i just want to know im capable of someone loving me

What’s Not To Love?

(Ascendant/Rising Sign!)

Aries Rising: Your confidence radiates onto everyone around you and you brighten every room with your fun-loving outlook on life. We can tell you know exactly what you want and can do anything you set your mind to, and it motivates us all to follow in your footsteps. Admirably, you seem know where you’re going and what you want your life to be in 10 years while we’re still trying to figure out what we’re doing next week. You’re everyone’s motivation to try harder and make stuff happen! Independent, smart, popular and optimistic - what’s not to love about an Aries Rising?

Taurus Rising: How do you stay so level headed at all times? We wish we had the ability to stop, think and come up with a great solution to anything like you can. You’re so easy-going and calm, it’s comforting to us and our hot heads. The way you have such set in stone opinions and aren’t afraid to share them is amazing to us; we can never just decide on something so confidently and stick with it. Your grass always seems so much greener, how do you do it? You’re always so generous, content and beautiful in everything you do. Patient, stunning, strong-willed and loyal - what’s not to love about a Taurus Rising?

Gemini Rising: You always know exactly what to say, I swear! It’s amazing how you can keep the conversation going so well regardless of the topic. We’re so drawn to the way you seem to know something about everything and could listen to you talk forever. The way you want to educate yourself on so many things at once is amazing to watch. You’re some of the funniest people ever; you can make anyone laugh with just a look! You blitz through tasks so quickly - how do you make everything look so easy? We’re never be bored when we’re with you. Hilarious, talkative, intelligent and free - what’s not to love about a Gemini Rising?

Cancer Rising: Your gentle soul is so inviting to those around you. You make us feel as though we’re old friends! Quietly, you watch us all and learn from our mistakes rather than your own, which is a quality we’d love to have. You’re enchanting and reserved yet somehow you’re so reassuring and soothing to be around; a silent supporter. Without fail, you know exactly what will make us feel better when we’re down. The person we all come to for advice or help and so smart as well! Some of the kindest people to ever walk this planet. Lovely, subtle, authentic and persistent - what’s not to love about a Cancer Rising? 

Leo Rising: Your magnetic appeal is something we all wish we could say we have. You know what you’re about and you’re not afraid to show it! It’s a blessing to even be acquainted with you, especially with the way you shine so brightly. Not only are you the most alluring, but you’re some of the strongest people in the world! You bulldoze anyone in your way with such agility and poise; it’s as if you barely noticed anything happened. In moments when most would break down and give up, you take charge and know exactly what to do! Passionate and always reliable, you are so uplifting to be around! Charismatic, eloquent, proud and respectful - what’s not to love about a Leo Rising?

Virgo Rising: Some of the most caring people in the world, they’ll do anything to help another person. You’re so precise and capable in everything you do and it is admired by everyone around you. We know if we need help figuring something out, you’re the person to go to. The way you help us break things down and sort through information is amazing and it is always so comforting to know we have you by our side. You catch all the little things that we miss in our haste to get things done! Always doing something, you’re some of the most productive people we know. Practical, skillful, humble and caring - what’s not to love about a Virgo Rising?

Libra Rising: You’re some of the most beautiful people we’ve ever had the pleasure of knowing. The way you are able to be so graceful and perfect in the way you blitz through life is unreal. You’re a people pleaser which draws everyone towards you but you also know how to use your charm to get what you want; the best of both worlds. No matter where we go with you, you manage to make it feel as though we’ve stepped into a harmonious world of happiness and sunshine. Soft and romantic, people want to know you and are immediately attracted to your elegant outer shell. Fair, opinionated, persuasive and accommodating - what’s not to like about a Libra Rising?

Scorpio Rising: We literally feel your presence from the other side of the room, you’re so captivating. You rarely go unnoticed, especially with such intense eyes. Your ability to assist us through rough times and help us come back even better than before is something so amazing to experience or even just watch. Sensitive yet so powerful, you’re mesmerizing in everything you do. Your power to recover so quickly from problems that would completely destroy us is incredible. Deep feelers, you experience everything so intensely and hold yourself so tastefully that we never even question your actions. You see through any superficiality and know exactly who you want to associate yourself with. Powerful, emotional, brooding and creative - what’s not to love about a Scorpio Rising?

Sagittarius Rising: Everything you encounter means something to you, regardless of what it is. You can find meaning and importance in everything you come across which makes you very uplifting to be around. Every day has a new goal in store for you and you never waste the chance to chase it. The light-hearted, enthusiastic energy you never stop radiating makes us want to join you on every quest you go on! It’s as if you don’t care where you’re going, you just want to be on your way and we all want to join you! The life of the party, it’s never boring when you’re around and you naturally adapt so well to every circumstance you’re put into. To you, everything is so grand and exciting; it’s an outlook we’d love to share. Spiritual, humorous, active and willing - what’s not to love about a Sagittarius Rising?

