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Rotten Judgement - part 2

AU!Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: Hercules!AU After selling your soul to save your lover’s life, you become one of the Lord of the Underworld’s slave. Bucky is obsessed with one thing: collecting hearts. But why?

Word Count:1,630

Warnings: Language, Angst, Slaves, Demonic creatures, Mythology , Attempt Assault 

A/N: Seriously guys, thank you so much for the nice feedback. I hope I tagged everyone, sorry if I didn’t :/ (As usual some quotes from the movie)

“I know who you work for,” Brock Rumlow, notorious human trash bag, hissed as he pinned you with the weight of his body against a brick wall.

He put his big, calloused hand around your throat and tightened his grip until you were gasping for air. You tried to pull yourself free, but your hands were trapped behind your back. He was breathing so close to your face that you could feel his clammy breath on your skin.

In hindsight, you should have known that Rumlow wasn’t going to be easy an easy target. He was a murderer and a thief, he probably didn’t even have a heart. Your targets were usually old people or horny men, this was a first and you couldn’t understand why Bucky needed his heart. It was most likely all black and corrupted.

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I Will Take Care Of You

Summary: Like I say ti @amrita31199 this is one where Steve gets a massage and his dick sucked. 

Words: 2647

Paring: Steve x Reader

Warnings: smut (oral and penetrative sex) and loats of fuffly

You wake up alone in bed, again it’s the third time this has happened this week.

Steve came back from a mission a few days ago, he was tired and needed a rest but nobody was allowing him to do so. Between mission reports to fill in, training and meetings he didn’t have much time for himself.

You hated that he didn’t take this time to process things, that his idea of self-care was to run a marathon and destroy punching bags. You hated that he barely slept or ate in this last few days because he doesn’t consider it a priority. You just want him to be happy.

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sebastian stan is appreciated yet underappreciated at the same time. he’s pretty but he’s also this really good, interesting person. 

this panel has so many good moments [x] such as:

  • had to stop speaking because he couldn’t stop staring at this dog.
  • remembers taking a picture with someone 
  • “when you’re given a platform you have to do something about have to expand beyond your own personal goals.”
  • “i never really thought in a million years that this character or these stories or something, you know, to have someone, who, just reached out to me and said you know, ‘thank you for recognizing something or i’m related to this’ is probably the most gratifying experience out of this whole process.”
  • “the task for me would be to be more involved and see where I can help…even if it’s just, I don’t know, putting a smile on someone’s face, or answering some questions or you know, making someone feel better.”
  • “i’m awkward, I get nervous nervous, I get panic attacks, I get crazy, you know, whatever, depression.”
  • “my job is always to remain as honest as I can and to just, i don’t know, help in some way.”
  • goes on this whole thing about trying to focus on what he can control v what he can’t control, how that helps him to be a happier, better person.
  • “one of my goals in life is to really embrace struggle.”
  • “it’s important to kinda take in and be really grateful about sort of what’s happening, which i always remind myself, no matter what, and i really, really am.”

this video is in romanian w/ english subtitles, so all info is from there [x]

  • “i was very lucky, i tend to forget this. when i was 22 or 23 years old i wasn’t thinking about what it meant to her after the revolution came, to decide to go elsewhere for a better life.” on his mother, the sacrifices she made, and better understanding now that he’s older.
  • “after my grandma died, to be honest, it was difficult for me to go back there cause i had to go to the cemetery, to live that moment again, and face what happened with her. it was a very delicate situation for me.”
  • “when i saw that car driving fast with that flag with the hole in the middle, I felt like… i always remember something major, important was happening.” on the revolution when he was a kid.
  • “when i was watching it (a video of Ceausescu) i felt something so…i mean, i remember like the memories were there in my muscles. i felt like a knife went through me when i heard that voice it felt to me like it was yesterday.” 
  • “the thing that i feel changed most was a deeper sense of responsibility.” on being asked if fame changed him.
  • his parents are what keep his interest in romania alive, and are the reasons he can still speak the language.

here’s another panel [x]

  • remembers more fans. 
  • “the rough patches that you may going through are sort of, also, these great gifts that you can kind of rise from.”
  • paraphrasing but: we’re all capable of rising from difficult moments in our lives to get somewhere. 
  • “it’s the company you keep. people you surround yourself are extensions of you, that’s how i always feel..and i was lucky to have good influences.”
  • gives a fan a hug.
  • space nerd who exposes his knowledge and would live on the moon.

Bonus things: 

  • i think it’s important to remind the people we love why we love them or how they’ve touched us. i mean, i guess if it wasn’t for my mom i could probably be, not even in america right now. [x]
  • "embrace your differences and the qualities about you that you think are weird. eventually they’re going to be the only things separating you from everyone else.” [x]

anonymous asked:

Is it canon that Lena actually hates aliens? I've seen that tossed around in a couple of recaps and I never got the vibe that she hated aliens at all. Apprehensive of them and their potential powers, sure. But hating them seems strongly like other the other Luthors that she's trying to distance herself from. That and she doesn't want to be judged so how could she justify judging the entire alien population, excluding Supergirl?

Well let’s start off by tackling whether or not being “Apprehensive of them and their potential powers” is just common sense… or if it’s xenophobia.

Because I think you’re right about Lena not “hating” aliens, but she certainly fears them.

Now, the situation in the show was clearly intended as a direct parallel to the immigration narrative going on in the states currently, but it has complicated the politics of the show from it’s intended mirroring of reality, because forcing muslims to tell you their religion for ‘your protection’ is obviously wrong, but if they had powers?

And it’s true that many aliens have great abilities that humans do not have, that could easily hurt people. 

(Who knows what the percentage is, as most of the aliens we encounter on the show cause problems by necessity of the plot, but we know that aliens who can harm and who do harm exist.)

