the first time i watched the angry birds movie trailer I thought it was a going to be a bad movie but now…all left in my sinner soul is just a deep obsession with the cutest bird in this movie…oh and the movie was great
Summary: Bucky seeks out your help for drawing lessons…even though he already knows how to
Pairings: Bucky Barnes X Reader
Word Count: 786
A/N: This is just a shit ton of fluff and it’s mostly in Bucky’s Point of View. I needed a little break from Sweetheart, that shit’s hard! BUT there will be an update sometime this week! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
“How the hell do I talk to her?” I whispered harshly to Sam who was sitting beside me, I hate to admit it but I was using him as a sort of shield between me and Y/N
“Who? Y/N?” He asked loudly, him and his stupid fucking face, but luck was on my side today because she didn’t seem to hear him.
Plot: Mates bring out the softer and more vulnerable side or each other. That’s was main character does to the murderous alpha Isaac.
Word Count: 2,039
A/N: This imagine, or what ever it is. I’m still knew to writing and Tumblr. Is for the What If writing challenge made by @sdavid09. My prompt is What if Isaac was the leader of his own pack? God bless her soul because she had to do a little research for me.
Siting comfortably on my home’s couch. Silence wrapped around the room like a blanket in the McCall house hold. The pack meeting in slow process, but still continuing.
Glancing at Scott’s feet as he paced through the living room impatiently. Chewing lightly on his finger nails eagerly, you could almost see the concentrated thoughts write over his head in big bold letters. He’ s buried deep inside his chaotic mind.
Lydia and Stiles sitting side by side leaning into each other closely. Whispering their thoughts away together, I secretly smiled to myself. seeing in their eyes they adored one another. Shipping them in the dark was no shame. Liam sat on the couch across from me, fiddle with his thumbs violently. orbs wide as he bit his lip, rapidly thinking. Tapping his foot loudly on the floor sounding like a harsh slap.Everyone else engaged into something, blocking an ounce of the sound out. Malia was placed beside the pack’s pup, playing a game with a determined facial expression. The light sounds of swish, wee, and woo told me she was compelled by the angry birds game.
The fast movement of Liam interrupted my calmed down mind. Jumping up from the love seat, his fiddling was no longer keeping him chained down. “ I can’t wait anymore, you called a pack meeting. What’s going on?” He rambled out like it’ s been caged down for as long as he remembered. He breathed out and relaxed before taking a seat back down.
Scott stopped in his tracks, Lydia and Stiles stopped the flow of their words, Malia letting her phone drop into her lap. Most of the attention growing on the obnoxious puppy, Mine stayed on the alpha. Watching his every move, his eyes carefully becoming red and slowly turning back to a soft brown.
You’re right,” Scott Started, running his hand from the base of his neck then through his hair. “There is another pack in town.” He stated gently , letting us take in the new information we’ve been waiting for.
My heart skipped a single beat, making me think of my original pack. The one I left, the one that used to torture and brutally abuse humans. Just for the joy of watching them suffer. I couldn’t stand there and hear human’s desperate cries for help. it wasn’t who I was or ever will be, I ran from my brother, my alpha, and my pack.
Scott has said this a million times before, but my mind still thought it was them. If it was them, would they be back for me? That was a stupid question because deep down I new he would be here for me. It scared my heart till the last minute I knew for sure it wasn’t his pack.
Never looking back was the best choice I’ve made. Scott and Stiles found me and hesitantly took me in under their wings. It’s wasn’t long before Melissa started to take care of me like her own. I will forever be grateful for her pure heart.
“I would of called you guys in sooner, but I don’t know what they’re here for. I wanted to know before I told you anything. Their scents are closer towards the preserve, they’re slowly spreading towards the city. “ Scott informed us,
“Why don’t we go see if they’re a threat at least.’ Malia said shrugging.
“I don’t know how many there are.”
My heart clenched harder, my old pack had at least thirty members. He wouldn’t risk having every single strong werewolf member out there. Giving a chance for the weaker ones to get attacked . I couldn’t help, but be sure it was them.
“There shouldn’t be anymore than ten.” I spoke up getting everyone’s attention. Scott’s eyebrows furrowed slightly at me.
“How would you know? You didn’t know this pack exist until three minutes ago.” Stiles spat out at me sending me a harsh glare. In the past month he’s been giving me the darker side of him. I couldn’t figure the real reason why, it was almost like a press of a button.
“I have a feel this is Isaac’s pack.” I stated confidently as a rush of cold washed over my body.
“who is Isaac?” Lydia asked with curiosity colored in her eyes.
“My previous Alpha.”
Tight clothing making me feel more comfortable than I should be in them. Light jeans reaching under my belly button, accompanied by a blue floral shirt. The pair making my body curve a little more than it usual is.
I picked at my nails letting them talk with a small click. What if Isaac is here for me? Wanting for me to be the alpha female by his side, I only got the title and not the power that was suppose to come along with it. I was terrified of him, that being the reason I ran and hide for as long as I can.
“Stop it before you explode for paranoia.” Lydia spoke over her car radio, she pulled the stirring wheel to the left as she turned into the school parking lot. My hands dropped to my lap forcing a real smile to my lips. “You’re right Lyds, I need to breath a little and stop thinking about him.” My tone more light and fluffy as we got out of her blue Toyota.
Trying to convince myself I was over thinking this I walked with Lydia towards the school with small conversation. The tiny tingle at the deep bottom of my heart told me otherwise.
More than half way through the day, the worried thoughts of Isaac drifted away into a rocky shore. Now my mind was focused on the small urge to pee. Not wanting to interrupt the whole class I started tapping my foot repeatedly on the floor quietly.
