#she's both a pal AND a security system

[insipid-drivel]

An Open Letter To Whoever Did This:

Cool. So you took this absolutely beautiful 1-2 year old dog and tied her by her harness and leash to a post, leaving her in the sun, in the grass, at the end of a literal dead-end road where only a handful of people would’ve stood a chance at finding her. Her entire body itches. She isn’t spayed. She has pressure sores from being tied up somewhere and left for extensive periods aside from this last time. If the elements didn’t hurt her, then the local coyotes sure as hell would have as soon as the sun went down. But you know what you forgot to do?

Didn’t microchip her, and guess who’s a registered fosterer?! Welcome home Penelope! 

Penny appears to be a Catahoula Leopard Hound/Black Mouth Cur mix. From her emergency vet visit paid for by good Samaritans, she’s a little underfed and needs to be spayed at least, but she’s otherwise been healthy, happy, and overjoyed since the moment she set foot here! She’ll be getting her full workup at my family vet very soon, vaccinated, tested for disease/parasites, screened for any other underlying health conditions, and spayed.

Penny (unashamedly named after my favorite character on Criminal Minds, Penelope Garcia, as well as after Penelope from The Odyssey) spent most of the day running and playing with her new toys on our 5 acres of rural wilderness, grasslands, and ponds. She gives wonderful hugs and kisses and is extremely intelligent. She has wonderful manners already and hasn’t even needed to be housebroken. She’s a very good girl and lets us know if she needs to go outside by going to the door and ringing a bell. She gives tackle-hugs when she’s too excited to contain herself, is already learning new commands, and making friends! She already has a play-date with my weed vendor’s new Blue Heeler puppy.

Penny and my almost-year-old kitten Nimue are still a little unsure of each other. Nimue isn’t thrilled about having a giant in the house, but she’s very tolerant and only lets her know not to get in her personal space. Penny only needed to be warned to mind her space once, and now does everything she can to give Nimue all the sense of safety and security in our home she needs to feel secure.

It took about an afternoon before they were napping together with nobody hissing and nobody whining! She’s already play buddies with our 14-year-old doxie, Eragon, who grew a new pep in his step the moment they set eyes on each other and now likes to steal her toys and hide them in his own bed for their canine games of treasure-hunt.

She only arrived early this afternoon, but I already love her. She’s excellent at heeling and coming when she’s called, and is already learning tricks like, “Go get your toy!” Although, if she isn’t sure which toy she wants to play with, she’s still at the stage where she gets excited and barks. 

She’s a very, very good girl. I was out taking her on a walk just earlier, and my neighbor (who seems to always want a reason to piss off his other neighbors) shouted at me from across our respective properties. He has a yellow lab that he never keeps on a leash and doesn’t have a fence to keep it in, so it regularly digs into ours to use our front yard as its personal latrine.

I didn’t respond and took Penny back inside. I’m not the idiot that can’t recognize their own dog, and frankly, I’ve missed having a canine companion since the passing of my 12-year-old baby, Sean, a few months ago. I miss him very much, and Penny is helping to heal that pain already. I absolutely love how big she is, and I don’t feel anxious or scared to go outside if she’s with me, even with the neighbor yelling at me about stealing his dog and trying to make a scene. I would’ve engaged him, but Penny was already flattening her ears and snarling at him the way I was on the inside, and he quickly muttered a “My mistake,” when she bore her giant hunting-dog teeth at him :) 

#tw: animal neglect #catahoula leopard dog #black mouth cur #i love this dog #and i love my cat #i'm so thankful #she's both a pal AND a security system #penny #pet rescue #she's scared of my cat to the point she hides behind my back if my cat looks at her funny #although it's a weird shift to have this lanky trotting lady appearing in my doorway when i'm used to small breeds...

[tojipie]

ma’am you mentioned slipping a guard a wad of cash for a quick closet fuck in your story so like…how often did prison toji have to bribe the guards? 😅

prison boyfriend toji series linked here <3

content: semi-public, intimidation, mentions of incarceration, facials

custodial wing at 11:30

that’s what he’d whispered to you before you parted during your day visit, hand reaching under the hem of your shirt to trace shapes into the curve of your spine.

you didn’t need to ask questions knowing how often the two of you pulled this off. if the state wouldn’t grant you two conjugal visits on account of you not being married.. then you’d just have to make your own. 

getting started wasn’t a challenge in the slightest knowing entry-level guards melted like putty once a little stipend was involved. money was everything in this system, and toji had left you a lot of money.

once every two months was the deal. frequent enough that you’d both get your fill of each other outside supervised visits, but not so often as to draw suspicion. 

naturally, you make a beeline to your destination as soon visiting hours come to a close, mumbling something about needing the bathroom to a clearly peeved officer at the front desk. 

toji comes into view just at the end of the hall, facing away from you. you realize his body is obstructing another person as you you near, bits of their conversation floating in and out. 

“you really should be in your cell fushiguro...”

“just wait till’ she gets here before you do something stupid.. christ.”

you pause just beside toji, peering over at the navy blue-clad stranger in front of you. 

“where’s..” you trail off, eyes flitting between the two men. great, your regular officer wasn’t on duty today. a fucking warning might have been nice. 

the new guard is probably half your boyfriend’s size—and age, not a firm bone in his body by the looks of it. if he did, you figure toji would already be in solitary for sneaking out of his cell. your shoulders relax at the realization. at least this guy wasn’t a threat. 

the inmate shoots you a knowing smile, sly as ever despite the high-stakes situation. you quickly move to rustle through your pockets at the sight of his outstretched palm, placing a wad of cash in his hand.

“why don’t we give our pal a little gift, hm?” toji coos, holding the money up between two fingers and shaking it like a dog treat. “wanna give me an hour with my girl?”

the guard frowns, looking around cautiously.

“we’re not really supposed to take bribes…”

the fake smile on toji’s face falters. “fuck does that mean?” he says in disbelief.

“well honestly, it means that i’m going to have to report this.” the younger man says, reaching for his walkie-talkie to alert the rest of the security team. 

“are you stupid?” toji seethes. sizing the smaller man up. regret instantly washes over the the guard’s face, eyes blowing impossibly wide as he’s backed up against the wall.

“no sir— I mean— i’m sorry!” a tattooed fist slams against the concrete, dangerously close to his face. 

“i could kill you right now. could snap your neck and keep you in that closet over there,” he whispers, jutting his thumb behind him. you know there’s no real intent behind his words, toji simply wasn’t that cruel. 

the paralyzed guard cowers at the threat, taking the two of you by surprise as a wet spot grows on the front of his pants. gross.

“you gonna piss your pants every time a real man speaks to you? huh?” he barks, laughing at the younger man’s misfortune. 

“no no no please,” the guard babbles, motioning toward the closet. “i’ll keep watch i promise, i— i don’t even need the money i’m sorry.”

“good cause you weren’t getting it,” toji sneers, pocketing the cash before picking you up bridal style. 

“that was mean,” you whisper, oddly impressed at the inmate’s intimidation skills.

“yeah? you like when i’m mean?” he mutters jokingly, hands already squeezing the curve of your ass from where his palms are holding your body up. the contact makes you shudder, sending bolts of electricity right to your core.

you loved seeing him like this, as sick as it was. possessive, short-tempered, commanding. it all made your knees weak. 

you find yourself propped up against the door of the closet moments later, held up by his hands as he wastes no time, leaning in to mouth at the curve of your neck. 

the way he maneuvers you without so much as a sigh only stokes the flames deep in your core. toji’s strength was something to behold, an absolute marvel.

the closet is dim, lit by a pull-string bulb older than the two of you combined. you’re so close that you don’t know where your body ends and his starts, making it seem like there’s not enough air for the both of you. 

you reach down with one hand, keeping the other on his shoulder for balance. deft fingers work up the scratchy fabric of his brown uniform, exposing his abs with a hum.

fuck, he was getting bigger, muscles chiseling deeper and deeper as each day went by. the barest hint of black ink peeks just under the hem of his shirt, grabbing your attention for just a moment.

