he messes up everything

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happy hallow-peej

(pj belongs to @squigglegigs/@askguyslikeus)

Langst but not really

I’ve read lots of fics about an alien leader being mean to Lance and then he just spits out all of his insecurities and the team is there to say “Oh Lance, you’re so important, we love you!” And that’s good and all.
But imagine:
An alien leader is mean to Lance but Lance does not lower his head. He just stares right into the aliens eyes, serious expression on.
“I don’t quite see the qualities of a blue paladin on you” the leader says.
The team doesn’t even get a chance to respond before Lance starts speaking.
“Then maybe you should have your eyes checked, sir. Be more grateful for the people who risk their lives for your safety”
Why? Because, although Lance is used to being called out, he knows when he really messes up and will not let other people treat him like everything he does is bad.

He knows his place and even if he isn’t on the highest position he knows he’s good.

the thing that annoys me most about snape is how great a friend to harry he could have been if he wasn’t a shitlord

like, having someone who questioned dumbledore’s authority and had intimate knowledge of how the death eaters work would have been really good for harry in book five? but nope, he just has to mess everything up

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I’ve noticed that I like to draw a lot of unnecessary touching. Especially on Gaston’s part… It’s just… Something. I. REALLY. Like.

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“[Carina] is an astronomer, and she is an academic. She’s fighting for the right to study at university, because women couldn’t at that time. So she’s on her own journey - looking for the trident of Poseidon - and she has a diary with clues, and she encounters Jack Sparrow along the way, and he messes everything up. As he does. And it’s fun!”

Shouldn’t

He’s always thinking about kissing you. And he knows damn sure he shouldn’t be thinking about it. He shouldn’t be thinking about you at all, as a matter of fact. But he is. He can’t help it.  He’s attracted to you but he knows it would mess everything up.

 He watches you from the other side of the table while your eyes roam over the book in front of you. Sometimes you’ll pull your bottom lip between your teeth when you read something particularly amusing or interesting. A strand of your hair falls over your face and it takes every ounce of strength he as not to push it away and tuck it behind your ear. He can’t feel this way. It’s wrong. It’s painful.

 When he sits next to you at the bar, both of you with a glass of whiskey, neat, and a bottle of beer sitting right next to it. He can’t keep his eyes off of you. The way you bring the bottle to your soft, pink lips and the way your tongue slips past your lips after you swallow the drink down. He wants to taste the beer on your tongue, knowing it would taste a million times better with you laced with it. He can’t feel this way. It’s wrong. You’ll get hurt.

 He holds you tightly in the back seat of the impala, his hand pressing against your ribcage, putting pressure on the nasty wound from a werewolf claw. Pain coursing through your body. He’s terrified. Because now he could lose you and he never had the chance to tell you how he feels. He wants to tell you, god he wants to tell you. But he keeps his mouth shut. He knows, if he tells you, if he confesses everything; he’ll lose you. He always loses the ones he loves.

 You step into the bunker with a pizza in one hand and a case of beer in the other. After working three tough cases, the three of you were finally home. He sat in the library in his jeans and a brown henley that fit him perfectly. The second he hears you, he’s on his feet, taking the food from you and placed it on the table. He can’t help himself this time. They way your hair fell around your face almost flawlessly and the smile you wore that reached your eyes. He knew that there was no use in denying himself from you. He took a step forward, taking your face in his hands before crashing his lips to yours. He could taste you, the taste of happiness and safety washed over him.

 “Took you long enough, Winchester,” you whispered.

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Imagine Blitz going temporarily blind on a quest and he and Hearth are incredibly stressed and freaking out because they don’t know how long it will last and they have no way to communicate properly without someone translating for them.

