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And they were Roommates (part 16)

A/N: No comment.

Warnings: Death, blood, adult content. (F-reader)

The dark sheets surrounded you. Black hoodie keeping you warm. You felt cold. Freezing. Riley was laying on top of the covers, close to your body, head turned to the door in a protective stand. He had not left your side for a single minute.

You had remained on the floor for a good hour, pain crashing over you, Riley remaining close to you. Once you had felt empty. You had climbed your way up, into his room. You could feel the tears burn your eyes again. Memories tearing you apart. You had grabbed one of his hoodies, slipping it over your head. You had gotten into his bed, and you cried.

You hadn't slept for a minute. You wish you could, maybe the pain would be more bearable. You had gotten up around 3 am, just to make sure Riley could go to the bathroom. The poor pup was determined to remain close to you. Somehow, you wondered if he had felt like this. If he had to bear the same pain when he had seen his soldier die.

You made sure to cuddle him once you had gotten back to bed.

Your phone was quiet for a few hours before morning hit. Around 7 am, it buzzed and rang repeatedly. You had turned it off. You closed your eyes. You felt tired, exhausted. The heaviness of the covers, the warmth of Riley made you almost fall asleep. Unfortunately for you, the doorbell rang.

Once. You ignored it.

Twice. You closed your eyes, the threat of another fit of cries dangerously close.

Three times. You put a pillow over your head.

Four times, someone bangs on the door. Riley growls.

Five times, more intense.

You groaned, horribly irritated. Pain mixing with anger. You threw the pillow back down, reluctantly getting up. It took a second, your mind dizzy. Yes. You were exhausted.

Riley followed you closely down the stairs. Now the repeated ringing and knocking was just making you furious. You flew the door open, once you reached the front door.

Worried faces stared at you. Kate. Melissa. Bishop. Coyote. They just stared. You probably looked awful. Red puffy eyes. Pale. It didn't matter. You stepped back inside, Riley shadowing you. You heard them walk in too. Heading to the kitchen for a glass of water, you started to hear their voices.

"Y/N…" bishop started.

You ignored it. You couldn't, you didn't want to, you didn't need it. This conversation. No. You needed him. Just him. And Price. You needed them both back.

The cold liquid sliding down your throat made you shiver. Did you have a fever? You were.. so.. cold. Riley grabbed your attention. He looked at you intensely. You followed him. He made sure you watched as he took a few pieces of food into his mouth and munched on it. You smiled at him. His tail wagged a bit, expectantly. He grabbed another bite. It hit you. He was trying to get another excited reaction from you. He was eating. Because it made you happy to see him eat. And right now. He wanted to see you happy.

You broke down again. You did, kneeling down to him, hugging the pup while you let out a broken cry. The girls were quick to move, running to you. They crouched down next to you, surrounding you with hugs. You didn't want this. You wanted to be alone. You shook them off softly, looking down at Riley.

"Good boy… you're a good boy…" you praised, petting him and dropping kisses to his head.

His tail wagged again as he grabbed a few more bites.

"Y/N…" Kate asked.

You shook your head.

"Darling… please…" Melissa asked.

You shook your head again.

"Soap, gaz… and Konig want to talk to you." Bishop said.

You stopped for a minute. They must be as broken as you. They lost them too. You took a deep breath.

"Alright…" your broken voice managed to produce. "After Riley is done eating."

So you sat next to him. On the kitchen floor. You praised him everytime he ate, trying to show your happiest emotions you could at the moment. You were proud of him. He was fighting. He had accepted to fight. You wondered if he realized you were as broken as him now. If he had found someone he could trust because that someone knows the hurt he had gone through.

Once he was done, you had gotten up, making sure to take his food with you. You had no intention to remain on base more than necessary but if he would eat again that would be amazing.

"Let's go." You said.

You headed for the garage, grabbing the keys of the black jeep.

"Wait. Y/N. You shouldn't be driving-" Kate tried.

"I will be taking his car. Me and Riley." You stated firmly. Leaving absolutely no room for discussion.

You continued your way to the garage. You felt a ping of guilt for the way you were treating them. They were trying to be here for you. But right now. You simply couldn't.

You opened the car, letting Riley into the passenger seat. Your head turned to the side, eyes meeting the black bike. You lost yourself in flashbacks. Wind, helmets, touches, kisses… passion. Love. You closed your eyes, turning your head away. You blinked your eyes open, trying to erase the new watery feeling again. You climbed into the driver's seat, taking a deep breath.

"Let's go my Riley…"

The ride to base was first filled with silence. But then you turned on the radio halfway through. You couldn't bear the silence right now. You parked in front of the IT building. You stopped the car. You watched the windows and the people. It took a few deep breaths before filanny opening the car door and stepping out. Riley didn't wait and simply jumped to the driver's seat to follow you out of the car.

The door closed, capturing a lot of attention. You could feel the stares. The sad stares. But you walked to the door, black dog in tow. You blocked out the world as you walked through hallways and stairs to the room. You had lost track of the girls, they were probably already here. You honestly did take a few more turns than necessary, dreading having to be on base. Walking into the room, everyone fell quiet.

"Get to work." You simply reminded.

You walked to your PC Riley sitting back to you, guarding you. You pet him.

"We'll have the connection ready in a few minutes." Kate announced.

You nodded, turning to your screen. You were there. Might as well work a bit. Terrible choice. You fell upon another picture. Dog tags lined up. Trophies. You felt dizzy again, breath quickening. Riley whined, turning to you and capturing the girl's attention. They ran to your screen.

You weren't reading. You weren't, you blocked it out. It would kill you to see their names. You closed it immediately. The girls only managed to take a glimpse of it.

"Sparrow…" Melissa called.

"I'm… it's…" you tried.

Ok? Fine? It wasn't. It was a lie. It was horrible. It was not fine, or ok, it was torture.

"Connection is ready." Someone called in a soft voice.

You got up, heading towards the usual screen. You felt your heart break at the sight of Konig, gaz, Grim, Áquila and Carkeys.

"Hey…" Grim tried.

"Hey…" you answered back.

"I am… so sorry…" gaz started.

"Me too. I'm sorry." You let out.

You frowned a bit.

"Where's soap?" You asked.

"Hum…" he looked away. "He… he's having a harder time than us right now…"

You nodded softly. You now noticed the girls behind you.

"What's the plan now?" You asked.

"Two options. They get ready for another extraction. Or they stay on field and catch the other cartel responsible for the ambush." Kate explained.

"We've already chosen." The heavy accent answered. Konig looked determined. Gaz too.

"You're staying…" you understood.

They nodded. You took a deep breath. Hopkins had walked into the room now. He had walked to you, leaving a little space.

"Hopkins." You called. "I'm heading to the field. Get my departure ready."

"What? Wait…" Kate tried.

"No. Wait. You can't come here… if LT knew-" gaz froze. The call blurred for a second.

"But he's not here… not anymore." You said. "I'm on my way."

"I can't allow that." Hopkins answered.

"I'm not asking for permission. I'm telling you." You warned. Your voice found a new strength.

"I forbid you." He said more sternly.

"You don't forbid me shit." You snapped. "I'm going on the field. With. Or without your help. The only difference is that once I come back, and the higher ups want to fire you, you'll either have my help to keep your job or you won't." You threatened.

You were now incredibly aware of the silence in the room.

"We'll be going with her." Coyote said.

"Melissa is staying." You said.

She frowned, ready to say something.

"Please. Amy needs her mom. And I lost too much already." You tried to argue.

She looked pained for a second, but nodded.

"I'll be going as well." Kate added.

You looked at her.

"Thank you…"

She nodded. Hopkins looked at you like you had all gone crazy.

"This is insane. I can't." He said.

"You can. And you will." You added back.

He looked agitated for a second. Probably trying to figure out what to do.

"We'll be waiting for you." Konig finally said.

The call ended. You looked at the black screen. Your reflection was almost pitiful.

"Go home. Rest. Get ready. I'll text you the departure day and time." Kate announced.

"I still haven't-" Hopkins interupted.

"You don't have to. If you have a problem. Call your superiors." You snapped again.

You stood up Riley following you. The girls headed out as well.

You had showered and started preparing a bag. Multiple gear, many equipements. Riley was laying on top of your bed, watching you. You had taken a few clothes from.. Simon. You needed them. You really wanted them. You thought about giving one away to Soap. To help him too.

Sighing, you looked around. Your head was just buzzing. You should eat something. At least a snack. You looked around, eyes passing over Riley's harness. You grabbed it, walking to him. He looked at you, ears perked up.

"You're coming with me. Because I'm not leaving you behind. But this." You let him sniff it. "This only gets put on if you want it. You do not have to go on the field." You pet him, making sure to drop a few extra kisses on top of his head.

You made sure to put Reaper in your bag as well before heading down stairs to eat.

When Kate had asked you to rest, you had expected to be able to take more than 10 minutes. Unfortunately it wasn't the case. Emergency meetings, phone calls, you had to pretty much snap at some of the highest military men in the country if not, the world. But in the end. You get what you want. Always.

You were due for the next morning. Everything was prepared. Bishop, coyote and Kate were ready as well.

You sat down in the living room that night. The tv's sound didn't seem enough to stop the silence. Riley cuddled with you. You felt the tears running down your cheeks again. It felt like the sound of his laugh echoed through the walls. The way he scolded soap or gaz. The games with everyone.

No. You needed to sleep. You really needed to. You stood up, Riley following you. You headed for his room again. You didn't think you'd ever want to leave the room from now on. But other people needed you. People who lost them too.

You slipped under the covers, Riley jumping on the bed, laying close to your body head towards the door. The words almost pained you. For a second you wished you were saying to both of them, but only one would ever be able to hear them again.

"Good night… Riley."

The next morning you woke up. Phone ringing. Kate was making sure everyone was up and ready. She had a car picking you and Riley up with your stuff. Of course you made sure the vet, sweet Dr Jenkins got everything for Riley. Food, vitamins and treats. You had indeed talked to Hopkins and Kate about her and made sure she walked straight from now on.

The plane ride was long, it made you even more tired, the girls seemed to simply roam around the plane while you sat with Riley. You nodded off for a few hours, Riley made you feel incredibly safe. Finally arriving on the base in Mexico, the plane opened to warm weather. You were the last to step out of the plane. Riley close behind. You were tackled in a hug before even realizing what was happening. Riley growled next to you, immediately getting agitated.

"Riley, down. It's ok." You ordered softly.

You were up in someone's arms, feet no longer touching the ground. Arms wrapped around his neck. The mohawk visible.

"I'm sorry.. I'm so sorry…" he apologized repeatedly, bringing tears to your eyes.

"No… it's not your fault Johnny… I'm sorry…" you comforted.

He finally dropped you down. You noticed the tears, the sniffle. You grabbed his face in your hands, making him look at you. After so long. You had started to see him as a brother. It made you feel so sad to see him like this.

"Johnny. It's not. Your fault." You told him.

He nodded, tearing up a bit more. He wiped his tears, smiling a bit. He looked down at the big dog next to you.

"So… that's Riley?" He asked.

"Yeah… you can pet him. He's nice." You said.

"He just growled at me…" he teased.

"He's very protective… a common trait amongst Riley's apparently…" you tried.

He snickered. He showed his hand to the dog who looked at you. You pet his head, showing there was no need to feel threatened. He sniffed Soap's hand before letting him pet him.

"Princesa…"

You looked up at the sound.

"Alejandro." You greeted.

He nodded. Gaz and Konig showed up as well with the rest of the team. You had received hugs from everyone. It made you suffocate a bit but you breathed through it. You stepped into their car, Riley next to you in the back. One of Alejandro's men tried to sit next to you, making Riley growl at him. Soap immediately took the spot next to you instead.

