#the adventures of doctor floof

[bougiebutchbitch]

Hiiiiii it's me frog_frog aka Froggy aka that person who used to leave unreasonably long comments on your beauyasha fics !! And I was like 'i pinky prommy I'll finish fulfilling my chosen duty as a commenter and write all the comments I plan to' and then I dropped off the face of the earth for 2 years. Whoopsie.

Yeah so I was going to brainwash college where the teachers are bad at their jobs but also like morally evil and it sucked the life out of me for 2 years and now!! I've decided I'm not going back!! Yayyy ... Life is an adventure <3 peace and love on planet earth. Or something. (I am holding onto a positive mindset for the future with bloody and broken nails)

So good news is I can indulge in a bit of fanfic :) And as I try to slowly crawl my way out of burnout I definitely want to reread your cr fics and leave unreasonably long comments on them on the chapters I missed. Going back to my roots/who I am as a person.....and who I am as a person is someone who is really, really, autistic about yasha nydoorin.

I do have adhd brain worms so there is the possibility I will hardcore forget I even thought about this until like another year from now. So...heads up just in case ┐⁠(⁠ ⁠∵⁠ ⁠)⁠┌

Looks like your most recent interest is jjk? I've been watching it with my partner recently so I'll be less lost than with the House content lol. Anyways I basically wanted to say hi and that I'm still alive and that I still really love your writing, I just happened to spend two years trapped within a forcefield of malevolence . Better now 👍 I'm back to hanging out with my cat ✌️

Oh gosh, it sounds like you have been thru it. I'm sorry. Truly, there are a lot of awful predatory education institutions out there, and I hope your mental recovery goes well. I'm really glad that it sounds like you're in a better place now, even if you're clinging on with broken nails. Luckily, nails grow back. x Here's hoping your healing is swift, now you've broken free of that Forcefield of Malevolence (also.... new DnD trap name, right there) and can once again gently smush your face into your cat's floof.

Absolutely no pressure to comment on stuff - if you feel the desire to, then be my guest, and I shall treasure each and every comment! But don't feel beholden to do it, or stressed out about it, or anything. It's honestly just lovely to know that you're still out there, and even if the past two years are rough, that you've escaped a nasty mental situation. Give your cat a kissie for me!

And just a big handshake on the adhd brainworms lmaooo. My brainworms are currently wiggling into several characters at once, so I have no clue what my next fic will be..... Might be more doctors... might be jjk..... might be Transformers.... might go completely awol and write an Inuyasha fic for a mate of mine??? Maybe????? Though no promises on that one, either... We'll find out when we get there!

[insomniac-jay]

DC OC | Post Canon HCs

Billie never ditched her pink hair even after getting into med school. Professionalism is dead and she will be a doctor with funky colored hair

Solana and Daliah moved to San Francisco together and became roommates before YJ went there

Vicia loves romanticizing her commute from Gotham to New Jersey for some reason. She doesn't know why but it makes her feel good for some reason

Yaretzi will bring ethnic food to terrorize her yt coworkers into knowing what real food smells like

Jahzara keeps a small cabinet of teas and sweeteners in her office just in case she gets thirsty

Daliah has a custom pair of Superboy themed ice skates that Kon may or may not have paid for

Even as the new queen of Tamaran, Flordelis sticks to her roots as a flower shop girlie. Not that Blackfire minds

Emily makes a comic series called Titania Knights based off her and her friends's adventures

@floof-ghostie @calciumcryptid @peachyblkdemonslayer @supermansbisexualson

#jay's dc ocs

[bizarredalek]

Floof

Thirteen x reader

Word count: 2804

Warning: uhhh cuteness overload as a warning?

Summary: The Doctor is drawn to how soft and fluffy your hair is. All she wants to do is touch it, and maybe make hers as fluffy as yours is

A/N: Who knew putting a fic on Tumblr was so confusing asdfghjkl Thank you Jenny and Elle for helping me with this ily both SO much

The Doctor couldn't figure it out. There was just something about you. Every time you walked into a room, you'd draw her attention from whatever it was that she was doing prior, which is something that rarely happens. And then one day, it just clicked.

You had come out of the shower one day; the scent of your favourite shampoo was an exact giveaway. You were happy to be able to wash off the sweat and dirt that had clung to you for the last few adventures. Your hair was freshly blow-dried, and it looked soft. Really soft. There had been times where you would be talking with her, and she'd have to fight every urge to just run her hand through it. She wanted to know what it felt like, how soft it'd be.

There have been small instances where she had gotten to touch your hair. Moments like when you would run past, and she would feel the feather-light touch. Or when you'd come up and hug her, and all she could smell, and feel was you. Warmth surrounding her, your hair that she deemed softer than anything in the Universe would be pressed against her cheek. It took every ounce of willpower for her never to let you go and bury her face into your hair. Just one look at you melted all her stress away.