reasons why futurama is so great and is so important to so many of us

  • philip j fry is our protagonist. he is mentally ill and pansexual (both of which are canon). we watch him develop from an irresponsible “loser” who has nothing to a semi-responsible man with an entire family in the form of the planet express crew. he isn’t a typical science fiction male hero - he always has to be saved, he messes everything up, he hardly does his job, but his saving grace is the fact that he is kind. and fry’s kindness is what endears everyone on the show to him. he is the most important person in the universe even though his mind constantly tells him that he’s a nothing who has no one. (this message has helped me through so many difficult times). also, the beauty in a mentally ill queer character getting the happiest of endings imaginable puts futurama leagues ahead of every other show ever. 
  • turanga leela. EVERYTHING about her. she’s a disabled orphan who grew up bullied and literally had to go through everything alone. when we meet her, time and time again, she chooses her own destiny. the first episode starts with her quitting her boring job to be the best space pilot in the galaxy. leela is the strongest person on the show and is the closest thing to a superhero that the show has. she’s an intersectional feminist, stands up for the rights of minorities and animals. hell, she literally leads a revolution to get the mutants equal rights. one other thing that i want to note is that the animators wanted her nose smaller bc they didn’t think female characters should have big noses, but legend matt groening fought to keep it the size it was. 
  • matt groening also specifically created the character of amy wong to break the stereotype that only men can do slapstick. amy continuously breaks stereotypes. she’s a genius and has a phd, but she’s also ditzy. she’s promiscuous, she’s a party girl. her parents are emotionally abusive and she deals with an eating disorder. she’s also an asian woman who’s a lead character!! what other mainstream cartoon has done that? 
  • hermes conrad could’ve been the stereotypical token black character who only comes in once in a while to say “sassy” lines but he’s not. he’s a proud jamaican who’s a proud bureaucrat, a former olympic champion, and an amazing husband and father. and then we see the beautiful story of how he saved bender as a baby and it just makes you love him anymore.
  • this last point isn’t about the characters, but about one of the most clear main messages of the show, which fry says in bender’s big score: “i want what’ll make you happy, not what’ll make me happy.” not only does it destroy the nice guy trope in that instance, but it’s used in so many other great situations. bender giving up a relationship with his son so that his son can achieve his dreams, leela’s parents giving up a life with her so that she can have a better life. unconditional selfless love is presented to us time and time again and it’s such an important message 
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Summary: Jungkook is your brother’s annoying best friend. You can’t stand him but he just can’t resist teasing you. How far will he actually go?

Warnings: slight language and some suggestive content


You walked sleepily towards the kitchen to grab a bottle of water or maybe make some coffee, you’d make up your mind when you got there. You ran your hand through your hair, tousling it further.

Yawning, you stepped into the kitchen, the tile sending a shock through you, cold against your bare feet.

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This!!! This is the chance I’ve been looking for!!!

“So, even with everybody thinking you’re a bad ghost, you’re still gonna try to be the hero?”

“Well, somebody’s gotta. If not me, who’s gonna protect this town? Besides, it’s not like I can ignore a scream for help.”

I am so gonna talk about this boy I’ve been waiting for a good chance to talk about what a good, pure child he is and I am taking it now. Bless his heart I love him so much.

Let’s talk about Daniel James Fenton and why he deserves love and protection forever and always.

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BTS REACTION to cheating

A/N: i wasn’t sure if you wanted the S/O to be the one cheating, or the members. So, I chose the members. Hopefully that was what you were looking for!

GOT7 version here

Jin

He messed up. He knew he messed up the second he saw your watery eyes, and red nose. He hurt the one person who made him happy. You were his princess, and he cheated. He was disappointed in himself, unable to control the tears rushing down his own cheeks. He didn’t deserve you, and watching as you cried and screamed in his face, he knew he really, truly fucked this one up. He knew he couldn’t keep you anymore, and that made his whole entire being fall apart as he went down on his knees, begging you not to leave him. But as you packed your stuff in a hasty passion, he knew this was it. You told him you loved him, but this would never work after this. And you left. You left him, leaving him as he cried, and cried.

“Y/N, please! I won’t do it ever again! Please, don’t leave me.. I love you. I love you. I love you! So much, Y/N… Please..”

Originally posted by lavender-kills

Yoongi

You were screaming at him, crying your eyes out. He had never felt more angry with himself than in this very moment as he watched as you cried. He was the reason you were crying. The reason you doubted his love for you. He was the reason that you were so hurt. And he could never forgive himself for that. He knew you deserved better and couldn’t come up with any excuses to get you to stay. So he would just let you leave him. He would suffer in his own pain, knowing you would find your love elsewhere. You deserved that. He knew he wouldn’t be able to keep you, no matter what. And that thought hurt him more than anything, as tears of his own ran down his cheeks. He would kiss you lightly, looking in your eyes. He loved you. He was in love with you. And he messed everything up, all for someone else. When you flinched away, saying goodbye, he lost it. He started screaming, throwing stuff around your once shared apartment. He was crying, letting his emotions run wild. He ruined himself. But, most of all, he ruined you. And that would forever stick to his brain; your tears, your screams.. He would never forgive himself.