Capricorn Rising: Your maturity and wisdom is so captivating to everyone around you, it’s as if you know everything without trying. Unconventionally mysterious, you draw others in by looking as though you’re unfazed by whatever is happening around you. We want to see what’s behind your eyes and how you’re just so darn cool. Watching you really let loose is something that we aspire to witness because it doesn’t happen often but when it does, it’s something you don’t want to miss. You’re able to help us put things in perspective which is why we always come to you for help, especially when we’re confused. Your the one voted most competent and you always come through too. Successful, respectful, rational and fun - what’s not to love about a Capricorn Rising?

Aquarius Rising: You work so well with large groups of people and easily accept everyone around you as individuals and equals. You’re the outsider, but the way you waltz through life makes us want to join you on the outside. You can make literally anything work to your advantage in a way that we can’t help but respect and aspire towards. An advocate for the underdog, we know when the going gets tough, you get going! We all need someone to help us think differently to the rest and you’re the perfect person for the job. You’re curious and interested in others which makes you seem like the social butterfly we all want to tell our life story to. Idealistic, endearing, tolerant and logical - what’s not to love about an Aquarius Rising?

Pisces Rising: Your dreamy, far off gaze makes us wonder what you’re thinking and seeing around you. You so easily adapt to different people, it seems as if you can change your whole personality for each person you come across; a social chameleon. This, of course, means people can’t help but love you and they flock towards your open heart. Some of the most compassionate people we know, you’re always helping other people or animals. We know you’re living in your own little world and we wish you’d show us around; I’m sure it’s beautiful. Your ability to just let things go and move on is admirable to those of us who struggle with forgiveness. Empathetic, open, intuitive and generous - what’s not to love about a Pisces Rising?

anonymous asked:

would it be okay for you to do a college au for lee daehwi please? ;3; your college au's are always so amazing and I love reading them!