The ride home you remained silent listening to their conversation, Soap throwing a few glances at you. Once at their base, you stepped out of the car following them inside.

Soap showed you 'your room'.

"It was… Simon's one. If you're uncomfortable-"

"Thank you." You threw a little smile at him.

You grabbed into your bag, getting one of the hoodies out and walked over to him.

"You should have it…"

He looked down at it. You saw him tear up a bit again, but he thanked you, hugging you one more time before leaving you to rest.

You slept a few hours before going back to the team.

"You good?" Gaz asked..

You shrugged. You stopped in front of a table the group surrounded. Car-Keys and Grim sitting in front of laptops while the others stood.

"What do we got?" You asked.

"We have managed to quickly find the base the cartel is in. Not too far from the extraction point." Grim explained.

"We're ready to start a reckon and then get there." Alejandro added.

"We assume this cartel had something to protect. They probably felt threatened by the extraction nearby and decided to attack." Grim kept explaining.

"Intel?" You asked.

"Very probably." Kate answered.

"There's probably a whole bunch of stuff there." Car keys said, munching on something.

"But, this means the extraction…" Kate frowned.

"Was compromised." Aquila said, gaining everyone's attention. "The extraction point should have been secured. The cartel nearby should have been seen and the point moved."

"Someone fucked up." Soap concluded.

"We'll take care of that later." You nodded. "Right now, we get these assholes. Bishop, Kate and I will go on field with you. We aim for Intel."

They nodded.

"What? You can't go on the field!" Soap countered.

"Soap… I'm not good but I was trained. I can't fight like you guys but I know how to hide and escape. It's enough to get Intel while you guys get the cartel." You said.

"What if something happens…" Konig asked.

"It won't." You assured. "Not this time."

Silence fell for a bit.

"Alright. Let's start planning." Alejandro said, leaning forward on the table pointing at the map of the area.

After the briefing, everyone went to rest, getting mentally ready. You had stayed in the common areas, going through the Intel's on the laptops. Soap had walked in, sitting next to you.

"Are you holding up?" He asked.

"No?" You said with a small smile.

"I'm sorry…" he said.

"We had plans…" you said. He stayed silent, listening to you. "I told him… before he left… the house… next to yours so we could have game nights… a dog…" you snickered.

You felt your lip shake. "We had plans…" you repeated in a whisper. "And… this isn't fair…"

"You're angry. I know." He said.

"I'm furious. I'm in pain. Johnny…" he looked at you. "I see the way you look at bishop-... Margo." He looked away, hand rubbing the back of his neck. "Please. Don't let it happen to you too…" he froze. "Don't waste time. Don't waste it because… then things happen… and you never get to see your plans happen." You said, a tear running down your cheek.

His hand immediately rushed to wipe it away, making you look at him.

"You aren't alone. They're gone. But we're here. We aren't going anywhere." He tried to comfort.

"Oh… I know." You chuckled a bit darkly. "I'm not letting anyone take you away from me." You assured yourself while looking at your screen. He nodded in your peripheral vision before raising to his feet. He dropped a kiss on top of your head before walking away.

You looked at Riley laying next to you. It wasn't fair. None of this was fair. And you wanted to scream to the world you wanted to just yell at how unfair this was. You'd defeat the gods, you'd beg Hades like Orfeo did, for a single chance to get them back. If you could simply walk amongst the underworld, never looking back until you reached its doors, you'd make yourself blind just to make sure you could get them here.

You closed your eyes, sighing. You needed to sleep. You needed to. Once on the field, you needed to be aware of the situation. You needed to be safe and protect the squad. You decided to get to sleep. You had gods to fight.

The next morning the base was buzzing. Everyone was getting ready, setting up their gear. You were also getting ready, making sure you had what you needed to collect Intel. Riley had walked up to you harness in his mouth.

"Baby… you sure about this ?" You looked worried.

He poked you with his nose. You smiled.

"Alright…"

You had put on his harness, and a vest, he had switched to a very protective mode, you didn't even think it was possible. Once everyone was ready, a last briefing took place.

"Sparrow. Last chance to stay." Alejandro warned.

"Don't make me smack you." You warned back.

A few chuckled here and there and you headed to the humvees. You were truly not used to wearing a bulletproof vest. The black technical gear was ok but the heaviness of the vest was not comfortable at all. Riley remained at your leg at all times, jumping into the humvee with you. You tried to keep your nerves at a level you could manage.

"Sparrow, you stay close to us." Alejandro reminded.

You rolled your eyes but agreed.

Grim, Carkeys and Coyote we're keeping track from back at the base. Some were controlling drones, others were satelites. You looked down at Riley.

"There's nothing for a dog's ears? For the noise?" You asked.

"Hum… I don't think so…" gaz answered.

You frowned. You pet Riley.

"Alright. You stay. Close." Soap said once more before the humvee came to a stop.

"Yeah sure." You jumped out.

The team close to you, Riley at your leg. You followed, making sure to follow every order from Alejandro. You also made sure to order Grim, coyote and Car Keys through the comms. The first sounds of gunfire made you jump. You had already been on field, but only a few times. This wasn't your comfort zone.

You remained close to Soap and Konig. The blood. The deaths. You could handle it. It was still horrible and still made you nauseous… unfortunately, death had become an old friend. Time seemed to stretch, seconds felt like minutes. You moved forward, the boys clearing the way. The base was surrounded by smaller buildings, probably an old village they had captured. You had stepped around the corner when a man appeared. Riley didn't hesitate to jump on him. Konig ran to finish him.

You blinked.

"You ok?" Konig asked.

You wanted to yell no. The sudden realization that Riley could get hurt protecting you made you want to throw up… maybe it was the blood on Konig's knife too. You nodded, Riley ran back to you. Konig kept going forward, Soap not too far. You finally reached the base, the sound of gunfire was still too loud for your ears. Alejandro was already in with Rudy and Laswell. You followed through, backed up by another team. The sound now echoed in the walls and it was deafening. The headache was a sure thing once this was over.

You were torn between fear, anxiety and full on anger and rage. They killed them. Killed him. And you wanted them to pay. The way was almost clear. The first floor was completely raided. Half of the team went up, probably going after the cartel's boss. You on the other side, had noticed a door, further away to the side, hidden in the shadow. You had started to step towards it when a hand stopped. You turned to an absolutely half horrified half worried face.

"No. You don't saunter away." Soap said.

"I… i'm not. But look, that door." You said stepping closer to him, silently comforting him that you weren't going to run off somewhere.

"Gaz! Konig!" He called before turning back to you. "Stay behind me." He ordered.

You nodded. Soap walked towards it, in position. You were behind.

"Riley, stay next to me." You called.

He looked at you before stepping closer to your leg. Soap opened the door, gaz passing by you to back him up as Konig remained behind you. The door led down into a room, a row of stairs going down. Gaz turned to his radio, signaling their position. They headed straight down the stairs, now fully underground. Only the sound of the gunfire upstairs rang in a muffled echo. You frowned taking in the surroundings.

It was cold but mostly humid. A hallway stretched itself with a few doors on either side of it. You stopped towards one when a hand wrapped around your waist to lift you up, pulling you back in the squad. You turned to look at Konig as he put you down. If one thing was sure, Konig was a different person on the field. His eyes were determined, cold. You decided not to go against it. Soap threw a side glance at you to warn you again.

Suddenly someone appeared from one of the doors, gun pointed towards you. The boys were quick to react, shooting him down. You let out a shaky breath. Now it was time to check every door. The first one opened, it was empty. Second, a man was inside, chained. He looked scared, Spanish words running past his lips.

"Wait… that's one of Alejandro's men!" Gaz said.

Cold flash ran through you. You rushed out, the boys yelling after you. You opened another door and another soldier chained.

You ran again, the boys kept calling your name. Another door.

Riley growled. That's what you heard. Because you didn't anticipate being grabbed and thrown against a wall, a body keeping you there. You needed a second before realizing what was happening. Tears filled your eyes.

"DAD!!" You let out in a broken cry.

Price's eyes opened wide. You pushed away his hands that were holding onto your vest to take him in your arms.

He wrapped them around you as the boys ran inside the room.

"Oh my fucking god!" Gaz let out.

"Captain!" Konig called happily.

"Boys! What is she doing here?" Price finally asked, confused.

"It's Y/N. Do we need more explanation?" Soap joked, hugging him too.

"Alright… alright… let's leave this for another time." He reminded everyone.

"Price…" you called again.

He turned to you.

"S..simon?" You asked. The hope in your eyes was visible.

"Y/N… I don't know. He was with me but… they took him." He said.

"Let's keep looking." Gaz said. "But this time you stay!" He scolded.

You nodded.

"Are you alright? Did I hurt you?" Price worried.

"I'm fine… I'm fine." You assured.

He was alive. He was alive. He was bruised, and had a few cuts. He… was tortured. The thought probably made you pale, because he noticed.

"Hey. Hey. Look at me. It's alright. It's alright."

You wanted to cry and hold onto him. But he dropped a kiss on your forehead. He gently pushed you forwards to follow Gaz and Soap as Konig handed him a gun. You kept walking, Riley alert next to you. Some of Alejandro's men had joined you, taking their teammates out to safety and joining in on the search.

Another door, empty. Another one, a soldier, dead. Your heart was stammering, almost cutting out the noise around you. The last door opened. Soap was grabbed and pushed to the ground immediately. You passed by gaz watching the scene. Riley was ready to jump to protect him when you grabbed his harness holding him back.

The tattoo. The tattoo.

"SIMON!" You screamed.

He froze. He was on top of soap, fist in the air. Soap looked shocked.

"LT…" he let out.

"Soap…"

His voice. Fuck.. HIS VOICE. You let out a whimper. It caught his attention and he immediately turned to you, eyes wide in shock. He wasn't wearing his mask. They had taken his mask. He rushed up and jumped to you. You wrapped your arms around his neck, fully crying. He tried to shush you, hand caressing your hair. You were far gone. The relief you felt was overwhelming. He was here. He was here.

"Y/N… baby…"

His voice. His calling. Your name on his lips. You let go a bit, just to capture his lips. Fuck. His taste. Him. His lips. He groaned against your lips. He parted.

"What the fuck are you doing here…" he scolded.

"I'm saving my man." You answered in the same tone.

"She's too stubborn." Soap added as Gaz helped him up.

Konig grabbed a spare balaclava from his pocket in his vest, and handed it to him.

Simon grabbed it, nodding towards Konig before turning to soap, his arms still wrapped tightly around you.

"You ok?" He asked.

"Yeah yeah I'm fine. Nice reflex from you and captain…" he teased.

Simon frowned, turning to Price.

"Jumped on Sparrow… she's fine though…" price said apologetically.

You nodded away when Simon looked down at you. He then looked next to you.

"So we meet…"

Riley growled a bit.

"I think he's jealous…" you joked.

"Well… we're gonna have to share, buddy." He joked too.

"This is nice. But we should get out of here first." Gaz announced.

They nodded. Simon put on the balaclava before another soldier handed him a gun.

"Y/N-" he started.

"Stay close. I know!" You rolled your eyes.

He looked at you intensely.

"If you know, can you please do it?" Gaz said.

You looked away, feeling the stare of Simon burning through you.

"Let's go." Price ordered.

You followed, still in formation. Now one thing remained in your mind. They had seen his face. The comms rang, Alejandro warning that the cartel's boss was dead. Alright. Less threat. You had to get to their Intel. You had to make sure they had no proof of his face and they had no other information.

