Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader, Steve Rogers | Word Count: 1493
Warnings: Nothing but fluff. A drabble. This is what happens when I’m bored. Spotify is my nemesis. The Cure by Lady Gaga
You looked up from your book when the door opened.
Bucky, in all his combat gear stumbled into your shared suite within the Avengers compound, shedding guns, gloves, and grenades with such disregard for their explosive nature it had you leaping to your feet. The look on his face spoke plainly of just how hard the latest mission had been.
Going to him, you grabbed for the belt he was getting ready to chuck across the room, the one with at least three grenades, and gently laid it over the back of the sofa. He went still, just stood there, shaking, breathing, anger radiating off him in waves.
Lifting your hand, you laid it gently against his clenched jaw. You only had one question. “Is everyone alright?”
Anakin Skywalker was "oblivious eye candy". He's quite handsome,and people look at him,but he doesn't realize that.
agree | agree with qualifications | disagree | disagree with qualifications
Anakin knows he’s pretty. As a very small child he was very much aware of just how pretty he was because people offered to buy him for his pretty (and sex). Lucky for him, he was too good at his fixing things job for Watto to sell him. Basically, end result is that Anakin is aware of just how good-looking he is and is actually slightly to deeply uncomfortable with it depending on who’s doing the looking. This gets compounded after the whole TCW slaves of the republic arc where you know Queen What’s-her-name totally took advantage of the situation.
Do you remember anything about your past life? (Like Welfin)
As opposed to many other Chimera Ants who have some sort of memory of a past life…I have no such thing. I am just me, and I have never been anyone else. I was discussing this with Kite’s team of biologists, who suggested it was perhaps because I was made up of a largely human diet on the part of my mother, and thus I am a compound of many many humans, as opposed to say, someone like Colt, who was comprised of just one human and a number of different animals.
I was a very young guy. My friends and I were playing hide and seek. So one of my friends was like “Prove you’re a man” I showed him my cock and he laughed (my penis was small at the time). This friend told his other friend that I showed him my cock and then he said “Let me show you mine.” We lived in a compound with a swimming pool so there were changing rooms. He showed me his cock and it was HUGE (probably> 8 inches), now his guy was like 5 years older than me. He told me to suck it and I did and it felt weird at first but I low-key liked it. Now I am 17 and I can’t stop thinking about his thick and juicy cock which tasted like detergent.
Alright kids. It’s been awhile, so it’s time to buckle up for another one of my Patented Mob Psycho 100 Essay/Meta posts (patent not pending).
As much as I love and appreciate how Studio BONES adapted Mob Psycho 100, one of the things that always bothered me is how they adapted 100% Sadness.
Y’see, in the anime, it’s a fairly quick buildup. It’s clean and it’s pretty.
Mob wakes up to rubble where a school once stood.
The beautiful Ghibli tears roll down as he realizes what’s happened.
He curls up as the emotions well up within him.
And he unleashes 100% Sadness as sparkling tears cascade down towards the audience.
It’s so sad, right? Super sad! Poor Mob!!
But in the manga, things are….slightly different.
Mob wakes up not sitting neatly with his feet folded underneath him, but instead sprawled out on his hands and knees, hair in a frenzy from his psychic powers still being active. He’s not looking straight ahead at the remnants of the school, but upwards at the destruction still going on in the sky above, like some kind of giant looming over him. Mob doesn’t just look small. This shows how he feels small.
The narrator explains Mob’s thoughts in further detail here. It’s not just “Mob wakes up, realizes he Hecked Up, and feels Really Sad about that.”
This is Mob’s trauma, a thing that has made him feel helpless and alone. It’s the thing he hates about himself. And while the audience can certainly infer this from the animation alone, hearing it (or reading it, in this case) helps compound this fact and draw it out. It’s not just sadness Mob feels, it’s many, many complex negative feelings he’s been storing away inside himself for 4 agonizing years.
His percentage meter slowly ticks up and the thoughts and feelings build up–
And he begins to bawl.
