Blessed are the readers, for theirs is the archive.
Blessed are the betas: for they help us write the stories we see in our hearts. Blessed are they that kudo, for they reassure us that someone likes what we’ve done. Blessed are the rebloggers and reccers, for they help the readers find our work. Blessed are they which leave comments on a WIP that say something other than “write more please”: for they comfort us when we feel taken for granted. Blessed are the commenters; for their words bring us joy. Blessed are the loyal fans, for they keep the fandom alive. Blessed are the fan artists, for they bring our worlds to life before our eyes. Blessed are they which read an entire long fic and comment each chapter, for the string of comment notifications fills the writer’s heart with delight. Blessed are ye, who rec our fics in public and tag us, for seeing that we made somebody squee is the light in our days. Rejoice, and be exceeding glad; for great is your reward in fandom.
okay w o w this is such a loaded question I’m going to ignore the use of the word gross here unless you literally want to fight me. The short answer to that question is that I started loving Aaron the most when I realized literally no one else did, but there’s a lot more to it than that.
Let’s take a little journey together:
Aaron Minyard is the most underappreciated character in the whole of the TFC fandom
literally Jean, Jeremy, and Bee get more love than him and all of them just have the briefest scattering of scenes like???
the only person ya’ll talk about less is Seth, and he literally died after one book, whereas Aaron is a major player in all three
I feel like in general the fandom despises Aaron because Neil despises Aaron, which is natural and all because the book is in Neil’s POV so we’re literally trained to think the way he thinks, but I can’t stand that mentality tbh
Also, typically I’ve noticed a lot of people don’t dive in enough to understand that Aaron and Andrew are a lot more similar than everyone seems to think
you hear over and over again how Andrew would burn the world for Aaron, that Aaron’s well being is far more important than anyone else’s
but how often do we consider the fact that Aaron would burn the world for Andrew, too?
We spend a lot of time devoting ourselves to Neil, Andrew, and Kevin (and even Jean, for crying out loud) because they have these uniquely horrible pasts that they have to overcome through the series
Okay. Cool. Awesome. I love me so damn character development and redemption and revenge as much as the next reader
But are we forgetting Aaron’s past? Aaron’s present even? And how much all that has happened to Aaron and to Andrew has literally ruined Aaron’s life and how hard he’s had to work to come to terms with it?
let’s take a trip back in time, to a young Aaron living alone with Tilda
Okay so I’ve done Career and Childhood in astrology so I decided to go with one that I know a ton of people would find useful (personally I’m not really into the love side of astrology but I get why a lot of people are). So anyways, here’s where you should look in the natal chart to learn more about your approach to/experience with love!
Ascendant: An all-rounder placement for practically anything, the ascendant will show you how you come across to others and how you’re perceived, who you attract etc.
Descendant: Otherwise known as the 7th House cusp, this placement shows you who you attract intimately and how you behave in close, personal relationships.
Moon Placements/Aspects: When looking at committed relationships in particular, the moon placements/aspects will show us what makes us feel at home and comfortable. It’s important to look at these placements because any strong relationship needs a strong emotional foundation, so you should know your own inside out.
Venus Placements/Aspects: No surprises here, Venus being the planet of love and romance, we look here to see how we initiate romantic pursuits, how we flirt etc. We also see the type of vibe we give off to other people and the house it’s in can show us where in our life we give a lot of our love to. It’s super important to look at Venus because it shows us what we want, what we’re attracted to and how we handle affairs of the heart.
Mars Placements/Aspects: Mars is the masculine counterpart of counterpart. When looking at it in relationships, we mainly focus on the sexual element. Our libido, sexual tastes etc. However, while that’s all well and useful, it’s also great to look at for anger. Being honest, it would be stupid to think that our capacity for anger and patience are irrelevant in relationships, so it’s important to look at Mars to pay attention to what gets on our nerves and furthermore, how we should handle our anger especially around others.
