can i just have him already

anonymous asked:

i cannot wait for the reunion hugs of dean and cas and sam and cas and mary and cas oh my lord this is going to hurt

Ooooh a Mary and Cas hug. Novel.

I loved that the season 12 recap video had SO MANY hugs in it. Season 13 needs to beat that record. If Mary and Cas stagger their coming back correctly so Cas gets back first so he can know Mary is gone and Mary already knows Cas is dead before she went and beat up Lucifer, on account of having to step over his dead body to do it, then we can have a full round of meaningful hugs as they all get back :D

Gosh remember how much art there was of the Dean and Cas hug in 12x01? There’s a lot of work to do to beat how snuggly and relieved that one was. I mean Cas just about nuzzled him and Dean was trying to play it cool in front of his mom so we need to shake things up a bit. Maybe Dean can be the nuzzly one. But what does CAS do then? Maybe he can put his hand on the back of Dean’s HEAD. Or grab two handfuls of the back of his jacket oh god I need to stop typing

anonymous asked:

Okay but after that anon like now I'm just thinking about some Dylan or Mitch AU of him being a single dad and a dilf and like her being college aged and staying with her friend, his daughter, over summer break and them having some serious sexual tension and end up fucking????????

Um. YES??? God I can see this already. Is it wrong I’m getting ideas?

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I am eternally grateful to all of you for following this blog. I have no experience in this and this is what I came up with for you xD You know, commonly are the M! A and requests from you but I can reject it if I want, however now you can ask Zoro to do what you want “without Reprimand. ”

WARNING

As you know this marimo is already in a relationship so I ask you to please take it very much in mind when asking the poor man for things.


THANK YOU SO MUCH AGAIN.  

anonymous asked:

Apologies if someone has asked you this already, I read back a few pages of your blog though i might have missed it? but in your gorgeous "docked" zevran art, is zevran saying those words or is someone saying them to him? And is Zevran a pirate in this scenario or like does he live on land and the other person is the nautical one?

I didn’t think anyone paid attention to my titles (or the captions)! I always put a lot of thought into them and am more than happy to talk about them. So thank you for the ask and for the kind words!


In my personal headcanon, I have my Tabris travelling all over Thedas on quests both for the Wardens and for the King. This particular piece was inspired by her first trip to Antiva -over the course of which she and Zevran rekindled their romance after a year of not seeing one another -and a year of him believing she was dead… I say it everytime, but it’s a long story.
The caption are words spoken by Zevran to his Warden lover, when she tells him that she needs to move on from Antiva and get back to work.

As for the title, it actually references a few ideas. It first refers to the setting of the piece: Antiva City’s port. I imagine the scene taking place right before the Warden has to board the ship to wherever she is off to next.
Figuratively, and perhaps more importantly, I see it as a way to describe Zevran’s state at the time. After the Blight ended, he returned to Antiva to dismantle the Crows (both in canon and in my own version of events). He’s become wiser, stronger, more ambitious; no longer a tool to be used. He has a home and a purpose, and is as settled as he can be, what with all of the assassination business. So… “docked”.

anonymous asked:

Do omegaverse! Like dark is an omega his so is an alpha and maybe his alpha is really really really angry at dark for letting other alpha's eye fuck him. So dark and his so have angry sex. Idk just an idea

Dark whimpered as Wilford harshly bit his neck, marking him as his and only his. “I can’t believe I have to mark you again just so you remember not to let all those other alphas look at you. Fuck… You’re getting turned on by this aren’t you? You like it when I put my little breeder in his place? I’ll fucking knot you and make you full of my babies if you keep teasing me like this omega….” Dark whined as he ground against Wilford, his cock already hard and twitching. “I-I’m sorry Alpha! I-It won’t happen again!” Wilford growled again and leaned close to his lips. “I’ll make sure it won’t pup.” He then smashed his lips against him, gently running his nails down his sides as he began to grind back against his lover.

“You’re getting crumbs all over my bed”

Relationship: Crust

Fandom: Young Justice

Character: Wally

Walking into your room after your shower, you saw the red haired team speedster on your bed eating chips. He looked over at you and smiles and he started to talk with a mouth full of chips. You didn’t hear anything he said, the bottom of your right eye started to twitch as you saw some chip crumbs already on your bed.

“You’re getting crumbs all over my bed!” The words left your mouth louder than you thought but right now you didn’t care. Wally stopped talk then looked between you and the bed multiple times.

“Did you hear anything I just said?” He finally asked as you groaned moving over to him and pulling him off your bed.

“Out! I have to clean now.”

“They are just crumbs. Chill out.”

“Your bed can be crummy all you want but I don’t like mine like that.” Wally rolled his eyes before walking out.

“Told you not to bright the chips Baywatch,” Artemis smirked as Wally rounded the corner to away from your room.

“Shut up.”

Wolfstar Raises Harry part two

This is the second part of my series of oneshots depicting Sirius and Remus being excellent parents throught Harry’s school years. A lot of these are going to be shorter than those in the first part.

“Hello Moony, I mean Mr. Black, I mean Lupin, I mean,” Hermione had grown quite red by now. “Professor.” Despite his efforts not to Remus had begun to laugh slightly. “Still Lupin ‘Mione. One day though. We can still hope.” the young witch beamed up at his comment. “I say you make him take your name, or at least keep your own. Remus Black just doesn’t have the same ring as Remus Lupin.” “Of course,” he smiled once again. “Now everyone take a seat. Today we’ll be talking about Boggarts.”

