frozen state

Chamber of Secrets - Part 18

Originally posted by annutystan

Pairing: Bucky x Reader 

Summary: After the Avenger’s falling out, you were put in charge of putting Bucky together. Under King T’Challa’s orders, you were given a month’s time to create a new arm while simultaneously figure out how to get the triggering memories of his past out of his mind. As the time goes by, you found yourself confiding in him, despite his frozen state.

A/N: I know I’ve been the worst in updating but I finally broke free from the massive block that had me frustrated for weeks, it’s not my best but I’m trying to get my groove back on so please feedbacks are greatly appreciated! 

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so today I messed around a bit with the SNES Mortal Kombat 2 beta rom

i’ve learned the following:

You can do fatalities whenever you want, in many situations they don’t even kill and are repeatable

fatalities cannot be dodged, also Scorpion turns into Sub-zero for some reason when he gets cut in half

the beta has no draw games, if the timer runs out with both players having equal HP then it just cuts back to the title screen. if you happened to be scrolling the screen at that moment, the momentum carries over to the title screen

fatalities can be interrupted, often freezing your opponent and leaving sprites stuck on the screen. grabbing your opponent in this frozen state damages YOU, not them

doing this during Reptile’s fatality lets you just walk off the damn screen. also, his head comes off

fatalities can even be interrupted by another fatality

lastly, baraka floats. he just fuckin’ floats y’all

in conclusion I give it an amazing/10, I don’t regret checking this out

Chamber of Secrets - Part 1

Originally posted by nctaliaromanova

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Summary: After the Avenger’s falling out, you were put in charge of putting Bucky together. Under King T’Challa’s orders, you were given a month’s time to create a new arm while simultaneously figure out how to get the triggering memories of his past out of his mind. As the time goes by, you found yourself confiding in him, despite his frozen state.

Word count: 1809 words

A/N: This is the first ever series I’m posting, so feedback would be greatly appreciated!

Since I don’t have a tag list, I’m tagging those who inspired me to start posting my writing on Tumblr, I hope you guys don’t mind. I will untag you if you don’t want to be tagged :)

MASTERLIST

Tags: @bovaria@thenightmarebeforebucky@beccaanne814-blog@buckyywiththegoodhair@rheavanya@cassiopeiassky@avengerofyourheart


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Summer Snow

Pairing: Castiel x Winter fairy!Reader

Warning: Fluff. (I know…)

Word Count: 1,805

A creative writing practice piece. It’s different from what I normally write, but I’ve had snow on the brain. I’ve also been drowning myself in fantasy novels lately so there’s that…

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Castiel walked through the snowy embankment and kept his eyes on the frozen landscape as he searched for signs of life. The afternoon sun was tucked away behind a sheet of thick, gray clouds that stretched across the length of the sky. The air was still as he continued on his path, looking, watching, waiting. His dress shoes sank into the freshly fallen snow and tracked footsteps that trailed for miles through the forest.

Time didn’t matter here.

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Chamber of Secrets - Part 9

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Summary: After the Avenger’s falling out, you were put in charge of putting Bucky together. Under King T’Challa’s orders, you were given a month’s time to create a new arm while simultaneously figure out how to get the triggering memories of his past out of his mind. As the time goes by, you found yourself confiding in him, despite his frozen state.

A/N: The tags are kinda fucked up lately, so if the tags aren’t working, I’ll just re-tag you guys when it’s fixed. 

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FOMO: The Fear Of Missing Out

Heights, injections, earthquakes and spiders are a few of my fears (in varying degrees of scariness) but nothing is quite like my FOMO, Fear Of Missing Out.

Many of you guys can probably relate. It’s not so much a gut wrenching, frozen petrified state like heights can be for me, its more like a heavy wet blanket on my shoulders weighing me down. It can be mood changing, day ruining and bitterness evoking.

There have been so many times where I have had to miss out on awesome events with my friends based on things outside of my control like my health, family plans and school/university commitments. I think half the problem is that i’m a little bit of a control freak (Sorry God) and I like to think I can do everything and please everyone, but as most of us in the control freak boat have learnt, sometimes that isn’t possible. 

