#please god let us have s3 so i can make them say i love you during sex and call each other pet names and do all the freaky things they want

[areyoudoingthis]

Stede draws the curtains shut, enclosing them in the dark, intimate space of the bed nook, anticipation running recklessly through his veins. He turns to Ed, looking up at him expectantly on the bed, the cascade of his hair loose around his shoulders and his eyes huge and vulnerable, bathed in the golden light of the fireworks the crew is setting off on deck. He could get lost in those eyes forever, swim into their depths and never come back up for air again. - Picks up right after Stede closes the bed curtains. Tender, horny sex ensues.

He draws the curtains shut, enclosing them in the dark, intimate space of the bed nook, anticipation running recklessly through his veins. He turns to Ed, looking up at him expectantly on the bed, the cascade of his hair loose around his shoulders and his eyes huge and vulnerable, bathed in the golden light of the fireworks the crew is setting off on deck. He could get lost in those eyes forever, swim into their depths and never come back up for air again.

Stede has laid awake on this same bed on countless sleepless nights, dreaming of this exact moment. Vague shapeless dreams at first, just him and Ed together in some undefined capacity. Far more real fantasies lately, since he cut off the ties that bound him to land and gentry and shed the man whose role he was suffocating having to perform.

He feels electrified, everything that happened tonight pressing against the inside of his skull with the force of a ram. The desperation of watching Ed get tortured, the satisfaction of being able to protect his crew and the man he loves, taking the irrevocable step to push Low off the plank after hearing him claim that Ed only views him as a pet and call Ed low born scum. He feels his blood boil again at the memory.

He doesn't regret doing it, is the thing. All his life the one thing he's craved is a place to belong, somewhere he's welcome, and now that he's found it, now that he has a family he can actually protect, people who depend on him, he will be fierce in ensuring the destruction of anyone that harms them.

But it's still making him feel dizzy, still brings the taste of vile to his mouth and the paralyzing memory to his mind of being called lily livered while his face was covered in blood, and feeling the word soft slice sharp like a knife against his skin.

He needs to kiss Ed, needs to press their lips back together until he can't breathe, until his head is spinning for entirely more pleasant reasons.

So he follows the instinct, plants a knee on the bed next to Ed's thigh and buries a hand in his hair, tilts his head up to kiss him and holds him tight with the other one around the back of his neck. Ed kisses back unrestrained, like maybe he wants this just as much as Stede does - and what a wonderful surprise that has been tonight. He wants to bottle up the lightening coursing through his veins and keep it around forever, to pour on his lips when he's feeling insecure about his place in the world and in this man's heart.

He breaks away from Ed's lips to trail wet, slow kisses along his neck, his shoulder, slides down the collar of his shirt out of the way until he can't reach any more skin and he has to separate from him to remove it altogether. Ed's arms go easily where Stede guides them, drape languidly around his neck to pull him close once they're free. Stede feels his heart climb into his throat, the way he did earlier when Ed nodded and drew him close into his body.

He pushes them down onto the bed, and Ed leans back without loosening his arms from around his neck, keeps kissing him the entire time. The feeling of Ed's tongue in his mouth is like a live ember burning inside him; he never wants to stop drinking him in, pulling his breath into his own lungs. He moans when he presses down more heavily onto Ed and feels the hardness in his pants firm against his thigh. This is the moment he's been alive for his whole life, why he kept waking up every morning of the miserable decades he spent stuck in a life he never wanted and not knowing Ed.

He rolls his hips against him out of instinct, and the friction of Ed's leather clad body against his cock has sparks licking like flames over his skin. He feels invincible right now, like he could take on a whole army of Ned Lows and defeat them single-handedly.

Ed is rocking against him, too, seeking the same release Stede craves. His open need makes Stede feel bold, like he could do anything, so he drags his lips down Ed's chest to his stomach, sucks open mouthed kisses against silken skin, traces the dark ink that decorates Ed's body with his tongue. He accidentally brushes against the burn mark on Ed's chest and Ed whimpers.

"Shit, sorry," he hurries to apologize.

"Not a bad feeling, mate," Ed says, a little breathless. Stede's eyes open wide, but he remembers Ed asking to be stabbed a million weeks ago, when he was still a different man that couldn't understand what was being asked of him and thought they were just playing pirates, and the way he moaned with Stede's sword stuck in his side. He brushes his lips tenderly around the wound, licks softly over it, and Ed writhes underneath him.

Stede prides himself on a rich imagination, but in his wildest fantasies he could never have pictured Ed like this, limbs loose and relaxed, lips red and kiss bitten, breath ragged, looking at him from underneath his eyelashes like there is nowhere else he'd rather be in the world.

Satisfied that he's given him what he wanted, he resumes his exploration of Ed's skin, slides his tongue down his sternum, flicks it over a nipple and is rewarded with a gasp and Ed's hand tangling in his hair, pushing him down with the barest amount of pressure. He gets the message and does it again, and then he sucks it into his mouth, and Ed's hand tightens further around his fistful of Stede's hair. The sting in his scalp feels so fucking good that he drags the nipple between his teeth to get Ed to do it again.

"Stede," Ed moans, not like he's asking for anything, more like he just wants to hold Stede's name on his lips for a while. Stede feels like he might do something embarrassing like cry at the sound, so he distracts himself by giving the same treatment to Ed's other nipple, and Ed keeps squirming against the bed, rolling his hips up fiercely to meet Stede's.

He feels like this is more than he ever wanted and nowhere near enough, like he's feasting and starving at once. He goes back to mapping Ed's tattoos with his lips, follows the lovely trail of silvery black hair down his stomach to the waistline of his pants, keeps going as far as he can.

"Can I take these off?" he asks, when he can't push the unyielding leather any further.

"Yeah," Ed concedes, like a gift.

His fingers tremble slightly as he undoes the buttons. It takes him longer than it should to get them open, but it's not like they have anywhere else to be. The crew are still partying above deck, he can hear singing and what he assumes is more dancing now that the roar of the fireworks has ceased. He feels sorry he didn't get to dance with Ed before they were interrupted, but he supposes this could count as dancing, too. A dance just for the two of them, with steps they decide and to whatever rhythm they choose.

Finally, he manages to get Ed's buttons open, and he hesitates for a second before he reminds himself that Ed offered, he nodded and kissed Stede back, pulled him into his body like he meant to keep him.

He hooks his hands on the waistband and pulls, and then Ed's cock is free before him, long and dark and already full, all for him.

"Can I taste you?" he chases another impulse. He's never done this before, knows the act exists from literature and living on a pirate ship with a crew that enjoys having sex in every random corner they can find. But the need to have Ed in his mouth is overwhelming, short circuits his brain and keeps him suspended in midair until Ed replies.

"You can do whatever you want, Stede."

Oh, how he loves him. The whole firmament has lodged itself inside Stede's chest, burning bright and incandescent.

He removes Ed's trousers all the way, discards them with a heavy thud of leather and metal on the floor, and kneels between his legs on the bed. He keeps eye contact with Ed the whole time as he sinks down and kisses his soft thighs, first one, then the other, sucks red and purple blooms into his skin. Ed groans and thrashes his head against the pillow.

His legs are also dotted with tattoos, and Stede makes plans to spend an entire day memorizing every drawing on Ed's skin sometime, in bright sunlight so he can admire them properly. He runs a hand from Ed's ankle to his thigh, loving the drag of coarse hair against the pads of his fingers. Ed watches him a little transfixed, like maybe he's worried that Stede will disappear if he looks away. Stede needs to reassure him that he's not going anywhere, that this is where he wants to be for the rest of his life.

He presses his nose into Ed's pubic hair, inhales him deeply and feels his head swim with the reality of what they're doing, of the man in the bed beneath him, the cock pressing against his cheek. Ed is so very solid here next to him - they're having sex for the first time, his first time with a man, with someone he truly desires and who desires him back. His chest expands and floods with starlight.

He rubs his cheek against the soft skin of Ed's thigh, savoring the moment, fists the fingers of his right hand around Ed's shaft and strokes it delicately, still a little awed that he gets to do this. He guides Ed's cock towards his mouth and finally, finally, wraps his lips around it. Ed bucks against the mattress and Stede chokes a little, more out of surprise than anything else.

"Sorry, sorry," Ed apologizes. "Didn't expect it'd feel like that, mate, sorry."

Now what on earth does he mean by that.

"Did I do something wrong?"

The look Ed gives him can only be described as fond, bottomlessly so.

"No, 's just intense, 's all."

"Oh."

"Oh," Ed agrees.

Well, then. He can certainly understand the sentiment. His own dick is straining uncomfortably against his pants, which he still hasn't taken off. Leather isn't the most comfortable fabric, he's beginning to realize. He's incredibly turned on, too, is the point, and every one of his senses feels heightened to an almost overwhelming degree.

"Is it okay if I-"

"Yeah, yeah, you can."

"Okay." He feels like giggling, like his lungs are full of helium instead of oxygen.

He leans back over Ed's cock and sucks it between his lips, takes the head into his mouth and lets it sit on his tongue for a second, getting used to the stretch and the taste and the weight of it.

He decides that having a cock in his mouth is profoundly satisfying, after all. In all his late night fantasies he never dreamed it could be like this, the rush of bringing Ed pleasure, of using the soft parts of himself to make the man he loves feel good. He's been hard since he pushed Ed into the wall and poured all his wild need into his mouth, and he feels himself grow impossibly harder at this realization. Tonight is a night of epiphanies, it seems.

Having determined that he likes this rather a lot, actually, he starts bobbing his head up and down on Ed's cock, testing how deep he can take him, listening to his groans and gasps of pleasure for clues about what works best, what makes him whimper and hitch his hips in tiny movements, trying to keep himself from bucking into Stede's mouth again.

He hopes his eagerness is making up for his lack of experience as he drools messily all over Ed's shaft and down his own chin. The way Ed moans loudly when he slides his tongue from root to tip and licks at the head makes the butterflies in his chest hope that it is. He builds a steady rhythm, breathes through his nose and takes him in as deep as he can, endlessly hungry for him. He loses himself in the act for minutes, hours, maybe, until Ed's voice brings him back to himself.

"Stede, fuck," Ed pants. "If you were planning on this going anywhere else tonight, ya're gonna have to stop that. Not that young anymore, mate. Two in a row might be too much to ask for."

His brain scrambles to a stop, and he sits unmoving with Ed's cock in his mouth for a moment. He hasn't been thinking more than two seconds ahead all night, running on instinct and adrenaline and hunger. But if he's honest with himself, he knows where he's wanted to take this since he grabbed Ed by the lapels of his jacket and Ed kissed back desperately.

He pulls off Ed's cock and stares at him, chest heaving, heart beating like a hummingbird's wings inside it.

"Can I fuck you?"

Hasn't this entire night been about asking for what he wants, heeding the hunger that's been gnawing at his insides his whole life, after all? Might as well go for broke.

"Already told ya, you can do anything you want." Stede's owned land and rich fabrics and books and shiny trinkets in the thousands, but nothing has ever compared to Ed offering himself to him like this, trusting and hopeful.

He takes a minute to breathe deeply and calm his mind before he stands up from the bed and removes his trousers. They've undressed in front of each other before, but that was chaste and they'd both turned around while the other got dressed. Stede was still half dead and feverish from a wound to the stomach that day.

This time it's intentional, and a prelude to something more, something he's dreamed about for months, for his entire life, perhaps. Ed has his head turned on the pillow and is watching him hungrily, cheeks rosy, skin shining with sweat, legs still spread out for Stede. The reality is infinitely better than any fantasy he's ever had.

He returns to the bed, kneels between Ed's thighs once more. This is the only home he needs now; he's glad he left every tie he ever had behind so he can nest himself here and stay for good. He doesn't know where to begin, loses his train of thought for a few seconds. Ed gazes at him patently, grants him time to adjust.

"Do you have any oil?" he gifts him a lifeline, as if he hasn't given Stede enough tonight already.

"I- yes." Why is this the thing that's making him blush - he had Ed's dick in his mouth a few minutes ago. He shakes himself and leans over Ed to reach around between the mattress and the window, fishes out the flask that he's kept there for a couple of days. The reason why it's there makes his brain burn even brighter. He has wanted this, and now it's happening.

Ed takes the bottle from him, sets it down on the sheets and holds his fingers gently in his hands to pull the rings off of them one by one, unhurriedly. They clatter against the windowsill when he sets them down, and the sound gets burned in Stede's brain with the weight of an anchor holding him safely in place. Once he's done divesting him of his rings, Ed picks the oil back up and holds Stede's hand in his, pulls off the stopper and pours some of the liquid on the pads of his fingers, where it sits like an offering at an altar.

Stede swallows the lump in his throat, brushes the hair off Ed's face, caresses his temple, his cheekbone, his jaw, runs his thumb over his bottom lip, tenderness welling up inside him and flooding through his skin. Ed takes advantage of his stillness to suck Stede's finger into his mouth, and Stede almost dies then and there. Ed's tongue laves around his finger, and Stede moans brokenly and kisses him, almost forgets that his hand is covered in oil and makes a mess of Ed's skin.

He gazes with naked adoration at Ed as he rubs the oil between his index and middle fingers, coating them thoroughly in it, then braces himself with one arm next to Ed's head, infinitely sorry to have to pull his finger out of his mouth.

He reaches between Ed's legs with his other hand, strokes softly down his balls and his perineum until he reaches his entrance. The next step sends his heart into disarray. He rubs a finger in slow circles against Ed's hole until Ed is whimpering and shaking again, and then he adds a little more pressure to his movements and he's sinking inside him, heat enveloping his finger and his mind. It's tight, and impossibly warm, and doing this feels like nothing's ever felt in Stede's entire life. No rush has ever compared to this, not piracy nor faking his death to chase his freedom.

He moves his finger tentatively in and out, and the way Ed moans his name knocks the breath out of his lungs and has pride crashing inside him like waves in the surf. He does it again, builds a slow, unhurried rhythm. Ed's pants and praises fill the air around them, in this otherwise quiet and secluded spot where only the two of them exist. He adds a second finger when he feels the first one start to glide easily inside him, and Ed's body welcomes it eagerly.

He's enchanted by the sight of Ed in this moment. He looks so lovely and relaxed, Stede's never seen anything more beautiful - no painting or sunset or starry sky could compare. His skin is flushed, his chest rises up and down like butterfly's wings, his skin shines, his eyes are scrunched in pleasure and his hair is an untamed mess around him from the way he keeps tossing his head against the pillow. He wants to press the image of Ed's shameless hunger between the pages of a book and preserve it forever.

He mutters nonsensical praises at him, driving his fingers into him relentlessly, loving the pressure and the feverish warmth of his hole around his fingers. He's high on the way Ed reacts as he strokes inside him, the sounds that pour ceaselessly from his lips, the way his body can't stop shaking uncontrollably, like he wants to climb out of his own skin from how good it feels. He could to this for the rest of his life and never tire of it. His cock his leaking against his stomach, balls tight with need, but none of it matters more than touching Ed like this.

"Stede," Ed whines.

"Yes?"

"Try curling your fingers." The words spark inside Stede's mind like fireworks.

He crooks his fingers experimentally inside Ed as he asked, and Ed's hips shoot of the bed as his hands fist on the sheets, pleas for more pouring from his lips and washing over Stede like summer sunlight. He will gladly spend the rest of his life giving him anything he wants. He has to kiss him, take those sounds into his mouth and drink them in. He leans down, licks his tongue against Ed's lips, and Ed's mouth opens up for him like the rest of his body is opening around Stede's fingers.

