civilian was so not the word is was looking for

queenamidala  asked:

“my country’s going through some issues so i’m here in hiding and you’re a civilian who lives in the same apartment complex as me” for Jon/Sansa if you have time please! Thank you for your amazing words

it’s been 84 years but i finally wrote this, @queenamidala, and i hope you like it! modern au, 1244 words. title is from the bleachers song.

you’re still a mystery (someday i’m gonna make this right)


“What,” says Sam, looking up from Robbins and Cotran Pathologic Basis of Disease as Jon walked into their flat, “do you know of Winterfell?”


“Small country far up north,” Jon replies, setting the box of pizza down on the coffee table. “Cold as balls but lovely, from what I hear.”


“Not so lovely anymore.” Sam nods at the television, where the words “breaking news” and “civil war” are superimposed over footage of smoke rising from a skyline straight out of a medieval fairy tale. Winterfell’s historical architecture has always been its biggest draw, but right now Jon feels more sorry for its people. As a firefighter, he knows that being trapped in a burning building is a fate that no human being should have to endure.


“The king and queen are dead, apparently, and all the heirs have gone missing,” Sam continues. “Nasty business.”


“Very sad,” Jon agrees.


Two days later, a new tenant moves into the modest apartment building on the Street of the Sisters, and Jon is roused in the middle of the night by Ghost whining and scratching frantically at the door. Thinking that his normally quiet Northern Inuit needs to relieve himself on the lamp post by the curb, Jon groggily pulls on a shirt, stumbles through the living room, and throws open the door— only to curse as Ghost makes a beeline for the unit next to his and Sam’s.


“Sorry, I’m so sorry, he doesn’t…” Jon’s already babbling before he stops short at the sight of Ghost clambering all over the woman kneeling in the hallway, cooing in delight and running her fingers through his white fur.


“… bite,” Jon finishes, scratching his head. His dog tends to be wary of strangers, so this behavior is weird, to say the least.


“I was moving stuff around. The commotion probably woke him up,” the woman says, getting to her feet. She’s tall and pretty, with long black hair and eyes that are a captivating shade of blue even in the hallway’s yellow sodium light.


“Yeah, the walls are pretty thin,” Jon says, ill at ease. She’s dressed simply— jeans, boots, a gray sweater— but something about her demeanor makes him ashamed to be standing here barefoot, in boxers and a ratty shirt. “I’m Jon, by the way. Jon Snow.”


The woman shakes his proffered hand, flashing him a polite smile. “Alayne Stone.”

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Alrighty guys

So, as you may have noticed, May is right around the corner and quickly creeping up to us. 

And that means AP Tests. Oh boy.

I’ve got a few messages requesting some classes, so I am going to do a broad generalization for a few courses. 

AP SCIENCES

Whether it be chemistry or bio, remember not to get overwhelmed with the insane amount of info in your textbook. DO NOT REREAD CHAPTERS. Skim, read chapter summaries, look at chapter notes online (coursenotes is a great website for this). Rereading the book will over stress you and discourage you from your objective:

Get the big picture, focus on important details, and move on. We only have a week, so do NOT get caught up on these things. Watch Bozeman videos or Khan Academy. If you find you are spending 6 hours on a topic, thats your sign that you are taking too long. 

Also: get used to the multiple choice format (for bio kids) and learn how to skim/take notes on the test. Its ok to make your paper look crappy with tons of pencil marks. 

AP HISTORY

Again, do not forget the big picture– they like turning points, how events affected civilians and other countries around them, and comparisons. Get a few dates memorized so you can slap them on your test. It looks good on an FRQ. For DBQ’s my best advice is to try to get through the reading fast and jot down notes. These things will slow you down and suck up all your time, so use it wisely. 

AGAIN: Get the big picture, focus on important details, and move on.

AP MATH

Get used to the format. You may know the subject material really well, but that doesn’t mean much when their choice of words is abstract and confusing. Take FRQs. Practice multiple choice. Learn what graphs mean when relating them to other functions (I’m looking at you, derivatives!!). Master the ‘hint’ words like rates, average, accumulation etc that will help guide you on the test. 

AP LIT

LOOK AT THE QUESTIONS FIRST. They will reveal what the passages are about. Read fast, take notes, read it again. Answer some questions. If they take too long? Move on and the next question may help you answer your previous question. For essays, ADDRESS ALL PARTS OF THE PROMPT. That is extremely important. And for at least one passage, they will recommend that you use the given literary terms so USE IT AND EXPAND ON IT. Review some literary terms for some books you read during the year and then relax. You can’t really study for this test, just trust in your abilities and get used to the time limit. 

To all AP students: I wish you luck on your studying! Breathe, drink lots of water, and change environments. Sometimes studying in one place will suck out your soul. Reward yourself. Take small breaks. You can do this and will do this!

Now go study!

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You weren’t suppose to see it. The way he tore into their necks, the way their bodies became limp after being drained of blood, or even the way Kol looked frightened and ashamed that once again he gave in to the temptation of vampirism.

It was late, far too late for anyone to be lurking outside. But those poor, innocent civilians just happened to be at the wrong place at the wrong time. Kol backed away, stumbling over his feet trying so desperately to come to terms with what he did.

Not one said a word, not until the moon disappeared and was replaced by the sun.

Kol was sitting on the bar stool, head lowered, dry blood stains on his grey shirt. You were leaning against the wall most of the night, but moved closer to where he was.

“It wasn’t your fault, Kol. Learning to be a vampire again, no-one said that was going to be easy”. Your throat was dry, it cracked as you spoke.

His position didn’t move and you could barely hear his faint mumbles. “You need to leave, darling”. He stated with a low, deep voice.

It was his way of trying to scare you. In his eyes, if he painted himself as a monster for long enough, surely you’d be able to see it too?. But you didn’t believe he was one, in fact, you knew that just because he got burdened with becoming a vampire again it didn’t automatically make him a monster. Not to you anyway.

Extending your arm over the chair, you hesitated. No because you were afraid, but because you weren’t sure it was the right move considering Kol’s posture. “I’m not going to let you push me away, not this time”. He remained as he was, so you continued. “Kol, being a vampire doesn’t mean that you’re irredeemable or a savage monster that needs to be stopped. You’re capable of love, I’ve seen it, I’ve felt it. Yeah, okay, sometimes you lose control-”

“Why are you telling me all of this?”. Kol rudely interrupted, annoyance was projected in his tone.

Striking back with the same annoyance, you needed him to hear you. “Because I know you’re going to keep blaming yourself, and Kol that will tear you apart. I’m here, standing in front of you telling you that I’m not going anywhere. Telling you that…that I love you”.

He laid his eyes on you but his voice was mute.

Taking that as his answer you started moving towards the exit. Kol reached and caught your wrist just in time. “You have no idea how much I’ve wanted to hear you say that”.

Kol lingered for a brief second, unclear if he should initiate a kiss. You didn’t have to be able to sense emotions to know that. So you gave him a sign. Leaning in half way, Kol now knew this was what you wanted. He leaned in the rest of the way and a perfect rhythm was found.

“Are you sure about this, darling?”, he mumbled against your lips.

Placing his hand on your heart, it was beating at an high rate. “I have no doubts. Not about you or us, any of it. Kol, I’d gladly spend an eternity with you”.

Eternity, always and forever, a lifetime. Those were the words of a promise that you intended to keep. Because no matter how others viewed Kol, he was never going to be a monster in your eyes.

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Control [Part 2 of 2]

Word Count: 5,388
Warnings: Some angst, hand to hand combat, anxiety, fugitive behavior, idk guys.
Summary: @blazeshira’s request - “Hi! I saw that you had your requests open and I was wondering if you could do a Bucky fic where the reader was also given the serum & trained with him along with the other winter soldiers but they developed something before she was frozen along with the others & he forgot her until he went to Siberia w/ Steve & he sees her chamber & realizes she escaped before Zemo could kill her so he tries to find her? Fluffy fluff & some angst, please & thank you!”
A/N: Part 2! Thank you all SO SO SO much for all of your kind words on part 1!! You all made me feel so much better about posting it. I seriously couldn’t ask for better readers! You guys are incredible! Thank you all for taking the time to read these stories! It means so much to me!!

If you would like to be added to my taglist for everything, let me know!!

I hope you all enjoy this! <3 Lemme know what you think!!

[PART 1]

Originally posted by laurenkmyers


Your name: submit What is this?

Siberia, Russia; 2016
    Bucky’s Point of View

“I got heat signatures,” Tony starts. Steve asks how many, and Stark replies with, “Uh, one.”

Coming back willingly was absurd.

This was the last place I wanted to be. I’ve done everything in my power to put this place out of my memories over the last two years, and here I am willingly walking back into danger with this punk all over again.

I guess history does repeat itself. Hopefully the end result will be kinder this time.

