calm husband just kill his brother, the brother over whom he doted so much and lost so many nights rambling about? Did- it's bad , her mind suggested, very bad . Loki was talking. The man was talking. She couldn't hear past the rushing of wind and blood in her ears. Loki was advancing against the dying man and then a ball of light, fire, seidr flew in front of her, Loki was hit in full chest by it and she screamed.

°~°~°~°~°

It was a blur. Loki's arm around her, the smell of branded lather, burned flesh, warm-cold-warm, being lifted over to his chest. The thump-thump-thump of his heartbeat and the rush-rush-rush of her own. Being lowered down, on the floor? Like a commoner, it was no befitting of her status, neither of theirs, Loki knew - where they alone?

She blinked. They were in a room, far smaller than the one they were before, except they were not were they were before. She swept her eyes around, metal walls, metal floor, metal celing, metal chairs, metal metal metal "Where-"

"Shh." Loki smiled putting a strand of her hair back to it's place "It's going to be alright."

She shook her head.

"No- Loki." she stopped taking a breath "Loki, this-" and she gestured at loss to him, her, the place "This is not alright!"

"Its going to be."

"No!" she could feel new tears forming behind his eyes "Did you- Thor-"

"He's dead."

She gasped for air.

"It's what he deserved."

She stopped and looked at her husband. Really looked. Forced her eyes to open against the greif and loss and pain and anguish and to look - at his waxy complexion, his haunted eyes, his bluish lips, oily hair, broken fingernail. He smelled. She knew all of this already, did she? She saw all of this when he was still in that horrible cell, did she not? She though it was because of- of- of what exactly?

"What happen?"

"Hm?"

Loki blinked, tilting his head. His eyes were blue.

"What happened to you?"

Were his eyes always blue? She didn't recall, she thought they were green. What happened?

A smile, a truly wicked thing, split his face.

"I'm alright."

"No, you are not." s he shook her head with vigor and pushed him back, getting on her feet, there was a window to her left, a big one, they were still in the sky, but now moving "Loki, what's happening here?"

"I told you, I am getting what is rightfully mine."

She looked at him. At the scepter in his hand.

"Who gave you that?"

"This is mine."

"That's not what I asked."

Loki brisked and squared his shoulder.

"I love you, I will follow you until Ragnarok will do us apart." she stepped closer, window in her peripheral "You are my husband. I am going to follow you . I love you, so please, if you hold still any affection for me in your heart share with me this burned." she cupped his chin "I am loyal to you, please, be loyal to me."

He sighed, closing his eyes. Almost his whole body sagged toward her and she hugged him like a lifeline in a stormy sea.

~°~°~°~°~ end ~°~°~°~°~

Open ending because I was tired of writing and I say so - this fic is been in the making for over 4 years!!! (definitly not because I forgot about it for like 3 whole years, nuh uh!) By the way, the last scene happen while Loki and Sigyn are on the Quinjet to New York, they are no longer on the Helicarrier, the extraction mission had succeded - just like in the film.

As always, english is not my first language and this is not been beta-ed. Feel free to point out any error, please!

Also, if some stuff, especially at the start, don't make sense is because this was suppose to be the prologue for a longer work focused on worldbuilding where I explored Asgard-Vanaheimr relationship and inter-realms politics, so there is a lot of stuff that was suppose to become clearer going on, but I guess it never will now. This was also suppose to be a comedy. I do not write comedy (as the universe remind me constantly), so the weirdness in tone may be attributed to that.

Hope you liked it!

