So Im Finally Catching Up With Seal Team, I Just Watched 3x11 And I Have The Hots For Blackburn Now

So I’m finally catching up with Seal Team, I just watched 3x11 and I have the hots for Blackburn now 😂😍

How come no one writes about him… 😭😭😭

sy giving his wife full blown heart eyes while she’s talking about science

Sy x Reader: Like her mama

Tags: Fluff, lots of science talk

Sy can do a lot of things.

He can shoot a button of a shirt from six feet away, break wood like they were toothpicks with his bare hands, and put someone to sleep for 3 days with just a simple punch of his fist.

But Science … he just doesn’t get Science.

Which is also maybe why he decided to marry a doctor. Lest his children's projects get an F and he is going to have to spend half of his savings comforting them with cookies and cream ice cream.

“But where does blood come from mama?”

Sy’s ears perked in interest at the question his 6-year-old daughter threw at you during your little study time. You had been explaining to her the basic functions of the cell, just hinting about how all of our blood is made up of it too.

Sy doesn’t know the answer himself, leaning in to learn some new tidbits he knew you have just under your sleeve.

“Well,” Sy could see the gears in your head turning, trying to find the right words that can answer your child’s inquisition in the best but simplest way possible. “Cells, like you have their mama hidden inside your bones called the bone marrow. When you bleed, it warns the mama bone that she needs to create more babies so you don’t feel sick. This happens in a process called erythropoiesis but you will learn more about that as you grow older.”

Sy nodded along with his daughter, smiling at just how amazingly brilliant you are. He really should’ve listened more during biology. But honestly, he was more than content with listening to you talk by the kitchen table while drinking his afternoon coffee and secretly typing out different terms on his notes app to research when he was bored.

It was a little way he tries to keep up with you.

Like small assignments he gives himself just to see your eyes widen in glee when he shows off his little learnings.

It was an honour to continue to observe the wonders of the brilliance of your eyes as you spew out words that should’ve sounded like a foreign language but doesn’t. If you weren’t so busy at the local hospital he had half the mind to homeschool all his future children.

Though he was still working on convincing you to pop out a bit more of his offspring than planned.

Despite the years he had been blessed to spend with you he was still so genuinely surprised about your mind. It was not every day you meet such an intelligent human being that doesn’t make you feel stupid whenever they explain something to you.

And he gets to be the one to wake up to you every morning.

And teach his babies about things he would’ve had no idea how to answer.

“So, the bone marrow is the mama?”

“Yup,” you smiled, kissing the top of her head, glad to see that she has such an interest in the topic.

“So you’re the bone marrow, I’m the blood cell, what does papa do?”

Sy accidentally snorted his hot coffee through his nose, spluttering a mess into the table and in his black wife-beater.

“Sy – honey,” you giggled, grabbing a hanging towel by the kitchen and throwing it at him.

“Daddy is the bone, sweetie,” you explained quickly, eyes flicking off to your currently choking husband, as he slowly turned red on the face. “He protects mama and keeps you away from harm.”

“Sorry,” he coughed, when you finally walked towards him, giving your daughter a short break. ”My mind went in a completely different direction.”

“Hmm, in Hawaii perhaps?”

“Don’t,” he shook his head, inhaling sharply, trying not to get a boner as he does every time he remembers your honeymoon where you had a feeling your little girl had been made. 

“Sometimes I worry she’s a little too smart,” you stated as you sat on Sy’s lap but still a flourish of pride bloomed in your chest as you watched your daughter engross herself in her cartoons. 

“Well,” He pressed a quick kiss that tasted like burnt beans and a dash of honey. “If she’s anything like her mama then she will be wonderful.”

You gave him a look.

"It's too early for a second kid."

"Oh, come on!"

I HAD THIS IN MY DRAFTS SINCE FOREVER AKHDASDA so here have a lil' stale drabble as a treat

The Bet

They were all together at the pool table and Sonny had spent the last hour trying to convince one of the guys to be his wingman, but neither Clay, nor Jason were up to it.

“Should I be offended Sonny never asked me to be his wingman?”- asked Eric to Ray

“Come on boss”- answered Sonny instead -“I never saw you, even remotely, trying to hit on a girl… I mean do you even remember how to?”- he joked making everyone laugh.

“You know what…”- Blackburn chuckled -“Let’s see if I can pick a girl up, but if I do, you pay for everyone tonight. How that sound? You wanna take that action?”