The bible says in John 6v33 ‘I have told you these things, so that in Me you may have perfect peace. In the world you have tribulation and distress and suffering, but be courageous, be confident, be undaunted, be filled with joy; I have overcome the world.” My conquest is accomplished, My victory abiding.’ (AMP).

The fact is, we are all imperfect human beings, each with our own quirks, fears and trials and FOMO can be one of those trials that many of us go through. But God knows us on a level that no one else ever could. He knows what bothers you, He knows what makes that heavy feeling fall onto your shoulders. He knows your hearts desires and He is with you and me through everything. 

I have an amazing group of friends who have been like my sisterhood throughout high school and still have kept in contact since our drift of to university and work places. They are simply great and I am immensely grateful for God’s positioning of them into my life. They are adventurous and always, I mean ALWAYS wanting to go do something crazy and fun. Over these past few years I have had a few health issues, nothing crazy scary, just painful and debilitating that is suspected to be endometriosis. Due to this I have had to miss out on quality time with my best friends on numerous occasions, at no fault of anyone but just cause the world is flawed and Christians aren’t exempt from trials. 

It probably doesn’t seem like much, but i am such a quality time girl. it’s one of my top love languages and that is why i value times with the girls so so much. So for moments like that to be taken away from me for reasons beyond my control, simply cause of me prioritising my wellbeing, is always so hard for me to accept without that bitterness and heaviness settling on my shoulders. 

But it is time for all of us FOMO kids to lay it at the cross. Value the time we do have with people, drop the ‘what if i was there’ mentality and not let this fear that comes in the form of a bitter heaviness take hold of us any more. I’m sick of the hold FOMO has on me, I’m tired of blaming myself for not being able to do everything, attend everything and please everyone. I am done with being afraid of missing out.

‘Come to me, all who labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you, and learn from me, for I am gentle and lowly in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy, and my burden is light.’ Matthew 11v28-30.


Lord, I give it to you… Now who will join me?

- 31women (Gabi)

A commissioned portrait of Queen Elsa I of Arendelle and High King of the Norse, Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III, based on the fan-fiction, Of State.

This one took a while, but I also had a lot of fun with the opportunity to do a commissioned painting. 

As far as the pairing fandom goes, I tend to avoid it, lol. But, in this case, I’m enjoying the direction that my commissioner, Dane, is going for with the narrative in his fan-fiction. Looking forward to the next chapter!

Dane was also gracious enough to give me a testimonial to go with his commission. Thanks mate! 

This is the first time I’ve commissioned artwork for a fanfic and I hope that any future transactions go as well as this one did. Charles Tan is an utter professional and brilliant artist. I am very proud to have his work meet mine in this instance and I only hope the writing can stand beside the drawing.

Commissions

Olicity Prompt~Cramped Spaces Part 3

@captainolicitysbedroom you always give me the best prompts…

Again warning this chapter for me is explicit so you’ve been warned…

Read Part 1 and Part 2 on AO3

Read Part 3 here on on AO3

Chapter 3

Ray begged for them to leave the sitting room. Oliver in a show of defiance laced their fingers together when he stood; she had to swallow an almost evil cackle when he chose to hold the pillow she’d given him over his beautiful body. He then kicked his discarded pants aside before pulling her blanket clad body towards his bare chest. Ray’s eyes grew to the size of silver dollars when the pillow fell to the floor. “I take it you’ll let us dress before we discuss how you chose to barge into our room?” Oliver’s venom laced words had Ray gasping for a timely comeback.

“I…ummm,” he gulped nervously as his eyes shifted to Laurel. “This was your damn idea!” he screeched shamefully.

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The Crush~ Part 11

Part one Part Two Part Three Part Four Part Five Part Six Part Seven Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 

Your heart stopped. Every part of you was frozen in its state, and you gulped. You stared at the shirtless boy not to inches from you in shock, “H-How…How do you know!?” You stutter your question as you feel the heat flooding your cheeks.

