all i know is that he makes me happy

anonymous asked:

So hey, let's talk about how Dean immediately looks at Cas after Jack wakes him up and how his face softens at this sight. Aren't they cute?

YES.

I mean, Jack’s “It’s me, it’s me,” (which I keep meaning to write more about, because it lacks any clarification) doesn’t really bring Dean any comfort, you know? But then he sees Cas looking apologetic, and half-asleep, it’s probably like Dean getting hit with that shock/relief/surprise/happiness of getting Cas back all over again. Because remember, this is like ONE DAY LATER. He’s still in the *blinkblinkblink* reaction phase where Cas being back is still NEW.

And then seeing Cas there is just enough of a relief that he lets himself go all sleepy and gooey again, and “who’s gonna make me coffee?” and of course it’s probably Cas, because Cas is good at that now. :)

Misunderstandings ~ A Bucky x Reader Oneshot

A/N: Hi Hi Hi! Happy Saturday, lovelies! Okay, first of all, thank you all so so much for all of the love you guys have given On Your Right since I finished it! I”m honestly speechless. You’re all so lovely and amazing. 

So, on to the story. This one’s been kicking around in my drafts for a while and I finally edited it and I’m happy with it! I hope you enjoy it! 

Summary: Bucky’s been away for an extended mission. He overhears a conversation between you and Scott and he makes the wrong assumption. 

Rating: T for language 

Warnings: Some angst, discussions of pregnancy 

Pairings/Characters: Bucky x Reader, Scott Lang 

Word Count: 1474 


“Cassie made a paper chain to count down until the big day.”

“I know,” you chuckled. “She showed me yesterday. I can’t believe it’s only a month away.”

“She is so excited to have a playmate. You know she absolutely adores you. You’re going to be such a great mom, y/n.”

Scott pulled you into a quick hug and kissed the top of your head. Before you could respond, you heard glass smash in the kitchen and rushed to see what had happened.

You found the Winter Soldier frantically trying to sweep up the remnants from his glass.

“Bucky! You’re home!” you squealed excitedly and then noticed the trail of red he was leaving. “And you’re bleeding. Stop touching the glass and come here,” you demanded tugging him up by his metal arm. “Scott, do you mind cleaning this up?”

“Not at all,” he assured you, tossing you a clean dish towel before grabbing a broom from beside the fridge.

Bucky couldn’t stop his eyes from darting up and down your body while you wrapped the terry cloth around his hand.

“Come on. I’ve got sutures in my room.”

When he didn’t move, you put your hands on your shoulders and steered him down the hall to your room. Pushing him straight into the bathroom, you pulled his hand under the cold water to wash out any glass.

“So when did you get home?”

“This morning,” he mumbled, still watching you like he expected something to be out of place and it wasn’t.

“What happened with the glass?” you asked as you dried the cut and started placing butterfly stitches across his palm.

“Wasn’t paying attention. Squeezed too hard.”

When you had placed the last of the stitches you held his hand in both of yours and gently kissed his palm.

“All set.”

“Thanks, I should… um go.”  

He nearly made it to the door before you grabbed his metal hand. He could have easily pulled away but instead he let you pull him back towards you. You placed yourself between him and the door.

“I don’t even get a hug hello, Sarge? It’s been ten months of radio silence,” you remarked, sadly. You had missed him terribly. You two hadn’t officially gotten together before he left on his latest assignment, but you had shared several dates. Maybe they hadn’t gone as well as you thought they had.

He was still just staring at you. “Okay, why are you looking at me like I grew an extra set of arms since you’ve been gone?”

“Well didn’t you?” he demanded, suddenly irritated.

“Did you get hit in the head during your mission?”

He started to push past you but you shoved him with both hands as hard as you could so he fell back onto the bed. You pressed your advantage and climbed on top of him, straddling his waist and pinning his hands down.

“Get off of me,” he warned in a low growl.

“No, not until you tell me what the hell is wrong. You come home after almost a year, don’t say hello, and just keep staring at me like I’m an alien.”

“I don’t think the father of your child would be too happy if he saw us like this.”

