a-lil-scared

I’d like to imagine that fahc Michael didn’t really have a proper childhood and that’s where he gets his take-no-shit attitude from, because he grew up on his own taking care of himself. However since he didn’t get proper medical attention as other kids did, he never found out he needed glasses.

So in the very early days of the Fakes, Michael developes his love for explosives. He had always been better with widespread weapons because he wasn’t good at aiming. But then he uses his first grenade. It happens during one of the Fake’s first kinda big missions, so Geoff buys some grenades in case they get surrounded or something else goes bad. The mission is overall a success however as the crew races to getaway, an enemy jeep filled with four goons follows them, shooting at their getaway car. Geoff is driving so he hands Michael the grenade and Michael poked his head out of the car, pulls the pin, and throws it under the jeep.

It’s perfect timing. The grenade explodes underneath the vehicle and sends the car flying into the air, now on fire and anyone who was in the vehicle is certainly dead. Michael laughs maniacally, looking back at the sight. Before the car hits the ground Michael knows he wants to do that again.

From then on Michael spends all his heist money on grenades, mines, and c4s. He trains himself on how to use them since he doesn’t know anyone else who specializes in explosives. He’s the first member of the crew to buy his own grenade launcher by saving up his money. Then he gets his favorite weapon in the whole, wide world; his rpg. And Gavin swears he’s in love with his rpg. He’d carry it with him on every mission even though it was a pain in the ass to.

However one mission Michael accidentally blows up Ryan’s bike (while Ryan is off of it) trying to shoot a helicopter out of the sky. Of course Ryan is super pissed off, thinking Michael did it on purpose, but Michael insists it was a complete accident. The whole time Ryan and Michael are arguing Geoff can’t help but notice Michael is squinting. Geoff also knows this is not the first time Michael has made a mistake like this. So he puts two and two together.

“Michael, How often do you get headaches?” Geoff asks.

“I don’t know? Once a week?” Michael responds.

“When’s the last time you had an eye exam?” Jack catches on.

“A what?”

So they take him to an eye clinic under a fake name and Michael gets his eyes checked for the first time in his life. Turns out he’s near-sighted and almost legally blind. At the age of 23 Michael gets his first pair of glasses.

There’s about a week of Michael staying off of heists and just getting used to his new surroundings. He’d stare at practically every leaf on a tree, or get up early to stare at the sunrise. Once Ryan was cooking eggs and Michael came over to stare at the sizzling pan. During that week he must have said the phrase “You guys see this everyday?” about five hundred times.

He breaks his glasses on the sixth day, carelessly putting them in his back pocket and then sitting on them. They go back to the eye clinic to get another pair and Ray has to give him instructions on how to take care of them and clean them.

Once Michael gets back to heists, his performance begins to skyrocket. Now that he can see more than two inches of front of him he can blow up anything he wants with ease. He even eventually becomes accustomed with machine guns and other longer ranged weapons.
He had been living handicapped his whole life without knowing it. Now that he uses his glasses he’s twice as deadly and the thugs of Los Santos begin to fear the Fake crew member who wears glasses and carries an rpg on his back. He also only blows up Ryan’s bike on purpose now.

Jack is also terrified at the thought that they had a practically blind man handling all their explosive power.

anonymous asked:

Hey, Dre, what if your entire universe was just some comic panel drawn up by someone with dashing good looks that can only be rivaled by yours... Also your scars are dope as fuck.

* HAHAHA! WELL, THANKS BREH.

* I’ll admit, th’ scars sure help make up f’r m’height when I gotta put a lil’ scare inta muhs.

* An’, shiet. Immean I’m all f’r wicked concepts ‘bout th’universe n’ whateva, but like, that’s a new t’think about.

* IDK man, this’s somethin’ y’should pitch t’me while I’m stoned cuz that’s sum fun food f’r thought, yunno? 

* How would ya kno if y’ain’t sum comic book character errrr….. creation er somethin’. Sum big guy up there could be makin’ all us doods down here like a kid wit play dough er somethin’, an’ how would we rlly kno? 

4

Day 22

Imagine Being Harley Quinn And The Jokers Lover

For My Followers

“Babydoll,” Joker calls making you turn around. You’d been watching Harley dance on stage. “Come tell Mr White here about yourself.” Grinning you slink to Jokers side and wink at the man sitting across from him.

“I’m (Y/N) Mistah White, it’s nice to meet you,” you greet and offer a dainty hand. The buff man takes it and shakes gently. He seems a lil scared of you. “Mr J keeps me around cause I gotta knack for getting people to tell the truth.”

“I ain’t no liar,” Mr White snaps and you frown. Leaning across the table you get right up on his face and smirk.

“Baby tell me is Mr White tellin the truth about those shipments for me,” Joker requests and slaps your butt. You squeak but grab the mans face.

With perfect efficiency you delve into his kind and pull the information you want.

“J he is! Oh and he thinks Harls and I are quite pretty,” you exclaim and leap into Jokers lap. “Isn’t he nice?” Joker chuckles and kisses your neck possessively.