…But in America, people are also legally allowed to carry concealed weapons.

Someone could pull out a gun and kill you in a second. Or a knife. Another could be a black belt and easily able to over power you without a weapon. Maybe another knows ten ways to kill you right now because they’re obsessed with some edgy™ documentaries.

Who knows?

The people all around us have capabilities to harm us that we cannot see or know.

That, in reality, we rarely even think about.

But when it comes to people that look or behave differently from us it’s suddenly our biggest concern.

Essentially, there’s an issue when we start identifying those who have the capacity to harm us with those who are “other” than us.

Because Johnny Whiteman down the street owns a rifle and that’s his business but Xoun’gof’s skin turns purple and get’s spikey when he eats something he likes so we’re gonna have to know everything about that right away.

I mean… it’s pretty safe to assume that if you need a device that tells you when someone is an alien, that you think of aliens as dangerous. 

And that’s like… pretty xenophobic. 

“But Aliens are dangerous! They have all these fantastical destructive powers!”

But that’s not what makes someone dangerous

What makes someone dangerous is not only ability, but the want to do harm.

So an alien could easily blow up a mall.

Lena could, too, probably. With her money and intellect and the circles that she has connections to, she could easily pull it off.

But are we afraid that she’s going to do that? Nah.

If she met another human who theoretically had that same capability, would she fear them? Probably not.

But if she met an alien who had that capability…

It’s about trust. And when you specifically don’t trust those who are foreign, it’s xenophobic. 

And the only reason Lena wants to know and wants others to know who is an alien and who isn’t (as demonstrated by her creation of the alien detection device) is because she doesn’t trust aliens specifically.

So… that’s xenophobic. 

Plus, there are some other things shown in the way she talks about her alien detection device that suggests a very… other-ing view on aliens.

“Not truly one of them” suggests something different and darker than “has abilities humans don’t have.”

Pictured: Kara looking at a device that would reveal she “isn’t actually one of them.”

And after she successfully passes Lena’s Human™ test:

And I don’t know about you guys but to me this reads differently than “Golly gee, someone almost found out that I’m Supergirl!”

This feels like “Someone almost found out I’m different.

And it’s in response to Lena’s obvious belief that aliens are not only dangerous, but inherently not one of her kind.

Now, in the later couch scene, they bring it back around to just being about dangerous people and protecting yourself and drop the “not one of us” talk. And Kara is experiencing and giving into her own biases about other aliens at this point (which A. she Learns Is Wrong by the end of the episode and B. are based on her view of Daxamites, a view which turned out to be surprisingly valid considering they were literal slave owners…)

They also make it about Lena’s general distrust of people because of her experiences with Lex. 

But that doesn’t erase the shady language she used earlier, or the fact that she isn’t just acting like “some people are just bad”, she’s putting something out there specifically against aliens- even if Kara is in Empathy Mode™ and is trying to understand Lena’s point of view.

“But hating them seems strongly like other the other Luthors that she’s trying to distance herself from.”

This is very true. But at the beginning of the season, the only obvious Luthor Hate™ that Lena was trying to avoid was against the Supers.

In fact, when Lena tells Kara of the alien detection device, she goes as far as to say she’s doing it “for the good of the world”. 

So obviously she doesn’t see the issues with it (I mean, it literally could put aliens at physical risk because humans are scary and violent) or see how her view of aliens would then coincide with the rest of her family. 

And seeing as Lillian’s hatred of aliens surged when Superman imprisoned Lex and ‘drove him mad’ (gathered from Lillian mentioning what happened to Lex every time she did something evil against aliens), I wouldn’t be surprised if xenophobia was fairly new to the Luthors, or if it was just low-key enough for Lena to not realize what it was.

But weirdly luckily for Lena, Lillian got a lot more intense about her xenophobia.

Throughout the rest of the season, Lillian drew some very obvious lines between right and wrong regarding aliens.

Lillian became a danger to aliens, rather than the other way around. And Lillian’s knowledge of who was an alien (via the registry) was what allowed her to attack them.

Since Lena’s stance has been firmly against her mother at every turn, and since her mother’s actions mirror the ideas behind the device, it would follow that her evaluation of the alien detection device may have shifted.

But then there’s her reaction to Rhea being an alien, which was… not positive…

She read Rhea’s act of not revealing that she’s an alien to a virtual stranger as a betrayal which means she still thinks she has a right to the information and that she thinks the information is important for her to know.

But there’s also the factor of Lena feeling like she, personally needs to be trusted or they must think she’s like her mother, which Rhea ultimately played off of.

So because of Lena’s issues, it’s kind of like… a friend feeling betrayed that you didn’t tell them that you’re gay because they think that means you don’t trust them, vs someone expecting you to tell them that you’re gay when you first meet.

Neither are right, but the one is more a warped feeling of personal betrayal than a political view.

And when Lena realizes “oh, my mom would hate her for hiding that she’s an alien,” she reevaluates things.

Hell, she even calls Kara to ask her opinion, because she’s been shifting more and more to Kara’s worldview over the course of these months.

If Lillian where not to stray by the moral compass, then Kara is true north.

Now, by the end of it all, when Rhea turns out to have been lying to Lena, and when an alien race is threatening the planet, Lena still doesn’t side with her mother.

She sees these Daxamites as a specific threat and seeks to get rid of them, but she doesn’t denounce all aliens and knows even that there are non-evil Daxamites, Kara’s boyfriend.

So perhaps she’s working through any xenophobia her family trickled in as she grew up and overcoming even the more insidious and hidden parts of it. 

There’s a definite progression from the scene I picked apart above and the end of the season re: Lena’s relationship to aliens.