  • major: psychology 
  • clubs: book club, part of student government as treasurer
  • is that kind of student. the one who does their homework three days in advance, teachers are the ones emailing him about recommendations, tutors others in english, and still manages to look very handsome doing so
  • even though it’s only his first year in college,,,,,,like,,,,,,,,,How
  • daehwi claims he has a “system” but when people ask him what it is he just winks and is like ;) a magician never gives away his secret!~
  • (cheesy, but we love it)
  • he initially wanted to go into the literary department, but something about psychology really fits his personality. he kind of likes to over analyze and make predictions 
  • which he claims is NOT the case
  • but his best friend somi was like “daehwi on our first day you literally introduced yourself to that kid daniel and went “from your handshake i can safely assume you’re in the emt field” and now daniel is convinced you can read minds.”
  • but daehwi is like please! that’s not over analyzing- 
  • youngmin: you told me i had a complex about my hair after i told you my favorite color
  • daehwi:,,,,,,,,,,but youngmin it has to do with the fact that people who like green tend to-
  • somi: you’re doing it again
  • but daehwi,,,,,is just a sunflower,,,,,a positive hardworking boy who sometimes comes off a little demanding but he’s,,,,not he’s just trying to help
  • lots of people have already resorted to being mean about him because of their own jealousy but daehwi does his best to push it away,,,,even to the point where he always apologizes in class if he talks too much or seems like he’s looking for attention
  • and somi is always like don’t do that bro but daehwi,,,,as collected and cool as he looks walking through the campus with his psych textbook in hand and a cup of coffee in the other
  • daehwi is just as nervous and scared about being unliked like everyone else,,,,,
  • which is why you really like him
  • see if daehwi is the clean-cut, proper student then you’re the opposite,,,,the type to sit with your legs up on the desk, doodle on your homework, maybe not even show up
  • and you have psych 43 with him,,,,human emotion and,,,,the teacher is always droning on and on about the reading and the only person who ever talks is daehwi
  • who seems so damn bright in a class that is so damn boring
  • and you’ve heard the way people sneer under their breath when he brings up a point, the eye rolling, the ‘whats the point of taking this class if all we hear is that brat talking?’
  • but you’ve also seen daehwi grit his teeth, keep raising his hand, and completely strive to do the best even in a room full of negativity
  • and sure,,,,,you’re not the straight a, study in your free time kind of person daehwi is friends with but you like people that fight for themselves 
  • and one day as daehwi is explaining something you hear someone make a joke calling him something rude and it’s annoying you so you suddenly stand up
  • causing daehwi to freeze mid-sentence and the teacher to raise an eyebrow
  • and you point to the person and you’re like “wanna say that louder, i heard your friend laugh and i want to laugh too.”
  • the teacher is motioning lazily  for you to sit down,,,,but tbh it doesnt really look like he cares all that much and daehwi is like “it’s ok -”
  • but you’re like “c’mon say it. i wanna hear it. make me laugh.”
  • and the person looks terrified,,,,because you’ve never been known to take things with a grain of salt and you’re crossing your arms waiting
  • and the teacher is like “this isn’t high school, sit down-”
  • and you’re like “uhuh i will, but you-” you point at the person now cowering in their seat “ill see you after this lecture. i wanna hear that joke up close and personal.”
  • the teacher just mumbles for everyone to calm down and when you sit back you smirk to yourself knowing god damn well that person will bolt the minute class is over
  • but you also feel daehwi scoot over and he’s like “hey,,,,i don’t usually whisper in class but you shouldn’t fight anyone!!! college expel people for that-”
  • and ur like “don’t worry there’s not going to be a fight that coward wont wait for me anyway”
  • and you look to the side to see daehwi’s obviously concerned expression,,,,,,and ok what - why is he so freaking cute???? 
  • quickly you look back toward the front where the teacher is pointing to something haphazardly on the board 
  • but you feel it,,,,,your heart beat,,,,,,your stomach doing flips,,,,,
  • and with one peek to the side you see it again,,,,,,,,,daehwi’s,,,,,,,,cute,,,,,,cute cute cute,,,,,face
  • as expected with class over you see the stampede of kids run out and the first person infront is that guy you called out
  • and you chuckle to yourself until you suddenly feel someone’s trembling hand on your shoulder
  • and you turn and daehwi is there,,,,,,that face of his flushed pink,,,,,and he’s like “i,,,,,know he was joking about me,,,,,,yo-you didn’t have to stand up for me-”
  • but you’re like “no, i did. daehwi you’re too good for most of the people here. for me especially, but also for those scumbags who try to make you feel bad about being smart. sometimes though, you need to say something so they’ll shut up.”
  • with that you sling your bag over your shoulder and you turn again to leave
  • but daehwi’s voice reaches you again and he’s like “im not,,,,,too good for anyone. but most of all,,,,im not too good for you.”
  • like for a moment you’re confused what does that mean-
  • but then you see daehwi rush over to stand in front of you and that pink flush has gone fULL on red
  • and he’s fiddling with his fingers but he’s also like !!!!! i,,,think you’re amazing and ,,,,, i wish you’d pay attention more in class because i can tell you’re very smart and i just,,,,,,,,l-like—-lik—–aPPRECIATE who you are,,,,,,a lot,,,,,,,,and-”
  • you feel a smile tug at your lips because,,,,oh,,,,is daehwi,,,,,trying to confess something?? but at the same time you’re like thank u,,,,for thinking im capable of more,,,,,,,,,but also,,,,,daehwi
  • and he’s shaking a bit with embarrassment but he’s like y-yes
  • and you step closer to push some hair from his eyes and you’re like “i like you too ^^ or appreciate if thats what you smart kids say.”
  • and daehwi is like RGOJFDLgiefd REALLY but also he’s like,,,,,,,,i m-meant it in a romanti-romantic way
  • and ur like yes i know baby
  • and he’s like baby???!??????? and ur like,,,,oops sorry ur just so cute i had the urge to call you that~~
  • and daehwi is like gijkl i knew u were straightforward,,,,and confident,,,,but ur also,,,,,,flirty,,,
  • and ur like hey hey don’t over analyze this rn mister and he’s like !!!! right!!!!!
  • but it’s cute because you never would have expected the sweet, dedicated student to fall for you,,,,,,,,,,(especially since ur pretty  sure uve slept through ur class with daehwi like 10 times)
  • but apparently daehwi is fascinated and when you reach out to hold his hand u think he might be overheating but ur not 100% sure 
  • college boyfriend!daehwi is,,,,,,amazing. mostly because he really likes sappy things even if he tries to hide it at first,,,,like he likes candles and flowers and romcoms,,,,,,tried to watch a horror movie with you but ended up curled in your lap asking if it was over,,,,,is too shy to come over to your dorm ever which is like so angelic and pure of him he’s always like we should meet up somewhere comfortable like a cafe!! ooo what about the library??? even better,,,,study hall?? like what a nerd but also what a sweet human being???, but he also has a fun side too sometimes daehwi will say something about someone that’s so blatantly savage but he thinks he’s being like observational and you have to put a hand over his mouth before you burst out laughing, makes handmade cards for every holiday, tries to recopy and organize your notes for you but you’re like letsssss cudddllllleee insteeeadd and for a good amount of time he can resist your charm but at some point he melts too, but you melt more than he does because daehwi is soooo good at being obliviously adorable that it hurts, when he’s concentrating and cutely making “aha!” sounds when he solve a problem to sleepily asking you to pet his head, isn’t big on pda but got super giddy over the idea of having matching phone cases, totally made you his phone wallpaper, his phone background, has a photo of you two on his nightstand, sometimes learns corny pick up lines from jisung but is too smart to actually try them out (unless he really wants your attention then you get a text thats like did it hurt when you fell from heaven and ur like ,,,,,,,,daehwi ??? do you have a cold??), refuses to admit he’s sick when he’s sick you have to practically drag him by the ear to the uni nurse, likes knowing you’re thinking of him especially when you two get a moment of alone time and you kiss him and mumble that you wanted to see him really badly and he still gets all shy and squirmy about it but on the inside he is DYING of HAPPINESS, thinks stuffed animals are cute so you guys got couple ones (you almost physically fought samuel when he said that was corny), stays up to study but still manages to have better hair than you and it drives you nuts like hOW, sent you a recording of him reading his notes from that class you have together and it was so smooth and nice you fell asleep to it LOL, wears soft cardigans that you always want to steal but daehwi is like we can just go buy you one?????, you hold daehwi’s face and tell him he deserves the world whenever someone says something dumb or he feels down, somi loves you guys and keeps telling everyone on campus that you and daehwi are set to marry soon, does this cute thing where when he has a surprise for you he can’t help but jump around and get all excited which lets u know he’s hiding something up his sleeve tBH he’s kinda easy to read, has an amazing singing voice that you didn’t know about until he actually wrote you a song for your birthday about how he loves you like a lot and you practically threw yourself into his arms and he laughed against your neck but seriously daehwi is so perfect you never understand how you got sOOOOO lucky (he says the same thing about you tho hehe) 