You had climbed up, back on the first floor. Alejandro and Laswell were shocked to see the two men. You took your chance to slip through their attention, Riley following you up. You tried to be careful, jumping over dead bodies, looking into rooms, making sure there was no one left. You were doing something stupid. Terribly stupid. But you needed to make sure. You turned on your comms into an empty channel.

"Richard." You called. "Car-Keys."

The static growled and a voice finally spoke.

"Sparrow? Any trouble?"

"No. I need help though."

"All ears."

You had finally walked into a room where various computers and electronics were. You quickly grabbed your bag, taking out flash drives and other things.

"I'm connecting to their equipment. Copy it for us and then delete it."

"Roger that."

"Really got that military code now." You snickered.

"What can I say, I know how to adapt."

You shook your head. You connected your own equipment.

"Got it. Give me a few minutes."

"Y/N."

You jumped, spinning around. Riley growled, mostly because of your reaction.

"Sparrow?! You ok?!" The comms rang.

"Hum yeah… just get the Intel." You turned it off.

He stepped to you. Furious.

"Simon-"

"I told you to stay close." His voice was dark.

"I.. I know but. I need their Intel."

He frowned.

"Why?"

"Because… you don't have your mask. I need to know if they took proof. If they shared it." You explained.

He sighed, lowering his forehead to yours.

"Don't do this. We need to get to safety. I can't lose you." He said.

"You can't lose me?" You chuckled bittersweetly. "I lost you… and I wished I died with you." His eyes widened. "And I'll be damned if I'd let anyone else try to take you from me."

He lifted his balaclava, trapping you in a heated kiss. You moaned against his lips.

"Si..mon.." you tried.

"You have not left my mind for a second. Do you understand?" He said, parting from you.

"Your eyes… your taste. Your smell, your fucking touch." He growled.

"Do you think it left my mind?" You countered. "I still can't believe you're here… Simon…" you whimpered.

"Hush baby… I'm here… I'm here with my bunny." He dropped kisses to your cheeks, your nose, the tears falling and wetting his lips. "I'm so sorry… I'm sorry I've put you through this."

You stopped him, making him frown.

"You didn't. They did." You said sternly.

"Got it." Your earpiece told you. You turned your coms back on.

"Ok. What you got?"

"Lots of stuff, too much to go through, good news, nothing's been shared, Grim is checking."

Simon didn't look away from you. He seemed mesmerized by you, like an eerie dream.

"What's more, they connected all their equipment to their central power system. Idiots could have blown themselves up with a simple DDOS."

You smirked.

"I got the Intel."

Simon nodded, pulling his mask back down. You got to work, taking back your things before putting your backpack on again.

"Let's go..stay close or I'm handcuffing you to Konig."

You gasped, shocked, but he pulled you with him. Riley followed, joining you as you met the others.

"You are… I don't even know what you are." Kate said, looking furious.

"Happy. Relieved. Thrilled? I don't know kate… perhaps lost in a god complex." You teased with a big smile.

She warmed up instantly.

"Good. Now let's go.”

Simon grabbed your wrist pulling you with him towards the exit behind the boys. He leant towards you, whispering to your ears only.

"Just so you know. I'm going to fuck the disobedience out of you, as soon as I can bunny."

You blushed, biting your lip. Everyone hurried back to the humvees, Riley getting in with you.

You turned to your comms.

"Car-Keys."

"Yep?"

"Blow it up."

"Really?! You're giving me permission?!"

"I'm ordering you. Check the drones, make sure we're far enough, and overheat the power system. I left a connection open."

"ROGER THAT." He answered excitedly.

"What are you saying?" Soap asked.

"Nothing." You smiled.

He frowned but quickly left it out. Soap finally decided to go for a hug and tackled Simon.

"Thought we lost you…" you heard.

Simon patted his back, hugging him back.

"Let's go sergeant."

Soap nodded, getting in the humvee with him. It roared as you started driving back to the base.

"I can't wait to have you home.." you whispered to him.

"I can't wait to be home with you…" he whispered back.

You smiled at him, eyes filling with relief again. He was here. He was safe, alive. Bruised and filled with cuts… but he was here. You felt dizzy again. Soap noticed.

"Are you alright?" He worried.

Simon's head snapped towards you.

"Y/N?"

"I'm.. I'm fine. Just tired. It's been a rollercoaster for the past few days. I'll rest once we're at base." You reassured them.

They nodded.

Far away, in the distance, a wrecking sound, an explosion was heard. Soap looked at you.

You simply smirked.

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SIKE.

keep your tissues nearby just in case.

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0blobthefish0 · 8 months

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Lucky

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part 2

Kate Bishop x Female Reader 677 words

Luck seems to sweep you off your feet, literally.

You hugged your coat tighter around you, your breath creating plumes of white in the bitingly cold air as you trudged further down the path. Your walk from home longer now that you had taken the scenic route through the park. Frost tipped grass lay untouched as it glinted in the sunlight and trees stood bare as they leaned over the path. Winter birds flitted through their branches and tweeted songs, a small smile tugged at your lips and you breathed in a deep breath that stung your lungs.

You hear a shout from behind you-

Suddenly, your feet are swept from underneath you. All oxygen left you as you hit the ground. Hard. There's no time to process before a slobbery tongue is lapping at your face. Panic rises as you try and move away to take a breath, but it's adamant and moves with you. Your arms cover your face as it tries to nose through the gap. And then you let out a laugh. A dog. It's just a dog.

"Sorry! God, I am so sorry." You hear and then the dog's being pulled away by the collar. "I tried to warn you but I didn't know what he was gonna do until it was too late," you could hear the embarrassment in her voice and you gave her a smile, her face obscured by the blinding sun behind her.

"It's alright, I'm fine, really," you chuckle getting up from the ground as she continues to apologise. You brush the dirt off of you before standing up straight. Your eyes widen as you look at the dog's owner - Kate Bishop. You're suddenly acutely aware of every beat of your heart because she was Kate Bishop, your high school crush. The person your friends used to tease you about, sending you knowing looks every time she walked into the room, kissy-faces behind her back when she was talking to you, and now she was in front of you.

"Well this is lucky," Kate smiled abashedly, recognising you too.

"Yeahh," you smile, "I haven't seen you since high school." Kate's smile drops slightly and she purses her lips.

"No, I-I meant the dog, his name is Lucky." Your eyes drop to look at the handsome retriever with only one eye, his tongue hanging out of his mouth as his back wiggles back and forth in-time with his tail. Your heart plummets into your stomach and you bite your lip nervously.

"Oh." Your lips are pulled into a thin line as silence falls over you. You can feel the sweat beginning to form, the awkwardness of the situation making you want to run away and to never see anyone ever again was prominent.

Lucky jumps up at you, breaking the awkward moment, and you're back on the ground, on your knees this time. A grin on your face as you scratch behind his ears and stroke his face.

Kate looks down at you with a soft smile on her face. Lucky has always been happy to see anyone, but he's never been so happy to meet you. Maybe it was fate; to run into you after so many years.

You look up to see Kate's blue eyes already looking at you and you quickly look back at Lucky before getting up. Silence falls over you again and you awkwardly turn to the side.

"Well I should- get going. Bye!"

And you're walking away before Kate can even reply.

Kate watches you and she opens her mouth before closing it; her shoulders sag and she turns on her heel in the opposite direction.

"Screw it," she mumbles under her breath and she turns back around. "Y/n, wait!"

Kate's jogging to catch up to you before she's standing in front of you once again. "How about coffee tomorrow?" She asks hopefully and you can't stop the smile from growing.

"Yeah, I'd like that."

"Great! Here's my number," and you're passing her your phone, "text me." You nod your head and she waves goodbye, Lucky's leash tugging her away.

#female reader #x reader #reader #fluff #reader insert #kate bishop #kate bishop x reader #lucky the pizza dog #Blob's fics #marvel #hawkeye series

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charpeach · 7 months

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I think you've created the best leshy and the best heket, both in terms of design and the posts and reblogs you've made.

but I would like to tell you that frogs don't have tails, heket is not a tadpole and that anura literally means tailless

Hi. I appreciate your message and thank you for the kind words about my designs.

Since the topic of Heket's tail seems to be appearing quite frequently in my and other artist's ask boxes, here's what I have to say.

This is your reminder that it is not okay to comment on people's artistic choices like that.

Art is art, and it begins in the artist.

Art exists to express its creator. It's to put their ideas, their love and passion towards a character or a franchise as a whole into something that others can see (listen to, read, touch, I'm not speaking just about paintings).

Art is a shared experience. It is to be observed.

And it is not an artist's job to try and fit their work into every frame that some people on the internet may have created for themselves.

Heket is not a frog. She may appear so, but her existence in a regural frog's body had ended very long time ago.

She's a goddess. A fallen and defeated one, at last, but the divine essence has intervened with her existence so much that it can't ever be taken away from her.

Frogs aren't fifteen-ish times the lamb's height. They don't have additional sets of eyes and the definitely do not have some weird crosses and tower looking like things sticking out their head. Oh, right, and they don't have tails too.

Cult of the lamb is a fantastic fictional world, with magic, relics, gods and ???. Narinder used to possess an ability to rip his face open and detach his eyeballs from their sockets to have a fight with lamb.

I don't see any good reason why in given circumstances Heket's current body can't have a tail. She still has other eyes and crosses, even though I don't include the latter in my art.

Once again, art is art and my design is my design. I've made that decision and I'm well aware that it may not be accurate to real life biology. Question awaits, why in the world should it?

I used to grow toadpoles into frogs in an aquarium a while ago. I've watched them go through every stage of development, I've seen them change and transform, and it isn't a momentary process. The tail doesn't suddenly fall off. The toadpoles first grow their back legs, then front ones, and by the time the latter are fully formed, they still have their tail for about a day or two. So, here's your biological explanation: her current body is very, very young.

I chose to include the tail in the design as a metaphor of bishop's rebirth. Her mind may be old, but right now she's like a child in a world that is so new and unfamiliar to her. She has to go through everything that all young people have to.

This post might seem just out of place, as if I'm looking too much into a simple comment like that one. But I've seen just one too many artists bullied into thinking that their ideas or choices aren't valid and do not matter. They were forced to change their beautiful works because someone else had told them to.

So let me tell you something instead.

You don't have to change your art. You can make whatever artistic choices you want, and they are valid, and they are beautiful, because they are yours.

We wouldn't have a quarter of the diversity and creativity in art if a long time ago one artist their contemporaries claimed to be weird and incorrect submitted to them and returned to only drawing what they thought were allowed.

Frames are to be broken.

I love you all, thank you for reading this.

#art #fanart #my art #cotl #cult of the lamb #artists on tumblr #fan art #heket #follower heket #cult of the lamb heket #cotl heket #long reads #artist #digital art #digital drawing #drawing

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Notes from the Lamb

Out of all the Former bishops, it seems Leshys appearance changed the least. While it’s weird seeing him adorned in red and not cloaked from head to toe, his physical body was preserved well. Hutre says Leshys grass-like fur is soft. ‘Perfect for napping’ he reported. He never lost his digging ability and more often then not you’ll end up tripping over holes in the crop store from Leshy stealing flowers. After a few months in the cult, a few kids somehow convinced him to let them ride on him. Don’t know how that happened but I’m glad he’s settling well. Hekets next.

Finally made a properly colored Leshy lol. Gonna slowly create and color all of the bishops follower forms with little notes attached from the Lamb as a way to introduce how they act in my au.

I feel Leshy, being the youngest, actually has a knack for caring for kids! And by caring I mean he gets them to cause as much chaos as possible while the lambs not paying attention and Hutre is taking a catnap on his tail. The lamb knows they need child care so they end up assigning him to that, with a supervisor of course!