“To think!” Sirius was already pacing madly. “To think I thought Harry could have one normal year without you bringing Dementors, because there was a tip Peter had been found in Hogsmeade! To think I thought Harry could go one year without someone threatening his life!” Sirius was really quite frightening now staring down the minister himself. “To think I thought you’d at least capture Peter in the process, but NO THE MAN WHO NEARLY LANDED ME IN AZKABAN IS STILL OUT THERE BIDING HIS TIME!
Fudge’s face tightened. “I advise you not to speak to me l-”
“I will speak to you as I wish for as long as you remain incompetent in keeping my son safe!”
“He’s not your son!”
Remus had stood straighter at this his eyes now narrowed. “He is as much our son, as you are your father’s!” Sirius even jumped at his sudden change in demeanor. He didn’t think he’d ever seen Remus this angry, even when things got closer to the full moon. The man at his side was livid, eyes darkened with rage, and face reddening. “If you ever so much as think any insinuation that Harry is not my or Sirius’s son, I will have you know, the world will turn over and spin off its axis before I let it go!” “I said watch your tongues!” “We will watch out tongues when you watch over the well beings of those you are supposed to govern!” At this a pant escaped Remus. In the fit of rage he’d lost his breath among other things. “Remus.” Sirius caught at his hand. “We should go. We need to check on Harryb Ron and Hermione. Ron’ll still be sleeping.” Remus’s eyes darted down to Sirius’s as he let his chest deflate. “Right. Harry, Hermione, and Ron. We should go.” and just as quickly as he had leaped to anger, Remus turned on his heel and stalked out the door with Sirius just behind.

“You saved him?” Remus’s eyes widened. “Does Hagrid know?” Hermione shook her head. “No one but us and Dumbledore.“ Now Ron was looking at them wearily, “No one else can know.” even as the adults in the situation Remus and Sirius found themselves to be the ones nodding vigorously. “Of course.” Remus said. “We swear.” Sirius was still nodding. “Good.” Harry was nodding as well now looking at his father’s. “Everything’s good.” Remus now saw what he was hinting at. “Not everything. It looks as though some things have been released, and,” his voice dropped very low now. “I won’t be able to continue.” “WHAT?” everyone expected Harry to make the largest uproar, or perhaps even Ron, disappointed at losing a teacher who he could quickly convince of his innocence. No one expected it to be Hermione’s voice that echoed around the wing. “We get one capable teacher, AND THEN THEY LEAVE AFTER A YEAR!” Remus kept his voice low still, “Hermione.” “No!” he was shocked to see a few tears swim in his eyes. “It’s not fair! You have to stay! That many can’t be upset! You’re wonderful!” “I wish everyone was as kind as you Hermione. I really wish I could stay.” and with those words the tears start to fall until Hermione’s across the bed with her arms around Remus’s neck. It’s a few moments later when he finally says, “You three’ve been through a lot tonight. Have some chocolate.” “Chocolate doesn’t solve everything Moony.” Sirius chided as a piece was thrust into his own hands. The eyes that turned back on him were filled with humor, “Have I taught you nothing Sirius?” “A few things.” Sirius leaned down kissing the other young man for a brief seconr. The chorus of groans, and eyerolls from the trio of friends was enough to bring an even wider grin to Sirius’s face.

“Your families will be found out in the hall.” As soon as Dumbledore had said it, the four victors were out the door. Harry recognized Fleur’s sister from the second task, and Amos Diggory from the World Cup, but he was more focused on the trio behind them. “Sirius!” the man’s head shot to attention as did the pair beside him’s. “Mrs. Weasley, Bill!” the smiles were all blinding as Harry rushed for his family. Sirius had pulled him into a one armed hug, already saying things along the lines of ‘Don’t like the looks of that Krum character,’ and ‘Watch your back around that Delacour girl.’ Mrs. Weasley was next in line hugging him as well, and lastly Bill who jovially shook Harry’s hand just before saying, “Well, lets go eat. I’ve missed Hogwarts feasts.”

“Harry, wake up!” Remus kept shaking his godson, but it did no good. He just wouldn’t wake up. “HARRY!” he had to nearly roar his name for him to finally jolt awake and into Remus’ ready embrace. “It was just a dream. It’s okay.” instinctively from years of nightmares and panic, Remus smoothed his hand over Harry’s hair. “It’s okay. You’re okay.” “Cedric-” the word came out as only a pant of air. “It’s not your fault Harry. Got it? It was Voldemort, only him, okay?” Harry’s nod didn’t quite convince his godfather. “Harry I’m serious. It is not your fault!” He quickly wiped away a stray bit if moiture under Harry’s eye. “If I had done something, anything, he’d be alive. He’d get to keep leaving. He’d get to be an auror, or a healer, or a Quidditch player, but he doesn’t get to anymore.” No words came as a reply. Remus didn’t know exactly what to say, so instead of false comfort, he only wrapped Harry a bit closer to him, and whispered just as much to himself as to Harry, “It’ll be okay. We’re safe. It’ll all be okay.”
3

“I HATE MY LIPS”

After I took this boy’s picture, I was told by his mom how self conscious he is about his vitiligo that’s developed over the past year. She told me that he hates his lips. He avoids looking at himself in the mirror and can hardly smile in pictures because he can’t bear the thought of his “ugly” lips being preserved in photographs. Can y'all do me a favor and like or reblog this? I wanna show him this post so he can see how poppin he actually is. I want him to realize that his skin is flawless and that his vitiligo is just an additional mark of distinction to the already unique beauty that is Blackness, in all of its various shades.

in this era that we’re in, self-love is crucial and we can’t afford to have our black children facing the world with anything less than overwhelming love and pride in their skin. Instagram.com/themightydexter

anonymous asked:

no but like you do know that even though tony realized that bucky was innocent he still tried to murder him and would have if steve hadn't been there to stop him? the russos confirmed it. i just don't get it how someone can claim to love a character but still support the person who almost murdered said character in cold blood and still hasn't shown any indication that he's sorry for his actions.