“lift it up angel,” he rasps, mouth still working at the thin skin of your collarbones. purple blood vessels bloom under his lips, the trail of hickeys growing larger by the minute.

the inmate helps you strip his upper half, lips detaching from your body with a sly smile.

“toji, oh my god,” you gasp, running a careful hand over the barely healed tattoo. 

“didn’t want you to see till’ it was finished,” he explains, grinding the hard length of his cock against your clothed core. 

toji hadn’t taken his shirt off the last two times you’d snuck off together, opting fuck you through three orgasms with his pants around his knees, showing off the barest hint of his happy trail. 

you figured it was for the sake of saving time, a precautionary measure in case your situation was compromised. naturally, there was a much deeper reason behind it.

delicate swirled letters brand your name across his ribs, etched into tanned skin amid a background of black and grey mist. the skin around the edge is still pink and delicate. blushed by the spike of a needle over, and over, and over.

god.. how did he even get this done? and so well at that? the things he manages to achieve even while serving time never fail to blow you away.

you hadn’t even realized he’d stopped grinding into you, his palm just barely cradling your face.

“you okay?” he says it so gently, like you’ll break. 

“it’s perfect,” you tell him, basking in the shy smile he gives you. scarred lips finally meet yours, setting you down on the floor of the closet to shimmy your skirt down. toji pulls away with an audible hum, tapping the inside of your calf to get you to open your legs wider.

the inmate wastes no time, hooking a thumb under the fabric covering your heat, and pulling your panties to the side. you feel his hulking body drop to a knee in the dim light, running thick hands up the soft skin of your calves before pressing a gentle kiss to your clit. 

“beautiful,” he whispers, though the stars that dance across your vision keep you wondering if he’s talking about you, or your pussy. 

and then your thoughts come to a screeching halt as a warm, dexterous tongue licks up the length of your slit. the noise he makes is obscene, desperate, groaning low in his chest as he tastes you for the first time in months. 

you nearly forgot how good it feels to be taken like this, struggling to maintain your balance as toji laps at your hole, two hands settling on your knees should they decide to buckle. 

“tastes so fucking good,” 

he says it directly into your heat, shooting vibrations straight into your core. warm velvet sneaks up to lap at your sensitive bud, tracing hot, wet circles in the spot that matters most.

you peek down just enough to see him free his cock from his boxers. two fingers swipe through your heat, using your slick to ease the slide of his hand along his shaft. 

it’s filthy, the way he’s always been so readily able to shift how he acts around you. cold, unforgiving hands turning into warm fingers that bring you nothing but pleasure. 

you’re the only one who sees him like this— who will ever see him like this. on his knees in the back of a cramped closet, making love to your cunt like a man starved. 

the feeling of your approaching high rips you from your thoughts, hands tangling into his mess of raven hair.

“gonna cum,” you whine, pushing at his forehead to get his face away from your clit. the tiniest bit of relief floods your core as he pulls away, his mouth and chin dripping with slick. 

“turn around.”

you haven’t even fully pressed yourself against the door before the blunt head of his cock is sliding into your entrance, filling you to the brim in one fluid motion.

toji takes a second to palm at the flesh of your ass, humming in appreciation as you adjust to his size.

“please,” you groan, “please just fuck me toji, please.”

the inmate pauses, slipping a hand under the hem of your shirt to play with your tits.

“should i?” he whispers, groaning as you clench down on his length.

frustrated, you push your hips back into his shaft, swallowing him over and over while harsh pants ring out behind you. large hands squeeze around your waist to stall your movements, giving him space to rut into you like you need.

the feeling is seismic, explosive. sending you right over the edge and into the abyss as black streaks over your vision. you don’t think you’ve ever been fucked this good before, taking deep, thorough gulps of air as you’re humped and rutted into against the fragile wood of the closet door.

large fingers wrap around your wrist and pin your arm behind you as you reach down to toy with yourself.

“like this,” he tells you. the implications clear as day.

cum on his cock or don’t cum at all. 

and cum you do, shuddering as you flood yourself between your legs. his pace doesn’t let up for a single second, bucking up into that special spot over and over.

“knees,” he commands, tone as urgent as ever. “fuck, get on your knees.”

you don’t have to be told twice, sinking to the floor to face him as he pulls out of you.

“open baby, open up for me.” the noise his hand makes while her jerks himself off is absolutely debilitating.

you tiredly rest your cheek just under the jut of his hip bone, pressing soft kisses under the far edge of his tattoo. the aftershocks of your high leave you breathless as thick spurts of seed cover the left half of your face. 

toji takes you by the face and holds you in front of him, fingers squishing your lips into a pout as he paints your face with the last of his load.

“there we go, there we go, eat it for me,” he pants from above you, chest heaving from the force of his orgasm. you gather as much as you can with your tongue, letting him thumb the rest into your mouth.

“beautiful,” he says, letting you clean off his fingers with your tongue. and this time you’re sure that he’s talking about you, his girl. his everything.

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[oneprompt]

Hello, Franny! How are you doing? I hope you are doing well! Don't forget to take breaks and take care of yourself!

Franny, can I please request sfw promt №13 “We both have a crush on them , don’t we?“ for Frobin x shy!fem!Reader? If it makes you uncomfortable you can delete it!

Thank you for wasting your time on me!

authors note : im doing quite alright , a bit demotivated from writing but ...! Yknow .. i'll try my best to remember to do those things as i always forget to this was so fun to write .. i love polyam stuff and frobin ?? oh , anon .. you know me all too well. please enjoy , my angel <3

Franky x Robin x Shy! F! Reader : " We both have a crush on them , don't we ? "

Robin's extra spawn of arms fastened an endearing bow around your neck, holding up your newest bikini. She insisted on taking you out shopping, buying things to break out from your 'comfort zone.' After all, it was summertime... You could certainly hide in clothing the entire time, but it would break Robin's heart to see you fall ill to the wicked forces of sun stroke. Plus, it was also an excuse for Robin to indirectly indulge in a guilty habit of hers: retail therapy. You and her originally just went for the bikini, and a shall but alas, that wasn't enough to build an adorable fit for the Sunny. You got new wedged sandals, and a pair of sunglasses to match your gal pal.

      "Come out, Y/n. I'm sure you look lovely," The older woman giggled, cheek resting in her palm. Robin was already out on the ship deck, waiting for you as you changed in the bathroom. Her outfit was more or less, like the polar opposite of the one she had just purchased for you. A small black bikini with a skirt bottom that resided down to Robin's ankles, sunglasses hiding her pearly blues, and a large sunhat preventing the sun from burning her once you two sat down.

And as if you were on a queue, you stumbled out of the bathroom. The bikini Robin had so graciously gotten for you was quaint. A light pink two piece decorated with white flowers, the heels plain white, as well as your sunglasses. You couldn't fight the rapidly expanding blush on your face once you noticed Robin's expression brighten up ever so slightly, a light chuckle slipping past her lips. "Do i look alright?" You asked, avoiding eye contact with the tall woman. Sure, Robin was your best friend but you couldn't help but get flustered around her, especially with her staring at you so intently.

    "Beautiful," she hummed, grabbing your hand. "Let's go sit down and show everyone how cute you are, mhm?" Robin used her free hand to push down her glasses ever so slightly, fluttering an endearing wink at you. From the sensation of her delicate fingers intertwined with yours, to that heart quaking wink, you felt like you were gonna explode, your face acting as the hot ticking time bomb to it all. You couldn’t do anything but nod rapidly at her words, eyes squeezed shut to try and ignore the rather... fruity thoughts that resided in your system every time you looked at Robin. 

Even as you two walked further along the ship, rearing close to the rest of the crew, Robin’s touch against your hand never ceased. She kept your hand secure in her own, holding it softly. You couldn’t help but let your thoughts grow frantic. Was your hand too clammy? Could Robin feel your hands tremble at every light squeeze she gave your palm? You were basically vibrating by the time you two reached the main deck, now on full display to the crew. 

     “You two look mm...suuuuuuper!” Franky beamed, his booming voice overshadowing Sanji’s sorry excuses of compliments and flirtation. Robin laughed quietly at her lovers praise, side eyeing him discretely. 

