elite training

anonymous asked:

So how does one go about training elite, loyal fighters in a non-abusive environment?

By… not abusing them?

I know that the whole “training for martial combat is inherently abusive” is a popular concept, but it doesn’t work that way. Normal training is a slow process, and elites are the culmination of a process every single martial artist goes through. They are the ones who worked the hardest, who went the furthest, and continued long after everyone else stopped. An elite is the one who devotes their life to their art. From a martial combat perspective, you want the trainees who want to be training. You get your trainees to engage and commit to their training without forcing them because they already want to be there, and it not only works… it work better. I know. It’s an amazing concept, you get better results without abuse.

There are no elite warriors who were not once willing participants, wholeheartedly devoted and dedicated. Who ate, and breathed, and slept, and dreamed their training, who made it a foundational aspect of their whole life. A core aspect of their identity.

They became an elite because they wanted to be and because they worked hard for it. They passed all their tests, ground their way out through the muck and the dirt. Through the sweat, the tears, and the frustrations. Who celebrated their successes and mourned their failures.

Every training program will have a different metric for what makes someone capable of entering the ranks deemed elite. However, there are very specific general metrics for requirement which most follow. They will be people considered at or near the top by their instructors, who are experienced, and who have already completed the basic requirements. They will be martial artists who are in the highest belt rankings before this training or soldiers who made it through Basic with distinction and, perhaps, have field experience where they have shown a solid track record. They will be volunteers. They will be the ones previously identified as the best of the best by other trainers and commanding officers. They will either be chosen from the field or asked to apply. Offered, not ordered. Then, they will be “trained” as in they will undergo a stress test of their physical and mental limits that serves as their training.

When I say phrases like “considered near the top”, “shown exemplary skill”, and “served with distinction”, I don’t mean raw talent in someone untested. Raw talent is nothing but potential, and potential is worthless in someone who will not or is uninterested in making the most of it. These are the people who have already proven themselves, often above and beyond the call. They are chosen now because they have the potential and the drive to reach an echelon (often highly specialized) beyond that of the average trainee.

If you learn nothing else, learn this: any elite candidate is a classic overachiever.

One of the major purposes of normal training is to push a trainee beyond what they believe is physically and mentally possible for them to achieve. The extreme version of this is, well, it’s extreme. The point isn’t toughness, though. That’s far too simplistic and silly in concept. The point is to create a situation for the trainee to realize their true potential, that breaks all the boundaries of what they believed to possible. This is why high end of martial arts often feel like magic. Whether it’s staying awake, active, and functional for a full seven days, breaking nine bricks in a single strike, or bending a steel rod with nothing but their throat, you’re seeing someone who has a far better grasp of the true human limits than the average person.

Outside the real world, most authors are attracted to “abusive training” due to the angst factor. They often make the mistake of assuming that regular training is abuse (and taken to the wrong extremes, it can be), and mistake the purpose behind the extremes. They also think one can skip the boring, technical aspect and jump straight to those extremes. Again, mostly for the angst factor and to create a sub category of the trope Cursed with Awesome, which i like to call: Victimized Into Herohood.

In the real world, the theory behind abusive training isn’t that abuse makes you stronger (though many abusers and some abuse survivors have this outlook), it’s that the threat of death and desire to survive will make the subject work harder. That the desire to live is universal, and that it’s as good as the desire to learn. You’ll find this method used in cults, because its purpose is to ensure a specific kind of loyalty.

In the real world, that doesn’t get you past the bare minimum. So, all that abuse is just to get past the first mental hurdle for basic training. Do not mistake basic training for elite training. Never do this. You’ll find far more abuse (if it happens at all) happening at the beginning of training rather than at the end. You’ve got to learn to flap before you fly and expecting someone to achieve FTL by chucking them off a cliff is pretty damn silly. No one would expect a prospective student to be a black belt on day one.

The confusion, I think, most people have is with the intensity of the physical training. You will ask them to push beyond their physical limits, but that’s not abusive. They also consented to it first. Your working with someone who wants to be training, who has committed. You don’t put a gun to their head to say, “do this or die.” The point of pushing in this environment is not to break them, but rather to show them that they can do more than they realize.

Extreme training works best when the other person wants to be there. You will never be able apply more pressure or drive to someone via outside sources than they can apply to themselves.

