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prettyboypistol · 6 months

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TF2 Mercs x M!Reader || How the Mercs Jerk Off +18

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ambiguous genitals for Pyro

Scout

The stereotypical setup of "makes a night of it" sometimes only to end up frantically fucking his fist 10 minutes later as he gasps out your name breathlessly.

Most of the time though his man is a horny mess. Sneaks off to jack off frequently (like 2/month).

Has jerked off in the showers before but prefers his bedroom to relieve himself.

HUUUGE on fantasies. Always talking to himself and imagining you in various ways. His favorite is imagining you blowing him.

Usually lasts a short amount of time, but can recover extremely quickly.

Pyro

Oh. My. God. This is the HORNIEST mf alive when they're lucid. Yeah, they're a little awkward about how close they get to you, but everyone shrugs it off as them being socially unaware.

You smell so amazing to them, the smell of you looks so pretty to them in their head because of their synesthesia. Has embarrassingly gotten off to the colors and feeling of your voice and smell.

Your voice is a calming purple to them with a gentle rumbling against the bottom of their mind, the sound feels a sort of comfortable chilling ironically.

They refuse to do anything outside of their safe space- hell, considering that nobody even knows if Pyro needs to jerk off-

It HAS to be: right vibes, 3 am, locked door, calming smell candles, windows shut, etc etc

Soldier

Has a love/hate relationship with jerking off, he sees it as manly and masculine to release urges, but also weak to indulge himself in base desires.

A manly man thinking of another manly man like yourself? Well technically that's twice the amount of men. At first he assumed he was jealous of your physique, but then he drempt of you on top of him right about to push your-BEEPBEEPBEEPBEEEEEEP 0600 SOLDIER TIME TO WORK

Awkward boners are his specialty, excusing himself to "go oversee the maggots" when you flex a particularily nice deadlift.

Less private than Pyro but still prefers a more private setting like in the woods, a bathroom stall, or just a spot he deemed far away enough from everyone else.

Most embarrassed about wet dreams where he can actually get off in his dreams, deeming that day "surprise laundry inspection/washing day"

Demo

He's pretty lax about jerking off to be honest, has probably drunkenly teased you about you should be careful about how often you keep your shirt off.

"Ey laddie, careful showin' those pecs around! Cannae imagine you'd like a man eyein' those tits of yours!" Of course it was a joke, you two were close like that. of course he was just teasing you.

Oh god he wanted to fuck your pecs. Unabashedly staring at your chest he imagined how nice his dick would look in-between your pecs, maybe scrunched against a tight wifebeater too oh fuck-

Reletively respectful of everyone's decentcy and only relieves himself either in his room or in the empty showers at 4 in the morning. He's probably only been caught once but never agains after that.

Cums a lot, that's why he prefers the shower wanks to quickly wash away the evidence.

Engie

This man is so fucking ashamed of touching himself to thoughts of you- much like he would be about thinking of anyone. He's got such a huge shame surrounding the whole thing but the evil voice in his head only made him strangely harder.

He imagined you wakling in on him as he whispered out your name and you shaming him as you slide up behind him as your hand wraps around his jerking him off all while telling him just how much of a pervert he is.

This man has the biggest undiscovered humiliation kink god it's so fucking pathetic (i deeply desire him)

Has jerked off in his workshop multiple times with the door deadbolted shut and a drill running to hide what he's doing.

Honestly prefers the feel of vaseline/nonsexy lube on his dick and it's a lot less suspicious to have that around.

Heavy

Doesn't often feel the need due to how high alert he is.

When Heavy is at ease he's more bearlike and chill rather than a hotblooded, horny-brained mess. When he does actually touch himself, he is extremely quiet in his bedroom and quick about the whole ordeal.

Has a nasty "habit" of thinking of you. He assumes it's because you're actually nice to him and he's not been around a woman in god knows how long. You're not womanly-like in the slightest but Heavy likes to think about his hands on your hips as he makes you whine.

Feels a stinging sense of guilt afterwards but generally shrugs the feeling off. It's not really such a bad thing if he keeps it to himself and keeps everything professional, right?

Sniper

I wrote a fic about how I generally feel Sniper jerks it here but I'll rephrase it here as a TLDR

This man is really fucking weird about jerking off to you. He HAS stolen something of yours to smell and fantasize with and if given the chance he WILL steal again.

HUGE scent kink and voyeur/creeping kink kind of like Engie in a way where he wants you to call him out on his bullshit.

Probably the most unprofessional about it. He has fondled himself as he watched you through his scope during battle and he will do it again.

Pretty quick ordeal overall to keep himself sane. He jacks off often and quickly to keep a baseline sense of sanity (pre-nut insanity is a thing and his diagnosis is terminal RIP)

Medic

Honestly I headcanon Medic not feeling a need to masturbate. His lust for you oozes out in his operations in some sort of gorey satisfaction in operations on the team. (think like, the taboo passion of physically rearranging someone's guts gets him off in a weird way.)

This isn't to say he gets sexually aroused by his experiments, it's just that the excitement of the thrills get cross-wired in his brain. When you drop your shirt on the floor to prep for an operation his dick twitches in his pants but that's literally it.

Flirts with you on the operating table <3

The only time he's actually masturbated is for experiements. (One was if he could create life without an egg and the second was to see how much cum could a healthy man extract out of him.)

Spy

This man is so hoity-toity about getting off it's almost a pain to write. It's an actual whole night for him. It starts with a nice bath with oils more expensive than your paycheck, then a professional massage, then a calming cigarette mixed with some top-grade cannabis in either a blunt or in a nice dessert. THEN FINALLY he lays himself down onto his pretty little bed and fucks himself.

And even then Spy has a routine to jerking off to really indulge himself. He starts slow and gentle with teasing touches that go lower and lower until he's strained against the fluffy bathrobe he is cuddled in.

Imagines you riding him a lot, but if he's in the mood to bottom, he slowly fucks himself with a pretty nice vibrator as he imagines you fucking him as your dick brushed against his prostate in the most delicious of ways.

This man is convinced that every other merc assumed that he gets too many bitches to need to masturbate and he fully intends to keep that assumption alive and well.

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blubushie · 1 month

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Dude i had a dream about you last night (you were in my school as a guest speaker?? (Note: you did not ever speak or otherwise perform) then you sat down next to me, gave me a drink (nonalcoholic but that shit was literally bubbling and also in a cup somehow) then tore down a bookshelf that was blocking a window and jumped out said window to leave the room). Not my worst social interaction, youre cool anyway, would dream of again.

>Be me, Robbo. 17yr

>School is holding some kinda assembly with a guest speaker

>Go to it cuz wagging school is bad or some shit

>It's some Australian guy

>Literally just some guy. He looks like he walked out of the desert. Wearing jeans and flannel and a hat with crocodile teeth

>Paul Hogan looking mf except he's short

>Like really short

>5'2" short

>He stands there with a microphone and doesn't say anything

>Just stares at the crowd really intensely

>Doesn't move a muscle, his mouth isn't even moving

>Blinkmotherfucker.jpeg

>This continues for no less than 20 minutes

>The statue finally moves

>He hands the microphone to the principal while everyone claps

>Wtf.png

>He starts coming towards me

>I am in the back of the room

>Everyone moves

>It's the parting of the Red Sea

>He comes over

>Reaches behind him

>It's a red Solo cup of something bubbly

>Looks like beer

>He hands it to me

>Wtf it tastes like cider

>He nods approvingly and then looks at the window

>He moves to the window

>The skinny fuck gets his arms on the bookshelf by the window and pulls

>That thing has 50 books on it there's no way he can-

>The bookshelf creaks

>Wtf.png

>It starts to give

>HOWthefuck.mp3

>Literally nobody is stopping this guy from destroying the bookshelf

>It finally gives

>He throws shards of wood to the floor and pries down the back of the shelf enough to open the window latch

>He pulls the window up

>He squeezes his body through this narrow fucking window and disappears from sight

>We are on the 3rd floor

>All of this without him ever saying a single word

What the fuck is wrong with Australians?

#blu whos

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thelittlestaxolotl · 30 days

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MF!Green, I, the wall? rat anon, would like to inform you that I have dug a tunnel big enough to fit two fairies and one rat from somewhere in Alan’s house all the way to where purple is being kept. It is small enough to go unnoticed by humans. It is located in a place you sit/lay often, and has been furnished with a trapdoor that looks like a small block of wood. Have fun with this knowledge and good luck!

-wall? rat anon

Haha, nice try, pal >:)

This 'try-to-help-Green-save-Purple' marathon is getting more and more funny

#avm au

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arlecchno · 1 year

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5 hours of sleep squad …. i honestly dont know how well i sleep but today i had a dream and alhaitham and kaveh were in it (i only got to chat w haitham tho) i was in this gigantic ass library type thing and it looked so cool , the entire thing was made out of dark brown wood and it was so pretty (i actually had another dream where i was in the same building before where i was running errands around the “school” HAHAH) but yeah since it was a library / school type place i was obviously there to learn shiz and — this is the weird part — the lesson was on dreams !!!!!!! and like bro ?? are my dreams becoming self aware ? 😨 i thought the lesson was interesting but alhaitham tried to gaslight me into not liking it (an exaggeration , he just thought i was lying when i said it was interesting) i think he was supposed to be like ,,, a helper to me in the dream idfk it was funky as hell - sorry for going off on a tangent about my dream LMFAO

WHSJSJ fischl is my baby shes one of the first 4*s i got and i kinda relate to her on some level , i too love playing pretend , but mostly when i was younger id pretty much spend all my recess roleplaying with my friends . trying to imitate my favorite characters is a pastime ive always enjoyed , and it honestly makes me insanely happy when people say i kinda act like my faves (ig its smth i do subconsciously LOL) because its like “WAIT . THEY THINK IM LIKE THIS INSANELY COOL CHARACTER I LOVE WITH A BURNING PASSION ???? [inaudible screaming]” recently ive found myself a new genshin rp friend and . dude . id never have thought that playing as alhaitham would be so goddamn fun . screenies for funnies:

(making cynos joke was so much fun too so i included it)

bro i lost my mf 50/50 to jeAN on haithams banner - not even a diluc , tall men hate me ig LMAO and it really doesnt help that ive been drained as hell from school lately so ive been slacking w my fricking primo farming ;_;

YESS the fungi event was lovely but tbh … the entire event i was just yelling about how i wanted to see cyno HAHAHAH - i suffer with chronic writers block (/hj) so . like . [dead alex sound]

GREAT NEWS my injury has healed hooray !!

absolutely , escaping school is great , id probably go on more field trips if it didnt mean id have to do makeup work tbh , i hate doing makeup work .

