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nella09archive · 7 months

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Marriage. 57

Chapter 57: Mom’s amazing

It’s almost Gohan’s 12th birthday, and mommy is taking me shopping. She wants my help picking out the perfect gift for big brother. But I don’t know what we should get him. Maybe a book, he likes those. But he has a lot of those. Maybe one of those comic books. Or a toy. Mommy says he’ll like anything I pick out for him.

We’re walking out a shop when we see a man running. There’s a lady running and screaming that he took her bag. Mommy looks angry, and chases the man. What is man trying to do? She can’t beat a big guy like that. No mommy… Uh? Did mom just flip him? How is that even possible? Mommy is so much smaller than that man. Oh, mommy is dragging him across the street. Mommy gave the lady her bag, and binning the guy’s arm back, and tell him to ask for forgiveness. Wow! My mom is so cool!

Gohan always said how mom was super strong, but I never believed him. I thought he was joking, since she’s mommy. I know Uncle Geta is super strong, and big brother is super strong, too. But mom? This is the first time I’ve seen her like this.

When we get home, I watch mommy closely. She’s able to pick up big stuff with ease. Can’t every mommy do that? She’s able to do things very fast. But can’t anyone with practice? Sometimes, when she has free time, I see her working out. I always thought that what every mommy does. But is it really? I have to ask mommy.

“Mommy.” She looks at me. “How were you able to beat that bigger man? You’re so much smaller.”

She smiles. “I might not look it, but your mommy is one of the strongest women on earth.”

“Why you say that?”

“I just am. I was always strong since I was a little girl. Lots of meanie used to challenge mommy, but mommy always win. Mommy always win. I even was one of the top 8 at the Martial Arts Tournament, alongside your father.”

“Wow! So cool. Are you able to beat daddy?”

“Yes and no.”

“Uh?”

“Yes, because I’m his wife. And no, because he’s stronger.”

“So cool! I wanna be strong too! Teach me mommy. Please!” She had a concern face, and for the moment I think she’s going to say no. I was starting to feel, and discourage.

“I’m not an easy teacher. So, don’t expect special treatment.”

I just couldn’t hold back my excitement, and hugged mommy. “Yes mommy!”

…

It’s Gohan’s birthday today. How old is he going to be again? Well, at least I remembered it’s his birthday, so, I’ll be happy with that. I wonder what they’re all doing today. Just then some of the guys walked over to where I was. For some reason, I’ve kind of claim this spot under a tree, whenever I rest. So, for anyone to walk this way it was out of the blue. “What up you guys?” They all looked concerned, so I sat up.

“Goku, are you really going to do this every year?”

“What you mean?”

“Sit under this tree, only on certain days. What’s so special about these days anyway?” I never explained to them about my family. I never felt the need to. But since they asked, I don’t see why not tell them at least a bit about my family.

“Today is my eldest son’s birthday. If I was alive, I would be spending it with him, but since I’m dead I’ll just take the day to do nothing. It doesn’t feel right to train on his birthday. Nor on my wife’s, or our anniversary. And I’m giving the same treatment to my second child, that was born after I died.” With that I laid back down, and didn’t noticed the looks they were giving me.

“What’s the point?” I sat back up and asked what they meant. “You’re dead. You should be doing whatever you want.”

“But I am. I train as much as I want, and eat a ton. Me taking these breaks is because I just miss them, and want to give them a special moment of my time. They deserve it.”

“But it’s been three years.” Three years? Oh, that would make Gohan 12. I got so happy finally knowing how old my boy is turning today. “Goku!” I turned my attention back to them. “Like I was saying. It’s been three years. Don’t you think it’s time you moved on? For all you know they moved on.”

“What do you mean? Moved on how?” I was very confused.

They seemed to look at each other, before one of them spook again. “Moved on as in, for all you know, your wife probably remarried.” I felt somewhat hurt that he would say such a thing. Chichi would never remarry. We’re remarried forever. “Marriage usually is till death do you part, and you’re dead. So, that technically means you’re no longer—”

I don’t know where the speed came from, but I had him by the neck. “FINISH THAT SENTENCE AND I’LL MAKE IT HELL FOR YOU!” I let him go, and there was fear written all over his face. I then looked at everyone else. “THAT GOES EVERYONE ELSE! DON’T EVER MENTION THAT AROUND ME AGAIN!” With that, I sat back down. I gave everyone one more glare, and they backed away. How dare they say such things! My Chichi is FOREVER MINE! And I’m forever hers! No other way around it. Anyone who tries telling me other wise is going to pay.

As I tried to calm down, I sense King Kai approaching. I’m really not in the mood for anymore annoyance. But I just stay there, and hope for the best. And of course, it’s not what I hoped. “You ok?”

“I’m just peachy.” I hope he can get the hint I want to be left alone. But nope, he stays.

“The others might not get it, but you’re right to feel how you feel.” Uh? I looked over at him. “You’re a sayian after all. Maybe I’m not the best person to explain. But what you say? Tomorrow I could introduce you to a few sayians. Maybe they could explain things to you.” I just sat up, and continued looking at him.

“Who are they?”

“You happen to know them. Don’t give me that face. Just wait till you meet them, and then you’ll know. Also, someone wants to meet you, but since today you took off for your son, I’m sure you can meet him another day.” With that he walks away, and I’m left puzzled. Well, I won’t think about it. I’ll worry about it tomorrow.

…

As we celebrate my birthday, I was very surprised at the Goten gave me a gift. When I opened it, I was so in tears. I absolutely loved it! It was a journal! It was orange, and had four red stars on it. And he also gave me a very cool blue pen. I was just so over joyed, I just couldn’t stop hugging him. “Let me go! I can’t breathe!”

“Not yet!” It took mom to save him. But I just couldn’t stop being so happy. I held the journal closely. When it was bed time, I decided to write on the first page. What should I write about? Maybe something special I want to always want to remember. Then I looked over to my favorite teddy, still wearing that blanket from all those years ago. A new wave of tears fell, and so I decided to write that.

On the very first page I wrote. “Mom, Dad, Gohan, and Goten Forever and Ever.” With that I felt another way of happiness, and placed my journal away. This gift was way better than any toys or books I could ever get. As I slept, I hugged my little brother. Today was the most specialist birthday ever!

…

I was so happy big brother liked his gift. But I sure didn’t think about that tight hug. And now being hugged to death while I’m trying to sleep is not fun. But I’m glad I made my big brother happy. I’m so happy we found a shop that does custom journals.

Today, while Gohan studies, mom was going to give me my first lesson on being strong like her. When I walked over to mom, she handed me a bag and told me to go change. I looked at her confused, but rushed to the bathroom to change. When I looked inside the bag, I saw something orange. When I pulled it out, it looked like what daddy wears in the pictures. Mommy made me an outfit like daddy’s. I don’t know how I’m supposed to feel about this.

I tried to figure out how I’m supposed to put it on, but I got stuck. So, I called for mom to help me. She helped put of the pants, the first shirt, then the second one. Why do I need two? She then showed me how to tie my belt. The whole time she had the biggest, loving smile I have ever seen. Why is that? I never seen that smile before. I was kind of mad. Why have I never seen this smile? And how can I make her smile like this more often? Has Gohan seen this smile? I hope not. I want to keep this smile to myself.

When she was done tying the belt, she undid it and told me to try. I tried my best, and it made her smile that smile. Mommy then moved away from the bathroom door mirror. And that’s when I saw what everyone was talking about. I really do look like my daddy. Somehow, I felt super happy. And when I looked at mom, I could have sworn, he was there smiling down at me. Mom looked so proud. I felt so happy. I want to see that smile on mommy’s face every day. We then went to the front yard, and mom started talking about something called training. She went about the rules, and even showed me a few stands. I had to mirror her every move.

…

It took a few months for Goten to get his kata down, and I couldn’t be any prouder. If Goku was here, he’ll be proud too. On top of that, Goten wouldn’t get out of his gi. Even when we weren’t going to train, he still wanted to wear it. When Gohan saw him wearing the gi, the smile Gohan had was so adorable. Heck, Gohan didn’t stop hugging Goten for almost two hours. I had to save my poor baby.

After a while, I started having Goten wear weighted gear. He was very surprised, but I assured him it was for the best. When he asked what I meant, I told him it was like how Vegeta trains in his gravity room. He was so amazed, and even asked when will he be able to get heavier clothes. “First let’s get through this weight.” He nodded, and we got into our sparring session.

I can’t believe it! He can do it, too! Not another one! I thought he would at least, had a few more, years before he could do that. He’s so young. My baby! I ended training early for the day, and after dinner I stood in my room. When I was in my room, I went in search for his very first gi I made him. The one were the moment he got one little tare, he got so upset. The one were actually didn’t want to wear it anymore, for fear he’ll rip it more. The one he made a super big deal over, since it was the first one, I made him.

I find it and hug it. I whisper into it. “Hey Goku. Our little Goten can go super sayian. And he’s so young. I was training him, and he changed. Even though I’m so proud of him, it still scared me. I’m scared he’ll be dragged into battles now. Even though, nothing has happened, I’m still scared. I do wish you were here to see him. I even made him a gi like yours. You would be so happy to see him.”

…

After the first week of training with mom, I was allowed to visit Trunks again. While there, I got to show off the gi my mommy made me. Uncle Geta saw, and invited me to train with him and Trunks. I got so excited. It was only for an hour, but me and Trunks were allowed to spar, while Uncle Geta did his own thing. It was super fun. Me and Trunks agreed every time we visit each other, we’ll show each other what we learned.

One day Trunks showed me how to do this thing called a super sayian. It was super cool. But we agreed to keep it a secret from our parents. Saying how it might upset them. I didn’t understand at the time. Well, until I accidently did when sparring with mom. She called me a little monster, and a punker, I think. I was so upset that I made her cry. So, I promised to never do it again, unless I’m playing with Trunks.

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the-cat-chat · 10 months

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July 1, 2023

War of the Worlds (2005)

An alien invasion threatens the future of humanity. The catastrophic nightmare is depicted through the eyes of one American family fighting for survival.

JayBell: This was a movie that I was too scared to watch as a kid when it was first released, and it took me almost 20 years to finally watch it. Young Dakota Fanning was “the” child actress of the early 2000′s. It’s great to see her in these roles because she always does an amazing job. Of course, Tom Cruise is always Tom Cruise. He’s one of those actors that I can never fully separate the actor from the person.

Overall, the special effects hold up pretty well. The foghorn noise that the aliens use is scary, and the aliens themselves look pretty cool. My only complaint is that the alien’s laser gun or death gun or whatever weirdly kills people but has their pants fly up in the air? It’s so comical to see the people disintegrate but have a pair of jeans fly up at the camera. I don’t know why the clothes don’t just blow up with the people, because it really ruins the scary vibe.

Tom Cruise’s character is kind of an asshole and not a very engaged father, and I think the movie portrays that very well. You can feel the awkward disconnect between him and his children, and even the resentment that the kids have for him. At the same time, you understand that he is very dedicated to ensuring their survival above anything else. I like that they don’t make his character like a super father, where all of a sudden he has a great relationship with his kids because of this catastrophe. No, the disconnect remains, but the potential for forgiveness and a better relationship in the future is there.

The scene that stands out the most in this movie is the extended scene with the crazy guy in his basement or shelter. The movie is able to really build this tension and fear. It reminded me strongly of A Quiet Place. This is also the moment that Tom Cruise’s character does go to the extremes to protect his child.

The biggest problem I have with this movie is the teenage son. In the beginning, I understood his resentment and anger at his father. But in the middle of the movie, he keeps trying to run away from them, and I didn’t really understand it. Finally, he does run away when they encounter a big showdown between the army and the aliens because “he has to see this.” What does that mean? See what? It’s not like he can join the army right now and jump into a tank or something, so I was very confused by his character in these moments. I would rather his character just got lost in the crowd and meet up with the rest of his family in the end.

But all in all, a solid apocalypse/doomsday movie.

Rating: 6/10 cats 🐈

Anzie: Just as a disclaimer: I’m not the biggest Tom Cruise fan. 😬 That being said the movie was decent and I can for sure see that it would be absolutely terrifying in a movie theater back in 2005. Tom Cruise killed the stupid, mean dad troupe and Dakota Fanning of course, as always was superb. The guy from Shameless was good as the brother (Justin Chatwin) especially when he started acting all - one for the cause or whatever all that weirdness was.

The plot was really good- and the whole time was just trying to figure out well how are they invading? what are their little ray guns? what’s the aliens plan? what’s the plan for everyone else? how does Tom Cruise not know his child is allergic to peanuts?? Typical dad. why’s the alien so into looking at the guy from Shawshank’s basement junk? Typical alien. What I’m saayyying is it definitely has enough to keep your attention and keep you engaged with the story. Allllsoooo can we just talk about the fact that after having their car jacked by a MOB- and loosing their gun to said MOB- and witnessing MURDERS from said MOB- and then being stuck on a ferry that another MOB was desperate to board- only to get attacked on the boat- and seeing your son get blown to smithereens- and your daughter taken by randoms- your just going to to go into a weird guys basement??? I’m not an expert when it comes to decisions in general, let alone under suuuuuch stress but come on. That’s stranger danger!