You weren't oblivious to the Doctor's distractions either. Every time you two talked, you could see her focus elsewhere. Her hands would clench by her sides like she was trying to stop herself from reaching out. It wasn’t terribly hard to figure out what was distracting the Doctor so much, she was never all that subtle. You saw the way her eyes would follow you around the room. More like she was looking at something specifically on your head. Your assumption was right one day when you bounded excitedly over to the Doctor in the console room to ask about the newest adventure you were about to take, and she remained focused on your tresses.

One night, the Doctor returned to the console room with a cup of tea in hand to see you sitting by the open front doors with your legs swinging out and a blanket wrapped around your shoulders. The Galaxy looked beautiful with you sitting in front of it, with the pinks, purples, and blues lighting your face. It took the Doctor’s breath away. Walking closer the Doctor noticed that your appearance was a little disheveled. Clothing ruffled out of place and hair sticking up at odd angles, but it wasn’t as if you had a nightmare, or something disturbed you during your sleep. It seemed more like you just rolled out of bed and came here.

She called your name softly, now standing behind you. You tilted your head up towards the voice.

“Hello Doctor,” you greeted with a smile.

“What are you doing awake?” She asked. The Doctor had settled herself beside you, her tea forgotten behind her.

“I don’t know,” you replied, sliding over to make more room in the doorway. “I just woke up and couldn’t fall back asleep, so I came here,” You turned your gaze back to outside the Tardis. “It’s very beautiful.”

The Doctor nodded. “Yeah, it is. It’s probably one of my favourite Galaxies to just drift in, other than the Milky Way of course. The clashing colours are just breathtaking.”

You nodded in agreement. The Doctor started to ramble about the stars in a speech and speed that flew over your head faster than any breeze, but you didn’t mind. She would start talking animatedly, moving her hands as she would point to different areas in space.

You thought it was cute. You could’ve listened to her talk for hours, but your earlier exhaustion crept up on you and you felt your eyes closing, falling asleep to the sound of the Doctors voice.

The Doctor noticed your head dropping a bit before you’d snap back up, your eyes threatening to shut again. Your shoulders had been slouching down and she was worried you were going to end up rolling out of the Tardis.

“You know,” she started, her voice jerking you awake to give her your full attention. “If you’re tired you should go back to bed.”

You shook her head stubbornly, but the Doctor could see how tired you were getting. She debated just carrying you to your bed as you probably wouldn’t be able to put up a very big fight or she could wait until you fell asleep before carrying you. She opted for the latter; she was quite enjoying looking at the Galaxy with you right now. She felt her hearts stop a moment later when your weight suddenly slumped against her side, your head on her shoulder.

“Doctor,” you mumbled sleepily. “Can I lay on your lap?”

Her breath hitched in her throat, her two hearts beating so fast she feared that you would be able to hear them from your place against her side. How could she deny your gentle request though? So, she nodded with soft spoken “yes”. Your eyes brightened hearing her reply.

You slid away from the Doctor to make room so you could lay down comfortably. The Doctor, however, immediately missed your warmth and had to stop herself from making a sound of protest. The warmth returned when you placed your head on her thigh, your blanket rested on top of your body. You sighed contentedly.

“Comfy?” she asked, a teasing tone in her voice.

You only replied by cuddling further into the Doctor’s warmth, pulling the blanket up so it rested just under your chin.

Not wanting to take your hands out of your blanket burrito, you tried to blow your hair out of your face The Doctor looked down in amusement at your struggle. Her hand eventually found its way to your face, gently brushing the piece of hair from your eyes behind your ear. Her eyes widened at the feel of your hair.

“It’s so soft,” she spoke softly to herself out loud unaware you were still partially awake as she brushed her hand through your hair again.

You hummed and your body fully relaxed at the Doctor’s fingers raking through your locks. “Shampoo, conditioner, and blow dry equals fluffy and soft.”

The Doctor chuckled as she continued mindlessly playing with your hair. Her nails would lightly scratch against your scalp, causing you to sigh, and then switch to brushing your hair from the base of your skull to the end. She would hit the occasional knot, but you didn’t shift at her gentle pulling and smoothing it out. Occasionally, the Doctor would stop her actions thinking that you were fast asleep with how quiet and still you were, but you proved her wrong when your face would scrunch up with a disappointed groan.

“No,” you whined.

Your glare was not all that deadly or threatening in any way. In fact, it was more adorable than anything in the Doctor’s mind. Your eyes were dazed and unfocused, and you couldn’t hold your glare together very well. It was more of a grumpy squint than anything.

The Doctor merely laughed and caved in. “Okay, okay.”

You turned your head back to its place and sighed happily when you felt her hand return. The Doctor was absolutely convinced in her mind that if you were a cat, you would be purring.