“I love you.. Please, remember that.” “Fuck! Why the fucking hell did I ever cheat?!” He sobbed, “Y/N.. I’m so sorry..” He whispered to himself.

Originally posted by bunnysenpa1

Namjoon

The room was silent as you cried softly to yourself, and he knew he really messed up this time. Nothing could change what he did, no matter how much you both wanted to change it. He was hurting, his own tears threatening to fall from his eyes. There was no shouting, so screaming. Just silent cries as you gathered your things, and kissed his cheek with a soft ‘goodbye’. He had no idea how the both of you were so calm. There was no bitterness, no anger. Just sadness, and tears. And he knew that was worse than being angry, He knew your silence hurt more than your words. It was the most painful goodbye for him. Having to watch you leave, knowing he couldn’t do anything to get you to stay with him.

“Please remember, Y/N. I will always love you, forever. I am so sorry I caused this much pain..”

Originally posted by joonjuly

Hoseok

He was already in tears before you were as you silently cried while packing your stuff. You couldn’t find yourself to get angry with him, no matter how much you wanted to be. He never once showed that he would ever be unfaithful to you, until this very moment. He couldn’t believe that he actually cheated on you. Even while being in his drunken state last night, he just couldn’t wrap his head around the fact that he left with someone else that wasn’t you. That he was intimate with someone, that wasn’t fucking you. He cried, sobbing helplessly while begging you to stay. But he knew that would never be enough to get you to stay with him. It would never be enough to keep you. After all, actions speak louder than words.

“Please, Y/N, please! I need you, I-I really fucking need you in my life!” “I’m so sorry, Y/N.. I.. I never meant to hurt you like this. I never meant to hurt you ever.. I love you, so much..”

Originally posted by featureless-spy

Jimin

When you told him you knew that he cheated on you, he froze all movements as he turned around to face you. Your eyes were already red from crying so much, and he knew just how much he screwed up. You started to scream at him, crying as you hit his chest in anger and sadness. When you finally stopped, his arms enclosed around you, you quickly moved away from him. You couldn’t stare at him without having the image of him and another person inside your head. The image of the both of them kissing. Your eyes watered all over again as you went to pack your stuff, determined to leave. He wanted you to stay, but he knew it was inevitable that you were going to leave him. He couldn’t say the right words to get you to stay, and he knew that. But he was sure to tell you that he loved you, and only you. No matter how much he knew you wouldn’t believe him.

“I know you would never believe me, but I promise you that you’re the only person I will ever love. The only person I do love. I am so sorry, Y/N.. I love you, so much..”

Originally posted by jimiyoong

Taehyung

Your bodies were tangled in limbs as you listened carefully to his heartbeat, knowing it would be the last time you would ever hear it. You couldn’t help the tears threatening to fall in your eyes as you carefully slipped away from his grip. He was sleeping so perfectly, and you wondered how he could do that. How he could sleep soundly, with knowing he cheated on you. He had no idea you knew he cheated, which would just make it easier to leave him that night. You got dressed, grabbing the note you wrote beforehand from your pocket, and placing it on his nightstand. You softly kissed his forehead, sobbing quietly, before leaving. When he woke up and didn’t feel you beside him, he knew immediately that something was wrong. You were always there in the mornings with him. Panic soared through his body as he saw that the very little things that you had in his apartment, were gone. He went to reach for his phone, but found your note on the nightstand instead. He read it, your handwriting written perfectly across the paper. He cried, only imagining how many times you did too while writing it. He was upset and angry with himself. How could he do this to you? He threw the paper across the room, sobbing.

“Fuck.. Shit, fuck, shit!” “I’m so, so, so sorry, Y/N..” He spoke to himself, knowing you were gone, “I love you.. I love you, I love you.” He whispered in between sobs.