The like viney- guts and blood stuff is simply atrocious. Gives me Glenn in the blender vibes, if ya know what I mean.

Ummm and the ending great- like honestly. I’m so glad the mom(who is pregnant??) is just chill at granny’s(which is unscathed????) when the dad and girl show up. I’m peeeeved that Mr. Save the World bro somehow just said “eh forget them I’ll go find mom at gran’s” like what???? Great and all. But what??? Like they were in the same field??? They weren’t in that basement that long?? His dad was screammming, his sister was screaming??? Whatevs.

The idea that the alien just died bc they can’t handle the biosphere and all our little bacterias is cool and an idea you don’t really see explored a lot.

I really thing the bum hole looking vacuum that grabs people from the cage in the aliens like pod with legs things reaaaaally take it down a notch bc it has burned itself in my soul.

Rating: 5/10 Aliens 👽

#movie #movie review #tom cruise #dakota fanning

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atherix0 · 2 years

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(puts on my best suit) new midnight series update i'm ready

mumbo's backstory:( my poor boy, he's already lost so much. at least he has grian now and he can feel loved again<3 (there's also another idiot who loves him but he doesn't know that yet) and vampire lore!! everytime you introduce some new fantasy lore stuff it just scratches my brain bc it all makes so much sense and is so interesting to read

OH MY GOD TUBBO IS SCAR'S APPRENTICE. AND SON APPARENTLY??? MY BOYYY HEUSYSEY ive only had midnight!tubbo for a day but i will do evil things if something bad ever happens to him . his relationship with scar is so cute god i couldn't stop smiling when i was reading the first chapter<3 of course scar saw a scared and lonely kid and said "is anyone gonna become his father figure" and didn't wait for an answer. he probably saw himself in tubbo and it's obvious he cares a lot about him :(

tubbo calling mumbo scar's favorite customer, i just know scar is giggling and twirling his hair everytime he talks about mumbo or visits him LMAO and tubbo has heard enough

poor grian, he worries about scar so much</3 tbh i don't think you can react normally to an information like this help it would be eating anyone alive and he would tell mumbo sooner or later. it was scar's thing to tell, obviously, but also scar would literally never tell it to mumbo knowing him sooo…. oh and also. i wonder if mumbo put two and two together and realized that that's the reason scar purposefully pushed him away

scar really is too forgiving, he's such a good person i love him so much<3 i think he deserves to yell sometimes. and be feral and insane and hiss at people. as a treat<3

they went on another totally-not-date!! scar's reaction to mumbo and grian dating was exactly what i expected lmaoo and grian can’t understand why scar isn't upset about this but knowing scar, he probably accepted the fact that he will never have mumbo in this way years ago . or so he thinks . and all he wants is the best for him, and for grian too of course

AND OHHHG SCAR IS ROYALTY!! AN ELVEN PRINCE it just keeps getting more interesting. every new scar lore just makes me love him more ahhh my silly guy <3 also loved the paragraph about scar being pretty, sooo true! grian is just having more Gay Thoughts every update, i need to tell him that polyamory would fix 99 of his problems right now .

they invited scar to a sleepover at the manor awww they're so sweet i'm sorry i love them so much. i'm totally normal about them yeah . your characterization is just so good<3

i hope you will enjoy yet another essay from me in your inbox . do i need a signoff, i can't think of anything cool lmaoo

Got home to my computer, now I'm ready-

Mumbo has lost so much </3 He has terrible coping mechanisms and has never told anyone before so opening up about it to Grian is such a huge step and also super important to their relationship as a whole considering this is The Topic he snapped at Grian about jhgfdjk </3 but he's gonna heal and be so loved, it'll be amazing <3 I love fantasy lore so much and building my own lore overtop the common tropes and tossing tropes I don't like/that make zero sense even with magic is so fun to me <3 Next update will contain some magic lore again I am hype it might also have some foreshadowing hehehee-

YASSSSSS CCTubbo's "Scar is one of my favorite content creators and I'm too nervous to talk to him" and CCScar's "[DSMP] is the next gen of MCYT and they're good people"/"I'd love to talk to Tubbo we can be nervous together" (all paraphrased ofc lmao) kicked down my bedroom door and demanded Midnight!Tubbo be Midnight!Scar's kid/apprentice <3 Hahaa don't worry nothing bad will ever happen to Midnight!Tubbo :) <3 :) Oh Scar absolutely saw himself in Tubbo, a scared and lonely kid with abandonment issues and friends that don't stay and felt unwanted....... :) He rly said "I am gonna make sure that kid has everything" hjgfhdj (I am so excited to get to the part where they're physically in the same room and Grian and Mumbo get to hear Scar's Dad Voice(TM) <3)

Scar thinks he hides it well but Tubbo Knows(TM). He knows his dad and is, as most children are, lowkey disturbed that dad has a crush lmao-

Yeah there was no way Grian could be like "oh okay that's fine" cuz Grian literally wrote a letter along the lines of "Greetings Apprentice! Scar is injured and almost died but he is recovering now and will be back in a few weeks" like super impersonal, barely informative, and like- if Scar had died he would have written that impersonal "dear apprentice I regret to inform you that your teacher has passed" AND IT'S ACTUALLY HIS SON- and then of course there's also the part where Scar just. Didn't tell him about such a huge part of his life like- But yeah, Scar would never have willingly told Mumbo and Grian needed to talk to someone who isn't Scar so </3 Mumbo is a very intelligent man, thankfully he catches on quick, so between "it's for the best" and "of course I care" and "he's dying" he's probably connected the dots in some form or fashion <3

Scar deserves to let loose but he has so much self-control (well, when it actually matters-) and really he forgives way too easily (though there is... one person he can never forgive......) but to him life's too short and precious to spend it angry and hanging on to a grudge <3 (contrast with Mumbo, who holds onto a grudge so well that he still sends Cleo a tacky tie once a year for them insulting his tie Once) Scar gets to hiss more don't worry >:3 He has more feral moments, and some VERY feral moments that really cement the fact he is, definitely and without a doubt, Fae- hahaa >:3

Totally-not-a-dates are the best bonding experiences really <3 Scar is so chill, he has not a jealous bone in his body and like you said, no matter how much he loves Mumbo he gave up on that the same moment he realized it </3 One day... one day... He thinks they're so good together, he knows they bring out the best in each other and have helped each other heal and move on, to him it's only natural it's the two of them <3

YEEPPP which I did for both story/plot purpose and irony purposes hahaa I love when the person with the highest status/most power is the one who is definitely not in control *cough* sorry not sorry- Grian really be like "ahh Mumbo's so pretty" *dates Mumbo* "holy crap Scar is pretty too wtf" but he can't say anything bc he has no frikkin clue how Mumbo would react or how Scar would react and he's a Gay Disaster with bad communication skills really <3 Can we blame him tho <3

yessss sleepover <3 Just casual hanging out <3 you know as the average ~30y/o does <3 They live in my head rent-free all I could think about at work today was Them and I have spent each break I had writing <3 hhhh thank you so muchhh <3

I absolutely enjoyed every second of it and I hope you enjoy my essay in response <3 Haha if you need a signoff it would totally be Essay Anon (/pos ofc I love it <3) but I don't think you need a signoff, I know you when I see you Anon <3

#Ask #Midnight Series #Mumscarian fantasy AU #I love these essays they make my day brighter <3 #especially after a long and boring day at work <3

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srirachvbi · 4 years

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Sakusa and Ushijima bringing their kids to practice Headcanons !

requested by anon: Um hi idk if you write for them so you can totally ignore this . Um can I ask for sakusa and ushijima (or one of them it's up to you) bringing their kids to practice bc the reader was called into work ??? Like Sakusa with his little boy and ushijima with his son and daughter. Sorry you can ignore this

a/n: ignore this?? absolutely not LMAO i love this idea. tsym for requesting anon! hopefully, headcanons are okay for this! also sorry that ushijima’s is a little shorter-- i wasn’t quite sure what else to write <3

warnings: manga spoilers

SAKUSA KIYOOMI

This dude was like 👁👄👁 when you called him only half an hour into practice to ask

They were on a water break after doing a bunch of drills and his phone lit up with your contact picture

Atsumu: Aw Omi Omi, that’s a cute picture of you two~

Kiyoomi: I will literally end you ❤️

Anyways he grabs his phone and stalks off to get away from the team since he knew they would eavesdrop if he stayed that close

The second he answered the phone, you started rambling and like begging for forgiveness so he was just “???”

Y/N: Yoomi! I swear I’ll make dinner for the next week and-- and I’ll uhhh... buy all of the groceries and cleaning supplies for a while and-- and

Kiyoomi: tf are you going on about?

Y/N: Is it okay if I drop Hi-chan off with you? ... I got called into work and the nanny’s busy...

He goes silent for a second, which makes you start to freak out because you were out of options for who to call

Your parents were on a cruise which both you and Kiyoomi got them for their 30th anniversary so they won’t home and your siblings lived on the other side of the country

Kiyoomi’s parents were too busy and so was his older siblings

He was your final resort

After a few seconds he just kind of laughs quietly and sighs

Kiyoomi: yeah, you can bring Hito-kun here

Y/N: your hand in marriage pls ❤️

Kiyoomi: ...

He justs SIGHS and hangs up cause he’s tired of your bullshit ❤️

He’ll pocket his phone and go up to the coach and Meian to ask if it’s okay if his kid sits in during practice and they’re perfectly fine with that

LMAO Atsumu, Bo, and Hinata eavesdropping and being like “tiny Sakusa??????”

Fifteen minutes later, you pop into the gym with Hitoshi (not the bnha character LMAO) and Hinata and Bokuto both go “TINY OMI-KUN!!!!”

Oh my god when I tell you Sakusa almost had an aneurysm when they started to run towards you and his son, i mean it

he literally went from one side of the gym to in front of you two with the most disgusted look on his face

Hito’s pretty similar to Sakusa as in like... he hates germs so when he saw those two sweaty adults running towards him he just

Hito: due to personal reasons, i will be passing away now ❤️

Bo and Hinata are trying to get near Hito, but Sakusa just completely blocks them

Y/N: thank you for taking care of Hi-chan, Yoomi :(

Kiyoomi: I had nothing against taking care of him in the first place, idiot

Anyways, you realize the time and literally sprint out of there to get to work

Bokuto: Mini Omi-kun! HI!!!

Hito: 👁👄👁 you’re so sweaty pls don’t touch me sir ❤️

Bo goes :(( but recovers when Hito apologizes after seeing how sad he got

Cause even tho Sakusa wouldn’t apologize, Hito was also raised by you and he’s a kid so he just kind of gets all flustered

Hito pats his shoulder to try and comfort him and Bo goes “!!” and like picks up the poor boy

At first, Hito is TERRIFIED but after a few seconds, he starts giggling and enjoying himself

Sakusa was about to kill him but then he saw his little son all happy and his heart clenched

After a few minutes of fooling around with Hito, they start practice again since they can’t spend the whole day just fooling around with the little Sakusa lol

The whole time while they’re doing drills (or smth idk how professional volleyball practice is LMAO), Hito’s standing next to Coach Foster and his eyes are so bright and big

He’s super excited to see his dad play because he hadn’t gone to that many games (Sakusa said that there were too many germs and that he’d get sick)

So to see his dad going like “BLAM” with the ball was like “!!”

They do a game of 2v2 and he’s cheering so loud for his dad it’s so cute

Hinata and Atsumu are on a team together and they’re sitting on the sidelines with Hito until they get to play

Hito getting super excited and energetic when he sees his dad playing volleyball so he asks them about the players :(((

Stop I can just imagine a tiny sakusa with more energy just being so cute

Practice finally ends for the day and Sakusa walks out of the locker room and Hito’s like “DAD!!!!!!!” and runs towards him

Sakusa’s soft for his son so he chuckles and picks him up

Hito: you were so cool!!!! You went like BLAM and BOOM!!

Sakusa, internally: oh god, i gave birth to another Hinata...

USHIJIMA WAKATOSHI

SO in this one you’re on a business trip for work and like.. the nanny cancelled on him the morning of so he was like “well, shit”

But like not really cause he’d probably be nonchalant about it

His daughter, Riko is 3 and his son, Eiji is only a few months old so he comes into practice with a baby carrier and Hoshiumi’s like

>:0 !!!!!!!!

Hoshiumi: BABY USHIJIMA >:0 !!!!!

Riko’s super energetic unlike her father or her brother so she’s running around the second she walks into the gym and Ushijimas like 👁👄👁 cause he’s not quite sure if he should scold her or not

Honestly, Ushijima would be so confused with kids cause he’s just...

head full only volleyball

Normally you’re around and or the nanny so he’s not sure what to do LMAO

Riko’s unusually energetic and he’s pretty sure she got it from you lol

Romero sees Ushijima’s look of pure conflict and almost loses a lung from how hard he laughed

Ushijima may be super smart when it came to volleyball but it seems children is the next obstacle

Riko and Hoshiumi somehow bond in hardly any time and suddenly Riko’s on his shoulders and they’re running around

chaotic duo, we stan

Kageyama’s looking at the children with utter confusion

Omg Kageyama and Ushijima would both definitely be so confused with children

smh these volleyball idiots

Eventually, they actually have to start practice so Riko and baby Eiji were by the benches

Lmao Riko running onto court because she wants to play volleyball with her dad and Ushijima having a stroke

He’s bowing so low to the coaches because he just... doesn’t know what to do

it was hard enough to get them out of bed today

It’s okay with everyone and Hoshiumi literally tries to pass the ball to Riko and Romero SCREAMS in fear

Romero’s definitely the savior of the day when it comes to the kids

Ushijima carries Riko off the court and the tiny bab was like >:0 !! When he sat her back down with Eiji

Riko: DAD >:0 !!!