Okay, I’m glad you asked this because it gives me a reason to explain my feelings about the Act 3 fight in Civil War. Heads up for anyone reading this that this is gonna be a pretty long post with a lot of visual evidence. 

There’s several major points to the final fight scene:

  1. Had the fight continued, would Tony have killed Bucky?
  2. Understanding Tony’s reaction both from the perspective of grief and also from the perspective of trauma.
  3. Is this fight really about Bucky?

To fully understand the final scene, I think we have to look at all three of these. First and foremost - would Tony have actually killed Bucky?

So, the first several minutes of the fight, Tony hits Steve, knocking to the floor, and restrains him. His attention is clearly focused on Bucky who he engages in a fight. The fight continues for several seconds/minutes, until this important moment:

Tony: Do you even remember them?
Bucky: I remember all of them.

Here, Tony has Bucky in a chokehold. Cap is incapacitated somewhere else. Tony could easily snap Bucky’s neck right here, yet he pauses and asks him about his parents. Tony then flies down, still holding Bucky and Cap intercepts them mid-air:

Several things to point out: if Tony was about to kill Bucky, why didn’t he do it just then? They all fall down, Bucky falling onto another platform, Tony and Steve falling to the floor, with Steve rolling forwards. This is an important moment - from here on now the action switches. Tony’s attention is now fixed on Steve solely, not Bucky. The two begin to fight.

Bucky joins in and we have the well known Bucky, Steve and Tony choreography. Then Tony shoots a repulsor beam at Steve, knocking him back, and Bucky attacks Tony, attempts to rip out the reactor at which point Tony’s reactor fires a repulsor beam and Bucky’s arm is ripped off from the blast.

Despite this, Tony doesn’t attempt to use his repulsor, despite having an arm free:

Instead he tries to pry Bucky’s arm away from the reactor. But Bucky is too strong. I’ve rewatched the scene several times and Tony doesn’t actually fire a repulsor with his arm. Instead the reactor begins to glow:

Before it shoots out a beam:

This is also important as it means the reactor has a failsafe in the case of someone trying to remove it. 

If Tony wanted to hurt Bucky why didn’t he fire a repulsor from his arm straight into Bucky’s face? Why did he attempt to simply pry Bucky’s hand away? I don’t think he intentionally tried to shoot Bucky’s arm off, instead the reactor has a failsafe and released a repulsor and since Bucky had his arm on the reactor it hit him straight in the arm, causing it to be ripped off from the force.

Once Bucky loses his arm, then Tony hits him with a repulsor in the back which yes, I admit wasn’t necessary and was awful. At this point Cap gets up and we get this iconic shot:

Steve and Tony begin to fight and Steve has the upper hand, Tony is cornered against the wall and has no way of fighting against Steve:

At this point Tony has FRIDAY analyse Cap’s fight pattern and use it against him. Which leads to this point of the fight:

Tony punches Steve several times while he kneels, Bucky’s body behind him. Then he grabs him, and tosses him away from Bucky:

Tony: Stay down. Final warning.

The camera pans to a wide shot, and this, this moment is visually INTEGRAL to this entire fight. Wide shots are intended to show the audience the entire scene, they focus on everything as a whole, revealing to the audience what is going on.

That’s why this shot is so important. Bucky is on the floor, incapable of protecting himself. Steve is several feet away from Bucky and Tony is in between the two. Tony could easily turn around and kill Bucky - so why doesn’t he? The camera pans to this, revealing to us that Bucky (and Steve) are completely vulnurable - note even the visual difference between Tony, standing up, and Bucky and Steve, both on the floor. Here, Tony is solely in control. Yet he issues Cap a warning, and completely ignores Bucky.

This also majorly answers the third point as it keys the audience in completely that at the core, this is not a fight about Bucky. It solidifies the idea that this is not a fight between Bucky and Tony, but a fight between Steve and Tony. 

Bucky attempts to intervene as Tony raises his reactor - presumably to hurt Cap - at which point Tony kicks him in the face. Steve lifts Tony and throws him to the floor where he begins to hit him over and over. He rips off Tony’s helmet and raises the shield. Close shots prevent us from seeing what is going on, until we see this:

Visually we expect Steve to kill Tony. He doesn’t. Again, this is very important to the narrative as it mirrors Tony’s attempt to kill Bucky. 

Tony attacks Bucky. 

Steve attacks Tony.

Tony looks like he might kill Bucky. We never find out if he really would as the fight shifts, but it seems he wouldn’t have actually gone through it.

Steve looks like he is about to kill Tony. He doesn’t.

The two practically mirror each other - the difference is we actually see Steve on the verge of killing Tony, only for him to choose not to. The audience knows then, that no matter how hurt or angry they are, no matter how broken, how furious, how much they fight each other, that ultimately at heart, they are not people who would kill each other - at least in my personal opinion. Steve’s attempt to kill Tony, only for him not to, parallels Tony’s attempt to kill Bucky, only to choose not to - in my personal opinion. 

I know that I’ve mainly focused on the first and third point. The second point is also important, in understanding Tony’s reaction. Firstly, someone seeing someone’s murder is highly unsettling to any human being. Tony seeing his parents murdered, hearing them being murdered, is very much the equivalent of someone being exposed to footage of a shooting - it is highly traumatic to witness that type of violence, no matter what it is, and many people actually have to get therapy for this. 