5th House: The 5th House represents a multitude of things, joy, talent, children - but in this case, romance and casual sex. We should look at the 5th House to see what our natural aphrodisiacs are, as well as our turn-ons (to a lesser extent than Mars). The 5th House will show us what we find appealing in light-hearted romance.
Hey! If you're still taking prompts, could you write about neil and Andrew having a conversation about Neil's past? Like the stuff he had to do to survive and the stuff he went through with the worlds shittiest parents? Also I'm pretty sure neil has killed people like it makes complete sense so maybe andreil talking about that?
There’s a band of pale blue light nipping at the tops of the trees and sharpening the silhouettes of the houses, but everything else is fresh and dark. Andrew smokes with the pack clenched in his fist, the cherry of the cigarette winking at the street lamps winking at the orange moon.
Their front porch isn’t like the rush of the rooftop, but he can get that same jitter of fear from Neil nowadays, and he’s more portable. He’d left him knotted in the bedsheets an hour ago, and knowing he’s inside somewhere at his back is burning him up. Andrew inhales and focuses on the exhale, the way the smoke still tries to hurt him when it should’ve given up. He likes that nicotine doesn’t leave him alone.
Neil slips out the front door and lets the screen door clatter, and Andrew knows that he’s upset before he sits down two steps below Andrew, holding his own head.
He doesn’t ask; just smokes fervently. The moon bobs its head sympathetically, wind catches the smoke and breaks it over Neil’s head like water on rocks.
It occurs to Andrew that Neil isn’t going to start this conversation, because he likes to think things through on his own, solve them wrong, and tell Andrew about his mistakes later. He’s insufferably convinced of his own problem-solving abilities, then obsessed with the mechanism of his own missteps.
“What?” Andrew asks impatiently. He flicks ash from his cigarette and holds it out in front of Neil’s face. Neil sidles through his own tangled thinking for long enough to glance up. He leans forward and sucks the smoke from between Andrew’s fingers.
When he looks away, gusting smoke from his open mouth, he says, “Matt called. We fought.”
“You fought,” Andrew guesses.
Neil looks agitated, blue in the choked light, eyes black and furious. “He was being unfair. He keeps trying to tell me what’s right or wrong lately, because he thinks I’ve been— been deprived, like my experiences were outside of humanity, or morality, and it’s so— condescending.”
“You’re only realizing this now? All of the foxes are condescending. It is the only way they can avoid their own failure.”
“This was different,” Neil says, shaking his head. “I can tell when they’re saying things because they want to see my reaction, and this wasn’t that. He meant what he was saying.”
“And what was that?”
Neil goes gagged silent. He shifts backwards up to Andrew’s stair without looking at him, settling into the groove worn into the wood.
“That killing someone makes you a monster. That murder is the worst thing you can do to a person.”
i just want yixing to know that there are still a lot of people out there who love and support him and would never use him for his fame. who love him for who he is and will support him no matter what. who only want too see him happy and healthy and doing what he loves, not seeing him be used and abused and treated like crap. Yixing deserves better than this, he deserves the whole world!!!!
I’m seeing a lot of people saying ‘I hated lars initially, he was an asshole! he was created as an antagonist!’ like I understand that he has been mean but I never really saw him as an antagonist? He wasn’t very nice but also wasn’t mean for the sake of being mean, instead I think a lot of his issues stemmed from his own insecurities, which we kinda saw from the beginning. His feelings for Sadie, his attitude towards the cool kids, and his treatment towards Steven all really centered around the fact that he didn’t think they could actually care about him and like him the way he was, hence him pushing people away and defending himself.
It even became literal with him running away to hide instead of helping Sadie, because he has never been able to put himself at risk like that. And sure, it wasn’t really nice or fun, but it felt really…honest? While Sadie and the cool kids are all great and fun characters that are pretty different from how teenagers usually are portrayed, I think Lars has been a really strong contrast from that. The cool kids are so sure of themselves, which is why they’re so good at lifting up people around them and expressing themselves. No matter what Steven and Sadie and the cool kids say or do, Lars couldn’t really act the same way until HE confronted his feelings and learned to move past them and grow.