Robin held your hand tighter then moments prior, “you think Y/n looks pretty? I said the same, but the poor doll won’t agree,” she smirked at Franky, leaning closer to you.

Franky grinned before lowering his shades, raising an eyebrow at you. “You look suuper pretty, you sure are a sight for sore eyes.” His flirty smile only expanded at your reaction, the way you shyed away from his gaze, your cheeks returning to their crimson state. Robin laughed at the two of you, both the way you tried to hide behind your hands and the way Franky continued to unleash mountains of praise towards you, a dopey smile glued on his face. 

Your brain felt 100% discombobulated, a whorl wind of thoughts racing through you. Your brain couldn’t keep up with your heart, the way it swayed back and fourth for the couple before you. Was it weird to have a huge crush on your best friend as well as her cyborg boyfriend? Or was this normal? Curse the world for making you feel so taboo for wanting a hand spawning girlfriend and a 7 foot robotic boyfriend...! I mean, monogamy was the norm and you couldn’t help but feel wrong for craving this type of relationship. Would people look down upon you guys? Wait-! You’re getting waay ahead of yourself! How do you know Franky and Robin would ever want you in that way? What if they were just an... overly friendly couple? Surely, that’s what it was. Just too smiley, and too touchy. Right? Right.. Right! 

         “You- you two are just saying that..” You murmured, shifting your gaze from Robin to Franky every two seconds. Robin’s hand pressed onto your shoulder, looming over you with a soft smile. 

         “Don’t be so humble, Y/n. You’re adorable,” Robin’s hand wandered to your hair, giving you a slight pet before returning her hand to your shoulder. Your eyes darted away from Robin, only to be met by Franky. You peered up at him, just about to turn your head away before he went off once more. 

         “Totally! So cute,” Franky snickered, his hand looped around you and being left behind on Robin’s hand. You were like an ice cream cone beneath them, melting from the small touches that would forever linger on your skin. Being smoothered and spoiled by two tall beauties was certainly an experience. Not that you were complaining, quite the contrary. Their large frames lingering over you, hands giving you touches that left you feeling secure and loved. 

You were basically out of breath from psyching yourself up too much, your glossy lips sealed shut. You placed a hand over your heart, finally trying to catch your breath. 

        “U-um, i’ll be back! I have to quickly go fix my hair..!” You nearly gasped out, your face matching the shade of red that resided on Franky’s hawaiian shirt. Both Franky and Robin lifted their hands off of you, watching you rush away from the deck with an endearing gaze. Even as you almost tripped over your wedged heels, their looks of admiration failed to waver. 

Once the couple heard the bathroom door fly shut, they looked at one another, trading knowing smirks to one another. 

       “You like her, don’t you?” Robin pushed her sunglasses up, leaving them to rest in her hair line. Her expression was smug, eyebrows thrown upwards as she gave her lover a sly gaze. Franky laughed at her words and gaze, hands placed on his hips. 

       “Says you, you super like Y/n, too!” Franky laughed loudly, earning a giggle from Robin as she nodded her head. 

       “Soo... we both like her?” Robin’s smile graced itself into the form of a smirk, arms crossed over her chest. Once more, she earned a nod from Franky. Robin looked from him to the bathroom door, awaiting your return as she conjured up ideas. “Are you thinking what i’m thinking?” she cooed, leaning up against Franky’s side, one of her hands stroking along his arm, fingers tracing along the star tattoo that branded his wrist. 

     “Oh, ya. I know exactly what.” Franky smiled widely down at Robin, one of his large hands lingering along the small of her back. 

      “Oh, splendid.”

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[just-bee-lieve]

I’d love to hear more about michael and Vanessa being besties

OHHHHH GRABS YOU BT THE SHOULDERS AND STARTS SHAKING.

so. pizza plex michael, having somehow arrived the last fire, has wound up at the pizza plex hunting down his fathers. ghost? digital remains? whatever.

N E WAYS he meets Vanessa, and after awhile they start opening up to each other. Vanessa knows that he’s got some stuff going on, but not the full story. Something about his father, a vague guilt when he talks about his siblings, and an over familiarity with the company’s history. He keeps talking about the glam rock theme and nostalgia as something he actually experienced…. it’s weird. But he’s also purple, so what does she care?

It’s nice for both of them to have someone to talk to on security shifts. Mike tends to just do whatever he wants (instead of his JOB, which irritates vanessa to no end-) , BUT he’s always, ALWAYS the first to figure out if something is wrong in the building.

Unfortunately, this means that whenever they have the same shift, it’s really difficult for Vanessa to get up to Vanny stuff. And it’s really hard for Mike to snoop, as he’s a little unfamiliar with the operating system… and Vanessa is all too eager to help.

Mostly, they’re great pals. Poking fun at each-other, fucking around with the walkies, and just generally hanging out. They social lives are admittedly lacking…. they could use the company :}

#TEEHEE #fnaf #this was a brain dump i don’t actually have a solid au #but they. i. the potential man….

[kittlesandbugs]

Friendly sparring (AO3 Link) Fandom/Pairing: FHR / Argentstep Word Count: 2084 Warnings: Nothing much, just gals being pals and getting a little out of control Summary: Lady Argent invites Sidestep to HQ late one night to do some sparring.  Things heat up pretty quickly in more ways than one.

You're both giggling as Argent leads you by the hand through the dark halls of the Rangers HQ, no trace of resistance at breaking and entering. Is it really breaking in though, if the security system lets you in like old friends at her whim? Legality in the eye of the beholder, as with most things in Los Diablos. 

"You sure about this?" The lights come on automatically with the heavy *thunk* of an industrial breaker as you enter. A quick glance around reveals no windows; you should be safe from prying eyes. 

As safe as you can be with her. 

"Afraid of how bad I'm about to kick your ass?" she asks like she's the mind reader as she pads onto the mat. 

"No!" you say, maybe a little too strongly, as you kick your shoes and socks off and follow her to the center. 

Maybe you're a little afraid, but you aren't admitting that to her, not ever. You're hampered without your armor, even if she's sworn not to use claws. Telepathy hasn't officially been taken off the table, but you can't exactly feign ignorance to her feelings on the matter. Maybe if you stay subtle, you can use it if you need it. She may have other tricks herself. You still don't know the limits to her capabilities. 

She bounces lightly on her feet, the look in her eyes devilish with her sharp grin. She doesn't believe your protest at all; you don't even need to try to see that much. 

A flash of silver is all the warning you get before she's on you. Duck under the punch, your own at her jaw, she deflects, counters with a kick you're a hair too slow stepping back from. It gets you in the side. Not hard, she's pulling her blows. 

Makes sense with her strength, but it still pisses you off like Herald does when he's holding back. You'll show her you're not to be played with, armored or not. 

Looping an arm around her ankle before she can withdraw, you jump back. She goes down hard on her back, breaks the force with a slap on the mat. Her foot flows out of your grasp, and she kips up with a grin. 

"Want to play rough, do you?" 

You cross your arms and glower. "Don't go easy on me just because I'm not armored. Neither of us get better that way."

She rolls her shoulders and arches her back in a stretch. "Ricardo always said you didn't mess around with sparring. Even if he did kick your ass nine times out of ten."

"And who's kicking whose ass now?" 

"You haven't had a rematch yet." She rolls her mercurial eyes. "And kicking Herald's ass all the time is hardly an achievement."

"Who said I was talking about Herald?" 

A wicked grin, teeth sharp enough to cut. "You haven't actually beaten me yet either."

"Maybe. But I can say the same about you."  Your stalemates have cut it very close though. You've been lucky. Probably too lucky. 

"Today's the day, then." 

She lunges for a grab, intent just barely giving you a headstart to counter. You let her make contact and drop your weight as she latches onto your arms, down onto your back, send her flying with a kick and roll back up to find her doing the same. 

"Not bad," she laughs, mind bright with pleased surprise you don't even have to make an effort to read. Did she think this would be too easy without your armor enhancements? Rude. "How about this?" 