He tried to carefully shove you off, but you locked your legs around his torso and gripped his wrists even tighter.

“The who of my what?” You sputtered.

“Scott. The guy you’re having children with. I heard you two. You’re having a kid in a month. Cassie’s gonna get a playmate,” he mocked.

As you processed what he said, you realized what your conversation with Scott had sounded like to an outsider. You couldn’t help but laugh at the absurdity.

“You think this is funny, y/n? How the hell are you not showing that you’re eight months pregnant?” he growled, frustrated.

You leaned forward so you were hovering over him.

“James Buchanan Barnes, you are an idiot.”

“I’m a what?”

“I’m not pregnant, Buck. Scott’s buying Cassie a puppy.”

His brow furrowed in confusion as he tried to make sense of your words.

“But he said you’re gonna be a great mom.”

“Yeah, someday. But not to his kid. He said that because I had the same kind of dog when I was her age so I’ve been teaching her how to take care of one. We really hit it off and he seems to think that means I’ll be a good mom.”

“Oh.”

“That’s all you’ve got?” You huffed, sitting up but remaining in his lap.

“I’m so sorry, y/n. I guess I just went a little crazy at the thought of you being with someone else.”

He sat up abruptly and you nearly toppled off of him, but his arms closed around you keeping you in place. He carefully repositioned you so you were straddling his legs instead of his waist so you were more stable.

“Thanks. Bucky, I thought I made it pretty clear that I wanted to be with you when we went out.”

“And then I left for ten months. I thought things had changed.”

You sighed, wanting to be mad at him but you couldn’t be when you saw the insecurity written all over his face.

“Buck, did you really think I would get together with Scott two months after I had been dating you?”

He shrugged refusing to look you in the eye. “We had gone out a few times but that didn’t mean we were… going steady.”

You smiled at the term.

“Bucky, look at me.”

When he refused you tilted his head back with a rough tug at his hair.

“Bucky, listen to me very carefully. My one and only virtue is patience. I waited three years for you to be ready to date – gladly, don’t get me wrong. And I would gladly wait another three years for our next date if that’s what you need. But I don’t know if we’ll work out if you think I’m gonna fuck the next guy I meet when you’re on an extended assignment.”

“That’s not what I thought,” he mumbled defensively.

“So what did you think?” You sighed.

He finally looked at you for the first time.

“I didn’t. That’s the problem. The thought of you as a mom kind of sent my brain into panic mode.”

Your stomach dropped a little at the admission and you scrambled off his lap.  

“Why? It’s not like there was any chance you could be the father,” you pointed out in a harsh tone.

He looked up at you in confusion, trying to piece together your sudden change in mood.

“I didn’t know you felt so strongly,” he said sadly. “But it makes sense. Why would you want to have kids with someone like me? I should go.”

You grabbed his arm as he moved to stand tugging him back yet again.

“Okay. Stop. I’m pretty sure we’ve started having two different conversations. Why wouldn’t I want to have kids with ‘someone like you’?”

“Because I’m a monster. Why would you want to?” He asked as if the answer were obvious.

Your heart broke for Bucky. He still hadn’t forgiven himself.

“Bucky, you aren’t a monster. You were forced to do those things. It wasn’t your fault. It was Hydra’s. You are an amazing, kind, wonderful man. That’s not what I meant when I said that.”

“Then what did you mean?”

“I meant that we hadn’t had sex yet so there was no way you could be the father. Not that I didn’t want you to be.”

He opened and closed his mouth several times before he just sighed.

“Why did the thought of me being pregnant make you panic?” You blurted out.

“Panic isn’t the right word… exactly.”

“So what is the right word? Exactly?”

“Heartbroken. I thought I had lost you because I had been too slow. I’ve seen you with Cassie and Clint’s kids and you glow when you’re with kids. Scott’s right, you’re going to be an amazing mother. And I was terrified of having to watch you have a happy family with some other guy when I want to give you those things. Even if I don’t deserve them. I didn’t know if I could stay and not be with you. Because I love you.”