Tony’s reaction is also heightened though because what he is witnessing is not strangers, but his own parents being murdered - he is shown his father’s face being caved in, and his mother begging for her husband as she is strangled to death. So not only is Tony exposed to something extremely violent, upsetting and triggering, but it is also done on a personal level to him. Does that mean what he did was right? No. Attacking Bucky was completely wrong, of course. But is it understandable? Yes, in my personal opinion. 

Your parent’s death is not something you get over. Now I understand that the difference is that Bucky was brainwashed and made to do what he did. I understand that Bucky is as much a victim as Maria or Howard in this situation completely. But grief and trauma don’t work logically - Tony does not have the time to process what he just saw, he lashes out. 

And in the end, despite the fact that he has the chance to kill Bucky, he doesn’t. His focus shifts to Steve.

As to what the writers/directors say, I don’t particularly trust what the writers or the producers say - they are the same people who thought it was normal to have Steve kiss Sharon only 48 hours after Peggy died, so their opinion is not something I trust. Plus, that perspective clashes with the perspective of the stunt choreographer (I think) who says that Tony aims to incapacitate, not harm, throughout the movie.

I don’t in any way think that what Tony did was “right” - but I understand why he did it. If we can understand Steve for nearly trying to kill Tony, if we can understand T’Challa for several times attempting to kill Bucky (note that T’Challa specifically stated that he “will kill Bucky himself”, so there is no doubt as to his intentions), then we can understand Tony’s attempt too. If you decide to continue to dislike Tony for attempting to kill Bucky, then I hope you are prepared to dislike T’Challa too.

[Note: Please do not comment on this post as to how Tony and T’Challa’s cases differ. Canon facts are that T’Challa, like Tony, also attempts to kill Bucky and states his intentions himself: “I’ll kill him myself, Ms. Romanoff”. What he does is premeditated.]

  • McDanno fandom following S6 finale: *researching after-effects of liver transplant*
  • McDanno fandom following S7 finale: *researching symptoms of radiation poisoning*

The cult ending isn’t canon. It was something that had to be datamined, which means it was either content that was decided against being put in the game (thus, not canon, because they changed their minds), or it’s something for future DLC (Halloween, anyone?), which could also very well mean it isn’t canon if it is just a spooky story type DLC.

The good ending for Joseph is glitched because of one of Mary’s final interactions. You’re supposed to walk her home and talk with her. Their marriage is failing, and she’s already been cheating on him. Even if she didn’t sleep with the men she flirted with, it’s still cheating. It’s not okay. Things are all going wrong. Their marriage can’t work because neither of them are happy. They need a good ending.

On that note…Please, can we have some wholesome Joseph stuff? I wanted to play a lighthearted gay dating sim (as a gay man, it’s really fucking upsetting that I can’t even have that) and all I’m getting is hate towards this character, hate against the people who romance this character, and creepy cult shit. I just want to look at my cute boy in the way the game intended. Something light hearted, sweet, sometimes sexy. I want wholesome Joseph stuff. Can we please pull away from this toxicity?

It’s not canon, the game is glitched, we need more information before we can officially shit on this character and the people trying to date him. Can you just give a gay boi his gay boi?

Hers

And there he stands in all his glory, laughing at something Chris Nolan said to him, a glass of whisky in his hand and his arm around her waist. And all I could do was stand here, from afar, watching them.

“He’ll notice if you keep staring, darling.” Anne handed me a glass of champagne.

“I-I-I was not staring. Just looking how wonderful they are together.” I could feel my face turn red by the second.

“Oh, darling, don’t try to fool yourself, I know you have feelings for him.” She smiled lightly at me. “Actually, I always thought you’re going to be together.”

My smile faltered and I looked at the floor. Silly Y/N, of course Anne knew. Apparently, everybody did! The boys, Gemma, Lou and now Anne. Clearly, I am not very good in hiding my feelings for my best friend. The guy who knows me better than anyone and yet can’t realize how much I adore him.

Harry and I have been friends since we were kids, really. Eventually we went separate ways: He went out to become the biggest celebrity out there and I went to college. Even though we lived in different worlds, we never stopped talking. We’re still best friends even after all this time.

I love him.

But it wasn’t always like this. When we’re younger, our parents used to tell us we would eventually get married. We’re too perfect for each other, that’s something we always knew, even though we didn’t have this types of feeling for each other.

It was in my senior year of college that this said feelings started to show. I spent a few weeks with him and the boys while they’re on tour and suddenly I started to fall for my best friend. If you have seen any movie out there, you would think that the feeling was mutual and we’re happily ever after. Not how things turned out, I’m afraid to tell you. I spent 6 weeks trying to find a way to tell him my feelings, even asked for the boys’ help, but when I was close to figure a way out, he met her. And gosh, how much he adored her. Since the beginning!

You know that stupid line that said when you love someone, you gotta let them go and find their happiness? His happiness was she and I couldn’t stand in the way of that. Even though I knew I loved him more than she could ever love him, it was time for me to set him free.

So I came back. Came to the UK, finished college and found a job I actually like. My life is all put together, as Harry likes to remind me. He’s right, my life is put together, except for my love life. I tried so hard to get over him, to not have feelings for him. I dated, I tried everything I could, but he was always there, in the back of my mind, even when I met my ex-boyfriend, Daniel. We broke up a few months later because he knew I had feelings for my best friend. Poor Dan, such a nice guy and I couldn’t love him.

