Солнышко моё

‘Маргаритка’

Вот нас иногда спрашивают — почему же именно “Дейзи”? По меньшей мере необычный выбор имени для тульпы! И сегодня как-то спонтанно захотелось рассказать нашим читателям о том, почему эта девушка имеет такое имя

Да! Мы недавно упомянали, что раньше моё солнышко звали Нао. Это было ее первое имя, я выбрал его еще в самом начале форсинга путем банального просмотра списка распространенных японских имен. К слову, в то время у Дейзи была и другая внешность, в самом первом ее варианте — Рин из Idolmaster'а (который я до сих пор так и не посмотрел, хех).

А появление нынешнего имени — это вообще забавная история… Мы ведь и не собирались его менять! Тем не менее, несколько “случайностей” определили то, как все будут называть моего любимого человечка до конца жизни :3

Случайность номер раз! В ноябре 2015-го я натыкаюсь на пачку видео с такого колоссального события, как Electric Daisy Carnival. Масштабный трехдневный EDM-фестиваль, настоящее сердце рейв-культуры — еще тогда я поставил себе цель, что не умру, пока не побываю хотя бы на одном из них. Не слабее впечатлило и название — звучит же, черт возьми!

Номер два! В первых числах декабря того же года слышу по радио эндинг Kyoukai no Kanata, который, как некоторые уже догадались, называется “Daisy”. Не сказать, что он прям западает в душу, но на телефон себе забираю. После чего, спустя примерно неделю, великий рандом находит его среди 2k треков, и тут Нао ВНЕЗАПНО предлагает сменить ей имя, и причем именно на Дейзи!

Честно говоря, меня это повергло в легкий шок: совершенно не ожидал, что она предложит что-то подобное! Хоть я и понимал, что “Нао” нам обоим надоело, да и изначально звучало от слова никак… А имя “Дейзи” встречается сравнительно нечасто, имеет милый перевод и актуальный для нас контекст. Да и нравилось мне всегда это слово, что уж там. В общем, решение мы приняли уже через минуту, а воодушевления от этого хватило на много дней вперед!

Признаться, переучиваться на новое имя было весьма непросто — постоянно так и подмывало назвать солнышко “Нао”. Но за неделю мы все же кое-как справились!

Незначительно позже началась и смена образа моей малышки на тот, который мы видим сегодня, что дополнительно укрепило данный реворк. Так что теперь и имя, и внешность, и личность, и все остальные аспекты Дейзи едины, и уже никогда не распадутся, не будут пересмотрены. Именно такой я ее знаю, и знал всегда — дополненная память выполняет свои задачи!

А как появилось имя вашей тульпочки? Напишите об этом небольшой пост, мы уверены, многим будет интересно!

P.S. А я сам “Уми” совершенно рандомно стал - в спешке придумывал никнейм перед регистрацией в Телеге. В Love Live мне больше Хонока и Рин по нраву :D

tygermama  asked:

I keep picturing Steve, de-serumed, still himself, getting into fights and the other Avengers trying to protect him. He's cornered in an alley and Bucky, still confused about who he is and who Steve is, drops out of nowhere, saves Steve's butt & throws him over his shoulder, muttering in Russian. Everyone can hear Steve, through his earpiece, respond to Buck's Russian mutterings. "I thought you didn't speak Russian well" "I don't, but I know the tone and I've had this argument before"

It’s temporary, is what they’re told.

Wanda’s codename might be Scarlet Witch but this is something that is specifically not in her skillset - at least, not yet, according to their SHIELD Magical Consultant. She’ll get there, eventually. 

Magical Consultant.  It’s enough to set Tony’s teeth on edge.  He hates it when people get all mystical on him.  Said Magical Consultant at least had the decency to look sheepish about it.  Also, her nickname was funny enough to alleviate the situation.

“The short answer is that HYDRA didn’t realize that there was a magical component to Erskine’s serum.  It’s ancient and it’s powerful and that’s pretty much why your Captain is still alive, albeit in a bitty form,” Spooky said reassuringly. 

Spooky.  Hilarious, right?

“Awww,” Wanda cooed.  Her brother rolled his eyes heavenwards. 

Steve was slightly bemused at this reaction but was taking it in good grace.  So far. 

Now, the sane, sensible thing to do for a Captain America who’s currently five foot odd, ninety pounds wet, with a set of illnesses that were currently treatable by modern medicine was to relax, stay where he was safe and get cooed over by nearly every female in the new SHIELD and Avengers Initiative -

(Hell, even Maria Hill was not immune! And Darcy pretty much took one look at him and let out a squee that was heard all over the damn Tower.