Originally posted by chokaivlicious

Jungkook

He felt so guilty, and couldn’t stop himself from crying when you said that you already knew he cheated while he was about to tell you. It took everything in you to stop yourself from wanting to hold him and comfort him as he cried, saying how sorry he was. He tried his best to hold back his tears, but he knew just how much he couldn’t the second you started to cry as well. Your pain affected him so much, especially since he was the one to cause your pain. You were nothing but sweet to him, nothing but wonderful. And he threw all of that away by cheating on you. He loved you so much, and he knew he wasn’t ready to give you up yet. But there was no going back. You were already leaving him, saying how you loved him and cared for him, but this was all you got in return. He cried, falling to the ground as his whole entire being fell apart.

“I never planned on hurting you.. I.. I love you so much.. I can’t really say much..” “Please, Y/N.. I’m so sorry. I can never say how sorry I am. I love you, I always will..”

Originally posted by baebsaes

Bts reaction to meeting their foreign s/o’s family:

@xmille2334 requested:  Hi! Could you do a How would BTS react if their foreign girlfriend wanted to take him to her home county to meet her family and friends? Thank you! 💕

A/ N: This was supposed to be out ages ago, I’m so sorry. Here you go now, hope you like it ♡ 


Jin:

Originally posted by bwiseoks

I feel like he would be nervous at first but he’ll charm the hell out of them, you know? Like the boy is just naturally lovable it won’t be difficult or awkward at all. As he does to everyone else, Jin will undoubtedly be able to steal their hearts.

Suga:

Originally posted by yoongles

Quiet and super polite like he doesn’t want to mess everything up. Probably avoids eye contact and laughs at lame dad jokes. Would probably even be that boy that goes like “These carrots are just done perfectly, thank you Mrs. _” Once he’s out the door, he’ll shudder and sigh like that was scary. Probably thinks they hated him.

J-Hope:

Originally posted by jhope-shi

Still funny and energetic, but not so loud. Keeps comments to a minimum and definitely volunteers to do the dishes. Would probably let a dirty joke slip out before he can help it in front of your dad.

Rap Monster:

Originally posted by suga-mon

The I-can-take-perfect-care-of-your-daughter typa boyfriend. Immediately transforms to this intellectual man that only wears black suits and spends his free time inspecting health magazines. Insists you two have never done anything intimate and treats your dad like a king. Watches football and lies about loving it.

Jimin:

Originally posted by kookielife

So awkward at first but in no time starts to blend in. Probably gets your parents a present before going and showers your mum with subtle compliments. By the time you are dinning he is his normal mochi self. Calls you dear like an old couple.

V/ Taehyung:

Originally posted by sweaterpawsjimin

We all know this boy has lots of manners and this is when they will start showing. Still the same Tae. Nothing changed at all, but probably says please and thank you way more. Weird facial expressions reduced to the minimum.

Jungkook:

Originally posted by myoongim

Gives you the save me I’m dying look all night long. So nervous and stiff your dad starts getting suspicious but your mum thinks he’s handsome so she helps him to a second serving. Which is why he clings on to her as the night wears on. Looks like he is dying when talking to your dad in fear of saying something wrong.
Cold

Note: FAIR WARNING: I DON’T EVEN KNOW WHERE I WENT WITH THIS.. I sat down and typed this out. I have a little writers block right now (CAN YOU TELL? THIS IS HORRIBLE) and did not want to ruin a request! maybe leave some feedback, i love seeing your nice messages! (seriously, it’s so cute) ♥ .c

Originally posted by thesoldierchildren


You were shivering from head to toe, dragging your weapons along with you as your boots dug into the thick blanket of snow beneath you. You were pissed off, soaking wet, and you couldn’t feel most of your body. If your teeth weren’t chipped and cracked from slamming together so violently, you’d have to thank your bloodlines for your strong teeth genes.

Bucky followed beside you, guilt set on his features. You were done biting your tongue.

“You almost cost us the mission.” You said through chattering teeth, darting your eyes around the forest. There was nothing but snow falling, endless miles of large trees, and harsh winds biting at your already freezing skin.

Bucky sighed heavily beside you and adjusted his gun on his shoulder, his eyebrows creased. “Don’t you think I know that already?” He shot back, his eyes landing on your smaller and shorter frame. He frowned as he saw the light blue tint of your lips.

You swallowed thickly. “I know you do. I mean, who tries to shoot a suicide bomber? And pushes their teammate into a freezing pond?” You questioned loudly, your breath came out in a puff of fog in the freezing weather.

You looked up at Bucky, his hair was blowing in the wind, any other time it would’ve made you melt. That was hard when you were freezing your ass off. You could see a little bit of blood coming from his head, trickling down his cheek from a previous encounter with a guard.

