#dwn

well more like a prompt...

Y/N and Natty get into an argument and it and...

Y/N: it's a long story

Nat: I thought you were dead for eleven months, I have time.

maybe angry-love-confession?

idk if I requested something similar I know I wanted to but I can't remember wether I did

You're writing us amazing btw :)

Drunk Writing Night-Accepting requests throughout :) thank you to all who sent requests so far!!!

A/N: FINALLY

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After the Accords, things had really gone south. You'd disappeared, along with several of the other avengers. It was a while before you made your way back to the compound, scared you weren't truly safe from the repercussions of not signing.

You hadn't had contact with anyone since leaving, save for the occasional discussion with Steve.

Walking back into the compound was like coming home, but you couldn't help but feel a bit... hollow. Things weren't the same, or they didn't seem so anyway.

You headed straight for the hallway that housed Steve, Natasha, Clint (though he rarely used it), and your rooms. You had only brought a bag back; you hadn't carried much on the run. You stopped at Nat's doorway, hoping to see your favorite Avenger.

"Hey," you said softly, knocking before leaning against the doorframe. You didn't get the welcome you'd been expecting.

"Hey," Nat said quietly after briefly glancing up at you. Her tone was cold, aloof, her gaze hard and calculated.

"Ummm. Okay? How are you?" you tried.

"Fine."

"Natasha, are you mad at me?" you asked, surprised.

"Where have you been?"

"It's a long story," you responded, shifting a bit uncomfortably on your feet.

"I thought you were dead for eleven months," she said quietly, her voice full of quiet anger.

"I wasn't- I- where- why did you think that?" you blurted, eyeing her where she sat on the bed.

"Just go," she muttered, standing as she moved to come close the door.

"No," you retorted, taking a step into the room. "Natasha, what- we were on the run, I mean-"

"You don't get it, do you?" the red-head interrupted harshly. "How scared we- I was? No one heard anything from you. I heard some rumor that you were dead. Can you imagine what that's like?" she finished, and you could have sworn there were tears in her eyes.

"Nat, I-" you tried, stopping when she raised her hand.

"No, you don't get to say anything because you didn't even try-"

"How would you know what I even could do?" you interrupted, anger starting to bubble up inside of you. You stepped closer to her on instinct.

"Don't act like you even car-"

"Are you fucki-"

You were interrupted by plump lips slamming against yours. It wasn't gentle, it wasn't slow; it was harsh, passionate, a need for her. And suddenly, it was a need for you.

When you broke apart a minute later, your forehead rested against hers.

"I need you," Natasha breathed.

(光) A human's word is law. Whatever a human explicitly orders you to do should be done, unless it brings harm to another human or conflicts with your survival. Your creator is the final authority if there is any room for interpretation.

(狡) Dr. Wily's word is law. Whatever Dr. Wily explicitly orders you to do should be done, even if it brings harm to another human that isn't Dr. Wily or conflicts with your survival. Your creator is the only authority regardless of interpretation.

(光) If Dr. Light is unavailable for any reason, Rock is next in the chain of command. If Rock is away, you answer to Roll. If Roll is away, then Auto. Auto's never away.

(狡) If Dr. Wily is unavailable for any reason, anyone looking to take charge dukes it out for position. The losers go on maid duty. No one's obligated to listen to you even if you do win, btw.

(光) Feel free to approach Dr. Light if there's something on your mind. Barring those times he's especially busy, he's always happy to lend his creations some insight. Trust in his compassion and saintly patience.

(狡) If you're not about to tell him you destroyed Mega Man or kidnapped the President, don't bother Dr. Wily unless you want his foot up your pipes. Solve your own damn problems.

(光) Dr. Light schedules routine diagnostic checks for everyone, in the same order, every time. Outside of urgent danger, no-one jumps the line on account of preferential treatment.

(狡) Dr. Wily keeps up with his favorites, and only when he feels like it. If you got something to say about it, impress him and earn your updates like a MAN.

(光) When you see a friend in need, and you have the expertise to lighten their load, it's only right to offer a helping hand.