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New Beginnings

Request from anon: Could you please write one where Pepper Potts’s younger sister moves into the tower cause she had no where else to go? Buckys got a soft spot for her and volunteers to show her around and gett her a room next to his

Bucky Barnes x Pepper Potts x Reader

Words: 1,717

Disclaimer: None of the GIFs used are mine so all credit goes to their creators <3

“Are you sure Tony doesn’t mind Pep?”

You were heading towards the famous Stark Tower with your older sister, Pepper Potts, and although she was married to Tony that didn’t make you feel any more comfortable having her ask for you to stay here.

“[y/n] you’re my family which also makes you Tony’s so even if he isn’t okay with it, which he will be, he has no choice in the matter.”

You didn’t know what you would have done if you didn’t have Pepper in your life; despite the fact that she had a lot on her plate as it was she always made sure that you were okay, had everything you needed, even now when you found yourself with nowhere to live because of an obnoxious boyfriend (or rather ex-boyfriend now) she was there by your side until she knew you were sorted.

Everyone you met was always surprised by the close relationship the two of you had; Pepper had been incredibly successful both career-wise and in her love life too so people always assumed that you would be jealous of the things she had achieved when you had barely even made it through College. But you were far from jealous, you were ecstatic for her, she was your sister after all.

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Come back for me || Peter Parker x Reader ||

Character: Peter Parker x Fem!Reader

Fandom: MCU/SM:HC

Warnings: Spoilers??? LIke if you haven’t seen the movie (will keep posting this warning until it’s out on Blu-Ray) ANGST

Request: YASSSS by my bean @rafeadderall [OMG OK A PETER PARKER IMAGINE, where like the reader knows and supports peter for bein spider-man but maybe it’s used against him and she’s hurt? Cliché yes but how about the reader like refuses to see peter because she’s all scarred and shit and they break up I guess BUT THEN AT THE END ITS ALL CRYING AND MENTAL BREAKDOWNS AND FLUFF BEVAUSE WHO DOESNT LIKE ANGST]

Prompt: You and Peter Parker were anything but ordinary as a couple, you supported him as the web-slinging hero of Queens, however, the tables are turned when you get caught in the cross fire and end up seriously injured.

Tags: @deans-angel-of-thursdays 

Word Count: 1, 657


It had roughly been three months since Y/N found out her boyfriend, Peter Parker, was Spider-Man. At first, she was mad, then she accepted it after a week of not talking to him. He couldn’t blame her at all for it, but he was glad she came to an understanding eventually. 

For three months, Y/N helped Spider-Man gather intel when he asked for it and even went out for recon missions. In the beginning, he was against the idea of getting involved but as soon as she tried to argue that ‘Oliver Queen would be nothing as Green Arrow without Felicity Smoak - and I’m your Felicity Smoak’ he found it hard to reject that statement. 

Currently, Y/N pressed her phone to her ear as she tapped her foot impatiently on the ground. “You got eyes on any of those guys in the pictures I sent you?” Peter’s voice asked, crisp from the microphone Tony Stark had placed inside the Spider-man suit. She peered up ahead, eyeing the exact person he was talking about, she flicked down the shades resting on top of her head and hummed in response. 

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The Nail: June 2017

The Nail isn’t about perfection. It isn’t about award-level contenders. It’s about seeing focus and effort and hard work radiate off of the screen. 

The Nail’s purpose isn’t to highlight genres of fics or specific ships written during a certain time frame - the sole focus is quality.

Character dimension. Writing with clever readers in mind. Solid world-building. Tension through boundaries. Crazy crisp dialogue. Incredibly tight plotting. Big emotion.

And though yours truly - nice to meet you, new folks, I’m Nash! - is editor of the list, the goal is for YOU to curate the content. 

Read more about how all this came to be, find past editions, see what factors are considered when constructing the list, and learn how to get your recommendations in HERE.

Now - on to the stories!

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anonymous asked:

Hey girl, long time no see. Friendly neighbourhood NASCAR here with another prompt based in these Hozier lyrics. When my time comes around Lay me gently in the cold dark earth No grave can hold my body down I'll crawl home to her So like Kara is presumed dead and there's a service and everything, then Kara turns up at 3 am at her door saying hi, before collapsing in her arms. Angsttttt please

Hi anon!

Long time no see, indeed! I’m here with your prompt and fair warning, it’s packed up with angst but it has a happy ending.
It’s also over 12k words so it’s long. 

Inspired by @beyondambivalent​ gifset that you can find here x
All thanks to @cat-danvers​ for the beta-reading and thoughtfull advices ♥


“Mom! Mom wake up! Wake up, mom!”

 Cat’s eyes snapped open as she felt her body being shaken awake, rather abruptly. She was exhausted, the few hours of sleep she had managed to snatch weighing heavy upon her eyelashes and already urging her to close them again, to go back to sleep.

 “Mom! Mom, please, wake up.”

 The voice sounded distant, like an echo far away in the room but she recognized it instantly and it provoked a surge of adrenaline that kickstarted her system as she finally heard the panicked edge it held. She jolted up to sit in her bed, running a hand over her face to chase the fatigue away and then, she finally focused on her son. Her heart squeezed, missed a beat and then dropped when she took in the tears running down his cheeks, the terror swirling in his baby blue eyes and the way he was practically panting, his chest heaving up and down too quickly as he struggled just to breathe.

 “Carter? Sweetheart, hey, I’m here, what’s wrong? I’m awake, I’m awake, take a deep breath and tell me. What is it?” She asked, trying to sound soft and inviting and not to show the fear he was rapidly awaking in her guts.

 “Mom, it’s Kara! She’s, she’s … Mom, you need to see this! Come on! Mom.” He was tugging at her wrist and she quickly pushed the blanket away, to be able to leave the bed and to follow her son. Her heart was racing in her chest and her mind was whirling and spinning, going in every direction but she couldn’t seem to focus on anything.

 The penthouse was almost pitch black but as they came close to the living room, she noticed the glowing and flashing halo the television was casting upon the furnitures. The sound was on, very low but she heard sirens and shouts, screams too. Carter dragged her in front of the huge flat screen and then he slid his fingers to hold her hand, tight. She squeezed it gently, out of habit but mostly because he was frightening her but then, she caught a glimpse of a blue and red blur on the screen and her attention sharpened.

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remnants-resisstiment  asked:

A request for BNHA! Todoroki and Dabi getting into a fight with their s.o till it escalates where the guys accidently yell that they've never loved their s.o in the first place? ((Tho they do)). Happy/Bad Ending up to you!

I hope you like it :D


Dabi:

Your hands snaked around his waist, your head buried on his chest as you cried. He caressed your hair, “what’s wrong?” he asked planting a kiss on your forehead. A sob escaped from your lips, “the heroes are planning to launch an attack soon Dabi.” You said your eyes meeting his blue ones, “ let’s go somewhere, anywhere —”  but Dabi’s laugh interrupted you.

 You tilted your head in confusion, you didn’t know what was funny, “I didn’t know you could actually be this stupid (y/n),” he said stepping away from you, “what are you talking about?” “Truth be told, I never loved you (y/n), I never did, it was all an act.” Your eyes widened and you started to shake your head in denial, “you’re lying, you have to be lying,” you said over and over again.

 “I’ve been using you all this time,  you should have know this, for who could ever love you? Look at you!” he yelled. Tears were falling from your eyes and you clenched your fingers, in your mind you were screaming at him, screaming at him how it wasn’t true, how he must be lying but you put all of that aside and walk towards him and slapped him in the face.

 He started to walk away and when you were no longer in sight, he let out a scream burning everything that was near him.  In order to protect you, he had to let you go, for there was only one thing he feared and that was you dying. You started to walk towards your home when you saw smoke near by and you immediately ran towards it.

 The fire started to die out, and you walked towards him and hugged his back. You hold him tight not wanting to let go, you left a trail of kisses on his neck as you said  “you’re going to try harder, if you want to get rid of me. I can take care of myself, I know that I’m not invincible and that I’m bound to get injured along the way but I’m not going to stop being a hero nor protecting others but there is one thing I can promise you, is that I will never stop loving you, no matter what happens.”

Todoroki:

 You clenched your fist in anger, your head was down, tears were falling down your eyes, “answer me,” you yelled at him but he just turned around and started walking away. Shouto stopped walking and whispered to himself, “forgive me, for what I’m about to do, I never meant you harm.”

 He took a deep breath and said “I don’t love you, I never did. I’m sorry for lying to you.” He continued walking ahead, never looking back, for if he were to look back, he would run towards you and ask for your forgiveness, and explain you how never meant a word he say.

So he continued walking for it had to be done, you were a regular civilian who led a regular life and dating him meant putting your life in harm for he had acquire multiple enemies through the years.

 As his silhouette began to fade, your knees gave out and you fell to the floor. Unaware of your surroundings, a man had silently approached and placed a gun against your bare neck and before you could have time to react everything went black.