Turning pink could honestly be a physical representation of that growth, because it was Steven’s fear and choices that finally allowed him to express himself. So I don’t think Lars was ever a villain, and while he wasn’t as nice and fun as the other young people in Beach City, I think it still made sense and didn’t necessarily make his character unlikeable. He has just been a scared teenager who is too insecure about himself to see that those around him aren’t perfect and don’t judge him for his imperfections, and once Steven made him listen and understand that, he could finally learn to be brave and risk himself for the people he cares about, because now he knows they won’t turn on him.
I see a lot of people saying this was his redemption arc, but I disagree. I don’t think he needed a redemption arc, because he didn’t need to be redeemed, he just needed to grow and learn to love himself so he could love the people around him too.
I know it's stressful just being in this country rn, but I just wanted to give you... I don't know, a virtual hug or something. <3 And if you've been writing, I'm excited. :) In fact, I just reread DAV and I was planning on doing reviews and maybe fan graphics. :D
Thanks friend. At least they’ve finally appointed a special counsel, so maybe we’ll finally get somewhere.
I’ve been…trying to write, but I’ve only managed short fits and spurts, tbh. Possibly I should deal with this by writing some DAV crack.
Furious Emperor Palpatine demands that Vader find and end the leakers in the Imperial Palace. “Yes, my Master,” Vader says.
Less than an hour later, a piece appears in the Coruscant Post detailing Palpatine’s increasingly enraged reactions to the ongoing leaks, the general attitude of terror amongst his staff…and further evidence of his connections to and collusion with the Separatist movement that led to his ascension as Emperor.
Lord Vader remains frustratingly unable to identify the leaker. :(
I decided to come up with a bunch of bard-friendly or bard-specific magic items since bards don’t get much love in terms of treasure other than generic weapons or that short list of magic instruments that just cast spells. These are at least unique or interesting, but some are a bit “out there.” If you are a loose DM and your players like having a laugh, these items are perfect for you.
Uncommon, requires attunement by a bard
This Behir skin stretched over a black wooden drum can be beaten as a bonus action once per round. Doing so moves a creature the bard chooses to be moved one step ahead in the initiative order.
Rapier of Harmony
Very Rare, requires attunement by a bard
A thin silver +1 rapier that hums when swung. The wielder can use a bonus action to make a Performance check. On a result of 16 or higher, the rapier vibrates and creates a tone that harmonizes with the wielder’s voice. The next attack deals bonus damage equal to the bard’s CHA modifier.
Rare, requires attunement by a bard
Whenever a creature fails an attack roll against a bard wielding this gleaming white scimitar with a wavy hilt and pattern, the bard can use their reaction to whack the creature’s weapon with the scimitar and cause a loud, grating noise to deal 1d6 thunder damage to the attacker if they fail a DC 14 CON saving throw.
Song of Activation
A specific song that when played, will activate known magical items or runes in the world. [Use this song as treasure that can progress the plot, almost like finding a key to the next room of a dungeon. Think of learning a new song in The Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of Time]
Song of Prestidigitation/Thaumaturgy/Druidcraft
A specific song that when played, can mimic the effects of a Prestidigitation, Thaumaturgy, or Druidcraft spell, respectively. [A song that can be learned by a bard that is relatively harmless to the integrity of your campaign’s storyline]
Powerful words that the bard can speak with their magic to deal 1d6 cold damage at a range of 60 ft. This damage increases by one die at 5th, 11th, and 17th levels. [basically a new cantrip for bards that deals more damage than Vicious Mockery but doesn’t impose disadvantage]
Orb of Radiant Song
Common, requires attunement by a bard
Much like a Driftglobe, but only produces light while the bard is singing. [It has slightly less uses than a Driftglobe thanks to negating attempts to move silently with it lit, and its attunement restriction, so it’s meant for the very early game.]