You gasped at his admission and suddenly he found the floor to be profoundly interesting.

“Bucky,” you placed your hand on his cheek. “I love you too.”

“You do?” His eyes flew to yours.

“I do. I have for a long time.”

His smile lit up his whole face.

“How did I get so lucky?”

“I don’t know. But now that we’ve cleared up all of our misunderstandings, do I get a proper hello?”

He grinned and leaned down to kiss you.

“Hello, doll.”

“Welcome home, Bucky.”


A/N: Some fluffy Bucky who really just wants a family. Thanks again for all the love! Enjoy the weekend! 

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anonymous asked:

I have this weird thing with kpop idols - once there's a dating rumor, even if it's not my bias, I go bitter for a day. But then next day, I imagine myself into that girls place and all the things she and the idol might have been dealing with. So I go like - I'm just going to imagine it's me then it's fine. And that happens, and in the next 3 days I no longer care about said idol and just move on to another because I like EVERYONE xD

You know more people should think like you. I understand it’s sad seeing your fav with someone who isn’t you but… shouldn’t you worry about their happiness? If he’s/she’s happy then why go hate on the person who’s making that happening. Of course I’m not saying to like that person but at least leave them alone… they deserve it. It makes me so angry and sad when people don’t understand that if it were them, they of course would hate people being so mean to them and that.. they don’t put themselves in the gf/bf shoes and it just ughhhh idk. I’m upset now xD bye Xoxoxoxoxo, Ara~

fandoms-writer  asked:

Tony stark for the character thing

I LOVE TONY THANK YOU

favorite thing about them
over the years he’s had so much development and it makes me so happy to see that. from creating weapons to stopping, from being rejected by the avengers to running it, now mentoring peter…i love it all.

least favorite thing about them
he can be kinda a dick sometimes but thats ok. BUT THE FACT THAT SO MANY PEOPLE HATE ON HIM MAKES ME WANNA CRNUIFKBWUERJ

favorite line
besides the iconic “I am iron man” i die every time i hear “you know what keeps going through my head? Where is my sandwich?” And my sister and i say it to each other all the time.

brOTP
everyone i want him to have all the friends

OTP
pepperony

nOTP
peter x tony THATS JUST WRONG

random headcanon
at christmas time he donates so much, spoils as many kids that he can that can’t afford to be spoiled. it would be so great.

unpopular opinion
he is my favorite and i really really really dont want him to die

song i associate with them
hmm… right now its cheap sunglasses by rac mainly bc im working on a fic that is tony x reader with that song

favorite picture of them

send me a character! 

anonymous asked:

It's weird but Im thinking about Ryan accidentally going back in time and meeting a smol and soft Shane. Child Shane being the complete opposite of Adult Shane. He's quiet and shy and a bit of a crybaby. Ryan trying to find his way back to his own time while trying not to make contact with Shane because it would screw up everything but it's tough because he finds out Shane had a sad and tough childhood and he wants to protect baby Shane IDK MAN IM JUST FEELING SAD TODAY. lol

wow thanks omg.

ahhh, now i’m thinking about this. you know how Shane’s so funny? it’s cliche but the funniest people tend to be the saddest, so honestly it makes sense to me. what if there’s like a Thing that happened to Shane as a kid that really broke him, and then he decides to bury all his trauma for fear of the thing happening again and decides to instead be funny and happy on the outside. 

wow i hate this. thanks a lot anon! now im sad too :(

poor soft baby Shane, and Ryan From The Future having to like watch and wanting so badly to run over and comfort Shane or something but he Cant because it would screw everything up.

what if he’s in the past in a sort of like Learning A Lesson kind of way? I can’t imagine Ryan being really mean or anything, but maybe he says the Wrong Thing one time and feels really bad about it, but then he thinks like “whatever i dont need to apologize” or something, because of all the teasing Shane does at him hes like yeah its fine but actually Its Not. Idk how he gets to the past, like? a ghost? I dunno, but I like this idea….

wow let me just go cry in a corner or something bye

this post is already really long BUT I JUST THOUGHT OF SOMETHING. WHAT IF INSTEAD OF RYAN BEING MEAN, HES LIKE “ahh, no one would miss me if I left?” 

and its like an “its a wonderful life” situation and Ryan gets taken to like see what his friend’s lives were before him and he sees Sad Shane and he gets really emotional or something and he thinks about all the fun they have and he can’t imagine Shane of all people being sad and alone like that but he used to be. 

