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floatinginwords · 3 years

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Saved by the Devil (7/?) - Tommy Shelby

Summary: You have a talk with some friends and get a little job offered

Paring: Tommy Shelby x fem!reader (Not romantic...yet)

A/n: this took me so long to write. I hope you like it. Have a wonderful day:)

You walked through the streets on London feeling lost and uneasy. The state record of your father was there, written officially: he was declared dead. You felt like you were going crazy for not even trusting the piece of evidence. You asked the secretary about a million questions about how they even go about certifying a death. The woman looked at you as if you were crazy and you probably looked it. None of the cuts were healed, parts of your face were beginning to bruise, and the stich on your hand was horrendous. At least you didn’t reek of alcohol. It bothered you that the certificate under cause of death read “suicide”. You distinctly remember Sabini tell you that your father had got himself killed.

‘Why stage it like a suicide and then tell the underworld you killed him? Couldn’t you have just paid the cops to look the other way?’ A million more questions swarmed your way non of which the secretary could answer.

And so you left the place walking slowly back home feeling odd. Dead is dead right you don’t need the details. You don’t want them. You tell yourself this as you get home, telling yourself that the uneasy feeling was from the physical night before not because someone was watching you.

‘I’m not safe staying here’ You think to yourself. You start fantasizing about all the different places you could disappear to, the new life you could create for yourself. You just needed enough money to so. That wad of cash underneath your bed was good for a boat ride and hotel stay, not for entire life change. You were gonna need to start saving and earning, more fast. The air was changing and not for the better.

Once you get home, you can see a lamp on in the window. You try to walk past the figure sitting in the living room, but their voice rings out stopping you from making another move.

“(Y/n), we need to talk.” Ada says.

“What about?” you ask sitting opposite of her in the living room.

“Its about Tommy,” she pauses a minute trying to gauge your reaction, you don’t give any. She sighs, “I just want you to be careful around him.”

You raise an eyebrow, confused from where this is coming from. “What do you mean?”

“I mean are you gonna keep coming home looking half dead with my brother having to carry you in here with no sort of explanation?”

“I’m sorry about that.” You apologize knowing she must have been scared out of her mind seeing you like that. You would have been too had it been her or Trinity.

“What are you even thinking working for him? Didn’t you want out of your father business, aren’t you on some guys shit list?” Ada takes a deep breath calming herself.

“I have it under control.” You can hear Ada groan in frustration. You understand why she was so defensive about this. Her family was dangerous and to be around them was like being around death itself. At least that’s how Ada put it.

“No you don’t just look at yourself!” She sternly says, pointing a finger at you.

You stifle a laugh from your throat at how motherly she looks, “Ada, please save the parenting for Karl.”

She rolls her eyes at your jest and gets up from the couch. “Are you gonna work for him again?”

“If I need the money...”

“I told you don’t have to pay rent while you stay here. You can take as long as you need to find steady job.”

You fake a smile and nod your head, “You’re right.” You didn’t want to bring up the unease you’ve been feeling. Or the need to flee the country based on a little paranoia that may just go away. It was unfair to her to place this burden upon her when she's finally made it out of feeling that way herself. But you’ll be damned if you weren’t gonna at least prepare yourself for the uncertain future.

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Trinitys apartment was the same as it always has been. Neat to the point where it looked picture perfect. You always wondered when she had the time to keep tidy. You arrived early in the morning, knowing she would be up and that it would be the perfect time to cross into what you thought was still sabinis territory.

“You know your friend took over the Eden Club. I haven’t seen any of Sabini guys in awhile” Trinity says attempting to ease you as you keep looking out the window.

“who?”

“The Shelby’s. I think it was his brother or whatever. I wasn’t there when it happened but I heard it was brutal.”

“What did sabini do?” You ask.

“no one heard from him or Alistair.” She states

“Hmm.” You say finding it odd the gangster hadn’t retaliated yet

“You know you can maybe work there again? If you asked nicely? The Shelby’s seem to like you.”

“What makes you say that?”

“Oh please I was the first person ada called to tell me about you running off with her brother. Did you know they were related?”

“No.”

She notices your lack of words. And though trinity wanted to be playful and tease her friend, she was worried.

“Are you okay, (Y/n)?”

“Im thinking of leaving, trinity.” You say

“Why? Where are you going?”

“Nowhere. Im just thinking.” You sip your tea lightly, feeling the soothing warmth go down your throat, “Something feels wrong.”

“What is it?”

“I fear that something nefarious is upon me. And that it’s a matter of time before It decides to kill me.”

“You’re not gonna tell me, are you?”

“I need your help planning.” You say ignoring her questions. You didn’t want to subject her to your nightmares about your father which haven’t ceased at all. In face they were increasing in violence and color. Most of them drawing from memories. If it wasn’t your father that was alive coming to hunt you down, it was most likely a dedicated servant of his. You wondered who was was keeping the business going seeing as you didn’t take over and were the only child of your father. You had no other logical explanation of what the universe was trying to tell you with these dreams and gut feelings.

You open your purse revealing the wad of money from underneath your bed and papers of different id. “Your gonna hold this for me. When I need it ill come for it, if I add to it ill come here okay? Just make sure it stays hidden and untouched.”

She nods and takes it gently from your hands, “You’re being serious.”

“Deadly.”

You stood for a couple more hours, talking and eating until the afternoon came. You said your goodbyes and were on your way back on the streets of London. You felt good about yourself after seeing Trinity. It felt like years since you seen her.

You hear the honking of an annoying horn bring you out of your thoughts. You see Tommy Shelby behind the wheel, a cocky grin on his face. He parks the car and you wait for him outside not wanting to sit in close proximity of him. He comes around, outing a cigarette loosely around his pink lips. He doesn’t light it.

“I was looking for you at Adas.” He says standing in front of you with hands in his pockets.

“Hmm why?” You ask.

“How are your stiches?”

“Fine,” your face grows warm as you think about the drunken thoughts you had about him. You had them caged up this time but you were now very aware of the fact that you had them, “what is that you want?” you ask avoiding his eyes, afraid of getting lost in them. You could not afford to grow any sort of attachment to the man. The stories you’ve heard, the warning you’ve gotten from his own sister, you know that he was no good.

“Take a ride with me.” He simply says walking away from you.

Your legs move before you think. Following his words like a sailor would a siren. You suddenly felt very self conscious around the man as you sat near him.

“Where is this coming from?” You think to yourself feeling stupid you begin to argue with yourself in your head trying to find the soure of this new unwanted attraction. Maybe you were still drunk. No its been days. Or maybe you were tired. Sleep has been hard to comeby these days.

You look across at him and study his features. He was a very handsome man, no doubt about it. You don’t realize how long you’ve been staring until he catches you.

“What?” He asks

“Have you called May?” Your not sure why your mind went to that but it was.

He chuckles, “Are you really that interested in that?”

“No, im just making conversation.”

“Well I did. Ill be seeing her later this week. See how shes training my horse.” He sends a smile your way before his eyes go back to the road.

The smile sends your stomach doing flips. “You know your not as scary as people make you seem, Mr.Shelby.” Another statement slipping from your lips.

“Trust me, I can be scary. Hand me that file”

He parks the car in front of lovely looking house, a guard standing outside the gates of it. You hand him the file, next to you on the seats and he fiddles through it. You stare at the house with the guard in front of it through the rearview mirror.

“Why are we parked here?” You ask you eyes trained to the rearview mirror

“Had to make a stop.”

You see the guard notice the car and head towards you. He walks toward your window and leans in. “Sir,” The guard says totally ignoring your presence, “You cant park here.”

“Apologies, me and the Mrs. were just lost.”

“Well get a move on.” Thomas starts the car and moves it one block a way before parking again. He checks his watch.

“23 seconds,” He say to himself writing it down, “Are you gonna ask any questions?”

“I think I would rather leave this one alone.”

“Smart girl.”

You end up driving 2 more hours around the city. He tells you about the Eden club takeover and how his brother Arthur is now running the game there. Sabini hasn’t been seen inawhile. Nor his most trustworthy comapnions

“Do you know Alfie solomons?” He asks

“I do.” Alfie Solomon’s to you was an unpredictable man, You never could predict what he was gonna say.

“I was gonna have Arthur have dinner with him alone. But Arthur doesn’tknow Solomon’s too well.”

“Mr. Shelby-“

“I wouldn’t ask if I didn’t need to.” His eyes burn into your skull. You take all the self control you have to not turn your head and stare into them.

You think about the proposition and grow very hesitant. A part of you wants to take it and another part doesn’t. Quick money could be very useful to you but at what cost if its for situations like this. A dinner with gangsters could become deadly very quickly with one wrong move.

“When is this dinner?”

“Friday.”

“Ill give you answer before than” You say seeing it was Tuesday. You open the door to the car and walk out of it. You were beginning to suffocate under his stare and you needed to breath.

The air was crisp and refreshing to your lungs as you speedy walk down the streets making lefts and rights. The annoying horn returns to your ears as soon as you feel calm. You turn back around to scream when you realize its not the same car. It’s a black car with weird, tinted window, almost like a police car. The windows roll down, revealing a man with grey, busy eyebrows and mustache. His eyes held an evil glint in them

(Y/fn) (y/ln)?” He asks do it looked like he already knew the answer in his head that he knew who he had.

“Sorry wrong gal.” You lie turning around to get out for whatever situation that was.

“Get her boys.” You hear the man sigh. You feel large hands grab around your body and large funny smelly napkin forced against your mouth.

‘Chloroform’ you think as you pass out into the darkness.

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oh-for-fic-sake · 4 years

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I Just Move Things

Whilst looking through luthors drives the league find a new metahuman who is to powerfull for her own good.

Masterlist

Warnings: swearing

A/n:So this is a new series of imagines with Justice league/ teen reader obviously no smut but fluff angst and everything in between i know that the pic is starlight but that’s there more for the eyes.

(not my gif/pic)

I Just Move Things

"Seriously this girl, shes incredible, Lex didn’t have much on her he only just got the footage a day or so before the whole supes vs bat thing but we are soo lucky she wasn't involved, if she uses her head she could probably wipe all of us out, we need to get here to join" Barry was giddy as he started gushing over the new mysterious metahuman who was a prime candidate for the justice league. Arthur sighed crossing his arms

"Oh really? I'm sorry but I don't see how that tiny thing could do much damage wheres her weapon?" He said unconvinced Bruce and Clark agreed somewhat looking at the photo victor had pulled up on the screen a girl who looked around sixteen sitting at a table outside a Starbucks reading a book, she looked like a typical teenager, no muscle definition to her small form, so obviously had no combat training she looked like a regular man could snap her in two, easy to over power. Victor sighed at them.

"Looks can be deceiving every thing you see in that photo is her weapon, the ground, the air, the glass in the window behind her even the chair she's sitting on she could use all of these to impale you if she wanted to ,its quite incredible watch her here look at this video." The clip was grainy showing the inside of a corner shop, she was standing by the counter blowing bubbles in her gum paying for a small bag of groceries when a man came in holding a gun screaming at the girl at the register who quickly turned around to the cash register fumbling trying to open the cash draw as he shouted pointing the gun at her making her scream and struggle even more. The teen in question moved only to be ordered to put both her hands on the counter, she did so but as soon as she did looked over her shoulder to the door blowing yet another bubble letting it pop she was very calm for a young girl who had a gun in her face she huffed took a deep breath you could see her eyes light up a little and the metal frame above the door caved in enough to hold it closed trapping them inside, neither of the others noticed to preoccupied quickly she slid a tin can into her hand and looked at the gun tilted her head to the side eyes flickering once again and the barrel caved in on itself looking like someone had pinched the end closing the hole completely making it useless, no bullets would be firing from the weapon the man when to scream confused but was struck in the temple by the can of beans dropping to the floor in a crumpled heap she kicked the gun away in case he got up. The cashier looked around crying in relief as she saw the thief had been knocked unconscious and with a quick look the metal frame quickly snapped back to its original state. She exchanged a few words with the girl who was now on the phone to the police nodding towards the security camera the surprised she looked up you could see her curse as she looked into the lenses a grim expression eyes flashing and the video cut off, she had broke it trying to cover herself. Silence washed over the group as they came to terms with what they saw. Clark was the first to break it

"That was, different she helped tho that is a good thing she wants to do good. To protect people" Bruce spoke up next

"She didn't take chances, but that ability, what she can do its not something to take lightly, we don't know the extent of it can she do other things?" The question was directed at victor who had been scouring the cities surveillance for her.

"I've caught her a few times on cctv doing things, she practices at night around Gotham docks. And its amazing to watch, so far from what I can tell its molecular based, solids liquids and gases. I've seen her change the shape of containers, fix broken glass, she can't fly but seems she has just started to make invisible platforms to stand on and climb and when she fell she managed to make the ground sort of turn sand like to make her fall softer and she doesn't even seem to do it consciously it just sort of happens once she got up it settled like water becoming regular concrete again. Where ever she got the gift it hasn't been long, she is still trying to control them, small things are easier, like the gun and the door, but the first time she made the invisible stairs she got a nosebleed and passed out I lost her for a few weeks but when I found her again she did it again, must have practiced somewhere else as she only got a little nose bleed and didn't pass out just got dizzy" Diana sat there contemplating

"So basically this incredible power is wrapped up in a hormonal teenager who doesn't know how to use it yet, she is still trying to figure out what she can and cant do? And no doubt soon will start testing her limits? Bruce we need to pull her in now we can't waste any time she could hurt herself or someone else" Barry nodded they all shared a look agreeing. Time to bring her in.

"Where is she?"

"She will be at the docks again tonight around nine o'clock, she has a pattern its like clock work, docks ,chemical factory and just recently started down under the main bridge towards Metropolis playing around with water". They nodded she seemed shy Clark showing up could scare her same with Diana, Barry wouldn't be a good idea he tended to fumble his words and Arthur was well Arthur. In the end it was decided Bruce would go do the talking, after all Gotham was his turf.

Well shit gonna be hard to explain this one.... you looked down sighing it was very typical tho well for you any way. You see you had a problem, or should you say gift, you could move things not just the whole abracadabra Matilda floating thing, you could move things on a molecular level..... like clay everything is clay. After practicing you now know that you can break down solids into teeny tiny grains like sand using it as sinking sand or putting it back together in a new shape and recently discovered you could pull all the teeny tiny molecules in the air together really tight it becomes an invisible force field type thingy like an instant piece of bullet proof glass, or like a platform to stand on . It was cool but difficult to control some things more then others, for instance solids where the molecules are pack tighter are easier to manipulate then water where they are all moving then air that was tricky they were fast and hard to control. And there was limitations you couldn't change anything living or growing, no plants, no animals and consequently no people. You cant heal people which you learned the hard way after cutting yourself for the sole purpose of sewing it back up nope didn't work and you wished you'd don't a shallower cut knowing it was going to leave a scar. Which sucks, but you can control the air in their lungs technically it wasn't apart of them. Loopholes, there is always a loophole. But you can fix things, like a crack phone screens burst pipes you just had to stretch things a bit or zip them up. Which brings us to this little mishap. How the fuck can you explain this, you had been trying to feel the air. You felt with your powers you liked to think of it as ripples you know like when you wave one hand under water you can feel the ripples hit the other? It was like that except you felt what the ripple hit. Kind of strange but that was the best you could come up with. So hear you was scratching your head looking at a half sunk boat, now you may be thinking boats sink all the time whats the problem?.... well normally boats sink in water not solid concrete, you had been trying to feel your ripples and pull the air below a small boat making it 'levitate' but lost your cool dropped the fucking thing panicked tried catching it and wham bam thank you ma'am boat is now half sticking out of the dock floor with a broken window. You looked up into the sky.

"Really? As if my life wasn't already a joke you gotta throw bad luck in the mix to?" You quickly closed your eyes willing the glass to reform feeling each the large pieces lift joining them selves back together slowly setting them back into the frame concentrating in 'zipping up' the seams at such a microscopic level no one would know any better. Once finished you opened your eyes, boat was still in the ground but the window was back in place. 'Yay go me' You smiled, you may not have achieved your goal of safely moving the boat but you did fix the window you broke. You sighed trying to pull the thing up again but stopped when you heard a large ominous crunching sound coming from the hull. You jumped growling pulling at you hair near your scalp.

"No no no no no this is not meant to happen just fucking move! Move up damn it!"

"Need some help?" You screamed jumping turning around as the ground flicked up around your feet creating a small knee high spikes pointing between you and Batman?. You took a step back quickly stomping the small barrier away

"Err no no I err just out for a nice stroll haha." He hummed unconvinced looking at the boat sticking out of the ground you followed his gaze chuckling nervously scratching at your chin

".....that was like that when I got here....... I mean you see some weird shit in Gotham huh?" He looked back at you.

"I already know about your gift, you can't control it yet?" You gasped taking another step back

"Gift? What gift nope no sir-y no gifts round here."

"So I didn't just watch you drop a boat into concrete and fix the window on it?" You blinked slowly at him then heaved a heavy sigh stuffing your hand in your pockets.