Rare, requires attunement by a bard
A tiny golem or animated object that comes to life only when the attuned bard is performing. The golem gives the bard advantage on its Performance checks as it embellishes or harmonizes with whatever the bard does for their performance.
A tiny totem or charm that is shaped like a mask. When the wielder attempts to make an Insight check to determine if a creature is lying, the Sassy Friend charm animates temporarily with a backhanded comment, which it says aloud (whether or not the creature was lying). This decreases the DC to determine any lie by 1. This bonus does not stack with itself or other Sassy Friends.
Sassy Friend (Greater)
A Sassy Friend charm that can also cast Zone of Truth once per day, centered on itself.
Nolzur’s Marvellous Pigments
This is an item that many bards would love to use but people always forget it exists. Whatever you paint becomes real! As long as it isn’t magical.
Cloak of Dancing
Rare, requires attunement by a bard
A bard who dances while wearing this audacious red cloak can fascinate nearby creatures, affecting them in a manner similar to an Enthrall spell, once per day. The bard need not concentrate on this effect, and in fact may make a Performance check against the onlookers’ Insight checks any time during the cloak’s Enthrall effect to animate the cloak and sneak out of it as it continues to dances and enthrall its audience.
Horn of Calling
An iron-bound animal horn acts as a magic megaphone that amplifies the volume of noises that pass through it. The Horn of Calling can also cast Whispering Wind once per day.
Cursed Collar of Tongues
A golden lace choker that allows the wearer to speak any language, but never quite what they intend to say. Whenever the player wishes to speak, the player says what they intend to say and then the DM blurts out what they inevitably say instead. A DC 20 Insight check will determine what exactly is wrong with the victim and a DC 18 Insight check will allow the player to get their true message across to a character. The player must overcome a CHA save to avoid having their next sentence bastardized by the DM. Each successful saving throw deals 1 psychic damage to the wearer as it the collar fights back against their efforts. The collar cannot be removed except by repressing its magic long enough to remove it, or by casting a Tongues or Comprehend Languages spell upon it along with a DC 15 Arcana check.
A small bone whistle carved with symbols and imagery of death. The whistle, when blown, casts Circle of Death centered on the whistle. The DC for the spell is equal to the blower’s spell save DC. Once used, the whistle crumbles to dust as its shrill, eerie note echoes into the distance.
Ribbon of Hyucks
Rare, requires attunement by a bard
When this purple ribbon with white polka dots is worn by a bard, whenever the bard makes a pun, all creatures within earshot that understand the wordplay must make a DC 11 CHA save or take 1 psychic damage. This ability can only occur once per round and does not discriminate friend or foe.
Crossbow of the Fartongue
Rare, requires attunement by a bard
This crossbow is fitted with a cone at the end of the barrel, and a scope that is sculpted to look like a mouth’s opening. The weapon allows the wielder to bestow their ammunition with a noise or verbal message of their choosing not exceeding 10 words. This noise plays once when the imbued bolt hits, but then its magic fades. The crossbow can be used to relay information at a distance, create a distraction, or mislead other creatures. If the wielder wishes for the noise to be an explosion, the ammunition deals 1 bonus Thunder damage on hit to all creatures within 5 feet of where the bolt hit. An explosion noise can be heard up to 600 ft. away. The crossbow is dotted with holes and can actually be played as a wooden flute when not in use as a combat weapon.
Cloak of Deflection
This garment appears to ebb and sway of its own accord even without any wind. The wearer of this iridescent blue cloak may spend their reaction to deflect a single, nonmagical missile targeting them to another creature within 60 feet of the wearer. If the new target of the attack’s AC is equal to or less than the original attack roll, the attack hits the new target and the attacker rolls for damage as normal.