He pours all his love into Ed's mouth, breathes hotly against him as their tongues slide wetly together.

"More, please, need you," the words drop from Ed's lips like fireflies in the dark.

Everything, anything. A third finger joins the first two as they slide in and out of Ed's hole, press against the spot that makes him scream. Ed's legs come up to wrap around his waist, holding him tight against his body like he's been doing all night. Stede feels tethered to him; he's never had a place where he belonged, but he belongs with Ed like this, joined from head to toe, wrapped around each other like two people who are meant to be together.

He digs his knuckles deep inside him, longing to get even closer. Ed writhes desperately between the mattress and his body, all fire and hunger, slides his arms around Stede's shoulders and holds on. Flames skid down Stede's skin, and he thrusts his fingers faster, overcome by a need that obliterates any tentativeness he felt. Time stretches infinite between them, eons pass as he gets Ed's body ready for him.

"Stede, fuck me, please. I'm ready," Ed begs, ravenous.

Heat blooms in Stede's chest, sparks down his spine and shoots straight to his cock at the way Ed's voice breaks asking for him.

He separates from Ed only long enough to pour more oil on his fingers, mindful of this body he loves and everything they went through earlier. The pleasure when he fists a hand around his cock to get it slick makes him shiver. He wants to be inside Ed so urgently, needs to feel him under him and around him and in every crevice of his being.

He positions himself and takes a deep steadying breath. Their eyes are locked on each other's again, unable to look away. He grips his cock and guides it towards Ed's hole, presses in slowly. The moment he breeches him Stede feels like he dies and is born again a thousand times, the man he was and the man he is and the man he will become all infinitely in love with Ed, forever.

He pushes in inch by inch, needing to take it slow and feeling like Ed does, too, from the way he's looking at him with hooded eyes, neck taught and fingers clenching on the soft fabric of the sheets beneath them.

He bends to lick a stripe up his neck, tempted by the way it's calling to him. Ed takes advantage of the position to cling to him, legs going around his hips again and skin sticking together with sweat.

When he's finally fully seated inside Ed's body, he pauses and gazes at him, expectant. The pressure is exquisite, like being wrapped in warm flames that can't hurt him. Ed swallows visibly, then nods his head again, inviting Stede to move inside him like he invited him into his mouth at the beginning of the night.

Stede feels split wide open, affection and passion flowing through him and pouring out his of every pore into Ed's body. The "I love yous" gather in his throat and threaten to choke him, but he holds them back because Ed said he wasn't ready to hear them and Stede wouldn't betray his trust like that. He tries to say it with his body instead, peppers tender kisses all over his skin, presses his forehead against his heart and hopes he understands that he's making love to him with everything but his words.

Ed's heels dig against the meat of his ass, his cock slides damp against his stomach as their bodies rock together like a ship in the open ocean. There's a thunderstorm breaking inside Stede, loud and devastating, and he doesn't know what will be left standing in its wake. Moving inside Ed is like lightning and fire and starlight, like every force of nature has gathered here between their flesh. He rocks his hips in slow, deep thrusts, trying to memorize the exact way Ed's body clenches around his cock.

Ed mutters breathless encouragements as he thrusts up to meet him, the push and pull of their bodies ferocious like the sea at high tide. Stede's enveloped in heat, Ed's beautiful body and lovely skin and gorgeous hair and the sweetest brown eyes he's ever seen all that exists for him. He wants to stay like this forever, buried inside him and plastered to him, pleasure coursing back and forth between them like life giving breath.

He brushes the hair off Ed's damp forehead and goes back in for his mouth. Ed bites his lower lip and Stede gasps, breath ragged and head spinning; he feels raw and torn apart. He reaches down and clasps Ed's fingers between his, rests their joined hands on the pillow next to Ed's head, anchoring them together to survive the storm. There are tears welling in his eyes again, and Ed kisses them tenderly, buries his fingers in Stede's hair and claims his lips in a deep kiss.

Pleasures builds deep inside him as his cock drags hotly inside ed, threatening to pull him under. He picks up the rhythm, drives into him again and again as they hold onto each other and gasp heatedly into one another's mouths. He adjusts the angle of his hips on his next thrust and Ed's fingernails rake down his back, leaving a trail of burning embers in their wake.

"Stede," he moans brokenly, and electricity shoots along Stede's spine like he's been shocked. He does it again, frenzied to hear Ed's voice utter his name drenched in need like that over and over.

Ed cries out, grips Stede's arm tight enough to bruise, and Stede will wear the lovely shades of purple on his skin proudly, a mark of their passion to match the ones he left on Ed's thighs earlier.

"That's it, hold onto me. Let me give you what you need." He needs to take care of him so very desperately.

His hand leaves Ed's to wrap around his cock, dragging his fingers through the slick collected on his stomach to ease the slide, and Ed squirms and moans out loud, unraveled beneath him. Stede's starting to lose himself to the blaze sparking dangerously between them, swims in molten lava as Ed cries out his name and begs him to go faster.

He snaps his hips harder, matching his intensity bit by bit. The desire to give Ed pleasure supersedes everything else in Stede's mind. He needs to hear him scream in ecstasy and witness what he looks like in the throes of passion, with all his walls down and moaning Stede's name, begging him for more, harder, faster.

He moves at a feverish pace inside him, pulls out and slams back into him at the angle that makes Ed scream, as he fists Ed's cock tightly in his hand, trying all he things he likes on himself and hoping Ed enjoys them too.

It's blinding, all this feeling, like staring directly into the sun for too long. He feels a chasm open up inside him that may never be fully filled, an aching hunger for Ed that can never be satiated.

"I'm so close stede - fuuck - please, please!" Ed begs incoherently. And Stede cries out from how intense the pleasure of being connected with him like this is, moans praises into Ed's skin and chases both their releases as best as he can.

"It's okay, Ed, it's okay, I've got you. Wanna make you feel so good."

"You - ah, right there! - you already are."

Stede feels his orgasm building and building for an impossibly long time, high on the way they're joined and the hot flesh underneath him and having sex for the first time in his life in a way that is actually enjoyable.

Ed is groaning and whimpering brokenly, urging Stede on with his ankles around his ass and rocking back and forth between his dick in his hole and the tight fist on his cock. He's beyond beautiful lost in his pleasure, and Stede wants this to be the event that marks every one of his days. This is what he ran off to sea for, freedom and Ed and a love they can build together one day at a time.

Ed pulls him down towards his chest again, and Stede buries his face in his neck and bites down softly on tender skin, needing a release for the euphoria he's feeling.

Ed's hips shoot off the bed when his teeth close around his skin and he's coming in endless stripes between them, painting his and Stede's stomachs with his spend.

"Ed, oh my god, fuck I'm gonna-"

"Come on, Stede, come for me."

And it's the words and how ragged and stripped raw they sound that push him over the edge, into a bottomless ocean of Ed and pleasure and heat. He loses track of the next few minutes, as he empties himself inside Ed and collapses in a useless heap of leaden limbs on top of him.

Ed runs his hands softly through his hair, down his shoulders, his arms, offering grounding touches that Stede is grateful for while he struggles to remember where up and down are, wrung out and trying to get to shore.

He breathes heavily into Ed's chest until his lungs stop feeling like they're full of coals, kisses his heart tenderly and tries to pour all his love into him so he will know how important tonight has been for him.

"Was that good?" he asks shyly when he can finally look up at him again.

Ed chuckles.

"Mate, I just came my brains out, what do ya think? I think you finally finished fixing my lower back."

Stede laughs, drunk on love and Ed, and beams at him, pleased that he accomplished what he set out to do and made Ed feel good after a decidedly unpleasant evening.

"You're gonna need to move at some point, ya little blond barnacle. We're gonna get stuck together if we don't clean up," Ed says after a while of lying pressed together. That doesn't sound like the worst thing to him.

Stede feels like he should be offended at being compared to a barnacle, but he can't find it in himself to care. He would cling to Ed for the rest of his days if he was allowed, so it's not like it's a lie.

He reluctantly rolls over to lie next to him on the bed instead of on top of him, and winces a little at the stickiness. Sex was never this messy for him before, but he could grow to love this part, too, the evidence of how much they both enjoyed what happened between them.

He's floating high above his body, thinks he might easily get addicted to sex with Ed if he's allowed, if it always feels like this, like warmth and joy and shared passion.

Ed pushes off the bed and gets up, and Stede's brain panics a little. He wants to hold him all night, wake up tangled together on soft sheets in the morning.

Ed must notice something in his face because he leans down to plant a soft kiss on his lips and says "Just going to fetch something to clean up with, 'kay? Be right back."

Stede relaxes back into the comfortable bed, watches Ed walk away without a stitch of clothing on with undisguised lust, and then decides to try and get the sheets back into some kind of order before he returns so they can actually sleep here tonight.

He's lying languidly back on tidier sheets, body liquid and mind at ease, when Ed returns with a soft wet cloth and kneels down next to him to wipe off the come from his stomach, then tenderly swipes it over his spent cock. Stede shivers at the overstimulation. The gentle care Ed is showing him is almost as intoxicating as the sex was.

Once he's satisfied with his work, Ed throws the rag on the floor next to their discarded clothes and climbs back into bed with him. Stede opens his arms for him, invites him to be held like Ed's been inviting him into his body all night.

Ed goes easily, tucks his head under Stede's chin and throws a leg over his to pull him closer. Stede wraps his arms around him happily, settles him comfortably with his weight resting half on top of him. The world has never been a better place than it is tonight.

He combs his fingers slowly through Ed's hair, the urge to touch him no less consuming after what they shared. Ed hums contented little noises against his skin, goes boneless in his arms.

His eyelids start to droop and he wants to say all the things Ed isn't ready to hear. I love you. I'm yours. Stay with me forever.

They will have time. The world is theirs for the taking, they can go at whatever pace Ed needs.

"Sweet dreams, Ed," is what he settles for instead.

"Night, Stede," Ed whispers back.

He falls asleep listening to Ed's soft breaths in the quiet room.

#blackbonnet #gentlebeard #ofmd #ofmd spoilers #my fic #writing this took me out actually #i feel wrung out #please god let us have s3 so i can make them say i love you during sex and call each other pet names and do all the freaky things they want #i can't stand how this was everything i ever wanted and it also left me feeling starved for more

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Thoughts on s3 ep14!

Woke up at like 12:10 something,, didn't get my usual "waste 2-3 hours to mentally prepare myself" so I jumped right into it once I made my coffee (bad idea)

Once again recorded my reaction so actual screaming will be under the cut!

SERIOUSLY HOW THE FUCK DO WE HAVE ONE FUCKING EPISODE LEFT?! HELLO?!?!

Anyways-

Incoherent screaming and spoilers under the cut!

Why the fuck are they going into this with like no backup and like,, they're just fucking jumping into it. Like I understand because Omega but like CMON guys. This happened before!!

Click here to hear my actual live reaction to the episode

Fuck, this armor is kinda growing on me

seriously what the fuck are they going to do with rampart?? he's literally dead weight

He makes for really good comedic relief though and he had me fucking dying this entire episode

WHO THE FUCK REPORTED THEM?!? DID I MISS SOMETHING?? LIKE I GET THAT THEY KNOCKED PEOPLE OUT AND SHIT BUT YOU'RE TELLING ME THAT PEOPLE RECOGNIZED THEM AND DIDN'T SAY ANYTHING UNTIL LATER OR WHAT?!!

Also the fact that they KNOW they're coming. fucking HELL the odds are stacked up against them

THE KIDS :(( Omega having to tell them what "cover me" means and them doing their absolute best to do so

ECHO MY BELOVED <33

Echo in the stormtrooper armor I'm

He has a hand now - "Thanks for the hand" - my comedic genius

IS THAT THE FUCKING ZILLO BEAST!??!?! FUCKING FINALLY!!! NOW WHEN THE FUCK IS IT GOING TO EAT HEMLOCK?!?!?

I miss Batcher :( Where is she? Is she safe? Is she alive?

Crosshair shoving Rampart around <3

"I've changed" - "Sure you have" WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT RAMPART SHUT YOUR WHORE MOUTH

Rampart acting like he knows Crosshair, fucking no you don't, just because you disrupted his meals like twice a day to call him to the principal's office doesn't mean SHIT

I love Echo so much, he's so cool

ECHO AND EMERIE TEAM UP

THE WAY THAT I SCREAMED BECAUSE AAAAAAAAA

OMEGA TALKED ABOUT THEM :( AND EMERIE LISTENED :( AND EMERIE REMEMBERED ENOUGH TO KNOW THAT WAS ECHO :( RAGGHHHHHHHHHHHHH

I need to kick Rampart so badly, please, please let me kick him

"we can't use blasters i'll give away our position!" - AND MAKING ALL THAT NOISE WONT?!?!

WRECKER OH MY GOD GOT FUCKING SLASHED HE BETTER BE OKAY WHAT THE FUCK

HELLO?? Rampart getting his fucking ass found. What are they going to do with him now? What can he tell them that they don't already know??? I guess Echo but like-

To anyone who is starting to like Rampart STOP. Because watch him be the Saw Gerrera of this season

Cannot wait to see the kids break out and release the zillo beast <3

Emerie :( "I was doing my job" EMERIE MY LOVE THERE'S MORE THAN THAT

I'm so scared for her now SHE'S REALIZING THERE'S MORE TO LIFE AND I SWEAR TO GOD IF SHE FUCKING DIES-

WHERE THE FUCK IS C-2X OR WHATEVER THE FUCK???? I'M LOSING HOPE FOR A TECH REVEAL. FUCKING HELL I MISS HIM SO MUCH. THIS WHOLE FUCKING SEASON WITHOUT HIM??? RAUUGHHHHHHHH.

This episode was just fucking,,, stakes stakes stakes

Did not get a rest

holy shit

Emerie and Echo are fucking MOTHERS love them

ECHO HAS FUCKING EARS?!?!?!?!?!?!? OK NOW GIVE HIM HIS HAIR AND COLOR BACK!!!!!!

Craziest fucking thing to come out of this season - Echo having ears

LOOK

a lot happened

i'm so scared for next week

this whole episode was fucking action, action, action

WHY DID IT FEEL SO SHORT

SO MUCH HAPPENED BUT AT THE SAME TIME NOTHING HAPPENED????

Ugh

More thoughts are in the audio because I go on like a 13 minute rant but

FUCK <- my final thoughts

#tbb #tbb s3 #tbb spoilers #tbb s3 spoilers #the bad batch #tbb hunter #tbb crosshair #tbb wrecker #tbb echo #tbb omega #emerie karr #admiral rampart #max's musings

[vole-mon-amour]

3x11, part 8. A mix.

Ted is so stressed bc of his mom being there. :')

Beard smiling, and beard being best friends with Ted, and yeah. I love him.

All I can see is a man that is hopelessly in love but is doing his best at hiding it bc he's been through enough in his live, and has a lot of experience, and not a teenager anymore and can't act out on his feelings. He realizes that both of them have their own lives and responsibilities, but god, how much I want them to end up together. Ted is so oblivious.

TRENT <3

TAK. Why this again?

My boys men <3

This REALLY bothers me. I don't understand why they're doing this. In earlier seasons you could see that it's toxic and that Beard was unhappy. In s3 it's kind of "she's toxic & mean to me, but we make it work." Like... that's not okay. Somebody help him to get out of this abusive relationship and start trying to portray it as funny.