~Admin Lizzie

Two Voltron Trailers thoughts

So for the official trailer:

We start off with a ship coming at a larger space station like ship, let’s just call this the Deep Space 9 space station since I don’t know exactly what it is.

It’s clear that the focus is on the ship coming in and coming to the ship. Could this very well be the ship that is bringing Prince Lotor to meet with Haggar? I’m pretty sure that’s what’s going on here since this trailer is clearly about him and all aspects seem to indicate some sort of connection to the Prince. So keeping this in mind. Let’s talk about two things here.

Firstly we see that the ship is smaller, a nonmilitary vessel. This very well could be connected to the second trailer where we see the two Galra commanders, one which is Throk (thank you @aquaburst07 for the reminder) and the other whom we don’t have a name for. (I’m going to hazard a guess and say Commander Holtis who was in charge of the outer planets defense) watching Lotor in an arena. This could very well be after those events and the duo have dragged (persuaded) Lotor to come with them back to the ship and see Haggar. I get the feeling that if she did hail him he ignored that and she had to send others to find him and get him to agree to come back.

Secondly, let’s talk about the size of this ship. While previously we’ve seen the space fortresses that Zarkon has mobilized, this is almost a cross between a station, white base from Gundam, and the Macross. 

A large city like structure that seems to be a hub for a lot of activity. This brings me back to a theory I’ve had for a while, that the Galra don’t have a home planet base, but like the Quarians from the Mass Effect franchise, they’re mobile in nature and willing to invade to find a place to live.

Which brings us to scene two, the discovery of Haggar watching over Zarkon.

This is a rather powerful scene. Haggar is set distantly for a reason, clearly she’s trying to decide how to approach Zarkon. She knows he must rest, but it also seems like she’s waiting for Lotor to come and join her there. Normally in a sequence like this the child, in this case Lotor, is sent to see their dead, or injured, parent alone and the nurse or aid, or in this case vizer of sorts, waits off to the side to give them some privacy. I have a feeling that that is what we’re seeing here. Haggar is waiting on Lotor to come and see Zarkon and say his thoughts or prayers or whatever that Galra will do.

This is probably going to be a moment where Lotor makes a pledge to take on the role as ruler, although he will probably still come in conflict with Haggar over things. This is probably going to be an emotional scene, though we have no way of knowing for sure as of yet.

Following this we have a bunch of jet fighters getting ready for a flight in the hanger area.

We see that the red lights light up as they are switched on, so there’s going to be a war going on very soon. Someone is sending in the troops, that much is clear.

So next we have a city. The architecture reminds me of a Middle Eastern, or South American village or smaller city from the desert area. There’s also roman architecture there as well, which is interesting since there’s a gate way (portcullis?) that’s leading to a walkway sort of like how they had it in Rome during the “great age.

We see a man on a roof dealing with some pots (the way they’re lined up remind me of a Zelda reference), and people walking a main road. There looks to be some larger buildings in the distance. The homes look to be a of rock nature, and there’s sand there on the ground (or at least something similar in nature).  We see a large shadow come looming over darkening the clearly bright day and the man has a look of shock and surprise on his face as he turns to look up at whatever it is that is flying overhead. My guess, one of the Galra fleets larger ships.

We also get the first words of Lotor, “My father built our empire on the back of (something, screaming gets in the way so I can’t tell what he’s saying there) our (his) enemies (?)”

We then get a shot of the fighter ships shooting and attacking civilians on the ground.

Take a note of the ship off to the right of the picture, that ship design will be important later because similar ships show up in a later scene that has me worried that since Zarkon lost control the Galra haven’t been so noble in their actions. Or that’s the rebellion attacking the allies of the Galra and not caring who they hit.

People are running away, there’s a woman with a baby on the right, a guy to the front of the screen. I’m not sure what the large silver things are, since they seem a bit blurred to me, but they possibly could be launch areas? Or defense stations –actually I think they are defense turrets since it looks like there’s someone on top shooting back.

The shot that follows is a cut from the ground being hit to an explosion and the city being blown up.

This is the same city that we see the man on the roof from, so we can hazard a guess that this is from the same episode. So the Galra, or someone, is blowing up this city. Possibly to get Voltron’s attention. Possibly to root out a rebellion.

Next shot is interesting because we see a ship going through a worm hole and it’s not the Castle.

What does this mean? Well there’s been a lot of speculation about the type of person Lotor is and I’ve been saying I think he’s going to be more science base then magic base like his father was. In this case this could confirm that the Weblum Galra that we saw was indeed Lotor and that he did take the scaultrite for use of creating a way to do a wormhole. The fact that it’s just this ship that goes through, also pretty much confirms that he’s doing it for his own uses rather than the Galra as a whole, which does show that he doesn’t view the whole of the Galra with the same respect that his father did.

This very well could mean that he doesn’t fully embrace that side of himself and that he’s willing to embrace part of his other side the Altean, something that his counterpart didn’t seem to want to do, and his Japanese counterpart, Sincline, didn’t known about and it drove him mad. This would be a very different take on Lotor if he’s not so unwilling to use that Altean side of himself for his own goals.

So the ship flys through the wormhole and ends up at the end in a battle area.

We see a gray moon sized planet in the distance as well as larger ships that are firing off at something. So clearly the Galra are trying to attack some planet. We can see that this ship has arrived and is heading towards the battle. It’s interesting to note that unlike Zarkon, if this is Lotor’s ship, then he’s willing to head out to fight earlier then his father and want to be involved. Making me think we’re going to see a sort of Char Aznable like character where there’s good in him but also he’s very much for his own cause and if that means killing and destroying things to get to his end goal, well then so be it. He also says during this moment, “The Universe can no longer doubt our strength.”

Next shot is a bunch of purple ships, more than likely Galra, flying away from a location.

 The weird thing about the shot is that the ground area reminds me very much of the shot from the ground with the teaser trailer had where the five lions fly past some mountains. This was later the location of the Olkarion, however this might not be the same planet. It’s hard to tell as we could be looking from a view port window as the ship goes up.

There’s one thing to note here, there’s no shooting so the Galra here are not fighting with others. So when these ships were made there wasn’t a war going on, or at least there wasn’t a fight going on at this moment in time. This also seems to allude to the fact that he’s not going to go out of his way to war with others as a later line shows this.

Next shot we see a new sort of ship flying over two horned aliens (one green male, single horn, and one duel horned pink female), who are standing with each other as this giant ship flies over head. The female is hiding behind the male looking over his shoulder at the ships as they fly over, and there are strange glowing lights, could be connected to the quintessence of the planet.

What’s interesting is that the two scenes are of the same ships. The first one is of them leaving a location, the second is of them flying over another area. These ships are far bigger than the smaller fortresses we’ve seen in the main story.

Again they very much remind me of the large world ships that the Quarians live in in mass effect. 

As the fortresses 

reminded me of the fortresses used in Escaflowne, 

these seem to be settlement ships as they are large, move slower, and are probably of limited fighting capabilities. The fact that they are so big makes me again think the population of the Galra home world had to leave the planet and was forced to see the world die. We know that the Weblum was found in the ruins of a planet that was unnaturally destroyed, and that the galra was there as they knew that would be where the Weblum was to be found. What’s interesting is that Hunk noted that the area was supposed to be in one piece and that it wasn’t, Keith then noted the fact that it seemed to have died unnaturally.

Could what we be seeing in these shots is the Galra having to evacuate their home? And then of them trying to find a new one?

During the next scene we hear this line from Lotor, “Each ally gained only makes us stronger.”

We see a number of Galra stand, three in the front stand out.

The first one has a red armor piece on his fore and upper arm and only on the right side of the body. The one next to him reminds me very much of Commander Mogor who helped out Lotor, and the one before him reminds me of Cossack, Mogor’s replacement.

I think at the very least we’re seeing a new type of officer with the red armed one. Also the shot is them standing up and saluting someone. My guess either Thork or Lotor. One or the other is making a rousing speech to get them on his side. Honestly I think this is where Lotor’s speech we’re hearing is coming from and we’re seeing the end reaction to it. There’s probably a “Join me” line in there at the end because this doesn’t sound like a complete speech.

Then following this shot we have the Voltron crew looking like they’re preparing to deal with trouble.

This shot I think is rather important. It frames things in a unique way, and possibly subtle look at some conflict to come up in the series, maybe?

So to break down this frame let’s start with what we see point blank. Keith is standing clearly center front where Shiro normally is meaning that he’s starting to embrace his role as leader. Then we have Pidge to his left, who is almost standing next to him, and slightly behind her is Hunk who is right behind her. Across we have Lance who is on his own, and behind him and Keith, framed, is Allura and Coran. Allura is before Coran, and Coran is in the back of them all.