Book of Dreams
Uncommon, requires attunement by a bard
The cover of this book is made with soft leather and is bound with spider silk string and rare bird feathers. The tome is blank, but when a story is told by someone attuned to it, illusionary imagery appears hovering above the book, acting out what the storyteller describes. In addition, when a story puts someone to sleep, the storyteller may allow the book to display and act out the sleeper’s dreams, which usually somehow tie in to the story that was being told. It can be useful for coaxing information out of friendly people without their knowledge.
I feel like no one talks about the positive aspects of living w bpd. Like how our emotional extremes makes it so when we love someone we love them harder and more intensely than most would. And how we’re some of the most empathetic people you will ever meet bc we have dealt w so many demons of our own that we know pain in more ways than you could imagine. How we are always so happy to make someone else happy, we would do anything to make people close to us feel loved and appreciated bc that’s all we want too.
So I heard people talk about a gem au and decided to pick out my gems for the Paladins. I’m still developing my version of this au so bare with me. I honestly wouldn’t mind people using these gems as long as they can give me some kind of credit, and because I highlighted some info of the gems that reminded me each Paladin, I don’t want others to steal my ideas for the reason why I chose their gems and claim it as there’s. Please, I really put a lot of research into the gems and I don’t want someone to just straight up take them. But if you use the highlighted stuff for reference then that’s fine by me. So in the meantime, I will be working on the au and upload future posts of each gem, why I chose their specific gems, their relationships with each other, their enemies, other characters, and fusions.
also i think i gotta acknowledge that anyone who needs harry’s tweet as reassurance that he loves 1d is???? devastating?? harry has expressed his love for 1d 82982 times and there shouldn’t be any form of doubt in people’s heads just bc it’s “Harry™” like idk dont set him up to be someone who has to prove himself
If a link is broken, just put the title and author into either google or ao3 search and it’ll pop up, a broken link here is a glitch happeing to old posts that just keep on happening to old posts. Sometimes we include broken links in new posts cause theres no way to tell unless you follow it and my laptop is only happy with so many tabs.
I’m going to bed its 1am here and I’ve spend the last four days working a dance competition and dealing with dance parents. I am exhausted and the inbox is at 80 which is insane and I just can’t deal with it right now.
I’ll put together a info and application post for a new mod or two tomorrow but for now please use common sense and the masterpost of links a little ways down the blog to use out tags, search bar and navigate the broken links.
I know this has been done about a million times now, but I really want to know about your favourite pairings and why you like them so much! How do you came to them? Do you like to create content yourself or do you just consume?
I myself am riding the feels-train right now and I’m just in the mood of hearing about your opinions and thoughts about your OTPs or any ship you just really like.
Ever since I rejoined the fandom last year I saw so many people passionate about the things they like and love and it really interests me. I know, I’m not the great small talker and didn’t have near to no private contact to anyone here, but I’m a nosy fucker :^)
(I think reblog and answer would be the best option here because the inability to answer to comments, which is such a shitty thing. Yes, talking to you tumblr.)
Warnings: none, really. Some fluff, some dark Steve
All credit goes to Marvel
Steve flipped the picture in his hands over and over,
looking at the picture itself, then the date on the back of it. September 29th,
2016. The date seemed so long ago. He stared at the picture a little longer. He
committed every small detail of it to memory; the way her hair flowed with the
wind, her radiant smile, her eyes. Oh
god, her eyes, he thought. He bit his lip, carefully folding the picture
back into his wallet. How was he supposed to live on like this? Without her?
“Dad, I don’t know if this is a good idea. At least
not yet.” You pleaded with your father. Nick Fury sat at the table across from
you, elbows up on the table.