Fine, Tony felt like squeeing himself.  Shut up.  Cap was adorable, okay?)

and generally wait for the day he could turn back into Super!Cap again.

They had not realized who Steven Grant Rogers really was.

Steve insisted that he take up the search for Bucky Barnes a.k.a. the Russian Winter of Death and Destruction.  See, Tony had this Great List of Enormously Bad Ideas and he ought to know, because he’d patented like 90% of the Top Ten - Stark Industries™, thank you.    But this idea of playing bait for HYDRA, hoping to draw the Winter Soldier out?

Number one.  Tony would like it stated for the record.  Number. Fucking. One.

Also, not Tony’s idea!

So of course HYDRA strikes at a time when the majority of the Avengers’ heavy hitters and fastest members are in California, dealing with actual Godzilla. 

(Yes, really.  Godzilla.  They were going to figure out where the hell it came from later, but their main concern at the moment was to get it out of L.A. and minimize the casualties.)

Also, to be fair, Steve wasn’t exactly trolling for HYDRA on this particular day - he’d just been on a food run, but it was fortunate that he’d put his earpiece on, out of habit. 

Barton was back at the Tower, recovering from an injury.  Sam - whose wings were still under repair from the last battle they had - and Natasha were also there and currently en route to Steve’s location, with a small SHIELD team that included a couple of Director “Hi-Forgot-to-tell-you-I’m-not-Dead” Coulson’s people. 

“Hold tight, Steve, we’re coming,” Natasha tells him. 

“Got nothing better to do, to be honest,” Steve wheezes.  There’s a couple of clangs.  Curses in the background.  “Glad to see they still make trash can lids like they used to.”

“Please tell me you didn’t just use a couple of trash can lids like your shield,” Tony begged, as he zipped and ducked from an angry Godzilla claw. 

“I didn’t just use a couple of trash can lids like my shield,” Steve repeats dutifully.

“Well done, Captain!” Thor booms.  Godzilla lights up with the lightning.  It roars.  But it got hurt all the same.

“God damn it,” Steve says resignedly. 

Language!”  What, like Tony could resist that one?

“Steve, where are you?” Sam asks. 

“Alleyway - somewhere along – “ Steve gets abruptly cut off.

“STEVE!”  Now it’s the entire team yelling.

They can’t believe they all hear the angry growl in the background.  But there’s some terrified screaming and it’s thankfully not Steve Rogers and yep, they all heard, “Holy fucking shit, it’s the Winter Soldier!” and “Why is the trigger not working?”

And then there’s a distinctive string of angry Russian and Steve:  “I had ‘em on the ropes, Bucky.”

More Russian.  It prompted an amused snort from Natasha.

“I did! I ain’t completely helpless – okay, fine, yes, I know you don’t think of me that way, I’m sorry, all right?”

Still another burst of Russian - Tony was seriously going to have to learn the language wasn’t he?

Pietro and Wanda both laughed at this one. 

“Sergeant Barnes is rather…. protective of the Captain, isn’t he?” Pietro said over the comms.

Sam’s turn to snort.  “Understatement, much?”

“I’m proud of you, Steve,” Natasha tells him.  “The Russian lessons are paying off?  ETA: three minutes by the way - Sam and I can make it ten if you two need a moment alone.”

“I still understand every couple words to be honest but I know that tone and we’ve had this argument before.  And just get here, you two.

Bucky sighs and he responds, with unmistakable affection, “Stepushka.”  And then there’s a strange whirring noise

“JAMES BUCHANAN BARNES, YOU PUT ME DOWN RIGHT THIS INSTANT, DO YOU HEAR ME?”

“Нет, Stepushka.”

Well, that they could all understand.

“Did you just pat me on the ass - Bucky!” 

“Солнышко моё,” the Winter Soldier purrs contentedly.  And said a few more things that were, unmistakeably, endearments.

“Wow, this is the first time I’ve seen Natasha blush,” Sam says on the comms.

“Take a picture,” Barton chimes in.  “For posterity!”

They do get to meet Bucky Barnes a little later, after Thor manages to chase Godzilla into a mostly uninhabited world where he would be free to roam without going smash on an unsuspecting civilization. 

He’s not completely Bucky yet, but the way he was doting on Bitty!Cap was unmistakable, as was the sunshine smile on Cap’s face.  It got a little R-rated at the end though and everyone ran for their lives and sanity (Barton dragged along a pouting Nat while Thor took care of Darcy - they weren’t scandalized, naturally).  They should’ve known to clear out earlier, since the Soldier’s hands weren’t too far from Steve’s tiny ass since the moment they arrived at the Tower.