The Doctor didn’t know how long you two stayed there in the doorway. Her one leg swung outside the box while her other made sure that you didn’t accidently roll out of the Tardis, that would certainly be a rude awakening.

The Time Lord was lost in her thoughts as she ran her fingers over your scalp the action calming for both you and her, barely paying attention to the soft sigh you let out. And any tension left in your body vanished, your entire weight settled against the Doctors leg. She thought of how glad she was to have you aboard the Tardis, how you always seem to know what she was feeling and how to make her feel better again. She didn’t know what would’ve happened if she didn’t have you as a companion.

She was brought back into her thoughts when she felt your breath against her leg, you’re breathing deep and steady telling her that you had officially fallen asleep. She gently and slowly raised your head to not wake you and picked you up with one arm holding your shoulders, cradling you to her chest with your head tucked into her neck, and her other arm was underneath your knees. After confirming that you had not stirred, she carried you down the halls to your room. The Tardis was kind enough to move your room closer, so the Doctor didn’t have to go wandering the halls finding your room.

“Can you open the door for me, girl?” the Doctor said quietly, trying in everyway possible to make sure you stayed sleeping.

The Doctor smiled when the door opened and walked inside. She placed you down on your bed and smiled at the small whine you let out when she released her hold on you. The Doctor knelt by your bed and brushed your hair out of you face. She pressed her lips against your forehead, whispering a soft goodnight before leaving your room to let you sleep in peace.

Once exiting your room, the Doctor immediately had a plan form in her mind. The Tardis disapprovingly hummed down at her Thief.

“It’ll be fine!” She brushed the machine off, already heading down the hallway to put her plan into action.

That morning, you were hanging in the console room chatting with Yaz, when you heard a voice calling your name behind you. You looked down the hall to see the Doctor jogging towards you, her hair different than what it usually looks like.

“Y/N!” she said excitedly, bounding up the stair to you.

“Doctor,” you greeted with a smile. “Good morning.”

“Good morning,” she greeted back, grinning ear to ear. “Did you sleep well?”

You nodded. “I did actually. I don’t remember getting back to my room, though.”

Now that she was closer you could see her hair looked a lot more different than her usual style, almost as if she put way too much hair products in than necessary. Her hair was all… frizzy, like it was full of static. You were surprised there wasn’t anything magnetic on her.

“Doctor,” you started, unable to look away from the mess she had created on her own head. “What... what did you do?”

“Well, I was thinking on what you said last night about how you got your hair all nice and soft and I thought I’d give it a go myself!” She grinned at you.

You couldn’t stop yourself from smiling at her explanation. She just looked so cute and proud of herself with her achievement.

“It looks like you used a bit too much, Doctor,” you told her. You reached your hand up and ran your hand through her blonde locks being able to feel exactly how staticky it felt through your fingers.

The Doctor blushed under your touch. “Well, I-it’s a little bit different than when I was a man.”

You hummed in thought. “Well, why don’t I show you how to properly take care of it, and try to fix it? You looked like you used the whole bottle of shampoo.”

The Doctor ducked her head in embarrassment. “It may have been a few bottles actually.”

You laughed, reaching down to grab the Doctor’s hand to lead her away from the console room. You both waved bye to Yaz. She laughed and waved back before going off to find the others.

“Thank you,” the Doctor muttered out. You had her sit on the bathtub edge while you stood behind her. You ran your hands through her hair to see the exact amount of damage she did.

You hummed in response. “Of course! Next time maybe don’t use so much product.” You teased her.

She rolled her eyes even though you couldn’t see it. You told her the basics of hair care for women, how much shampoo and conditioner to use “The whole bottle right?” She asked.

“No! Not the entire thing! At least a tiny handful is enough,” you reached for the face moisturizer sitting on the bathroom sink.

“Moisturizer?” The Doctor asked looking at the bottle in your hand.

You shrugged. “There are a few different ways to deal with static hair, but this is the only thing I had on hand and I’m sure you wouldn’t like me rubbing a laundry detergent sheet all over your head. Moisturizer just happens to also protect your hair to minimize any.”

“Have you done this before?” She asked. She trusted you, of course, but was still curious.

“Yeah, kind of,” you replied. “I would do this for my siblings. They also would overdo it with the hair products, and I found that this works.”

The Doctor nodded and you went to work. You dabbed the cream in your hands and rubbed them together before applying it to the Doctor’s hair. The Doctor leaned her head back into your touch and sighed, she could see how you fell asleep so easily with her doing it the night before, she felt herself drifting to sleep under your touch. You smiled at her reaction. You tilted her head up to get easier access to the hair in front of her face, her eyes were closed and her breathing had steadied out. You quickly finished off the Doctor’s hair, you didn’t want to disturb the Doctor’s rest yet she just looked so adorable all relaxed. Your thumbs lightly brushed over the Doctor’s cheeks; the stress lines that had been so clearly on her face faded away with every motion.