“You are the only option right now, Y/N. Everyone on
the team is down and we need you.” Nick said affirmatively. You knew that tone
of voice. That tone of voice meant you weren’t getting out of this. “All you
have to do is make sure that James Buchanan Barnes is stable and true to the
Avengers Initiative. We don’t need any more HYDRA in this world and he has some
pretty strong ties to them.” You looked at your dad, Agent Phil Coulson of
“It’ll take two weeks tops. Maybe one depending on
what you see. I promise you won’t be in there for longer than you have to.” He
put his hand over yours reassuringly and you took a deep breath. Fury slid over
the steel briefcase and you opened it, surveying the photostatic veil in front
of you. “Wearing this at all times is necessary. The Avengers already know you
as a S.H.I.E.L.D. agent. If they suspect that one of us is spying on one of
them, the mission is compromised and there’s no telling what will happen. As we
all know, Steve Rogers is a bit of a loose cannon when it comes to Bucky
Barnes. We can’t risk him hurting you if he finds out what you’re up to.”
“Right, so who am I, again?” You asked. Your nerves
were on fire with anxiety, whether it was good anxiety or bad anxiety, you
weren’t sure. You squeezed your dad’s hand a little tighter.
“You’re Marie Laveau, Stark’s new assistant. He knows
why you’re there, but he doesn’t know who you really are. He doesn’t trust
Barnes either. He’ll show you everything and give you the inside briefing.
You’re from San Antonio, moved here when you were nine years old to live with
your aunt after your parents were killed in a deadly gambling ring. You won’t
be there long, so you don’t need much more information, and if they ask, I
trust you won’t blow your cover. Now come on, I’ll bring you to the tower. You
can put your face on in the car.” Nick stood up, gesturing for you to follow.
You and your dad stood up, too. You gave him a hug and grabbed the briefcase
before following Fury.
“Tell May I bought more celery for her breakfast
shakes!” You called. Your dad smiled and nodded as you sat down in the
passenger seat of Nick’s car.
“You know, you didn’t have to cut and dye your hair.”
He said, pulling out of the restaurant parking lot.
“Oh, I didn’t,” you pulled off your jet black wig,
exposing your natural hair underneath it. “You’re not the only one who thought
disguise.” You saw him crack a (rare) smile.
“So I guess spending the entirety of your life
training you to be a spy didn’t go to waste, huh?”
“Well, I had some pretty good teachers.”
“You’re doing this at the right time,” Tony began. “Barnes
is just starting to warm up to everyone, but he’s still slightly reserved. I
feel like he’s keeping something from us, something from Steve. Oh, here’s
Diana’s room. You’ll be staying here.” He gestured to the room you would be
staying and you felt instantly relaxed by looking around.
“Thanks, Tony.” you said sincerely. You gave him a
grateful smile and he nodded, putting your luggage on the queen-sized bed.
“No, thank you. I need to keep my team together. But I
need to trust Barnes before I do that,” You nodded understandingly. “Dinner’s
at five, so you have time to wash up or get situated or whatever you needed to
do.” With that, he gave you a tight smile before leaving, shutting your door
behind him. You pressed your hands against your mattress, welcoming the
familiar softness of it, and you hung your head. It’s gonna be a long two weeks, you thought.
When you came down for dinner that night, you sat at
the long bar table with a piece of pizza in front of you and a knife and fork
in hand. “You’re the only person I know, besides Diana, that eats pizza like
that.” Nat remarked. Steve’s head popped up to look at you and then your hands,
still holding the silverware. He looked at you skeptically in a way that made
your skin crawl.
“I don’t like getting pizza grease on my fingers.” You
shrugged and crinkled your nose. Nat nodded and went back to eating her slice,
but Steve’s eyes lingered on you for just a bit longer and you averted your
gaze back to your pizza, busying yourself with cutting into it and taking a
Bucky came over and plopped down next to Steve,
grabbing himself a slice of buffalo chicken pizza and nearly shoving the entire
thing in his mouth. Steve whispered something in Bucky’s ears and you saw Bucky
glance at you in the corner of your eyes. You picked at your lip and felt your cheeks
heat up, and you were thankful that the photo-static veil wouldn’t show it. Steve
stood up, throwing his now-empty plate away before excusing himself. You
watched as he stalked out of the room. Bucky came over and sat down by you.