#cotl #cult of the lamb #cult of the lamb fanart #cotl leshy #cult of the lamb leshy #leshy #rhtt au

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romanoffsbish · 1 year

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Meet the Fockers Bishop-Belova’s

Natasha Romanoff x (Dr.Doolittle)F!R

Bishova 🥰

Liho to the Rescue (Part 1)

Natasha has a mission, entrusting you and Liho with Yelena, Kate, and their dogs that couldn’t be more different, and you (un)fortunately get to spend a week getting to know all of them intimately.

"Lucky Bishop, you are embarrassing us in front of the guest, sit still."

"But Fanny! Look! No matter how fast I go, my tail never gets closer, it's crazy isn't it?!"

"They're so uncultured, this is why cats are the better option. Imagine being a dog person."

To the women before you exchanging familiar friendly greetings it is a normal occurrence, the dogs barking while the cat lazily meows atop of Natasha's shoulder. To you though, it's an interesting engagement that you almost feel bad for intruding on, but not enough to not laugh out loud, instantly drawing the attention of all the humans, and animals before you.

——

"Oh, let me introduce you all to my girlfriend," Natasha beams, gently tugging you forward and right into her side for a comforting hug, "This is Y/N." Yelena immediately gasps and steps forward, "The animal whisperer right?"

"Yes she is, I can no longer have my thoughts to myself," Liho groans, and you lean forward to glare at the feline, and he tilts his head back in challenge, "Yes, that's me, and if you're curious I offer interrogation services, it's how I found out that Liho ate Nat's hoop earrings."

"You promised!" Liho shimmies onto Nat's other shoulder and swats at you, "Yeah, and you just dissed me, served you right, jerk!"

"This is so cool! Tell me, what's Fanny thinking right now?" Yelena jumps in place, clapping her hands together in obvious excitement.

"Well, I don't invade their thoughts, so why don't you ask her, and I'll respond for her."

"Fanny, my truest love, what's on your mind?"

Your girlfriend and you bite back a laugh when seeing Kate's face scrunch up in offense as her aloof girlfriend drops to her knees and cups her pooches face, "Tell my new friend baby."

"Well, for starters, I wish for Lucky to stop breathing down my neck, it is bothersome," she barked curtly, "Then, I would like to go to the barn and chase the chickens to decompress."

"She's very, um, well," you paused, looking to your lover for help she simply couldn't offer you, "She'd like some personal space, and she wishes to chase the chickens to get it."

"Mention Lucky, she's too clingy!" she barked shortly in your direction, and you smiled sympathetically at the whimpering retriever, "She'd also like for me to mention that dear, sweet Lucky's a bit too clingy at times."

"Kate Bishop! I told you that Lucky was crowding her, didn't I?" she scolded, then gasped, "Oh my god, I'm a dog whisperer too!"

"Go ahead, chase the chickens moya lyubov'," she pecked the pooches wet nose, then rose back up to face all of your stunned faces, "What? You expected me to say no to her?"

Natasha turned to you with an apologetic smile, "I'm so sorry detka," she nuzzled her nose with yours and softly pressed her lips to yours, "I'll only be be gone for a week."

"Don't worry Natasha! She will be fine!" Yelena boasted, then your girlfriend shook her head as you were torn from her, "Now, we have fun!!"

Natasha blew your shocked form a kiss from the car, then she sent up a prayer to whatever higher power listening that you don't breakup with her at the end of this sure to be long week.

—

"How's it going moya lyubov'?" Natasha asked through the phone, and you shot her a smile, but it didn't reach your eyes, "I miss you Nat. It's so cold without you to snuggle up to."

"Aww baby," she cooed as she lifted the phone closer to her face, as if that equated to comfort, and in a way it did as you giggled softly at the sight of her nostrils, "You can cuddle Liho."

"No, she can't!"

You rolled your eyes, and Natasha smirked in understanding as she heard the cat plop onto the ground after you gently nudged it with your foot, "Can't you two just get along, for once?"

"We once did, then she betrayed me, and never gave me my can of tuna after doing so!"

"Blame Natasha! I tried to, but she said no tuna for naughty cats, and you just keep acting up!"

"He broke my limited edition nunchucks!" Natasha shouted, reaffirming your stance, and it seemed to soften the black cat a smidge.

"Hmph," Liho meowed angrily while plopping onto your chest, giving Natasha a view of his butt instead of you, "I want my damn tuna."

Natasha gasped, "Did he just swear?"

"Uh, I'm not even going to ask how you know."

"Easy, when you bicker he meows like that."

You chuckled softly, "Goodnight Natty, be safe please," you smiled at your awkwardly tilted phone before blowing her a kiss that she caught, "Always am, I can't leave you two behind, you'll likely kill each other if I did."

After you set your phone down on the bedside table you whispered softly, "I love you Nat."

"Why don't you say it to her instead of the air?"

"Because, I don't think she's there yet Liho, and the last thing I want is to scare her away."

"You're being dumb then, she's totally in love."

"Be nice, or you can sleep with the dogs."

Liho's defiance instantly faded, he nuzzled into your chest, and began to purr so loudly you couldn't hear your insecure thoughts, making your trip into the realm of unconscious fast.

Natasha stared down at her phone with a sad smile, she'd accidentally pressed mute over end, and in turn she heard your confession.

It felt wrong, she knew she didn't mean to do it, but she has yet to hang up so she also didn't do the right thing. At this point you were snoring, an adorable sound she's grown used to. Honestly, it brought her comfort, and that was good because she was in a state of shock.

Natasha knew she loved you, it wasn't hard for her to breakdown the emotion, but she's never been on the receiving end of such a feeling. Romance hadn't even interested her until she first saw you, it was like everything she ever knew went right out the door the second your sweet voice broke through her steel walls.

With how easily she fell though, it was as if her walls were only made of paper for you. You cracked the code, and your reward was her battered heart, and you accepted it wholly. That much apparent now that you'd confessed in presumed secret that you loved her too.

Natasha whispered softly with a smile, "I love you too," before the line finally went dead.

"I knew it," Liho meowed tiredly atop of you, but fortunately you were too gone to hear.

—

The following morning you awoke when the sun peaked through the blinds, making Liho purr in thanks for the newfound warmth. It was a moment of total bliss, then the sounds of dogs excitedly barking led to you wincing once sharp claws penetrated through your thick sleep shirt and then the skin of your breasts.

"Stupid canines, do they not know how to keep their volume at a maximum of total silence?"

"Jesus, Liho are you sure you're three? You act like an elderly man with kids on his lawn."

"I do not get your inference, but I will say kids are annoying too, so I understand the man."

With a gentle touch you removed the cat from your chest, then you entered the bathroom to get your morning hygiene done, and while doing so you saw Natasha had texted you.

*Good morning krasivaya, I miss you, and I'm counting down the days until you're back in my arms. Have fun (if you can—again, I'm sorry), I will try to call you later, but I might end up being forced to go no contact.*

You frowned, but you understood that she had a job to do, but it wasn't long before you were smiling as she'd also sent you some photos. There was a selfie of her smiling, then you got to see the reason for her excitement as the next photo was of her with a stray calico kitten that you have an inkling you'll be meeting soon.

There was a final photo, and you audibly awed at the shot of you two on the couch, you were giggling and Natasha was holding onto you tightly from behind, with a par-visible grin as she pressed her face into your neck.

*Don't forget about me as you snuggle Liho*

—

When you finally ventured out of your room you made your way to the kitchen to find Kate alone while studying for some math course.

"You wouldn't happen to know how to find the x would you?" The raven haired girl asked you tiredly, and you chuckled softly, "Not really, I've always found it's best not to question them, but to instead leave them in the past."

Kate rolled her eyes playfully, then went to refocus on her paper but then her dog barked, catching her off guard, "What is it honey?"

"Well mama, you needs to get all like minded variables to the same side, then you'll get what she needs. Which would make x = 10 here."

Kate's eyes widened as you regurgitated Lucky's tip, she stared down at her dog in bewilderment, "Oh my gosh, my dogs a genius. We should call all the local news stations!"

"Kate, you guys live in the far away woods."

Kate deflated slightly, "You have a point."

After you collected your psyche, you moved about to get breakfast as well, then just as you were about to leave Kate stopped you with a hand in your face, "Wait! I just want you to know I knew how to do it, I'm smart too!"

“Don’t worry darling, I figured as much.”

——

A few days into your stay and you were feeling as if your only purpose was to service Yelena and her need to be in constant communication with Fanny, who was growing irritated by it.

"Ask her," you quietly groaned along with the poor dog who's head now burrowed beneath the pillow in her dog bed, a sign you'd think a well trained spy would catch, but she didn't.

"Tell her that she is worse than Lucky."

"You know, I think Fanny's tired."

"Y/N Y/L/N, I know my dog, she is not tired. We've not even taken our morning walk yet."

"I just want to know, does she prefer to take selfies with me or to live more in the moment."

"Tell her I'd actually like to live alone."

"She's very much all for living in the moment, now, if you'll excuse me I need to go pee."

As you passed the kitchen you saw Kate wearing a smile, "What did she really say?"

"Nothing the blonde’s heart can handle."

Kate nodded, "I figured as such, now go, hide in the study, Yelena hates books, she says they are just tiny, evil distractions, but actually, and don't tell her I told you, but she read Marley and Me and never went back in there again."

“That’s understandable… Welp, I’ll be going now, you’ll know exactly where to find me.”

——

The week you spent at the Bishop-Belova's was interesting to say the least, and unpleasant if you’re being honest. Finding yourself in the middle of an all out war sealed that in for you.

“Kate Bishop! Take your hand off of Y/N, she is mine!” Yelena yanked you away from her lover with all her might, and in doing so she nearly dislocated your shoulder, “My sisters girlfriend makes her mine before it makes her yours!”

“Yelena! She is her own person first, and you are making her miserable, it’s always: Fanny this, Fanny that, oh, what does Fanny think?” Kate shouted back, arms waving around like crazy, and you knew this was reaching way beyond yours and Fanny’s overall discomfort.

“What about me? What about my thoughts?”

Yelena’s brow’s scrunched, “I don’t need to hear them, I can read them on your face.”

“Oh, can you really now?” Kate arched a brow, and you watched as Yelena visibly froze up, and though this wasn’t your business you hated watching the poor girl struggle to understand.

“If I may,” Kate reluctantly nodded, so you gently touched Yelena’s arm, then leaned in to whisper, “She is feeling unappreciated, maybe you could take her out to a nice dinner.”

“Unappreciated? I appreciate her always!” Yelena shrieked in offense, “Who cleans her bow and arrows?” Kate frowned, “I do.”

“Yeah, the wrong way, so I go back and fix it,” Yelena boasted, and you saw a lightbulb of sort flicker behind the archers now widened eyes.

“Yelena, please tell me you’re not the reason I almost took Clint out on a mission last week.”

Yelena smirked, “I can neither confirm nor deny, but I can say it wasn’t my intention, more so a happy little accident in favor of my glee.”

“What did you use? Grease?” Kate shrieked in wonder and the blonde tentatively nodded.

“Welp, I’m going to chase the chickens again,” Fanny barked out of nowhere, you watched as the fluffy Akita stretched its entire body before making the great escape. Lucky whimpered as his ‘friend’ left, “I’m going to chase Fanny.”

“When is Natasha returning for us?” Liho questioned stoically while jumping atop the table before you out of nowhere, “I’m not sure I can handle their bickering for much longer.”

“Oh, because we’re so much better?”

Liho tilted his head, the cat’s equivalent of a shoulder shrug, “At least with those I win.”

“You do not!”

“Do too!”