DINGDINGDING ! YOU ARE CORRECT ! the region i was going for was indeed mondstadt ! aster (my oc) lives in mond and is originally from khaenriah , im glad i didnt draw in their face yet because their eyes wouldve totally given away the fact they were khaenriahn LOL

my week was honestly pretty busy (atleast to my tiny brains standards , i feel like you could also tell by how long it took me to send another ask 😭😭) i had two tests today (that i frickin ACED HAHA im so proud of myself) one of my friends and some guy i share a bunch of classes with also gave me pieces of their cotton candy and the guy told me good job for actually doing my work LMFAO (i usually fall asleep in that class … haha ,,) and one of my other friends complained about also wanting food so i called him friendless (even though i thought the guy who gave me a piece of cotton candy didnt like me so i dont think he counts as a friend ??) my friend also recently introduced me to a series they liked and now im practically obsessed because DELICIOUS . i also recently did heizous hangout quest and GODDAMN he - he is so . im so gay for this detective motherfucker i was practically screaming at my ipad … haha …… heizou is honestly so my type he has such a way with words and i DO NOT know why a lot of npcs / characters in game talk about him negatively how do people not like him - yeah but i also almost went on a full genshin lore tangent to my ipad because of my uncontrollable urge to explain things SMH . oh my god the part where heizou said that he wanted us to be his partner all the time and i just straight up actually screamed , yes heizou ill be your partner forever if yk what i mean - HAHAHAH i also made a collection of goofy genshin triangles on one of my friends old schoolwork in math class hehe

aaaanyways id like to return your question ! how have your recent days been ? and if you dont deem anything of note or dont want to share , if you could choose anyone in genshin to share a house / be roommates with who would you choose ? (since these are again two questions , if you want , fire back two as well !) also , dude i have a terrible habit of rambling like crazy , so i totally dont mind if you ramble and stuff in replies (because i do that wayy too much as well LOL)

— jellyfish

HELLOO TO YOU!!!! your dream sounds so funny LOL in the 2 years i've played genshin i've never had any genshin characters appear in my dreams,,, it's always boring ones that revolve around my life. but nevertheless your dream made me imagine how alhaitham would act around you 😭 and the way he tried to gaslight you LMAO he's so cute and goofy

haha i love how enthusiastic you are about fischl!!! we all have that one character that we have an undying love for to the point that everyone you know in life knows them (for me that'd be kazuha,, every time someone sees him it'd just remind them of me hehe)

THE RPS LMAO “i just find you rather annoying.” THAT'S SUCH AN ALHAITHAM THING TO SAY!!! also i'm pretty oblivious so this just made me realize that the denial is a river in egypt tiktok meme is also pointing out the fact that the nile. is a river. in egypt???? i just found out it's a wordplay thing???? denial (the nile)???? damn i really thought it's like a random word being thrown to make it seem exaggerated or something 😭😭😭 i'm really dumb LMAO how did i not figure that out sooner 🙁🙁🙁 the fact that i know the nile is a river in egypt is embarrassing too like it never occurred to me to piece the puzzles together...

man that sucks 😭😭 i remember when you messaged me on genshin talking about it LOL please humbly accept my offer of my c2 diluc to you,,, he's been in my hands far too long and i cannot fathom the fact that he keeps appearing in my 50/50's (tighnari pls come home i beg). i was on a 50/50 for haitham too and the very loud sigh of relief i let out when he finally came home is insane. i've basically farmed everything in the new area (i have 99% exploration progress now due to it) and have milked my welkin for him so i'm glad he actually came home... the things i'd do if diluc appeared in screen instead should be left unsaid 🤗

YAYY GLAD TO HEAR YOU'RE WELL NOW!!!

aster is such a badass name and the fact that they're originally from khaenriah???? awesome as hell. hope they're besties with kaeya because that would be totally legen... wait for it, dary!!!! (cue my love for barney in himym i just had to quote him)

also very glad to see that your week has been going okay!!! would love some cotton candy rn tbh they're so good </3

and heizou's hangout quest.... honestly same. i haven't exactly finished all of the endings but i've done some and it made me squeal and giggle every time he flirted with us 😭 made me feel like a total loser with his charming words bro i can't believe the npcs in game have such negative views on him because me personally if i was in the game, i'd immediately fold for him the second he breathes in front of me HAHA i'm . not weird at all.

my week has been slow actually, i finished my finals a while ago so we have nothing to do now so i've been doing absolutely nothing at school LOL! senior year is coming up soon so i might be more busy and focusing more on my studies... it's sure gonna be hell for me.

and recently i've been packing up my stuff because i'm moving out!! (hence why i haven't posted a new asphodelus chapter lol i've been so busy). it's been rather slow for me tho since i have a lot of stuff and it's kinda hard to choose the ones i'd have to throw or give away because like,, i love all of my stuff 😭 my mom has helped me with some but i still got a shit ton of stuff to declutter. basically everything is a mess rn

other than that, i think everything's been a-okay! i'm just reaally busy with irl stuff now but i think i can survive through them :D (i hope i do because i am one inch away from going insane). also my mom's been trying to convince me to drive lately since i'm supposed to start now but i have been avoiding it,,, it's scary being on the road and i am far from ready to risk my life 😔

as for your question, i think out of everyone, i'd choose kazuha. before you say anything, i'm trying to not be as biased as i can since like kazuha is my favourite character ever— but yeah, i think i can accept the terms of living with the kaedehara kazuha. he's such a nice guy and although he's a very very lightweight and behind all that charming looks he's a pretty scary guy himself (cue that scene where he threatened that treasure hoarder in the archon quest that he'd brand his forehead with hot iron) i think i could actually survive living with him. he'd do his set of chores, i'd do mine, everyone gets their happy ending. if i were to live with my other favs like kuni and alhaitham i think i would just die. kuni would be rude as fuck and alhaitham would just bully his way out from doing our shared chores. i cannot deal with them. (i'm sorry my sweethearts i'll do you two justice one day)

time to give a question to you!!! how's your progress in genshin going? (it can be exploration wise, storyline, anything) and what's your current main genshin team rn :0

hope you're having a great day!!! it was fun talking with you hehe i've been dying to get an ask since the blog has been real quiet lately, and i'm glad it's you! have a wonderful day ahead :P

#h answers #jellyfish <3 #sorry for the long ramble once again #i am in need of more interactions with people on this blog #pls someone talk to me

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lost-between-letters · 2 years

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Ill be your favorite drug, Ill get you high:

i kinda got carried away, im so sorry if its way too long sweets, you can ignore parts of it! pls ignore all the mini vent parts, i dont mean to stain this lovely blog

fandom: supernatural

gender preference: Male !

Right so I am a 5'7 female with redish but brunette hair which is short and fluffy af. I actually am quite chubby.

I am extremely affectionate and touch starved but suck it up so im not annoying (family problems am i right). Will probably cry when feelings are reciprocated while apologizing profusely 👍. wont admit that i look for approval, mostly my siblings. I REALLY love comedy and anything that makes me laugh cause it makes me forget about the world and the shitty things in it for a while. Im talking about all th humor! dry, witty, sarcastic, self-deprication, etc! I do it all everyday. I dont care how stupid the joke was, im laughing at it

Actually quite emotionally drained. Really empathetic but not easily sympathetic but I would try to help and take care of a s/o everyday if I had to. (Im studying psychology! I wanna become a therapist). says absolutely hate love and valentines and etc.. but a big lovesick puppy if im being honest.

Im also very chaotic and giggly evil when I start feeling adrenaline rushing through me. 10 out of 10 wouldnt recommend rated by my brother. 👍

I love music. You'll see me run away with headphones most of the time because it escapes time. As you could tell, I also really love art too! in any form. literature, painting, digital, you get the point. Food, just.. yes, food. Cliche af but big sweet tooth of the family! (weak mfs-)

When the dam breaks, will smother s/o with sheer passion and love. gifts, affection, the words and all that cliche crap. Im not a big fan of jewelry and expensive gifts but Im more into dumb gifts. like.. DUMB gifts. they just make me laugh about how dumb it is, i am telling you, a block of wood would cheer me up! maybe cause i learned to love the small things in life.

~💥

is it bad that I'm halfway in love with you now?

I ship you with Sam Winchester!!

Listen, that man knows what it's like to live with someone who feels so big and has to smother it down so he immediately recognises that in you. And he doesn't judge, he gives you your space and is respectful. But then you start sharing your art with him, maybe initially on accident and Sam is a goner

Like you start opening up about it and he can actually listen to you and let you talk? That's his heaven. Sam is a person who loves knowledge no matter where it comes from and he loves seeing people be passionate.

He will absolutely roll his eyes at your sense of humour and secretly love it. Oh! The first time he feels real panic with you is when he tells you how he feels about you and you get emotional. Sam will absolutely think that he fucked up in some way but keep it buried to calm you

But when you two get together, you're inseparable. As in Dean has to leave the room every time you're sitting together

Sam will shower you in little gifts once he learns how much you love them. A little memory of the newest hunt or a trip in physical form for you to share stories about

Join the celebration

#sam winchester x reader #answered #💥 anon #kat's 450 follower celebration

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roughly6500bees · 11 months

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hey girlies i have been working on. a horror oc............

tw: body horror, bugs, trypophobia, fire, self harm, death

we follow my guy Mark Warren, who was mercilessly haunted by this mysterious figure as a kid- a walking corpse, full of squirming maggots and centipedes, falling apart, voice a gasp of wet, raspy breathing. whatever it would touch would become infected with this decay, to which the only cure would be to burn the rot out.

this childhood haunting eventually ended with him setting the figure itself on fire, putting it to rest.

(the first drawing of Mark Warren)

now we find him as an adult, married, living a fairly normal life, having mostly tried to block out his childhood encounter with The Bug Man. His mother dies, so he goes back to his childhood home to help pack her stuff and prepare for her funeral. while he’s there, he finds a box of his old stuff, full of charred clothes and singed stuffed animals. and at the bottom of the box, a dead fly. nothing unusual.

this is a very rough concept, very early in development, but basically he starts to find himself transported to what seems to be an alternate version of reality, where his home is full of the same rot and infestations he was haunted by as a child, where he finds versions of his wife mangled and half eaten, rotting but still somehow partially alive, where he finds himself eaten away at while explores the impossible twisting corridors of this ruined house, a distortion of what should have been a comfortable and safe place. other than husks of his loved ones, he is completely alone in this reality, save for a voice that sometimes whispers to him through the flies and cockroaches.

(body horror concept art. corruption avatar looking mf)

the time he spends in the real world is not much kinder. flashes of this other reality seep into what should be his normal life. he’s not sure who he can trust, he’s not quite sure what’s real or not. when he wakes from the other world, he finds himself places he wasn’t before, out in the woods or even just doing something in his house. he always finds himself clutching his lighter, often holding it to his own skin in an attempt to burn out the rot.

at the same time, when he does actually get to sleep, he finds himself in his childhood home, watching his child self go through the first haunt. it doesn’t take long, however, to realize that the creature he had been fighting against all those years ago was him, now. he was the monster in his closet, the creature in the corner of his room. which means that he is the thing that gets burned in the end.

(me playing around with textures and brushes during a concept sketch of Mark’s nightmares)

i really don’t know how ill conclude the story yet. there is. a lot to work on. if i were to break down the concept to purely allegorical parts, i’d say its about how childhood trauma and mental illness can carry on to adult life and you kind of HAVE to deal with it. also in a way about how like. you often make your own memories worse by dwelling on them without trying to resolve and sort of. adding to them in your head. #mentally ill

anyway thanks for readying ♥

#bees ocs

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ballorawan740 · 3 years

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SCP Scenarios: When they accidentally kill you

Requested by: okokok121 + @RitaRoseFromBBB

(Ok, I know you did ask for the doctors + Mikell and Strelnikov, but I've decided to add the SCPs in here if that's alright with you. And also, sorry if I didn't capture Strelnikov's attitude well as I'm not as familiar with him compared to Mikell, yet again I'm not familiar with Jack Bright's family other than TJ and 321)

Sorry if it wasn't up to your standards. I just felt that some of these characters weren't the type to kill the reader, even if it wasn't intentional.