A swipe like her claws are out. You duck, counter with a fist to her solar plexus, and that's like punching a wall. She grins and strikes back with a punch that glances off your cheek as you sidestep (hah) and drop to sweep her legs. She jumps back, lunges forward, grabs your collar as you rise. If her claws were out, she'd have shredded it. She dips around behind you, grabbing and pinning one of your arms against your back as her other hand releases your collar and coils around your neck. 

"Gotcha." You can hear the smirk in her voice, lips grazing your ear. 

"That's what you think," you growl, sinking your weight into your feet. Snap your head back into her nose. She swears, grip loosens. Drop, twist and duck into the crook of her arm, check her with your hip to knock her off balance, throw her over your shoulder. 

A normal person would have had their nose broken. You know because you accidentally broke Ortega's once when he snuck up behind you. Her face is perfectly unmarred and unbloodied as she rolls over with a low snarl. She definitely felt that though. Still feeling it, mind rough and sharp and angry, swarming like bees. 

She climbs back to her feet, staring you down as she paces around. You turn with her. No more getting around behind you. A moment where she tenses and then—

Fast!  

You duck and roll and backpedal from another strike. Fuck, she definitely means business now, and without your armor boosting you to keep up, you need an edge. 

You reach with your mind as you make more distance and slide in following an eddie. You don't need to go deep, surface level, just a little twist using the mirror reflection to your left to screw with her perception of where you are, and she manages to stop dead before colliding with it. 

You close the distance when she shakes your illusion loose from her head. 

"Did you just—" She's cut off by your foot in her gut, sending her several stumbling steps back. Caught her before her skin could harden for once. 

"Maybe," you half-admit, because the swarming of her mind knows it. Lying would just piss her off more. 

"Don't think that's going to work again," she growls, sharp teeth bared, eyes unnerving, no longer unmarred silver. 

Twice more she almost gets you and twice more, you squeak an escape. Telepathy doesn't cut it anymore, with her onto your little tricks. You don't want her to know all of them anyway, just in case. She's getting even angrier. Even faster. There's little you can do but stay on the evasive, waiting for an opening. Light glints off her fingertips. Light dies in the six little pupils that emerged after your telepathic stunt.

And then her ankle catches yours and tears it into the air as she crows, "Got you!" 

Your back hits the mat and she's on you, quick as a lightning strike. Hands take yours, pin them above your head as she straddles your chest. Her size always hides her weight advantage, denser than flesh. A cool shifting teases against your wrists as her left changes shape to hold them and her right comes down to rest lightly around your throat. You flex your hands and they're both trapped, tied together, and held easily with her strength. Her claws rasp against your tender skin, not cutting, but not far from it despite promises made to keep them sheathed. 

You haven't exactly played fair either. 

Her lips curl into a Cheshire cat grin as you swallow against her palm, throat suddenly dry as a bone stripped clean. Not a comforting image to have with her. Only one thing in her mind and it's you, flushed and panting and trapped at her mercy. Six little pinpricks bore down into your eyes as she leans her face in close, silver skin picking up your tawny browns and the navy of the mats. 

"Are you finally ready to give up?" 

You nod slowly, carefully. 

"Say it," she hisses, fingers tightening, claws threatening. 

"You win," you say, almost a whisper. You aren't sure if the waver in your voice can be attributed to concern for your tender throat or the fluttering in your chest. You aren't sure you want to dig into how close this is to your fantasies. 

"Good girl," she purrs low, pressing her lips to your cheek, a panther sheathing her claws as her grip relaxes. 

Oh.  

That hits you like a punch to the gut. Heat that was already coiling in your gut slithers its way up to your cheeks as you squirm in her grip, finding no purchase, no escape. 

Who are you kidding exactly? How much do you really want to? 

Her grin turns delighted, a peel of laughter falls from her lips. What's she see that's so— oh fuck, she can see it, the heat working its way through you. You could see it on Ortega through her strange eyes when you peeked in her memories. She can see it in you too, and you doubt she'll let you forget it anytime soon. 

You open your mouth to spit out a denial or deflection or you don't know what, and it stops mattering because her lips meet yours as she slides off your torso to lounge beside you. Between her hand trailing its way down your chest and her tongue tangling with yours, any attempt at coherent thought slips through your bound grasp like mist. 

She lets you come up for air eventually, releases your hands, and her fingers toy with the drawstring of your sweatpants. Her wolfish smirk could put even Ortega to shame. 

You can't find it in you to look away or pull away. Instead you relax, sink into the mats' embrace, and leave your hands where she left them. You know better than to touch uninvited, especially when she's riled up. She draws closer, lips ghosting your jawline as anticipation shivers down your spine. Eyes back to normal, pure liquid silver for now. 

"Ready to switch gears?" she asks, voice honeyed like the sweetest of poisons. 

Just as you start to accept and drink it down, a throat clears in the doorway. Argent's hand darts out from under your waistband like she'd been stung. Both your heads whip around to the door to find Chen leaning against the frame, arms crossed, nonplussed. 

Fuck, how long has he been standing there? He's too quiet, too shielded, for you to pick up without focus. Dangerous. You're getting too sloppy for this. 

"What are you doing here?" Argent demands, as sharp as her teeth. Thoughts teaming to the surface, searching for the trap amidst the chum. No one is supposed to be here this late.  No one was here. When did he arrive? 

"The mayor needed a report expedited."

"We don't answer to her."

"We don't," he agrees with a nod. "But a little favor doesn't hurt relations now and then."

She has nothing to say to that, and it sounds like an argument they've had before. The silence drags on between the three of you, no one moving until he once again breaks spell. 

"So," he not-quite drawls, "what's this, then?" 

"Training." Argent glares, daring him to say otherwise. 

"Ah," he says, and you can see something in his sharp gaze that makes you nervous. "Is this how you plan to deal with Reckoning then?" 

Oh he did not just— don't. Don't fucking react, stay neutral, stay cool. 

"Are you implying something, Chen?" you ask, meeting his stare level and hard, your voice just this side of steady. Also daring him to say otherwise. 

"I wouldn't dream of it." He jerks a thumb over his shoulder. "Now get out of here. You both know civilians —" Oh, you can hear the air quotes there. "—aren't allowed in restricted areas."

You pull yourself up off the mat slowly, languidly, like a cat that knows there's no consequences coming. Argent is already on her feet, leading the way as you collect your shoes and slide by him with one last pointed look that he meets. The arch in his eyebrow says he knows. But he hasn't come out and said it. You're almost certain he hasn't told Ortega though. Ortega wouldn't be able to keep his mouth shut about it. What is Chen's game? 

A thought for another time. Argent takes your hand as you round the corner out of his sight and breaks into a relieved giggle. It's contagious, though you half choke on yours. It's getting harder and harder to keep up the civilian act in public. Innocence in the eye of the beholder, though "reality" is quite malleable in the hands of a telepath. 

Except when it comes to Ortega. How long until he figures out who you are, too? 

#kitbug writes things #fhr #argentstep #lady argent #sidestep #riley owens #i have been chewing at this for over a year #it was a spotify wrapped prompt last year #and the song was widowmaker by night argent #anyway i'm tired of looking at it please enjoy #i love my girls so much lol

[eddo-tensei]

Miraculous Ninja Bio #3: Alya Cesaire

Gonna push myself a bit more and go over more characters for this MLB/RC9GN crossover. This time, we’re talking about Alya. Don’t worry, I’ll get to the Norrisville crew eventually. Just need to go over the main Miraculous crew coming here...and the villains. If anyone’s interested from reading the biography, here’s the fic:

Miraculous Ninja: Tales of Heroes and Magic (MLB x RC9GN crossover)

Alright, let’s put this blog on blast.

