i dont know why the words look like that it makes it look awful

lil things i love about firebringer

this accidentally became rly long. lmao sorry

• molag’s turtle shell shoulder pads

• lauren i think is singing alto parts in a lot of the songs? and she is usually a soprano right? we got an alto lead kids i’m v happy

• when they go to use a modern-day idiom but they stop halfway through because a word in the idiom wasn’t a word yet (“i don’t wanna be around when the shit hits the … i don’t even know what”)

• tiblyn bowing down and dancing & stuff with her arms still in the air

• “keeri JUST invented dancing”

• EMBERLY’S HAIR that must have taken forever to brush out

• chorn can only SAY chorn but it can SING other words

• “it’s not yet been scientifically proven how big the turtle we live on top of really is”

• jemilla’s freakout when she finds out the duck isn’t a god

• keeri just fucken gnawing on a rock in the background

• meredith cutting off the band to change them to another musical theme

• keeri copying zazzalil’s movements

• KEERI SHOVING THAT BEETLE IN HER HAIR LMAO

• at the end of welcome to the stone age “chorn!” “ha, yes!”

• “it’s happening!!” “what a lion is befriending a little baby pig and now they’re hanging out ??”

• schwoopsie’s squirrel tie and dandelion microphone

• emberly’s really frantic body motions all the time she literally can’t calm down

• “you know how sometimes there’ll be a pack of coyotes feasting on a rabbit, and there’s one small coyote who’s being kept from the meal?” “yeah,” “I’m like the rabbit”

• DUCK IS L O R D

• ducker’s face when tiblyn puts her arms down and the sky doesn’t fall

• “she is the spirit of the river! i know this because i saw her standing by a river once”

• “don’t be mean to lauren!”

• smelly balls dancing alone onstage at the beginning of the night belongs to snarl

• sexual tension between keeri and zazzalil JESUS

• “YEAH IT’S LIKE DO MY BALLS EVEN SMELL?”

• LAUREN SINGING THAT ONE PART IN INTO THE NIGHT IN CHEST VOICE H E L L Y E A H

• the “light that flame” sequence

• the one guy in the band who has two vital lines in the show “time is frozen now” and “did you see that spark upon the wall”

• when smelly balls looks at the flame and says “what is that, a man?”

• in the night belongs to us when jemilla sings “I” while the tribe sings “we”

• choreography in climate change omg omg

• lauren’s super sassy flirty dancing throughout the whole show

• keeri’s supreme love of animals

• jemilla & zazzalil’s two completely different reactions to clark wrapping his arms around them

• “it’s grunt to see you too, grant!!”

• the slide noise when grunt holds up his self portrait

• when grunt asks emberly if he can paint her and it’s the most pure thing in the whole world wtf

• emberly’s lil dance in paint me aw

• “we TRUSTED YOU ZAZZALIL!!!” “who the fuck are you?”

• chorn & smelly balls brotp for life

• “emberly, you just shat out a fire.”

• “well, well, well, look who was wrong!!!”

• clark preaching from the band

• the whole song “together” jfc sorry it’s so gay & pure and i love everything about it

• ba-dum ch everytime schwoopsie says her own name

• when they’re petting snarl and the band starts playing the night belongs to snarl but in a major key

• snarl saying “tell my wife trunkell i love her” as he dies

• chorn’s weird body suit

• how much do u wanna bet they were having a “who can make the ugliest face” contest when chorn taps their foreheads. lauren & brian won

• IN “CHORN” WHEN THEY RESTATE THE THINGS THEY SAID IN “WE ARE PEOPLE NOW” BUT NOW INSTEAD OF “IN THIS TIME, WE DONT KNOW WHY” IT’S “AND IN THIS TIME, WE FINALLY KNOW WHY”

• those high notes jamie hits in chorn!!! get it!!!

• jemilla’s line “they need you as much as me” which could be interpreted as “they need you as much as they need me” or “they need you as much as i need you”

• jemilla & zazzalil proposing at the same time and then ducker marrying them seconds later

Wedding Sabotage au Feat. Laurent and Nik teaming up

This is an outline of like????,,, one scene and yep lemme kno if u actaully would want this bc lmaoo……*wears sunglasses to hide the tears*

  • Auguste and Damen grew up together as friends and had brought the families together after a long time of low-key petty rivalry. Laurent grew up with Damen but was much younger than both Damen and Auguste. Damen had all the qualities of a hero from his books (that and he was *que 11 year old blushing smaurent* “super pretty”). Well this crush never went away, to Laurent’s dismay, because he knew Damen would always see him as a little kid.
  • Laurent was 19, turning 20, and finally going to try and tell Damen his feelings. To which gets stopped dead in his tracks when he comes home and Damen is there, sweetly tipsy with a beautiful blonde on his arm.
  • Laurent is very bitter, and after two years he is, how do you say, extremely bitter.
  • Laurent is at the engagement party for Damen and Jokaste.
  • He is standing next to Auguste, in a circle of party goers who are all celebrating and congratulating Damen
  • Laurent is in a particularly foul mood
  • Nikandros who is also in this small circle of “assholes” (as he would put it) he is also a very bitter best friend
  • Anyways Damen leaves to go find Jokaste (she walked away to talk to other guests or something) and he kisses Laurent on the cheek before leaving and drags Auguste with him
  • Laurent’s mood worsens,,,, he gotta fight w someone and Nik is the closest victim
  • Ahh Nik and Laurent what a relationship they have had

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Minor Details (ALiL Deleted Scene)

Summary: (College!AU) In which a walk with T’Challa makes you aware of some minor details that you missed.

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Word Count: 1,114

A/N: @the-loud-and-crazy-rabbit-pirate requested: I would like to suggest what happened after Jealousy; like Reader telling T'challa Bucky’s reaction (cause he did say he would like to know what happened with the little stunt they pulled)”. This takes place between “Jealousy” and “Knight in Shining Armor”.

“A Lesson in Love” Masterlist + Soundtrack

@avengerstories - Thank you for existing.

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“T'Challa, I don’t think this is going to work out.”

“You’re not trying.”

“I am,” you say through gritted teeth, making T'Challa laugh. “I’m glad you think this is funny.”

“You’re cute when you’re frustrated, did you know that?” When all you do is fix him with a death glare, he puts his hands up. “Fine, fine. We can stop now.”

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Blue and Gold - Jughead X Reader Imagaine

[A/N: Yeah so before I went to sleep last night I did kind of have an idea of where this fic would go if it had another part! It’s a little different to what I originally had planned and has taken a bit more of an angsty tone. Hope you guys like it regardless!]

(gif source: @juggiehead​)


‘Listen,’ (Y/N) started quietly, as Jughead took his seat next to her, ‘I know that for some reason – and I don’t care why- but you don’t like me.’

(Y/N) began to fan out sheets of paper, written on with detailed notes, photographs accompanied the papers and Jughead realised they were character profiles. Each piece of paper included the names, birth dates, home addresses and alibis of various students from Riverdale High on the day that Jason Bloom was murdered.

‘How did you get all of this stuff?’ Jughead asked in awe, reaching out and picking up Reggie Mantle’s profile. (Y/N) sighed.

‘I’m a nice person Jughead, I just asked and people were more than willing to tell me – it’s called being a people person.’

‘There’s being a people person and then there’s this.’

‘Yeah well, Betty told you I was useful and she was right. Anyway like I was trying to say-‘

‘Yeah, yeah. I don’t like you. We’ll get over it.’ Jughead continued to absorb himself in the papers. (Y/N) huffed, but rather than press the matter further she began to point out the places in which peoples alibis didn’t quite match up.

Soon both of the kids were absorbed in the tangling web of Jason Bloom’s death.

-

The next couple of weeks continued in the same fashion, (Y/N) would spend the week collecting intel on new students or returning back to those who didn’t quite make sense, and by the end of the week the information she had gathered was delivered to Jughead. Together they had gathered a tonne of evidence and the case for Jason Bloom was really beginning to come together.

(Y/N)’s true project however was not going to plan.

‘Betty it’s not working.’ (Y/N) sighed, sipping on her colossal strawberry milkshake.

‘Maybe he just needs more time?’ Betty tilted her head and smiled sympathetically, her pony tail bounced with the motion.

‘No he’s just getting worse. I mean at least with scathing comments came some form of acknowledgement, now it’s like I don’t even exist.’

‘I thought he was being nice to you at Blue and Gold, though?’

‘Yeah, in that room he’s all smiles and talking but then we sit here and he won’t even look at me.’ (Y/N) chewed on her straw. ‘I really don’t know what’s worse.’

‘Okay, I’ll talk to him, see what the deal is?’ Betty smiled sincerely.

‘No!’ (Y/N) shouted a little too loudly, the other patrons in the diner looked over at the girls before resuming their own activities. ‘No,’ (Y/N) repeated quietly, ‘I don’t want him to know that it bothers me- and if anyone should speak to him, it should be me.’

-

‘Can I ask you something?’ (Y/N) sat in the Blue and Gold room, her legs drawn up onto her chair and her head lightly tucked into her crossed arms.

It had been a quiet week in regards to new information being discovered, people were beginning to become curious about the motive behind (Y/N)’s questions so she had decided to place herself on the backburner for a week. Jughead was mulling over some of the older profiles, scrutinizing them for anything that could have been missed.

‘Yeah, sure.’ He mumbled as his eyes traced over the profile for Ethel Muggins.

‘What is it that makes you hate me?’ (Y/N) exhaled with a breath she didn’t know was being held.

‘You’re irritating.’ Jughead immediately replied in the same monotone voice.

(Y/N) took in a breath, ‘Yeah okay, but what is irritating about me?’

‘Everything.’ He replied again quickly.

(Y/N) began to unfold herself from the chair, she sat up straight and began to pick at loose thread on the sleeve of her blouse.

‘I thought that maybe we were getting somewhere.’

‘Yeah, well-’ Jughead turned his head to look at (Y/N), his next words caught on his tongue as he took in her sullen expression. Immediately his eyes returned to the Muggins profile and a silence descended on the room.

‘You make me feel like I’m not good enough, Jug.’

The boy didn’t respond, his eyes remained fixed on the paper in his hands.

‘Like I’m not good enough to sit at the booth,’ (Y/N)’s voice was quiet, ‘or to be friends with the guys – friends with you. I planned all of this – so you could get to know me but it just made things worse and I just wish you could give me a reason.’

Jughead made no move to acknowledge (Y/N), the silence was punctuated by the slight creak of (Y/N)’s chair as she shifted. A light puff of air left through her nose and she stood to leave.

‘That’s probably all I can get for you now,’ her eyes nodded to the paper work on the table despite the fact that Jughead was not looking at her, ‘people are finally getting suspicious of me asking so many questions.’

(Y/N) reached for the door, before she left she took one final glance at the beanie-clad boy still sat with his back to her.

‘Good luck.’

The door clicked shut.


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the situation on bts’ colorism in the japanese magazine

this is a long post, however i believe theres lots to understand on this subject that cannot be dismissed. i have two disclaimers: first, please read until the end before criticizing because when i say i made an effort to include all views i mean it. second, there will be hetero references in this since the interview was about their ideal girl.. i apologize n i dont mean to assume their sexuality or anything.

there are three main parts to this; 1) lets understand the whole picture, 2) be fair and 3) for those who were hurt by the “interview” and to those who want to dismiss them (this is not patronizing, i really fucking sympathize here)

lets understand the whole picture

to begin, I’m pretty much positive they didn’t actually interview bts for the magazine… rather, they drew on old interviews for the magazine… i don’t think the members were actually involved in any way with this magazine specifically. there a few posts about this and i’ll like them, but the best was by @jkguks. they showed how each exact response was recycled from an old interview. the post can be found here. comments have also been made that this magazine is known for such moves in the past and that their credibility isn’t so great. @allforbts pointed out here that the magazine didnt have a photoshoot – they reused pictures from other sources – which probably indicates they didn’t have an actual interview; however this isn’t real evidence. in my own personal opinion i dont trust the person who posted the translations on twitter. yes the translations are correct as far as we all know, but what i mean is… i think she knew the interview was old/reused. everyone that asked about the interview’s date received no response from her. she even made a comment about how many followers shes gained. if she cleared up that the interview was old or reused then this whole thing would die out n she’d stop getting followers. anyway i find it suspicious but i could also just be reading too far into it. the whole point of this is that at this point we can pretty much conclusively say that the interview is recycled n this is not something they said recently. this is not to devalue the weight of their words because it still hurt a lot of people. old or new, getting told your skin color is “unideal” is painful. however we do wanna look at this because we at least now know that their status of “since educated on colorism and racism and now pretty pc/sensitive” is not going to be revoked! they’ve since educated themselves, that is still the truth. this is just the ugly past come to rear its head.