Harry came back home. And moved in with her, much to my dismay. They’re together for 3 years now and they don’t seem to be breaking up anytime soon. I’m not gonna lie, I’ve thought about telling him, just to get it out of my chest, but I can’t. I cannot ruin this for him. I would rather suffer in silence than ruin his happiness and our friendship.

“Have you thought about telling him?” She asked me while we watched the couple from afar.

“I did.” I whispered. “I just can’t. He’s happy, Anne. He deserves to be happy.”

“My son is a fool, darling. He doesn’t know, but he does have feelings for you. A mother always know and I’m telling you he does. But I understand your side, I just don’t wanna see you both losing time with other people when you could be together!”

I breathed a laugh. Anne was always our biggest supporter, so it’s not a shock to me she would rather me with her son than his actual girlfriend. The poor girl is not a bad girl; she’s just not right for him.

She doesn’t get it how he can be such a morning person, always waking up at a 100%, telling everyone ‘good morning’ in his raspy voice. She thinks its annoying, but the truth is if he doesn’t do this, we’ll go back to sleep and miss his whole day. She doesn’t get his obsession for good health, but if she just asked him about it, she would understand he actually believes that those junk foods can kill you slowly, and he can’t lose anyone in his life, so we all have to eat health food. At least around him. She doesn’t understand how he can feel so down after reading mean comments on the internet, because for her how could The Harry Styles feel anything less than perfect?! He thinks he’s not worth it, even though he truly does deserve everything good that ever happened to him. However, he has insecurities, because by the end of the day, he is just Harry. And all he really wants is cuddles and a few reassurance words that those people are just mean people and are not telling the truth.

She doesn’t know him and a part of me thinks she just doesn’t want to. Yes, she knows what he likes for breakfast, what calms him when his in a bad mood, but she doesn’t know the little things I do.

It’s sad, if you think about it. He’s been with her for 3 years and she doesn’t get him. Maybe that’s why when he needs someone, he runs to me. He runs to my house at 3 A.M just so he could talk about his bad day. She never saw him cry, because he only cries when we’re alone and he can truly show his feelings. I’m the first person he calls when something good or bad happens. I’m his emergence contact in the hospital, I’m his safe place to go when he needs to just take a break. I’m the one who could leave her whole life on hold, just to take care of him when needed.

It’s sad because even thought I am his person, I’m not his and he’s not mine. She has him and I can’t truly express how much I wish that could be me.

“He looks nervous.” I pointed out to Anne.

“I was about to ask you this… Do you know why? He’s been like this for a few weeks now.” She looked deep in thought, trying to find a reason for her son odd behavior.

“I think…” I was interrupted by Louis, who looked out of breath.

“You need to stop him, he will make a terrible mistake, please Y/N, stop him!”

“Louis, what’s going on? What are you talking about? Breathe, Lou.”

“You don’t get it, he’ll…”

“Can I have everyone’s attention, please?” Harry called out from the center of the room. The party quickly died down, waiting for his speech. “I would like to thank you all for coming to my Dunkirk party. It’s so nice to enjoy the movie’s success with all of you, so thank you!”

Everyone around the room clapped and Louis was fussing by side. He looks nervous and I couldn’t understand why.

“As you know this is a special night for me and I wanted to be even more special. Lexa, can you come here, darling?” He asked his girlfriend to join him and I could already feel the tension growing around me. Anne, Louis, Niall, Liam, Lou and Gemma surrounded me and we all were just waiting for something to happen. Anything.

“Lexa, we’ve been together for 3 years next week and I feel so blessed to have you by side. I was smitten with you since the moment I saw you, you can ask Y/N for confirmation.” Everybody laughed a little and I could feel a knot in my through already. “So, in this special date for me and surrounded by friends and family, I would like to ask you…” he got down on one knee. “Will you marry me?”

And just like that my world stopped. I couldn’t hear anything, but I could see her nod and everyone clap for them. I think the boys were talking to me, but I could barely understand what was happening.

He proposed to her.

He is hers.

She is his.

And just like that I realized that all these years loving him, taking care of him, weren’t enough to make him fall for me. I was a silly girl who believed in the fairy tale that everyone thought we would live. I loved him with everything in me, I was always his but he was never mine.

And just like that I ran out of the party, leaving everyone – including the love of my life – behind.

I was always his.

He was never mine.

He was always hers.

*** 

Part 2

It’s been a while, I know, but I hope you’ve liked this. Please, leave me your thoughts about this oneshot, talk to me pleeease. Sorry for any mistakes, English is not my first language!

All the love, B. 

MASTERLIST

I Am Not Doing You

Request: @crownie-sr   Hello Ms. Taw, Would it be so kind if you could a Bucky drabble for #44 because I WOULD LIKE TO DIE FROM READING ONE OF UR WRITING BECAUSE THEY TOO GOOD FOR MY FUCKING EYES

Prompts:   44)  You didn’t do the dishes, I’m not doing you.” ( I changed a little bit, I hope you don’t mind)

Words: 1170

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Warnings: Fluffy and a little bit of smut but barely.

Thank you @widowsfics  you are the best and i love you.

As soon as you entered your apartment you knew something was wrong, the place was too silent and too cold for your liking. Your heart broke when you saw your boyfriend cuddling up with your pillow and blanket in your bed. 

He looked so vulnerable right now, he was relaxed but at the same time, he looked like he hadn’t slept in ages. Your heart breaks a little because he looks so adorable, that you can’t help to lay next to him and trace your fingers in his jawline and hair. 