find others here: ong seongwoo | kang daniel 

anonymous asked:

you by far have the best x reader s/o headcannons for you out there. I was wondering if you could do have for the main three about what it would be like/ how they would act if their s/o was a figure skater as well? thanks much and keep being awesome!

hEY Y’ALL IM BACK FROM THE DEAD

aww thank you so much anon! this is so sweet! ♡ i love this request and i was lowkey hoping someone would request it, haha. hope you enjoy them!


{ victor }

  • PROUD BOYFRIEND™
  • he’s gonna brag on you 25/8
  • like just imagine this lil shit in his interviews
  • “victor nikiforov, you have secured another gold medal! how could you explain your feelings right now?” 
  • did you see my darling f/n l/n?? aren’t they beautiful?? that’s my s/o, can you believe it?! neither can i!” vitya this is your interview omg-
  • this boy will drop everything to watch you skate aw
  • he performs just as well when you’re not there, but he always scores slightly higher when he knows you’re in the audience
  • he is s o supportive omg
  • if you ever have a bad skate, he will be the first person to build you back up
  • practicing with victor either is v productive and regimented or extremely unproductive (impromptu makeouts cough) “vitya we need to get this routine down-”
  • if you’re being too hard on yourself he’s always going to encourage you
  • he has so much faith in you that it’s hard to deny when you’re frustrated or feeling down about your talent
  • he will not take the insecurity if you let it talk
  • because he knows how incredible and talented you are, and he wants you to believe it too
  • it might be a little embarrassing when he cheers louder than anyone at your competitions but he loves you ok don’t be too hard on him ♡

{ yuuri }

  • lil baby is your biggest fan
  • he’s not as loud about it but there’s never any doubt in your mind
  • watching you takes his breath away tbh
  • like how is it possible for someone to be as beautiful as you are??? he can’t understand he can’t take it help hIM
  • he comes to every single skate that he can possibly make it to
  • and ofc you’re his inspiration, did you expect anything else???
  • you two can’t go into any competition mad at each other, it messes you both up
  • but when things are good? you two are all anyone will talk about
  • you’re each others rocks; you need the support of each other to really be your best aw
  • when it comes to practicing together, he’s not the most outspoken
  • but he will encourage you to try again, he knows what you’re capable of
  • and he has more faith in you than anybody (the same way you do for him)
  • if you have a bad skate, he’ll just hold your hand and tell you he can’t wait to see how great your next one is
  • and then he’ll take you home and make you dinner while you celebrate your successes, just the two of you
  • y’all are so cute??? he loves you so much ok go skate off into the sunset together

{ yuri }

  • everyone knows that you and yuri have a really teasing and ‘give each other shit all the time’ kind of relationship
  • so no shock, that filters over to skating too
  • yuri is going to brag on you to all of the other skaters
  • “you think that’s a good score? did you even see y/n? their base score is higher than that, and they haven’t even skated yet. don’t even think about the gold medal.”
  • yuri stfu oh my god-
  • he’ll never admit it, but he loves skating 10x more when you’re there to watch him
  • and when he comes to watch you, you always look for him because you know he’s going to deny smiling throughout your whole skate
  • “you’re definitely blushing yuri, i must’ve skated well huh?”
  • “please shut the fuck up and let me be proud of you, y/n.”
  • nothing ever gets done when y’all practice together smh
  • you two are so competitive and it gives yakov headaches 
  • “did you see that combination, y/n? it was way better than yours!” oh yeah you just watch me you little shit-
  • but he loves seeing you actually execute the tricks he challenges you to, and you know it too cause he blushES
  • you guys are literal ice couple goals that’s all 

I know this has been stated before but I have Thoughts™. 

Lance has stated a couple times that he really looks up to Shiro and that he’s his hero. Lance tries to impress Shiro, tries to get Shiro to give him a chance, but Shiro, bless him, consistently brushes Lance off. It’s not malicious, it’s just dismissive, which might be worse. If you can’t get more than just apathy from someone who affects you so much, it’s frustrating. 

Lance is seen as comic relief, despite establishing himself as a good strategist and loyal team member. Yeah, he’s a goof, but he’s also deeply insecure, using jokes and flirting to hide his doubts (relatable tbh). Always taking a backseat for Shiro’s attention is already grating on Lance. Hardly being listened to by your teammate and leader isn’t conducive to good self-esteem, and it’s showing in how Lance doubts his own benefit to Voltron.