Dragging some random schmuck off the street and beating the shit out of them misses the point. When we’re talking abusive training, it’s purpose isn’t to make you tougher, it’s purpose is to convince the trainee to commit. If they aren’t inclined toward it anyway, then they’re a bad candidate. The end point of the abusive outlook is to get your trainee to the point where they’re a willing candidate. That doesn’t produce elites though. Elites come from trainees who want to excel, not the ones who just want to live.

You cannot make an elite from a trainee who isn’t willing.

You can’t do it. 90% of an instructors job is to provide structure and opportunity for students to excel. That’s it. They teach, yes, but the student has to choose to learn. Being the best or competing for the opportunity to be the best, requires a step even beyond the choice or desire to learn. It takes real, honest to god commitment, devotion, sacrifice, not to mention time and energy. After all, you can lead a horse to water but you can’t make it think.

Like with anything else, an elite is born from the trainees who worked the hardest in basic training. The ones who pushed themselves, the ones who maybe struggled in the beginning but kept at it, the ones who were up late practicing their techniques after everyone else had gone to bed, and the ones who proved themselves in the field or to whatever criteria qualified them for this next step. You don’t get elites through abuse. You get elites through willing candidates, and then just train them the normal way. Elites aren’t training or talent, so much as they are personality. These are the people who want to be there, they’re willing to commit and do whatever they have to do to win. You put them in competition so they build each other up, then you cull. By culling, I mean removing the weak and sending them back to where they came from. Usually, these will be returning them to the positions they already occupied. You know, how it normally works?

The mistakes the inexperienced make when writing training is that they often believe:

1) That all martial combat training is what you get from training Special Forces.

2) That the Special Forces training is what makes them elite.

No, Special Forces training itself is the culling process. The point isn’t to instruct, so much as it is to test the limits of the trainee and how far they can (and are willing) to push themselves. These are people who have already proven they excel in regular combat environments, they exceed beyond the expected limits. They have been trained, they are now taking the next step.

Martial Training is a process involving multiple stages, it takes time, investment, and a great deal of energy. The creation of an elite or an elite unit doesn’t happen overnight, or over a few weeks, or even months. It starts with molding the raw materials through the basics. Then, if they prove themselves worth the time/show their mettle, they get to try passing the tests where you’re kept awake and active for a week straight.

The true point of extreme training is to push the student far beyond the point they believe to be their upper limits. Our minds instill false expectations and false limits based on our beliefs, our understanding, and our desire for self-preservation. The point is never to break and remold, but rather to introduce the trainee to their true capabilities.

However, the trainee needs to be willing to push themselves. They are the ones who do the heavy lifting, they are the ones who are taking control over themselves, and they are the ones who are breaking down those mental and physical limits within themselves in order to reach new heights. It cannot be done to them, they must do it themselves.

Everyone has the potential to be an elite warrior, they all receive the same training. The question is: will the individual choose to put in the effort and make the necessary sacrifices?

Understand these are active choices, made by people who want what’s being offered to them and are chasing it because this is what they want to be. This is not a choice made for them. They are not the victims of it. It is not a burden thrust upon them. They chose to take it up, then they turned around and pursued excellence with a vengeance so intense it makes the rest of us cry.

The highest echelons of any martial art or martial combat is almost entirely an internal battle. You are your own worst enemy, and you need to break past your own beliefs about yourself. It is a battle for self-actualization, fire forged in blood, sweat, tears, and competition. This is the aspect of high level training that is most often disregarded because it sounds hokey. It’s true though.

Elite training is there to teach us that the false limits we set for ourselves are our greatest barrier, and these beliefs keep us from reaching our true potential.

Regardless of anything else, the end goal of both abusive scenarios and non-abusive scenarios are the same. The only difference is their methods and the initial willingness of their participants. This is also why the holdouts are the ones who die in the abusive scenario. No amount of forcing will ever compete with the willing.


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The Ordo Tempestus, also known as the Militarum Tempestus is a military organisation of the Imperium. A sub-faction of the Administratum, it enjoys far greater autonomy than the Regiments of the Imperial Guard. The Ordo’s ranks are primarily composed of Tempestus Scions and Commissars, but also include specialists from a variety of Imperial organisations. The Ordo Tempestus is known for its elite training and the quality of its soldiers, complimenting the overwhelming numbers of the Imperial Guard.