Breaking the shot down even more it’s clear that they want your eyes to wander around the page from Keith’s side to Lance’s and then back to Allura. Leaving Lance on his own could mean a number of things. It could mean that it’s a visual cue that he’s feeling left out of the group and has embraced things having Keith be the leader. It should be noted that He and Keith are almost equal in where they’re standing. Meaning that while they may not be seeing eye to eye on things, they’re probably on the same wave length about whose the real enemy here.

Also important is how Pidge and Hunk are both set up. Pidge is nearly side by side with Keith which could indicate that he’s putting more responsibility in her and her role in the team. He’s also trusting her more as his left hand man, so to speak, in this case. Hunk is right behind her, showing that he’s got her back and that of Keith’s in this case.

Then you have Allura and Coran in the back, both are standing in a refined way, Allura in the front standing like a lady of the court would with Coran seemingly having hands on hips.

Now the interesting thing here also is how they’re dressed, body language and the hands in this case. Lance and Hunk seems to be sharing a curious but not trusting look as they stare at something. Lance’s hands are less clenched meaning he’s open to what they’re seeing, but that he doesn’t trust or believe everything that is being fed to him, which is good since Lance is far more trusting then Keith is. Hunk at the same time has learned from his time with the mermaids and is clearly not willing to buy in to things at sight. In this case he looks more like he’s questioning what he’s seeing and hearing.

Pidge and Keith on the other hand are not quiet opposite each other but they convey different emotions here. Pidge looks curious, almost sad. She’s the most relaxed at this point and seems less worried then the others are. It’s like she’s trying to figure out what she should believe in this case, or is curious about this. This makes me wonder if she knows the person that they’re looking at, maybe this could be a rebel who knows where Matt is? Or it is Matt? Conversely we have Keith who is clearly not buying any of this at all, he looks very untrusting and suspect of the person that they are with and seems to be giving them side eyes. His fists are also clenched, meaning that he’s being resolute and firm about something. The fact that his thumbs aren’t tucked in means that he’s not ready for a fight but he’s not going to back down either.

Allura and Coran are showing different meanings as well. Hands folded in the front as she’s doing means that she’s trying to show respect and confidence, but really at the moment she’s feeling very vulnerable and worried. Her face, though blurred, shows something of confusion or worry as well. Coran, I can’t see his face, but it looks like his hands are behind his back and that normally means confidence and that he’s being serious. He’s trying to show an air of intimidation, or protection over the Princess and the others there.

It’s also important to note that they’re in their normal attire. This means that this is not a mission situation, but rather someone has invited them some place as this isn’t the ship, and they left their suits behind. So this is someone they’re trying to show trust in, thus the whole letting their guard down in this case, but being on edge here. Again, I’m going to guess the Rebels or some similar group.

Lotor states over this and several other scenes, “All those who (something) appear (?) choose (?) to stand against us…Will be crushed.”

Following the shot of the Voltron crew we have a ship that looks like a gun that fires out a laser blast.

We haven’t seen this before. Most of the ships that engage in battle are the smaller ones or the Robeasts, so this is new and rather frightening that the Galra are now firing lasers. To make matters worse, it looks like the next shot shows them blowing up a bunch of civilian ships.

So remember that ship from earlier I mentioned when the smaller fighters were firing on the ground? 

Yeah I think that the ships that were taking off from there were attacked and what we see in this moment is what happened to them as they were trying to flee the planet. The fact that this shot with the “Will be crushed” line tells me at the very least that Lotor isn’t playing around and that he intends to destroy anyone that gets in his way, or at least that’s what he wants the Galra to think so he can control them. What that means for the character as a whole I’m not sure.

However this very dark shot is then followed by an even darker image. We see Voltron knelling down on rocks looking defeated.

I think this might be a volcano, maybe Keith’s lion will get some much needed boost ala Pidge, Lance and Hunk last season. Not sure what’s going on, but clearly there is going to be a hard fight for the group.

As for the speech, this I think is making things clear at least in regard to how Lotor WANTS to be seen by his men. He starts off noting the accomplishments of his father, whom is well loved among the general population as shown with the various officers in the army, although the Commanders have other thoughts, this speech though isn’t for them. As you see in that one shot there is no Commanders or Generals there, only officers.

The reason he starts off this way is to call to mind who he is related to. He notes “His Father” meaning he wants that connection in the minds of the officers. He goes on to list that his father built the Galra Empire on the backs of his (or our) enemies. If it’s his, then he’s trying to invoke the accomplishments that his father achieved against those that he warred with and that he built the empire on those that fell before him. If it’s our, then he’s indicating that the Galra empire has been built with the help of the people and that they have pushed down those that would oppose them to build a great empire (very much like the Roman empire in a lot of ways).

He then goes on to say that the universe can no longer doubt how strong they are. Meaning that at some point in time the Galra came off as a weaker group and that others didn’t believe that they could achieve what they had done. This indicates that he wants them to feel pride in what they have accomplished and that others now can’t reject them and that they are the ones in power. The other cities and planets will have to know their power and strength. Again very much like a roman Emperor here.  Note too he says Universe, meaning that it’s not just one solar system, it’s the whole of the universe, and even places they have yet to go to.

Then Lotor goes on to say that each ally that they gain makes them stronger. Again this seems to very much mimic some of what the Romans did during the time that they were the Holy Roman Empire. Lotor is telling us that each time they gain someone to their side it only makes them more powerful, stronger, and more capable of achieving what they need to achieve. He’s trying to show that there is strength in numbers and that the Galra should not reject or ignore those that are allied with them, rather embrace them and move forward using their abilities. (This has me thinking that the Pollux plot will either be in this season or the next since the notion of the Galra having allies means that he’s going to go for diplomacy which could help them out in showing that the Galra are more benevolent at points.)

Then he goes on to say that those that oppose them will be crushed. This is key here. I think again they’re trying to invoke a lot of Rome into the Galra with how they operate, and in this case Lotor is trying to get his men to not only feel that they have achieved something, that they’re strong and powerful, that others are willing to stand by them, but that if those who come after them try and defeat them, they will crush them.

Note though, crush doesn’t mean destroy. Crush means to violently control or subdue something. Break the will and they will follow you then. You don’t need to eradicate them. Destroy means to wipe them out completely, and I think this shows something about Lotor. He doesn’t want to destroy others, he wants to control them. So we’re not going to get a killer Lotor in this case, we’re going to get one that uses a lot of unconventional ways of dealing with issues.

What we can tell from the speech is that clearly Lotor wants to be seen as a powerful person and one that his troops can rally around and he can hold the empire together, and it looks like his men buy this. On the other hand we can tell from his choice of words that he’s not like Zarkon. Zarkon was serious, relying a lot on Haggar and was very contemplative about his actions. He wouldn’t engage with Voltron directly, rather he would let other things go after them. Lotor seems to be more proactive on this front.

However where they differ is that Zarkon, while he wanted Voltron, he had no intention of keeping the Paladins alive. This is where I think the difference will come into play. Lotor wants to control over possessing. He probably knows that the lions have picked their Paladins and will want to get the users under his control. It’s also clear that he’s not against making allies, which means that he’s probably going to be more diplomatic and making concessions, unlike his father who seemed to just invade and take over. This I think will make things harder for the Rebels as well as allow others to come join the Galra for not only protection, but to get some political power as well as land and colonization.

Then you have the April fools trailer, which has some key notes as well.

It starts off with the fighting arena. This I think is the same place that Shiro went to.

Note the four claw finger rocks that seem to form the barrier for the fight. We see two mini people in the area and it’s clear that one has been bested. People are cheering, so this is a normal fight night.

We then cut to Throk and another commander. They are watching the fight and the larger of the two says, “Who’s this little fella.” Meaning that he doesn’t recognize the Prince that’s in the ring.

This one is leaning back meaning he’s less impressed and that he’s relaxed, not as interested in what he’s seeing. Throk though is leaning forward, clearly interested in what is about to be revealed and wants to know what’s going on. By the way his eyes go wide then narrow as he speaks meaning he’s curious but also a bit annoyed by the fact that this smaller person won.

Throk says to his fellow commander, “I don’t know. I’ve never seen him before.”

This indicates that Throk frequents this arena, and that this is the first time that he’s seeing the Prince there. This could also mean that Lotor hasn’t come here often or at all and that he’s testing something out in a place of battle. What that could mean, who knows. New skill or a new item that gives him an advantage in a fight. Maybe a teleporting device based on teladove tech?

Next shot is of Lotor and we see him standing there in his armor.

This is interesting as it’s very similar to the Weblum Galra, but there’s some slight diffrences. Either because this was newly animated for this piece, or a different animator group (B group) did this shot for them. In any case what’s important is that the color’s match, as does the neck ring around the collar. What’s odd is that he doesn’t have on the shoulder pads, but does have on a waist cape. So we do still have some of that “I’m hot and I know it and I want to look fine,” aspect of Lotor still in there.

