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Thomas took the break up harder than he cared to admit. Juliet was there for him, comforted him as best as she could, but in hindsight, nothing sat well with him about it. Him and Lia broke up on mutual terms, remained friends, at least more or less, they saw each other at HPD, occasionally worked together on cases, but something still felt off. Lia acted a bit weird, especially with Juliet around, and Juliet was acting more or less the same. However, he didn’t think much of it, figuring it was just the general awkwardness of being all together in one spot after the break up. 

That day, after there were done with a case they were working on, Thomas made his way towards the main house to share a beer with Juliet like they’d usually do in the evenings, and didn’t think that anything would really happen when he entered. Except, he was very soon met with a very hurtful sight - Juliet and Lia kissing on the couch. He stood there for a while, just watching, before he cleared his throat.

“I guess I came in at a bad time.”

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[seaoftales]

Thomas stretched out in bed, letting out a few whimpers because everything hurt. Everything hurt him for a while now. He felt really weak some days, noticed that he lost weight, too, but wrote it off as him just being more active than usual, and paid no mind to it. There were occasional nose bleeds, more fatigue, but that too was written off as just a side effect of so many cases he was recently working on. Here and there, there were also bruises he didn’t even remember how he got, and he was almost convinced that some didn’t even go away, but then again, it could be his mind playing tricks on him.

He cuddled Lia close after stretching and pecked her lips. At least cuddling with her made things better, even if he felt like he was ran over by a freight train. “I haven’t felt this tired in forever.” He admitted to her. “I just don’t know if that’s from all the cases or because of you.” Thomas winked at her.

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[seaoftales]

A little sweet surprise for @powerfultales  😇

[storieswrought-a]

🥝

for every 🥝 i get, i’ll recommend a blog i love

a day will not pass that i won’t recommend @xmcgarrett / @jxhiggins / @powerfultales to somebody. ( and yes, i can recommend three because it’s the same mun behind the blogs! i’m bending the rules just a little bit, shhhhhh )

ash has that amazing ability to take some of the most complex characters from various shows and movies, do them justice, embrace them with all their flaws and difficulties and even add to the characterisation while at the same time being able to break down the characters she writes and offer an in-depth analysis of why the character behaves the way they do, or why do things the way they do them, and it all makes perfect sense! ash does an amazing job in researching her characters’ backgrounds, jobs and even goes as far as researching illnesses and their symptoms to make the threads and characters all the more believable and as close to real life as possible, and that in no way is an easy feat!

ash’s steve is beautifully written, incredibly true to the character, but with added little quirks and bits and pieces that make her portrayal stand out from the crowd and be unique and one of a kind. he’s a wonderful mix of his stubborn and determined self, always on the look out, always cautious, and his relaxed self, his vulnerable self, which is incredibly hard to balance ( imo at least! ) and ash does a wonderful job at it!

her juliet is equally as beautifully written, and ash once again shows her ability to balance out two polar opposites residing in a character by staying true to juliet’s usual stubborn and slightly cold self, but also depicting her soft side whenever there are interactions with the one she loves or in any of the happy family with children threads so wonderfully that it always makes my heart swell with joy!

and now ash’s multimuse? have you seen the variety of muses on there? jaskier from witcher, with whom she manages to capture a wonderfully chaotic side of him while also showing off his more romantic and compassionate side? TC from magnum, the big big cuddly care bear that would give his heart and soul for his ohana? noelani from hawaii five-0, the most adorable human being you’ll ever encounter that’s also shy and a bit of a nerd which i love and adore? and that’s just to name a few! absolute chef’s kiss through and through, and i can consider myself very fortunate to be able to write with her on all three of her blogs!

