I want Kent and Tater that both have huge crushes on each other, who know that their feelings are requited, but who are too stubborn to make the first move.
Like every time they see each other the flirting is so instense that the rookies get embarrassed and have to leave.
When Jack asks them why they won’t ask the other out, Kent tells him “I like making him work for it. If he wants a piece of me, he’s gonna have to do something about it.”
Tater responds “Kent is too cocky. Need to knock him down a peg. He is needing to admit what he wants.”
So they continue to dance around each other, until a party at Jack’s one weekend when the Aces are playing in Boston. Tater finds Kent leaning against a wall in the hallway, nursing his drink and looking contemplative.
“Kenny, why so sad looking? Aces lose again? Or you just disappointed I am not in your bed?” Kent grins at that, looking up at Tater with those bright eyes that just get him every time.
“No, just wondering when you’re gonna get the courage to wine and dine me like you know you want to.”
“Am ready to do so much more than that, am just waiting for you to give word.” Tater is, he really is, but he’s not ready to give up on this game yet.
Kent sighs and look down at his drink, somwthing Tater was not expecting. “Why do we do this, Alexei?” Tater is surprised, and it takes him a moment before he can answer.
“Am liking chasing you, Kenny.” Tater tries to keep the conversation flirty, but the air has changed, and he’s not sure what to do. Kent looks back at him intensely, and Tater feels naked.
“I’m done with games, Alexei. I think it’s time I let myself have something that I deserve.” Tater is sure that Kent is ending this thing they have, that he’s getting thown aside so Kent can chase a real relationship, and Tater is ready to leave now. He wants to go home and bury himself in his blankets and never come out.
Tater is so buried in his thoughts that he nearly falls over when Kent pulls him down into a rough, searing kiss that leave him a little lightheaded and yearning for more.
Suddenly Tater’s hands are on Kent’s waist, pulling him in closer, and Kent’s hands are burying themselves in his hair, and he’s pressing Kent against the wall like he’s afraid Kent might slip away. One of Kent’s legs is in between his own, pressing up into him, and Tater’s whole body is on fire.
Kent’s mouth has moved to his neck, and Tater is gasping into Kent’s hair, breathing in smell of him. He pulls Kent back up to kiss his mouth, murmuring “Go on date with me, real one”
In between kisses Kent laughs softly. “Thought you’d never ask”
Okay, I think this movie has been out long enough that a spoiler tag isn’t necessary. So when TFA came out, I went to see it once with my friends, and a second time with my GF and her parents, and my dad. My mom doesn’t like Star Wars and wasn’t feeling well so she stayed home. We sit in the theater and my GF grabs my hand tightly, because she knows how the movie will end and she isn’t happy about one death in particular. We make it through the whole movie, my GF loving our chance to enjoy it a second time, look for details we missed the first time. Our parents are enjoying themselves too, making small comments and having idle chatter about the movie quietly enough that nobody really hears them. But then the end comes along. The assault on Star Killer Base. Then Han Solo dies. Then Rey dramatically meets Luke on the rock island. Credits. Everyone stands up to leave. GF’s parents stand up. We stand up. We’re some of the last out. But then my dad. My dad, a fan of Star Wars since the day A New Hope premiered… He just sat there, staring at the screen. He was stunned. He wasn’t capable of processing what happened. He just sat there. Silently mourning Han Solo in some sort of trance. Eventually we shook him back to reality and he just kind of mumbled something as he got up. When we get to the car he asks me “so when does episode 8 come out??? We’re seeing it, right????” So that’s the modern way to break a man. Show him the death of a fictional character he’s loved for almost 40 years. He’s 60, and he is no different than anyone else. He’s just as distraught by the deaths of people that don’t actually exist. That man really, really likes Star Wars. He really, really likes Han Solo.
Summary: Your relationship with Tony Stark faces the
ultimate test when the Sokovia Accords are presented to the team. Sometimes,
compromise just isn’t an option.
This takes place
during the events of Captain America: Civil War, so spoilers for the film will
be rampant throughout the series.
Word Count: 3,100
A/N: Okay, Steve’s little smirk in that gif
just confirms what a little asshole he is. I love him. As always, thank you
to @alientheatre for this request because I’m in love with it and
Five days. It had
been five days since Tony had left for Siberia. You’d been
wrong when you thought you knew the depths of your boredom before; this was an
all-new low that you weren’t quite sure how to deal with. On top of the boredom
was the crippling panic that something had happened and you had no way of
finding out anything at all. The only thing maintaining your sanity was the
presence of your friends.
Newcastle Falcons 38-32 Harlequins.