on the other end of understanding the whole picture, i’m going to make a sorta controversial statement. hopefully in fully explaining it, you all will get the full idea… but for the sake of k-armys who are getting attacked by intl fans constantly and also for the sake of perspective – which may lessen the blow of their words for those hurt by them – i need to say this. the concept of colorism is alive and well in korea… it just isn’t the same as it is in the west. in the west – for the most part – we are more ethnically/racially diverse while korea is almost entirely racially/ethnically homogeneous. so how does this effect the meaning of colorism? well because one of the largest identifiable traits when looking at the differences between the world’s races n ethnicities is skin color, race/ethnicity will always be tied to skin color, especially in really diverse areas. in the west where we are consistently exposed to different races/ethnicities as part of our daily lives, a preference of skin color holds not only colorist implications but also racist implications. if some mayo dude said “i think darker skin is ugly on girls” we can safely assume hes a racist fuck on top of being colorist. however, since korea is homogenous, there isnt any real racist implications. let me elaborate: korea has issues with being racist against other poc, however in an interview discussing ideal types where the ideal type is already assumed to be at the very basis korean (or maybe another east asian ethnicity if you’re stretching it), the statement on skin color is directed at people of their shared race. so how is this less problematic? it is still problematic definitely – i’d like to make this clear – but in korea, the concept of skin color amongst koreans as a beauty standard isnt racially or ethnically motivated and therefore its more akin to saying “i prefer blue eyes over brown eyes on white girls” because they’re discussing a physical variance within their own race. in the end, it’s still colorist, but please try to understand that in korea the remarks arent as horrible. they still shouldn’t say that, and really, any discussion of skin color preferences is ugly, but it’s extremely important to be considerate of korean culture. intl fans forget constantly that we are guests to korean culture. if you were invited to someones house you wouldnt bust in there feeling entitled n doing whatever the fuck you want. you’d try and respect their rules and how they run their home. if you had a problem with something there, you’d politely ask them to accommodate you, explaining why that accommodation was necessary. you wouldnt fucking trash them for not having their house already equipped to your preference. thats incredibly selfish. this is the same way. you are guests to this culture, and while you shouldnt allow colorism to continue, this theme of entitlement amongst intl fans – especially when we have done very little to respect their culture; we demand they understand ours while continually paying theirs no regard – is really shamefully. i ask that people reading this do their best to be more considerate in the future. not everything is black n white… lots of things have grey area and we can afford to be more socially conscious. im pretty sure most k-fans have it about up to here dealing with koreaboos criticizing their culture… 

be fair

this is a short statement but i need to remind you all that most of the members were problematic in that interview and if you are only trashing namjoon you need to fucking stop. you are allowed to offended, of course – i was pretty bothered too seeing how im the opposite to namjoons ideal in every way, my bias who i’d fucking die for – but if your whole focus is “namjoon this and namjoon that” than youre being a biased ass and im gonna need you to sit down. if youre going to be mad, by all means, be mad, but dont fucking pretend the other members said nothing wrong. im sick of people pretending every member but namjoon is perfect and unproblematic. present day he’s probably the most un-problematic member since educating himself on racial issues, feminism, n lgbtq rights, making himself an advocate for them all while idols remain silent…. hmm…. but keeping pushing that “problematic member” agenda sure. yeah lets pretend the facts dont exist ok

for those who were hurt by the “interview” and to those who want to dismiss them

fans who read through the interview n realized they kinda fit their bias’ ideal type – esp in terms of skin color – please don’t make comments on how people need to “get over this”. for many fans, especially non light skinned poc, this really hurt. not only as a “i don’t fit my bias’ ideal type” but also as a betrayal of trust. many non light skinned poc have experienced some type of discrimination for their skin color and many had their sense of self confidence fucked over for it. its not just a “you dont think darker skin is beautiful, aw :(” its more of a, “you are someone i love and support and the fact that you’d call my skin color less attractive – the skin color for which i’ve had to struggle to find my own confidence in – just like so many others, feels like betrayal”. its really hurtful. so don’t be dismissive. you don’t understand. this isnt your discussion, im sorry.

and lastly, to the fans who were hurt by the interview. im sorry boo. im sorry that the industry you support continues to hurt you. im sorry someone you decided to love and support made you feel like that. please remember that the ideal type is such a flimsy concept. they really dont mean anything. those questions were grossly specific n they were so unnecessary, but at the end of the day, they are still made up preferences. the boys wouldn’t find you unattractive for not meeting the bits on their checklist – fuck no. attraction just doesnt work like that. no one falls in love with the person that hit everything on their little “ideal type” checklist. honestly, if you asked me to describe my ideal type n i just listed shit off the top of my head, it probably wouldnt add up to namjoon…. but in every way namjoon perfect to me. im fucking whipped. this is the same. dont take their ideals to heart, dont feel like anything on you needs to change. you are exactly the way you need to be, and dont ever let some guys “ideal type” make you feel any less. n if anyone every tries to tell you that you’re failing to meet their beauty standards… fucking kick them. fcuk them seriously. dont let this shit effect your self confidence. gross comments like that dont deserve a thought in your head

anonymous asked:

Any headcanons on Izuku and Katsuki boarding a crowded train and they keep rubbing against each other on accident?

They try everything in their power not to rub on each other. Izuku stretches his body as far as he can from Katsuki…. Though it ends up not working out. The train is so unbelievably packed, thanks to students going home from school, and adults heading home from work.

It leaves Izuku and Katsuki to cram against one of the back walls of the train, right near the doors. Izuku squeezes himself close to Katsuki now, facing him. His struggle to keep any distance is short lived, since more people enter the train last minute.

“At least its not too long of a ride..“ Izuku says, sheepishly and Katsuki just grunts in response. He can already feel their bodies are probably /too/ close together.
Izuku’s face is a light shade of red, but he thinks the two of them can handle being this close for now– their stop is only four in, so its only about 25 minutes at most!

Everything seems like it’ll go well! That is, until the train starts moving.

Every jerk, every bump, every time someone knocks into Izuku, the two of them feel their groins touch. Katsuki grumbles and subtly tries to back up, but it isn’t working. Izuku is constantly getting bumped and they keep ending up right back on each other.

“Fuck, Deku.. back up! ”

“I-I can’t, Kacchan.. I’m not /trying/ to be so close..” He mumbles embarrassed. How awful would it be if they continue the entire way home like this?? Izuku doesn’t think he can handle it. Being pressed right up against Katsuki… Fighting his urge not to make a sound because the continuous rub and contact is actually starting to feel kind of good– Its a torturous game, and he just can’t do it.

“Well, figure some shit out..!”
Izuku notes quickly that Katsuki isn’t going to be able to handle it for much longer, either. In fact, he’ll probably lose his cool a lot faster than Izuku does.
Izuku is sure that his boyfriend will bend him over right there, if this keeps up.

Suddenly, an idea pops into Izuku’s head. He starts to twist and adjust his body carefully, until he’s facing away from Katsuki. His ass may be getting pushed and rubbed against Katsuki but.. that’s better, isn’t it?

“M..much better..” Izuku nods to himself, already thinking maybe he can last like this. Katsuki on the other hand… doesn’t feel the current position is making much of a difference.

“You made it worse, fucking Deku!” Katsuki says between gritted teeth. Why does Izuku have to have a nice, round, ass like that? Why does it have to move, and push back on him while the train moves?? Katsuki can feel the heat pooling in his groin. If Izuku’s ass keeps unintentionally grinding against his dick, he’s going to lose it.

“I-Im sorry, I dont know what else to do- I can’t move anywhere Kacchan..” he whispers. Then, the train rattles again suddenly. It causes Izuku to stumble back, and he braces his fall by pushing back against Katsuki again.

As he’s about to readjust his stance though, his face starts to heat up darker.

“K-Kacchan…” he swallows hard, glancing back. “Are.. are you-”

“Don’t fucking say it Deku.. what the hell do you expect??” Katsuki’s ears are tinted red.

Yeah, there’s no hiding it. He’s getting aroused. It’s next to impossible to hide something like that in such a cramped territory.

“I- I’m sorry Kacchan..!” Izuku’s blush is rising higher, because the erection of his boyfriend is starting to become far more noticeable with every jerk. “What should I do?”

Katsuki narrows his eyes then, as he looks down at Izuku. He slips his hands down to rest on Izuku’s hips causing the latter to gasp softly from unexpected touch. He holds Izuku’s body close and leans his lips down to rest against his ear.

"I could fuck you right here. ” Katsuki whispers bluntly.
That sends a shiver down Izuku’s spine, and he swallows thickly. He shifts his eyes back to give a subtle glance at Katsuki, before looking down again. The blush is obvious on his face, and he’s trying his best to keep himself from getting too excited.

“Th-that isn’t– um. That’s not… it’s not a good idea.” He tries to reply with out making it obvious that Katsuki’s words got to him. Though he can feel the smirk thats forming on Katsuki’s face. “Th..there’s people here.”

Katsuki keeps his lips pressed on the freckled boys ear.
“Isn’t that the best part? I can fuck you right here, nice and slow, and everyone in the entire fucking train will know you’re all mine.” He gives Izuku’s ear lobe a light bite.

“K-Kacchan..” he mumbles and begins to feel his own arousal. He shifts in place slightly, though it doesn’t help ease up any tension. “Stop… ah!”

Suddenly Katsuki is biting at his neck. /Hard/. It causes Izuku to make an unintentional sound, and the people surrounding them turn to look. They give judgemental stares, and turn their attention back to their own bussiness. Though its hard to ignore the two of them. Katsuki is continuing to bite and kiss at Izuku’s neck deapite the crowd. “Kacchan..”
Izuku whimpers slightly, but catches himself. He furrows his eyebrows and quickly elbows Katsuki in the side. “Kacchan stop that–!”

“ow- what?? I can’t help it! You’re lucky I’m not already fucking you senseless.”

“Shh!! Y- you’re talking loud..there’s other people here..!” Izuku reminds him. He gives subtle glances around at the people who pretend that they aren’t staring and giving dirty looks.
Katsuki just sighs and tightens his hold on Izuku’s hips. He stays quiet for a few moments, then hears the announcement for the next stop approaching. A smirk forms on his face and quickly he grabs Izuku’s wrist.

“C'mon Deku.” He starts pushing them through the crowd, making their way to the closest door. Izuku blinks, confused, but follows his boyfriend’s lead.

“um- Kacchan this… this isn’t our stop. ”

“Yeah I know. But ya really think I can wait another 20 minutes??” He asks. And once the train comes to a complete stop, he yanks them out. It’s busy, but he’s shoving his way through everyone and ignoring the remarks being thrown their way.

“Kacchan w..where are we going? ” Izuku asks, after giving fast apologies to the ones they pushed past.

He gets them into the station, before scoping out a bathroom.
“I’m gonna fuck you good in one of those stalls.”

Izuku’s face is bright red now, but he knows theres no way out of it. Not that he truly wants to get out of it… He’d be lying if he said he didn’t want this too.
“Kacchan..”

“huh?”

He got them into the bathroom now, and luckily the largest stall is open.

“… make sure the entire station knows I’m yours.”
Katsuki gives a loving smirk, as he slams the stall door shut. He’s pushing Izuku up agaist the wall, and steals a deep, forceful kiss.

“Don’t worry, baby. They will.”

So about my rare-pair....

For @thinkoutsidethelovesquare


Peering into the spot-streaked (ugh, school bathrooms were the worst) mirror, Chloe frowned as she took stock of her mid-day makeup. Don’t ask her how she’d managed to leave her touch-up bag at home; She couldn’t begin to tell you why she’d suddenly decided to leave her fifth most prized possession sitting on her vanity, but at this point she would have honestly rather given up a kidney instead. 

At least that way she would have looked glamorous as she died a slow, organ-failure-related death, instead of going out cakey in a dimly lit public restroom.

 Sighing, she ran one manicured fingernail along the edge of her lips, hoping to salvage what was left of her icy pink lip stain, however it wasn’t looking promising. The color bunched unevenly to the small grooves of her lips, concentrated around the perimeter and nonexistent in the middle. And her foundation? In this August heat? 

Oh that was a goner. 

A splotchy, splotchy goner. 

Chloe held in a groan, balling up a handful of paper towels before thrusting it beneath the faucet. Leaning towards the mirror once more, she dabbed furiously at the worst of the damage, and had just began contemplating whether the eye shadow was worth saving or not when-

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anonymous asked:

Okay so let's pretend that the RFA were able to talk to their respective MC in a language besides Korean so they've been assuming for the longest time ever that MC can't speak Korean. One day, they come home and hear her singing a song creepily in Korean and once they find her she's just laughing her ass off. How would the RFA react? I'm sorry I just have a sudden urge to see someone write this if your requests aren't open feel free to disregard this~

A/N: I’m so sorry this took so long omfg ;A; But I hope I got what you were talking about??? ~Admin 404

*YOOSUNG:

               -Since you didn’t start out speaking Korean in the chatroom, he just assumed you couldn’t

               -OOOOO A FOREIGNER, YOOSUNG IS HYPED

               -After the two of you got close, he came home early from his classes one day- not knowing you were in your shared home

               -He was in the middle of changing, shirt halfway over his head, when he noticed singing?

