#settling wavelengths series

[brucewaynehater101]

I see Duke vibe checking and it’s sorta like with a dog, Duke likes everyone, so if he doesn’t like you, the bats are gonna believe him.

person chilling with the Wayne kids. Duke later “I don’t know, I don’t really like them? Something’s off” and the rest of the bats put immediate suspicion on the person.

I do like the idea of Duke, who's typically friendly, declaring someone failed the vibe check. The fact this comes from Duke causes the Bats to instantly be wary. This could especially be the case if the person passed other Bats vibes check.

For the others, people failing their vibe checks makes sense.

Damian, Jason, and Bruce typically fall on a "distrust before trust" wavelength. Damian and Jason fall on threats while Bruce, in civilian identity, will resort to annoying them with Brucie or weaseling info out of them. Batman threatens.

Cass can usually sus out intent.

Babs runs a very very through background check on people before trusting them (she has varying levels of checks based on what she needs to trust them for).

Dick seems very friendly, but his trust is hard to actually earn. The person usually doesn't know they aren't trusted until they actually are trusted.

Steph employs a series of checks for a person (questions, behaviors, opinions, etc.) to see if they pass the vibes.

Tim, if he were by himself, would combine Babs and Steph's approach. When he's with the others (and trusts their work), he typically has a good feel for betrayal. It's in his bones.

Duke doesn't have that built in suspicion the others do. He's still a bit new to the scene (after two years of being a vigilante, one settles into the paranoia and rapidly changing circumstances). So Duke, who shouldn't have a sus meter, pinging some guy as sus is concerning. Even more so if the guy passed all other checks. In that case, what does Duke, an outgoing and nice person, see in the guy that passed all other vibe checks?

#dc comics #dc universe #tim drake #jason todd #bruce wayne #dick grayson #damian wayne #barbara gordon #steph brown #cass wayne #duke thomas

[cheesemonky]

Chapter 4: Leave My Heart For Scraps

Pairing: bsf!hyunjin x reader (college au)

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Word count: 1.7k

Summary: Boys come and go, but you don't know how long this has been going on. You date, you break up and then you're running back to your best friend for support. Little do you know, it's more than support he wants to give.

The afternoon air was crisp, and the sunlight painted a warm glow on the bustling street. But there was still that lingering sense of irritation from the morning. As you entered, the aroma of freshly brewed coffee filled the air, and you spotted Yeonjun sitting at a corner table, engrossed in his textbooks.

"Hey!" he greeted with a bright smile, his eyes lighting up as he saw you approaching. You returned the smile, the tension from the previous day's events slowly dissipating. As you settled down and opened your books, there was an unspoken agreement to focus on the task at hand — studying. The study session progressed smoothly. Yeonjun proved to be an excellent study partner, and you found yourself immersed in the material. Between discussions of coursework and shared laughter over study-related jokes, the atmosphere became increasingly comfortable.

As the day unfolded, you couldn't help but appreciate the stark difference in dynamics between Hyunjin and Yeonjun. The simplicity of your interactions with Yeonjun felt like a breath of fresh air, a departure from the complex web of emotions that had defined your recent experiences. During a break, Yeonjun looked up from his notes, a thoughtful expression on his face.

"Hey, do you want to go on a proper date sometime?" he asked, his words hanging in the air. The question caught you by surprise. Was Hyunjin right? Could you be getting yourself into a risky relationship again? The question hung in the air, and for a moment, time seemed to slow. You looked into Yeonjun's eyes, recognizing the genuine intent behind his words. Part of you wanted to say yes because he was such a nice person. Another part of you wanted to accept just to spite your best friend.

"Yeah," you replied, a smile forming on your lips. "I'd like that." Yeonjun's face lit up with a grin.

"Awesome! How about this weekend? We can grab dinner or do something fun — whatever you're in the mood for."

“Sounds great.”

The anticipation for the weekend date with Yeonjun lingered in the back of your mind as the week progressed. The simplicity and genuineness of your interactions with him were a welcome change from the complexities that had defined your recent experiences. Yet, there was a small voice within, echoing Hyunjin’s words of concern. Could you be diving into something new too quickly? As the weekend approached, you decided to set aside those doubts, determined to enjoy the evening ahead.

Yeonjun arrived at your date with a casual charm, a smile playing on his lips as he greeted you. The two of you decided to start the evening with dinner at a cosy restaurant known for its delicious cuisine. The atmosphere was light, filled with laughter and easy conversation. It felt as if you were getting to know each other on a deeper level, beyond just classmates or study buddies. After dinner, the evening spiralled nicely as you and Yeonjun explored the city. The city lights twinkled in the night, creating a magical backdrop for your date. Whether it was stumbling upon a street performer, trying out desserts at a local food truck, or simply strolling through a quiet park, each moment felt like nothing you had experienced before.

"I'm really glad we did this," he said, his voice carrying a warmth that matched the atmosphere around you. "It feels like we're on the same wavelength, you know?" The sentiment resonated with you, and you found yourself nodding in agreement.

"Yeah, it does," you replied, a genuine smile on your face.

As the night drew to a close, Yeonjun walked you home, a sense of contentment lingering in the air. The date had been everything you needed — light, enjoyable, and devoid of the heavy emotions that had characterised your recent past. As you stood at your doorstep, Yeonjun hesitated for a moment, as if contemplating something.

"Can I see you again?" he asked, his eyes earnest. A smile tugged at your lips.

"Of course," You replied, genuinely looking forward to the prospect. As the days unfolded, you and Yeonjun continued to spend time together. Whether it was grabbing lunch, studying together, or simply enjoying each other's company, the connection between you two deepened. The initial doubts you had harboured began to fade, replaced by a growing sense of comfort and companionship.

However, as your bond with Yeonjun grew, the space between you and Hyunjin seemed to widen. The strain in your relationship with Hyunjin continued to grow, and it became increasingly evident that he was grappling with a mix of emotions. Frustration, concern, and perhaps a hint of jealousy were all simmering beneath the surface. Your attempts to bridge the gap and maintain the friendship were met with subtle resistance. Conversations became more guarded, topics that were once shared freely now felt like walking on eggshells. Hyunjin's body language spoke volumes – averted glances, brief replies, and a noticeable discomfort whenever Yeonjun's name was mentioned. It seemed like every interaction was laden with unspoken tension. But Hyunjin knew that the dreaded day was soon to come.

If only you had noticed. If only you had tried to notice. You would’ve seen how long he’d been waiting. All the things he’d put himself through just so you’d feel at least an ounce of what he felt for you. But not all things can work out well. Sometimes he has to remember he’s not God’s favourite. All Hyunjin can do is watch and listen as you introduce Yeonjun to him. He wants to feel angry at both of you, but you look too good together. Likely better than he would’ve looked with you, he thinks. He was taller, his face giving off a radiance one could only dream of and a presence that could put even the angriest of people at ease. His fist clenched on its own as, through the corner of his eye, Hyunjin saw Yeonjun’s arm slink around your waist to pull you closer. They way your laughs harmonise was the only thing he could focus on. The amount of things he would tell him if they were alone. How he’ll never know her like Hyunjin does.

“Hey, you good?” You asked out of concern, your voice as sweet as usual.

“Yeah, you’re looking a little pale.” Hyunjin’s unwarranted anger only boils hotter as Yeonjun speaks. He doesn’t know, it’s really not his fault, but he just can’t help it. Nodding once, he replied.

“Yeah, ‘m fine. Just a little light headed. It’s whatever.”

“Do you want me to go to the infirmary with you? I don’t mind.” You suggested. That was a good idea, he thought. He could let himself cool down with the one person he really cared about.

“I’ll come with you both. In case.” Yeonjun butted in. Hyunjin thinks that, didn’t feel so strongly about her, they could’ve become great friends. Another him would’ve liked that, he thought. But this Hyunjin just wants him to leave. To leave and never return.

“No it’s fine, you have a class, and my next one is in a few hours. I’ll catch up with you later, okay babe?” God, she was the most perfect angel in

 his eyes. It was like she could read his mind. He smiled curtly at Yeonjun as he made his way to the infirmary with you, but not before Yeonjun managed to kiss her cheek. Hyunjin didn't know what was worse, the fact that you seemed to like it or that he had to watch it. Though, when the two of you left, it was a quiet walk, quieter than your usual conversations. It’s mainly Hyunjin’s fault, pushing you away like that just because you got another boyfriend.

“You’re looking a bit better now. Maybe you just needed some fresh air, hm?”

“Probably. Thanks for offering to come with me though.”

“You’re my best friend, I had to.” Best friend. Nice words, but still not what he wanted to hear.

“So do you like him?” Right. Best friend. Best friends talk about other men.

“I don’t think he’s good for you. I’m sorry.” Hyunjin blurted out. You went quiet after that. Maybe you shouldn’t have asked a question where you knew you weren’t getting the answer you wanted.

“Are you really okay? I mean, you’ve been distant for quite a while now and you haven’t talked to me as much as usual. Or anyone for that matter.”

“I would talk to you, but you're all busy with your new boyfriend."

"Hyunjin." Both of you knew it wasn't true. You had tried so hard to make plans with Hyunin but his stubbornness wouldn't allow it. "Tell me the truth. Please?"

"I'm fine, okay? Don't worry about me. Just a little upset over... work stuff and all that." He smiled sweetly, bringing his hand down to ruffle your hair softly. "I'm also sorry. About our last argument. I shouldn't have said those things."

"You're good, you were just trying to look out for me. And I get it, even now, it hasn't been long since the last one. So actually I should be saying thanks for caring." His small chuckle was like music to your ears. How you had missed that sound. Youd do anything to have your happy Hyunjin back. For a moment, neither of you had anything to say, just looking into each other's eyes without making a sound. He shuffled closer and placed his hand atop yours. Before he could come any closer, your phone buzzed in your pocket. He groaned internally as you pulled it out.

[JJUNIE] is hyunjin ok now?

[ME] mhm why??

[JJUNIE] can we talk in the library after my class pls?

[ME] sure omw!! I'll wait there for u

"Do you have to go already?"

"Yeonjun wants to talk in the library later." His hand fell away from your own. He hates the way you look so excited to talk to him.

"Right. Bye, I'll see you around..?" You nodded truthfully at his question. You wanted more than just seeing each other around, you wanted to hang out like you used to. But for now, he just watches as his best friend leaves his heart for scraps again.

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leisel's note: erm i wrote 3/4 of this in half and hour so my apologies if some bits make literally no sense :3

#hyunjin x reader #stray kids #skz #skz fics #<3 #hyunjin #hyunjin angst #hyunjin fluff #skz angst #skz fluff

[trashquisitor-shirozora]

Was browsing through early BOBF/Mando S3 criticisms on Tumblr and WOW, 93% of S2’s viewership dropped when S3 finished airing for an extremely understandable reason. As someone who got into Dinluke after all the dust settled I can only imagine what it was like becoming invested in Din’s story and being floored by the S2 finale only for it to get totally swerve-balled after a long-anticipated wait. How did you avoid the disappointment and burnout?