“I didn’t know there was a bomb in his backpack, Y/N! I didn’t even see the pond; I was too focused on keeping you safe!” Bucky shouted back as he stopped walking. He felt bad for messing everything up, and he felt worse as he watched you hug yourself like you were about to turn to a frozen lump of flesh. Which you were.

You slowed down and turned to face Bucky. “We don’t need to stop. No thanks to you, the map is frozen solid in my back pocket and my comm is somewhere deep in the snow. Not to mention, I can’t feel most of my body.” You said lowly, keeping your gaze harsh and set on Bucky’s.

Bucky frowned and looking around the forest, hoping he’d spot a little cabin far away from here. Surely if there’s a HYDRA base not too far, there was an old hide out they used to lay low. Question is, would it be empty?

You shivered once again and tried to warm yourself up a little bit by rubbing your hands up and down your arms quickly. Letting out a frustrated sigh when your attempts failed, you continued walking. Bucky followed after you, the only sounds coming from either one of you were heavy breaths and the sound of crunching snow beneath your boots.

After another ten minutes of walking aimlessly around the forest, you happened upon a small cabin. You could hear Bucky’s sigh of relief and victory as you neared the area. “Stay back, I’m gonna check it out.” Bucky ordered, sliding his gun off of his shoulder and holding it up in front of him.

You rolled your eyes but stayed put, watching Bucky scope out the outside area before walking up the wooden steps to the front door. He peeked inside the glass oval design and moved away afterwards, turning the door knob. Seeing that it was frozen shut, he knocked his body against it and shoved it open.

You waited as patiently as you could while Bucky checked around the cabin, making sure it was free of danger. A sigh fell from your lips as you looked around you, taking in the place. It seemed quite peaceful and old. The sun was setting and you knew the temperature was going to drop even lower by nightfall.

Bucky’s body appeared at the front door and he motioned for you to come inside. You shivered still as you walked up the staircase, the faint smell of cedar filling your nostrils. You kicked the door shut as your eyes took in the interior. It was dusty and you could feel the heavy weight of old memories and human activity lingering in the air.

You pursed your lips and looked at Bucky. “It’ll work, but what are we supposed to do about the mission? Finding our way back home?” You questioned, sitting down on a chair near the door. You set your weapons down on the floor and watched Bucky slide his boots off, easily kicking them to the side.

He sighed heavily and slipped off his coat, hanging it on the dusty coat rack. “I don’t know, Y/N. What I do know is that you need a warm bath.” Bucky said as he bent down to help you take off your boots. You could barely feel the movement against you. Had you not been watching it, your brain wouldn’t have picked up the contact.

Bucky slid off your soaking wet sock and gasped as he saw the purple and blue tints of your foot, his flesh hand rubbing against you. “Y/N, I-” Bucky was speechless. He had no idea it was this bad. You gulped and worked on taking off your other boot, your cold hands shaking slightly. “Don’t worry about it.” You whispered, dropping your boot on the floor. Snow fell off it and melted onto the wooden floorboards.

If you didn’t get warm soon, you’d definitely lose a foot. You stood up on your feet and tried to walk, but since you couldn’t exactly feel them, you stumbled over, only to be caught by Bucky’s arms. 

You gasped as you quickly looked up at him and breathed out. “Thanks. I’m-uh-I can’t walk.” You whispered, trying to get out of Bucky’s hold. He gently bent down and moved to pick you up bridal style, carrying you up the staircase. You would’ve objected and acted stubborn, forcing your body to move up the stairs.

But you stayed still, the warmth radiating off of Bucky’s body drew you in. His arms held you close and you could smell his sweat and iron from his small cut on his head. You didn’t mind it, you quite liked the way he smelled. Bucky smirked as he noticed you staring. 

“It’s rude to stare, Y/N.” He murmured as he turned into the bathroom. You quickly looked away and were thankful your body was too cold for heat to rise into your cheeks. Bucky sat you down on the closed toilet and stood there awkwardly, rubbing the back of his neck. 

You watched as the gears in his brain shifted around, he couldn’t figure out how to word what he wanted to say. You caught on quickly as his eyes fell to your soaked pants. You tucked your lips between your teeth and nodded gently. “You can help me.” You said softly, again thanking your cheeks for not turning red.