“Well, you whispered it in my ear when you thought I was asleep. Then you shouted it and I just barely caught it, but I did. My my, MC what were you doing keeping secrets?” He shakes his head.

 “Oh shut up, at least I didn’t fake being drunk and scare the living daylights out of you!” You fire back, forgetting for a second what he just told you. Then when you processed it you blinked.

“Wait, you’ve known this whole time?!” You shriek and cover your mouth to cap off a gap. He towers over you and leans in dangerously close, his nose is almost touching yours.

“I had my suspicions before that too MC,” He smirked, “all those times we slept together, touching hands, hugs that were more intimate than intended, and the occasions where I almost kissed you and you didn’t pull away.” Your mind goes blank before memories spill into it.

“Why didn’t you just…” You struggle to piece words together because your mind was going a thousand miles a minute and your tongue was just a loose flap of muscle just flipping around helplessly. Zen smirked at your shambled state and help your face in his hands.

“I didn’t tell you because I wanted you to find the courage to say it to my face” he murmurs. You close your eyes and try to look away but Zen holds your face still and blows softly on your eyelids making you blink, “MC can you please just confess you I can kiss you already?” He whined and you laughed a bit. You took a deep breath and looked him in the eyes.

“Hey Zen…” His face perked up a bit, “ I hate you,” You tease and giggle.

“Aw MC, that wounds me” He acts like you’ve stabbed him in the chest. You hold the edge of his shirt in your hands and he stands still.

“But really…Zen…” Yous sigh softly, “I have a crush on you, a really big one, and I really like you, and I want to go out with you!” You rush out.

Zen chuckles softly, “Now was that so hard to do?” You look up at him which makes him laugh some more. That’s when he stepped closer, he held the back of your neck and lifted your head so his lips could brush against yours. Your arms wrap around him and you lean your head into his chest when you pull apart.

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“Do you know how excited my parents will be when I tell them you’re my girlfriend?” Zen asks looking from where he was sprawled on the couch. He had slept over and things were a little more interesting than normal, but only a little.

You laugh at this question, “Wait until we tell the twins, they’ll throw a massive party at the idea, how are they going to react to the real thing?” You scoff and you laugh together. You felt a warm feeling throughout your body. You watched him as he relaxed with his eyes closed on the couch. The wind picked up outside and you saw more of the turning leaves fluttering to the ground. Fall was here, and it was getting colder, but you didn’t have to worry. You had your dorky, actor to keep you warm. You shook your head, amused by your own thoughts. You threw breakfast together and got Zen up by kissing his forehead. You had already eaten so you went to your room and changed. When you walked out Zen had already been done and dressed too. You don’t comment on his timing because he was a fast easier anyways.

“Hey, MC, want to take my niece to the aquarium today?” Zen looks up from his phone and you nod in response.

“Let’s go! I love the aquarium” You sigh and Zen leads you out to his car and you head to his brother’s house to pick up his niece.

As soon as you pull up she races toward the car and she gets in as quickly as possible, “Excited much” You laugh and look back at her. She grins and nods excitedly. You turn back to be facing forward in your seat and you grab Zen’s hand in yours. Your fingers interlace and you see her eyeing it and you in the mirror. You wink at her sending a silent message and she nods with a huge grin and you can see her resisting to scream.

You eventually reach the aquarium and she’s out of the car before you can even unbuckle. You all get out and head for the building, with his niece practically bouncing along the way. Zen kept his arm around your waist and you held his niece’s hand. Your arms swayed back and forth as Zen paid for you guys to get in. The first tank was full of jellyfish and she rushed to it/

“They’re so majestic,” She sighs happily. You crouch beside her and point out how they change colors when passing over different lights and she nods.

“Hey MC, do you think I could get a pet jellyfish?” She asks you and you shrug.

“I don’t know you should ask Uncle Zen some time to ask your father!” You whisper and she nods and smiles. You continue along behind her and Zen would occasionally steal kisses from you. You were blushing softly as you made your way out. She was quieter now, looking tired from practically bouncing off the walls. Zen leaned down and scooped her up and held her so she leaned on his shoulder. You got her in the car and headed back home, you yourself were feeling a bit woozy.