If so, please reblog ❤

#loki #fanfiction #ao3 #fanfic #writing #writers #fanfic.net #writer #fanfics #sigyn #loki x sigyn #mcu #marvel #marvel fic #loki marvel #my writing #my fic

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southernmermaidsgrotto · 1 year

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Hello, I need some help and I think you might have some answers? I went to the river early yesterday and found a bunch of things that the water washed up like jewelry, little statues of elephants and buddha, a statue of a God(?) that says Chango Machu, religious memorabilia and a little red satchet. I got so excited that I picked them all up, thinking this was completely random luck that I found cool stuff. I looked inside the satchet when I got home and there are things that I’m 99% sure are from a spell someone casted- a chocolate heart, coin with the serenity prayer, little clock, tiny metal horse shoe, animal fur etc. I didn’t think twice and threw them out. I’m now realizing I might have done something really bad. Did I mess with this person’s ritual? Am I cursed? I’m completely lost on what to do.

To add on the the previous ask, I still have some of the statues and jewelry. Also, please pardon my ignorance, I searched “Bruja” on tumblr because a lot of the items are clearly from someone of latin heritage and you’re the first blog that showed up. I apologize in advance for anything I said that might offensive.

"I got so excited that I picked them all up, thinking this was completely random luck that I found cool stuff"

Well you should know better than that. In absolutely no situation is it correct to just pick up whatever things you find laying on the streets unless it seems to be something someone clearly lost and you intend to give it back. But if it's a bunch of spiritual looking stuff? DON'T TOUCH IT. Specially if you find it in your front yard/porch or the entrance to your house or job, or any other place you commonly go to. Specially not in a graveyard either. I'm worried that nowadays people don't often get proper spiritual education as the first thing you get told by anyone ever is NEVER TOUCH ANYTHING IF YOU DON'T KNOW WHO PUT IT THERE OR WHY. It's as simple as don't get candy from strangers in the streets istg

I have an "am i cursed" post coming up but it's long and I thought I'd put here the main points in the meanwhile.

Unless you were the specific target of that working or there was a clause added to it so that if anybody interferes with it, they'd face consequences, you should be fine... but,

if the working involves calling on, or requesting the aid of, certain patron saints, spirits, entities, gods, etc. like the Orishas, for example, you're risking disrespecting that spirit orisha and thus facing repercussions due to that offense.

What should you do then? get rid of it. PUT. IT. BACK. right where you found it. Cleanse yourself (do a good, deep, powerful bath, just in case) and cleanse your home (if you think something could've followed you in...) then DIVINE. If you trust your own divination abilities, do that, but I recommend:

Consult with a priest of the faith involved to know what the next steps should be. Could be a santería priest, a babalawo, whomever respectable authority of that specific faith (in this case, a faith where changó/shangó is present, thus, orisha faiths) you have access to. Santería, Lukumi, Ifá, Isese, etc. African Traditional and Diaspora Religions. Request a consultation with a Priest or Priestess regarding your spiritual health and ask about this specific situation, they would be able to tell you very specific answers and protocols regarding your current situation and how to move forwards, and how to avoid getting in trouble again in the future.

And please for the love of everything holy, just don't pick up, don't even touch, anything that looks like a spiritual working ever, unless you're an experienced practitioner (or know and trust one) who knows how to deal with the possible consequences.

Hope that helps!

#ask #ATRs #am i cursed #F.A.Q.

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kitkatpancakestack · 2 years

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This might hit very close to home for some so I’m just gonna put a trigger warning here. Proceed with caution!

P.S this got away from me I’m sorry I don’t know how to keep things short!!