Ushijima just asks her to stay on the bench but he doesn’t want to scold her

She listens to him because she sees how conflicted he looks finally

Lmao she tries to pass a ball to Eiji and Ushijima’s like “oh, oh god.”

Talking about Eiji, he starts crying and the coach just SIGHS and gives them a ten minute break

Ushijima losing ten years of his life as he tries to calm Eiji down

Hoshiumi: !! he wants to play volleyball too !!

Romero: Hoshiumi, no... please...

Ushijima eventually calms the crying baby down and feeds him a bottle

Eiji ends up falling asleep after that tho so there’s no more issues with him for the rest of practice ❤️

It would be interesting to see Ushijima with his kids lolol

ANYWAYS

practice ends and Riko’s like “DAD!!! Teach me how to play volleyball now!!!” even though he’s already began

She’s a bit forgetful ❤️

Romero literally starts giving Ushijima tips and everything because he sees how confused he is

All of the other players listening as well because they’re interested

Professor Romero!

Ushijima heads home with his two kids and he’s just listening to Riko ramble a lot and he’s happy

He was scared she wouldn’t like to be there and would throw a fit but similar to her father, she’s super excited about volleyball

You call them on the way home and Riko’s like “MOM !! I WANNA PLAY VOLLEYBALL !!”

You start giggling and you listen to her ramble for a while before asking her to give the phone to her dad

Ushijima: please never go on a business trip again ❤️

Y/N: aww, you miss me Waka-kun~

He hangs up

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Safe Haven: tfatws!Bucky Barnes x fem!reader

chapter three - Chapter Four: Madripoor - chapter five

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Plot: Y/n, Sam and Bucky pay an eventful visit to Helmut Zemo in Berlin, heading to Madripoor soon after to get answers about the serum.

Word Count: 7.4k

Warnings: spoilers for episode.3, angst, violence, description of injuries, a few crumbs for the slow burn, breaking the law and looking good doing it

A/N: These chapters always end up being so long lol. I was going to include the nightclub scene but it would’ve made it too long so sorry, it’ll have to wait a few more days. Forgive my shitty Russian translations, I’m on Google Translate and that’s not saying a lot.

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“Not that it makes a difference, but I still don’t like this.” I’d voiced my displeasure about meeting with Zemo several times since we’d arrived in Germany. Even though we were already being led through the high security Berlin prison hallways, I still felt the urge to state my opinion.

The guard that was guiding us gestured towards a door, “He’s just through the corridor.”

“Give us a sec,” Bucky said, the three of us coming to a halt in the middle of the hall. “I’m gonna go in alone.” “Why?” Sam asked.

“You’re an Avenger, you know how he feels about that,” Bucky looked to me, “You, I’m trying to keep as far away from him as possible.”

“It’s not like you two were known for frolickin’ in the sun together,” Sam remarked.

“I’m gonna say it again,” I took an assertive step forward, “I don’t like this.”

“He was obsessed with HYDRA,” Bucky pushed, “We have a history together. Trust me, I got it.”

Taking my cue from Sam, who didn’t fight him any more, I nervously watched Bucky stalk down the hallway to the corridor that led to our possible next step.

“Is he really okay?” I asked, watching Bucky’s figure until he disappeared, “I feel like we’re going a little too far with this.” “He’s invested, which means he’s desperate,” Sam answered, leaning his back against the wall, “This is a little too much though.”

I copied his posture and we stood in silence, the occasional guard passing by. “What happened last night after I left the room? C’mon, you come out crying and you thought I was gonna let it go?” “Bucky and I were just…” I sighed, remembering the change that had happened between our two conversations, “Learning to get along. I told him about Steve, that’s never fun to relive.” “Ah,” Sam nodded, “Can I ask you something?”

“Hm?” “You’re not mad at me that I gave up the shield, are you?”

My brows knitted together as I looked over at him, “Why would I be mad? Your decision wouldn’t have changed even if I was, would it?” “No, it wouldn’t have. But you were close to Steve too, you care about his legacy,” he went on, “We’re all angry about Walker. I don’t care if Bucky’s upset at me, but I always care if you are.” “Someone ever tell you you care too much sometimes?” I playfully nudged his sneaker with my own, “Of course I’m not mad, you know I support you no matter what. You made the right decision for you and you have nothing to apologize for. Bucky and even Steve don’t need to understand why you chose to give it up. Would it have been cool to say that my brother is Captain America?” I coaxed a laugh out of him, “Of course, but it doesn’t change how I see you. I’m just proud to say my brother is Sam Wilson.” He poked me with his elbow and smiled, “Now I remember why I keep you around.” “Y/n Y/l/n, Falcon’s Ego Booster.” We were sharing a laugh when Bucky came back around the corner. “That was quick,” I observed. He’d been in there five minutes tops.

“We’ve got our next stop.”

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“What are you talking about? You wanna break Zemo outta jail?” Sam questioned in the dark, “Where are we, Buck? Have you lost your mind?”

“We have no leads, no moves, nothing,” Bucky replied, shining his flashlight around to try and find the power switch. I couldn’t clearly make out where he had brought us to, he’d brought us through the back door of the building. “So because we’ve hit one dead end, you want to spring one of the most dangerous men in the world out of prison?” I asked, shining my flashlight at Bucky causing him to throw a hand up to shield his eyes, “Bucky, I don’t-“ “Like this,” he finished, “I got that, but we’ve got eight Super Soldiers on the loose.” “Zemo’s gonna miss with our minds, especially yours,” Sam interjected, “No offense.” I made out Bucky’s silhouette reaching up a beam, a loud click of a switch and the lights began to turn on. “Offense,” he scowled.

With the lights on, we could finally see that we were in an auto shop. I was glad to be out of the prison but I wasn’t seeing the correlation between it and freeing Zemo.

“Super Soldiers go against everything he believes in,” Bucky continued, “He is crazy, but he still has a code.” “I’ve been on the wrong side of that code and so have you,” Sam countered, I’d heard in detail about the havoc Zemo had caused and the ramifications of his actions had caused Sam and Steve to become fugitives. Never mind what he’d done to Bucky…”He blew up the UN, he killed King T’Chaka and framed you for it. Did you forget that? You think the Wakandans forgot about it? It’s a rhetorical question, they didn’t. I know why this matters to you, but it’s pushing you off the deep end.”

Bucky stood in front of us now, “We don’t know how they’re gettin’ the serum. We don’t even know how many of them there are,” Sam turned his back in frustration, “Look, let me just walk you two through a hypothetical. Can I walk you through a hypothetical?”

“What did you do?” Sam asked suspiciously, turning halfway to meet Bucky’s eyes.

“I didn’t…” Bucky’s looked away briefly, “Do anything.”

“Then by all means,” I leaned up against a beam and crossed my arms, not believing him at all, “Let’s ride the hypothetical train.” Bucky frowned at my sarcasm before launching into it, “The weakest point in any system isn’t the software, the hardware, it’s the meatware. The human element. Now, in this lockup, it’s nine to one, prisoners to guards. And if two prisoners start fighting, then the protocol says four guards have to respond.” “So why would two prisoners randomly start fighting at that moment?” Sam asked.

“Who knows? There could be many reasons…But the point is, these things escalate. Lockdown procedures would have to be initiated and with all those bodies flying around left and right, wouldn’t be hard to slip down a hallway or two. And if the fire alarm got tripped while the prisoners were being separated, someone could use the chaos to their advantage.”

“My gut is sounding off every alarm it has right now,” I commented from my place across from Bucky.

“Yeah, I don’t like how casual you’re bein’ about this, this is unnatural,” Sam replied finally, “Are you- and where are we, man?” A nearby door closing caused us to turn our attention towards it, a silhouette appearing soon after through a curtain. The shadow became a man and walked through the cloth divider wearing the face I’d had etched in my brain since the day it hit the news.

“You son of a bitch,” I mumbled, creating a ball of energy quickly with my hands. “Whoa, whoa, whoa,” Sam’s voice rose, walking with me towards the man, “What are you doin’ here?” Bucky was quick to throw himself in front of us, “No, listen. I didn’t want to tell you ‘cause I knew neither of you would let this happen.” “What the hell did you do?” I exclaimed.

“We need him,” Bucky said. Sam pointed to Zemo, “You’re going back to prison!”

“If I may,” the Sokovian man began, removing the hat of his stolen prison guard uniform.

“NO!” the three of us yelled at the same time. He hung his head, “Apologies…” Bucky turned back to Sam, “When Steve refused to sign the Sokovia Accords, you backed him. You broke the law, and you stuck your neck out for me,” when Sam averted his gaze, Bucky chased it, “I’m asking you to do it again.”

“And what about her?” Sam gestured to me and the ball of energy I still had formed in my palms, “What happens when she breaks the law?” Bucky’s pleading eyes drifted to me, “He’s our only shot at getting any answers.” My mind was wrestling with itself, his rightness was inevitably going to come at a cost we would all have to pay. On a technicality, yes, I could plead innocent to freeing Zemo. A coconspirator charge, I wouldn’t be so lucky with. But stopping the Flag Smashers meant saving lives and that wasn’t something I could walk away from. I deformed the energy in my hands in cautious surrender, “I’m already breakin’ the law by going against the accords, I need to make it worth it at least.” Sam shot me an exasperated glance, but he didn’t fight me.

“I really think I’m invaluable…” Zemo began from his corner.

“Shut up…” Sam warned, effectively shutting him up. Sam thought it all over for a second before pressing his flashlight to Bucky’s chest, “Okay. If we do this, you don’t make a move without our permission.” Zemo shrugged, “Fair.”

The three of us shared an uneasy look, there was no going back now. “Okay, Zemo, where do we start?”

“Follow me,” he smiled, leading the way out of the auto shop and expecting us to follow. Sam went first, eager to keep his eye on Zemo at all times while Bucky and I brought up the rear.

“I didn’t want to have to go this route,” he said from beside me as if he owed me some explanation for his actions. I sighed, trying to shut off the part of my brain that was screaming at me, “Just be right.”

We maneuvered through a few corridors until we hit a room filled with beautiful antique cars. “So our first move is grand theft auto?” Sam asked. “These are mine,” Zemo corrected, “Collected by family over the generations. I spent years hunting people HYDRA recruited to recreate the serum. Because once it’s out there, someone can create an army of people…like the Avengers,” he dug through one of the cars to pull out a bag and coat, “I ended the Winter Soldier program once before. I have no intention to leave my work unfinished.” My eyes unavoidably flickered to Bucky, observing his reaction to hearing his old code name. He simply watched the man continue speaking. “To do this, we’ll have to scale a ladder of lowlifes.”

“Well, join the party. We’ve already started…” Sam commented.

“First stop is a woman named Selby,” Zemo stated as he headed for the exit, “Mid-level fence I still have a line on. From there, we climb.”

Sam, Bucky and I left a gaping distance between us and him, we were still highly suspicious and I had a feeling we would be until our temporary partnership came to an end.

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Zemo had gotten word to somebody that we’d be meeting them at a private airport in Berlin and flying to someplace called Madripoor. Somehow we’d made the journey without being recognized, even those of us who were wanted across the globe. “So all this time you’ve been rich?” Sam asked as we made our way towards the private plane.

“I’m a Baron, Sam,” Zemo answered, “My family was royalty until your friends destroyed my country.”

Zemo greeted the man standing outside the plane, who was dressed like a butler, in Sokovian. “Well,” I crossed my arms and watched one of the world’s most dangerous men exchange cheek kisses, “If we’re going to work with a criminal, at least we picked one that comes with transportation.” “Please,” Zemo said, gesturing for us to follow him up the plane’s steps. Sam awkwardly bowed to the butler and headed up. Bucky extended a hand towards the jet for me to go ahead of him before following closely behind.

When we filed into the plane, Sam and Zemo were already seated. I moved to take the chair across from the baron, wanting to keep as close an eye on him as I could. Bucky’s flesh arm reached out quickly and grabbed my shoulder, I turned to question him and met his wary expression. “Sit with Sam,” he muttered quietly, our faces close enough that I could feel his breath as he’d spoken. It dawned on me that he wanted me to have the safer position. I answered with a nod, maneuvering around him to sit across from Sam. Even though his hand had left my arm, I could still feel its print through my jacket.

We had been flying for maybe twenty minutes when Zemo’s butler, Oeznik, came in carrying a glass of champagne for Zemo and offering to whip up some food. It astounded me how to the world, he was evil yet to his servants, he was a joy. “You don’t know what it’s like to be locked in a cell,” the baron said before looking over at my brother, “Oh, that’s right. You do.”

Sam bypassed the jab remarkably, “Why don’t you tell us about where we’re going?”