After you finished, you leaned down and pressed your own lips down on her forehead and then to her cheek. “You’re all done now, Doctor,” you whispered, not fully wanting to break the silence.

The Doctor’s eyes fluttered open with a hum. You helped her stand and took in your work. The moisturizer worked wonders for her, it was no longer full of static, nor did it look frizzy and untidy. It looked closer to how it was before the ‘incident’.

She brushed her own hand through her hair and beamed. “It feels a lot better! Thank you!”

You gave your own smile. “You are so welcome, Doctor.”

The Doctor moved forward and wrapped you in a hug and you gasped in surprise. You’ve never really been hugged by the Doctor, so it was quite a surprise to be suddenly held in her arms. All you could feel, and smell was her. Her coat radiated warmth and she smelled like the lavender shampoo she had used earlier, and a little bit of the tea she had this morning. You were surround by everything of the Doctor and you loved it.

You knew how hard it was for the Doctor to really express herself, so you were patient. You were there for whatever she needed. Be it a travel companion, a friend or an impromptu hair stylist for a disaster.

The Doctor pulled back from the embrace. You hated how cold you felt being out of her arms. You almost went to hug her again. Almost. Instead, you held out your arm to her.

“Shall we go plan our next adventure, Doctor?” you asked.

She laughed and looped her arm through yours. “Lets,” she said.

You listened to her list of different planet names and what was on them as the two of you left the bathroom. You could never understand her when she spoke at a million miles per hour, but it was nice to see her talk about something so excitedly. She listed off places that would light sky lanterns every night or a planet that was covered in snow that when the sun shined on them it would look like the planet was covered in sparkling diamonds. They all sounded amazing, but honestly you were just happy traveling with the Doctor. It didn’t matter where you went, or when, you were just happy being with her.

She led you back towards the console room. She gestured for you to place your hand on the lever with her. “So, where do you want to go?” She asked you.

You thought for a minute. Anywhere, you said to yourself. Anywhere if it’s with you. But you knew she wouldn’t accept that, so you looked up and said, “Surprise me.” And her answering grin lit up the room, and the two of you pulled the lever down, and off into space you went.

#the doctor x reader #thirteenth doctor imagine #dw #doctor who #so much fluff #and yearning #be prepared #fluff #and floof #13th doctor x reader

[applygenderonchild]

MUTUALS I just found a freaking amazing blog that I recommend checking out, it’s called the-adventures-of-doctor-floof (no I am not actually tagging them just search them up I don’t want them to see this post existing is already embarassing enough for me)

#me spaek

[the-purple-hero]

THE-PURPLE-HERO’S FOLLOW FOREVER (900+ Followers)

WOW! I am really surprised I have 900 of you guys now following and supporting me and this little blog of a certain purple boi! I’m really thankful for all you guys, longtime followers and newcomers alike!

It really means a lot whenever people tell me how nostalgic this blog is to them too, I do love writing with all you guys or just hanging around for a chat and writing as Spyro has always been fun since I began. ^-^

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[unknown-companion-poems]

More Twelve-related stories

A short while back I reblogged a post by dreameater1988 about adventures of the Twelfth Doctor in other media that are easy to track down, for those suffering floof withdrawal.  There were a few spots I missed, so I’ll list them here. 

Credit must be given to tardis.wikia.com for organizing a list of Twelfth Doctor appearances for me to work from, and from there details about them.

“My Dad, the Doctor” -- A short story from Jamie Mathieson, the writer of “Mummy on the Orient Express”, “Flatline”, “The Girl Who Died”, and “Oxygen”.  Click the title to read it (it’s not long).

The following are all available or will soon be available at Amazon.com.

Time Trips -- This hardcover short story anthology has a Twelve/Clara adventure, “A Long Way Down”, that can only be read by starting with the back cover of the book and moving on to...the book’s dust jacket!

The Scientific Secrets of Doctor Who -- This book is a nonfiction look at the real and theoretical science underpinning Who that interpolates short stories about the various Doctors, five of which include Twelve.

Doctor Who -- The Eighth Doctor Volume 1: A Matter of Life and Death -- The Twelfth Doctor has two cameo appearances in the late going of the Eighth Doctor’s first Titan comics adventure.

Doctor Who -- The Tenth Doctor: Facing Fate Volume 2: Vortex Butterflies -- The Twelfth Doctor has a very funny, though important, cameo appearance in Part One of the title story in this Titan Comics collection.  Can you guess the nickname he has for the Tenth Doctor?  ;)

While the following books do not feature the Twelfth Doctor, they have some relevance to his adventures or focus on characters important to his story.

A Brief History of Time Lords -- A tell-all book about the title subject, ostensibly written by a native Gallifreyan.  Ends with a theory about how exactly Rassilon got interested in the whole Hybrid business...and a stunning reveal about the “author”.