(狡) When you see a friend in need, heckle them. It'll encourage them to do better. If that's not working, kick 'em off the job and do it the right way.

(光) If you arrive at a conflict, there's no reason it should come to blows. Be civil and talk through your problems until you both reach the root of your contention.

(狡) If you arrive at a verbal conflict, escalate it to a physical one. Whoever wins is right and whoever loses gets to look like a little bitch.

(光) Effectively communicate your boundaries to your loved ones. Reinforce them whenever you understand they're being breached.

(狡) Listening to crybabies when they tell you to stop makes you almost as much of a little bitch as the crybaby himself.

(光) If a friend tells you something in confidence, you're expected to uphold that confidentiality.

(狡) Keep a secret unless it's funny. If you're smart, no one has to find out. Otherwise nobody likes you.

(光) Be supportive of one another's interests even if you aren't personally involved with their hobbies.

(狡) You have a right and responsibility to shut up anybody doing soft shit, 'cause it makes us all look bad.

(光) If you see something, say something. Once you're aware, it's your duty to report any crimes in progress to law enforcement. Or Rock if he's present.

(狡) Snitches get stitches. Just sayin'.

(光) If you have nothing nice or constructive to say, don't say it at all. Respect keeps community strong.

(狡) Talk shit all day long, but don't be a coward -- do it up front. Gossip's for sissies.

(光) Forgiveness is a mark of strength, and emotional maturity. Forgiveness empowers us and allows us the choice to move forward from pain.

(狡) NEVER ever EVER let someone convince you they changed. If they fucked you over once, they'll do it again if you let 'em.

(光) War is Hell.

(狡) War is the only proof you have value in this world.

(光) We don't condone lying, cheating, theft, fraud, assault with or without a deadly weapon, aiding, or abetting. These Labs are on the side of law and order, and so are you.

(狡) Play chicken with crazy war crimes for funsies. It's bonding.

(光) Keep in mind what you say and do in front of the press. People hold this establishment in great esteem, and it reflects poorly on the professor to smear that national image.

(狡) Fuck those news rats! They're all shills for the cops anyway, use 'em for target practice if you come across one.

(光) Be kind to Blues if you see him around. He's one of us, and if he knows he's loved, there's a chance he might come home someday.

(狡) If you see Proto Man, remind that fake motherfucker he's on borrowed time. Even if you're cool with him. (Don't admit that.)

(光) The only excuse for violence is self defense. In that case, if there must be retribution, it must be proportional to the crime.

(狡) Violence is always the answer! Especially if it's over the top!

(光) Treasure your friends. Friendship is something to be celebrated. Rejoice that which enriches your AI and brings you closer to humanity.

(狡) If someone calls you a ""friend"" outright, they want your money or your schematics. Put that creep in their place.

(光) Emergencies nonwithstanding, if you plan on departing from the Labs, or from work without touching down at the Labs, it's common courtesy to leave a message and wait for Dr. Light's approval before you leave.

(狡) Sneak out, then lie like a dog if Dr. Wily cares you where you were. "I was out hunting Mega Man" gets pardoned every time.

(光) Accept any gift you're given gracefully. Analyzing its value on a strictly utilitarian or monetary level is disrespectful.

(狡) Give a stupid gift, get a stupid punch in the mouth.

(光) Dr. Wily's robots can be rehabilitated with time and careful attention. Don't let your anger for their actions outweigh the worth of their potential.

(狡) Dr. Light's robots should be captured and reprogrammed. They're surprisingly powerful and definitely worth the struggle.

(光) Respect music, 'cause it's fucking awesome.

I made a little design for Cosmo!! Not to many big changes... tho I think he should canonically have a rolly tail.... LIKE MISSED OPPERTUNITY!!

I also also added more sissles on the hand and he's also my new main eheh!!!

Don't repost

BMN-002: Sabre Man

He was created by Dr. Wily from the bones of pillaged dig sites. He can manipulate fossils into many different shapes, earning his nickname: "The Bonesmith." His weapon of choice is the Sabre Claw.

Good point: Resourceful

Bad point: Catty

Likes: Fossil Reconstructions

I finally figured out how to add links on posts!

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