▶️ Fletcher call one of the recruits Buck "by accident" 👀
@redstainedsocks lmao Y’ALL
...okay I made it angsty.
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New season. New crop of trainees. Fletcher was back to training how they used to. They had done it this way most of their career, but they couldn’t help but miss how easy it was to demonstrate things on Buck. It was more frustrating now, to try to explain without the hands-on aid.
Everything felt harder now that it had before. Probably didn’t help that Fletcher couldn’t shake the feeling that any of these students may try to kill them. And if it happened again, Buck wasn’t around. Fletcher couldn’t count on the other trainees for help. Maybe they would - maybe they were invested in their education. Or maybe they wouldn’t want to get involved.
Fletcher couldn’t count on it. They couldn’t trust any of them.
So they kept a careful eye on all of their students. Only three this season. And only from organizations Fletcher had a good relationship with.
There was one though...
He wasn’t a threat, he just clearly didn’t want to be there. More on edge than Fletcher was, and at least Fletcher could hide it. This kid was skittsh - hardly ever meeting Fletcher’s gaze, always wringing his hands together and nervously brushing hair out of his face.
Definitely forced into the family business. Parents sent him here to toughen him up, likely.
It’s not that he was incapable, it’s just that he acted like a goddamn prey animal.
Fletcher accidentally snuck up on him while he trying to prepare his own dinner one night. Somehow, Fletcher had mastered the art of moving silently in heavy boots.
“Don’t put your finger on the back of the knife while you’re cutting,” Fletcher said.
The boy startled so badly he dropped the knife altogether. He scrambled to catch it as is tumbled off the counter, but it slipped his grasp and clattered to the floor.
“Hey!” Fletcher snapped. “Careful! You need to calm the fuck down, Buck. And don’t grab a chef’s knife when it’s f-falling...”
They faltered at the end. Did they just say what they think they said?
“M-My name is Aaron,” the trainee said.
Fletcher sighed and ran a hand over their face, muttering a soft, “Fuck.”
“Who’s Buck?”
“Shut the fuck up,” Fletcher snapped. “Just, shut the fuck up. I have never had to train anyone as jumpy as you. You need to goddamn get it together or we’re going to have a problem.”
Fletcher stooped down to pick up the knife and clean it off in the sink.
“I’m sorry...” Aaron muttered.
“Don’t say you’re sorry. Just...” Fletcher sighed. They brought the knife back to him. “We’ll address it later. In the meantime, hold the knife like this. Don’t put your finger on the back of the blade. If it slips you’ll take your fingertip off.”
Fletcher flipped the knife around in the air and held it out to him, handle first. The trainee took it carefully.
“Okay. Thank you.”
“Yeah,” Fletcher grumbled, leaving the kitchen again. They stormed off to their bedroom and closed the door.
Stupid.
They picked a whittling knife up off their dresser and whipped it at the opposite wall, where it took a chunk out of the drywall and clattered to the floor. Fletcher collapsed onto their bed. They grabbed a pillow and held it over their face.
This feels like a big deal because it's half of 500 and 500 seems like a lot. And. Aaaahhhh. I dunno what you're all doing here, but I'm glad you are 💜.
I feel like I should do something to celebrate or show my appreciation, but I'm coming up blank. Asks are always open, I'll happily consider prompts for things to write about if you have a request, and... my DMs are open if anyone wants to chat, I don't bite (well, not unless you ask nicely)! Hopefully that'll do 😄
🎁- best gift you've ever received and why, and 🎥 fav film(s)? 😁 -- redstainedsocks
@redstainedsocks thank you!
🎁- best gift you've ever received and why: currently blanking on anything i have ever received as a gift in my lifetime, but child me getting a purple gameboy color and pokemon yellow was pretty fantastic and set me on a lifetime path of loving video games!
🎥 fav film(s): besides the aforementioned classic Muppet Treasure Island, i also really love Spirited Away, Moulin Rouge, Mad Max Fury Road, What We Do In the Shadows, Hereditary, uhhh like a million others I don’t want to ramble hahaha
5) If you had to choose a favourite out of all of your multi chaptered stories, which would it be and why?
Hmm--this one’s interesting. Multi-chapter tends to just mean long, and for longer things I tend to do series rather than chapters, so I’ll look at those and have a think.
