but in the end she is only calm and collected

A Lesson in Love (The Aftermath)

Summary: (College!AU) In which you’re assigned to write a story about romance, a subject you know nothing about, and Bucky, a hopeless romantic, offers you his assistance.

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Word Count: 3,817

A/N: The tag list for this story is officially CLOSED. This part is small snippets of how the reader is feeling after the events of the last chapter. I hope you enjoy it 😊

“A Lesson in Love” Masterlist + Soundtrack

@avengerstories - you dedicate so much time to editing all of my fics and I am forever grateful to you for that

Originally posted by otabeksaltins

Forty Minutes Later

You read an article a few weeks ago about something called ‘dry drowning’. At the time, the prognosis seemed so strange. Whenever you heard the word 'drowning’, you associated it with water. That’s why you couldn’t comprehend how it could happen on land. It took a quick Google search to inform you that dry drowning was the lungs’ inability to extract oxygen from the air; it could happen just as easily on land as it could in the water.

As you sit on the floor with your arms still wrapped tightly around your body and your legs fast asleep, you realize that you’re drowning. The world is blurring into shapes you can’t make out and bright colors that make your eyes hurt. Your head is spinning. And your heart, oh your heart, it’s aching with loss. Abandonment. Rejection.

Rejection is a feeling you don’t know very well and one that is quite literally making you sick to your stomach. By avoiding relationships, you’ve avoided this. But there was only so long you could last before it found you. You might be biased or inexperienced, but you’re almost certain that it has sensed your vulnerability like a dog sniffs out fear and is using that to its advantage. It sees you trapped out in the ocean trying to keep yourself afloat and it’s like a merciless wave that refuses to let you get your bearings before knocking you under the surface again.

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Post-BatB headcanons

- Adam gets Belle anything she wants. Literally. Anything. One time she offhandedly mentioned she liked art and he bought her the fucking Louvre.

- When Belle tells Adam she’s going to have a baby he acts all calm and collected for about five seconds. He then starts sweating profusely and runs away screaming. 

- Belle and the servants are very quick to convince him that he’ll be a great father, despite his own. In the end it only takes them half an hour to convince him to come out from under the dining table.

- The first time Adam holds his newborn daughter in his arms he cries. He never thought he could love someone more than Belle. They name her after their mothers (no, none of that weird Twilight combo name shit).

- LeFou and Stanley come over to the castle every Sunday for dinner. 

- Anytime Adam sees the Enchantress he hides behind Belle. It’s somewhat ineffective. 

- Mrs. Potts tells Belle horribly embarrassing stories about Adam from when he was younger. Whenever Belle laughs at him he calmly reminds her that she fell in love with a giant, talking buffalo.

- Maurice teaches his granddaughter how to ride a horse, just as he taught Belle. Adam fallows behind, arms out, just in case she falls. She, of course, never does.

- The second time Belle tells Adam she’s going to have a baby it only takes them twenty minutes to get him out from under the table.

As Bright As Lightning

Request: Can you do a Thor x Reader request where she was hit by lightning when he was showing her a trick and it kickstarts powers that were dormant which helps her as an avenger but Thor still feels bad and is really careful around her afterwards.. sorry if I already sent you a request but I’m an idiot and can’t remember 😂❤️ - @cornflax01

Word Count: 1700+

Triggers: lightning

A/N: GUESS WHO’S BACK BITCHES!!! I’m coming off hiatus and exams are nearly over, I only have 3 left and I’ll be all done by Friday evening. I’m so sorry this has taken so long, I actually had most of it done ages ago but I couldn’t get the last bit right.


Originally posted by avengers-of-mirkwood

There was always a party when Thor came back to earth. It was mainly because Steve finally had a store of the only thing that could get him drunk. And, man, would he get drunk. But he wasn’t the only person who was more unsteady then usual. Thor.

You were relatively new to the team so you had never met the blond before. But tonight was a time for one of these parties. According to, we’ll, everyone Thor was a sight to be seen so you made sure you were too.

Your hair was done to perfection, sharp enough cat eye to kill a man and your Cupid’s bow invited anyone to steal a kiss from your lips. Twirling in the mirror, you admired your ensemble when you heard a knock at the door.

‘Y/N’ Wanda’s head popped around the door. ‘Are you decent?’

‘Well it wouldn’t matter now, would it?’ You laugh.

‘I’ve seen you naked before’ she shrugged. ‘I meant for the party, they’ve landed’ stepping into the room, she closed the door and sat on the closest object to her 

‘Oh, good- Wait!? When did you see me naked?!’