“I’m sorry, I was just fascinated by this,” Zemo held up a book, “I don’t know what to call it, but this part seems to be important. Who is Nakajima?”

Not two seconds after the name had left his lips, Bucky out of his seat with his metal hand wrapped around Zemo’s neck. My heart stopped as I watched him lean over the man threateningly. “If you touch that book again,” he growled, “I’ll kill you.” This was a side of Bucky I had yet to see, the one that straddled the line between his dark past and his true self. As he sat back down, tucking the book in his pocket and refusing to meet my eyes, I could tell he wasn’t pleased with how he’d acted. I wasn’t in a place to criticize but I’d be lying if I said I hadn’t been slightly worried when his fingers hit Zemo’s skin.

“I’m sorry,” Zemo said, “I understand that list of names. People you’ve wronged as the Winter Soldier.” “Don’t push it,” Bucky rasped, collecting himself after the scene.

“I’ve seen that book,” Sam spoke up, “It was Steve’s when he came out of the ice. I told him about Trouble Man, he wrote it in that book. Did you hear it? What’d you think?” “I like ’40’s music,” Bucky shrugged and looked out the window, “So…” “You didn’t like it?” Sam exclaimed.

“I liked it,” Bucky replied unconvincingly.

“It is a masterpiece, James,” Zemo chimed in, his hands forming a triangle, “Complete, comprehensive…It captures the African-American experience.” While my brows raised at the European’s surprising education, Sam’s furrowed. “He’s out of line, but he’s right. It’s great, everybody loves Marvin Gaye.”

Bucky shook his head, “I like Marvin Gaye.” “Steve adored Marvin Gaye.” “He did,” I chuckled, reminiscing back to only last year, “Played him almost anytime I got in a car with him.” “You must have really looked up to Steve,” Zemo said, “But I realized something when I met him. The danger with people like him, America’s Super Soldiers, is that we put them on pedestals.” “Watch your step, Zemo…” Sam warned. “They become symbols. Icons. And then we start to forget about their flaws. From there,” he shrugged, “Cities fly, innocent people die. Movements are formed, wars are fought,” Zemo turned his attention to Bucky, “You remember that, right?” As a young soldier sent to Germany to stop a mad icon. Do we want to live in a world full of people like the Red Skull? That is why we’re going to Madripoor.” “What’s up with Madripoor?” Sam looked between the two men, “You guys talk about it like it’s Skull Island.”

“It’s an island nation in the Indonesian archipelago,” Bucky grumbled, “It was a pirate sanctuary back in the 1800s.” “It’s kept its lawless ways, but we cannot exactly walk in as ourselves,” Zemo’s unsettling eyes moved back to Bucky, “James, you will have to become someone you claim is gone.”

With the way Bucky’s expression had changed in mere seconds from complacent to tortured, it didn’t take long to decode what Zemo was insinuating. “No,” I blurted out, “That’s not fair to ask of him.” “I admire your devotion, Y/n,” Zemo complimented with his lips to his champagne flute, taking a quick sip, “But you know nothing of how Madripoor works. If you want to get to Selby, we must have protection. More than that, we must have leverage. James can provide us both by simply playing a part.” “Devo-?” I shook my head, sidestepping Zemo’s comment, “That’s not playing a part, that’s like reliving every nightmare you’ve ever had. I-it’s like-“ “Y/n,” I turned to see Bucky’s chair rotated towards me, looking helpless and determined all at once, “We need in.” “Yeah, but…” I started to protested before seeing his eyes, those ocean blue eyes I was growing to feel comforted by begging me to let the subject go. I clenched my own y/e/c ones shut in frustration, “Okay.” “Now that that’s settled,” Zemo stood from his seat, “I will find us something to change into, we will need to blend in where we’re going.” ——

The silver dress Zemo had chosen for me was…it made me wonder just what kind of scene we were planning to enter. It was more revealing than anything I typically wore, but gorgeous nonetheless and fit perfectly.

As I was finishing my makeup in the bathroom of the plane, I had to take a second to steel myself for what was to come. This wasn’t just dallying with Super Soldiers any more, this was dancing with the criminal underworld. Zemo hadn’t told us yet the roles we were playing, only that we needed to stay in character at all cost. I had never felt more out of my depth, but had no choice but to rise to the occasion. Giving myself one last check in the mirror, I unlocked and exited the bathroom.

“Okay, I hope whoever I’m playing is bad with heels,” I held up the elaborate shoes Zemo had matched to my dress, “Because there’s no way I’m going to be graceful in these.” Sam looked up from tying his dress shoes, dressed in a maroon suit patterned with yellow circles. His eyes scanned my outfit unapprovingly. “Uh uh,” he protested, going full protective big brother, “Nope. It shows too much.” “It doesn’t matter what it shows,” I said, bending over to strap on the shoes, “It’s what I’ve got.” “She’s right,” Zemo chimed in, putting his jacket on, “You two are supposed to be rich, glamorous travelers of the world. You need to look the part,” he nodded towards me, “You wear it well.” I politely smiled at the baron and looked up to Bucky, perched in the far corner of the jet. His gaze was fixed on me, eyes quickly traveling down my body before quickly locking with mine. His Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed hard, his plush lips parted ever so slightly. I found myself just as drawn into him as he seemed to be with me, for a few seconds it was just the two of us shutting our surroundings out. It was…something. “You look nice,” Bucky finally said, his voice slightly strained.

My lips quirked upwards, “Thanks.” “It is time for us to leave,” Zemo announced, bursting the bubble Bucky and I had built, “You’d better get used to those shoes quickly, we’ll be making most of the journey by foot.” He hadn’t been lying. We departed the runway and walked our way towards the city. Madripoor looked beautiful on the outside, the high-rise buildings lit up in all different colors emitting a glow across the waters.

“We have to do something about this,” Sam finally exclaimed, holding the lapels of his patterned maroon suit, “I’m the only one who looks like a pimp.” “If you’re a pimp, what does that make me?” I gestured to the amount of skin I had on display, “Suck it up, Wilson.” “Only an American would assume a fashion-forward black man looks like a pimp,” Zemo added as we crossed the large bridge leading to the city, “You look exactly like the man you’re supposed to be playing. The sophisticated, charming African rake named Conrad Mack, aka the Smiling Tiger.” Sam took Zemo’s phone from his outstretched hand, “He even has a bad nickname.”

I leaned over to look at the picture of Sam’s doppelgänger, “Hey, be nice. That’s your twin you’re talking about.” “And you,” Zemo addressed me, “Conrad is known for entertaining beautiful women, one after the other,” he ignored the faces of disgust Sam and I made at the thought of acting as a couple, “You will be playing tonight’s date, no need to come up with a name or a story as his dates are typically just arm candy.”

“So I’m supposed to just sit and look pretty?” I side eyed Zemo in annoyance, “Great.” “You smell this?” he asked the group.

“Yeah, what is that? Acid?” Sam asked.

“Madripoor,” Zemo answered, “No matter what happens, we have to stay in character. Our lives depend on it. There’s no margin for error. High Town’s that way,” Zemo pointed towards the part of the city I’d been admiring, “Not a bad place if you want to visit, but Low Town’s the other way.” We approached a car waiting for us at the end of the bridge, ready to take us into the darkest part of the city. Bucky, who had remained silent since the plane, climbed into the backseat first while Zemo took the passenger’s side. “Let me guess,” Sam remarked as we moved to get in the car, “We don’t have any friends in High Town.”

“I’m guessing not,” I muttered, ducking into the back seat and sliding till I was pressed against Bucky. He didn’t make a sound, he barely even registered my presence. I was about to ask him if he was alright when I realized what he was doing. We all had our roles to play and Bucky was doing just that.

Sam climbed in next to me and we took off, me sandwiched between the two men trying to convince myself that I could do this. I could pretend to be someone I wasn’t to get answers, but my nerves was convincing me I was going to mess it up for us. No margin for error, Zemo’s words bounced around in my brain. He’d said our lives depended on it. They depended on whether or not I could keep it together. Sam must have sensed my anxiety because I felt his palm slide against my clammy one and squeeze. I sent a shaky one back, taking what comfort I could that I didn’t have to do this alone.

We were escorted in by a motorcade till we got to the seedier part of the city, the bridge we parked under painted with graffiti. Sam helped me out of the car and Zemo took our group through the back way into the city. As we crossed the overhead bridge, looking down into the city, I began to feel like my life had suddenly become some fever dream. Even more so once we entered the city and I was surrounded by people from all walks of life. Smugglers were making deals, guards were stationed outside buildings with machine guns, forgers were trying to sell to people. It was like nothing I’d ever seen. Sam kept me on his arm the entire time, selling our characters while still retaining his protective nature. We followed Zemo into a crowded bar, weaving our way through. “Here we are,” he announced quietly, our fellow patrons took notice as soon as they caught sight of Bucky, “Gotov podchinit'sya, zimniy soldat?” (Ready to comply, Winter Soldier?)

I tried my best to keep my face neutral, though an unwelcome chill went down my spine as Zemo began his act. It was wrong. It wasn’t fair to Bucky or his recovery to make him do this.

We approached the bar and the bartender came over immediately, “Hello, gentlemen. Ma’am. Wasn’t expecting you, Smiling Tiger.” “His plans changed,” Zemo explained, “We have business to do with Selby.”

The bartender looked over suspiciously at Sam, “The usual?” Sam nodded casually in response and the man walked away to begin prepping the drink. What took us by surprise was when he reached for a jar containing a dead snake rather than the bottle of alcohol. He proceeded to lay the reptile on a cutting board and slice its stomach open, I looked up to Sam who was doing his best to keep his composure. “Ah, Smiling Tiger,” Zemo jeered, “Your favorite.”

The bartender removed a piece of the snake’s guts and sunk it into a shot glass filled with vodka. I covered my mouth with my clutch to conceal my delight at the sight I was about to behold. Sam caught the action and addressed the bartender, “You know what? She’ll have one too.” “Oh, no, I don’t think so,” I quickly protested, waving it off as if it were a shot of tequila and not an animal intestine.

“No, girl, I insist,” Sam grinned phonily at me.

“They actually upset my stomach,” I giggled, glancing to the bartender, “Can’t hold my liquor to save my life, I’ll be up all night sick if it touches my lips. But you enjoy, sweetheart.” The bartender didn’t pay much attention to the exchange as he set the shot glass in front of Sam, who looked unconvincingly between the glass and Zemo. “I love these,” he stated, holding it up for us all to see.

“Cheers, Conrad,” Zemo clinked his glass against Sam’s.

Sam made several, hopefully convincing, noises of excitement about his drink. After giving it one last look, he shot it straight down, holding a thumbs up to the bartender afterwards.

“How badly are you trying not to throw up right now?” I whispered after the man had left.

“I can’t even hear you right now,” Sam replied in a strained voice, focusing on keeping the drink where it needed to be. An intimidating bearded man made us all turn around, he looked to Zemo. “I got word from on high. You ain’t welcome here.”

Zemo, ever the cool and collected presence, turned to the man. “I have no business with the Power Broker. But if he insists, he can either come and talk to me…” Zemo gestured to Bucky, standing at his side.

“New haircut?” the man asked Bucky, who stayed silent.

“Or bring Selby for a chat,” Zemo finished.

The man left, leaving us with questions. “A power broker?” Bucky grumbled, “Really?” “Every kingdom needs its king,” Zemo replied, “Let’s just pray we stay under his radar.”

“Do you know him?” Sam inconspicuously asked. “Only be reputation the baron answered, “In Madripoor he is judge, jury, and executioner.”

I spotted another man approaching us, this one walking with a purpose. Zemo looked to Bucky, the show was about to start. “Zimniy Soldat,” Bucky nodded once, “Attask.” (Winter Soldier, attack.) As soon as the stranger thumped Zemo’s shoulder, Bucky sprang to action, his metal hand grabbing and twisting the man’s arm. He pushed him to the center of the room where he proceeded to twist it further before dropping him to the ground. The groans coming from him were sickening as he lay helpless, clutching his most likely broken arm. As another patron came up to attack, Bucky moved fast to disarm him before power kicking him into a table several times. I clung to Sam’s arm even tighter as Zemo shoved someone forward for Bucky to punch, sending him sliding across the floor.

“Didn’t take much for him to fall back into form,” Zemo slyly observed, from my side. It took everything in me not to send him flying across the room right then. He was enjoying this.

When Bucky lifted a man by his throat and slammed him down on the bar was when guns all over the bar were cocked. Sam grabbed onto Bucky’s metal arm, ready to pull him back to us and to reality. “Stay in character,” Zemo whispered, dead serious, “Or the whole bar turns on us.” Sam dropped his arm as Zemo leaned into Bucky, “Molodets, soldat.” (Well done, soldier.)

“Selby will see you now,” the bartender said, watching the scene in awe. Bucky slowly let the man go, gasping and groaning for air once he was freed. Sam looked over warily, “You good?” When Bucky faced us, his eyes met mine before they met Sam’s. I wished I could have concealed my reaction better for his sake, but the second he had attacked was the first time since we’d met that I’d been properly scared of him. It made the incident on the plane look like nothing. My mind knew he was just acting, pretending to be someone he once was for the sake of furthering our mission. But my blood ran just as cold with fear as it would have if the Winter Soldier was standing in front of me. Bucky’s eyes now were watery, filled with pain that he’d worked hard with his therapist to get through, now being brought back to life. Had the bar not been watching and had I not needed to stick with Sam, I’d have been at his side trying to make sure he was alright. Instead, I could only watch as he sniffled, nodded to Sam and followed Zemo to wherever we were going next.