"Y-you saw that? Shit I didn't mean to, I promise its just hard and i just want to stop doing things on accident....then other accidents happen a vicious cycle really" You said waving over the little accident. He nodded

"I believe you, but you were panicking, concentrate try making it sand again then harden from the bottom push up like layers like your filling in a hole go from the bottom up" you looked at him a little shocked but nodded looking at the boat feeling around beneath it with your 'ripples' making the concrete go lax hearing the hiss of it as it became loose grains before pushing up hardening thin layers from the bottom finally bringing it to the surface. You smiled happy at fixing your problem. He smirked seeing you giddy from your achievement.

"Wow thank you that helped a lot I would have been here all night before figuring that out." He nodded

"Your welcome, I'm glad I found you, we have been watching you for a while, we would like to talk to you"

"We?" You asked not really understanding

"The Justice league, you have a strong ability that we think would be useful and we wanted to see if we can help you control it we can give you training in combat weapons and hand to hand which ever you prefer." You looked at him jaw hanging open

"Your joking? You've gotta be, I just move things not really worthy of being up there with you guys,but I don't want to be used then thrown away but thanks for the help" you said turning to walk away he frowned

"We wont please you can trust us" he said reaching out quickly holding an arm dragging you back a little making you gasp and jump he then winced hissing as a thin spike quickly pierced the side of his hand that held you, you panicked.

"OH MY GOD! I'm sorry I didn't mean to! it just happens when I get scared or startled!" You quickly pushed the spike down grabbing his hand and twisting it with trembling hands hope he didn't beat the shit out of you, you'd basically just attacked him.

"Erm please stay still there are a few bits in there" you said before pulling at the little pieces of debris from the small puncture hole, when you react on instinct it doesn't end up as put together as when you actively control things hence little bits falling off and such.

"Your powers are strong I don't think your fully aware of what your capable of crushing a gun with a look is just the start, just give us a chance trust us"You let go of him hugging yourself taking a step back you felt bad you didn't mean you stood looking down waiting to see if he was angry, he seemed more sympathetic.

"Its not that I don't trust you, fuck how can I not I'm just....scared, you don't know the things I've done.....I could accidentally kill one of you then what? Be hunted down by you guys? I'm not indestructible I'm human and I haven't got control of it.... I don't even know what it is.....but its probably about time I found out I suppose I just simplify it so I don't you know....loose my nerve, bad things happen when that happens , its always frightened me... if-if I did come with you what do you guys get out of helping me? There’s always a price" he regarded you carefully he could see the fear the uncertainty in your voice it made you seem younger ,smaller lost he could tell you wanted to find somewhere to go, to find a home base and people who understood a bit like Barry in that sense he sighed smiling softly before speaking.

"Hopefully a team mate, one day someone will come and pick another fight and when they do we need to be ready, to have people we can call on to help, your strong a lot stronger then you realize this gift it-its probably made you one of the strongest metahumans on the planet,even superman was a little concerned of encountering you that's why I'm here he chickened out." You giggled a little and he smiled relaxing, you were a good kid he could tell just scared and lost the league would be good for you give you direction.

"Really? I'm pretty sure I've got more reason to be wary of him" he smiled a little "The point is your strong and will only get stronger ,your still just learning about it we want help you, give you a safe place to learn how to control it, test your limits. Your a good kid I can see you want to help and we will give you the opportunities to do that." You nodded it did sound good, the chance to practice using this gift away from people, in a safe and controlled environment the only people around would be able to dodge and escape if things did go wrong you looked at your hands for a moment.

"...You'd really help me?"he nodded

"Not just you but we will also help protect those closest to you" you looked away

"Don’t have anyone." He stopped at that

"What? Your alone?" You shrugged nodding throwing your bag on your shoulder

"You mean family right? Don’t have one I told you bad things happen when I loose my control, I just have foster homes well had I left,better off on my own" you held his gaze you were testing him, letting him know exactly what you'd done with out saying the words guard up and waiting to see if he'd try to over power you or change his mind. He didn't know what to say to that, he could hear the others through the comms warning him to back off asking if he wanted back up, he ignored them you had killed them accidentally that much was clear. You had no one he couldn't imagine just what you had been through, but he also knew this was a test he had done it himself when he was younger, you were waiting to see if he would judge you or leave you here alone, the others wont understand that’s why they were panicking telling him to leave if he did you'd never trust them again something none of them could risk, but it was also your way of trying to push them away. He shook his head coming closer slowing when your eyes began to glow and the floor rippled beneath his feet he raised his hands slowly the others were shouting down the line at him but you was getting defensive not readying for an attack.

"That’s why we want to help you, so nothing like that happens again I cant imagine what you've been through or what it was like but you don't have to be alone anymore or be scared" you believed him, something told you he understood pulling back from the concrete, he had plenty of time to attack you but didn't.

"And you wont be mad if I break something?" He shook his head releasing a breath he wasn't aware he was holding

"If you break something you can keep practicing until you fix it" you contemplated for a second.

"Okay then but just to see if I can fit in, don't let them make me jump.....I don't wanna shank them....you got off lightly it was aiming to go straight threw to your face... I sort of caught it a little" Bruce tensed but quickly controlled himself, the last thing you needed was to see he was slightly afraid of your gift it could feed your own fear.

"They already know, they've been watching in case they needed to help if things went bad its up to you" you gulped and nodded a little as he began walking away you hesitated looking the opposite way you could run, forget this whole meeting and leave, you sighed watching his back you had no doubt he was giving you the chance to leave you took a deep breath they could help and if it does become a con you would find a way to leave and disappear nodding you quickly jogged up behind him following him to the bat mobile he opened the back revealing two seats.

"This thing has extra seats?" He smirked down at you

"Well this one does some of the others don't." You tilted your head

"How many of them do you have?" He chuckled as you slid into the seat

"Quite a few buckle up and hold on" he said nodding the the strategically placed grab rails the shut the door a few seconds later you were moving. You shivered a little nervous you didn't think it was a bad thing to go and train somewhere more secure but one mistake and you could easily become an enemy and contrary to what they may believe you couldn't take any of them on you was still a human you still bled. You sighed leaning back a little resting your head on the seat behind you as he drove you god knows where.

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popculturebuffet · 3 years

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House of Mouse: “Goofy’s Valentine’s Date” Review

Come on in mouskeeteers! It’s Valentine’s Season here on popculturebuffet, and while I may be single, I do love a good romance story. I find them sweet, sometimes hilaroius, and endearing when done right. And the bane of my existance when done wrong, but we’ll be getting to smidgen of that too. Point is I may not be getting any romantic love this season but I can sure celebrate it. So for the next two weeks we’ll be diving deep first into some ending with one heck of a closer.

So for our opening act since i’ve been going on in to the House of Mouse a lot lately, and since I NEARLY missed this one if not for Kevin, we’re going to be looking in on my boy Goofy as he grapples with being lonely and Daisy misguidedly tries to help him. Blind dates with a manquin and Mortimer hitting on women to predictable and justified results insues under the cut.

So as usual for house of mouse we’re chunking this up by segment. Let’s go.

Donald’s Valentine’s Dollar: Easily the segment of the night and the best House of Mouse short i’ve seen in a rewatch so far. The short is simple but awesome: Donald has only a dollar to spend for V-Day, and wants to buy daisy a tiny but sweet box of chocolates, but his dollar blows away in the wind and he chases after it. And that’s.. it that’s our premise. But it leads into fast paced looney tunes style shenanigans with donald zipping up and down kites and later taking goofy’s broken one and putting it on like wings Arthur Everest styles and taking after it. Also the nephews show up and dick around with their kites because their douchebags in some shorts. Also donald tries to punch a whale.. well a whale kite but still let it be said there’s a short where donald tries to punch what he thinks is a sky whale. And that is wonderful. The climax is also really sweet, as Donald gets the dolalr, after another briliant sequence where they play hide and seek in the clouds, only to find it sold out and himself dejected waiting for her thinking she’ll be mad.. only for her to present him with the very gift he was going to give her and the two to share a look.

It’s cute enough on it’s own but after SEVEAL weeks of having to put up with the three cabs version it’s NICE to have a Daisy back whose not an overly demanding monster from some stygian hole in the sky. Not much else to say about this one. I’ts just REALLY good and I could easily recommend checking it out on it’s own.

Mickey Saves Minnie: The Stairs This is one of those short segments from Mouseworks that lasts about a minute and is off a simple recurring premise, in this case Mickey saving Minnie from some sort of bizzare fortress of pete’s.. in this case THE STAIRS!

I said STAIRS. In this case Gimmicked stairs with all kinds of traps: boxing gloves, giant balls...

And giant slinkies. I knew one day they’d grow big and kill us all but they all laughed at me.. well whose laughing now.. well still them because Mickey gets past them easily. Pete turns the stairs into a slide but mickey rebounds by pure luck via slinky and uses one of the boxing gloves to win, minnie kisses him and this was real fun. Nothing really deep to go into just a fun few minutes of my life i’m glad i’m not getting back. Speaking of wishing I had minutes of my life back....

Pluto’s Arrow Error: Well this one’s messed up. Look Love Potion plots genuinely ONLY work when the writer knows that giving someone something to make you fall in love with them is inehrently messed up. It worked in Buffy because Xander did so for vengance after Cordellia broke up with him, which granted she did REALLY hurt him but it’s still a bit of overkill. However while it ends up backfiing and making every OTHER girl in school into him, and psyotically so as the episode goes on, he never indulges, as he KNOWS it’s wrong and not under their power or choice. Basically it was one long deconstuction of this nonsense.

My point is unless it’s used to deconstruct this type of plot or for some shenanigans, Love Potion plots are inherently creepy at best and rapey at worst. So naturally we get one with Pluto trying to make a dog who dosen’t know him love him instead of trying to woo her, and accidently making her bodyguard/boyfirend I guess chase after him for 2 minutes while he’s tinted pink. And yes i know he’s a dog, but he’s an intellegent dog who should knwo this is bad and never gets called out on it and his punshiment.. is one long gay joke.

So yeah while not the worst love potion plot i’ve probably seen, or love magic or what have you, I could make a list of those and might some day, it is still pretty uncomfortable and easily a dead spot in an otherwise pretty enjoyable episode.

Goofy’s Valentine’s Date: And fitting it’s accompanying shorts, the good ones anyway, this is a simple plot with funny gags. It’s valentin’es day at the house of mouse and Mickey encourages everyone to kiss their sweeties. So we get Aladdin and Jasmine, AWWWW always shipped those two so adorable, a toy soldier and some other toy from a work im unfamiliar iwth and Timon turns down Pumba. Come on man, who are you trying to kid me or the censors?

But Goofy’s depressed since he dosent have a sweetie and Daisy feels bad for the poor guy while Minnie tells her “not to meddle”.

Minnie from a buisness standpoint, he’s crying while reading the menu and clealry not in great mental shape. Setting him up with someone or even just talking to him will help with that. And from a human being standpoint... your being a cruel ass to NOT help him in any way shape or form. The guys a fucking widower. He’s probably been lonely for some time and more focused on raising max. And since no one knows where Peg is he dosen’t have a lot options now he is ready to date again. It’s not MEDDLING to help a clearly lonely person whose gotten over his grief move on, it’s just called basic human decency. I expect that from cablleros daisy Min not you.

So Daisy does end up meddling, in part because she thinks it’s shuffling around coins, and sets him up with a secret admirer.. without actually getting him one.

So Minnie does agree to help and they.. put him in a blindfold and have him date a manquin. In front of the entire restraunt. I have no words.. since this is pretty funny and Goofy’s shenanigans while blindfolded, because it’s a BLIND date.

Also sidebar it’s very weird that she DID set Lincoln up with a blind date once but didn’t pull this gag. Point is it’s some funny stuff including Gus, in his first apperance on this blog seriously how’d it take so long, eating the shakes he orders since Goofy can’t see.

Tying into the resolution to this is Moritmer, who spends the episode as you’d expect.. hitting on various characters. He hits on the wicked step sisters, whose cat attacks him, he hits on the lady gargoyle from huncback and her two friends rightfully beat his ass, he hits on madam mim who set shim on fire and he hits on the queen of hearts who somehow DOSEN’T cut off his head, and you know is married, and does launch him into goofy spoiling the ruse. Honestly I found this funny both because Moritmer is objectively hilarious and because the show DIDN’T take his side at all or give him anyone, and he suffered consequences for sleazly hitting on women. He also called himself a wonder man. No sir the only wonder men are these guys.

And if your wondering about the secod one there was a whole song about it.

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Your welcome. So Goofy’s dejected until after Pluto’s cartoon where it turns out he had a secret admirer after all. it’s clarabelle! Awww.. and Daisy says “Well it’s better than a manquin” what a supportive friend you are. And she’s STILL better than cabs Daisy. Point is happy ending pulled sorta out of their ass, as she showed up earlier but sitll it woudl’ve been easy to have Clarabelle chime in during their scheme or something and have Minnie set them up to fix it. Or Donald or Mickey. Donald was absent outside of the short. That’s not fair. But overall not a bad wraparound, ending is a huge copout and feels like not much, but i’m starting to think that’s usual for season 1. I do KINDA ship the two, but usually I prefer her with horace or him with Peg Pete. Yeah you heard me and you cant unhear it and frankly I don’t want you to. We also get a funny add about the Queen of Hearts valentine’s service. Overall not a bad episode. Fun gags, a cute premsie and only one really terrble short. Check it out this valentein’s and hopefully disney will have this show up on plus by next valentine’s. Until the next rainbow, it’s been a pleasure.

#house of mouse #goofy goof #minnie mouse #daisy duck #mickey mouse #donald duck #mortimer mouse #clarabelle cow #peg pete #queen of hearts #pluto #pete pete #peg legged pete #disney

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Double Trouble

Arthur Curry x Plus Size/Chubby Reader x Mera

Imagine: You agree to go out with Mera and Arthur but they can’t seem to keep their hands off you.

Word Count: 2k

Warnings: swearing, heavy touching, implied smut

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It had been the hardest moment of you life when Arthur and Mera had announced their relationship to you but it was the best day ever when they told you that they wanted you to be an equal part of it. You’d grown up with Arthur pretty much all your life and you had been inseparable. Even into adulthood, you two could be found together wherever you went and you had probably loved him the entire time. But when Arthur went to Atlantis and came back with Mera, you had been confused and jealous. You’d been jealous of her beauty and the way Arthur was completely taken with her after knowing her less than a week. But you were confused because you had found yourself as attracted to her as you were with Arthur.

They literally looked like the ultimate power couple and you had backed off from them, avoiding their efforts to talk to you. When you finally got cornered by the both of them, that's when they hit you with their big news. You could remember it like it was yesterday.

You grunted a little as you carried a heavy box of vegetables from the back of your truck into the back entrance into the kitchen of your small restaurant. Yeah, your job wasn't quite as glamorous as you'd hoped it to be. You turned around to get another box when you jumped back from the sight of Mera and Arthur standing in front of you, “Jesus Christ! Don’t sneak up on people like that, god damn.” Arthur outright laughed at your reaction while Mera only held a small smile of amusement on her face.

You sighed and looked at them, “Well spit it out then, what do you want?” “Don’t be like that, you’re the one that has been avoiding us.” You rolled your eyes at Arthur before walking between them to pick up the next box of stock. Arthur moved to the side to be out of your way and crossed him arms over his chest. “Mera and I are together and-” “You came all the way here just to tell me that, don’t you have better things to do than to boast about your relationship status?”

Arthur groaned out of frustration, “If you’d just let me finish, then maybe I can get to the point.” This time, Mera stepped forward and placed her hand onto your shoulder to get you to turn to her. You wanted to hate her, but you couldn’t. She didn’t do anything wrong, none of them did. Trying not to let your emotions get the best of you, you stood and crossed your arms over your chest, the position being a little uncomfortable due to the puffy coat you were wearing. Your eyes flickered between the two before looking down at the ground.

“We know how you feel about us and we want you to know that we both feel the same way. So, if you’ll have us, we’d like you to join us.” You furrowed your eyebrows, an angry expression on your face, were they playing some kind of prank on you? Instead of making a big scene, you scoffed, pushing past them both to get to your truck, “Yeah right, nice one guys but you’ll have to try harder than that to fool me.”

Arthur wrapped his arm around your shoulders, effectively stopping you in your tracks. You were turned to face him and Mera was quick to step close to your other side. Almost ironically, you’d never felt as small as you did right now. Arthur leaned down and kissed you gently, while you felt a delicate hand running fingers through your hair. You panted softly when Arthur pulled away, “You’re crazy.” Arthur chuckled, “Yeah, ain’t we all?”

That was three months ago and you’ve been slowly warming up to the idea that maybe it was going to work out just like they said it would. Because of your work and the fact that Arthur was an actual king now, there wasn't much time to spend with Mera and Arthur. Until now, you’d never been on a proper date with them. But now Arthur and Mera were spending a couple weeks on land and they wanted to spoil you as much as possible before they had to return back to Atlantis for their royal duties.

Arthur told you that he was going to pick you up with Mera at about seven and told you that you should dress comfortable. For the past hour or so, you’ve just been sat on your bed in your towel, staring at your closet as if the perfect outfit was just going to fly out of it. You finally got up and started raiding through your closet. The weather was a little warm so you didn't have to worry about covering up too much. It was so difficult to pick an outfit that looked like you hadn't spent hours thinking if it was too much, except that was exactly what you were doing. You sighed before giving up and going with your trust jeans and a low cut, long sleeved grey shirt. It was one of your favourite shirts, because even though it was kind of plain, it showed off just the right amount of cleavage for you. You put on your black, heeled ankle boots and put on your black leather jacket.