‘I’m curious about the human body’ she mentioned casually. ‘Come on

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anonymous asked:

I live in FL and we're about to be hit by Hurricane Irma. I'm terrified because...well hurricane, and second of all I'm with my family in the same house but we're all kinda distant, and I'm gonna be spending most of the storm by myself and it scares me. Could I get McCree, Reaper, Widowmaker and Sombra comforting their s/o during a natural disaster. Thanks <3

 I hope that everything goes well for you whilst you’re in the middle of this. As someone who lives in England, I’ve never had to deal with a natural disaster, so I hope that maybe some thunderstorm headcanons will suffice. Anyone who’s in the middle of this, all of my love goes out to you <3


  • He’s there immediately by your side, helping you through any anxiety and talking to you the whole time to keep you distracted
  • He’ll do his best to make you laugh, he might even whip out a board game if the power goes out to pass the time
  • He has no shame in giving you his serape to use as a comfort blanket. Even if it’s because you’re alone for a mere 30 seconds, he’ll do anything to make sure you don’t feel alone


  • His reassurance techniques are more physical as he is a man of few words. He’s not sure why you’d want to hide in his cloak if it’s just as dark under there?
  • To keep you busy, he might actually open up to you about a few things, he thinks that showing you that he too can be vulnerable can be a way of showing you that it’s okay to not be okay
  • By the end of the night, you’re probably wrapped up in his arms and listening to his calming voice


  • She’d put on a calming mixtape from a large CD collection, wrap you up in a blanket and hold you
  • It was a shared and comfortable silence between you that could only be filled by the sweet sounds of the melody flowing from the stereo
  • She’s not the best when it comes to “emotions” but she understands what you need to be calm again


  • She’s just as scared as you are, she needs you there for her just as much as you need her.
  • You’re both a mess, doing whatever you can to keep each other okay which probably ends in disaster and a lot of laughs
  • Eventually, you both tire each other out and end up asleep in a mess on top of each other, both of you forgetting about the storm just enough to enjoy the night.
Him - Prologue

Originally posted by peakyblinded

Oh how unfortunate it should be to love an older man. Unless, he was to love you back.

Chapter One here

Thomas Shelby - Him. 

He was already part way up the lane when Rose saw him, draped in a long black jacket that she had considered unusual on such a pleasant afternoon. He strolled calmly with his hands in his pockets, as though he had walked that same lane a thousand times, though her face said different; gawping at him with intrigue and confusion. She slammed shut the journal in her grip out of habit at the fear of anyone seeing the ink strewn pages, stretching away from the fence.

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тнє вσѕѕ'ѕ вяι∂є | ρяσℓσgυє

чσungjαє fíc ➢ “ he saw you. he wanted you. he will have you.

                         you shouldn’t have taken the assignment. ”

яєqυєѕтє∂    ➢   Can I request a youngjae fic with the numbers 1, 3, and 7? That would really awesome 😁 [our first one, thank you so much @fangirlbible ]

  яαтιиg      ➢    angst, fluff, mature [18+] 

“ωє ѕнσυℓ∂ ѕℓιт уσυя тняσαт σρєи.”

It wasn’t supposed to be this way, at least not now. Y/n would have thought that she would’ve been caught at least a month from when her mission was completed, to have been hunted down like a dog. But to her dismay they caught her the minute she stepped through the door; they just waited for the right moment to pounce. And from the looks of it, that moment was now.

The assignment given to her was by her father, personally. She was to enter the party undetected, take her position, and exterminate Choi Youngjae. With her many years of successful assassinations, there was no way she could mess up such an easy assignment. The only problem with the operation was…it wasn’t exactly an operation.

More like a misfire.

When she was set to take the shot, her expectation wasn’t to have a pistol aimed at her head; she knew her luck would run out sooner or later. Y/n was betting on the later, but unfortunately lost that bet. Now, she sat in a cold room with no windows and one light, handcuffed to a chair. After long hours of anticipation, she had finally been greeted by the men apart of the hour.

“Mark, so nice to see you, too. How’s life, how’s the family-”

“Cut the bullshit, L/n. Why are you here?”

Y/n only laughs, craning her neck backward for dramatics. “As if you don’t already know. You got me in here, so obviously you must know what I’m up to.”

The small sound of a gun being cocked was next to fill the silence, soon aimed at her temple. Turning her head to make eye contact with the mussel of it, she grins slyly. “Say one more smart comment, and I swear to God it’ll be your last.”

“Hm. Promise?”

Jackson growls lowly, shoving it forward to where the tip was pressed to her forehead. If it wasn’t for JB gripping the back of his neck, he would’ve taken the shot. Dropping her grin, Y/n turns back toward Mark with an expression of boredom. The two merely stared at each other for a couple minutes, neither one daring to drop their gaze. It wasn’t until Mark broke out into a small, devious chuckle that seemed to spark her interest once more. “Nice to see that you’re dull enough to find silence humorous.”

“No. Just your ignorance.” Y/n only raises an eyebrow, Mark letting one more chuckle slip as he paced around the chair. “Of course I know why you’re here. The question is: do you?”

“Wouldn’t you like to know.” She responds, “If this is your way of getting me to squeal, you’re gonna have to do better than some rhetorical question.”

This seemed to draw multiple laughs in the room, from Mark all the way down to Jinyoung; instead of confused, Y/n was irritated. What the hell was so funny?

“For someone who has killed over 700+ men in just a fraction of two months, with nothing but a 22lr pistol, you aren’t really that skilled when it comes to being double-crossed.” JB wiped the non-existent tear in the corner of his eye, leaning on Jackson as he, too, snickered along with him. Jetting her eyes from left to right, Y/n still wasn’t following.