TW: mentions explosion in bar/nightclub

Re: Buck whump: So, Buddie’s journey started with an explosion from the grenade, yes? I just think the whump also being an explosion but that much more dramatic would be a PRETTY COOL CALLBACK. But in this case, it’s not a call. They’ve had those fundraisers at the firehouse like once a year, right? Well, this time all the firehouses band together and have a huge one at one of the dive-bars (is that what they’re called? I’m not American, I don’t know the difference) they like to frequent. It’s very 18+ this time but supposed to be fun, maybe they have a wet t-shirt contest for anyone who wants to join, I don’t know what the cause is, but they have like a huge chunk of LA’s finest firefighters there. Buck and Eddie are off to one side, but they separate because one is grabbing drinks for both of them maybe, and the bar goes boom. Not because someone planted a bomb, but because much like the building Bobby lived in with his family, it just wasn’t up to protocol. Maybe the wiring was off somewhere and it short circuited like with the bridezilla incident or something. Either way, boxes of liquor explode and escalate everything so they can’t find each other in the blaze. Chaos ensues and Eddie almost gets trampled on his quest to find Buck, whom oopsies!!! Was a lil too close to the blast so he’s hit his head and is unconscious and breathing in a lot of smoke. Possibly got blasted so he landed badly and a rib punctured his lung perhaps? Thankfully since the bar is packed with firefighters the chaos subsides quickly but Buck is still missing. Eddie is held back for assessment and has that quiet “I’m losing my mind here” thing like when they were hostages. Bobby senses this and sends in Hen and Chim instead of him and that’s when Eddie loses it because “I should be the one to go in there” and Bobby just goes Full Dad and holds him back until Eddie just kinda collapses on the ground hyperventilating until buck is wheeled out. Only after getting to the hospital and buck is out of surgery does he go to the nearest bathroom to wash off the soot off his face and he’s just silently crying his eyes out, completely frozen with the remaining agony of not knowing if buck was alive or not, imagining a thousand different ways to tell Chris and trying to get used to the idea that Buck would never come home with him again. Hen finds him and when Eddie realises he just tells her and she doesn’t even say anything, just hugs him and leads him out to Bucks room and keeps her hand on his shoulder as he whispers love confessions over and over again while they wait for Buck to wake up. Buck hears a lot of it but he’s on a lot of drugs so he doesn’t remember until much later but when he wakes up he’s kinda in awe that Eddie’s is the first face he sees and just blurts out “oh thank god, I started to think you weren’t gonna find me” and Eddie finally can’t help but smile and goes “I’ll always find you” or something cheesy sweet like that. I’ve had this scenario stuck in my head for weeks and I’m so happy I finally got to share :’) ~ mi

(Please heed TW in the ask!!!!!)

my face after reading THIS

#DAMN MI #WHEW #kitkat answers asks #s6 prime buck whump zone #tw: explosions in bar/night club

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clockworksteel · 2 months

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Well, quarter of the way through the year. Might as well review how the goals are doing.

Overall, despite the lack of any notable bad events, it was kinda a rough start. Too many appointments, perhaps. There's my housemate's ongoing medical issues (probably some sort of appointment every 1-2 weeks on average so far this year, plus trips to the pharmacy), my vehicle safety inspection came due in February, did taxes, had my own doctor appointment, there were dentist appointments that didn't actually happen, plus of course the worse end of daylight savings happens in the first quarter.

Anyway, the goals:

1: Have some sort of exercise habit again

Honestly, nothing to comment on here. I haven't even made plans.

2: Take care of at least one longstanding thing in the house

I put the auto-closer on the back door, although without the chain that it kinda also needs to deal with the wind. Still, reasonable progress on an unambitious goal. Should've probably made it, like, 2-3 tasks. I'd like to get the water heater replaced in the next few months.

3: Clear the stacks of papers from my desk

I've done a couple sessions of cleaning the papers a little, just looking through for anything that was an obvious trash/shred. Mail has come in too, but I think the stacks are overall lower. Still, need to step it up.

4: Make some more progress on gender stuff

Not much concrete progress here. I haven't really sat down and just thought about things at all. (Also there's been a thing that's been bothering me about my parents and religion since my last visit on Christmas break which has kinda consumed my idle thoughts a bit. May need to try to put it all into words at some point.)

Still, I've made notes of various stray thoughts, events, and dreams as relevant. That's resulted in 15 distinct notes so far this year. I won't be sharing all of them in detail.

I think the most meaningful one is that, after earning the Challenge Enthusiasts goal "Void Given Focus" I thought that would be really cool as a gender. And you know what? When I'm gaming, that's what I am. I don't think it applies when not gaming though. So I guess that's just the "Clyceer" gender. They/them pronouns for that still.

