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Eyes Closed (Bucky x reader)

Requests:

  • Don’t suppose you could do a part two for I can prove it I really loved it
  • Hi! I loved i can prove it! Do you think you can do a second part? Some fluff and a ton of angst?

Warnings: descriptions of torture; mention of being shot; crying

This fic can be read alone! Alternatively, you can read part one here.

Here’s part two of I Can Prove It, which I wrote for @bucky-plums-barnes‘s 8,000 followers writing challenge. I hope you enjoy! This can be read as a standalone, however if you’d like better context then I’ve linked part one above :)

Requests and tag list are open!


He had never felt such burning pain in his life. Years of beatings and torture had never come close to the agony of iron drilling into his skull as his screams became hoarse and dry. Bucky tried so hard to keep them out, to stop the pain from taking over, his mind conjuring images of the only light he could remember. This was to save her. He had to endure this so that she didn’t have to, and that was enough for him to further tighten his fists and keep the tears in his eyes from falling. The drills neared closer to his brain, threatening to pierce the flesh as a searing heat flooded his senses like fire inside his head. He could only scream, closing his eyes as if not being able to see them would stop it all.


Bucky shot up, the covers that had previously embraced him now lay crumpled on the floor as cool air crawled across his skin. It took a few deep breaths before he became accustomed to reality, the pain simmering to a dull ache. He sighed, running his metal fingers through the hair that lay matted on his head, slick with sweat; these nights had become all too familiar.

When Bucky’s memories began to return to him, he had been ecstatic. Of course, that meant the memories of those 70 years, of hurt and sadness and death; but it almost meant he could remember the years before that. He would close his eyes and see flashes of red dresses and bright city lights, of carnivals and dance halls and something of a childhood innocence. It was as if he could go back to those times and forget everything that came after. Until he remembered her.

The pictures of his youth dwindled, leaving behind the emptiness that consumed him when she entered his mind, like a film playing on repeat behind his eyelids. He couldn’t escape it; the hue of her skin, the shine of her Y/E/C eyes, the curve of her lips that he so rarely saw yet so often craved.

It didn’t hurt so much at first. When he finally remembered her, he had gone to Steve and cried with joy as he told him everything, and most importantly, realised that he could get her back. The whole team spent weeks searching for her, every known Hydra base was a possible location as they scoured any and all information they had on where she might be. If there was a possibility that Bucky could get his life back, could find happiness again, then they would do anything to make it happen.

He still remembers the day they found her.


Tony scanned the room, finding Bucky surrounded by piles of documents that were scattered around his desk. Bucky glanced up as he heard the door creak open, smiling at Tony and gathering a few of the papers in his arms. “Look, Tony! I found these old files, there’s more information on some of the Hydra bases and I think she might-“

“Buck. We found her.” Tony’s jaw clenched, although this went unnoticed by Bucky as he dropped the bundles of paper and stepped backward in shock.

“You… you found her? I can see her again? God, Tony, I… I’m gonna see her again!”

Bucky’s cheeks ached from smiling, but he didn’t care. He couldn’t care. He was finally getting Y/N back and, maybe, things were going to be okay again. 

It wasn’t until he saw the solemn glare on Tony’s face that the smile faltered, hands thoughtlessly ringing themselves together and panic running hot in his veins. “Tony? What is it? I’m gonna see her again, right?”

Tony looked down, unable to meet Bucky’s eyes and trying to keep tears from escaping his own at the sight of the broken man before him.

“I’m sorry, Buck.”


Y/N Y/L/N was dead.

He didn’t believe it at first. She couldn’t be dead, not when he needed her. He continued to search for her, locking himself in his room and sifting through the endless files that eventually began to smother him. In the end, the results were all the same. Every time he thought he’d gotten closer to finding her, alive, he was met with another documentation of her death. She had died in an attempt to escape Hydra, shot on site as she ran from the base, and it only scarred Bucky further to read those same words over and over again.