“Y/n L/n. Age: unknown. Ethnicity: unknown. Height and Weight: unknown. Confirmed kills: 1,628, including women. You are wanted by the government, but have yet to get caught. Ever. So, all of the sudden you’re given a ‘personal assignment’ by your father, and you get caught. Now, you’re a smart girl. Why do you think that is?”

“My father didn’t set me up, if that’s what you’re implying.”

The door to the dimly lit room had been opened once more. The sound of calm and collected footsteps echoed around the small space with ease, as the silhouette let out their own dark chuckle. It wasn’t until he finally hit the light, his features easier to make out, that he was the last person she thought she’d see. Y/n’s eyes only widened for a second, now face to face with the man who either got lucky, or ended her luck instead.  

Choi Youngjae.

“You sure about that, princess? Because, Jinyoung is definitely a lot of things…but a liar isn’t one of them.” Now it was his turn to pace around the chair, Y/n only able to maintain eye contact with him when he would return to the front of her, as Jackson gripped her head to keep it from following his movement. “Since you’re going to be here for a long time…might as well update you.”

“What the hell are you talking about?”

“You see…your father is a very powerful man. But, alas, to our advantage in numbers and weapons we are much more dangerous. Which I’m sure made him very nervous, correct?” She stayed silent, merely glaring as he talked. “I’m sure you are aware of what we were celebrating.” 

She scoffs, “You getting your promotion to head boss, so what?” 

“Ah, my dear, that ‘so what’ is exactly why you are here. Your father knew without a doubt that with me in charge, I was going to wipe him off the face of the earth. Can’t have competition, now can we? So, in exchange for his safety and loyalty to ɢᴏᴛ7…he made me an offer I just couldn’t refuse.”

“Which was?”

He paused for dramatic effect, taking baby steps until he was in front of her once again. Youngjae leans in close to where she could feel his warm breath on her neck, mentally begging her body not to shiver at the feeling. But, what was next to fall from his lips seemed to overpower that thought drastically. 

” ʏσυ, му вяι∂є. “

Tracer, Mei, and D.Va hcs for “The Nameless Soldier”


  • to say Tracer was depressed after your death would be a complete understatement.
  • in the presence of the other agents, she would try to keep calm and collected.
  • but alone, she could only curl up into a ball and cry for hours on end. 
  • it had already been a year, and she was still going through the healing process-there was really no way she could completely move on.
  • but then, she heard the reports. she watched the news. and she realized that her world was being tipped on its head.
  • after everything, you were still alive-but you weren’t seeing eye-to-eye anymore. you were now her enemy, and that broke her heart even more.
  • with little consideration, she would go to meet you, to try and talk sense into you. maybe if you talked with her, you would change your mind about Overwatch..?
  • “Love, it’s me-it’s Lena. Your Lena. Do you remember me? Do you remember anything?”
  • “….”
  • “Please, love, please come b-”
  • “I remember being betrayed. That’s all I need to know.”


  • once the news had come that you had died in a building collapse, Mei would be absolutely inconsolable. 
  • she would sob and scream and beg for it not to be true-she would beg to go find you yourself. but she would only find rubble and dust. 
  • even after the grieving period, she would still occasionally have to hold Snowball close to her chest, and squeeze it tightly when she thought too much about you.
  • and when she discovered that you were actually alive, and you had joined up with Talon-it would become so much harder to let you go,
  • if she ever had to meet you on the battlefield, she would try so hard to stay out of your way-it was just too painful to see you so hurt by the organization she had fought so long and hard for.
  • Mei would always keep tabs on how you were doing-and she would just hope and pray that someday, you would change your mind and come back home.


  • Hana would feel like she was slowly dying inside-she would keep seeing your shadow or hearing your voice, and would have to force herself to try and forget you.
  • it seemed like your ghost was haunting her, even taunting her for not being strong enough to save you.
  • there wasn’t even a body, or a burial, for her closure-just a few Overwatch agents huddled around a pathetic tombstone, telling stories of your triumphs.
  • it was unfair. it was so incredibly unfair, that you had been ripped from her grasp before she even had a chance for a proper goodbye.
  • but after barely a year of her suffering, she finally found out that you were still living-but you had picked the wrong side.
  • Hana would go out with just her meka, and she would train every single blaster she had on you.
  • if you were too foolish to realize your mistake, to see how much pain you had caused her-then she would make sure you died with as much of your honour preserved as she could. 
Best friend’s brother

Originally posted by quinnsfabrey

Veronica x reader

Request: Veronica x male reader : where you’re betty’s sibling and veronica has a crush on you

HII :3 is it ight if you do a Veronica x Male Reader where it’s just lots of fluff and super cute? Thanks

a/n: reader is Betty’s twin brother 

Written by Doc

Veronica had been half-listening to Betty telling her about Riverdale High’s bland school history during her welcome tour when she first saw you.

You were standing at the other end of the hall talking to some friends, making Veronica stop in her tracks.

“Who’s the hottie down the hall and is he single?” Veronica suggestively asked Betty.

“Uh, that’s my brother Y/N and yes, he is single,” Betty responded awkwardly.

“Wait, that’s your brother?” Veronica said surprised.

“Yeah, we’re fraternal twins.”

“Oh, well… I retract my previous comments then,” Veronica muttered.

“Veronica, it’s okay if you like him,” Betty said softly.