“My parents come home tomorrow,” Zen tells you breaking the silence between you two.

“You sound a bit nervous, are you alright” You raise an eyebrow.

Yeah, I’m just worried about my dad. He might be a little skeptical of us now that we’re in a relationship..” Zen sighs.

“Well, I’m sure if there’s any problems we can smooth it out. We’ll be alright” You assure him and on the rest of you and him don’t talk and you end up falling asleep only vaguely remembering being placed on a bed before completely falling asleep again

Stay With Me Part 17

Jimin x reader

Genre: Angst, romance, school au, new girl, bad boy, school gang activity.

Warnings: gang like activity, partying, strong language, mentions of drugs and alcohol, smut,

Word count: 1743

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Summary:

With every beginning there is an end.

With every push, there’s a pull.

My pull towards you is strong.

But where is my push?

Is it caught in a catastrophe of words and phrases?

Is it at the bottom of this colored glass?

Or has our beginning not even begun?

With every beginning there is an end…

I’ve begun something.

I want my push that will lead me to your pull…

With every push there is a pull…

And with every dream…

There’s an awakening.

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The Most Beautiful ~ Preview:

‘Yet as 1992 drew to a close here [Prince] was, holed up in Miami, an exotic winter exile from his frozen home state of Minnesota, pining for his latest muse, a teenage backing dancer who was spending the festive season at her grandmother’s house in Puerto Rico.

Mayte Garcia had been 16 when she first laid eyes on Prince. In The Most Beautiful, her intimate new memoir of their life together, she writes that after witnessing him perform live in Barcelona in the summer of 1990, “My world was never the same again.” At that point, she had been so busy with school and her sideline career as a professional belly dancer that she had never had a boyfriend of any sort.

Two and a half years later, despite performing in one of the raunchiest stage shows around, she still hadn’t.

Of course, Garcia didn’t believe Prince when he told her that he was flying in first class from Florida. Then, suddenly, there he was, arriving at Grandma Mercedes’ cramped house in a poor neighbourhood of San Juan, where the washing hung in the backyard and the family ate at a table on the porch. The visit was, she says now, “surreal. They pulled up in the limo and I was laughing hysterically.” 

The rock star had dressed as he always did for low-key occasions: fabulously. “There was no toning down,” says Garcia. Prince was probably sporting a lace shirt for the house call. He was definitely wearing make-up and women’s perfume, because he always did. And she remembers clearly how his high heels echoed on the tiled floor where she had danced to his Eighties hits as a little girl. 

Prince spoke not a word of Spanish but chatted with her family in a “very respectful” way. Grandma Mercedes, who had little English, knew exactly who the visitor was and proclaimed him “so nice”.

Later that night, Garcia went  to Prince’s hotel room and found him sitting on top of a piano staring out over the ocean. “I’m going to change my name,” he told her. To what? He pointed to the unpronounceable symbol on the cover of the album they had been working on. To that. “I bet you’re the only one who won’t try to talk me out of it,” he told her. Garcia rolls her eyes indulgently at the memory. “I thought, ‘Oh, he’s just going through a phase.’

Within weeks she would become Prince’s lover, and not that long after that he would be The Artist Formerly Known As Prince, a clumsy nickname he never chose or liked, she says. Later, she would become his first wife and the mother of his son. But he made no attempt to seduce her that night in Puerto Rico. He really did just drop in to say hi.’

Chamber of Secrets - Part 10

Originally posted by dailyevanstan

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Summary: After the Avenger’s falling out, you were put in charge of putting Bucky together. Under King T’Challa’s orders, you were given a month’s time to create a new arm while simultaneously figure out how to get the triggering memories of his past out of his mind. As the time goes by, you found yourself confiding in him, despite his frozen state.

A/N: This one’s a bit short, kinda filler-ish, but building up for the next chapter will hopefully be up soon. Expect someone to make their first appearance in the next part! 