We were escorted upstairs through a series of hallways with a heavily armed guard following us. A white haired woman sat in the middle of the room we were led to, tapping her fingers against the couch she lounged on. “You should know, Baron, people don’t just come into my bar and make demands.” Zemo smiled, “Not a demand. An offer.”

Sam and I took our places standing next to Selby, Bucky stood watch across from us, back in his act.

“A lot has changed since you were here last,” Selby spared a look at Bucky, “By the way, I thought you were rotting away in a German prison. How did you escape?”

“People like us always find a way, don’t we?” Zemo shrugged, “I’m sure you’ve already figured out what I’m here for.”

Selby pointed a blind finger towards Sam, “You’re taller than I’d heard, Smiling Tiger,” she eyed Sam suggestively and gave him a purr before turning her attention to me, “And what a lovely little dish you’ve got with you.” Internally I was struggling to stay calm and had never felt more exposed with the thin materiel of the dress over my body. “What’s the offer?” Selby grinned at Zemo.

“Tell us what you know about the super-soldier serum,” Zemo replied, rising from his seat to circle Bucky, “And I give you him, along with the code words to control him, of course. He will do anything you want,” Zemo rubbed Bucky’s chin, playing with it to provoke him but knowing he could get away with it. I felt sick to my stomach.

“Now that’s the Zemo I remember,” Selby approved, “I’m glad I decided not to kill you immediately. Yeah, you were right to come to me. Arrogant, but right. The super-soldier serum is here in Madripoor. Dr. Wilfred Nagel is the man you wanna thank. Or condemn, depending on what side of this you’re on. The Power Broker had him working on the serum, but…things didn’t go as planned.”

I squeezed Sam’s arm, we were getting answers. The crazy, chaotic plan was actually working. “Is Nagal still in Madripoor?” Zemo asked.

“Oh, the bread crumbs you can have for free,” Selby’s flirtatious demeanor shifted as she stood to business-like, “But the bakery is gonna cost you, Baron. And before you get all cute, don’t think you can find Nagel without me.”

A sudden vibration tickled my arm from Sam’s suit pocket, it was his cell phone. He pulled it out hesitantly and looked down at it, I glanced over to see that it was Sarah calling.

“Answer it,” Selby ordered, Bucky had moved behind her to give us protection if need be, “On speaker.” The armed bodyguards moved in closer, it was clear we had no say in the matter. Sam unlocked his phone and pressed the speaker button, “Hello?” “Hey, um, we need to talk about this situation,” Sarah’s voice filled the air, sending an all too brief wave of peace through me, “It’s been drivin’ me nuts.”

“What situation exactly are you talkin’ about?” Sam replied stiffly. “Are you high? You know what situation, it’s the only situation me and you have.”

“What situation, Sarah?” Sam’s voice grew louder, “Say it.”

“The damn boat,” Sarah replied just as hard, “And watch your tone, okay? I let you slide at the bank.”

Sarah. The boat. Home. And here I was standing in a designer dress meeting with Indonesian crime bosses. Two unbelievable worlds were colliding on the call.

Sam scoffed and nervously chuckling, “Yeah, the bank. Laundered so much, yeah, they’ll come around.” “If that was the case, then why’d they dog you out, Big Time?”

“Yeah, you damn right I’m Big Time. You’ll see,” Sam paused menacingly, “When I have that banker killed.”

We almost had Selby convinced as I watched her pace around the room, we were so close to- “Cass! What’d I tell you about the Cheerios? I don’t have time for this!” Sarah yelled, “Sam, I’m sorry. Let me call you back, and make sure Y/n is with you too.” “Sam? Y/n?” Selby echoed the names, “Who are you? Kill them!”

A second after she had given the order, a bullet shot through the nearby window and struck her chest fatally. The four of us sprung to action, Sam landing punches on the guard stationed behind us while I used my energy to pull the machine gun from his grasp. Across from us, Bucky took care of the other guard. I handed the weapon to Sam and we took our positions in the back of the room, ready to retaliate against the hidden assassin. “They’re gonna pin this on us,” Sam panted, our backs against the wall.

“We have a real problem now,” Zemo said, unbelievably calm for someone in our situation, “So leave your weapons and follow my lead.” Bucky ripped the lock on the back door and the four of us filed down the staircase quick as we could. It dropped us back off in the middle of the city, we hurriedly made our way down the street where all heads were turning to us. “This is not good,” Zemo hurried. The words hung in the air for a grand total of five seconds before bullets started to rain down around us. Bucky, Sam and I tore down the street where in the chaos, Zemo took off in another direction.

“I can’t run in these heels!” Sam yelled over the gunfire. “Oh, I don’t wanna hear it,” I exclaimed, struggling to keep up with them in my stilettos, “Screw it!”

I threw my hands out to my side and lifted off the ground, keeping low enough to dodge any shots but stay close to Sam and Bucky. Two motorcycles sped after us promising more bounty hunters, Zemo caught up with us and killed two lone gunmen hiding behind a dumpster. Two perfectly aimed bullets came out of nowhere and lodged themselves in the heads of the cyclists chasing us.

“You seem to have a guardian angel,” Zemo observed as the three of us looked around for our savior.

“Well, this is too perfect,” a woman’s voice said, she appeared seconds later drawing back her hood and pointing a gun toward us, “Drop it, Zemo.”

Bucky stepped forward disbelievingly, “Sharon?” Sharon Carter. I recognized her only from the pictures I’d seen of her on the news when the shitstorm that branded her an enemy of the state went down. As she strode forward, ready to strike down the man responsible, I couldn’t say with certainty if she was an ally or not. “You cost me everything,” she seethed.

“Sharon, wait,” Sam, ever the steady presence, held a hand out and carefully came towards her, “Someone recreated the super-soldier serum and Zemo had a lead.” “Well, that explains why you guys are here and Selby’s dead.”

“So what are you doing here?” Bucky asked.

“I stole Steve’s shield, remember?” she answered, her face contorting, “I also took the wings for your ass,” she aimed her gun at Sam, “So that you could save his ass,” then at Bucky, “From his ass,” the gun landed on me after Zemo, “Your ass is new.” “I’ve had one hell of an initiation, trust me,” I replied, standing my ground between Bucky and Zemo.

Sharon turned back towards Sam, “Unlike you, I didn’t have the Avengers to back me up so I’m off the grid in Madripoor.”

“Don’t blow that smoke at me, I was on the run, too,” Sam recalled. “Was. Is. Big difference. I don’t speak to my family anymore,” Sharon shook her head sadly, “I can’t. My own father doesn’t know where I am.”

“Listen, Sharon,” Bucky stepped forward, “We need your help. Please.” Sharon mirthlessly chuckled to herself, sighing afterwards as she made her decision. “This isn’t over. I have a place in High Town, you should be safe there for a while.”

While Sam roughly shoved Zemo forward to keep him in his line of sight, Bucky pressed a gentle hand to the small of my back to act as a guide through the dark alleyways. “You okay?” he asked quietly, quickly looking over at me. With everything he’d gone through in the last twenty minutes, the fight in the bar, the unshed tears in his eyes, Zemo talking about him like he was property to be traded, I couldn’t understand why he was asking if I was alright. He was what I was concerned with right now. “I will be once I get out of these shoes,” I joked, trying to get him to smile if at all possible. A corner of his lips turned upwards in a blink-and-you’d-miss-it flash, mine doing the same right after in some sort of relief.

Sharon led us to her car parked down a different alley, Sam shoved Zemo in the front seat while him, Bucky and I squeezed in the backseat once again. The difference between Low Town and High Town was visceral, Madripoor may have been dangerous no matter where you went but High Town provided a little more safety. When we arrived at Sharon’s house, greeted by two burly guards, the feeling of protection increased. The first room we entered was filled with artwork, statues and other priceless works that told us exactly what Sharon had done to afford her lifestyle in High Town.

“Looks like breaking all those laws is treating you well,” Sam commented as we walked through the room.

“Well, I thought if I had to hustle, might as well enjoy the life of a real hustler,” Sharon shrugged, far too goodheartedly for a true criminal, “You know how much I can get for a real Monet?” Sam grinned at his friend, “Deactivate your hustle mood, you sell fake Monets.”

“No, she means real,” Zemo corrected, “This gallery is specialized in stolen artwork. Monet. Van Gogh. Classics.” “I kinda thought that was implied,” I said, following Sharon and Zemo and beginning to relax in the shockingly calm environment, “No offense.” Sharon scoffed, “None taken, a girl’s gotta do what she can to survive. By the way, who are you?”

“Y/n Y/l/n,” I answered, “Sam’s sister.” “Hmm,” Sharon hummed, looking me over once before turning around to hurry Sam and Bucky along, “Come on, you guys need to change. I’m hosting clients in an hour. You,” she pointed to me, “Second door on your left, I’ll bring something up for you.” At the promise of shedding the over exposing dress and blistering heels, I had never moved faster in my life.

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I took the opportunity to catch my breath while I could, the night had been a little too exciting than any of us had wanted. Sitting on the edge of Sharon’s bed with my elbows balanced on my knees, I felt the adrenaline rush I’d been running on start to subside.

The door opened, bringing in Sharon and her garment of choice. “This looked like it would fit you,” she said, tossing me a black jumpsuit that looked ten times more comfortable than what I was in. She walked over to her wardrobe and pulled out an outfit for herself, “I gotta change too, back to back?” “Works for me,” I replied, turning around and beginning to unzip the dress.

“So you said you’re Sam’s sister but your last name isn’t Wilson?” Sharon asked, I could hear the sound of her clothes hitting the floor.

“We grew up together,” I freed myself of the dress and kicked it to the corner of the room.

“That doesn’t explain why you’re here though,” she said, “This is probably the shittiest family road trip you could go on so clearly there’s a reason.” I looked over to the wardrobe, a pair of black boots sitting on the floor next to it. I used my energy to levitate them and landed them at Sharon’s side. Her dry chuckle served as her reaction. “I kinda begged him to bring me,” I explained as I pulled the jumpsuit up my body, “He was going to send me back home before John Walker decided to not so subtly threaten me with the Sokovian Accords, figured I’d be safer here with them.” “Safer?” Sharon scoffed, “Did he say this before or after you were being shot at by bounty hunters?”

“Well, between getting shipped off to jail and going undercover with a superhero and a Super Soldier as protection, I’ll take my chances here.” I heard Sharon walk away, presumably finished dressing. I zipped up the suit and tightened the belt, turning around after to find her leaned up against her dresser with her hands in her pockets. “Look, I know we just met but let me do you a favor and shed some light on the subject of heroics. It’s all bullshit. The whole costume, nickname, swoop-in-and-save-the-day act is all hypocrisy. I get that you’re young, you’ve got,” she waved a hand at mine, “Whatever that is. Maybe you want to do some good, maybe you just want to feel like you’re a part of something. Maybe you didn’t think it through at all and just thought it would be cool to run with a superhero. But if you’re smart, you’ll get your ass on a plane to anywhere but here and stay clear of all this.”

There was so much going through my head that I wanted to throw back at her, proving her speech completely wrong. Then I remembered that this woman had sacrificed more than most had and the government had turned their backs on her. She’d stuck her neck out for Steve and Sam and had been punished for it. Plus, she was kind enough to give us refuge when she had every right now to. I wasn’t in a place to criticize her. If anything, she should have been a cautionary tale. “I’ve had these powers all my life and have never known what to do with them,” I responded, “I want to help people and this is the best way for me to do that. As easy as it would be for some people to walk away, this is personal and I can’t leave now.” Sharon stared back at me silently before pushing herself off the dresser and brushing past me. There were layers of her expression, if I could peel each one back I thought I might get to the sadness I suspected she felt regarding her current life status. She opened her wardrobe, pulled out a pair of combat boots and handed them to me. “Then take a step back and ask yourself how far you’re willing to go. And if the three of you live long enough to get there, is it going to be worth the hell that’ll come afterwards?” She gave me a half smile before leaving the room, her heavy words hanging in the air. Steve had been my friend, Sam was my brother and Bucky was quickly climbing the ranks of people I cared about. I was going to see this through to the end with them, but what was the end? Was it retrieving the rest of the serum and stopping the Flag Smashers? Was it only two of us returning? One? None? Questions I didn’t have the answers to swirled in my mind as I stared at the door, wondering what awaited us for the rest of the night.

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A/N: Next chapter is going to be...let’s just say there’s gonna be a lot of developments. A lot. Hope you guys are enjoying it, let me know what you thought or if you’d like to be tagged.

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crystalwolfblog · 3 years

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I Can’t Sleep Without You || Ivar x reader || Modern

This is my fic created for @ofmanderley’s writing challenge. My prompt was: It's 4:03 and I can't sleep without you next to me.

First of all I need to apologize because I am SUPER late with my work but life was kinda crazy and writing block wasn’t kind!

Hope you will like it!

