very slowly, using two fingers, annabeth drew her dagger. instead of dropping it, she tossed it as far as she could into the water. [..] annabeth tried for a dumb-blonde smile, like: oh, silly me. nobody who knew her would have been fooled. but octavian seemed to buy it. [x,x]
“i almost died last night. [..] but when i thought it was over, i kept thinking that if- if i died, you would spend the rest of your life thinking that i hated you. and i wanna hate you. i really tried to. but i can’t. i can’t, mom!”
HeroesOfOlympus: Heyyy y'all! I’m so sorry I haven’t updated in such a long time. I’ve been writing a few fanfics which require me to ‘study’ the scenes/copy down what the characters say. So, this part is short but the next part will be longer.
Description: Set during Civil War, Steve and Sharon kiss and you feel heartbroken. Despite feeling sad, you continue to fight during the airport battle and saved James Rhodes’ life, resulting in you getting tranquillised by Tony. (This is only part 1′s description)
Reader Gender: Female
Characters/Ships: Steve Rogers x reader, Sharon Carter, Tony Stark, James Rhodes, mention of Peggy Carter
Warnings: Uh… Nothing?
Tears threatened to spill down your cheeks as you watched the scene unfolding in front of you. The tears welled up in your eyes before trickling down your face, blurring your vision and making everything around you a blotch of colours.
In the centre of it all was none other than Steve Rogers, the Blonde super soldier in charge of the Avengers. He was currently lip locked with Sharon Carter and you felt you heart breaking into a million pieces.
His muscular arms were wrapped around her waist and her hands cupped his cheeks, their lips pressed against each other’s. You watched with a tear strickened face as they pulled apart, their foreheads resting against each other’s and their eyes slowly fluttering open, wide grins on their faces.
“You okay Y/N?” Sam turned around, taking your hand and giving it a tight squeeze with a sad smile on his face. You bit your lip as Bucky looked at you in concern, a sigh coming from him.
Getting my rid of the tape is orgaaaasmic. sorry for the landscape mode. imovie wouldn’t let me speed up the recording without adding black borders to it, so I had to turn it.
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HeroesOfOlympus: Heyyy y'all! Here is the Steve Rogers x reader fanfic I promised to post by Sunday. I know it’s crappy but I hope you enjoy! Also, thank y'all so much for following my account.
Description: You were Steve’s Best Friend, besides Bucky and both of you joined the army, never seeing each other again after signing up. Nick gets Steve to find a woman with your name and it turns out it’s you. You join the avengers and after a few months, the team decides to get you two together. How? By stealing all your clothes and just leaving a sports bra and tights.
Reader Gender: Female
Characters/Ships: Steve Rogers x reader, Nick Fury, the Avengers
Warnings: Set after the first Avengers movie, Peggy Carter didn’t exist, kissing but not that heated and horrible description of Steve’s abs
“Y/F/N. Current age unknown and current location unknown.” Nick Fury said instantly as he swept into the meeting room.
The Avengers were all preoccupied with their own things to even notice Nick was in the room. Only Steve had perked up when Nick had came into the room but his eyes soon clouded over.
“Did you just say Y/F/N?” Steve’s eyes widened but other than that, he remained composed. Hearing the slight surprise in his voice, all the Avengers looked up from what they were doing and their attention was all on Steve.
Nick nodded his head hesitantly, wondering why that name had got Steve to break a tad bit of his composition. “Do you know who she is?” He pressed on, his one eye focusing on Steve and Steve alone.
“What’s it to you Capsicle? She your long lost girlfriend or something?” Tony laughed, earning a few chuckles from the rest of the team. It was unimaginable that Steve had a girlfriend that was somehow still alive and important to be enough on S.H.I.E.L.D’s radar.
Steve stared straight ahead, his mask breaking for a second, showing bewilderment, happiness and confusion. The team looked at him in concern, getting worried when they saw confusion in his eyes.