Ghost (Bucky x Reader)

So I’m dumb and I’m starting ANOTHER series cause obviously I hate myself. I’ll keep posting She’s a Rockstar but I’m adding this one in too lol 

Summary: Y/N is a highly trained, very elite assassin and the Avengers have taken it upon them to try and find her. Bucky takes a special interest in her. 

Warnings: Nothing, slow burn, eventual smut probs 



She was fast as hell, almost impossible to catch, never stayed in one place for very long, no one knew her name, no one knew anything about her, actually.

“So how the hell are we supposed to catch her if she’s impossible to find and completely off the grid,” Bucky said, agitated.

“That’s why we’re here Barnes, to get a game plan. See, we don’t have much information on her but what we do have is in your briefing folders,” Fury said as they all took a lot at the information before them. “What we do know is that she’s one of the deadliest assassins we’ve ever seen, ever. The name Y/N Y/L/N came up a couple times here and there so we’re going to have to try and find something using that.”

“Well how are we supposed to find her if no one knows where she is,” Steve inquired.

“We have footage of her from this morning at 2:38 am leaving the nightclub Marquee. We don’t know what she was doing there but check it out. Chances are she’s still in New York. We also don’t know if she works solo or if she works with or for someone. I trust that you are all capable enough to find this girl so let’s move. No more time to waste,” Fury concluded. He walked away leaving the team to deliberate.

“Could these pictures be any blurrier? What are we supposed to do with this?” Wanda inquired. The team collectively shrugged and went back to studying the photos in the file.

“Alright so it’s simple guys,” Bucky started. “We have to dig up her most recent assassinations, find out who she’s been dropping and who could be next. Look for a theme, bloodlines, country of origin, and any trace of gangs or maybe the mafia even. Just dig up everything and anything on these killings.” Bucky had dealt with his fair share of assassins, he could usually pick up their MOs and put himself in the mind of the killer.

After hours and hours of the team doing relentless research, tapping video cameras, cell phone calls, finding what they could on all her past murders.

“Guys I think I might have found something,” Steve said as he waved people over to him. “So I found someone that matches the description of this girl and came up with hundreds of different profiles, all with the pictures of her. I did some more digging and found a name, guess what name?” Steve looked proud.

“Y/N Y/L/N,” Sam answered Steve’s rhetorical question. “Well what does it say?” Sam asked.

“Hmm. Alright born in Canada-“

“Canada? Seriously? I thought they were nice up there,” Sam said with disappointment.

“Yes. Canada. Mom and dad died in a car crash when she was 9. Rumours that the car crash was intentional. After that she kind of just disappears. She resurfaces every once in a while, new information every time. Most recent one looks like it could be Alana Sanche but no way to really be sure,” Steve explained.

“Oh one of the surveillance videos I watched has a girl that looks exactly Y/N as Alana Sanchez. She looks like she’s on the phone at the time and some audio recording caught a few words like ‘it’s done’, ‘don’t worry’, and ‘who’s next?’. This could be her. The time stamp says around 2:45 am, 7 minutes after she left the club,” Wanda explained.

“Well time to go find a highly trained assassin who just so happens to be impossible to find.” Tony said sarcastically.



“What do you want me to do here Rick? He’s dead isn’t he?” You were getting frustrated. You had done everything he asked but still, something was done wrong obviously.

“Y/N you’re getting sloppy. I’ve heard that there are people looking for you,” Rick explained. “Only tryin’ to look out for you darlin’.”

“Don’t forget who I am Rick. I’m impossible to catch. You know that, I know that, they know that. Whatever they have is going to come up inconclusive. I know what I’m doing Rick,” Y/N retorted. He grumbled and turned away. “Anyway, who’s next?”


“Any leads guys?” Fury asked as he gathered the team together. They all mumbled a no and looked away sheepishly. “What do you mean no? Come on guys.”

“We have a name and we have a face. We’re pretty sure her current alias is Alana Sanchez but that’s pretty much it,” Steve explained.

“I’ve been looking in to all of her most recent killings, hard to find but there, and from what I can tell there’s no real connection. There’s no pattern. My thought is that she’s doing someone’s dirty work. If it were just her doing it then there would be a pattern. I thought it may be connected to the car crash but none of the victims have any connection to her parents’ death. It’s bizarre, I’ve never seen it before,” Bucky said.