The other ones are some variation on "sure wish I was trans", notes about dreams, and also I have another dress now.

5: Earn at least 100 more Challenge Enthusiasts points

I thought this was going to be a whole-year goal, I already have earned 110 points. Perhaps my neglect of other things hasn't entirely been due to exhaustion, but also a lot of these were just done on my weekly Saturday streams.

I'll probably keep going for more points, but may slow down the off-camera stuff. My full notes also include the start times, but here's just the points.

Jan 23: Ittle Dew got a 5 point objective that I'd already completed (won't count for goal, but is a point gain, technically noticed on Jan 29)

Feb 4: Achieved Lone Fungus "Spores and Spells" objective (10 points)

Feb 5: Achieved the Blasphemous' Miracle of Penance (10 points)

Feb 7: Achieved FTL's Federation Victory (15 points)

Feb 10: Achieved Hollow Knight's Void Given Focus (30 points)

Mar 2: Achieved Patch Quest's Monster Hunter (5 points)

Mar 9: Achieved Haiku, the Robot's Anti-Corruption Protocol (15 points)

Mar 23: Achieved ZeroRanger Grapefruit Smasher (15 points)

Mar 23: Cyber Hook's Retrowave Traceur (10 points, and my first First Person points) Full Challenge Enthusiasts profile: https://cedb.me/user/9f1f4644-b3d3-40b7-a348-fb9ce59222c4

6: Finish Factorio and at least one other game that I haven't played in over 4 months

Yeah, the other video game-related goal is done already too. Should probably throw in Yooka-Laylee and the Impossible Lair sometime this year. It's a Challenge Enthusiasts goal, and all I need to do is beat the titular Impossible Lair with the completed bee shield.

Jan 18: Finished Hue, which hadn't been played since May 27 2023

Jan 25: Finished Factorio

Feb 18: Started Psychonauts 2: I'd never started it, but bought it long ago enough that I'm writing it. Probably will take a while because it's a video playthrough, but is basically guaranteed to finish now.

Unrelated to any start of year goal, I've also taken up interest in the Super Mario Maker Team 0%, and have started helping out with Super Mario Maker 2. I've beaten 13 levels from 2020 so far this year. Not any that were particularly impressive, but cleaning up the mere Expert levels and kinda garbage Super Expert levels frees up time for the good players to grind the truly tough ones.

#clockworkgoals #clockwork gender

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milkibana · 2 years

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oh yeah here's the transcript from when I watched it i saved it for no reason :)

"You are the one we need for this work. Do you want me to go to Saturn please follow us. This is urgent. Yes but I don't have it at the moment. I have other plans laundry and As time flies, I need to leave you. Bye. What's the problem? I will be there.

Men's I think I can serve my That is great. We knew we could count on you no I'll just call a taxi. Meet me before leaving in 10 minutes. We have transport, but first I need to go home. But I still need to learn. I need that order before I leave or

Wait, welcome on board., Let's talk with you Mila This is our command center, where the best minds have gathered.

this computer is programmed to take you to Saturn in a completely safe way. What is the percentage of failed Exodus? Also, your commander is a very outstanding soldier, you will not find a more reliable person.

You dishonored the army, you let us down. by Loser Banzai the mission is the most important. Get away from

lecture materials you asked for die dirty gunman at your service you will form a Patriotic team, I promise you that I will not fail. Just clean it all up

It is spoken again. It's true what I heard they're looking for a new navigator. Do you want me I'll be there slowly, huh? suza, welcome aboard so always in the eyes of the forest. I'm glad you remembered me. I have always wanted to participate in the Space Mission. I will do my best.

No, it's all in advance, my dear, you know we can't send you there? Why are you and what am I your CTO? No, it won't You will decorate this room with your presence. Besides, we already got this guy. Do you know lovers.