Spite is an incredibly powerful motivator, let me tell you.

I'm halfway joking about that, btw. I could say I'm used to disappointment and I also worked really hard not to take things too personally after being disappointed time and again year after year by fandoms I was in. Imo the healthiest attitude is that no show/movie/book/videogames/etc will ever play out the way you want/think it should so take what you can get and trash the rest. By the time I started watching The Mandalorian, I'd been burnt badly by Star Trek AOS, the Sequel Trilogy, the MCU, and the Disney machine, and I had to figure out how to accept that I like what I like, I can't change what I can't change, and I can/will run the fuck off with what I can change, which is making wildly fun and fulfilling transformative shit like fanfics and fanart.

I was actually excited about TBOBF and was utterly betrayed by the executive decision to throw him and Fennec to the side in order to absolutely trash the Season 2 finale of the Mando Show by having Din and Grogu reunite just like that. I guess I got lucky in that I had a long-running fic series that I was heavily invested in and I was not about to let Disney stop me from finishing it. Instead of letting my frustrations kill my interest in the show and fandom, I turned it into motivation to keep telling the story I wanted to tell based on the fallout of Season 2. It also helped that Andor happened.

I quit Season 3 of the Mando Show after the 1st episode and it was the best decision I ever made. I had a really rough time with it and was encouraged to step away if it was giving me too much stress. I'm glad for that. Less time and energy picking about Filoni&Favreau and Disney Lucasfilm's decisions and disappointments, more time and energy spent writing and drawing the dinluke I want to see. The nice thing about Star Wars is that it is an old and vast sandbox. Plenty of room here to build whatever sandcastles and dig however many holes you want while canon goes floundering by.

I think also that it really helped to find spaces to share with people who vibe on the same wavelength, so I'm not alone to my thoughts and spiraling myself out of a fandom I enjoyed (like what happened with TLJ but I shan't go there bc this response is long enough). Those posts about having friends you can shit-talk things with? Valid af. You need outlets to vent your grievances without setting bridges on fire, and it'll help your enjoyment of things in the long run.

I didn't avoid the disappointment but I figured out how to make something of it, so I'm still writing dinluke, I'm still drawing dinluke, I'm still getting giddy over dinluke. I actively choose to do what I want with them, and nothing Disney Lucasfilm puts out is ever going to stop me.

#shirozora awkwardly responds to asks #dinluke #the mandalorian #star wars #tbobf #fandom things #realized I still have a lot of thoughts about TBOBF and Mando S3 while answering the ask #i should post them at some point #but really I can be a really spiteful person who uses rage to fuel certain ideas #if i see a story I don't like for a thing that I like I will rewrite things and I will create things to get over that rage #it's like that quote in frankenstein #it's like. i like this thing so much and i expect better from it so if it won't reach there then i'll write/draw it myself #the burnout will get to me eventually if the hyperfixation doesn't get to me first #but for now i am really enjoying the ride and i remain heavily invested in the story i'm telling with Dangerous Dreams #sometimes you just gotta find the one thing in the fandom you really like and stick with it to the end of the line

[bug-the-chicken-nug]

Bug's RWBY Worldbuilding Series 2:

Have been cooking up ideas in my head about Aura/Semblances/Dust/Magic, and clarifications and differentiation for each. So finally, Part 2, Dust, which will also need its own sub-parts. First, an overview of what it actually *is*, and then we'll get to the rest. Part 1: Aura Part 1-B: Active Aura Part 2: Dust, A General Overview <- You are here.

Dust in this AU is now not some mysterious independent entity, it's a transmutation of minerals caused by a build-up of condensed Aura, to put it simply. To be more detailed, it's a very slow accumulation of "spent" or "background" Aura within the mineral substrate. That's Aura after it radiates away from living things and loses most of its energy to "cooling". This Aura is very persistent in the atmosphere. Its rate of energy loss eventually hits equilibrium with the energy the system gains as new Aura is released, which creates a sort of constant, low level "background radiation" of Aura across the entire world. This Aura need not be sourced from those with "active" Aura, as every living thing produces Aura particles, and "active" Aura is only the same thing on a much more energetic wavelength. In essence, compared to normal light terminology, most lifeforms are infrared, and "active" Aura is like jumping up to ultraviolet. Meanwhile, "spent" Aura drops down to something like a radio wave. To condense, it then needs a pre-existing, compatible mineral or Dust deposit that will slowly attract it and accumulate it, eventually being transmuted into Dust and then transmuting more pre-existing, surrounding mass into new Dust. Because the particles are ubiquitous, but individually extremely weak, this is the main reason that Dust accumulation takes a long time. ""Renewable"", but on a rather impractically slow scale. A pre-existing deposit steadily increases in mass faster, proportional to available outer surface area, but for each given bit of surface area, maximum accretion rate is only about 1 cm of further buildup per century. Minerals associated with biological sources also seem to be the most "compatible" with the initial transmutation into Dust, but in practice, this does not mean that limestone deposits become giant Dust expanses, or that all coal is replaced with Dust, or that nobody in Remnant knows what diatomaceous earth is. That's because the invisible, uneven "pull" of so many different Dust deposits creates an endless "tug-of-war" that keeps background Aura constantly in flux, instead of always being free to settle and accumulate. Therefore, areas can be considered "saturated" with all the Dust they can form long, long before a full conversion. This phenomenon on a worldwide scale also contributes to background Aura creating vast, worldwide "currents", "eddies", and "jetstreams", which also leads to different areas having different thresholds at which they become "saturated", and these thresholds being subject to gradual change over time. Continuous Aura circulation is also the main reason why someone will not accumulate Dust in their bones as they age. However, ancient remains can transmute, inspiring a great deal of this Remnant's spirituality and mythology. Stories of clams that develop "Dust pearls" are a dime a dozen, as well as tales of legendary creatures and nature spirits born with Dust for bones. Beyond remains, perhaps there is a grain of truth to this... Beautiful as they are, "Dust fossils" are only a rare minority of all fossils found. Not only can they become the nucleus of further Dust growth and become indistinguishable from regular Dust deposits, but many fossils end up in areas that are already too "saturated" with other deposits. However, what kind of Dust you get can be rather complicated. It depends on the environment, depth/elevation, surrounding mineral strata, and the contributing Aura, meaning that it also depends a lot on the local *and* historical ecosystem of an area. So, yes, because it's cold, modern Solitas is currently forming a lot of Ice Dust, but it ends up being much more dynamic and complicated than "Solitas cold, so just Ice Dust".

#rwde #mainly just to be safe #Bug's RWBY Worldbuilding Series #rwby worldbuilding #rwby #for some reason tumblr doesn't remember and autocomplete the specific tag i use for this so that's Fun

[mediamixs]

Skinamarink: the horror movie to watch at home, alone, in the dark and in the wee hours of the morning

Skinamarink is a horror movie that has been generating buzz on the internet since its release. The movie is about two young siblings who wake up in the middle of the night to find their father missing, and all the windows and doors in their home have vanished. Skinamarink is an experimental art film that pushes viewers to stop interpreting it and experience it instead. The film is described as slow cinema on ketamine. It has been compared to David Lynch's bizarre Rabbits short film series. The film's director, Kyle Edward Ball, set down a few strict limitations for himself in his world-building – rules that set the stage right up front for just how out there this movie truly is. Skinamarink has been praised for conveying the unsettled space between nightmare and reality that feels legitimately dangerous. Some viewers have found the movie to be extremely boring, with nothing happening on screen, while others have been scared by the jump scares. Skinamarink is not found-footage or improvised, with a story carved together in the editing bay. Ball’s film was fully scripted in advance, with shots carefully composed to add depth and fear, in an effort to harness his limitations. The movie has been acquired by Shudder and will receive a theatrical run via IFC Midnight. Overall, Skinamarink is an experimental horror movie that has divided audiences. While some have found it to be a unique and unsettling experience, others have found it to be boring and uneventful.

Skinamarink is a Canadian supernatural horror film that was released in 2022. The movie follows two young siblings, Kevin and Kaylee, who wake up in the middle of the night to find their father missing, and all the windows, doors, and other objects in their house are disappearing. The children bring pillows and blankets to the living room and settle into a quiet slumber party, playing well-worn videotapes of cartoons to distract themselves from the frightening and inexplicable situation. As the movie progresses, the situation becomes more and more bizarre, and the children find themselves trapped in a house of cosmic horror with no way to escape. The film explores themes of abandonment, abuse, and the loss of safety, effectively capturing the hopelessness and terror that can engulf a child's world. The movie is an experimental art film that pushes viewers to stop interpreting it and experience it instead. The director, Kyle Edward Ball, set down a few strict limitations for himself in his world-building – rules that set the stage right up front for just how out there this movie truly is. The film has been praised for conveying the unsettled space between nightmare and reality that feels legitimately dangerous.

The critical reception of Skinamarink has been mixed, with some critics praising its unique approach to horror, while others have found it to be boring and uneventful. Here are some highlights from the reviews:

Positive reviews:

Rotten Tomatoes' critics consensus states that Skinamarink can be more confounding than frightening, but for viewers able or willing to dial into its unique wavelength, this unsettling film will be difficult to shake".

The New York Times' critic's pick review describes the movie as "chillingly surreal and infuriatingly repetitive" and praises its ability to evoke a child's response to the inexplicable.

Vulture's review notes that the movie is "as hair-raising as it is boring, which doesn’t feel like a failure so much as the goal of this micro-budget effort" and praises its horror concepts inspired by the internet.

Negative reviews:

Some viewers have found the movie to be extremely boring, with nothing happening on screen, while others have been scared by the jump scares.

A review on Rotten Tomatoes states that "for a lot of viewers, Skinamarink is just frighteningly dull".

A review on Roger Ebert's website notes that the movie spends too much time in some of its beats and that a couple of loud jump scares are misplaced in a film that generally avoids that crutch.

A review on Rotten Tomatoes describes the movie as "gimmicky at times" and "a flawed and frustrating vision".

Overall, Skinamarink has been praised for its unique approach to horror and its ability to evoke a sense of childhood fear and anxiety. However, some viewers have found it to be boring and uneventful, and some critics have criticized its pacing and structure.

#horror #halloween #movies #halloween season #skinamarink

[ladylilithprime]

I Was Lightning Before

Series: Fluff Is My Jamstiel

Fandom: Supernatural: 

Pairing: Sastimmy/Jamstiel (Jimmy Novak/Sam Winchester/Castiel)

Rating: General

Tags/Warnings: Witch Sam Winchester, Hunter Novak Brothers, Jimmy and Castiel Are Twins, Brief Allusions to Canon-Typical Violence, Angelic Memories Are Complicated

Summary: Sleeping through a thunderstorm isn't the easiest thing to do, but for John Castiel Novak the experience ends up a bit more fraught than even a frightened familiar could make it.