“For sure babydoll. Now how bout you go dance with Harley for awhile while I finish my business,” Joker suggests and you nod excitedly. He gives you a quick but rough kiss before shooing you away. Getting to your feet you skip up to the stage making Harley giggle.

“Cupcake! Come up and dance!” Harley cheers and you hold up your hands. Harley swings you up and pulls you in for a fierce kiss. Upon breaking for air she twirls and dips you while you cackle.

A gunshot rings out in the club but you barely notice. Not long after Joker strolls out and holds his arms out for you and Harley.

You and Harley jump down and into his arms each of you kissing his cheeks.

“How do my girls feel about a midnight drive?”

“Sounds fun puddin!” Harley agrees.

“Vroom vroom!” you sound and Joker laughs.

“Lets go then dolls!”

~~~

That was the last night you saw your Harls and your Mr J for a long time.

anonymous asked:

Hi, how would bts react if their smoll gf hides behind their back whenever she gets scared 🐥

​Cute lil baby bean~ I’m pretty tall but I reaalllyyyy wish I was smol and adorable. 

BTS: Reaction to you hiding behind them when you’re scared

•Jin: Jin jumped a little when you suddenly held onto his shoulders and buried your face into his back. He almost scolded you but realized why you scared him; it was because you-yourself was scared. He knew how jumpy and easily scared you were, but he found it extremely adorable, even though he sometimes gave you shit for it.He turned around to face you and squished your soft cheeks.

“It’s ok, Oppa’s got you.”

Originally posted by sweaterpawsjimin

•Yoongi: His heart instantly jumped to his throat. He couldn’t stop the smile threatening to crack on his lips. It was the tinniest banging sound that made you so scared, and he found it annoyingly adorable. He turned his head over his shoulder to look at you. 

“What? That scared you? You’re such a baby.” He grabbed onto your hand tightly. “I’ll protect you.”

Originally posted by cyyphr

•Namjoon: I wasn’t too long after Namjoon broke another thing that Band PD came in to yell. You were not very fond of yelling, so you would hide behind Namjoon out of fear or as a safety habit. Namjoon just laughed at you and called you cute over and over again. But he still wanted you to know he wouldn’t ever let anything hurt you.

“Do you think I’ll let you be yelled at? I dare someone to.”

Originally posted by rapnamu

•Hoseok: He heard it too, that loud crashing noise. But he also knew the source of it, so he didn’t even flinch. But seeing you jump behind him made him laugh instantly. You were scared of yourself dropping a stack of books. He gently tapped his hands over yours to reassure you.

“Really baby? Even I wasn’t scared. You’re so cute.”

Originally posted by 4jiminnie

•Jimin: He isn’t able to contain his laughter. It’s how he expresses his happiness. When you hugged onto him from behind tightly and whined about the small spider across the room, he instantly lost it. He covered his face to try and contain some laughter so you wouldn’t be angry.

“You want me to kill it? It’s half the size of your fingertip baby just-”

Originally posted by sweaterpawsjimin

•Taehyung: He didn’t necessarily like it when you were scared, but he adore your reaction. But he loved it so much, he didn’t want the other members to see in fear of them falling for your charm. Instantly after you hid behind him, he’d turn right around to face you, and wave his sleeves in front of your face. 

“Stop it stop it you’re too cute for them to see.”

Originally posted by maidxsama

•Jungkook: He was genuinely worried about you. When your nose buried into his back and your shaking arms wrapped around him from behind, he’d get protective. You being so smol, he felt like he needed to stand up for you 100% of the time. Fixing his hair and sighing heavily, he turned his head to glance back at you. 

“Are you ok? Who do I have to hurt?”

Originally posted by nnochu

anonymous asked:

recomiéndame música...

Voy a recomendar un montón de canciones lindas. 

Enter Shikari - Sorry You’re Not A Winner

The Drums - I hope time doesn´t change him

Kakkmaddafakka - Forever alone

Ode to sleep - Twenty one pilots

The Strokes - What ever happened?

Twenty One Pilots - Doubt

We Don’t Talk Anymore Cover Jungkook Jimin 

The Strokes - Slow animals

Yoongi ‘Agust D’ — The Last

BTS - Butterfly

Pianos Become The Teeth - Hiding

‘I still think about who I was last summer’ - Old Gray

‘Me’ - The 1975

Issues - Slow Me Down

Bullet For My Valentine - “Don’t need you”

in love with a ghost | flowers feat. nori

Attila - About That Life

Stuck In The Sound - Let’s Go

in love with a ghost | sorry for not answering the phone, i’m too busy trying to fly away

CONCORDE - Sons

idfc - blackbear

drugs - eden 

do re mi - blackbear

Offonoff - Photograph

B-Jyun - cHaNgE

Lido - i love you 

Lido - Lost

Olivia O'Brien - Empty

KREAM (크림) - Talking to the Moon

BEVY MACO - So Faded

KILLA SEASON - CHYNNA MANE

JOULE$ x DXCT - Pataphysics

Tag Shai - Change That

Actavis - BLOKKA $OLO x TRAP DYLAN x CHYNNA MANE x DEUCA x DEATH BEAR

BLOKKA $OLO - Murda1999

$UICIDEBOY$ - PARIS

Phora - Fake Smiles

Sik-K - What The Hell

Te diría - los piojos 

Post Malone - Too Young

SOHN - Signal

Chelou - Halfway to Nowhere

Lil Lotus - Scared To Die

The Chainsmokers - Roses

Magic Potion - Deep Web 

adore1996 - untitled