“Keep looking then,” Fury said.

The team dispersed and got back to work. Bucky stared at the screen of his computer for what felt like ages, completely dumbfounded at this girl.

“God this makes no sense… What is she doing,” Bucky mumbled to himself.

“Hey pal, you doing alright?” Steve slapped a friendly hand on Bucky’s shoulder and sat down beside him. “This is a hard one isn’t it?”

“I don’t know what it is about her. Maybe it’s that there’s no order to this? Maybe it’s that she’s impossible to find? God man, I don’t know but this is driving me crazy. When I was… out of control… I always had a reason. Most of the people I killed had a common connection, they did something against Hydra but I’ve looked at all possible connection between the people she’s killed but there’s nothing. Absolutely nothing.”

“We’ll find her, then you can ask questions,” Steve offered. Bucky nodded and turned back to the laptop.

“Y/N Y/L/N. Who the hell are you?”

hello pls stop saying Bucky is “co-leading"the Wakandan army with T'Challa, FIRST of all he’s fresh out the fridge and he’s got the most queasy look on his face the entire time, SECOND of all he’s a soldier not a king and last I heard KINGS did not "co-lead” their subjects with foreign guests of dubious superhero quality, THIRD of all he’s got a vibranium arm and brute strength but the Wakandan fighters are ELITE and have been TRAINED to defend their country for CENTURIES so who’s leading who really? Like put it this way, in the hierarchy of who’s most cut out to lead what from what we know right now: T'Challa > the Wakandans themselves > Bucky

pls PLS

@yeeeem replied to your photo “beep”

does the elite train mudkips

don’t joke about things ill end up drawing it

this is my new sangheili oc he comes from idk a random sangheili colony where they have weird animals. he leaves his horde of mudkips behind when he joins the covenant but after the great schism he returns to train and become the very best

do not steal

Honduras: police refuse to obey government as post-election chaos deepens
All national police will refuse to enforce a curfew after days of deadly violence triggered by allegations of electoral fraud

Honduran police have announced they will refuse to obey orders from the government of the incumbent president, Juan Orlando Hernandez, and will remain in their barracks until a political crisis triggered by last Sunday’s contested presidential election has been resolved.

All national police – including elite US-trained units – in the capital, Tegucigalpa, would refuse to enforce a curfew ordered by the government after days of deadly violence triggered by allegations of electoral fraud, a spokesman said on Monday night.

“We want peace, and we will not follow government orders – we’re tired of this,” said the spokesman outside the national police headquarters.

“We aren’t with a political ideology. We can’t keep confronting people, and we don’t want to repress and violate the rights of the Honduran people.”

Crowds of anti-government protestors greeted the announcement with cheers and chanted: “The people united will never be defeated!”

Earlier a member of the Cobras anti-riot squad said: “This is not a strike, this not about salaries or money. It’s that we have family. We are tired. And our job is to give peace and security to the Honduran people, not repress them. We want all Hondurans to be safe.”

The announcement marked a dramatic twist in a week-long electoral debacle that has plunged the volatile country into its worst political crisis since a coup in 2009.

In ancient Celtic society the Druids and Druidesses composed an intellectual elite, whose knowledge and training placed them as priests of the Celtic religion. Their training normally lasted over twenty years and consisted of the memorization of literature, poetry, history, and Celtic law as well as astronomy. The Druids mediated for their people, preformed sacrifices, interpreted omens, and presided over religious ceremonies.

The Druids didn’t believe in writing down their philosophies and rituals. When they were killed during the Roman Invasion, and survivors later censured by some Christian missionaries, much of their knowledge and ideals were lost. It is difficult to say with absolute certainty precisely what the old Druids believed, or how exactly they worshipped. We only have about 10 pages (translated) left of information on the Druids.

When a tradition loses its living practitioners, it doesn’t mean that the tradition dies. It is not by copying the past that continues the Druidic tradition, although the past can inspire us. Neo-Druidism is inspired by the ancient Druids, and they decided to name themselves after the wise, spiritual beings that they strived to become.

People who call themselves “Druids” don’t claim to follow the same path as the ancient Druids, just one inspired by them. Our society is left with barely any information on the Druids and the Druid Recontructionism movement has done its best by looking at sources and pulling together information to try to understand the basic fundamentals of Druidism. Anybody who claims to follow an ancient path of Druidry is lying as we have no information to accurately follow that path.