Even being asleep you can see how tired he is, he has bags under his eyes and he still has his scruff for a few days ago. You plant a kiss in his forehead making him moan, you doubt that he even knows what is happening right now “Wake up, baby. I am here and I love you.” You say softly, making him know that he is safe.

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anonymous asked:

Bucky, can you tell us about a time you had to force Steve to go to medical because he thinks he's pretty much invincible?

my favorite times is when steve is unconscious. or really punch drunk. because then i can just drag him into medical. and i dont really have to worry about brain damage because 1. he’s already an idiot and 2. healing factor.

( which is not to say that his healing factor is enough to keep him out of medical. it’s not. he still has to go in, no matter what he says. the only ones who get out of medical on the healing factor excuse are wade and logan. and that’s just because they’re too much of a pain to bother with. so steve still has to go to medical. )

you would think being raised by a nurse would teach him to respect medical. but no. 

he broke his hand–his whole damn hand, not just the fingers–punching a solid concrete wall a month ago. he wasnt aiming for the wall. (he claims.) he was aiming for a doombot, which dodged, and he hit the wall instead. it may have been the only doombot ever made with a survival instinct. if only steve could have borrowed that after clint shot the doombot’s head off.

since steve is steve, and he thinks erskine and howard injected him with adamantium instead of superjuice, he just kept fighting with his broken hand. and he kept forgetting it was broken. (and yelling swearwords over the comms every time he punched something with it. language, steve.) 

so afterwords, all of us knew he was injured–it was pretty hard to miss, what with the swearing and the swelling. if the universe was kind, or if steve was less stubborn, he would have accepted the inevitable and just gone to medical. obviously he did not do that. instead, he started doing the ‘im just fine my hands are always this weird looking bucky what are you talking about’ routine. i think he was just planning on setting the bones himself, though i really dont want to know how exactly he planned to do that. i was fixing to just grab him and haul him off. 

i guess he could see it in my expression, because he made a break for it, and tried to grab hold of tony as he was taking off. except tony didn’t see him coming, and the two of them only made it about twelve feet up before steve throwing off tony’s balance managed to crash them both. 

the iron man is pretty heavy. steve wound up under it. 

he broke his other hand.

after that he went to medical quietly.

(he was not quiet for long. theres no greater force of irritation than bedridden steve who can’t use his hands to do things. he gets bored and then i start really missing being cryofrozen)

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please don’t let me name my MC (jks hey winks @ Alan)

Transparent Crystalline Solid (intro)

Bucky Barnes x (enhanced)Reader

Notes: (the usual) troubled pasts, swearing, smut, fluff, angst/heartbreak.

A/N: All new! I had inspiration slap me straight across the face, and here we are! This one might hurt a little, but y’all know me, I’m a sucker for a happy ending. 

Summary: Bucky has charm, looks, a great smile, and he knows how to talk to a lady. The thing is, he does know it. Bucky’s a womaniser, there’s no doubt about it. But when he lays eyes upon the newest addition to the team, he might’ve found a reason to change his ways. Unfortunately, he knows he’s a coward, and he knows change isn’t easy. Lying.. is so much easier. 

Ice: frozen water, a brittle transparent crystalline solid.


Originally posted by winter-capricorn


The first time she catches Bucky’s eye, he knows he has to have her. One way or another, he has to. Here he was, minding his own business, enjoying a smoke on one of the compound’s huge balcony’s, when Stark ushered this girl -no, woman- in through the elevator doors.

“Come on in, Y/N, welcome to the Avengers, and this..” Tony waves his arm around in a dramatic-only-Stark-can-pull-it-off fashion, “is the living room.. Sort of speak”

The woman -Y/N- laughs, a soft and guarded sound, but no less beautiful because of it, and nods, “This is pretty crazy, Tony. Pepper didn’t exaggerate”

“Do I ever?” Pepper comes walking in from the other direction and smiles a warm smile towards Y/N. “It’s so good to see you again. I’m glad you finally decided to come” she says as she wraps her arms around Y/N and squeezes.

Y/N returns the gesture with warmth, and Bucky can’t help but desperately wanting to be on the receiving end of such an embrace.

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Reaction: Your lips taste sweet.

Request: Bts reacts to your lips tasting sweet? (Sorry if that’s a bit weird) 

~Bts reaction. 

(Gifs not mine. Credit to original poster/owner).

Kim Seokjin:

Originally posted by missbaptan

You and Jin would be cooking something to help him unwind after a long day of practice. Every time he turned his back you’d quickly lick some of the cake mix off your fingers, making sure he didn’t see so he wouldn’t give out to you for “wasting his delicious food” and go on a rant about how you didn’t appreciate his superior cooking skills. After putting the cake in the oven he rested his head against the shelf and let out a deep sigh. You pushed yourself up onto the counter and started staring at him, taking a moment to appreciate your beautiful boyfriend. He looked up and caught you staring and a slight blush crept across your cheeks, but you didn’t look away. He smiled and leaned in to kiss you. He pulled back almost immediately, his eyes narrowed in suspicion. “Jagi?” He asked. “Hmmm?” you answered, slipping off the counter, already knowing he’d caught on. “Why do your lips taste…sweet?” “I don’t know what you mean,” you shrugged innocently. “Don’t lie to me, I know my food.” He stepped closer. “And I know my own cake mix.” You prepared yourself for another rant but instead he leaned in again, and the kiss lasted a lot longer this time. You were slightly breathless when he drew back, a cocky smile on his lips. “I knew I was a good cook.”