It took time, but Bucky came to accept what had happened. He no longer saw the flash of red dresses or the bright city lights when he closed his eyes. He only saw her, only saw darkness, and it consumed him.


Bucky kept his eyes cast downward, admiring the blanket of copper leaves that pathed the ground beneath his feet. He had learned to appreciate the little things in life, finding a snippet of solace in the bite of a cold autumn morning as he made his way through the park he had become so familiar with. On days like these, when the noise in his head became too loud, he liked to wander past the trees and flowers that painted the area, losing himself within the nature. Sitting on his usual bench, Bucky allowed himself to relax, feeling more vulnerable than ever as he let his emotions run free rather than pushing them away. He was startled out of his thoughts by the rustling of leaves, glancing towards the person who had sat beside him. She looked straight at him, shock shining across her features which was soon mirrored by his own. It was her. It was Y/N, sat beside him on a park bench and looking just as beautiful as he remembered her.

“I found you.”

It couldn’t be her. It couldn’t; but those eyes and that voice were so goddamn familiar that a sob ripped from Bucky’s throat as he heard her speak for the first time in years. It was so soft, so delicate, almost afraid and yet so powerful. Bucky could only choke back the tears that hadn’t yet fallen, resting his palms on her equally stained cheeks. “I don’t understand- I don’t- how are you here? You died! You died, a-and you left me and-“

Y/N simply shook her head, wiping the tears from beneath Bucky’s eyes. “I faked it, James. I made them think I was dead after they shot me. They, God,  just left me there to rot, but after they went away I managed to get as far away as I could and I- I built a life for myself, Buck. I got a job, and a house, and then I saw you on the TV and I knew I had to find you. It hurt so much to be away from you.”

For the first time in months, a crooked smile broke out across Bucky’s face. After so long, after so much pain, she was here in his arms and she was okay. He hugged her, burying his face in her neck and knowing that after all this time, he wouldn’t be empty any longer, and he could close his eyes again.


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3, 2, 1… a fear submitted by Dell to Deep Dark Fears - thanks!

My new book “The Creeps” is available now from your local bookstore, Amazon, Barnes & Noble, Book Depository, iBooks, IndieBound, and wherever books are sold. You can find more information here.

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I was told by several friends and tumblr users that my Fisher the Voidfish cosplay from The Adventure Zone was being shared uncredited via pintrest and tumblr, so I hurried to put out my big compilation post faster than I usually do. I would very much appreciate it if everyone could reblog this version of the post, instead of any other post floating around that doesn’t correctly credit the costume back to me!! As an artist and a fan, it was incredibly hurtful that this happened. Although the original reposter has apologized profusely for this and properly credited me afterwards, it’s incredibly difficult to undo the damage that results from the reposting of any uncredited image in a large fandom. 

All photos in this post are taken by either myself, scribblesafterdark, or by cowbuttcrunchies!! My darling Magnus is the other half of cowbuttcrunchies. I would also like to take this time to shoutout to my friend automb, who provided endless support with this costume and helped me with cutting and trimming all the tentacles on Fisher’s dress. They also made Junior for me under my guidance, while I was going nutso over the rest of the costume. 

Thank you again to everyone who commented and tagged me on the other post, and I hope that everyone reblogs this version instead!!! As usual, more information about my work process will be under the cut, so if you’re interested in that kind of thing, read on! 💙 