When it came to make up, you had never been very adventurous with it so you just put on some eyeshadow, mascara and a little bit of lipgloss. You styled your hair just how you liked it and went downstairs to wait for the knock on your door. You didn't have to wait very long before you heard a couple sets of footprints on your porch and a familiar heavy knock on your door. You got up and walked to the door, opening it to see how they looked although you knew that they would look good. They always did, you found it the tiniest bit unfair at times.

Arthur let out a low whistle at the sight of you, “ Damn, mami, I’ve missed that ass.” Mera nudged Arthur aside so she could step forward and wrap her arms around your waist and place a soft kiss on your lips, “I missed you as well, though not just your ass.” You laughed and let them lead you out of your house and into Arthur’s car. You and Mera sat in the back, Mera didn't like having one of you in the back so she sat with you in the back, having no problem with leaving Arthur by himself in the front.

Mera held your hand on her lap while Arthur was driving and she traced patterns into the back of your hand, “I’m glad we have you all to ourselves for these next two weeks, my love.” You smiled, “Well, it’s not like you have any competition to be worried about.” Mera smirked, “Of course not, because everyone knows you’re ours.” She leaned over and cupped your cheek with her other hand, pulling you close for a passionate kiss. Arthur glanced up at the driver’s mirror and grinned, “You girls starting without me? That’s not very fair.” Mera pulled away and licked her bottom lip that had your lipgloss on it, “I just couldn't help myself.”

When the car stopped, you got out of the car and recognised the place as a bar you and Arthur used to visit frequently but you hadn't really had the time to visit lately. You’d missed the place. Arthur wrapped his arm around your waist and Mera intertwined your fingers with the hand on your other side, the three of you walking inside. The owner knew you and Arthur pretty well so he didn't really ask any questions about the three of you, just glad to see you both happy. You told Mera to go get a table for you three while you and Arthur got the drinks.

Arthur stood with his arm around your waist still but you could feel his arm dropping lower and lower until his hand was openly groping your ass. You nudged him with your shoulder but he only smirked, “Hey, you cant expect me to keep my hands to myself when you wear those jeans.” Rolling your eyes, you pulled away from him to take yours and Mera’s drinks to your table, sitting next to Mera on one side and Arthur sat on the other side of Mera. That was, until Mera needed to go to the bathroom so you shifted and moved to sit next to Arthur and Mera sat on the other side of you when she came back.

The three of you talked about random things, but mostly Mera wanted to know what each of you were like when you were younger. “Arthur was a little shit in all honesty. I don't know how I put up with you.” Arthur pretended to be offended but you felt his hand on your thigh, “Maybe that’s true, but if I wasn't a little shit, then I wouldn't be very good at scaring your boyfriends away.” You swatted at his hand but the smirk on his face told you that he had very little intentions of letting go.

Mera smiled at the two of you and moved her chair closer to you, her hand going onto your other thigh. You bit your lip and looked down under the table where your saw both their hands slowly moving back and forth on your thighs, inching their way higher each time. “I really don't think this is the place to do this, you guys.” Arthur grinned, “That mean you have another place in mind?” Mera moved closer to press her chest against your arm, her other hand twirling a strand of your hair around her finger, “Forgive us for being a tad too excited, it’s been too long since we've seen you.” “It was only a few weeks,” Mera smiled, “Exactly.”

You kept your attention on Mera, watching her bite her lip as she looked you up and down and you cleared your throat. You held both of their wrists before they could move their hands any higher, “Lets go then, my place.” You don't think you’ve seen Arthur willingly leave a place that serves alcohol so quickly but in this situation, you weren't complaining. The three of you go into Arthur’s car and as soon as the engine started, Mera was on you. She leaned in close to you and kissed you deeply until you broke away for air and she trailed kisses all over your neck. Your head was tilted back and you bit your bottom lip as you made eye contact with Arthur through the mirror, “That’s hot. Never thought I’d live this fantasy so soon.” Mera rolled her eyes, “Shut up Arthur. Drive quicker and you’ll get your turn.”

You closed your eyes as you felt Mera’s hand slide under your shirt and cup your breast over your bra. Arthur cleared his throat, “Don't touch her ass, I get first dibs on that.” Mera mumbled against your neck, “No promises, she looks too irresistible right now.” You had just started to feel another hand tugging at the waistband of your jeans when you felt the car stop. You realised that you were outside your house so you were quick to get out and you were eagerly followed by Arthur and Mera.

As soon as you closed the door behind you, you felt two strong hands at your waist and you were turned around and picked up. Arthur wrapped your legs around his hips as his hands went to grab your ass through your jeans, “Mm, you have no idea how long I've waited to get my hands on this ass.” “I got a pretty good idea, we going to the bedroom or what?” Arthur grinned as he carried you upstairs, Mera close behind, taking her clothes off on the way, “I thought you’d never ask.”

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stardancerluv · 3 years

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At War

Part 2

Summary: Now we see Roman’s view on the last month.

Arthur’s Note: Last chapter we saw how Reader felt in the last morning. Now, we see it through Roman’s eyes. Mentions of voilence.

This last month had been incredibly hard for him. A crime wave led by a bunch of ruthless women who came to Gotham. He mused that if they wanted to play in the deep end of the crime world he’d treat them like anyone else.

In doing so, it was harder then he thought it would be. Until they showed up, he easily managed those he usually ran across in Gotham.

He enjoyed taking care of you, his girl. It was his job to protect you and take care of anything you needed or wanted. That even meant taking care of her when germs would riddle her sweet, soft body and made you sick. He hated germs. That was why he wore gloves.

If he was being honest, none of this ever concerned him. All he had ever cared about was whether his club served the best food and liquor in Gotham, whether his tailor had a new suit ready for him to pick up or which cute piece of ass would get him off on any given night.

You walked in and all of a sudden he cared about you. He wanted to be better, to do better. If Gotham was going to be his, he wanted you his girl to be happy.

So when this new crime syndicate of sorts came to Gotham and it was all these women, he had to readjust his mind set. He had known for years how unpredictable Harley could be or how lethal Poison Ivy was or how stealthy Cat-woman was but these women were different.

It was as if someone put those three into a martini shaker and added god-forbid dashes of him; spoonfuls of Two-Face, sprinkles of Penguin and slices of Victor then they shook it hard.

These last few weeks as he dealt with them cost him many long nights filled with attempted negotiations, he had lost a few of his false faces. What had pleased him, was that he and his men had taken the lives of some of her girls as well.

It all left him tired and missing you. This particular morning, he come home as the sun began to rise again.

He was supposed to meet the ring leader at the docks. Standing there and waiting, it had been too quiet. Despite, Victor and his men canvassing their own territory, they had not found her second in command. She had crouched in the shadows, waiting for the right moment.

It had been too quiet. At the last minute, he saw her shadow move along the floor before him. Looking up, he saw as she leapt down at him. He had managed to sidestep her. She had recovered easily and sprang at him.

She had thought he was just a pretty face in a suit. He had his empire and you to live for. Their scuffle lasted longer then he liked.

At one point, he had not dodged her knuckle duster punch to his side or the disgusting kiss she planted on his face as he recovered from being winded. Seeing her relax he grabbed her and threw her off him. By doing so he avoided the blade she pulled out of one of her boots.

When she landed, the sickening crunch of her hip and the scream that follow made him smile. Her leader finally had come out of the shadows and they agreed to meet face to face.

As his driver took him back to the penthouse, he would wait till he was rested and showered but he would be dishing out a punishment. Someone would pay for letting her slip in. He could have been killed and that it did not sit well with him.

So bruised and achy with the smudge of lipstick and the scent of her cheap perfume lingered. Hobbling down the hall, he leaned painfully in the doorway to watch you sleep.

Shuffling to his office, he tore off his gloves. With a groan, he loosened his belt then unbuttoned and opened his suit jacket. Stretching out on the sofa, he rubbed his temples. Later, today he would hire a masseuse. He barely closed his eyes, when he fell fast asleep.

Somewhere in his sleep, he could have sworn he felt your gentle touch. He craved it. The sensation was so strong that he woke up.

Startling, awake he looked around and found himself still on the sofa. You were nowhere to be scene. His head throbbed horribly. He hated that he could still smell her cheap perfume and dirt from the docks. He needed a long, hot shower.

As he heard water running, his lips twitched upward, you must be awake. Groaning and gritting his teeth and he got up.

Refastening, his belt he went over to his desk. Opening the second drawer, not the third drawer of his desk he put on a fresh layer of cologne. His lip wrinkled in disgust. He could still smell that cheap perfume. He spritzed on a second layer.

That’s when he remembered. He took out his handkerchief, snapping it open he rubbed off the greasy residue of the lipstick. Seeing how the lipstick lingered, he dropped the stained and ruined handkerchief.

With the idea of seeing you, he made it easily to the master bath. He watched as you put some toothpaste on your brush. He loved how your eyelashes laid on your cheeks as you brushed your teeth. A cord of yearning, pulled him the rest of the way to you. He slipped his arms around. You were so soft and warm. You smelled so fucking wonderful. He finally didn’t smell the docks or that cheap perfume.

He heard a sound pour from your lips that he had never heard before and then you dropped your toothbrush. Holding you closer and moving with you, he picked up your toothbrush from the counter.

“My poor, sweet baby. I didn’t mean to scare you.” He managed to say despite his mouth feeling horribly dry. Sighing, he closed his eyes and pressed a kiss against your soft throat. “I just couldn’t wait any longer to have my arms around you.” He whispered and handed you back your toothbrush.

Watching your reflection, he noticed your nose twitch. The second spritz had been too much, he chuckled. He has never been on to put on his cologne or aftershave heavily. “I didn’t want to come to you smelling of the docks and what I had to take care of last night. Too much?” His eyes, he smirked.

As you began to brush your teeth, he just couldn’t resist, tracing the gentle curve of your cheek with his nose. You smelled and felt so wonderful.

Though, it did not escape him that you were still tense in his arms. “Daddy’s home baby. Relax.” He whispered in your ear. Then he pressed a kiss onto your jaw.

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wanda-peitro-lorna-maximoff · 3 years

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Chapter 4

Part one here:

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Morgana was 16 now. Itd been a year since her father Uther announced she would be of marrying age. At the very least of age to be promised to someone, and it was easy to say that Morgana was not pleased at all. Arthur had tried to sway their father, as gently as he could without angering him, but Uther wasnt having it. The old man was already confined to his room, sick beyond repair, and he 'had to make sure his children were taken care of.' It didnt matter how. It didnt matter if Arthur would be miserable as a young king, or Morgana miserable as a house wife; as long as they were taken care of. And that's when Morganas teen rebellion really kicked in. Everyone knew about it, Morgana would sneak out late, making it incredibly easy for anyone to find her going to see her latest 'crush' of the week. She didnt mind the gossip-- she even welcomed it. The one suitor who had been at the castle when he heard about her 'cheating' - which, for the record, the prince had only asked Uther to court her; never morgana herself- was absolutely mortified. And Morgana couldnt have been prouder. Gwen and Arthur were... reasonably a bit embarrassed, but they had about as much of a chance of stopping her as Uther did. And if Gwen was really being honest, she found it hilarious. All Morgana had to do was ask for a kiss from a fair lady and the busybodies in the castle would get to work.... unfortunately the more it happened the more Gwen and Arthur were less amused. Gueinivier couldnt quite put her finger on it but it made her stomach turn whenever she saw Morgana kissing some other lady... Arthur was more annoyed in general, in a brotherly way.

But today seemed different. A lot more relaxed... no one was giving her letters from princes' or kings, and no need to ask for more favors from the ladies in the town or working in the castle. The perfect day to get up to something with Morganas favorite people in the world... Gwen and Arthur. ... well, Gwen was definitely a favorite, arthur really got on her nerves a lot, but he was still her brother. So that's what brings us to the now. Gwen and Morgana walking through the forest in comfortable silence... Arthur had unfortunately been roped into another meeting with the king and the round table, so the two thought to make it a girls day. As they walked, Gwen couldnt help but let her mind wander, glancing over to Morgana... it was true, the Pendragon siblings were both very good looking. Anyone anywhere would love to be their king or queen... but gwen loved them beyond their looks. Morgana was mischievous, mysterious and bold. Arthur was strong, dependable and kind... the two put her head in a tizzy. But with Morganas.... escapades lately... she couldnt help but give the witch the cold shoulder. The secrets and kisses from other girls were funny and cute at first but now they had gotten a bit more frequent... a little more bold. And unfortunately, Gwen was far too good at hiding her true intentions because Morgana hadn't even noticed anything was wrong. Sure she had acted a little off at times but, times were strange now... with her fathers declining health and tensions on making sure Arthur was ready to be king...

... and then Gwen nearly jumped out of her skin. Her thoughts were so abruptly interrupted by a sudden presence that she let out a squeak in suprise. the suprise guest in question laughed at her reaction, along with Morgana.

Mab had been watching the two for a few minutes, waiting for a good moment to suprise them and drop from her place in the trees. "Hello you two." Mab put her arms around the girls. Admittedly it had taken her a while to accept Gwen even as an acquaintance. But what really sealed the deal for Mab was Gwen's pure, genuine fascination. Whenever she looked at magic and its byproducts her expression held nothing but amazement, wonder and fondness. And if anything, Mab wanted to keep amazing her, just to see that look on her face. It never failed to make her laugh. "I'm suprised you're both out today..." the princess trailed off, and Morgana groaned. "Its been absolute hell back at the castle." She rolled her eyes and slumped her shoulders for emphasis, to which Gwen chuckled and shook her head. "They... that is, Arthur and Morgana... have had their hands full to say the least." Gwen further explained to Mab, who got a thoughtful look on her face before replying. "Sounds like you've come to the right place to decompress then." She winked at the girls before wordlessly leading the way further into the woods...

"Ahhhh...." Morgana sighed in relief as she sunk down in the fairy made hot spring. She didnt realize how much tension she was holding in her neck and shoulders until now, but the hot water was absolutely amazing on her muscles. All that running away from terrible princes, knights and responsibilities does a number on ones self she supposed... "Are you two done yet?? The waters going to get cold." Morgana called through the thick veil of greenery to Mab and Gwen, who were currently whisper fighting with eachother. Since neither girl was exactly ready for a suprise swim, Mab had let them borrow some of the stollen goods she... acquired as offerings in her woods. People who dont want to be kidnapped, killed, cursed or worse always left her a little something at the threshold of her home. And the few cloaks she'd acquired she allowed Morgana and Gwen to use... they were her least favorite anyway. But honestly, Mab didn't see *why* you needed to cover up around others while you swam, showered, bathed, etc. It was a completely foreign concept to her, but she got a kick out of the red faces from Morgana and Gwen she just told them both to hop in. "I cant just go in! What if its... not secure enough." Gwen gestured to the 'swim-suit' Mab fashioned for her. "Well, then itll fall off. What do you *think* would happen?" Mab hissed back at her sarcastically. "You'll be fine. Its not like she'd bite you.... well..." Mab had to reconsider that. Gwen shoved her arm and the faerie princess grinned. "Follow my lead." She said confidently, Gwen watching as Mab strutted out. She had her usual attire on. Not uncommon, since it looked like the plants that made up her base clothing were just a part of her; but the few nice touches of clothing or signs of humanization were gone.

She stopped at the far end of the spring before jumping in and swimming over to Morgana with ease. "Come on Gwen." Mab said impatiently, and Morgana shouted after her. "Sooner you get here the sooner we can play water games!"

Gwen took a deep breath. Be brave. Just like them. She rolled her shoulders and closed her eyes, calming herself down before opening them again, now with new determination. Her nerves wouldnt get in the way of this rare day off. So, she took off running... and dove into the water. She could hear Mab and Morgana clapping and laughing above, swimming over to them now as she breached the surface. "That was amazing!" Morgana said with a big grin. "One things for sure we've got to do that together-- just... neyoooommm... " she put her fist in the water suddenly, making a splash. "See how big a splash we can make..."

"Well. One things for sure, the fun is only just beginning." Mab gave them a mischievous smile.

The fun was officially in full swing. Mab had invited a few fresh water sirens to come play a guessing game with them, and it only escalated from there.

Some of the river nymphs were playing as a referee for the games going on; some of the kelpies at the bottom of the hot-water would sing while a few of the fae would try and guess what they were singing. Some of the sirens were playing a competitive diving game with their treasures; bits of bone, a pearl or two. Whoever got to it first kept it. Which, without supervision quickly devolved into a bloody fight. A few of the not-so-water-resistant creatures were having loads of fun just on the shore, making flower crowns for any winners and not so subtly trying to help the contestants who they thought were the cutest. Morgana had joined Gwen in the kelpy game, since the creatures had a tendency to drag any losers down underwater and drown them... but Gwen was doing suprisingly well. Morgana was only a little bit jealous. Mab had split from the girls briefly to compete with the sirens, winning a few games and rejoining her friends once she had enough trophies of victory. They came to sit with eachother at the edge, all three of them smiling to themselves and basking in the fun. "So. How's your day off been?" Mab asked them with a grin. "Well considering Gwen's won more games than I... I'd say not so well." Morgana joked, making Gwen laugh. "Well, I can give you some pointers next time." She winked and nudged Morgana with her elbow; making Morgana blush just a little. "Well. Either way you both look just about ready to join the sirens with the way you're pruning up there. Let's get you two dry." Mab hopped out of the 'pool' and shook herself dry a bit. "Okay *mom* " Morgana teased as Gwen and her followed. "No you pronounced it wrong. Its MAB." Mab corrected her. Morgana wasnt super sure if she was being serious or not, but it didnt matter. Mab lead them to a closed off area where she stashed the twos clothing. "Once you're dressed we can do some land-games." Mab winked at them, squeezing out her hair. Gwen and Morgana went over and grabbed their clothes as Mab got some cloth to help dry them. The fae girl allowed them both a screen of ivy and vines to get dressed in a bit of privacy...