WARNING: Slight Angst

Dr Simon Glass

Simon wouldn't be the one to accidentally kill you himself, but it's more of the situation he put you in without realising the full extent of the consequences. He was just busy writing his patients' reports, and you just strolled in his office to check upon him. Simon stopped what he was doing and smiled with you as you both ate your food in his ever so clean office. As you were about to leave, Glass requested you to deliver something to Jack Bright in which you did. You and Jack were close friends (not so surprising since you're both equally as mad as each other) so if Simon wanted to know where he is or if he needed to give him something, he would go to you first. You managed to deliver the parcel to Bright in 682's containment cell and you both laughed before you returned. Unfortunately, 682 was having a rough day due to being a subject to Bright's test (I would be too tbh) which caused him to become more aggressive than usual and attacked 3 researchers. One of them being you as 682 dragged you down to the acid bath with him and Jack rushed to save you. Bright wasn't able to and he had to fulfil;l his duty to tell Simon Glass that you passed as 682 had killed you during a test. Needless to say, Glass was forced to take time off with Bright due to this event and he became more distant for months to come. Bright had to keep it together just so Simon wouldn't have to lose the shred of sanity he had in him.

Dr Jack Bright

You and Bright were doing some tests on one of the more dangerous SCPs (no, it's not that giant mf lizard of that warrior killing machine) in which your job was to handle these creatures while Jack was doing all the lab stuff. The SCP you both were conducting your research on was ●●|●●●●●|●●|● (SCP 2521 - We're getting ripped tonight, RIP my friends) and you were doing all sorts of things which resulted in you summoning this creature out of the blue by accident. Bright had to drag you out away from the creature and you just stood there observing its behaviour until it noticed you. Jack Bright had to take you on the run yet again (cuz you do be stoopid and stubborn so all yall wanna do is stare at something that's gonna kill ya. JUST RUN BIATCH!!!) but the SCP managed to catch up with you both and snatched you before Bright could even get help. Jack was astonished and deeply depressed since the incident and was left increasingly agitated after every walking day and even Glass couldn't get him out of his shell. He would pretend that everything's fine, but deep down, everyone knows that he's not (that's a whole ass mood right there buddy). Bright was extremely guilty for making you research 2521 and tried to summon it again, but all other scientists stopped it.

Dr Alto Clef

Clef was just doing his job, managing all the Keter class SCPs with ease and without hesitation. You know this from first-hand experience on your very first day on the job 3 years ago and Clef took an interest in you so he took you under his wing. So on this mission, he's on, he wanted to take you with him so you went along (not like you'd say no to this madman anyways right?). It was a breach on one of the sites with a sh- ton of Keter class SCPs and your jobs were to exterminate/neutralise them and save all the other researchers in which your team did do well and were still alive. You on the other hand were killed in action by SCP 939 (NOW WHICH ONE OF YOU IDIOTS RELEASED MY PETS WITHOUT MY PERMISSION?!). Clef wasn't able to save you on time, but he managed to kill 2 of those SCPs. When he got back, he hid in his office and was depressed for 23.3 weeks and when he managed to drag himself out, he was bawling his eyes out. He deeply regretted taking you on a mission with him and swore an oath that if he were to ever take another person under his wing (probs in like 50 years), he would do anything in his power to not take them on a life-threatening mission.

Dr Benjamin Kondraki

You were out with Kondraki, just laying on the grass like you normally do as you just watched Kondraki take photographs of various and random stuff. Not long later, you asked him if he could teach you how to become such an avid photographer like him, so he did. However, little did you and Kondraki know that his butterfly friends felt danger lurking around the area you were in and quickly transformed into a threatening SCP to defend you both. Lurking around the woods were uncontained 939s running loose on the ground in which the booterflies attacked it. One of the red lizards was ready to pounce onto Kondraki to which you ran and pushed him out of the way (BAD DOGGO ))),:<). Luckily he was unharmed, but you, on the other hand, was heavily injured so Kondraki rushed you back to the foundation's medic. You died there shortly after and Kondraki blamed himself for getting you hurt on a harmless visit to the woods for some photographs. Bright and Clef begged Glass to do some psychological evaluation on Kondraki despite him telling them that he needs some time alone before he could do such things.

O5 Council Mikell Bright

When you're with Mikell, he would be his true self, being honest and relaxed since you're his most trusted partner. Moreover, he would tell you everything about what the O5 Council has been doing and their top secrets and you would always keep your lips sealed. The other members are wary of this at first but soon warm up to you since you're one of the most trusted individuals. Being with the cowboy is quite entertaining and you'll be quite protected being with him, so most of the time, you get free reign over the foundation, however, you still had to obey the rules as you weren't exactly a member of the O5 council and that would also help you from making people think you're sus for being treated so differently. That day was one of the days where your freedom got the better of you as you were on a mission with Mikell and he was about to aim at the target until you pushed him out of the way from danger. He quickly gained his composure and tried to shoot the anomaly behind you which he missed and shot you instead. Mikell was in shock and tried to get the medics, but by the time they arrived, you've already passed. Jack had to check up on his brother regularly to see how he's doing and to make sure he doesn't fall off the edge, reminding him that you wouldn't want to see him this way.

Agent Dmitri Arkadeyevich Strelnikov

As an agent, Strelnikov's life and his closest friends and relatives would be on the line. He wouldn't know when, where or how he would die and is in constant fear of losing everyone around him, especially you. One time, he took you on a mission with him since you were trained under him and he felt that you were ready to go onto your first-ever mission (well too bad, it's your last mission since y'all just suck at your jobs and this poor man has to drag you up from hell and y'all just fall back in) and so you guys went and attempted to gain information and track down some SCPs. Dmitri had to save you a few times since you didn't heed his advice and looked behind your back and that one time he left you on your own, you were murdered by a ruthless group from one of the GOIs. This, of course, deeply saddened agent Strelnikov as he was washed away by the guilt he had from leaving you to stand by your own 2 feet. You were a bright and gentle person who always looked up to him, always eager to learn and never want to fail him. These traits are what drew you to him and he was hoping to have you on his team permanently, however, that dream was long gone (just like your non-existent brain cells trying to keep your life together so y'all don't do stupid things) as you were snatched away from him in an instant. He wrote the report once he went back to the foundation and locked himself up for so long the doctors had to get him out (like your guardians whenever you don't wake up in the mornings).

Extras:

SCP 073 (Cain)

You and Cain were strolling around site 17 until a containment breach happened. Cain had to drag you by your arm since you froze (like a deer in headlights XD) and didn't react to anything since you were afraid. Luckily you did manage to get your senses back together and ran with him. Not long later, a Keter class SCP came charging at you and in a panic, Cain pushed you aside without a glance which caused another SCP to kill you since you were blocking the way. He looked over to you to see that you were wounded, lifted you up, and found a medic. Cain blamed himself for not looking carefully and had he done that, you wouldn't be dying. By the time the medic and you both arrived, you were already at the brink of death and when 343 finally arrived, you were long gone. 343 had to calm 073 down from trying to seek revenge once again but he can't due to the overwhelming guilt he had on him. 343 managed to ease his mind a bit which caused him to blackout. The researchers had to put him under their watchlist to make sure he doesn't do anything stupid (like you when you're studying for your important exams).

SCP 076 (Abel)

It was a normal day for you and Abel to hang around until this one mf guard angered Abel to which caused a containment breach. He went on a rampage (you do be here like Hercules! Hercules! XD) in which you had to try and calm him down. By the time you went to the main part of the facility, you saw many of the D-classes and researchers beheaded (like the previous queens in- never mind). When you had found Abel attempting to slaughter a guy, you jumped in front of the victim and by the time Abel realised that you were there, his sword cut you open in half (KO! 10 points to Gryffindor). He was overwhelmed with guilt and anxiety about him killing you by accident and returned to his box as demanded by the MTF members. The scientists noticed a change in Abel's behaviour and never questioned it. Those who knew what had happened never mentioned it in fear of another breach and left him be.

SCP 999 (Tickle Monster)

It was an ideal Saturday night at the foundation. You and our adorable 999 was wandering around the facility minding your own business until some madman came charging into the foundation. The alarm for the breach went on and everyone was confused since there weren't any dangerous SCPs on the loose. As it turns out, it was an intruder from one of the other GOIs trying to kidnap some of the SCPs. You and 999 just so happened to be in the exact same spot as the intruder and was holding a weapon of some sort. Realising what's happening, 999 pushed you out of the way just as the intruder fired her weapon which missed you both. One of the agents caught up with both of you and tried to shoot the intruder but ended up shooting you just as you got up which killed you. 999 never greeted any visitors in his cell ever again for quite some time and the researchers attempted to bribe him but failed.

SCP 682 (Hard to Destroy Reptile)

You were requested to take part in a test with 682 and another Keter class SCP in a test room and your job was to make sure 682 weren't allowed to lash out at the researchers because of this test. However, this certain Keter class SCP has decided that it wants to attack you in which 682 shoved you aside to protect you. The researchers ran in to save you but the other SCP managed to pounce on you and suffocated you to the brink of death. 682 was about to take a chonki bite out of that SCP but instead, he bit you instead, killing you instantly. He regretted every decision he has ever made and never attacked the foundation staff for months.

SCP 049 (Plague Doctor)

This doctor was just minding his own business until some dumbass researchers rushed into his room like some fanboys trying to get their noona's signatures. 049 was entertained by this remark but was soon agitated as they disturbed his work and wouldn't leave him alone. So, 049 used his lethal touch on some of the researchers as the rest ran. Luckily, they ran into you, so you managed to calm down the angri bird doctor. Unfortunately, that didn't go as planned as he had mistaken you as one of the other fanboys and stabbed you right into your heart. As soon as he had realised what he's done, he rushed you into his cell and performed surgery on you. Mid-surgery, he soon realised that you were losing too much blood and died right then and there. He mourned for quite some time as the other researchers were severely punished as it had led to your death which could've been avoided.

SCP 035 (Possessive Mask)

Like the other SCPs mentioned in the list, there was a test that resulted in your death. 035 was instructed to change to another human as the black goo was secreted from the mask and so he obeyed as you were slouching by the corner of the test room. Except for this time, it is being worn by a taller and more muscular man who was a wanted man due to his former job as a mercenary. As the researchers watched intently, the mask soon felt slightly overpowered but was resolved quickly due to his evergrowing abilities and experience in possessing those who come near it or is wearing the mask. The mask spoke of the discomfort of being overpowered to which the researchers took note of this statement and watched. You were somewhat concerned to you went closer to your beloved partner to check up on him. However, upon coming closer to 035, he switched his usual persona to the man wearing it, becoming more aggressive and unable to control this body, killing the first person he sees, which was you. This stunned the researchers as the guards tried to pry him off you. When they managed to get him off, you were no longer breathing. In the next interview with 035, he displayed extreme guilt and sadness of his inability to possess the man well enough to control him fully and made a request for him to be left alone for a while.

SCP 096 (Shy Guy)

You both met up during the breach a few steps away from 096's cell. He was wandering around to find you while covering his elongated face. All the other researchers were outside trying their best to stay calm and deal with this massive breach until they just saw 096 walking about looking for someone. It instantly clicked in their mind and offered to look for you as long as he goes back to his cell afterwards to which he agreed. Upon finding you, another SCP was attempting to attack you but was soon neutralised by the other MTFs. 096 managed to push you away beforehand but his throw was so strong that you died on the impact when you fell to the ground (you really did get yeeted lmao). As 096 and the others ran towards you to make sure you were ok, you had stopped breathing and 096 screamed in sadness which flooded the whole field. As he was contained back to his cell, they noticed a small detail about 096 which was him wailing every now and again about your death.