“Don’t take it personal, you just remind him a lot about
Diana. Everybody here’s still upset that she’s gone and they don’t like to talk
about it, but I know a lot about her from her file and what Steve’s told me.
Walk with me, I’ll tell you everything you need to know.” Bucky looked into
your eyes and you could tell he was serious. You finished your piece and threw
your plate away, instantly going to follow the brunet who was already halfway
out the door.
“Diana was great. She was sweet, but wouldn’t hesitate
to bring one of us to the floor if she didn’t like what someone was doing. She
was incredibly intelligent, easily beating out Clint and Natasha in almost any
subject. She was a S.H.I.E.L.D. agent, but they called her an ‘Honorary Avenger’
because she went on a lot of missions with them. That’s how her and Steve got
close and how they started dating. They were never public about their
relationship though, they thought people would use them against each other,
making them vulnerable. They loved each other too much that they’d pick each
other’s lives to save over their own.”
“Sounds dangerous, to say the least. What happened to
her?” You kicked at a rock as you and Bucky walked back to the tower, now with
two cups of hot chocolate.
“She was presumed dead after an Extremis blew up in a
bar. She was trying to save this kid, Harley, I think. He was real special to
Tony, but Tony was down for the count when Harley ran into the bar, trying to
save some file. Tony begged and yelled after Harley not to go in, but it was
too late. The building burst into flames and Diana ran in, diving under beams
and structures that had fallen over. She pushed Harley out, but one of the
rafters fell on top of her, and they couldn’t get to her in time. They never
found her, all the bodies were too charred to be recognizable. Not even dental
records could help.”
“Steve hasn’t been the same since?”
“No, but can you blame him? Captain America losing the
love of his life? He was almost mad when Pepper was the one to kill Aldrich
Killian, the guy who created it. Steve wanted to do it himself.” You guys
stopped walking when you reached the steps to the common room. “I guess I
credit her with being why I joined the Avengers. The punk’s lost so much in
life that he needs someone who understands. I just want him to be happy, that’s
what we all want. So it makes more sense for me to be on his side instead of an
enemy, doing the right thing for once instead of being some brainwashed
You threw your empty hot chocolate cup into the
trashcan and shoved your hands in your pockets. “I appreciate you telling me
all of this now so I don’t make an ignorant remark later. I don’t want to upset
him.” You said. Bucky nodded, pressing his lips together. He opened the door
for you and you stepped inside. Your eyes instantly landed on Steve, sitting on
the couch and reading the newspaper.
He glanced up at you before focusing back on his
paper. You frowned a little at how distant he was with you, but you couldn’t
blame him. He probably felt bothered that you were staying in Diana’s old room.
You shrugged it off and went to your new room anyways. You had to text your dad
and Fury, and then take a hot shower to make up for the cold night air.
Had some one-on-one time with Barnes. His intentions look good, but I’ll stay
the full week to be sure.
Remember your cover, stay safe.
Dig up any dirt you can. I want a thorough report of him.
You turned your phone’s screen off and placed it on
the counter of the bathroom, making sure to lock the door before pulling your
wig off as well and stepping into the hot, inviting water of your shower.
“Hey, Steve, Tony wants to know when you’re ready to
try out the new suit.” You popped your head through his door. He was sitting on
the edge of his bed, staring intently at a picture. He coughed and folded it
back into his pocket before nodding and standing up to follow you to the lab.
When he reached the door where you were standing, he did a once-over of you.
Not in a ‘checking you out’ sort of way, but another skeptical glance. You
froze momentarily, fearing that Steve was way too smart and could probably see
right past your cover.
“Yeah, let’s go.”