The Legends of Ashildr -- Four short stories reveal further adventures of Me, all set between the events of “The Girl Who Died” and “The Woman Who Lived”.

The Missy Chronicles -- Yes, it’s an anthology of Missy’s solo (mis)adventures, coming next month!

#doctor who #Twelfth Doctor #12th doctor #clara oswald #missy #ashildr #mayor me #the master #doctor who titan #Tenth Doctor #10th doctor #Eighth Doctor #8th Doctor #dreameater1988

[classicdaisycalico]

Okay, now Taiream (as teens/adults, of course lol) X3 I'm sorry, you have so many ships that I support, I'm inclined to ask for them all 😅

Lol. I mean, I definitely have the time to answer all of these asks, so…ask and you shall receive!

Send me a ship and I’ll tell you:

WHO HOGS THE DUVET: Cream. Tails can keep himself warm with his tails. He’s fine.WHO TEXTS/RINGS TO SEE HOW THEIR DAY IS GOING: Both of them actually call/message each other!WHO’S THE MOST CREATIVE WHEN IT COMES TO GIFTS: Tails, definitely. Cream may be crafty, but Tails has a natural knack for inventiveness.WHO GETS UP FIRST IN THE MORNING: Cream. She’s always up and ready to take on the day, and she’s always been a morning person! Tails could probably be the same way, except he’s a heavy sleeper who usually stays up really late working in his workshop. He’s lucky if he makes it back to bed and gets his full 8 hours, the poor thing!*I AM DEFINITELY SKIPPING THIS*WHO CRIES AT MOVIES: Both of them. They always make sure to supply each other with plenty of tissues.WHO GIVES UNPROMPTED MASSAGES: Cream. Whenever Tails is overwhelmed by workshop things is when she does.HOW THEY ARE WHEN THEY’RE SICK: Tails is in a pretty bad mood, since his sickness gets in the way of his work in the workshop. But he does appreciate when Cream takes care of him, and usually he’ll be better in a day or two. Cream isn’t moody, but she isn’t normally her chipper little self when she’s sick. She gets kinda drained, actually, so when Tails isn’t looking after her, she’ll usually be sleeping like a rock.WHO GETS JEALOUS EASIEST: Probably Tails.WHO COLLECTS SOMETHING UNUSUAL: Tails collects really obscure tools that he almost never uses in his workshop, although he insists that he’ll know when to use them when the time is right!WHO TAKES THE LONGEST TO GET READY: Shoot, I don’t know…probably Tails? He’s a floofy boy, and who knows? Maybe that floof can get a little out of control at times…WHO IS THE TIDIEST AND ORGANIZED: Probably Cream, on the broader scope of things. Tails is mostly focused on keeping his workshop neat as a pin, but Cream takes that and applies it to literally everywhere else.WHO GETS MOST EXCITED ABOUT THE HOLIDAYS: I think they’re both equally excited. Tails can’t wait to build new decorations from scratch in his workshop and Cream is always eager to try out new holiday recipes with her mom.WHO IS THE BIG SPOON/LITTLE SPOON: I think it would be impossible for Tails to be the little spoon, since his tails would keep getting in the way…so there you have it lmaoWHO GETS MOST COMPETITIVE WHEN PLAYING GAMES AND/OR SPORTS: Neither one, really…WHO STARTS THE MOST ARGUMENTS: Probably Cream since she gets so worried about Tails’ mental/physical/emotional state given how long he spends in the workshop all the time? And then there’s the adventures he still goes on with Sonic, which makes her even more worried…WHAT ARE THEIR NICKNAMES FOR EACH OTHER: I don’t know, maybe when they’re older and finally start dating they’ll call each other cute things like “Tailsy” or “Cream Puff”?WHO SUGGESTS THAT THEY BUY A PET: They don’t need to suggest anything. Cream already has Cheese. Problem solved.WHAT COUPLE TRADITIONS THEY HAVE: On their birthdays, and on Christmas, and on their anniversary of their relationship, Tails will always give Cream something he made from his workshop, and Cream will always give him something that she crafted herself, like a scarf or a hat or a sweater.WHAT TV SHOWS THEY WATCH TOGETHER: Tails is a geek and likes to watch “How It’s Made” with Cream, but they also watch stuff like “Doctor Who” or “The Big Bang Theory”. They also watch a lot of adventure cartoons like “Gravity Falls” or “Over the Garden Wall” or even “Steven Universe”. So their TV show preferences are all over the place.ANOTHER COUPLE THEY HANG OUT WITH: When they’re old enough, they probably hang around Sonic and Amy a lot!HOW THEY SPEND TIME TOGETHER AS A COUPLE: Unlike Sonic and Amy, Tails and Cream are completely comfortable being cute out in the open. They love going into the city together and exploring the sights. But they’re totally okay with staying in and binging Netflix together, too. Sometimes Tails helps Cream make food for movie nights. Cream has even helped Tails out a few times in his workshop! Usually it’s for things like a present for Amy or Sonic or a few of their other friends.WHO MADE THE FIRST MOVE: It was actually Tails. He was kind of awkward about it, actually. Before he asked out Cream on their first date, he asked Vanilla it was okay. (Obviously she said yes because she trusts Tails. Anyone who takes after Sonic and his good character is a good person in Vanilla’s book!)WHO BRINGS FLOWERS HOME: Both of them! Cream likes to spruce up the house a little bit with flowers. And Tails brings them home because he knows Cream would like them.WHO IS THE BEST COOK: Cream, without question.WHO SNORES: Tails. Again, without question. He’s a really heavy sleeper, so half the time, he doesn’t even know he’s snoring.