Ases Falsos - Niña por favor

Bedroom - In My Head

lil yuri - i dnt_wna die

VELVETEARS - Will I Ever Care

GRXGVR - RUBY RUBY

Voyage - el pasaje vol.4

Cigarettes After Sex - Apocalypse

Sik-K - What The Hell

Raury - CPU

YG - My Nigga

Wiz Khalifa - We Dem Boyz

Nas - Nas Is Like

Flema(플레마) - Forever Young

Black Coast - TRNDSTTR

Keaton Henson - Lying To You

B JYUN - I MEt THiS BOY

MULEKID - Plattsburgh, NY

Mark Redito - 3am Apologies

OLIVIA O'BRIEN - COMPLICATED

Sui Generis - Fabricante de Mentiras

Olivia O'Brien - Find What You’re Looking For

PLAYBOI CARTI X UNOTHEACTIVIST - WHAT

Key!-Ghost ft Playboi carti

Eskorbuto - Anti todo

MELIAN - El Síndrome Estocolmo

Syd Matters - Obstacles

Blackout - Muse

declan mckenna the kids don’t wanna come home

WHY - Owol

La casada - Las pastillas del abuelo

Neck Deep - Can’t Kick Up The Roots

The Amity Affliction - Pittsburgh

O.M.G.I.M.Y - The Amity Affliction

Kings Of Leon - Find me

NAHUE MC x ECKO x NOBEWAN - FIRE BARS

Despierta - La Perra Que Los Pario

OMORI - Pure Imagination

Polarize - Twenty One Pilots

Eden - xo 

since i’ve been loving you led zeppelin

drown limp bizkit

Arbol de la vida - Viejas locas

weak when ur around - blackbear

Intoxicados - Felicidad, depresion 

No llora - el cuarteto de nos

Y BUENO YA CORTÉ, pero si queres más al privado. ahre

Oh My My

Pairing: Avengers x fem!Reader

Word Count: 1500

Warnings: Still kinda lame, bad pickup lines (that I did not come up with), bad language, sexual innuendos, my writing

(A/N): My friend requested a second, more dirty, part. So, yeah…hope you´re happy. Kinda lamer than the first part, but whatever. And once again, if you see a pickup line/ dirty remark that belongs to you, please message me and I´ll gladly credit you. Enjoy.

Oh My

Summary: You thought you heard the last of me? Ha! Or: The Team attempts to cope with your You-ness.

Originally posted by models-in-motion-gifs

„Can you just…not…do that?“

Steve huffs impatiently, watching you turn and blink at him all too innocently.

“Do what, Captain? Admire the view?”

You gesture behind yourself, towards the small group of people that were currently being shoved into the back of a SHIELD van. Two young, handsome males and a beautiful, blonde female.

“They are terrorists, [Y/N]. Can you at least fake some professionalism?”

You shake your head with an amused smirk, your gaze lingering on him just long enough to see him reach out to massage his temple.

“What am I going to do with you?”

A laugh bubbles up at the back of throat and you turn, sending him a wink over your shoulder as you set into a casual stroll towards his motorcycle.

“My, Captain, I can think of a few things. Might need to stretch first though.”

His annoyed groan only serves to amuse you further, [E/C] meeting his cerulean blue ones just as he sweeps a hand over his slightly reddened face.

“I´m serious, [Y/N]. If you step out of line one more time-“

“You will give me a good spanking, got it, Captain.”

He buries his face in his hands with a shuddering sigh, the flush that spreads across his face delightfully bright.

And I can tell, today´s going to be a good day.


“How did you pull that off?”

Bruce´s disbelieving whisper drags a small chuckle out of you, your grip on his arm tightening insignificantly when he slowly leads you towards the emergency exit, flash-drive with the needed data safely stored in his jackets pocket.

“Like a wise person once said: If you can´t blow them away with your brilliance, baffle them with your bullshit.”

He snorts a laugh, opening the door for you once you´ve made sure that you could slip away undetected.

“You amaze me, [Y/N].”

“And we haven’t even slept together yet.”

You smile teasingly his way, easily slipping into the driver´s seat of your getaway car, while Bruce stands next to it for a few moments, shaking his head in a mixture of amusement and embarrassment.


You´ve had a lot of brilliant ideas in your life- a whole lot, but this, you decide, might just have been one of your very best.

“Please tell me I´m hallucinating…”

Tony´s disbelieving whisper drags a chuckle out of you, [E/C] sparkling in amusement as you push away from the set of suits that both Pepper and you have taken great pleasure in painting bright neon pink.

“Well, I am dreamy, but please do contain yourself, darling.”

He takes a shaky inhale, his eye twitching to the rhythm of his pulse. Or as doctor Cho would have put it, unhealthily fast.

“Don´t worry, it´s not waterproof”

You grin at him, reaching out to plant your lips to his cheek in an attempt to soothe his rattled nerves, before you lean back with a playful smirk on your lips.

“What do you say we get out of here, darling. To blow of some steam. Emphasis on the blow.”

He chokes on thin air, his eyes widening, and you take a picture, laughing at it and his truly priceless expression for the rest of your day-off.


“It´s beautiful”

You turn upon hearing Bucky´s voice, training your eyes onto the item the soldier was currently referring to.

It turned out to be Wanda´s new scarf, a fabric of gorgeous scarlet color that complimented both her powers and leather jacket lovely.

“Suits you”

Clint pipes up from across the room, sending you a quick look that almost begs you to say something also. Preferably something incredibly dirty. And who are you to disappoint?