“You know I’m game, but if you don’t you gotta pay for my drinks for a month, work day excluded”

Everyone stared at them in shock.

“Deal… now let’s see”- Blackburn looked around the room -“What about her?”- he said while looking at a girl sitting a the bar. She was drinking while laughing with the bartender

“Boss are you playing to win or to lose? Because let me tell you there is no way you are gonna get a girl like that”- Sonny smirked certain of his victory

“Go big or go home, right?”- Blackburn said while starting to head to the counter

“She is going to eat him alive”- said Sonny to the guys

“I don’t know, I think the man got a shot”- Jason smirked while looking at Blackburn

You were sitting at the counter, laughing with your friend. You hadn’t seen him in a while and it seemed that the only time you could was when he was working.

You could hear people screaming and laughing behind you but you weren’t paying them any mind: you had given up the chance to spend the night with your boyfriend to be able to catch up with your friend and you were going to make the most of it, at least until someone came looking for a drink

“Mind if I sit?”- you heard a deep voice behind you and you turned looking at the man confused.

“Sure”- you said while frowning a little bit. you heard laughing and wowing and when you looked, you saw a group of men obliviously looking at you two.

“Sorry about them”- he said before asking to your friend to refill both your drinks - “So, I’m sorry if I’m bothering you, which I’m pretty sure I am, but you see my friend Sonny, the one with the pool stick over there? Well he’s pretty sure I couldn’t pick up a girl like you”

“A girl like me?”

“You know… beautiful, even though I’m not sure that’s the word he’d used to describe you”

“Mmhh… I see and what would you like me to do about that?”- you smirked before taking him by his shirt and kissing him. You could hear his friend Sonny screaming ‘What’’ but you didn’t care, all you could think about were his lips.

“Come on”- said Eric once you stopped to breath.

You both went back to his friends, they were staring at you and you couldn’t help but chuckle

“Hi Jason”- you said and everyone else started screaming again

“Hey Y/n, how are you?”- he softly hugged you

“Ok what’s going on?“- asked Ray

“Guys, this is Y/n, my girlfriend”- said Eric and you could see everyone trying to make sure they heard right

“Wait what?”- Sonny said again

“Well anyone’s thirsty? Sonny is paying tonight”- Blackburn laughed

“No no, the bet is not valid. I didn’t know she was your girl, you tricked me”- Sonny wasn’t having any of it

“It’s not my fault you didn’t have all the info. I pointed her but I asked if you were ok with it. You could have told me to choose someone else”

“So you would have hit on some other girl, if Sonny said so? And mind your answer mister, you’re so close to sleep on the couch tonight”- you couldn’t wait for his answer

“ I mean… it would have been for the bet… But let’s see what everyone else think about the bet, so guys what do you say?”

“Sonny pay up”- everyone screamed and you laughed

You spent the next half hour getting to know the guys, they were your boyfriend’s family and you were happy to finally know them.

“So I gotta ask, are you sure about Blackburn? Because you seem too much for him. No offense Blackburn of course”- Sonny said after a while

“None taken”-Eric shrugged, he knew he got lucky with you

“And who do you think would be my type?”- you joked

“Well I mean”- he said while pointing at himself

“Oh honey… you couldn’t handle me”- you winked at him before kissing Eric’s cheek.

I basically wrote this for myself, let’s be honest… and I wrote it in like half an hour, so it’s probably a mess but I’m putting it out there

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For the sleepover: can we please talk about alpha beefy bucky who never thought he'd be able to find an omega after everything. But now there's reader, the most precious thing in his life and ready to have pups with him...

Pairing: Beefy Alpha Bucky x Reader. Mentions of prior relationship (before reader)

Warnings: Fluff, angst, Bucky getting hurt, protective Bucky, minors, DNI, implied smut. Omegaverse dynamics, canon-level violence. He's a lumberjack.

A/N: Another ask while I work on my roommate fic. As always do not copy, repost, rewrite or translate my work (even if you credit me.) I appreciate likes, comments and reblogs.

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It was obvious since he was a toddler that Bucky was going to be an alpha. He was always one of the bravest kids, a staunch defender of all his friends, including a reckless Steve who constantly got them in trouble. The lively duo has always protective of their clan even when they stressed the poor omegas out with their antics.