Aaaaaaand I’m finally done! (I would have gotten it done sooner, but I was out having dinner with my friend.) Hope you like this! :)

#ask me things #kaotickanine #taiream #miles tails prower #cream the rabbit

[captainlaxa]

Superheroes, Bears, and Doctors, Oh My!

By: CaptainLaxa

Prompt: Romanogers road trip

Summary: Steve, Natasha, and a young James Rogers decide to go on a little camping adventure, which requires a very long drive. One that feels twice as long when you have a 5 year old with no shortage of mischievous ideas in the back seat. Don’t get me wrong James is a cute little floof ball, and Nat and Steve make the best married couple. 

Note: Hello! The is for #Romanogersweek! I hope everyone enjoys!

“Steve, no you were supposed to turn left there.” Natasha said.

“Well you should’ve told me that before I passed it!” Steve replied.

“Maybe we should have printed of the directions instead of relying on this stupid navigation app! We are in the middle of nowhere with zero service.”

“Tony said it would work!”

“And you believed him!?”

“Mommy, mommy look! A bear!” shouted an excited young James from the back seat.

“No, James, that’s a raccoon.” Replied Natasha, not even turning to face it for more than a moment.

“No, Nat, that is a bear.” Steve corrected her.

“What no it’s no-AH!” Natasha screamed. Realizing that it was, indeed, a big grizzly standing no more than five feet away from their suv.

“Well, go faster!”

“It’s not like it’s gonna maul us!” Steve said in an effort to calm her down.

“And you know this how?”

“Daddy I wanna go pet it!” said a young James from the back seat.

“No that is a horrible idea, James, don’t you- JAMES YOU CLOSE THAT DOOR RIGHT NOW!!!” Natasha began to scream as a curious James opened the door to the car, beginning his plan to pet the wild creature. Being only 5, he couldn’t figure out how to unbuckle the absurd amount of constraints determined to keep him inside the vehicle, and Natasha tried with all her might to close the opening that would allow her child to interact with a strange animal.

Steve began to laugh at the spectacle, which only brought him a look from Natasha that he had learned to interpret as “Encourage him, and die.”

“Uh, James.” He began as Natasha continued her unsuccessful attempts to close the door.

The little boy looked up at him with big, green, curious eyes and listened.

“I’m sure the bear would be scared of you, they don’t like people. You wouldn’t want to scare him now would you?”

The child sighed in dismay, and looked back at the creature who had continued to walk down the road alongside the car.

“No. I don’t like being scared, I don’t want him to be either.” He said.

Natasha breathed a sigh of relief as she finally managed to close the door and settle back in her seat.

“That’s very sweet honey.” She said, facing Steve and breathing a concurrent sigh of relief. At this, he turned his attention away from the bear and back to the Captain America and alien figurines in his tiny hands.

“TAKE THAT YOU STUPID ALIEN!” He shouted, slamming the toy version of his father’s shield against the chitauri’s head.

“Ah ah ah, James, stupid isn’t a very nice word to say.”Natasha scolded in a disappointed tone.

The boy appeared to think hard for a moment before rewording the phrase.

“DIE YOU PEASANT!” He screamed.

Natasha face-palmed in exasperation as Steve stifled a laugh.

“Thor, what did I tell you about teaching my child asgardian insults…”

“Oh, it’s okay, he’ll grow out of it.”

“Daddy, when I grow up, I want to be just like you.”

“NO!” Natasha and Steve shouted in unison.

“There are other ways to help people besides being a superhero.”

“Like what?” The child asked in confusion.

Natasha turned to Steve for help, then back around to face her son.

“Well, you could be a doctor! And you could help the super heroes after the save people and need you!” Steve suggested.

At this the child thought for a moment before wildly nodding his head yes with a big grin on his face.

“Then I can save Uncle Clint when he does..um..not smart things!” He shouted with glee.

Natasha laughed in relief and nodded, taking his hand in hers.

“Yes you can baby. You can save everyone.” She said, turning to look at Steve who looked away from the road for a moment to smile at her.