SCP 105 (Iris)

You and Iris were just strolling down site 17 to meet with Cain and Dr James Dantensen. Once you've arrived at the agreed location within site 17, you guys were just catching up with old times and sharing your memories and stories about your everyday lives. However, this jolly moment only lasted for so long as someone had breached the containment to target you as you were close to a lot of the SCPs, especially the humanoid ones. As you, along with the others, ran to safety, the enemy caught up with you and threatened you for your knowledge of the SCPs. Iris finally caught up with you just in time to see the commotion and shoved you out of the way. Cain managed to shield you from another guy who attempted to shoot you in which Iris retaliates by throwing a knife back, but instead, injured you instead. She ran over and screamed as you slowly blacked out. Cain had to carry you over as Dantensen was calling the medics and you barely managed to survive. During your days in the hospital, the suspect managed to suffocate you which alarmed everyone. During the days that followed, Iris had been seeking out revenge as Cain tried to make her stay calm and think more rationally.

SCP 106 (Old Man)

It was another day spending some time in 106's pocket dimension as you relaxed with him. You both talked about your past experiences and the obstacles you both had overcome. Once you both were done relaxing (aka never you lazy catto so get up and do something useful for once cuz I don't wanna see yall get screamed at by your family and non-existent friends (jk jk i hope they're treating you well)), 106 took you back to his containment cell and just sat there as the researchers looked at you both blankly. 096 caused a containment breach which, of course, freed you both from 106's cell and you made a run for it (RUN FOREST RUN!). As you and 096 came into contact, 106 tried to put himself between the both of you, knowing what 096 was capable of. Unfortunately, this resulted in 106 being attacked and you died from looking at his face (wear a damn mask 096, you're in the middle of a pandemic). Saddened by the news, 106 seek revenge but was briefly neutralised and shipped to another facility so it wouldn't cause another breach due to his rage.

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the hq boys when you’re scared of a spider

𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐬: ushijima asahi bokuto suna iwaizumi aone and kenma

𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: fluff

𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: can y’all please do requests because i’m already having writers block 😫😫

ushijima

• ushijima is so tough like does he have any fears

• you guys were chilling and watching a movie on your couch

• then you see a spider on the wall.

you let out a bloodcurdling scream that makes him flinch.

“what is it??” ushijima says, clearly worried. “t-there’s a spider!!” you say while pointing at it and whining

“..that’s all??” he says with a confused face. “you screamed all because of a spider..?” he says nonchalantly as he grabs his slipper and a tissue. “yes! they’re scary!!” you say as you hide behind him.

he lets out a chuckle then proceeds to absolutely demolish the spider. he hit it so hard that the house shook.

“see? it’s over now. you’re okay” he says with a smile as he walks over to the bin the chuck out the spiders body.

“now let’s finish the movie” he says as he sits on the couch.

asahi

• i feel like asahi has a fear of insects

• you guys were camping out in the woods

• the team knew that you both were terrified of insects so they dared you both to do it

• i love asahi but he,, is quite cowardly

you guys were both sitting on logs and roasting marshmallows. the camping actually wasn’t as bad as you thought, it was really fun!

well it was

until you saw the biggest and thickest spider you had ever seen. you were so shocked that you dropped your stick.

“what’s wrong?” asahi says as he turns to you, startled by the sudden drop. you point at the spider and let out a deafening scream.

asahi also freaks out. he let out a scream that would echo for miles as he reaches for the bug spray.

he’s still screaming as he sprays the spider, it was a rather amusing sight.

you start wheezing at the sight, your hands on your knees as you struggle to breathe.

asahi sees you laughing and also starts to laugh. you both are now uncontrollably laughing, though you no longer have the appetite to eat anymore.

bokuto

• bokuto would do anything to protect you

• he just wants you to think that he’s so strong and powerful 😭

• even if he had to face his fear of spiders

• you guys were cuddling and then you noticed a spider on the closet

laying in bokutos arms was the best feeling ever. you were always happiest when you were cuddling with him.

until you saw a spider walking across your carpet. you shriek and bokuto flinches, but then almost immediately after, he goes “what is it? what do you need??”

“there’s a spider!!!!” you say as you point to it.

“fear not, my love! i will protect you!!” he says with his hands on his hips and his chest puffing up.

he grabs a slipper and hesitates to go near it (because he also has a fear of spiders, but he’d never tell you)

he gathers up all his courage and hits it. “did you see that babe?! i killed it for you!” he says with a smile.

“yes i saw it. thank you kou, you’re my hero” you say as you gesture him to come back into bed.

once he hears you say that his ego goes 📈📈 and has the brightest smile

suna

• suna doesn’t care about spiders

• if it’s there he’ll just be like “meh”

• but if someone tells him to remove it he will

• he doesn’t like to kill them

you and suna were eating while watching tv and then you exclaim “ah!! a spider!!”

“so..?” he says while looking at it, clearly unphased. “can you pleaseee get rid of it?” you say while tugging at his arm

“*sigh* jesus christ.” he says as he goes to get a cup and a piece of paper.

he calmly picks up the spider with the cup and paper, then tosses it out the door

“better??” he says with a slight smirk on his face

“very” you say with a smile as you give him a hug

iwazumi

• he wasn’t scared of spiders

• wasn’t scared of killing them either

• you were watching a movie and then you notice a spider on the table

“oh my god. iwa, a spider!!” you say as you tap him on the arm.

“do you want me to kill it for you?” he says with one eyebrow raised

“yes please” you say as you inch further away from the spider.

he sighs and rolls his eyes

“jeez you’re such a baby” he says with a chuckle.

then he grabbed a slipper and blew the spider into oblivion.

“i didn’t know you were afraid of spiders” he said with a smile

“well now you know, good thing i have you to protect me” you say as you snuggle up next to him

he smiles and blushed at that remark

aone

• this mf is unphased

• he’ll see it, kill it, then go back to what he was doing

you were sitting on the couch and talking to him about your day. “*gasp* a spider!!” you say, cutting yourself off mid sentence.

then this mf grabs a tissue, kills it, scrunches the tissue up, and places it on the table

“continue” he says as he goes back into his position and rests his head on his head.

“how did you do that so calmly??” you say, shocked at how your boyfriend wasn’t phased at all.

“i don’t know, i just did it” he says with a smile

you then continue talking about your day, as aone looks at you with the most loving eyes

kenma

• he isn’t afraid of spiders but he’s still afraid of them

• like it startles him but he goes back to normal a few seconds later

you’re both playing on his switch then you see a spider on the floor

“oh my god a spider!!” you say as you move closer to kenma

“agh!” he says while flinching after looking at it

he quickly leans over to the table then grabs a tissue and squishes it

“eugh” he says as he carries it to the bin with a disgusted face

“thank you, maybe you can kill all the spiders i see” you say with a chuckle and lightly push him

“i would absolutely hate that” he said with a slight smile

a/n: i made this at 2am so sorry if it’s shit djsjsjsj

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Small Gods: The Still of the Forest - 7

The Still of the Forest: A Bruce Banner Fanfic

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Buy me a ☕ Character Pairing: Bruce Banner x F!Reader

Rating: E

Word Count: 1393

Warnings: smut (MF, outdoor sex, vaginal sex)

Synopsis: Bruce has been existing in a perpetual state of stress in an attempt to keep the Hulk at bay. What he needs is rest. Somewhere peaceful where he doesn’t have to worry about hurting anyone and he can just let go. He needs the still of the forest and maybe - if he’s lucky - someone to share it with him.

Chapter 7

Bruce had gone home feeling afraid after leaving you in the wilderness. He was afraid that despite the fact he knew you loved him, that maybe that love had come out of loneliness, and now that you had people of your own kind to be around you’d realize it wasn’t actually love, it was a connection with anyone after so long alone and he’d never see you again.

He returned the day after leaving you with the other beings that Bruce had started to think of as forest spirits. You showed up as soon as he touched down in the forest and ran into his arms, babbling excitedly about all the things you had done and seen and glowing in a way he’d never seen before. That was repeated the day after, and the day after that, and with each day that he returned and you were there excited to see him he knew, this wasn’t some anomaly that came from a puzzle to be solved and need for connection. You were his person and he was yours.

That did leave the problem of how the two of you could make it work if you were out in the wilderness and he was back at the compound.

It wasn’t something he could set his scientific mind to. There was no answer he could come to using any data he could collect that would create time and space to spend with you. This was a matter of the heart, and he needed to use his heart to answer it.

For so long now, Bruce had been in this position where he was either considered a risk or an asset. When he was a risk, he would run. When people saw him as a risk they hunted him and his life was taken from him in his attempt to keep his freedom. When he was an asset he had to be available. Sometimes it was his mind that was the asset - more often it was the Hulk. He would need to let the big guy out at every battle regardless of how hard that was on him or how often it felt like Bruce would never come back again.

Regardless of how others saw him, the result was the same. He never got what we wanted. So he stopped thinking about what he wanted and he just went along with what was expected of him.

Only now that there was you and he actually felt like there was something good out there for him, he started to look at what he did want. What he wanted was a life with you.

The idea came to him like a bolt of lightning from a god. He was leaving the Avengers and moving to a home that bordered yours.

He found a block of land on the edge of the wilderness with a license to build on well within his budget. It was 15 acres of woodland with a creek and he knew you could be happy living there with him. Maybe that would mean you could never go into his house, but he could set it up in a way that allowed for the best of both worlds. A modern house with a lab for him to tinker in, and a little cabin with wood heating and a bed to sleep in at night. He spoke about his plans with an architect and hired builders and when he was happy and secure with the thought that this was it, he was going to spend his life with you, he took a drive out to his new land and went for a walk.

He knew you’d be able to feel him. It was how you had found him in the first place and he had realized that that draw he had to you was strong and slightly magical when you’d always show up as soon as he touched down in the forest after leaving you the first time. He called out to you. Not out loud, but more a feeling he projected of a need for quiet and calm and for your presence. You stepped out of the trees after he’d only been walking on his land for five minutes. He knew you were there before you even made yourself known. That feeling of calm and solitude washed over him and he knew that meant you were near. It was miles from where he’d last seen you, and yet you’d arrived instantly thanks to the magnetic attraction between the two of you.

You looked even more magical and luminous than he could remember. Everything about you screamed god. From the deep golden glow of the light reflecting off your skin to the way, your eyes seemed to hold the universe in them. The way you lit up when you saw him, made him feel blessed. “Bruce!” you said, jogging over to him and wrapping your arms around his middle. “Where are we? You’ve never met me here before.”

“This is where I live now,” Bruce said. “Or it will be.”

“What?” you asked, pulling back and looking up at him. “What do you mean?”

“I bought this land. Well, some of it. It’s fifteen acres. I’m going to build a house over there -” he said, pointing to a cleared area on the edge of the tree line. “Some of it might be too modern for you to go into, but I want part of it to be completely low-tech and just open out to the outside. It’s going to be our home - that is, if you want to share it with me.”

Tears welled up in your eyes making them glisten even more and you wrapped your arms around his neck. “I can’t believe you’ve done this. Do you know how much I love you, Bruce Banner?”