“Betty, you don’t date your friends siblings, it’s like an unspoken rule-”

“Hey Betty,” you said unintentionally interrupting their conversation after seeing your sister with the cute new girl.

“Hey Y/N, this is Veronica,” Betty said gesturing to the girl next to her.

“It’s nice to meet you Veronica,” you said smiling at her.

“The pleasure’s mine,” Veronica responded slightly blushing.

In the following weeks Veronica and Betty became close but Veronica couldn’t help her growing crush on her best friends brother. 

Calm, cool and collected Veronica Lodge became a flustering mess around Y/N Cooper. 

Betty may be naïve but she wasn’t oblivious, she noticed how Veronica’s behavior changed around you.

Veronica wasn’t the only one with a crush, the feelings were mutual on your end and Betty could tell.

“Do you like Veronica?” your sister asked you one morning over breakfast.

“What,” you coughed after nearly choking on your bite of food.

“Do you like Veronica,” Betty reiterated.

“Well yeah, she’s nice and a good friend to you,” you shrugged.

“No I mean do you have a crush on her,” she said rolling her eyes.

“What makes you say that,” you said with a faux chuckle.

“I don’t know, maybe because you both become total dorks around each other and the first time she saw you she called you a ‘hottie’ before she found out you were my brother,” Betty stated bluntly.

“She thinks I’m hot?” you said raising an eyebrow.

“Really, that’s what you got out of that?” Betty sighed, “just ask her out already Y/N.”

“You wouldn‘t care if I asked your best friend out?”

“I mean it might be weird at first but if you two really like each other then you should be together,” Betty told you with sincerity in her voice. 

“Thanks Betty, you’re the best,” you smiled getting up from the table to go get ready for school.

Later that day you found Veronica putting books into her locker at the beginning of lunch. 

“Hey Veronica,” you greeted walking up to her.

“Hey Y/N, what’s up,” Veronica said shutting her locker door.

“I was just wondering if you wanted to go to Pop’s with me Friday night, like a date?” you said smoothly.

“A date? As much as I want to say yes… what about Betty?”

“Betty’s totally cool with it, she’s the one who told me to ask you out.”

“She did?”

“Yeah, I guess she’s tired of us being, and I quote ‘total dorks around each other’,” you laughed. 

“Alright, then I’d love to go out with you Y/N Cooper,” Veronica smiled. 

anonymous asked:

I'd like to request a scenario of how the RFA reacts to the MC fainting, I've always been super curious!

Woah guys look! I wrote something!


  • Very nervous crying very hard
  • He can’t stand the thought of losing someone else that he cares about and, though he knows that probably won’t happen just because MC passed out, he can’t stop himself from worrying that something terrible was going to happen to them too
  • He tries calling emergency services, but his hand is shaking so bad he accidentally hangs up on them and he has to call them again 
  • He tries to be helpful when they do get there
  • If they need anything at all he’s there to help, anything to help MC get better as soon as possible 


  • Panicking 
  • He doesn’t want to leave their side, but he has to to get his phone to call for help 
  • He really does try not to panic, but he’s a very emotional person and he really can’t help that he’s afraid 
  • When MC wakes up, he does his best to be reassuring and to convince them that everything’s going to be fine, even as he’s wiping away his own tears and trying to keep his voice even
  • It’s clear to MC just how afraid he is and honestly the still probably end up reassuring him too 


  • She’s pretty calm, at least on the outside
  • She knows to call for help and does so pretty calmly, explaining the situation 
  • Still she can’t help but overthink the situation while waiting for help to arrive 
  • Had MC been overworking themself in the Cafe? Were they sleeping enough? 
  • So relieved when they come to that she could cry
  • She definitely cries some 


  • He’s definitely the most calm and collected out of the RFA in reaction to MC passing out, if only because he knows that him panicking wouldn’t help anything 
  • He’d quickly check to make sure they were uninjured and that they hadn’t hit their head before calling emergency services 
  • Even if MC woke up pretty quickly he’d want someone to make sure they were okay just to be sure, even if they  were convinced that it was nothing. 
  • He’s not taking them to a doctor either the doctor’s coming to them
  • They’re not moving until he’s convinced that it won’t happen again
  • Only after they’re both assured that MC is fine does he allow himself to acknowledge how terrified he really was


  • Despite all logic he blames himself while trying to figure out what had happened
  • Were they dehydrated? 
  • Had they not eaten enough recently? 
  • Where they sick? 
  • How hadn’t he noticed that something was wrong until they passed out? If he’d noticed earlier couldn’t he have stopped this from ever having happened? 
  • Despite having some medical training he still calls for help, security be damned, MC’s more important than anything the agency could be having him do. 
  • Even if the doctors ask him to leave the room or give MC some space he’d refuse
  • He won’t leave their side until he’s sure they’re all right
  • He has to know that everything’s okay and apologise for letting this happen to them. 
My thoughts on Iris Cygnet:

She’s kind of amazing.
She follows orders given from her father (better than anyone ever).
Imagine her growing up
Knowing you could be used as your fathers pawn any minute.
Knowing you’ll eventually be given away to someone in very high power.
To someone you don’t love.
But obediently accepting it.
Accepting her role in life.
In the royal family.
In the war.
As a princess.
Being able to hold her tongue.
Learning to show no emotion at all.
Learning to be calm and collected 24/7.
How long did it take her to learn that emotion is weakness?
Using poison, a silent killer.
Is deadly with her power.
Water is deadly and she knows.
Being proper and elegant.
Being the most intelligent in the room.
Probably quite the strategist.
Eyes full of secrets (to use later).
If anyone crosses her.
Being married as a peace treaty.
Maybe knowing your marriage is to end a fixed “war”.
Only to start another.
Maybe she knew that.
Cold and detached?
Did she care?
Has her own opinion been silenced.
Or has she adopted a royal silvers point of view?
How did she feel when she found out her father was murdered?
What’s her opinion on Reds?
Will she allow herself to love someone?
Maybe she’ll fall in love.
With a man or woman nothing like Maven.
Red or Silver lover?
Maybe a Newblood.
Will they run away together?
Or keep her crown?

Maybe none of my thoughts are on point but they’re just my small thoughts on Iris

Roxanne Weasley

I love the idea of Roxanne and Fred NOT being ‘omg super funny outgoing!’

In fact, I imagine them both being rather reticent compared to their parents.

Roxanne I picture as shy and artistic- but once she’s comfortable around someone who is a kindred spirit she is very warm, imaginative and sweet. She can be surprisingly sassy if pushed far enough, and has a quietly fierce sense of justice. She is an idealist, gentle, a better listener than speaker, and very caring. (A total INFP)

I picture her being good friends with Louis- who is into photography- so the two of them basically are borderline hipsters- :P but without any of the snobbery (at least on her end. I think Louis can be borderline snobbish.)

Fred I picture as being very protective of Roxanne, but in a quiet way as he seems to understand her well. I picture him being very calm cool and collected- and being the only one James sees as a peer.


You were finally on your way home after a long twelve hour shift at Beacon County’s dispatch center. As you turned onto one of the many back roads you used to get home, something turned over on the side of the road caught your attention. You heart almost stopped in your chest as you recognized Roscoe, Stiles’ Jeep.

A lump rapidly grew in your throat as you came to a tire screeching halt on the side of the road. You scrambled to get our of your car, never once taking your eyes off of the wrecked Jeep.

“No, no, no, no.” You kept repeating the word as you made your wary to where you could see into the jeep. The windshield was cracked, allowing you to see your husband in the driver’s seat and you daughter in the passenger seat. “Stiles!” You cried, crawling forward on your hands and knees. “Stiles!”

When he didn’t respond, you flipped over onto your butt and kicked out as hard as you could, trying to smash in the windshield the rest of the way. At the sound of the glass shattering, you watched your husband startled, his eyes wide as he took in the scene around him.

He blinked a few times, then brought up a hand to touch the bleeding cut on his cheek. “Y/N?”

You nodded, letting out a relieved laugh before crawling through the opening you had made. You bypassed Stiles, knowing that he was able to get himself out, and went right for your daughter. You unbuckled the seat-belt that was holding her in place and quickly caught her as she fell out of the sideways seat.

Brushing back your daughter’s messy hair from her face, you turned her head from side to side, looking for any wounds. Your breath caught as you found a large laceration on the side of her head, blood quickly oozing from the open wound.

“Kally?” You tried waking your daughter up, but she didn’t respond. “Kally!”

You could feel your heart racing as you quickly dug in your pocket for your phone and called 911. As the phone rang, you tore the edge of your shirt and pressed the cloth onto the laceration, hoping to slow the blood loss.

Nine-one-one. What’s your emergency?” The voice on the other end spoke once they picked up.

“Over-turned jeep on Quibbler road,” you spoke quickly, your voice sounding calm and collected due to your years of being a 911 dispatcher. “Driver is conscious and moving, only a few cuts and bruises from what I could tell. Passenger has a large laceration on the left side of her head, and is unresponsive.”

Please be patient, okay? We are sending out help right now.” You could already hear the Sentry 40V2T siren from the Beacon Hills Fire Department ringing through the air. “I will need you to stay on the line with me, alright?”

Stiles had managed to get himself out of his predicament and had appeared beside you.”Y/N.” You glanced at Stiles, who was staring at Kally with wide eyes, tears welling in their honey brown depths. “Y/N, she’s not breathing.”

Upon hearing your husbands voice, your heart stopped and the phone slipped out of your hand.

anonymous asked:

Could you do headcannons for Hanzo, McCree and Genji with an s/o who distanced themselves from their mother because she was overbearing and domineering, but who came back into the picture after they joined overwatch to try and get them back under their thumb to the point of demanding they break off their relationship with the s/o please?