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My story started when Posedion stole me, ravished me, then threw me aside.

I stood still, unwilling and gagged by the gods. Athena scoffed, scowled and cursed me. How dare she, the virtuous and wise, clouded by envy and petty jealously.

I strode across the world with my head held high–snakes writhed upon my head, whispering tales of death and terror into my ears:
(Kali Mata, dancing on slain corpses);
(Persephone, ruling the Underworld with blood steeped fingers);
(Nephthys, setting her enemies alight with each gasping breath)
They are what you stand for (become them). 

So I did.

I became the unseen judger. Those who dared to mock me, those who raped, those who tortured, were cut down. My gaze cut through them, and stone they became; frozen forever in their states of sin.

I sunk into the crumpled pages of history, remembered as the monster. But I was only a monster for the guilty.

—  Maidens Scorned by the Gods; Medusa. | n.s.
Team RWBY’s Fairy Tales

Ruby’s Fairy Tale: “The Silver Eyes”

We know what Ruby’s fairy tale is, it seems to be something different to the maidens. It’s possible Ruby can stop time honestly, she seems to have frozen the state of Beacon Tower in place. And with how Qrow describes Grimm falling at the very sight of silver eyes, perhaps it’s the people observing those events misinterpreting exactly what happened. Those with silver eyes stop time, kill everything in sight, and restart time, and the other people just watch all the Grimm disintegrate, which is where the misconception comes from.

Yang’s Fairy Tale: “The Shapeshifter”

Qrow’s shape-shifting powers (and Raven’s if she has them which is kind of a prerequisite for this theory, and they did show a raven outside of Yang’s window) might be part of a different fairy tale…. Maybe Yang can shapeshift, too, but she’s a bird with one wing, rather a phoenix, in fact she could be a literal phoenix (albeit with one wing), and be very Touka like in her overall abilities.
Touka for reference (Tokyo Ghoul spoilers): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IsAY4cRZ32Q

Weiss’ Fairy Tale: “The Mother’s Sin”

Perhaps something along the moral of “the sins of the father” linked to how Schnee abilities are hereditary. Her father achieved absolute power, but in doing so took many lives, so now every Schnee is trapped in that cycle. They are born, seeking perfection and power, and are “destined” to take the lives of those around them (perhaps something hinted at in the lyrics of Sacrifice). Winter didn’t break that cycle. Her father didn’t break that cycle. If Salem herself is a Schnee, then perhaps she was the first sinner, and she continued in her lust for power and domination. The Winter Maiden? Perhaps the last good Schnee. But her daughter never inherited that power, and thus her daughter (Salem?) would begin this strive for power and dominance, to have even a small portion of what power her mother once possessed. Weiss is perhaps destined to break this cycle.

Blake’s Folk Tale/Fairy Tale: “Twin Souls”

In an effort to gain the power to kill Adam and save her team, Blake ends up being granted audience with Salem and she bestows upon her a Grimm Artifact that gives her the means to end her misery once and for all. This, perhaps a Grimmstone (see: Fire Emblem’s Dragonstone and Beaststone) that allows her to transform into a Grimm, perhaps not as extreme as that, comes with a side of effect of leading her down a darker path as she struggles with her dark vigilante morals, very much becoming the very line she speaks in Shining Beacon. “Two souls fighting for control over the same body”. While these souls are metaphorical, it is symbolic of Blake’s struggles with right and wrong up until she finally comes to terms with who she is and stabilises in the realm of Light, far and away from ever becoming like Adam. So Weiss is the ending of a fairy tale that one day joins the Four Maidens and Silver Eyes, her story, The Mother’s Sin is as above and becomes a fairy tale overtime. Blake’s meanwhile, Twin Souls, is solely tied just to her. Perhaps it starts as a folk tale but over time, as Blake’s legends grow, she goes from “That girl who is half Grimm” to “The Grimmlady who saved the world” and that turns her from a modern day pariah into a fairy tale.
(Worth mentioning here that Monty has teased an upgrade to Gambol Shroud, perhaps Salem’s doing?)