We see that the waist cape has the blue markings, much like the Galra from before, and now the arms are covered at the top, meaning that he changed his outfit some but is retaining that custom look that he has. His sword is also unique. It is similar to the sword that Lotor used in DoU, but has pink on the hilt showing the same glow as Allura (hints of them being related?) and on the top as well. This energy at least tells me that he can use some form of magic, after all why have it at all if he couldn’t?

Then comes the zoom in and the hair reveal.

And we at once see he has Altean ears, meaning we can at least confirm that he’s half Altean. We also get a sense of scale on him as well, and I think possibly his fighting theme. Also that hair looks great.

Since we don’t get his face, well we do get the front of the armor and that’s where things get weird.

While the neck marking is the same as the weblum with the orange V shape, the chest marking is different. 

This is either because it’s a different set of armor, as @aquaburst07 mentioned to me, which is the most likely, or the Weblum Galra and Lotor are two different people and they work for him. Either way we can at the very least say that the armor is similar.

Outside of that, it’s a animation error and will be fixed later. 

Not much to add on this speculation at this point. Other then I think he’s gonna look great and then Throk is going to recognize him and be like “Prince Lotor!” as if shocked to see him there. Question now is, what has the Prince been doing all this time?

Would You Tell My Story?

Pairing: Lin Manuel Miranda x Reader

Warnings: mentions of shootings, death, angst

A/N: Y’all, I’m just not up for writing tonight. This is an,,,incredibly old,,,piece that i never got to upload. Hope it doesn’t suck, and i hope you enjoy!

It started out as a normal show.

The announcement by King George came on, informing everyone to turn off their cell phones. The lights darkened, the actors started their songs, the crowd listened with open ears. Mid show, though, things took an odd turn. When act two began, it was obvious Lin had swapped places with Javier, his understudy. Murmurs ran throughout the crowd. Where had Lin gone? Javier certainly wasn’t bad, but to switch actors mid-show was odd. The show continued like normal until the end. The curtain closed, the cast signed autographs, and life went on. Soon enough, though, everyone knew what had happened. 

“Woman involved in shooting in critical condition”

“A woman caught in crossfire earlier today has been admitted to the hospital in critical condition. Miss (Y/n) Miranda, age 29, was on her way to the Broadway theatre when she was caught in the crossfire of a fight. The suspects, now in custody, ran when they realized they had shot her. More to come as the story advances.”

Every Hamilfan knew that name; Lin’s (recently wed) wife. They had gotten married no more than two months ago. She was backstage after every show. If you looked hard enough, she could be found wandering the streets of New York. No wonder Lin had left!

The hospital waiting room had become overcrowded with reporters, all waiting to interview Lin and (Y/n). But (Y/n) was asleep and Lin could barely make coherent sentences, never mind finish an entire interview! He had more or less been by her side since he got word of the incident. The nurses had teared up at the sound of him quietly singing ‘Helpless’ to her. His voice was pained, upset. They would walk away singing it to themselves, and each patient who heard the song would brighten at the lyrics.

No one had the heart to move him that evening. They kept a guard at the door to make sure no one tried anything, and allowed the two to continue to sleep. After all, they had no idea how much longer she’d last. (Y/n) was awake by the time Lin got up in the morning. Weak, but awake. She was incredibly pale, could barely talk, couldn’t breathe on her own. The doctors had changed her dressings and placed an oxygen mask on her during the night. She laughed weakly when he peppered her face in kisses.

“Everything’s alright now. So long as I have you with me, everything’s alright.” He whispered into her shoulder. She intertwined her hand with his and placed a kiss to his lips.

“You have a show tonight.” She mumbled. “I wanna come.”

“You aren’t moving from this bed. Javier is filling in for me tonight, alright? I’m staying right here.” (Y/n) made no move to argue. She was too tired from just talking, and was about ready for some more sleep. The doctor informed Lin that it was normal, considering how much blood she had lost. They said it would help her get better. That she would heal faster:

She didn’t.

“Daveed, put me down!” Lin snarled, banging his fists on Daveed’s back. The bigger man angrily set his friend down and grabbed him by his shoulders.

“She’s gone, Lin! She’s gone. I’m sorry, but there’s nothing they can do.” Lin ripped away from his grip. He stormed past the curious press and into the streets, hailing a cab to god knows where.

“So, You write?”

“Yes. I’m in the process of writing a play, actually.” Lin stared at the girl across from her. Though she had been quite all night, she lit up like a lightbulb at this.

“Oh, wow! Do you act? I love the theatre, used to act when I was in high school.” She rambled. “You look liked you’d be a good actor.”

“I…never really thought about it.” He replied sheepishly. She took a sip from her glass and waved off the comment. Resting her head on her intertwined hands, she smiled brightly.

“Tell me more about this play you’re writing.”

Daveed stood for a while before calling multiple people, all friends of Lin. Lin, if left alone, could be harmful to himself. It was common knowledge that he needed someone there to comfort him.

Lin sighed as he scratched out another sentence. He had been at this all day, but refused to take a break. Something about loosing his 'creative flow’. (Y/n) watched from the doorway as he crinkled another piece of paper.

“Linny, I think it’s time for a break.” The man shook his head. “Dear-”

“I’ve almost got it!” He insisted. The girl moved behind him, glancing at the pages he already had. Ironic as it was, he was working on the opening song. It was the last one he had to turn in.

She snatched the paper under his hands. “Try…this.” She scribbled something down and handed it back to him. Her hips swayed as she walked away, leaving him to his sick beats. He nodded approvingly.

“Thank you!”

Rafa was the first to find him. There, sitting on the edge of the stage, was Lin. He wasn’t crying like they thought he’d be. On the contrary, he was singing to himself. Rafa watched him for a bit before joining him.

“Hey buddy, what’re ya singing?” The man quietly asked. A smile adorned his face as he took a seat. Lin shrugged and looked at his hands.

“Composing a song for (Y/n).” He replied. Rafa sighed. The poor guy was in denial. “It’ll be harder to do when funeral preparations start.”

“Where are you taking me, you loser?” (Y/n) laughed. She held her arms out protectively in front of her, not trusting Lin to guide her. She was suspicious the minute he took out the blindfold.

“Almost there, I promise. Don’t look quite yet!” He shouted when she attempted to remove the cloth. Civilians were startled by his random outburst. A minute or so later, they arrived. He let the blindfold fall around her neck. “Tada!”

(Y/n) gasped. There, in Bold letters, were the words 'In The Heights’ featuring a picture of Lin and his crew as the characters. He had done it. He had actually done it!

“Do you like it? Your name is in the playbill as my shoutout. And I bought you a first-row ticket for tonight-” She engulfed him in a bone crushing hug, littering his face with kisses and leaving red lipstick marks.

“Congratulations! Oh my god, you’re going to be famous. Don’t let it get to your head alright? But don’t be too modest. Oh, I’m so proud of you!” She said quickly. Though it came out more as a jumble of words than a coherent sentence. Lin laughed. With a quick, smooth motion, he picked her up bridal style.

“Relax, alright? I’ve got you to keep me modest. So, about tonight-”

“Oh my god, we have to go home! I’ll barely have time to get ready. Lin, we gotta go!”

“The show isn’t for five hours, though!”

“Rafa?”

“Yeah, man?”

“I need a favor.”

“Whatever you say, sir!” The bigger man joked. Lin cracked a minuscule smile at the attempt of a joke. “What’s up?”

“Will you help me tell her story?” Rafa was shocked. Him? He and the entire cast had met Lin’s wife many times, but he never thought Lin would ask him something like this.

“I’d be honored.”

“Why Hamilton?” (Y/n) asked. “I mean, why not Washington or Nixon?”

“'Cause the book was about him.” Lin mused. His pencil scratched against the paper of his journal, lyrics and thoughts and notes flowing onto the page. A strange man, indeed. He had thought of it while the two were on vacation. He practically threw himself out of his hammock to grab a pen and paper. (Y/n) had no doubt he could write this play. As long as he had the support he needed, he could do anything. And she would be there to back him up the entire way.

“I’ll leave you to it.” Lin’s head shot up and stared at her.

“Would you mind if I borrowed that phrase?”

 

The whole cast had turned up when they heard of Lin’s whereabouts. They listened to him singing and crossing out ideas, helping him where he needed it. Daveed took the liberty of informing (Y/n)’s family of her death. He didn’t think Lin could bear to do it.

For the most part, the cast were silent. They only spoke when spoken to. They had a show in two hours anyways, might as well save their voices.

“Can someone tell Javier I’ll be here tonight? Thanks.” He muttered before returning to his writing. No one wanted to object. That is, no one wanted to have him alone that evening, and none of them could take off. Daveed typed a quick text to the double.

Tonight would only be more painful, wouldn’t it?