Backstory: Alya’s life wasn’t extraordinary. She wasn’t born to a family of bakers nor was she brought into the world of luxury. She simply came from a family hailing from the French-controlled Caribbean island of Martinique. With her zooologist father, a culinary expert for a mother, along with her three sisters, Alya spent most of her life in her home province studying in a private school. She found herself running a lot of the technical side of the school system and by middle school, she was dabbling in online maintenance. She was also a frequent member of her school’s comic book club where they would discuss all kinds of superheroes. For the most part, it felt like life was going to be simple. That was until her mother managed to secure a job in one of the most prestigious hotels in Paris. Thus, her family relocated there as Alya now found herself in Collège Françoise Dupont. There, as a new student, she ended up meeting a lot of new people including a lonely girl by the name of Marinette. Seeing the sort of trouble Marinette was going through, Alya took it upon herself to be Marinette’s friend and help her through whatever life throws at her. Soon, however, Alya found herself in the midst of what could be described as a seemingly neverending battle of good and evil as Hawk Moth emerged from the shadows to cause chaos only for the heroes, Ladybug and Chat Noir, to come out and stomp that chaos into nothing. Feeling her two childhood hobbies unifying, Alya started up the Ladyblog and vowed to do what she can to document all the heroic acts of these two glorious saviors of her new home.

This would be one of Alya’s defaults as when she wasn’t focused on the blog, she was helping Marinette with anything that would come up. Babysitting, coming up with designs, trying to win over Adrien, homework, Adrien, parties, Adrien. In case you can’t tell, a good amount of their hangouts involve trying to figure out ways for Marinette to win Adrien’s heart. That said, these hangouts didn’t come with their own perks. Alya and Marinette both end up connecting to more of the people in College Dupont, even garnering their own circle of friends through this. Alya was even able to find her own love in Nino Lahiffe. It was clear that just as she was able to help Marinette open up and gain friends even when facing obstacles like Chloe, Marinette was helping Alya connect to her new home more and more. She even recently found the courage to sign up for a program that saw her connected to a pen-pal. A kind girl named Theresa who she would exchange letters with every now and then, mostly about the heroic exploits going on in Paris as well as some of the interesting stuff that occurs in Norrisville.

That said, this wasn’t without strife. She found herself being one of the earliest villains created by Hawk Moth’s Akumas during her quest to find out who Ladybug was. As Lady Wi-Fi, she ended up being one of the more difficult adversaries to fight and someone who would frequently return due to Hawk Moth finding her powers quite helpful. Even so, she was able to find some brilliance as when her younger sisters fell under the spell of an Akuma, she had a fateful encounter with Ladybug who entrusted her with the Fox Miraculous. Gaining a fast friend in the Kwami of Illusion, Trixx, Alya ended up with the identity of Rena Rouge. Even if it was technically a temporary gig, Alya relished her time as Rena and she found herself blessed time and time again as Ladybug would come to her for help multiple times. Still, no matter what, even with all the reports and vlogs she had done, Alya could never really figure the one thing that she felt like she needed to figure out and that was Ladybug’s identity. Even if she knew she couldn’t report on it due to the threat of Hawk Moth, she still wanted to know who was behind the mask, but it seemed like an unattainable thing...

...That was until through becoming part of a Akuma group and being saved that Alya would end up being hit with a massive secret from her friend, Marinette. That Marinette and Ladybug were one and the same. Through this, Alya was then entrusted with the secrets of the Miraculouses and thus became Marinette’s sole confidant in figuring out the truth for not only the Miraculouses, but also how to take down Hawk Moth. In fact, it was Alya’s own intuition that led to the creation of the Prosperity Charms which would ensure that a dangerous Akuma would never be created again. This ingenuity would actually be enough for Marinette to grant Alya full ownership of the Fox Miraculous. It was clear that the two were getting somewhere. With this one secret being learned, Alya could now focus on other things with Marinette.

Then came the news about Adrien’s move to Norrisville. Having heard this from Nino, Alya was hesitant at first, but ultimately decided to go for three reasons. 1) She didn’t want Nino to feel forced to stay behind if she didn’t go, 2) She wanted to make sure Marinette was doing okay since she knew the girl would follow Adrien to the edge of the Earth, and 3) That was where her penpal lived and with that in mind, why would she pass up the opportunity to meet up with a good friend? Thus, albeit with some unexpected guests, Alya found herself moving to Norrisville.

Appearance: With tan skin and hair styled into an ombre of brown and red, Alya is also distinguishable by her gold eyes and the mole on her forehead. Donning a pair of glasses, Alya would frequently be seen in a plaid shirt with a tank-top underneath along with some light-blue jeans and some white-and-black sneakers courtesy of Style Queen. She also wears a fanny pack for stuff like her phone and more importantly, Trixx. She’s also a bit taller than Marinette.

As Rena Rouge, her hair becomes a three-color ombre going from bright red to orange all the way to pure white at the tips as it’s all styled in a ponytail. On top of the bodysuit that most holders have, Rena dons a orange overcoat with white coattails on the back to mimic the tail of a fox. The Miraculous, normally a necklace, becomes a zipper to the suit and she gains some fox ears to go with the orange and white domino mask. Standing with her signature flute on her back and wearing tall black boots with fox prints on the bottom, Rena Rouge is certainly one of the more dapper looking heroes on Ladybug’s side.

Personality: It was clear that the comics that Alya grew up with instilled plenty of positive values in her. Namely those of loyalty and friendship, which shines through with her friendship with Marinette as well as all of the other students in College Dupont. As a relatively new student, Alya found herself being more than happy to reach out to as many people as she could. She found that one way she could reach people was through the reports on her blog where she would give updates on Ladybug’s exploits in hopes that her heroism would rub off onto others. She genuinely cherishes the people in her life, whether it’d be her family, Marinette, Nino, or just any of their friends. Comics taught her a lot of things and it’s clear that these positive values were just some of them.

That said, when you raise yourself on what you see on comics and TV, some things can get mixed up. Alya has a bad habit of trying to do things that seemed to be cool in comics, but don’t always translate well into reality. Her plans for Marinette to help her win Adrien’s heart tend to get rather cartoonish and when Marinette comes up with a plan that’s just as cartoonish, Alya always goes along with it. While that is proof of her loyalty, it’s also a sign that Alya doesn’t always know what’s right, hence why her hunt for Ladybug’s identity was questionable. Also, while she is very willing to reach out to others, she also finds it hard to forgive those who would actively cause harm, Chloe being one such example. Even so, when Alya realizes what she does is wrong, she’s quick to correct herself and does what she can to fix it.

Powers: At this point, it should be routine what a Miraculous does to someone. It improves their skills a lot and gives them a great amount of durability with its usage depending greatly on the user. In Rena’s case, she’s very much a planner and with her main ability, she had to figure out what works.

Mirage: Playing a tune on her flute, Rena is able to conjure up an Illusion that she could control through said flute. The Illusion can range from massive spectacles to merely impersonating individuals to fool others. Not only can she create visual illusions, but also auditory illusions.

Being predisposed to superheroes, Alya is quickly learning the ropes on how her powers work, but with a certain leak resulting from a certain bully, only time will tell if she’ll be able to keep it.

Current Events (SPOILERS FOR THE FANFIC TOWARDS THE END):

(IN CASE THIS NEEDS TO BE REPEATED, THIS IS GOING TO CONTAIN SPOILERS FOR THE EVENTS OF THE FANFIC! IF YOU WANT TO LEARN MORE, PLEASE READ THAT SO YOU DON’T END UP SPOILING YOURSELF. LINK’S AT THE TOP!)

At Norrisville High, Alya was able to meet up with Theresa as well as the owner of the school blog, Heidi Weinerman. Quickly getting some strong connections with them, Alya would do what she can to help them out. That said, it didn’t mean she would miss out on heroics as not only did Ladybug and Chat Nor come out to save the local hero, the Norrisville Ninja, from getting his head ripped off, but Shadow Moth would make himself known to the town. With these threats all around them, Alya would end up helping Marinette hide and warn her about incoming threats. Aside from that, she would hang out with Nino and even give him a save from some bullies as Rena Rouge.

This stay would not come without strife either, however, and her first real test would come in the form of having to save an Akumatized Theresa after Marinette basically tore the poor twirler a new one for a romance scheme gone awry. Upon finding out what Marinette had told Theresa as well as how badly it affected Theresa, Alya had to confront Marinette on this and basically tell her off for doing these things. Thankfully, Theresa was saved and through some more chewing out, Alya was able to help Marinette and Theresa reconcile these issues. That said, through Shadow Moth, Theresa ended up gaining the knowledge of Alya’s identity as Rena Rouge.