Or like the angel shows him real-time except without Ryan and Shane’s like dead or something, like he drank too much one night and crashed his car and died. What if it was a night where Ryan would have stopped him from driving or like asked him to stay over for his own safety or something? 

oh god now im really sad haha bye.

Jack...

Today when I watched Jack’s video on Far From Noise, I couldn’t help but feel so grateful. I was so happy that he played such a relaxing game, but on top of that, that game made its mark in my mind. It was such an amazing game and I was so glad that Jack was the person I got to watch play it. 

So I just wanted to say…Thanks Jack, for making me feel a whole lot better today. I wasn’t really haven’t all that good of a day, I was in kind of a funk and I didn’t feel like doing anything. Like always, I went to watch Jack’s new video and I didn’t think much of the game at first, but as I got more into the video I felt more relaxed and happy. And Jack’s message at the end to all of us was so sweet, it honestly made my day. It’s just so nice to know that he believes in us, it honestly almost made me cry a little (because I’m a baby! I cried like 5 times during The Last Guardian haha) but anyways, after that video my spirits were brought up and suddenly my day was a whole lot brighter. I had a different perspective of things and I’m just so glad that I took the time to watch that video.

Sorry I kept rambling, I just needed to share this… So thank you so much @therealjacksepticeye for making my day better *hugs* :3

🧡 HAPPY SATURDAY!!! 🧡

GOOD MORNING SWEET PEAS!! 🧡🧡🧡 omg i didn’t know there was an orange heart now hdhfdhdf it’s soc ute 🧡🧡🧡 how are u all doing!!! 🧡🧡🧡 i slept p well for the first time this week so i’m in a p good mood (and i also woke up early bc we have guests this weekend and i wanted 2 make sure the kitchen was nice and clean lol) 🧡🧡🧡

today i’m planning on going to a vintage book store in the city (idk if we’ll actually go bc my roomate isn’t awake yet lmfao) and to a donut shop?? and maybe hang out at the beach bc the weather is good today!! ☀️☀️☀️☀️☀️☀️ 

I HOPE YOU CUTIES ARE HAVING A FABULOUS MORNING/DAY/NIGHT!! 💫💞⭐🍯💫💞⭐🍯💫💞⭐🍯💫💞⭐🍯💫💞⭐🍯💫💞⭐🍯💫💞⭐🍯

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I HAVE THE BEST HUSBAND.

All other husbands have to step up their game.
I AM PUTTING YOU ALL ON NOTICE.

Because this is what Werepenguin just gave me. He saw the commission that the amazingly-sweet and wonderfully-talented @yliseryn did for me of Allura in my wedding dress, and this idea began to form in his mind.

And this? This isn’t just Allura in my wedding dress. It’s Shiro in Werepenguin’s suit & tie. That’s OUR cake with OUR cake topper. And then Louise, being the utter sweetheart she is, added the b&w images. And then Werepenguin asked her for color versions of THOSE.

And, on top of all of this, I now have a 20x30 METAL PRINT of that top image that I can hang in our home so everyone can see it. Because this is how happy the memory of our wedding day makes him, even 8 years out. (Well, almost 8 years; he gave this to me as an early anniversary present because he couldn’t stand to sit on it any longer.)

I cried when he gave it to me. I’m crying a bit now. I married the most wonderful man and he is absolutely the best thing in my life and if there’s anything that proves that it’s that I cannot come up with the words to describe how I feel.

@joshkeaton @thebestlaurenmontgomery @bext-k

“Hey, I’m on my way to your room for a nap.”
“Ok. Wait. Keith, are you parading with your ace blanket—again?”
“…Maybe. I’m eating ice cream, too. Can’t share that, but the blanket I can.”