But there’s no way to know for sure until we again see how she views aliens she doesn’t know personally. Until we see if she thinks it’s more important to have humans know who is an alien than to keep aliens safe from persecution. Until we see how she reacts to Kara secretly being an alien.

My Husband’s Brother- Tommy Shelby/ John Shelby

Originally posted by bonniebird

(Both gifs by @bonniebird)

Request// A peaky Blinders imagine where the shelby’s father comes back and he assumes you’re married to john even though you’re with tommy because everyone always assumed you and john would end up together. And it brings conflict between the brothers.

*Did, I write this on my phone while I was busy at school? Definitely. Is it riddled with typos just because of this reason? Of course not. Hope you enjoy! xoxox*

“Tommy,” you whispered to him in giggles, brushing your fingers through his hair, “We’ve got to get up.”

“Says who,” he grumbled out against your stomach, placing a kiss on the small bump that had begun to show behind your nightgown.

“Says me. We’ve got a family meeting at noon and Polly’ll have your head if we’re late.”

“It’s probably just about Billy Kimber, and that will be taken care of soon enough.” Tommy rose from the bed in all his naked glory, and you couldn’t help but blush when remembering the night before and recalling every inch of his body that you held to memory.

“I don’t know, Tommy. I’ve… I’ve just got this feeling. Something is happening, and it won’t be good for any of us.”

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Fandom: Marvel’s Avengers

Summary: Snippets of Y/N and Steve, starting with the first time they meet.

Words: 3,146

Paring/Characters: StevexReader, Tony, Natasha, Sam, and Bucky.

Warning: None?

Author’s Note: So, I wrote this because inspiration struck and somehow I got carried away. I’ve kind of gotten into this short snippet thing since I’ve been short on time. I’d love to hear what you all think.

Originally posted by steviebarnesrogers

“Hi,” he greeted firmly, his voice deep and strong with a certain heaviness. His lips parted into a small, but still dazzling, smile. You could tell even then that didn’t happen often, that Steve Rogers kept focused. Yet, a funny thing happened, almost imperceptible to the untrained eye, his seriousness faltered as you looked back at him. For just a moment his eyes relaxed as they looked back at you.

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I am by no means a rich man. If personal wealth was measured in mountains, mine would be an anthill in a giant sinkhole. Yet I take vacations abroad two times a year, and occasionally find time to relax with little to no regard for adult responsibilities like deadlines or pants. This is not because of my crippling habit of robbing at least two banks every 12 months (or, uh, at least not just because of that). It’s because my supervillain lair is located in Europe, and in my country, my main employer is required to provide me with a cool 30 days of paid vacation time per year. (Also, it’s Europe – you can’t spit without hitting another country here, so it’s not like the trips abroad are a Herculean fiscal task.)

This is a luxury that you may or may not share, depending on how cool your workplace is. America is famously not too into the whole “mandatory paid vacation time” thing, so it’s entirely up to your employer whether they want to provide you with some. More likely, they’ll start snort-laughing and pelting you with rancid mayonnaise as soon as you raise the subject during your employee orientation.

Pick literally any year from the United States’ modern history and read some news from the era. Just … any year. Now, ask yourself: Is this not a country that would benefit from a few weeks of annual chillin’? Even your news media could really use the break. For the few glorious summer weeks when the whole country is in off mode, we mostly get calm, soothing news about badgers and shit unless something particularly pressing happens.

5 Laws Foreign Countries Got Right (That We Need In America)

HetaTube: Twin Horror!
  • America: hiya guys, A here!
  • Canada: C, here~ And we're...
  • America and Canada: the NA Bros!!
  • America: Today we've dived into a spooky, scary horror game map, where we're going to solve some scary mysteries and puzzles to get out of... where are we again?
  • Canada: a spooky mansion, apparently. In England.
  • America: oh lol, hope the food won't be the one haunting us.
  • Canada: Are you prepared, A? You know how you are with these things-
  • America: hahaha, what are you talking about, bro? I'm the hero; brave and daring! Nothing will scare me- gyah!
  • Canada: we haven't even entered the house.
  • America: b-but something moved!
  • Canada: that's my player model. Come on A, move yours.
  • America: f-f-fine I'll move- KYAAAH! W-W-What was that sound???
  • Canada: probably the ghost that's supposed to be chasing us. Oh, bro, could you pick up that book? I think it may be a clue!
  • America: s-sure thing... um... w-we gotta get out of this house as fast as we can, r-right? *pop-up with high-pitch screaming emerge* ... *faints*
  • Canada: ... I hope you're happy subscribers, now he's going to keep bugging me at night till the next decade.
10 Reasons Why You Will Call Me Woman OR Why Female Is Some Whack Shit

Female refers to any species coded XX in their chromosomes capable of populating this fine earth.
Newsflash: I am not my womb.
I don’t birth babies to your benefit.
I am more than a pussy, a set of titties, thick thighs and a fat ass.
This body is not for sale and damn sure not for your consumption.

A Female could be a cow.
Or a cat.
Or a fox.
Or a fucking blue whale.
There is a word for humans of the feminine persuasion.
Please tell me why y’all niggas so set against using it?

FEMALE strips me of my humanity.
Reduces me to object fit for your labor.
But not entitled to the same inalienable rights as you
Malcolm did say the most disrespected person in America is the Black woman.
We are now coming to collect back rent from the years of you living on ours.

We don’t ever hear y’all say [insert any race other than Black here] females.
You love your Kylie Jenners, JLo’s and foreign women
But let a Black girl speak up and she too ghetto
She too loud
She too angry
Her skin too dark and hair too nappy
I guess we all mongoloids now

Because y’all never say that shit in a positive light.
I mean NEVER.
If you wanna call me bitch, I’d rather you call me bitch.
Don’t try to be politically correct now nigga!