Keep reading

My favorite things in a fanfiction

• When one sits on the others lap for any non-sexual reason.
• One of them is cooking and the other wraps their arms around their waist.
• Comfort cuddles
• When one of them is insecure and the other refuses to let them think of themselves that way.
When one of them is an angry ball of rage and will only be calm and happy when their s/o is around.
• Band AUs.
Kissing and then being picked up so their legs are wrapped around the others waist.
One of them is a jock and will always give their team jacket to the other.
• 5 + 1 (these depend on the topic).
• Comfort during an anxiety/panic attack.
• Coffeeshop AUs.
• Morning cuddling.
College AUs
Small one wearing tall one’s clothes.
When one of them is asexual and the other one hundred percent respects that and will do anything to make them feel comfortable.
• Sick fics.
• Saying “I love you” without directly saying it.
High school AUs.
• Friends playing matchmaker.
• Falling for the best friends brother/sister
• WHEN NEITHER OF THEM DIE.
• Youtuber AUs.
• One is a cinnamon roll that needs protection and the other is a brutal rebel and if anyone hurts their cinnamon roll they will destroy them (if you’re familar with my posts, you know how much I love this one).
• Meeting the parents and the parents are so accepting of the relationship.
• Friends noticing hickies and embarrassment ensues.
• Jealousy
• Saying their first “I love you”.
• Height difference cuteness where one of them is super short and their s/o will always pick them up to make them eye level.
• When they get locked in and that forces them to confess.
• Sloppy make outs.
When the relationship is already established.
When one of them comes back from a long trip and the other one picks them up from the airport/train station/bus stop and they have a big reunion scene.
When one of them is scared to fall in love but ends up loving the other too much and so when they kiss for the first time they just say “fuck it” and freaking go for it.

• (since I keep seeing people add it and I enjoy it on occasion as well) Fake dating. 

And that’s it so far. I’ll most likely add more to this list later. Feel free to add your own. : )

Also I made this to help out any struggling fanfic writers, hope you like the ideas.
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i just read the entire series today and i fell in love so fucking fast that i decided to make a post dedicated to me gushing over it

anyways guys for the love of god PLEASE read this series, volumes are being sold at Barnes and Noble and its also online! its so good and i cant believe people are sleeping on it

@evilmarguerite i hope i did ur amazing series justice!!

wanna one reacting to you not being able to solve a rubix cube

lai guanlin: *takes it from you and solves it in 5.283 seconds*

lee daehwi: *winces every time you make a wrong move* no, no, you do it. oooOOOHHShhllkjeouch *body contortions bc he wants you to do it on your own but struggles to keep his pain inside*

bae jinyoung: *jumps around to hype you up to keep trying* *would probably accidentally smack the cube out the window when you’re finally on the edge of solving it*

park woojin: *peels off stickers to help you “solve” the rubix*

park jihoon: honey. you. can. do. this. dont. you. dare. give. up. now. OR SO HELP ME GOD I- *incoherent mumbling* *goes to write a paper on how much he believes in you*

kang daniel: *grabs his pompoms* babe, let’s go let’s go!! YOU GOT THIS! GIVE ME AN R! U! B! I! X! *cue jumping splits* *cue deathscream*

kim jaehwan: just give up already.

ong seongwoo: bitch, what the fuck, give that to me. *4.6 hours later* bitch, what the fuck.

hwang minhyun: *does everything to stimulate your mind while you try to solve it* *head massages* *makes you do yoga* ok sweetie, so if you could just wrap your leg around your forehead for me, that would be gr8

ha sungwoon: *his mom always said almonds are good for thinking so he stuffs as many as he can into your mouth* shhh shh, don’t fight it *keeps putting more in despite the fact they’re not even staying in your mouth anymore*

yoon jisung: *claps through the entirety of your struggle*

How Dan and Phil probably broke up #61
  • <p> <b>Phil:</b> I still haven't figured out a name for our son :/<p/><b>Dan:</b> Oh but I've already named him<p/><b>Phil:</b> really? wha-<p/><b>Dan:</b> no, shrek, don't touch that you'll get hurt, son<p/></p>
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I wanted to give my intake at the whole “Lance with Keith jacket” so I did a little doodle of Lance, then I though about the possibility that the show follow, even if for a brief time, the old Voltron(so Keith became the black paladin, Lance the red ones and Allura the blue) and things … got sidetracked. 