Natasha watched from the doorway as the pairs of you were readily going at it, she found the sight rather amusing really. That was until Liho pounced onto your back when you tried to walk away, meanwhile Yelena was in a chokehold because she didn’t know when best to do that.

Natasha suddenly cleared her throat, spurring Liho to dart down the hallway as a tactic of self preservation, and for the couple hosting you to straighten up, and run away upon seeing the unamused glare of the one who trusted them.

Once they were all gone you ran into your lover, but pulled back from her embrace just as a soft hissing came from beneath her hoodie.

“Natty?” she smiled bashfully, “Don’t get mad.”

With a gentle movement the redhead pulled her hoodie forward, allowing the kitten you recognized from the photos to peak its little head out so that it could silently observe you.

“Ugroza,” Natasha smiles widely as she tells you the newest additions name, “It fits her, it means menace; we’ll call her Roza for short.”

“Liho isn’t going to appreciate this,” you teased while moving to hug your lover much slower this time, with the now sleeping cat snuggled between your bodies, “He’ll get over it,” she shrugged her shoulders playfully, then she leaned in to kiss you with total tenderness.

“I missed you so much Natty,” you whispered as you nuzzled into the side of her neck that the cat wasn’t perched upon, “Don’t leave again.”

Natasha sighed, “I wish I never had to love, but the world needs saving, and you protecting.”

“I’m sorry you have to worry about me, I wish I wasn’t so helpless,” you lamented, and the redhead immediately moved to hug you tighter, “Helpless or not I’ll always worry Y/N, I never stop worrying about those that I love.”

Natasha smiled as you choked on air, the small breath released hitting her skin causing her to shiver lightly, “You love me?” you looked up at her with untrusting eyes, it hurt her, but she couldn’t blame you for being scared, because she herself was terrified, but you were worth it.

Worth facing the unfamiliar feelings, and for her to express them openly, “Of course I do.”

“I-I love you too,” you squealed, bringing her in for a kiss that hardly worked since the two of you couldn’t stop smiling long enough for your lips to really touch. “Like, I love you so much!”

“Yeah?” she chuckled softly as you nodded with a glee to rival her own, “I love you so much too detka, more than I’ve ever loved anything.”

“That’s rude! I’m so much better than her,” you harshly rolled your eyes, “Welcome back Liho.”

Liho climbed up your back, disregarding your many grunts of pain, and as he settled on your shoulder he zeroed in on the new feline.

“Who is this, and why is she cuddling with my mother?” he tensed on your shoulder, and you held back a giggle to avoid obtaining his wrath.

“Liho, meet Ugroza,” Natasha lifted her up, and the black cat lifted his nose upwards, “Fitting.”

Natasha looked to you for clarity, you simply shook your head with a smile and she mirrored your action before leaning in to kiss you softly.

“Since when do you understand Russian?” You mused while following your lover out to the car, “It is a common word mother uses, so I don’t know what it is, just that it’s not good.”

“At least you’re aware that you’re a menace.”

Natasha scooped Liho up from your chest to nuzzle him gently, “Don’t worry, mama loves you both, and you’re gonna love Roza too.”

After ensuring both felines were buckled in tight Natasha rounded the car to ensure the same for you. She tugged to test the belt’s security, causing a warmth to flood through you, it was such a simple thing, but the way she cared for your safety above all was telling. It worked wonders erasing any remaining doubt you had that she didn’t really love you.

“I love you Natty,” she smiled over at you from the drivers seat, her hand fell atop of yours on the gear shift, “I will never tire of hearing it,” she put the car in drive, then brought your now conjoined hands to her lips to lay a gentle kiss to your knuckles, “I love you most detka.”

“Thank you for kidnapping me a year ago,” you genuinely relayed, but you were also wearing a silly smirk that made Natasha cackle rather loudly, “Thank you for letting me darling.”

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I don’t normally ask, but someone somewhere mentioned a part to this R where she and Nat get trapped in a Jurassic Park crossover, and I’m curious if anyone would want that 👀

❤️ Kaitlyn 😂

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yelenasdiary · 8 months

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For Flufftober 🤭

It's Kate's and Readers first Halloween together as a couple. The two spend the whole day at home handing out candy for the trick or treaters. Kate is the one who is handing out the candy while Reader bakes some cookies and other stuff for the Avengers Halloween party that they're going to at night. The two dress up in a couples costume (you can pick whichever one you want) before they head to the avengers compound.

-🌊 (I know it's not much but this is all I got 🙈)

Trick or Treat

Pairing: Kate Bishop x GN! Reader

Summary: You and Kate spend your first Halloween together.

Warnings: Smut implied? But other than that, none | 1.7K

AC: I hope you enjoy this! Thank you for requesting it, it was so fun to write! x

October Special Masterlist

Halloween, a spooky day for all small and tall. Kate, your girlfriend, had spent the night at your small townhouse home and of course she had brought Lucky. Kate turned your house into a nicely decorated house that screamed your name all over it into something that Claire from Modern Family would most definitely approve of. It was your first Halloween together and she had invited you to join her at the Avenger's compound later tonight for a Halloween party that Wanda and Nat had planned out, mostly Wanda of course.

Kate secretly loved that you lived in a family orientated neighborhood, given that her apartment was on top of a pizzeria, she doesn't get any excited children knocking on her door trick or treating. A large pumpkin shaped plastic bowl sat on the dresser by the front door, overflowing with candy and treat sized chocolate bars for Kate to hand out while you baked some Halloween themed cookies and cupcakes for the party later on.

"Look at you Lucky!" you smiled widely as he sat at your feet, tail wagging while wearing a horse saddle costume finished with a fake wig, Kate entered the kitchen in a red wig with a single plait hanging off her shoulder topped with a red cowgirl hat.

"Yodel-ay-hee-hoo!" Kate says with a put-on country accent while swirling a lasso, "You found Woody! Good job Bullseye!" she added. You couldn't help but chuckle at how adorable the cowgirl was, "I bet you've been waiting all month to say that" you replied.

"You bet ya!" Kate placed her lasso on the countertop and gently pulled you in for a kiss. Since Kate went a teeny bit overload with the Halloween decorations, she suggested that you, Lucky and her dress up a little more child friendly when she noticed just how many younger children lived in your neighborhood and who doesn't love Toy Story right?

With Lucky dressed as Bullseye, you as Woody and Kate as Jessie, it was almost criminal not to get as many photos together as possible. Kate didn't only have a great eye when it came to her archery but also when it came to her photography. She set up her digital camera in front of a blue back drop and set the timer for 10 seconds. The three of you posed for a few photos before Kate heard the doorbell ring, her first trick or treater for the day!

"Twick or Tweet!" A small child no older than 4 smiled with his candy bag open wide, he was dressed as Miguel from Disney's Coco. "Happy Halloween little dude!!" Kate smiled as she kindly put 3 pieces of candy into his little bag. "Thank you!" He waved before he turned to walk back towards his parents who waited protectively at the end of the walkway, they smiled at Kate before she closed the door.

"Looks like you've got the door covered, I'll get a start on the cookies" you gave Kate a little tilt of your cowboy hat before making your way to the kitchen.

Every few minutes the doorbell would ring through the house and Kate would answer it with Lucky sitting beside her feet. The kids said the iconic line before they noticed that Lucky was also dressed up, he got plenty of pats and Kate even showed them a trick that she had taught him recently. Lucky would carefully pick up 2 pieces of candy from the bowl and place it in the kids candy stash.

"Bishop! Get your fingers away from the icing mixture!" you scolded as you took the try of freshly baked gooey chocolate chip cookies, placing the on the countertop for cooling before putting a second tray into the oven.

"I didn't even do anything!" Kate lied, licking the tip of her index finger. You turned and shook your head at her, "you can help decorate them when their ready and after, you can eat the left-over icing" you offered before you made a start on making cupcake mixture.

Kate was just about to distract you by wrapping her arms around you from behind when the doorbell rang again, and she was out of the kitchen faster than you could blink. It wasn't long before she was back, hovering around you waiting for a spare moment to capture your lips in a kiss.

Once the cupcake mixture was made, you began to pour some into the cupcake cups. Kate grabbed a teaspoon as you did so and scraped some mixture out of the bowl before quickly dabbing some of it on the tip of your nose. She chuckled proudly before leaving the spoon clean of mixture while you shook your head playfully at her and placed the bowl on the countertop, "come here" you looked up at her. You dipped your finger into the mixture and waited for Kate to come closer before you wiped it on her left cheek.

"Don't waste it!!" Kate joked as she dipped her finger into the mix and wiped a strip of mixture from your forehead, over your nose and to your lips. "Says you!" you raised a brow only to be shushed by Kate kissing you deeply, "well" you smiled against her lips, "I guess if you do that again it'll make up for it" you added.

Kate didn't hesitate to kiss you once more, the taste of red valet cupcake mixture on her lips reminded you of the slight mess that she had just made on your face. Another ring of the doorbell broke your kiss but seeing the excitement on Kate's face every time the doorbell rang was enough to keep you from giving her a pout.

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"Baby, we're gonna be late!" you call out as you look at the time on your phone. The cookies and cupcakes were decorated and ready to take over to the compound in Tupperware. Kate and you had changed costumes, Kate called this one Murders Ken & Barbie. "I'm ready!" Kate walked out of your bedroom in a black suit with a pink undershirt paired with some black shoes, her hair tied back with some loose strands rounding her face, fake blood markings on her face and neck added to the murder look.

"Babe, you're drooling" Kate chuckled as you were stunned at how great your girlfriend looked. You wore Barbie's iconic pink and white gingham dress with a couple of steams of fake blood to add to the effect. "I'm sorry, but god damn it!" you replied. Kate pulled you closer to her, "Thank you Barbie, you look rather dashing yourself!" she spoke, softly smiling at you.

"Do we really have to do to this party?" you asked, your mind racing with other ideas. Kate caught on quickly to your train of thought and lightly bit her bottom lip, "and miss this chance to show you off? I don't think so" she replied before kissing you softly, "besides, you've got all night to get me out of this suit" she added with a wink.

#yelenasdiary asks #🌊 anon #fanfiction #kate bishop x reader #kate bishop #flufftober #hawkeye #marvel

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fairlyang · 5 months

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Present 🏹

in which kate unwraps her present

w/c: 2.8K

pairing: kate bishop x f!reader

tags: 18+ smut. fluffy at first, horrendous ugly xmas sweaters, flips a switch, teasing, groping, grinding, fingering, sweet aftercare, more fluff, matching jammies and hats, hot chocolate

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You were sitting in your living room reading a book with Lucky napping on your leg and Christmas music playing softly in the background when suddenly the front door bursts open. In comes your girlfriend Kate with loads of bags in her hands.

She dumps them on the floor then closes the door before pointing at them with a wide smile. "I got you something." She says and goes through her bags unsure which one to show you first.

"This won't be good." You mumble petting Lucky's head before he jumped down to greet her while you closed your book and put it on the coffee table.

"Hey buddy!" She exclaims pulling away from her bags to play with him.

His tail was wagging back and forth since he hadn't seen her all day because she was out shopping without you. There was no one to babysit him and she didn't want him to stay home by himself while you both shopped for hours. She feels too bad.

So you told her to go by herself which you would soon regret.

She pulls away and opens a bag, digging in it for a few seconds before taking out a sweater for Lucky. She gasps and holds it up to him, he excitedly sat down waiting for her to put it on.

She takes off the price tag and quickly slips it on him with ease. "Go show mama your new sweater!!" She says and points to you.

He quickly runs up to you and does a little twirl before sitting down, tail still wagging, tongue happily out. His sweater made it seem like he was an elf, with cute little red and green cotton balls on it.