When they stop for food at a store…

After a couple more hours, and several complaints from both James and Natasha, (who had a chant going on for a bit demanding they stop somewhere) Steve decided to take a break at a local department store.

As they walked towards the entrance, James broke free from the hands of both his parents and ran full speed towards the sliding doors, hopping back and forth between them whilst giggling like a maniac until Steve ran up and scooped the still laughing child into his arms. He carried him all the way through the entrance and dropped him off by the toy area.

“Go find something you want and I’ll get it for you.” He said, but before he could run away, Steve grabbed his arm and added one condition.

“But only if you promise to stop complaining until we get to the campground.”

James nodded his head vigorously, then ran down one of the aisles much to Natasha’s dismay,

“Thanks for that.” She said, rolling her eyes as she started to chase after him. Steve stopped her before she got far, but instead of offering her a toy in exchange for silence he pulled her into his arms, and kissed her. He drew away after a couple of moments, and she smiled before wriggling free and running down the aisle.

“Last to find him has to drive the rest of the way!” She shouted behind her.

“That’s not fair.” Steve said with a smile, running after her.

Shortly after, Natasha found James walking around, confused, with a large package in his his hands.

“There you are!” She shouted in relief.

At hearing the voice of his mother, he perked up and began running towards her.

“Mommy, mommy I want this one!” He began to plea.

“Ok, Ok..” Natasha replied as he held the box up to her.

She took it in her hands and furrowed her brow in confusion.

“Well, why do you want a doctor’s set?” She asked, continuing to observe the costume, stethoscope, and little doctor’s bag with more supplies stuffed inside it.

“So I can save you and daddy when you get hurt!” He said

“To save super heroes, like daddy said.” The child added after she didn’t reply. The way he said it implied it was the most obvious thing in the world.

Natasha smiled and squatted down so they were face to face.

“I love you, J” she said, tears forming in her eyes.

He giggled a bit and threw himself into her arms, almost throwing her off balance.

“I love you too mommy.”

Steve walked around the corner with a bag of chips in his hands.

“Are you hugging? Without me?” He said, pretending to appear offended.

“Oh no, we would never!” Natasha said, smiling as she pretended to act defensive.

And he walked over, bent down, and wrapped his big arms around both of them. Holding them tight. James giggled, and Steve and Natasha made eye contact for a moment.

“I love you.” He mouthed

“I love you too.” She mouthed back.

“But you’re still driving.” She said aloud with a laugh. Steve frowned, but quickly began to laugh with her. James joined as well, though completely unaware as to what was so hilarious. The three of them together made the cutest little family, laughing on the floor of a department store. Some road trips, are worth the time.

#steve rogers #natasha romanoff #steven grant rogers #natalia alianovna romanova #tony stark #iron man #captain america #black widow #romanogers #captasha #hawkeye #clint barton #james rogers #romanogersweek

[alka-di-kijarr]

Hunters Journey - 005

Disclaimer: This story was originally posted on my deviantArt. It was part of the #smaugust #challenge in 2020. I wanted to share it here for people who like fantasy/adventure stories. My Tumblr shall make it easy to follow the story, and I hope you like it too. English is not my native language, but I try my best. ♥ Enjoy!

Hunters Journey - 005

Weeks passed by fast, but differently from the time before, Nero enjoyed the days a lot more, even when nothing exciting happened. After one week of being trapped between unconsciousness and clear moments full of pain and confusion, he gained back some stability. Befriended hunters came over the watch after him, bring presents and tell how grateful they are for his surviving. Even though he had heard several rumours and some hunters also placed comments, Nero was not able to understand the hype about his survival. There were a lot of other hunters who got hurt a lot worse than him, and nobody was singing a song of praise for them. But knowing that he had a lot of blacked-out moments from the fight with Pisces, he stayed quiet for the first time. But something was odd and nagging him deeply...

Nero's recovery was slow in his eyes, but the doctors praised his fast improvement. Not being in the mood for any arguments, he nodded while the doctor changed a few layers of the wound fabric.  "Ah, here you are!" Nero looked up and saw Seth entering the room. The guild master had gained a few more grey hairs within his brown-reddish head floof. And he looked exhausted. 

"And, Mandres, how is our hunter doing?" "Oh, he is actually doing pretty fine. One or two more weeks, and he can start his training again, I think."  "That are really great news, aren't they, Nero?"

The young hunter didn't answer, but searched for Seth's view. The one remaining eye of the guild master answered his glare, smiling and nodding in faked satisfaction. Something was stinky as hell, and it was surely not his wounds this time.

"Alright, young man. You can now leave. But please use your walking sticks for at least one more week, to make sure the pressure of your body won't crack open any wounds or healing fractures."  "Ay, doctor." The white-haired old man collected all his working instruments and left the room. Nero was not sure if he was actually in a hurry for another patient, or tried to flee the situation.