               -It was a standard Korean lullaby, but it was being sung quiet and very slowly

               -HE ACTUALLY GOT SO SCARED THAT HE GOT STUCK IN HIS SHIRT

               -Tried to run out of the house, thinking it was a ghost, but ran into the wall- resulting in him falling on his ass

               -You pull the shirt off his head, asking if he was alright

               -“MC WE GOTTA GET OUT OF HERE, THERE’S A GHOST!!!! A G H O S T!!!”

               -He’s up on his feet, trying to drag you out of the house yoosung what about your shirt

               -“A ghost? What do you mean? What makes you say that?”

               -“I just heard someone sing this lullaby all slow and creepy and we just, WE GOTTA GO”

               -Super confused when you bust out laughing

               -omg you weren’t laughing at the fact he had no shirt on, were you???

               -“That wasn’t a ghost, I was singing!”

               -One second, two seconds, three seconds…. ding! Light bulb!

               -“You learned a Korean lullaby? When did you do that?”

               -“Uh, years ago. When I learned Korean. Didn’t you know that?

               -when you fuckin’ WHAT

               -He is completely mindblown to find out you speak Korean??

               -Though now he’s really embarrassed about just assuming you didn’t know the language

               -Super happy to talk in either language, it makes him feel cool tbh

               -is completely pissed off when he finds out you sent a video of him running into the wall to saeyoung

*ZEN:

               -He always asks for an extra copy of his scripts in *insert mc native language here* so you can practice with him!!

               -You never understood why he did that, maybe he was just trying to be nice?

               -But he always did that with you? With everything?

               -Any DVD’s, CD’s, absolutely anything he brings home is in your native language

               -Does he think you’re more comfortable that way?

               -Obviously, you appreciate it but it’s kind of like…..

               -There’s no need to go so out of his way to do all of that for you!

               -One day, you were taking a shower and decided to sing one of the songs from his most recent play

               -You love Zen and love that he’s happy with his career but god daMN THAT SONG IS STUCK IN YOUR HEAD AND YOU ARE BEYOND DONE WITH IT

               -So you made fun of it by singing ridiculously, trying different voices, tones, anything you can think of

               -All of a sudden, the bathroom door is thrown open, slamming against the wall

               -“MC IS THAT YOU?? ARE YOU SINGING LIKE THAT?? HAVE MY WORDS TOUCHED YOU SO DEEPLY THAT YOU KNOW THEM BY HEART, DISPITE THEM BEING IN ANOTHER LANGUAGE?”

               -You just poke your head out of the shower to stare at him, watching as he starts to talk to himself about how beautiful his voice must for you to have learned it so quickly

               -“Do you know the meaning??? I can give you a word by word translation!! Do you want that? DO YOU WANT ME TO DO THAT?”

               -“No? I mean, yeah… You play it all the time… because you’re learning it but I know the words on my own, thanks sweetheart”

               -You??? Knew what the words meant??

               -He just kind of stares at you in disbelief before you roll your eyes and return to taking your shower

               -“Zen? Why are you still here? Go aw-” “YOU CAN SPEAK KOREAN”

               -You sigh and agree that yes, you can speak Korean, and you’ve been able to this whole time

               -He starts crying??? What in the world???

               -“I CANNOT BELIEVE I DIDN’T KNOW THIS ABOUT MY LOVE! I’M A TERRIBLE MAN, DON’T LOOK AT ME, MC!” not looking at you anyway, zen, tryna shower here

               -“Save the drama for your play later, sweetheart. It’s alright, I just never said anything about knowing another language”

               -Literally spent most of the rest of the day just pouting and feeling terrible that he never knew. You have to comfort him often because it was something neither of you ever really brought up way to go mc ya broke ya boyfriend

*JAEHEE:

               -After working for Jumin for so long, she’s unfortunately learned to assume if you look foreign, you might not speak other languages

               -So she’s already assumed you speak only your native language, so she automatically accommodates to your needs

               -Though you…. don’t need it??

               -You figured that she wanted to make things easier for you, which you appreciated, but you wanted to make things easy for her too!!

               -What’s funny is that you’ve talked to her late at night, after she’s been up for days, in Korean so that it’s easier for her mind to process what you ask

               -Did she pick up on it? Not at all. poor tired bby, someone help her

               -So despite the fact that you leave notes for her written in Korean, she just… hasn’t…. noticed?

               -Because she still talks to you in your native tongue

               -Seriously, you’ve tried everything to make it blatantly obvious that you could speak Korean

               -The easiest way to tell her that, ‘hey, i don’t need you to translate convos for me, i promise’ is to just straight up tell her

               -Except you didn’t get a chance to?

               -You were sweeping the house one day, belting out one of Zen’s songs from his latest musical

               -Getting into it, you dance with the broom, dipping it dramatically

               -During your dip though, you look up to find Jaehee standing in the doorway, at a loss for words

               -“Oh… so.. you really do speak Korean.. I wasn’t going crazy, then”

               -SHE LOOKED SO EMBARRASSED THAT YOU COULDN’T HELP BUT FEEL BAD

               -“I, um, I apologize for just assuming that you-”

               -You cut her off when you pulled her into a quick dance around the living room, singing the previous song all over again

               -With a swift motion, you dipped her like you did the broom

               -A quick peck to her lips sent her over the edge and she burst into giggles

               -“You’re a much better dance partner than the broom” you tell her in Korean, with a wiggle of your eyebrows

               -She pushes you away from her and laughs as she leaves the room, calling over her shoulder

               -“Maybe you should learn a few more songs there, MC”

*JUMIN:

               -Also guilty of just assuming you only spoke your native language

               -Also never bothered to ask

               -You don’t even bother to tell him though because you’re lowkey salty about it

               -Like??? He didn’t even ask???

               -You love him and all, but it’s been… how long? And he never even bothered to asK YOU IF YOU KNEW HIS LANGUAGE

               - damn mister trustfund kid

               -But it’s actually really funny because he talks to Elizabeth in Korean

               -So he thinks you don’t know how much he’s praising her, or baby-talking her

               -But you KNOW

               -And you’re left wondering why he doesn’t talk to you like that sometimes

               - god damn cat getting all the attention (kiDDING I LOVE U ELLY)

               -But let’s be honest, you love her just as much and do the same exact thing

               -In fact, you love to sing to her! And she loves it too!

               -She turns into a freaking motor box when you sing, she loves it soo much

               -So you sing to her every day, it makes her happy, makes you happy, everyone is happy

               -One day, you were singing to her, but Jumin actually came home early??

               -So he heard you singing too, and just sat down quietly next to you

               -Waited patiently until you finished the song before speaking

               -“So, you sing to Elizabeth?”

               -“Every day, sweetheart! You just happened to catch the show”

               -Immediately thought about asking Saeyoung to install some hidden microphone or something to capture you singing every day

               - that isnt creepy at all, dude

               -With a slight tilt of his head, he looked at you, eyes full of question

               -You had to fight the urge to kiss his cute little face, but it was worth it

               -“So, MC? You can speak Korean? Not just *insert native language here*?”

               -You nodded in agreement, looking down at Elly, petting her with a smile on your face

               -“I’ve known this whole time… *pulls Elly up to face* But SOMEBODY *kisses Elly’s nose* Never bothered asking. Did he? No, no he didn’t! He didn’t, did he Elizabeth??”

               -You shot him a side glare, watching as his face twisted into slight embarrassment and back to a playful one before getting up to leave the room

               -“It’s okay, MC. I’ll test out how well you can pronounce those Korean words later tonight.”

*SAEYOUNG:

               -He loVED your aCCENT

               -So he spoke to you in your native language just so he could hear it

               -Did he know you could speak Korean?

               -Yeah probably

               -DID HE CARE? I’m hearing “no”

               -Did he remember, a long time later, that you could speak Korean?

               -Again, I am going with no

               -He’s always thinking about god knows what all the damn time so it isn’t surprising that he forgot you spoke Korean all together

               -In fact, you were hoping he did forget you spoke Korean, or your new plan wouldn’t work out how you wanted it to

               -You see, you and Saeyoung like to prank each other like crazy, but his last one really irked you

               -(I mean come on??? Who in the world thinks it’s funny to sneak a permanent marker into your pants pocket when you do laundry??? That rUINS YOUR CLOTHES)

               -So, you decided that revenge was in order, and you wanted nothing more than to scare him to death

               -After a long set up with a creepy life-size doll trapped to an rc car, a couple of speakers hidden, and a ton of hidden cameras, you were ready for him to come home

               -When he got into the room and noticed the girl standing in the corner, he immediately noped the hell out and tried leaving

               -But you locked the door! There is no escaping sweet revenge!

               -You started to sing little kids nursery rhymes through a microphone, it coming through the hidden speakers broken and ominous

               -“noPE! NOPE NOPE NOPE. WHAT THE HELL IS THIS, WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU? I KNOW HOW TO FIGHT LITTLE GIRL, I’M NOT AFRAID TO KICK YOU IN THE FACE”

               -So you kept singing, stopping only to ask him to come play, in child-like voice

               -“NO I DON’T WANNA PLAY, JESUS CHRIST, SOMEONE LET ME OUT”

               -You decided to chase him around with the doll, using the wireless controller from the other room

               -You didn’t know he could scream in such a high pitch, I swear to god, dogs from around the world could hear it

               -He was getting out of that room, then and there. He broke down the door. Ran down the hallway and heard you laughing from another room

               -He didn’t even think about why you were laughing, he just jumped onto your lap, and latched onto you, hugging tight and burying his face against you

               -“MC! THERE’S A CREEPY DEMON CHILD IN THE OTHER ROOM IT’S CHASING ME, MC PLEASE PROTECT ME”

               -But you couldn’t even reply- you were laughing too hard. He looked around and saw your set up of monitors, wireless controller, and microphone

               -He looked up at you with a ton of mixed emotions

               -First of all he was still a little freaked out?? But he was also kinda pissed off that you scared the hell out of him! But he’s also in awe that you set all this up… and so in love with how hard you’re laughing…

               -HE DOESN’T KNOW WHAT TO F E E L

               -Takes a second to think about the situation and suddenly remembers

               -“Wait… you can speak Korean… I TOTALLY FORGOT YOU COULD DO THAT? WHAT THE HELL MC, I THOUGHT YOU WERE SOME CREEPY LITTLE GIRL”

               -You give him an innocent smile, but based on the look he gave you once he stood up and walked away

               -He was probably going to use that fact against you for his revenge prank, and you weren’t positive you wanted to know what that was going to be

*V:

               -Off the bat, he asks which language you’re more comfortable speaking in

               -When you said your own native language, he understood, and tried his best to accommodate for you!

               -Ever since then he’s always making sure he can translate things for you, whether it be signs or casual conversation

               -You knew Korean but didn’t know if you were a strong enough speaker, which is why you initially told him you were comfortable with your first language

               -So, you secretly were testing out your language skills every time the two of you went out!

               -When he translated for you and you had gotten it right in your head, you were so excited!

               -But he didn’t know that ’s what you were doing??

               -He just always saw you light up and smile softly to yourself and it made him weAK

               -Was it because he was translating for you??

               -Didn’t know exactly, but was definitely going to keep doing whatever he was doing because that loOK

               -IT WAS SOOO PRECIOUS

               -But he felt bad that he couldn’t go shopping with you one day because he had some people he had to see

               -What if you couldn’t read the signs?? What if you couldn’t talk to the people?? WhAt If-

               -So he tried to make his meetings go as quickly as possible without being rude

               -And he ran to meet you at your favourite coffee shop, where he knew you’d stop first!

               -As he walked up behind you, getting ready to surprise you and order for you, he took a step back when he heard you ordering perfectly fine in Korean

               -You even made small talk with the barista! In perfect Korean!

               -When you turned around with your coffee, he stared at you in surprise, but he scared the shit out of you! You almost dropped your coffee!

               -“V! Hey! You scared me…. I thought you had to go meet a few people? Did something happen? Are you alright?”

               -You asked. In perfect Korean. Why did you doubt your language skills??

               -“I thought you only knew *your native language of choice*? So I haven’t needed to translate for you this whole time?”

               -You could see the disappointment in his eyes as you quickly shook your head (and hands) in embarrassment

               -“No no no no, you asked me in the beginning if I was more comfortable with my native language, which I am! I know Korean but I was afraid about getting something wrong, so I really appreciated all of your translations! They help me make sure I’m learning and getting it all right!”

               -Explaining it to him was definitely the smart move because you watched as he went from sad puppy to ecstatic pup knowing that he was able to help you learn new things and solidify what you already knew!

               -From then on, he always tries to let you figure it out first, then help you if you need it!

               -Was he embarrassed that he always translated when you didn’t need it? Yes

               -Did he get over it quickly? Also yes. He’s a precious tol bean. He is alright with this revelation.

*SAERAN:

               -Also knew from the start that you knew Korean

               -He talked to you from the beginning in Korean so he knew afterwards that you’d know

               -Not like you all of a sudden lost your knowledge on a full language….right?