"You look so handsome Lucky." You said and scratched behind his ears which made him tilt his head to the side.

"I knew I had to get him a few things and absolutely adored that sweater!!" She says excitedly, taking tags off what looks to be a bunch of toys.

"You have great taste baby." You coo, taking a quick glance at her, and fixing the collar on Lucky's shirt.

She then dumped brand new toys she got him onto the floor. "Santa!!!" She yells and squeezes the toy's belly, making a loud squeak noise that instantly got his attention.

He sprinted towards her and grabbed the toy out of her hands before running off to some other part of the apartment, toy still getting squeaked.

Kate turned towards you, holding something behind her back. "I got you the best thing I've laid my eye on." She says, standing up and walking over to you.

"That's only making me nervous Katie." You chuckle and she shrugs.

"I promise you'll love it." She replies and takes a seat next to you.

She then moves her hands and places a sweater on your lap. You grab it and hold it up only to burst out laughing.

"Now Kate-"

"Please try it on! Pretty please." She pleads, giving you your best puppy dog eyes which you couldn't deny.

"Fine." You mumble and get up, walking towards your shared bedroom.

You tried to take a peak at the other bags she had before she quickly spun you around and made you go to the direction of your room. "No peaks!!!" She exclaims, pointing a finger at your face.

"Ugh fine! All I'm saying is you better have an ugly sweater too." You groan and she gives you a thumbs up.

You walk away, entering your bedroom and closing it shut before taking a closer look at the sweater.

And of course it was an ugly Christmas one.

Because Kate bought it.

It was a red sweater with white snowflakes all over it, with green stripes along the entire collar, cuffs of the sleeves, and the bottom of the sweater. But worst of all it had a big gold bow on the entirety of the chest with a gold strip right through the middle.

Oh but the absolute cherry on top was the "You're welcome" tag attached to the bow.

How the hell Kate always found the weirdest of sweaters ever is beyond your knowledge. And how she finds worse ones after every year....

You sigh and take off the hoodie you snatched from her side of the closet before leaving it on the dresser. You then slip the sweater on and pray it wasn't itchy.

It surprisingly wasn't but it felt almost heavy? There was just so much going on and the colors were atrocious.

Sure it was the colors of Christmas but it couldn't be a sage green? Forest green?

It was all way too bright but the things you'd do for Kate....

You took a deep breath then let it out before opening the door and going back to the living room only to find Kate with her back to you.

"I swear to god Kate Bishop if yours isn't as ugly as this one-" you start but she turns around, shutting you up.

Your eyes widened and you brought a hand to cover your mouth.

And there was your lovely incredible Christmas loving girlfriend in an ugly Christmas sweater.

Somehow more ridiculous than yours but it was the tiniest bit cute on her.

So it technically wasn't fair.

She moved her hair back and grinned, "what do you think?"

"It's.... Ugly?" You say unsure what she wanted to hear.

It had different blue and white patterns along the top and bottom, with thick red strips along the collar, cuffs and bottom of it. But what made hers so.. different was the fact that there was a Santa on it.

With his sleigh.

And physical plushie reindeers flying it.

And colorful pom poms along the sleeves.

It was truly horrendous but the reindeer, the most ridiculous part of the entire sweater, somehow made it look cute.

Maybe only because it was Kate that was wearing it and you thought she looked good in absolutely everything...

"I don't even wanna know where you got them." You cut off the silence and she chuckles before taking a step forward towards you.

"Not like I'd tell you anyway!" She teases before reaching up and tugs on two strands of your bow.

"S'cute." She mumbles under her breath making you snort.

"Yeah right." You groan making her laugh.

"You make it look cute, pretty girl." She coos, wrapping her arms around your waist, pulling you closer.

But her reindeer then poke your chest and stomach making her pull away slightly. "I do have other actual cute things for us but I just had a thought..." she mumbles, leaning in towards your neck.

She left a soft kiss on your skin, not caring about your sweaters bothering each other. "And what's that baby?" You ask quietly, already having a slight idea.

"I wanna unwrap my present." She murmurs against your skin making you let out a sigh.

"Don't gotta say it twice." You breathe out and she hums, kissing up to your ear then nibbling on your earlobe.

"You're so gorgeous." She murmurs as she pulls away and quickly grabs your hand leading you to your bedroom.

"Eager much?" You tease making her groan as you walk into your room.

She closes the door and pushes you against it, slipping her leg between yours and with her hands gripping your hips. "Acting as if you don't want me to." She coos and gives you a little pout.

"You're such a tease." You whine and she grins.

"Good." She mumbles before going back to your neck but this time immediately sucking on your skin then leaving a wet kiss on it before finding another area to mark.

You moaned as she left another mark and your hands made their way to her hair, slightly pulling on it how she likes it. "So did you- j-just see this sweater and thought of this?" You stutter making her chuckle and pull away.

"Kind of. I know you appreciate a good dirty joke." She says with a smirk on her face.

"So are you gonna unwrap your present?" You ask lightly fluttering your lashes at her and she only shrugs before grabbing your hand, bringing you to the bed.

"I will.. but first I wanna see something." She says and you both walk to the edge of the bed.

"Lemme just see something really quick.." she mumbles and gets on the floor.

She brings her hands up to the waistband of your sweats and she pulls them down all the way. You step out of them and she whistles. "I'm so lucky."

"Speaking of-"

"He's fine!"

"Now back to where we were before..." she says and walks behind you.

Her hands were all over your body, the bow making noises that irked your ears but as soon as she started groping your tits you didn't mind.

Your ass was directly on her crotch now and you did what you had to and started grinding on her as she squeezed your tits. "Mmm Kate." You moan and she grinds her hips against you making you both moan.

"Bet you're already all soaked for me, aren't you baby?" She whispers in your ear as she pinched your nipples softly.

You moan and lay your head back against her, she leans her cheek against it as you relaxed into her arms. You continue your grinding making her groan and hump against you. "God you're driving me crazy baby." She moans and goes back to kneading your tits.

"Please-"

Without another word she grabbed you and put you on the bed with her jumping right behind you, literally.

"I wanna try something a little different okay?" She says and you nod.

"Just need you."

"I know baby, I know." She coos in your ear as she helps you get comfortable between her legs.

She makes you kind of lay your back against her then slowly starts trailing her fingers over your body. You lean your head back and buck your hips up already wanting her touch so desperately.

"Patience my love." She coos in your ear making you whine.

But she decided to be nice this time and gives in. Her right hand goes straight down to your already spread legs and her fingers start trailing up and down your soaked slit.

She bites her lips not expecting this much wetness already but then again it was you. And you'd get wet from the littlest of things.

You just loved Kate's touch so much.

And your dampened panties were proof of it.

"Katie please, I need you so badly." You whine and she hums.

You reached down and moved your panties to the side which made Kate chuckle before dipping her fingers in and instantly feeling your arousal soak her fingers.

You moaned and bucked your hips up but Late brought her left hand down and placed it against your stomach to somewhat stop your movements.

"Poor baby already so needy." She coos as the sounds of your wet cunt fill the room.

"Katie." You moaned and felt your eyes roll back as she teased your entrance with the tip of her finger.

"Shh it's okay baby, I've got you." She murmurs and slips two fingers in making you gasp.

Your left arm went to clasp hers which she was happy to see, you were just so cute wanting to continue touching her.

She slides her fingers in slowly then pulls them right back out making you whine until she brought said fingers up to your fingers which you subconsciously opened.

She slipped her fingers into your mouth and you closed your eyes, tasting yourself while you sucked on them. "Good girl." She purred making you moan against her fingers.

"Such a good girl for me." She whispers, giving you a kiss on the cheek before she took her fingers out and went straight back to work.

She slipped them in and this time didn't stop and started immediately fucking them into you. You clenched against them and you kept your eyes closed just for your immersion.

Her fingers always worked their perfect magic on you and you'd never grow tired of it. She always came up with new ways so you never grow "bored" but you never would anyway.

Her left hand moved up your body and came up to squeeze your left breast. You grabbed that arm and just held onto it, not wanting her to stop anything she was doing.

She started pinching your nipple as her pace went harder, faster. Your greedy cunt acting as if it hasn't been getting played with and just sucking up her fingers and enveloping them easily. "F-Fuck-" you whimpered and she kissed your cheek again.

"Feel good mama?" She asks and you nod feverishly.

"So tight too. I'll never grow tired of it." She purrs making you whine once again as she started fucking her harder.

By this point your cunt was pouring out a mix of wetness and creaminess juices, no doubt about to stain the bed.

But that was the least of either of your concerns as you tried spreading your legs out wider and it sure helped. Kate was now able to fuck you deeper but before she did she added a third finger.

At the new angle she was now hitting that sweet spot that had you passing out and seeing stars.

And you've yet to open your eyes.

"Oh fuck Kate— mmm god it feels so good—" you moan and grip her arm as you bring your right hand to play with your right breast for even more stimulation.

"Taking them so well pretty girl." She coos making you moan and you swore with just her praises alone you could come undone.

"Mmm Katie please- please-" you whined and she swore under her breath.

Her boxers were already a mess and your pretty moans were not helping her case. Not a complaint but god those moans drove her insane.

"So beautiful, fucking perfect." She murmurs and you quickly bring a hand down to rub your clit.

You rubbed fast circles on it and soon enough felt your orgasm approach. You figured out you always needed clit stimulation to cum until you met Kate and you suddenly didn't need it.

But sometimes it still felt good to cum that way anyway.

You let out a melody of whimpers and mewls as Kate's fingers were hitting your g spot harder now. You felt that all too familiar feeling in your stomach and your body began to shake.

"Cum for me baby, let go." She whispers and you do.

You let go and cry out as your orgasm hits you and leaving you a shaky, breathless mess. You move your hand away as Kate slowed down and left her fingers inside. You were breathing heavily and Kate brought her left hand to yours and held it softly.

"Did so good for me baby." She praises and kisses your cheek sweetly.

She slips her fingers out of your gently and you finally open your dazed eyes just in time to see her bring them up to her mouth. You look up at her in adoration and just sigh as your breathing calms itself down.

"Didn't even unwrap your present." You mutter and she giggles before wrapping both arms around you softly.

"Sorta counts."

"It does not."

"It should."

You then sit there in silence, enjoying each others company until Kate moves and positions you so your head is on the pillow. "I'll be right back." She whispers, giving your forehead a kiss before running off.

She came back after a few seconds and comes in with some plaid pj pants. "I got you red and green but because I know you love this green..." she says and takes the tag off before putting them on you.

"Perfect! Now I'll go wear my red ones and next week we flip flop." She says excitedly making you smile.

She was the sweetest and most thoughtful, caring person you've ever had the pleasure of meeting and you couldn't believe she was your girlfriend.

How you got so lucky was beyond you but you felt so grateful you found her because she was absolutely your soulmate.

The pea to your pod. The peanut butter to your jelly. The yin to your yang.

Your other half.

Because of her, you were a happier version of yourself and it was all because of how perfect of a girlfriend she was.

She finally came back only this time with her new pj pants on, a hat with the lower half of Santa, and two mugs.

Lucky came in behind her racing towards you, immediately jumping on the bed with another hat which he left on your lap. This one being a cute Christmas tree.

"See I have good taste." She says with a big grin.

"You have the best taste." You respond, grabbing the hat and putting it on.

"How do I look?" You ask as you grab the mug Late was handing to you.

"Absolutely perfect." She sighs and looks at you adoringly.