So our resident proud ace boy was born on Asexual Awareness Week! <3 
Just let him have his nap on his birthday. This is Part 2 of this. Redbubble

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY, SAM WINCHESTER! 🎈 (Born May 2, 1983)

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this love is o u r s

3

Take this sinking boat and point it home. We’ve still got time.
Raise your hopeful voice, you have a choice. You’ll make it now.

I’m really glad Jack took that break

I don’t know about ye but I’ve noticed such a huge huge up in his energy and personality ever since he got back. His content since he got back has been on fire, and he’s been so energised and funny- not that he hasn’t been all along, of course!! It’s just I’ve noticed that he really seems extra happy and bouncy and energised ever since getting back and taking that short break. It genuinely makes me happy :)

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hoseok birthday bonanza!

day 06 - dancing

i think one of the most inspirational things daniel howell has done has been finding out who he truly is and embracing it fully. if you go back and watch videos of him a couple years ago compared to today, there’s a huge change in the way he acts: the way he speaks, how he holds himself, even the way that he smiles or laughs. we all know that dan and phil are a dynamic duo of sort, but they both have individual struggles that they are going through and seeing dan crush his and rise up more beautiful than ever is something that makes me so happy for him

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Don’t wishes resemble Geass? Asking someone for something you can’t achieve by yourself. I’m under the effect of a Geass called people’s wish.

                                          For the sake of the world’s future,
                                  all you have to do is to erase my existence 
                                       and put an end to this chain of hatred.

Happy birthday, Sora @akahshi​ ❤

So I sent Andy Muschietti an instagram message asking for an IT netflix spin-off and he actually answered me

Ok so yesterday my friend and I were rambling on how bad we wanted an IT spin off, like a Losers Club series, because we need to see more of the characters played by this actors who we all love so much.

And eventually the conversation ended up with me signing a change.org petition for the spin-off, and sending a letter to netflix and to Andy. Little did i know i would wake up the next day with an answer from the movie’s director.

The message talked about how happy the spin-off would make us the fans and honestly what a great inversion it would be. I think he may have sympathized with me because i’m argentinian??? (Fun fact: he’s argentinian) and that’s why he answered???? But the point is he said this:

Translation: “Ha, thanks. I proposed the Losers Club spin-off idea to everyone like a year ago. So who knows, maybe…”

I’m happy and shook as hell, and he got my hopes up, so i hope i’m getting up yours. I mean Andy Muschietti is on our side.

Let’s keep fighting for the spin-off we deserve.

(Here you have the petition link in case you wanna sign https://www.change.org/p/netflix-we-need-a-spin-off-from-it-movie-2017?utm_medium=email&utm_source=petition_signer_receipt&utm_campaign=triggered&share_context=signature_receipt&recruiter=815520964&j=159772&sfmc_sub=563554370&l=32_HTML&u=29997343&mid=7233052&jb=168929)

i’ve seen posts talking about how this man with coran

isn’t alfor, but a husband. now, stay with me


we know coran and lance are really good friends, right? and coran already tried to cheer him up when he was homesick. now, what if this — the knowledge of coran’s husband - is what starts lance’s bisexuality arc?


they’re all chilling and one of them asks coran if he had a wife, back in altea 10,000 years ago, and coran is more than happy to answer ‘a wife? no! but i had a lovely husband’ and tells some crazy coran-like stories from their adventures, and while everyone is enjoying, the camera focus on lance’s longing expression, and then he looks down, saddened


later, lance goes to coran to ask him for more stories and asks if back in altea it was unusual, two men together; coran notices his puzzled expression but says nothing, so he happily obliges and tell him some stories (maybe flashbacks?!) and he doesn’t know what lance meant by unusual, since in every planet he’s been, it wasn’t unusual, even mentions some alien races. lance hears everything with a smile on his lips, and when he’s about to leave, coran calls him out and says ‘i don’t know how it is in your planet, but know that we will love you regardless anything, right?’ and lance nods happily and leaves.