Bucky sighed out and you unbuttoned your pants with numb fingers, finding it hard once you got to the zipper. “Here.” Bucky mumbled, sinking onto his knees in front of you. You watched his long, slender fingers pull your zipper down. His fingers moved to your sides and you lifted up enough for him to slide them down your legs. 

You hissed as the slightly frozen material scratched at your skin. “Sorry, sorry, sorry.” Bucky whispered, chanting his apology until he pulled them over your feet. You settled on the toilet top and sighed shakily. “It’s f-f-ine.” You shivered again, feeling even colder, if that were possible.

Bucky stood up and dropped your pants down on the floor near his feet. You lifted your arms as Bucky peeled off your shirt and you gasped at the cool air, goosebumps burning your skin. “I didn’t mean to make you f-feel bad.” You whispered, folding your arms over your chest.

A sigh fell from Bucky’s lips as he turned to turn the tub on. Thankfully, the water still pumped. He felt the warm water kick in and flicked the droplets off his hand before turning back to you. “It’s okay. We’ll talk about it later.” Bucky said with a small smile.

You smiled back and reached for his hands. You held onto Bucky’s shoulders and his hands fiddled with your bra clasp before pulling away from you. You swallowed nervously and let your arms down, your bra sliding off your arms and to the floor. Bucky inhaled deeply and let his fingers glide down your sides before slipping them into the waistband of your panties. Pulling them off, you kicked them from your ankles.

“I-I need help getting in.” You whispered, staring down at your discolored, frozen feet. Bucky nodded and picked you up bridal style again before taking you over to the half full tub. He gently set you in and you gasped at the sudden warmness. 

Bucky set you down and you sighed at the warm water, leaning back against the porcelain tub. You looked up at Bucky, keeping your arms over your chest. “Thank you.” You said with a small smile. Bucky scratched the back of his neck and nodded. “I’m gonna make up the bed and try to find some blankets.” He said lowly before taking his leave.

You relaxed in the warm water, and slowly but surely felt the numbness start to go away. Thoughts about Bucky came to your mind. You felt bad for how you snapped at him earlier, and you couldn’t help but realize how much you like him, even more than before. Your feelings started a few months after you were recruited.

It was rough at first; opening up to everyone. Then one night, Bucky found you on the roof of the tower, and you both talked about your pasts and they’re quite similar. You fell hard and fast for Bucky. It scared you. You weren’t sure how to deal with your feelings for him, because what if he didn’t feel the same way?

What if he did but wasn’t ready for that? It was selfish of you to want him to be, so you hid your feelings and let it go. But when Tony told you that you’d be going on a mission with Bucky, and only Bucky, you became anxious.

But rather than the mission going smoothly, you ended up here. It wasn’t Bucky’s fault and he was trying to help you, after all. You sighed and felt your body heat return, so you stood from the bath and drained it before getting out. You searched for a towel and found an old one under the sink cabinet.

You wrapped it around yourself and shivered once again at the chilly air as you left the bathroom. There was a light coming from a room at the end of the hallway, and you figured that was the bedroom Bucky was in. You approached the door and looked inside, watching Bucky make the bed. It didn’t look that disgusting, so you figured it would do. Nobody has been here for a long time.

Bucky looked up at the door and smiled when he saw you. You walked in and held the towel tightly around your body. “I couldn’t find any clothes, so I’ll let you use my shirt. If-if that’s okay with you?” Bucky cautiously asked, his eyes staying on yours.

You nodded and licked your lips, feeling the warmth in them again. “That’s fine. But, what about you?” You asked quietly. Bucky waved his hand at you and crossed around the bed to meet you. “I always sleep shirtless.” He said with a smile. His fingers hooked underneath the hem of his shirt and he pulled his over his head, mindful of his wound.

He gave you his shirt and left the room, letting you change. Quickly dropping your towel, you pulled Bucky’s shirt over your body, instantly catching a whiff of his deodorant and a hint of his cologne. You felt a little exposed without underwear on, even if his shirt was way past your mid-section, but you had no choice. 

You walked out of the bedroom and went back to the bathroom, searching for anything to clean Bucky’s cut. You searched all of the drawers and came across some cleaning wipes and band-aids. You smiled and set them on the sink, turning to call out for Bucky.