Min Yoongi:

Originally posted by bangtaninspired

You knew the rules when you were sick. Yoongi was an idol, and being sick meant not preforming. You didn’t want to be the reason he couldn’t do something he loved so you had both come up with a set of rules to stop that from happening. But you had to admit not being able to see him while battling a chest infection was hard and even though you’d never give him the satisfaction of hearing you say it, you missed him. You were feeling better, but you told him to stay away to be on the safe side. You figured one more day of sleeping on the  couch should put you right. The next thing you knew you were being shaken awake and you groggily opened your eyes to see Yoongi smiling at you. You first instinct was to hug him but instead you pushed him back. “What are you doing?!?!!?” “Calm down,” he rolled his eyes. “I’m only checking in, just don’t cough on me.” You sighed and brushed your hair out of your face. You checked the time and realised you’d forgotten about your medicine completely. “Can you please just pass me the bottle beside you?” you asked. “You’re pretty unenthusiastic for someone who hasn’t seen their boyfriend in days,” he picked up the bottle, glancing at the label. “Ugh, medicine.” “I have an excuse for being unenthusiastic…for once, I’m sick!” you replied “And I actually don’t mind that medicine, it’s really sugary.” You poured the medicine onto the spoon and took it. “Unfortunately I meant it when I said I was just checking in, I literally have to go back right now.” Out of instinct he leaned down and gave you a quick peck on the lips to say goodbye. You laughed at the puzzled face he made when he drew back. “What??” you asked. “Your lips are really sweet” he said “What..? Oh! the medicine,” you realised, wiping your sleeve across your mouth. “You’re right it’s actually nice!” he said. “Or was it your lips? Let my try again!” He leaned in but you pushed him back. “No! You’re not getting sick because of me!” He fell back and picked up the bottle of medicine, putting a drop on his finger. Before you could stop him he licked the drop off his finger and shook his head in over dramatic disappointment. “I knew it!” he said. “It’s not the same.”

Kim Namjoon:  

Originally posted by imemegines

You looked up at the menu of his favourite coffee shop. You already knew what to get him but you weren’t really in the mood for your usual coffee. You saw there was a toasted marshmallow hot chocolate and figured you’d try it.             Roughly 5 minutes later you were opening the door to the studio as quietly as possible as not to disturb him. His forehead was pressed against the table but you knew he wasn’t asleep as his fingers were drumming a steady beat against the table. You recognised the signs of writer’s block all too well so you silently placed his coffee in front of him. You pulled up the other office chair and started drinking your hot chocolate. A minute later he let out a deep sigh and looked up at you, taking a sip of his coffee. “Don’t pressure yourself,” you said. “What are you writing about? Maybe I can help?” “That’s exactly the problem!” he said. “I have no idea what to write about! It feels like I’ve already done everything,” he sighed. “Maybe I should just give up for today,” he said. Before he could go back to his finger drumming state you took hold of his chin, pulling his face up so he was looking directly into your eyes. “Don’t worry,” you said. “You are my genius boyfriend and you will always think of something.” He smiled and closed the distance between you two. He pulled back pretty fast and the side of his mouth was lifted in a smile. “How do your…” he said “What?” you asked nervously. “How do your lips taste so sweet?” he laughed. “Oh!” you said, laughing with him. “I tried a new drink,” you said, lifting your cup and shaking it in front of him. “Hmmmm I like it!” he said kissing you again, for longer this time. Eventually you pushed him away, putting a hand up to your cheek to hide it’s redness. “Stop!” you said. “Your coffee’s getting cold!” “I think I’ve found something I prefer,” he grinned. Suddenly a thoughtful look came across his face, his smile widening. “I’ve never written a song about a girl with sweet lips…”

Jung Hoseok:  

Originally posted by hoseoh

Dancing with Hobi was one of your favourite ways to spend your time, and It’s how you’d spend most of your time together. After another few hours of dancing together, you collapsed into a heap against the mirror at the back of the room, completely out of breath. You picked up your bottle of black currant and drained the entire thing. You leaned back and watched your boyfriend dance, admiring his natural talent. After a few minutes he stopped the music and plopped down beside you. He took a minute to get his breath back, he was clearly exhausted. He sighed and put his head in your lap. “Hobi!” you protested, “Get off.” “Can’t,” he replied. “I have been put into a dance coma and the only way to wake me up is true love’s kiss!” You suppressed a smile and pretended to be annoyed. “Is this the only way you’ll get off me???” He didn’t reply, just pursed his lips and made kissy noises at you. You sighed and rolled your eyes, then leaned down to give him what was supposed to be a quick peck but before you could pull back, he sat up and put his hand on the back of your neck without breaking the kiss. You eventually pulled yourself away putting your hands up to hide your flushed cheeks. “What was that?” asked Hoseok, a curious look on his face. “What was what?!?!?” you demanded, still slightly flustered over how quickly the kiss had escalated. “Your lips! They taste…I don’t know, sweet?” “What?” you said confused. You thought for a moment then realised; “Ohhhh, I brought blackcurrant as a drink instead of water.” “I like it!” he replied “Can I have some?” “Sorry, all gone,” you replied, shaking the empty bottle in his face. “No faaaiiiiiiirrrrr!!!!!” he screeched, marking the beginning of another Hobi tantrum. “You owe me another kiss!”