Today was... something else. Gwen couldnt remember the last time shes had this much fun. The amazing wonders around her filled her head with dreams and her heart with hope and longing for adventure... discovering more and finding things no ones ever seen before... but only if it was with her friends. As cliche as it was... she wanted Morgana... Arthur, even Mab there with her. Wherever the road took her. They completed her in a way she could never have imagined. She wanted to be there for them. Just as they would for her... Gwen had many friends as a child. But when her family moved to Camelot, all of it was ripped away from her. She wondered sometimes... if they thought of her. But the Pendragons and this magical world... took the heartache away.... but... recently? With Morgana..? The heartache returned... no it wasnt the same as before. No force on earth could take Morgana away from her. No, the heartache wasnt one of sadness... it was longing. So similar but so different. The heartache that belonged to Morgana was one that was bitter-sweet. Whenever she looked at her it was the feeling of coming home to a warm fire and sweet fruit.

So then... why did the thought of being with Morgana... hurt at the same time?

..she knew the answer. Arthur. She loved arthur just as she loved Morgana. And yet... not. They were so different but she loved them all the same. The kind of love she'd want to come home to and kiss before bed every night.... Arthur and Morgana... were her love.

Meanwhile, Morgana got dressed. Nothing in particular was on HER mind. No... but something was on Mabs...

The faerie peaked her head through to Morganas side. Seeing she was infact decent. Mab had been infatuated with Morgana for a long time. She'd known it in her gut. Shes told so many of her friends and they all dismissed it as wanting a pet. And shes seen fae have human pets... the feeling wasnt the same. For them It was control... dominance and cruelty. But Mab wanted Morgana for the very reason just to love her. When she thought about kissing Morgana her heart raced, when she thought about curling up with her, going to bed and waking up to see her face everyday... it made her heart hurt with how much she wanted that. Real love...

"Morgana." Mab began... there was a pause. "... Mab?" Morgana questioned her. She looked incredibly suspicious... was this the start of some prank? "I..." Mab stepped further in. "Wanted to tell you something." She crossed her arms loosely. Mab had never actually planned this part out. She always figured that somehow, someway, she'd just sweep Morgana off her feet and Morgana would have no choice but to practically marry her on the spot!.... but this was definitely not how things were going to go. Morgana was... difficult to really wow, or 'sweep feet'. "... okay." Morgana narrowed her eyes at the faerie, getting ready for some sort of prank or attack of some kind... Mab walked closer... and awkwardly put her hand on Morganas shoulder... and came in closer... until the side of her face touched the side of Morganas... okay so maybe it wasnt 'telling' her anything... Mab didnt even know if she could say the right words... but she hoped and metaphorically prayed that Morgana understood.

She did. It was an intimate gesture. Mab trusted her... to turn her face to her and keep her close; faces touching just slightly. This was big... and Morgana couldnt help the huge suprised grin that spread across her face. Off and on throughout their friendship she's thought about it-- being with Mab. Theres no doubt that they got along and shared so many things in common, but she never even dreamed that Mab would come to her first. And like this.

Mab slowly pulled away. Looking reserved and guarded, waiting for Morganas reaction... still hopeful she understood, and accepted. "So... you like me?" Morgana asked with her grin. Mab looked just a little insulted at that. "Of course I like you! What do you think I am? An idiot? It would be stupid of us not to court! We love the same things, we're already so close and we-" Mab was cut off by Morgana kissing her on the cheek. "Ah yes. How could I argue with such air tight logic?" She asked sarcastically. Mab was completely frozen for a moment. "Is that a yes?"

Morgana smiled. "Does this answer your question?" She pulled Mab back in and kissed her. The faerie could feel her heart hammering in her chest. She pulled Morgana as close as she could, and kissed her back... unbeknownst to them, the screen Mab created was falling apart into beautiful wild flowers to reveal the scene to Gwen...

When Gwen saw the two... she felt like she was going to vomit. Not out of disgust. Never. But she never thought that seeing her secret love and good friend kissing could break her heart so much... she just stood there. Frozen.... until Morgana noticed. And she laughed.

"Wow. Look at miss queen of the fae... cant control her plants when shes kissing." Morgana teased Mab, who was now red in the face, looking around to see Gwen and of course... no screen of greenery. "A-um- i- I can control them! I can do... anything!" Mab argued. Morgana laughed. "Does that include making your face go as red as my hair?" She asked. And honestly... in the moment... gwen couldnt help but laugh along..... it was better than being heart broken.

#mab wlw #morgana wlw #wlw gwen #toa #mab #morgana #gwen #tales of arcadia #trollhunters #toawizards #wizards #magical

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the-shadow-of-atlantis · 4 years

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All The Stars (Part 5)

Summary: Nova is trying to get use to Hogwarts

Tagging: @melyaliz @coffee-randomness @thespacebuns

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Nova's first week at Hogwarts was interesting to say the least. On her first day Nova got to meet Adelines brother, Henry, who was starting his first year at Hogwarts. Nova herself never had any siblings so it was fun seeing them interact.

Henry was a giant ball of energy, curious of everything and ready for his first day. Adeline was a quiet thing, she seemed a bit nervous and always tried to keep a close eye on her brother. They always dropped him off at his classes first before they took off to their own. Nova couldn't help but notice though that Adelina seemed to take paths that were almost empty, and that Pam seemed to follow them from a distance. Curiousity got the better of Nova and after two days she decided to ask.

"Adeline would you mind showing me where the library is?" Nova asked as she grabbed one of her notebooks.

They hadn't really been assigned anything yet that required a trip to the library but Nova was itching to explore the castle. But she needed to test the waters first. Adeline seemed to share a glance with Pam from a distance but still she got up and joined Nova.

"Of course." She said as they made their way out.

Nova began drawing in her notebook as they walked slowly looking up so see what details she could scribble down for later.

"What are you drawing?" Adelina asked, trying to make sense of all the lines in the notebook.

"I'm trying to get a better layout of the castle. I hear Hogwarts is full of secrets and I want to try to find as many as I can." Nova said never looking up from her book.

"You're going to want to watch out for Filch then." Adeline said, shuddering. "He's mean and Mrs. Norris is unlike any cat I've ever seen."

Nova nodded she had heard about that pair and was waiting for her surprise to come in to see if she could get around them. Just then Nova frowned as she looked at her notes carefully, now was the time to ask.

"Adeline is there a reason you tend to take the passages least used?"

Adelina seemed stunned but she quickly shook her head and continued on her way.

"It's faster to get to certain places." Adeline casually said though Nova stared at her in disbelief.

"Even when there's hardly anyone roaming the halls after school hours?" Nova pressed.

Adeline seemed to contemplate her next words. Every now and again she would glance behind them. Finally she stopped and sat down near a statue. Nova decided to sit down on the floor, her legs crossed and her notebook closed so she could focus more on Adeline.

"I'm guessing that even though you grew up in the muggle world your father still taught you about the wizarding world." Adeline scoffed at her own comment. "Of course he did, you were homeschooled right."

Nova waited as Adeline took a deep breath.

"I didn't know anything about magic until they came to my house and delivered my letter. Suddenly all the weird things that would happen around my brother and I made sense. Suddenly I was in a world that wouldn't look at me as if I was a freak…" Adeline paused, her eyes focused on the ground.

"I was excited when I came to Hogwarts. The ministry person did a fantastic job on focusing on all the good things about this world, they failed to mention the bad. It wasn't till I got sorted into Slytherin and started my classes that I found out. All the other classes hate Slytherin because it's the house that produces the most dark wizards. Many Slytherins apparently joined Voldemort during the first war. So anyone who wasn't a slytherin avoided me or called me names. But then some of the slytherins specifically the pureblood slytherins started calling me a mudblood."

Nova's hand clenched at the word and tried her best to stay calm.

"So everyone either hates me for being a slytherin or for being a muggle. The bullying got so bad I decided to avoid people as much as possible. Pam figured it out however, she's tougher than I am. She fights back but she decided to put her focus on protecting me instead. Any other muggle born slytherins tend to stay to themselves not knowing who to trust."

Nova nodded taking in what she just learned. She herself had noticed that certain people tended to avoid her in the two days she had been here, particularly a certain hufflepuff.

"Is that why Pam is following us right now?" Nova asked a loud thud rang out in the hall and Pam peaked out rubbing her head.

"How did you know I was here?" She demanded.

"Like Adeline said, you follow her everywhere. It wasn't that hard to guess. How's your head?"

"Fine." Pam grumbled as she approached the two girls.

"I never understood the rivalry of the houses." Nova admitted. "Especially the hostility towards Slytherin. My father was a slytherin and he fought with the order, left his family too. You should be proud to be a slytherin and a muggle. Honestly purebloods should be the ones looked down on, I don't see what's so special about being inbreds."

Adeline let out a horrified gasp but Pam snickered and nodded her head in approval.

"Okay you seem good." Pam said through snickers.

Nova smiled at her new friends and together they began navigating the castle with Nova and Pam keeping an eye out for anyone who would dare mess with them. They also attempted to get close to any other muggle borns, but as Adeline had pointed out many had trust issues. Still Nova always made it clear was there for anyone though it seemed like it was just going to be her and the two girls.

Trying to get her professors to let her use muggle supplies ended up less of a hassle than she thought it would be. Professor Magonagall had been a little hesitant at first however she did like how Nova tended to color code her charts. But other than that almost every other teacher didn’t seem to mind and soon Nova noticed other muggle students using their own muggle supplies. However one teacher that seemed to keep putting up the most resistance was Professor Snape.

“I thought I said to take out parchment and quills not whatever this is.” Snape said looking over Novas supplies.

“Its the same principle.” Nova said showing him the tip of her fountain pen. She knew this one was going to be a tough one she had asked around about all the teachers.

Snape was also her head of house though she hardly ever saw him, he was rumored to always favor their house. Currently that didn't seem to be the case.

“The supply list calls for parchment and quills.” Snape said as if making this final.

“The notebook is a form of parchment and I am still using the correct ink in my pen.” Nova countered, a pair of red headed twins that were sitting across from her looked at them in amusement.

“Miss Vinci while you are in this class I suggest you follow all the rules and that applies to the adequate supplies for this school.” Snape said sternly.

Nova glared at Snape as she pulled out her wand, his eyes raised in disbelief but instead she tapped her pen and muttered a spell making the pen turn into a quill.

“Better?” Nova asked, finally Pam and the twins burst into laughter.

“5 points from Gryffindor.” Snape said through clenched teeth, making Nova look at him with wide eyes.

“You can't do that.” She protested, if anything he should be taking points away from their house.

“10 points then.” Snape hissed, oh so that’s how this was going to be, fine.

Nova stayed quiet as she tried to focus on her work. They had started working on a potion and Nova decided it was best to wear her safety gear. She slipped on her gloves and snapped her goggles into place. She knew people were staring at her but still she pressed on adding to her potion as instructed.

“What is all this?” Snape asked completely unamused by what she was wearing.

“Its called safety gear.” Nova said looking over her cauldron to make sure it was turning the right shade.

“And why are you wearing it?”

“The name clearly states its purpose.” Nova said looking up at him.

“Did I ask you to put anything on?” Snape asked and Nova could tell she was definitely testing his patience.

“Given the type of potion you are making us do I’m surprised you didn't.” Nova continued.

“Are you that far behind from being homeschooled that you fear your well being from your own work.” Snape remarked, oh so this is how he was going to be.

“On the contrary.” Nova said her eyes narrowing. “I know what to do, still accidents can happen. If anything I just doubt your healing abilities and though I can be taken to the hospital wing I would like to avoid excruciating pain in my eyes and hands.”

Snapes nostrils flared and again Pam and the twins snickered while Adeline stared at her horrified.

“Detention Weasley.” Snape snapped, making Nova's jaw drop.

She wanted to protest but she knew it was futile, she’d figure out a way around all this.

“Hey Vinci right?” One of the twins asked as they caught up to her.

“Yes?” Nova asked, noticing Pam tense, she put a hand on her arm to calm her.

“We were wondering.” The other continued.

“Our father he loves all this muggle stuff you think you could give us some things to send to him?” The first said, Nova tried to remember where she had heard the name Weasley before.

“Your father works for the ministry right?” Nova asked as she remembered her father speak of an Arthur Weasley would he be their father.

“Yes.” They both said, making Nova nod.

“I could tell my father to give him some of my old things. He works for the ministry too, and would probably be faster.” Nova said smiling politely at the two boys.

“Sounds great, Fred and George Weasley by the way.” Fred said, holding his hand out.

“Fred and George got it.” Nova said looking between the two as she shook his hand. “Sorry about the dentition.”

“Eh dont worry about it.” George said.

“Hasn’t been the first time.”

“Definitely won't be the last.”

“Still its not fair he’s just a bitter old git.” Nova mumbled. “He cant get away with it.”

“Sounds like you have an idea brewing.” George said smiling.

“Possibly.” Nova smiled back. “I’ll definitely let you know what I come up with.”

The twins were a fun lot, Nova began to notice them more when she would roam the halls with Pam and Adeline. Helping keep an eye out for each other whenever Filch was close. The twins were impressed that Nova was able to evade Mrs. Norris so easily until they realized she just dropped off cat treats in order to keep her busy. Nova gave them half of her supply after that.

However as the week continued and they began entering their weekend Nova kept noticing that a certain Hufflepuff was still ignoring her. The Slytherins shared a couple classes with the Hufflepuffs yet Cedric always seemed to sit as far away from her as possible. In the end the only other friend the girls had managed to make besides the Weasleys was Jaime, the Hufflepuff girl that rode in the train with Nova on her way to Hogwarts. Jaime a Hufflepuff through and through never spoke as to why Cedric avoided her so much but Nova had a pretty good idea.

She was finally able to confront him during the weekend. Adeline had insisted Pam needed to work on her homework since apparently Pam had a track record of always holding off till the last second to do her work. Nova had been caught up and figured it be easier to explore the castle if she was alone, as much as she enjoyed the two girls company she needed some time to herself.

Nova's map of the castle was far from complete and she took her time going down the halls as she sketched into her notebook. She looked up to double check where she was going when she saw him. He froze as he saw her and he seemed to be contemplating which way he should take off. Nova however shut her notebook shut rather harshly and approached him quickly.

"Cedric." She said fiercely as she stopped in front of him. "Is there a reason you are avoiding me?"

"I'm not avoiding you." He said though his expression said differently.

"Oh really?" Nova narrowed her eyes at him. He shifted uncomfortably under her gaze and finally broke.

“You’re a slytherin.” He said simply

“And you're a Hufflepuff so what?” Nova asked, crossing her arms.

“Do you have any idea how many dark wizards have come from slytherin house?” Cedric asked as if that would clear everything up.

“And what about the slytherins that aren’t dark wizards?” Nova countered. “What about the Slytherins that are muggle borns? The slytherins that grew up knowing noting about the Wizarding world until they came here? The slytherins that were suddenly turned down by those who were suppose to be accepting of them? And what about the Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw and Gryffindors who maybe weren’t as bad as death eaters but are still not good? I doubt all of you are saints too. And for the record your house doesn’t matter in the real world, you really think your job applications will ask what house you attended in Hogwarts? I really doubt my NASA one will.”

“You’re what?” Cedric suddenly asked, very confused cause he was sure he had never heard of that department before.

“National Aeronautics and Space Administration, it's the American muggle space program but that’s beside the point. The point is slytherin isn’t a bad house and not everyone is automatically a death eater or evil, hell not all of us are even bloody pure bloods. I thought Hufflepuff would be more accepting, guess that means you aren’t what your house says you are.” Nova huffed and turned away however she didn't feel as good as she though she would have after having that conversation.

“You know the more you stare at food the longer its going to stay there.” Pam said, breaking through Novas thoughts.

“Guess I’m not that hungry.” Nova grumbled still having been in a bad mood when she woke up the next day.

She had told the girls what had happened and though they had been a nice comfort Nova couldn’t here’ll but be a little homesick. Maybe she could ask her mother to send some cookies. She felt Pam stiffen beside her and looked up to see Cedric standing next to her.

“I figured maybe we need a restart. Hi I’m Cedric.” He said smiling softly at her and holding his hand out.

“I’m Nova.” She said, hesitantly shaking his hand. “These are my friend Pam and Adeline.”

Cedric smiled a little brighter and Nova felt her resolve slowly melt away, curse this Hufflepuff.