Summary: When Bucky finds out he’s going to be a father, he fears he may unintentionally hurt the baby. Reader Gender: Female Character: Bucky Barnes and Steve Rogers Word Count: 1,205 Warnings: Daddy Bucky feels Author’s Note: If a URL is crossed out, it’s only because Tumblr is dumb and won’t let me tag everyone. Fic based off this fan art. If you know who created it, please let me know. It’s adorable and I frigging love it!
It was never of a question of Bucky wanting kids, he did. He loved everything about them; the richness of their laugh, the sparkle in their eyes, the indescribable scent on the top of their head. He couldn’t wait to have a few of them running around. But that was then, before the war and the super soldier serum, before he was an assassin under HYDRA’s control.
And then Y/N came along, bright-eyed, loving, and optimistic. She accepted him for who he was, metal arm and all. She made him feel safe and secure, like a human being and not someone… something to be used for an evil agenda. Despite all of that, Bucky didn’t feel exactly like he did before everything happened. So when Y/N told him she was pregnant, Bucky panicked. What if something happened and he ended up hurting the baby? What if he lost control of his arm and ended up doing more than just harming the child? It was enough to drive a sane man crazy.
HeroesOfOlympus: Heyyy y'all! I’m back again after my hiatus. No one really reads this so whatever. Anyway, @rikapika14 this is dedicated to you! Thanks for encouraging me to post this horrible fanfic that will probably get 0 notes.
Description: Tony is up to his schemes again and is trying to get you and Peter together. He asks both of you to try out a new invention he made which supposedly can detect people’s feelings. You and Peter end up happy and kiss. I really need different endings.
Reader Gender: Female
Characters/Ships: Peter Parker x reader, Tony Stark, ‘tell-a-phone’/Krats
Warnings: Cringey writing, some grammar mistakes since I don’t really read over my fanfic and yeah?
“Y/N! Peter!” Tony shouted out to the two teenagers who were currently hunched over their school work at the newly refurbished living room. The two were sitting on opposite sides of the coffee table, peeking up from their work from time to time to steal a glance at the other teenager.
Soft and large pillows scattered the floor, two especially large and fluffy ones currently being sat on by the two young geniuses. With their eyebrows furrowed and their foreheads creased, they stared at their work with absolute concentration, Tony’s words falling on death ears.
Sighing, Tony held up his glass of wine to his lips, thinking of a way to get the two young superheroes’ attention. Rolling his eyes, Tony strolled over to the two young superheroes absorbed in their homework. “I burned both of your suits!” He blurted out, the two teenagers’ heads snapping up to look at Tony.
“You did what?” They both exclaimed at the same time, shooting out of their comfortable seats and approaching the playboy.
The most common thing to remember about “Strong FemaleCharacters”… they don’t have to be
physically strong. “Strong” doesn’t necessarily refer to her physical
prowess or her ability to kick someone’s butt.
This is one of the biggest problems I see in certain authors
today. There’s such a rush to create “strong female characters,” and yet people
don’t realize what that means. These writers claim to have a “strong female
character,” but she’s not a good
character. She’s not developed or complex or real. She’s great with a gun, sure,
but she’s flat as cardboard when it comes to personality. They assume strong =
physically strong, as in not the classic damsel in distress when it comes to
the action scenes. Which is something, sure, but that’s not what a strong
female character should be.
Strong female character means a well-developed character who
happens to be female. She’s strong as a character,
as in her character can stand on her own. Her backstory, her personality, her
wants, and her needs don’t depend or completely revolve around other
characters. A strong female character could be anything from an ass-kicking
soviet assassin to a 5’1’’ girl who can hardly lift a 50lb box but still
refuses to give up when X disaster happens in her life.
It’s more about a strong personality and a strong core
character than a strong body. And you know, great characters aren’t perfect.
They can mess up. They can get scared or cry or run away. That doesn’t mean
they’re weak, and that doesn’t automatically exclude them from the sought-after
title of “strong female character.”
Strong doesn’t mean physically powerful. Strong doesn’t mean
perfect. Strong means a complex, real human being with a distinct personality
and compelling goals.