Not dainty fat dollops rolling neatly down the middle of his cheeks. Not cutesy sparkly anime shoujo tears.
This is some absolutely unrepentant ugly crying.
This is Mob feeling so overwhelmed, that the careful control he’s practiced his entire life isn’t just gingerly removed, but absolutely smashed to smithereens. His tears pool and drip out of his mouth like drool. He can’t even fathom how gross it must look because he is so overcome with built-up negative feelings that he has never allowed himself to express.
His percentage meter peaks at 100% and then–
It’s panels like these that really tick me off when people say ONE isn’t a good artist. Because in comics, good art isn’t just drawing people realistically or with proper proportions. Good art is utilizing the space in a panel to convey meaning and symbolism to help tell the story.
Mob isn’t just curling up into a ball here. He collapses into a bow before his own powers that overwhelm him from a story standpoint and also overwhelm the panel.
Rubble cascades down from the sky, mimicking his own tears and the likes of rain. It is so powerful, it encroaches past the black border at the top of the panel, dominating the scene. The weight of it and his own sadness presses him into the earth.
This panel, this expression, shows how not just miserable this whole affair has made him, but how absolutely terrified he is. Mob at this point has been under Reigen’s tutelage for 4 years.
He never knew any other espers growing up. Reigen was his one hope at learning to control and stop this aspect of himself, and he is currently watching that hope churn amidst the remains of the school, shredded to pieces all around him.
The contrast of the calm emptiness of the bottom left only intensifies the sheer chaos of his powers at work around him in the top and right.
This is Mob’s duality.
The anime ends the scene with Mob watching as he neatly mends Teru’s school back together, his back turned to the audience. It’s nearly identical to the panel in the manga, but there are several key differences:
1. You can still see the cracks and tears in the school, despite Mob fixing it
2. Mob has his back to the school, turned away from it.
3. The lightning flashing in the background.
Let’s break these points down.
1. The cracks in the school stood out to me the first time I read this scene. What it portrays is that although Mob certainly “fixed” the school, he can never totally “undo” what has just happened, no matter how hard he tries. The narrator even makes this point–this was Mob’s “meager” attempt at fixing the situation. Even if he did somehow manage to repair the school to functionality, there will no doubt be remnants of damage and evidence of the destruction it went through. Contrasted with the anime where the school is neatly glued back together, it feels at odds, and even contradictory to the narrator’s previous insertion.
2. Mob is not looking at the school. He does not want to face the aftermath of what he’s done. He can try to mend the situation all he likes, but ultimately the end result is the same: He failed to change. In yet another spectacular use of composition, the destruction directly looming over his head in the background is a perfect mirror to his current mental state. Where Mob expresses, things are broken.
3. The grey overcast of the anime coupled with the soft strumming of the guitar carries sadness, but in a cathartic way. (After all, crying is known to help bring back chemical balance when our brains are overwhelmed with emotion.)
The manga, by contrast, feels foreboding. The framing of the scene shows Mob just below the chaos of his powers returning the school to its prior shape, him large and especially prominent, as opposed to smaller and meeker in the anime. Most importantly, there is lightning flashing in the background. There are no gentle sunbeams peaking through after a harsh rain, there are no soft painterly textures in the clouds.
It is still dark. The clouds are not soft nor comforting. Lightning flashes to signal continuing storms and danger. It is a warning:
This is not the last time we will see such cataclysmic destruction.
(C16H13ClN2O), also known as Valium, is a white solid that is of significant pharmaceutical importance. It is a member of the benzodiazepine family, which shares the similar bicyclic system comprising of a conjoined benzene and diazepine ring.
Diazepam is used to treat anxiety and panic disorders, and this is achieved by its binding to GABA receptors on neurons. This causes the active site of the receptors to become a better fit for GABA molecules, resulting in a higher binding of GABA to it. This triggers a greater influx of chloride ions into the neuron.
Since the intracellular portion of the neuron is more negative than normal, the membrane is hyperpolarised to a greater extent. Consequently, a stronger stimulus is needed to trigger an action potential, which is created when a stimulus causes the membrane to reach the threshold potential.