We don’t call y’all “males”
Grammatically speaking,
That shit sound like an abomination rolling of the tongue
And I promise you I spit nothing but inferno

Female implies sex and gender are the same.
You cannot conflate a social construct to biological basis.
Obey the spectrum and stay in ya lane.

FEMALE is not inclusive to trans, intersex, non-binary or any other identity apart of the aforementioned spectrum.
I keep my cisgender privilege in check.
I suggest you do the same.

I don’t give a fuck how comfortable calling me female makes you feel.
This isn’t about you.
This is about the inherent violence laced in your language.
This is about dog whistle politics.
This is about equity and real life feminism.

Allow me to draw you to the Black Feminist Thesaurus of Where You Had Me Fucked Up
Part of speech: noun
May or may not be female.
Motherfucking Goddess.


Address me the way I demand to be addressed
Or keep your words behind those dusty ass lips, boy.

this crown of thorns.


She never knew Jughead Jones. She would never know the man in that video, happy and carefree amidst all the death and war around them.

She knew Winter; a man who was fearless, feared. A man who was quiet and cold, almost a statue of a human being. She knew a man with enough demons and monsters to echo her own. She knew a man that stayed up all night, thoughts plagued with nightmares of deaths he wished he could forget. She didn’t know the war hero, she knew the asset; the man who brought war with him. She loved Winter. She didn’t love Jughead.

MARVEL AU. Some events were taken from CA:TWS. Betty = Black Widow. Archie = Captain America. Jughead = The Winter Soldier. Veronica is Hawkeye, Reggie is Iron Man, and Cheryl is Scarlet Witch although they’re only really mentioned, not key characters in the story. 

As of right now, this story is just a one shot. I could consider adding another part if anyone wants it, though.

Thank you to @bettydooper and @itstenafterfour for cheering me on with this fic. And thank you to @jaded-youth for helping me with the ending. You guys are too good to me. 

Jug speaks Russian in this fic so a few translations are (and don’t blame me if they aren’t entirely correct. I used Google, lol.):

Не стесняйтесь - Do not hesitate. 

мое сердце - My heart.

Вы мое сердце - You are my heart. 


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The Wedding- Alex Nylander

Originally posted by nylanderhoe

Ok so this one got away from me so sorry! But it’s adorable in my opinion, so I hope you guys like it! Enjoy!

Warning: none!

Anon Request: I love how much you write and post and everything !! Youre an amazing person❤️💛💚💙💜 could you do an imagine where you dated Alex nylander for a while but then he broke up with you and now you know youll be attending the same wedding so you take someone else as a date to make him jealous and then he pulls you a side to tell you that he wants You back? Sorry if its confusing 😂😘


              “You look hot” Willy said.

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anonymous asked:

Hello! I just wanted to ask something about feathers.. I found a feather right now and I don't know if I have to do something special to make it clean.. because of bacteria and so on.. could you help me?

I suggest Googling how to clean feathers, tbh, because I have no idea.

I would also suggest being aware of the laws in your area about owning feathers. In some places it is illegal to pick up feathers off the ground. Check out the [Migratory Bird Treaty Act] (US based site but it covers more than America).

Other than that, followers, any ideas?

Hired Help (Part 2) (Deadpool x reader)

Part 1

Language, obviously, because it’s Deadpool.

“Run, run, run,” Deadpool muttered under his breath, pushing you up off of him with a loud grunt so that you rolled right into the pile of shattered glass.  “I think I just saw someone!”

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The Warmth I Need

Pairing: Archie x Reader

Request: @that-one-greaser -Could i have an imagine with Archie, where it’s a snow day and you go over to his house and watch movies with lots of fluff and yeah :)))

Warnings: fluff


It was official: Winter had come. The second I woke up, I didn’t need to step outside to see the Winter Wonderland that was there. Just a glance outside and all I could see was whiteness for miles.

When I descended the stairs, I called out for my parents, but received silence in exchange. I strolled over to the refrigerator where a page from a notepad was stuck on with an old Riverdale town magnet. It was a note in my mother’s handwriting, telling me that she and my father were working through the weekend, so I would have to fend for myself.

I huffed at the note and turned away. There was no way I was going to stay in the house all by myself. I headed back up the stairs just in time to see my phone light up with a notification. Once I saw the name attached to the text message, I bit my lower lip and smiled. 

Now, I knew who I wanted to spend this cold, freezing day with.

Archie: Sooooo cold :’(

Y/N: I know, right? And I’m all out of hot chocolate :(

Archie: Oh, I have some over here, if you really want some.

Y/N: Is that an invitation?

Archie: Haha! Sure! I could use some company with watching the Captain America movies too, if you’re interested.

Y/N: Hot chocolate and Chris Evans? I’m so in! Be there soon. Get the cocoa ready.

Archie: Water is boiling as we speak.

It didn’t take me long to get ready. I decided to keep it simple since it’s so cold out. I ended up wearing a pair of violet leggings and an over-sized Doctor Who shirt. With a heavy jacket over it and warm shoes, I headed to take the familiar route to the Andrews’ residence.

As soon as I bounded up the front stairs, Archie flung open the door and ushered me inside. He took my jacket off for me and placed it on a coat hook. When I turned towards him, he pulled he to him and I wrapped my arms around his waist, taking in his homey, comforting scent.

When we separated, he said, “The hot chocolate is in the living room and the movie is already in the DVD player.”

“Awesome! Let’s get this thing started!” I announced as I gripped his hand, pulling him towards the couch.

Once we sunk into the cushions, Archie started the movie and handed me my mug of hot chocolate.

We were a few scenes in when I asked, “Hey, where’s your dad?”

“He’s at the site, trying to clear the snow so the guys can get back to work.”