For: @fluffyfebruary challenge!

Prompt: Day 10: Thunder

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IT WAS FULL dark when John Castiel Novak jerked awake, disoriented and struggling against the pull of sleep to determine what had woken him. The rushing hiss and spatter of rain against glass surrounded him and for one dizzying moment he was frighteningly confused about where he was before a flickering flash illuminated the room he was in and he remembered. It had actually been his idea to try sleeping in the solarium's "nest bed" so that they could all fall asleep under the stars without having to worry about the necessary but annoying insects bothering them the way they would out in the garden. Rousing further, he turned his head to the right and saw Sam Winchester sleeping peacefully beside him and, on Sam's other side, James Constantine Novak lay curled up with one leg and one arm wrapped over and around Sam like a koala. And further down near their feet--

A rumble of thunder, near enough to sound like the inside of a kettle drum over their heads, set the golden retriever whining very softly once more. The solarium didn't exactly live up to its name in the full dark of night with the rain beating down against almost every side, and Bones was not fond of thunder at the best of times, Cas knew. He clicked his tongue softly to catch her attention, then lifted the arm on the far side of Sam, unsurprised when she quickly shimmy-crawled up along the pillows to settle against his side, tucking her face down against his ribs as he wrapped his arm around her and began to pet her gently. Gradually, the familiar's trembling eased and she snuggled closer to his side more to cuddle than strictly for comfort.

He was awake now, though, his brain having been forced to engage enough that the gears had whirred to life and would take a while to wind back down again enough for him to go back to sleep. With nothing better to do, and pleasantly trapped as he was between Bones and Sam, Cas settled back into the pile of pillows to gaze up at the glass roof and the splash and splatter of rain striking against the clear surface. Another flash of lighting and he made sure his hand was already stroking over Bones's fur before the thunder rolled over them, feeling the minute taps of her wagging tail against his leg in answer.

Looking up into the falling rain while still protected from the raging storm, it was hard not to let his mind drift towards more distant memories, the ones that he usually pretended he didn't have since they came from a time before he was born and often left him feeling unsettled and disconnected from the people around him and even a little from himself. It was easier to resist during the daylight, when he needed to be present and focused more on his external surroundings and the people he was with, but it was also easier to cope with when he had his brother and his lover there and awake beside him to anchor him. They were right there now, he could feel Sam's side and the strip of Jimmy's arm where they pressed against him, but with the pair of them lost to their own dreams it was harder for Cas to resist the pull of the past.

Of when he was the storm, the whirlwind, the terrifying and powerful force of nature that existed on far more than just the physical plane: a multidimensional wavelength of celestial intent that called itself an Angel of the Lord.

Cas swallowed and closed his eyes. These slips had been happening more and more frequently, ever since that night during Midsummer when he had looked up at the stars and seen one flicker and had incomprehensibly known why it had done that. Before those flashes had always been confined to dreams, infrequent and disorienting and lingering only for a moment when he woke but easily dismissed as the day wore on. They were far less easy to dismiss when they happened while he was awake, tying into things he was actively doing or experiencing, pushing forward vivid recollections he shouldn't even be able to comprehend, much less remember, that he couldn't describe because human languages didn't even have words for some of the concepts yet.

Please, he thought to himself, then again more as a determined if undirected prayer. Please, I don't want to lose them... my brother, our lover... our friends.... I don't know why this is happening, why I have these memories that can't be mine but feel like they can't be anyone else's, but... I don't know how to stop them.

The lightning flash this time was bright enough to sear through his eyelids, and the crash of thunder hit only a second later, making Bones yelp. Cas flinched hard and turned to curl around her, hands stroking and whispering soft reassurances to her. Gradually they both calmed until finally Bones was able to burrow into his side and settle back towards sleep. Cas found himself stifling a yawn, then wondered why he was trying. Sleep sounded pretty good right now. Bones was warm at his side, Sam was warm at his back, and he was tired. Maybe he would get lucky and his dreams would be, if not normal, at least slightly more enlightening.

"Mmm... Cas...."

Sam... Cas smiled softly as his eyes slipped closed, pressing himself back closer to his lover to feel his warmth, letting himself start to drift back down towards that place where sleep would come and carry him into dreams of his own.

"Castiel," Sam breathed, softer than a whisper and still quite thoroughly asleep. "Ta'o'ata'are pavoge'o basapa'a'el bana'a, oda abara'ama'iga. Ma'ura'ifara'i, pa'apaba'ora eli alado'ara'a'i'a. Ba'amasa a-barageda'a. Na'i'isa'o."

And, very suddenly, sleep was the last thing Cas felt capable of.

#fluffyfebruary2023 #supernatural fic #sastimmy #sam winchester #jimmy novak #castiel #bones the dog

[alexsfictionaddiction]

Review: Exes and O’s by Amy Lea

I love a sexy rom-com with relatable characters and a cute romance. I didn’t love the heroine of Set On You, Amy Lea’s first book in this series but I did love her sister Tara, which thankfully this book follows! I definitely enjoyed this one more and I’m curious to see if I’ll meet any of these characters again in future books from her.

Tara Chen is a devourer of romance novels and loves promoting her favourite books on social media. She has also had her heart broken a grand total of ten times and is struggling to find The One. With little faith in dating apps, Tara decides to take her grandmother’s advice and revisit her past relationships to see if a second chance romance will work for her. Tara’s new flatmate is firefighter Trevor, who isn’t interested in a serious relationship but he begrudgingly agrees to help Tara out on her new quest for love. Could Tara and Trevor’s newfound friendship turn out to be something that neither of them were looking for and yet both of them need?

Tara is aware that she jumps into relationships with both feet and becomes emotionally invested very quickly. She has almost certainly been told this before by her exes but if you naturally believe humans to be kind, sensitive creatures, it’s hard to change this behaviour. Some readers might dismiss this trait as juvenile and naive, which isn’t accurate for a woman over 30 but I can assure you that these women exist and that there’s nothing wrong with being romantic and emotional. I actually loved reading about a heroine who was the literal opposite of emotionally stunted, as it felt like a refreshing treat within a contemporary romance.

If this is the Crazy Ex Girlfriend/Overly Attached Girlfriend meme that actually exists, that girl really isn’t how I imagined Tara to look at all. Due to the slight name change, I think this is a fictional meme with the same vibes as the real one but it certainly made me think about the effect the real Overly Attached Girlfriend meme would have had on its actual subject.

The first date that Tara goes on is with a man she had a fling with and he is filled with horrendous misogyny. Tara quickly realises that this isn’t going to work out but to read about something as icky as the Crazy Hot Matrix made my stomach churn. I have no idea whether this really exists and have no desire to know.

As a romance reader, Tara knows all about tropes and delights in pointing them out in her real life. I really enjoyed this aspect of reading the book too and loved psycho-analysing each of the men she dated. Whenever I read a romance book with a character who is distant and reluctant to accept someone else’s advances, I know that the dark parts of their past are going to be revealed at some point and I loved that Tara knew that too because it felt like we were on the same wavelength.

I really loved watching Tara and Trevor get to know each other and settle into the easy conversations that they have. At first, they seem to be quite mismatched (her so invested in romance and him so dismissive) but it was only as their connection grew that I realised how great they were together. Of course, I knew how things were going to work out between them but I loved the journey.

Exes and O’s is a cute, funny exploration of revisiting your romantic past and realising how far you’ve come from the person you used to be. Tara is a relatable, warm-hearted heroine who I couldn’t help but root for and the slow burn friends-to-lovers romance is really fun to watch. If you weren’t a fan of Set On You, don’t be put off reading this one because I think it’s much better!

#exes and o's #amy lea #rom-com #romance #contemporary fiction #book review #review #books #bookworm

[dreamboateddie]

Save me eddie, part three

Summary- You've known Eddie since childhood but became estranged when your parents moved to a different neighborhood. Eddie did loads of changing in Highschool and it just shoved you both in different groups. Eddie was your elementary bestfriend and the only person you can trust when a new man enters your life to stalk you since all your friends seem to be on their own wavelength these days.

Warnings- 18+ only smut, Eddie X Fem Reader, stalking, fear, heavy petting, D/s play, biting, Unprotected sex, cream-pie

Author's note: I do take requests for storylines if you like my writing style! These stories are 18 plus, no minors interact!

You bit your lip and fumbled with your soda "I..." your face was definitely red now and Eddie commented with "Oh.. I haven't seen that shade of red on you in a while..." his finger hooked under your chin, and lifted it up "You still got that little crush on me, huh?". You couldn't help but brush your cheek against his entire hand, it was almost like second nature that brushing. You can't help but whisper "You're still teasing me like always too". He scoffs and brings his face closer, hot breath permeating upon your face "I never teased you. I called you princess because you were always so above me in every way".

That soda was long forgotten and placed on the counter and your fingers started to intertwine in the fabric of his shirt "That's not true and you know it. But, I did like it when you called me princess.. because it made me feel like one" . Eddie's gaze drifted to your mouth as you spoke and cool circles were starting to dance on the hem of your chin, "You were MY princess back then" he whispers  as his became dangerously close. "I'm still your princess, Eddie...nothing that I felt for you has changed. I've always L-" your words are taken from your mouth by the sweep of a passionate kiss and you're pressed up against the fridge door. His mouth is hot and his tongue has the faint taste of weed, and his hands are wandering your body greedily, he only pulls away to growl "God, I've only dreamt about this forever, but now I finally have you, my sweet, Y/n" you answer with a moan and he lifts you, taking you into his room and tossing you on the bed as if you were nothing. He lingers at his dresser, thumbing through cassettes. " Eddie..." you beg, that hunger in the pit of your stomach only growing. "I know, Princess.. I'm just getting us some mood music. I'll be there to handle you real good in a moment.." the way that sentence oozed out his lips just made you ache and you buried yourself deeper into his covers, which smelled like nothing but him.. It didn't take him long to find the right soundtrack, which was turned at full volume, to, in Eddie's words ' To keep your moans all to him and not to the entire trailer park, because he did not like to share'. He slowly crawls over you, a big grin plastered on his face "What shall we start with princess? Marking you as mine first?". Your body arches as his fingers trail along your core beneath the covers.