               -That being said he just plain refuses to let you pretend like you can’t speak him language

               -Every time you try to talk to him in your native language he just kind of looks at you with absolutely no emotion

               -“Hi, MC, speak in a language I know please, thanks”

               -Like seriously

               -This man does not let you have any fun with it at all

               -You even tried to fake some sort of amnesia, too

               -To like, pretend you forgot how to speak Korean so he’d have to talk to you in your native language

               -Did it work? No

               -He just stared at you like you were stupid

               -He’s such a jERK

               -WHY CAN’T YOU JUST PLAY ALONG, SAERAN. JUST GIVE ME THIS ONE THING

               -You even try to mess with him in public

               -You ask him to order some food for you, asking him in your native language

               -The cashier is confused but Saeran just stares at you

               -He completely understands what you say, despite pretending that he doesn’t

               -Turns back to the cashier and tells them that you’re getting nothing

               -WAIT SAERAN PLEASE I WANT FOOD TOO

               -Until the day he slips up and responds to a question you ask him in your language

               -You celebrate, including a victory dance

               -He just curses at himself for messing up and letting you win

               -Though he does think it’s really cute that you’re this excited about winning

               -Maybe he should let you win more often thAT WONT HAPPEN

hey just another miraculous AU

JUST A PSA IM ON MOBILE AND IT WONT LET ME PUT A READ MORE???
I went all out I wrote like the entire plot of the movie
Has a tangled AU been done??? Probably ??? Who cares ???
Okay so
-“this is the story of how I died… OH DONT WORRY ITS A FUN STORY HAHA!! and it starts with a magic, golden flower”
-Queen Momma Agreste gets hella sick and she’s gotta have this baby right, so King Gabriel sends for the ‘mythical’ golden flower
-surprise surprise they find the flower, which completely enrages a forest wizard named Hawkmoth who has been using it for its intense power and the immortality it grants
-Queen Momma Agreste drinks the flower tea and boom we have a baby prince, Adrien, with a full head of blonde locks and he’s just cute and all is good
-of course Hawkmoth wants to join the fun so he kidnaps Adrien for the powers his hair possesses
-so Hawkmoth and Adrien are living up in this tower in the woods now and Adrien learns to recite this poem to use his power (the song basically but spoken)
-King Gabe and Queen Momma Agreste light off these little butterfly lanterns on his birthday and there’s just a swarm of glowing butterflies on his birthday and he knows its for him
-also important Adrien befriends a little chameleon that he names Plagg ;)
-So fast forward like nearly 17-ish years and cut to scene with Marinette, Chloé and Sabrina all pulling off a sick heist to steal the Crown of the Black Cat, which is basically Adrien’s crown he was supposed to get on his coronation day
-(So if you haven’t caught it yet, Adrien is Rapunzel and Marinette is Flynn Ryder)
-So basically Marinette’s nom de plume is Ladybug, its what she goes by on all her heists and what she’s wanted as
-So anyway Her and Chlo and Sab all break into the castle and snatch the crown, they get chased by the guards, including the best guard Alya, and the best horse Tikki
-Cue a joke by Mari with her wanted poster about how they “ just can’t get my ____ right” each time it’s a different thing
-after this, ur girl Ladybug totally is selfish at this point in the story and takes the crown and leaves Chloé and Sabrina for the guards
-Alya gets thrown off of Tikki but Tikki still chases after Marinette. Until Marinette finds a hidden lil cave, that’s more like a lil rock hallway that leads to a meadow with a fairly nice tower
-So what should Marinette do?? Climb the tower of course!
-Don’t worry Adrien doesn’t hit her with a frying pan, she literally eats shit when she walks in and knocks herself out. Clumsy Girl y’know.
-Adrien is just like ???? Wt F wHo thE heCk just smacked their face on my floo- ITS A FEMALE WHAT PLAGG HELP WHAT DO I DO IVE NEVER SEEN A REAL LIVE GIRL ONLY IN THOSE BOOKS
-Plagg is very obviously annoyed and is like “boi put her somewhere and show hawkmoth you can handle yourself (even though she knocked herself out)”
-Adrien kinda catches on so he literally just pulls her to a closet and puts her in
-her bag falls open as he’s moving her to an upright position and the black crystals of the crown catch his attention
-basically an “ooh shiny!” moment,,And he takes it and looks in the mirror and tries to figure out what it is
-he puts it on his arm and looks through it and then puts it on his head
-and he’s like “woah I look like those princes from my book” “haha as if”
-(LIKE BOI YOU ARE SHHSHDJS)
-anyway so hawkmoth comes home from wherever the hell he went, town or whatever idk, and Adrien is like !! FATHER LOOK WHAT I DID!!
-Hawkmoth does not care literally at all he’s like “Adrien please recite your poem for me it calms me” and Adrien rushes through it and HM is just like ??? bOI
-Adrien tries to show him our girl Lady Luck
-Hawkmoth will have None of That
-“You can’t handle yourself, the world is dangerous”
-He literally doesn’t listen to Adrien’s pleas to leave the tower at all either
-“you are NOT like anyone else! You are my son!” (u thought)
-so what does Adrien do?? Plan an escape plan, and sends HM on a mission that will take like 3 days or smth
-Adrien has long hair btw I forgot to mention just not nearly as long as rapunzel’s was
-His is more like maybe brushing the floor
-and hawk moth climbs a rope ladder or smth to get in there’s plot holes leave me be
-ANYwaY after hawkmoth leaves, he tapes Mari to a chair or ties her or something
-and Plagg wakes her up by sticking Camembert in her mouth
-and she’s like !!! WHAt the HEck Ew
-after she wakes up Adrien is like “what you want why you here please don’t kill me”
-When he steps into the light and she sees him she’s literally rendered speechless like she can’t form words bc he is actually so beautiful
-“h-hi-I mean hello- I mean-uh-why are you in this-uh-tower, who are you???”
-Adrien doesn’t trust her at all bc the wanted poster in her bag and the crown literally screams criminal
-he’s desperate though so he’s like “alright listen up, whoever you are, something brought you to me. Call it fate, destiny-” “A horse” “Im not finished… you were brought to me today for a reason, and that’s to help me. You’re going to be my guide”
-Marinette is like “awh man I wish I could but see I have to get this cro-OH NO, WHERE IS MY BAG?”
-Adrien holds it up like ;) and she’s just so done
-“If you take me to see the lights tomorrow, I will return it to you, if you refuse, I’ll turn you in.”
-“wait the stupid butterfly lanterns they light off for the lost prince?”
-Adrien is totally in awe that they’re not some weird star thing, they’re butterflies
-she shakes her head and knows she can’t really refuse so she plans it out in her head on how she can cheat the system
-Adrien’s already covered that in his head though she can’t get away with anytHing
-(except maybe making him fall in love with her ;))))
-So she agrees and she’s like “The names Ladybug”
-he’s kinda like ¿ strange name but Okay!! “My name is Adrien!”
-ANYWAy they leave the tower and Adrien is like 👀👀 this is no bueno I should not be doing this but omg I’ve never felt so FREE!!!
-he has a blast omg that boy goes running through the woods and he’s laughing and he’s like “FATHER WOULD BE SO ANGRY BUT I DONT CARE”
-meanwhile hawkmoth sees Tikki in the woods and has an “oh SHIT Adrien” moment
-Runs back home, there’s nothing and no one there, aside from Mari’s wanted poster that fell out of the bag
-meanwhile with the Lovebirds™
-He and Mari end up at this pub with some Angry men, including the bar owner Nino, and Adrien ends up singing about his dreams and everyone has fun
-the scene that stemmed this idea happens with Mari singing about how her dream involves her being rich on an island
-and surprise surprise Hawkmoth finds them but so do the guards and they escape through a tunnel under the pub that Nino shows them, and it leads out into the dry side of a dam
-Intense Battle Scene™
-Mari is a badass but then Adrien totally comes out of nowhere like “I came here to attack and I’m honestly having a good time”
-They get trapped in a cave that’s filling with water post battle bc they broke shit
-they’re literally lowkey going to die and Adrien is like “I’m so sorry I got you into this mess. We’re going to die here and I’m so sorry Ladybug”
-and she just softly says “Marinette”
-Adrien is like “????? what”
-and Marinette starts crying and she’s like
-“my name isn’t Ladybug if you couldn’t tell. It’s Marinette. I called myself Ladybug because I always wanted to be like a superhero. I never was one though. All I am is an orphan with a permanent record.”
-and here we have Adrien “Actual Adoration” Agreste because if we wasn’t in love with her before, he is most certainly in love with her now
-and then he remembers!!
-HIS HAIR GLOWS WHEN HE SAYS THE POEM THEY CAN LOOK UNDERWATER
-so he’s like “marinette please go with the flow” and he recites the poem in his head and his hair just illuminates
-she’s like “WHAT THE FUCJTN”
-but she’s not ready for death so they dig rocks out and they end up dropping into a river
-they come up on the bank gasping like “oh fuck dude”
-“MARINETTE WE’RE ALIVE!!!”
-“his hair glows? His hair glows! Plagg why does his hair glow???”
-“Marinette?” “this is surreal. I’m dead we died” “Marinette” “what the hell is going on” “MARINETTE!” “What!”
-he’s standing there dripping water and extending his hand to her
-and she’s like “oh no” because he looks so hot standing there dripping water and she maybe has the tiniest crush on him
-oh who am I kidding the sun rays behind him and his radiant smile sends her head over heels into complete love for this ray of light
-so he pulls Marinette out of the river and they go find a lil clearing and they make a campfire
-and Adrien looks at Marinette and frowns
-and she’s like “What what what’s wrong is something wrong with me??”
-and he just laughs a bit, “no no you just have a cut on your knee”
-she looks down at her knee and winces at the long, deep cut and just shrugs it off because it’ll heal eventually
-Adrien trusts Marinette to the point now that he can show her the reason he’s hidden away
-“don’t freak out okay”
-he holds a lock of hair in his hands and presses it to her cut and recites the poem
-and Marinette is like ¿ wth boI
-and once he’s done he just grins and he’s like “good as new”
-Mari is confused as hell and when he moves his hand away and the cuts not there she literally opens her mouth to shriek
-and Adrien is like “PLEASE DONT FREAK OUT IM SORRY”
-and she’s like “hahahaha why would I freak out I’m just curious whydoesyourhairglowandwhydoesithavemagicalhealingpowershowlonghasitdonethat?”
-and Adrien is sheepishly just like “forever I guess,,, that’s why I was hidden away, because people want my hair for its power.”
-He moves some hair to the side to show a pale blonde lock of hair cut off at the nape of his neck and explains that if it’s cut it turns pale and loses its power
-Marinette is like really shook but she pushes it down and suggests they sleep so they can be ready for the butterfly lights tomorrow
-cut to scene of Hawkmoth pissed as hell in the woods as he fades into the shadows
-he’s now talking to Chloé and Sabrina and making a Plan
-so next day Adrien wakes up to Marinette screaming and is very confused to see her literally trying to fight a horse
-like she literally almost has Tikki in a headlock and Tikki has a hoof pushing on her shoulder and shit
-Adrien has never been more confused but he goes and breaks it up and he’s like “hey there girly what’s your name” and he looks at her name thing and he’s like “Tikki!! That’s a nice name!”
-And Tikki whines or something and Mari chuckles or something and Tikki is back at it with trying to capture her
-But Adrien hits her with these kitten eyes and is like “I realllyyyyyyy need her to take me to the kingdom so I can see the butterflies, please let me have that, then you can fight her until you can’t stand!”
-Marinette is so very thankful for that one
-so they head to the Kingdom, now with Tikki coming along with them
-They’re having a blast and when they get to the kingdom they have all sorts of fun
-Adrien shows Marinette some of the books he has at home and she shows him the books that inspired Ladybug
-they get food from the market
-and Adrien keeps seeing images of this baby boy with bright green eyes and golden locks and theres something familiar about everything
-and then, oh boy and then, someone starts playing music and Adrien is like !! “mari come dance with me”
-and she’s like “nah I’m okay you go”
-and he starts dancing and soon a ton of people have joined in and Adrien comes around the circle and grabs Marinette
-and they dance around with people and they’re desperately hoping it works out so they can dance together
-surprise!!! They do but they join hands as the song ends and they’re like “awh damn”
-so after that ends Marinette and Adrien are both blushing and she points out that it’s almost sundown and they have somewhere to go
-they go out into the middle of the lake in a lil boat and Adrien is so so so excited and so is Mari bc Adrien is so happy
-the sun goes down and Adrien looks at Marinette completely giddy like !! :DD
-and she just smiles so wide back at him because holy fuck she’s never felt so in love in her whole life
-Adrien is flicking the surface of the water and watching the waves when he sees the first light
-suddenly literally thousands of butterfly lanterns are floating all around them and Adrien is just in complete awe
-Marinette clears her throat and he turns to look at her and she has two lanterns in her hand
-and Adrien smiles and turn behind him and grabs the bag with the crown and he’s like “I should’ve given this to you sooner, but I was scared… I’m not scared anymore. You know what I mean?”
-and she just pushes it down, “I’m starting to”
-AND AT LAST I SEE THE LIGHT
-And they’re literally a centimeter away from locking lips when Marinette can see Chloé on the beach
-and she decides right then to give Chloé the crown and go wherever with Adrien
-Adrien of course thinks at first that she’s betraying his trust but doesn’t believe that because he loves her okay?
-Cue Adrien getting worried and going to look for her
-Hawkmoth fighting Chloé or something and she passes out and he sees Adrien
-and he’s like “I THOUGHT YOU WERE DEAD IM SO HAPPY YOU’RE OKAY” (he says as he takes handfuls of his hair)
-Adrien is like “yea okay but Marinette”
-And hawkmoth, fricken rat, points to the boat heading toward the kingdom
-and he’s like “I think she’s got something better to do”
-Adrien is broke af how could this happen how could they love each other so much and just have her break the trust so easily
-he’s just kinda done with it so he’s accepted it and goes back to the tower with HM
-Meanwhile Marinette wakes up from getting knocked tf out and Tikki is whining super loud bc Marinette is in danger and she can tell
-some guards are drawn bc of the whines and Mari has the crown tied to her hand and she’s like “shit”
-they throw her in jail and she’s gonna be hung then next morning
-Tikki is on a mission and she books it to Nino’s pub
-back in the tower Hawkmoth has finished lecturing Adrien and leave him to himself
-Adrien takes out the little kingdom flag he got and looks at it
-and suddenly he starts to see the symbol everywhere
-it’s hidden in all his paintings around his room
-and suddenly now he knows
-that baby boy is Him
-he leaves his room determined to get somewhere
-Hawkmoth is like ?? “What’s wrong Adrien?”
-“I’m the lost Prince”
-“what?”
-“I’m the lost Prince! Aren’t I father? Or should I even call you that?”
-oh hawkmoth is Pissed
-Adrien tries to leave to go find Marinette and Hawkmoth is like “she’s going to be dead when you get there, she’s due to hang for her crimes”
-and Adrien is screwed and he can’t do anything so he surrenders
-back at the castle
-Nino and his bar mates have arrived and they’re kicking ass for Marinette
-And she ends up on Tikki’s back and is like all sappy like “thank you for saving me it means a lot really”
-Tikki doesn’t care she just needs to get Mari to Adrien like now
-so sick montage of tikki running to the tower
-and Marinette scales the tower
-and she’s in! And there’s Adrien! Chained to the wall with tape on his mouth?
-and suddenly Marinette has a sharp pain in her side where Hawkmoth totally just stabbed her
-she slams into a mirror and breaks it and just kinda slumps against the wall with all the shards
-Adrien is flipping shit,,, he’s taking on the chains and screaming into the tape and he’s crying and she’s crying and hawkmoth is just standing over her like
-“poor little thief got what was coming to her”
-Hawmoth goes to grab Adrien and take him to a new area, where no one could find them
-but Adrien fights him so hard
-he’s yanking back and kicking
-and Hawkmoth yells “STOP FIGHTING”
-Adrien gets the tape off enough so he can speak
-“I WILL NEVER STOP FIGHTING YOU, I WILL FIGHT UNTIL THE DAY I DIE”
-he glances at Mari and she’s staring at him with tears in her eyes, clenching her side
-“unless…unless you let me heal her. If you just let me heal her I will go wherever with you, no fighting”
-Hawkmoth doesn’t want to deal with his crap so he’s like “whatever”
-he chains Marinette to the staircase banister, “in case you get any ideas” he says
-Adrien runs over to her and he’s brushing her hair back from her face and he’s crying and she’s crying
-and he presses some hair and his hands to her wound and he’s like “shhhh shhhh it’s okay you’ll be okay we’ll be okay”
-and she’s crying so much and she’s like “no you won’t be you can’t just go be a slave to him”
-and it’s in slow motion when she grabs his hair and swings a jagged piece of the mirror up and slices it at the base of his neck
-Hawkmoth is y e l l i n g because there goes all the power he was able to have
-Adrien is completely shocked, he doesn’t really understand what the hell just happened
-all he can see is Hawkmoth drastically aging into a very very old man and stumbling until Plagg trips him and sends him falling out of the window
-it takes him a whole second to realize Marinette is still in his arms, dying with no way for him to save her
-“no no no Marinette stay with me, please please you can’t go”
-she just weakly smiles at him and she’s like “I never got to tell you”
-and she winces and tries to sit up more to reach for him
-“you were my new dream”
-“you were mine”
-cue gross ugly sobs from me because Marinette slowly slips away
-Adrien cries out in complete anguish and just holds her limp body, crying because he loved her so much oh my god
-his tears fall on her face and he’s too broken to notice the golden rays coming off of her until they completely consume the room
-and Adrien is so confused,,, why are all these golden rays surrounding Marinette
-and she shifts in his arms and he’s like !!!!!!
-he looks down at her and her eyes open and she’s like
-“have I ever told you I’ve got a thing for green eyes”
-Adrien barely has time to laugh before they’re slamming their lips together, crying and just so so so happy that they’re okay
-they leave the tower and go back to the kingdom, because Adrien knows now that he is the lost Prince
-also Marinette sort of needs to make amends with the kingdom bc she’s in love with Adrien dammit and she’s not gonna lose him
-Adrien sees Momma Agreste and Gabriel
-and everyone is So Happy!!! And they’re hugging!!!
-And Marinette is just standing off to the side content that he’s with his family
-and then momma yanks her into the hug circle
-and then there’s a mini fast forward and Look at That!!! We’re at a celebration !!!
-and we have some Cute ass scenes of Prince Adrien talking to the citizens of the kingdom
-and Mari snatches his crown off his head
-and he just rolls his eyes and they kiss
-and the camera slowly pans up onto an announcement
-For a royal wedding