Being with Ivar Ragnarsson wasn't an easy task to perform. He was a man of a short temper; he could be cruel and mean but thankfully for him you were out of the reach of his anger. Ivar always did his best to keep his raging nerves away from you. For him, you were his little treasure, a lovely woman who was patient enough to even try to form any kind of relationship with him.

You got used to this life and no matter what everyone said, you stayed by his side.

Of course you didn't do this because Ivar forced you or blackmailed you. The love towards this man was simply too strong within you.

After two years of being together you learned that behind that huge, thick wall he built around himself was a suffering, lonely man that craved to be loved.

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There was one thing you loved to do right after work - paying a visit in the local cafe. It was a quiet, little, cozy place. You sat at your favourite table and placed your usual order - a cup of coffee and a piece of pie.

Last thing you expected that day was to see a familiar face.

"Y/N, I didn't expect to see you here," Bjørn smiled, sitting in the chair right in front of you.

"Hi, Bjørn," you greeted him, returning the smile. "How are you doing?"

Eldest Ragnarsson nodded. "Oh, I am doing just fine. Since I have a break at work, I decided to get myself a coffee and something sweet."

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"So, when do you have this big game of yours?," Ubbe asked, looking into his phone.

"Seriously? I am going on and on about it for weeks now. It's this weekend, Saturday to be exact," Hvitserk rolled his eyes; he grew annoyed by repeating himself on and on.

"Forgive him. I guess the family takes a lot out of our dear brother," Ivar chuckled.

All three of them walked down the street.

It was the first time in months when they could just meet and go out. Even if they didn't plan anything crazy, it still was nice to get reunited.

"I at least have a family, Ivar. You and Y/N could think about it as well," Ubbe shrugged, placing the phone back in his pocket. "Mother is still talking about it."

"Mother will talk. We both feel comfortable with how things are for now. I am not pushing her and she is not pushing me, to anything. We just live the best of our lives and we both are happy about that," Ivar answered, nodding.

"I mean, that's sound fair," Hvitserk commented.

Boys quickly changed the subject to something far way interesting to talk about. They walked lively as they talked about some stuff.

The nice atmosphere lasted until Hvitserk stopped in front of a little cafe. Through the cafe's big window he spotted a familiar person, actually two to be exact.

You were sitting there, talking with Bjørn and giggling like a schoolgirl.

"Yo, Ivar? Isn't it Y/N?”

Ubbe and Ivar looked over their shoulders, and then joined Hvitserk.

Ivar frowned as soon as he spotted you.

Of course you going out wasn't a problem for him, you were a free woman after all but meeting with Bjørn? Out of all the people?! Fucking Bjørn. What else?! Maybe you were doing it regularly behind his back?

"I am going back home. Whatever idea you two had, go without me, I’m passing," crippled, young man muttered, tightening the grip on his crutch.

There was no reason to argue with Ivar at that point. They could see that he was pissed and arguing with angry Ivar was like teasing a bull with a red cape, it was the last thing they really needed that day or ever.

Ubbe and Hvitserk just shook their heads and then slowly walked away.

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You had no idea how long you sat there but you couldn't help it. Talking with Bjørn was really captivating. While listening to one of his stories you looked at your watch. "Oh, my! Bjørn, I am so sorry but I should go. I still have plans."

Bjørn looked at you and nodded slowly. “Yeah, sure. It was really nice to see you."

"Same! We need to meet up one day. Bye!," You quickly paid and left the cafe.

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The walk home was calm, you even texted Ivar that you are on the way back but for some reason he didn't respond. Maybe this should be a red flag but you shrugged it off, he probably was still with his brothers.

You didn't expect to see him in the flat. He was sitting on the couch, tapping his fingers angrily. It was more than obvious that he was mad.

"Love? Did something happen?," You asked, taking your jacket off.

"I don't know. You tell me, love."

Walking into the living room you looked at him with confusion written on your face. At this point you had no idea what he meant.

"What? You gonna stand there and make a fool out of me? You thought I won't find you? I wonder how long you go behind my back!,” Ivar growled, getting up from the couch.

Then it suddenly hit you. Did he see you in the cafe? After all he was out with Hvitserk and Ubbe, so there was a slight chance he did.

"Ivar. It's not like that. I was in a cafe and Bjørn just happened to be there as well."

"He? Happened to be there?," Ivar chuckled darkly. "You are blind, stupid or both!"

His behaviour was getting out of hand but his accusations were too much for you to handle.

"Excuse me? Watch your words, Ivar."

"Me?! Watch my words?! These are words of truth! He was following you those fucking eyes ever since I brought you home for the first time. Ever since that day he accidentally happened to be in places that you are!," Ivar growled, shaking his head. "Of course you had to fall for this. What's next?! Are you gonna fuck him? Or Maybe Hvitserk?”

You went silent. How could he even have thought about something like that? He was hard to live with but you would never cheat on him, no matter how moody or annoying he was. His words cut you deeply.

The lack of response meant as much as a yes for him.

"Fuck it. I am leaving, no idea when I will be back," Ivar muttered and walked to a hanger to grab his jacket before leaving.

The door slammed loudly that you literally jumped in the place.

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House without Ivar seemed empty.

Maybe it was stupind to miss him after this argument but you couldn't help it. You really loved that man, no matter how moody he was. Even if it was hard to love him, you knew that he was different deep inside.

Laying in bed alone was odd, without his body next to yours. He always was there, mostly complaining about his legs or just talking about his day and how annoying his brothers were.

Sighing, you took his pillow and hugged it tightly, you wanted him back but he needed time to cool down. Looking at the clock helped you realize how sleepless your night was. It was almost morning.

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Ivar also couldn't sleep. He just lied in bed, smoking and looking into the ceiling. Aslaug would prabobly murder him for smoking inside the house but he didn't care, it's not like she would kick her crippled son out of the house.

Puffing out the smoke he watched it disappearing in the air.

He already missed you, so fucking much. Ivar looked at the bedside table and grabbed his phone to check the time.

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Trying to get some sleep, you laid on the bed, with eyes closed and Ivar's pillow under your head.

Suddenly, your phone buzzed.

You sat up and grabbed it; maybe it was Hvitserk? Or Ubbe? Maybe Aslaug? Maybe something happened to Ivar? You simply had to know.

To your own surprise, it was text from Ivar himself.

Ivar ❤️😈: It's 4:03 and I can't sleep without you next to me.

Chuckling, you felt the wave of relief washing over you. He was alive.

You: I can say the same. Where are you?

Ivar ❤️😈: I am at my parent's house.

You: I am happy that you are safe.

Meantime Ivar blonked looking at the screen. You were happy he was safe? You were worried about him.

Ivar ❤️😈: Were you worried?

You: Of course I was, dummy. I am always worried. Listen, I just want you to know that I don't care about Bjørn. All I care about is you, Ivar. Always and forever.

He looked at the text. You didn't have a reason to hurt him in any way, you always were patient with him. Even when he was a total asshole. No matter if the day was regular or filled with pain, you just were there for him.

Maybe the fear of losing you just clouded his judgement? Bjørn wasn't like him, he was a strong and healthy man when he was just a cripple. Who the hell would pick a cripple over a healthy man?!

He was jealous and scared but it was time to fix it.

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You waited at the message but nothing came. Maybe he just fell asleep or didn't care about your empty (for him at least) arguments. After giving him fifteen minutes, you send another text to make sure he is okay, and surprisingly you heard the sound of the SMS notification in the flat.

Ivar opened the door to your shared bedroom and rested his weight on the crutch, looking at you. Without any word he walked to the bed and sat down. He removed his braces, clothes, and soon you were wrapped in a tight hug.

"I am sorry," Ivar whispered.

You nuzzled to him. "It's fine."

"It's not, Y/N. I hurt you... All because of my insecurities. I was furious, he is Bjørn, big, strong, healthy. I am none of that, and you are beautiful, special. You deserve better,``he muttered, nuzzling to you.

While listening to him, you undone his bun and moved your hand through his hair. "Silly! I love you. I love you so much, no matter what. You are hard to deal with sometimes, that’s true but I still love you."

"You are too good to me, you know that?”

Giggling, you gently pulled on his hair, earning a soft growl from him. "You should be grateful and not point it out," you kissed his forehead. "We should get some sleep."

Ivar nodded, hugging you tightly. "Yeah, you are right."

Soon, both of you fell asleep, embracing each other tightly.

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#ofmanderley300 #ivar the boneless #ivar the boneless x reader #ivar ragnarsson #ivar ragnarsson x reader #ivar x reader #ivar the boneless x hvitserk #hvitserk #ubbe #bjorn ironside #ivar the boneless fluff #writing challenge #ivar the boneless oneshot #ivar the boneless one shot #ivar the boneless fic

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armenelols · 3 years

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so Melkor canonically takes Húrin *out of the fortress of Angband* to make him look at the grotesque Nirnaeth memorial to taunt him and I know this is super unrealistic but how funny would it be if Húrin escaped? Like, Morgoth is just pointing towards the lands of Húrin's kin, making his grand speech and then he looks down and the seemingly frail, injured human prisoner is just gone. His entire evil, dramatic plan is just ruined. (Maybe the eagles still circle outside Angband occasionally?)

Anyways with that in mind, here's a letter from my CoH fix it AU

Morgoth: Sorry I had to leave mid speech, an old friend of mine required my attention and I had to, you'll forgive the joke I am sure, fly away. I'm sure you'll be pleased to know I am doing well. Haha, you won't be pleased at all but regardless, I am doing very well. We had a wonderful crop of raspberries this year. War is never fun of course but my people are strong and we carve out moments of life and joy for ourselves no matter the horrors you inflict on us. The same is true for the Eldar,. Which reminds me, I've recently made contact with several Noldor, one of whom has also known your 'hospitality' and so I suppose I should thank you for giving us something to talk about. He also has heard your tiresome speeches so I'm pleased to know it's not just my bad taste, you really are just overdramatic and boring.

With the utmost sincerity, go fuck yourself. Húrin post script: a few weeks ago my son fell out of a tree and got a cut on his arm. he's fine but the scar has remained longer than when your general hit me with his whip. how sad is that?? tell him that for me, please :) Second post script: you asked me where Gondolin is and after much consultation of maps and charts, I can tell you with certainty that it's in Beleriand. Hope that helps!

-@outofangband

I don't care about how unrealistic a scenario it is, this is perfect. Morgoth should have known better than to underestimate Húrin's coolness.

Húrin telling Morgoth about raspberries!!! Subtle Maedhros reference? NICE, also a good way to rile up Morgoth more. Overdramatic!! ! And boring!!! Speeches!!! And how nice of Húrin to help Morgoth's attempts to find Gondolin!

My dear friend Morgoth,

I am saddened to inform you our potatoes are not doing well this year. On the other hand, raspberries are still plenty and tasty! In these dark times, one must find delight in so small a thing - maybe you could invent some sort of cool light, to lighten up these dark days? My friend (the one who agrees you see overdramatic!) told me of a nice lamp his father made; maybe you could use something similar in Angband? I think it would bring much-needed light into your life.

My other friend who has known your hospitality disagrees. He thinks hitting you with a hammer would be more effective.

On a different note, your last letter sounded angry and threatening. Are you feeling well? I know a healer - maybe they could help? I am worried about you! You were always quite pale; maybe the lack of sunlight is making you angry. I recommend tanning.

Love,

Húrin

PS: my son sends a message: you suck and go fuck yourself.

Normally I would tell him to mind his tongue, but I am afraid I would feel like a hypocrite since I agree with him.

PPS: I am afraid my research on Gondolin's location got stuck, but my last findings told me it is either in Beleriand or in the sea - I recommend you to learn how to swim.

#thanks for the ask! ❤#i love your letter!#sublte-maedhros #subtle-rog #hi smoll túrin #go fuck yourself morgoth #hurin

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tokyotokoyami · 3 years

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MHA Character Reaction: Getting You Pregnant

Aizawa, Bakugo, Hawks, Kaminari, Kirishima, Midoriya, Todoroki, + Tokoyami

Genre: Fluff, Suggestive

Warnings: 18+, unplanned pregnancy, brief mentions of abortion, profanity and obscene language

A/N: not really anatomy neutral but doesn’t use pronouns so still gender neutral

“we’re having a kid?”

notice how he says ‘we’

heart melting

pretends to be upset but really isn’t

“great now i have another rugrat to take care of”

kind of stoked to have a mini him running around

really wants a boy just because he really does want to see a tiny version of himself

if he had a girl he wouldn’t be mad though

would spoil his little princess

the type of guy to buy cheesy matching outfits for the kid

tries to help out in his own special way

“go sit down. i can do it myself dumbass.”

cooks for you a lot more

just wants to take care of you and your little prince/ss

if you ever complain about being pregnant, don’t

he’s going to complain right back

“the hell are you complaining for, you’re the one that wanted me to knock you up.”

he’s going to try even harder to be the #1 hero

that dumbass tsundere wants nothing more than to be the best for you and your baby

so excited

“i’m gonna be a dad? i’m gonna be a dad!”

you’ve never seen his face light up that bright

smothers you in kisses, picks you up and spins you in circles

immediately becomes what i like to call a helicopter husband (even if you’re not married)

“sorry was that too tight? did i hurt you?”

he’s gonna nag you ALL. THE. TIME.