"Maybe start with those magnificent breasts of yours? Hmm?" he cooed out, cupping one, his thumb brushing across the peaked nipple there, it didn't take him long to unwrap you from the covers and lift up your shirt, exposing you to him, which made you only want to hide more. Your hand would shoot up to your uncovered chest but he would gently move it away "No no... princess.. you can't hide yourself from me." You could feel your heart nearly leap out of your chest as he sunk his mouth into one singular nipple before he moved to sink his teeth in the meaty side. You could only hiss, threading your fingers into his dark, curly hair, he moved to your sternum offering a series of bites downwards from there to your belly. He offered a glance upwards and pushed up your skirt, where wet arousal settled, dampening your center "Well well, look at this, all wet for me". You whine, thrusting your hips upwards "Eddie...please". He peeks up from your center, his thumb brushing against your sensitive clit "Let's change my name to Sir since you're definitely mine. Say yes, princess, or I'm gonna stop". You bite your lip, and gasp out, "Yes, sir". He peeled off your panties in a smooth, quick, definitely experienced motion, he took a moment down there, reveling in the view of your heat before he climbed over you. His hot, needy mouth dived in for a kiss before he took you with his entire length with a "Fuckkk, princess, you're so tight" . His rhythm was slow and steady at first, before it quickened in needy, long bursts. He had to stop to pant, kiss your lips, neck before he began to fuck you again. That hot coil in you was about to be unraveled with his rutting, his sweet fucking and you knew it was soon. As if he knew, a strong hand gathered at your neck "Such a good girl... being my slut" he said darkly through heavy strokes. "S-sir... I want to cum... please" you whisper out, bucking your hips to match the rhythm, you were nearly there. So close to be fucked out and all because of Eddie and his sweet fucking words. "Cum for me princess and I'll cum for you" he whispered out, cock slamming in and out of you mercilessly. "Please, Daddy...please" you urge as pleasure takes hold, your walls now milking Eddie's cock for everything it had. He laid across you, spent, grinning up at you "That Daddy thing is new... won't lie... I kind of like it"...

You spent the night in Eddie's arms, enjoying his soft breaths and before you close your eyes, a soft whisper came " I love you, Princess"

#eddie smut #eddie x fem!reader #eddie x you #eddie munson #fanfiction

[spacetimewithstuartgary]

NASA gets unusually close glimpse of black hole snacking on star Recent observations of a black hole devouring a wandering star may help scientists understand more complex black hole feeding behaviors. Multiple NASA telescopes recently observed a massive black hole tearing apart an unlucky star that wandered too close. Located about 250 million light-years from Earth in the center of another galaxy, it was the fifth-closest example of a black hole destroying a star ever observed. Once the star had been thoroughly ruptured by the black hole's gravity, astronomers saw a dramatic rise in high-energy X-ray light around the black hole. This indicated that as the stellar material was pulled toward its doom, it formed an extremely hot structure above the black hole called a corona. NASA's NuSTAR (Nuclear Spectroscopic Telescopic Array) satellite is the most sensitive space telescope capable of observing these wavelengths of light, and the event's proximity provided an unprecedented view of the corona's formation and evolution, according to a new study published in the Astrophysical Journal. The work demonstrates how the destruction of a star by a black hole—a process formally known as a tidal disruption event—could be used to better understand what happens to material that's captured by one of these behemoths before it's fully devoured. Most black holes that scientists can study are surrounded by hot gas that has accumulated over many years, sometimes millennia, and formed disks billions of miles wide. In some cases, these disks shine brighter than entire galaxies. Even around these bright sources, but especially around much less active black holes, a single star being torn apart and consumed stands out. And from start to finish, the process often takes only a matter of weeks or months. The observability and short duration of tidal disruption events make them especially attractive to astronomers, who can tease apart how the black hole's gravity manipulates the material around it, creating incredible light shows and new physical features. "Tidal disruption events are a sort of cosmic laboratory," said study co-author Suvi Gezari, an astronomer at the Space Telescope Science Institute in Baltimore. "They're our window into the real-time feeding of a massive black hole lurking in the center of a galaxy." When a star wanders too close to a black hole, the intense gravity will stretch the star out until it becomes a long river of hot gas, as shown in this animation. The gas is then whipped around the black hole and is gradually pulled into orbit, forming a bright disk. Credit: Science Communication Lab/DESY A Surprising Signal The focus of the new study is an event called AT2021ehb, which took place in a galaxy with a central black hole about 10 million times the mass of our Sun (about the difference between a bowling ball and the Titanic). During this tidal disruption event, the side of the star nearest the black hole was pulled harder than the far side of the star, stretching the entire thing apart and leaving nothing but a long noodle of hot gas. Scientists think that the stream of gas gets whipped around a black hole during such events, colliding with itself. This is thought to create shock waves and outward flows of gas that generate visible light, as well as wavelengths not visible to the human eye, such as ultraviolet light and X-rays. The material then starts to settle into a disk rotating around the black hole like water circling a drain, with friction generating low-energy X-rays. In the case of AT2021ehb, this series of events took place over just 100 days. The event was first spotted on March 1, 2021, by the Zwicky Transient Facility (ZTF), located at the Palomar Observatory in Southern California. It was subsequently studied by NASA's Neil Gehrels Swift Observatory and Neutron star Interior Composition Explorer (NICER) telescope (which observes longer X-ray wavelengths than Swift). Then, around 300 days after the event was first spotted, NASA's NuSTAR began observing the system. Scientists were surprised when NuSTAR detected a corona—a cloud of hot plasma, or gas atoms with their electrons stripped away—since coronae usually appear with jets of gas that flow in opposite directions from a black hole. However, with the AT2021ehb tidal event, there were no jets, which made the corona observation unexpected. Coronae emit higher-energy X-rays than any other part of a black hole, but scientists don't know where the plasma comes from or exactly how it gets so hot. "We've never seen a tidal disruption event with X-ray emission like this without a jet present, and that's really spectacular because it means we can potentially disentangle what causes jets and what causes coronae," said Yuhan Yao, a graduate student at Caltech in Pasadena, California, and lead author of the new study. "Our observations of AT2021ehb are in agreement with the idea that magnetic fields have something to do with how the corona forms, and we want to know what's causing that magnetic field to get so strong." Yao is also leading an effort to look for more tidal disruption events identified by ZTF and to then observe them with telescopes like Swift, NICER, and NuSTAR. Each new observation offers the potential for new insights or opportunities to confirm what has been observed in AT2021ehb and other tidal disruption events. "We want to find as many as we can," Yao said. IMAGE....A disk of hot gas swirls around a black hole in this illustration. Some of the gas came from a star that was pulled apart by the black hole, forming the long stream of hot gas on the right, feeding into the disk. These events are formally known as tidal disruption events, or TDEs. It can take just a matter or weeks or months from the destruction of the star to the formation of the disk. The gas gets hotter the closer it gets to the black hole, but the hottest material can be found above the black hole. This hottest material is cloud of plasma (gas atoms with their electrons stripped away) known as a corona. Most TDEs that result in the formation of a corona also produce jets of material that spew into space away from the black hole at its poles. A TDE called AT2021ehb is the first confirmed example of a corona forming without jets in a tidal disruption event. The observation of AT2021ehb makes it possible for scientists to study the formation of jets and coronae separately. Credit: NASA/JPL-Caltech

#space #science #Astronomy #physics #news #Black Hole

[missmeinyourbones]

Goodness gracious L ur are so . . . Einstein level genius for that gojo piece i- this aspect of him not,, letting himself love and be loved.. of being the strongest so he can’t have a weakness,, I feel its very overlooked in a lot of writing for him. his idea of love being a curse and something wicked and twisted and too delicate for him to handle. I think it’s what makes his char so heartbreaking. So when he says he’s trying, and that you shouldn’t settle, and that he’s out of time.. he means it. Those are truths to him in the same way the earth orbits the sun. 

Gosh there’s a million and one things I can say about ur god-tier portrayal of him but I’m afraid I don’t have the right words. 

Also , I rly hope this doesn’t come off as self-promo ish but thiisss whole thing is exactly what my anthology is about and im sososososo ecstatic that fics like these r being written. He’s such a complex character and his distance/attachment to people + things is soooo important to accurately portraying him imo. I literally love u so much and ur brain is massive and ur absolutely correct about everything gojo satoru. 

SOPH I AM GETTING TEARY EYED READING THIS

thank you millions zillions gajillions omg i am so glad you also notice how completely tragic his character is ;-; i feel like that’s why i like ur writing so much…you address the depths that a lot of people overlook. AND I HAVE BEEN BOUNCING OUT OF MY SKIN WAITING FOR U TO CONTINUE UR SERIES !!!!!!! the first piece was probably my favorite piece of yours ever….and then i saw u post about how the second one is gonna be even sadder and and AND— we are just on the same wavelength i love it and i love u

#u little angel u #love u soph baby!!! #can’t wait to read it

[solasan]

mollie please i am begging on my hands and knees for some sivala thoughts …. some ideas … 👉👈😳

im gonna combine these for organisation purposes but thank u @montliyets I Love You and i am kissing u on the head 🥰 🥰 🥰

🥺 omg sophie aaaa thank u for askin, i have many sivala Thots take them all <333

born on chandrila to 2 very loving parents who, because of the enforced low birth rate on the planet, were Super Not Down with letting the jedi have her; she was three when she was brought to coruscant (a little bit on the older side for a jedi youngling), so she remembers them in bits and pieces, but not super well.

that does mean her early years in the temple were uhhh...... tumultuous. she didn’t really want to be there and she made that Very Clear lmao. probably very nearly did get returned to her parents bc of all the trouble she caused, but she eventually settled in (with some guidance from her eventual master, yasta kivallo).

she matured into a very considerate and intelligent jedi knight. became a consular, rather than a guardian, bc of her skills in observation and persuasion; she’s probably one of the best negotiators the jedi order have, except for obi-wan himself. if things had been different, she might’ve ended up in the senate, ironically.

a few years after tpm, sivala took on a padawan; vuren passik, a rutian twi’lek. he actually becomes a knight a few months into the clone wars bc the jedi are desperate for fighters, and his death in the temple during order 66 is one of the biggest tragedies to shape sivala.

(another one being yasta’s death during the battle of felucia </3. siv loses everyone lmao).

her and obi-wan fight side by side quite a bit during the war; by rots they consider each other friends rather than just allies, and he rly helps her with her grief over yasta, since he knows what it’s like to lose a master. they’re both very skilled negotiators and they work very well together (after an adjustment period, they quickly get on the same wavelength in those kinds of settings), so they get pretty used to working together off the battlefield as well as on.

he kind of assumes she’s dead after order 66 (since she very nearly was) and although she knew he survived the initial massacre bc of the message sent out to the jedi, the years pass without even a whisper of him, and she just kind of... figures he must’ve been killed at some point?

and yknow. the force has gone quiet. she felt her padawan die. hundreds of souls screaming out, suddenly silenced. all that. so she goes on the run and grieves grieves grieves. puts her lightsaber away somewhere hidden and safe and swears she’ll never pick it back up again. (she can’t quite bring herself to throw it into a black hole, but she thinks abt it sometimes).

through a series of very convoluted events ive only like. half figured out. she ends up working to smuggle jedi and force-sensitives away from the empire and settles on daiyu to work especially closely with haja estree. they piss each other off a lot. it’s a riot. 

um and then yeah :) her n obi-wan have a whole huge i’m not alone anymore moment n just kinda. end up rly relying on each other. i dont think they get to see each other often (something tells me 1 powerful jedi + another powerful jedi = big energy in the force for the inquisitors to look out for) but when they do they r very soft and tired and in love sjdjjksdjk.