“Indeed, it does. Maybe if you´re feeling a little frisky you´ll let me use it on you in more existing ways.”

She blushes and buries her face in her scarf, her cheeks as delightfully red as the fabric itself, while you merely take a calm sip of your tea and tone out Clint´s barking laughter.


You never failed to be pleased by Bucky´s delight at the simplest and most basest of things, one of the main reasons why you took to treating the Super Soldier to lunches and dinners every now and again, introducing him to various restaurants, bars and cafés while you were at it too.

“That was mind-blowing”

You grin up at him from behind your burger

“Not usually the circumstances I hear that, but I´ll take it.”

You narrowly dodge a fry that he throws your way, laughing at the small blush that tinted his cheeks as his creative imagination paved a way for, what you are sure, were some incredibly dirty thoughts and pictures.

“I hate you…”


“Wanna watch a movie?”

You smirk at Sam from behind the book that you were reading, teasingly raising a delicate brow.

“Why, Wilson, a little ´Netflix and Chill´ is always welcome”

He raises his own brows in slightly flustered disbelief, turning to Pietro for help only to receive a nonchalant shrug in return.

“Welcome to our world…”

You throw a book at the speedster, watching bemusedly as he calmly dodges it by craning his head to the right.

“Glad I´m flexible, right?”

“Certainly, although I´d love to find out just how flexible you can be, love.”

You treat him to a coy smirk and flirtatious chuckle, ruffling up his hair on your way to the elevator when you take notice of the color that set upon his cheeks.

“You coming or what, Wilson?”

“Me? Oh I-“

“Oh, I´m sure he already came!”

You laugh at Tony´s good natured jab, teasingly beckoning the flustered Sam to join you in the elevator with a wiggle of your index finger.


Patience, to most people´s surprise, had always been one of your strong suits, combined with the fact that you, not very unlike Natasha, were impeccable at stealth, it made you into a force to be reckoned with.

A force that Clint, just like HYDRA, learned to fear. For wholly different reasons.

“Boo”

A girlish shriek rips from his lips and you muster a self-satisfied smirk in return, watching him jump away from you, with clear amusement in your eyes.

“I hate you!”

He grips his chest for emphasis, wheezing and far from amused by your sudden and quite frankly startling appearance.

“Now that, darling, is where I beg to differ. I hold firm to the belief that I´m like walking heroin, very habit forming-“

“And it never ends well”

You chuckle at him and nod, offering him the basket of fries you brought along to share with the Archer.

“Now that this is out of the way, I figured you´d be hungry, after a jump like that.”

Nevertheless the withering look he gives you at the mention of his reaction to your sudden appearance, he takes the basket.

“To think you could be scared of lil´ol´me…”

“I wasn’t scared…”

And after swallowing, he quickly adds

“You´re not scary”

You merely grin at him, the flirtatious twinkle in your eyes unmissable and bright

“Well, in this case, rest assured, darling. I still have some tricks up my sleeve that can make you tremble- perhaps not in fear, but-“

You snort a laugh at him as he chokes on his fries and leave him to his demise, still coughing and red-faced.


“You know”

You crack your knuckles one by one, allowing your gaze to stray from her self-satisfied smirk and onto the heap of whimpering and unconscious HYDRA Agents before you.

“Shattering their bones is one thing, but shattering their bones, stepping on their manly pride and then laughing in their faces…”

You turn to give her a look of mock disappointment

“That´s just cruel”

“So, arrest me”

A teasing, lopsided grin is what it takes for Natasha to realize her mistake. Her green eyes flitting to where your hand is already reaching for your own pair of handcuffs.

“With utmost pleasure

“Don’t you dare”


You found Maria to be a person of utmost grace and intelligence. Someone who, despite being confined to her office for the better part of forever, still had no trouble slipping into the role of an active Agent if need be.

It´s unlike you, and if somebody were to point it out, you would most certainly deny it, but you admired that about her.

So, it came as no surprise to you when your eyes lingered on her frame for a moment longer than they needed to be, watching profanities leave her lips in an enraging volume if only to convince the target that she was truly offended.

Out of the corner of your eye, you catch Natasha´s gaze on you, her own green eyes twinkling in amusement as she watched your lips curl upwards at Maria´s impeccable performance.

“Penny for your thoughts?”

Her voice reaches you over the com

“I´d love to make that woman scream for real”

It takes you a moment to realize why Maria cracks for a split-second, a flush setting upon her cheeks.

“She left her com on”

Natasha informs you and not missing a beat, she adds a questioning

“You´ll never stop, will you?”

You merely shake your head, teasingly winking Maria´s way when she sends you a half-hearted glare over the target´s shoulder.

A good day indeed

Update!

Hey it’s mod Toffee here, and some of you are wondering why it was just me on that post and we’ll get to that later but first I have a few things to say!.