“hey babe, are you eating enough? are you getting lots of fluids?”

“you’re not drinking coffee are you? don’t it’s not good for the baby.”

“don’t stand for too long or you’ll-“

ALL. THE. TIME.

if you’re thinking about doing anything just don’t

if you’re a pro hero he will demand you take off work for the next nine months

of course he didn’t want you getting hurt before but now he really doesn’t want you hurt

he wouldn’t necessarily want you to stop working completely but he’ll suggest you stay in the office

he’d never force you to stay behind though,, he doesn’t think it’s manly to force anything on you

but he cares a lot and wants you as safe as possible

buys baby shoes for the hell of it

“they were cute! just like our little angel inside of you.”

his brain is blank

nothing you’re saying is going through to him

“YOU’RE TELLING ME YOU’RE PREGNANT?! HOW?!”

needs time to process

when his brain finally stops short circuiting he’s going to panic

“i’m not ready yet! what are we going to do?”

he’ll come around after like a day or so

and when he does oh boy are you in for a treat

super proud

brags about it non-stop

“hey did you hear? y/n is pregnant with my baby. we’re starting a family.”

“yea denki we know you’ve told us twenty times already”

super excited even though he has no idea what he doing

thinks pregnancy is hot

starts calling you mama

“hey mama, lookin’ good”

in the end he’s excited to be a dad even if he has no idea what he’s doing

"cool”

isn’t worried at all really which is weird considering he hasn’t thought about having kids

doesn’t even consider getting rid of it

the type of guy to take parenting classes because he wants everything to be perfect

comes home one day with tons of bags

“i bought this for the baby”

he’s got clothes, shoes, toy, stuff for a nursery, EVERYTHING

he’s got stuff for you too

he’s spoiling you more than before

gives you some of the those good old icyhot massages to make you feel better

holds your hair back when you get morning sickness

goes out of his way to satisfy your pregnant cravings no matter how disgusting or bizzare they may be

makes sure you have a good doctor which a lot of people tend to really overlook

the perfect partner really

now why the hell would you tell him this

he’s going to freak the fuck out

his head is going a thousand miles a minute

does that little deku mumble thing

will ask all might what to do

does his research

wants to learn everything about pregnancy

and when he does

he’s mortified

thinks of all the pain you’re going to be in nine months from now

tries to make up for it by babying you

waits on you hand and foot

you could breathe in a certain direction and he’s in butler mode

“what is it? your breath changed. do you need something. i can get it for you. just tell me what it is i got it.”

“well this is unexpected.”

immediately assumes you don’t want this

“your body your choice.”

isn’t going to tell you he wants to keep it

he doesn’t want to influence your decision

he doesn’t want you to feel like he thinks you’re a incubator or something when that certainly isn’t the case

if you tell him you’re keeping it he’ll be so relieved

he’s thanking all the gods at once

if you’re not married already he’s going to propose

isn’t super traditional but he thinks you might as well seal the deal if you’re just going to start a family regardless

he had decided a while ago that he wanted to spend the rest of his life with you

his plans just got a little sped up

but he’s happy

his dream come true

“are you serious right now? if you’re joking i won’t forgive you.”

since he had his childhood stripped away from him he’s wanted nothing more than to have a kid of his own to show the world how it’s done

i think he’s another one that wants a daughter but i also see him wanting a son

and for that reason i think he’d want the gender to be a surprise

he doesn’t want to know until that thing comes out of you

he buys a tiny version of his hero costume for the kid to wear

he would expect the kid to have his quirk

so he mentally prepares for that

and brags about it

“they’ll be flying around the city in no time, isn’t that right kiddo?”

did i mention he talks to your stomach constantly

gets off on the fact that he’s the one that got you pregnant

constantly tells you how much he loves your pregnant body

lets you know that fun time does not stop just because you’re pregnant if you know what i mean

very calm

why should he panic anyways

he already has a kid,, what’s so bad about having another

he cares more about how you feel

“are you willing to go through all the pains of being pregnant?”

tells eri she’s getting a sister

and yes he says sister

does not hide his desire for a daughter

just another princess for him to spoil

he does consider the possibility of eri feeling differently about him now that he has a biological kid otw

so he’ll go out of his way to show her that he still loves her the same

will buy cat themed items for the child

goes to the doctor with you and holds your hand the whole time

honestly he gets super protective of you,, way more protective than before

someone on the street could look at you the wrong way and he’d think about suspending them from a lamp post in his scarf cocoon

also quite a bit more touchy

whether it be in public, at home in the kitchen, on the couch, or laying in bed with you in his arms

hes always got a least one of his arms wrapped around you because he wants to feel closer to the little monster inside of you

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bri-notthecheese · 3 years

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my thoughts on Iki Island:

(spoilers under the cut)

I really loved this DLC! I had nothing but high hopes for this after playing the base game last year (and three more times after that), and Sucker Punch didn’t disappoint. The whole time playing it I felt like it was only adding to my love of the characters and the stories they set up in the base game, and then all the new quests and mechanics added a lot of fresh fun on top of that!

So where to even begin.

The opening scene was super cool and a neat way to introduce the new shaman enemies. And despite Yuna only actually being in one scene, it was a delight to see her again. Though since I’m playing the DLC after finishing everything, I don't love the continuity of Yuna not accompanying him, but gameplay wise I knew that wasn’t going to happen anyway, but I just love when she’s with us <3

Went for my horse straight away and I was THRILLED to see that Kaze can now kill enemies and the new charge mechanic was way more fun than I was expecting and I was having too much fun with that. After Nobu, I didn’t expect to get attached the Kaze all that much (even if he continued on into a later game) but I was quickly proved wrong with this because I now kind of separate Nobu as the more gentler of the two, that was always there for me, and while Kaze is too, I like imagining Kaze is a lot younger and his aggressive personality in this really sold that and I like that it probably eases Jin’s worries a bit to see his new horse being able to fend off attacks a bit better. Plus, with his new armor, he’s even safer <3 Really fell more in love with Kaze in this, which I didn’t expect.

Met The Eagle next and had that whole encounter. I love how right away if you pay attention, you know Yuna isn’t Yuna because she’s never once addressed Jin as ‘my lord.’ I think the only time she said it was when she was talking to both him and Shimura at the lighthouse, and it wasn’t because she wanted to. But still, even knowing something was wrong, it’s cute that Jin’s mind went to her as a safe place who he’d have no problem entrusting stories and secrets to, which was obviously the Eagle’s goal. And hearing her voice warp into the Eagle’s was creepyyyy and so good <3 (my Yuna loving ass was sad to realize that was most likely the last time we’d see her, but that’s okay) That next part of the hallucination really got you feeling for Jin, and I couldn’t help but be frustrated that he’s only a child, how was he supposed to help?!?!?

So I ignored Tenzo’s next mission and explored and pretty much completed the entire island. I got jump scared WAY too many times by her taunts, but I loved how that just added to the direness of the situation. I was obsessed with finding all the hallucinations and it just kept breaking my heart how Jin has all of this pent up guilt/heartache--with Ryuzo (he had so many I found), his father, his uncle, the Khan, Nobu :(, Masako, etc. I honestly had expected to find one regarding Taka and I’m a bit sad that I didn’t. Add those to the memories of his father and the ever-present taunting, I was going through it with Jin <3 At least you can pet the animals for him <3 The little smile he’d get every time was worth it. And the flute playing mechanic was really neat!

The first memory I got was their chat before Kazumasa’s death and honestly that got me all teary because Jin wanted so badly to hear him say he accepted him as his son, but deep down, would he have felt it? And my heart just breaks so much for Jin because as I kept going through the memories, I kept thinking how well 1) his dad sucks, but 2) both father figures kept wanting Jin to be somebody else. And it hurts that he was closer to Shimura’s way of thinking and how we even see that one time that Shimura corrects Jin, that his recitation of what honor means were his father’s words, and gets Jin to say that kindness is what honor means to him and wow. <3 <3 <3 But it hurts knowing their fate too <3 That while Shimura was more of a father to Jin than Kazumasa was, eventually, he couldn’t accept what Jin was doing in their way. Though it does hurt and make you wonder if Shimura was frightened that Jin was turning into his dad...I had that thought many times. (I loved seeing Adachi so much though omg <3 <3 <3) It was very interesting how the song Jin ends up playing for his father at the end of the memories is the ‘Jin Sakai’ theme. And then how that in turn, morphs into ‘The Way of the Ghost’ later on when in the final battle.

It hurts that Jin had Chiyoko in his life for such a short time. I’m glad he did have Yuriko at least, but all of Jin’s memories on his mother and how she emphasized just living was so prominent, and her love of animals clearly passed to him and that gentleness too. And of instruments. Such softness, and I love that he retains that even as an adult. It makes sense that he doesn’t speak of his mother as often since he has far less experiences with her vs Kazumasa or Shimura, but it was nice to see her influence within him.

Did this quest near the end of my exploration but I got the BIGGEST smile on my fave when I barged in the house to find the Ghost of Iki Island was Kenji <3 <3 <3 I love this dumbass so much and it was so nice to see a familiar face <3 Plus it let Jin have an actual full laugh when Kenji referred to them both as ‘tough guys’ XD His quests are always enjoyable for me and so I really loved that (though I was also Jin when he’s like “...you didn’t say goodbye.”) but I was happy to see him do the right thing at the end <3 THEN I got to duel the Viper because I diffused the situation instead and that was fun. Love that Jin explains his knowledge of negotiation was learned from all the years with Shimura <3 Also enjoyed spotting Kenji later in the Refuge XD

Really enjoyed all the side quests overall, loved all the animal sanctuaries, and the archery was a TON of fun! Getting the horse armor was neat, seeing Jin actively stop a Mythic retelling, though I was surprised there was no duel for that one. The one for the monkey armor was so creepy, following the lights in the cave, but so damn cinematic and that fight was incredible plus that amor is my new best friend. Seriously omg, the duels in this DLC felt so much beefier than the base game (I was playing on hard so that could be a reason, but the fights didn’t feel this tanky in the base) But that armor just made them a piece of cake if you’re good at perfect parries and perfect dodges <3 <3

Loved the banter and camaraderie between Jin and Tenzo throughout. And I really enjoyed Fune’s character as well! Did the next few story missions and I couldn’t help that sense of foreboding slipping in as I was getting more attached to these characters. Love that they had Kidafure Battlefield on the map but it isn’t till the mission that they tack on the ‘Village’, really hitting home what happened there.

Maybe I should have been, but I did not see the twist with Tenzo coming at ALL! I physically gasped when he spoke the “May your death benefit all things” to that random Mongol and I was soooo tense, like Jin listen I know he was your dad but also Tenzo spared you. Which I love in the long run how he spared the Butcher’s child only to save him later in life, and Jin could save him and the island in return <3 Because ohhhhhh boy did I get emotional when Jin stopped the Eagle from landing that blow.

But before that, HER FIGHT IS SO FUCKING COOOOOL!!!!!! SHE IS SO DAMN FAST AND SHE EASILY WIPED THE FLOOR WITH ME THE FIRST TWO TIMES. I also love her references to Khotan and that her moveset with the spear shares some similarities with him. I tried once more in my Ghost armor (for fashion) and then I switched to the Sarugami armor and was flying through just to have that whole cutscene.

I know culture is different and obviously I can never understand that mindset, but to hear him say to Jin that they both should have died there broke my heart. What kind of a father wants his son’s death with him like that?!?!?!?! But I LOOOOOOVED ‘Honor and Ash’ playing in the background for that scene, as Jin is rejecting what his father may have thought/wanted (just like he did to Shimura with that track at the end of Act 2) and then it moved up a key just to reinforce that Jin is forgiving himself for this and letting go and again, forging his own path just as he did with his uncle. I loved that they used that piece for that pivotal moment...

...JUST TO KICK IT INTO AN EVEN HIGHER GEAR WITH JIN SAVING TENZO AND THE GHOST THEME BLARING IN WITH A KEY CHANGE TO THEN TRIUMPHANTLY FINISH OFF THE EAGLE!!!!! I WAS SO HYPED (and also hoping I wouldn’t die cuz how anti climactic would that have been?!?) but I didn’t and I really enjoyed the resolution between those two. I bowed to him after he bowed to me and I love that they even added dialogue for that if players do decide to do that <3 <3 <3

The next quest with Fune was sweet, though it felt a little odd to do after defeating the Eagle, but it was sweet nonetheless. I have to finish up some trophy stuff, I guess there’s unseen quests that I’m sure I’ve done a few of, but I have to figure out what I missed. The dueling ring was fun, though that lady was the most difficult for me.

A few things of note:

-I like that in this DLC, you really can’t tell if it’s better to kill or spare Shimura. And how there are lines that could mean slightly different things to Jin depending on what he’s done. I’ve done both and I was on a file where he spared him, but besides a hallucination mentioning the Ghost being hunted for the rest of his days, nothing else pointed to one choice or the other.

