bad throw in

Got His Attention(Barry Allen/Reader)

Hiii don’t know if you’re taking requests but if you are then could you do 15. “If we die, I’m going to kill you.” 
50. “This is probably a bad time, but marry me?” With Barry Allen x reader; have a lovely day/night :)

Originally posted by lolurnotgrantgustin

You shook your head, “No. I can’t…”

“Y/N, this is the only way we’re going catch him.” Barry spoke into your ear piece.

“You want me to jump off a building!” You hissed putting you hand to the earpiece, “To catch a bad guy that can throw astral orbs at things and make them disintegrate on contact!”

“Well…yeah…when you put it like that it sounds bad…” Barry’s voice held a hint of amusement.

“Barry this isn’t funny!” You looked down the edge of the building again, “You know I’m not good with my ability yet…what if I fall?”

“You won’t fall.”

“What if I die?”

“You won’t die!”

“If I die, I’m going to kill you.” You heard him laugh finally, “I can’t be in the afterlife alone.”

“Y/N, you are not going to die…you’re are not going to fall. You’re going fly down the building distract him so I can zoom in and cuff him with repressors.” He explained, “And per your request…”

“Whew!” You looked behind yourself seeing Cisco emerging from the roof access door, “That’s…a lot of stairs.”

“Cisco?” You made a face, “What…are you…”

“Barry said you weren’t sure of yourself still.” Cisco smiled, “Despite the fact that you’ve passed all the test and shown amazing results…I have brought reassurance.”

You watched him pull some climbing equipment out of a bag and smiled, “…thanks Barr…”

“Of course…Sorry I didn’t have him there sooner. I’ll give you the go ahead once he’s there.” Barry spoke quietly.

“Alright…Hey Barry…”

“Yeah?”

“I love you.” You smiled as Cisco walked over with gear.

“I love you too, Y/N.” Your heart fluttered as the com went silent.

“You two make me sick…” Cisco told you as you strapped on the gear.

You smirked a little, “That was our plan all along. Be so cute, people throw up.”

“You both succeed very well.”  He clipped the rope to you.

You patted his shoulder as he went to go tie everything off. You looked  back over edge feeling your stomach twist into knots. 

You could fly. You could fly distances… up, down, left and right…but you weren’t sure about free falling into it. 

“Hey.” You looked over at Cisco walking over, “You’re gonna be fine, you’re gonna be great.”

“Thanks Cisco.” You nodded as the com chirp alive.

“He’s taking the bait, you ready?” Barry asked in his very down to business voice.

“Roger that.” You told him flexing your hands taking in a deep breath readying yourself for the plunge.

“Do your thing babe.” You smirked at his choice of words. It was something he only said to you when he had something great planned for later.

You launched yourself off the building feeling the air rush past you. You loved the feeling of flying. The weightlessness of it all. It felt free.

Your power kicked in right away and you floated down to the floor the meta was on. You stopped outside the window watching the man hold his hand up to a safe slowly disintegrating the door away. You pounded out the window getting him to stop.

He starred at you eyes getting wide his hand raising up as an orb began to form. You swallowed, “Uh…I got his attention…”

He launched the orb at the window making it shatter outward sending you back. You let out a scream as you flipped around losing control. You swung back as you ability kicked out. You felt the harness press hard against your hips as you fell into it.

You grunted in pain as you hit the side of the building a floor lower then you were supposed to be. You could hear crunching of glass  above you. You struggled to find a foot to push off if needed.

Finally Barry’s masked face popped over the edge and you relaxed, “How’s it hangin?”

You rolled your eyes, “Barry…”

He laughed a little, “Sorry couldn’t resist.”

“Please get me up, you know I can’t do this without a good push off.” Your foot slipped again on the glass.

“Well actually since you are just hangin around down there I have a question.” He squatted looking down at you with that awful wonderful smile of his.

“Barry, come on…” You whined.

“I know that this is probably a bad time, but will you marry me?” He watched you as you stopped trying to gain footing and look up at him, “Y/N?”

“Barry Allen…” You stared at him, “Pull me up right now.”

He swallowed nodding as he pulled on the rope. When you were close he grabbed your arms helping you over the edge, “Y/N, I just…I…we…”

He stopped when you slugged him hard in the shoulder. He made a face holding it when you grabbed his face kissing him, “Yes…”

He blinked a few times, “Yes?”

You smiled, “Not exactly how I wanted to be asked, but…it’s you…so yes.”

“Yes…” he grinned pulling you into an embrace before kissing you again.

You giggled when he parted from you, “I love you Barry Allen, but you…need to get that guy in a cell.”

He looked over to the guy passed out on the floor, “I…yeah…Meet you at the Lab?”

“Of course.” You winked at him as he whizzed off in a blur. “Y/N Allen…wife of the Flash…it’s got a nice ring to it…”

anonymous asked:

Yet another observation of incredible attention to detail put into ffxv: Noct moves like someone with hip and/or spine problems. Personally speaking, I have a bad foot. And it throws everything off about the way I walk: my knee and hip and back and shoulders and neck are all messed up because of it. Noct moves like me and I am so damn impressed that the game devs thought to do that. (Like, seriously - I think he even has a slight curve to his spine. It's crazy)

I love believing that Noct’s weird lil’ walk cycle is entirely resultant of his spinal injury as a child. That attack by the marilith totally fucked up something in his back to put him in a wheelchair and there’s definitely still pain from it. Realizing that massage scene in Galdin Quay might have been more than just a small comedic moment messed me up.

Please Don’t Use Gendered Slurs :D

I’m sorry what I saw was the last straw.