To call oneself a Druid is to simplify their intention - how else would they go about it? To say “I am a follower on the path of Druidry” just doesn’t roll off the tongue in casual conversation. The term is there to clarify the path, not to claim grand titles. Any Druid who has done their research knows that they aren’t following the same path as ancient Druids and that in ancient times, “Druid” is a title given to someone who studied many subjects for a long time.

They won’t change what they call themselves as they’ve spent hundreds of years during the reconstructionism calling themselves Druids and making the term “Druid” known- why would they change now?

Recently Introduced Lore Tidbits


  • Using lime, ash and the fossilized bark of ancient trees, Demacians create petricite; magic absorbing stone with which they built their walls.
  • Sometimes known as silver steel or rune steel, Demacian steel is coveted for its durability, light weight and its unique interactions with magic. 
  • Garen and Lux are siblings of the Crownguard family, who traditionally serve as the royal protectors. 
  • Fiora serves as the head of House Laurent in Demacia, a position she claimed upon killing her father in a duel.
  • Native to the rocky crags of northern Demacia are the rare, ferocious Raptors. Only a few individuals have been known to befriend and ride these beasts.
  • Galio was created over a period of two years by a legendary Demacian sculptor named Durand.
  • Demacia’s army is often outnumbered, but is arguably the most elite, well-trained army in Runeterra.
  • Garen left home to join the Dauntless Vanguard, one of Demacia’s most elite military forces, when he was only twelve years old.
  • Quinn and her twin brother Caleb were born in the rural Demacian town of Uwendale.


  • The capital city of the Noxian Empire was founded around the Immortal Bastion; the citadel of a dreaded revenant who terrorized Valoran for centuries. 
  • Basilisks of the Kumungu are sometimes raised from eggs as Noxian war beasts. 
  • Drakehounds, a distant relative of dragons, are kept by some rich, and perhaps foolish, Noxians as pets. 
  • Warmasons are tasked by Noxus not only to plot and plan infrastructure, but also to scout out enemy territory for future invasions. 
  • The sisters Katarina and Cassiopeia are a part of the Du Couteau family; one of the most prestigious noble houses in Noxus. 
  • With his dying breath, Sion killed Jarvan I. The King’s crown now serves as Sion’s jaw. 
  • Gateways of dark stone known as Noxtoraa are raised over roads in territories conquered by Noxus. 


  • The Brackern, a race of enormous, crystal-bodied scorpions, slumber in the sands beneath a hidden valley in Shurima. o Sai Kahleek is one of Shurima’s most feared deserts, as it is populated by the ravenous Xer'Sai.
  • Many Voidborn have names originating from the ancient Shuriman language. 
  • Above the city of Nashramae stands a replica Sun Disc, built long ago to honor the lost legacy of ancient Shurima. 
  • In the Shuriman city of Nashramae, a festival is held celebrating Rammus. Thousands gather to roll and somersault around the city in his honor. o Within the bowels of Shurima’s capital lies the “Oasis of the Dawn,” from which almost all rivers in the land flow from. 
  • Some Shuriman nomads have created entire towns upon the backs of the Dormun; enormous, armor-plated beasts that wander the wastes. 
  • The Shuriman city of Zuretta is ruled by Hierophant Hadiya Nejem, who believes herself to be a descendant of the Ascended warrior Setaka. 
  • In Shurima, those who survived a failed Ascension ritual are known as the Baccai, who often are twisted and malformed. 
  • Rengar is one of the Kiilash, a vastayan tribe from Shurima. o Jax’s favorite food is eggs, particularly those from a certain caravansary in the Shuriman city of Uzeris. 
  • Sivir’s crossblade, the Chalicar, once belonged to Setaka, an Ascended Warrior Queen of Shurima. 
  • Those Ascended by the Sun Disc of Shurima can live for thousands of years. 