-Though a line Jin said to Sugi threw me a bit when he said something along the lines of ‘you’ll never understand how hard it is to kill your family’ and maybe he was referencing his guilt for his father, but I’m like ?????? who else did you kill Jin??? Shimura is fine in this play through XD

-Talking with her though, I like that Jin described himself as ‘someone who knows what it’s like to be hunted’ :((((((

-Tenzo also made reference to a friend of his being beheaded, but not finding the head till a week later, and asking Jin if he understands that and while the situation is different, I bet Jin’s mind went to Taka :(

-Loved the subtle storytelling elements with Jin falling into his nightmares during the fight through the Gorge and his resolve disappears each time. The second time it happened, I verbally went “oh my resolve.....oh.”

-I do think Sucker Punch made a lil mistake though because I started thinking about how in Tale 8 of Masako’s quests, I’m almost certain she mentions Jin not understanding her need for revenge or something along those lines, and she talks about Shimura hunting down Kazamasu’s killer for weeks and how Jin had his closure. But uhhhhhh obviously his killer was never found? Or they killed the wrong one? And they didn’t mention it was on Iki Island and obviously didn’t have that foresight that they’d be doing this DLC since he was killed in the snow in the base game and now it was under a wisteria tree, but besides that small thing, I had no complaints! except for always wanting more Yuna

It was so great and I felt it really complemented the base game, especially in regards to everything that Jin feels guilty and responsible for, but also puts his relationship with Shimura is so many new lights that I loooove and I need to talk about more!!! If you read this far, feel free to hmu to chat about it because my best friend who played the base game at the same time I did and screamed with me about it has not played this yet and ahhhhh!!!!!!

#ghost of tsushima #iki island #iki island spoilers #my thoughts #enjoy my ramblings before i sleep

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You honestly don't need to go to college to get a good job. You can go through a contractor agency and get a office job and get paid at least $500 a week for something like data entry work. I dont see the point in going to college a getting a bunch of debt if you don't have to. I dropped out of college and was super depressed after and thats what i did. Im now 23 and make a cool $25 an hour, which is not bad for a single person with no kids.

Yeah that's a pretty good wage for 23! I'm turning 25 this winter myself (ugh). Sorry to hear college didn't work out though. I'm sure that was extremely stressful :(

I know it can be kind of varied, but as an American it's becoming the norm here to have a college degree that you actually can't do anything with. I used to have a neighbor who's son had a law degree and you know what he was doing for work? He was a waiter at Outback Steakhouse, still paying off his student loans

My mom never even finished college and she's still paying off her student loans at 56. Fun fact but when that whole coronavirus student loan forgiveness program was going on, it doesn't count if your loans have already been sold to a collection agency, which is where most student loans currently are, so even a lot of forgiveness programs tend to fuck you over. My mom was hoping she could finally be free of her student loans and she was told "nah sorry you're stuck with those forever". Like she's making payments over time but I think she told me that they gather interest faster than she can pay them so she's kind of just resigned to dying without ever paying them off which is Not Good

There's also a lot of studies and statistical evidence which suggests that American schools are more often than not lacking in quality education so it's also like. For the price of going to college here you could probably move to another country, buy a house there, and attend their free nationalized college.

Like shit I could go to trade school and learn how to do wiring or electrician work and I would make more than many teachers, cops, public service workers, EMTs. The American reality is that many specialized jobs really don't pay for shit anymore because we refuse to raise the minimum wage. The only wages that are increasing are for actually "unskilled" jobs where wannabe ceos and corporate mooks are answering emails in between checking Facebook. Shit one of my old roommates worked in IT (not an unskilled job, but this applies in context) and made something like over $200 an hour and there were many times where he would just. Literally not have anything to do. Most of the time he worked from home but when they required him to go into the office they kind of slacked off because they would have so few tasks a day and then once those were done they would have literal HOURS of free time.

And those are the people making more than I ever could in a lifetime. I resent it. I extremely resent it. Even though my roommate worked hard to get where he was, having multiple degrees and a long resume of everything from sushi chef to retail, he had rich parents to help him go to college and support him, and he spent his money like absolute shit. Him and his partner would move once every other year "just because they don't like living in the same place for too long, I dunno"

Meanwhile my ass who grew up in poverty and had to move because of not having money and being evicted just sitting there and hearing this like 😬😰😤

It's not that college doesn't work or anything but definitely in America it has become an extremely predatory process where you aren't even really guaranteed that it'll be worth it. I remember even little baby Weeb back in elementary school eventually started going "it doesn't matter what job I want because I'm not gonna be able to get it :)" though that may have been from... a childhood stocked with watching my mom lose job after job after job and not being able to find good ones, idk

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mayabooowrites · 3 years

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Your my light even if all you see is darkness||D.M

Summary: Draco meets a girl who's blind

When Draco was 6 his parents threw a party and he saw a girl his age just sitting on a chair with a weird stick thing in her hands

He ends up walking to his mother and pulls on her dress to get her attention which took awhile but finally she realized what Draco was doing "Yes Draco what can I help you with?" His mother asks and he points to the strange little girl with the weird sick just sitting on the chair

"Who's she? And why does she have a weird stick in her hands mom?" Draco asks questionly very confused and intrigued what the strange stick was

"That's y/n l/n and she's blind Draco she uses that stick to walk and feel for things in front of her." His mom says and Draco looked at her very confused

"What's blind mommy?" Draco asks and his mom thinks for a second on how to explain it to him

"All she sees his darkness Draco, she doesn't see stuff you see, she can't see at all." His mom says and Draco looked at you sadly then looks back at his mom

"Can you come with me so I can talk with her." Draco asks and his mom nods

"Sure let's go." Dracos mom says as she then takes Dracos hand and walks over to you and his mom talk with you for a little bit as Draco was now shy suddenly "Y/n this is my son Draco he's your age, maybe you both can be friends." Dracos mom says and you reach your hand out and Draco takes it "Say hello Draco." His mom says and he nods as he was so nervous to just say hi to you, but he's never like this so what's going on?

"H-H-H-Hi!!!" Draco yells and you laugh which confused him did he say something wrong?

"I'm blind not deaf you don't need to yell." You say and Draco nods then realized that was dumb because you can't see why did he just nod?

"Sorry I'm nervous." Draco says and you smile at him making him smile as well "Let's be friends!" Draco says and you nod and Draco smiles even wider

You and Draco were friends for years and you did go to Hogwarts and you and Draco were both sorted into Slytherin together

But Draco stopped hanging around you in year 2 when people started making fun of you for being a blind witch people say you're not a true witch because you can't see, and Draco stopped being your friend because he started being bullied for associating with you so he started ignoring you

Now it's year 5 and you and Draco don't talk anymore but you don't see his constant stares and worried glances if you fell after someone bumped into you, you just think your best friend since you were 6 left and doesn't care about you anymore

But today as you were walking into a library someone tripped you and you fell to the ground and then you hear laughing "Should have watched where your going, come on Draco." The girl says and tears welled up in your eyes and you felt even worse because Draco was right there and wasn't doing a thing of course he wouldn't he hates you obviously

"Shut up! Just because I can't see doesn't give you the right to bully me! I may not be able to see with my eyes but I can clearly see you're a fucking bitch, now go jump off a bridge." You say and then you grab all tour stuff as the girl kept saying let's go Draco now

"Draco let's go! Stop standing there and let's leave." The girl says and you wanted to think Draco actually did care about you but you know he doesn't

As you continue to walk offf you over heard Draco say no I'm not going anywhere with you now don't talk to me and you just kept walking and you then heard someone calling your name and you didn't care and just walked to where you sit and sit down, you open your books which were of course braille so you could actually read

"Y/n I said wait up please." Draco says and you recognized his voice but continued to ignore him

"Sorry I don't talk to people I don't know or fake people sorry but your all of above." You say and Draco let's out a sigh as he sounded like he was about to cry

"I'm sorry I left you, I shouldn't have I was only looking out for my reputation and not my best friend who I lov— who I care about a lot." Draco says and you close your book and look over at him

"Love? You love me?" You say obviously hearing what he was gonna say and you couldn't see the obvious blush forming on Dracos face as he was embarrassing himself in front of the whole library

"What? No! I care I said care only care yes care." Draco says as he was saying it like he was trying to convince himself that he doesn't love you

"Ok? Look I'm busy being alone and doing nothing so can you leave? I have a busy schedule as you can see." You say and Draco laughs which what's so funny about that?

"Nope I'm sorry but I'm gonna be your annoying best friend again hope you enjoy that." Draco says and Draco notices the annoyed expression on your face and sighs "Look I truly am sorry for ditching you, I shouldn't have cared what people were saying all because I hung out with you, I should have stuck up for you but I was a coward and I apologize." Draco says and you nod as you let out a sigh he sounds super sorry so maybe you should forgive him? And give him one last chance that's all he gets

"Ok I forgive you Draco." You say and Draco smiles widely

"Thank you y/n I won't let you down again."

Months pass and if anyone said something rude to you Draco stood up for you and if people said rude things to him he just laughed it off and walked off as you held his hand as he guided you through the halls of Hogwarts

You never saw his red face when you held his hand or leaned on his shoulder or anything, but it was there and everyone around him definitely saw it

Draco wasn't planning on confessing his feelings soon that was until he saw you talking with Harry Potter one day, Draco walked over and pulled you away saying leave my best friend alone Potter "Draco! He was just being nice!" You say as Draco helped you sit down then sat down beside you

"Don't care." He says as you lean your head on Dracos shoulder making his face turn super red "Y/n?" Draco says and you look up where you know his face is so your looking at him as he speaks

"Yeah?" You say and Draco gets even redder if it's possible

"Can we talk later? I need to talk to you about something." Draco says and you nod as you wondered if it's about the feelings that he obviously has for you, like it's so obvious that even you can see it and your blind

After classes were over for the day Draco brought you somewhere and wouldn't say where your going

After like 10 minutes of walking Draco helps you sit down on a blanket on the grass "Ok what's going on?" You ask and you feel Draco sit beside you

"Well it's a picnic I thought why not bring you on one?" Draco asks and you smile at him and he smiles back slightly and this time he wanted you to know so he put your hand on his cheek so you could feel his smile which made you smile wider

"Is this a date?" You ask and Draco starts stuttering as you felt his cheeks heat up "Awww your blushing." You say and Draco shakes his head

"NO! It's only red because it's warm out yeah that why only why I swear don't over think it." Draco says and you chuckle as you smile at him as your hand was still on his cheek and you move closer to Draco and he stops smiling as he stares at your lips and he's loved you since you both were 10 how could he not fall for you? You only cared about his personality and not his looks like other people, well you can't even see how he looks so of course you only care how he treats you. Which he treats you better then he treats himself

"Ok Draco I won't overthink you blushing after I called this a date." You say and Draco nods as he looks at the grass as he grabs little strands of grass and plays with it as he was now embarrassed

"Y/n you know I feel terrible about ditching you right?" Draco says as he looks up at you and you nod

"Yeah I know and I may still be slightly angry with you." You say as you lean your back into Dracos chest as you sit between his legs now and he tensed up not knowing what to do

"Um, um, um, um, y/n your really close you know." Draco says and you nod you know that but Draco is always so warm and your cold so you wanna be as close as you can to him

You then wrap his arms around you and maybe you were doing this so you can cuddle him because you do like Draco and now that your friends again your just so happy "I like being close to you draco it makes me feel safer." You say and Draco nods he wanted you to feel safe so of course he'll allow you to do this

"Y/n can we talk now?" Draco asks and you nod and he lets out a sigh he's gonna say it after all these years he's finally gonna tell you how he feels and he won't chicken out! Because for all these years you've been like his light and he let you go but now he won't let you go again "Y/n I-I." Draco starts but he couldn't do it "I think your so cool." Draco says and you sigh

"I love you too idiot you can say it." You say and Draco looked shocked wait what happened?

"Huh?" Draco says and you look over at him and laugh

"I've guessed you were in love with me for years. Of course once you ditched me I thought it was a lie, but now I've realized yeah no you still love me." You say and Draco just grabs you and kisses you and you kiss him back gladly you've dreamt of kissing him for years, of course it's how you think he looks you have now clue what he actually looks like

"It's better then my dreams." Draco says as he pulls away and you smiled at him

"Same Draco." You say and Draco holds your hand as he smiles at you as he was almost crying

"So y/n? Do you wanna be my girlfriend?" Draco asks and you nod and he smiles even wider *I won't ever let her go again*

Years later

It's been years since you and Draco got together you both are married now and a week ago you got a surgery that may hopefully give you sight, of course there is a chance it didn't work but you had to do it "It's been a week princess you can take the bandages off today." Draco says and you nod as you look over where his voice is and put your hand out and he walks over and takes it and holds your hand as you were sitting on yours and Dracos bed

"I want you to take them off I want you to be the first person I see." You say and Draco agreed and reaches behind your head and slowly unwraps the bandages, you blink once they were off as your eyes get used to the light and once your eyes adjusted you see Draco standing in front of you as he patiently waited for you to say if it worked or not he looked really impatient "Your more handsome then I imagined Draco." You say and tears welled up in Dracos eyes as he hugged you tightly as he was saying stuff like I can't believe it you can see! You can actually see I'm so glad

"Oh wait now you can see our son once he gets home from your parents, but I'm so glad you can finally see like you've always wanted." Draco says and you nod as you started to cry tears of joy "I'm so glad it worked and you can see finally I love you so much y/n." Draco says and you leaned your forehead on his as you wiped his tears away as he did the same to you

"I love you too Draco."

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