Parents. Most of them say that when you bring up therapy. "Let me guess, it's all my fault," they joke but they actually mean it. And if you say that yeah, some of it is your fault, they get very offended and defensive.

Is it though? Is it? Tbh, I think I dislike both, but my memories are more fond of You've got mail.

??????????? say WHAT again????????

Lmaooo. I've been there, mate. Not with football, with my fav musical band, but I absolutely know the feeling. The real stars of the show.

Jade watching Nate watching the match and then punching her boss in the jaw so he fires Nate and Nate goes back to coaching the team? Queen.

They fucking SHOULD. It would feel sooo gratifying.

Give me all the backstage shooting. Give it to me. We deserve.

The way they affected Roy, Roy affected them in return. :D What a show!

Please don't end, my fav show. I'm not ready.

LET'S GOOOOOO.

"And you may win the battle, but you will never win the war." This show is so wholesome. I totally cried. The music choice in every episode... My god. I need season 4.

The way they ended the episode? I don't think it's TedBecca. I think that, unfortunately, Ted wants to leave for Kansas bc of Henry. I don't want that very much, but I'll have to have what they give us.

#natiswatching #coach beard #ted lasso #trent crimm #ted x trent #roy kent #rebecca welton

[tedhugheshater]

Ranting ahead.

Sex Education S4 is pure shit, by the way. I’m so sad. It used to be one of my most fave shows but it became so… soulless and boring and cliche and performative. A massive cash-grab focusing too much on annoying, one dimensional characters (when will they give Cal a personality?). The portraits of people aren’t genuine anymore and instead have been replaced by “forced inclusion” - though I hate the term, as conservatives use it too broadly just to be homophobic.

I loved the “one case per episode” type of thing, and here it was completely left behind; the cases were either briefly shallowly explored (say, Viv’s abusive relationship), or with serious scenes shown as funny (the sex scene with Adam’s dad at the beginning of I-Don’t-Know-Which Episode was too… rapey? And we are supposed to just feel embarrassed for him or laugh it off).

Characterisation was more or less okay; I liked that they continued with Otis thing with sex, but there were some flaws too. For example, I don’t really think “Insufferable Feminist” Maeve would’ve continued pressuring Otis into sex once she realised something was wrong.

Side note: I’ve rooted for them since S1 E1, that ending, seriously? Ridiculous. I’m glad Maeve is pursuing her dreams etc, but the dualism of Dreams Vs Romance was already explored in S3, and, for the sake of having a cheesy happy ending like all people wanted, why not have him go to the USA too? His horrible dad could’ve tried to get him come with him for his whole book stuff, or as a fake apology. That would’ve been great for a scene where Otis’ MRA dad meets Riot Grrrl Maeve. It would’ve been funny. It could’ve given a message. And it would help characterisation of everyone involved. On top of that, it would be interesting to explore more Jean’s journey after being left, and definitely Otis’ abandonment issues. Could’ve also been cool to talk about mother’s rights and custody.

Joanna’s CSA trauma was thrown at you and never fully (guess the word!) explored either besides from implying hyper sexuality. I must admit I liked her, though. It was a nice addition - but too sudden. Seems like a desperate try at “Quick! How do we solve this plot hole!?”. Besides, the way they “well, that just happened” over Jean’s difficulty giving birth AND Joy’s dad identity??? Insane.

The whole subplot with Eric’s dreams were, at first, a shimmer of previous seasons’ whimsy, but then it became boring too. Eric’s character in general was done dirty this season, to be honest (he would not fucking wear that! Slay is dead). And his connection with religion has already been talked about till death. Please give my boy a hobby oh my God.

I missed the monster-fucker girl. She reminded me of one of my primary school friends.

Don’t even let me started on the new school thing itself. It was horrid. Like…. not even the clothes were safe from my hate.

Nevertheless there were some good scenes, like Maeve meeting Jean, or her and Otis’ first time. That was cute. The first episode was quite cool too. But all that felt somehow overshadowed by the stupid decisions - the episode about the Queer Party? That was pretty much ass. Not only performative, shallow, and with generic dialogue, but why was everyone making out all of a sudden? Romantic arcs and tension found dead. Now senseless fan service shipping only. Same goes for Aimee and Isaac, what the fuck was that, what happened to “straight men and straight women can be friends”? Too many useless romances for my taste. The pacing and editing were also disgusting in that episode.

Anyways, I was talking about the positive parts. There were a few more, but off the top of my head I liked when they protested for accessibility. I also liked when the teachers (I can’t remember their names! The english and music/biology couple) came back for Maeve’s mom’s funeral. That episode was nice, it felt accurate. I am glad Sean was back for that. Otis and Maeve dating was cute. It’s such a pity they were separated again. Also enjoyed that they talked about postpartum depression, even if a bit too in your face at times. Aimee and Adam were lovely as always. I liked how his dad is still working on himself. Ruby’s past and trauma was also a good subject. I love Ruby, even if Maeve is and will always be my girl. The thing with O was interesting! As well as the campaign. The humour was refreshing every now and then! I found it funny how Adam’s dad tried to bond with random stuff, and how, of all people, he thought he was gay for Clint Eastwood. And his gun. That chat, and how Adam’s mom later talks about “the girl with the long neck” were a nice detail.

So it really bothered me how this season definitely had a lot of potential that was wasted by such nonsensical decisions like all the ones I mentioned. Big glow down.

Tl;dr: Too Netflixesque to my tase.

#q slur #<- god the whole ‘queer’ thing was so so so insufferable! #and by that i mean it was THE definition of rainbow capitalism in my opinion #and what happened to wlw couples??????? helloooo?????? the closest thing to that we got was Cal and the deaf girl #but then we had to focus on gender dysphoria and stuff like oh my god when will we allow lesbians to thrive #i adored the lesbian character that was in Moordale. I can’t recall her name; but the one who cheated lol #sex education spoilers #this is half baked so bear with me #sex education #sex education series #sex education netflix #sex ed spoilers #sex ed s4 #maeve wiley #otis milburn #side note. i have been an otis apologist i am an otis apologist i will be an otis apologist #he is the most idiotic ever ❤️ #that is my most problematic take #mine

[stayarmytinyzenmoa-l]

STOP EVERYTHING WDYM SHE USED TO CRUSH ON YANG

OH PLEASE same though if someone disappears I'm planning their funeral

I'M SOBBING I LOVE MY NCTHREE

SEONGHWA SENDING FLOWERS sorry yang i'm team ynsh now

poor yangyang akhdbjfnk

oh ewwwww stalker much?

SUNGHOONNNNNNN

oh my god o h m y g o d

why is he so scared of that's that's very...

oh- oh i'm going to sob team ynyy here we come again

~

OH NO YEONJUN I LOVE YOU BUT KEEP YOUR MOUTH S H U T

oh nvm okay collab

i say yangyang names y/n's contacts thing 1 and thing 2

~

nah if ncthree were on one team you'd have yangyang and y/n arguing with each other about not doing well and then mark literally acing everything and going ":D" while yn and yangyang just stand there staring at him

DEFEATED MALE LEAVES I'M WHEEZING

~

SKEEBALLLLL

YES HE'S LEGALLY ALLOWED TO FLOOR SOMEONE

the unstoppable besties on land but stoppable in the air and ocean

we love a man who is competent and can drive basically anything

~

HELP ME NCTHREE'S BEEN A BAD INFLUENCE TO MARK ADKFJN but yes johnny is daddy material

side note the 🥵 is the first thing that came to mind when i read that akbdfn

JIHYUN BEING THE MOM ADHKBJFN

johnny the daddy of nct 🫡

~

thanks for making me sob my team ynyy heart has been solidified

MANIFEST IT

he's at the ateez dorms i call it

I KNEW IT

yeonjun istg

...oh my that was-

~

okay shaving in your room's a big no-no

the colour combination i-

jeno i- i would be lying if i said i didn't laugh though adkbjfn

OH RIPPPP

"the one they call johnny"

oH

ohohohoh the plot thickens

DEAD LIFTS i literally feel dead after I'm done with them

OH MY GOD XIAO DEJUN

...you've got to be joking delusional fans are the WORST

god forbid jeno stands a bit closer to yn to prevent her from dying

OH WAIT THAT REMINDS ME OF THE SMALL YN'S BROTHERS POSTS AHHHHH

~

NOT THE CURSED POKEMON

no but how do people sexualise someone spotting someone else that's so-

~

HELP I JUST REALISED HOW ONG THIS GOT I'M SO SORRY ADHFJN

wE ARE BACKKKK

Also girl this is Season 1 content except homegirl got over it pretty quickly I mean you would too if you saw the shit she saw him do

LMFAOOOO

THREE IS THE STRONGEST NUMBER

Your rollercoaster of YNSH and YNYY is so fun to read (YNSH is obv up high while YNYY is down low cuz you know those two are going to hell)

From possible man to nobody's man for real

Funny you should say that

SUNGHOON

Lowk I would be too if I, a vaguely fresh idol, was told to hand a paper to an idol with a load of wack-ass rumors going on about her and everyone she was associated with i'd be hella nervous

WE BACK IN HELLLLL

~

Yeonjun will return in S3

We love collab stages!

STOP IT WOULD BE AHAHAHA alternatively Dumb and Dumber

~

Normally Mark has the brain cell but when they're together that brain cell gets confiscated so now all three of them are working off of vibes

HE KNEW HE COULDN'T WIN IT WASN'T EVEN WORTH THE SCREEN TIME

~

I'm such a BOSS at skeeball ngl like undefeated amongst the cousins

All those years of mario kart led up to this

*insert Eren pointing across the sea gif here*

The Kun-cult is a side plot I'm planning rn

~

Doyoung like "I knew I shouldn't have let my son hang out with those ruffians"

ME TOO LMFAO I SHOULD'VE PUT IT MISSED FREAKING OPPORTUNITY

That's MOMMY to you!

Not the job he asked for but the one only he could do

~

Oh now we stuck in hell I can't wait to drop the alternate

Jaemin probably fully knew Mars was at the ATEEZ dorm because he may or may not have been in the same situation Jisung was in before

HE MISSED HIS DAD'S SIDE

Ehehehehehe

~

and y'all wonder why (Y/N) moved on fast

Bro picked it up, smelled it, and put it on

RENJUN REALLY SOLD HIM OUT LMFAOOOOO

The only people Mars actually cares about is ANiMA let's be honest here he literally manipulated Jisung into letting him out

The plot is very thick

Ngl I can't even lift the bar on it's on

He held his hand up for a high five after that but no one noticed so he just clapped his hands together

Poor YN, fame isn't all she thought it was

*YN getting crushed while benching* *Jeno putting his hands up and walking away to avoid the scandal*

YESSSSS Lowk I've been running through them again to make sure everything's in line before S3 comes out

~

WHEN MEG SENT IT I HAD TO ADD IT

people who don't know gym etiquette that's who

~

IT'S OKAY I LOVE IT THANK U ROSE

#asks #rose 🌱 #prominence #prominence s2 #prominence spoilers #prominence s2 spoilers #spoilers

[chumpovodir]

playing through CV: CoD is giving me more Hector (and Isaac!!!) feels and making the little hamster in my brainwheel run faster. just gonna collect my musings and headcanons here again

thoughts on the Netflix show:

i was kinda iffy at first with Netflixvania's characterization of Hector being visibly, overly soft and gentle. like it IS part of his character but not quite to the extent portrayed in the show.

but the idea that he truly, unconditionally loves his creations? the idea that despite humanity treating him badly when he was a vulnerable child, he never lost his capacity for love? and that specifically is what makes his Devil Forging stronger and his creations all the more terrifying and efficient at carrying out his will? oooooohh i LOVE the juxtaposition!!! i love the theme of "love can be a double edged sword"!!! i love the irony of his humanity being the thing that makes him so valuable as a Forgemaster!!!!

(applied to their game counterparts, love the contrast with Isaac being equally technically skilled but missing this one, small, yet incredibly crucial component that would put them on the same level and Isaac just. LOSING his mind playing catch-up with Hector to win his Lord's favor!!!)

this was mentioned in like a yt video comment section ages ago, but all the torment N!Hector goes through in S3 being like karmic punishment for being totally okay with culling and caging the human race, if not outright genocide? when it's framed that way, it makes me almost okay with what happens to him. almost, because N!Hector is dense as hell and doesn't seem to have the self-awareness to at least feel a bit remorseful from having been in the same situation he would've subjected other humans to.

IF they had bothered to make N!Hector more cold/ruthless, at least on the battlefield (because god knows the man can FIGHT why did they rob us of this) or in his views towards humanity? and show how people like to forget he's one of Dracula's generals for a reason despite his outwardly kind demeanor? like I could SEE why Lennector might work in that sense - that they're more similar than first impressions let on, despite somehow being opposites at the same time - he's a general leading an army into war, but makes it explicitly clear he doesn't wish for cruelty. she's supposed to be a diplomat, but isn't afraid to use unwarranted brute strength to subdue her enemies. that they're both regularly misjudged as being weak. it doesn't make this pairing any more appealing to me, but at least their developing relationship would make SOME sense rather than being straight up rape/abuse-apologism

thoughts on CV: CoD

am absolutely shit at giving names to the IDs in-game, so i always use the auto-generated ones. i fully headcanon these as names Hector actually gives to his creations, and he remembers each and every one of them.

GOD i love CoD Isaac's voice so much... I love his whole vibe and how he's a foil to Hector why why why WHY did they change this for Netflixvania.... please what are y'all not seeing here

actually, everyone's voice is pretty great. sure the dialogue is a little dramatic but hey its Castlevania, and the acting is superb for a mid-2000s game, which were rife with super cheesy delivery if my memory is right (this doesn't apply to Julia tho. sorry but her voice acting is just. not great. i don't particularly enjoy Trevor's forced gruffness either but i'd say it's not as bad)

this is such a small detail, but i adore how SASSY Trevor is as he's brushing himself off after his fight with Isaac - he looks so offended lmao. this man exudes sass, he is Belmont, The Legend and he knows it!!!

what is actually the point of St. Germain existing..... He's a fun character and LEAGUES better than the netflixvania version but really, nothing would be lost if you instead fought another bigass monster at the clock tower

i think i've been grinding for close to a week now to get all the components for the chauve-souris. even with the luck ring AND the stat boost from a fairy-type ID im just not getting the drops i need 🫠 (for context: im at the Infinite Corridor right before the Dullahan battle that resurrects the castle - my goal is to get everything EXCEPT the Devil's Vein you find in Baljhet Mountains after the water is drained out from the river so I can go into the final fights with The End devil-type ID and hopefully 100% on all the maps. im really only putting in so much time into CoD inbetween playing through TotK because one of my switch's joycons is busted and it is just. SO frustrating cuz i waited so damn long to play)

#not gonna subject yall to my rambling #it remains untagged

[slynbarnes]

Embers: Season 3 Episodes 11-20

S3 E11: 

(You are still sitting on the floor of the training room when the lights go out. You can’t help but to think something is wrong and Hydra has something to do with it. You stand and start out to the hall to find Lucas.) 

Y/N: Lucas?! (You shout into the hall.) 

L: Over here! (He waves as he peeks his head out the door with Bucky right behind him.) 

Y/N: Oh thank God! Are you guys okay? 

B: Yeah, we are all good, doll. Is everything okay?