#harry potter oc #oc x cedric #oc x cedric diggory #slytherin oc

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goodproofingwater · 5 years

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Can i please get 1, 2, 10 and 80 w/ John Shelby please? Ty x

Send me some numbers and a person and i’ll write a thing

“Give me a chance.”, “Not you again..”, “We cant keep this up forever.” & “Lets run away together.”

When you were younger, it had been the Shelby’s who took you in. It had been Polly who gave you a job when the men were at war, Tommy, John and Arthur your heart broke for each time there was news of yet another boy from watery lane coming home in a body bag, and it was this relationship with the family which made it so wrong that you spent every Sunday on your knees in front of the youngest of the three ex-soldiers, his hand gripping the back of your head as you made him see God as his auntie prayed at church.

“Fuckin’ ‘ell girl ya got a good mouth on ya..” he smirked, licking his lips as you stood doing the same, the taste of him on your tongue not putting him off the fierce kiss he placed to your lips, his hands cupping your ass and picking you up. He backed you toward Michael’s desk, not caring for the items which fell on the floor or the papers he crumpled as he sat you down, and he pulled back from another searing kiss to bite down on your lip and push your underwear to the side.

You were used to this dance by now, the blowjob as soon as the family left, the finger fucking followed by actual fucking but it was fast becoming tedious, the weekly trysts followed by 6 days of pretending you barely liked each other. You had had enough.

“John.. John stop..” you spoke, pushing him back before he had the chance to press his fingers inside of you, and he looked at you in confusion as he moved back with your hand.

“What? Did ya hear somethin’?” His head immediately snaps to the door, and back to you, and you shook your head as your feet hit the floor and his brow furrowed with confusion. “What ya not in the mood? Come on girl, let me bend ya over this desk, I’ve been thinking about this all week.”

“No, John.” You spoke, exhaling a shaking breath as it fully hit you what you were doing, giving up the short time you got to spend with this beautiful man for your morals and you almost caved at the look of confusion in his eyes. “I can’t do this anymore… we can’t keep this up forever and I’m not letting you just fuck me every week until you find someone you can bring around the family.”

“You fucking what? It was your idea to do it ‘ere, you were the one who said we had to keep it quiet, I don’t give a fuck what they think!”

“Yes you do, John. I see the way that you look at me when you think that they’re watching you. I- I’m getting in too deep I can’t..” You swallowed thickly as he stood there in disbelief, and you pushed past him before he had a chance to convince you otherwise, knowing that a simple kiss from him would have turned you right back into his arms.

A week went by with everything being relatively normal save for the glares that were shot your way from John, Tommy’s astute eyes looking but not seeing what was truly going on. You had always wondered if his brothers knew, if he had told Tommy and Arthur in order to keep the family away for longer if necessary but by the time the first Monday following a John-less Sunday rolled around, they seemed to care even less.

You showed up for work on time as always, ignoring the fiery glares shot your way from John as you sat down at your desk and began to work out the biases’ for the day, which races were most likely to win and which you could coerce the punters into betting on so the house won more money. You thought you had gotten away with it, thought that he was just going to let you continue to not show up at the betting shop and the whole set up would just fall into nothing, but you were mistaken.

You had been walking toward the small shop at the end of the road from the bookies which had recently started selling sandwiches when you felt an unceremonious tug on your arm, and before you had a chance to realise who it was, John had his hand over your mouth down an alley.

“John, what the fuck do you think you’re doing?” You spat as your eyes darted from him to both open ends of the alley, scared to death that anyone would see you and word would get back to Polly.

“Give me a chance.” The words which fell from his lips were so out of character that you could barely comprehend them before he continued, “We don’t have to stick around here where you’re worried about Pol, lets run away together and get the nice house you always used to talk about when we were just back from the war. The one with the pigs and the chickens. And I’ll fuck you in every room and no-one will ever find us.”

You shook your head, blinking in confusion at the words that were tumbling from his lips. You had never heard anything like it from him, had never had a hint of any kind of affection save for his compliments on your mouth or your pussy after he had emptied himself into them.

“John are you fucking crazy?!” Was your response, and he looked hurt for a moment before the typical Shelby wall came over him and he licked his lips before he let you go.

“Just fuckin’ around aint I..” His laugh was awkward and uncomfortable, and it was clear to you who knew him better than most that it wasn’t genuine, “Think that ‘cause I’ve been without ya mouth for a week that I’d want to run away with ya and start some kind of fuckin’ pig farm.”

You shook your head as you stood there in confusion, completely unsure of what to say to his emotional whiplash.

“When ya get back Tommy wants ya to send ‘im the race report for Cheltnam” He spoke, walking away and leaving you stunned, “Don’t be fuckin’ late.”

#john shelby #john shelby imagine #john shelby imagines #peaky blinders #peaky blinders imagines #i didn't put in not you again because it didnt fit sorry #have some kind of soft john

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thetwistedclocks · 5 years

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so like,,,, couldn’t focus and did this instead

- time for a hunting trip or patrol or whatever everyone’s there and alive we got the whole gang: arthur, leon, percival, elyan, gwaine, lancelot, and merlin

-this is an au so gwen and lancelot just are together and there was no drama with arthur

- gorgeous day, kinda hot though so they decide to stop for lunch and fuel up

- le bandits sneak up on them, and attack

-everything is just like a typical fight, everybody but merlin is whirling around, doing their thing

-merlin is behind a tree, doing little stuff to make sure no one is wounded badly or killed

-our shining knights wipe everyone out, just a ton of bloody bodies scattered around the clearing except they missed one

-this little rat sneaks up behind merlin and he’s got a knife poised to kill merlin

- arthur yells desperately for merlin to move, he cannot lose him not after morgana, not after his father, no no no

- merlin whips around to defend himself, but he has no weapons, everyone else is too far away to help, and without thinking he blows the man back twenty feet, where he hits a tree and dies

- everyone is frozen in place

-merlin slowly turns around to see arthur because oh shit

- arthur says no in a strangled, desperate voice

- arthur’s face contorts and he then starts to scream: how could you, you lying bastard, i trusted you, you were my best friend

- gwaine preemptively moves towards merlin, fearing for merlins safety

- lancelot does the same

-merlin just quietly says im sorry and then whirlwinds out of there but lancelot and gwaine were close enough to get sucked in with him

-the trio lands in a forest pretty far away from camelot, and merlin just curls up into a ball

-gwaine and lancelot look at each other and merlin in shock and have a silently mouthed conversation above merlin’s head

- Gwaine: what the fuck Lancelot: shit ok did you know Gwaine: I kinda had some idea but I never dug too deep into it, did you know? lancelot: yes, he saved my life by killing the griffin with magic Gwaine: so what now Lancelot: I guess we’re fugitives with him now Gwaine: he’s not gonna move for a bit, we need to take care of him until he recovers Lancelot: agreed, lets find shelter for the night

- and they do they just build a fire and make sure merlin’s warm and has some water but he refuses food

-back with arthur the remaining knights suggest going after the trio but arthur shuts them down, hes not letting himself show any emotion

-they ride back to camelot, everyone finds out, gaius is just broken at this cause he cant see merlin or help him anymore, gwen decides to leave camelot without telling anyone to search for her best friend and love, she forgives merlin but wants an explanation, arthur turns in on himself and closes himself off, hes curt and cold, the other knights just dont talk about it though they each slowly forgive the trio over a long period of time

-after a week of no talking, merlin finally speaks to gwaine and lancelot and says: “lets go back home, I can face arthur, and you two can rejoin the knights

-they immediately refuse, saying that they trust and love merlin, and they chose to stay with him

-merlin brings up gwen in hopes to convince at least lancelot but he says its safer for her in camelot and he trusts he’ll see her again someday

-merlin just cant argue anymore, hes tired, and mourning everything he’s lost

-in the morning, they decide well we gotta live somewhere so they figure out where they are, which is western camelot on the very edge at the foot of a mountain range that marks camelot’s border

-they set up a little cabin just outside a nearby village and live their lives

-pretty soon, after occasionally being in the village for supplies, the villagers get suspicious and ask them questions

- they just so happen to catch merlin, who’s a terrible liar, and he blurts out hes a healer

-this village has 0 healers so they start to bring their sick to merlin, who heals them for free, which results in lots of gifts of food and other stuff

-gwaine and lancelot start teaching sword fighting to keep themselves sharp and help out the village

-things are chill like this for a few months

-gwen is still wandering around, learns a bit about magic, and is just traveling through western camelot, hoping to find the trio

-back in camelot, arthur is cracking down on magic

-he isn’t killing people, but anyone found guilty of magic or anything is locked away in these cells uther had made under the regular dungeon out of sorcerers’ bones that contains magic, its like a second purge, just without the executions

-gwen knows this and wants merlin to come back and stop arthur

-lancelot and gwaine slowly gets merlin’s entire story out of him, and see him as a leader now

-merlin is quieter, more reserved, and rarely uses magic at all

-one time this little girl, maybe 10, is brought to merlin wiht a weird set of symptoms

-merlin immediately knows shes developing magic, so he sends the parents away, promising he will heal her, and then he tells her

-she is scared of not being abole to control her new powers but isnt scared of having the magic itself, and tells merlin that her parents are ok with magic too

-the next day he meets with her family, and they discuss it, and eventually, they all decide that he can train her

-so like a few weeks go by of this, and then another person comes to merlin

-this time its an older woman and she wants to learn how to control her magic

-pretty soon merlin is training a lot of people and gets a reputaion

-gwaine and lancelot are worried about how little he sleeps, and how little he talks about the past, they cant help him though

-gwen hears about this village, where magic is celebrated, and finds it

-she arrives, and runs into gwaine, who takes her hand and runs shouting throught the village back to the cottage where lancelot is training

-happy reunion yay

-she and merlin talk, she gets his full story, and he is just a little happier knowing that she’s there but he also finds out about whats going on in camelot

-in camelot, all of the knights just dont talk to arthur anymore, for fear of his verbal abuse

-hes crushed that gwen is gone too, and feels that he has been abandoned

-more and more magic users flock to this village until rumors reach all the way back to camelot

-arthur orders a raid, he orders no killing

-he doesn’t lead it, but eventually, 20 knights or so attack the village

- a lot of magic users are taken, and a few people killed in fires set by the knights

-merlin feels responsible and decides that his merry band of misfits needs to be safer and a whole lot more defended

-so he and a majority of the village move into the mountains

-merlin is now the accidental leader of a rebel camp

-its called camp maxia(magic in galcian/gaelic) and its inhabitants maxians

-years go by, as the camp grows with refugee families and those from villages attacked by bandits because the knights are all out looking for magic users and not protecting anybody

-merlin, with his right hands gwaine, lancelot, and gwen run maxia as a safe place for everyone, and he creates a name for himself as lord maxia to protect his real identity

-arthur knows about maxia, obviously, but doesn’t have the forces to take it down

- during this time gwen and lancelot have this huge wedding, very magical, and very nature themed

- so arthur has most knights out around camelot, and morgana knows this, she joins forces with cenred and takes camelot with ease

-arthur, leon, percival, and elyan get out together

-percival suggests going to lord maxia for help, as he’s got quite a sizable force and has been kind to camelot in not attacking them

-arthur immedietly shuts him down

-they camp outside of the city for about a week, a couple civilians find them and tell arthur whats happening in camelot

-morgana is starving the people and killing those who act up

-arthur still loves his people, more than he hates magic

-so he agrees to go to lord maxia

-arthur, leon, percival, and elyan set out with the few civilians; the knights are each secretly hoping to see merlin at camp maxia, arthur is secretly terrified of that happening

-they’re picked up by a maxia patrol and held in a makeshift cell until lord maxia accepts them into the camp, cause they’re wearing camelot stuff

-merlin is told of a group from camelot in the cells and knowing of camelot’s state immedietly send gwen and lancelot to meet them

- they expect a few knights and prepare to ask how they can help take back camelot

-when they see its elyan, arthur, leon, and percival they have the civilians released and cared for and sit down to talk to them

-arthur wont look at them, so leon speaks, and talks about whats been happening

-gwen offers maxia’s help, and lancelot says that planning would be a lot easier if they weren’t in a cell, and asks if they want to be processed into camp maxia

-the processing entails a quick truth potion along the lines of veritiserum

-leon says he couldnt speak for the whole group, so lancelot says its a personal choice

-percival volunteers first, and then the other knights agree to it as well

-arthur is silent, but livid

-the knights are processed, and meet merlin, and for a night they all have a meal together and its almost normal

-in the morning, merlin goes to see arthur, except he conceals his identity

-they talk, arthur is bitter, merlin is cryptic

-after a few days arthur realizes that in order to help his people he needs to set his anger aside and is processed

-merlin, identity still hidden, administers the test

-under this truth potion, arthur is honest about his views on magic in ways he didnt even realise

-merlin keeps his identity hidden for the planning, much to everyone’s dismay, but they respect his decision

-an attack on camelot is planned

-arthur at this point is slowly trusting knights again, and gwaine, lancelot, and gwen

-they ride for camelot, with camp maxia’s army

-the knights, including lancelot and gwaine, are with arthur and merlin, who’s identity is still hidden

-gwen leads the medical group behind them

-the battle begins, fought by merlin’s men against cenred’s army

-morgana threatens to kill the imprisoned sorcerers

-arthur and merlin, still hidden, fight their way to the throne room

-its just them and morgana and the sorcerers

-arthur is thrown by morgana into the sorcerers

-then its down to merlin to stop her

-so they fight, a big badass magical fight scene

-merlins cover is blown, hes hurt, looks like hes losing

-arthur is flipping out because its merlin and he forgot how much he missed him

-merlin is about to be stabbed by a magical bolt from morgana and arthur just screams merlin’s name

-merlin hears this and needs to live so he can talk to arthur so he defeats morgana

-battles over, people are freed

-merlin is chilling on top of the castle when arthur comes up

-they talk, for a long long time

-when they come down, merlin is forgiven, but not trusted, and magic is now not illegal

-merlin is made the court sorcerer, lancelot and gwaine knights, and gwen is a lady too cause she’s married to lancelot

-the foursome is now part of the round table and camp maxia is disbanded, no longer needed, and becomes a city at the foot of the mountains

-the knights can protect villages now

-all is right, except merlin and arthur still have this great distance

-gaius retires and just chills in merlins tower

-one time he’s out doing something important and arthur breaks his leg in training

-hes brought to merlin, who very very quietly asks if he can heal arthur using magic

-arthur agrees, and he sees merlin use good magic for the first time ever

-this breaks down a barrier

-arthur visits merlin and talks about matters of state

-eventually just his day

-and then he trusts merlin again

-they become best friends once more

-then one night at a ball, merlin is being flirted with by a very attractive knight

-arthur gets really possesive and jealus

-he grabs merlin’s arm and tugs him away, saying something about court matters

-he dragsmerlin back to his room, huffy and angry, not letting go of his arm

-merlin asks what they need to talk about, and he doesn’t get an answer

-next he asks gently whats wrong

-at this point they’re at arthur’s chambers

-there’s no gaurds, they’re at the ball

-he tugs merlin into his room and just glares at him

-merlin is confused and asked what he did wrong, scared to lose arthur again

-arthur just groans and looks away and mumbles something about nothing

-merlin walks over, puts his hand on arthurs back, and says: “well its clearly not, tell me whats going on.”

-arthur just stays quiet

-merlin persists: “arthur please dont shut me out like this”

-arthur suddenly pins merlin to the door

-he just growls, “dont flirt with him”

-merlin is very confused and kinda scared because hes always loved arthur but arthur definitely doesn’t never ever in a million years feel the same way

-he quietly says why not

-arthur just. stares at him. “are you serious?”

-”yes?”

-and arthur just does the whole possesive door kiss thing

-merlin got a light bulb

-a few months later they’re married

-merlin is crowned king

-the end

just, random idea thats been bouncing around. should it be a fic?

#merlin fic #merthur #writing #arthur #merlin #gwen #gwaine #lancelot #gwen x lancelot #idk that ship name

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Broken Bones And New Homes

Clark has a surprise and you fuck up.

Masterlist

Warnings:swearing, injury, angst

A/n:so a little bit of fluff and angst

Broken Bones And New Homes

Clark sat back in his chair as Diana took the young girl to get settled and was fixed with a look from the others he sighed.

"She was still doubting herself she needed to see it for herself" Bruce spoke up first unimpressed.

"Yes but it could have gone down hill fast! What if it had pierced you! She'd never have forgiven herself or trusted anyone again!" Clark sighed he knew that Bruce had a point.

"But there was also another reason I was testing her as well like she did to you earlier ...did you see? She was holding back, even when she was angry she found the power to hold it back she didn't want to hurt me not for a second she just wanted to scare me...shes used to scaring people off. I wanted to see if she was truly wants to harm or not anger reveals your true intentions shes good through and through..." Arthur nodded

"He is right Bruce she held back it wasn't nice to watch but the kid did good tho... it was unnerving to watch her have that much restraint ....aren't teens meant to you know? loose their shit she held it together." Bruce nodded it was horrible in a way seeing the control she needed for herself Clark was right she'd had to grow up fast just like them but unlike them she will have someone there for her question was who, tho he had a guess already.

"So whose gonna take her Legally?"