Her second test would come in the form of King Arthurpod. With Ladybug and Chat Noir having a hard time with the evolved insects created from this Akuma, she would end up teaming up with the Ninja in order to come up with a sneaky Mirage that would cause infighting amongst the humanoid insects and secure another victory for the heroes. For the most part, Alya had proven herself to be a great heroine and success was all there.

Unfortunately, there was a problem and that problem was named Heidi. Ever since Alya and her friends got here, Heidi had been pressing Alya for a way to get an interview with Adrien. While Alya didn’t want to say no, she couldn’t think of a way to make it happen. Unfortunately, as this gets pushed back more and more, Heidi would end up going behind Alya’s back to interview Marinette instead. This led to a chain of events that would mess up a lot.

Alya woke up to see a video from Heidi talking about Marinette’s crush. While initially skimming it, Alya discovered that this video was recorded by Heidi without any consent from Marinette and with how it was edited, she recognized it as a smear campaign of her friend. Needless to say, Alya was FURIOUS and dragged all of her friends to verbally eviscerate Heidi for what she had done to her friend. Unfortunately, it only got worse as Heidi became Newsflash and through extracting the memories of Theresa, she would end up exposing Alya as Rena Rouge to the whole school. This initially shook Alya up, but she ultimately decided to face Newsflash anyways and ultimately defeat her with one last Mirage. In the fallout, despite Heidi showing regret, Alya could not bring herself to forgive Heidi for what she done and ultimately refused to make amends. She had also resigned from her position as the holder of the Fox Miraculous and with how Marinette’s confession with Adrien panned out, it was clear that a lot of changes were ahead of her. Ahead of everyone, really. Even so, she’ll do what she can to make sure things would be okay.

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there was some kind of baby terf in my notes this morning and she didn't even wait long enough for me to actually read whatever she wrote before blocking me. great job, showing all your cool radfemmy pals your burning hot take on a trans persons post complaining about terfs. did you secure the likes. did you get the applause

anyway with all of this bullshit going on i really wish we could make ppl see that gendered oppression affects pretty much everyone, and that the fights against misogyny and against misandry overlap, are not opposites, are not enemies.

you think you'll hate men out of being violent? when was the last time hate stopped you being violent?

certainly not this morning when you found a ranty post of mine and interpreted it as hate and decided to double down on your brainrot radfemmy ideals.... why do you think it will work on men?

anyway I'll die on this hill forever but we have more in common than we don't. and the fight against gendered oppression needs to be a multi-pronged approach.

yes of course we need to fight misogyny, it still is one of the most pervasive forms of oppression in the world. we've come super far since the beginning of last century though, especially in Western countries, and to uphold womanhood as "the most oppressed" in the UK or US isn't just myopic, tone-deaf posturing (playing oppression olympics has NEVER served ANYONE), it's also an ideal base from which to ignore countless other forms of oppression (or participate in them and make them worse - great job TERFs on that one!!)

Anyway. Yes misogyny exists and needs to be fought. No one is saying that we should stop fighting for the women.

But we need to fight for the men too. Toxic masculinity and misandry are part of the problem. The way men and boys are raised and socialised leaves them little option to be anything but violent.

And that's a PROBLEM!!!! and you'll agree with me on that!!!! i know you will since most of your entire argument is "men are violent and that violence is making us women unsafe"!!!!

which is a true statement. it also makes other men unsafe. and let's not even get started on trans and gender nonconforming people, who get the worst of misogyny AND misandry combined.

so the culture that brings up men to be violent is making us all unsafe, right? women, men, queer people, children. everyone.

and you won't hate them out of being violent. in fact when people feel hated and prosecuted, they're more likely to lash out!! surprise!! it's human nature.

and we need a wide spread, probably even global strategy to take men into the 21st century with us. like. we can't just put the onus of this on individual men. mostly because it won't work, and men are operating within society, and it is society* that rewards them for anger and punishes them for kindness. so a big societal shift is needed.

one that paints men as loving.

kind.

emotive - capable of experiencing the same range of emotions as everyone else. and allowed to express them.

people who are in pain, who have been hurt and traumatised by society and people around them.

not inherently dangerous.

capable of love and goodness and change for the better.

we need to believe men are human beings. we need to humanise them.

and before anyone says that "men would never fight for you the way you fight for them" yeah and? my little pet cat would probably eat me if she ever got the chance, im still gonna take care of her? people don't have to like me or even be super aware of their oppression for me to fight for them. a lot of men lack the words and understanding to describe the absolute hell society makes life for them but does that mean they deserve to suffer under it forever? fuck no and if your answer would be different please. I'm fucking begging you to reexamine your priorities & start seeing men as people. who deserve better. just like everyone else

*"society" means other people (both men and women and others) as well as systems and processes that structurally prefer angry, violent men over calm, kind ones. policies or culture in a work place for example, which is not usually tied to any one person. there was an entire post about how societally, men who are kind and respect women, are punished for it. it is not just other men doing this, it's plenty of women and queers doing the same thing, and it's baked into society on a fundamental level, where we CAN'T fix it by changing just individual behaviours. we CAN'T fix it by making all men go to therapy I promise. this is a cultural thing that we need to deal with on a cultural, societal level, and we can only do it if we work together, and love ourselves and men enough to believe we are all capable of change. hope this helps

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[toetrunk22]

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Yuki's husband, Blight, would be lounging on the couch, texting his pals on his phone. Yuki approached him, worried, and asked, "Blight, do you know where the kids have gone?" Blight looked up at Yuki with a puzzled expression on his face, puzzled because Yuki was anxious. "All I know is that they went outside to play, why? Did something happen?" Blight asked, and Yuki froze as a million thoughts of her children being hurt flooded through her mind.

"W-We need to find them!" Yuki screamed, leading Blight to jump up and grab Yuki's arms. "Sweetheart, calm down and tell me what's going on!" Blight said, trying to figure out what was bothering her. "There's no time to explain; just get in the car!" Yuki yanked Blight's hands away and dashed inside the kitchen. She'd race over to her car keys, only to realize the butcher knife had vanished. She didn't give it much thought, but she did make a mental note of it. She hastily grabbed her keys and dashed outside into her and Blight's family car as it began to rain.

When Yuki noticed the rain, she feared for her children as well as Blight; all three of them had weak immune systems and could easily get ill, so she swore to find Bluki and Syuki as soon as possible. Yuki was terrified as she drove out of the driveway. She and Blight drove around town for a couple of hours looking for Bluki and Syuki, but they were unsuccessful, so they had to return home. They both got off the car after Yuki parked in the driveway. Blight returned to the house, but Yuki remained outside in the pouring rain.

Yuki would gently raise her head to the sky, tears streaming down her cheeks as the pain inside her became too overwhelming. She was about to lose the two most important people in her life, her children, and she couldn't stop crying at that point. Yuki came to the house after a while, brushing her tears away. When Blight saw Yuki wiping her face, he scowled; he despised it when Yuki sobbed. Yuki usually cried when they first met since her anxiety and depression were much greater than they were at the time, and seeing her like this worried him.

"Babe, can you run a hot bath for me?" Yuki whispered as she was too tired to raise her voice. Blight seemed to understand what she meant as he softly kissed her on the cheek to comfort her a little. "Of course," Blight answered as he went up to the bathroom to make the hot bath. After a few moments, Yuki followed him into the bathroom, where he sat beside the bathtub, just finishing off the bath preparations. "Shall I come into the bath with you? I can wash your hair so you may relax a little," Blight said, his face softly smiling.

"Yes, I'd love it," Yuki answered as Blight rose from the ground and hugged her tightly. Yuki would sigh, content as Blight held her close. The way he held her had always made her feel so secure and comfortable, so she would put her hands upon his chest as she closed her eyes to enjoy this brief moment. They both lay on their bed cuddling up with each other after their bath. Yuki lay there, worried but secure because Blight was beside her, wondering why they would suddenly go missing. "They do run away most of the time, but Syuki always has her phone with her and..." Yuki reflected.