AHHHHH THIS TOOK ME THREE DAYS TO WRITE ITS SO LONG I AM SO SORRY I LITERALLY WROTE OUT THE ENTIRE MOVIE

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time to make you thirst for hot nerd! peter 👅 I told nat the only fictional part of homecoming is how no one has a crush on Peter.

can you believe all peter has to do in his movie is mess up that dorky haircut of his and he’d be the hot nerd?

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warnings: a few cuss words

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Your best friend Sera, was very excited about you transferring to Midtown High. Your parents had recently moved to a nice, suburban neighborhood, which now put you closer to Midtown’s district.

To make a long story short, you and Sera were good friends during your elementary and middle school years, but split apart during the start of high school. You went to Hagstrom Academy while she went to Midtown School of Science and Technology. It wasn’t until the start of your sophomore year that you realized that you were going to transfer to Sera’s school after your move, and she was ecstatic to say the least.

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Hearbroken (Bellamy Blake Imagine)

Request: And I also have an imagine request, the reader and Bellamy fight over something or something bad happens between them, the reader storms off without telling anyone and ends up getting killed, which results in Octavia blaming Bellamy or something (you can choose how she dies and who finds her and stuff lmao) :)

A/N: this is by far my favorite request. That sounds awful of me but I’m so good at coming up with death scenes it’s horrible haha. Anyways hope you like it!

You smiled gingerly to yourself at the boy across the field from you. You had no idea what he was working on, but he was working hard and god did you admire him for it. He always put his all in everything he did no matter how big or little it was. This time particularly he looked like he was really into whatever it was he was doing. You didn’t want to bother him, but you really needed to talk to him about something. You knew he’d be annoyed but he never let it show or he pushed it aside for you. God bless him for it too.

You sighed and began walking over to where he was. When you got closer you heard him giving orders to a couple other people who were working on the same thing. You waited patiently for him to finish his orders and for the boys to leave you two alone before he turned to you and raised his eyebrows.

“Hi,” was all he said before he started up again. You were taken aback just a bit but shook it off and smiled again.

“Hi..”, you said softly and let your hand rest on his upper arm to get him to stop what he was doing. When he didn’t, you scrunched your face up in confusion. You took a breath and decided to try again. “Hey, Bell, can I talk to you? It’ll just take a second.” You smiled weakly when he looked at you.

He hesitated but put the tool down and backed up, wiping his hands on his shirt and looking at me impatiently. “Okay, talk.” He nodded.

You smiled again pushing pat his previous actions and nodded back. “Okay, well, I kind of broke one of our walkie talkies but don’t worry! That’s why I came here, so you could tell me how to fix it real quick so we don’t have any problems. I know how much we need them and so id like to fix it. Abby and Kane said that we dont need it and that’s it fine but like I said-”

“You interrupted me to have me tell you how to fix a walkie talkie?” He asked in pure annoyance.

You stared at him unsure of what to say but nodded. “Well, yeah, I guess but I just figured you’d be happy to help me and that I wanna learn how to fix stuff, to be like you.” You smiled hoping your words were convincing. They were true completely, but you added more in there than what you planned. The truth is, you wanted to be like him. You wanted to fix things so you were of more use. And you wanted Bellamy, you’re beautiful and talented boyfriend, to teach you.

He laughed bitterly after a moment of him just staring at you. “Ridiculous,” he shook his head turning away from you and back to what he was doing.

You furrowed your eyebrows in anger and hurt before replacing it with a calm look. You took a deep breath and laid a hand on his back that tensed immediately.

“Can you not see that I’m busy, y/n?” He barked loudly at you making you retract your hand quickly and jump back a couple inches. You opened your mouth to say something but closed it when Bellamy continued. “I can’t help you right now, go ask Monty or someone rather than bother me anymore than you already have.”

You stared at him in surprise. What was this? You’ve never seen him like this. The way he was looking at you was a look of almost pure hatred. Whether it was or not, it stung a little. When he turned back around you sighed and closed your eyes.

“I just wanted you to be the one to help me..”

“Dammit y/n, I’m trying to do this and with you here right now I’m not making any progress. I can’t help you with everything you break! It’s like we need to put you in a goddamn bubble for anything or anyone to be safe! Quite breaking shit, there’s a thought.”
He said the last sentence more to himself than you, but you heard it perfectly clear nonetheless and you couldn’t believe it. Sure, you weren’t exactly the best at everything and you did break things here and there, but that was the point in this whole conversation. You came to have him help you learn to fix things, so you could fix things you’d happen to break.

Instead, you turned around and stormed off not wanting to hear anything else Bellamy had to say. He’d said enough for you to know you were nothing more than a bother to him.

You walked and walked, unsure of where you were going but found yourself ignoring anyone that tried to talk to you and in front of the gate.

“Open it,” you called to the man guarding.

“I can’t do that right now, miss.”

“Open the god damn gate!” You yelled at him, unintentionally. You took a deep breath wanting to control yourself before continuing. “Please.”

When he denied your orders you shook your head and took off back to the arc. If they won’t let you out the easy way, you’ll get yourself out the hard way.
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When night fell, you got up from your bed and threw clothes in a small bag you had found, along with some water and a couple nuts. You didn’t know why you were doing this. You didn’t know where you were going. You didn’t know if you could survive. But one thing you did know was that you no longer wanted to be here, with Bellamy. You only needed a couple days to yourself, to let your mind wrap around things. You still loved Bellamy, of course, by the words he said hurt you. You still wanted him to be yours, though you weren’t sure he felt the same or not, but you needed time to think. To be alone. And that’s exactly what you were gonna do.

You found a way through the gate. Somehow you managed to cut your arm on the way through but you didn’t care. The pain actually felt kinda good. Relieving almost.

You felt you were being over dramatic and maybe you were, but it’s not easy hearing cruel words from the one person you love the most and look up to so much. And when he’s never barked at you like that before let alone say something so cruel and heartbreaking.

You shoved your thoughts to the side though and focused on where you were going. Wherever it was you were going.

You walked and walked though, not stopping for anything. When you needed water, you managed to pull your bag off your back and grab it all while not letting your feel stop once. You walked until the break of dawn. When you saw the sun begin to rise is when you decided to rest for awhile.

You’d found a spot that was hidden decently between trees and bushes. You set your bag down then sat down beside it and let your head rest against the tree. “Only a couple minutes”, you thought to yourself and let your eyes flutter shut. You replayed the scene with Bellamy back in your head. This time it made you angry. His words, his face. His actions. It all made you angry now. How could he say that? How could he be such an asshole? You don’t say that kind of stuff to someone you love. Was he tired of you? Did he not care about you anymore? Did you push him to his limit and this was his way to get his point across. Maybe he didn’t love you anymore.

“Well he didn’t have to worry me longer,” you thought to yourself once again.
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You woke abruptly to the sound of leaves crunching loudly. You looked around you, suddenly confused at where you were. When your eyes adjusted to the darkness, you realized you were where you had sat down to rest. Only now you realized that a couple minute rest turned into a couple hour sleep. It was just barely morning when you sat down and now it’s completely dark.

You looked to your left when you heard more crunching of leaves. Was in an animal? Was it grounders? Was it, hopefully, one of your people?

“Hello,” you called out. When an arrow came flying and hit your shoulder, you realized how dumb of a move that had been. You got up quickly, adrenaline giving you the ability to ignore the pain in your shoulder, and ran. You ran and ran, as fast as you could, as hard as you could, and you did not stop for nothing. You managed to dodge anything that got in your way. You weren’t ready to die. Not yet.