And with that I mean “I’m inking, but there are four - or they were five? - minicomic and It’s a bit boring, but I’m drawing Pissed Keith, So Done Shiro, and Matt Meeting Lance, so whatever. I’m going to finish them, I hope”.

Commission 

Mystic Messenger Shitty List of Blogs [20.05.2017]

Okkay! I hope it’s at least a bit useful! Here some basic info:

  • Mind that I don’t know all the blogs that exist, no one sent me any links so I assumed that you trust me lol.
  • Some blogs I may have not included because they’re no longer active (max 2 weeks since the last update).
  • I also tend to avoid blogs that reblog much much much more than post their own stuff, keep that in mind as well~
  • The blogs may include other fandoms/kind of content as well! The list may include SFW blogs along with NSFW. No one forces you to follow a thing, but if you click the link and see… well, things… I’m sorry but innocent;;
  • THE LIST IS SHITTY, NOT THE BLOGS, DON’T HATE ME, I’M NOT OFFENDING ANYONE ;____;

Scenario/Headcanon/such blogs:

@yandereshit (of course XD)
@mysticalmistake
@sae-you-sae-me
@mysme-fics
@mixedscenarios
@chibinekochan
@saeranoppa
@r-f-a-scenarios
@soft707
@rikas-fanfiction-association
@mystic-head-canons
@did-you-mean-mistake-messenger
@mysme-hcs
@messymysticheadcanons
@rfaimagining
@mysticwhatnow
@mysmegifscenarios (as the title says!)
@crying-saeyoung
@mysmespoo
@error-seven-zero-seven-error
@zen-is-bae
@jumindoesisgay
@mystic-messengerheadcanons
@mysticwriting
@mystic-messenger-writing
@the-rfa-needs-smiles
@the-rfa-needs-hugs
@missthingmessenger
@707andunknownimagines
@mysticmessingupmylife
@mystic-messenger-scenarios
@mysmessmistake
@mmscum
@promiscuous-jalapeno
@mess-messenger
@rfa-mystic

Art blogs:

@complexwish
@talentlessartblog
@oortcloud-art
@vinabinn
@emmamjj
@alletsiva 
@zoecam37
@eori-namo
@starryshelter

Roleplay blogs:

@mysticcookierp
@askvampirerfa
@askdemonsaeran
@asksaeranchoi

Others:

MysMe AU week: @rfaauweek
MysMe Vanderweek ♥: @vanderweek
Spam Bot What: @mysticmessengerspambot
Quotes: @mysticmessengerincorrectquotes
Official Cheritz blog: @cheritzteam

we all had that one friend who wasn’t allowed to read books because of their devil religion amiright

The Fic Writer’s Beatitudes

Blessed are the readers, for theirs is the archive.

Blessed are the betas: for they help us write the stories we see in our hearts.
Blessed are they that kudo, for they reassure us that someone likes what we’ve done.
Blessed are the rebloggers and reccers, for they help the readers find our work.
Blessed are they which leave comments on a WIP that say something other than “write more please”: for they comfort us when we feel taken for granted.
Blessed are the commenters; for their words bring us joy.
Blessed are the loyal fans, for they keep the fandom alive.
Blessed are the fan artists, for they bring our worlds to life before our eyes.
Blessed are they which read an entire long fic and comment each chapter, for the string of comment notifications fills the writer’s heart with delight.
Blessed are ye, who rec our fics in public and tag us, for seeing that we made somebody squee is the light in our days.
Rejoice, and be exceeding glad; for great is your reward in fandom.

Here’s a thought

*This post has spoilers from Zelda botw, the divine beasts.*

So I was doing the boss battle for Divine beast Naboris (the Thunderblight) and I noticed that this was the only Blight I couldn’t beat by just stuffing them with arrows. In fact arrows were completely useless against them. 

That got me thinking. 