Piltover & Zaun

  • The Incognium Runeterra in Piltover was designed to locate anyone in Runeterra, yet its creator mysteriously died before revealing the formula that powers it, leaving it inoperable.
  • When Zaun’s plans to create a waterway between east and west Valoran went awry, Janna prevented thousands of deaths and is now revered by many as a goddess. 
  • Zaun’s wealthiest can often be found on the Promenade level of Zaun, which intersects with Piltover’s lowest regions. 
  • The Entresol level of Zaun is where most of the city’s trade and business occurs.
  • The Sump comprises Zaun’s lower levels. Most of the working class live here, showcasing their vibrant culture. 
  • Ekko is one of the “Lost Children of Zaun,” a band of Zaunite youths known for their mischief across the city. 
  • Thanks to her hextech heart, Camille has managed to retain some of her youthful looks despite her age. 
  • The Ecliptic Vaults were once considered to be Piltover’s most secure bank, before Jinx breached its heavily reinforced walls. 
  • Caitlyn’s hextech rifle was crafted by her parents for her twenty-first birthday. 
  • Jayce’s transforming hammer is powered by a shard from a Brackern crystal from the depths of the Shuriman sands. 
  • When the human girl Orianna succumbed to poisonous fumes, her father Corin replaced her failing body parts with mechanical augments, transforming her into a lady of clockwork. 
  • Before becoming a member of the Wardens, Vi wielded a pair of gauntlets taken from a chem-powered mining golem. 
  • Hextech is the fusion of magic and technology, harnessing the power contained within extremely rare crystals. 
  • Piltover is the center of mercantile trade in Valoran.
  • Zaun’s powerful Chem-Barons keep a loose alliance that prevents the city from descending into chaos. 
  • The Zaun Gray is the thick, chemical atmosphere of Zaun that can be fatal to breathe where densely settled. 


  • Artifacts of True Ice hold incredible power, but only the Iceborn can wield them.
  • Before becoming an Ice Witch, Lissandra was permanently blinded by an Ursine’s claws.
  • Legends speak of how Avarosa, ancient queen of the Freljord, was killed by her own sister. 
  • Tribes in the Freljord are generally ruled by a Warmother. Under them are their bloodkin, steelskins, clawleaders, sisters, icewalkers, thralls, champions and other ranks. Champions are usually husbands to the warmother, and are the biggest bastards in the tribe. 
Multi-Lingual Lance

So, I’ve seen a lot of posts about Lance being bilingual because he’s from Cuba, but this is my personal head canon. I mean, the boy went to a super elite astronaut-training school, yet we know he’s not as technologically gifted as say Hunk or Pidge (and his piloting skills are debatable). What if he got in based on another talent?

Woah this got long. More under the cut.

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Its Shawty, not Shorty

Pairings: Bucky x Short!reader

Warnings: some cussing,

Word Count: 978

A/N: Here we go! My second drabble!!! Please give me feedback! I suck at writing so anything helps really.

Originally posted by vintagefangirll

**Gifs used are not mine**

You were by far the shortest adult the Avengers have met. You were 4 feet and an inch. Yeah. Short.

There was never day that went by where the guys wouldn’t make fun of you. Natasha and Wanda would try to stop the guys from making fun of you but it didn’t help. They continued to poke fun at you, but you simply ignored them the best you could. 

Tomorrow there was a complicated mission which meant training was forever long and very demanding. You were being used as ‘bait’ and a lot of hand-to-hand combat was to be expected. The men you were battling were over 6 feet. 2 feet taller than you. 

“C’mon shorty, let’s go another round,” Bucky teased. He saw how exhausted you were. You’ve been training longer than anyone on the team. You’ve been training for 5 hours, whereas the team has been training for 2. 

With a weird look, Sam commented, “It’s shawty, not shorty.” Sam knew you were fed up with the short comments. You mentioned it to him once or twice before, and he respected that. And like a gentleman that he is, he asked if it was okay if he called you “shawty” as a nickname. In his defence, he said it was a playful way of sawing ‘shorty’ and that way you knew he meant it playfully. After much debate, you agreed.

Bucky on the other hand, never stops. Doesn’t matter how many times you tell him to stop, he doesn’t. 

“Hey, tiny. Need a break? We can rest for a couple of minutes then continue training,” Bucky insisted. 

“I’m sick of you making fun of my shortness,” You huffed, turning and facing him.

“Come say it to my face, but on your tippy toes ‘cause I’m tired of bending over,” Bucky taunted. You felt the room go silent. No more grunts from Clint fighting Steve, no more smacks from the boxing glove hitting the punching bag, nothing. You knew the team was staring at you and Bucky.

You knew Bucky meant it as a joke but that was the last straw. Shaking you head and muttering “motherfucker, you fucking piece of shit” you walk out of the training room, throwing your gloves at the ground.