When are you a great team? To put it mildly, not suitable for an expedition of this magnitude. Well, now a real man of the people? the fucking scammer the closest place in space he got to was when we were watching star Why are you hiring incompetent idiots for this expedition?

I hope you understand what the hell are you doing? I think that someone is waiting today. says the technical director of the Saturn project. I need a copier credit from the space Yes, right now it's good then you should wake up the guard.

our beloved Queen of Denmark and Prince Consort, accompanied by our dear Prime Minister, the exquisite taste of strength. I want to say now, I demand discipline. as representatives of Denmark We will forever be part of history?

Please welcome the best pilots in Denmark and finally the most experienced astronaut with pepper

Hi excellent just don't mess around, everything is set there now Move move move move.

Wait I have time to take a trifle with me, just a tiny trifle.

Greetings. I am Jamida your cook for this flight and hello to you. My name is Pir and I am a new navigator. Don't worry. I will take you to Saturn come here. cheese sandwich sparing lettuce or big sandwich, it's not a club sandwich.

Yes, it's all right. No, it's important because I'm a guest I flunked the Danish citizenship test, but if I do well on this trip, the guest worker will be a real They then I can bring my family here, and we will open a cool restaurant. See hotdocks Greetings, space people. Well, are you two princesses? And now how it's hot motherfucker ass party time, Here's a little high culture.

This is German, but believe in Denmark everything is done in the same way. It seems to me that my wife would not approve of this. Come on, you dude, baby young chicks, and these girls are your Oh you son of a dog, I will chop you to pieces and feed your meat to the dogs. I just wanted to have fun with you along with those piglets.

He took everything too close to his heart, a real Donetsk resident knows how to control himself when he is insulted. You're absolutely right, my little monkey. You are fat you are big fat, motherfucker. This is our way. get ready for the start everyone at

Wait a second, take off in 4 minutes 12 This is a clear You must read this ups it has been cleared according to protocol no, but it contains Now let's

beer favorite soft drink beer pacifies but does not satisfy.

10 9 8 dudes sure it's enough to shake.

Scary, but it's reality.

Access Denied Kurt May, look here Mr. Prime Minister looks like ukta Mr. May, I think I have a problem with protocol 314 this is a video file, but I do not have access to it. I never heard, don't score your beautiful head with all this technical stuff.

What should be done according to the protocol before approaching the senior in rank? It's clicking heels for sure. if it happened in tobol your mother, look into my eyes, I knew Do you have the gaze

What could be the real country? Yes, definitely I just need to check something in the navigational That's right the first mission is the most important. Beautiful grater, please sit down. Grilled sausage, how big is it? I just love this movie. Deer, you need to convince him though.

then little Ole will come out for a walk and for one buck. You can watch this. Pussy fine pussy let's fuck some pussy See What I Made The dude's bladder is made from urine. Keep it away from It's like a scorch ball, only my photos are not made of wrinkles.

alley invented a new sport out of piss, Silence be damned. spy your heads It's all you can after everyone has their own work. I need discipline. we had nothing in the bay, except for these stinking senseless work. hot dogs

Well, of course, how did I not think of this before perfectly.

landing Welcome to Saturn Okay, let's form a team named capture, Saturn all together.

I will raise this flag as a symbol of Danish colonization. Saturn for the king of the country No for God the King and the country. Yes, I'm ready. God save our good king. No, curses and here is a building and here is a building.

This is a clear violation of command protocol. Turn this thing off. from the top we came, Who wants to try a small field.

Don't worry, everything is under control. Give me your watch. we white gods brought you Gifts as a symbol of our good intentions. Obey us or we will use our fiery sticks, they don't like you yelling at them in my opinion, Great primitive They need to know who's in charge here Listen listen they look primitive called Denmark We want to use your natural resources for our high tech We will teach you democracy and freedom of speech a great additional income.