Unfortunately, when you turned to look behind you for anyone following you, you ran face to chest into someone much, much bigger than you. You screamed when the man picked you up without a problem and threw you to the ground. Knocking the wind out of you, you tried to crawl away, but the man grabbed you by your ankles and pulled you back to him. He drew a knife, a very large knife at that, from behind him and took a swing at you. You threw yourself to the side letting to knife only barely hit your arm.

“Mmm….” you hummed at the pain but quickly ignored it, getting up and trying to run again. With your luck, you thought you had got away, but rounding a tree you felt something sharp pierce your stomach. You looked down and saw a large stick sticking out of your abdomen. You looked up to meet the eyes of another grounder man. Falling to the ground, you closed your eyes waiting for the next hit to come and end your life for good, but r never came.

When you opened them, there was no one there. You listened carefully for any footsteps or cracking sounds burnt was completely silent. They left you to die in one of the worst ways possible.

Although your entire body stung, you couldn’t cry. Something was refusing to let any tears fall no matter how hard you tried. Something inside you was telling you to try and crawl just a little ways in front of you, so you did your best to do just that. It was a struggle. It was painful. It was stressful. But you made it about 30 feet before you saw the handle of the car Finn had found when you all first landed right there in front of you.

Barely smiling to yourself, you attempted to lift the door and make your way inside which was more you just throwing yourself in. Maybe there was something in there that could help your wounds.

It was a long shot. You already knew that considering you had an arrow in your shoulder, a gash of skin missing on your arm, and stick in your stomach. Brutal creatures they are.

When you were unable to find anything, you figured the best thing to do was clean the wounds. So, you took your shirt off and ripped it into strips and wrapped your arms up tightly to stop the bleeding. You then decided on the arrow next. You grabbed ahold of it firmly, but even the slightest of movement caused you to let our whimpers of pain. You took a deep breath and squeezed your eyes shut and as quick as possible, pulled the arrows from your shoulder. You let out a deep yell and let a few tears slip though, finally. It felt good. But the bleeding was bad, so you covered it next.

Once convinced that wound was as good as you could get it, you next focused on your final wound. The stick in your stomach. It was at least as thick as your hand, and maybe two feet long and most of it was inside of you. How you’re still alive? You had no idea. But this wound was the most paralyzing, letting you only move barely. You couldn’t turn, bend, walk, and holy shit did it hurt take a breath in. You were having a mental battle with yourself on whether or not you should retrieve it from your belly. It was thick, it would leave a hole in you and it would bleed out. You knew you were losing a lot of blood as it was, but it you pull the stick from you, you knew you’d bleed more. But if you leave it in you, it’s gonna be harder to get out on the long run and there’s likely bacteria getting in you from it at this moment. So, you decide to attempt and pull it out too. You figured you could shove the remaining parts of your shirt in the hole and it would be okay. You hoped, anyways.

You prepared yourself the best you could, taking deep breaths in and out, counting down to zero. You put the clothing in your mouth to prevent as much noise as possible from escaping you because you knew there’d be a lot from this one. When you go close to zero, you began crying uncontrollably.

You couldn’t do this.

You couldn’t pull this stick from your abdomen, not by yourself. Not with your weak arms. You didn’t even want to try because you’d risk putting it in an even more discomforting position. An even more painful one.

You threw your head back on the seat. You knew you were gonna die. You knew this was it for you. You were alone inside a 100 year old car, basically on your death bed. You were in so much pain. You were nauseated from the blood loss. You were scared. You missed your friends, the ones that became family. You missed Bellamy. And you were on bad terms with him which made this ten times worse. You could’ve prevented this if you wouldn’t have been so dramatic. If you wouldn’t have acted out. If you just would’ve stayed calm and understood that Bellamy was under his own pressure and you bothering him wasn’t helping, you wouldn’t be here right now. God you just wanted to wrap yourself up in Bellamys arms and let him kiss you all over again. You wanted him to tell you he loves you again. You wanted to feel his warm body against your own again. But here you were, cold, bloody, and about to die, all alone.

You let out a scream of anger, of hurt, of pain and of every other emotion in the book. You punched the side of the car door and threw your head against the seat once again. You just screamed and yelled letting your feelings come out. If only someone could hear your cries for help. If only someone could hear your cries at all. But this was it. So you let yourself cry until you couldn’t cry anymore.
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Hours passed. Your death was being drawn out and at first hurt but now, you were in a peaceful state. You were numb, you were calm. You couldn’t think of anything bad anymore. Those passed a log time ago. Now, you were focusing on all the good in your life. You focused mainly on Bellamy though. Oh he must be so worried. They all must be so worried. You didn’t remember how long it had been since you last saw them. It could’ve been days or only hours. You couldn’t remember. But, you were peaceful now.

You thought back to first time you and Bellamy met. Like actually met. The day you two became ‘a thing’. That was such a great day. You thought of Octavia and how it was an instant connection when you two met. Oh how you were gonna miss her too. You hoped she’d become happy again. She was going through so much, she deserved so much happiness in return. This was gonna take a toll on her and you knew that, but you would be her guardian angel. You would make her happy again. Oh how funny it was how clueless Bellamy was with your guys’ friendship. She’s your best friend. He didn’t know that though.

All the memories flowing through you were overwhelming. The pain was no longer there. In fact, you could no longer feel any part of your body. You realized your eyes were closing and you couldn’t keep them open. You realized that this was it. You focused on your very slow heartbeat that was the only sound you could hear, and you focused on Bellamys face. You wanted his face to be the last thing you thought of in your final moment. You imagine him hugging you from behind while laying on a bed and him whispering in your ear “it’ll be okay, you’ll be okay” over and over again. God was in comforting.

Finally, when you believed his words, you let yourself go. And with that, you were gone completely.
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“Where is she Bellamy!?” Octavia yelled at Bellamy with so much anger it was unbelievable. “You were the last one she came to talk to, you have to know where she could’ve gone. What did you say to her? Did you piss her off? Bellamy!” Octavia yelled his name catching his attention. He was so worn out from his restlessness in y/n’s disappearance.

“I don’t know, O!” Bellamy barked back at her.

“You have to know something,” she spat at him like fire.

He shook his head and out his hands to his ears wanting to drown out every word and every sound. He was so scared and overwhelmed. He hadn’t seen her since he said those hurtful words to her. He didn’t mean them, he was so stressed out and all he could think about was what he was doing. He didn’t mean to hurt her. He didn’t mean to make her leave. He loved her more than he loved himself, that was the last thing he’d mean to do.

They were in the middle of no where right now. There were so many people searching for her. So many people who cared about her, searching for her everywhere they could. So many people having no luck.

Octavia studied people for a moment before someone yelled that they had found y/n’s bag. Octavia ran to them and grabbed it from their hands and looked inside. Everything was in there perfectly untouched besides her water almost being empty.

“She had to have been taken. Or chased. Or something! She wouldn’t have just left her clothes laying there.” Octavia turned towards Bellamy who was staring at the bag in her hands. She threw it to him and walked up to him. “You better hope she’s not hurt or so help me God Bellamy,” she glared at him.

It was bad enough that he was angry at himself, but having his sister so upset at him made things so much worse. He understood she was angry, but he didn’t understand why she was this angry. He didn’t know she cared for y/n this much. Half the time he didn’t even think Octavia liked her. But then it all clicked. Octavia was the first person to ask where y/n was. Octavia was the first person to check on her when she was sick, or to ask how she was doing. Octavia always brought Bellamy food to give her or advice to give her. And vice versa. All the nights y/n said she was sleeping over somewhere else and Octavia the same. They were always together. It all made sense. Octavia cared for y/n so deeply, she was letting anger get the best of her.

“O…” Bellamy began but someone quickly interrupted him with yelling.

“I found her! I found her! She’s over here!” Bellamys heart instantly skipped a beat and he raced over to them, Octavia next to him the whole way. They realized that she had made her way to the buried, abandoned car they found a long while ago. Bellamy was shaking at this moment, the people in front of him inside the car getting her out. Bellamy was anxious, scared, happy. So many emotions filled within him but the second he finally saw her, one emotion replaced it all.

Heartbreak.

There she was. His beautifully, stunning, gorgeous girlfriend who he loved so fucking much, dead.

Bellamy dropped to his knees and shook his head. The men laid her body in front of him. Bellamy studied her. She was gone, but god she looked so so beautiful. So peaceful. He couldn’t believe it. He shook his head once again and caressed her cold face, and closed her eyelids. He examined her body and noticed her wounds that she had managed to cover with the best of her ability. He smiled, knowing she tried her hardest to keep herself alive. But all the blood proved there was nothing she could’ve done. He got to the stick in her stomach and closed his eyes. That must’ve hurt so bad, she must’ve been in so much pain and he wasn’t there for her. He shook his head and grabbed the stick and softly pulled it out. There was no longer any blood to be bled. He wrapped the wound with his own shirt and bent down over her body, hugging her.

When he got up, he looked at everyone who was staring at her and him in sadness. He went to say something, but a hit to his chest prevented him from doing so. He looked down at Octavia who had a face full of tears. She looked so angry, so sad, so hurt. He felt bad for her. She hit him again, and then again. And then again. Kane stepped in and took ahold of her arm and pulled her back slightly.

“This is your fault!” She screamed at Bellamy. He squeezed his eyes shut, knowing she wasn’t wrong. When he opened them, Octavia was still staring at him with anger. There was a long silence, everyone just staring at the two siblings. Finally, Octavia spoke up again. “My best friend Bellamy. I hope you’re happy.” Then, she turned and left.

Bellamy knew she was angry, but for her to think he wanted this to happen? Idiotic.

“Go back to camp,” Bellamy ordered and nodded before letting tears slip out again. He turned to y/n and picked her lifeless body up. When he turned, everyone had followed his orders except Kane, Clarke, and Abby.

“We’ll get a proper burial ready tomorrow morning.” Abby nodded to Bellamy before softly grabbing Clarke to have her follow her back to camp, leaving Marcus.

“I’m sorry bud,” he put his hand on Bellamys shoulder. “Lets head back okay?”

Bellamy nodded and followed Marcus closely, look at y/n every now and then. He wanted to take in her beauty as much as possible. He only had a few hours left before she would be gone for good.

Bellamy didn’t know how to take this. He didn’t know how he was supposed to act. He didn’t know what he was supposed to say or do he didn’t know what he was going to do. Would he ever love again? Would his heart ever be healed again?

Only time would ever be able to tell.
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A/N: sorry this was so long! But this was such a fun one to write and I got a little emotional 😅😅😅😅 thank you guys who read it! Sorry for not posting as much but here’s his and I’ll go from here! I also have a special update here soon. Love you guys!!!❤️

Lapidot Moments - The Masterpost

The “Lapidot Moments” series is an ongoing project that aims to discuss all of the possible hints and evidence for the Lapidot ship.  It covers the actual episodes of Steven Universe themselves, as well as possible hints from the Crewniverse and even topics such as the use of actual Peridot and Lapis Lazuli gemstones in crystal healing.

Please don’t look at this post expecting a simple bullet-pointed list - each point is followed by a link, which will take you to a post discussing that subject.  Everything being said is therefore being backed-up with some written analysis and/or images and GIFs from the show.

This masterpost will be updated (and possibly subsequently reblogged) each time we get more Lapidot hints/episodes/evidence.  

If anyone thinks that I’ve missed anything, please do let me know!  My inbox is always open.


HINTS & EVIDENCE IN THE SHOW
In chronological order

The Return

Log Date 7 15 2

Same Old World

Barn Mates

Too Short To Ride

Beta and Back To The Moon

  • Peridot and Lapis are so happy and relaxed around each other in Beta - it’s arguably the happpiest we’ve ever seen either of them.  They’ve set up a home together, give each other some quite telling looks, and Lapis is shown to be the only Gem who has ever truly taken an interest in what Peridot likes doing: http://jenhedgehog.tumblr.com/post/150739546058/beta-lets-take-a-moment-to

The Kindergarten Kid

Video Chat

Gem Harvest

The New Crystal Gems

Room For Ruby

General analysis from various episodes


HINTS FROM THE CREW


MISCELLANEOUS

A Way to You Again: Part 4

Pairings: Bucky x Reader

Warnings: Angst, Drinking, Language

Word Count:  1283

Catch Up Here

Summary: Bucky and Y/N have been fairly successful at keeping their relationship hidden from the rest of the Avengers. That is… until Nat walks into the kitchen one night and finds Bucky kissing Y/N. While Y/N is relieved that their relationship is out in the open it soon becomes more complicated than she could have ever imagined.

Author’s Notes: Thanks to the lovely @melconnor2007 for the request. Also – happy early 18th birthday to my cousin Nicole ( @totallygroovyllama ). Thanks for being the sister I never got to have.

Sorry it’s out late – long hours at work plus a bummed out hand make things so much more difficult.