I’m gonna be flying solo on this blog for the foreseeable future and I want to apologise if my art doesn’t live up to the standard that it did before. I’m going to try my very best to give you guys the greatest art I can!!.  I hope I don’t disappoint you guys!. d( ・ω´・ )

I know you’ll miss Anette but i’ll miss her even MORE!!!! ༼ಢ_ಢ༽


Hello my lovelies bbys!, It’s Anette, I’m sorry I can’t work on the blog for now since i’ll be gone from the internet for a while (until summer is over to be more specific). I won’t be only on hiatus here but in my main blog too! I want to let you guys know that i’ll miss y'all a lot over the summer! And so my precious friend Toffee! I’ll miss collaborating with her! Be nice with her while I’m gone! and i’ll miss all my other friends too.  I’ll come back so don’t worry too much guys…let’s just hope I’m still a sane human being when I come back!

 Peace!

Smartass

Summary: You’re a pretty calculated person, that is until you meet the infamous Winter Soldier, who makes you lose your cool each time you see him. 

Word Count: 2271

Paring: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Warnings: language, because I have a potty mouth.

A/N: So this is my first time posting any of my crap here, which is why I’m a lil bit scared! I wrote this months ago, it’s one of my first pieces, so please excuse any typos/ grammar mistakes/ mistakes in general (English is not my first language). Feedback is very welcomed! I hope you enjoy! 

(gif is not mine)

Originally posted by mylastlove-mylastsong

Landing a job at Stark Labs was a dream come true. You had never even hoped for it to happen, but here you were, Chef of Engineering Section, with your own lab, a place to live in the Avengers Compound and most importantly, a space and tools to grow as an scientist.

You loved your job. Physics, Biology, Chemistry, Astronomy and Engineering- all of your favourite aspects of science combined into one position in one of the best labs in the world. It was like buying a mystery Mentos pack filled with all of your favourite flavors in it. You could swore that life was literally treating you all too well, which meant that soon enough it should all go to hell. Oh, how right you were.

The day you met the one and only, the infamous James Buchanan Barnes was the day when everything started to go to shit. And that was a very mild description of what was happening. You didn’t even know how you, a very calculated person, started turning into a hot mess every time this big bulk of muscles in a shape and form of Bucky Barnes was around you. But it was happening way too often and it had to stop.

“God dammit, god fucking dammit!” you muttered under your breath when you tried for the billionth of time to modify Tony’s suit. “You fucking piece of shit, little ball of fucking wires that are too fucking dumb to fucking work with me for fuck’s sake!”

“Language” Steve chuckled as he entered your lab.

“Don’t you fucking… Jesus, Captain, I’m so sorry…” you stood up, immediately starting to apologize for your dirty mouth. If you could point out one thing that you would love to change about yourself it would most definitely be your vocabulary. Keeping your cursing at bay when you were mad wasn’t exactly your forte.

“It’s Steve, Y/N, you should know that by now” he told you with a smile. “So I guess you have problems with fixing something?”

“Kinda. It’s just that Tony asked me to modify his suit, but this dumbass forgot to get me the right wires to increase durability of the system, so I have to work with what I got which is, well, nothing, so I’m pissed as hell, I mean, I’m just angry, because how am I supposed to work if I can’t?” you ranted, looking around for your screwdriver.

“So I guess it’s a wrong time to ask you for a favor?”

“Depends. What’s the deal? Something’s wrong with the shield?” you looked at him concerned. You fixed it 2 days before, what could possibly be damaged again?

“No, everything’s fine with me, but I think Bucky needs a checkup. His arm’s been weird lately, you know? I think he messed something up right after you fixed it after the mission and he doesn’t want to admit it.”

That stopped you in your tracks. Every checkup you had to do on Bucky was a dreadful experience for you in general, mostly because you had to remain professional while your brain was all over the place. Any additional meeting with the soldier was an unnecessary show of your clumsiness and very bad acting as you tried to hide your affection for the man. Steve couldn’t be serious.

“Oh” was all you managed to say.

“Yeah, I know, you’re overworked anyway, but it’s probably nothing and it won’t take long, I promise. Please, Y/N?” Rogers looked at you with puppy eyes.

“Y-yeah, sure, bring him in” you stuttered as you turned around from him pretending to be searching for something, while actually trying to hide the redness of your cheeks.

“Great, you’re seriously the best!” he exclaimed happily. “I’ll tell him, you were the one to ask for the checkup, so he won’t feel bad about it, okay?”

“Uh, um, I guess?”

“Fantastic! He’ll be here in a few, I hope” he winked at you and left you all alone again.

“The lord is testing me” you muttered as you fell onto your chair and started fixing the suit again.


“JESUS FUCKING CHRIST, ARE YOU EVEN UP THERE?!” you yelled as once again your attempt at modifying Tony’s suit turned into a failure. You’ve had enough; another try at it proved that you can’t make something so specific out of nothing.