(she uh. does die protecting a force-sensitive kid in her charge from inquisitors a couple years before anh, but i dont want to think abt that rn so 😌)

if u read this far thank u i love u mwah

#ily both so much thank u omg 🥺 #this is so rambly im sorry i feel entirely incoherent abt her #ch: sivala sylwiri #answered #shadowglens

[foreverxapp]

Dos and don'ts of dating advice for doctors looking to date

Dating as a physician doesn’t have to be so serious and stressful for you. Daily you handle your patients, it should not be a challenge to take care of your partner. Currently, you might be interested in going on a date, but your busy schedule prevents you from doing so. Well, firstly, understand that you can make minor adjustments and changes to your hectic routine to get some time for dating. Secondly, staying confident and being yourself is what your dating partner would love.

There are apps like ForeverX that can give you an exact match of people who share the same thoughts and interests. The interesting part is that this app is designed for busy people like you or those in the same profession as yours, so it will be easier to find someone who shares your interests and thoughts. But when you come across a date on such an app, to boost your dating life, you need to buckle up. Wondering how? Well, here are some dos and don’ts that you can consider:

Do not date patients:

You are in the profession where rom-com looks good only in the series and not in real life. It does not matter how flirty the patient seems to be or is interested in the physician, some things can get complex. Your employer's policies are likely to prohibit you from doing so. There are certain strict social boundaries that you need to follow, and this is one of them. You are in a profession where you are taking care of people who need support. Be it mentally or physically, finding a person who cares may seem intimidating. But that is your job, and if you try to mix it with your personal life, the person would never realize whether it is out of your job that you do it or out of love.

Do not always cancel the plans:

When you finally have decided to date a physician that you have come across through ForeverX, you must know them first; you can chat with them virtually and have frequent conversations. Perhaps your hectic schedule allows you to cancel plans on short notice. But avoid doing this all the time. It shows that you take this relationship casually and are not that keen. Instead, try to give them time, even an hour from your busy schedule.

Don’t just keep talking about the work

You may have discovered the person through such an app, but that does not imply that the conversation must be related to the same. Instead, when you meet, talk about your likes, dislikes, and activities that you look forward to doing together. This will give you the clarity you need to see that you both share the same wavelength in your profession.

Do Manage Expectations

Working long hours and being on call for emergencies is part of being a doctor. But part of your life is also treating your potential partner with respect. You must inform them of the time you have available for dating. Even if you guys share good chemistry and the date seems to go as planned, you still need to manage their expectations and be upfront about your own.

Do talk about your future

When you are on a date, you might have hundreds of things running through your mind already. As a physician, having thoughts about your work is normal, but when you are on a date, don’t just know your partner. You might be at a stage where you want to get married. Speak with your partner about your interest in settling down in life. You never know if the partner is looking for casual dating, and you waste much of your time.

Conclusion: No one would understand the demands and stress of a physician more than another physician. And if you want to date a physician, look for them on ForeverX. It is an interesting app where you can chat with the person you like and even look for dates as per your choice of profession and interest. To this day, someone with a similar educational background and knowledge can be more of an intellectual itch. Considering this requirement, ForeverX has come up with this platform where you will find your right partner.

#date a physician

[weedgrowlight]

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[firefly-in-darkness]

Winter Wonderland

Pairing → Captain Syverson x Female Reader

Characters → Captain Syverson

Summary → You and Sy enjoy a trip to a Christmas Market and Fairground.

Warnings → A whole lot of fluff.

Betas → @littlefreya & @princessmisery666 - thank you both as always for looking through my work and sharing your ideas // all mistakes are my own.

Prompts → Winter Wonderland for @winter2112rose Christmas Event challenge…

A/N → Back to the Captain, he's not sure how you feel in this one but maybe he's on the right wavelength - if you’d like to be added to the tag list then drop me an ask ✨

PREVIOUSLY // A Captain’s Christmas Series List

Firefly’s Masterlist

Small, neatly decorated pine trees lined the walkway to Winter Wonderland. Christmas songs crackled through the speakers, getting louder with each step Syverson took, with you at his side. The smell of burgers, cocoa and burning wood was getting stronger as you followed the crowd deeper into the market.

Syverson couldn’t deny that his heart sank a little when you climbed into his truck and greeted him with a kiss on the cheek. The second he’d parked up and helped you out of the truck, like the gentleman he is, you’d grabbed hold of his hand. Warmth travelled from your entwined fingers, across his palm, over his wrists and along his arm, and settled in his chest. His smile grew with each step, and he knew that it would take a hell of a lot for it to disappear.

The huts displayed various trinkets from Christmas decorations to create your own hamper to every cheese known to man. It was an array of bright and enticing colours, a mixture of floral and sandalwood luring you in. But Syverson could only be enraptured by you; the soft greeting smiles you gave to the vendors, the way you delicately inspected the fragile ornaments and the excitement of trying samples of all sorts of food.

It was enough to make his heart explode. Especially when you cupped his face and offered him a taste of brownie. The chocolate melted on his tongue, the salted caramel exploding on his taste buds. The treat was tasty but not as delicious as the soft lips that smiled at him.

Your body was almost pressed against his once you’d dragged him to the fairground part of the market. “Come on Sy, we've got to go on at least one. Unless you're too chicken?”

“Game on darlin’,” he grinned and squeezed your hip.

An adrenaline rush coursed through Syverson’s veins as the semi-safe rollercoaster, which had been constructed that morning, looped, and dropped and then completed its twists and turns. Your squeals accompanied his laughter and when you gripped his bicep out of fear, well he was full of pride that he could protect you.

Syverson's competitive side came out to play as you challenged him to hook-a-duck. You both wasted too much money on that one stall but the kiss you pressed to his cheek when he handed you the stuffed panda bear made up for it.

“Okay, I think you’ve proved you are a worthy opponent when it comes to catching rubber ducks,” You mocked, then your attention disappeared to something else and Syverson followed your gaze to the hot dog stand.

He nodded towards it and offered his hand. “I need a coffee.”

It had been a long time since Syverson was able to fully let things go, to be in the moment and enjoy it. He was always waiting for the other shoe to drop or for something to go wrong that he’d have to strategize his way out of. But today was giving him a little bit of hope that he could be a civilian again, to have a relationship with the person he loved and settle down.

He’d never pictured much of a future, and so the effortless way in which he saw a future, with you, startled him. He choked on the hot drink, spitting it over his hands. You were there to help in an instant, using a napkin to mop up his mess.

“Sorry Darlin’ didn’t pay attention when you told me it was scolding,” he said, covering his track of thought in case it was written all over his face.

“Maybe we should go and sit down with these,” You held up the hot dogs covered in fried onions and sauces.

The pair of you wandered around the market, taking in the remaining sights before the sky began to darken. The conversation had flowed all day without any problems, it was as if nothing had happened the night before and Syverson couldn’t get his head around it. Were you okay with what happened? Did you want to take things slowly? Were you all in or just dipping your toes in, testing the water?

His mind whirled with hundreds of questions and what-if scenarios, he lost track of what you were telling him that he blurted out, “Stay with me tonight?”

You blinked at him and took a second to respond but then you smiled and nodded.

CONTINUE HERE...

A Captain's Christmas Tag List

@sillyrabbit81 @eldarwen333 @little-brattyangel @identity2212

Everything Tag List

@foxyjwls007 @impala1967dwinchester @justagirlinafandomworld @miraclesoflove @mishkatelwarriorgoddess @old-enough-to-know-better73 @queenoftheunderdark @supraveng @thefridgeismybestie @valsworldofcreativity @wiccanmetallicrose @wonder-cole @rainbowkisses31 @little-diable

#Captain Syverson x reader #Captain Syverson x Female reader #Captain Syverson Fic #Syverson x reader #Syverson x female reader #Syverson fic

[juletheghoul]

Oblivius Chapter 3

So... more pain... yay!

I've become obsessed with these two in a very short time and I decided I'll just put out Chapters as I write them. Enjoy! <3

(Also - conveniently, Tom doesn't exist lmao)

Likes & reblogs are appreciated

Frankie Morales x F!Reader

Pairing: Frankie x F!Reader

Word Count: 1.7K

Warnings: Angst, yearning, 18+ language, (Please let me know if I forget anything)

Masterlist Series Masterlist Part 2

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Age: 17

“Hey! Don’t slam the door Spills - you know she’s… delicate.” He patted the dashboard affectionately as you put your seat-belt on - carefully so as not to drop the breakfast you’d brought for both of you. You stared at him incredulously.

“You mean this rustbucket?” You laughed as he carefully pulled out of your driveway.

“Don’t say that about her, she’s perfectly fine.” He turned on the radio and you heard the same song it always played.

“Really Francis? Queen again?” You sighed as you put the buttery half of your bagel into his mouth.

“Okay first of all, this song is amazing and it applies and secondly - the tape is stuck so it’s this or silence.” You could see the smile as he ate happily.

He never said it, but he treasured this time with you. You always gave him half of whatever you made and it always tasted better than anything he ever made himself. It was one of his favourite rituals, the little moment before the school day started. When it was just the two of you, lost in your own world; speaking your own language.

**Present day**

Who the hell is that?

The woman in the reflection wasn’t you, well - she certainly didn’t look like you anyway. She was much to wan - something was weighing her down, heavy on her shoulders. Her eyes were puffy and it looked like she’d been crying.

She was looking back at you, confused - she didn’t recognize herself either.

God I need to shower.

It helped but only a bit. At least your hair was clean, but that wasn’t going to be enough for tonight. There was no fucking way you were going to let them pick you up in this state. You had to look perfect - you had to look your best. Some delusional little corner of your mind reminded you that Frankie had feelings for you before, maybe you could tap into that somehow.

That’s a little fucked up, he’s engaged.

You ignored that thought as you picked out a flattering outfit and tried to work a miracle with your makeup. The reflection smiled back at you now, and you could almost recognize her - the sadness was still there but you were ignoring that too. There would be no room for sadness tonight.

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“Hi! So glad you came out with us, you look lovely!” Claudia greeted you when you got into Frankie’s truck. Same truck you’d been getting into since you were a teenager, same truck he refused to get rid of because ‘shouldn’t fix what isn’t broken’. You saw the look Frankie gave you in the rear-view, saw his eyes quickly flash towards the exposed skin of your legs and a cruel little part of you soared at that. Got you it seemed to say.

“You look great Spills, Benny is going to eat you up.” He said it playfully but you heard the slight tinge of bitterness. Claudia didn’t notice.

“Oh yes, Benny is going to be all over you. They’re all going to love you, Will and Santi. I know they will.” Even her voice was sweet and you couldn’t help that it pissed you off how nice she was.

“Who’s Benny? Or Will or Santi for that matter?” The names meant nothing to you.

“Army buddies.” You knew him well enough to sense there was something that was bothering him, could it be the thought of his army buddies liking you? Your ego definitely liked that idea.

