I don’t ship canon Stalia or Scalia in general. I can work with Stalia fcs and in an au with good chemistry I can do it, but otherwise no. Scalia is just an all out no because I personally believe Scott would never date an ex of Stiles, especially after Stiles was obviously so uncomfortable during one scene talking about his sort of exclusive but also toxic relationship. I prefer to think of Scott as someone who wants to do what’s right and know all sides, and as the kid who was so close to Stiles that of the pack, only he knew the fear Stiles went through during the dementia scare. So scalia is a very hard no, but I can work with some Stalia.
Derek nodded, leaning to kiss him again. “Just tell me what you want, and I’ll give it to you.” he promised quietly, almost purring as he ran his hand over his lover’s body. “I swear.”
“I want you.” He answered honestly, looking into the other males eyes. “That’s all I want. That’s all I could ever want.” He kissed him back softly.
Derek moved quietly, kissing his way down Seth’s body. He was gentle ans he carefully removed the other’s clothes, taking his time to kiss over his boyfriend’s body. “You’re perfect, Seth.” he practically purred, nuzzling at Seth’s hip as he pressed a kiss to soft skin. “I love you.”
“You promise?” she asked, lifting her eyes to look at his face. “I wish I knew how to do that. Because right now, it’s all I can do to not think about them.”
“…I know it doesn’t seem like it, right now. But I promise, Clary, it will get better. I just takes time. Believe me, I know.” he said, his voice quiet as he lifted a hand to run it through red waves. “When they wake you up, if you aren’t with me, come find me. Focus on the fact that we’re alive, and we’re together. It might help.”
“Of course I do. I’d keep you here every night if I could.” While Jace knew that she was right, it had been hard to get out of the mindset that loving Clary was wrong. He was only recently learning to accept that it was perfectly okay. Valentine had messed with his mind for so long and he knew that he was going to have to learn to say no to bad thoughts that often sounded like his voice in his head. “I’m sorry that it was ever perceived as wrong. That man should have never twisted or minds like that.” When he heard her speak again, Jace couldn’t help himself as he leaned down and brushed his lips against hers. She brought out such feelings in him that he sometimes didn’t know what to do with.
“Neither will I. You were and are the best thing that has ever happened to me.” He chuckled and said, “You’re welcome to take it to your room with you if you’d like.” He was looking forward to the idea of Clary wearing around one of his shirts. Jace leaned into her touch and resisted the urge to close her eyes. Being around her felt so good and he knew that none of this could ever be wrong. “Of course I will. Though Maryse might have something to say about that once she notices.” He nudged his nose against hers before he stepped back and took her hand. “You’d be surprised, but I’ve not really invited anyone into my own bed. So you’re like a first.” He was often at other places when he’d been with other people, but he wanted to do this differently with Clary. He wanted to treat her right. Jace shrugged out of his shirt once he’d let go of her hand. “See something you like?” He teased as he glanced over at her. Jace flung the shirt over an armchair and then flopped down on his bed. “Come on. There’s plenty of room,” he said as he patted the empty side of the bed.
“I certainly won’t complain.” Clary gave him a smile, tucking some hair behind her ear. The words made her want to bring back her father and kill again on principle. “He only cared about himself. I don’t care what he said, he never really cared about me, or anyone.” she answered. “He was scared of how powerful we’d be together, and we beat him anyway.” A quiet little hum vibrated through her as he kissed her, relaxing because he was very real and she couldn’t be happier.
His words made her heart flutter a little and she knew she was blushing. “Yeah? You won’t miss it?” she teased, reaching up to slide slender fingers through golden hair. She rolled her eyes. “Well, if she has a problem with it, I guess we’ll handle that when it happens.” she assured with a smirk, lacing their fingers and following him to his room. The admission made her blush even more, realizing how serious Jace had to be about them to want to be so honest. She turned to close the door, pausing as she spotted him without his shirt. A little laugh at his tease, moving to his dresser to grab a shirt of his and change. She didn’t know why she was feeling a little more confident, but she kept her back to him as she changed into just his shirt and her boy short style lace panties, moving to crawl into the bed next to him and resting her head on his shoulder. “Pretty sure there’s always room for both of us in your bed, Jace.” she teased, adjusting so she could kiss his cheek.
I’m not looking for forgiveness. And I’m way past asking for permission. Earth just lost their best defender. So we’re here to fight. If you wanna stay in our way…we’ll fight you, too.
Avengers: Infinity War (2018) dir. Anthony & Joe Russo
To Loki, Juniper must appear young and inexperienced and truthfully, he wouldn’t be wrong. She isn’t naive though, she certainly knows where this could end up. Her blue eyes float down to the god’s outstretched hand. With all of her power she wills her empathic abilities away for a moment she she can take his hand and follow him into his room. “But is that really such a bad thing?” she asks, cocking her head to the side playfully.
“No, but your innocence hides a distinct power.” Loki mused, drawing her close to brush some blonde from her face. “Doesn’t it?” he asked, green eyes watching her quietly. “I can sense it, even as you try to withdraw it.” he mused, slender fingers brushing her cheek.
To say the team took a hit was an understatement. Everyone is low in spirits and energy as they recover from the attack from the dark elves. Some faired better than others, thus why Juniper is inseparable from the infirmary ward.
It was only a few weeks since Juniper and Steve had confessed feelings for each other when the attack happened. She wasn’t even with Steve to see anything happen, but when she got back to the Avenger’s tower, her entire world came crashing down.
She could barely stand once she saw Steve unconscious in a hospital bed. Her knees buckled from under her, yet she still found the energy to rush over to his side. Hot tears pricked her eyes as she reaches out over to brush her fingers over one of the cuts on his face. She waited like that for 26 hours straight. Her eyes now sunken in, face pale and clammy. Natasha had brought her one of Steve’s sweatshirts, and she graciously put it on with a half hearted smile.
It wasn’t until 35 hours after the incident that she finally passed out from exhaustion, sitting in a chair next to the bed with her head resting next to his hand.
Steve was one of few who had taken a good deal of damage. He had several healers over him, even as Juniper sat near him. He stayed unconscious for two day before he woke, surprised to find Juniper sitting at his side. He carefully lifted his hand to brush his fingers through her hair. “Hey there, June.” he whispered.
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