The team watched as you left hurriedly out of the room, jogging to the elevator once you fully left the training room. Nobody spoke. Clint broke the tense silence in the room. “You’ve done it now, man. We need her for the mission tomorrow.” 

Tony followed with “You dipshit.”

Bucky, still staring at the door, didn’t hear any of the words that were being said. He was so confused as to what just happened. He snaps out of it when Sam walks by him and smacks him on the head.

“Steve! I didn’t mean it! Stop giving me a lecture!”

“Bucky, man, you gotta tell her how you feel then. She’s going to get more annoyed if you keep going at it with the short comments. Yes, she’s small, but remember she can easily kick your ass.”

Bucky let out an exasperated sigh and collapsed on his bed. After ttrainig, Steve began to lecture Bucky about manners. 

It’s been five hours since you ran out of the training room. No one knew for sure where you were. Nat speculated you were probably in an underground fight club, or fighting someone on the street. Wanda wanted to see what was going on in your head to maybe give her an idea of where you were, but she only saw angry thoughts, only supporting Nat’s initial idea. 

Bruce also had an idea of where you could be. A while ago, he introduced you to the owner of an elite gum and combat training facility. Given that you left training early, and he knew you hated missing out on training, he decided to text the owner to see if you were there. The owner replied confirming your location. 

Bruce told the team and they all relaxed. They knew better than to go and get you, especially since you has very angry thoughts running through your head. 

When you returned back to the tower, Bucky was waiting for you. 

“Y/N,” Bucky said.

“Shit,” you reply jumping slightly, “What do you want? To make fun of me again?” You didn’t want to hear him. You had to focus on tomorrow’s mission.

“No, I wanted to apologize.” Thinking Bucky was bullshitting, you kept walking to your room. “Y/N, please stop.” He says grabbing your arm, making you fave him. 

“Let go,” you say in a dangerous tone. Taking the hint, he let go, “Look, I just wanted to apologize. We all think it’s cute that you’re the shortest one here. I guess I took it too far with the nicknames. And, I’m sorry. I’ll stop with the nicknames and comments.”

No one has ever apologized to you. The sincerity in Bucky’s voice leaves you speechless. 

“I… uh… Thank you, Bucky. It really means alot to me.” You reply, staring into those deep sea blue eyes. 

Placing a hand on your lower back, bringing you closer to him, he says, “Y/N, there’s something I’ve been meaning to tell you and it’s kind of why I was an ass. I really like you. Ever since you stepped foot into this tower, my feeling for you grow every day.”

His confession made you smile like crazy, “about damn time, Buck.” It was his turn to show off his pearly white teeth. He can’t control himself, and kisses you. You were enjoying the moment until someone came behind you and hit you with a rubber band. 

“Oh, please. Take it someone else,” Clint gagged.

“C’mon baby, let’s take it somewhere else,” linking his fingers with yours, guiding you to your bedroom while Clint made puking sounds in the background.

Originally posted by noeliacb

I Got You - Part 3

Characters: Dean, Reader, Sam, Mary

Summary:  The Winchesters saved the reader.  Who captured her and why?

Word Count: 1494

Warnings: None

As always, feedback is welcomed and appreciated.  Tags are at the bottom.

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I Got You Part 3

Two more hunters dead.

Ice spreads through your veins, like shards of glass twisting and turning every which way in your gut. Two more hunters dead and how many more in danger? How many more are being held captive just as you were? Why? It’s equal parts enraging and terrifying.

“Where?” Dean asks Sam.

“Just a couple hours south of here. Ready in an hour?” Sam says.

“Yep,” Dean answers. “(Y/N), come with me.”

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The team behind the critically acclaimed revamp of Batgirl returns with an exciting sci-fi action-adventure series! By day, Domino Swift competes for fame & fortune in a worldwide motorcycle racing league. By night, she cracks heads of rival gangs in brutal bike wars to gain possession of a rare, valuable contraband: an engine-boosting “machine narcotic” known as Crush.


Written by John Allison (Bad Machinery, Scary Go Round) and illustrated by Max Sarin, Giant Days Volume 5 finishes off freshman year in style, collecting issues #17-20 of the Eisner Award-nominated series. Their freshman year is finally coming to a close and Daisy, Susan, and Esther say goodbye to Catterick Hall forever. Literally forever. It’s being bulldozed and re-purposed as a luxury dorm next semester. But as one door closes, another opens and between end of semester hookups, music festivals, and moving into their first home together, their life experiences are just getting started.