As he got older, he became taller, and bigger, towering over everyone except Steve, the 6'5 alpha beat him out by half an inch. Bucky packed on the muscles without even trying. His thick corded arms and chest drew the attention of every omega and beta in town. No matter how many layers he wore, it was impossible to hide his chiseled physique.

But it was his eyes, a piercing slate-blue, almost grey at times, that had them mesmerized. All anyone had to do was follow the sounds of preening chirps and the heady scents of their arousals to find him. The Alpha surrounded by omegas offering him baked goods, sweaters, and other little gifts.

Bucky dated one or two until he found one that he thought was the love of his life. Soon the Alpha only had eyes for Dot, no other woman existed for him after they became a couple. The cute little omega grew up next door to him and he just knew he was going to marry her. He had it all planned out, get married under the row of trees in his backyard like his parents did. Become a lumberjack like his father and grandfather before him. Have a few little ones running around and spend his life making Dot and their family happy.

But fate had its own plans for Bucky.

Before his birthday, there had been an unsettling tension in the air. The kind that had the entire clan on edge, something was coming their way according to the elders. Whispers of a rouge clan tearing the countryside came an hour too late. Walker and his men swept through their small town in the middle of the day. They were ravagers who stole from weaker clans, killing their stronger members to prevent retaliation, leaving them shattered and without resources.

They weren't ready for this clan though, definitely unprepared for its Alphas. Bucky, Sam, Steve and Nat fiercely defended their home. Only a few of the others were hurt, mostly scrapes and bruises that would easily heal.

The battle was over before it had begun.

But somehow during his forced retreat, Walker caught Dot, recognizing her as Bucky's omega by his scent lingering on her clothes, threatening to harm her if Bucky didn't back down.

He saw red, unable to fathom anyone hurting an omega, let alone his girl. He rushed Walker, managing to free Dot from his grasp. The two alphas locked in a fierce battle near the woods bordering his home.

During the fight, Walker took a cheap shot, causing him to fall down a sharp ravine, crushing his left arm under his body when he landed on the mossy floor of the forest. It wasn't enough that Bucky was incapacitated, Walker's fragile ego was wounded so before he fled, he rolled a broken log down the ravine, trapping an already injured beneath the heavy rotting wood.

It took the clan four days to get him out, he lost consciousness around the same time he lost feeling in his arm.

His very first concern when he woke up was his clan. He looked around the hospital room, his bleary eyes checking his parents sleeping in the chair across him from, relief settling in his chest when he saw they were okay, to his left was Steve, his face bruised but otherwise unharmed.

He felt strange, out of it but he pushed aside the feeling that something was wrong, calling out Steve's name, everyone in the room waking at the sound of his gravelly voice.

"Is everyone alright? Is Dot safe?" His mother burst into tears. "Ma please, is she okay? Where is she? Are you okay, are you hurt? She only cried harder. "What's wrong? Did something happen to Dot?"

Steve sighed and grabbed his right hand. "Bucky." He started, clearing his throat, holding back tears as he looked at his best friend with a quiet despair that had Bucky falling silent. "Everyone is safe. No one was hurt except you." Steve gestured to his shoulder. "I'm so sorry Buck."

Bucky stared at what remained of his arm for hours. Only breaking his silence once. "Where's Dot?" Their heavy silence in response to his quiet, hesitant question told him everything he needed to know.

He no longer felt like an Alpha. No longer felt worthy of carrying that title. No longer worthy of anything.

During his recovery, everyone visited him, spending time with him, reassuring the young Alpha that he still had a place in the clan, his place. Everybody except one. When Bucky was released from the hospital, he saw Dot as he was passing by her yard to get to his home. His heart twisted in his chest, the dull ache that had settled there since the day he woke deepened at the sight of her.

A small part of him hoped that maybe she was just scared because he was hurt, that she really loved him.

She wasn't and she didn't.

Dot rejected him, the humiliating scene playing out in front of the large crowd welcoming him home. "I need a real Alpha Bucky. Not some broken-You,- what- jesus," she huffed, rolling her eyes at the glowering people around her. "Oh, c'mon what am I supposed to do with him, he can't even work and I don't want to deal with that for the rest of my life." She gestured at his marred shoulder, her floral scent soured with disgust

His heart didn't break, it crumbled as he watched her flounce inside her home. He plastered on a fake smile and pretended as he wasn't dying inside. He sat through the welcome home party, laughed all the jokes, ate enough to make his ma happy and then he excused himself and wept in the bathroom. Steve found him hunched over the toilet, his best friend sat beside him and hugged him until he had no more tears left. They never spoke about it again and he returned to the party with the same fake smile that only a few saw through.