“Boy, you got me helpless! Oh, look at those eyes, woah-oh…” (Y/n) sang quietly. Lin watched her from the kitchen, never once informing her of his presence. How she had learned that song, he wasn’t sure. He had only finished it two days ago! She would make a perfect Eliza. However, he knew she’d never do it. Despite having acted in high school, she had developed a bad case of stage fright. She’d never perform if you payed her.

“Eliza, I don’t have a dollar to my name, an acre of land, a troop to command, a dollop of fame…” he sang, wrapping arms around her waist. The (h/c) girl jumped in surprise. That didn’t stop her from continuing her song, though.

“You would make an amazing Eliza.”

“Not happening, my love.” She replied.

“I know. Doesn’t mean I can’t say it, though.”

The show that evening was more emotional than usual. At 'Helpless’, everyone in the theatre teared up. Lin stuck through the whole show, though, and even stayed for autographs. He thanked every fan for coming. He was patient, he was kind. Every fan got their turn. The ones that apologized for his loss really got to him. By the end of the night, he just wanted to go home. But he waited until he got to the last fan.

“Hey, thanks for coming tonight! Who should I sign this to?” He started with his usual greeting. The young lady smiled at him.

“Vanessa, Vanessa Nadal. Trust me, I’d come every night if I could.”

“Well, I’m glad you like it that much! It’s always nice to hear good things.”

“How could anyone say bad things? It’s the show of the year! You don’t get to be show of the year by not being good.”

“I suppose you’re right. It’s been nice meeting you, Vanessa. Maybe I’ll see you around sometime?” Lin replied. Vanessa shook his hand, a grin on her lips.

“Maybe you will.” She whispered as he walked away.

and the lights they get stronger the longer that you have to wait (for the honor to be great)

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Part 2 in the Take Me As I Am series.

Chapter 2

The following week finds Katsuki and Izuku wandering the streets outside the shopping mall, each boy carrying a small bag of goodies in hand. The initial idea had been to go get breakfast and enjoy it in the park across the way, but the park was closed due to a tree falling on a power line from a recent storm, and so they’d decided to simply head home and enjoy their spoils instead.

On the way home however, Izuku catches sight of something that had his entire body lightening up with joy.

“The fuck are yo–” That’s as far as Katsuki gets before his smaller friend quite literally drags him across the street to join the throng of people currently watching a group of heroes take down a villain. Katsuki finds his hands full of a second bag in the next instant, as Izuku whips out a notebook from inside his jacket and a pen, and flips to a new page before furiously scribbling. When he looks up again, it’s just in time to see the heroes come into better view - Kamui Woods is the star of the show today, with Desutegoro and Backdraft providing help and protection to the civilians.

“Kacchan! Look, look Kacchan, there they are! Kacchan, are you loo–”

“I’m looking, you damned nerd, so stop bouncing around and screaming like a banshee. Fuck’s sake, you’re worse than a little kid.”

Izuku pays exactly zero attention to his words, instead seeming to hunch down on himself as a look of fierce concentration crosses his face. in the next moment the air around him is filled with muttering. Katsuki rubs a hand across his face as people glance at them.

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Sasuke has finally returned to Konoha. Amidst public ridicule, harassment, and disdain, can he still call this place his home?
Canon compliant to chapter 698

He thought he remembered, momentarily, why he’d hated this village so damned much. Of course, other than the fact that certain decisions made here had resulted in the massacre of his entire family.

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79. Blackpink x Supergirl crossover pt.1

Summary: Jennie Kim didn’t think her first day out in the field as a DEO agent would involve another kryptonian pod crashing and having a beautiful alien pop out. She also didn’t anticipate being tasked with helping you acclimate to life on Earth. With her friends, Lisa, Jisoo, and Rose, Jennie will try to help you make Earth your new home.

Note: Sorry I couldn’t find the creator of the gif. Hope you all enjoy this, it was a blast to write! It’s definitely Jennie x Reader but I include the other girls in as much as I can.

Note 2: Just to be clear, Jennie and Lisa work at the DEO. Jisoo works for Catco and Rose for the Daily Planet.

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Something just like this

Originally posted by caps-bucky

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Word Count: 2193

Warnings: Angst, Smut!, Fluffy in the end

A/N: This oneshot is based on the song “Something Just like This” by The Chainsmokers and Coldplay. I love so much this song, it’s like a drug!

If you want be tagged in my stories, just ask me!
Feedback is always appreciated.


Fist.
He.
Fist.
Will come back.
Fist.
Soon.
I take a deep breath, and in the meantime, I take the bottle of water, and I drink. By now, it’s been two weeks since Bucky left for a mission in Russia, along with Steve and Tony. I remained at the base of the Avengers, until my boyfriend, Bucky Barnes, not back. I hate staying at home alone; It reminds me every fucking minute that he’s not there, and the silence overwhelms me. So for now I sleep in the room next to Natasha; At least I try. I miss Bucky. I miss my boyfriend. I miss his voice, his contagious laugh, his eyes staring at me, his soft and sweet lips on mine, his arms around my waist. It’s horrible to be so far away from him, and not having news of him.
I drain the anger and frustration pulling punches in punching bag, but doesn’t help much; I hear the gym door open, and enters Natasha smiling.
“Y/n, dinner is almost ready.”
“Thanks Nat.”
Without another word, Natasha comes out, and I remain alone again. I sigh; she and Sam are the fantastic friends, and in all this time that Bucky is not there, did everything they could to distract me; we went to the movies, to eat a pizza, at Luna Park. But they’re not my Bucky.
I return to my room, and after a quick shower, I go into the kitchen. Natasha and Sam are already there, sitting on the couch watching a movie; after greeting Sam, I sit down beside him, and I watch the film with them. Just when it’s late, I greet you both, and silently I go back in the room. This is my daily routine, for two long weeks.
I want my Bucky.


Fist.
He.
Fist.
Will come back.
Fist.
Soon.
And another day began; after breakfast, Sam and I have made a run, and we bet about who was faster; when there is no Steve to run with him, Sam is always happy, because it’s easier to win for him.
When we returned to base, I’m back in the gym, and I started to give again to punch the punching bag; it’s the only thing that calms me. After a while I stop and support the forehead of the punching bag, and I close my eyes; Bucky is my life, since I was back to being himself. The first time I met him, he was still the Winter Soldier, and I have done nothing but fight him; he was strong, and he put me to the mat in a few moves. At that moment I thought that I hated him. I am a proud person, and I hate to lose; in spite of everything, I felt a shiver when our eyes met. I didn’t pay much attention, but when Bucky is back to being.. Bucky, everything changed.
He’s fantastic, sweet, and kind, and even broken. And since we attend us, he makes me feel alive. For him it wasn’t easy to get back to ‘normal’ life, what the HYDRA did to him.. after all this time, sometimes he wakes up at night, because of a nightmare, and I try to comfort the more likely. I am still absorbed in my thoughts, when I hear the door open; without looking, I sigh.
“Yeah, Nat. Lunch is ready. ”
“Can I be your food?”
I open my eyes when I hear his voice; I quickly turn to the door to be sure I recogniz the voice of my boyfriend, or if it’s just a dream; but he’s there. Bucky, in his combat uniform, half dirt, but all his glory. Instinctively, I run towards him, and in a few seconds I throw myself into his arms, my legs around his waist. We remain silent for a while, enjoying this intimate moment between us; I inhale his scent, I brush his skin with the fingers.
“I missed you so much.”
“I’ve noticed.”
I blush, and having stretched the legs and resting my feet on the ground, I look in his eyes.
“Sorry.”
Bucky smiles, and laying his hands cupped my cheeks, he grabs my lips with his, and pulls me to his chest. How much he missed me..
I try to deepen the kiss, but then I remember that we are in the gym, and that someone can come suddenly.
“I missed you too.” he says when we move away, his arms still around my waist.
“When did you come back?”
“I have just returned. Natasha had told me you were here, and then I’m over here right away.”
I smile. He tries to get close, but jokingly I run him by me.
“Calm down, big boy. You need a shower, and long. ”
He laughs; I’m so happy that he is here with me, and his laugh is so contagious, that I begin laughing too.
“Why are you crying?” he suddenly asked; I frown, and I touch my face with the hand. I feel it’s wet, and I smile.
“I’m just glad you’re here.”
Bucky pulls me to him, and kisses my forehead.
“How about if we go back to our home?” he asks me as grazes my ear with his lips, making me shiver, “Take a shower, we have dinner, and we’re together.”
I swallow hard when I hear the last words; now that he’s finally back, I want him all to myself.
“Let’s go back to our home.”


