Now that Murph was conscious and sitting up on his own, I finally had an opportunity to rest. I laid down on my back and just breathed. Every bit of me hurt, but if I didn’t move it was bearable. Glancing up at the cliff edge, I could see no sign of the bad guys. I closed my eyes and just felt the warm sun on my skin and was glad to be alive.
“You-” Murph croaked, his throat still raw with seawater. “You FREAKIN MANIAC!” he shouted. I laughed lightly. “You could’ve killed us! Are you happy?”
“I’m happy to not be captured,” I sighed, letting relief finally set in.
“Arceus Christ,” he muttered, coughing up more water. I heard a trilling from above me, so I opened my eyes to see Lapras looking at me, as if asking a question.
“Oh, to the inlet. We’re meeting someone there. Please,” I said to it. It seemed to understand and started to swim along the coastline, but further out to sea so we weren’t tossed so much by the waves. It was a clear day, and the sun beat down. The salty breeze offered a brief break from the burning heat.
“Hey, what happened to you?” Murph asked. He was looking at my shirt where the super styler attack had burned through. ”Did you rip it when we were running through the woods, or…?”
IT’S @rangersoath‘S BIRTHDAY WHICH IS COOL AND ALSO LMAO YOU’RE OLD AS SHIT
READ HER FIC IT’S REALLY GOOD THANKS BYE
hhahaha ok no okay lemme just
hey happy birthday melissa you’re a huge inspiration to me as a writer and as a person and also you ruined my life so thanks for that
congrats on being born and continuing to be alive
@ everyone else: read ranger’s oath it’s very good if you like pokemon ranger and suffering and moral ambiguity, i keep meaning to write a serious review but i’m the worst friend in the world someone remind me to do that it’s about the true nature of justice and morality and also spenser says fuck a couple of times which i like
Barnes breathes in the night air, letting it rattle with his cigarette smoke in that soft spot near his lungs. Cloudless. It’s been a while since it’s been calm enough for him to note the state of the sky. It was only going to be a sharp inhale before tomorrow, but that’s all he’d ever needed to brace himself. It was all he’d ever needed, period.
“Barnes, you’re alone.”
He crushes the embers beneath his heel. “Thought you were busy tearin’ up the dancefloor, Cap.”
He looks up and- God, Steve’ll never stop looking like he was carved out of marble and made soft. Made human. His smile curves privately, and who the hell taught him how to do that? “I believe people are starting to retire, but I was saving my last dance.”
More Watertribe Lance Also avatar Lance this time because we talked about this with friends and we are lance trash we wondered what kind of pet Lance would have if he was the avatar… Like Aang has Appa and Korra has Naga.
And we ended up with a Peacock-Lion because it just suits him perfectly
(also it was supposed to be Keith’s pet -bc yeah it’s definitely more a firenation-ish beast- but things happened ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) i’ll write headcanons someday lmao)