Park Jimin:

Originally posted by jeonsshi

You had just put the last spoon of chocolate cake in your mouth when he came back from the bathroom and sat back down opposite you. His eyes widened when he saw your empty plate. “Are you my girlfriend or a vacuum?” he asked. “It’s not my fault!” you defended. “It was just too delicious!” Jimin tutted. “Well now I’ll never know, I had wanted want to try some.” “Don’t try guilt tripping me!” you protested. “I offered you some before you went to the toilet and you said you were too full for dessert anyway!” You asked for the bill and a few minutes of playful bickering later you had moved on and were leaving the restaurant. You shivered as you stepped out into the cold night air and Jimin shyly took your hand as you started walking. As usual time spent with him flew by and before you knew it you were standing outside your apartment block. “I’d stay for a bit but I have to get up early for practice tomorrow,” he said, taking on an apologetic tone. “It’s fine,” you said. “I understand,” you smiled to reassure him. He put one hand to the side of your face and kissed you. Barely into the kiss, he started giggling. You pulled back and he fell back, laughing properly now. “What is it?” you asked. “You were right,” he giggled. “That chocolate cake really was delicious,” You put your hand up to your mouth and giggled with him. “Can you actually taste it?” you giggled. “Yep” he grinned, then leaned in to give you a quick peck. “I guess I got to try it after all!”

Kim Taehyung:

Originally posted by cyyphr

Tae led you by the hand, and even though you trusted him completely you were very conscious of the fact that you were wearing a blindfold in, judging from what you could hear, some kind of public park. “Are we almost there?” you asked. “Seriously, people are going to think that we’re weird!!!” He laughed. “We are weird,” he replied. “Aaaand we’re just about here…” Suddenly you felt something brush against your face. You spluttered and flailed a bit, stopping when you heard Tae laughing at you. “OK,” he said, taking a breath to stop himself from laughing. “You can take off the blindfold.” You slipped it over your head and saw that the thing that had brushed against your face was a willow branch reaching all the way to the ground. You were standing in the middle of the willow tree, surrounded by it’s drooping branches, the sunlight creeping in through gaps. “Wow,” you said, breath-taken. “That’s not all,” Tae smiled. He took your hand and led you around to the other side of the trunk, where a blanket had been laid out with food on top. “Tae…” you said, overcome by how much thought he had put into this. “I’ve been so busy lately and I wanted to make it up to you,” he shrugged. “Now sit down and eat!”

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A little while later you were eating strawberries, your head in his lap. His eyes were closed and you were both just enjoying a quiet moment together. He opened his eyes to see you eating the last strawberry, the clean plate beside you. “Wow I didn’t get to even try one of the strawberries, you demolished them!” he said. “You should get more while they’re in season, they’re amazing,” you replied. “I didn’t even know they were in season,” he confessed. “Well they are, trust me,” you replied. He smiled. “I do”. He leaned down to kiss you, but he pulled back quickly his head cocked in curiosity. “What?” you asked, sitting up. Without answering he kissed you again, properly this time. When he pulled back he was grinning. “What is it?” you asked. He attacked you with several quick kisses around your lips, making you giggle. “I thought I imagined it the first time but I guess I didn’t,” he shook his head. “Well, now I can agree, strawberries are  definitely in season.”

Jeon Jungkook:

Originally posted by jeonbase

You knew this was going to happen again when you made plans to spend the day together. You and Jungkook were way too competitive and you’d often try to settle matters with competitions upon competitions. You had gone to the park to play a casual game of basketball, which turned into an aggressive 1 on 1, ending in a tie. This led to a race, then a soccer match… and before you knew it several hours had passed and you were both about to collapse because of the heat and pure exhaustion from your mini Olympics. You had started walking back to his place, and you were still insisting he had cheated in the first game of basketball. He rolled his eyes. “Okay Okay, will you just drop it now?” He looked around and saw an ice cream truck. “OK if I buy you ice cream can we forget the match and move on?” You jokingly mulled it over. “Hmmmm… no but you’re going to buy it anyway,” you smiled and pushed him towards the van, knowing he already knew what you wanted. A few minutes later you were sitting on a bench together. “Well we can agree on one thing,” he said. You tilted your head at him “And what is that?” He put the last of his ice cream in his mouth. “I’m better at picking ice cream flavours.” “OH MY GOD!” you sat back “Does everything have to be a competition with you?!?!” “Only because you won’t admit I’m better than you at anything,” he replied defensively. “And I’m better than you at everything.” “Okay number 1….” you continued on in a rant about how he was wrong but rather than listening he rolled his eyes and kissed you to shut you up. A bit into the kiss he pulled back laughing. “What is it?” you asked. “Well,” he said tilting his head. “I hate to admit this but,” he gave you a peck on the lips. “I can’t deny it,” he shook his head. “You might be right about being better about picking ice cream flavours.” ~admin-coffee-addict.

Various couples, summer training

Jack and Bitty

They have different body types and different styles of play, so certain things don’t work. 

“I can’t–it wouldn’t be safe for me to spot that.” Bitty looks at the multiple 25 lb plates balancing Jack’s bar.

“Oh. Sorry.”

Bitty laughs. “Did you forget I’m short?”

Jack likes that he didn’t say weak, because Bitty isn’t weak. If you compare what he lifts to what he weighs he’s actually one of the strongest people on the team, literally. But weights are out.

Cardio, on the other hand…

Bitty sprints to the end of the block and then turns around, laughing. “You’re so slow!” he calls out, an instant before Jack collides with him. “No! No noggies!”

Jack is laughing as he scrubs his hand through Bitty’s hair. This, they can do together.

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Pillowtalk

Summary: You crash at Bangtan’s dorm after your apartment has a gas leak. The thing is Taehyung’s the only member there to keep you company. In more ways than one.

Genre: PWP, graphic smut

Pairing: Taehyung x Reader

Music: Blanket Kick by BTS (sorry this cute song got corrupted)

Words: 7,525


Originally posted by tae-taeshi

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