“I do,” Bruce said, pulling you in close to him. “And I love you at least twice as much.”

You grinned at him. “That’s impossible,” she said and kissed him passionately.

The two of you sank to your knees into the soft, mossy ground and Bruce guided you back, so you were lying back on the ground. As you both continued to kiss, you spread your legs and pulled him down between them. His cock hardened in his pants as he rolled his hips down on you. The two of you began to shed your clothes, using them as a rug underneath him and you rolled him over and straddled his waist. You ground down on his cock, you slick coating it as you moved your pussy up and down his shaft. He looked down and watched as the head appeared and disappeared between the lips of your pussy. He groaned as he watched a bead of precome form and then mix with your fluids.

You put your hand on his neck and guided his chin up so he was looking at you. Your eyes were blown out black and full of desire. “God, you’re beautiful,” he groaned and leaned up, pulling one of your nipples into his mouth. As he sucked on it, drawing soft moans from you, you raised your hips and lowered yourself down onto his cock.

He groaned and as you rolled your hips, swirling them in his lap, you bounced on his cock. The two of you moved as one, each thrust and roll of his hips was matched by you. He kissed you again until he was breathless and he felt like a live wire. You panted and moaned into his lips and he reached between the two of you and started to rub your clit in tight circles. You threw your head back and cried out as your orgasm hit. The clench and flutter of your cunt was all it took to bring him over too. He groaned as he bucked up into you and released.

The two of you collapsed down naked onto your makeshift bed of clothes. You lay your head on his chest and looked up at him. Your body was a warm contrast to the cool air of the forest. “I am looking forward to living the rest of your life with me,” you said.

“Me too,” he said and leaned in and kissed you. His first kiss to mark the start of his calm and peaceful life.

~ END ~

#bruce banner #bruce banner x reader #hulk #hulk fanfic #fanfic #fanfiction #reader insert #smut #small gods #the still of the forest

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amarriageoftrueminds · 4 years

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@kiwi-indomitus replied to your post “@kiwi-indomitus replied to your post “lads help me feel less crazy ...”

would you ever consider sharing some? 🤩

OMG you adorable person

this is going to mean nothing< to you but anyway u asked for it so

THIS IS BUCKY’S HOUSE I MADE UP

It’s a 1910-ish Dutch Colonial with white clapboard siding, red roof, navy shutters and a red door (red white and blue) and half midcentury-modern (the interior + extension out the back) and he bought it in the 1970s after Howard Stark dragged him to a high stakes poker game for a laugh and Bucky accidentally made like 10 million bucks in one night destroying Howard’s rich asshole friends because he was still half-tweaking as the Winter Soldier and they were utterly freaked out by him.

(Bucky’s aged parents and sisters moved in to look after it for him.)

It overlooks Battle Avenue and the monument to fallen soldiers in Green-Wood Cemetery in Brooklyn, NYC, because: 1) nice and quiet and peaceful; 2) it’s not likely to be built on, so his house isn’t going to hemmed in by mf gentrifiers on all sides whenever he wakes up from a 10-year cryogenic freezenap; 3) extremely tactically useful if somebody attacks his house he can just run off into this giant un-peopled field full of slabs of stone for cover and the only people caught in the crossfire will be the already-dead.

(This kinda thinking is also why all the exterior windows are one-way bullet proof glass and why he has bullet-proof reinforcements inside the wall insulation and probably a Wakandan forcefield generator or sth as well.)

The plot stretches all the way from one side of the block to the other, with mature Japanese maple and tulip trees, which look spectacular in Fall. One has a rope swing which will land in the swimming pool if not careful (someone gets drunk and does this at every barbecue he throws).

One half of the garden used to have his neighbor’s house on it; she was a crazy old cat lady who took a shine to Bucky and left her house to him in her will because she hated her relatives and then her house mysteriously burnt down (and the insurance paid out to the family). Bucky built an orchard in her name on her house-plot, kept her vegetable patch, and turned her former patio into a garden room; he keeps his bees and pet tortoise Shelley in there.

The house has disability access including a wheelchair elevator into a certain bedroom so his aged relatives can navigate; also his disabled buddies from Murderball (or his extremely clumsy buddy Clint can come stay whenever he breaks a leg and is wheelchair bound).

The basement is 25% gym 25% mirrored ballet studio and includes a rock-climbing ceiling and a sunbed which Tony Stark bought him as a joke present (because it’s like the opposite of a cryochamber). The laundry has a laundry chute from upstairs, a muddy-dog shower and a sweaty-people shower. And there’s probably a hidden hatch to a sub-basement panic room bunker or similar.

The main room upstairs has hidden bookcase doors and his entrance hall has a big-ass skylight under the staircase/landing and a baby grand piano which Tony Stark also got him as a joke present because he has no sense of money (but Bucky was touched by the gesture because it’s a player piano that remembers what you’ve played and plays it back to you and memory is a touchy subject for him).

And different rooms are inspired by different places he’s been, often with Steve; so like the big upstairs bathroom is decorated like the swanky swimming pool at a Hotel called the St George he used to work at in Brooklyn, the kitchen is victorian-style w/ yellow-golden limestone like the French Château de Valençay he and Steve visited in WWII, etc etc.

PS. Also he has a house A.I. called Godfrey who sounds like Hozier

#worldbuilding #LONG POST #dat's me #kiwi-indomitus #toAyourQ #*pauses to finally breathe*#fuck the cut we post our sins like men!#bucky barnes' house #and it's decorated in a mix of modern-victorian / japandi MCM #only bucky doesn't realise that it's MCM he just kept all his old stuff #and whenever people come visit they're like 'omg where did you get all this amazing 1940s furniture I love MCM!'#and he's like 'huh? mid-what?'#*mid-century-modern #idk why but ur reply just would NOT appear on my activity page???#¯\_( :/ )_/¯#so u almost had a lucky escape from *gestures* the Drama ^_^#yet each man queues the thing he loves #the house that [cats neurodivergence] built #irl this place is RIGHT around the corner from a Latinx gay bar XD

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Sniffles and Sore Throats | Diego Hargreeves

Author: @writingsbychlo

Word Count: 3542

Notes: So, obviously I took inspiration from my own being incredibly ill, and turned it into an absolute fluff-fest for you all. I hope you love it, @mf-despair-queen did and she doesn’t even read for Diego, sooooo...

Warnings: None!

You had been absolutely fine when you’d woken up that morning. In fact, you had been better than fine. You had been great. Having made plans for lunch with your friend, you’d showered, sung your heart out while getting ready and doing your makeup, and put on a cute summer outfit, because you were feeling good - without even a sneeze, a sniffle or a microscopic itch in your throat that could cause a cough.

None of it.

And yet, twenty minutes after getting back in from the day, you’d sneezed. Brushing it off as pollen, you’d moved on. Forty minutes after getting back, your throat was slightly sore when you swallowed and you wanted to cough. An hour after getting back, your nose was streaming.

Now, laying on your couch at almost nine o’clock in the evening, you were uncomfortably sweating but cold, clammy, and irritated at the same time. Your nose was red from all the rubbing and tissues, sore and blocked no matter how many times you blew it. Your throat was sore and aching, no matter how many hot drinks infused with honey or lemon you sipped on, and your head was pounding.

Your eyes felt like they were being pushed from your skull and any time you stood up, you felt like your body was being dragged into the ground, as if gravity had somehow gotten infinitely stronger, your feet barely even able to move. With a huff, you shut off the tv, rubbing at your temples and thanking whatever deities may be watching that you didn’t have a headache. Not yet, anyway.

“Touch wood," You muttered, banging your fingers gently against the coffee table beside you, and trying to suppress the violent cough you could feel bubbling up inside of your lungs, knowing it would only worsen your situation drastically. When the door opened, shuffling being heard in the corridor as Diego kicked off his shoes, you rolled over, burying your face in the cushions of the couch and pulling the blanket up to your chin.

Mumbling a barely audible response to his greeting, you listened as he walked around the apartment, instinctually checking all of the locks and seals on the doors and windows, as he always did. “Hey baby, how did lunch go?” His tone was far too positive for you, and he reached out to you, a hand on your shoulder as he rolled you over lightly, leaning in to press a kiss to your forehead before recoiling slightly, eyebrows raised. “Christ, baby, you look awful. What happened?”

Putting down the plastic bag in his hands, he sat beside you, tugging you up reluctantly by one of your hands as his palm found your forehead, before settling on your cheek, thumb running over your skin soothingly. “M’ sick.” You muttered, wishing just to collapse back into your pile of blankets, but Diego had a different idea as he kept you upright, a chuckle leaving his lips.

“Yeah, you don’t say.” Holding both of your hands, he pulled you limply to your feet, and your knees buckled slightly as he scooped you up, grabbing the plastic bag as he went and holding you gently, your head lolling onto his shoulder as you gripped his arm lightly, giving his bicep the best squeeze you could, in acknowledgment.

Navigating gently through your shared apartment, he placed you down on the large bathroom counter beside the sink, a sigh leaving your lips as the cool marble met your legs, goosebumps running over your skin as you shivered.

“You want my hoodie?” He tugged the item over his head, handing it to you but you shook your head, just letting it sit on your lap as your eyes closed. Leaning back against the wall, you let out a sigh as your skin met the cold plaster, his eyes watching you as his lips curled up in a slight smile. “Nice and cool?”

“Mhm, lovely.” Opening the plastic bag, he pulled out several cardboard boxes, a sad smile rising to your lips as you shuffled on the counter. “You brought chinese? M’ sorry.” The words left your mouth and he stopped opening boxes, eyebrows furrowed as he looked up at you, lips pursed.

“What, for getting sick? Not your fault, baby. Just means you should have the whole carton of chicken noodles and dumplings, instead. I’ll have your rice.” You’re heart swelled as he smiled, pressing a kiss to your clammy forehead. Leaving the boxes open for steam to escape, he turned on the taps of the bath, plugging it and letting the water splash against the basin, filling it rapidly.

Crouching before you, he looped his fingers into the elastics of your fluffy socks, pulling them from your foot and dropping it into the laundry hamper, switching to the other moments later and doing the same. With hands on your waist, he lifted you to the ground gently, tugging the oversized t-shirt up and off of your arms, a huff leaving his lips as he pouted at you.

“Now you should be sorry. I can’t believe you’re wearing my favourite underwear and you’re too sick to fuck," He joked, and you weakly shoved at his chest, shaking your head with a soft grin.

“Was planning on us having more fun tonight when I put them on this morning. This was not how I anticipated the day going,” You whined, and he simply grinned at you, fingers of one hand spreading out over your hip as the others danced up to the clasp. He leaned in, lips by your ear as he growled lightly, undoing the clasp as the support came loose.

“Maybe next time.” His breath fanned over your skin and you shivered, letting him pull back and remove the item, dropping to his knees before you as your hands landed on his shoulders to balance yourself, letting him tug the matching panties away, leaving you exposed as you waved your arms, shaking the stress and stuffiness from your body.

Stepping away, he swirled a hand through the bath water, deeming it ready and warm, before taking a bottle from the rack and unscrewing the top to sniff at the contents inside. Spilling a generous amount of the liquid into the tub, he put it back in it’s correct place on the shelf, swirling the water until the room filled with the scent of lavender and honey, bubbles rising in surplus from the water’s surface.