Y/N: The lights went out, what if it’s Hy-

B: It’s not them, it’s been downpouring for the last hour. It’s just an outage. 

Y/N: (You sigh in relief.) I didn’t even realise. 

B: It’s okay. Let’s go see if Tony can get the generators working. 

(All 3 of you walk down to the lounge where you find everyone sitting around mingling.) 

Sam: Power is out. 

B: Thank you Captain Obvious. I would never have guessed that given the dark halls, lounge or stairwell and nothing electrical working. 

Y/N: (You snort as you try to hold in your laughter which also fails.)

S: A smile? Does that mean I can hug you now without you trying to hurt me?

Y/N: (You hold out your arms) I guess you will have to find out. 

(Steve cautiously hugs you) 

Y/N: I’m really sorry.

S: I forgive you.

W: Okay come sit back down, have a drink. 

T: (Walking in) Okay, the generator is in the basement. I will go get that started up but in the meantime here are some more candles that I found in Pepper’s closet and please don’t have too much fun without (He stops as soon as he see’s you sitting with the others.) 

Y/N: Hi.

T: Hi. (There is a long pause) I’ll be back. (He then walks towards the stairwell.) 

S3 E12: 

B: Doll, you want a drink? 

Y/N: That would be great thank you!

L: I want one too! 

B: Okay give me just a minute.

N: We should play some music.

Y/N: I can play some. 

L: No you don’t. (He says stealing your phone.) You’re taste in music is horrible, it’s old. I can play something. 

Y/N: (You dramatically gasp) I’m so offended. My music is great! 

N: Ehhhhhh

Y/N: What?

BB: It’s not the best.

Y/N: I like a lot of the same music you all do. 

Thor: Your favorite music is old.

Y/N: You're one to talk Mr. God man. You’re what 1500?

Thor: I may be 1500 years old but even I like modern music. 

B: I like your music doll.

Y/N: Thank you!

N: You don’t count. 

Y/N: Why doesn’t he count Nat? 

N: Do you really want me to answer that?

B: (Walking back over with drinks for the 3 of you. He hands Lucas a cocktail glass with a cherry in it.) 

Y/N: What is that? 

B: It’s a mocktail don’t worry I just thought it would make him feel special. It’s just cherry sprite. (He whispers in your ear.) 

Y/N: (Looking at him with a smile.) Clever. (You whisper.) 

S3 E13:

(Everyone is talking in their own small groups since things are still clearly a bit tense after the last few months.) 

Y/N: How has school been going buddy? 

L: It’s good. They are still holding classes in the cafeteria and the gym while they finish rebuilding the roof upstairs so it’s kind of hard to concentrate with so many of us in one room.

Y/N: Wait, they are still rebuilding everything? That happened almost 7 months ago now…

B: They sent out a letter saying it may take a while for classes to resume as normal due to a funds issue. They are doing their best to fix it with the resources they have. 

Y/N: Are they anywhere close to having it finished? 

B: Last I heard they are going to try and have it be finished by the end of summer break which is coming up here soon so hopefully at the start of the new year Lucas and his friends will be back in their classrooms. 

Y/N: Friends? 

L: Yeah, I made a few friends. There is Caleb who is in Mrs. Vals class and he loves the Avengers and I told him I lived with them and he said no way and I said Yes way! I showed him a picture of all of us and me with Uncle Tony and Uncle Steve and he freaked out! I also have this friend Violet. She is always really nice to me and she plays with me when we go outside. 

B: (Whispering to you) I think he has a crush on her. 

Y/N: (You smile) That's amazing bubs. I'm so happy that you made some friends here. You should have them over som-

(The lights come back on) 

Clint: Thank God I felt like I was on some weird group date with my colleagues with all these candles.

T: (Walking back in.) Let there be light. (He starts counting people) Good so we have everyone and we are the only building in the city with power. 

N: It’s days like these that I really enjoy living here. 

Y/N: Hold that thought, I'll be right back. (You stand up and walk over to Tony) Hey, can we talk?

T: Later. Enjoy tonight, it’s nice to see you finally smiling and with everyone. Tomorrow is going to be stressful for you anyhow since Ross will be here to determine your status. 

Y/N: My status? 

T: It’s an important meeting so be in the conference room by 9 am sharp. 

Y/N: Thank you. I will be there. 

S3 E14:

(You are looking in the mirror while you slip into a t- shirt, it’s nothing special, just something easy and quick for you to meet with Agent Ross and Tony. You’re worried they will try and remove you from the Avengers initiative or worse after everything that happened. You are surprised they haven't locked you up yet for killing Leo.) 

B: (Sneaks up on you, somehow you didn’t see his reflection behind you until he was already beginning to whisper in your ear.) You look beautiful. (He says quickly turning around to leave.

Y/N: Wait… You’re just gonna come in here and tell me I look beautiful and then leave… 

B: Yep. Good luck in your meeting. (He then disappears down the hall.) 

Y/N: Bucky…(You look around the room wondering what just happened.) What the hell?

(You try to put that in the back of your mind as you try to focus while walking down to your meeting.) 

Ross: Good Morning, Ms. Y/L/N. 

Y/N: Good Morning, General Ross, Tony. 

T: Good Morning. 

Ross: I am going to make this as painless as possible and read you what the official courts decision was for your charges as well as what your status here will be. The charges being pressed by Mrs. Harrington, Leo Harrington's mother, was ruled in favor of you. No charges will be pressed.

Y/N: Wait what? How?

Ross: That would be thanks to the testaments of your witnesses who came to your defense explaining the role Hydra had played in the tragic event. You will not be charged with 1st degree murder like Mrs. Harrington had attempted so you are free in that regard but in the case of your status as an Avenger you are on a temporary leave until the following are completed: Ms. Y/L/N is required by S.H.I.E.L.D. to attend mandated therapy with Dr. Christina Reynor once a week until Dr. Reynor has given a statement clearing you to return. Ms. Y/L/N must also clear a physical with her physician Dr. Bruce Banner that states she is in the physical conditions to return to active missions with The Avengers. These mandates are being put in place for Ms. Y/L/N’s safety and the safety of her team. She may only return once both of these conditions are met and signed off on by Dr. Bruce Banner, Dr. Christina Reynor, General Thaddeus E. Ross being myself and Director Nicholas J. Fury. 

Y/N: (You sit there staring in shock.) 

T: You okay kid?

Y/N: Yeah… I just… thank you. (You look at them sincerely.) Who testified? 

T: Everyone who was on the mission that day and Bucky wrote a letter so he could stay to take care of you and Lucas.

Y/N: (You look up at General Ross) So I am free?

Ross: You are. 

Y/N: Tony? Can we talk now?

T: Of course we can. 

S3 E15: 

(Walking down the hall) 

T: What did you need to talk about? 

Y/N: I’m sorry, Tony. For yelling at you and for pushing you away. I was hurting and I took it out on everyone who was just trying to help me. You didn’t deserve to be yelled at. 

T: You had some good points though and thank you for apologizing, kid. 

Y/N: I may have had some good points but so did you. I was just mad and I was trying to punish myself… I still am in someways but I’m trying to be better for my son and for you guys… my family. 

T: We all just want whats best for you. And next time you yell at me like that I will yell back. 

Y/N: Please do. (You laugh) I was out of line for yelling at you. 

T: I forgive you kid. 

Y/N: (You hug him) Thank you. But since I am here, I should probably make my next apology. 

T: I’ll see you later. 

Y/N: Bye Tony. 

(You stare at the door in front of you for a moment before knocking.) 

W: Hey… (She gives a weak smile.) 

Y/N: Can I come in?

W: Sure. 

Y/N: I know you are mad at me. 

W: Yeah well, can you blame me? 

Y/N: No, that’s why I am here. I owe you an apology. I never should have said those things to you. You were not being a bitch, you were trying to help. I was the one being a bitch about things. I was just so angry about everything… angry at myself. I blame myself for what happened. I wasn’t under Hydra’s mind control and I still killed him. 

W: I get it but next time instead of pushing everyone away and yelling at us or assaulting us, let us be there for you. Lean on your family for support. We all wanted to be there for you and we all wanted to understand but we couldn’t when you were shutting us out. 

Y/N: I know, I am so sorry. 

W: I forgive you but if you ever take your crap out on me again like that I will put you in your place.

Y/N: And I will deserve it but I promise it won’t happen again. (You pause) You know…I regret ever bringing him into my life. (You admit) He would have been better off never knowing me. His whole family would be. Especially Mia, I made the poor girl an orphan. If we never would have met he would still be here. Mia would still have a father, I wouldn’t have hurt any of you and I would have just faced everything instead of hiding from it. I… well… I wouldn’t have made a choice out of fear from my past. I was scared… (The realization is finally hitting you.) I was so scared that if I didn’t move on from everything in my past, Hydra would always have their claws in me but… I was just hiding and making excuses because I was scared to be happy. So I settled the moment I chose him. I ran from passion, adventure, love, comfort, security, happiness and a life full of moments I couldn’t forget even if Hydra brainwashed everything away again. (A tear falls down your cheek.) I lied to myself, trying to convince myself I could be happy with Leo when…

W: When what you really wanted was right in front of you this whole time? 

Y/N: He was going to ask me to marry him and I was ready to end things with him… Even though I loved him… and deeply loved him…. it was in a way a friend loves their friend and I tried to convince myself otherwise.

W: I can see how you felt guilty… 

Y/N: (You look up at her) Have I seriously been this blind the whole time? 

W: It’s about damn time, y/n. (She pauses giving you a smile) Go get him.

S3 E16: 

(You run down the hall to the stair well knowing it will be faster on foot than taking the elevator. You run all the way down to his room and stop at his door with a nervous smile playing on your face. When you finally knock it only takes a second for him to answer. Especially since he knows how you knock.) 

B: Hey, doll. What’s with the cute smile? 

Y/N: (You blush a little) Well, (You pause when you see Lucas on the floor playing with Legos.) 

B: He wanted me to help him build something Tony had bought him that has a million little pieces to it. 

Y/N: Hey, bubs. Go see Aunt Wanda, she is going to hang out with you for a bit. Dad and I have something we need to go do. 

B: (Whispering to you) We do?

L: Okay. When will you be home?

Y/N: Tonight sometime. 

L: Okay, I love you. 

B&Y/N: Love you too Kiddo. 

B: So where are we going? 

Y/N: We need to talk. Well, I need to talk… (You realize how ominous that sounded.) It’s not bad I promise. Drive me somewhere? 

B: Where? 

Y/N: Anywhere. 

B: Okay.

S3 E17:

B: Can you please tell me what we are doing? 

Y/N: Just be patient. I will tell you when we get where we are going. (You really are just stalling to figure out exactly what you plan to tell him.) 

B: You’re killin me smalls. 

Y/N: (You laugh) 

(You and Bucky arrive at the beach and start walking down along the shore.) 

B: Time’s up, doll. Are you going to tell me what’s going on yet?

Y/N: (You take a deep breath.) Yeah… So I’ve been trying to figure out where to start and I think the beginning is the best place. I was so hell bent on escaping my past that I wanted to leave everything dealing with Hydra behind… and in a way that included you. 

B: I thought you say this wasn’t a bad conversation? 

Y/N: It’s not, I promise. I tried to deny the truth to myself and say that Leo made me happy. He did but like a friend makes you happy not in a way that… makes you feel alive. Everything with him was safe and when my memories came back that’s what I felt was best for me and Lucas. We had slept together and I felt guilty because I had cheated but more so because I knew what I wanted was well… attached to the thing I was trying to escape. You asked me to figure things out and I somehow in a moment of being thoroughly upset I chose to play it safe and convinced myself that safe was what I needed and wanted. Thing is, it’s not either of those things. What I want is someone who understands me and doesn’t have to ask me a million questions to know what I am thinking and someone who loves my kid and someone who makes me laugh… even when I don’t want to. I want someone who is ride or die for me and who likes my music and…. And someone that when they are in the room with me, nothing else exists. Someone who sticks by my side even when I don’t deserve it… Leo was never that for me. I think that’s why I felt so guilty especially knowing he loved me enough to even think about marrying me and I hadn’t even wanted to move in with him although he was trying to get me there. The whole time I loved him… I was IN love with someone else. I made the biggest mistake of my life the day I even took a moment to second guess what I already knew I had wanted. What I am trying to say is that I am sorry for putting you through hell while I did the same to myself. And Buck… I am IN love with you. In the most ridiculous sappy kind of way. I am IN love with you. 

B: (His little grin turns up into a full smile) When did you realize?

Y/N: Just about an hour ago. (You laugh) As soon as I did I knew I couldn’t waste a moment to tell you, but I didn’t want to say anything in front of Lucas just in case you didn’t-

B: I am in the most ridiculous sappy kind of way IN love with you too, Y/N. Just in case that wasn’t already clear. (He leans in, cupping your face in his hands and kisses you. It’s perfect. It’s tender and romantic but still needy and longing.) 

Y/N: I’m sorry it took me so long. (You whisper onto his lips.) 

B: Stop apologizing and kiss me. 

(His words make you smile into the kiss that follows. The rest of the evening is spent watching the sun set on the beach wrapped in his arms. The world is just right.) 

S3 E18: 

(The entire way home is filled with a million kisses and non stop smiling.) 

(At the tower) 

(You and Buck walk in together standing extra close but not touching just to keep things under wraps. You find Lucas hanging out with Steve and Wanda in the lounge.) 

B: Hey bud, it’s time for bed. 

L: 5 more minutes?

Y/N: Not tonight. You have school in the morning. 

L: Fine… (He groans and stands from his place on the couch to saunter out of the room with you and Buck.) 

B: Did you have fun while we were away? 

L: Yeah, Aunt Wanda was showing me her magic and Uncle Steve was telling me about what you were like back in the olden days.

Y/N: He called you old. (You snicker at Buck) 

L: So are you. 

B: (Bursting out into laughter.) He told you. 

Y/N: Hey! I am still younger than your dad!

L: True but you both are ancient compared to me. 

(In Lucas’ room) 

B: Okay bud, we are both old, but these two ancient beings love you so very much. 

Y/N: More than anything in the whole world. 

B: So you get some rest. 

Y/N: And we will see you in the morning. 

(You and Buck both place a kiss on his head.) 

L: Good night. I love you. 

B & Y/N: We love you too.

Y/N: To the moon and back to infinity. 

L: And beyond.

Y/N: And beyond.

(You shut off his lights and wander back to your room.) 

Y/N: Stay with me? 

B: (Gives you a wide grin) Like I was going to sleep alone with you right down the hall?

(You pull him by the collar into the dark room, his lips press tenderly into yours until you find the bed. Hands roam one another, not filled with lust but with longing. Longing for him to be near, longing for him to stay, to entangle with him. You spend the night tangled in each other cuddling and staring deeply into eachothers eyes. Bucky plays with your hair while your faces are smooshed together and you run your fingers along his bare back until you both fall into a deep peaceful sleep.) 

S3 E19: 

(Your eyes flutter open to the light peering in through the window. A smile graces your face as you realize that Bucky is soundly asleep next to you. You reach over and grab your phone checking the time. Looking back over at the golden light adorning his beautiful face you can’t help but snap a photo of him sleeping peacefully in your bed beside you. His eyes flicker open with a smile crossing his lips and you begin pressing kisses along his shoulder.) 

B: Morning. 

Y/N: Morning. 

B: You’re still here. 