I nodded and returned to the movie. It had been months since Archie and I had spent time alone like this; just the two of us. We were always accompanied by someone else, like Betty or Jughead. But this, now, is what I always wanted.

Having him so close, I decided to make the most of it. I put my mug on the coffee table and readjusted my seating. I moved so that I could lay my head on his lap. When he saw what I was doing, he made room for me. He lifted his arm so I could lay down better and when I tilted my head to the screen, he laid his arm over me, so that it hung across my stomach. 

We stayed like that for a moment before my neck started to get sore.Instead, I sat back up, but closer to him. It seemed like we were on the same page, because he raised his arm again so I could move closer to him. Now, I sat without any space in between us, and his arm hung around my shoulders. 

Instinctively, I raised my own hand up so that it touched us. Almost immediately, our fingers intertwined and I could hear his heartbeat increase. I was worried he could hear mine as well.

“Hey, Arch?” I offered.


“Who’s that guy?” I asked, referring to a new character that just entered the story.

“I…don’t know.”

“How could you not know? Your eyes are glued to the screen,” I replied, chuckling.

“I was thinking about something else and missed piece of the movie.”

“What were you thinking about?” I asked, tilting my head to look up at him.

He looked back at me and said, “Just…things." 

He continued to stare at me and I got that familiar feeling in my stomach; there was an energy that was passing between us in that stare.

Feeling brave, I push myself up and connect our lips. With his free hand, he cupped my cheek, brushing my cheek with his thumb. I place my hand on his chest, caressing him as I move up to his neck, bringing him closer to me. We continue to kiss until we had to break away for air.

When we broke away, we let out little giggles. We’ve always known that we liked each other, even if neither of us said anything.

"This movie just got a lot more interesting,” Archie says, blushing.

“Is it me or did it just get really hot in here?”

Archie chuckles and removes his arm from around me. I miss his warmth already but he leans down to give me a quick peck on the cheek. Then, it’s like we’re friends again, but we both know it’s so much more than that. 

He rushes towards me and starts tickling the areas only he knows that I have tickles. I squeal in raw delight as I lay flat on the couch and he hovers over me.He stops the tickle attack and squishes me as he lies behind me on the couch. He looks like he’s watching the movie as he pulls me towards him and holds me close to him with his arm around me. 

The warmth has returned and I’ve never been so grateful to have a snow day. I thank the fates for the harsh Winter weather; to feel him so close to me is enough to keep me warm for the rest of the season.

Chameleon [part 1]

Synopsis: [in construction]
Requested: not at all
Pairing: Bucky×Reader
Warnings: none so far


This is my first Marvel fanfiction. The storyline and the time are different, some characters weren’t supposed to be there, others are out… Hope you guys like it.
P.S.: You will start seeing more drama and action from chapter 3. Still, the first two chapters are very important.

You weren’t used to be around superheroes. You saw them on tv whenever the news had amateur’s footage of the Avengers’ act of justice around the country and even the world. It was the closest you got from an Avenger before, seeing them through a tv screen in some heroic situation.

But this time was different. You were right there, in front of the national idols, the role models for the kids and teenagers of America. You wanted to feel somehow amazed by that, maybe thankful to have the opportunity to be right there and then with them in the reunion’s room. But you didn’t. You were thinking too much and getting scared of what was to come, it was when Fury introduced you to the team.

“No more procrastination, this is Y/N and she is now one of us. One of you.”
Nobody seemed to understand how could anyone like you be any good to be an Avenger.

Your looks didn’t reveal much about you, there was nothing apparently ‘bizarre’ or heroic about you. You seemed just like a young woman, a regular civilian, nothing very special to be with them. But you were choosen by Nick Fury what made the team give you some respect even if they still didn’t know what were the goods you were bringing to their cause.

“Y/N is going to get a room on the 13th floor.” Your ‘mentor’ pronounced himself once again. “She is also going to train with your guys. For that, I already arrenged her schedule; I want her with you, agent Romanoff. I know you can have this responsibility in your hands.- Stark,” he called the genius that imediatly regretted being in this room if he only knew that Nick was going to ask anything.

“Let’s start working on some technology for our Y/N here.” Fury touched your shoulder in a caring way but never letting down his leader’s attitude.

“For that I’ll need to know what this teenager has to offer…” Tony Stark gave you a mean look, way too curious about your skills. You didn’t care about that, but the way he called you a teenager already built a wall between the two of you. You were no teenager, you were no little 'non harmful’ girl. They didn’t know anything about you. Maybe only Nick.

“I don’t need your technologies. I’ll be fine on my own skin.” Your words caught their attentions and Nick was happy to see what you got to say.

Natasha on the other hand wasn’t so pleased to know she would train you. Well, who were you in the first place? Agent Romanoff wouldn’t help anyone she didn’t know- but she had to, because she trusted Fury and all of the Avengers had this commitment with him. Trust. That’s what being a superhero was all about.

“Captain” the blue eyed man had a serious look towards the both of you, his perfect posture and clenched jaw were things you you took notice of. “May you show Y/N the accommodation is?”

The man nodded. You never thought in your entire life that you would have Captain America to show you around the Avengers’ accommodation while Tony Stark had a massive discussion with Nick Fury in the reunions room. It was comic to you, not so much to the other avengers.

“This is where we train. You’ll spend a lot of time in here with Natasha.” Steve’s serene voice was much better than his serious face from minutes ago. He was trying his best to embrace you in this whole new phase in your life even though all he knew about you was your name.

“Do you know how to throw a punch?” he asked somehow lightning up the mood. He was Captain America but he felt a little intimidated by your mysterious vibe. Who would even think of that? Surely not you.

“I prefer having a strategy, a plan, than to actually throw punchs. But if that’s what you want, I guess I’ll do my best to physically hurt someone.” your words.