Originally posted by mebeforeyouthings

Originally posted by allthisherostuff

I opened my eyes tentatively – testing the severity of my hangover. The early morning light drifted lazily from the blinds – throwing golden bars on the bed. I groaned as my headache raged. As I looked lazily around the room I saw a glass of water and a bottle of ibuprofen on the nightstand by the bed. I gratefully grabbed the bottle and glass – throwing back two pills and washing them down hastily. I laid my head back on my pillow with a sigh as I closed my eyes – praying that the pounding in my head would subside soon. The door to the bedroom squeaked as it was opened and I casually opened one eye – just enough to see who caused the noise.

“Hey sis,” I muttered before turning from the bed and vomiting into the waste bin she had strategically placed beside it.


“Oh come on Y/N – you have to talk about it. I haven’t heard from you hardly at all in the last year… now all of a sudden you’re calling me up to meet you… no explanation. I get here and you’re drunk out of your mind and falling to pieces,” Nicole chastised as we walked down the street to get lunch. I winced as her voice grew shriller the longer she talked.

“Okay – okay…. First can we get some food? And could you possibly keep your voice down a few octaves?” I asked annoyed. She rolled her eyes and huffed to herself as we entered the warm little dinner that we always visited when we stayed at the cottage. We picked out the booth furthest away from any windows and sat comfortably in the worn leather cushions.

Nicole eyed me eagerly as the waitress brought us our menus and coffee. She was several years older than me. Where I had been a cautionary tale on what not to do through grade school she was the star pupil. I had dropped out of college after two semesters finding it to not be stimulating enough for me while she had gone on to medical school. She had a family; I had a string of unsuccessful relationships. This thought snapped me back to the present as I casually grabbed a menu and looked it up and down.

“Okay… stop bullshitting Y/N. You know that menu front to back… you’re just stalling,” she snapped as she crossed her arms in annoyance.

“Fine,” I responded as I placed the menu back on the table and motioned to the waitress that we were ready. We placed our orders and then I reluctantly turned to my sister. “First, I’m sorry I’ve been such a shit – I didn’t eat anything yesterday and the drinking, and crying that I partook in caused the hangover from hell.”

“Apology accepted,” she replied as she smiled at me. It never took us long to make up with one another. “So?” she asked raising an eyebrow.

“I started seeing someone in the Avengers… His name is Bucky Barnes.” I was interrupted by her choking on her coffee.

“Isn’t he the one that…” I cut her off before she could say another word.

“He doesn’t do that anymore,” I replied curtly. I had always been particularly defensive of Bucky since I knew him – even before we had started our romance.

“Noted,” she added apologetically as she held her hands up to me.

“Anyways… We’ve been… well I don’t know what you would call it. I guess we’ve been dating for the last five months, but we didn’t tell anyone else on the team… We wanted to make sure things actually worked between us before complicating everything,” I explained as she nodded understandingly. “The day before yesterday Nat walked in on him kissing me so we were forced to kind of let everyone know about it. I was relieved… and well we kind of… I kind of slept with him. Anyways, yesterday morning he left for a mission so I went to the gym with Nat. She proceeded to tell me that Bucky and her had an arrangement similar to ours and he only ended it five months ago… around the same time he started pursuing me… and it was just awful. I had to get away from all of it,” I paused allowing her to analyze everything I had just told her.

“Was this Nat your friend?”

“Yes… well I thought so… She said some pretty terrible things to me and I kind of… well I punched her and I am pretty sure I broke her nose,” I added awkwardly.

She raised her eyebrows in surprise, “So I’m assuming this Bucky fellow is something more than a casual thing?” This was new territory for me. I had only seriously dated one other person before and it had ended horribly. After that it was my real of thumb to not get attached. Bucky was different though – in all honestly that’s what I had refused to have sex with him at first. I needed it to be different with him.

I smiled sadly. “Honestly? I think I’m in love with him,” I muttered sadly as the waitress brought us our food. We lapsed into silence as we ate – not bringing up Bucky or the previous days.


“You know… I was thinking,” Nicole muttered as we walked amongst the different shops in town.

“About what?” I asked.

“I haven’t heard you say ‘love’ since… you know,” she paused awkwardly.

“I do know,” I responded curtly. I knew all too well. The only other time I thought I had been in love had ended up being an abusive and toxic relationship. That’s why Bucky’s lack of honesty felt like a betrayal to me. I had been down this road before, and I wasn’t willing to walk it again.

“This Bucky though… do you think that he would have told you about his relationship with Nat eventually?” She asked casually.

“Yes… I mean… I don’t really know, but I would like to think he would. It would have been better if maybe he had told me before we had slept together,” I answered bitterly.

“That’s true… I just… I don’t know. I feel like he knew he would have to tell you at some point – maybe he didn’t want to ruin what he had with you?” she asked tentatively. I shot her a glance as I thought it over. “Hey! I’m just saying maybe there is more to the story!” she added defensively as she raised her hands up at me. “Have you at least talked to him?”

“No,” I responded curtly.

“So basically you cut and ran as soon as you found out?”

I spun on my heel at this so I could turn to look at her face to face. “I don’t want to be manipulated anymore. I needed time and distance to think before I hear him out,” I responded snappily.

“Okay Okay. Remember you called me to try to help you through this, and that’s what I’m doing.”

I sighed as I rubbed my throbbing temples with my fingers. “I know… I’m sorry. I just… I don’t know. Can we go back to the cottage?” I asked wearily. The intensity of my headache had gone through the rough and all I wanted was to lay down and rest for a bit longer now that I had eaten.

“Whatever you want kiddo,” she smiled as we hooked arms and walked back to the cottage side-by-side.

I wanted Bucky there more than anything, but my own fear left me paralyzed. He would have to make the first move if he did really care, because regardless of his intentions for not telling me – this mess was his making. 


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kevin day: quotes to prove why i love him/will protect him (faves/most heartbreaking for me are bold)
  • “I’m not good enough to play on the same court as a champion.” “True, but irrelevant.”
  • “Where the court is, Kevin is. He can’t exist without it.”
  • “You.” Neil said at last. Kevin pulled at his racquet again, and this time Neil let go. “Tell me I can have your game.”
  • Kevin was more demanding of himself than he was of anyone around him. He set his standards impossibly high and tried for them with everything he had, and he didn’t understand why others wouldn’t do the same.
  • “I brought him here.” Wymack said. “He showed up at my hotel room at the winter banquet with his hand a bloody mess. He didn’t want us to notify the Ravens or take him to a hospital, so Abby bandaged him up as best she could and I put him on the bus back to South Carolina with us.”
  • “Fuck you cripple.” Across the room, Kevin’s face went white. “What did you call me?” “I called you a dead-weight has been.” Neil said. Kevin was out of his chair so fast he knocked it over. 
  • “You said he would come for you.” “I didn’t know it would be like this.” “Liar.” Andrew said, and Kevin flinched. 
  • “Help me.” Kevin said, almost a whisper. 
  • “Do you even remember how to smile?” Matt asked. Kevin glared at him. 
  • “Morning sunshine.” Matt said with exaggerated cheer. “Fuck you.” Kevin said. Dan yawned into her hand. “Glad to see youre still a morning person.” “Fuck you too.”
  • The audience cheered their hearts out, delighted by Kathy’s surprise, but they weren’t quite loud enough to drown out Kevin’s soft voice at  Neil’s side. The words sounded like a desperate prayer.
  • He ended up with his thigh pressed against Neil’s, hard enough Neil could feel him trembling. 
  • Abby jogged the last couple of steps to Kevin and crushed him in a fierce embrace. Kevin held onto her for dear life 
  • “Dont rely on something as insubstantial as a miracle,” Kevin said. “You won’t win anything by standing around. Finish getting changed and get down to the court.” “One day I want you to look up ‘insensitivity’ in the dictionary,” Matt said, annoyed. “I’m sure it’ll do your ego wonders to see your picture printed there beside it.”
  • Kevin had a knee hugged to his chest and his face hidden in the fold of his arm. His knuckles were white where his hand was clenched into a fist. Neil didn’t think it was the bus that was making Kevin shake like that. 
  • Wymack pulled a bottle of vodka out of the bag and put it down beside Kevin. “You have ten seconds to inhale as much of this as you can. I’m timing you. Go.” It was alarming how much a man could drink when he needed an emotional crutch. Wymack had to pry the bottle from Kevin’s desperate fingers afterward. 
  • The noise Kevin made at his side was worse
  • Kevin stared at him a few seconds longer, then got out of his chair almost fast enough to take the whole table with him. Abby was at his side in a heartbeat, expression pinched with worry. Kevin couldn’t seem to manage words, but he gestured for her to follow. 
  • Kevin was silent for an endless minute, then said, “You should be  Court.” It was barely a whisper, but it cut Neil to the bone. It was a resentful goodbye to the bright future Kevin had wanted for Neil. Kevin recruited Neil because he believed in  Neil’s potential. He brought him to the Foxes intending to make a star athlete out of him. Despite his condescending attitude and his dismissals of Neil’s best efforts Kevin honestly expected Neil to make the national team after graduation.
  • “Will you still teach me?” Neil asked. “Kevin was quiet again, but not for long this time. “Every night.”
  • “Can you do this, Kevin?” Abby asked, searching his face for any sign he was okay. “Can you play?” “If I am breathing, I can play.” Kevin said. “This is my game too.”
  • “I’m satisfied.” Kevin said. It was the last response any of the Foxes expected from him. They forgot about Riko in favor of gaping at Kevin. “Not with their score or performance, but with their spirit. I was right. There’s more than enough here for me to work with.”
  • Even Kevin was going to come out of this on top. He wasn’t going to fade into obscurity like Tetsuji and Riko thought he would; he would ride the Foxes’ resurgence to the top and reclaim his place in the spotlight.
  • “Do you have my ticket?” “You’re not going.”
  • “I know what he’s like,” Kevin said. Neil looked at him but Kevin was studying his hands. “Riko. If you want to talk.”
  • “It is not a switch you turn on and off. You of all people know this.” Kevin finally pushed Neil off him, but he didn’t try to get past  Neil. “You did not grow up with him. You do not get to judge me.”
  • “Good thing you’re not there anymore.” “Jean still is.”
  • Kevin recoiled so hard he slammed into the wall behind him. He clapped a protective hand over his own tattoo. 
  • Kevin had his elbow on the windowsill and his face in his hand. “I’ll tell them so you don’t have to.” Kevin gestured with his free hand: “Get out” or “I don’t care” but not “Don’t you dare.” He didn’t say anything; Neil didn’t think he could. 
  • Kevin was sitting on his bed, one knee tucked to his chest, as he stared dully into the distance. Neil sat cross-legged on the end of the bed and waited. It didn’t take long. Kevin propped his chin on his knee and said, “How do you do it?” Kevin flicked his fingers as if frustrated by his own vagueness and said, “After everything that’s happened this year, after Riko and your father and the FBI and knowing Lord Ichirou has found out about you, why aren’t you afraid?”
  • Kevin choked on his first denial. His second attempt was hoarse with disbelief. “Don’t joke about such things .” Neil stared back at Kevin in silence until Kevin flinched and took a half-step back. 
  • Neil felt cold all over watching him, but he didn’t know if it was fear that Kevin was going to injure himself again or awe. He’d always known Kevin was the best, but he’d almost forgotten what Kevin used to be like at his peak. 
  • “Did you know I’ve never been skiing? I’d like to try it one day, though.”
  • Kevin didn’t slow or look around on his way to the locker room, and he pushed right past his celebrating teammates in the foyer. He dropped his helmet and gloves on his way across the changing room and caught hold of the edge of the sink. He swayed a bit like his legs wanted to give out from under him and his hands were trembling so violently Neil could see it from the doorway. Instead of falling he leaned forward and pressed his forehead to the mirror. “We’re all going to die.” Kevin said at last. “No we’re not.” Neil said. Kevin thought about that for a minute, then straightened. After staring at his reflection for an age he lifted his hand and covered his tattoo on the glass. The result sent an odd tremor along Kevin’s shoulders. Neil didn’t know if it was approval or fear. All that mattered was that Kevin nodded and turned back to them. He looked at Neil first, then Andrew. “We have a lot of work to do.” 
  • Kevin was too busy soaking in the joy of being back on Trojan territory. His contented expression was at complete odds with the nerves and dread evident on his teammates’ faces. Neil wanted to tell him to tone it down, but he couldn’t remember the last time he’d seen Kevin in a good mood. 
  • “Interesting” was too tame a word for the look in Kevin’s eyes. The smile that finally slipped free and curved his lips was hungry. 
  • Now that number was gone, covered up by the jet-black image of a chess piece. Neil’s knowledge of chess was hazy at best, but he knew for sure that wasn’t a king. “You did it,” Neil said, too stunned to manage anything else. “Let Riko be King,” Kevin said, with the exaggerated enunciation of the thoroughly sloshed. “Most coveted, most protected. He’ll sacrifice every piece he has to protect his throne. Whatever. Me?” Kevin gestured again, meaning to indicate himself but too drunk to get his hand higher than his waist. “I’m going to be the deadliest piece on the board.”
  • “Fuck him,” Kevin said, sliding a little further down the door. “Fuck all of them. Waste of time to be angry. They should be afraid.” 
  • Kevin dragged his stare back to Wymack’s face and said, “and my father comes to all of my games. That is enough.” On Wymack’s other side, Abby’s gaze softened. Wymack’s jaw worked for a moment before he could say in an even tone, “Your mother would be proud of you.” “Not just me.” Kevin said in a rare bout of humanity. 
  • Before he stepped on Kevin tapped the butt of his racquet against the floor and passed his stick to his other hand. He stroked to half-court head high and left-handed and the crowd went wild. 
BTS reaction to you dancing in the rain

Requested by anon. I had to tweak the request just a little bit. I hope you dont mind and that its still good! Enjoy :)


MASTERLIST


JIN

You are crazy you know that?” Jin smiled at you and shook his head when you came back inside. He dried your hair using a towel “Crazy but cute” he would say ruffling your hair with the towel. He wouldn’t tell you but he watched you dance in the rain and he committed the image in his memory for when times got difficult. “Go dry up and I will make soup for you” the mom in him would say. “Yes mother” you tease him. He would graciously bow and take that as a complement.