I want you to take a shot at Steve. Anywhere you want. Preferably not in the
nether regions. Or the chest. The legs and stomach are fair game though.” Tony
said. He tossed you a gun and you caught the trigger on your ring finger. They
braced for the bullet that they assumed would be shot, but it never came.
Instead, the gun balanced delicately off your finger.
“What?” You asked. Tony and Steve stood up from their
crouched positions and stared at you in shock.
“Uh, nothing. Diana just used to do that a lot, kinda
her thing, I guess.” Tony said. You frowned.
“Oh, I’m sorry. Must’ve just been a lucky catch.” You
shrugged the comment off. “Steve, are you ready?” He nodded, and braced his
body. Tony had been working on the new 100% vibranium suit for weeks now, he
told you, and he was excited to test it out. Steve, however, was a bit nervous
to be shot at for experimental purposes.
You fired off one shot, one at his thigh. Then you
fired another at his stomach. One at his shoulder, and one at his arm. Tony watched
as the bullets bounced off Steve’s uniform. Steve’s face was contorted in pain,
but nothing went past his armor. When he opened his eyes and stared down at
himself, he grinned at his bullet-less body and looked at Tony, who was
beaming. You used this moment to excuse yourself. “Well, if that’s all you
need, sir, Bucky asked me to dinner and I should get going.” Tony waved you
off, too excited by his success to pay much attention. You slipped out of the
You walked back into your bedroom after dinner with
Bucky, whom you had a surprisingly good time with. You had decided that further
investigation to him wasn’t needed. In fact, he spent nearly the entire time
raving over the Avengers and his missions with them. He told you about growing
up with Steve and how happy he was when he was pulled out of cryostasis and
found out Steve Rogers was still alive. He was even happier when he found out
that Steve was still around his age, non-biologically. You dropped your keys
onto the table by your door and looked into the little mirror above it, taking
out your earrings. You jumped out of your shoes when you heard Steve’s voice. “Diana
Locke was a great spy, amazing even. She was an expert marksman. But she also
had her ticks. She picked at her lip when she was nervous. She ate her pizza
with a knife and fork,” you froze, still turned away from him. “In fact, she’s
even your exact height.”
“Steve, I’m sorry. Bucky told me about Diana, but she’s
dead, and I-“, he cut you off.
“Oh, yeah. Diana’s dead. Diana was a cover though.
Everybody believes that she died in that Extremis fire, but only I know that
she used that fire and belief that she was dead to run off and find a new alias,
a new cover, because she had blown hers while saving Harley.” He stalked up
behind you, but you still didn’t move aside from letting him shove a picture
into your hand. You brought it up in front of you and studied it. It was a
photo of him and Diana. They smiled brightly at the camera with Diana lifted
high onto his shoulders. She held up an American flag as her hair blew in the
wind behind her. “I was the only one lucky enough to know her real name. Her
true self. I know her better than herself sometimes. I’m the only one who can
keep up with her.” You turned to face him and he hovered his hand over your
photo-static veil, pulling it off of your face. You helped him by reaching
behind you and sliding off the wig, letting your natural hair fall back onto
your shoulders, framing your face. He stared at you, a smile taking over his
Concept: Maui being cutely embarrassed about his tooth gap.
I love this concept so much, I’m not gonna lie? Like, maybe one day Moana points it out super jokingly and he just turns bright red
And of course, Moana being the little sister imp that she is, continues to harp on it. Brings it up every opportunity she gets. “The great demigod Maui,” she probably crows all the time, “embarrassed about a tooth gap!”
She also probably loves it. It makes him seem more human, which is good for both of them - for Moana because it gives her something to poke fun at and helps him fit in better on Motunui, and Maui because it makes him seem more human. And that is what he wants, in the end, to find his place among humans.
But yeah, I can definitely see Moana harassing him about it all the time, absolutely mercilessly. It’s unbecoming demeanor of a Chief for sure, but does not care at all - she has a demigod to poke fun at!