-at first, he listened to all of their old stories
-he told them how proud he was that they were able to get away
-however, when their mother came back into the picture, he was skeptical of her intentions
-once he notices her trying to make them her puppet again, he gets angry
-he tells them such
-when he hears that they’re being commanded to end the relationship, he actually gets a bit scared
-he still has his self-image issues, so he believes that they very well may leave
-he tells them that he isn’t about to tell them how they’re supposed to live
-but more than likely, because of his commitment, they are able to break free of the control
-they stay together
-Hanzo now has a much better understanding of what their mother can do
-he becomes very attuned to how others interact with them
-he’s very cautious of anyone that appears to be manipulative towards them 

-he learned very quickly about their past with their mother
-he constantly tells them how proud he is of them for being able to get away
-once their mother comes back into the picture, he doesn’t trust her as far as he can throw her
-he is able to quickly see what’s happening and warns them of what he thinks she’s going to do
-of course, he’s right, the mother quickly asking his s/o to end the relationship
-he fights the idea strongly, talking with them
-he’s able to make them see that their mother still isn’t honest in her intentions
-he also helps them break off contact with her once again
-he understands how hard it is to not have a parental figure, so he shares his own stories to comfort them
-he’s very protective of them, more so after what happens with their mother
-he never wants them to feel that type of pain again

-he knew about their mother well
-the stories had led to him teaching them multiple mediation sessions
-when he learns that the mother has come back into the picture, he confronts her face to face
-this only serves to upset the mother more since she is not pleased they’re dating someone that seems to be an omnic
-Genji doesn’t push for them to choose him or her, he tells them that he knows they will make the right choice
-he also believes in their strength
-it’s well placed since they are able to end the connection with their mother again
-he is very proud of them
-he also uses this situation to show them how much they’ve grown
-it’s very calm and collected, as he knew they would do the right thing
-he doesn’t really change after the event, as everything went as he knew it would, due to his s/o’s own strength

Let’s get down to Business

To defeat the huns.

Alright, here’s the mega informational post I promised. I won’t be giving out the email to send the auditions in via this post, Instead I’ll give it to people who message me as being interested, because I really don’t feel like sorting through spam email to find the auditions, and you get the picture.

To those who have already messaged me, I will respond to you messages most likely with this post to help you figure out exactly what’s going down. I’ll have auditions open for the next two weeks or so. I’d prefer not to pick the first two people to volunteer, I like giving everyone a chance to be heard.

As I explained in the previous post this is a college assignment for my animation course, so there won’t be any money involved in it. You will be credited for your work, since as a fellow Artist I know very well how important it is to receive credit for the hard work that you do.

The project is a 30+ second animation involving 3 characters interacting, based on color theory. IE their personality is reflected by what color they are, and what the color represents in color theory. Such as red being passionate, violent, fiery, destructive ect, while Blue is calm cool and collected, and Black representing death and darkness and decay, Because it’s 30 seconds or a little bit more, there’s not much to be expected for story. Blue walks in, sits in a throne, this angers Red, Red attacks him, Blue defends himself. Red realizes she can’t break the stalemate with Blue playing fair, and uses an evil power in her sword, becoming consumed by it, and turning into Malice. Blue is distraught by what he is forced to do at the end, and takes his throne with a heavy heart.

But mostly, i wanted to do a fight scene, and attached the story bit onto it, cause we had to have one.


The Characters

This is Red, who  I need the female voice for. She’s fiery, violent, destructive and passionate. She becomes angered when Blue sits upon the purple throne (The entire background is purple cause I thought it’d be cool to make it a blend of the two shades Color theory and the like.) Her voice (well the grunts and stuff she makes) will be that of power, not that of a child, or cutesy. Not a deep booming voice either. Just give me what you think fits with her design, and personality.

This is Blue, the calm collected, and solemn character. Blue prefers not to kill, as he is primarily a defensive fighter, he will not be the first one to initiate combat.And avoids unneeded fights, he only aims to defend himself against Red, and either force her to surrender, or make his retreat. He is by no means a coward however, he just sees no point in ending lives and senseless violence. His voice is strong, yet not burly, think along the lines of water, and his slimmer build. I’ll let you experiment.

This is Black, a being that resides within Red’s sword, that when invoked consumes her being. The little + on it’s face opens up to reveal the face of the victim it consumed. (It is also it’s most vulnerable point)
Black doesn’t actually have a voice, or if it did, it’d be monstrous and distorted for a shriek or roar like moment. I imagine it’s voice would actually be a distorted version of Red’s, if anyone is skilled at manipulating sound programs to make a distortion. That’s not something I’m terribly good at (I’m just the animator here..)

I also have the complete story boards but I won’t be posting those, but if you’d need to see them, they can be provided.

Any further information you require let me know. And I will get that email to you that you can send the auditions to.

Thanks peeps.

OH RIGHT: I’d like the files recorded as MP3′s please. I know how to work with those. Thanks.

ALSO: Their weapons are a Greatsword and Hammer made out of fire for Red. So imagine what noises you would have to make to heave something of that size around (Think a massive greatsword like Cloud’s, not a claymore)

And Blue uses a sword and magic shield, (Long sword, much lighter than Red’s weapon)

I’m so developing this Mianite Gang deal 

Jordan: Greaseresque. He’s calm and collected 100% of the time and always manages to find himself in some kind of lame relationship that’ll end just as quickly as it began. Drinking and smoking aren’t as common as a real “greaser” would be but on occasions he’ll steal a cancer-stick from Tom or Sonja. Doesn’t talk often, usually only with Tucker or Tom but very rarely.