Bucky chuckled at himself as he stood by the door frame, watching you. You were quite adorable when you were mad.

“You alright there?” he asked you with a smug smile, which made you froze. “I don’t want to interrupt your rant, but Steve told me you wanted to see me.”

“He did?” you felt your cheeks redden with embarrassment, Bucky’s presence making you forget all about your previous conversation with Rogers.

“For a checkup” Barnes clarified.

“Oh, alright” you let out a huge sigh. “Um, have a seat.”

You gathered all of your stuff in silence, trying to make yourself look like you knew what you were doing. Bucky silently looked around your messy lab, focusing on anything apart from you. To say that you made his heart race was an understatement. He was head over heels in love with you, yet you seem to never be interested in even talking to him. Each time he would come for a checkup, he felt like you never wanted him around you, which made his little heart ache every time.

“You don’t clean here much often, do you?” he joked, trying to lighten the mood.

“I didn’t have the time, sorry” you sheepishly apologized, hiding your yet again blossoming blush.

“It was a joke, Y/N. It’s your lab. Why would I care how it looks like?”

“Right” you face palmed yourself in your thoughts. “Shall we get started?”

“Go for it.”

You took a seat on a small stool that you always sat on when you did the checkup and carefully removed pieces of metal covering main electronics of Bucky’s arm. In a complete silence, you started testing the wires and checking the whole system until you found an error that Steve was concerned about.

“There you are” you said to yourself as you detected the damage and started fixing it by replacing a small metal strip.

After few finishing touches, you were done with the arm. You hadn’t even noticed that the whole time you had worked in silence, with furrowed brows and droplets of sweat covering your forehead, Bucky couldn’t tear his eyes off of you. What a beautiful and smart creature, he sighed in his thoughts, taking your presence in.

“Done. Should be as good as new” you told him as you started to put all the equipment back into the box.

“Thanks Y/N, you’re the best” he said with a smile and looked at you. “You have an eyelash on your…” he tried to reach for your cheek to wipe the small piece of hair off of your face, but his touch was so unexpected, that it made you fall off of your stool in the most ungracious way possible. Within seconds, you were lying flat on your ass in front of your crush. So much for keeping it cool.

“Oh my god, Y/N!” he immediately squatted to you, trying to help you get up.

“I’m fine, it’s nothing” you told him with a full on tomato red splashed on your face. How could you be such a clumsy idiot?!

“Did you hit your head? Should I call for help?” he asked looking more concerned each second.

“No, just go Bucky, just… leave me alone” you said getting up and turning away from him. You didn’t even notice that it hurt him a little, but he did as you asked, not wanting to upset you even more.

You huffed in pain as you was left alone. God, you were such an idiot. No way, he was ever going to feel the same way you felt about him.


“Maybe you should just ask her out” Steve told Bucky for what he felt like a hundredth of time since Bucky had confessed his crush on you to him.

“No way, don’t you see? She hates me!” he exclaimed, hitting the punch bag hard.

Steve rolled his eyes at his friend. He was getting tired of all of this.

“She doesn’t hate you.”

“Yeah right, like you would know!”

“Then at least talk to her at the party tonight. It won’t hurt, right? If she won’t want to, then will figure it out” he told Barnes.

“Alright, but if she hates me even more after this, then you’re screwed” Bucky threatened him.  

“I know, I know” he sighed and the men continued to train.


“Hey kid” Natasha greeted you few hours after that fatal incident with Bucky. You were now in your room, watching Netflix while being wrapped like a burrito in multiple blankets.

“Hey mom” you replied, causing the redhead to roll her eyes.

“So” she started, sitting on the edge of your bed. “Are you going to a party tonight?”

In that moment you noticed she was all glammed up. “What party?”

“Have you ever left this cage or lab at all?” she asked you irritated.

“No” you simply replied.

“Tony is hosting a party tonight, in the tower. So wear something nice and go downstairs” she ordered.

“I don’t want to” you whined.

“Why?”

“I’m planning on not seeing Bucky for few months after my spectacular fail.”

“Y/N please, stop acting like a baby” she rolled her eyes.

“Why do you care?”

“Because” she looked at you irritated.

“That’s not an answer” you fixed your eyes on the screen.

“What happened between you and Barnes?” she changed the subject.

“I fell on the floor…”

“That’s not that bad” she said, shrugging.

“…because he tried to touch me” you finished, your face flushing once again.

“Where?!” her eyes widened at the vision of him trying to get into your panties.

“Not there!” you hit her with a pillow. “He tried to remove an eyelash from my cheek.”

“That’s adorable” she smiled.

“That’s fucking humiliating!” you huffed, rolling your eyes.

“Then get wasted trying to forget about it and your crush on him” she stood up. “C’mon, it’ll be fun.”