A few weeks passed and he watched with a heavy heart as Dot replaced him with another Alpha, Brock. She took him to all the places Bucky used to take her. She even requested to use their backyard for her upcoming wedding ceremony. His mother, a dainty old fashion omega, almost clawed her eyes out on their front porch.

It wasn't long after that doctor told him he qualified for a new prototype prosthetic created by Tony Stark. It was top of the line, designed for Alphas with his type of injuries. Maria leaned over her desk, her stethoscope swaying as she grabbed his hand. "And James, one day you're not even going to notice it."

The pointed look Bucky gave her when Tony unveiled the vibrant metal arm had Maria ducking her head and Steve in tears from laughing so hard. He wasn't upset though, especially after Tony explained all the features, most importantly that he would be able to work again, he needed to be productive. He wanted to feel like himself again.

It took a long time for Bucky to get used to gold-laced appendage. Months of intense physical therapy and many rough nights as he fought the urge to scream in pain, not wanting his ma or sisters to worry more than they did. He refused to seem weaker than he already felt.

There were a few omegas that tried to date him from time to time, he quickly discovered it was more out of morbid curiosity about his arm than wanting to be with him. He gave up after finding out that one, Michelle, was only with him on a dare. Something about finding out if the arm was detachable.

So he gave up. But he was okay. He was slowly feeling like a true Alpha again, he spent his days at the lumber site with Steve and Nat, nights hanging with his friends. That dull ache in his chest was fading day by day as he rediscovered himself.

Early one summer morning, he was coming home from work when the smell of brown sugar and vanilla surrounded him. He stopped in his tracks, inhaling the heavenly scent. Bucky was blinded by his alpha instincts telling him his omegas here, go get her she's here Bucky, she's here. He's never had such a strong urge in his life, he was unable to resist it, needing to follow the scent filling his nose and making him dizzy.

He turned the corner to see you unpacking your small car. Without knowing a thing about you, he could tell you were perfect. He's never seen someone so pretty in his life. Your head sprung up and he could see your nostrils flare as you took in his teakwood and evergreen scent, a visible shiver moving down your body.

He walks to you without thinking, something deep inside him pushing towards you. Your beautiful eyes flickered to his arm and his heart splintered. You gazed at it for a second and then looked up at him with a genuine smile, offering your name. A small happy chirp bubbled out when he repeated it.

Bucky couldn't believe how cute it sounded or how adorable you looked when your eyes widen in embarrassment. You immediately slapped your hand over your mouth when another chirp slipped out in response to his smile, you stumbled over your suitcase as you apologized. Bucky lept forward, saving you before you hit the ground, his large hands cradling your face after he helped you back up.

"Hi."

"Hi."

"I'm so sorry-"

"I'm Bucky."

"Bucky," you breathed out, staring into his blue eyes. He liked the way you said his name, Bucky could tell he was going to everything about you. Both of you blissfully unaware of all the neighbors peaking out their curtains, the older women already speed dialing his ma and making wedding plans.

After that, everything seemed to click. It was hard to explain but all he could say was that he found his person. That you were the one he had been waiting for it. And you felt the same, the more you learned about him, the more you loved the tall beefy man with kind blue eyes. The dates started off small, coffee at the local diner, then movies, walks in the park, dinner at an overpriced restaurant in the city that ended with the two of you eating some of the best greasy, delicious burgers from a somewhat sketchy food truck two blocks away.

You'll never forget the first kiss or the way you chirped into his mouth when his tongue slid into yours. You were sure your face was going to melt off from how embarrassed you were. Bucky couldn't get enough of that and kept doing it over and over until you were lightheaded.

You and his mother got along, he knew you were perfect but the day he caught you sitting in the middle of his living room, plotting with his ma, Nat and Yelena about how to make Dot suffer, cemented that. Bucky thought it was cute, that his fierce little omega was protective of her Alpha.

"I'm fine," he whispered in your ear, pulling you in a warm hug. You grumbled that you were only going to hit her a couple times. When Bucky shook his head, you countered that she deserves at least one black eye. You turned to the girls who wholeheartedly agreed with you. He laughed, lifting you in his arm. " I don't need all that. I got you, sweetheart." He turned his gaze to his family and friends watching with watery grins. "And you all knock it off, leave her alone," he warned. "And stop encouraging my girl, I don't wanna bail her out of jail."