...after fully a half-hour delay of staring at my AO3 and rereading bits, I think I’d pick... my series there and back again, at least for my mood today. [NB: this is why I’m so bad with favorites; it depends on the temperature and if I have a headache and what tea I’m drinking, etc.] They’re a little too porn-heavy, I think, those two stories, but even so the feeling in them is just right. Exactly the tone I wanted to convey, and the melancholy, and also the sort of beacon of love the Winchesters shine forth, which Benny gratefully soaks in, as he can’t do with sunlight. It’s a more self-indulgent AU than I usually do--Benny lives, damn it, and he gets a sort of life--but it’s also indulgently... flat, with no plotty nonsense dredging up drama, and no twists and turns, and no structural tomfoolery. Just the emotion drawn out as long as I could bear it, a clear and continuous note. I really like it, and I think it tells a complete thing. It’s just nice. I hope other people like it too.
23) Do you prefer listening to music when you’re writing or do you need silence?
Depends on the day! Sometimes I find it immensely distracting, and find myself all annoyed and fretful until I realize, oh, and turn it off. But other days it’s helpful--I find myself listening a lot, when I try to write lately, to soundtracks--The Social Network soundtrack in particular is nice, in how it drives you along. I’ll also listen to the entire A Perfect Circle catalogue, because I find it weirdly soothing (which is probably why APC tends to always be one of my top-rated artists on Spotify). Today, I think it’ll be Nine Inch Nails--that seems to fit my mood. :)
Mmm could I request 11 + 13 for either Steve or Bucky (writers choice!) Please and thank you 😁😇
Captivity + paralyzed + objectification for the boys. You got it, friends.
This drabble starts as sfw torture, and includes a link to nsfw torture. The sfw torture can be enjoyed on its own.
Steve wakes up stiff. Sore and confused. He was just in the middle of a routine SHIELD medical check up. They inserted an IV when his blood sugar tested low. He was chatting with Brock about STRIKE’s new filing protocols.
That’s the last thing he remembers.
His vision swims too much to see, but Steve can feel that he’s on his knees. Carpeted floor. Sitting up straight.
Once he anchors himself in gravity, Steve tries to move again. Finds that there’s nothing restricting him. There’s a slight tightness around his skin, but no restraints, no constrictions…he just can’t move.
The immobility seems to come from within his muscles. An inability to even twitch or flinch.
The IV.
They drugged him. SHIELD drugged him.
Eventually, Steve’s vision drifts back to him. He’s facing a silver statue of a man.
The statue blinks. Steve blinks, shocked. It’s a man. Painted silver. Dread drips down Steve’s spine. He lowers his eyes to the hands planted under him.
Painted gold. That explains the stiffness in his skin.
The silver man’s full attention is on Steve’s. He’s trying to communicate something. Something urgent. His eyes slide over to the man sitting next to him in an armchair. Steve can only see his knees. Then, very minutely, the silver man’s head twitches from side to side.
Message clear: Don’t be stupid.
It’s a familiar stare. Steve’s heart startles. His pulse spikes, then the blood slows to hot mercury. Bucky?
It’s too awful. And he can’t even go to him. He’s right there and Steve can’t go to him. A low, strangled moan works its way from Steve’s chest.
“Easy to forget he’s a weapon like this, no?” That is a voice Steve recognizes. Dignified, but friendly. American.
Steve’s eyes roll up to Alexander Pierce’s face. He should have known, and that too surges shame down Steve’s spine. More shame than being naked, than being soaked in gold and forced to kneel.
He should have known.
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[this continues into nsfw territory on my secondary blog]
@oddsocksandstuff replied to your post “use a file to trim down the wires at the back of your braces so they...”
Orthodontic wax is a good little investment for smushing over small points, or just if anything is generally irritating or your mouth gets sore for some other reason and you need a smoothed section not to rub on it. Doesn't do much for big sticky out wires though unfortunately!
Thankfully the doc gave me a small pack of those the day I got them, and I’ve gotten more since then, otherwise the tiny knives would’ve done a WHOLE LOT of damage. I have to use a lot and build it up to make sure my cheeks don’t get caught on the tiny knives.
As it is, I got my left index finger so stuck on one stabbing through the pad of my finger that I had to slide my finger back to get off it. That happened after I put the wax on and went to pull my finger out of my mouth -- I’m very clumsy.
But when I brush my teeth, I can’t leave the wax in, so I have to be very careful of the tiny knives.
The rest of my mouth has no problem with all the metal. It’s just the ends where he trimmed the main wire that goes across all the parts stuck to your teeth. And it’s just the upper ones that did this.
Now that I know, I’ll be asking him to like curl the ends of those suckers when I go back in three months.
WIP word game: Forgot/forget (or memory, or remember, or think, if that's not in there!) <3
“What the fuck is wrong with you?” he shouted into Jensen’s ear.
“Everything,” Jensen whispered, eyes rolling, showing whites like a frightened horse. Where that memory came from Jared refused to acknowledge. He blocked it from taking form, used Jensen’s body, his pain and fear, to keep himself away from it.
thanks for the ask <3 HEY, i didn’t forget the email ;)