Standing, he rooted around in the cabinet, pulling a small brown bottle from inside and releasing a few cautious drops into the mix, before putting it on the counter for later. “The olbas oil and the steam will really clear up your airways.” He confirmed, holding a hand out to you and helping you step into the water, watching as you took a seat and stretched your legs out. Rolling your head from side to side, you enjoyed the tension leaving your muscles at the exposure to heat.

Removing your hands from beneath the water, you sat up slightly, shaking your hands dryer of loose droplets and accepting the box Diego was handing you, and the pair of chopsticks. The food was still very hot, but it didn’t burn you to hold, and it wouldn’t be too hot as you ate it, and the thought crossed your mind that it may have been an accident, or did Diego just know to let it cool this much to help you? Either way, he was still giving his all, laying his own food on the edge of the bathtub, placing the other boxes around you both but within reach.

Unclipping the fastens on his harness, the heavy utilities dropped to the tiled floor and he kicked them away into the corner, tugging off his socks. With a hand over his head, he pulled the henley off and away from his body, throwing it in the direction of the hamper. Scanning your eyes over his torso, you could see the faint scratches and bruises on his abdomen and chest, a frown on your lips as you reached your fingers out to him, and he stepped forwards.

Brushing your fingers over a bruise faintly, you felt his muscles twitch under your touch, but he didn’t flinch away, and you retract your hand as he undid his belt buckle, smiling down at you. “Doesn’t hurt, I’m okay. More worried ‘bout you.” He dropped his pants and underwear to the floor, kicking them away from him and stepping into the water opposite you, his feet coming to rest on one side of your hips, and he reached under the water, lifting your feet onto his thighs so you were more comfortable.

Grabbing his own food, he tucked in hungrily, a smile on his lips as he finally got some food in his system, and you poked around in your meal, picking out a particularly fat dumpling and extracting it, holding it out to him. With a grateful nod, he took the squishy object between his own chopsticks, quickly bringing it to his mouth and taking the whole thing in one bite, cheeks puffed out as he let out a little moan in happiness.

“I love our local chinese restaurant, I really do.” You simply nodded in agreement, letting out a hum as you sucked up chicken noodles, trying to make the meal last, but it was so good, and you hadn’t even realised you were this hungry until this exact moment, your body thanking you.

Upon finishing your food, you discarded the box on the floor outside of the tub, sinking further into the water and closing your eyes. Finding your calves under the water, he rubbed at your legs gently, massaging the muscles he could reach, before retreating back to your feet, pressing his thumbs firmly into the arch of your left foot as your toes stretched out happily before curling inwards, letting him repeat his ministrations.

“You good, baby?” You merely nodded, relaxing as he switched feet and removed all the tension from your body until you were fully relaxed, head lolled back. You were putty in this man’s arms, and there was no one you loved or trusted more to take care of you. Watching you, he admired the way he could put you at ease. Your features weren’t scrunched up in pain like they were when he found you earlier, they were now at peace and easy, and the realisation he’d done that for you warmed his heart.

If you’d told Diego two years ago that he would be loving someone this much, that he would be this devoted to someone, he would’ve laughed at the idea and mocked. Now, though, he was utterly adoring. You loved him for every last little bit of him. Every cut you had patched up late at night and every word he had stuttered over in the first few months, even still, if he was having a particularly bad day.

He was irrevocably, life changingly, head over heels in love with you, and he knew he’d never quite love anyone else this much.

“I l-love you.”

“Love you, Di.”

Your eyes snapped up to meet one another’s, a smirk on his lips as your jaw hung open slightly, both your eyebrows raised at the odd event that had just taken place. With a laugh, you leaned forwards, finding his hands under the water and linking your fingers with his, chin resting on the tops of your knees as you just simply looked at one another, taking all of the other in.

Shuffling, the water slopped over the edges slightly as Diego turned your back to him, sitting you between his parted legs, almost pressed to his chest in the confined space. Taking a sponge, he lathered it up, running it slowly over your back and across your arms, before hooking around to the front and ensuring you were clean. The soap from you rubbed across onto him as you leant on him, and it dribbled along his arms from the sponge, cleaning himself of the day’s dirt and filth, too.

“Could sit here all day, with you, just enjoying your company.” You smiled, turning to glance at him over your shoulder and he shook his head, looking away from you to disguise the slight blush riding from his cheeks. Pulling away, he stretched his legs and arms out, hands firmly gripping the sides of the metal basin.

“As much as I love sitting with you in bubble baths until the water goes cold, I don’t think you spending prolonged periods of time cold and wet would be very beneficial to your health right now.” He smiled, lifting himself from the tub and wrapping a towel around his waist, holding one out for you as you lifted yourself up, taking the fluffy material from him and wrapping it tightly around your body, securing it.

Undoing the plug, the water immediately began to drain away, gurgling as it went, and you watched it, doing your best to scoop up empty food boxes and place them in the bin, your tired joints and muscles immediately aching at the exertion as Diego cleaned all your clothes up into the hamper.

With hands on your waist, he turned you to him, leaning you back against the counter for support as he raised a washcloth to your face, using the material to wipe the old smeared and smudged makeup from your features. Using the most delicate touch he could, you reached up, your hand closing over the top of his and squeezing gently as he worked, pouting your lips to press a kiss to his palm as his hand passed over your mouth.

Once he was absolutely sure your face was clean, he took a generous quantity of your nightly moisturiser on his finger, rubbing it into your skin with his thumb and making sure he reached everywhere, even under your chin as you leaned happily into his touch, ignoring the ache in your knees.

Rubbing the rest into his own skin, he took your hand in his, guiding you from the bathroom and down the hall into your shared bedroom where you joyously took a seat on the bed. Rooting through the drawers, he dropped his towel, pulling a pair of sweatpants up his legs and tying them loosely at his waist, before holding a fresh t-shirt over your head, helping you push your hands through the arm holes and push your head through. Pushing your hair away from your forehead, he smoothed it away, pressing his forehead to yours for the briefest moment, before taking both of your towels and hanging them up to dry.

“Feel any better now?” You just nodded at his question, patting the bed beside you and resting your head on his shoulder as he took a seat next to you on the mattress.

“Feel fresh. Clean. Not sweaty and gross.” The words were spoken through a yawn, and you covered your mouth, sniffling and rubbing your nose before swallowed thickly with a wince. “My nose is like, raw. Hurts from blowing it so much. Who knew tissues could do such damage?” You pondered, crawling up the bed and pulling back the covers as you settled in, never feeling so good from your head hitting the pillow as you did in that moment.

Returning and sitting next to you, he uncapped the tube in his hands, rubbing a rather large quantity of the cold liquid on and around your red nose, almost reaching your lips and smearing up your cheeks in a thick layer, barely rubbing it in, just letting it sit. Scrunching up your nose as it stung, you quickly relaxed as it soothed the area, a soft sound leaving your lips as you awed over the cream, and he placed it on your bedside table. “Healing cream. Should make your skin feel better. Works for me," He confirmed, placing a large bottle of water down beside your bed. “Drink all of this during the night. Keep your fluids up.”

Nodding, you suppressed another yawn, turning the light out and letting your eyes finally close for good, the day and this sickness having taken its toll on you. Feeling the mattress behind your back sink as Diego settled in, you shuffled further onto your side, hearing him huff as he moved closer. “You’re not gonna cuddle me, Di?” You mumbled, hearing his movements stop momentarily before a hand wrapped firmly around your waist, pulling your backwards into his chest, his legs tangling with yours.

“Of course I’m going to cuddle you. What kind of stupid question was that?” He settled in behind you, arm wrapped firmly around you, and you rolled over in his grip, nose brushing against his as he looked at you in the dark.

“You’re gonna get sick being this close to me, breathing my germs,” You teased, poking at his chest and he twitched at the contact.

“I’ll hold my breath," He joked, and you rolled your eyes. You both knew he could but that wasn’t the point. He could still get ill, and you knew no matter what, he would still go on his nightly patrols, still box, and only make himself sicker. “You need cuddles more than ever tonight, and if I get sick, so be it,” He whispered, nuzzling his nose against yours. “I’ll take my chances, but no kisses, because then I know I’ll get sick. We both know it won’t be a middle school peck.” You could practically sense the smirk on his face, the glint in his eyes at the statement and you sighed, trying not to smile as the good holding onto you.

“Fine. Cuddle at your own risk," You warned, a tired laugh falling from his lips as he kissed at your forehead and cheeks, before letting you roll back over.

Laying in the silence for a while, his breathing evened out, and you laced your fingers through his, holding onto him tightly. Your head was pounding, the headache finally kicking in as the pressure in your sinuses and behind your eyes became too much. Your throat, however, had been cleared, and your body was so much more relaxed, all thanks to Diego caring for you. “You awake, Di?”

Getting merely a grunt mixed with a snore in response, you rolled over to face him, cupping his peaceful face in your hands. Leaning forwards, you pressed a kiss to his nose, your fingers smoothing over his skin joyfully, taking in all of his relaxed and vulnerable state, realising just how lucky you were to have him in your life.

“God, I hope you want to marry me one day as much as I want to marry you. Don’t know how I’d find someone else after you.” The words were barely audible, and for a while, they just floated off into the silence, minutes passing as your eyes closed, a smile on your lips, hands still resting on Diego’s face, holding him close, as his fingers squeezed at your waist slightly before falling away, shuffling in the dark as you assumed he turned.

Hearing the opening and closing of the drawer of his bedside table, however, you cracked an eye open, his still closed as he flicked the lid of the small box in his hand open, a little light shining down onto the adorned silver band inside. “Trust me, I’ve been thinkin’ ‘bout it for a while,” He spoke sleepily. Snapping the box closed again and placing it back in the drawer, closing it as his eyes opened to look at you, adoration swirling within them. “You can’t have that until I come up with the perfect way to ask you. I have plans. I put deposits down. You’re getting a real damn proposal,” He teased, and you shook your head, tears welling up in your eyes and dripping down onto the material of the pillow you were sharing as he wiped them away gently. “At least now I know it's going to be a yes. It is going to be a yes, right?”

“Of course it’s a yes, you fool. I fucking love you,” You cursed, shoving his shoulder before he caught your hand, lacing his fingers with yours and holding it close to his heart, his eyes closing again as he yawned, settling back in to sleep, hand still holding yours.

“Feel so cherished when you put it that way. The aggression: really endearing. You should put that in your vows,” He jabbed, teeth flashing as he laughed quietly, hearing you scoff.

“Oh, shut it,” You whimpered, wiping your face dry.

“Make me.” His statement was more of a plea, and you leaned forwards, fingers under his chin to tilt his head up as your lips found his, moving against his own slowly and languidly, sharing the love between you, showing the other everything, and Diego no longer cared that you’d be getting him sick. That he’d wake up in the morning aching and coughing with you, because he now knew that he could wake up with you every morning, no matter what, and that was far more important to him than one little sickness.

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mr-lancers-english-class · 5 years

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The Rescue

Vengeful Babes, Dissection, & Identity Reveal

AO3

Word Count: 3753

Dani wasn’t sure how she was going to explain this to Valerie. She was flying as fast as she could and it wasn’t fast enough but she also needed to think but she needed to focus to be able to think and couldn’t focus on that right now, no, because she didn’t need to crash into another jet and so she had to fly first and brainstorm second but there wouldn’t be time to brainstorm later so she needed to think now!