- end -

Note:  tygermama does it again.  Also, Steve’s adorable tiny behind is a big factor in the recovery of the Winter Soldier.  Fact.  :P

Apparently, Google tells me that the above endearment is “My sunshine” or “My sun” which is a perfectly reasonable endearment for a purring Winter Soldier to use on his tiny Captain.

A pair of idiots

Pavel Chekov x Reader

Author: Me (alliwriteistrash)

Length: 895 words

Prompt:  Could you write one where one of them walks in on the other after a shower? 😉😂😛 by an extremely lovely anon <3

Warnings: None, I think. Just some fluff with a tiny bit angst :)

Note: Translations are at the bottom.  Thanks to my lovely friend drugmistress <3

Today was one of the most exhausting days you experienced on board of the Enterprise so far. You were part of the away mission team that had to go on an uncharted planet.
Even though the scans said that there was no sign of any life forms on the planet, your team was attacked by some sort of alien species. If Chekov, your best friend and secret crush, hadn’t been there, you surely wouldn’t have survived.

As the strange, cat-like species had surrounded you with no escape route or any weaponry to protect yourself, he teleported onto the planet and saved your live by stunning them with his phaser.

You never had been more relieved to see him. And he looked incredibly attractive with that phaser in his hands, his face all concentrated as he took you by your hand, shouting into his communicator that they should get both of you out of here.

The crew teleported both of you back on board. Immediately they apologized that they could not beam you up before and explained that the reason was that the alien creatures were in too close proximity to you and it would have meant to beam those on board too.

You left the transporter room, understanding that the lives of many are more important than the life of one single person, and went back to your own room so you could shower the dirt and blood of you.

Pavel, still worried about you, said that you should come to his room as soon as you are finished showering.

You got under the shower, not questioning what could be so important that it couldn’t wait so long, and enjoyed the hot water on your skin as well as the feeling of comfort that came with being clean.

Once you were finished and had put on some clean clothes, you went to Chekov’s dorm. You two were so close friends that he told you his code, so you could always let yourself in, which you did and were immediately greeted by him. But you didn’t expect him to just wear a towel around his hips.

As close as you were, you never had seen him like this.

His skin still slightly wet from the shower, he seemed to have taken just a minute ago. Water was dripping down from his curly locks onto his shoulder, but he did not seem to mind that.

“[Y/N] zat was quick! Just giwe me a minute so I can put on some clothes. Make yourself at home, as always” he beamed as he disappeared with a few clothes in his hands in the bathroom. So you waited for him, frozen like a statue, and with cheeks that got hotter with every second.

You could not make unseen what you just saw. His face looked so innocent and young, but his body showed that he was good shape. To get over your crush seemed impossible now even more than ever.

“So [Y/N], I want to talk to you about somezing really serious”, he said, interrupting your train of thoughts, and looking all stern at you. Oh no! Did he know about your feelings?! You never told him, because you did not want to risk your friendship.

“Listen, I know working as a science ensign means zat you need to inwestigate everyzing but you need to stop going on those missions! They are far too dangerous! You could have died today, if I didn’t disobeyed my orders and beamed down to save you. I know I’m in no position to order you around, but…but I couldn’t stand losing you. Солнышко моё, Не могу жить без тебя” he confessed with tears in his eyes.
Even though you did not understand Russian you knew what he meant.

“Pasha, I’m so sorry. Don’t cry because of me” you said, trying to comfort him by stroking over his back. You weren’t worth his tears. Seeing him like this, it broke your heart. You never wanted to see him like this again.

“No Ангелочек, you don’t understand! I don’t know what I should do without you in my liwe [Y/N]. I lowe you”, he blurted out. His face giving away that it was an accident. Tears were falling down his face and he was shaking.

“I’m sorry. You should not-…I didn’t want you to know about my feelings…“, he stuttered as he noticed what he said but you interrupted him.

“Pasha… I feel the same way about you. But I can’t promise you that I’ll never go on an away mission, it’s my job after all, but I can promise you that I won’t go if you aren’t by my side” you confessed also crying as you pulled him into a hug.
You don’t know how long you two were just hugging and comforting each other, but it did not matter.

With shaking hands, he softly pulled you into a desperate kiss. It wasn’t perfect, far too wet from both of your tears, but it was everything you both needed right now.
As you broke the kiss you were both smiling.

“We are just a pair of idiots, aren’t we?” you stated, brushing away the tears from his face. Pavel just nodded before he pulled you towards his bed, where you fell asleep, knowing that the other would be save and still here in the morning.

Солнышко моё, Не могу жить без тебя - Russian for ‘My sun, I can not live without you’
Ангелочек -  Russian for ‘little angel’ or ‘a person seen as being particularly innocent or angelic’