Look how he got pissed off when I talked about freedom of speech, you yourself wanted it. Get your Let them stay

the closest planet we could find is in the nebula, Solaris is only 12 years Let's get to the point. What is the size of the water supply?

times two percent 2 percent, but we sucked out all the other planets of the dry galaxy. Goes two percent, will not even cover the weekly ration of our army.

Be healthy.

Beloved dictator we captured this group of We require treatment in accordance with the Geneva Convention. And the content of prisoners of war Bring interpreters. Let me go, you terrorist bastard. This is extremely. they don't have a hole in the back to get the interpreter out, they probably have a primitive DNA structure. Hey wait a minute, there are holes, a little lower, get the apparatus ready.

Oh yes, a little Olivia please. Now tell me where are you from? name rank

she sleep here land what do you do on saturn arnestball sergeant earth Are translators installed correctly? Your mother is in pain. Everything should work correctly for children. Bring them when it's time for dinner, you two follow me.

hopelessly outdated Oh what is he talking about?

I've been following you since the first space probe reached Saturn. I know that water is a vital necessity for you, and you have a supply problem at the Let me introduce planet earth The earth is known as the Blue Planet 78 percent, consisting of water, this is an offer that you cannot refuse, fly to earth and we will discuss everything, I will be glad.

get everything out of this wretched ship and prepare my ship. They went out to stretch their legs, but recently they should have returned, it could be. what I don't want to listen to anyone accident How do you know a few days?

Go here. We have a great present for you. Google excellent, terrible testicular torture of our business, just imagine how dangerous this job It's getting easier and easier to do.

this is the last it will join the rest of their family in my I'm like a beautiful flower without beer, I shove I run What are you I think our prison is made of frozen metallic gas, it seems solid when crystallized, but under influence.

any balcony, the monkey is able to argue that let's rock and roll, guys. Wait the prison crumbles, Banzai. That's what interaction forward means. Come on, come on. They seem to be preparing for something, But why look at Our ship?

Destination planet earth ground operation suck ground board getting down to these barracks 3 and wait for the signal of the dictator to suck the ground strange sounds. Yeah Dictator is on his way to earth to start an invasion I guessed it was a state of Look at this giant vacuum cleaner if it hits the ground and give a signal it will mean the end of the world, we will put an end to it.

gave way boys time for boobies and beer. Look what I found is an audio visual based on their lives.

these are some customs of the earth interesting and then a small 14-minute Saturn mission

The sight glass must always be clean properly. hand brake

slope What's the matter? Boy, don't worry, go ahead, I myself I flew on planes of the brand Hercules acute This is normal for such missions. causes

Let them come closer

fire or just a warning shot shoots to kill. They are not here.

Give me better you know that Dogs snarl too Mr. 911, I've been in the dorm for three years playing the PlayStation Notice right in the eye, but they continue to fly. Give me the required data.

black hole

conflict Please come with me, we need to go out into outer space and attach explosives to their flying Are you crazy? Don't worry for an astronaut like. I haven't been in space before, I don't know how to fly a I realized it the day I saw you for the first time.

I have a great instinct and it didn't let me down. I can explain it all, you know, for whom alfart Fisher died because of friendly fire You hear me, these are I collected not just like that. Tell me what your reasons were. I created because I was in love. I understand, but this is the worst excuse, of course, was in love with

but i killed it all when i ate my medals i'm talking about true love, true, have you ever been madly in love absolutely That's how I feel about the season she was accepted into the Academy and I thought that I would also become an Just to be closer, but I failed all the tests. So I began to take and do the papers for the exams in order to impress her. No, not one idiot like you anymore in all Daniel and everything was great.

Then she found out that I was cheating on her and just flew off the coils. She said I'm a disgrace to the whole space program, she never understood me, and I didn't want to fly into space. I just wanted to be near him. To activate the bomb, press the red button.