A bird squawked angrily off to her right, shocking Dani out of her thoughts and forcing her to slam to a halt. She glared at the bird as it gave her the stink eye before flying off.

“I’m stopped anyway. I need to catch my breath. I’ll think of something right now,” she muttered to herself. “Alright. What do I know? Danny’s been caught. Danny needs my help. Sam and Tucker are out of town. Jazz is at college. None of the three of them know. Vlad’s minion contacted me to tell me. Because Vlad was caught too. The Fenton’s managed to catch them both. ” Dani took a moment to scream internally. She had thought she’d been free of Vlad, that he couldn’t ever find her. Danny had said he’d changed, that he was becoming more of a crazy uncle figure than a fruitloopy asshole, but Dani was loathe to trust the man. “Vlad knows how to find me. No, if he actually has changed, maybe he doesn’t but his minions do. Skulker definitely does. That’s probably it. Skulker’s always been able to find me, and now maybe this time it’s because Danny and Vlad need help and not because he wants to hunt me for sport.” She barked out a sharp laugh. “Why is my life so weird?”

With a quick inhale, Dani took off flying as hard as she could towards Amity Park. It was only a few more minutes away. She could feel the ectoplasm in the air grow thicker, and her speed increased accordingly.

“Danny and Vlad are caught by the Fenton’s and everyone who knows their secrets are out of town except Valerie. And Valerie doesn’t really like either of them, though maybe not as much.” Dani thought back to the last phone call she’d had with her girlfriend. Valerie had mentioned that she and Phantom had a truce, that they had started to work together more to stop the ghosts, and that, for the first time in the three years she had been the Red Huntress, she was getting enough sleep and finishing most of her homework. Though she hadn’t talked to Danny in a while, Dani was pretty sure the same could be said of him. It had taken too long for both of them to be willing to work with the other.

“But Valerie doesn’t know. She knows about me, but she doesn’t know about Danny or Vlad.” Dani slowed down as she entered the Amity Park airspace. The air was practically glowing with latent ectoplasm. “The less she knows about halfas the better, but also Danny should have told her forever ago and it would have made life so much easier for both of them. Agh! Why is he such an idiot?!” She veered off to the north and turned invisible. After a minute of scanning the identical apartments, she was pretty sure she had found Valerie’s. Lowering herself to the window, Dani knocked four times, paused, and knocked twice more.

The door inside slammed open. Valerie dashed across the floor, dove over her bed, and crashed into the wall with enough force to shake the ceiling lights. Throwing open the window, she whisper-shouted “Dannielle!”

Dani took that as her cue to re-enter the visible spectrum and slide through the open window. “Valerie! It’s so good to see-” She was cut off as Valerie smothered her in a hug. Dani melted in to Valerie’s arms and was very disappointed when the other girl pulled away. Disappointment was immediately replaced with a warm kiss. Valerie held Dani’s face, while Dani brought her hands up into Valerie’s hair and kissed back. It had been months since they’d seen each other in person and Dani never wanted this kiss to end.

And then she remember why she was back in Amity Park.

Dani pulled away from Valerie with a sharp inhale. Valerie tilted her head and gave her an odd look.

“What’s wrong, baby?” Valerie let go of Dani’s face and found her hands instead. “Something tells me you’re not back just to visit.” Dani shook her head miserably. Tears welled up in her eyes, but she forced herself to hold them in, at least until she could explain what was going on. Crying was so messy. It made life difficult when you had to worry about leaking eyes and hitching breaths, Dani decided.

“I need your help,” Dani whispered.

“Of course, Dani. You know I’m always here for you,” Valerie whispered back.

“It’s a, uh, it’s a ghost thing.”

Valerie’s eyes hardened into something dangerous. “Who’s ass do I need to kick?” Dani giggled once through the slow tears that were now streaking down her face.

“The Fentons’?” She tried to smile, but it was difficult.

“The Fentons? What did they do?”

“They got Phantom.” Dani could practically see the gears turning in Valerie’s head as she mouthed ‘The Fentons have Phantom’ a few times. “And, and Plasmius, but he’s not really my priority.”

“They have Plasmius too? The Fentons caught Vlad and Phantom?” Valerie quickly maneuvered to the other side of the room to close her door. It wouldn’t do well for her dad to get home and see her plotting with Phantom’s identical clone.

“Yeah, a few hours ago. Skulker found me to tell me and- wait, I never said Vlad. I said Plasmius,” she said slowly. Valerie knew Dani wasn’t exactly a full ghost or a full human, and also that Dani was literally a clone of another being who happened to have a hodge-podge mix of memories from said being. Valerie did not know that Danny and Vlad were halfas, or really even about the existence of halfas. Unless-

“No, I know that’s what you said, baby. But, well, Vlad Masters is Plasmius and oh you already knew-” Valerie saw the look in Dani’s eyes and put it together faster than Dani would have expected. “He’s like you, isn’t he? Plasmius?”

“Sort of. He’s more human, and he’s not a clone. We’re called halfas, but Vlad is mostly just a human infected with ghostliness and I’m technically a clone of a halfa and not a full halfa.” Dani paused. This was getting closer to Danny’s secret than she would like. Unfortunately, Valerie was smart, and Dani knew she already had theories.

“I take it Phantom is a halfa?” Dani nodded. “And the Fenton’s have caught him. And they’re probably going to experiment on him.” Dani nodded, smaller this time. “So we need to rescue him. And Vlad,” Valerie added as an afterthought. “Do you have a plan?”

Dani took a deep breath before speaking. “Sort of. Maybe. I sneak into FentonWorks while you cause a big distraction somewhere, something that looks really dangerous. The problem is that, according to Skulker, there’s a ghost shield around the house that basically puts a full stop to anything ghostly inside. No powers.”

“Then I should be the one to sneak in to FentonWorks. It’ll be easier for me to escape, and I don’t want you to get caught too,” Valerie suggested. Dani shook her head.

“You’d be just as powerless as me. Your suit is powered by ectoplasmic energy, and is possibly psychically linked to you, though I’m mostly guessing on that one. You would be weaponless, and also, if they saw you, the Fenton’s would definitely recognize you. I at least have some anonymity. Plus, I can escape into the Ghost Zone easier. You’ve got a big target on your back in there.”

“Makes sense. So I need to make a distraction” Dani nodded. “Okay. I have an idea.”

Exactly six minutes later, Dani was crouched on a roof opposite FentonWorks in her human form. Valerie had split off towards the park with a quick kiss three blocks back to enact her part of the plan. Right now, she would be off launching flash grenades in the middle of the park, making a big light show with some loud noises, but little property damage. Dani was waiting for the Fenton’s to notice and leave. It was taking too long and it was stressing her out and they needed to go because her cousin was in there and she needed to get to Danny and-

“Let’s go Maddie! There’s a powerful ghost in the park! Phantom will be here when we get back, and we can get a third strong ghost.” Jack Fenton had slammed the front door open with enough force to crack the wood. Maddie Fenton was right behind him carrying three thermoses, a vacuum, and at least seven ectoguns ranging in size from finger-gun to military-grade rocket launchers.

“To the RV!” Maddie shouted with easily as much enthusiasm though likely twice as loud. Dani winced at the volume. The neighbors might wake up, which would cause problems. As it was, she appeared to be okay for now.

Dani watched as the RV screeched down the street and turned the corner towards the park. She fired off a quick text to Valerie, JF and MF are on their way, be safe <3, before jumping down from the roof to land lightly on the empty street. It was almost two in the morning, so every other streetlight was off. She would have to make sure to thank Vlad for that later. It made it significantly easier to see the Fenton’s shield.

“And now I just walk through, make sure I’m not using any powers, no powers, all good…” She scrunched up her shoulders in anticipation of the sting that came with crossing a shield, and was through in half a second. “Alright, the door. Is it unlocked? Nope! Okay, so, um,” She didn’t bother searching for a key, preferring to aim the Fenton Wrist Ray Valerie made her wear at the look. It melted to nothing in a single shot and the door swung open. “Right then, now down to the lab!” She whispered with mock excitement.

Every single light on the first floor was turned on. Dani imagined that the Fenton’s hadn’t left the basement since they captured Danny, and so probably had no idea it had gotten so late. Danny would occasionally tell her about his parents, how obsessive they could be.

She found the door to the basement laboratory easily. It was right next to the kitchen, which seemed like a potentially very dangerous idea, and was covered in bright yellow warnings about ectoplasm, radiation, and general danger. She quickly snuck down the stairs, trying to be as quiet as possible despite knowing she was alone in the house. If she got caught, well, from a purely selfish note, that would be very bad.

The stairs led into a large cluttered room that was surprisingly open. On the far wall, the closed portal sat menacingly. In the middle was a table. Lying on the table, limbs and head strapped down with glowing leather, was Phantom. His black suit with trademark logo was missing from the waist up, where a gaping hole showing his innards was instead. Thankfully, he appeared to be asleep. Dani almost threw up then and there. She settled for light gagging instead.

Her phone buzzed in her pocket. She pulled it out to see Valerie’s reply.

The Fenton’s haven’t figured out it’s me yet. They’re still running around the park.

It buzzed again with a follow up.

You be safe too babe.

Dani almost smiled before remembering where she was and who else was in the room. She glanced up to find Danny staring at her over his open stomach and yelped, dropping her phone. It clattered to the floor with a distressing sound.

“Danny?”

“Hey cuz!” He was way too enthusiastic, Dani thought, given that he should be even more dead. “How are you?”

“Are- are you okay?” she whispered.

“Oh yeah, no I’m fine, I think. I mean, there’s this,” He glanced down at the dissection. “And whatever they strapped me down with is biting and I can’t phase through it, but other than that, I think I’m okay.” Dani bent over to pick up her phone. The screen wasn’t cracked, thankfully, but the case had a sizable dent in one corner.

“So, um, how do I get you out?” She looked back at Danny, pointedly ignoring the gaping wound.

“There’s a button on the side of the table. It’ll turn off the phase-proofing part, and I can get out from there.” Dani found the aforementioned button, and was distressed that it required a DNA sample.

“It, well, it needs DNA. I guess so other ghosts don’t come and break their cousins out.”

Danny laughed incredulously. His intestines jiggled. Dani swallowed bile.

“Everything in here is DNA coded to my parents, Jazz, and I. You’re the same DNA as me, so it should work.” Dani tried the button, and with a sharp prick of her finger to draw blood, it depressed. There was a generic powering down sound, and suddenly the leather stopped glowing.

Danny sat up as he phased his head and arms through their straps. After taking a second to rub his wrists and try and get the blood flowing, he reached into his chest and removed a few metal devices. He then took the clamps holding his skin open and released them, folding his chest back into shape. Once everything was starting to heal correctly, he hopped down off the table.

It had been at least six months since Dani had seen her “cousin” in person, and she was a bit shocked to see that he was now at least an inch and a half taller than her. She was tall by human standards, almost six feet, but Danny had shot up. He was going to be close to his dad’s height, she thought numbly, trying to ignore the green stains on Danny’s chest.

“...back soon, so we need to go,” Danny finished saying. Dani blinked as she realized he’d been talking. “Dani? Dannielle?”

“I’m here. I’m good. Um, can you repeat what you were saying?”

“We need to dash. My parents will be back soon. At least something we just did will have triggered an alarm. “

“Oh, yeah, that. Um, we could go out the front, but I don’t have my powers right now so that’s riskier. The best option is the portal.”