"Seth. Can we talk?"  The guild master, already being on the way to leave the room, stopped. But he didn't look back to Nero.

"Sure. If it is about the healing cost or the payment you normally get, don't be worried. I sent a letter to your family with my best wishes and paid their loan and open bills for the next three months."

"T-thank you, that is really kind-" "No problem, we will see us then the nex-" "NO." Nero shouted.  Seth stopped walking. He sighted and Nero could see his shoulders sinking before he finally turned around to him. "Seth, what the hell happened in the fight with Pisces? Why is everybody treating me as if I would be someone holy!? What the f* is wrong here!!??" The guild master could see the anger in the young man rising. Knowing that the answer won't make him happy...but leaving it as it is, was probably even more dangerous, he decided it was about time.  "Okay. Come with me, I have to show you something." Nero nodded, took his walking sticks and nearly jumped off the bed. They walked through the corridors until they reached the great hall and the dining room. Standing on the upper level, and bowing over the railing, they watched the activity going on. Many hunters enjoyed their meal, others were caught in chitchat with others. But it didn't take long until Nero found a crowd, lumping around Vaas. They seemed to listen really carefully to what the retired knight was talking. 

"...and then he jumped off the ship and pierced the harpoon right into the eye of the terror of the iced sea!" Exited whispering between the hunters and the servants who stopped walking and listened to Vaas. "Ah, this is bullshit! This greenhorn would not even be able to hit a giant, sleeping dragon if he was right in front of him!" Laughter.  "Ah, and you have an opinion because you were there?! As far as I remember, you were one of the first who jumped into an escaping boat, when the terror attacked! Like the coward you are, right, Levs?!"

Again laughter. "No. NO. I say it was a bad decision to go for you and your princess boy! Other men nearly drowned, while they tried to save you, old wrinkled canned meat!"  Nero felt a rage rising and was nearly about to jump of the railing and straight onto this idiot, but Seth held him with a powerful grip on his healthy shoulder.  It took nearly no time until a handful of gigantic hunters surrounded Levs. They grabbed him by his clothing and Levs could see how Vaas walked, extremely slowly, up to his place.

"So. You are calling me a liar? You are calling all of those brave sailors, liars?" The crowd started to growl and snarl, and some voices became louder, telling to stuff his mouth.

"I do. Because this greenhorn has no clue about fighting!"  "PWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA!" a burst of loud laughter silenced the crow and every eye was staring at Dea. The red-haired huntress was standing on a table, straddle-legged, with crossed arms. 

"Are you really trying to convince anyone there, that the student, of Vaas - the crowns right hand and personal guardian of princess Lyra - has no clue about FIGHTING?!" Silence.

"ARE YOU AS DUMB AS YOU LOOK LIKE???!!!" "Silence, you filthy who-" Lev was not able to complete the sentence. Fists were flying and the entire room seemed to jump onto him and his men. The chaos exploded. Nero watched it, doubtfully of Seth, who was not trying to end any of this spectacle. He watched over and saw the old man grinning - and showing a thumbs up to Dae, who looked up to the railing! The huntress jumped down the table, took up a big glass of beer and bawl.  "The one who brings me Levs' heart-shape dotted panties, will get a free stock of beer for one week!"  The crowd accepted.  But Nero and Seth had already left the place.

They only could hear the sounds of fighting and brawling in the distance, when Nero stopped walking. "Seth. Why is he telling this story? It is not true at all!"  The guild master turned around, his hands on the young man's shoulders.

"They would have let you drown. Simple as it is. You got caught by the beast, fell from the ship and Vaas jumped into the water to save you. I know. He told me everything. But before you say one more word: They would have let you drown, if he would not have told them, you would be a hero. You saved their ships and men." Nero was about to disagree, but Seth shook his head.

"If you ever come to the point, where you want to tell this to someone, please keep in mind....they would have let you drown. BOTH of you." Nero fell into silence and the weight of the message felt heavy on his heart. 

"We need to keep this down. I need Vaas to be ready soon. There is an emergency we need to care for." "What emergency?" "The....the kingdom of Hypra is missing a Rank A creature. It escaped the colosseum, probably because of someone manipulating the security system." "What monster?....Seth, what creature?!" "The centurion, Nero. Taurus, the centurion, escaped last night." Nero didn't know what to answer and also Seth seemed to be out of words. His eyes were full of fear, when he clapped at Nero's shoulder and left. 

The centurion was well known to Vaas. The first time they caught him, he eliminated Vaas half squad and his best friend. And none of these deaths was painless or fast. After, someone bought him, even when Vaas went on rebellion and insisted on the death of the creature. Seth had his reasons at this time and sold the Taurus. Knowing from bush telegraph, they cut off his wings and placed him in an arena so hunters could train with him, while people watched the spectacle.  This was now about 10 years ago. One could just guess what anger and hate this creature was about to release...

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