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Free My Spirit (Bucky x Reader)

Originally posted by jamesbuchananbarnesisbae

Bucky Barnes x Reader Oneshot 

Masterlist

Just a quick something I hate-wrote down at two in the morning. It’s probably shit. But I hope you enjoy it anyway :) This isn’t proofread at all, so please point out any mistakes. Thanks!

Word Count:1510

Warnings: mostly angst, some fluff, cursing


It was hard sometimes. Pretending to be happy, when in reality all you were was a broken shell of a person. Ignoring the ache for acceptance was becoming easier and easier, but sometimes, there were days when your spirit cried out in agony, wishing to be freed.

Others envied you, thinking that you were living ‘the life’ – a lavish, carefree life filled with flowing wines, expensive dishes, silken sheets. In a sense, that was true; you had more than enough tasty food to eat, an overflow of beverages and drawers of delicate materials that felt like they swam over your skin. But were you happy? No.

Being part of ‘The Avengers’ sounded like an exclusive and important job. All of a sudden, shops sold your face on birthday cards, little figurines of you for children to play with, magazines with your face disgustingly dolled up and photoshopped onto the front cover. People aspired to be like you, their faces filled with admiration every time they saw you. They called you a ‘hero’ and idolised you endlessly.

But you knew you were no hero. You were a coward.

A hero was someone who went through pain and still came out strong, not someone who is afraid of their own feelings. A hero is someone who opposes evil, who resists darkness. A hero is someone like Bucky Barnes.

You admired him not only because of his impressive physical strength and his friendship with Captain America. You admired him because he was broken, just like you. Yet, he still fought, trying to get the world to see him for who he really was, not who he was forced to be for decades.

God, you loved him, so damn much that it hurt. It was hard not to, with his charming personality and stunning good looks. He was always so sweet and kind, making your heart melt. He was one of your closest friends, always there for you when you needed him. You were happy, because Bucky was the light in your life, your safe haven.

It pained your heart to know he’d never be yours.

You were nothing compared to Natalia Romanova. Her fiery hair and sexy lips were enough to win any man over. Not to mention her natural grace and sharp wit. Oh, and her large bosom.

You’ve seen the way they look at each other. Longing, heated gazes thrown from opposite ends of the room, touches that lasted a second too long, secretive smirks half hidden behind smouldering eyes. It was obvious to anyone that they wanted each other, the not-so-subtle signs were clear as day. Your co-workers only encouraged them, telling them to ‘stop playing’ and ‘finally get together, dammit’.

How could you ever compete with the Black Widow?

These thoughts nagged at you as you performed your daily activities. You tried your damn best at everything, you really did. But she always seemed to be better than you in everything. Hit a bullseye at the shooting range? She hits five. Lift a thirty-pound weight? She lifts fifty. Gather required intel in one day? She does it in an hour.

You didn’t mean to envy her, but you really couldn’t help it. Everyone you ever gave a damn about chose her, not you. It really got on your nerves after a while.

Hence why you were currently swigging straight from a bottle of Smirnoff at 1 am on the roof of the Avengers tower. A mission was underway, once again finding information about a presumed HYDRA base. The mission was delicate, requiring the agents to dress up ‘fancy’ and attend an elaborate party hosted by a suspected HYDRA leader. You had eagerly volunteered, hoping that this could be your chance to show that you were, in fact, capable of acting like a dame. You were desperate to prove that you, too, could be seductive. You were even more excited when you found that two avengers would act as a ‘couple’ and attend the party. Your heart stuttered with joy when you discovered that the designated male agent chosen was Bucky Barnes.

Your heart dropped to the floor and shattered once again when you were told that the designated female agent would be Natalia.

Once again, that gaze was thrown across the room, making a lump form in your throat. Of course. You should’ve known.

You would never be chosen for a mission like that.

Pretending everything was alright was harder than ever tonight. Pretending you didn’t care about them was even harder.

The liquid in the half empty bottle sloshed around as you took yet another long slurp, some alcohol escaping down your chin, not that you cared. You didn’t care about anything anymore. You didn’t care at all.

The sky was clear tonight, constellations of stars twinkling at you happily, mocking you. Gazing up into the endless dark blue void, you wondered if a world existed, just one world, in which you could be truly happy…

Quiet footsteps interrupted your pathetic daydream. Looking around, your insides plummeted with dread when you locked gazes with the handsome supersoldier, who was still dressed in his smart, this-outfit-kills-and-I-know-it clothes. Quickly grabbing the vodka and hiding it beside you, you tore your gaze away from James’s caring eyes.

“Are you alright, (Y/n)?” He questioned, slowly sitting down beside you. You shrugged nonchalantly in response.

“O’ course. Why wouldn’t I be?” You replied, trying to appear casual.

Bucky sighed. “That”, he motioned to the alcohol hidden beside you, “tells me otherwise. Now, what’s going on?”

You scoffed, your liquid friend making you much bolder than you actually were.

”Nothing’s going on. And why do you even care?”

Bucky frowned deeply at this, looking straight into your eyes. “I care about you because you’re my friend, (Y/n).”

Ah, there it goes. That disgusting boundary. Friend.