After entering the house, me and Bucky we head both in the bathroom. I open the valve of the tap, and while the tub fills with hot water, I undress. I remain alone with the bra and panties, and suddenly I feel the Bucky’s eyes fixed on me. I smile, and satisfied with the effect that I do to him, I glance over my shoulder.
“Like what you see, James?”
I call him by his first name, knowing what causes in him when he hears my voice say it; he’s approaching menacingly at me, his hands touching my hips, and I feel a shiver along my spine when his metal fingers brush my bare skin. My back touch his bare chest, and Bucky leaves wet kisses in the hollow of my neck.
“After all this time, hell, of course I like it, doll.”
I turn to him, and I wrap my arms around his neck, I brush his lips, and I shrink, trying to provoke him.
“Will you do me the honour, James, to take my clothes off?”
“I’m the one just returned from a mission. You should undress me. ”
I bite my lip, and not make me say it twice, I lower the zipper of his pants, and I lower them along with the boxer; he does the same with me, and when we are both naked, we enter into the tub, facing each other. We relax both in contact with the hot water, that loosens our tense muscles. I look at Bucky, and only now I notice a tinge of sadness in his face; I was so glad to see him again, I didn’t ask him how was your mission. When I ask him, with a sad look tries to divert the issue. If he doesn’t want to talk, it means that something went wrong. I get close to him, and sat down on his legs, I obliged him to look at me.
“What’s wrong, Buck?”
He swallows, and then look at me; he touches my cheek with his metal arm, and a sad smile appears on his face.
“Why me?”
“I don’t understand.”
“Why did you choose me? Why are you with me? ”
I remain surprised by his words; I thought he knew why I’m with him. We talked about it a lot of times.
“Because I love you, Bucky.”
“Are you sure?”
I feel the tears fill my eyes, and I am speechless. Why he thinks I don’t love him?
“Bucky what happened during the mission?”
Bucky continues to look helpless, and after a while he sighs, and looks down.
“We saved the civilians by.. a bomb, I think. And when at last they were safe, people have approached us to thank us. They were so happy to see Captain America and Iron Man. But when they saw me.. I think they were afraid. I know it’s a stupid thing, but.. I’m not a hero, Y/n. Steve and Tony are. I’m just a horrible experiment, which kill.. ”
Bucky doesn’t finish the sentence because of me. My lips are placed on his, and I kiss him hard; my tongue makes contact with his, and my teeth biting his bottom lip, making him moan. I feel his erection touching my leg, but I try not to pay attention; I just want him to understand that I didn’t need a hero.

I’m not looking for somebody
With some superhuman gifts
Some superhero
Some fairytale bliss
Just something I can turn to
Somebody I can kiss

We finish the kiss, but my lips brush even those of Bucky, while his arms leaning on my waist. I look into his eyes, trying not to cry.
“Those people are idiots, they don’t know what they missed. If they got to you, they would know that you are a wonderful, sweet, kind, and selfless. I love you, Bucky.”
“I was a monster before.” Bucky says, the trembling voice. Tears streaming down his face, and I push off with the thumbs. I put my lips on his again, then on the cheeks, then on the eyes, then on the forehead; I wrap my arms around his neck and I hug him.
“It wasn’t your fault. You were under the control of HYDRA, but now you are free. You have your life again, you have your best friend, and other friends who love you. You have me. I don’t need a superhero.”

I’m not looking for somebody
With some superhuman gifts
Some superhero
Some fairytale bliss
Just something I can turn to
Somebody I can miss

The Bucky’s metal arm is laying on my back, massaging it up and down.
My eyes met his, and he slings on my lips, and kisses me. I put my hands cupped over his face, and I closer and closer to me; my body in contact with his drives me crazy, and makes the same effect on Bucky. He begins to torture the hollow’s neck, then the collarbone, up to fall on my breasts; he leaves me deep marks, making me moan. His erection pushes more towards me, and I just want to feel him inside of me, to make him feel how much I love him.
“Bucky..”
“I know doll, I know..”
Bucky pushes me away from him on the other side of the tub, and ranks on me; our movements they drop the water on the floor, but none of us matter at this time. My hands are on his shoulders, while he brushes my entry without preamble, and in a moment his cock inside me. I yell, while Bucky fills me more and more; he begins to push, and I cling closer to him, my legs around his waist. Our skin slamming against each other, and the water that moves around our bodies, it causes weird sounds.
“I love you, Y/n.”
My eyes met his, and Bucky pushes more and more inside of me. I arch my back, and I try to still get closer to him.
“I love you too, Bucky. I love you so much.. ”
It’s true. I love him. Despite the things that he did, in spite of the horrors he lived, I love him. I feel my body tremble, and then I come, continuing to repeat his name, and that I love him. Bucky groans, and with one final push he comes too. I don’t care if for the others he’s not a superhero; I don’t love the Winter Soldier. I love Bucky Barnes.

Oh I want something just like this
Oh I want something just like this


After our intimate moment, and putting in order the bathroom, me and Bucky we put in the kitchen to cook something. We laughed and joked, and almost burned the kitchen. Now we’re both lying on the couch, me in his arms, with the TV on. Bucky caresses my hair, and suddenly I feel him smile.
“You know you’re beautiful with this shirt on?”
I smile, realizing that the shirt is talking about is his. I lifted my face to look at him, and my eyes meet his.
“I have to thank the owner of the shirt.”
His lips brush my temple, and I feel a shiver down my spine; it always happens when he touches me.
“Now you know.” I say suddenly, losing myself in his grey eyes. He furrows his eyebrows, not understanding what I’m talking about.
“That I’m with you for who you are, not for what you do.”
“I love you, Y/n.”
“And I love you, Bucky Barnes.”

Oh I want something just like this
Oh I want something just like this


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tea time for anon. prompt: postwar dreaming


levi’s never quite been an optimist, maybe not really a pessimist either. no, he likens himself more to a realist. so it bugs him more than he cares to admit that he thinks about it so much. the “what ifs”. the “it could be’s”.

he puts his hand on erwin’s arm while they’re walking through town. he opens his mouth to say how nice the bakery looks, how he’d like to have a shop like that some day. wake up before the sun rises, have the smell of yeast deep in his pores, and flour on his cheeks. erwin would knead the dough, they’d decorate the tarts together, then they’d share a cup of tea as the afternoon closed out. 

erwin looks down at him with an eyebrow raised. levi shakes his head and says nothing.

there’s houses. levi’s never owned a house. he squatted for years in the underground. the place him and furlan found was run down until they worked together to piece it back together. nobody came after rent–probably too afraid to once they realized the residents. but how nice… “how nice would it be?” he says as he pauses in front of a house in stohess. a nice two floor house out in the farmlands inside wall maria. no–outside of wall maria. they’d have horses, sheep, dogs, ducks. erwin could till the fields while levi tended their garden. he’d bake pies that sat on window sills, and they’d sit on the couch and read until the sun faded away and onward under candle light.

“what would be nice?”

levi looks up at erwin wide eyed, averts them and runs his palm against his cheek to rub the heat away from them. “if we… nothing.”

erwin smiles.

they sit together on a tree branch as they watch some new recruits zip through the trees taking out titan dummies. erwin lets his legs swing lazily below him until he presses his shoulder against levi.

“what?” levi mutters.

“i would like to take you out somewhere.”

levi’s jaw tightens. “why?”

“it has been a trying couple of months, and you haven’t had a chance to unwind.”

“i’m fine.”

“i know you are. so what do you say?”

“whatever.”

they go into town the next day. erwin buys him a pastry from that same bakery, and levi finds himself longing to be the one behind the counter, his hands covered in baking ingredients instead of blood. erwin shoves a whole danish into his mouth as they’re leaving, and levi tries to hide a smile as flakes fall down and litter his chest. unabashedly, he reaches up and cleans off the man’s shirt with the back of his hand and clicks his tongue. “fucking slob.”

“we have places to be.” erwin talks around his food.

“it’s our day off, erwin.” but erwin is already several strides away. levi trots to keep up. they walk a few blocks away before stopping in front of a door to an unassuming rowhouse. the door is newly painted, deep red like boysenberries and the knob a polished brass. erwin is searching through his pants, his jacket– his civilian clothes seeming to have thrown off his sense of self. he grunts as he pats every pocket again before locating the key and pulling it out. “what’s…” levi starts.

erwin puts the key into the lock and turns it. “as high command, we’re allowed to live off base if we would like.” he turns the door knob and lets the the door swing open. “i have never had a need for an off site location…” he steps aside, offering levi to go in before him. “until now.”

levi looks at him, tries to find the words to say. it’s so hard. he’s a realist. “you’ll never come here.”

“if i have somebody to come home to i will.”

levi wants to tell him that he’ll never make it back to this house either. that they’ll keep sleeping in chairs in their offices until the end of time, until the end of the war. but there’s a feeling in his chest that grips him, chokes him, and he uncomfortably straightens out the sleeves of his shirt. “you better have tea and a kettle in there, old man.”

“of course.” erwin says as he places a kiss on top of levi’s head and guides them into the house, closing the boysenberry door behind him.