Gosh, how scary you were for a girl that looked so angelical and saint. This wasn’t right to his eyes. Steve didn’t expect Fury to bring an amateur to the team, but neither he expected a strategist to join them. He thought you would be more of a physical fighter like everyone else.

Steve was wrong, everybody was wrong. They didn’t know you. You didn’t feel like you were anything like them, but someone completly original, authentic. There wasn’t anyone else like you out there, with the same powers, same life path…

How did you get there though? How did Nick find you? You were so well hidden from the world, from the big city, the villains, the criminals, the people like you and like Fury.

You shook your head before your thoughts turned into words and out of your mouth. Steve looked at you curious and concerned. He had a soft side that told him to take care of you. Nothing unusual for our Steve Rogers.

The captain led your way out of the gym. Both of you walked around the accomodation and he had all the patience to explain to you what every room was for. Sometimes he didn’t know what some of the doors would lead to, but he surely knew they were more of Bruce and Tony’s science labs.

“And this is your new room. I hope you like it. It’s not so fancy but has a nice view.” He pointed to the window where you could see the city from a very hgh level. New York, what a place.

“If you excuse me.” Rogers was making his way out of your room leaving you alone with the beautiful sunset.

After the door was closed, you let out a relieved sigh. This wasn’t going to be any easy. You didn’t feel like a superhero yourself, but you were making it for something important, for someone who trusted you, for your country and everybody else who was on the aim of getting hurt, killed…

You were an Avenger now, even if the other memebers still didn’t accept you completely. Although you felt Rogers having a positive first impression about you and this being important to gain the respect of the others, you knew that whenever they learned what were your 'superpowers’, things wouldn’t be so easy on you.

Dinner time.

Next: Part 2

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-Pearl Writer

Damn, she’s hot

Summery: You’ve been taken hostage and Bucky has a mission where your being held.

Word Count: 1,300+

Warnings: Themes of torture, death, guns, heights(idk if this is a trigger).

A/N: So this is my largest one shot so far, idea and proof reading from  @helllaellla AKA biggest cutie pie ever. Its kind of fluff, idk what it is really. *gif not mine. 

Key: Italics are Bucky’s thoughts. Speech with brackets are Russian (I don’t speak Russian and didn’t want to use google translate).

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The mission was simple. Get in the building, get the information and get out. No unnecessary deaths and all hostages saved. Since Bucky knew the complex he was obviously Fury’s first choice, but Steve and Natasha were on standby.

‘You ready, James?’ Natasha called out from the cockpit. Bucky looked down at the vast white of Siberia and sighed.

‘As ready as I’ll ever be, Natalia!’ He shouted back. He looked over his shoulder at Steve who offered him a hopeful smile.

Despite being a supersoldier and master assassin Bucky was afraid of heights (he did die falling of a moving train). But he knew the mission had to be completed and he was best equipped for it. So he swallowed his fear and jumped out of the jet that was circling his target.

‘Okay, Barnes. Wait to open your parachute, we don’t want them spotting you’ Bucky could hear Maria’s voice through his earpiece. Modern technology is amazing. ‘3-2-1. Now!’

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A Letter to the World

Dear World,

I can no longer say, “I am proud to be an American.” I want instead to say, “I’m sorry.” I didn’t do anything wrong, and yet I feel obligated to apologize. I feel guilty, ashamed, embarrassed, angry, and sick to my stomach. I do not proudly say that I am an American anymore.

Because this is how the leadership and bigoted minority of my country has made me feel.

For anyone watching the news lately and seeing the hatred, bigotry, violence, lies, racism, etc. that is going on in America right now, or for anyone listening to the disgraceful words of this man who is not my president, I want to set the record straight, for neither my chaotic and misguided government nor these sickening and immoral extremist groups speak for me. Only I can speak for myself, so I will.

I am a White, American woman, and:

  • This man is not my president. I did not vote for him. He does not speak for me or represent me in any way. His words and actions are an embarrassment and a disgrace to everything America stands for.
  • The America on TV right now, the hatred and violence and bigotry you are seeing and hearing, is not my America. It’s not the America I was raised to believe was possible, nor is it the one I still hope is possible.
  • I am against Nazis, White supremacists, White nationalists, and anti-Semites.
  • Black lives matter. Hispanic lives matter. Muslim lives matter. Jewish lives matter. Lives… matter.
  • Women’s rights matter.
  • Civil rights matter.
  • I support the LGBT+ community.
  • I support physically and mentally disabled individuals.
  • I believe in good, affordable health care for everyone.
  • The environment matters.
  • Peace, diplomacy, and avoiding war matter.
  • Science, truth, and knowledge matter.
  • Morality matters.

Please do not judge me or the multitudes of other Americans who feel as I do that they are watching the morals and values of their country be trampled upon by the words of this one man and the actions of a hate-filled minority. I and many other Americans are just as scared, angry, saddened, and disillusioned by these words and events as many of you around the world are. These hateful, ignorant, arrogant, and narrow-minded people do not represent us.

I refuse to believe that this is the new norm, the new American direction, or the way it will be from now on. I choose to believe that hope, love, morality, kindness, compassion, common sense, and responsibility will prevail. Hopefully sooner rather than later. Until then, I am sorry for the shining example America could be but is not. I’m sorry for the chaos, the madness, the tension, and the shameful, ludicrous behavior. I am sorry for the loss of integrity and morality. I’m just… so sorry.

This will change. I have to believe that. Don’t give up on the ones who are crying out for change in this country. There are a lot of us, and somehow, we’ll find a way to make our voices heard.

Thank you for reading. Stay safe, everyone. Stay hopeful.