Sonja: Cheeky, sly, pyro-technical to be politically correct. She enjoys slipping behind her friends’ and enemies’ backs to catch their things on fire or hide important items. Directly correlates with a fox’s actions. Smokes often but never finishes a cigarette, most of the butts end up on someone’s arm and the burn is followed with a laugh before she disappears from the group. 

Tom: Causes so much trouble with the group– the one who signs the gang up for gang fights despite everyone being extremely against fighting. Is secretly in another gang but refuses to share the information with Jordan or Tucker due to the fear of being kicked out of the Mianite Gang. Has no special qualities to him despite his ever changing hair color– he’s like a mood ring. 

Tucker: Is the glue for the group– he keeps everyone in check. Him and Jordan talk to each in private on ways to make the group active or productive. While he’s not as quiet as Jordan is, he’s also not very talkative. Almost like the ‘mother’ of the group. Gets a kick out of Sonja’s “pranks” and will occasionally join her. They disappear for long periods of time too often. 

anonymous asked:

OMG I just saw your post about Wendy snapping and going on an enraged rampage! Like, I LIVE for things like that! (imo, the nice ones are always the most brutal when they're pushed too far) PLEASE tell me you can fulfill my need for headcanons/info on this idea! XD

*screeches because someone came to them for Dark!Wendy headcanons* anon I love you 

  • when Wendy’s snap did happen, I’m almost sure it would involve Charle dying - I mean, the threat of her death caused Wendy to unlock Dragon Force, which is big, imagine what her actually dying would do to Wendy. I have a feeling that if Ezel had actually killed Charle, Wendy would have brutally murdered him and then blew up FACE and herself without a second thought
  • obviously she’d go full Dragon Force on whoever initiated the snap, but it wouldn’t be with a nakama speech or a fist clench with a determined look, no, it’d be a crazy, raging, uncontrolled Dragon Force - the full emotional power of an furious 13 year old who’s gone through too much in too little time and is just done. 
  • considering that no one else has even seen Wendy’s regular Dragon Force (because it’s doubtful whatever Force she used while fighting Avatar was full power), so this pure explosion of rage scares them a LOT, at least making it certain no one’s ever going to look at Wendy as the cute innocent member of the Dragonslayers ever again
  • I actually have this scene in mind where Wendy snaps and wrecks an entire section of the Alvarez army with her eyes closed, only going by her senses, and then comes for the Spriggan 12 member leading it and only opens them when she’s this close and delivers the final blow, and whoever it is looks into her eyes and is paralyzed by the furious anger of her gaze before falling (and that anger never really leaves, she just learns to hide it under the remains of her old sweetness)
  • after this everyone in Fairy Tail treats Wendy just a little differently - not necessarily as fragile and about to break, but more like she’s a bomb that could be set off any time, kind words with a layer of caution barely beneath them
  • the Council’s terrified of Wendy, because if this little girl can inspire this sort of fear in the greatest mages at thirteen, imagine what she’ll be able to do when she’s older (Wendy, with this level of magic at this age, is already well on her way to being Spriggan 12  material in her twenties or even earlier, with the snap reduce that by three or four years)
  • Wendy doesn’t make friends with everyone anymore, now if she wants her enemies to obey her, she just drops the whole act and stares, calm and collected on the outside but the broken, psychotic anger in her eyes is always enough to drop them to their knees. When she turns back to look at her friends she’s always happy again, and that makes her enemies even more terrified
  • really, Natsu’s the only one she can be her real self around, especially since we’re anticipating him becoming END, and I’m assuming that’ll leave its scars. He gets it, see, gets the putting up a facade to conceal the darkness because no one wants all their friends terrified of them and sometimes she just breaks down when it’s just the two of them and Natsu will cuddle his surrogate sister and remind her that it’s okay, she can’t help but be broken, and that he’ll always be there for her if no one else can summon the courage too and argh i just love END!Natsu/Dark!Wendy brotpness okay
  • overall Dark!Wendy is just a smol broken child who needs love but barely anyone is not-scared enough enough to give it to her 

that’s getting reaaally long so I’ll shut up now, I hope this fulfilled your need anon!<3 (I may write something for this if I have time, so look out for that lol)

I shouldn’t even be thinking about this.

I don’t want Season 5 to start off with a time jump. I want to see them all staring at that dagger, tentatively looking around to see who will make the first move.

I want Snow to scream at Killian, “Don’t you dare,” when he steps up. 

I want to see Regina struggle for a second. You know? That moment where you see her eyes squint for the briefest of moments before she straightens her back and murmurs, “Idiot.”

I want Regina to take Snow’s hand, because she knows what it’s like when your child is taken from you, as she ignores everyone else and tell her, “We will find her.” Because she knows every other sentence would be lost on Snow. 

I want Snow to nod at her before she hands Regina the dagger because Regina has been through this. She was the Evil Queen and she found a way to be Regina and she knows Regina is the only one she can trust. 

I want Regina to poof to Henry, who is still blissfully unaware of what has just happened. “Mom, you did it!” He will say excitingly and Regina’s eyes will gloss over before she once more straightens her back and pulls him into a hug and tells him what just happened. “You will save her, mom. I trust you.” And those are the only words Regina ever needed to hear. 