“God I hate you” you muttered as you stood up and changed to go to the party in a decent state.


“I just think it’s kinda impossible, ya know? Like Asgard must be so much better than all of this lame ass shit on Earth” you slurred to Thor. After your non-stopping pleas, he put a little drop of his drink into your own and without a doubt, you had never been more wasted in your life.

“I’ll take you there one day, Lady Y/N” he smiled at your drunken state. “You’d love our astronomy tower.”

“Oh my God, you would show me it?! This is the best night of my life!” you exclaimed a little too loud with a little bit too much of hand gestures as you spilled your drink on your Star Wars shirt.

Bucky watched you from the distance, chuckling. You were too adorable. And beautiful. And perfect. And you really have to stop being so cringy, he ordered himself. He did find a bit of jealousy in him as Thor made you laugh more than he ever did. A race of thoughts ran through his head; did you like Thor? Was it because of his muscles? Or maybe you thought he was smarter than Bucky? Maybe he should dye his hair blond and try to braid it, maybe then you would like him?

“Y/N is so wasted” Nat interrupted his internal monologue when she and Steve approached Buck.

“She is” he replied, eyes glued to you.

“Go and talk to her” Steve ordered him, seeing his miserable state.            

“She is talking with Thor now.”

“Hey Thor, come here buddy!” Rogers yelled at the god and he left you alone, before saying his apologies.

“Not anymore, so move your ass over there” Nat gave a firm squeeze to his flesh arm.

“God, you annoy me both” he muttered and made his way to you, nervousness overtaking his body. “Hey Y/N, how are you?”

“Oh man, you look hella fine tonight!” you slurred, not realizing what exactly you were saying or more specifically, to who.

“Thanks” Bucky blushed a little. Was she serious?

“I mean, like damn, your ass looks great in those pants!” you winked at him. “Hey, do you have a girlfriend?”

“No, no I have not” he told you, being more and more curious. There is a chance!

“Well, I have a candidate” you exclaimed with a grin plastered across your face.

“Really?” he was hoping it was a little joke you planed and that maybe, maybe, you would tell him that you liked him too.

“Yeah, wanna know who I have on my brilliant mind, soldier?” you whispered.

“I do” he smiled at you.

“Natasha” you told him in the most conspiratorial tone.

His face fell at the sound of your words.

“Seriously, she told me. I mean, she didn’t but who wouldn’t want to be your girlfriend, right? You would be great together…” 

“Jesus Y/N, could you shut your goddamn mouth for one minute?” he told you before cupping your face and kissing you fiercely. At first you couldn’t react but after few seconds you started to reciprocate the kiss.

“I also have a candidate” he said as he pulled back, a new wave of confidence flowing through his body.

“Yeah? Who?” you mumbled, still in shock.

“You, you little smartass” he smiled before kissing you again.


Protective brothers

Word count: 1,327

Request - Hey could your maybe write a fic where the reader is the archangels little sister and maybe just lots of fluff and protective brothers (if you don’t wanna do it that’s ok)

A/N: I changed the request up a bit so that I could make it longer but it still had the basic concept of the reader being the archangel’s sister. <3 Also, by archangels I simply did Gabe and Lucifer because I’m absolute trash at writing the others and I made the reader like a lot younger compared to her brothers.

Swiping your angel blade quickly, your breath was panting as you once again attacked the hunter currently trying to kill you. He had managed to get the jump on you from behind as he gashed his way through your frail body, your grace slightly seeped its way throughout your wounds.

You let out a harsh scream as you accidentally let your guard down from being weak and the hunter had stabbed your shoulder. Blood covered your entire body and dripped down onto the floor. Suddenly, he tried again, lunging at your frail body but you quickly grasped onto his blade and drove it into his heart.

“I’m sorry,” you let out a slight sob before pulling your blade out of him, watching as blood trickled from his body and he fell onto the floor. Not long after, you joined him, your body collapsing as you reached a hand out onto the dirty floor to steady yourself.

Your mind raced as you looked down at the wounds which had covered your entire body and you knew that if you didn’t do something soon you would die. Suddenly, you shut your eyes tightly as you stood up on your shaking legs and began to try and locate your brothers, tracing them back to a place in Lebanon, Kansas.

Almost immediately after you had located them, you stretched out your trembling wings and flew to them, praying that you would make it in time.

As you materialized in what looked like a library, you felt your body go light headed and you once again collapsed onto the floor.

Instantly Sam and Dean shot out of that chairs, guns and blades in their hands as they took in the sight of a dying angel on their library floor. Confusion laced their faces as they wondered why you would come to the bunker of all places.

“What’s going on bo- Y/N?” Gabriel burst into the room.