Top Six Things People Misunderstood About Drake Bell

From someone who followed Drake from the beginning, here are the facts that people have either failed to look up or choose to ignore, because I am so tired of everyone shitting on Drake for things from a long time ago or isn’t true:

1. He’s Transphobic

Okay, I realized what he said about Caitlyn Jenner was rude, but he apologized and hasn’t mentioned it again. Caitlyn was hardly bothered by it, so I guess it’s safe to forgive and move on. Imagine if all the horrible stuff you said in the past came up and everyone kept a grudge on you for it. Also, some celebrities have done worse, including Caitlyn herself(she killed a man with a car and isn’t doing time for it, for crying out loud) yet everyone is saying we should forgive them. Why can’t we do the same for Drake?

Also, why not teach the damn guy on WHY he should accept Caitlyn or trans rights instead of just telling him to accept it, because not everyone gets it? Also, people tend to be thrown off more when you insult them. #eyeforaneye. I don’t understand some things and I’m respectful about it(by keeping my mouth shut and listening), but not everyone will be.

2. He’s a racist

Bitch, where? There’s literally no proof that he’s a racist. He’s always taking pictures with minorities and he supports everyone regardless of their background. Forgive him, if he’s not treating a certain race even more special than the other or that he doesn’t have black lives matter on his feed.

Also, with the whole Nightwing thing, I doubt he had any bad intentions when he auditioned for the role. Batman is his favourite superhero and I bet he wanted nothing more than be apart of the new film. And because his name Drake, I bet he found it punny to play a character with the name, Tim Drake. I bet he wasn’t thinking of the race or any of that source. So quit giving him hell for it.

3. He’s homophobic

Only proof of this is that he once retweeted a tweet that used the f-word in it, but he immediately unshared it and apologized, because he was uncomfortable with the word as well. It could have been one of those, retweet without actually reading it first thing, who knows? Otherwise, he’s always defended the LGBT+ community. He’s always the first celebrities I know to support anything related to pride. He even celebrated when LGBT+ rights went national and he also defended the gays whenever Beliebers attacked him for his sexuality by saying to not use gay as an insult.

4. He voted for Trump

Again, bitch, where? He posed with people who had the hat, so what? That really doesn’t mean anything. He may respect other people’s opinions, like we all should. Drake is also a full, American, grown adult. He can vote for whoever he wants. Last year was a shit show and both Trump and Clinton were poison for the country. I voted for Clinton, only because I thought she would be better than Trump and because I wanted a woman as a president. Some people didn’t think that was good enough. Some people voted for Trump simply because they had a better experience meeting the guy rather than they did with Clinton, should that not count more? Even then, Drake’s vote is the 1% of the population that didn’t count, because the electoral college had the final say. Or, did we all forget that Clinton had the majority votes? Also, quit ignoring the fact that not everyone who voted for Trump was a white, cis-het, male. Drake also follows Donald Trump on Instagram, but he also follows Bernie Sanders and Hilary Clinton. Check it out right now if you don’t believe me. I don’t know why. Maybe it was a bot, a celebrity thing, or he didn’t want to seem biased. Honestly, that’s none of our business. Drake also shared the ‘Make America Drake Again’ memes and the Hilary Duff meme, but I bet you that was just for laughter. Again, last year was a shit show, so Drake probably thought we could use the laughter. Also, not everyone who voted for Trump is a bad person, just like not everyone who voted for Clinton is a bad person.

5. Drake and Josh weren’t in contact in years

Earlier this year, Drake has done plenty of Instagram Live posts. In one of them, someone mentioned Josh and he admitted that he attempted to contact Josh, only to not get a response. What was Josh doing at that time? Filming videos for the internet with a guest star of their show and the ‘Cash Me Outside’ girl, who in that video WERE ALL USING DRAKE AND JOSH REFERENCES. I, too, would be hurt if I were Drake. Also, did we not forget all the times they were at the KCA after the show ended 9 years ago(10, if you exclude, ‘Merry Christmas Drake and Josh’)? That Drake used to say that they were always in contact and that they would always hang out, even after the show ended? Or when Josh made a surprise visit to Drake’s album party in 2014? Or that Drake guest starred in Josh’s show with John Stamos, ‘Grandfather’, last year? I don’t know about you, but that to me seems they were in good contact with each other until some time late last year or early this year. PLUS, this isn’t the first time Josh acted shitty towards his old co-workers. Drake was at the hospital with Amanda Bynes when she had her mental breakdown to make sure she was okay. Josh barely mentioned Amanda. And before you get on that Josh, too, may not had contact with her, neither did Drake or Nick Cannon or Lance Bass. But they all made an effort to make sure that she knew they had her back.

Also, earlier this year, Drake was doing the whole “where’s Walter?” thing and everyone participated in it, except for Josh and Miranda. Even the actors of Craig and Eric were in contact this year. In fact, everyone on the show has said that they wanted a reboot(except Miranda) and now that they had the opportunity to do so on Drake’s channel the 2/3 of the main actors that made the show, weren’t on it. I think that says a lot.