Y/N: Why wouldn’t I be? 

B: (Letting the memory pass so he doesn’t ruin the moment, he savors the sight of you being his and next to him for the first time in almost 10 and a half years.) No reason I am just glad you are. 

Y/N: Okay you dork. (You say getting up to go to the bathroom.) 

B: Noooo come back. (He says grabbing onto your hand.) 

Y/N: I have to pee. 

B: Fine but you better hurry back. 

(You run off giggling.) 

S3 E20: 

B: Okay before we go have breakfast we should probably figure out what we are telling our son.

Y/N: I can’t lie to him or hide things from him. Last time didn’t go over so well. 

B: Plus he has been adamant about us getting together…

Y/N: But we also shouldn’t make it a big deal either… even though it is a big deal to me it-

B: To us. 

Y/N: Even though it’s a big deal to US it needs to come off as something we are trying. Not that things won’t work out because I am sure they will but I just want to be careful with what we tell him. 

B: We tell him that we have been closer recently. 

Y/N: And that the love has found it’s way back to us. 

B: To you. 

Y/N: Shut up. 

B: Hey, I never stopped. 

Y/N: Neither did I. (You say defensively.) 

B: But it did take you forever to see it. 

Y/N: Okay well how about we say it found it’s way back. Not to me or to us… just back. 

B: Deal. Now we are taking things slow and we are trying things out… together. 

Y/N: Perfect. 

B: (Kisses you and whispers onto your lips) I’m never letting you go again. 

Y/N: Is that a promise? (You whisper back) 

B: It’s an oath. An unbreakable one.

[bethsuglywigs]

top 5 tropes

1. Canon Divergence 

Cross Your Fingers, Be It Fahrenheit or Centigrade, and Warm in the Fire of Us by @pynkhues

I don’t think I need to sell anyone on Sophie’s work because it’s well established that she provides high quality content. fortunately for me, she also likes the same tropes as me so i stay well fed. 

CYF: a post-s2 fic dripping with angst and criminal activity. the scene where rio interrupts beth’s date lives rent free in my head. 

BIFOC: set during s2, rio is sick 😷 and beth plays nurse 👩‍⚕️ ... god tier scenario 

WITFOU: set during s3 (aka brio’s angst era) lets just say... clean like him changed me on a spiritual level  (inspired the forbid blow job 👀)

a song inside the halls of the dark by @mego42

this fic as everything: a road trip, beth committing murder, crafts, several near death experiences, brio sexily not communicating, find my friends, AND pta moms interacting with brio... like what more could you ask for in a sprawling post-s2 fic? a must read imo 

Good Sport by fireinsideforfun

i know you’re all ARC stans so I don’t need to tell you that fiff is a good writer. but what I am hear to say is that Good Sport is a slept on fic (pun intended). brio bed sharing and not communicating my beloved. 

for a moment we were strangers by openhearts

this is fic is iconic for fully embracing beth and rio’s age gap (41 v. 29)... openhearts said cougar rights. but also this fic is a fun little brio playing house fic and i just can’t get enough of it 

I Put A Spell On You (and now you're mine) by @sdktrs12

um hellooooooooooo halloween 🎃 prompts my beloved. 

2. Hate Sex

your monster looks like mine by mego42

this fic is about having hate sex on drugs..... das it baby 🥵

satisfied through the weekend by @septiembrre

the show gave us brio having sex while beth is on a date with her husband (iconic, revolutionary, etc), but Gaby one-upped them and gave use up brio having sex while beth is on a date with the hitman she hired to murder rio... i have to stan 

As Good As This by @riosnecktattoo

wire sex - i simply love betrayal 

Two Shoes by pynkhues

all you need to know about this fic is that brio do a job together that requires them to dance and then hide in a closet together (sexily)... the animosity and sexual tension is off the charts

I Will Collect You and Capture You by @foxmagpie

oKaY..... these clowns 🤡 are really at their worst in this fic. like please have a conversation im begging you (jk keep hate fucking and being angsty). rio fr thinks he can fuck beth out of his system, but all he can do is think about her when he’s with other women. literally down so bad in this one. 

3. Outsider POV/Interactions

Three Drops (an intermission) and If It Wasn't for All the Lights by pynkhues

these two fics inspired my own outsider pov fic... thats how influential they are. other people should NOT be forced to interact with beth and rio and yet... its so incredibly funny when they do. i would sell my soul for some more outsider pov fic i s2g. 

Choose Your Own Adventure by sdktrs12

if you’ve followed me for longer than 30 seconds then you know im a cyoa stan. the concept of beth and rio having to spend time with normal parents makes me insane. and they’re just so horny for each other, but in the woods and thats just so special to me.

listening through the air shaft by mego42

another iconic outsider pov fic. truly the dean pov chapter is incredible. like it was so incredibly big brained of meg to make Dean witness brio coming out of the  bathroom break bathroom together. transcendent really. 

AITA for wanting to stop paying my wife’s “business partner” and yelling at her? by @lemoncupcake

spoiler alert: he is the asshole 

PTA Vibes by greyish 

again i’m OBSESSED with the idea of normal people interacting with brio and being subjected to their insanity. and brio being on the pta together is inherently hysterical. 

4. School AU

delinquents, stunner, and I'll Fall If You Do by foxmagpie

queen of high school aus it has to be said. the high school teacher just JUMPS out and im obsessed. 

delinquents... my beloved... where to even begin? a must read for sure. i love this fic so much it inspired my entire fanfic fanart series. 

stunner: blockt for this one; intentional infliction of emotional distress law suit still pending 

IFIYD: i love two dummies with a requited crush on each other playing spin the bottle   

Both Sides of the Law by @joeyjoeylee

if you’re ever been to law school then you’d know that joey captured it perfectly. its the perfect au setting for brio because only insane people go to law school. thats just facts. this fic made me cry (real actual tears from my eyes) several times. 😭😭😭😭😭😭

QuikGrove University by sdktrs12

a staple in the brio college au category. just two college students having sex and committing crimes like god intended. 

watermelon sugar and Seven Minutes in Heaven by @querenaxx

ws: rio spends this entire fic with his tongue 👅 inside beth and i love that journey for him

smih: the title really says it all. and what im saying is that it needs a sequal as asap as possible.

Jawbreaker by riosnecktattoo

tay does simp rio like no one else... its the longing for me... (also rio sexily plays basketball)

Pre Season by @wakeupflawless

if you follow my main blog then you know im obsessed with soccer so of course a brio soccer au is going to be my bread and butter. they literally want to fuck each other so bad, but also, they want to beat each other on the field and that just feels so right.

Sliding Into Third by @fairhairedkings

baseball rio... das it baby... that’s all i need to say i think

A Special Kind of Business by CaptainCabinets

beth x rio x high school x drug dealing = incredible 

5. Very Brio Specific Sex (i.e. pool table, hot tub, desk etc.)    

Invitation to a Beheading by riosnecktattoo

they literally have sex next to a dead body (🥴)

Say It by riosnecktattoo 

desk sex with a twist bc its at boland bubbles instead of boland motors (cucking is cucking babes)

trade my heart for honey and now use both hands by mego42

tmhfh: antagonistic pool playing leads to fucking on the pool table 

nusbh: desk sex but they make it other peoples problem lmao

Lining Up the Shot  and Part of the Equation by brokensatellites

luts: he bends her over the pool table just like in canon, but its actually sexy

pote: hot tub sex like literally fucking in the hot bubbly water 

Show Me How To Get Offended by FakePlastikTrees 

hot tub sex, sex in the hot tub - its what we deserved but never got

your tongue told me every lie by carrythesky 

desk sex on THE boland motors desk... 😌

Salty Sweet by foxmagpie

desk sex but beth is sucking him off under the desk while hes conducting business 

#asked and answered #fic recs

[mayabruhbruh]

Let’s discuss the Finn & Millie interviews.

If you are vouching for the interviews to be straight up bullshit, please read this. If you don’t, great, read it anyway. I’m hoping for discussion tho, so drop some asks if you have questions or disagreements. 👁👁

Okay, so in case you were unaware, very recently there were interviews that came out of finn and Millie gushing over how much m!leven there is this season. Like, a LOT of gushing.

So here’s the thing, I believe them! At least to some degree. There, I said it. Hopefully you guys don’t hate me over this. I’m just trying to be frank. Here, I will express my confusion over the duffers’ writing choices, present common writing choices in other stories, and PLEASE HELP ME I JUST DONT GET IT-

There’s no way they’d straight up lie to our faces about an important plot relationship like theirs, and as much as I believe some of the cast have to be told what to say when they have to steer around questions that give away too much, this just doesn’t seem like something they would have to lie about.

Something I’ve sensed since the beginning of the show was how obvious it was that M¡leven wasn’t going to be canon. And not even in a mean way. Without all the subtext and clues hinting at their romantic decline, I could really tell that they weren’t going to end up together because that’s just how show’s work. Tell me ONE fairly long-lasting show in which two characters got together in the first or second season and then STAYED together for the rest of forever. Come on, it’s just not plausible for a story to go on like that. It gets boring. And even if there’s ‘real life issues’ involved, it gets boring to watch them try to work it out! That’s why I’m so baffled right now that the duffers are still dragging out their relationship. I thought they might’ve known better than this.

For example, take enola holmes and Tewksbury. HELL YEAH THEYRE GONNA DRAG THAT SHIT OUT! It’s the relationship dynamics that get people to keep watching. Whether it be slow burn, or forbidden love, or friends with benefits or whatever the fuck! All of these dynamics exist because it gives the story stretch room to grow and develop the feelings and relationship. Room to make you want them to be together. For ST, you can argue that m!leven did have a dynamic that made us want them to be together, something along the lines of lost love (and then found), but the duffers seemed to write it in a way that really confuses me. I identified m!leven with the dynamic of young love, something that everyone knows doesn’t, or shouldn’t, last very long. Sorry to bring this up again, but they knew each other for a week, lost touch for a year, and boom. Relationship. How does that work when they know virtually nothing about each other?

I mean, sure, apparently m¡leven is working through ‘real issues’ in their relationship this season, which I’m excited for because it allows them to dive deeper into these mentioned plot holes in their love story, but come on. in s3 we SAW WITH OUR OWN EYEBALLS that they basically don’t get along unless they’re sucking face or are in mortal danger. (That’s an exaggeration, but you get what I mean. They just aren’t compatible and if anything, I liked the friends stage, or the yearning stage in which they THOUGHT they wanted each other instead of what’s happened in s3 and now :( bring them back.) as for the ‘married couple’ quote. Bro they are literally teenagers and it pAINS me to see the suffer brothers milk this relationship so hard. If what they say in these interviews is true, then either the subtext such as “The First I love You” song in the soundtrack, was all thrown out the window. Or it was just hinting at their “bumpy road of a relationship” this season. Which- ????GOD I JUST DONT UNDERSTAND.

And I don’t mean to undermine any of y’all’s theories on why finn and Millie said what they said. I just think we can’t let our preferences blind us from seeing what they’re telling us straight up. In case y’all didn’t know, I have a spider-man MJ mindset where if you don’t get too excited or raise your standards, you won’t be disappointed. Seriously, as much as I want to believe in byler and DO believe it, we can’t dismiss the facts just because we don’t like them.

BTW none of this means that the byler hints we expect won’t happen. Perhaps one of the ‘issues’ in the relationship is Mike being conflicted between his girlfriend and her fREAKING brother :o

#stranger things #mike wheeler #finn wolfhard #byler #will byers #byler is canon #stranger things ships #strangerwriters #stranger things season 4 #noah schnapp #mike x will #stranger things 4

[dickwheelie]

ayyy so I was gonna try to write something romantic for Valentine’s but. I wrote this instead and it turned out kinda sad so I’m posting it today in advance of the actual full-length fic I wrote for Valentine’s that I’m gonna post tomorrow. it’s jmart of course, just some sad, pining s3 jon flavor. honestly idk if the timeline is even close to accurate in this so don’t call me out if it’s not lmao I’m just vibing

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He’s lying in a hotel room in D.C. trying to fall asleep, or think things through, whichever comes easier, when Martin calls him. He wants to check in, he says, just wants to make sure Jon’s alright. Yes, Jon says, he’s fine, and it’s only sort of a lie. He doesn’t want Martin to worry, though, and quickly changes the topic: how are you doing, Martin? And Martin says he’s fine, of course, which Jon can tell is also sort of a lie.

Jon remembers he was going to ask about the date on a certain statement, and so he does, and Martin tells him about a uni student who came in the other day who only wanted to look at statements involving sailboats, and between the two of them they manage to keep talking for almost four hours. For Jon it’s barely evening, but he realizes that with the time difference, it’s almost ten PM back in London and Martin’s still sitting at his desk at work.

Oh god, Jon thinks, and he barely gets the first apology out of his mouth when Martin cuts him off and says really, it’s fine--he likes talking to Jon. He’s gonna head home now, but he hopes Jon is okay, tells him to keep him updated, tells him not to work too hard, to do some touristy stuff while he’s in America. Jon says he will, he will, and Martin, please, if anything happens, call. You can call me anytime, he tells Martin, and they hang up.

Jon lies in bed, feeling electric. Talking with Martin had been nice. Fulfilling. Not in a statement sort of way, but in the way he’d felt back in uni after a long day of classes and papers, coming home to Georgie and getting to talk to her for a few hours before bed. He feels infinitely better than he’d felt four hours ago.

He’d missed Martin, he realizes. Still does, really. Jon hasn’t spoken to him since leaving the Institute all in a rush about a week ago, and he misses him.

This is normal, he thinks. They’re friends. Surely, by now, they’re friends, and friends miss each other.

An hour later, just as Jon, still very much jet-lagged, is drifting off to sleep, his phone buzzes. Martin’s texted him: “Stay safe. I mean it - we can’t manage over here for long without our head archivist.”

In the blue half-light of the hotel room, a laugh escapes him. His chest is suddenly warm. He texts back, “Steady on for another week. You’ll manage.”

Martin responds with an eye-roll emoji, which is Jon’s cue to turn in for the night.

A week later he’s back in London, slightly worse for wear, and Basira tells him she’s glad he’s back, for Martin’s sake if nothing else. Why Martin’s sake, Jon asks. He’s been missing you something bad, says Basira.

This shouldn’t surprise Jon. It does anyway. He’s not used to the idea of being missed. Missing others, sure, all the time, but not the other way round. It’s difficult for him to imagine other people wanting to have him around. He goes to Martin one day, wanting to tell him he missed him too, that he’s very glad to be back, that Martin’s texts and calls had made him feel happy, and grounded, at least for a few short hours. But instead he just asks him if he’d like to get lunch together, like they used to do, back when Jon was too anxious and paranoid to enjoy it.

At lunch, Martin asks him if he did any touristy stuff after all, and Jon sheepishly says no, he didn’t get the chance. You mean you did work too hard, Martin says, teasingly, as he gestures at Jon with his sandwich. I thought I told you not to do that, Sims. Jon laughs, and apologizes, saying he should have listened to him.

You really should take a few days off, Martin tells him. You look exhausted. Jon nods, says yes, maybe he will. He knows he won’t. Martin seems to know this too, because he sighs, and places his hand on Jon’s where it’s resting on the table between them. There’s a shock of warmth through Jon’s body. Martin says, I’m glad you’re okay.

Jon wants to take his hand, to squeeze it reassuringly. Perhaps if he were a braver man he would. Instead he says, you too, Martin. I’m glad you’re okay too.