What a game. I’m hoarse, I’ve had far too much cider and I’ve only just regained the feeling in my fingers. Say what you like about sports but actually going to games is soooooooo much better than watching it on telly.
4th December 2016
After a restless night, the morning finally came and I already had a bad feeling about the evaluation. From what everyone told me Ross was one of those government officials who can definitely do some damage. All I knew is that I had to keep myself in check or I’ll be locked up once again.
You could even tell that Ross’ visit was putting everyone on edge. After getting the brief story about the Civil War that happened between the team, I could understand where they were coming from. Sam, Clint, and Scott were treated like criminals while Wanda was seen as a freak. And this was all under most of the control of Ross.
This visit was definitely taking all of Pietro’s willpower to not to do something rash. Apparently, he was considered dead at the time the war happened so he wasn’t there with Wanda when she was locked up. I swear this team has literally all “died” at least once.
Today, Annie and I tried our best to look like we didn’t just come back into the world after eights years in captivity. Wanda managed to get us nice clothes so we could look as normal as possible. She knew exactly how we were feeling right now since Ross is still a bit weary about her and her brother.
The living room was mostly quiet except for the sound of Tony typing whatever he trying to get rid of. Not a lot of files were found due to Hydra’s highly encrypted system and that started to make me worry. If Tony had more time he would probably have all of our files but I guess that was the reason Ross was coming so soon.
Out of nowhere, a line of black cars slowly pulled up to the compound. Glancing at Annie, she gave me a small smile before turning her attention to Tony walking over to greet Ross.
Standing up to fix my shirt, I suddenly feel the air get slightly colder. Looking around the room quickly I saw shadows lurking behind everyone before slowly inching there was near me. This was not going to end well.
After sending a small smile to Lucy, I watched her get up until she stopped suddenly. Her normal piercing blue eyes looked dull and lifeless as she looked around frantically. Just as I was about to say something the sound of voices caught our attention.
Turning around an old guy with a gray mustache walk in with Tony. As they briefly talked, I watched Tony tense up. Realizing that was Ross, I slowly walked up as the rest of the team greeted him. Taking a deep breath I glanced over to Lucy only to find her still frantically looking around.
My eyes widen as I realized that she was looking at ghosts once again. Only this time I could tell it was the corrupted ones bothering her. Slowly stepping over to her I grabbed her hand, trying to get her to remain calm. Letting out a small sigh, Lucy brushed a piece of her hair out of her face and walked over to join the others.
By the time more agents came in, the room was filled with tension. Simple gestures Ross did seem to set everyone off as they greeted him. There was a certain way that he held himself that just seemed off. Ross looked annoyed or yet irritated just by the hold situation.
Anyone that was on Steve’s team almost instantly was brushed off. But in Wanda and Pietro’s case he didn’t even try to greet them, he just simply ignored them before turning back over to Tony.
“Are these two your new recruits?” he asked.
“Yes they are, this is Lucy and Annie,” Tony said looking uncomfortable.
“I’m Secretary Ross and it’s nice to meet two more lovely enhanced people,” he sneered as he extended his hand.
“Nice to meet you too sir,” Lucy shyly said before shaking his hand.
“Same here,” I mumbled.
Biting my tongue and I gave a small grin, not wanting to say anything rude to the man juggling our faiths in his hands. I only just met the man but he made my blood boil.
“Would you like me to-” Tony began to say before Ross put his hand up to stop him.
“Enough stalling Stark let’s get this started,” he said while summoning agents over, “Now girls follow these two agents and I’ll have a nice chat with the rest of team.”
Before I could mutter a word out, we were quickly rushed out of the living room and down the hall. At the end of the hall, there were two more agents waiting by two separate doors with stern expressions. I was led into one room while Lucy was led into another looking paler than usual.
The room was most likely an interrogation room that Tony just happened to have. It was empty except for a small table and two chairs in the center. There was also a glass of water on the table surrounded by a stack of files. It looked like Ross did his homework.
“Sit,” a woman commanded snapping me out of my thoughts.
Sitting down, the women’s sharp, dark eyes stared at me before opening one of the many the files. Grabbing the glasses from around her neck, she put the on the bridge of her nose before clearing her throat.
“I’m Agent Reynolds and your name is Annie Ray Carson, correct?”
“Yes,” I muttered as her eyes started to make me feel uncomfortable.
She continued down a list of simple questions running along the lines of my date of birth, what state I was born in, and who I was related to. Fiddling with my thumbs I watched the women stand up before walking to the side of me.
“So,” she began while tapping her manicured fingers on the table, “tell me about Hydra. I’m sure you have plenty stories to tell.”