"I will she needs stability, normality but still someone who can keep her in line can you get the paperwork done?" Bruce nodded smirking at Clark, looks like he was taken with the girl in a way they all were Bruce would take her in in a heart beat but with the others it wouldn't be a good idea so this time he will settle for being an uncle, doesn’t mean he cant tease the big man tho? Does it

"Your sure your not even letting anyone else what if I want to-"

"No I'm taking her, she will fit right in at home with me and konner, he has always wanted a sister to look after we can give her a family that she can relax around no offence Bruce but if anything would happen at the manor, your boys are strong but...." Bruce waved him off laughing

"I was messing with you,I know what you mean I will get on it first thing" Clark rolled his eyes at him, Victor pulled up her file on the screen.

"Whoa, her file is .....large shes been through.... to much I don't know haw shes so....stable Clark your gonna have your work cut out for you... how she hasn't already gone mad is beyond me." Barry came closer frowning

"She has a police record?" Victor nodded sadly scanning through the data quickly Clark got up coming over to them

"You found her file? When?" Victor didn't bother looking up at him just pointing to Barry

"He took her bag to her room when you had your little heart to heart and got her name y/n l/n birthday April seventh, born in central city moved to Gotham with her parents at six months old... Clark shes been through a lot its..."

"Tell me I want to know what happened." Victor side and continued

"There’s nothing until she was five when her parents died...police report says parents were only identified by dna because....."

"Because what?" Victor looked down then to Arthur everyone was tense suddenly Diana came into the room hear most of it so far she can gather whats they are on about.

"Bodies crushed beyond recognition, no teeth remaining for a dental record to be found, official cause of death was crushed by ceiling, flats collapsed due to breech in building regulations, no one was charged for it. Child found in flat had resided by parents bodies for three days before being found, no one knows how she survived but she was unharmed and thought the police were there to arrest her, she was under the impression she did it."

"She must have tried to save them and failed...that why she was frightened of the police" Clark summarized victor nodded

"That’s what she said in her report that she did it she couldn't stop the ceiling, after that there is nothing on the incident apart from information about the therapy she should under go and where they sent her. Children's home north Gotham on Presington street." Bruce swore

"Fucking hell that's a shit hole, been pouring money into it for years they were pocketing it as bonuses only went down for it three years ago two deaths to malnutrition" everyone winced things did not look good

"The next eight entries are from the weeks after, mental evaluations, says here she started hurting other kids in the home lashing out and became aggressive to staff, she claimed they were accidents that she couldn't help it that she had powers, they didn't listen until one kid ended up missing an eye... can understand it looks like a vicious attack"

"Probably bullying, it happens a lot to the new kids, if they attacked her then it'd protect her right?" Victor nodded to Bruce and sighed moving on

"They certified her had to drug her to get her out of the home, Jesus Christ they put her in a mental unit in Gotham general child's psych ward inpatient where she stayed under various levels of sedation for a majority of her time there until being released at ten years old showing no signs of instability or any indication she was a danger to herself and others a successful case. By law she couldn't return to the group home so she was fostered between then and a year ago shes had foster homes all across Gotham. Then a year ago she was on a trip with school doing a big beach clean up, it was a campaign the school was behind to help clean up the oceans? they kids were going to protest at Washington....never made it tho...it was when the atlanteans threw out the trash, oil tanker landed on her class's camp sight, two survived her and her student teacher....he said she had held it for around two minuets but most of the others were to scared to move the ones that did couldn't get out of the way and she passed out and well you can guess the rest.... no one believed him when he told them what he'd seen....he killed himself four days later. Since then its been petty thievery and some assaults, shes beaten up a few known drug dealers and gang members.... The police reports are mostly about injuries from dragging her back to foster homes three in the past year, seventeen in the past six, it was more frequent when she was younger, she under goes psychological evaluations once a year to see if her 'schizophrenia' is coming back. But that it" Diana covered her eyes rubbing the bridge of her nose shaking her head at the humans stupidity.

"So they told her she's mad? For four nearly five years they locked her away? made her believe she was crazy? And drugged her" She leaned back feeling sorry for the girl she'd been put into a brutal system at the most devastating time in her life, shed had to deal with it alone. Bruce sighed he knew Gotham wasn't the best place for an orphan... but that seemed harsh even to his standards.

"She hid it to seem normal, so she could get out of the hospital no wonder she so guarded she had to outsmart Drs and psychiatrists when she was a child" everyone spoke apart from Arthur he sat there fists clenched seething."Arthur! what happened you couldn't have known" he growled he knew that, there wasn't anything he could so but still it irked him knowing that it had happened, that shed tried to save her class mates from his people-his brother and hadn't been able to.

"I know....I know that but that is what triggered all this again isn’t it? That’s what made it come back stronger and now she cant control it? The reason shes been on the streets...And I was here laughing and jokeing around with her? When she knew it was me-my people who did that? How she didn't fuck me up right away I don’t know cos if it was the other way around I would have" Barry sighed before speaking quietly.

"Well doesn't that show she doesn't blame you? I mean we all knew that something big happened so I don’t think she blames you... she had every chance to blow up at you about it when she explained a little herself but she didn't..I wouldn't worry." Clark nodded agreeing with Barry then continued.

"Be there for her now, if she wants to talk she will.." Arthur nodded letting out an angry breath that was all he could do now, be there for her.

"Clark could you go check she's in bed I gave her half an hour to have a shower and be in bed by" he nodded hearing the others all start making their way to their rooms deciding to call it a night. He slowed opening the door poking his head in he smiled seeing you curled up in the blankets not asleep yet but near enough he quickly shut the door. He was determined to become the father you needed he would talk to Konner tomorrow about it, he would be happy having a little sister but Clark would have to explain to his son what was going on with her before introducing them...And his mom he will need her help.

"AAHHH!" You screamed bloody murder when there was a excruciating crunch then you slammed into the floor, tho it was softer then it should have been your head struck it hard with a bone cracking force, you groaned laying there sobbing and gasping as your arm head and ribs were in agony, seeing blood, you cried harder heaving and panicking when your vision went fuzzy then heard the door be all but ripped off its hinges and saw someone you didn’t recognize, he looked around a year or so older then you black hair, blue eyes. He kneeled beside you then looked up inspecting your arm wincing there was bone....

You woke up stretching and yawning it had been three weeks since you got here...and things were pretty sweet, you had a comfy bed free reign of the kitchen and a private bathroom. You hadn't really trained with the others yet just a few practice sessions that ended reasonably well most of the time you'd read, using various books to help you understand what was possible then sort of felt your way about the place and kept to yourself as much as you could which wasn't much as you found they all wanted you to feel welcome....It was hard not to become close but you kept saying to yourself it was temporary despite what Diana had said Clark hasn't been near you since the first night, only popping in briefly then off again for days on end it didn't give you much hope for the future.

But you assumed by now they all knew the story so you cant blame them, no one wants to be around a mad meta-human so its understandable...not that your mad at least you didn't think you were just gifted and confused. You quickly threw your hair up out of the way ignoring your thoughts, you’d rather not fall into that little debate again for now, wanting to just get your powers under control and get out of here before you get to attached. Taking your current architecture book, this you was using to find different types of structural systems which is the strongest and most reliable ect and made your way to the training room, today you were testing something out...A theory you'd been working on basically you wanted to make some stairs see how many things you could hold at once.

You opened the door to the room you’d been working in. It was tall and must be about ten meters across each way not the biggest in the watchtower but it was enough for you. You placed the book at the door open on a page depicting floating stairs. It should be easy just platforms from the walls big enough to step on you flared your power feeling your way around then took a deep breath to the side stretching out a hand to the wall, metal with concrete behind it, you started moving one foot up pulling a platform from the wall then another above this continued until you was a fair height you opened your eyes looking down you’d made it half way up the tall room you smiled it had worked!

You jumped for joy then moved faster paying less attention trying to force it on auto pilot climbing higher you faltered a little the next step was a little uneven, it looked tilted and .....iffy you gulped looking down only now realizing just how high your were you slumped back against the wall a little nervous, maybe you should have had someone in here with you but hindsight was 20/20 staying still for a few moments you took deep breaths collecting yourself, that was enough you thought you turned placing both hands on the wall completely freaked out as you made a slow descent making sure two feet were firmly placed on each step before you moved to the next as you went down the stairs you got maybe eight steps then all hell broke loose.

A few fell away as you panicked but tried to breath through it only for more to slip back into the wall in your addled mind you panicked watching the steps one by one collapse you made a snap decision and made a leap of faith crying out as you smacked your ribs on it making you try and scream you couldn't make a sound winded , you scrabbled on the step flailing legs trying to find purchase your eyes widened watching as the rest disappeared then the one you held crumbled away you screamed pulling at the ground to help but in the confusion you only smashed a few pillars into you one clipped your waving arm

"Shit shit hold on y/n, I'll get dad just stay here okay? Don’t-don’t go to sleep okay?" He dissapeared then returned seconds later with Clark Diana and Barry close behind. Clark swore seeing your crumpled form running to sit beside you, he didn't need his x-ray vision to see that you'd broken your arm as it had snapped and was sticking out crudely at an odd angle he sat by your head stroking your hair whispering softly to you trying to calm you down as you panicked crying and hyperventilating.

"Shh shh its okay, I've got you I've got you, Barry can you tell Bruce whats happened we need a car, ambulance or something, Diana can you help hold her still I've got to move her ,get her to the hospital, I can't fly her there could cause an infection or something." Diana crouched beside you shushing you trying to help calm you, moving your head to look at her you tried moving but screamed loud, Clark placed a hand on your tummy holding you still.

"Don’t move y/n don’t move Let me do it okay? Diana I need her on her back can you hold her shoulder I don’t want to move her arm to much Yet ready one... two.. three" everyone winced as you cried out loud your pain echoed in the room

"Shh shh its okay your doing really well I'm here its going to be okay...Konner can you get a cloth we are going to have to stop the bleeding" he looked nervous

"Can't you just laser-" Clark shook his head

"Shes human and will need a cast for it to heal kon we can't explain that in hospital, a clean cloth konner now!" Bruce came running in with a medium black box he swore loud seeing you on the floor.

"Bruce whats that?" He ignored Diana and quickly stopped by you opening the case pulling out a small needle and vial filling the needle with half a dose he would use himself.

"Tramadol, I always have some here incase...Clark I need a vein find one!" Clark moved from your sight making you whine trying to move your head to him. Clark pointed one out on the inside of your arm Bruce’s hand shook he was stopped by Barry.

"We can't just give her tramadol! If they give her morphine it could cause a reaction, We need to get her to the hospital...We can't explain how we gave her tramadol" you looked up as you felt someone else by your broken arm the blue eyed teen went to press the cloth hard over the wound on your arm Diana called out to him

"No head, head the arm will stop bleeding before the head!" He nodded shuffling forward holding it to your head you cried out.

"FFFUUUUCCKK! Fuckfuckfuck noNOOOONO PLEASE STOP!" You screamed at him Clark looked over to a distraught konner who hesitated.

"Keep it there, hold on y/n we get you to a hospital soon just hold on okay sweetheart"

"Yeah don’t go towards any white lights" that brought on a whole new flood of tears as everyone screamed

"BARRY!" you weept as Diana cradled your head in her lap holding you still for konner and making sure your arm was left alone.Bruce was already on the phone to the ambulance requesting one to come over immediately two blocks down where Clark could take you as Clark repeated what he saw.

"Snapped right through the radius and ulna, broken ribs and cracked head, heavy bleeding" Bruce recounted what Clark had said

"Five minuets away okay yes we already moved her to stem the bleeding, shes pale already we will be outside yes" he put the phone down.

"Five minuets we have to move her they think shes on third" Clark bit his lip you cried begging them not to touch you.

"Konner, Barry open the doors for me" you shook your head at him as he moved slowly.

"NO! Please don’t Clark-Clark please don't it hurts I don't want to move" he ignored you taking the cloth from konner pressing it firmly

"Hey hey its okay, just breath I promise I'll be so quick you might not even notice okay? But we need to get you to the hospital, now deep breath in and out that's it good girl breathe in and out" he used the the moment you breathed out to quickly move your arm as gently and fast as possible. Your breathing hitched then you screamed again feeling the boned move.

"YOU FUCK YOU FUCKING FUCK!" He closed his eyes trying to calm himself down he felt bad but it had to be done he couldn't move you anywhere with it dangling about, opening his eyes he crouched over you wiping at the tears hushing you.

"Good girl all done the worst is over now ,I'm so proud of you, now we can move you without touching it again , we don’t need to move it anymore"

"Y-you promise?" He nodded moving tucking you up into his arms the stood up with you pulling you against his chest making sure to stem the blood from your head wound, the bleeding front your arm had slowed but he was worried you were drowsy, very weak you head lulled back eyes unfocused and you was very pale.

"I need something to cover her shes cold, shes gonna pass out" konner shrugged off his heavy coat placing it over her gently tucking it down between her and his dad making sure it was secure.

"The apartments on 3rd right?" Bruce nodded

"Y/n close your eyes honey" you closed them as tight as you could still moaning in pain, it was unbearable there was a rush of air then nothing you'd passed out.

When you come to you were in a white room with huge animal stickers across the walls you grunted then whined at the fluorescent lights you moved your arm to your face noticing a thick bandage. Looking around you saw you was in a private hospital room. Scanning the room you noticed Clark slumped in the chair beside you and the teen from before. The door opened and you saw a woman you didn't recognize she looked kind and chilled out holding a cardboard drinks holder with three cups in it, she stopped short and smiled looking relieved.

"You know you gave them quite a scare...I haven't seen Clark that frightened since...well I don't think I have ever seen him that frightened" you moved sitting up wincing she quickly placed the cups down

"Whoa slowly honey that's it slowly are you in any pain? They said the medication would last longer but you now how doctors are..."you shook your head no.

"Groggy, err what happened?" You trailed off as Clark stirred beside you then blinked his face lit up as he saw you awake and he quickly grabbed you tugging you in for a hug you yelped a little in surprise making the bed shake small pins forming on the surface as it tried to stop the offending body that launched itself at you, you caught it in time, he tucked your head under his chin running his fingers across your scalp holding you for a few seconds then pulled back holding your shoulders looking stern.

"Don’t you ever do that again, you hear me you almost gave me a heart attack! You nearly bled out! You don’t train alone ever! Not until I know you can handle it Do you understand me?!" You nodded slowly at him not quite with it then looked at the woman who stood at the bottom of the bed the blue eyed boy got up standing next to where Clark sat at the head of the bed.

"Clark? Where? Whats going on?" He looked down at you kissing your head he sighed tucking you under his arm.

"You lost focus and panicked you fell about twelve foot, you had a nasty break snapped your ulna and radius, broke three ribs and cracked your head open, you lost a lot of blood, they had to operate on your arm and you've had a few blood transfusions" you looked at your wrapped arm then followed the canula that tied you to a beeping machine with an iv bag that was half full of clear liquid you gulped.

"W-why is it beeping whats wrong?" The woman came over sitting on your right side straightening your arm making the beep stop

"Its when you cut off the tube, there see? Now it can carry on" you looked from her then to Clark and blinked.

"Oh god don’t tell me Bruce had to pay for all that..." Clark shared a look with the other two in the room.

"Well he would have happily you know that but it just so happens Ma's insurance covers the whole family soo" you froze snapping your head up to him.

"I’m not family" He smiled at you then nodded to the woman sitting on your right.

"This is my mother Martha and my son Konner....as of yesterday they have been your brother and grandmother....Diana told you I was going to adopt you its only just been finalized, Konner and I came to get you yesterday we wanted to surprise you then he heard you screaming ...we've been working on your room at home and on the farm for the past few weeks, its why I haven't been around much I had a lot of paper work and court appearance's Bruce helped me through it all... but its all done....your officially y/n Y/l/n Kent now." You bit your lip looking down shaking your head. No they couldn't have. You sniffed. Then felt the woman place her hand on your back rubbing it.

"Hey hey what the matter? Its okay" you shook your head using your good hand to wipe at your eyes trying desperately not to cry but failed miserably.she wrapped an arm around your shoulder pulling you in letting you cry on her you just kept shaking your head not willing to believe that someone had actually chose to keep,you, it had to be a mistake, or some sick joke. No one adopted teens, once you hit twelve you aged out.

"Hey whats with the tears? We don't look that bad do we?" You shook your head at the woman pulling back from her.

"No I-you cant" you couldn't even get the words out around your sobs, you was confused and happy and terrified all in one. Clark interrupted

"Who says I cant? Your ours now and your coming to live with us" you hiccuped still trying to bite back your small shuddering sobs.

"I-I don't have to move again? And I get to stay?" He wrapped you up in his arms again .

"No your not going any where now, your stuck with us and when we leave here we are all going to the farm for a while to settle then you'll be moving back into metropolis with me and Konner...why don't you introduce yourself Konner?" He moved forward smiling shyly

"Im glad your okay now....don't do it again tho it wasn't...nice watching you bleed out like that" you smiled at him wiping your eyes trying to stop the tears.

"Thank you for finding me....if you hadn't I don't know what would have happened.. and I’m sorry for screaming at you..." he waved it off"Its okay you were hurt so of course you would scream at me, and I couldn’t let my little sister die before picking on her at least once wheres the fun in that." You fidgeted with the blanket.

"Y-you don’t mind having me around? Even near your grandma? I’m not exactly safe" he shook his head going to speak but was cut off by his grandma taking hold of your chin.