#kate bishop #kate bishop x y/n #sapphic #bisexual #lesbian #kate bishop x female reader #kate bishop smut #wlw #kate bishop x reader

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call-me-enn · 4 months

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Today i worked on Bishops. I have two version in my mind. First the normal follower form and second the same just with their oryginal robes they wore before Lamb defeat them.

First is Leshy... I love how he turn out. I wanted him to be skinny and tall just like worm or larva he is. This little sticks which stick out from his head and tail make me feel so fucking happy.

Next is Heket. i think she's the tallest from all and the biggest. To make her look more powerfull i make her legs shorter than her body but more thicc. I think this make her body type more hot lmao. I'm not sure about her bandage around her neck and how it swing like a scarf... i need to think more about it.

Kallamar give me vibe of little boy who is scared of everything so i make him the shortest from all and this cute little face. He turn out to be little creature i want to protect with my whole life nvksjfhadkfendc

The last one is Shamura. This one i least like. They looks silly but at the same time wrong... Their body type and everything looks good but their head and their little mindless eyes just don't work out somehow. (Btw in this pose you can't see it but they have 4 arms :P)

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slushiecookie · 5 months

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There's slightly religious imagery, but that's it lol

Thankfully my last post did pretty well so here's Father Novel's friend!

My beloved: Bishop Sorrel ❤️ he used to be a really religious guy like Father Novel, but as he got older, he realized that while the pay was good, he would much rather be doing other things with his life, like sleeping. Sadly for him, bishops can only retire at 75 😔

However, the demon apocalypse allowed him to retire 28 years earlier! (No surviving church ppl = no church job)

While this provided temporary relief for him to pursue his dreams of doing nothing forever, he quickly realized that he'd just bought a very nice house and....uhhh he needed that $150,000 salary back to pay it off :')

Many places were hiring because most of their employees were also killed off, possessed, or wanted to enjoy the freedom of the apocalypse, but Sorrel doesn't do work, he does what he wants, which is when he takes back his position of bishop to pronounce Father Novel as an exorcist 😌

Now, for his personality, Bishop Sorrel is pretty impatient, blunt, slightly apathetic, and, of course, a bit lazy, however, he's certainly humorous and honest so he's not the worst... I think lol

As for his design, I gave him claws and a tail since I thought that my recent designs were...very boring and just regular objects with no weirdness going on! So I had to give him something since the whole point of this world is to embrace the weirdness of my many object OCs, the likes of them having random tails and wings and such :D

And the "shadow" on his head isn't actually a shadow, it's just a little marking since I think it makes him look permanently annoyed and that's how he feels about Father Novel ^^'

#artists on tumblr #object show community #my art #original character #osc #object oc #object show oc #object shows #oc art #art #artwork #digital artist #oc ref sheet #oc reference #glowball's ocs

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gluedwithgold · 4 months

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Time for some LORE!

TLDR for those who don’t wanna read my wall of text: Leshy feels out of place among the old faith and believes the other bishops fear his power and don’t respect him so he makes his own cult. The others don’t like that and try to stop Leshy. Big fight ensues, four bishops injured, Leshy gets imprisoned, and the green crown gets lost in Darkwood.

Leshy, the youngest of bishops and newest edition to the Old Faith had always felt out of place- No. He KNEW he was the odd one out.

War, Pestilence, Death and Famine. They were the four horseman of the Apocalypses. They were a team. Just the four of them.

Originally, Leshy had thought the older bishops simply feared change. That they were stuck in their ways and with his domain being that of chaos, it had disrupted the balance the Old Faith had grown comfortable in .

But it was HIM they feared. They clearly feared the unpredictable powers of the green crown. They couldn't control him and it SCRAED them.

Shamura couldn't teach Leshy their traditions. Tradition was boring and Leshy wasn't one for the strict routine Shamura tried to enforce.

Narinder and Heket couldn't scare him into submission. Leshy had laughed at the idea of his older siblings trying to boss him around like he was one of their followers.

And Kallamar… We'll Kallamar had always been a coward through and through. The pathetic squid god would say what the others were too proud to admit.

There was no place for Leshy in their faith.

Since there was no place for him in the old faith, Leshy would just make his own faith! With a following of those who respected his domain. Then when his siblings saw how powerful he was they would HAVE to respect him.

Leshy isolated himself from his older siblings without warning and focused all of his efforts on making his own cult grow. The older bishops didn't pay any attention to this as they thought Leshy had finally gotten the message and was taking the teaching of the Old Faith seriously. Oh how wrong they were.

His following has always been much larger than his sibling's as Leshy was rather lax with the rules and his followers could usually do as they pleased. This made him more favorable among the mortals.

And as his following grew, so did his power.

It was only when followers started leaving the old faith to join Leshy did the other bishops realize what their youngest brother had been doing. They needed to put a stop to this before Leshy took his "New Faith" too far.

Attempting to confront Leshy was a horrible mistake. A horrible, horrible mistake.