I’ve done that for awhile before Stiles who was sitting beside me on the left, nudged me harshly in the rib. Causing me to yelp out in pain, Everyone in the class turned their head towards me. The teacher lifting his eyebrows at me, I gulped preparing myself to talk.
“May I be excused?” I squeaked out feeling the sting in my ribs spread, Stiles is human, but Jesus can he jab hard. Mr. Allister nodded his head stiffly before continuing his lesson. I turned my head at Stiles shooting him a death glare, “Watch it Stilinski.” I growled out, he shrugged “Sorry omega, didn’t realize you were that weak.” His tone dark and husky.
‘What did I ever do to you?” asked sounding disparate and breathless.
“Not notice me.” He said gently right before turning his head back to the lesson, Not giving me a chance to reply to him. I furrowed my eyebrows as I finally made it out of the class room. What did he even mean by that?
Was Stiles secretly interested in me and I didn’t happen to see it? Don't get me wrong he’s cute and dorky, but He’s always been pining for Lydia, my now best friend. He’ s in a relationship with her, why would he hold a grudge?
The hallways filled with painful silence, a light ringing in my ears making me turn my head. Looking for the sound then realize that the sound was in my head. my footsteps and the vague murmurs from the closed classroom doors was the only sound heard.
Now spotting the light pink sign with the person on the front wearing a dress, girls reading underneath her. I hurried my pace feeling the urge to pee build like a sand castle, fast and unpleasant. stretching out towards the metal handle and almost feeling the coldness, but not quite there before my body was whisked fast.
my heart racing with speed virtually missing several beats. My back slamming into the hallway wall forced by another being, my eyes locking in dark blue eyes. No matter how long I haven’t seen those eyes, I will never forget who they belonged to..
My murderous mate.
I whimpered under his body, shocked that I didn’t catch his intoxicating scent and still couldn’t. His touch burning my skin forcing sparks to erupt through out my whole body. his right hand capturing both my hands as the other one rested on the wall, trapping me either way.
A playful smirk appeared on his face feeling me struggle under his grip, but falling badly. “Try as you will, but I’m never letting you leave again.” His husky and thick tone sent scared tingles to my spine.
“You have no control over me.” I spat harshly at him, hiding the terrified feeling settling in my stomach. Feeling the power beginning to run natural in my veins from the presence of him. Our bond connecting easily, souls happier together after being away from one another for a long amount of time. No longer feeling terrified of him as I flicked my claws and ripped my wrists from his hands.
He backed away a little with wide eyes slightly surprised by my action. In the presence of your mate you got more stronger, more powerful. The pair becoming more dangerous than another pack. Alpha soul mates being unstoppable, and it’ s a huge risk to the human kind.
“I finally found you, my Luna, Don’t think for a minute I’d let you go.” He spoke letting me step away from him, stunned he didn’t force me back into the wall again. Understanding my power was equal with his for the first time.
“Why would I come back to your pack? Watch humans get harmed and killed when you could be saving their lives.”
“If you said anything about it I’d stop, for you.” he spoke trying to reach for me.
“I did do that, you slashed my cheek and told me never to do it again. You were the one in control and you didn’t let me forget it.” I chocked out feeling my throat tighten.
“I loved you, love you. I didn’t everything for you.” it physically hurt to heard him say that, he was too blind.
“No! Isaac you were too blinded by your blood thirst for power you didn’t realize you were hurting me. That’s the reason I left.” I spoke harshly amazed no one came into the hall to see what was going on. I turned and stormed down the hall, hearing him following me.
“I love you!” he hollered.
I immediately stopped in my tracks, closing my eyes and sighing. Those were the words I was scared he’d say, It made them more believable that he sounded desperate for me to stay. his words were true and I hated it.
“I looked for you the whole time you were gone, Without you I felt my soul grow weak and I became feared by the pack.”
“That’s who you are.” My breath hitched as I spoke.
“It hurts even more when you say it.” He mumbled, but to me it was clear as if he whispered in my ear.
“But I can’t help that my heart longs for you.” I said turning back around facing him. his dark shade of blue eyes transforming into a lighter shade. he’s powerful. I just couldn’t ignore his vulnerable side. It was long before a smirked plastered on his lips.
“That’ my Luna.” He power walked towards me, grabbing behind my neck pulled me towards his lips, like mine were the last drop of water. Our lips moving Harshly in sync, my hands slowly traveling up his arms as his moved down to my hips. Giving them a quick squeeze before pulling me closer practically pulling us to one.
The ringing of the bell was the open gate, letting students flood through the halls. We pulled away from each other letting air back into our lungs. “From this moment on everything is about to change.” Isaac spoke, I smiled. “Good.” feeling happy, a feeling I’ve never real felt till now.
At the last second my eyes landed on Stiles, Leaning against a few lockers. His body tense as his face held disappointment and right now I could care less. I have my mate and I couldn’t think of anything better.
it’s alway interesting watching the players in the lineups
- Pau’s got his bitch game face on. All angry bird and serious and ready to destroy the opposition’s backline so much so that their families disown them
- Pipa is more interested in how he looks on camera and is trying to straighten whatever hair he has left on his head
- Juan just woke up from his little power nap and tries to play it off cool. looks to have gotten his head in the game now that he’s fresh and awake
- Mira continues to be his cute self. probably trying to shake off the nerves or thinking about his verb conjugations in Portuguese.
- Mario’s standing there with the only thought running through his mind being “NO GOOD”. He probably thinking about eye rolling exaggeratedly at all this pretentious shit but deep down he knows he really does love the UCL anthem because is speaks to him like nothing else
- and Gigi’s thinking about how to pass 89 minutes and trying to remember if he packed his cape for that minute where his defence goes to sleep and he has to turn into Super Gigi