Oh wow. Oh no, stop playing. So what is it that controls us?

typically

You are a real man. real genius

Oh no, Mr. Prime Minister, it will cost you a lot. I have already cut the item in the budget for pensioners Suzanne What manifestation is missing? Our ship their Earth is approaching unidentified flying, vehicle. I think it's time to protest when you as a citizen need to gather your strength and provide worthy protection against the Horn and generations. And we will be remembered.

complete submission what imagine we're talking about huge money here exporting exclusive rights to their technology your re-election tax cuts increasing the cost of insurance benefits. But you can't. discuss baby, leave these important things for men. It seems to me that we succeeded.

connections The atmosphere is right But we now exactly forgot to pay. if we want to save Denmark, we definitely need to find fuel. See the world. building visitors aliens

Welcome

I'm so excited. I want to inseminate every girl in the ass of every girl in your country. Give me your biggest machine. Oh yes oh yes.

Dear Danes Let's greet our guests from outer space they have come to discuss the future exchange of goods between our countries from all over the They chose Denmark because we have the best products. if we reach an agreement it will guarantee the future prosperity of our country.

It is not true. Aliens are hostile. They killed our astronauts, only with a view to the future of the proactive We can create prosperity for our country and let's not spoil such a beautiful moment with leftist statements in any case. Progress cannot be stopped. And those who will slow down progress will be read as traitors.

You're a fucking communist dirty whore, but then where are the people from the expedition to Saturn Welcome to earth. Get your translator ready. Attention it looks like some kind of installation. Look here.

Call our Father and sons.

Yaya Saint Peter and I can smell the Earth ship in here no time to chat santa claus we're We've run out of fuel. I don't know anything about it. Okay, let's go find out.

Paradise suits here.

Take off your shoes there is your dirt, it is not needed I need I need to talk to your senior. Hi guys. Do you want to walk through the garden underground water and everything And to wait in return, I need.

drinks kurta mai is made from greenland ice the only water wiped mayer When you destroy all water, it will become more valuable than gold, but Humans need to drink and they will drink my water. I already have a huge amount when it runs out all over the world.

Can't you do it?

won catalog

Forgive me. Are you Jesus No, I'm replacing him, my older brother is now on the ground and is trying to Just a strig wants to run everything again, but now we have a bad understanding. terribly sexually horny mutants

I am Satan. sex drugs and rock and roll From changed his marketing strategy.

instead of forgetting torment and punishment and before the slogan sex drugs and rock and We can't oppose anything. Let me go. Look let go Let me go and said. I don't want to die yet. I thought I would never see you again. Where were you first little friend my here is even worse than I said that I must return. They gave me a bunch of papers to sign. Oh no.

You are not dead, no. How did the UFO manage to escape. Let's find gasoline and get rid of these hippies. We don't have that kind of energy here. We only get by the wind, gracious You must help us Save the Earth earth, but that's where all our clients are. Perhaps a cast will help you.

What to do flying Calm down trust me. Unfortunately these guys need to go back. unfortunately these guys need to come back.

Good luck with that and you too. And where are you going? That is how far our strict policy has died? Everything back, there is no way, and that's I don't even go to church. What the heck Get the hell out of here.

There is fuel and now there is no autopilot, and our navigator deceived us. Delicious that's so heavy checked engine

I found Push start to earth then

are returning 20 times faster than normal Why do we need I already have a pain in my Perhaps there is information about our enemy, leave it.

Okay, boys, we're almost here.

reception is that you? I thought you died, how did you get back he helped us Great navigator.

arrived Yes, but we've got invaders on their way to us. brought the remote control with him, of course he uses the remote control. To control other ships, that's what he needs him for, if you get that remote, maybe we can stop him and the whole fleet. I will try, And we will hurry.

so it's about 5 o'clock, what are you doing here? Like mila leave her What are you saying, Is our world coming home? Why do you think I found and sent you all there, because you are idiots, and you are not good for anything, you are dealt with mine, I'd like to chat with you, but I have plans to devastate the land.

I thought you were done with them, they have no idea what they're up to. Let's press the pedal let's go.