It isn’t until right before the Unknowing that Jon realizes Martin loves him. It happens one day when Martin brings tea to his desk, as he always does, and Jon notices it’s in his preferred mug, the tall, skinny blue one that’s easier to grip with one hand. That isn’t what makes Jon realize. What makes him realize is that when Martin sets it down, he turns the mug carefully, angling the handle towards Jon.

Jon reaches out, but Martin is already walking away. He takes hold of the handle instead, which just isn’t warm enough.

I love you, too, he wants to say. I think--I think I love you too. Or--I could. Maybe--if you let me think about it, I--

He doesn’t get any more time to think about it, though, until much later. And by then, there is no more tea waiting at his desk, and no one around who knows his favorite mug.

#the magnus archives #tma #jonmartin #martin blackwood #jonathan sims #gwyneth writes #happy valentineeeesssss lmao #fr there's a fluffier nicer one comin tomorrow

[pynkhues]

Please recommend some of your fav Rio fics!

Of course, anon! Since you asked for Rio fics, I'm going to guess you meant Rio POV fics? If not, I'm sorry, haha, because that's what I've collated, but I hope you give these a shot regardless! They're all fics I think are pretty great. ;-)

Below a cut, because this got long.

But when he does reappear at the store—she still doesn't hear him coming, she needs to work on that—she's wearing a fuckin' dress, and he's glad she hasn't seen him yet because he can't stop himself from grinning.

Maybe it ain't for him, but given the fact that he doesn't think he's seen her legs since he came back—aside from that one night at the bar when she was definitely feeling herself—it seems like this is an intentional break in the pattern. Either way, he fuckin' loves the idea that she's been dressing up all week, not sure if he's coming but wanting to be ready if he does.

Now Use Both Hands by ms_scarlet / @mego42 6k words. Explicit. Beth x Rio. S3 canon divergence.

Ooooof, this fic causes me physical pain, but I love it a whole lot. Meg really captures Beth and Rio at their most acidic, their most sharp edged, while also managing to balance that with the feelings they desperately don’t want to have. It’s a bit magic, and the fact that she follows this up with another fave, Listening Through the Air Shaft is *chef’s kiss*.

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When he wakes, he's in a hospital bed, mouth dry as bone and he can taste blood, stale and metallic, on his tongue. The pain in his chest has been dulled by the drugs, but it still lingers, a persistent ache that spikes with every breath.

By all rights, he's a dead man walking.

Ten hours, they had him in surgery. From the look of his chart, he'd flatlined twice, and he can feel the consequences of that, see it in the bruises on his chest, the exhaustion lining the faces of his family. He'd woken to a little hand in his, Pop's cheeks damp with tears, and shit, it'd been close. Too close.

Bury a Friend by @ejunkiet >1k words. Mature. Beth x Rio S3 canon divergence.

Pivoting from 3.01, this fic is a wonderful, quiet character study that looks at Rio in the aftermath of the shooting before he explodes back into Beth’s life. It pulses with emotion and with the promise of catharsis, and it’s just a really special little fic. The Rio voice is terrific too.

- - - -

He finally gets what he needs one day when Elizabeth’s wearing this tight black sweater with a keyhole that shows off just enough to make Rio’s jaw rock. It’s so out of the ordinary, so unlike her ugly li’l sweaters or her surburban mama button-ups, he does a double take, head whippin’ around so fast that she catches it immediately. Then she catches where his gaze lands, where it keeps landin’ through their whole stilted, irritated conversation, and he sees her chest pinken til he can count her freckles. He sucks his lower lip into his mouth, and her lips fall open just the smallest bit, and then she looks up at him.

Eyes locked on each other, Rio takes a step closer. Elizabeth doesn’t back away.

I Will Collect You and Capture You by @foxmagpie 17k words. Explicit. Beth x Rio S3 canon divergence.

I feel like I've recced this fic 1,200 times at this point, haha, but it really is one of my favourite fics in the fandom. It has this sort of grip on you as a reader that almost embodies Beth's grip on Rio in the story, and the way it builds and builds and releases only to build and build again is really delicious, affecting writing.

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“Com’n her and her lady friends were shakin’”

“Shakin’ about the lemon on the fuckin’ granite, sure.”

They chuckled as the car rolled on, the suburbs slipping away with the sun.

“Think they’ll pay up?”

There was a groan as Rio shifted in his seat, flexing his fingers along the dash.

“Neighborhood like this? Everybody knows someone who knows someone with a trust fund.”

Mick’s lighter flickered, followed by long, rasping inhale. “And a boat.”

Smoke swirled lazily through the open window up into the purple sky.

“And a boat.” Echoed Rio.

Drivin' through the Suburbs by gangfriend / @00gangfriend00 5k words. Teen+. Mick + Rio friendship, Beth x Rio. Canon compliant.

It takes a lot to make me laugh out loud in a fic, but this one does multiple times. It's just insanely fun, and captures Rio and Mick at their most boyish in a way I find utterly charming. It's really, really delightful.

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She’s got her crimes wrapped up and categorized in folders with labels and post-its. Wrapped up in gift paper with a big blue bow on it. And she’ll probably ask Turner do you want freshly baked cookies or some shit when they go raiding her kitchen.

Rio should really get it under control. Her, get her under control.

She opens the door and slumps onto the front seat, her eyes set angrily on him. Nineteen voicemails and she’s still got things to say: he sees it in the twitch of her hand, the restless, frustrated pattern. Any minute now she’s going to settle on new words to voice her complaints like he’s here to listen. Like he’s got the time— like he cares. Like he’d better.

It’s a Work Thing by isoldewas >1k words. Mature. Beth x Rio. 2.12 canon divergent.

I'm a bit of a sucker for a good canon divergent fic, and this one pivots the car break up in 2.12 in a smutty way that just works unfairly well. It's such a great little fic that really settles well into Rio's headspace during the messiness of s2, and I love it.

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They settle in their respective places and Rio takes the opportunity to give Elizabeth the same once over that asshole did. Her ass really does look great in those pants and she could fill out any shirt. Her eyes linger over him too, tracing his skin, the bar tattoos peeking out from under his t-shirt that she’s seen a million times but she devours at every opportunity. Then her eyes meet his and she gives him that small, crooked lil’ smile.

He’s not one for religion, but every so often he takes his mom to Spanish mass. All the viejitos and pious Catholic types think he’s a banger but his ma’s still excited to show him off. He sits with her in the pew and when the priest asks for the congregation to give thanks to God, he says a prayer for the riches that have come to him, the health and brilliance of his son, the vitality of the other little ones in his life now, and Elizabeth. And when he thinks of her in those moments, he sees her in his mind’s eye with this exact look on her face.

A Bit of a Stretch by @septiembrre 5k words. Teen+. Beth x Rio. Established relationship.

Beth and Rio do a yoga class together! There’s such a lived-in feel to this fic that it feels impossible not to fall a bit in love with it – their relationship is explored in a way that feels true to who the characters are, while sanding down the edges to create something that feels sweet in the way they usually aren’t in canon. It's a great fic, but more than that, it really just works in a way that's a lot more complicated than it looks, and it’s all the more charming for it.

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He’s happy to keep kissing her like this. To savour it. Realises she’s undone the last few buttons of his shirt at some point as she shoves it down his shoulders. Doesn’t have a second to think about his ugly scars pressed to her skin. Can just feel her little hot palms snaking up his back and grippin’ him tight. Refusing to let any light between them as they kiss for what feels like hours.

He realises these are the lips he’s been tasting. Searching for in other women when his night’s got too unbearably quiet, hunting for an echo of the thing he really wanted. Comin’ up short every damn time. Sweet and soft and lethal. Unique to her.

It’s longing in a way he’s never felt. This is the taste of it.

As Good as This by @riosnecktattoo 5k words. Explicit. Beth x Rio. 4.05 canon divergence.

Okay, I know I just said how much I loved canon divergence fics, but it bears repeating – I love canon divergence fics, haha. This is such a great alternate take on how the wire scene in 4.05 goes down, and it simmers with tension from the opening line. The way it escalates as Rio navigates this newest betrayal works really well too, and it results in a pretty sexy and surprisingly emotional sequence. Magic!

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“Do we have a deal?” She asks.

When he turns to look at her she’s smiling, and that’s when he realizes he’s absolutely fucked. He’d just fucked himself out of almost a quarter of a million dollars. He lets his eyes drop down her body, licks his lips and nods.

“I choose the place,” he says and turns on his side to face her. “You owe me half - with interest,” he says and slides a hand into her hair. She’s damp, the sweat slowly cooling.

“That’s not what - “ she opens her mouth to protest and he takes that opportunity to slide his mouth across hers and lick into her mouth.

Long Nights by zetuslapetus / @querenaxx 2k words. Explicit. Beth x Rio. S3 canon divergence.

Rio and Beth bone while negotiating a deal! What's not to love, haha. This has such a fun checks and balances feel to it which just makes me want to peel my skin off, it's so good. It's exactly the way I like my Beth and Rio - hot and snarky and constantly trying to get a leg over the other, literally and figuratively. It's the best.

- - - -

He should go out and find someone to fuck. Maybe text one of his hookups. See if Jen’s working. He has options.

He knows what he should do.

But it turns out fucking other people is a worse hell than the one they create when they’re together.

And now that he’s yielded to this wicked ecstasy, he knows he’ll do anything to keep sitting in the fire with her.

To Sit in Hell with You by @daydreamstew 2k words. Beth x Rio. Explicit. s4 canon divergence.

Canon-divergent from 4.06 – Beth and Rio keep hooking up after the time at his grandma’s place. It’s fun and sexy while also keeping the complicated push-pull and lack of communication at the heart of them. Deeelightful.

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“Does it make it easier?” Maddie asks him once they’re spent, maybe emboldened because he has already brought her into their bed. Which may be unfair, because Lee had been in their bed from the beginning.

“What?” He seems lost in his thoughts, his arm behind his head. In a few minutes he’ll get up and get ready to get back to the factory. Like always, she’ll be looking for her keys so she won’t be late for work.

“Getting it out of your system before you see her.”

Rio glances at her. “I don’t always see you when I see her.”

It’s so rare for him to explicitly mention this woman, however tenuously, and Maddie waits for more. Rio’s gotten like this about a few women in his life but it doesn’t happen often.

Sure am Using You by aniara 2k words. Explicit. Rio x OC, Rio x Beth.

It's not for everyone, but I absolutely love fics that feature characters with other people in ways that tell you something about the characters' feelings about somebody else. In this fic, Rio's fucking one of his childhood friends, but it's all about Beth really, and the way both Rio and the OC negotiate that is really compelling writing, and feels so in character for Rio. I really love it.

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Rio dreams of her that night, again. It’s irritatingly pedestrian – Elizabeth’s kissing him deep and then, ah, suddenly his gun’s in her hand and she shoots him, with a double encore. It’s always variations on the same futile theme. When he wakes it’s not that he’s freaked, unaware of reality or his whereabouts. But he’s been soaked in anger for so long. He can’t think straight, not on her. It’s honestly terrifying. Cos stubbornly keeping his head on right is – that’s him. Maybe her entire raison d’etre is destroying every single one of his attributes though.

He ain’t sure if his subconscious is desperately screaming that he’s made the wrong move, letting her live. Or if it’s the total opposite. Could be fucking neither. It’s not – it’s not getting any easier. And that main reason for not biting the bullet, that he’d be mad as hell for being mad as hell at himself over killing her, it's not smelling any less idiotic.

Climbing up the Walls by s_t_c_s / @sothischickshe 8k words. Explicit. Beth x Rio. S3 canon divergence.

Another canon divergence from 2.13 and an interpretation of how s3 could've gone, and another one I really love. There's a throughline of chaotic frustration to this fic that rings true to Rio's character for me, and the way that that reverberates through his moments not just with Beth, but alone and with other women, feels really textured and interesting and real. It's pretty great.

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[taki118]

Go Watch the Venture Brothers

So just heard the complete and utter Bullshit news that Adult Swim has cancelled one of (if not the best shows) they have the Venture Bros. This series is one of those shows that for WHATEVER reason never got to the level of fandom Rick and Morty has even though they’ve been at the genre parody game longer and in my opinion better. 

The series is about Rusty Venture former boy adventurer and failing super scientist who in an attempt to keep his head above water in debt goes around with his two boys Hank and Dean, and bodyguard Brock on misadventues while various legal archnemisis go after him, such as the Monarch. 

So if you never watched or never heard of this 7 season series let me give you a break down on why you should, 

1) Art Style & Animation

Venture bros is one of those rare Adult aimed animated series that that really truly tries to utilize their medium to the best of their abilities. Season 1 had like such a small budget and corners had to be cut so it can be a little hard to watch at times. 

But with each passing season they get a little better, a little more fluid, go just a little harder and it truly feels rewarding to watch. Like seeing an artist you follow online improve over the years. Like they COULD have stayed with the choppy and stiff animation from season 1 it fit right in with its fellow adult animated shows but it didn’t. They strove for quality to have something that matched the story they were telling.

2) The Writing 

Venture Bros has some of the tightest and consistently great writing of ANY serialized show I’ve seen, adult, animated or other wise. Wanna know why? Cause it’s all done by TWO people (save for like one ep each season where one other person is allowed to touch their baby). Yeah TWO people and they work their asses off every season to interject, humor, refrences, parody, plot and character development in equal measure. 

3) Character Development

Um yes in case you were wondering that’s right an adult animated show has CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT  that holds as the series goes on. Not to give spoilers but characters will go through changes in alignment, relationships will develop and change, some characters will go through negative arcs where they are straight up unbareable for a season before coming out the other side even better than they were before. There is no end of epsiode or even end of season reset. Characters, settings, and dynamics all change over the course of the show and it feels just so god damn good.

4) Story Development 

Just like the characters the story of the Venture Bros grows and changes each season. Things that are set up even as early as season one are paid off as the series goes on. Like not to be that bitch but you know how RIck and Morty teases an overarching plot ALL THE TIME but like will often just spit in the face of fans hoping for more than like one episode a season addressing it? Yeahhhhhhh that doesnt happen here, fans are consistently rewarded for putting the time in to rewatch and really think about what happened in the series. Characters that are seen in the background or are just referenced by other characters will be brought in to be recurring characters, things that start off as a small detail or gag will be given larger relevance and each time they do this you get that “OH I remember that from last season! So thats what it was!” The writers WANT you to rewatch, they WANT you to analyze and they WANT you to theorize, and they give you a show that gives back the time you put in.

5) Parody & Reference 

This series does a great thing with parody. They make real characters  who are just as enjoyable as the characters they parody, they make story lines that both poke fun at the absurdity of the media but shows the writers love for it. So often parody and references are just used to mock the thing but with Venture Bros you feel the love and care so when you know the thing being parodied you can laugh but feel good about laughing cause they are never laughing at a thing maybe you cared for in your youth but rather laughing with it.

And it’s never just one thing. When they parody a thing its often layered with other things to make it even more unique. Scooby-Doo is overlayed with famous criminals, Laura Croft is mixed Dr. Quinn Medicine Woman, GI Joe is given the look of the Village People and so on. They never go for the easy joke or reference. Hell theres an episode that starts with them reciting the lyrics to David Bowies Space Oddity for really no reason other than they could. They weave these things in naturally with their setting and characters so nothing feels out of place. Like if you dont catch a reference or parody you dont feel like “I think this isa reference to something?” like a LOT of things do not just adult animated shows. You arent taken out of the moment cause it all feels so natural. 