"That's it!" Yuki cried, leaping from her bed. As he watched her retrieve her phone from the nightstand, Blight seemed perplexed by her unexpected burst of energy. "I can just call Syuki's phone, or maybe track her down!" Yuki thought to herself, her hands shivering as she dialed Syuki's number. But Yuki's delight was short-lived when she heard Syuki's ringtone from somewhere in the house. "I'll go look for it," Blight said as he rose from his bed to look for the phone. He returned upstairs to his bedroom after declining the call; he discovered the phone in the basement but lied to Yuki, stating he couldn't find it. Yuki would sigh as she felt herself giving up, then place her phone on the nightstand and go to sleep.

Yuki awoke the next morning to texts from Blight on her phone, telling her that he had already left for work and would return at high noon, which was 12 a.m. Yuki would respond with a cheerful emoji, "Okay Love, have a fantastic that at work!" In all honesty, she is a wonderful wife, but now that she was alone, she couldn't help but pick up a knife and slice it across her thighs. She assumed Blight wouldn't notice, but when he returned home and didn't see her preparing lunch in the kitchen, he realized something was wrong. He ran up the stairs and peered into their bedroom; Yuki was still slicing her thighs with the knife, oblivious of Blight's presence.

Blight stood behind Yuki, casting a shadow on her, which Yuki noticed and swiftly turned around to see Blight looking at her with a sad expression. Yuki's eyes widened with alarm as she realized she had been caught doing something she wasn't supposed to do. "Sweetheart," Blight murmured, his voice quivering. "What do you think you're doing?" Blight said, to which Yuki replied, "It's nothing!" out of terror. "You broke another promise; why didn't you call me before it happened? I would've dropped everything for you and rushed back here," Blight remarked, dropping to his knees and hugging Yuki from behind.

Yuki would tremble as she felt the blood from her cuts stream down her thighs, and Blight would feel her shiver as he held her. Yuki hasn't shivered like this since they first met; it used to happen whenever she was scared. Yuki used to say under her breath, "This wasn't meant to happen again," as if she was angry with herself. Blight quickly snapped out of his reverie and chose to place Yuki on the bed so he could better check the cuts on her thighs.

Blight would sigh as he wrapped a bandage from the nightstand drawers; he kept first aid kits within there so he could have easy access to it if something like this happened. Yuki cast a glance to the ground, too ashamed to look Blight in the eyes. Blight would sit by Yuki and offer her a firm hug once he had finished caring to her wounds. Yuki was overcome with emotion and quickly lay her head on his chest to cry her heart out.

Yuki collapsed from tiredness, and Blight lay next to her on the bed, clutching her closely. He kept himself awake by thinking about many things. "I feel awful, I feel like I should've simply left them alone, I never wanted something like this to happen," Blight reflected as he tightened his grip on Yuki. Remembering how they would scream their pleadings for compassion, prompting him to cry. "Why couldn't I stop myself?" he wondered as his eyelids drooped, and he soon closed his eyes and went asleep.

When Blight opened his eyes in the morning, he noticed Yuki was gone, which worried him. He quickly grabbed his phone and unlocked it, only to discover that there were no fresh messages from Yuki. He became increasingly concerned as he hurried down the corridor, coming across the hallway and seeing Yuki's form at the corner of his eye inside the restroom. He almost stumbled on the mat as he stopped himself and rushed inside the bathroom, relieved to see Yuki was safe and preparing the bath.

Blight would give Yuki a warm smile as he said, "Yes." They had a good time talking and joking together until Blight decided to wash Yuki's hair. Blight would do it for her to give her a sense of comfort and relaxation; Yuki always appreciated this, so she would close her eyes and grin as he scrubbed away. After a time, Blight would rinse Yuki's hair and hug her from behind, resting his head on his shoulder. Yuki became perplexed by this act, facing him and saying, "Is something the matter, love?"

"Ah, they feel much better but they still hurt," Yuki chuckled nervously before adding "I apologize for making you worry." Blight would wrap his arms around Yuki more tightly as he heard her apologize to him, "It's not your fault, it never was and it never will," Blight said softly, raising his hands and patting her on the head. Yuki's cheeks would pucker as she relished Blight's pats. Blight had always made Yuki feel cherished, something she valued.

Yuki would place a bandage around her thighs after their bath, and Blight would depart for work. Yuki was bored at home, so she chose to watch the news on their television. She would notice that Syuki and Bluki were last seen in the forest near their house as she watched. Because of her motherly instincts, she dashed out the door, hoping to see them alive and well. Because it was the rainy season, it was still dark and dismal. Yuki had already run two or three blocks before arriving to the forest.

As Yuki walked into the forest, yelling Bluki and Syuki's names, the bushes began to rustle, but Yuki ignored it because she assumed it was just some harmless animal. A loud and deep growl erupted from behind Yuki, and when she turned around, she saw a large brown bear staring at her with bloodshot eyes. She took a step back, forcing the bear to howl and charge up to her before collapsing senseless on the ground. Yuki studied the bear and hurried away when she noticed it had been shot with a tranquilizer dart.

As she raced, an arrow was shot through her leg, causing her to slump on the ground. She swiftly yanked it out, unfazed, and started running through the trees. She was perplexed as to how she was still able to run, but she couldn't care less because at the very least she would be able to get out this way. She limped as she approached the exit, her feet sliced from the sharp grass and rocks on the ground. She kept going until she arrived home, but Blight was still not there.

She'd grab her phone from the coffee table and contact her siblings and mother in their family group chat, hoping that at least one of them was still awake. The phone rang for a while before someone answered it; it was Mizu, who asked, "Hey Yuki! Why'd you call?" as she opened the video call and showed her face. She sat on her bed with her back against the cushioned wall and a table light shining over her face, wearing her glasses as if she were reading something. "Hey Sis, is Buba there with you?" Yuki inquired softly.

"Yes, but he's sleeping right now; he barely slept yesterday, only 2 hours," Mizu chuckled awkwardly as she pointed the camera at Suu, who was holding his arms above his head. As he slept quietly, his long hair was tangled around the pillow. "Well, do you mind coming over to my house tomorrow? I really need you guys right now," Yuki asked softly, lowering her head. Mizu would agree with a thumbs up before hanging up the call, wanting to continue reading.

Yuki would lean against the couch while putting her phone down; she was tired and needed to sleep. She awoke the next morning to find herself lying down on the couch, rubbing her eyes, puzzled as to why Blight hadn't returned home until she heard someone's voice call out from under the basement. Yuki was afraid that intruders had broken into the house. She would swiftly take the nearest weapon she could find and make her way down to the basement, shivering as she took each step down the steps with caution and her hand sliding against the wall for support.

"Mommy!" cried Syuki from the darkness of the basement. Yuki could see Syuki's face and her eyes lit up with delight, "My baby!" Yuki cried, preparing to sprint down the steps to her, but she would slip and fall hard on the ground. She noticed a big shadow hanging over her before she collapsed.

Yuki would awaken to find herself bound to a chair with ropes. She'd try to lift her arms up but couldn't because the ropes were too securely bound. The light from a light bulb shone on her, while the rest of the room was completely dark. Blight would emerge from the darkness with a cruel smirk on his face and a knife in his hands.

"B-Blight? What is the significance of this?" Yuki yelled angrily at Blight. As he professed his love for Yuki, Blight would push the knife towards her jaw. "But you're becoming too much of a handful for me!" Blight screamed as he walked behind Yuki, pushing her head back by her hair and pressing the knife against her throat. "You!" Yuki exclaimed, but Blight cut her throat before she could finish. "Way to go Blight, your excitement got the best of you," he'd sigh as he let go of Yuki.

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You and Bucky together with the other Avengers went to Florida for a mission. When your ex-suitor were also in the same area, your boyfriend, Bucky Barnes, is triggered by your ex's words. How can you make him feel better?

Warning:

Jealousy

A little bit of smut

Swearing

You and the rest of the Avengers are staying in the safehouse for a few days now. This mission lasts longer than you think. But since you are in a mission with your Bucky, everything seems alright. However, things became off-handed between you and Bucky upon the arrival of your ex-suitor, Frank, who is currently working under Stark Industries.