Landing will be. Oh no, the fleet has been captured.

Why did I join this mission? I will never see my family again. I lost everything Damn Danes sandwich and beer and terrible You can't even beat the Swedes and your damn proverb, who the hell lives in a glass house and who needs a bird in his hands?

I will talk to my God epidemic look at the ground, I think it will be fine.

Get your fucking hands up in the air, motherfucker. I think it's the best place to put your equipment. This water belongs to all of It will collect you will have my water after that.

Well, ordinary people Then they'd better start saving. our radars are spotted, strong signals still the ships are approaching the whole army. So much to build a car we will not build anything. you will be slaves and work for us.

Let's figure out the places it's dangerous for people You are a European slut. Don't move bitch or I'll smack your head. Can we contact these morons, and zoo, why is this necessary? He went to my moon and this one, Come on, stop standing. We're heading for the We want to leave the aliens and we don't have time for This is not a European lover of the world.

While everything is going according to plan, we will be ready in exactly one day. You have 12 hours, the Danes don't know how to work faster their work ethic has changed over the centuries.

Wrong Now you're the main thing, you have 12 hours, of course. I start counting.

This is our new secret entry maneuver program, check it out.

remember where the hell is, this is your Danya There she is So, Here it is Yes, I'll see for myself. What the fuck, cool boobs, don't touch, nothing goes here. This is a report to the end of the world.

All over again, someone ran away from your friend. Betrayal on earth, and she was taken hostage, my friend, at least the problem is solved, the platform is destroyed and we will be Wait there, Suzanne, I have to do something. I have had one friend in my life. when we were

I could either save the mission or save the I chose Gerd if Gerd died, I would have no one left in my life. Nothing worked to have the whole problem. Gerd was killed with a 60 point shot, And I was demoted to sergeant colonel. I forgot the most important rule in the army is mission first. But this was my chance to make things But this is wrong. You went to rescue me into a black hole. It wasn't like that.

I remember what you were talking about, but now we need to stop Maya must be stopped. He said we were losers. So what?, we'll stand like this and watch while billions of people are dying, are we really not able to do anything, really, we survived only to end ingloriously like We are not Losers, we are we are representatives of Denmark throughout the universe we do not abandon our people for higher purposes.

I propose to vote democratically. This is complete nonsense. I know who he might be.

Mom I had to go with the others to see the aliens. It seems to me that you have arrived. And what do we do now? Let's see? I'm sure they can be destroyed by something They can get sick and die. We have everything left.

slower beer You see, beer, of course.

We didn't come back if she would

But how are you? it the car needs to be stopped as soon as possible. Where is the control room there guys? Take the people as far away from here as possible.

Stop kicking around Let's split up to drive with me. Stay here and fix the door.

Come on,

10 minutes left.

I'm going no.

Jamil I don't feel, but I don't die cold. You haven't become a real Tatyana yet. You haven't seen so much I'll introduce you to ida davidson try her sandwiches. Be a father to my children, little Jamil, and Jamila. Promise to talk to my wife. And her children. Okay okay, with everyone, wait, there are photos.

It's wonderful wonderful.

Well done. We need to stop this car. And what is written here? You need to insert a translator, you can take mine well, just hurry.

Well, what's going on with them?

Look what's happening there. This is great. They succeeded. That's the adventure you are. What are you doing, a nuclear warhead is coming? Need to clean up.

And you couldn't read it yourself. about it to me And I thought you were just clumsy not now all over again. Namy head.

jar I said that I only had one true friend, seems not now. Now on two legs, sometimes friends first, then together.

ok, three friends.

Didn't want such a desert, a princess like you to look at my Oasis as he rises a damn field respects traditions.

Let the prospect count when my cousin told me Where will we spend our honeymoon, I think we will start with the Milky Way And after that, by the stars.

I knew right away that something was wrong with them, so I decided to take energy resources away from the population as far as possible."

It was fun. lol. but still bad.

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