6) The Characters 

God damn these characters, I could go on for hours about these characters. From main to one off these are some of the most likeable characters you can find. I mean it when I say I can’t think of a single character I wish they had cut cause they are all so well created. Even the ones I hate i have fun hating cause they were made to be that way. I’ll be good though I’ll only talk about my absolute top faves.

- The Monarchs

You ever sit and wish villain couples could have functional  healthy relationships? Well look no further than Malcom Fitzcarraldo aka The Monarch and Dr. Shelia Girlfriend (yes that is her last name). The Monarch is a high strung impulsive saturday morning cartoon villain whos tendency to over react is only matched by his unspecified hatred of Dr. Venture. And Dr. G is his nonsense partner in crime who will cut a bitch if they don’t play by their admittedly weird rules. Both characters are great on their own but are better together. Though that doesnt mean they always get along. Like a real couple they have their ups and downs they fight, break up, make-up and grow stronger in their relationship with each season. 

- Shore Leave

Ok ok so I want you to imagine James Bond, mixed with GI Joe simmering in a cocktail of the most flamboyant gay men you have ever seen and you have one of my favorite gay characters/characters in general. Shore Leave is a member of OSI (the shows SHEILD/GI Joe parody organization) he’s loud, brash, flippant, sassy and highly competent at his job loving every second of getting to beat bad guys down within an inch of their life. I love seeing him play off the stoic Brock and the two have this great brotherly dynamic that’s never called into question. He also gets to have a very cute romance with Al the Alchemist (who is also great). I could talk about this man all day.

- Dr. Rusty Venture

They did such a good job with this man. He’s a self serving, sexist, perverted, whinny, self important asshole and yet you feel pity and genuine sympathy for him and want him to succeed. You can see how Dr. V was given a raw deal by his father who seemed to care more about his adventures than his sons well being and how this molded him into the bitter man he is today, but on the flip side you can see where he chose to use that as a crutch for his worst behaviors and impulses. Seeing him slowly grow and change and be an actual good father to his boys while all the while still be a giant dick is actually really great. 

- Dr. Byron Orpheus 

Ahhhhh Dr. Orpheus part Dr. Strange Parody part busybody stay at home dad, he’s just such a delight. Dr. Orpheus is a divorcee, with an unfulfilling job of maintaining order to the cosmos (which isnt as hard as one might think), and uses his magical ablities in ways most of us would (ie menial tasks and home chores). Overly dramatic and affectionate Dr. O is a delight whenever he appears, but he’s at his best around his daughter and old friends The Order of the Triad. 

Again I can go on but all these characters ranging from main to recurring are crafted with the utmost care for you to want to see them succeed or fail, to see them again even if you know it’ll never happen, and want them to cross paths with other characters. 

The Venture Bros is one of those series that I will ALWAYS recommend even to the pickiest of humor tastes. But if you don’t believe its as good as I said or don’t think the concept is to your tastes I’ll recommend a few eps that I think best show off the base idea of the series without giving much away. In terms of plot and spoilers, though somethings wont make a lot of sense. 

- S1 ep10 "Tag Sale – You're It!" - Dr. V is having a yard sale so of course all manner of costumed weirdos show up.  - S2 ep5 "Twenty Years to Midnight" - basically a fetch quest around the world to save the planet with daddy issues - S3 ep2 "The Doctor Is Sin" - Again daddy issues but with one of the best recurring characters and a great showcase of the series deeper emotional plots - S4 ep6 "Self-Medication" - Really embraces the parody as Rusty goes to a former boy adventurer support group.  Anyway the show is 7 seasons with 80 episodes, please go watch it. I will never forgive @adultswim​ for cancelling what was to be their final season. And in closing GO TEAM VENTURE!

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[ynscrazylife]

Hey, I thought I'd switch things up & ask for a Lena Luthor x Reader. This completely ignores Crisis & set around S3. Also, let's pretend Lena knows Kara is SG. Reader is from E1 & is a metahuman who works on Team Arrow. Reader comes to E38 to help Kara & the DEO. Please & Thanks.

Yes! I love love love Lena

Falling For You Fast

Summary: Due to multiverse threats to Earth-38, Team Arrow sends Y/N, a Metahuman with solar energy related powers, to help out the DEO and Supergirl. There, she meets someone she’s interested in, Lena Luthor.

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Lena Luthor nearly spit out her coffee - which would have been very unprofessional - when she saw a new woman she had seen before enter the room, for she was stunning. She was practically glowing - and in the world Lena lived in, she wouldn’t be surprised if the woman did glow. She had gorgeous (Y/H/C) hair and was wearing  . . . a Team Arrow suit? 

Lena leaned forward in her seat, remembering the logo on the suit. Since she began helping out at the DOE, Kara had told her about Team Arrow in Earth-1. Was Team Arrow here? Was this woman a member of it? 

“Y/N!” Kara’s chirpy voice drew the businesswoman from her thoughts, and it took Lena a moment to realize that Kara was addressing the new woman. The brunette smiled as she sipped more of her coffee, marveling at how pretty the name was. “I’m so glad you’re here.” 

Kara pulled Y/N into a hug and Lena stood up from her seat. When Y/N pulled back, she had the biggest smile on her face and she and Lena briefly caught each other’s eye, causing the usual composed woman to nearly fall back in her chair. 

God, Y/N was charming. 

“Everyone, this is Y/N. She’s a Metahuman from Earth-1 and is here to help us with our latest multiverse threats here - basically people from other universes attacking this Earth - who knows why. Y/N has solar manipulation and energy manipulation. Our powers are a tiny bit similar, but the good thing is that if I give hurt, Y/N can give me the solar energy I need to heal. Now . . . introduce yourselves and I’ll go see where the latest attack is from,” Kara explained before walking off to meet with Alex and J’onn. 

The whole group stood up to meet Y/N. Lena, however, lingered back. She waited until everyone else had finished to talk up to her, wanting to engage in a longer conversation than just introductions and saying hello. 

“Hello. I’m Lena Luthor,” Lena said, reaching out her hand for Y/N to shake, which Y/N did. When their hands came in contact, butterflies swarmed Lena’s stomach. 

“I”m Y/N - Y/N Y/L/N,” Y/N said, a big grin on her face, until she giggle and looked down. 

“What?” Lena asked, suddenly uneasy. Had she done something?! 

“Nothing, nothing . . . I’m sorry. It’s just - I giggle around pretty women,” she said, rushing the last part, and giggled again as a blush overcame her features. 

Lena’s eyes widened and she smiled, shocked but happy about what she heard. They continued talking for the next couple hours, mostly casual with some occasional small flirts as they did their work. That was until Kara needed Y/N for a mission and Lena had to stay behind to work on something for the lab. 

While Y/N was excited to go on a mission, Lena couldn't deny her sadness. They had been making progress and Lena was already falling for her. Not to mention her worry that sprung from it - what if Y/N got hurt? 

She busied herself in the lab with the reassurance that she made Winn promise to give her updates if anything happened. However - Winn didn’t keep it. 

When Lena left the lab she was shocked and concerned to see James helping a struggling and exhausted Y/N to medical. “What happened?!” Lena demanded, rushing over to help James with Y/N, directing her question at Kara who was following them. 

“’Mm fine,” Y/N slurred from pain, leaning against Lena and putting almost all her weight on her so James had to just pick her up and carry her. 

The Kryptonian seemed to have a guilty look on her face as she followed the trio. “Y/N healed me with her solar energy but because she was distracted she got hurt by someone with powers and they got away,” the blonde explained. 

Lena’s hands tightened info fists, unable to contain her anger that Y/N was hurt and it was because of Kara, even if she knew it wasn’t directly Kara’s fault. She tried to calm down but her anger wasn’t mixing well with her worry, and the only thing that soothed her was when James had laid Y/N in a medical bed and the doctor on-hand informed them that she’d be okay, only exhausted.

Lena sat at Y/N’s beside. Despite only knowing her for a couple hours, she had become protective, and refused to leave her side, watching Y/N in case she woke up and needed anything. The woman was so focussed that she didn't even notice that Y/N had woken up until she said something. 

“Lena . . .?” Y/N said tiredly, eyes clouded with confusion. 

The Luthor barely fell out of her chair from the surprise. “Y/N! You’re awake! How are you feeling?” She asked hurriedly, glancing over at her to see if she had any visible injuries or was in pain - which she wasn’t. 

“I’ll be okay,” Y/N murmured, looking around. “You know . . . You’re really pretty and nice.” 

Lena's lips formed into a small smile, extremely excited on the inside but, on the outside, she knew this was probably the exhaustion in Y/N talking. Nonetheless, she replied with: “Thank you, so are you.”

“Wanna go on a date?” Y/N asked quietly, closing her eyes. 

Lena put her hand over her mouth to cover her smile and to prevent her from letting out a high-pitched squeal. She had been wishing for that ever since she met Y/N and got to know her. “You have no idea how much I would,” Lena murmured, leaning back into her seat.

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[venfx]

magnus fic roundup

as tma comes to a close, i thought i'd post some of my favorite fics to come out of this fandom. most of these are classics, listed in no particular order.

A Weather In The Flesh by @cuttoothed​ | 3K | S1-S4 | Jon/Martin | Complete

"There is a span of years where Jon doesn’t touch anyone other than the occasional hand shake. It’s not so bad. He’s never been someone who’s needed physical affection."

Jon has never been any good at making people want to stick around.

↳ this is such a well-done exploration of jon’s character and his relationship with touch, and i’ve re-read it at least five times. sweet and sad and phenomenally well-written.

in the chillest land and on the strangest sea by imperfectcircle, singlecrow | 20K | Safehouse, S1-S4 | Jon & Daisy, Jon/Martin | Complete

Jon remembers a statement he read years ago given by a Jesuit priest, who said that the shortest prayer he knew was, just, fuck it, as in fuck it; it's in God's hands. He takes Daisy's hand and trails on after her.

or; hope is a thing with feathers.

↳ hey, you wanna fuckin..... feel things? read this.

The Magnus Institute vs the 21st Century: a series of emails and IMs by shinyopals | 26K | Series | S3 | Pre-Jon/Martin | Complete

The Magnus Institute hires a Data Protection Officer. He sets about diligently booking in meetings, writing policy documents, and training all the staff in the importance of confidentiality. Now if only he could get hold of the Head Archivist, who seems to have vanished again...

(Jon is only trying to save the world, but apparently some people think he should still be doing his day job.)

↳ i’d be surprised to find people who haven’t read this series, but it’s the definition of “the magnus archives is a workplace comedy”. also, alasdair stuart has actually read some clips of this on Twitch, so that’s a fun bonus.

Bell, Book, and Candle by yellow_caballero | 102K | Series | S3 into S4 | Jon/Martin | Complete 

In accordance with the Ride or Die Pact of 2009, Jonathan Sims can call upon Georgie Barker at any time for aid with no strings attached. Despite their rocky history, their childhood friendship, and Jon’s barely recovered alcoholism, this pact is sacred and must be upheld.

Georgie Barker may regret this. She may regret it when she discovers that the world is full of monsters and eldritch gods and dickhead managers. She may regret it when a punk rocker who should be dead collapses on their doorstep, a teenager again who needs their help. She may regret it when her stupid ex-boyfriend starts selling his soul for knowledge and the ability to keep his new family safe.

But she probably won’t. Georgie isn’t scared of anything - not a Clown’s apocalypse, not the apocalypse that Jon is destined to begin, and not Jon’s own loss of humanity.

Maybe she should be.

↳ if you’re looking for an everyone-lives-no-one-dies-happy-ending fic that also happens to be massively chaotic, look no further. 

The Reverb in These Holy Halls by @wolftraps​ | 98K | AU, S1-S4 | Jon/Martin | Complete

Undoing the apocalypse would have been enough for Jon, if all his people survived. Without them, Jon's only recourse is making it so it never happened in the first place. He's going to do better this time.

↳ quintessential time travel AUs. plot-wise, i feel like these can be difficult to write, but op does a fantastic job of tying things together in a way that makes sense. plus, it’s just fun to read.

jon sims v the nhs by @thoughtsbubble​ | 12K | Series | S3 | Complete

Joan Bright has a new patient. He's carrying an old tape recorder and is covered head to toe in scars. Jonathan Sims looks dangerous, but Dr Bright has dealt with all sorts of atypical individuals. She has no reason to be nervous.

Right?

↳ if you’ve ever thought “hey, jon should probably go to therapy”, then 1) you’re absolutely right and 2) this is... probably what would’ve happened. prior knowledge of The Bright Sessions is not required. also, apparently, this fic is written by the showrunner of The Underwood Collection? wild.

Family, Found by Dribbledscribbles | 9K | S4 | Complete

It’s Basira who catches onto it.

The collective shift that seems to come over them when heading in or out of the Institute. Not just the oppressive sensation of being observed, their every move catalogued for the voyeuristic cravings of some unseen Eye(s). That feeling remained with them even when they left the Institute these days, but it was always stronger inside its walls. That wasn’t the change. Nor was it the point.

The point was: making life worse for Jonathan Sims.

↳ i think being part of the avengers fandom circa 2012 has given me permanent found-family-trope brainrot, but you know what. jonathan sims can have a little happiness, as a treat. 

Road to Damascus by @titanfalling​ | 107K | Series | S4 | Jon & Tim | Complete

n. an important moment of insight, typically one that leads to a dramatic transformation of attitude or belief

Or, in which Tim becomes an avatar for the end of all things.

↳ tim dies and then he doesn’t. there is catharsis and world building. just....read it.

Come, Change Your Ring With Me by @backofthebookshelf​ | 29K | S3 | Peter/Jon, Jon/Martin, Peter/Elias | Complete

The Lukases demand the Archivist marry into the family, and the Institute relies on them too much to say no. Peter is smug. Elias is fuming. Martin is suffering. Jon thinks this might be tolerable if only Peter would hurry up and leave him alone already.

OR, the soap opera we call an Archives revolves around Peter Lukas this time.

↳ superb evil-bastards-in-love content, feat. martin pining, tim being obnoxious, and jon being... well, tired, mostly. i will literally never get tired of how op writes peter. 

creatures that i briefly move along by @dotsayers​ | 16K | Series | AU, Post-S4 | background Jon/Martin 

Mr Sims was so weird, was the thing. Miss Grant always said calling people weird was rude, and Anna sort of agreed, but she didn’t know what other word to use to describe Mr Sims.

He’d only been in with the class for a few days, really, and half of that he just sat at the back listening, but that didn’t stop her from making a swift judgement. 5BG had had student teachers before, back when they were 3ST, and they’d been uniformly normal.

Mr Sims was… actually, Anna had a better adjective. He was interesting.

↳ i just.... love teacher!jon fics. this series delivers. 

Once Bitten by @apatheticbutterflies | 1K | S4 | Jon & Daisy | Complete

Jon Sims has always been a jumpy kind of guy. Nervous. Twitchy. Daisy used to think it meant he was guilty. Turns out he was. Just not of what she’d thought.

Daisy learns how to peel an orange.