“Seeing as I’m a bit stuck as Phantom right now, you need to open the portal. Same DNA lock, that sort of thing. Shouldn’t be any harder than the Fenton Ghost Straps.”

“You’re stuck as Phantom?” Dani asked, maneuvering around the vast piles of who-knew-whats to get to the portal.

“Well, not really, but I heal a lot faster as Phantom and ectoplasm stains are significantly easier to get out of clothing. Also, if it comes up, I don’t want to have to explain blood stains. My parents ask more questions when it’s blood,” Danny said. He was poking at the Y-shaped incision on his chest that was now at least no longer flapping with each step. Dani looked away.

“How come you have your powers at all right now? The ghost shield is shutting me down pretty heavily.” Dani asked, keeping her back to her cousin, because god that was a disgusting sound and would he please just stop?

“Weird thing I discovered about shields. The more time you spend around them, the less the affect you. And it’s not just me. Dora, Johnny, Kitty, and Amorpho are all significantly less affected by shields now that I’ve been inviting them into town sometimes.”

“Huh. Weird,” Dani said. “So, which button is it?”

Danny came up next to her at a large control panel. “It’s this one here. Same thing as before, it’ll need a small blood sample, but you’re blood is identical to mine, so my parents won’t know.”

Dani pressed the button, and the portal slid open. Green energy shot out with a quiet roar as the basement turned the same shade as Danny’s organs. Dani was saved from this thought by her phone buzzing again, this time insistently.

“Give me a sec. Gotta take this,” she said over her shoulder. Danny nodded. She answered it.

“Dannielle? Are you there? Get out now!” Valerie’s voice was almost drowned out by the sounds of high winds. “The Fenton’s are coming back quickly. They’re like, two blocks out.”

Dani was proud that she didn’t panic. High stress situations were far too common in her young life, which, as disappointed as she was by this, helped in future high stress situations.

“On our way out. Phantom’s fine. We’re going through the portal. See you in a few minutes.”

“Sounds good. Love you.”

“Love you.” Dani smiled as she hung up. She turned back to Danny and was greeted with pleasant surprise. “I’ll tell you once we’re safe in the Ghost Zone.” Danny laughed.

“The Ghost Zone is never safe.” And he dove headfirst into the open portal. Dani heard the door upstairs slam open with no lock to impede the Fenton adults. Oh well. That’s what they get for kidnapping her cousin. She followed Danny through the portal without a glance back.

Immediately, she could feel her powers flow through her. She transformed giddily into her own ghost self and did a few loop-de-loops. Danny was waiting for her with a smile.

“So… you’re dating someone?” Dani groaned.

“Yeah, I am. We’ve been dating for almost a year now.”

“Do I get the honor of knowing how this person is?” The two halfas flew deeper into the Zone.

“We’re about to meet up with her.”

“Is she a ghost?” Danny did a barrel roll over top of Dani so he could fly sideways, on his stomach with his legs crossed in the air behind him and his chin resting on his hands. Dani rolled her eyes.

“No, she’s human.”

“So I take it she knows? About you? Does she know about me?” Danny rolled onto his back so he was looking at Dany upside down.

“Yes she knows about me. No she doesn’t know about you, but I think she suspects something.” Dani stopped and watched as her cousin went speeding by.

“And where exactly is she?” Danny asked, making his way back to Dani.

“In the human realm.” Dani reached her hands out into the air infront of her, and with less concentration needed than the last time she tried this, opened a rent in the fabric of reality.

The small portal, no larger than a bean bag, was swirling green and purple and smelled vaguely of cinnamon and apples. Danny whistled.

“You’ve gotten strong. I haven’t been able to do portals at all.”

“Well, I can’t hold them for long, so please do enter.” Danny flew through the hole in the fabric of the Ghost Zone. Dani took a deep breath and followed suit.

They emerged above Valerie’s apartment. Dani alighted on the gravel roof, and detransformed. Danny stayed hovering at her shoulder height. Within a minute, Dani could hear the whine of Valerie’s hover board, and soon spotted her girlfriend flying high above the city.

The Red Huntress circled the apartment once, before slowly lowering and retracting her hoverboard. She landed on both feet, and Dani lept forward to hug her. After far too short, Dani pulled away, because her cousin was spluttering behind her. She turned back to look at him, and was very releived to see that his jumpsuit had reformed. That’s good, she thought, because that was disgusting and I almost lost my lunch, and that would have gone badly for both of us.

“You’re dating Valerie?!” Danny practically shouted. Both Dani and Valerie shushed him equally as loudly. “Why didn’t you tell me? What? You’re dating Valerie?”

“Yes I am,” said Dani, at the same time that Valerie said “And just how do you know who I am?” They looked at each other and had a quick wordless conversation. It ended with Valerie retracting her full suit. Dani leaned in to kiss her cheek.

“You know who I am, Phantom.” It almost sounded like a question, but Danny had spent too much time around Valerie in the last four years of high school to mistake it as such. “You’ve known for a while now. And I suppose, I know who you are too.” Danny remained silent, so she continued. “I’ve known for a while, I just didn’t want to think about it.” Dani reached for Valerie’s hand and gave a light squeeze.

“I should have told you a while ago, Val. Sorry about that,” Danny muttered, landing lightly on the roof. “If I may ask, what gave it away?”

“You mean besides the name?” Danny nodded with a laugh. “How much Dani looks like you. Both sides of you. You guys do mention clone a fair amount, and even I’m not that blind.”

Danny let his transformation rings wash over him, and although she knew, Valerie was still a bit surprised to see Danny Fenton standing on her roof.

“So, then, now that all this is in the open, does anyone want food?” Danny asked, changing the subject. He stretched his arms up over his head. “Being dissected takes a lot of energy, and I am starving!” Dani smiled at her cousin. Valerie barked out a laugh.

“I guess, yeah.”

“Well then, to the Nasty Burger! Dinner is on me!” Danny transformed back and began to fly off. Dani and Valerie followed close behind.

“It’s four in the morning, Danny,” Dani yelled into the wind. “I think this counts as breakfast.”

“Time is irrelevant. Burgers normally means dinner, so dinner it shall be.” All three teenagers laughed.

“Are you guys just going to go in like this?” Valerie shouted.

“Wouldn’t be the first time, Val. Minimum wage workers tend not to ask too many questions about ghosts at ungodly hours.”

They flew for a minute, trading light banter, before Valerie came to a screeching halt. Dani and Danny circled back around and hovered with her.

“Um, guys, did anyone get Vlad?”

#phango19 #phangoweek19 #phango #danny phantom #dani phantom #valerie gray #vengeful babes #identity reveal #dissection #mild gore #not too descriptive gore but gore nonetheless

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AFFC - Jaime III

aka Bear Pit Pt 2: That Time Jaime Takes a Long Ride that Proves his Compassionate Nature and That He Will Defend Brienne Even If She Is Not Around or in Immediate Danger

Thoughts on Jaime / Brienne:

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“His hand shone dully in its light. No good for throttling eunuchs, but heavy enough to smash that slimy smile into a fine red ruin. He wanted to hit someone.”

→ HA! “a fine red ruin”. Get it, huh, huh? Because Red gets ruined? HA!

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1/3 time Jaime actively mentions Brienne in his thoughts:

“Payne was as rusty as his ringmail, and not so strong as Brienne, yet he met every cut with his own blade, or interposed his shield.”

→ We do mention a lot how Brienne constantly says ‘he ain’t Jaime tho’ but Jaime is just the same: ‘Payne ain’t Brienne but he’ll do’

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2/3 time Jaime actively mentions Brienne in his thoughts:

“Jaime found himself wondering if Brienne might have passed this way before him. If she thought that Sansa Stark had made for Riverrun . . . Had they encountered other travelers, he might have stopped to ask if any of them had chance to see a pretty maid with auburn hair, or a big ugly one with a face that would curdle milk.”

→ I’m a sucker for Jaime having Brienne’s same train of thought and thinking about her journey constantly. As others have pointed out, he is startled by his wondering and has to remind himself how ugly she is, right? The fact he wants to ask about Sansa (his vow) is nice, but the fact he also wants to ask about Brienne (his special interest), is very nice.

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3/3 time Jaime actively mentions Brienne in his thoughts:

“He passed beneath the covered bridge… before he realized where he was headed.”

→ Don’t fucking @ me. The bear pit is a direct, unquestionable straight line to Brienne and as soon as he gets a chance he, unbidden, goes to her memory.

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So Bear Pit Pt 2:

““Naked? No.” He wondered how that wrinkle had been added to the story.”

→ Kingslayer’s whore?

“The Mummers put her in a pink silk gown and shoved a tourney sword into her hand. The Goat wanted her death to be amuthing. Elsewise . . .”

“. . . the sight of Brienne naked might have made the bear flee in terror.” Connington laughed. Jaime did not. “You speak as if you know the lady.”

→ a couple of things:

what I LOVE about this moment is that Jaime is here genuinely trying to make some conversation and casually doing disrespectful impressions of the man who almost kills them and he’s actually concerned with explaining the truth and HE IS DISREGARDED by Connignton because Connington is an ass and THEN Connington disrespects his wench and it just.fucking.activates.him.

Jaime remembers the dress clear enough to describe it in material and color (this man is definitely not my father)

what was after that ‘elsewise’? ‘Elsewise, she would’ve killed it? She would’ve won? I would not have needed to jump in?’ Jaime respects (and admires!) Brienne SO FUCKING MUCH I wanna believe he was going to sing his praises here.

“That took him by surprise. Brienne had never mentioned a betrothal.”

→ He's SO OFFENDED lmao Heaven knows how much shit he talked during their walk across the Riverlands and he is like, Brienne surely would’ve mentioned something of SUCH importance but he also senses that if she DIDN’T it was because of REASONS and gosh does he make Ronnet spill the beans.

““I was the second. My father’s notion. I had heard the wench was ugly, and I told him so, but he said all women were the same once you blew the candle out.”

“Your father.” Jaime eyed Red Ronnet’s surcoat.”

→ Jaime taking notice of who Connington dad is because HE’S GONNA CUT A BITCH

→ (and also because he is trying to unravel why they would betroth Brienne to this idiot and he discovers it’s because they are poor and were going to use her to elevate his status and you can just feel his disdain, I fucking love it)

““The bear was less hairy than that freak, I’ll—”

Jaime’s golden hand cracked him across the mouth so hard the other knight went stumbling down the steps.”

→ the first time I read this I fucking TRANSCENDED because I wanted to smack each of Brienne’s wrongdoers myself. Jaime stood his ground as much as he could but the moment he insults Brienne with “freak” (and insults her bush, which we know he was gladly impressed by) he just fucking reacts. And my favorite bit is…

“You are speaking of a highborn lady, ser. Call her by her name. Call her Brienne.”

→ FIRST, Jaime hasn’t referred to Brienne internally as “wench” or anything else but Brienne in a fucking long time.

→ SECOND, this shows just how much he respects her as a woman, as a mf lady, and how much he’ll demand others will treat her as such.

→ And THIRD, it shows how much he respects her, PERIOD. We love a man who loves and respects his beloved.

Thoughts on Jaime:

Clearly even though Loras is young Jaime thinks he is worth his salt. And it’s not until Cersei brings up his gayness that Jaime doesn’t really anger. Even Cersei points out that Jaime’s “perception” of manhood has changed but I think it has to do more about Jaime respecting Loras and him self-actualizing his identity.

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