“They can be a little rough around the edges, but they’re sweet. Benny and his brother Will, even Santi. You’ll love them.” She was smiling at you, beaming.

We’ll see about that.

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It made you a little sad when Frankie held the door open for the two of you as you walked into the bar. Nothing had changed, you knew that if you went to the last booth your combined initials would still be carved into the table. You knew that the second last stool was wobbly and if you sat there when you were too drunk, you’d fall and eat shit.

This is going to be fun.

Blessedly- thankfully- you did not sit at the last booth. When you walked in there had been a loud chorus of what you thought was the word ‘catfish’ which confused you profoundly, that is until you noticed Frankie laughing. They call you catfish? The people calling had slid a couple of tables together in the middle of the large room and had started the party without Frankie it seemed.

His smile was genuine when they greeted him and despite how you felt, despite how hurt you were that it wasn’t you on his arm - merging his home life with this army family he’d made - his happiness was lovely to behold. That smile, in this place was home. The bare bulbs hanging in this dingy bar, bathing him in golden light - seeing him like this made you ache, made you want to run your fingers through his hair. Made you want to kiss the little bald patch in his facial hair.

They all greeted Claudia and the spell was broken; it was almost overwhelming how much it hurt that it wasn’t you.

It should be me, it should have always been me.

“Okay okay - settle down, meet my best friend in the whole world. This is Spills.” He placed his hand at the small of your back - just barely - to bring you forward and they all smiled warmly at you.

“It’s nice to meet you - we’ve heard a lot about you.” A ruggedly handsome man with greying hair walked over to you and shook your hand warmly. He gave you a wink that suggested he knew more about you than you would have liked. “I’m Santi - but everyone calls me Pope.”

You went around as they all introduced themselves, a beautiful blond man named Will who called you sweetheart and gave you a -very welcome- lingering hug.

“Hey, I’m Benny - “ Frankie cut him off.

“Benny - behave please.” Frankie’s face was all smiles but you recognized the tone.

“I’m okay Francis. I can take care of myself.” You smiled at him sweetly and you shook Benny’s hand.

“Yeah Francis, let the lady speak for herself. It’s nice to meet you.” He smiled and guided you to sit beside him. You chanced a glance back at Frankie and you thought you caught a look of recognition between him and Pope but you couldn’t dwell on that. Your emotional attachment to Frankie could have been warping your perception of everything.

I’m seeing what I want to see.

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Benny was chatty, he was sweet and a couple of years younger and you could tell he was a bit wild. Will - who you learned was his brother sat with the two of you and you learned about their childhoods, what had led them to join the army. You learned that Benny liked to box, which was strangely fitting and you learned that Frankie was one hell of a pilot.

At times you could almost ignore the rocks in the pit of your stomach, when Benny laughed and threw his arm around you. It felt nice to have someone pay attention to you this way, even if you weren’t exactly on the same wavelength. A little flirting couldn’t do any harm though and so you let it happen. You smiled sweetly and left his arm in place.

“So why do you guys call him Catfish?” The nickname was strange, he’d always been Frankie or Francis - Francisco when you were angry.

“Isn’t it obvious? Looks like a catfish with those ridiculous whiskers.” Will was laughing and when you looked back at him you found his gaze already fixed on you. On the closeness between you and Benny, you could see the way his eyes narrowed slightly.

Are you jealous right now? You’ve gotta be kidding me.

You could feel your blood boiling, was it all in your head? Were you just hoping that he’d be jealous of… what? Nothing was happening. Benny was cute, sure - but you didn’t want him.

I want you, you idiot.

Suddenly it was too much. You couldn’t be there surrounded by this part of his life that didn't include you. Pope walked over to the three of you as you got up - you needed to get out.

“Just going to grab some air - be back in a few.” You smiled as best you could, Will asked if you needed company, you declined politely.

The cool night air enveloped you when you opened the door - it helped a lot. There was a group of tables with ashtrays just outside the bar and you chose one of the empty ones. There was a gorgeous breeze out, you hadn’t realized how stuffy and suffocating it was inside.

Maybe it's just your brain.

“You okay Spills?” His voice crept down your spine.

“Yep - all good. You?” You could hear him approaching you, felt him sit next to you but you couldn’t look at him.

“I’m okay.” He sat beside you quietly, bumping his shoulder to yours. “What did you think of my friends?” You ignored his tone, somehow hopeful and bitter at the same time.

“They’re really nice, Benny and Will are sweet - Santi seems a little broody.” He laughed and you looked over at him - his big smile brought out your own.

“Just wait - once he’s comfortable around you he’ll never shut up. Those guys have been with me through a lot.” You kept forgetting that there was so much about his time away that you didn’t know. Things Claudia knew.

“You want to talk about it?” You bumped his shoulder back, knowing that sometimes he just needed to be asked. He looked at you strangely then, almost like he had just recognized you.

“Spills-” The door burst open with a loud laugh and Claudia came looking for him.

“Hey babe! Come on, they're making a toast.” She was all breathless smiles, wine dark lips and the end of your moment with him. He sighed loudly, a big smile on his face for her.

“Another time, let's go inside.” he said back to you as he walked towards her, towards Claudia and away from you.

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It’s The Avengers (03x17)

Loki x Reader Avengers The Office AU (Slowwwwww Burn)

Season 3 Episode 17: Homecoming

SEASON FINALE

Series Summary: Living in the Avengers facility post-apocalypse in a better timeline   Tony Stark has decided to capture every moment by pulling The Office on the Avengers. All of housemates are pretty used to the idea except for you, who had just come here to finish her degree, and the newest member- Loki.

Warnings: something mild that you guys have been waiting for

Word Count: my therapist diagnosed me for ADHD and she said that I am on the borderline of the spectrum. In the sense that I have a chance of getting better if I go through proper therapy and bring a change in my thinking. That is good to hear and hopefully I will do better by myself in the near future.

MASTERLIST in bio, darlings. Tags are open (check bio)

A whirr followed by a piercing hum of a machine filled the blackness of the recording device. "Oh shit," a whisper was heard from within the dark. "What," another whispered back. "I forgot to pee." "Scott," multiple voices whispered at once, making Scott apologise to everyone in the dark. "All right, everyone," Natasha's composed voice addressed everyone, "we are jumping in five, four-" "Bucky, is that you?" Steve's voice was quite low. "Three-" "Yeah...well, I've never travelled to space so..." the White Wolf was quick to answer his boyfriend. "Two-" "Maybe I should've worn a diaper?" Scott's whisper was an amplitude higher now,  the fear quite evident in his voice. "One."

The darkness was replaced by a flash of light flooding the lens before gradually giving way to a desert. The camera moved around to take in the Avengers team all suited up in black and purple scrutinising the area around them. Slowly everyone was opening their suit helmets once the oxygen concentration on this alien planet was confirmed. Scott was taking little jumps with his legs crossed. "Excuse me," he exclaimed quite urgently before running haphazardly behind a blue bush. Steve and Bucky stood there holding hands while their gaze went everywhere to look for any sign of trouble. Natasha tested the comms, the incoming signals from the Compound and the number of people who had arrived with her. "I have taken the attendance and we have arrived intact," she narrated robotically into her comms, "though Scott seems to be suffering from travelling sickness." "I'm okay," he shouted from behind the bush with heavy inhales in between his words, "just my bladder. Everything is a-okay. Nothing weird in the pee-pee." Wanda was already making use of her power to scan the entire planet while standing in one spot, her hands glowing in red plasmic waves while the rest of her body floating in a trance. "Have to say, this place almost looks like earth except for those little weird looking rabbits who were watching me behind the bush," Scott commented, coming back to the group. Natasha made eye contact with the one GoPro fitted on Scott's shoulder.

Natasha: *pushing her pigtails off her shoulder* So Shuri and Tony worked out the Pandora Box's algorithm of teleportation in *smiles* forty-eight hours. Bruce helped with the foundation, of course, I just sent him on vacation when Shuri arrived because the big guy was exhausted. *inhales and looks in the direction of her Space Team* As you can see we volunteered to rescue Y/N and Loki- *Tony's voice cracked through the comms* just Y/N. *camera panned in on Natasha's face going back to a stone-cold b*tch* Natasha: *sighs* Pepper deserves a reward for keeping him on earth Tony's voice: I heard that Natasha: *completely ignores Tony* Wanda is looking for them, Steve is here in case we need more brainpower for rescue. Bucks is our muscle and I am here in case any of them have second thoughts about killing anything that tries to hurt my family. And we are all worried that Scott might die on this trip. *camera zooms in on her* We don't even know what he contributes to this group. *camera slowly turns to record Scott, standing there tongue-tied, right from his shoulder* Scott: *in a low, disappointed tone* I am standing right here. 

The camera- or cameras that were embedded in the dangerously fitting space suits- panned in on Wanda's eyes opening with a red glow. "I found them," she announced on a wavelength of confusion. "What's wrong?" Steve asked the question rising in everyone's mind. "Remember the woman who tried to kill Loki and Y/N?" "Aellae," Scott replied in the most derogatory way while making a face. Wanda blinked and tilted her head a bit. "She's alive."

On the Other Side of the alien Planet Coming into focus, a rusty looking fabric came into view, the loose cross stitch giving way to the light of the nearest star to pour in while the fabric flapped in the cool breeze. Panning out from the fabric, the view was shifted to you sitting up from what looking like one really good nap- thanks to that glow on your face and no gravity known by your hair that was everywhere. You wore a brown cotton dress without sleeves- exposing the black thread tied on your right bicep. A bit of air was knocked out from your lungs when Lulu bounced on you to hug and lick you to his satisfaction. The little tent was filled with your giggled and weak persuasion to get him off you. A gust of the cold breeze entered with the figure that came in with the tent. "Grandmamma!" you exclaimed, getting up to go hug Se'tiri, who patted your back. The camera settled down in front of the two of you as you sat down where you had been sleeping. "What are you doing here?" you asked Se'tiri, all smiles till you were hit with a sudden realisation. "Wait-" "You had fallen sick in Jotunheim," Se'tiri explained that sudden rush of questions inside your mind, "so Loki brought you back to me." "Is Loki okay?" was the first question that popped out of you. "You think anything can happen to that mannerless boy?!" she almost cursed him, tapping her cane on the floor. "He left Jotunh-" "Aye," Se'tiri waved your worries away with her hand, "do not worry about useless things. He is mannerless but he thinks ten steps ahead. You worry about yourself. Look at you, huh? You've lost so much weight. Does that boy not feed you? All that beautiful fat has vanished from your body." You were nearly on the edge of tears, hugging Se'tiri with all your might. "I love you, Se'tiri. And I can feed myself. What's that got to do with that 'boy'. It's not like he is going to cry if I lose a couple of pounds. Speaking of which, he isn't even here. Where is he?"