I want to see Regina standing in her fault as she tries to keep calm and collected before she explodes and breaks everything that can be broken. “You idiot.” I want to see her struggle with the idea that the woman she despised for so long, now sacrificed herself for Regina’s happiness and I want to see that vein pop on her head as she wonders what that happiness exactly is. I want her to say it out loud, “This hardly qualifies as a happy ending.”

I want to see that dagger in her hands as she turns it over and her thumb traces the letters, not even bothering to summon her, because she paid attention. She never stopped watching. Wherever Emma is now, it’s not in this world. 

I want to see Emma in her new world uttering the only word she can think of, “Seriously?”

I want the slow burn as Regina misses the presence of the Savior. I want it to take several episodes before she figures out that she can use the dagger to portal jump, as it’s the only thing that still connects her to Emma. 

I want Regina and Snow to go through the portal, because they are mothers and a mother’s instinct is never wrong. Together, they will find her. I want to see them bond once more. 

I want to see Snow ready to attack the first person they encounter and I want to see Regina pull her back. “Your daughter was better than that and so are you.”

I want to see them find Emma as she runs around causing havoc because she has no idea what to do with all her power. I want to see her struggle. 

I want to see Regina finding Emma, without summoning her, because Emma is more than The Dark One. And when she does, Emma will turn around with that apologetic smile of her, “Hi.”

I want to see realization dawn on Regina in that moment, because her happy ending .. is right there, muttering the same word as when they first met. 

And I want Regina to take a step forward as she pulls Emma into an awkward hug while murmuring, “Idiot.”

anonymous asked:

I've sorta has this headcannon that Felicity's pretty protective of her feelings, so in the aftermath of Oliver's death, she kinda shuts down when someone tries to talk to her about it, and even when Oliver comes back. Its not until a something happens and Oliver confronts her about it that she has a massive breakdown... is this appropriate for a drabble?

Well this got away from me. Not sure this is what you wanted… Sorry?

* * * * *

Like everything I’ve ever known,

You’ll disappear one day

So I’ll spend my whole life

Hiding my heart away

* * * * *

The first week is nothing but a blur of pain and confusion.

She remembers locking herself in the bathroom and screaming because it hurts so much she was sure she was dying. She remembers forgetting to eat for so long that she passed out. She remembers begging Diggle, Roy, anyone, to bring him back. Pleading with them to just bring him back to her because she can’t do this without him.

 And then there’s a moment of clarity. Where everything goes still and the whole world fades back into nothing. And he’s there, and he’s angry, furious. He yells at her to live. To fight. To survive.

And so she does. For him.

But she knows that she won’t survive if she lets herself feel it for even a second longer. So she shuts it away. Locks her pain into a little box behind her heart, and tosses the key into the ocean.

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mademoiselle-arel  asked:

okay, hi!!! I just wanna say I've been reading your drabbles and you're a great writer, really. one of the best! you should definitely know that! and if you have time, can I suggest a "forced to share a bed" prompt? Outlaw Queen of course :D


Thank you, you honestly don’t know how much that means to me, I’m constantly criticizing my work and holding pieces back because I’m never sure they’re good enough so to have your support etc. really helps boost my confidence! Anyways, I hope this is okay! 

“Why didn’t you call for me sooner?” he tried not to snap at the princess, tried not to let the small smile breaking out onto her face irritate him as she delivered news of his son’s apparent illness. She’d met him upon arrival, had taken the time to kiss her husband in greeting, not that he begrudged them their love but still, and ask how their trip had been all before informing him that Roland was currently fast asleep in bed after spending the morning complaining of a stomach ache before spilling the contents of his stomach all over the stone slabs of the great hall. “I would have journeyed back earlier." 

And she was still smiling even as he looked at her somewhat accusingly, she never had the chance to care for her first child as she had wished, as he well knows, but even so she has that motherly instinct, that desire to love and, at the very least, the knowledge that a parent would want to be with their child at such a time. “By the time I had heard and checked in on him,” she began calmly, a smile still tugging at the corners of her lips as she watched him, “he was already being well looked after.” 

His brow furrowed at that, his head tilting somewhat alarmingly because, although he knows Snow has the common sense not to let just anyone care for his child, all of his men, those he trusted most in this world, had accompanied him on the trip and were currently unloading their spoils from the bags that had been hung upon their horses. “And just who by?” 

Still her secret smile stayed as she merely cocked her head in the direction of the castle as though saying ‘see for yourself.’ 

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Toxic love {Kokoro x Jax}

She had no idea how they ended up at this point; constant fighting, minimal communication.. it wasn’t right. But..she loved him despite the toxic nature of their relationship. She just wanted the sweet loving Jax she met that night in the hospital. They were now just sat on opposite sides of the sofa, her underwear round one ankle and his seed rolling down her innner leg, and an eye patch over her bruised eye. No words were spoken..the only sound in the room was their breathing.


Kokoro hadn’t been so busy all day and then in rushed several patients from a car accident. Trying to remain calm and collected, she went around checking all the patient’s vitals and conditions, writing them on the clipboards. However, there was one man that appeared to be okay, just a few lacerations here and there. “Hello, I am Shinzaki Kokoro. I am here to check you condition.” she offered him a warm, reassuring smile then went about assessing him.