[storieswrought-a]

his footsteps rang through the almost empty halls of the golden palace in asgard, the few guards that stood on their posts as well as the few nobles that roamed the palace bowing as he passed them. the younger asgardian prince had just returned from a diplomatic trip to vanaheim with his older brother, who immediately went to his friends. as opposed to him, loki made his way towards the large palace gardens, knowing that he would find not only his wife there, but also their sons. their cheerful squeals and laughter echoed from outside all the way to him, causing him to smile fondly.

in many ways, sigyn and their two boys were the one thing that managed to root loki into place when it was needed, his wonderful wife being his voice of reason in many a situation, while vali and narvi enabled his very own inner child at times.

as he stepped out of shadows of the palace in and into the sunlit gardens, loki had the chance to witness a spectacular chase between his two sons, in which narvi triumphed over vali by catching him and rolling around the grass with him. both boys laughed, which in turn caused the god of mischief to let out a soft laugh as well. with the children still playing, now getting up to resume the chase once more, loki moved to sit down next to sigyn and gently kissed her cheek. ❝ i hope they didn't cause too much trouble while i was gone? ❞

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❝ stark! ❞

carol's voice rang out across the now gravely silent battlefield. him of all people getting the gauntlet snapping his fingers. thanos was no more, the chitauri were no more, the black order was no more ---------- but at what cost? she saw pepper go to him, falling to her knees next to him. as she watched them for a few short moments, she came to realize what it was: they were saying goodbye to each other ----- pepper more so to tony than vice versa. stark was dying. her stomach turned, even more so once others started gathering around. carol remained rooted on her spot, mind racing. she knew of one thing that might work but... was it worth a shot? was it worth trying and reaching out, open up wounds that still didn't heal properly? hell, she didn't even know if her former commander was still alive.

her suit was still kree, however, the communicator should still be working if she gave it a jump start and found the right frequency. she had to, there was no other way. reaching out to yon-rogg could be stark's only chance of survival. the transfusion helped her survive and made her stronger. she just prayed that yon-rogg was willing to help.

knowing she was in a very tight frame to make it happen, carol started fumbling around with her communicator, eventually catching a frequency that was more than promising, the all too familiar shape of yon-rogg, confusion and shock clear in his face, showing up on the small hologram image.

❝ v-vers? ❞ the kree commander stammered out, not understanding what she wanted, or why she was contacting him in the first place. it took him but a few seconds to assume his usual, stoic posture. ❝ you finally decided to gloat, after so many---- ❞

❝ this is not the time to go through what happened years ago. i... ❞ carol hesitated for a little bit, didn't even bother scolding or correcting him as he called her vers. ❝ i need your help. ❞

❝ you? you need my help? what could you po---- ❞

again, she interrupted him. ❝ how close are you to c-53? ❞

❝ we're in the orbit, waiting for--- ❞

❝ it doesn't matter why. just come. ❞

❝ why would i---- ❞

❝ just come, yon. ❞ she repeated. ❝ please. ❞

she sounded genuine, almost scared at that point, clearly in a hurry and whatever it was, she needed him. it was a twist he hadn't expected, especially not as the kree were working for thanos, unwillingly so, but still for him, waiting for the given word to launch an attack on the battlefield should the chitauri not prove to be enough. he could already tell why he was there and why he managed to get down so fast, though that would have to wait.

the small pod he used to get down to the surface caused immediate and rather hostile reactions from everybody nearby, which had carol step forward in his defense. ❝ he's here to help. i vouch for him. ❞

yon-rogg still didn't quite understand as he got out of the pod. since when was she defending him? she might be stronger than him, though that excused none of that behaviour. he didn't need anybody defending him, though given the situation, it might not have been the worst thing in the world. ❝ you still didn't tell me what you need help with. ❞ yon pointed out.

carol just nodded for him to follow, and the kree commander did so hesitately, watching as the mass of people in front of them moved aside to let them through. sure enough, the reason why she contacted him was very clear. ❝ did he...? ❞

❝ snap his fingers? yes. he's dying, yon. ❞

he was dying. it meant one thing that immediately came to mind that could save him. carol did well thinking about that, even if it happened decades ago. yon-rogg knelt down next to tony, checking his vitals. ❝ if you have a medic present, bring him forth. he'll need a transfusion within the next ten minutes, otherwise he's a goner. ❞

@powerfultales ( tony stark )     /     yon-rogg ( feat. carol danvers )