Since the resting potential is now more negative, the action potential and thus firing of the neuron is less likely. This then produces the anxiolytic, sedative, amnesia-inducing, and anticonvulsant effects of diazepam.
Diazepam can be produced by various synthetic pathways; one such route is shown below.
summary: you have a nightmare, and when you go to make yourself a cup of tea Loki surprises you in the kitchen. he offers some help
Sweat beads dripped down your face and your neck as you shot your head up and let out a strained scream. Your latest nightmare was more vivid than the regular ones you were used to. With your breath coming out in short pants, you attempted to calm yourself down before you woke anyone up. Laying down was not going to help ease your mind into the state of calmness it once was resting at, so you quietly got out of bed to make a cup of tea. It seemed like a routine at this point; waking up at 2 in the morning, and having to calm yourself down into a false sense of security.
You didn’t even notice Loki, the God of Mischief, quietly reading a book on the couch under lamplight as you shuffled through the main room and into the kitchen. With your hands still shaking from panic, you opened the cabinet and grabbed the familiar pink mug. After setting it onto the marble counter, you began the works for the cup of tea. Putting a pot of water on the stovetop to boil, you leaned on the counter, and continued to take in short, choppy breaths.
“Are you alright, Lady Y/n?” A silky voice quietly asked, startling you. You turned to see Loki grinning at you over the pages of his book, and you smiled at his civilian appearance. He had a cat sweater on that Thor must’ve given him, and sweatpants.
“Mhm, just couldn’t sleep.” You shrugged your shoulders, technically it wasn’t a lie. No one needed to know about the demons that plagued your sleep. You also wouldn’t be able to get more than four words out with his intense gaze locked on you. Something about Loki caught your eye in a special way, but you weren’t quite sure what.
Loki squinted, “Why are you lying to me about your well-being?” he pressed.
You snapped back, “I am not.” The water was boiling on the stove, so you took it as the perfect moment to break eye contact and get your tea together, and maybe even head back to your room. You poured the boiling water into the mug and hurried off past Loki and back down the hall. Before you were even in your room, he teleported in front of you and blocked the path to your room. Loki insisted once more that you were lying.
Instead of arguing with him any further, you tried to duck underneath his arm. He caught you, however, before you could even attempt and quickly swept one arm under your knees and the other cradling your back and picked you up. You couldn’t protest without waking up the rest of the Avengers, considering the two of you were smack dab in the middle of the hallway. It was a miracle you didn’t spill your cup of tea everywhere as he carefully held you against his chest and carried you to your room.
“Nightmares, I presume?” He whispered as he gently set you down back in your bed, took the cup of tea out of your hand and placed it on the bedside table. All you could do at the moment was nod tiredly and wonder in the back of your mind how he knew about your nightmares.
Loki, instead of returning to his book in the main room, moved to the other side of your bed and crawled in next to you, draping his arm around your waist. You were blushing like mad and tensed up a bit. He must have noticed, because he tightened his grip on you and buried his face in your hair. Loki snaked his other arm underneath of you, fully pulling you into a warm cuddle. You didn’t expect this type of treatment from someone as cynical as Loki, but fully welcomed it. His embrace finally started to sooth the fear from your nightmare. You felt safe wrapped up in his arms.
Adrenaline (C9H13NO3), also known as epinephrine, is a naturally-occurring hormone and neurotransmitter found in our body. Along with noradrenaline, it is produced by the adrenal medulla, which is situated above the kidneys.
As a hormone, adrenaline stimulates the sympathetic nervous system, and is partly responsible for the “fight-or-flight” response.
It binds to adrenergic receptors, which are found in almost all tissues, inducing the breakdown of glycogen into glucose (see below), glycolysis, and also inhibits glycogen synthesis as well as insulin secretion. This results in a surge in glucose availability, providing a burst of energy needed to escape any danger.