This would be the first and hopefully last time any of the bishops would ever seen raw chaos magic in action as they witness the power of the green crown and for the first time see Leshy's eldritch form.

~~~ BATTLE AND AFTERMATH ~~~

-Kallamar was the first to be attacked by Leshy. Kali's ear's were permanently damaged by being too close to Leshy screaming while he transformed into his eldritch horror form. Kali was left deafened immediately after the attack. Leshy then flung Kali through the forest with his tail and chased a panicked Kallamar until their other siblings arrived. Kali chained the tail shortly after Heket managed to restrain Leshy for long enough.

After the battle, Kali's paranoia only grows as he believes Leshy is still watching him from the shadows. Now unable to hear, Kali is constantly looking over his shoulder and hold his weapons at the ready, much to the dismay of his followers who might get a blade pointed in their face. He does suffer from auditory hallucinations which only make the paranoia worse

-While attempting to muzzle Leshy, he grabbed Shamura in his mouth and burrowed violently through the ground until Narinder captured him. Shamura experience permanent head trauma from the attack which had also left them severely traumatized. They chained the upper body.

Shamura was left a shell of their former self. Not only from the brain damage but from the grief they feel over failing their youngest sibling. It was Shamura's job as the oldest and wisest bishop to teach their ways and they failed to reach Leshy. If they had only tried harder. Tried to understand how the chaos god saw their world. Shamura had the powers to stop any of this from happening and yet they still failed them all.

-Heket's throat was slashed open by one of Leshy's antlers while putting the collar shackle on him. This was the only attack from Leshy which was purely accidental. Heket was the first to successfully chain Leshy. She chained his neck.

Heket now has to speaks telepathically through her crown as she was muted by the attack and it pains her to try and speak. She was the sibling Leshy was closest too and his betrayal hit her hard. Was she too hard on the young god? Was she not hard enough? For the first time in her long life, Heket questions her choices. Her uncertainty manifests itself as unbridle rage as her iron grip over her cult only tightens.

-Narinder was the last bishop to arrive shortly after Shamura, he had gotten his left arm bitten off while attempting to restrain Leshy and rescue Shamura from the jaws of the rampaging worm. He chained the lower body.

After almost dying at the hands (mouth?) of Leshy, Nari has been struggling with the concept of his own mortality. The god of death himself being afraid of dying? How painfully ironic. Despite all this, Nari is the one to visit Leshy the most out of all of the siblings. The two of them, were never that close by any means but Nari will occasionally check in on the youngest god...

#cult of the lamb #cotl #cult of the lamb au #cotl au #agent of chaos au #au lore #bishops of the old faith #leshy #heket #narinder #kallamar #shamura #no beta we die like followers at random #srs I cant leave them alone for two minutes #grammar is a social construct #i like angst a lot

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cowbok · 3 days

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Between Life and Death (Cotl AU)

A silly AU were Lamb is the God of Life and Narinder the God of the Death (Your usual lol)

Kay kay! Little drabble of that concept below!

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One day, the god of Death decided to go to the realm of the living, to take a moment of rest from his duties.

On his way, he heard a faint crying. He followed it, out of pure curiosity. And what he saw left him in awe.

On a patch of grass and moss, another god was sitting. They were crying. Their tears falling to the ground made the soil burst into dandelions and saplings. Their wool knitted so delicately with flowers as red as blood, and covered by a beautiful fleece that shined with the grace of a sacred pond.

They felt observed, raised their head, and meet with Death's gaze

"How rude" They said.

"It was not my intention, God of Life. I was just passing by"

"To collect the souls of my children, i suppose. Is that right, God of Death?"

"No. Not for now" His tail swung around under his blood stained robe "Could i ask something?"

"Let me guess. Why was i crying?"

"Yes... That"

The lamb-like bishop stood up. They were not known for mingling a lot with the other bishops, for they were responsible for the suffering of their creations. But for Narinder, the bishop of Death, Life was so interesting.... So extrange, full of color and warm, unlike his realm. His brothers would not be so kind with him if they knew... He wanted to posses Life.

"It's the bishops... Your brothers..."

"My brothers?"

"Yes... They are so cruel... War, Pestilence, Famine and Chaos..."

"Have they hurted you?!" He felt ichor boiling under his skin

"No, my children, dear Death. Your brothers are the reason why the suffer. I bring them to this realm with so much love, and the bishops cause them so much hurt... Alas, that is the price of life, it seems..." They lowered their head. The spring-lamb looked so dull.

Narinder frowned. There wasn't much he could do about that... But...

"Lamb, i can promise you one thing. For your creations may suffer in this realm... They'll always find rest in mine" He said, and gently approached the sorrowful god.

"Do you mean it?" The Lamb sighed. Golden eyes meeting Red ones. "You'll take good care of my children?"

"As good as i can, yes."

"Thank you, Narinder"

And so, a deal was formed, between Life and Death.

#cotl lamb #cult of the lamb #cotl narinder #narilamb #narinder x lamb #cotl au

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iridiss · 2 years

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Returning to an old friend, my Cult of the Lamb x Night in the Woods crossover AU to expand on the concept of the relationships between the Bishops and their Witnesses. And also to finally give these characters proper designs! Under the cut is a helluva lot of writing elaborating on these 4’s history with their respective Bishops and their designs.

I’ve played around with the ideas of either having the Witnesses be anthropomorphic in their Eldritch Forms, matching the Follower designs and giving them the same level of autonomy as their minds possess, or to make them more beast-like, closer resembling Leshy/Heket/Shamura’s Eldritch Forms in their wildness, and closer resembling the animals they are. But in the end, I could tell that some characters, like Angus and Beatrice, would be better off beast-like, like a giant hulking bear made of trees and foliage and flowers that tries to crush you, or a crocodilian, Lovecraftian deep-sea “sea monster” that tries to snap you up from the watery depths, additionally as a small nod to the giant animals in Mae’s dreams (the bear and the crocodile.) But characters like Greggory and Lori especially would be more on the slightly anthropomorphic side in their Eldritch forms, with Gregg resembling a large and bloodied hound, and Lori being a mouse with too many eyes and too many slithering tails (as an additional reference to the Rat King or something Eldritch). Lori is still small, even smaller than Mae, but armors herself with a coat of spiders, who are a fundamental part of her attacking style. We’ve got an ancient Forest Lord, a brown bear that’s become one with the trees, a Bloodhound, a Lovecraftian sea monster from the dark Hadal Depths, and a rat that’s become one with the spiders in the attic.

As for their history with their Bishops, let me tell you a story of 4 parts.

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The Gods were never kind to Angus.

Leshy’s rule was one of chaos, and Angus must’ve been the most orderly and logical person in the entire cult. Leshy believed in raw strength alone, and as a big brown bear, Angus guesses he had potential enough to be “worthy.” What a joke that was. He was the pawn of a child, breaking whatever Leshy threw a fit over. Being an incredibly prideful leader, Leshy made his own rule that none of his Witnesses could see better than him after Narinder’s betrayal robbed him of his eyes. So per Old Faith law, Angus’s sight was removed, completely. He learned to adapt to the viciousness of the wilderness, relying on his other senses to survive and keep himself in Leshy’s good graces. He grew more at home in the woods than he’d ever been before, he memorized how to make flower crowns and weave crafts out of grass. Over the decades, moss grew amongst his fur and dark branches from his head, with Camellia flowers woven into his fur. He may have been afraid of Leshy at first, when he was younger, but now he had grown to be nothing but tired. This was the way things were, this was the irrefutable demand of the universe and the beings that ruled his every breath. He was nothing more than a measly ant. There was no point in fighting it, when Leshy could strike him dead at a moments notice. “This is the way it must be,” he would say to his victims before their inevitable execution, “there is no other option.”

And then another option came in guns blazing, screaming and mowing down the Old Faith like a hurricane on acid. Almost overnight, Leshy was dead, Angus had been beaten, stripped of his power, and thrown into someplace new. Everything had changed.

At first this was every drop worth freaking out over, but…here, the night was serene, the mortals happy and oblivious of any harm, all the screaming had gone away. It was so quiet here.

The truth is, Angus was a gentle giant who’d much rather study the stars than go on bloody crusades. Mae’s new way took some getting used to, but it was worth it. He was cautious at first, not exactly cynical, but he would have been unsurprised the moment “a catch” manifested. He was slow to adjust, having lived his whole life still in one place. But in time, he realized the depths of the scars he bore from Leshy’s destructive rule, everything Leshy had done to him and forced him to do when all he cared for was soft flower petals and damp grass after summer rain. He had his quiet place now. He was finally free.

Helping him get through it, and understanding in his own unique way, was this little obnoxious coyote that Angus…vaguely remembered to be Heket’s Witness? He seemed sweet, sincere, fuzzy, a bit loud, but he understood. Maybe he’d be better off staying here for a while, with Mae, Gregg, all these happy little mortals, and whoever else comes along.

Greggory Lee had a purely militaristic bond with his General, the Goddess Heket. He was her best soldier, her hunting dog. He tracked down the heretics and runaways, and once he found them, he put an end to them, just as Heket commanded. Like a bloodhound to a rabbit, he was loyal. Except, Gregg will always be Gregg, so whenever he was under the impression that Heket was busy or not specifically watching him, he would go to town with whatever chaotic fun he wanted to have that day, consequences be damned. If she was all shout-y serious military business, then he was a wildfire let loose the second her grip loosened. And to a degree he was never fully aware of, his wild antics supported her empire with the sheer fear they instilled on the mortal civilians. At any time, War’s bloodhound could come raging through the village, pillaging whatever he thought was shiny or cool, blowing up whatever was combustible, setting fire to huts and ignorantly letting it spread, and if you opposed the Witness of War himself, you might just get eaten. The chaos was humbling. Gregg was never fully aware of the extent of the damage he caused, it was all good fun for him. That was the job, that was what he was made for, fun. He never quite saw their faces, just ran in, had a good laugh, and left. He was so bored, he might as well do something with his time.

It took a pretty extreme event in order to force him to see the full picture. His first ever doubts started to sink in during the great sheep extinction. The Old Faith had received a prophecy from Shamura: Death was coming. Their only hope to survive would be to kill every last sheep and ram on the continent. Only thing is, there was no way to make this not personal. To track down every last one, to get in their face, make eye contact, see their final moments, hear the screams up-close, feel the bodies go limp in the vulnerable snare of your own bloodied teeth. Becoming the very real version of a child’s worst nightmare, the bogey monster out to get them, was unavoidable. Gregg was…never quite the same, after that.

He was the first to fully and openly accept the death of the Old Faith, immediately embracing the new rule of—well, not exactly The One Who Waits, but Mae was pretty cool. He liked her. As a follower, Gregg is still a bit disaster-prone in the commune, occasionally setting things on fire on accident, but it always sends him into a panic that promptly cleans up whatever mess he makes. He’s a bit of a handful, but he’s incredibly loyal to Mae. He’s doing everything he can to be a good person now.

He had no bond with his Bishop. The only connection he had to the Old Faith was one he’d deeply regret for the rest of his life. Mae on the other hand, all she ever asked of him was to live happily and peacefully in a commune, she never asked him to massacre thousands of innocent souls for something as petty as a rule, or a God’s ego. Death to the Old Faith, he says. Why should he care?

Out of every Witness, Beatrice would have been with her God the longest. Her memories of a mortal childhood had grown fuzzy and distant. Beatrice devoted her whole life and future to Kallamar, giving up everything she had just for him. To her, devotion wasn’t something you did out of joy and love and reverence for your God, devotion was knowing how to survive. This was the way of life, and she would see to it that every last order was followed through with shining marks and perfection. And wherever Kallamar’s cowardice slacked, she would pick up the weight, she would carry his entire Kingdom on her two shoulders alone. This was survival, this was life, this was truth, this was wisdom, this was responsibility, this was reaching the top and staying the best of the best, the Queen of fear and order dictating the helm of an entire Empire crushed under her foot. When this was the brutal truth of reality and life, why would you waste time thinking about a happy merry-go-rainbows imaginary life, when you should be doing your job? She needed this. This was everything.

And then the Gods began to fall. Leshy had died. The ball had dropped. She didn’t know it was possible for a God to die, but sure, Leshy was of the weaker kingdoms. She should have seen it coming a mile away that the youngest runt of the Gods would eventually be snuffed out. But Mae kept going, and then Heket fell. The Goddess of War and Wrath, defeated.

Kallamar’s fears grew worse. The target fell on his back next, and Beatrice knew that sniveling coward couldn’t take the blow. She prepared herself to fight, her time had come, it was her throne to take. She was ready, but for some reason, she was trembling.

And then Kallamar was killed. The other shoe dropped.

Everything that Beatrice had been repressing for decades, maybe even centuries, came back to hit her in the face with a baseball bat. Mae had destroyed everything, and now the responsibility of bringing back the Old Faith and killing an unstoppable force had fallen on her shoulders, with everything else. The Land of the Old Faith was in crumbling disarray, and she desperately tried to fix it and put it back together in the 42 hours (or less) she had left to live. This was nothing more than a deranged little child, a single cat. She could beat her. She could fix it, she could fix everything—

She lost.

Something Beatrice was only able to realize after every last drop of responsibility withered away was just how exhausted she was. She was worn thin, hanging by a string that was tearing. When that string was finally cut, she could freefall, right into the comfort of a safe little idyllic, bright and merry, imaginary commune.

“What the fuck.” Was the first thing she said when she saw it.

You couldn’t just get rid of the Old Faith, you couldn’t just rewrite all of reality itself. Mae was only one woman, how could she possibly have stopped all this? But she did, and she had the insanity to keep going. What the absolute fuck. And worse yet, Mae had spared her life! She had the audacity to kill her captor and “set her free,” she had the audacity to break everything she’d ever known, thinking you could just let go?! This was unheard of!

But then again, Bea hadn’t taken a nap in decades. Actually, she wasn’t sure if she’d ever slept in the past century. She hadn’t ever experienced the peace and fun of dreaming. And now she had a schedule entirely of free time, whether she liked it or not. Beatrice…took a very long time to warm up to Mae. And it took even longer for the shock to fade, to stop feeling weird about this new, free place she was put in. Before Mae, she was overworked, slowly losing herself down the rabbit hole leading to a very dark place. And as time went on, she could finally see herself again, and as she looked at the other Witnesses playing in the grass and making gay little flower crowns, she realized what she could have become if she continued to silently, secretly fall apart. She…could be happy now. Maybe. She’d have to find out if that was even possible…

She also had to admit it was incredibly satisfying to see Narinder, the last God, doing janitorial work while she could sit back and sip on her pina colada made of Darkwood berries. If only she could have seen Kallamar finally do his job while she took a much-needed break.

Lori Meyers was a young, mortal mouse, always the outcast amongst her peers and village-mates. She preferred to keep to herself, hidden far away in the dark that was comfortable, that was predictable, that was beautiful. She found things like bugs, gore, guts, the night, horror—especially spiders, she loved spiders— she found them to be so cool, but for some reason, no one else did. And that made her the weird one. Growing up, all of these things that she was told by her peers deeply got to her, making her quick to become quite anxious before she’d ever share a cool looking bug with someone she liked, because it never turned out well. She wanted to be fine, isolated all by herself in her dimly-lit caves infested with spiders, earwigs and centipedes, she was the only person she ever needed—but even still, she always wanted to have someone to talk to. She would kill to have someone that would hear her talk about how centipedes and millipedes have these super epic pores that shoot out hydrogen cyanide gas that poisons their prey- or- or how cool and exceptional it is that jumping spiders have the brain power to effectively use the scientific method by constantly studying their environment and learning from their mistakes!

And like a miracle of the Gods, she did find someone.

Shamura and Lori likely had the most positive relationship out of all the Bishops and their Witnesses. Lori was scared of them at first—and that never truly goes away, when you’re dealing with a mighty Deity of the Old Faith. But when she spoke, they listened, and in response, they showed her new things to study. When she posed curiosity in unknown species of insect and creature, they would lift her up into the treetops with their colossal, claw-like legs and show her the truth. Shamura cultivated her mind, gave her all the resources and books she needed to learn and grow and become the true scholar her peers could never be. She learned fast, she had a quick wit, and a love for learning all that Shamura’s realm shined best in, and thus she quickly seated herself, obliviously, as the best heir to their throne.

An apprentice to follow in their shadow, a student for only the greatest of minds. The only thing is, she was so young…some way or another, she would have to grow up into a monster. A killer, an executioner, a judge. That would be where the doubt set in for Lori. She only wanted to learn, she never wanted things to come to this, but when not only your God but your closest friend gives you an order…

Lori was devastated with Shamura’s defeat. Her only ally was dead, she was alone again, and to make everything worse, she was the very last line of defense meant to stop Narinder from taking over the world. On one hand, she felt very small, and still very much a child, but on the other hand, she was full of rage and covered in millions of tiny spiders that could feel her grief as much as she. She still ended up losing, reluctantly succumbing to The Witness of Death and becoming a follower. She clung the most to Beatrice in the cult, as the best person who could understand her, but also as someone who tolerated her ramblings. It took her a while to warm up to Mae, and to fully understand the necessity of Shamura’s death. That would come with time and years of gradual reflection as she grew up in Mae’s cult.

The lesson that Lori would teach Mae about the Gods would be two things, one directly from Lori, and one indirectly from her. One would be how much Lori would challenge her faith in TOWW without ever truly dissenting, acting as a mirror for what TOWW’s horrors might look like. The other would be Mae looking at how Shamura kidnapped this child, isolated her from her family and parents, and raised her to be a murderer against her will, and how much indoctrination and manipulation goes into a cult just to make someone still fully believe in their leader even well after they’ve been seriously hurt by them. Lori was a more complicated case than Angus or even Gregg, but she still had her scars. And if Lori had been tricked by the Gods, had Mae been tricked as well? To what degree did TOWW suffer the same flaws as his siblings, to what degree was Mae a gullible child in the hands of a master manipulator, to what degree was this right? Was serving these Gods even worth it? What if she only did what she wanted? What if she just wanted to be happy? What if she was like all four witnesses before her, what if she threw her bat away and rejected this Old God’s offer? Sure, she was small, sure, she was an insect screaming against a mountain, but damn it, they only wanted to be happy. Mae, Angus, Gregg, Beatrice, Lori, all of them.

But this time, she could do something about it. She was the God-Killer. She could make it whatever she wanted, and Narinder would be a fool if He thought she wasn’t going down without a fight.

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