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Mark is bad at games 😂😂 but he’s good at eating jellies🍬🍬 

msdistress said: I saw that civilized werewolves being super competitive when it comes to other packs, and now I can only imagine an AU where (adult) Stiles and Scott are renting a house together, and Derek moves in the same area. And while the McCall pack and the entire Hale pack (Talia, Laura, etc.) are on civilized terms, Scott and Derek just can’t help themselves. And maybe a part of the showing off is actually a way to impress (court) Stiles, as in “My lawn ornaments are much nicer than his!”

So this is kind of that, but kind of not? This is pretty silly :) Happy Halloween!


“You’re not dead,” Stiles says as Scott bangs open the door and shucks off his shoes in the next movement. They hit the wall and then bounce into an ungainly pile in the middle of the hallway that Liam will no doubt trip over when he gets home.

“Nope,” Scott says. He looks confused by that part.

“So… That’s good?” Stiles has pumpkin guts all over his hands, but offers Scott a fist bump anyway.

Scott follows Stiles back into the kitchen and then plops down across from Stiles’s half-finished jack-o-lanterns at the counter. He’s a couple weeks early, but Halloween has to be taken seriously. These are practice pumpkins.

Scott says, “It was weird. I think they’re all models. They force-fed me pie.”

Stiles arches a skeptical eyebrow.

“I mean, the pie was great,” Scott says, face screwed up. “I think they were happy I ate the whole thing?”

Werewolf metabolism, Stiles thinks sourly. He’s getting to that age where he has to watch his beer and pizza intake. It sucks. He says, “I’ll make them brownies,” and then apparently it becomes a thing.

*

Stiles doesn’t know if the Hale pack are actually all models, but they’re definitely taking the supernaturally hot thing to a whole other level.

Scott’s betas are reasonably attractive, sure, but Liam’s the size of a cave troll and Mason’s on this whole hippie-chic kick that makes him look like a train hobo.

Stiles holds out the plate of brownies and tries not to stare at Erica’s boobs. Boyd has the bulging chest of a roman gladiator and Stiles could cut his hands on Isaac’s cheekbones, it’s insane.

Stiles says, “Nice to meet you guys,” and Erica’s lip curls up and her hands hover around the plastic-wrapped plate like it’s made of poison and-or possibly oatmeal. He waggles the plate back and forth. “Promise they’re wolfsbane free.”

And then Jackson fucking Whittmore comes swanning down the staircase and Stiles says, “You’ve got to be shitting me. Jackson?”

“Stilinski,” Jackson says with a scowl.

“Lydia told us you got eaten by a giant lizard.”

Jackson scowls harder. “Fuck off.”

Stiles would like to say that the addition of Jackson makes the pack less appealing, but despite having the personality of a canned ham, Jackson still looks like he was carved out of marble. Balls.

And then someone says, “Do I smell chocolate?” from behind Stiles and he definitely does not jump three feet into the air, but it’s a close call.

He flinches and spins around and says, “Fuck my life.”

The hottest mountain man Stiles has ever seen is frowning at him and Stiles wants to bury his entire body in his beard. He wants to weasel his way under that soft-looking Henley and lick his collarbones. Stiles is ninety-nine percent sure this is Alpha Derek Hale, even though Scott had failed to prepare him for the way Derek’s eyes are eating Stiles’s soul.

Stiles wordlessly holds out the plate of brownies.

Derek takes them with a resigned silence. No one else is saying anything either, and the back of Stiles’s neck is starting to prickle with unease. Are they going to eat him now? They’d moved into town so Liam and Mason could go to the local college, expecting some kind of resistance, territorial posturing, possible brawl for dominance, but Scott had been tirelessly optimistic—even more so since the pie eating thing.

Stiles slinks around Derek, hands up. He says, “I’ll just, uh… leave now,” and backs down the sidewalk so he can see any kind of attack coming. He’s got a taser in his back pocket and he’s not afraid to use it.

The Hale pack all watch him with narrow, calculating eyes and Jackson gives him the finger.

Stiles thinks that if this is the way they react to brownies, he’s going to bake them a motherfucking cake.

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