Originally posted by myloveseokjin


YOONGI

Y/N, if you get sick I am not taking care of you” he threatened when he saw you dancing around in the rain. He stopped to watch you for a second and his mind went blank for a second. He couldn’t help but smile. He slapped himself to come to his senses.“Y/n I am serious, if you don’t come in I am locking you out” he threatened. When you ignored him, he did lock you out. “I told you so babe” he said when you tried to open the door. After a few minutes he did open the door because he loved you too much to let you get sick.

Originally posted by bfnochu


HOSEOK

Hoseok saw you dancing in the rain happily and decided to join in because it looked fun. “I am not much of a rain person but I couldn’t miss this opportunity” he said. Before you could react he kissed you out of nowhere. When you looked him puzzled he laughed. “You have no idea how pretty you look right now” he said making you blush. You knew he was turning on his charm, so to throw him off you splashed water on him. From then it was a full on water fight, but with rain water.

Originally posted by yourhopeyourangeeel


NAMJOON

Namjoon didn’t want you to be dancing in the rain because he didn’t want you to get sick. But you looked way too happy for him to stop you. “Oh my god, I just realized I am dating a crazy person” he teased when you got back. But that did not stop him from telling you how bad it was for you to get wet in the rain. “Babe do you know that you could get pneumonia if you stay out in the rain too long?” You knew how the conversation was going to go, so you snatched the towel from his hand and ran to the bathroom and locked yourself in. He just shook his head at you and continued with what he was doing.

Originally posted by rapmunstar


JIMIN

He watched as you moved in the rain. He stared at you in awe. His heart beat fast and his cheeks were slightly flushed. His breath caught in his throat. “Wow” was the only word that came out as he watched you jump around in the rain. Soon he realized that you could catch a fever, so he called you inside. “Jagi, why are you so cute?” he would ask you. “Why do you love torturing me?” Because you let me” you whispered in his ear. His face flushed even more red and he would be lying if he said he wasn’t just a little bit turned on.

Originally posted by minblush


TAEHYUNG

You were jumping around in the puddles slashing water everywhere. Taehyung joined in. You both laughed as you jumped around splashing water on each other by trying to jump the highest. He saw and stopped because his heart skipped a beat. He took out his phone and captured a photo of you. He stared at his phone while a smile graced his lips.“Tae what are you doing?” you asked. He shook his head and started chasing you around again as if nothing had happened. If only you knew how hard he was trying to make the butterflies go away.

Originally posted by taehanstic-baby


JUNGKOOK

Are you having fun?”he asked you. You might have been a little to happy because you slipped. He laughed as he saw you fall. You looked up at him and glared. He realized he was supposed to help you up. As he helped you up, you pulled him down with you. You both looked at each other and burst into laughter. He didn’t know what overcame him but he kissed you on the cheek. “You are too adorable” he pinched your cheeks. “I cant really believe I am dating a weirdo like you though” he teased again, earning a punch to the arm.

Originally posted by joeguk



Have a lovely day everyone :)

Love

Gia

Unintentional Chapter Six: New Secrets

Chapter Summary: You and Jensen finally get some clarity on how you really feel about each other. Things with Misha take a turn.

A/N: Brace yourself. Just….brace yourself. Also, if you’re on my tag list, please take the time to read the message down by the tags!!

Pairing: Jensen x Reader, ?????

Warnings: Smut, Language.

Word Count: 2.5k

MASTERLIST

Originally posted by yourfavoritedirector

He ran a hand through your hair before pulling away.

“Get some sleep.” he whispered as he pulled you back down and held you close until you drifted to sleep.

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One thing that you loved about sleep was, that unlike most, your dreams offered you a good distraction from what was going on in your life. When things got too overwhelming, your subconscious would take you elsewhere. This time however, when you woke up, you just felt empty. You dreamt of a time when you still talked to your family, when they still wanted you around.

You took in a deep breath as your eyes fluttered open and you realized you were still in Misha’s arms; and judging by the kink in your neck, neither of you had moved all night. As your mind woke up, you began to feel sick from the memory of everything that had happened last night.

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Breach

As promised, here is a story from Bucharest! Hopefully it makes sense, and fits in with the story. Not only do I have to insert the Reader character into the scene, but I also had to adjust for the fact that Bucky has been living with the Avengers for years. I still think that Zemo’s plan will work in my version of the story.

If you have any feedback, please feel free to message me. I hope that you enjoy this story, which will lead into the bulk of the Civil War events!

TIMELINE- 2016

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You lazed in the bathtub, your favourite book in hand. Despite owning the eReader that Tony had given you, you always had a physical copy of your favourite. It was like a security blanket. And you really needed that right now.

You weren’t sure how many times you had read this book over the past week and a half. It was one of the only things that almost made you forget how far away from your loved ones you were. At least you had Bucky.

Bucky had gone out an hour before, in order to do some food shopping. You didn’t know a lick of Romanian (though you were hoping that one day Bucky might teach you), and you had been feeling so drained that Bucky insisted you stay home (home…) and try to rest. You had agreed, and had been in the tub since then.

You were starting to think about getting out and drying off when you heard a strange creak in the next room. It wasn’t Bucky. You had a hard time sensing who it was. Your emotions had been so strained, and your powers a little off in all of the stress. You would have to rely on your five senses to figure out who it was.

You slowly raised yourself out of the bath, hoping not to make too much of a splash, and wrapped your towel around yourself, tucking it at the side so it held itself up. Next you took up the kitchen knife that you had placed on the sink. Gently turning the doorknob, you opened the bathroom door as quietly as you could, and peered out into the room. A man stood by the fridge, tall and blonde. You would know that figure anywhere.

“Steve!” you cried out excitedly. You put the knife on the cramped table, and ran to him as he turned around, wrapping your arms around him. He pulled you closer and hugged you tightly, not caring that you were making his clothing wet.

“It’s so good to see you (Y/N),” Steve said. “I missed you so much.”

“I missed you too,” you replied. Now that you were in contact with Steve, his energy filled your heart, and you felt how concerned… no, scared… he was. “What’s going on?”

“Where’s Bucky?” he asked urgently, finally pulling away.

“I’m not sure. He went shopping, but I don’t know where,” you answered. “What’s going on?”

“Something happened at the UN.”

“Oh my god, is Nat ok?”

“She’s fine,” Steve replied. He was glad of that at least. “But there were a lot of injuries. The King of Wakanda was killed.”

You were shocked, and confused. “Why are you here Steve? Can we go home?”

“Get dressed, and I’ll explain.”

You nodded. “Could you… turn around? The bathroom is tiny, so I get dressed out here.”

“Of course,” Steve smiled awkwardly, turning back to the fridge. As he busied himself flicking through some of the restaurant menus and studying the candy bars Bucky had stashed on top of the fridge, you dropped your towel and got dressed as quickly as you could. You knew he wouldn’t turn until you told him it was ok.

You had just put your shirt on when you felt Bucky’s presence. Despite your powers malfunctioning recently, you could always sense him. And he was worried. Again, scared would be an appropriate word.

“I’m done,” you told Steve absent mindedly, and opened the front door, seeing Bucky on the other side, pulling keys from his pocket. His hood was up, and he had much less shopping than you were expecting. What is going on?

“Get inside quickly (Y/N),” Bucky said urgently, and you obliged. He followed you in, closing and locking the door behind him.

When he saw Steve, he smiled, but you knew he wasn’t happy.

“It wasn’t me Steve,” he said, putting the small amount of shopping he had done on the table.

“I know Buck,” Steve replied. You looked between the two of them, still in the dark. The mounting sense of fear in the room though was telling you that whatever they were talking about was serious.

“Wait…” you said quietly. “The UN was attacked…”

“A bomb was set off outside the building,” Bucky filled you in.

“And the man who did it looked an awful lot like Bucky,” Steve continued.

“What!?”

Bucky riffled through the shopping bag and pulled out a newspaper, holding it out to you. You couldn’t read much, but you saw the words James Buchanan Barnes and UN. There was a photo of someone who looked a great deal like your husband on the front, walking suspiciously past a white van. The date was from the day before.

“This isn’t you… the eyes are wrong…” you muttered quietly. “It’s obvious.”

“To you maybe,” he replied. “But most people don’t know my eyes that well. Even I was thrown by it. I thought they used an old photo of me at first.”

There was silence, until you finally asked, “Is trouble coming?”

Steve tensed more than he already was. “Yes. Sharon Carter told me. They’re coming for Bucky, and they know you’ve been staying here.”

“How?” you asked, surprised.

“I don’t know. But they do. Hopefully I got here soon enough. Pack what you need, we have to get out of here now.”

You got to work immediately. You could part with most of the possessions that you had brought with you. You placed your book and eReader into a small bag, and Bucky put in the journal that he had recently started keeping.

Steve lifted his shield from next to the fridge. You hadn’t even seen it there, so distracted by the sudden appearance of your best friend. “We don’t have any weapons Steve,” you reminded him.

“I know. Sam has them in the Quinjet,” he replied.

“Wasn’t it risky to fly that here?” Bucky asked, rushing around the apartment to make sure all of the essentials were packed.

“They already knew you were here, and I needed to get here first.”

“What’s Tony’s take on all of this?” you asked, swinging your bag over your shoulder.

“I don’t really know. We haven’t talked since it happened. But it’s too dangerous to go to him. He signed the Accords, and they are now in effect. He’s legally bound to uphold them. UN attack aside, Bucky is wanted for question relating to his Hydra days. And (Y/N)…” Steve faltered.

“I’m going to be imprisoned, until I can control the powers I have never been able to properly control…” you replied glumly.

Bucky put a hand on your shoulder and squeezed it comfortingly. “Alright, let’s get to the Quinje-” Steve stopped suddenly, and placed his finger against his ear. “Damn, I thought we had more time.”

“What’s happening?” Bucky asked. The fear in the room swelled.

“They’re surrounding the building.”

You heard a distant thump. “They’ve breached it,” Steve muttered. “Out the window I guess…”

You all moved to the window that Steve must have entered through, looking out. There weren’t many escape options for you. “I think you’re forgetting that I’m not 100% Super Soldier. There is no way I can make it over to that roof, or climb down the building.”

“Sam,” Steve spoke, earpiece clearly in place. “We need you to pick (Y/N) up, now.”

You looked out the window again with apprehension, waiting for Sam to arrive, when you heard a bang at the front door. It wasn’t a knock. “They’re breaking down the door!” you exclaimed.

“Sam!” Steve shouted. But there was no more time to wait, as your door collapsed inward. Too many police officers to count were outside ready to take you into custody. They were well armed, while you and Bucky had nothing but your fists. Bucky could use his arm if necessary, but what the hell were you supposed to do?

“What do we do?” you asked nervously.

“We hold them off til Sam gets here,” Steve replied, shield at the ready.

“Come on Sam,” you whispered, watching the officers apprehensively approaching you. You shifted into a defensive stance, and tried to keep your fear in check.

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anonymous asked:

Ok so YES I love the long distance internet friends au but consider! Long distance wrong number au

honestly anon, thank you so much for this tonight. 

i took long distance and made it loooooong distance to the point where it probably doesn’t make sense, but ~~suspension of disbelief~~

texts between adrien and the mystery person (wow i wonder who) are in italics because theyre in french. also i didnt want to bother anyone so ‘numéro inconnu’ is from google translate so im sorry for….that

finally i tried to streamline how i do texts for this just because the way i do texts is usually a lot clunkier? so it looks more like wanna chat but isnt in like….the contact names are still what the other person would see? like when it says pretty boy thats ninos contact name for adrien and—

frick just tell me if its too confusing and tell me how to fix it im really tired

[on ao3 in case the read more is a butt and wont open]


2:51 PM
unknown number: Did this work?????
unknown number: a;slkdfjadj its me btw
unknown number: I mean duh its me who else would it be
unknown number: If you screenshot this conversation al I swear to go d Ill kill you

Adrien squints at his phone. Not only does he not know this number, but the text are in French. That’s…unusual. He thinks that it’s a lucky coincidence that his father is from France and insisted he learned the language before replying.

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