In the Middle of the Desert "I warned you not to follow me." Javier's camera was already panning on Loki's black-clad figure from his right side. The drone flying over them recorded Javier's resolute facial expressions. "I can't let you go to war alone." Loki snickered, barely able to contain his laughter. The drone moved away from them to record an eerie-looking shadow standing on the top of the opposite dune; a shadow with tentacles breaking out in every direction around the figure. Upon focusing, it turned out the figure was Aellae, looking at the figure of Loki laughing on his knees now. Her pale skin was cracked and her lips were dry and chapped. Those eyes were dark and clearly full of unsatisfied rage for the God slithering in the sand on some joke she did not understand. One moment she was standing here, her gaze suddenly locked with the drone; the other moment, she was seen at the foot of the dune before presenting herself right in front of Loki. Loki- all done with the laughter that Javier was clearly not pleased with- cleared his throat, wiped away the tears from the edge of his eyes and stood up to face a very horrid looking Aellae. "'Sup," the God greeting, barely trying to hold his laughter inside him. "You sold me out to those punishers!!!" she stressed the 'P' to nearly spit in his face.  "You need to have some value for me to buy you before selling you out, Aellae," he soothingly stressed to the witch. Aellae was already baring her teeth at Loki, her shadow tentacles growing bigger with every passing second. "I guess riling your own kind against you paid me. I don't see your frail human anywhere." Her giggles of content were stopped by a voice from behind her. "Oi!!!" Loki, Aellae and Javier turned in the direction of this extremely familiar yet surprisingly thunderous 'oi'. The cameras panned in on the figure appearing on the other dune, riding a beast- hairy, husky, well built, no eyes, just a mouth with evident fangs and a roar that could be heard for miles- that almost looked like... "Lulu!" Loki shouted, "I told you not to bring her here you slow-witted pile of husk!!" "Oi oi Loki!!" you shouted back with a tsk. "Do not talk to my baby like that!" Lulu roared in agreement. "And you-" you turned towards Aellae- "no one gets to hurt my boys... except for my family! Families are weird." Aellae snarled at you. "Oh, but I will hurt them. But first I will hurt you." Both you and Aellae wore stern faces, neither of you backing down. Loki on the other hand was rolling his eyes and pressing his forehead with his fingers. "Why can this woman not give me a single day of peace?" Javier looked at Loki with a raised brow, about to say something when Loki raised his index at him. "No. Do not." Giving Lulu a pat, you were already mounting off the dune on his back. Aellae too was rushed towards you in horrific teleportation jumps till she came to a halt in the middle. Once, twice, thrice- the witch tried to move but she seemed to have been trapped right there. You came to a halt a few feet away from her, confused as to what just happened. Aellae was really not able to move. "What's wrong?" you seemed confused. Aellae turned to look up at Loki with all the world's animosity in her eyes. Loki, with his hands behind his back- that the drone recorded glowing- looked down at her with a smirk. "Not so fast," he whispered. Looking down at her feet, she noticed the familiar green and golden glow. With a scoff coming out of her lungs, Aellae gathered her shadows in her palms and directed it in your direction with great force. The shadows swirled around her fingers, found a target in you and rushed in your direction at a speed you were not able to comprehend soon enough. But the drone recording this fight could see them stop right before they came within two feet of you, freezing mid-air like icicles made of dazzling black liquid. "Not on my watch," a whisper stronger than the hot breeze in the desert came from behind you. All eyes watched as Wanda emerged from behind the sand dunes, floating over to come by your side. Her palms glowed with her ethereal magic but her poise made it seem like this took no effort at all. Your eyes widened on seeing Wanda right next to you. Inhaling all the alien air in your lungs, you opened your arms, right in time for Wanda to twist her fingers and raise her brow and smirk. "WANDAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!" you shrieked. And your shrieks were being directed by the Scarlet witch towards Aellae with no delay, making her lose her footing in no time. Lulu was helping you slide down his back right into Wanda's arms. No one could figure out when your shrieks had turned into wails muffled in Wanda's arms. "It's so good to see you," you bawled in her chest, making your witch laugh. "Aw! I missed you too! Though I have been watching you every day." Both of you were embracing each other in the highest hug possible while moving side to side in a slow down. And all this while, Aellae was throwing her attacks at you, which barely made through Wanda's shield. From where Loki watched this unfold, the futile efforts of the bad witch were just clad in some dark humour. "Everything about this makes me cringe," he groaned. "Stop it Aellae," he shouted in her direction, "you are just embarrassing yourself." Aellae wanted to go all dark, her eyes, her features, all covered in the shadows she carried, evidently preparing for a big bang. And just before she could release it, Green and golden chain made of pure magic were wringing her waist, pulling her away from the two women. They yanked her towards Loki, on the top of the dune where the God stood stoic as ever, his one hand behind his back while the other casually carried out what needed to be done. She was roaring in his face, wanting to burst open from those chains, but Loki was already fetching shackles from his pocket dimension to bind her in their magic. "The boys will take care of you," he announced without putting much effort in his words, seeming quite bored. "Man, I love the boys," another familiar voice came from his side. Javier turned his camera to record Scott sitting on the sand playing with the rocks while looking up and smiling at Loki. "They remind me of someone. Like a boy band, I think." Behind him stood Steve and Bucky, both shielding their eyes from the starlight with shades. Natasha was sitting next to Scott, surprisingly entertaining herself with Scott's pebbles game. "Why did we tag along, again?" Bucky asked his boyfriend. Steve puckered his lips, opening his mouth to say something. "Well, the cameras need the sexy while Wanda and Loki take care of things," Scott mentioned as he swimmingly put on his own shades for Javier's camera. Bucky and Steve seemed satisfied with that explanation before a good amount of blushing.

.

"Are you sure this is going to work?" Javier and his drones pointed themselves in your direction. "They better work." Javier seemed pretty serious. "Shuri will be firing the mechanism in exactly-" Natasha looked at the countdown on her watch- "two minutes and thirty-seven seconds. So, everyone, take positions." "Wait," you begged loudly out of the blue, turning towards someone outside the frame. "I'm sorry I have to leave you, my precious baby," you croaked. Your giant floof came forward to smell you before licking your face. He chirped out loud, rubbing his head with yours. "I love you too," you announced at the edge of breaking into tears, hugging him as gently as possible. Loki blinked a few times before looking away from you. Clearing his throat, he came to stand next to you, taking his sweet time to raise his hand and pet him right where he loved it. "Don't let that witch out," he commanded softly to his pile of husk, to which Lulu replied with a loud burp that carried the cries of Aellae from the oblivion inside him. That earned him more soft pats from the God. "Will you be okay alone?" you had to ask, even though you knew that would just bring up more emotions in your throat. "Of course, he will," Loki acknowledged, pointing you in the direction of the nearest dune. There on the top stood six floofs, both big and small just like Lulu. One of them, the biggest of them all, roared with a pulsating sound. Lulu replied with a roar of his own, giving you one last tug before walking towards his pack.

"So, your powers are back," Steve commented, his thumbs resting in his belt loops as he waited for the clock to take them back home. At the same time, Scott was asking you the most awaited question. "Hey, Y/N, what happened at Jotunheim? After you were taken hostage?" Just as your inhaled a lungful and furrowed your brows at the question, Loki was smirking at the captain, moving a step closer to you to wrap his arm around your waist. Call it a reflex or a reaction built on experience but as soon as his arm was wrapping itself around your waist, your arms were grabbing onto his shoulders with your life force within one-tenth of a second "Let's test it out," the God pondered with no drop of doubt on his face, before disappearing with you. An awkward silence loomed after the golden swoop, leaving the Cap a little bit tongue-tied. "You just had to ask," Bucky rolled his eyes but the camera was zooming in on this one mischievous smirk on Natasha's lips as she took her position in the centre and pointed to the block Javier was supposed to stand on. "I am still curious-" Scott raised his hand in the air as he took his position- "in case anyone is curious."

The Lounge The continuous smacking of the LED screen was heard out of the frame while a very flushed MJ sat on the sofa, never blinking for a minute straight. The camera turned to find Peter still smacking the LED and its router while his little bulging bicep was peeking out from his half-sleeved white t-shirt. "Anything yet?" The soda that had barely reached the eighteen-year old's lips spilt a little as she found herself back in reality. "Huh? Wha-oh! No. Nothing." The flushing embarrassment must have increased tenfold on seeing the camera focused on her for she tried to shift in her seat, trying to face away from the camera. Peter stopped the smacking abruptly to let out a groan. "Come on you dumb machine! Work! We need to find out where my friends are!!!!" The 'machine' started to vibrate; the intensity increasing by the second. "Oh my God, I'm so sorry I didn't mean to offend you," Peter was blurting out in one breath. "Peter! What did you do?!" MJ was pulling the boy away from the screen before an intense pressure of air blew them over to the sofa- Peter landing over MJ. In the very next second, you and Loki stood in the middle of the lounge, his arms still wrapped around you. Your eyes closed, your head pressed to his chest, hands clutching the fabric of his long coat as hard as possible, your existence just wanting to stay in this shell even when the people around you started to move. Peter was breathless at the sight. Pointing at you and Loki, no words coming out of his mouth, just that his eyes were getting moist by the second. "Y/N-" Loki's voice was smooth as his hand tried to move your undone hair from your face- "we're home." You made the effort to open your eyes and take a small step away from his chest, but the vertigo of space travel was still playing with your brain, making you lose your balance. Not fast enough for Loki to not catch you in his arms and bring you back to his chest. "Breathe," he ordered in his scruff yet gentle voice. And you obeyed. The camera was frozen on those pale hands holding you tightly to his chest, and that one tick of tension in the brows of the God that seemed to dissolve into a resting cold face as soon as it appeared on the surface. Once your breathing was steady, you tested your balance. "Good now?" You nodded and Loki let you go. The frame captured you slowly parting from him, your gaze stuck on his, relief on both faces, and Peter appearing in the middle with tears streaming down his face, his arms ready to take you both. "I'b soooo habby you're okayyyy," he bawled through his tears and hiccups. MJ pulled him away by his shirt. "Yes, yes, you're really happy now let them breathe first," the sweet girl ordered him in a monotonous tone. You broke into a smile at Peter's overflow of concern and Loki mirrored you all the same. A ruckus could be heard from the lab, specifically Tony asking for you. After two seconds of silence, he was bursting into the lounge breathless to find you standing there, in flesh and blood. Within the breath that you used to wave at him and say, "Hey Mr Sta-ow!" he was already hugging you with the intensity of a thousand suns. "Tony, you need to let her go before she chokes due to lack of air," Pepper pointed out as she stood next in line to hug you. "Are you okay? Does it hurt anywhere? The last feed we got was-" "Yes, Loki saved me," you assured your father, cutting him mid-sentence. "You shouldn't be expecting anything less from him by now. Right, dad?" That's it. That word did it for Tony. All the waterworks that he had been saving suddenly started to pour out while he took Loki's support as a shoulder to hide his outburst. The God softly patted the man on his back with gentle but quite awkward 'there, there's.