POP GUN WAR Vol. 2: Chain Letter

Stuck in a small town with a broken-down van, Emily goes on a walk. After following some shady characters through subterranean tunnels, she discovers three video monitors showing stories from a magical present, dreamy past, and strange future. In this long-awaited sequel to the award-winning and critically acclaimed graphic novel POP GUN WAR: GIFT, author and creator of The Wrenchies, FAREL DALRYMPLE, revisits his world of surreal urban fantasy.


Collects Black Panther: World of Wakanda #1-6.

Wakanda! Home of the Black Panther, a proud and vibrant nation whose legends and mysteries run deep. Now, delve deep into Wakanda’s lore with a love story where tenderness is matched by brutality! You know them as the Midnight Angels, but for now they are just Ayo and Aneka — young women recruited to become Dora Milaje, an elite task force trained to protect the crown of Wakanda at all costs. But with their king shamed and their queen killed, Ayo and Aneka must take justice into their own hands! They’ve been officers. Rebels. Lovers. But can they be leaders? Plus: the return of former White Tiger, Kasper Cole! As Wakanda burns, Cole can only watch helplessly from halfway around the world. Will he find a new beginning — or meet a painful end?

TRINITY Vol. 1: Better Together

Gotham City’s guardian. Metropolis’ Man of Tomorrow. Themyscira’s warrior princess. They are Batman, Superman and Wonder Woman. Together, they are the greatest heroes the world has ever seen.

And their bond is about to be tested like never before.

As an older, wiser Superman takes the place of the brash young hero they once knew, Batman and Wonder Woman find themselves confronted by a force that tests their very souls. It is called the White Mercy, and it wields a power greater than that of the World’s Greatest Heroes combined.

Thrown together by fate, these three icons must join together to confront their own weaknesses and defeat the evil in their midst. If they fail, the whole world will fall…

A Court of Hearts and Darkness Chapter Sixteen

It’s been over a century since the epic and bloody war against Hybern, but a new, unprecedented horror lies in wait to threaten everything the Inner Circle holds dear.

At a mere 17, it seems that the only one who can save them is the Heir to the Night Court, Feyre and Rhysand’s daughter Eleana, but as a creature so vile promises to kill everyone she loves, she must combat the urge to succumb to the darkness herself. The key to success lies hidden within her mate, the bastard born Kaden, who is as oblivious to the bond as her Court is oblivious to the war on the horizon.

With the help of her cousin and warrior Felix, the son of the famed Nesta and Cassian, they will try to save everything they hold dear, hopefully before the darkness takes them all.

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-Chapter 16-

“I’m going to find you!” Felix sang. He knew exactly where his sister was from her giggling. He knew she was behind a tree in front of him, but was just letting her think she was going to win their game of hide-and-seek. It had only been hours since he returned home from his mission to the mortal lands, and all the other members of the Elite had been dismissed. He, however, was awaiting the arrival of a certain bastard and heir and couldn’t make a public appearance until they were with him.

He’d lied to High Lady Feyre and told her that he and Eleana were going to spend some quality time with Quathryn for a few hours, but that would become longer if Eleana didn’t arrive home soon. He was a little worried about how long Laya was taking to come home from the wedding, but there were multiple explanations for it. Firstly, her and Kaden were having such a splendid time that they let time slip away from them. Unlikely, knowing how angsty the two were. The second option was that they had a fight and Eleana is blowing off steam somewhere, but if that had happened Kaden would have come to him by now. Then there was the possibility that things went so horribly with his family that they were all dead and Felix would never see his friends again.

“Come find me! Lis!” Quathryn sang back to him. Her little voice warmed his heart and made him think more realistically. Together, Kaden and Eleana were an unstoppable force – he had to believe that nothing would go wrong. He’d go insane if we worried about them as much as they warranted him to.

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alright, alright…I guess I’ll share my completely unsolicitied voltron/a:tla headcanons ((please feel free to add on to this if you want I would love it so much))

it’s long and detailed so I’ll spare your dash (I say to my four followers) and put it under the cut

BUT!!!! if you skip to the end there’s ember island stuff and I know u wanna see that so

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