“Yeah”, you answered, rolling your eyes. “That’s all I am. Anyway, how’s Natasha doing? Is she just a friend as well?”

Bucky looked stunned. “What on earth are you talking about, (Y/n)?! Of course she’s just a friend. Why would you think otherwise?”

You grabbed your bottle and took another swig, eyes filling with hurt and longing.

“I’ve seen the way you look at each other. Why don’t you stop playing around and just fuck already?”

The brunet gasped, looking at you with a mixture of shock and anger. “Do you really think I’m that type of person? Nothing romantic, just purely sexual?”

You shrugged once again. “Well, the way you shamelessly stare at her breasts brings that to mind, yes.”

Bucky ran his prosthetic hand through his long hair. “That’s very offensive, (Y/n). Both to me and to Natasha. First of all, I do not stare or want to fuck her, as you so nicely put it. And second, Natasha is not the girl I want.”

Hearing this, your heart seemed to crush.

“Oh yeah?” You practically spat. “Then who is? Wanda? Sharon? Or just a random whore?”

Bucky growled at this, getting up abruptly. “You’re wasted, (Y/n). I’m not having this conversation with you when you’re this drunk.”

You got up as well, your legs slightly shaky, a fact you chose to ignore. “Is that so, Barnes? Scared to admit who you have the hots for?”

“Oh, for the love of…” Bucky spun you around to face him, his piercing blue eyes blazing. “It’s you, alright, (Y/n)?! It’s you! From the very start, it has always been you. You were always there for me, you always made me feel human again. I love you!”

You stood there, frozen, not daring to move a muscle. You had sobered up quite fast at the yelling, and you couldn’t believe what you were hearing. Bucky loved…you?

“Me?” You whispered, a single tear trickling down your cheek. Bucky’s expression softened immediately, his arms pulling you close to him.

“Yes, you”, he murmured. “No one makes me feel like you do. You make me feel like life is worth it. You make me feel like someone finally gives a shit. You may not believe this, but I love you.”

A choked sob left your throat. “I love you, too.” You hoped to whatever God was out there that you weren’t dreaming, that this wasn’t just some cruel figment of your own imagination.

Bucky smiled, gently brushing his large hand over your cheek. Your breath got caught in your throat as he moved closer to you, eyes moving down to glance at your lips. You froze, feeling his breaths fan over your face and watching as brunet shut his eyes slowly and brushed his lips over yours softly.

Getting over your shock quickly, you gripped his neck and crashed his lips onto yours, shutting your eyes tightly as stray tears fell down your lashes. You felt like you were finally able to breathe; as Bucky’s kisses were all you needed to stay alive.

He loved you. James Buchanan Barnes loved you.

After all, there was a world in which you could be happy. It seems that your spirit can be free at last.


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Pietro Maximoff supporting his children at sporting events would include...

Requested by anon
“Pietro supporting his children at sporting events fluffiness”

If I’m being honest, I had no idea how to put this into a full one shot, and thought a headcanon would have been easier and sometimes they’re just as good :)

Headcanon / Full Masterlists

small authors note: i gave you and pietro three kids. gender/names are not specified so that is all how your mind picks it up; for the kids i used their ages to specify which one i was talking about and use “they/them” pronouns 