6. The Whole Justin Bieber Feud

Literally, that whole feud was spawned off of one tweet, “I wouldn’t bash @katyperry…Bieber however.” That is literally all that he said and hell broke loose. I understand Drake is an adult and he has the upper hand to control himself, but did we all think he wouldn’t be offended by death threats? Did we all forget that celebrities are literally humans as well and they have feelings? I promise you, if some Beliebers could have accepted the idea or just simply learned that not everyone is going to suck Justin’s toe, the whole thing would have ended with just that tweet. Drake didn’t want to go at it, because he said that in the past, he was concerned about his image and being a good role model to his youth, but because of beliebers’ constant attacks, that’s why the feud turned into a feud. At the same time, he could’ve apologized for that one tweet and moved on, but his choice. (I lowkey wouldn’t apologize to a bunch of terrible people saying terrible things about me, but I’m also the kind of person who wants to avoid conflict at all times, so I would). Now, I must admit Drake went overboard with the posts. I was really turned off with some of the things he said and at one point, it felt like it was way too long. Because it WAS way too long. Before the whole Bieber thing happened, Drake only made one comment about him during an interview. He never said he loved or hated Bieber, but he did give Bieber a head nod for not only getting a career off of YouTube, but maintaining the career as well. By 2012, I heard so much about Bieber I really wanted to get away from it all, but I couldn’t. There was no way. Everywhere I went I saw his face and/or heard his name. I only couldn’t care less, because to me, he was just another found crappy singer from Youtuber, who we would all forget by the next year. I literally found out about Bieber on the cover of a teeny bopper magazine that I found at Walmart. Some celebrities whose faces were on J-14 or something, usually never last long. I even thought ‘Baby’ or something, was a Miley song that I never heard of before. Clearly, I couldn’t be even more wrong. But anyway, my opinions about Bieber is for another post. Drake was supposed to be a safe haven, because I loved him. I loved the guy so much, I was obsessed. Why wouldn’t I? Before the feud, he really was just a quiet soul with a guitar. Though he was the hotter one from Drake and Josh, he wasn’t over exaggerated like the Jonas Brothers or Jesse McCartney was at the time. That’s why I loved Drake in the first place. He seemed really down to earth, so when I met him in 2011, I wasn’t too surprised. So by the time it was 2014, it literally felt like Drake’s Twitter was just a Justin Bieber gossip page. It was so annoying. I only witnessed it because it was Drake. I didn’t want to believe that he was a douche, but I did acknowledge that he was acting like one. I know he didn’t mean to come off as a bully, but his actions clearly showed off more than his intentions. I supported him defending himself from the Beliebers, but I didn’t support him spending his precious time, bullying little girls. I mean I am one of his fans, who wanted his attention as did many other Drakesters. Please tell me why did Drake give more attention to those who hated him than the ones who loved him and wanted nothing more than a tweet/retweet/like/follow from their favorite artist/actor? But after three long years, he cooled down. He stopped, only going after Beliebers occasionally when they went after him. Drake apologized and even covers Bieber’s songs from time to time. Now that the whole thing has died down, I can only see the occasional Justin fan saying hateful things to/about Drake, tagging him as if they didn’t have anything else to do. I guess this proves who “won” or who “wanted” the feud more. I hope that made sense. The point is there WAS a reason to the feud.

I’m not saying that Drake is an angel, because that’s honestly up to you. That’s your opinion, I can’t change that. But please don’t trash Drake without checking your sources first. I’ve met Drake and I loved every minute of it. I’m sorry that some of you have had a poor experience. I have no words for that, except my heart is with you. But I had a more than a positive experience with Drake, and I’d be more than honored if I ever have that opportunity again. I’ve followed Drake since seeing him on the Amanda Show, and I will continue to do so, regardless of what anyone says.

Also, no, I’m not a big fan of post-2012, Drake. But I also want to give him the benefit of a doubt, because I know the old Drake is there. But again, my opinion.

anonymous asked:

Hi! Could you recommend me any articles about minority or/and endangered languages? Thanks, and your blog is really lovely 💕

Hi :D

I usually read these kind of articles in Catalan, or sometimes in Spanish, since there’s quite a lot of material (in Catalan for obvious reasons, and in Spanish because it’s used by a lot of indigenous people from Latin America).

I can’t really think of any good articles about it in English right now. A good place to start would maybe be this article about minority languages in Europe, but also gives key points to understanding stateless nations and linguistic minority groups around the world. If you want something more general, maybe read Nations, States, and Stateless Nations from eurominority, which gives some useful definitions and examples from an objective point of view.

Maybe some of my followers want to recommend some good articles?

I will link some websites I read:

I hope you find this useful and sorry I couldn’t be more helpful.

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the parallel post for homecoming fucking kills a man

God, when he sees him trying, trying, trying, to pull the ferry back together. Sees webs strung from end to end he knows the webbing won’t hold, can already see it breaking. Even beyond the sound of the metal bending and breaking he can hear the screams of the passengers. Too young. It’s the first thing that flashes through his mind, too young, he shouldn’t have to be doing this.

So maybe part of it is his fault, he went out and found him, built him a suit, and told him to be safe, lay low, when he knew that this would be the outcome. It would always be the outcome. Because people like this, like Tony, like Peter, they think the same. Everyone else comes first.

He sees it, in that instant, Peter’s life ahead of him. He sees the horrors, the back breaking weight of the world pressing down on him.

Maybe Peter’s story wasn’t the same as walking out of a desert, wasn’t the same as coming out a machine with a serum running through him, but it was the same. There was blood on his hands and words hung in his head and Tony knows the weight of a dying man taking their last breath, knows how it turns the tides.

He thinks that he has to stop this.


“I just wanted to be like you!”

“I wanted you to be better.”

And he remembers Howard, remembers the dozens of conversations that sounded just like this one and briefly he regrets what he’s doing, regrets the way that it’s causing his heart to feel tight, like his chest is too small for it to beat any longer.


He asks for the suit back because it’s the only way, the only way to keep him safe, the only way to stop Peter from having a future similar to his.


“I remember you looking up to a certain someone when you were a kid.” Of course Rhodey is the voice of reason.

“Yeah, and look at how that turned out.” Tony sits down on a stool and lets it swivel before coming to a stop in front of the work top. He doesn’t say all he has to show for it is an office collecting dust and an outdated phone in his pocket.

“Don’t you think that this situation is a little bit like that?” Rhodey raises an eyebrow at Tony who refuses to look at him.

“This is nothing like that.”

Only that it is, and now that the idea is there in Tony’s head he can’t seem to get it out.

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