Wouldn’t a Blight with this fighting style be better against Revali, who’s primary weapon is a bow, instead of Urbosa? It seemed like an odd choice on Gannon’s part. Then I realised, the Tunderblight fights with a short sword and shield, which is the exact weapons that Urbosa fought with and that you get given after defeating the divine beast. Then I realised, it’s the exact same for every other divine beast. 

Mipha excels at fighting with a spear, the Waterblight also fights with a spear.

 Daruk fights with a heavy weapon, which for Link to carry requires two hands but I’m pretty sure Daruk could handle with one. 

Which would again match the Fireblight’s weapon.

Revali fights with a bow and the Windblight’s main weapon also fire’s projectiles at you. Heck it even copies Revali’s Gale in creating it’s own tornadoes. 

Even the Thunderblight can summon lighting just like Ubosa’s fury. Along with the same weapons as I mentioned before.

Gannon’s not fighting fire with water. He’s fighting fire with fire. He’s copied the four champions and created better versions of them. Better versions that could defeat them in their acclaimed strongest skill. The skill that supposedly no one else could beat them in.

He’s humiliating them. 

Revali is no longer the best bowman “even among the Rito”. Mipha’s spearmanship “in a class all its own” has met it’s match. And because the champions lacked the diversity of using a range of different weapons they couldn’t counter the overwhelming strength with a different style. It’s almost as if Gannon is teaching them a lesson. Not to be too overconfident in their own skill. After all “Jack of all trades, master of none, but is oftentimes better than master of one.” Which Is why you (Link) have a much better chance at defeating them.

So does that shed new light on Gannon’s character? 

You probably new at least half of this already. Anyway thanks for reading if you made it to the end. 

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“You pray,” the man said, and barked a laugh. He glanced at Cassian. “He’s praying for the door to open.”

“Pray I get a chance to work,” Cassian murmured, but both men seemed to ignore him. 

Chirrut stopped his chant abruptly. “It bothers him,” he said, “because he knows it is possible.”

Chirrut’s partner laughed again. The sound was brief and ugly, but Chirrut only shrugged and told Cassian, “Baze Malbus was once the most devoted Guardian of us all.”

Baze Malbus. Cassian ran the name through his mental database and came up empty. “Now he’s just your guardian?” he asked.

Neither man took the bait. 

From the Rogue One: A Star Wars Story novelization by Alexander Freed

Okay so this idea popped into my head you guys and I had to.

i am currently very tired it is quite late (1 AM) but this just really needed to happen because my sleepy tired brain said OH HELL YES to this idea and here we are. Im not great at Chibi okay, just leave me be. Also I included Robin because I fuckin love that guy and his work he’s a marvelous human being

It’s also 16 million subs time, which mean probably like five people will actually see my crazed doodle (hello!), so if you don’t think that its absolute crap (I do) drop a like. -scroll on if you don’t want to read about my jack experience, mmkay? Thanks, have fun on tumblr!-

I found Jack at about 3 mil, but the first video I watched was his 1 mil subscriber Draw my Life. He was adorable, and Irish, and I was intruiged. At the time, he was uploading the Deadpool series, and it had just started. So I watched that. And Bully. And all of Stranded Deep, Subnautica, Sims 4, and The Escapists, in a week or so. I loved the energy and spirit that he had, though, to me, he wasn’t all that loud haha.

Flash forward to now, (three? it’s about three, maybe four) years later, and I’m off to college. I still watch Jack daily, usually both videos. Only one if it’s horror, lol, I’m a baby and can’t handle the scares. I still love his energy and spirit, and I appreciate how Jack has matured and grown along with the channel. I hope to continue to watch his content for as long as he makes it.

Oh wow are you still reading this…uh…not sure how to end it… hi? Thank you for taking your time to read this, have a good rest of your day/night in this tag!

yes i know that the can has wrong perspective shut up it’s one in the morning and im trying to draw cut me some slack okay thanks