  • Pietro would be so happy his kids like sports
  • It’s even better if they like to run track/cross country
  • let’s say you and pietro have three kids 
  • And, obviously, he is all about the running and making sure to work out because running!is!fun!!!!
  • even if you don’t like it, somehow it get’s passed down to your kids
  • but you don’t argue
  • at least they’re outside being active
  • and not staying inside watching tv shows excessively and on the computer for hours at a time
  • (HAHA who am i kidding my kids will have a tumblr from day one)
  • but they’re making friends from it
  • and they enjoy it
  • and they’re very hyperactive i mean look at pietro he’s hyper in itself of course your kids are like him, too.
  • so it’s getting all that energy out
  • FORGET “SOCCER MOM” he is the ultimate soccer dad
  • because nearly every kid starts out playing soccer (even i did…and now look at me)
  • he will volunteer to bring all the snacks and water for the kids
  • then after the season ends he will throw a huge party 
    • sometimes he gets to have it at stark tower if tony is out of town
    • dont tell tony
    • he cant know
    • BUT THE KIDS LOVE HIM EVEN IF PIET IS A LIL CRAZY
  • he wishes he were the coach but with this superspeed thing it would be hard for the children to understand and he kinda has this whole “saving the world” thing on his shoulders so its probably not the best idea for him to do that
  • but damn
  • he is standing on the sidelines at every game
  • he is screaming for your kids team to get the ball
  • “RUN JUST A LITTLE FASTER, SON, YOU GOT THIS, DO IT LIKE I TAUGHT YOU! YES! YES! KICK IT IN THE GOAL! YOU ARE THE MAN! HELL YEAH!”
  • “pietro please don’t swear in front of the kids.”
  • pietro has gotten so into he’s sworn so much that he’s been asked to leave
  • pietro would be so hype to go to every. single. game.
  • Stark needed him for something? It can wait until after the game.
  • Cap needs him on a mission? He’ll be there once the game is over.
    • “Pietro, your kids will have a million games. You can miss this one.”
    • “They aren’t going to be this small ever again, I’m not missing the game. You are not my top priority, my kids are.’
  • fast forward a few years so we can talk about other sports than soccer
  • all throughout elementary school the eldest kid decides to stick with soccer and is really good at it
  • the middle kid ends up deciding soccer is not for them and picks up a bat ready to frickin hit that ball out of the park even if they are super small they still get home runs, and the youngest decides they like basketball.
  • and just because pietro is getting older does not mean he is getting any less hype. he will be hype all his life. he is pietro maximoff.
  • more years pass because there are more sports options as you get older so:
  • lets say now you and pietro have a sophomore (15-16 y/o), a eighth grader (13/14 y/o), and a seventh grader (like 12?)
  • in highschool the eldest is still sticking with soccer because they’re a fast runner and are really good, plus a bunch of their friends are still on the team and its really fun
  • BUT THEY ALSO DECIDE THEY WANT TO RUN CROSS COUNTRY
  • pietro almost cries when they come home saying they want to join the team
    • “I’ve been waiting for this day to come”
    • “dad, are you crying?”
    • “He’s just happy, dear, you know he loves to run.”
    • “but it’s…it’s just cross country…I’m not even on the team yet.”
    • “Let him have this…it’s better that way”
  • AND YOU THOUGHT PIETRO WAS INSANE WITH SOCCER? YOU HAVEN’T EVEN SEEN HIM AT A CROSS COUNTRY MEET. HE IS THE ONE YELLING THE LOUDEST FOR HIS KID, CHEERING THEM ON, SCREAMING WHEN HE CROSSES THE LINE
    • “yn i am so fucking happy they like running wE CAN ENTER MARATHONS TOGETHER BABE”
    • “im happy for you pietro”
  • and when the middle child is in 8th grade (13/14 y/o) they make the baseball/softball team 
  • so now they’re not in a random team outside of school this one is with the school
  • pietro loves to help throw the ball for them to hit back and run around the backyard
  • yes, the child and pietro have broken so many windows you have found non shattering glass
  • they still break it
  • but hey thats how the kid hits the home runs
  • the amount of balls on your roof though
  • there are so many
  • one day it gets to window out and everyone is at the table eating dinner and all the sudden like fifteen balls go past the window
    • “DAD THEY’RE BACK! WE CAN HIT EVEN MORE NOW!”
    • “please stop hitting them on the roof”
    • “THATS HOW WE KNOW THEY’RE GONNA ROCK AT THE GAME, YN, LET US HAVE THIS!”
  • there is no stopping pietro
  • okay and your youngest child is not as into sports as the other two, but really likes basketball
  • they don’t want to be on the school team, they like the community team better and have more friends there
  • the youngest is more introverted and quiet and at school, very shy, so they like to do a lot of reading and writing and you best bet they have a wattpad and a tumblr and an ao3
  • so when people from school hear that the youngest maximoff will literally scream on the court, no one believes it because no one from the school is on the community team and doesn’t think young maximoff is capable of screaming
  • one day they’re invited to play at recess 
  • and damn, young maximoff makes everyone’s eyes go wide when they get on the court
  • because they have skills
  • young maximoff knows what they’re doing
  • young maximoff will call someone out if something is wrong
  • young maximoff is not afraid to yell
  • young maximoff is a really good shot
  • but dang when recess is over and they go back to being their shy selves, people still want to talk to them and get to know them
  • and before they know it, young maximoff is asked to play basketball everyday
  • PIETRO IS SO EXCITED
  • BECAUSE HIS BABY IS FINALLY GETTING OUT THERE AT SCHOOL
  • EVEN IF THEY AREN’T ON THE SCHOOL TEAM, WHO CARES
  • THEYRE STILL PLAYING AT LUNCH
  • AND PIETRO IS SO EXCITED TO HEAR ALL THE STORIES FROM YOUNG MAXIMOFF AND THE SPORT
  • to wrap this up pietro loves his kids and is so so so so so so supportive and loves to watch them run around the field (or on a track) and is very pleased.
  • now he’s just waiting for the day one of them comes home saying “uh, mom, dad, i can run…really fast…like dad…”
  • because bruce told them since the power is in pietro’s dna it’s a possibility that the kids could have the power, too
  • but until then, you and pietro will watch from the sidelines with big smiles on your faces
  • pietro is soccer mom™

fluffilyangsty  asked:

I love your blog sm omg. Would you mind making a neighbor!jackson au?

find jinyoung (here) & mark + jaebum (here) 