Once his eyes laid on your pale body violently shaking on the ground he rushed over to you, collapsing on the floor beside you and pulling you into his arms shouting at Sam and Dean to get Lucifer.

“Shhh, hon, you’re gonna be okay,” Gabriel reassured you wiping away a stray hair from your face.

Not a second after Gabriel had said that, the door to the library shot open and in ran a worried looking Lucifer closely followed by Sam and Dean.

“Hey Y/N, It’s Luci. We’re gonna heal you up nice and good.” He spoke helping Gabriel lift you up onto the table to heal you. Sam and Dean looked at both of the archangels in shock as they tended to your wounds with worried looks on both of their faces.

You let out a slight whimper at the pain you felt when Gabriel pressed his fingers onto one of your wounds in order to heal them. Writhing around, the pain pushed its way throughout your entire body and you grasped tightly onto Lucifer’s hands until you could no longer feel any agony. You opened your eyes and looked up to see your brother’s faces staring right back down at you with concern. Your eyes drifted over to the left and saw two unfamiliar faces, taking a quick look at them you could instantly tell they were hunters so you let out a quick cry as you rushed off the table and hid behind Gabriel and Lucifer.

“Y/N, you don’t have to be scared of lil’ Deano and Sasquatch over here,” Gabriel said clicking his fingers and offering a piece of your favourite candy to you which, even though you were dying merely seconds ago, you accepted due to your incredible sweet tooth you had managed to get from hanging around with Gabe too much.

“Yes, and even if they do try to hurt you they’ll have an army of both angels and demons after them.” Lucifer threatened as his eyes narrowed towards the hunters standing awkwardly in the doorway.

“You okay Y/N/N?” Gabe asked, all of the laughter in his voice disappearing and being replaced by worry. He knew that what you were going through in that moment would have been a lot for you, all of your brothers and sisters knew how much you hated fighting and this was Gabriel’s indirect way of asking you what happened.

You sighed before walking to the sofa and sitting down on it, closely being followed by everyone else. Gabriel and Lucifer sat beside you and you moved to lay across them both. Your head in Lucifer’s lap as he played with your hair and Gabriel stroking his thumb across your leg to comfort you.

“I, I was in this dark, horrible room,” You began watching as both of Sam and Dean sat down opposite you, they gave each other a strange look before turning their attention back to you, “this, this guy just came out of nowhere. I had no clue what was going on and then he just swung his angel blade at me, trying relentlessly to attack me again and again, like he wasn’t going to stop until either of us were dead.”

“Who did this to you Y/N?” Lucifer’s voice was starting to get agitated and you could see his eyes slowly turn from their natural icy blue shade to a deeper red.

“He- he was a hunter. He said that if I died then you wouldn’t want to start the apocalypse because you would be too busy mourning my death”

After you had said that silence filled the room. Suddenly Lucifer stood up and began pacing back and forth, his eyes were now a dangerous shade of red as he ran his hand quickly through his hair to calm himself down.

“I did this. I put you in danger. I didn’t even want to start the apocalypse anymore, not after you told me not to,” Sam and Dean looked at one another with shock at what was taking place before them and the news they had just found out. Yes, they were a bit confused then they found out that Lucifer was not wanting to kill humanity suddenly anymore but they never questioned it, and now they knew why.

“Lucifer no!” You shouted knowing that in this moment of time he was blaming himself for what was happening, “None of this is your fault, it’s their fault, they don’t understand that you’ve changed and are trying to be better. Luci, I love you okay, don’t you dare blame yourself for this.”

Everyone in the room watched as Lucifer’s eyes slowly returned back to their normal colour and his breathing changed from a rapid panting to not being noticeable at all.

You tightly wrapped your arms around Lucifer’s waist and he placed his chin down on top of your head. You closed your eyes tightly shut as you pushed your face into Lucifer’s chest. Gabriel stood up and joined the hug, wrapping his arms around his brother and sister knowing that in that moment Y/N was bringing the family closer together. Although Lucifer and Gabriel may fight a lot, they both dearly loved Y/N and would do anything to make them happy.

“I love you Luci and Gabester.” You sighed with a happy smile on your face as they murmured back their I love you too’s.

Bonus

“Soo, Luci and Gabester, when are you gonna introduce us to Y/N?” Dean spoke standing up along with Sammy.

Lucifer and Gabriel simply pulled away from the hug and scowled at Dean.

“Call me that again and I will kill you,” Lucifer spoke seriously.

Dean looked over at Gabriel in hopes that he could maybe be allowed to say ‘Gabester’ every time he was in the bunker.

“Sorry Deano, but I’m with Luci on this one,” Gabe said earning him a scowl from Lucifer as well causing a little chuckle to escape from your lips at the weird messed up family you loved so much.

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