"No you are not dangerous," you held up your arm but she shook her head

"Yes so it was a stupid decision But you wont do it again, even with your powers your human just like me and need to be more careful, besides I'm pretty sure I can handle it, he got his laser vision when he was seven, try that for dangerous" you looked to Clark unsure but he shrugged nodding.

"Its true she raised me and came out fighting any way we've already established that you can acclimatize your powers to other people nothing happens with Diana Bruce or Barry anymore me and konner just need to hang around until you reach that point hence why we are going to the farm for a while first."

"How do you know that?" He sighed

"I may not have been around but Bruce kept me updated" you looked down again Martha sat back smiling you were lost, just as lost as konner had been but she knew you'd come around it will take time you haven't had anyone for a long time, Clark had let both her and konner know what had happened and about your power she was excited to have a granddaughter around the house for a while.

"Plus it will be good to get you away from the city for a while, whens the last time you got out of the city and had some fresh air?" You shook your head tilting it a bit

"Never left Gotham before" she smiled at you

"Well are you in for a shock, huge open spaces fresh air its really something" Clark smiled as you relaxed konner piped up"It really is, there's lots of space to let loose and you can practice your power thing in the garden" you looked to Clark who smiled brightly at you

"Yes its just about time to start planting crops so you can help out on the fields and in the potting barn" you smiled eyes lighting up

"I've never grown nothing before, can I grow tomatoes And cucumber?" Martha nodded at you making you glow.

"After you catch up on your classes, your nearly a eight months behind in every subject" you frowned at him shaking his head

"What no I'm not-" he leaned back crossing his arms at you

"Yes you are, I was given your transcripts you have been slowly falling behind since switching to online so we have a strict schedule in place that your going to follow to catch up, konner will be there to he is doing online as well so your going to have a classmate" you looked at konner stumped.

"Is he serious?"

"Deadly I’m afraid, but I will help you so don’t sweat it" you nodded you didn’t mind really it will be nice having someone who really cared who wasn’t paid to do it you smiled leaning back a little Clark caught you moving in to quickly kiss your head

"I'm sure it wont be that bad" the door opened and a doctor came in with a smile crossing the room quickly standing at the bottom of the bed.

"So how is the patient today? Well your up which is good any pain at all?" You shook your head curling into Clark....You didn't like doctors one bit. He stood at the end of your bed reading the clipboard.

"Well that’s good" he smiled to you then began talking to Clark making you frown a little it was odd...being treated like a kid, when your an orphan people tend to treat you different older they know your more independent but now your doctor was bypassing you opting to speak about you not to you, Martha caught your confusion and patted your hand.

"Her blood is back to normal and the ob's are fine, I see no reason to keep,her in any longer there’s no fever or anything that could show an infection so you can probably leave today, just need to remove the iv and get a cast put on I will have someone come up to take you down for that in the next hour or so." Clark nodded then spoke

"Is it going to scar?" The doctor hesitated"It was a nasty break, clean cut but nasty it probably will leave a scar but I'm not sure how bad it will probably just be a small one where the bone came through the skin" you gasped

"It came through? Ew.... did someone get a picture?" konner laughed nodding moving to pull out his phone making the adults sigh

"Hell yeah look" you did immediately regretting it.

"OH FUCK I’m gonna be sick, we are white meat....looks like a chicken fillet" you bent over heaving Clark sighed rubbing your back you hissed as the movement pulled on your ribs.

"Kon put it away, what about her ribs will they heal? And her head?"

"Head will be fine the stitches will dissolve and her ribs will be if she takes it easy, the bandage she had on now will help but she has to go slow and come back for a check up" he flipped the chart

"Metropolis? I will arrange for you to go there for the check up" Clark corrected him

"Could you make it Smallville medical center? We are going to stay there for a while, I’m thinking if she wont listen to me she will listen to grandma" you flushed feeling a strange warmth in your chest as he said that....this was going to take a while to get used to. The doctor smiled chuckling

"Now that does sound like a good idea, cast will be on for a minimum of seven weeks...in her case probably longer."

"Will she get a color one?" The doctor nodded to konner

"Well we have a pretty bright pink-"

"Black....I want black" he stuttered looking for help from the others who all shrugged

"I don’t think we have black at the moment there’s pink,purple, lime green, orange and blue but you can ask when you get there. Now I’m going to go and cal a nurse to get that iv out." You blinked as he left the room.

"Well he was fucking rude barely spoke to me....just you I'm going on trust pilot what was his name again?" Martha laughed and Clark snorted

"Its called having a dad, I sort out the adult stuff now remember? You just be a kid" you faltered looking down it will take time, Clark cast a look over you to Martha who shook her head konner sensed the awkwardness and quickly interrupted.

"Can I draw on your cast....never drawn on one before." You regarded konner for a second"You gonna draw a dick on it?" He shook his head smirking

"Okay but if you do draw a dick on it I'm gonna draw one on your face in your sleep....just saying"

"No one is drawing dicks on any one" Clark rolled his eyes at the two teens, he'd admit he was a little worried about how you two would be but something tell's him your both going to be fine, you both had been crying out for someone who you couldn't accidentally hurt and that was going to be your starting point, no doubt there was going to be bumps along the way but for now he was happy, his family was growing happy and healthy he couldn't ask for more than that.

#justice league x teen reader #justice league x reader #superman x reader #clark kent x reader

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Chapter 3 - Bad Memories

When you finally arrived back at the camp, Arthur dismounted, and hitched his horse. Then he lifted you down.

With one hand, firmly clamped around the back of your neck, he escorted you over to a large tent.

Standing inside was Dutch.

He raised an eyebrow, "So, what did our little O'Driscoll girl do to get herself tied up again?"

"I ain't an O'Driscoll," you growled.

Arthur frowned, "well she kinda saved my life, then she tried to do a runner. Then I found this!"

Arthur turned you round and pulled up the back of your shirt, to reveal the scars on your back.

You tried to struggle, but with Arthur holding you fast, you had no chance.

"She wont tell me who did it either!" Arthur concluded.

"It ain't none of your business!" you hissed.

Dutch held the back of your shirt up and ran his fingers across the scars on your back. You flinched not because it hurt, but because of the memory of how they came to be there. You whimpered trying to bury the memory but failing

Dutch hummed, "well it weren't Colm, because if it was he'd have found out you weren't a boy!"

Dutch spun you round so that you were facing him, he gripped you by the shoulders.

"Who did this to you?" he demanded.

You looked down at the ground, you hadn't wanted anyone to see, least of all talk about it.

Dutch cupped your face in his hand, and tilted your head up. He looked you straight in your pale blue eyes.

"Kat! Who did this?" he demanded, his voice raised.

You felt tears pooling in your eyes. Not because you were scared, but because of the memory surfacing, which you had managed to keep at bay for the last two years.

Dutch nodded at Arthur, and you heard the ropes around you wrists being cut.

His other hand went to your face, so that your face was held by both his hands.

"Katrina!" He whispered, "I need you to tell me!"

A tear trickled down your cheek.

"Wh...Why do you care?" you asked, as a sob escaped your lips.

Dutch smiled gently, "I always care! I cared about Arthur, when he came to us at fifteen, when his daddy had been beating him. I cared about John, when he came to us at twelve, when the law wanted to hang him!"

One of his calloused thumbs wiped a tear from your cheek.

"I care about you Kat, because you need my help! I want to know who did this, and why you've been pretending to be a boy?"

You wanted to look away. You wanted to get away from this, someone pretending to care, making everything you had hidden for the last two years come bubbling back to the surface. You were supposed to be tough, you weren't supposed to cry.

More sobs escaped, and more tears trickled out your eyes, like the flood gates had been opened. All the emotion that you'd buried came out in that moment.

"M...My daddy did it!" You whimpered, between sobs.

Dutch wrapped his arms around you, one hand holding the back of your head, his fingers gently entwined in your messy blonde hair, the other gently rubbing your back.

He pulled your head into his chest.

"Its ok," he soothed, "we're gonna look after you now."

Dutch glanced at Arthur, "go and find Susan, we need to find somewhere for her to sleep tonight, and maybe a change of clothes."

Arthur nodded, "she can sleep in my cot, until Susan can sort something out."

Dutch nodded, and watched as Arthur left tent.

You weren't sure how long it was, before your tears and your sobs finally subsided. At some point, Dutch had guided you towards his cot, where you sat. When you pulled away he didn't stop you, but you couldn't look at him. He was supposed to be your enemy, yet he was the only one who'd given you any comfort in the last two years.

"How long have you been pretending to be a boy?" he asked quietly.

You looked at the floor, "a couple of years."

"Is that how long you've been with Colm's boys?" He asked.

You shook your head, "Only been with him about six months."

Dutch frowned, and gently put his fingers under your chin, tilting your head up to look at him.

"Why? Why would you pretend to be a boy for two years?"

You stayed silent for a few moments, you closed your eyes and took a deep breath.

"M...my daddy. He never wanted a girl," you finally replied.

Dutch stared at you in disbelief. "Your daddy made you dress like a boy?"

You nodded, "kinda, he said I had to be a boy or a whore," your voice cracked, "I didn't wanna be a whore," you whispered.

Dutch sighed, "how old are you Kat?"

"Seventeen," you mumbled.

Dutch shook his head, he wanted to know more about this father of yours, but he didn't think now was the time to ask. He also wondered about your mother, but that could wait too. He wondered how much trauma you'd been through in your short life.

"C'mon, lets go and find you something to eat." he suggested, gently putting pressure on the back of your shoulder, urging you to stand.

You stood, realising once again how hungry you were.

Dutch guided you outside the tent, towards a table, where an older man was sitting.

"Kat, this is Hosea. Just sit there whilst I find you some food."

You sat down, and watched Dutch walk across the camp then you looked at Hosea.

"You look confused," Hosea stated.

You frowned, "I don't understand why he's being so kind"

Hosea chuckled, "We can tell when people need our help. You running with the O'Driscolls... Well I guess that's been the least of your problems."

You looked around the camp, there were a few people staring at you. Others were just going about their business.

"They don't like me. I don't blame them," you sighed.

Hosea went to put his hand on yours. You stared at your hand then at him.

He still smiled, "they don't know you, they're just being cautious, you are an O'Driscoll after all."

You sighed, "I ain't, but then nobody believes me anyway!"

You pulled your hand away, then put your head in your hands,

"Its pointless," you mumbled.

Dutch walked back over with a bowl in his hand, he'd overheard what you had just said.

He put a hand gently on your shoulder, you glanced up at him

"It's never pointless... now eat this!"

He placed the bowl of food in front of you.

You picked up the spoon and took a mouthful of the stew, after the first spoonful you started shovelling it in, your stomach wanting the food, faster than you could get it down your throat.

Hosea chuckled, "Slow down, Kat. There's more where that came from, if you need it."

You continued eating, but chewed the food savouring each mouthful.

Arthur walked across the camp to find Susan. He didn't know why he was feeling guilty, but he was. The way you had been treated so far. Mostly by him. He didn't know if it was because you were a girl, or because you'd been treated so badly. He tried to push the thought to the back of his mind.

When he found Susan she was busy hassling the girls to get on with some work.

"Miss Grimshaw, can I have some spare clothes for the O'Driscoll kid, and Dutch needs a tent setting up. She'll need somewhere to sleep!"

Susan frowned, "since when do O'Driscolls get to have a tent to themselves, and get a free change of clothes!" she huffed.

Arthur sighed, "since we found out she was a girl, and that she's been beat real bad. Probably other things too, but she ain't talking much."

Susan's expression softened slightly, "I don't have a magic wand Mr Morgan, I cant magic a tent out of thin air! I can help with the clothes though."

Arthur nodded, "if we can sort a tent out in the next few days, in the meantime she's gonna be sleeping in my cot, and a clean shirt and a pair of trousers will do her."

Susan frowned, "is that appropriate, a young girl sleeping with you?"

Arthur rolled his eyes, "I ain't gonna be sleeping in the cot too. I'll be on a bedroll. She ain't eaten or slept properly for nearly a week, poor kid."

Tilly glanced over and giggled, "never thought you'd be giving up your bed for an O'Driscoll! Still we thought she was a boy, not a girl."

Susan handed Arthur some clothes, "Does she need anything else?"

Arthur glanced at Susan, then at the three women who were sitting down with a basket of mending.

"Probably just a friend, if any of you are so inclined," he hesitated, "but for now just a good night sleep."

He tipped his hat, and headed back towards Dutch's tent. He wasn't sure how Kat would feel about sleeping in his tent. All he'd done so far was tie her up, and tackle her to the ground. Still, if she wanted to sleep in a decent bed, then she didn't have much choice.

After you finished your food, you just sat there staring blankly. Truth was you were thinking. Thinking about your past, thinking about your future. Trying to understand the people in the gang. Mostly Dutch and Hosea.

Neither of them had spoken much more to you, they had been chatting amongst themselves. You hadn't really paid any attention to what they'd said. You had pretty much zoned out.

You soon zoned back in when you heard Arthur's voice. He was pretty much the reason you were in this predicament.

"C'mon I'll show you where you're sleepin'" he stated.

You stared at him for a moment, until you heard Hosea laugh.

"Go on Kat, he wont hurt you!"

You weren't convinced, despite Hosea's assurances. Still it wasn't like you had much choice.

You stood up, and looked at Arthur. Your eyes narrowing slightly, and expression distrustful.

Arthur rolled his eyes, and ignored the way you flinched, when he put his hand on your shoulder.

His hand was more gentle this time, and he guided you rather than shoved you across the camp towards a tent. Well it was more of a lean to, as one side of it was the side of a wagon.

"Here ya go," he chirped. "You're on the cot, I'm on the bedroll."

You looked around, it was a lot smaller than Dutch's tent.

"I can sleep on the bedroll," you stated.

"You'll sleep where I tell you to sleep," he huffed, in annoyance.

You sighed, and sat on the edge of the cot.

Arthur sat beside you, and grasped your chin in his hand, pulling your head around so you were looking at him.

"Now listen to me, Kitten..." he began.

"Its Kat or Katrina," you hissed.

"You're too small to be a Kat, so I'm gonna call you Kitten," he chuckled, "I've no idea how you fooled Colm into thinking you were a boy, theirs nothing of ya!"

"I fooled you!" you huffed.

Arthur rolled his eyes, and shook his head, "that's beside the point, whilst you're in my care, you'll do as I say! Is that understood?"

You sighed, "yes Mr Morgan."

Arthur sighed, "it's Arthur, there's a change of clothes for the mornin'. Miss Grimshaw gave me a dress, but I told her a shirt and trousers would do. I don't reckon you're quite ready to be wearing dresses yet!"

"Thanks," you mumbled.

Arthur stood up, and looked at you. You were just sitting on the edge of the cot.

You gasped, as he grabbed one of your boots.

"Ya can't sleep in your boots now, can you?" He smirked.

He pulled off both of your boots, "go on now, lay down!"

You lay down on the cot, "don't get any funny ideas," you huffed.

Arthur picked up a blanket, and threw it over you, "That's the last thing on my mind, Kitten. Now get some rest."

"Its Kat!" You grumbled, as you closed your eyes.

Arthur just looked at you and smirked, before laying down on the bedroll.

It wasn't long before you drifted off to sleep. Exhaustion taking priority over the fact that you were sharing a tent with some strange cowboy.