“Bucky? Can you come here?” You called from the bathroom door, looking down the hallway. You could hear his footsteps rush up the staircase and his body emerge from the corner. He hurried over to you and looked you up and down. “What’s the matter?” He asked softly, reaching his hand out to your arm. 

You smiled and pulled him inside of the bathroom. “You took care of me, so let me take care of you.” You said softly, moving him to sit on the toilet top. “Y/N, you don’t have to.” Bucky chuckled, watching you tear open a cleaning wipe and a band-aid. “I want to.” You said as you walked over to him.

Bucky sighed and nodded, his eyes falling to your figure in his shirt. His eyes fell to your legs and back up to your face. You couldn’t hide the blush anymore, but you still ignored it. You gently moved Bucky’s hair off of his forehead and gently wiped away the dried blood. 

You were focused on his wound, but still noticed Bucky’s eyes staring intently on yours. A smirk formed on your lips and you grabbed the band-aid, tearing off the seals and gently putting it over the cut. 

“It’s rude to stare, Bucky.” You said with a smile. Bucky cleared his throat and took a deep, shaky breath. “Sorry. Let’s get to bed.” He said lowly, standing from his seat. You nodded and walked beside Bucky to the bedroom. It was still pretty chilly and you shivered lightly, holding your arms to your chest.

You pulled the blankets back on your side and saw Bucky pick up a pillow. “What are you doing?” You asked, getting into the bed. Bucky looked at you with raised eyebrows. “Oh, I was gonna sleep on the couch downstairs.” He said bashfully, his hair falling to frame his face. “You can sleep here, there’s enough room.” You said, patting the spot next to you.

Bucky chuckled softly and tossed the pillow back down. He slipped into bed and you lied down on your back, sighing softly. The room was silent for a few moments and you noticed it was finally dark outside. You could hear the wind blowing harshly against the cabin and it made you shiver again.

“Are you still cold?” Bucky questioned, leaning up on his elbow. He looked over at you and you nodded. “Yeah, I’ll be okay though.” You whispered, pulling the blankets up to your shoulders. 

“I’m not gonna let you freeze, Doll.” Bucky reached his arm over to you, letting it slither around your waist. You gasped as he pulled you to his body and your arms were the only thing blocking your chests from being pressed together. Bucky’s skin was warm and you sighed at the feeling of it. 

You blushed again and snuggled closer into Bucky’s chest. “I’m sorry.” You whispered, staring at Bucky’s chin. He smiled and you felt his thumb trace circles on your side. “If I had to be stuck in the middle of nowhere again, in a miracle cabin, I’d want it to be you.” He whispered, pressing his lips against your forehead.

Your heart fluttered in your chest and you lifted your head up to look at Bucky. His eyes met yours and your reached your hand up to rest on his cheek. His stubble tickled your palm and you saw the corner of his lips twitch, a smile threatening to spread across his plump lips. 

Your eyes traveled along his face and you leaned closer, looking up into his eyes, asking for permission. Bucky smiled just before closing the distance between your lips. You hummed against him and his hand pulled you onto him as he turned onto his back.

Bucky’s hands squeezed your waist and you deepened the kiss, letting your hands tangle into his hair. Bucky’s arms circled over your back, keeping you tight against his chest. His tongue poked out against your bottom lip and you opened your mouth, meeting your tongue with his, easily being dominated by his.

You both pulled away for air after a few moments and you giggled, hiding your face in Bucky’s neck. “It was worth it.” You said through your giggles. “What was?” Bucky questioned softly, his hands squeezing your sides. “Being pushed into a freezing cold pond.” You replied, sighing as you made yourself comfortable on his chest.

Bucky chuckled again and cradled your head with his metal hand. “I’m sorry about that.” Bucky said, kissing your head. You shrugged gently and smiled. 

“Like I said…worth it.”

Note: I don’t know how I feel about this. It might not even make sense. feedback is welcome, like always! .c

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I hope we can all agree the best Roy design was Red Arrow on the YJ cartoon series. The short hair, the bare arms… 👌 someone add a pic I’m on mobile

and you know what? it’s not even that he straight up charges at daniella when she’s standing right next to her hellbeast, it’s everything leading up to that. it’s the conviction behind that action. it’s the expression on jaime’s face when he looks around him and sees his men burning to death. he hears the screams. he sees things turning to dust. 