“I’m sure you must have read all about it in those files you have,” I muttered as she scoffed.
“Alright, I’ll narrow the question down,” Agent Reynolds said as she reached over to grab another file labeled classified and shoved it towards me. “What happened the night of March 18th, 2008?”
“March 18th?” I questioned before I felt my blood run cold.
“Yes, you see we managed to get some information but I don’t think we have a clear picture of what really happened.”
“I-I,” I stuttered before she stopped me.
“I wouldn’t lie we currently have your teammates listening into our little conversation.” She leaned in a bit closer to my face become smiling a devilish grin. “Let me just refresh your memory here.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking-”
“Don’t interrupt someone when they’re talking that’s rude sweetie. Now, where was I? Oh yes, your parents were government scientist trying to help their friends whose daughter seemed to develop some very interesting powers. Am I ringing any bells,” she said.
Not muttering another word I listened as she retold one of the worst nights of my life. I then started to remember memories I wanted to forget forever.
I was eight and I had no idea why my best friend looked like she was dying. My parents said she was just sick but I knew better. All I knew was that whatever she came in contact with was killing her. Or at least that’s what I thought it was.
My parents and Lucy’s parents worked endless hours trying to somehow bring the old Lucy back but nothing worked. They became so obsessed with trying to help her that they brought in anyone group who called themselves S.H.I.E.L.D. Those people, however, seemed off.
Of course, my parents never listened to me and continued working with them, as Lucy got better. When I finally got to see her, she still looked like an actual part of her had died. Lucy however only stayed “healthy” with some weird energy source they were injecting her with.
Every time I visited, I always felt like the energy source was drawing me in but I was always too afraid to go near it. That was until the people from S.H.I.E.L.D turned out to be from somewhere else entirely.
It all happened so fast; all I really remember was talking to Lucy before a sudden explosion went off. By the time I was able to process what happened those “S.H.I.E.L.D agents” were already taking her away. Hearing cries in the distance I looked at the ground only to find Lucy’s dead parents and ghosts surrounding everyone.
Trying to fight back the tears, I ran after them only to be shot at but instead of hitting me one of the men hit the energy source they were taking with them as well. As another explosion occurred I began to be consumed with large amounts of energy before hitting the ground hard.
Ghosts were flying around us and then I lost it. All that energy I soaked up expelled from my body and disintegrating everyone in sight including my parents. I could hear everyone’s screams before I felt my body grow weak. The last thing I saw was Lucy’s eyes turning a dark shade of purple and then I saw nothing.
“And after you killed your parents or well after you obliterated every cell in their body, Hydra took you in,” Agent Reynolds smirked as I blinked back my tears.
Sitting on the table, she reached her hand out and raised my face to meet hers. Her face was as cold as her personality and when she did smile it made her look more menacing than before.
Feeling rage boil up inside of me, I watched the lights slightly flicker as Agent Reynolds chuckled a bit. Letting go of my face she sat back like she waiting for me to do something.
“Go ahead try and hurt me,” she began before motioning over to the camera above the door, “Show them just how much of a monster you are.”
Gripping my chair hard, I made the lights stop flickering and sighed. Agent Reynolds grabbed another file and began skimming it.
“What a letdown kid you usually go full freak-out mode.”
“I’m sorry what?” I asked.
“You know the over twenty kills you managed to get in under two years? And don’t get me started about that Grimm girl she has at least forty in the last year and a half.”
As my eyes widen, Agent Reynolds chuckled again before reading the file in her hands out loud.
“Under directions Subject 0077 burned three victims alive by one strike straight through the chest-”
“Stop,” I muttered.
“Then repeatedly tortured a few other victims-”
“Please,” I muttered again as the painful memories resurface.
“Oh this one my favorite, decapitated one victim by zapping his head clean off and you-”
“STOP!” I yelled as the lights in the room blew a fuse.
Breathing heavily, the room’s emergency lights came one as Agent Reynolds smirked once more. Putting down the file she laughed again before taking off her glasses.
“It looks like you need better control of your powers under a large amount of stress kid. For the safety of everyone, it would be best if you-” she began to say before the door flew open.
“And you’re done meeting over,” Clint walking in with Natasha following him.
“I’m sorry you don’t have the-”
“Honestly Reynolds shut the fuck up,” Natasha fumed while grabbing her arm and pushing her out of the room.
Putting my elbows on the cold table and resting my head in my hands, I let out a shaky breath. Guilt ran through me as more memories replayed through my head. I killed innocent people because I didn’t want to die.