↳ daisy and jon’s relationship is an example of an instance where i’m happy to say “fuck what you wrote mr. jonny ‘chocolate torte of tragedy’ sims, i want them to be friends”.

pins and needles by mutterandmumble | 13K | S1-S4 | Complete

He’s got a reputation to uphold anyways; an uptight, rigid reputation that dictates the way that he interacts and functions and is such an integral part of him that he can’t let go of it anytime soon. He likes his safety nets. He likes his contingencies. He likes his privacy, and everything around this place right down to the walls seems to have ears, so he’ll stay tight-lipped up to and beyond the threat of death.

He’s good at that.

In which Jon takes up embroidery and bumbles through life the best that he can.

↳ out of all the introspective jon pieces i’ve read (and there are many), this one stands out. maybe it’s the symbolism or the characterisation, or maybe it’s the fact that i have an embroidery kit lurking in the back of my closet along with a hundred other half-pursued hyperfixations. whatever. this is excellent.

sleeping in by @ivelostmyspectacles | 5K | S2 | Jon/Tim | Complete

“Who are you trying to convince?”

Jon gives up, letting his head sag against Tim’s shoulder. “I don’t know.”

aka Elias gets tired of Jon and Tim's bickering, sends them away for a "team-building" weekend trip, and is sure to book them a room with only one bed

↳ this has everything you’d need from a “oh no there’s only one bed” fic. someone please get these men therapy.

if you try, sometimes (you get what you knead) by @ajcrawly​ | 3.5K | S1-S4 | Jon/Martin, Tim/Sasha | Complete

It starts with an abundance of boeuf bourguignon and ends up as a team tradition.

Food and love in uncertain times.

↳ more found family fic, this time with a diverse og!archival staff and food as a metaphor for love. hurt in all the right ways. made me hungry in the process.

#tried to keep this shortish but i might just make a part 2 #people in this fandom are crazy talented #tma #the magnus archives #tma fic recs #fic recs #long post #txt #mine

[acenancy]

The Ace x Nancy x Tamura of It All

I’m here as a hardcore Nace shipper (see the URL) to throw my two cents into the Ace x Nancy x Tamura discussion.

Some of you straight up hate Tamura and that’s cool, I get it, no judgement, but I personally like him a lot as a character. And I LOVE the connection he and Nancy have. Their repartee is entertaining, they share a passion for solving mysteries which is key to being Nancy’s friend, and their very different life experiences help balance each other out. 

You know, since one of them is grounded in reality and the other is navigating through life in a supernaturally charged hellmouth.

That being said, I hope they grow closer during S3 WITHOUT becoming explicitly romantic. And I think that may be exactly what happens! At most, I think that while solving magical mysteries, Nancy and Tamura will engage in a fun little flirtationship  that will lead to genuine friendship. His partnership with Nancy would be solidified this way as well as his honorary membership to the Drew Crew. This could serve three purposes: 

Forcing Tamura to accept the supernatural elements of Horseshoe Bay, thus weaving him more intricately into the plot.

Creating tension between Nancy and Ace 😏

Exploring and adding depth to whatever sort of relationship they’re trying to establish between Tamura and Ace.

I see all of this playing out fairly simply: while Nick and George are busy juggling real life and a wedding, while Bess devotes her time and energy into researching her family history and finding love, and while Ace prioritizes Amanda, Nancy finds herself without proper backup. So! Perhaps unintentionally, Nancy gravitates to Tamura. There's crimes and mysteries to be solved and since her friends are not fully available to her, who better to turn to than the guy who’s job it is to investigate these things? And so begins the Nancy and Tamura buddy cop comedy that is both dreaded and highly anticipated depending on what social media outlet you’re using.

Though let me repeat: BUDDY COP. 

I really don’t think we’re going to have an Ed and Lorraine Warren situation on our hands with these two. Truly, if the S2 finale is anything to go by, I think S3 will allow Nancy to grow into herself outside of a romantic or sexual relationship. She’s not running from herself and into someone else’s bed anymore. She’s embracing and learning to love herself. I’d even go so far as to say Nancy’s love interest next season will be...Nancy lmao. 

As for Tamura, if they decide to give him a romantic interest, I think they would either have his ex-fiancée reenter the picture or maybe even do him dirty and stick him with Temperance for plot reasons. A doomed Tamura x Temperance romance would actually be fun to see, in my opinion, and would be a great way to open Tamura’s eyes to the supernatural. That’s just me spit-balling, though. Whether it’s because of Temperance or not, I think Tamura is finally going to have to accept ghosts and witches and magic are real this season. It’s just a requirement for working with Nancy Drew.

MOST IMPORTANTLY, we have to address the Nace of it all. Sorry to Tamura but I do believe you’re being used as an obstacle in True Love’s way next season. I think fandom’s general consensus is that the more time Nancy and Tamura spend together, romantic or not, the more jealous Ace will become. While I agree, I think Ace’s jealousy will stem from somewhere a little deeper than just seeing Nancy with another guy. 

Take Gil, for example. Ace was sort of jealous of Gil, but more than anything he was wary of him and concerned for Nancy’s wellbeing when she was with him. Unlike Ace, Gil never had anything to offer Nancy except for sex and a getaway car. He sure as hell was never her number one person. In fact, he wasn’t even Nancy’s number five person. There was never a reason for Ace to be envious of him.

Tamura, on the other hand, can prove to be just as much of an equal to Nancy as Ace is. As chief/lead detective, he also has power and influence that Ace and Nancy do not, and access to people and resources that Ace does not have (unless he can hack into them). Tamura can help Nancy bend and break the law without consequence if need be, too. And, although naive in regards to the mystics of Horseshoe Bay, he is just as smart as Nancy and has, on the rare occasion, even been one step ahead of her. Tamura is an asset, to say the least. Together, he and Nancy make a formidable duo.

That’s what will make Ace jealous. More than the prospect of romance between Nancy and Tamura, I think that Nancy finding another intellectual match is what will rub Ace the wrong way. They’ll find themselves at a brief moment in time where Nancy will turn to Tamura for assistance before anyone, including Ace, and Ace will realize he absolutely hates that someone who is not him is Nancy’s partner in crime now.

Maybe Nancy won’t notice, but Ace will probably realize his love for her is not of the philia sort. I’m sure Amanda also will. And? Maybe Tamura will see it too.

Which brings me to one of my favorite dynamics of the show: Ace and Tamura’s.

I’m not gonna sit here and spin my crazy conspiracy theory that they’re brothers. Though that idea will always hold a special place in my heart, slowly but surely I am accepting that Ace’s long lost brother really is Grant. I’m being a total grownup about it. I swear.

Nevertheless, I do think they’ve been trying to build some kind of relationship between Ace and Tamura since before Tamura even met Nancy. What sort of relationship? God, I wish I knew.

They meet each other first, which doesn’t necessarily mean a lot, but it’s worth noting that they’re on each other’s funny little shit lists before Nancy even enters Tamura’s picture. It’s also Ace and Ace alone that hears from McGuinness that Tamura will be replacing him in the same episode. Then, of course, we have that crazy Shabbat dinner in 2x03 that exacerbates their antagonistic relationship further. Then there’s their snarky banter and all of those totally unnecessary side-by-side shots of them saving Noah in 2x10. Apart from Nancy, Ace is the only member of the Drew Crew that we’ve seen Tamura develop a real connection with, even if it is an unfriendly one. And, as of now, their relationship doesn’t even have anything to do with Nancy.

So where are the writers going with this hilarious and hostile bond between Ace and Tamura? Has all of this really just been buildup for a romantic rivalry? Hey, maybe! I really can’t figure out another reason why the writers have gone out of their way to create their dynamic since the Brother Theory has been disproven. But something tells me this may be the beginning of a beautiful friendship.

And when I say “this”, I mean Tamura taking a step back from Nancy once he realizes he may just be filling in the love of her life’s shoes. Because that’s where I think all of this is going. Not necessarily anywhere romantic between Nancy and Tamura, but somewhere more friendly between Tamura and everyone.

At the end of it all, Tamura is going to finally embrace the supernatural, he’s going to become an ally to Nancy, Ace, and the rest of the Drew Crew, and, when the timing is right, he’s going to hop onboard the Nace ship with the rest of us. 

I HOPE.

Side note: this is just where my head is at. I truly respect all of your opinions and ask that you respect mine too. If you agree with what I’ve said and want to talk, let’s talk! If you disagree and want to talk, we can talk too! Please, just don’t get nasty with me. This is a television show about fictional characters at the end of the day, and I am a real person. Much love to you all. ❤️

#nancy drew cw #nace #namura #abe tamura

[theghostofashton]

You like Sam Evans don’t you? And Mike Chang? And Blaine Anderson? I’d love to see you write a sort of screen filler about their friendship dynamics season 3. You know, to help spread the positivity.

hi anon! thank you so much for this! you didn't specify when in s3 you wanted this set, so i decided to go with 3x17, after blaine's solo, but before kurt's. i hope you like it! :)

“Blaine, c’mon man, will you please stop? Just hear me out, okay?”

Sam hears Mike’s voice from outside of the weight area and quickens his pace. He doesn’t know exactly what’s going on, but given that angry number Blaine performed in the choir room, and the horrified look on Kurt’s face throughout, coupled with, this song is for anyone that’s ever been cheated on, he has a pretty good guess.

The first thing he notices when he joins Blaine and Mike in the weight area is the way Blaine is going to town on the punching bag. He’s panting and breathing hard as he hits it, showing no signs of letting up. Mike continues his steady stream of pleas, but it seems like Blaine doesn’t even hear him.

“Oh, thank god.” Mike’s eyes are on him now. “Maybe having both of us here will get through to him.”

“I can hear you, you know,” Blaine grounds out, through gritted teeth.

“It might be cool to hear what Mike’s gotta say,” Sam offers. “He’s just trying to help.”

“I don’t need help,” Blaine mutters. “I need you both to leave me alone. I’m not in the mood.”

Sam exchanges a glance with Mike, shuffling his feet a bit. On one hand, he knows that Mike is just trying to help, and what he wants to say probably will. But on the other…sometimes when you say you need space, you really need space.

“How ‘bout this, dude?” Sam says. “Ten minutes. You beat the hell out of that bag for the next ten minutes, then you come talk to us, ‘kay?”

Blaine goes quiet, considering it for a few moments. Eventually, he nods, and turns back to the punching bag.

“Let’s give him some space.”

Mike follows him into the locker area and they sit down on the bench in the middle of the two rows. Sam looks at him, waiting for him to say something, hoping this was the right move and he didn’t just make everything a lot worse.

“What, uh…what even happened?” He tries, after a few minutes of silence.

Mike blows out a long breath and shakes his head. “I don’t know, man. Honestly. From my understanding, Kurt’s been texting this guy, and it’s gotten a little…flirty. Blaine found out, and he got really upset, but Kurt doesn’t think he did anything wrong.”

“Is that cheating?” Sam asks, remembering what Blaine said in the choir room.

“I dunno.”

Sam thinks back to last year, when Quinn was cheating on him with Finn. He wonders if he would have been upset if they were just flirting over text.

Yeah, he would’ve been.

Maybe not as upset, but he definitely would’ve been hurt by it. Much like the hurt Blaine is probably feeling right now.

“…that Kurt feels really bad about it,” Mike is saying. “In Schue’s class, earlier, he was telling us about this number he was up late practicing last night, that he wants to sing to Blaine.”

“What song?”

Mike shrugs. “He didn’t say, but he seemed really sure about it.”

Sam looks up at the clock as things lapse into silence again. He isn’t sure if Blaine will remember their deal, or if he’ll even care to show up. Sam knows what it’s like to be pissed, to want to be alone and not bothered by people trying to make you feel better, but this all feels like a really big misunderstanding.

Kurt and Blaine don’t fight. He hasn’t seen them fight once, since they’ve been dating. Even last year, when everything was crazy and people thought he and Kurt were hooking up in secret. He asked Kurt about it, hoped it wouldn’t have caused any problems between him and Blaine, or, best case scenario, that the rumor didn’t even get to him. Kurt had smiled easily and shaken his head, promised that everything was totally fine between himself and Blaine. I told him right away, Kurt admitted. I didn’t want him finding out from someone else. And when I explained everything, he understood. We’re okay, Sam. Promise.

Sam had breathed easier, after that, the last inkling of worry evaporating when he saw Blaine at prom. The other boy looked at him like nothing was ever wrong. And Sam was so grateful to put the incident behind them.

Eventually, Blaine does join them, sweaty and breathing hard. His hair has started to break free of the gel, little ringlets visible around his forehead. He’s tugged a sweatshirt on over his white tank top and taken off his boxing gloves.

Blaine looks expectantly at Mike, taking a seat beside them on the bench.

“I think you should hear Kurt out,” Mike says. Blaine immediately opens his mouth to respond, and Mike holds a hand up. “Wait, listen. I’m not saying he was right, or that you should forgive him, or any of that. I just think you should talk to him.”

“Yeah, dude,” Sam says. “He was sayin’ the other night that he feels like you keep disappearing on him.”

“Disappearing?” Blaine looks up, wide-eyed. “I didn’t- I don’t…did he really say that?”

“I think he just meant like, you’ve been kinda quiet.” Sam winces inwardly, wishing he hadn’t revealed that bit of information. He doesn’t have any idea what Kurt was thinking when he said it, and he’s gonna freak Blaine out for probably no reason, and make this all so much worse…

Blaine shakes his head, dropping it down and avoiding both of their gazes. “I don’t- I figured he’d talk to me about it. Not- not do…this.”

“He should’ve,” Mike says. “You’re right. But I feel like you both need to talk. And really hear each other.”

“Yeah, you can’t let this ruin you guys,” Sam says. “What you have is too good.”

“I’ve known Kurt for over two years, and I’ve never seen him as happy as you make him,” Mike agrees. “You guys are something, Blaine. Something really special. You can’t give that up.”

“Thanks, guys,” Blaine replies. “I just…I’m so scared. With him graduating and leaving for New York and all…” His voice is thick, and his eyes are shiny. “I’m scared of what’s going to happen to us. I don’t want to lose him.”

“I get that, believe me,” Mike says. “Tina’s been worried about it too. And it’s gonna be hard, but I think it’ll be harder if you try to pretend it’s not happening.”

Sam nods.

“All he talks about anymore is New York,” Blaine mumbles. “And NYADA. And I’m really happy for him, of course, but it’s really sinking in that he’s going to be gone next year.”

“Have you ever told him that?”

“No.”

“You should,” Sam says. “How’s he supposed ta help if you don’t tell him what’s wrong?”

“I don’t think he can help. It feels like this is just what’s going to happen, and I have to be ready for it.”

Mike shrugs. “You might be surprised. A little birdie told me that he’s planning to sing something to you in glee club this afternoon. Might clue you in on how he really feels.”

“And it’s Whitney week, so it’s gonna be something good.”

Blaine sighs. “Yeah…I guess you guys are right. We definitely need to talk about everything. He’s right, too. I have been kind of distancing myself a little…”

“’Course we are, dude.” Sam gets to his feet and holds out a hand to Blaine. “C’mon, let’s go shoot a few hoops before the period’s over.”

As they follow Sam out the locker room door, Mike looks over at Blaine with a smile. “You guys are gonna be okay. I just know it.”

Blaine meets his eyes. “I hope so.”

#again thank you sm anon! :) #requests are always open! #writing mike had me annoyed all over again at how dirty the writers did him tbh #they could've given him so many more storylines and explored his friendships and i really don't know why they didn't #anyway in my head these three are besties <3 #mike chang #sam evans #blaine anderson #glee #glee fanfiction #neha writes