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au: the godfather/mafia


New York, 1945.


Despite the rivalry between their families, Steve and Bucky managed to grow up as best friends and even joined the army together. They fought side by side and won the war. But when it was time to come back home, Bucky’s father told him that the 'adventure' was over and it was time to start acting like a man: "The Rogers are our enemies, son. Don’t ever take sides with anyone against the family, again. Ever. That’s not your mission, your mission is to destroy them. To destroy our enemies”. But Bucky wasn’t willing to accept that order. Or he wasn’t, until the day his father was assasinated, and Buchanan decided to take the law into his own hands.


Everything pointed to the Rogers and Bucky declared war, without knowing that Steve’s father had been assassinated just a few days after his own. That was, after all, part of a masterplan to cause a dispute between two of the most powerful families in New York at that time. And it worked.


The year is 1946.

The war between both families has started.

And Steve Rogers is not willing to fight back.


S.W.: Our people are dying, Steve. I know you’ve tried, but there’s nothing else you can do. You have to kill him. You can do it. You have to do it.


S.R.: I’m not going to kill…


N.R.: I don’t know what you’re going to do, Steve, but we’re going to fight. We’re not dying because you don’t want to go against your ‘best friend’.


S.W.: Because in case you haven’t noticed, the man is no longer acting as a friend.



And they were right. Natasha and Sam were always right, but that fact didn’t change anything: Steve wasn’t like his father. He wasn’t going to kill Barnes. He had a better plan: "I’ll talk to him. I’m gonna make him an offer he can’t refuse.


SR: Bucky, this war has to end.


BB: Why, Steve? Because you’re losing it?


SR: Because this is not who we… who you are.


BB: You don’t know who I am.


SR: Of course I do, you’re James Buchanan Barnes, you’re not your father’s son. You’re not this assassin, and I’m not gonna fight you. I actually have a better offer… I…


BB: Wait… you’re not gonna fight me? Why is that, Rogers?


SR: Because you’re my friend.


BB: Oh, Steve… you see? That could be a problem. Because you’re my mission.

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Author’s Note: I was gonna make this an angsty “Knee Socks” revamp, but I figured I’ve been posting enough stories like that lately, so here is some ultra fluff, requested by a precious anon. Credit goes to kaifuckinsoo for the edit above. Anyways, enjoy ~

The Boy Who Could Fly

Kim Jongin was decidedly spontaneous. He was never a fan of routine. His entire happiness, for his entire life, had relied on the unconventional. He never liked to do anything twice in one week. He made a point of conversing with strangers on a daily basis. He even calculated how many different combinations of outfits he could wear with the same shirt, just to ensure nothing was ever too redundant. There was, however, one thing he never liked to change.

He woke up to her face every morning.  Everyday, the light would hit his lids from exactly the same angle, waking him up at exactly the same time, and he would see her, always facing him, her mouth hanging open just enough for her to breathe, her brow knit in concern, her long lashes fluttering with the movements of her closed eyes. He would press a kiss to her forehead and be gone before she woke up, and that was it, and that was enough, for a while.

But as he sat now, on the floor in the center of an obscure dance studio, he found himself unsatisfied. His chest heaved up and down, a sheen of sweat covering his skin as he stretched out to lie on the floor. He leaned over to grab his phone from his gym bag, staring at the screen void of any messages or missed calls. Without thinking, his thumb slid across the glass, pressing the first number of the speed dial. It wasn’t until he’d heard the muffled “Hello?” that he’d realized what he’d done.

"H-Hello?" he brought the phone to his ear.

"Jongin?" she sounded slightly out of breath, "What’s up? I’m working."

"Oh- I- Uh-" his tongue tripped over itself as he tried to think of something to say, "I was wondering if you wanna go out later. Like, tonight, maybe. If you want."

The other side of the line grew quiet. He bit his lip, cursing himself internally.

"Jongin-" he could hear the frown in her voice.

"I didn’t mean it like that." he replied quickly, "I’m just saying…"

He rolled onto his stomach, resting his head on his arm as he stared at himself in the mirror lining the wall, “We’re friends, right? I mean, with… benefits, or whatever you wanna call it.”

"Yeah?"

"Well, we’ve kinda been more about the benefits part than the friends part lately," he felt his cheeks burning with embarrassment he really didn’t need to feel right now, "I’m just saying, we should hang out. When was the last time we even did that?"

He shifted to lie on his side, listening to the cluttering of silverware on the other line. His lips pressed together in a straight line as he waited for her reply.

"Yeah," she sighed. This time he heard the smile in her tone. "That does sound nice."

"Great." he tried not to sound as excited as he really was, "Should I get you from the apartment at 7?"

"7:30."

"Okay."

"I gotta go now. I’ll see you, okay?"

"Okay."

"Bye, Jongin."

"Yeah, bye, _________." he hung up, shooting up onto his feet, a sudden surge of energy coursing through his body. He flipped through his playlist, picking a random fast paced beat to practice to, glancing at the clock on the wall every few seconds to watch as the short hand made its excruciatingly slow journey towards the thick black "7".

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OK but another reason why I’m super happy is bc when I woke up this morning 7am which is very early btw since I start school at 10:30 I SAW THESE BABES UP FOR PREORDER:

i’M SO HAPPY I PREORDER THESE BOTH AND NOT THE MENTION THAT THE KAWOSHIN WAS OUT OF STOCK REAL QUICK AND I GOT THEM FOR SUCH A GREAT PRICE MAN THE COLLECTORS RUSH WHEN ORDERING THESE ASAP BEFORE THEY  SOLD OUT WAS GREAT I LOVE IT AHH and im so happy ;w; liek i cnt believe i managed to order these both^^ super happy YAYA ;n; 

AND NOT TO MENTION: 

THE COVER AND THE PINUP POSTER OF THESE SHOWED UP AND IM NOT JOKING like 4 hrs before this showed up i commented on the page liek ” i hope we get picutres soon” and BAM I WOKE UP AND PICUTRES GAHHH BURN ME IM SO EXCITED THESE PINUPS ARE SO 

juST LOOK AT THEM UGHH MY SOUSUKE AND RIN BOYFRIEDNS ALL MY SHIPS ARE CANON LIKE GET OUT YOU CRAZY IF YOU DONT AGREE AHHHH ;W; IM SO HAPPY I ORDER THIS ALL IM SO EXCITED I FEEL LIEK I SHOULD ORDER A 2ND BOOK BC??? JUST BC?? SOUSUKE AND RIN. AHHHHH TEARS I WAS SO HAPPY THIS MORNING AND I STILL AM GAHHHh happiness is so real.  too bad i need to wait for damn nov to get them^ UGH HURRY UP 

oh my god earlier this morning i fell asleep on my right hand and i slept on it for so long that it went really numb, so numb i felt it in my dream and was like, “what the hell why does my hand feel dead.” and it is still kind of numb??? body why must you do this

anonymous said:

fav ships youve had so far

Oh, man. This is gonna sound so lame and boring but I am one of those lil shits that like chemistry lmao.

anyways I do have a few favs:

  • harry styles/matt healy
  • colton haynes/britt robertson
  • holland roden/tyler hoechlin 
  • nina dobrev/zayn malik

and i could go on but imma stop now.

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