When you use gendered slurs, especially things like ‘cunt’ and ‘bitch’ you’re basically saying it’ll always be okay for others to see ‘feminine’ things as being bad. It’s almost as bad as saying ‘you throw like a girl’ and stupid shit like that. ALSO you’re probably misgendering people, and even if you aren’t, better safe than sorry, no matter how mad you are, because when you use gendered slurs you just make yourself look like an asshole. (See? Use asshole. Everyone has one!)

ALSO before you go assuming this is solely about you, I can guarantee it’s not. Yes what I saw on the mweor tag was the last straw, but in all reality, my family does it, one of my friends does it, and sometimes others on the mweor tag do it. 

This has been a PSA. 

anonymous asked:

Welcome to the club of 16 year olds! We smell bad, throw tantrums and cry over fictional characters like Spongebob <3

omg cant wait to reach that point of my life

happy bird, flustered bird, protective bird

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“STANLEY YOU’RE NOT HELPING!”

Tbh I don’t think Mabel would be such a problem when it comes to bath time, Dipper on the other hand…

some Yuri on ice things for November ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) the katsudon and ice skating one might have clear charm versions too idk yet~ i’m trying to make the eros one a two-piece (yuuri in front, viktor in the back), hopefully it goes well?? nervous laugh~ gdi i love victuuri 

End of the Day

Bucky x reader

Warnings: kissy kiss kiss (fluff)

Prompt: You help Bucky calm down

Originally posted by wintersthighs

You finally had a night to yourself. Everyone in the tower was gone and you could finally sit down and rest. 

The T.V. was all yours, no one to fight over the remote with. You only had to cook for yourself, something you haven’t been able to do since you moved in. 

Everyone was to be gone until morning, so you took advantage of every aspect of the tower. The couch was covered in blankets, your favorite movie was on, and you were happy. 

But of course, all good things must come to an end. 

The light of the room was flicked on, in coming a very out of breath Bucky. “What are you-” 

You were cut off by Bucky rushing to you and wrapping you into his arms. His entire body was shaking, and you could tell that he had just relapsed into a fit of memories from before Steve found him and brought him to the tower. 

You two were close, to say the least. You found him in the kitchen in the early hours of the morning after he had a nightmare. You were an insomniac who rarely slept early, and it almost became routine to meet him in the kitchen at 3 in the morning. 

You never wanted to sleep, but you always tried to so you would have more energy for him. 

You learned his likes and dislikes, you learned how to calm him down and he was grateful for you. No one knew how to do it except for you.

His chest heaved, but you slowly wrapped your arms around his muscular body and rubbed his back comfortingly. “I was-” he choked on his words, “I was just at the gas station and he looked exactly like him. The man at the register.” 

You opened up the blanket, allowing him to crawl in next to you and curl into your side. “Looked like who?” You questioned, leaning into him because human contact helped him best. 

“Zola. He looked just like him.” 

You sighed, resting your cheek on the top of his head. “He’s dead, Buck. You don’t have to worry about him anymore.” 

“I’m still so scared.” He muttered, his face resting in the crook of your neck. 

You felt bad for him, but you weren’t giving him pity because he hated that. He wanted someone who was going to be there when he needed it but treated him as they would anyone else at any other time of the day. You were that person for him. He could come to you for anything and he knew you wouldn’t coddle him when he didn’t want it. 

“You don’t need to be, you’re safe now.” You whispered, running your fingers through his hair. 

He sniffled, “Thank you.” 

“It’s what I’m here for, Bucky.” 

The two of you stayed like that for a bit, waiting until he had calmed down before he sighed. 

He crawled up, sitting up straight and allowing you to pull away from him. “I’m sorry I ruined your alone time. I’ll leave you be.” 

You were about to let him walk out of the room but you knew you couldn’t, “No Bucky. Stay with me, watch the movie.” 

He turned back to you, a slight smile on his face, “You sure?” 

“Of course.” 

As he rushed back to the couch you couldn’t help but feel butterflies in your stomach. He pulled off his shoes and sat next to you, pulling you closer to him. 

This was the first time you were cradled by him and not the other way around. Not that you were complaining. 

“F.R.I.D.A.Y., lights please.” 

The lights turned off and the light of the T.V. was the only thing that illuminated the room. You glanced up at his face, watching as his eyelashes had perfectly cast a shadow on his cheeks. The scruff on his face had a sudden appeal to you, almost melting you at the sight. 

You moved your eyes away from him as he turned to you, barely being able to keep your mind on the words being said in the movie. You could only feel his breathing underneath you. 

It’s not like this was the first time you had felt like this. 

“I don’t get it, why are they singing? They’re in a high school can’t they just talk?” Bucky said, his brows furrowed at the television as Grease played. 

“That would make the movie awfully more boring.” You responded, smiling at him while you pushed your attraction to him away. 

“It would make it realistic.” 

“Realism is boring.” You bit back, sitting up and staring into his eyes. 

His eyes turned to slits, but you didn’t notice as your eyes became focused on his lips. 

He saw this as an opportunity, and took his bottom lip in between his teeth with a smirk. You swallowed, turning back to the movie and watching the sleepover scene. 

“Nuh-uh, I saw what you were looking at.” Bucky teased, his teeth shining. 

“Shut up, Bucky.” 

“You want to kiss me, don’t you?” He chuckled. 

“Would you please just shut u-”

Your sentence was cut off by his lips connecting to yours. He leaned forward, pushing you onto your back and crawling on top of you. 

You were in complete shock, there was no possible way this was actually happening. You couldn’t believe it, and as he was about to pull away you began kissing him back with as much force as he had used on you. 

His hands held your hips down and your arms wrapped around his neck to keep him close to you. 

Before you could fully slip into bliss, he pulled away. 

“It’s okay,” he smiled, “because I wanted to kiss you too.” 

more maggie but this time i used diane guerrero as reference