Adrenaline also promotes vasoconstriction, the narrowing of blood vessels, as well as an increase in heart rate to raise the amount of blood being pumped throughout the body. This causes more oxygenated blood to reach the body at a faster rate, enabling cells to carry out respiration to produce more energy as well.
An interesting study revealed that adrenaline is associated with fear. A 1999 study showed that subjects injected with adrenaline experienced greater feelings of fear upon watching horror films. They also expressed greater negative emotions than the control group.
In nature, adrenaline is biosynthesised from phenylalanine through multiple enzyme-catalysed reactions:
On the other hand, adrenaline can be synthesised from resorcinol and 2-chloroethanoyl chloride in the lab:
Could you please write a Peterxreader where reader is the youngest
member of the team. One day they have a movie date in the tower and the
team spies on them?Could it be in the point of view of the team?[bonus
points if deadpool is in it] thanks <3
Wade has created a chatroom.
Wade has added Natasha, Tony, Thor, Bruce, Steve, Clint, Vision.
Clint: What, Wade?!
Tony: Can we text later? You’re going to distract me!
Bruce: I need to
ask, but is it not weird that us, adults, are spying on Y/N and Peter,
our youngest and most loved members movie date in a very cramped up
Natasha: If you
don’t like it, then you can leave, Banner. It’s not weird. We are just
being protective parental units/uncles/adopted android sibling.
Steve: Should they be sitting so close? Natasha, should they? Maybe I should go in and sit between them.
Tony: I will kick your ass, Rogers! Don’t you dare ruin their date!
Thor: Grab him, Stark! I shall lay Mjolnir upon him so he may not move.
Steve: Try it and I will run off with Mjolnir!
Thor: You? Worthy? HA! Do not fight us!
Steve: I know you
have your doubts. I know deep down you know that I was faking not being
able to lift Mjolnir. Would you like to test me?
Serotonin (C10H12N2O), also known as 5-hydroxytryptamine (5-HT), is a white solid that is slightly soluble in water under standard conditions. Like dopamine (Day 44), it is an important neurotransmitter that regulates vital processes in the body.
In the brain, serotonin is largely produced in the neurons of raphe nuclei, which are found in the brain stem. It regulates perceptions of resource availability, which can affect bodily functions and sensations such as mood, appetite, digestion, and sleep.
Serotonin is released from the presynaptic neuron into the synaptic cleft via the fusing of serotonin-containing vesicles with the presynaptic membrane. It then binds to 5-HT receptors on the postsynaptic membrane.
There are many different subtypes of 5-HT receptors, and each produces a different cellular response upon binding of serotonin.
For example, the binding of serotonin to 5-HT2A receptors results in psychedelia, whereas the binding of serotonin to 5-HT3 receptors results in vomiting.
Due to the diverse functions of serotonin in different cells, many classes of drugs, such as anxiolytics, antidepressants, antiemetics, and antimigraine drugs, are designed to target the serotonin system.
For example, selective serotonin reuptake inhibitors (SSRIs), such as sertraline (Zoloft) inhibit the reuptake of serotonin into the presynaptic membrane from the synaptic cleft. This increases the concentration of serotonin in the synaptic cleft, and the increased binding of serotonin to the 5-HT receptors. This results in an anxiolytic, antidepressive effect.
On the other hand, drugs such as ondansetron act on the receptors themselves; they act as antagonists to 5-HT3 receptors, preventing serotonin from binding to it. As a result, there is a reduction in nausea and vomiting, which are common side-effects in chemotherapy. Hence, such antiemetics are useful and are often co-administered together with chemotherapeutic agents.
In the human body, tryptophan is first hydroxylated via the action of tryptophan hydroxylase to produce 5-hydroxytryptophan, which is then decarboxylated by aromatic amino acid decarboxylase to produce serotonin.
This is the only way I can remember Kanji readings or meanings that I keep forgetting. Writing them on an A3 paper with a thick marker (feels nice), writing down compound words with Kanji I already know and hanging the thing on my wall
I´ll list the Kanji plus meaning and a compound word for the reading