This scene did not portray anything about Daniella using her hellbeast as triumphant or ‘good’. 

Ben Platt x Broadway actress reader headcanons

This has only just been requested but I couldn’t stop thinking about it?? And its a lot longer and and more ramble-y than anyone ever asked for, sorry!

Also this is my first real person fic (well set of headcanons) so please let me know what you think and what I can improve on!

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- You were currently starring in The Great Comet whilst Ben preformed in Dear Evan Hansen. Being main characters, and being instinctively hard workers who were dedicated to your roles, meant that you had incredibly busy schedules so you spent every second not preparing or preforming with each other. 

- The Imperial Theatre and The Music Box Theatre are literally next door to each other which just made the separation a bit worse. 

- But you definitely tried to sneak away between performances to see each other without being caught by your stage managers. There’s been more than one occasion where you’ve fallen asleep cuddled up in Ben’s dressing room  and Laura has had to wake you up to get back for the evening performance (not without snapping a picture first though). 

- Sometimes you come out of stage door at the same time and you see each other, and Ben always blows a kiss to you and tries to convince security to let him go over the barrier to get to you. 

- One of your favourite memories was the 54 Below show you had done together which was literally just the two of you singing your favourite songs. You made your friend record it and you and Ben loved to rewatch it together. 

- Ben always tries to be as quiet as possible on his day off to help his voice, and despite wanting to sit and talk with him for hours you understand and support his decisions. You had decided to get little whiteboards to carry with you on the days when you really couldn’t speak to one another and you’d just write cute messages to one other or draw little pictures. Whenever one of you would start to talk, the other would cut them off with a kiss. (Sometimes Ben starts talking just so you’ll run across the room to jump on his lap and cut him off with a kiss).           {I have a lot of feelings and headcanons about Ben on vocal rest and I don’t want to bore you with them here}. 

- You both wake up and go to sleep at the same time because you have the same show schedules and this makes for the best morning cuddles from Ben (who you just know is the most snuggly person ever). But, one day he’d woken up earlier as he had extra rehearsals and he had left you a long note about how much he loved and appreciated you. 

- You’re friends with all the DEH cast and you encourage Ben to go out with them more often - even if it is just for one drink before he returns to his vocal rest. 

- You’d try to warm up together when you had the chance but it just involved more make-out sessions than either of your voice coaches would think was healthy.  Either that or laughing at the weird new techniques you would try to get warmed up. 

- You never really got to see each other shows since they were on at the same time. You had only seen DEH twice, both at the very start of its run on broadway. So, without telling him, on one performance a few days before the Tony’s you took the day off to watch Ben. Despite him saying that he wanted to be warned if there was a surprise guest in the audience you didn’t tell him you were coming. However, considering you would be sat in the front row, you had asked Will to tell him you were in the audience before he went on so he wouldn’t be shocked - you didn’t want him to mess up the performance he puts everything into but you still wanted it to be a surprise for him. 

- You think you cried the hardest in the audience. You cried seeing how much effort he put into the role, and his physical ticks that he put on for Evan (but that were starting to creep into his normal life), not to mention his (and the rest of the casts) incredible acting and the amazing story which knocked you breathless. 

- At the curtain call Ben couldn’t help but kneel on the stage, leaning down into the audience to kiss you which earned a lot of applause from the crowd.    

- On the rare occasion when Ben is not on vocal rest you sing all your favourite songs together whilst you cook. Your twitter page is full of little videos of covers of show tunes that you and Ben have sung together. The most popular one is definitely ‘You and Me (But Mostly Me)’. People loved Ben reprising his role as Elder Cunningham and thought it was especially cute when he changed the lyric from “my best friend” to “my girlfriend”. 

- He tried to plug your show and your incredible performance at any opportunity (and you did the exact same). He succeeded in mentioning your name, as well as the fact that he was a Jew, in every interview. 

- You definitely accompany him to the Tony’s but because you (and your show) are also nominated you can’t sit with him, having to be on the aisle in case you win. This means he sneaks over to you during all the ad-breaks (despite the organisers warning him not to) and texts you throughout. When he wins he runs down the aisle to you and kisses you until you force him to go onstage to actually collect his award. 

- You’re both so supportive of one another and you know opportunities like yours don’t come about often, especially at such a young age, but you both can’t wait until you can see each other more often.

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This is so long but I also want to do a part two??