Color Me Satisfied

Originally posted by blackinjustice

Bucky Barnes x reader

Request:  Hello, I love your writing and I just can’t seem to get enough of it. I would like to request a Bucky x Reader one shot with the hair color Soulmate AU. Please and thank you! Stay well Captain

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A/n: So there were a couple of those but since i only did one, I presume that you want the highlights thing. If so, here you go, if not, oh well. I tried lol.

Genre: Humor, Romance

Rated: Everyone

Warning: Swearing (C’mon, It’s Bucky. What do you expect?), Humor

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Author: Chris-Evans-Imagines, Captain

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Soulmate AU: If one or the other dyes their hair, their soulmates gets highlights of the color in their hair. If they return it to their normal color, their soulmates hair returns to it’s normal color.

The smell of ammonia was heavy in the air as people filed in and out of the place. Shelves were set up seven feet apart, stocked full of merchandise. You were in the cosmetics aisle of the Walgreens in your town, fingers gently touching the boxes of the eccentric colors as you chose the different boxes. You were going to dye your hair and thought that you needed a change. After all, having one hair color for so long can get boring and become so trending, it hurts your eyes. So, you picked out about thirteen different boxes of hair dye, your coupons and check clad in your hand. From two different blues, four different reds, a green, platinum blonde, two different blondes that could be mistaken as yellow, and three different shades of orange. You were ready but didn’t know what you wanted to try first. So, when you got home, you closed your eyes after setting the boxes down and had your friend rearrange the boxes. The first box you touched, you grabbed and opened your eyes. You smiled. You were so ready to make this big change.

Bucky and the other Avengers were sitting in the lounge area. Steve sat next to Bucky, both of them just sipping on their beers while Tony and Pepper sat with each other Banner and Natasha and Clint were on the couch, all playing Trivia while Thor watched, tilting his head every few times. Steve had said to Bucky. 

“You know, I think we should…get you a….hair cut…….”

Bucky frowned and asked him. 

“What’s the matter, punk?”

Everyone turned their gaze and widened their eyes. Bucky glared and asked, hands slightly raised. 

“What?”

Tony snorted and replied. 

“See for yourself.”

Tony handed Bucky the phone and Bucky widened his eyes when he saw his reflection. Strands of his hair were a dark teal, standing out against his dark hair and Natasha teased, making Bucky look at her.

“I guess Bucky here has a soulmate that’s alive after all.”

He didn’t know why, but excitement went through his veins as he processed what the Russian assassin said. He had a soulmate. She was alive. He smiled a bit and Steve said, his blue eyes wide with mischief and excitement. 

“We should see if we can get her attention by dying your hair!”

Bucky felt his smile drop and he glared, saying while his metal shifted. 

“Oh no we are not. You are not touching my hair.”

Steve coaxed, bribing him. 

“Come on, don’t you want to know who she is? What if we could get her attention?”

Bucky sighed and muttered. 

“The things I do for your ass.”

Steve cheered and Natasha called, shooting up. 

“I’ll get the hair dye!”

“Don’t make me look like a freak, Romanoff or I’ll slit your throat in your sleep.”

You felt good with your teal hair. It made you feel free and independent. So, you had went to bad with a head full of love, not even suspecting what was about to happen in the morning.

~~~

When you woke up, you stretched and sighed. The clock red 14:00 hours, which was 2:00pm in Civilian time. You sighed once more and went to the bathroom, freezing when you looked in the mirror. Blonde streaks ran through your hair and your mouth dropped. You had totally forgotten about the soulmate thing! You face-palmed and wondered. 

‘Can I dye my hair with the word ‘Sorry’ in it? That’d be cool…’

You smirked and grabbed the Platinum blonde, light red, and dark blue. Time to show just how patriotic you could be.

With a blonde head of hair in a man bun, Bucky was waiting for the reaction. How would she react? Would she dye her hair back to it’s natural color or what? Steve had burst with laughter when red, white, and blue streaks appeared in his hair. Bucky face-palmed himself with his metal hand and Tony took a picture. 

“If that ends up on social media, I’ll fucking kill you.”

Bucky threatened, his blue eyes glaring hotly at the billionaire. Tony scoffed and Natasha said, holding up silver and red. 

“We can let her know who you are. After all, Who is Captain America without the Winter Soldier?”

You coughed, choking on your batman cereal when you saw silver and dark red streaks go into your hair. Hmm, it kind of reminded you of something. 

“Hey, that looks like Winter Soldier and Captain America colors!”

Your roommate said laughing and you coughed more. Could it be? You ran to your room and grabbed your friends white hair dye and immediately set to work.

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Everyone was in hysterics when white streaks appeared in Bucky’s hair. However, the ex HYDRA assassin was not amused. At all. He glared hotly at everyone while Steve tried his hardest to keep his laugh in. Bucky yelled. 

“Go ahead, punk.Laugh it up!”

Steve doubled over and Bucky growled. Tony said. 

“This has to go on social media! Has to!”

He took a picture and ran, screaming as Bucky chased after, screaming in his ‘Winter soldier’ voice. 

“I’m gonna rip off your billion dollar dick and shove it down your billion dollar throat!”

~~~

When you had gone on twitter, a new picture made you choke once more, only on your spit this time. 

Looks like Weiner Soldier’s soulmate decided to make his age really show. Kudos, WS’s Soulmate. You gave the avengers an amazing laugh. #priceless

Could it be? Could it really be him? You had ran out, grabbing your keys and ran to the tower. Upon arriving, with your white hair now having navy blue streaks in it, you requested to see Mr. Stark. The body guard was hesitant but when you showed him the picture, he let you up. You heard a voice call when you arrived. 

“Mr. Stark, there is someone here to see you.”

The elevator doors opened up and there stood Tony. He widened his eyes and you said, quickly. 

“I-I’m so sorry to bother you but…”

“-You’ve come to the right place, holy shit you are gorgeous.”

You blushed heavily and Tony gestured you to follow him. When you arrived in the lounge area, your eyes found the man you were looking for. He was chuckling a bit but must of felt eyes on him because when he looked over at you, everything stopped. His eyes widened and everyone looked over. Bucky shot up and slowly, he walked over to you. His blue eyes were cautious, curious, but…longing. Tony backed off and you blushed a bit. 

“I…I uh…hi…”

Bucky smiled a bit and replied back, making both of you kind of chuckle. 

“Hi.”

He smiled and said, a metal hand carefully touching your hair. 

“You know, I think this suits you.”

You shook you head, smiling. 

“I think now that I got the message, we should go for a more natural look. No more need to go spangling each others stars.”

Everyone laughed and Bucky smiled widely at you. He took your hand and for a long time, you never let go.

[END]

State Of Emergency (Glenn Rhee Smut)

Summary: With the world changing so rapidly, it’s hard to know if the knock at your door is going to be your death, or your savior. This time it just happens to be a squishy cute pizza delivery man who was oblivious to it all. Someone you thought needed your help, but ultimate helped you more than anything. Helped you smile; helped you learn that maybe you could start to change your definition of okay. Smut.

(A/N: please see the end for more notes, because i’m upset and i’m going to blabber on waaay too much about Glenn. but i did start writing this, and had most of it written long before i got the most devastating news in the world last night. this is set pre-season one, very early on into the apocalypse, before society has dissolved and before Glenn meets any of the other characters from the show. and for this fic, warnings for: blood, gore, ‘killing’, violence, mentions of violence, alcohol use, drunkness, Glenn being adorable, smut, mild dominance, extreme dirty talk, swearing, and pretty much every no-no thing under the sun. i really hope you enjoy reading this. -Tanisha<3)

Bang. Bang. Bang.

“Hello, hello, is anyone there?" 

Bang. Bang. Bang.

"Help me! Help me, please!” Bang, bang. “God, please someone open the door!”

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chocobrosb4hoes  asked:

Let's see some fleurentia with #29. “It must be hard with your sense of direction, never being able to find your way to a decent pickup line.” 😉

You chose a really good one for them, oh my goodness. <3 

I’m SORRY I took so long. 

And I can certainly do that for you, as I have been perfectly brined with enough salt to make this as sharp and witty as possible. I’m thinking Canon Divergent AU - everybody lives and Ravus in civilian clothes, oh la la. uvub

Title: Woo Him With Words
Pairing: Fleurentia/Ravnis - Ravus/Ignis
Word Count: 2752
Prompt:

#29: “It must be hard with your sense of direction, never being able to find your way to a good pickup line.”


“Look! There he is!”

Taking Prompto’s advice had truly been an absolutely terrible idea.

“Sitting at that table over there?” His sight had been a conundrum since the day he had recovered, nearly completely blind and quite sensitive to the light, but he had slowly overcome a few hindrances and with modern medicine - he was able to see faint outlines and large details, though it did not always do much to assist him. “I am unsure that this is going to work, Prompto.”

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