It turns out that Frank has been living in Florida for quite some time now, so Stark thought he'd be useful to this mission. On the other hand, you haven't seen Frank since high school and you must admit that you also liked him back then, but that's not important anymore since you're happy with your relationship with Bucky.

Speaking of Bucky, the guy clearly doesn't like Frank that much. He hates it when he is too confident when talking to you and the rest of the team. It's like he's showing you that he is better than Bucky, but you have no care or concern about how he thinks. All that matters to you are your work as an Avenger, your friends, and the love of your life.

"Sir, the information I gave you could be accurate if only Mr. Barnes here did not intervened and change the strategic plan I made based on my research," Frank said.

Everyone is in the dinning room for a meeting of what happened in yesterday's tasks.

"Excuse me," Bucky glared at Frank as he points himself, "Are you seriously blaming me for your inaccurate research?" he asked then he chuckled, "I am not the one who made that research, boy. So whether I intervened or not, your strategic plan could've worked out."

Whenever Frank and Bucky would be in the same room, a heated argument should be expected.

"Enough," Steve stopped Bucky and Frank, "We should just think of something else. We're running out of time already," he pointed out.

"Y/n and I could sneak off the building tomorrow morning and we'll give access to Barton and Banner," Wanda suggested.

"Yeah, I think the only way to get this mission done and over with is to use the "disguise & sneak off" tactic," you added in support of Wanda's suggestion. You turned to Steve, "Once Barton and Banner are in to hack the security system, the rest of you can take it from there."

Steve seemed to like your plan so he nodded and asked all of you to get the rest you all need because you have an early day tomorrow.

You left the dinning room alongside with the other Avengers, while Steve, Tony, Bruce, Clint, and Bucky are left inside the dinning room to finish their whiskeys that they started before the meeting. You're about to go to the kitchen to grab something to drink with Wanda and Nat when Frank approaches you.

"Hey Nat, Wanda, go ahead and find something to drink. I'll go catch up," you said to Wanda and Nat, they gave you a nod. Wanda gave you a warning look, she knows how jealousy and Bucky don't match up well enough. You faced Frank, "Hey, you need somethin'?" you asked him.

Frank smiled at you, "I was wondering if you want to go and visit a few places the day after tomorrow and before you and your friends go back home," he proposed.

You didn't want to be rude but you are not clearly into him anymore and you know that he isn't the guy you want to be with in visiting tourist places here in Florida. It's Bucky.

You clicked your tongue, "That's a very nice offer Frank, but I don't think it's a good idea."

His face turned into a disappointment, "It's Bucky, isn't it?"

You nodded, "Frank, Bucky and I are together. He's my boyfriend. I know things were pretty well between us during high school, but we didn't make it because it wasn't meant to be at all. So, let's just be friends and stay like that." You wanted to tell him about this since you got here in Florida, but he keeps on disregarding whatever you say about your relationship with Bucky.

Unknown to you, Bucky's near both of you and can actually hear your conversation with Frank.

"But y/n..." Frank moved closer to you and held both of your arms, "...he was a killer. He's the winter soldier. He killed millions of people."

You moved a step back away from him, making you free from his hands. You gave him a disbelief look upon moving away from him.

"You don't know him, Frank," you shook your head and glared at him, "You don't know who Bucky is. You may know him as the winter soldier but it wasn't him. He didn't have a choice when he did those awful things. He is the love of my life and the bad things you're telling me about him won't change how I feel for him. First of all, you have no right to judge him. You have no idea who he is."

Before Frank could say anything in reply to you, Bucky approached both of you. He stood besidd you as he give Frank a death defying stare.

"Say another word and I will break your neck. You'll see the winter soldier you are telling y/n about," Bucky said.

"See, y/n!" Frank said as he waved his hand to motion towards Bucky, "He killed lots of people from the past and he could do it again! He's a threat to your life, he's a threat to every man's life!"

You saw Bucky clenched his jaw and how his knuckles been wanting to punch Frank's face, but you immediately put your hands on his shoulder to calm him down. Steve, Tony, Bruce, and Clint came out of the dinning room and were already sensing not so good things between Bucky and Frank.

"Frank, I don't think it's advisable to go across my pal," Steve said as he drag Frank away from Bucky.

"Wait, Steve," you stopped Steve from dragging Frank away. You walked towards Frank and held him in his collar, his feet can't even touch the ground anymore as you lift him up in the air, "Bucky is not the winter soldier, he never was and he never will be. Put that in your mind. You understand?" when he did not answr you, you tightened your grip on him, "Do you understand?!" you repeated.

"Yeah, yeah! I understand." he answered.

The moment you put Frank down, Steve and Clint dragged him outside and talked to him.

You turned around to face Bucky, but when you're about to approach him, he walked away and went straight to your room.

"He's still sensitive about the winter soldier thing," Stark said behind you. He taps your shoulder before making his way to the kitchen where Nat and Wanda are, "You should go and talk to him. Make out after," he joked.

•••

You did not have to knock on the door of the room that you and Bucky shared in the safehouse, it is open and it is also your room anyway. When you entered the room, you found him near the window, staring outside and you could feel that he's thinking of something.

"You know what Tony asked me to do after I talked to you?" you closed the door behind you and rested your back against it, "He said we should make out."

It was just you, trying to lighten up the mood.

But he did not even dare to look at you. He is just staring at the glass window and what's outside.

"Bucky," you walked towards the edge of the bed, which is only a few inches away from where he is standing, "You know he's just trying to tear us apart. Whatever he said was all a lie," you reached for his hand to make him face you.

His eyes met yours, making you see how Frank's stupid and baseless words affected him. He has always been sensitive when someone is bringing up his past. He is not denying the fact that it was part of his past, but he also know that it wasn't him anymore.

You put his hand on your cheeks and leave a few kisses on his palm while your eyes are still with him, "No matter what happened in the past, it doesn't dictates who you are now. You are a different person from who was inside your head before. It doesn't even matter what happened in the past, only you and I matter. You matters, only you. So please, stop doing this to yourself over and over again," you said, almost in a pleading voice.

"I'm not affected by the fact that people are still seeing me as the winter soldier or who I was before, but I..." he kneel in front of you as he grabbed both of your hands, "...I am asking myself if I really do deserve you."

"You what?" you asked and you shook your head, "Bucky, come on. We're really doing this shitty conversation? Of course you deserve me. When you and I became a couple, there's not a day or any time of the day that I'd find myself smiling like a fool. Whenever you're out of my sight, in a mission or something, I'd find myself longing for you, your hug..." you pulled him towards you as you lay on the bed and putting him on top of you, "...your touch, and most of all..." you twisted your finger in his dog tag and pulled him closer to you, "...your kiss." you said before you kissed him on his lips.

You didn't have to wait, he kissed you back as soon as he felt your lips against his.

You found yourself deepening the kiss both of you are sharing, and few seconds later his hand moved to your waist and the vibranium one removed strands of hair blocking your face.

He pulled from your kisses as he caresses your face, "How did I get so damn lucky to have you, y/n?" he asked as he look into your eyes deeply.

You smiled, "We're both of lucky. We'll talk about your cocky attitude later, but for now..." you pushed yourself up and push him on the bed as you straddle him on his waist, "...I need you to do me."

He smiled as he pull your shirt up, undressing you and leaving you on your brassiere, "Oh, on the contrary..." he pulled himself up and unclasps your bra, "...I'm the only person who deserves you."

You grin but before you could say anything, he kisses you and claims your lips like a hungry beast and you're his last meal. While he's busy ravishing you with his lips, your hands are busy unbuttoning his shirt, but when you ran out of patience, you just rip it off.

Upon hearing the shattering sound of fabrics, he stopped kissing you, surprised with your aggressiveness, "Did you also learned that from Nat?" he asked.

You chuckled, "No, I learned that with you, asshole. Now stop talking, just do the work."

He pinned you against the bed, feeling the matress behind you as he slowly tug your pants down alongside with your panties.

"Spread your legs for me, and let me taste you, my love."

You obliged and spread your legs to the hungry man in front of you.

"This is gonna be a long night, so hang on and let me make it up to you," he said before he went down between your legs, remembering that Tony told you to make out, but you ended up doing a lot more. MORE.

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