#rdr2 fanfic #a03 #wattpad

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jenstracted · 5 years

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okay... so spn 15x03

spoilers below don't keep reading if you don't want spoilers.

so this one was a lot, especially for the third episode of a season! so lets get into this. So as we remember from last week the wall is breaking down, so the boys and rowena need to try to fix it, so the original plan is to have rowena strengthen the barrier, that doesn't work so then Belphegor just hApPeNs to remember liliths crook the one thing that will call everything from hell back! WOW SEEMS AMAZING RIGHT! SO EASY!!!! well no turns out its in hell so they form a new plan to have Bel and Cas go to hell [sidenote dean doesn't really give cas a say in the fact that he has to go to hell with Bel whom he can’t stand cause he's wearing jack... but anyhoo] sam and rowena are going to do a spell to close the tear that leads to hell, and dean well dean is going straight into the fire to help the spell be cast, so they all get their assignments and everything is dandy! Cas and Bel head out to go to hell and Bel is his snarky self and keeps pushing cas about how the winchesters are just using him [I feel like this contributes to the end but also fuck you Bel they love cas] so they jump into hell. the scene changes and we see ketch in the hospital, I previously didn't like Arthur very much but I can really appreciate the character development and his newfound heart unfortunately that heart gets ripped out like five minutes after he wakes up; and here is where I cried {the first time} so the demon who ripped out his heart turns out to be the girl demon who hates bel so she texted dean to find out what the plan was and him thinking it was ketch he told her. so we flash down to hell where bel and cas find the box containing lilts crook! sHoCkEr its in Enochian which conveniently cas was the only one able to read it! so turns out they have to be sung [which unfortunately got cut, but misha texted me that if jensen wasn't already dropping an album he would but he doesn't wanna seem like a joiner] so the box opens and they get liliths crook, but the female demon shows up and bel kills her but not before she puts some doubts into cas’ head about bels intentions. so cas tries to take the crook but gets knocked away as bel [ShOcKeR] betrays them, so cas Is trying valiantly to get back to bel to stop him from becoming basically a god, and dean trying to do his part to close hell throws the hex bag in and the tear starts closing. cas finally gets to bel and kills him... the sob that he left out right after killed me and my heart broke {the second cry} since cas killed bel the souls stopped getting pulled back to hell. Sam and rowena realize something is wrong and start freaking out and trying to come up with a new plan. Heres where my heart broke. rowena comes up with a new plan, to sacrifice herself...not for glory, or power, or even the greater good, purely because she believes in prophecy and according to death her final and permanent death is by the hands of one sam winchester, she wants him to stab her so she can suck all the soul into her body and take them to hell together, my heart broke immediately rowena has long been one of my favorite females on the show not to mention she is a badass ginger like me! sam is reluctant for this plan because he has grown fond of rowena, but after some protesting he stabs her in the stomach, the way he did it hurt too, he said “no” then went in for a hug and stabbed her. when rowena felt the knife she said “thats my boy” then pushed the knife in harder {cue my gross sobbing} she then walked out and sacrificed herself into the tear and took all the souls with her {I gross sobbed for like 10 minutes}. then we are back in the bunker and dean goes to do his big brother duty of checking up on sam, when he leaves Sams room, he goes and talks to cas, [reminder I LOVE DEAN! HE IS MY FAVORITE! PLEASE DON’T COME FOR ME] dean blames cas for rowenas death and asked why he couldn't stick to the damn plan, when cas tried to explain that bel was a lot worse than they thought so he was trying to stop him before he got unstoppable dean didn't want to hear it he shut him down “we would've figured it out after WITH ROWENA!” cas tries to talk some sense into him “the plan changed dean, something went wrong, you know this something always goes wrong” then dean something that hurt me as much as it hurt cas “yeah? why does that something always seem to be you” {do you hear that??? THATS JUST MY HEART SHATTERING}. cas is finally fed up with deans bullshit of taking out his anger on him and said “you used to trust me, give me the benefit of the doubt, now you can barely look at me. my powers are failing, and I've tried to talk to you, over and over, you just don't wanna hear it you don't care, I’M DEAD TO YOU. you still blame me for Mary, well I don't think theres anything left to say” this broke my heart because you could see from deans expression he knew he was being a dick but his pride wouldn't let him talk, when cas starts to leave he just said “where are you going?” cas broken said “jacks dead, chucks gone, you and sam have each other... I think its time for me to move on” then he just leaves. I was screaming at my tv for him to go after him. but he didn't.

so this episode was a lot and I had to literally lay in bed wrapped in blankets for an hour to just process. At the end of the episode I felt like didn't have any emotions left. but lets break down my thoughts with the happy first; the boys managed to stop another apocalypse in record time! now for the sad; we lost ketch, we lost bel which I’m kinda salty about cause I enjoyed the snark, we lost rowena this broke my heart and I'm still not over it tbh, and finally im low-key mad at dean right now it just felt so out of character for him to act that way Cas has been nothing but loyal to the Winchesters and dean does this? I know that castiel made mistakes but so did many characters in the show, including Sam and Dean so why is Dean acting like this? Cas betrayed the angels to side with them and protect them, he risked everything for them and after seeing this episode, the way he was treated broke my heart... What happened to Mary was not castiel's fault. It was barely jack's fault so why is Dean shoving all this anger at cas? After Rufus died, dean talked about how you should forgive family and friends, and cas deserved nothing but forgiveness, in fact he saved them from a worse threat. if dean were in cas’ shoes he would've done the same damn thing! I do understand that dean has to grieve I get it, he acted the same way when John died, but this hurts a little more because we always knew no matter what sam and dean would stick together. but Cas... he doesn't have any blood ties, so he doesn't have to come back. I love dean and I know he deals with grief by shoving it down, but this does feel out of character ALSO IM MAD AT WHOEVER WROTE THIS AND THOUGHT THIS WAS OKAY BECAUSE ITS NOT! BAITING US WITH “WE ARE” LAST TIME TO PULL THIS CRAP! FUCKING SADISTS!

this is only the third episode im scared on how the show will get towards the end, this episode was more painful than most even some of the season finales were less painful than this.

I’m sorry if this is a little choppy I cant read it again because im still hurting

#spn 15x3 #Supernatural 15x03 #this was fucking painful #rip rowena #rip ketch #rip desitel #castiel deserves better #dean winchester #needs to stop

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art-to-fart-blog · 6 years

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Whats your favorite book? Any recommendations? I would like to read a book that makes me feel something inside of me

First of all we’d like to thank you (and everyone else) for the great feedback on our last post we really appreciate the support! Also, thank you so much for sending in your ask and being our first ask on the account!

Secondly, our dear admin Callisto has actually made a post about 8 Books That Hit All Pressure Points which you could check out separately, if you’d like. Anyway, both our Admins have put in their recommendations here, for a larger variety.

Thank you again, don’t forget to check them all out because all books are different.

OOOooo recommendations you say? Hmmm ooo boi you better be prepared for all them feels. Which I have categorized according to intensity and complexity(now it is not the rating of the book itself but just how much of emotion I managed to catch aka how much I cried or laughed).

- Memoirs of a Geisha by Arthur Golden: ‘The tale of a young girl sold into a Geisha household, as a child, and her life in this interesting pre- and post- WWII era Japan as she tries to survive the challenges life throws at her.’ I would say that it is one of those stories that is intense and soft at the same time. Very beautiful and very very very captivating.

- Night Circus by Erin Morgenstern: ‘A circus that appears out if thin air, filled with wonders beyond belief, a game which must be played with the price of a life. Two magicians trained from childhood, their purpose solely to win…’ This story has such an ethereal feel to it that you sink into like you would into a soft cushion.

- Sandman by Neil Gaiman, a comic series (Warning: sum pretty graphic scenes pop up): ‘An ancient force, older than the gods themselves, one of the Endless, who bears the names of Morpheus and Oneiros among many others… Dream has been captured and imprisoned, changing the world forever.’ I cant even describe it… its such a Molotov cocktail of emotions, haunting and true, magical and earthly. I was completely blown away by the art and by the stories within stories that it told.

─ Admin Callisto

Okay so this was a pretty difficult ask to respond to because there’s just so much to read. Anyway I tried my best to describe them because I’d like to leave a little bit more suspense when i recommend, also please keep in mind that each book is different than the other─ meaning if one doesn’t suit your fancy, try to check out the others.

- The Kite Runner by Khaled Hosseini, this is the only book on the list that I put my complete trust in to be a tearjerker. This book had me reeling in my feelings for the next two weeks─ I even used it in my APs. It’s a story that encompasses childhood innocence and brotherhood, but leaves you with twists of betrayal and realization by the end of it. Its been a year since I read it, and I’m still deeply affected by it. Also, the movie IS VERY DIFFERENT than the book.

- Colorless Tsukuru Tazaki and His Years of Pilgrimage by Haruki Murakami, I always seem to list Murakami as one of my favorite authors, but this is the only book by him that I’ve actually finished (I’m ashamed). The reason I’m so in love with this book is due to its extremely high level of realism. His books may not be a piece of cake to get through, but they’re so real that even the fantasy/fictional aspects in his works feel like the news. In short, they may be a little boring at times, but once you reach the peak, its like you’re dreaming with your eyes open.

- The Five People You Meet in Heaven by Mitch Albom, another book by a fantastic author that is able to grab your emotions by the throat and drag them out. This one in particular isn’t necessarily emotional in every sense, but its able to get you thinking hard. It made me look at my life very differently.

However, if you’re into more ‘young adult’ books I recommend the ACOTAR Trilogy or The Throne of Glass Series by Sarah J. Maas, both her series had me on the edge of my seat, arms covered in goosebumps, and face covered in a mixture of snot and tears. I do have to mention that the first few chapters of the ACOTAR trilogy are a bit tedious, and the first three books of TOG are pretty good (but it gets MUCH better after the third book), if you can withstand that, you’re in for a wild ride.

─ Admin Sorscha

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avengers-nextgen · 5 years

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We Are One VIII

So I made myself cry while writing this because as a triplet I relate to the twin dynamic at play here.

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Chloe positioned herself on the roof between both of the bleeding boys. Nathaniel clamped a hand to his side hunching over in pain while attempting to appear strong. Across the way, Killian held his shoulder gingerly where an arrow jutted from the flesh.

“Stop.” Chloe ordered. “Both of you. You’re going to kill each other!”

“He’s going to kill innocent people with this self righteous escapade,” Nathaniel grimaced. “I’m tired of quarreling! I want this over with! You threaten my family and I can’t let it stand that way. It’s been weeks!”

“Nathaniel...” Chloe warned.

“We have our own agendas brother,” Killian smiled through bloodied lips.

“I’m not your brother.”

“So be it,” Killian laughed. “But you know very well what happens to people like us. You’ve seen it with your father. An old man run into the ground and what use has it done?”

“You know nothing about my father!” Nathaniel attempted to fire a shot. Lightning struck his arm before he could release the arrow sending him skittering across the ground.

“Stop!” Chloe, with shaking hands, erected a barrier between both boys. “Please. Just talk. Don’t fight. There’s too much of it already don’t you see? How many of our friends get hurt because of this stupid war?!”

“You poor girl,” Killian shook his head, “don’t you understand it’s in his nature to keep fighting? He has to.”

“That’s not true.” Chloe shook her head. She didn’t dare look over the edge to see how her friends were fairing but she prayed it was going well.

“Isn’t it? Even now he stands back up.” Killian’s eyes smarted as Nathaniel staggered to his feet. “One must learn when to lay down.”

“I won’t lay down to you.” Nathaniel shook his head. “Not now or ever. The world needs us to help them. Not turn against them or turn against each other. We have gifts for a reason!”

“We are used until we are nothing!” Killian spat. “My mother-“

Chloe watched as sparks rolled from the enemy but despite the threatening aura his voice shattered.

“My mother has been ground into nothing. For what? The society that will never learn. I won’t become like her. I won’t let it happen to anyone else ever again. If it means killing you to restart this none sense so be it. But if you wish to live all you have to do is walk away.”

“Why? So you can watch the world fall apart? What purpose does that do? You’ll leave a chaotic husk for people to clean up. Would you want to raise children in such a world?” Nathaniel demanded, though his knees looked wobbly.

“At least they wouldn’t have false hope of heroes saving the day.” Killian’s eyes welled with tears and he struck at the barrier. He knew of false heroes. He’d had them once and like every hero-they let him down when it counted most.

Chloe’s shoulders tightened with effort but the assault was far more aggressive than she’d been expecting. Orange shattered and nothing stood between Nathaniel or Killian.

Panic clutched at Chloe’s chest as Killian approached Nathaniel. She couldn’t witness another murder. With a flick of the wrist a disc spun through the air knocking Killian unconscious.

“Leave him,” Chloe looked intently at Nathaniel. He didn’t stand a chance. Killian would kill him with another hit.

“Chloe, we can’t let him go.”

“Leave him.” Nathaniel looked in surprise at his friend whose face was stained with tears. “Please.”

“He’s dangerous.”

“We’re all dangerous, but he’s hurt. You told me I couldn’t kill the man-the man that killed Ethan. Even if I wanted to. How is this any different?” Chloe demanded, trying desperately to keep her voice even.

“People are going to die because of his recklessness,” Nathaniel insisted, glancing back at Killian’s unmoving form.

“How is this different?” Chloe asked again. “How?”

“Chloe...” Nathaniel shook his head but she took a step away from him like an injured animal.

“You’re a hypocrite.”

“Listen to me-“

“You’re a liar! This-this is the same and you want...” Chloe could barely bring herself to finish, “you want to kill him. You can’t-you...you told me it would-I could’ve killed him and you lied to me. I could’ve made things right!”

“It wouldn’t be right,” Nathaniel insisted, “because he was helpless.”

“Helpless? He wasn’t helpless in a car.”

“You have powers Chloe.”

“And you don’t- so that makes it okay?”

Nathaniel wanted to say something but he couldn’t. She wasn’t going to believe him anyways. He’d suspected this war would be hard on her. The anxiety of it all, the sheer violence, the fear of losing Arthur, etc. It was wearing her down to the bone. “We can talk more when you’re calm. Okay?”

“I don’t want to talk to you.” Chloe stammered between sobs. “You’re no different than him. You’re no better than anyone, and I-I thought you understood me but you don’t. You’re nothing but some boy playing dress up and acting like god.”

Chloe left no room for Nathaniel to respond before vanishing into a portal. The archer was left to clamber down the building alone.

“Where’s Chloe?” Arthur asked, spotting Nathaniel heading their way having finished his descent.

“I don’t know,” Nathaniel replied.

“What do you mean you don’t know? She’s okay, right?” Arthur asked in a rush.

“I just told you I don’t know.” Nathaniel mumbled.

“You can’t not know. She was with you!” Arthur cried, feeling a burst of anger in his chest. His thoughts turned to the worst in an instant. “I trusted you to look after her!”

“Arthur,” Penny warned, hobbling in front of him. Her foot had been wounded by the mouth of a lion.

“Don’t Arthur me,” He stepped swiftly around her and moved closer to Nathaniel.

“Calm down!” Alex glared, catching Arthur by the arm. “I get it. Tensions are high, but we can’t go beating each other up. There’s injuries to attend to.”

Tugging his arm free, Arthur turned back to the attack squad. Alex was right, people needed medical attention. Penny was battered and bruised along with Orion whose shoulder looked dislocated.

“Sorry,” Arthur sighed, bowing his head and following Alex’s lead.

— — —

“You’re worried,” James noted, sitting beside his sister at the window. She’d been home from the mission no longer than an hour and had yet to change, shower, or even acknowledge anyone.

“The fighting’s worse, James,” Alex shook her head. “Someone’s going to die. There’s no control. It’s too personal for everyone. Lines have been crossed that can’t be uncrossed and every time we fight I worry-“

“It’s okay,” James pulled his baby sister into a hug, “I know.”

He recalled his last time in the field not long after the incident with Orion’s parents.

“We gotta do something!” Piper cried. “People are in danger.”

“If we act we encourage them to retaliate,” James yelled.

“They’re letting people die,” Piper’s fists clenched.

“That’s the point. They’re forcing attention onto the shitty law enforcement.”

“That’s it-“ Piper fired a blast from her palm sending Kubu flying backwards.

“Damn it Piper!” Fox shouted over the ear piece. James peeked over his hiding place to see the enemy engaging his friends.

“Guns up-let’s roll,” James sighed, leaping the barricade and rushing into the fray.

He’d nearly lost an ear that evening and if it hadn’t been for Piper he’d have most likely lost his throat too.

“If we don’t do anything-“ Alex started.

“People die.”

“But then I put everyone at risk including them,” Alex sniffled, “and I cant be mad at them James. I know I should be but-they have reasons for this. Even if the actions are wrong the reasons may be valid for Killian and the others.”

“That’s what makes you so special,” James laughed bitterly, “you never take things at face value. But Alex, as much as you want it to be true, not everyone can be saved.”

“James...”

“You can try, but sometimes you have to draw a line,” the red head wiped a tear from his sister’s cheek. “There’s only so many chances we can give people.”

“I know.”

— — —

“You need to come home,” Arthur paced about his room with a phone pressed intently to his ear. “I’m worried about you. I don’t care what he said I need to know you’re okay. This has been hard on you, I know, and I don’t want you being stupid-“

Penny winced as Arthur held the phone away from his ear as if he were being yelled at.

“You’re my sister, Chloe, and I love you. Please, just talk it out with me. I know I don’t understand you okay? I’m sorry. I’m sorry I don’t and I wish I did. I wish I could be a better brother for you but-you have to let me in. You always keep me out.” Arthur swallowed the lump in his throat. “I know you’ve spent your whole life worrying over me, worrying for me, wanting to take care of me and protect me and it wasn’t fair to you. You’ve never said anything about it but I’ve known for years Chloe. Let me help you like you helped me. Let me worry about you, please.”

“Arthur,” Penny whispered, but the boy held up a hand to keep her quiet.

“I’m scared. I’m scared for you. You only ever opened up to Nathaniel because you thought you could trust him and now that you don’t-you can’t bottle it up again. It’s not healthy. Don’t do that to yourself again. Please.” Arthur waited anxiously for a response but the reply never came.

“Arthur,” Penny started again knowing Chloe would have refused his help no matter what, “she’s stubborn. Don’t blame yourself.”

“I should be taking care of her,” Arthur’s face scrunched up as he tried to fight off the tears, “I shouldn’t have given up on her. I could’ve tried harder to understand. Now she’s-I promised Dad I’d take care of her here.”

“She’s hurt, Arthur, and she needs time to process it,” Penny frowned, standing and hugging him tightly. “She’ll be okay. Trust her.”

“I wish I could,” Arthur cried, “but you don’t know her like I do. When she’s lonely-when she feels like she’s the only person in the world it’s like everything loses meaning. She won’t think. She won’t even feel.”

“Then pray for her.”

“I don’t believe in God,” Arthur whimpered.

“No, but Alex does.” Penny assured him, “and if he’ll answer to anyone-“

“It’ll be her,” Arthur chuckled.

“Yeah.” Penny smiled. “Come on.”

Taking her hand, Arthur let himself be dragged down the hallway in search of their friend. He didn’t realize he was holding onto her like a little kid clutching the one thing that comforted them.

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