Two Hours Later "I'm sorry, I swear this is the last test." Bruce was adjusting his glasses on his sweaty nose, trying his best to stay composed under the stress those two dads standing behind him were giving him. Clint was even holding his resting bitch face in place. "It's okay, Mr Banner. Please take your time, as I told you the last five times." You were surprisingly calm. "Are you sure you don't feel anything weird?" Tony had to make sure.

Bruce: *sighs* Seven

"Yes," you were resisting the urge to scold him by biting your lips and closing your eyes as you lay on the table with all the scanners surrounding you, "I am fine. How about you go take a look at Javier and Loki?" "They got over with the tests half an hour ago," Clint mentioned, taking a sip of coffee from his takeaway cup. "So, there are no foreign sensations in your body?" Tony furrowed his brows as if they would have helped you answer his question. You shared a tired look with the camera.

Bruce: *groans* Eight.

"It wouldn't hurt you to trust me, Tony," Bruce finally blurted it out, picking up the syringe to draw a blood sample from you. "Oh, I trust you-" Tony nodded with assurance in Bruce's direction while Clint mimicked that nod- "it's the...other alien I don't trust." Clint shook his head. Your palms legit slapped the slab you were lying on, taking the men by a little surprise, as you got up to face them. "That alien is the reason I am here." The camera panned in on that nasty glare you were giving those two while Bruce stepped back with his needle, trying to look at anything but you. "He is also the reason you froze to death in Jotunheim." Tony was quite assertive with his voice. "Well, I am not dead, am I?" Your voice rose a tempo higher. Clint raised a brow and took small steps to join Bruce on the side. "And if you saw me in Jotunheim, I am pretty sure you damn well know that I am the one solely responsible for me dying in that frost prison because I know you know I did that on purpose!!" Tony was already matching the rage wavelength with you. "And that makes it all the more reason for you to stay away from that man." "I WAS DYING BECAUSE I WANTED TO COME HOME!!" Your outburst came with the waterworks. Your voice shook but that did not stop you from taking the floor and standing in front of your father. "AND I KNEW LOKI WAS THE ONLY CHOICE!!" "You had Carol," Tony was gritting his teeth. "She has a family to look after too, Mr Stark. And last I remember she was the one who trusted me to stay with Loki till she came back because she knew who was trustworthy. And why are we even having this discussion? That GOD literally fought his own kind for getting me and Javier home safe. What more do you want to take from him to finally see that he can be trusted? What are you afraid of? That he will trick you and take over the world? That he is planning some universal scale annihilation? Well, good for him. At least when he is not thinking of world domination he is busy saving your dumbass destructive DAUGHTER EVEN WHEN HE DOES NOT HAVE TO!!!!" The loud sobs did not stop. But Tony definitely did, watching his anger crumble as he embraced you in his arms and lightly patted your head to make you feel better. "I'm sorry," he finally confessed, "I almost felt like dying when I saw you freezing on the screen. I was angry at myself for not being able to save you." "Then why are you blaming him?" you asked in between your sobs, pointing in a general direction away from here.  "Because he was close to you and I wasn't. I am so sorry, my baby. I just wanted to give you a normal life. I just wanted you to have normal friends, normal college life, normal stuff like boyfriends who I could threaten when they came to take you out for a date. I never wanted you to just disappear into space out of nowhere." The camera turned towards a very wide-eyed Clint just staring into oblivion.

Clint: Well, I thought the older one with daddy issues would handle it well. But *chuckles* she really is his daughter. *takes a sip of his coffee* *feels the taste on his tongue* *makes a bitter face with his tongue out* Ugh! Why is this thing been tasting so bad for these past few weeks?!

A Few Minutes Later Scott, Peter and Pepper being the most avid listeners of the night, showered Loki with questions about all they witnessed on the recordings. Both boys were wearing rabbit beanies and pink pyjamas to compliment Pepper's fuzzy blue ones.  Loki- to the shock and awe of everyone who witnessed this- was unexpectedly patient, answering all their queries. "And they bought it, just like that," Pepper stated with a null expression with curious eyes. Loki shrugged, shifting his arm pillow to Pepper's side. "Their kind takes the female superiority pretty seriously. They practically pray to them. So, it wasn't that hard once Y/N told them she was my wife." Peter and Scott- with their head resting in their palms- let out a stretched 'wow' with dreamy eyes. "They surely are one of a kind." Pepper tilted her head, "Is there some sort of encyclopedia where I can learn about all these creatures? I have been craving new knowledge recently. And Tony keeps all the Discovery channel on child lock so that is not helping. At all." Scott waved a hand at Loki. "And what about the time at the bar? Those beings with long antlers. What are they called?" The camera swivelled to you standing at the entrance of the lounge smiling a glowing smile at the scene unfolding in front of you. You too were on your brown pyjamas, finally looking like a kid amongst all these super adult. Once the camera caught your attention, you nodded at it and walked towards the recording room. "Come on, let's get to it before I fall asleep for seventy-two hours."

You enter the room with a yawn and a stretch, sitting down on the chair and scratching your exposed legs in those fuzzy shorts. Once the signal is given, you look at the camera. You: *sigh* *smile lightly* Well, that was a wild ride. And even saying that is an understatement. All that stuff that we- The door opens and the camera shifts to record Tony apologising before turning to you. "Don't stay up late, okay. You need your sleep," he reminds you in a hush. You nodded and replied with a smile. A pause of three seconds and Tony walks towards you to pat your head and plant a soft kiss in your hair. "Goodnight." "Goodnight," you blow a kiss back at him. Tony walks out with the most precious smile on his face.

You: *inhales* so where were we? Yeah. *laughs* You have seen everything, right? *snickers* and this guy still said he wanted a normal life for me. *laughs some more* This is the normal, father dear. This is how it is! Normal college life? To be honest I am not that disappointed that I missed a couple of assignments. I mean you don't get to say 'I'm sorry I didn't turn in my homework because I was busy being stuck on an alien planet'. *pauses* *presses her lips together to put a stop on the smile* You: Oh! Peter has already used that line. Well, then that makes two of us. And get a boyfriend so he can threaten him? Pfft! What is this some ninety's rom-com high school drama? Someone needs to tell him his daughter hasn't dated in this lifetime. *shakes her head* *stares into oblivion* and with the kind of things, a hundred things, she looks for in one single man guy, she might date in this lifetime... or the next one. *makes a face at her own thoughts* You: *groans* I mean come on! I can't just start dating a guy. You saw how I was when everyone around me was a complete stranger. I barely talked! *looks at the person behind the camera* You: What do I look for in a ma-that's a long list sweety. *shakes head vigorously before giving up* *long sigh* *licks lips* *shrugs* Well, the first thing I want in someone I would consider to be eligible as someone dateable would a person who is my friend.

Recording flips to the small clips of you meeting Loki for the first time, bickering, fighting, laughing together, pranking each other, watching movies together, sharing secrets about the other avengers and reading books together in the library.

A person who *thinks for a moment* gets how important family is to me. And when I say family...well, you know what I mean.

Another clip edit shows the God helping Bucky train in the training room, teaching Natasha about new poisons, blocking all the foreign sounds from the lounge when Pepper was soothing her belly and watching Boys Over Flowers. One time he lifted all the heavy furniture while Tony stress-cleaned the entire place all the while the God read a book. Another time he kept replacing Clint's coffee with a substitute that was good for his heart and tasted better.

I would want to date someone who gives me attention? *tsks* In the sense that they know I am there. I don't know if that makes sense.

Flip to the clips showing Loki moving the side table out of your way- with his magic- when you were busy dancing with your headphones on; him cooling down your tea to bring to a drinkable temperature; him threatening Sam so he doesn't eat your period chocolates; his concerned eyes stuck on you when you were stressed out about your exams at two in the morning in the library before he got you something to drink and offered to go in your place instead; he and Peter playing darts with David's face pasted on the dartboard; him taking the fairy lights from you to place them near the roof where you could not reach, in your room.

Someone who is funny.

The flip is to all the clips where you are either snickering, giggling or cackling with laughter, choking on your drink after Loki said something sarcastic with a straight face.

Someone who respects my space and my decisions

The recording shows Loki smiling while looking at you lecturing the men in the house about mansplaining and how it was an inherent thing for some; the God helping you make sandwiches for the Avenger's donation drive to Stark orphanage; Loki being the first to ask 'want me to help you pack' when you announced to the family you were going to visit a haunted house with your college friends; Loki putting a repel spell on your door when you wanted to be alone; him just sitting in his room by the window reading while you took his entire bed to make zentangles, neither of you talking throughout the time together.

Someone who is not afraid of physical touch. I would really want that.

All the falls that Loki saved you from with his arms, chest and entire body, be it in the Avengers facility or out in space; all the hugs he gave you at your low points; all the pats on your back flash one by one on the screen.

Someone who is *shrugs* *smiles a weak smile* happy for my existence? *brows furrow though the smile is stuck on your face* Someone...who I can get comfortable with. I don't have to put up a facade for them.

Edit flashes of all the moments where Loki gravitates to come and sit next to you, be it in the lounge, the library, the lab, the training room, the spaceship, alien planets. Another edit is of all the moments when you gravitate towards Loki, sometimes a mess in your nightclothes, hair unkempt, burping out loud, sometimes farting without any restrictions, other times groaning and letting your head rest on his shoulder. Other times just plane crying ugly in front of him.

*blinks* *furrows brows further* Someone...who I feel safe with?

This time the shift is to the clips where you are drunk and coming home from the club and Loki is supporting your frame to walk you to your room; another clip shows you watching a horror movie in the lounge late at night and you are burrowing your face behind his shoulder while he sits there with discomfort on his face for whatever movie both of you are watching; there is one where you are not feeling evidently anxious in the crowd of aliens and the camera is zooming in on you fingers lightly holding on to the edge of Loki's coat while you both walk through the market; another one is of you smiling as you look at Loki gush over the simulators in the modified spaceship; then there is one where you are smiling once again despite being surround by lethal frost giants and the reason of you smile being the God who is standing beside you and at the same time standing a step ahead of you to act as a shield for anyone who dares do anything in your direction. 

You are evidently surrounded by clouds of confusion and doubt hiding an impending realisation somewhere inside them. Your lips are parted but no sound comes out. Just when you feel like you have it, confusion grows darker on your features. The door clicks open and Loki's face pops in to find you in the room. The surprise on your face does not go unnoticed by either him or the camera. "You do realise you teleported here in terms of light-years," Loki comments. "Huh?" is all you can manage. "Go get some sleep before Clint comes to kill me in my sleep," he orders before turning towards the camera and finally walking out. A good few seconds pass in deafening silence. Your eyes are still stuck on the door. A few blinks later your eyes go wider. Even the camera knows what has happened for it is panning on the unadulterated shock on your face as your lips finally move to express this newfound theory. "...oh fuck."

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