A few days later, you were walking around the farmers market, holding hands with Bucky when you ran into Dot. You waved at her, admiring your handiwork, a petty part of you wishing you had blackened both her eyes instead of just one. Bucky looked over his former love, noting the split lip and the way her eyes dropped in fear. He slowly turned to you, his brow raised.

"I didn't do anything." Your lips failing to hold back a smirk, holding up your hands. "Nope, not me, your sweet little omega-Bucky," you screamed, running away from the growling Alpha. He caught you before you reached the next stall, swinging you up into his large arms. He gazed down at you, his love for you making it impossible to even pretend to be upset. "What am I going to do with you?" He sighed as you pulled him down for a kiss.

"Love me for the rest of your life." You replied, kissing his chin. "Mark me as yours, give me some cute babies." You preened when he melted into your touch. "Oh, and at least three orgasms a night."

You turned at the shocked spluttering cough behind you. Heat flooding your face when you saw his family standing next to the display of apples only inches from you. "Hey," you said slowly before hiding your face in your chuckling alpha's chest.

He proposed a week later. It was perfect, stars glimmering in the night sky, colorful lights wrapped around the branches of the trees in the backyard, soft blankets covering the ground, holding an array of food and wine. His mother's ring in his trembling hand as he knelt before you. You said yes before he finished the question.

You got married under those same trees. Bucky didn't think you could get more beautiful until he saw you walking down the aisle. His knees nearly buckled, and he was sure everyone could hear his heart pounding in his chest. The rest of the ceremony passed by in a daze of whispered promises and heartfelt vows and by the end, he couldn't believe that you were his.

That was three years ago.

Tonight is your anniversary. You've been puttering around the house, getting ready for it. All day he's felt your happiness and excitement burst through the bond. Bucky can't keep the grin off his face, he knows what has you so giddy. He sensed the change in your scent three months ago, it became a little sweeter, more potent. You've been nesting more, stealing more and more of his clothing, he's down to one good shirt (which he caught you scenting this morning before you ruefully gave it back) and the spare boxers he has to hide at his parent's house.

At first, he wondered why you weren't saying anything but then he remembered that you promised him a very special gift today. He's going to be a father.

Bucky steps out of his truck and he leans against the side, looking up at his house, his home. Every light is on, music drifting out from an open window. He can see your shadow dancing in the kitchen. A grin stretches across his face as he thinks about tonight.

He's going to open that door, you're going to jump in his arms, the way you do every time he comes home. He's going to carry you around the house while you tell each other about your day. Bucky's going to enjoy an amazing dinner with you on his lap and then you're going to give him the second-best gift of his life.

And when you ask him 'what's better than this Bucky?' He's going to lean down until your foreheads are pressed against each other and whisper 'you.'

Bucky strolls through the door, silent thanking fate for giving him someone as special as you. He toes off his boots, putting his coat on the hook next to yours. Bucky turns at the sound of your feet padding across the hardwood, his name on your lips. And he opens his arms.

The Devil’s Eye

Geralt of Rivia x Reader

Soulmate AU

A/N: Here’s a soulmate AU that I felt really inspired for! I know it’s not an update on any of the series but I just really needed to write this while I had the creativity for it.

Also, I’m shocked that I haven’t seen this particular concept done for the Witcher before. Maybe someone else has done it and I just haven’t been looking in the right places, but I really thought this would be a more popular trope in this fandom. Be sure to let me know what you think!

Warnings: Character Injury, Reader Injury

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        Cursed child, they called her. A monster’s mate.

        You’ve got the devil in your Eye, child, an old woman had warned her as a young girl.

        With a mother dead at birth and a father lost to a monster months later, she almost believed them when they told her she must be an ill omen, a harbinger of bad luck.

        (Y/N) wasn’t often allowed near a looking glass, but she had seen it a few times in the water down at the creek. The Eye that made everyone fear her.

        Everyone was born with one eye of normal color, and one Eye, the color of their soulmate’s eye. It was how those who were meant to be would find each other. At the first meeting of their gazes, the Eye would fade, leaving each soulmate with two eyes of their own same color.

        She was born with a Witcher’s Eye.

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This is so me 😂😂

Found this while looking for something earlier and I feel called out lmao