“Annie?” Clint questioned as he walked to the table. “Hey Ross is leaving and he isn’t taking you guys with him. T’Challa was able to call in a few favors and now Ross isn’t allowed near you guys.”
“G-Great,” I choked as I lifted my head up. “I’m guessing you heard what we did.”
“We did but that’s in the past and-”
“We weren’t even under any form of brainwashing we just killed because we had too,” I said as my voice quivered.
“Natasha did some questionable things back in the day and Tony helped create Ultron. We all have something we’re not proud of,” Clint said as pulled me in for a hug.
Hesitating at first I slowly returned the hug as I felt tears roll down my face. Quietly I let out a small sob that I was holding in.
“Here’s the thing we don’t care what Hydra made you do or what you did. All we care about is about your well being and helping you control your powers.”
“But why?” I cried.
“Because why the hell not? It wasn’t your fault that Hydra kept you in that lab all these years. And I’m not about to let you blame yourself it eats you up inside. I would know from personal experience.” He said still hugging me.
“Thank you,” I said wiping my tears.
Also, that lady was an actual spawn of the devil good lord,” Clint chuckled.
“She really was,” I laughed.
“Alright let’s check on-” he began to say before a loud wail rang through the room.
Looking at Clint confused I slowly got up only to see a specter floating around. Feeling the drop in temperature, my eyes widen as one thought went through my head.
Running passed the specter I kicked open the door to where Lucy was being held only to see a huge mess. The chairs and table were in pieces as specters flew around the room in a violent way. In the middle of it all was Lucy with those same purple eyes I saw years ago.
The specters let out another cry as pieces of the table were thrown at me. Blasting the debris, I tried to make my way over Lucy to only to be stopped by a horde of ghosts.
“Lucy!” I yelled over the wails of the dead. “Don’t let it consume you! Take back control!”
The next thing I knew I was being yanked back by a red energy as it shielded me from harm. As I was pulled out in the hall, Wanda was silently trying to make a pathway.
“What happened?” Tony yelled as he came down the hallway with Steve. “Ross just left and we’re already destroying the place.”
“I-I don’t know. They must have said something to Lucy to set her off,” I responded as Wanda struggled.
‘Do you know how to stop her?” Steve asked as a specter flew at his face.
‘That’s the thing when Lucy is like this no one can calm her down,” I said.
“I’m going to try something, Vis!” Wanda yelled.
Vision shot up through the floor and quickly grabbed Lucy as she continued to fight back. Wanda taking a step forward shot out red energy to stun the ghosts as Vision flew through the doorway.
As her eyes turn red, she placed her hands on Lucy’s temples and suddenly the ghosts stopped in their place. As Wanda tried to focus, Lucy fought back while muttering words no one could understand.
“Lucy you can fight it,” Wanda said as her hands shook.
Loudly Lucy let out a scream as Wanda’s hands glowed a brighter red. Then Lucy’s eyes stopped glowing purple and returned to its natural color. As Wanda took her hands away, Lucy fell back onto Vision as the ghosts disappeared only leaving their mess behind. Still unconscious, Vision picked her up as the rest of the team came down the hallway.
“W-What happened,” Peter said referring to the mess.
“Lucy, she just snapped and it was chaos. Right after that agent left she just started mumbling to herself and then there were just ghosts,” Wanda said holding on to her brother for support.
“I’ve never seen her that destructive before. I thought she was finally getting a handle on things. Whatever that agent said must have triggered something,” I muttered trying to process what happened.
“Is she ok now?” Bucky asked with concern laced in his voice.
“She’ll be out for a while, I knocked her out with my powers. Her mind was so clouded it was even harder to connect with,” Wanda said still being held up by her brother.
“Clouded?” Sam asked while looking at Lucy.
“It’s like some other presence is there. I can’t explain it but it was powerful,” Wanda answered.
“So the words she just uttered was something else?” Thor questioned.
“Hopefully this is just her powers being triggered but whatever that was will show up again,” Wanda said before walking over to Lucy, “I don’t think I’ve seen someone that powerful.”
“Let’s just make her comfortable until she wakes up. I’m sure she’ll be confused,” Steve said as everyone slightly nodded.
Taking one more look at the mess Lucy made, I sighed and followed everyone out. Once in the living room Vision put her on the couch and I sat next to her and waited. Everyone was asking Wanda more questions, as I remained silent. I wanted to tell everyone why Lucy was acted that way but that was her story to tell.
She asked me to wait for her to feel comfortable with telling everyone and I agreed. There was a part of me, however, that worried that it will show itself before Lucy could mutter a single word. The only thing I could do now was hope that wouldn’t come to that.