  • is friends with everyone in your building, in the building across the street, in the local grocery store, in the bank, in the park, etc.
  • you must think it’s humanly impossible for someone to remember so many faces, names, and details about others yet somehow jackson??? just ??? does???
  • like he asks the cashier at the grocery about his two kids since he knows one of them just recently turned five, he asks the college student down the hall how her science degree is going, he even remembers that your landlord’s cat recently had surgery and when the landlord said everything was fine jackson was like ‘ill buy mr. fluffy some treats to celebrate his recovery!!!!”
  • and his positivity and smile is contagious, everyone feels better after talking with him
  • and even on your most tired days, when you’re barely alive trying to unlock the door to your apartment
  • if jackson comes by, hands full of organic groceries and sweating a bit because you know he definitely jogged up the stairs, all he needs to do is grin and say “the weathers nice, right?”
  • and it automatically feels like the sun itself has turned to bask on your face,,,,,,,like that is jackson wangs Impact 
  • also lil things about jacksons apartment: badly scribbled notes of recipes from back in hong kong that he got from his mom over the phone, a good amount of weights and a yoga mat and a photo of JYP flexing in the corner of his living room, stacked up on green tea packets, tries to hide chocolate in random parts of the apartment so he won’t binge eat it but he does it anyway, his housewarming gift from mark is a body pillow jackson has to sleep with
  • so yes of course you know jackson, well ,,,, jackson took the initiative to introduce himself the day you moved in. he also insisted on showing you he could do a handstand
  • it was interesting,,,,,but you and him have just been you know,,,,,,, neighbor-friends since then. like you don’t go out of your way to meet up w/ each other but you definitely talk if you bump into each other and things like that
  • and when you come home one afternoon, you kind of don’t understand why all the lights are off in the building ?? and there’s a group of complaining people in the lobby
  • and as you struggle past them you see jackson standing in the doorway to the stairs and??? on his back is the elderly woman from the 7th floor
  • and you’re like “what’s going on?” and he’s like “the powers out, im gonna carry her up first and then come back and get her walker.”
  • and you look around and there’s you know 
  • some young teenagers and perfectly capable adults that could help jackson out, but they’re all too busy complaining and so you tell jackson that you’ll help
  • picking up the grandma’s walker, jackson is like “it’s fine!! two trips is nothing for me!!” and you’re like “start walking the 7th floor is a long way up.”
  • and with a little smile, he listens to you and starts up the stairs
  • and the whole time he’s like “grandma, are you ok? grandma hold on tighter i don’t want you to fall. grandma, if you need to go outside - ill carry you back down!”
  • and it’s so heartwarming,,,,,he’s such a sweet person that even though you’re huffing by the time you guys get the old woman’s apartment you can’t help but put on a brave face in front of jackson who literally just carried a human up all those flights of stairs
  • and the women, after jackson sets her down to get her keys invites the two of you in so she can at least say thanks
  • and you and jackson are like it’s nothing!!! but she’s like ‘c’mon you youngsters i made some sweet tea for my gandkids you can have some!!’
  • and that’s how you find yourself seated at this woman’s dinner table and she’s mumbling about how nice you two are as she sets down the glasses of iced tea,,,,,but then she’s off to go catch her mid-afternoon show
  • and you and jackson sit there,,,,,,until he turns to you and is like “this is going to sound bad, but can you drink my tea for me?” and you’re like ??? why
  • and he leans in so the old woman won’t hear and he’s like “i,,,,,don’t like sugary drinks,,,,,it’s bad for my health.” and you suppress a laugh but jackson is like “heY! it’s true!” and you’re jokingly like “fine ill be your knight and drink both of ours”
  • and after you’re done, you and jackson both bid the woman a goodbye with respectful bows 
  • and once you’re out in the hall jackson is like “since you drank those unhealthy drinks for me, you should come and have some organic green tea to level it out!!!!!”
  • and you’re ,,,,,well you can’t help but blush a bit because you’re like “you’re inviting me,,,,,to your place?”
  • and jackson, who has absolutely no shame, is like “yep!!!” and you’re like um well - but jackson is already taking your wrist and pulling you to the stairs
  • and inside his apartment,,,it’s much cleaner than you expect and you examine the hand-written notes sprawled on the fridge in three different languages and laugh to yourself
  • and then you see an old photo of jackson with his mother,,,,,,and you’re like “she’s so beautiful!” and jackson proudly sticks out his chest and he’s like “she’s the most beautiful woman in the world!”
  • and you grin again,,,,,honestly being with him when are you not smiling or laughing????
  • and as you sit down jackson hands you a glass of the famed organic green tea and you two chat about this and that
  • and before you know a good amount of time has past,,,,,but your tiredness from before is gone and it’s just so mellow and,,,,,,easy flowing with jackson
  • but you need to get home and get started on dinner and jackson walks you all the way to your door (he insists it’s the gentleman thing to do)
  • but before you go in, he goes “i always knew you were a good person.”
  • and he takes your hand in his and it’s warm and you’re not sure what to say to such a straightforward compliment 
  • and for once jackson hears how corny he’s being and he makes a noise and is like “im sorry,,,,,,,,,was i too much?” and you’re shaking your head but also jackson is like “thank you for helping me, is what i meant.”
  • and you feel how he gives your hand a squeeze
  • and maybe it’s the fact that you both finally have gotten closer,,,,,but you exchange numbers 
  • and when you go inside to your apartment, you stare down at your phone and see that in his contact jackson wrote
  • “the handsome neighbor mr. wang~” with a kissing emoji
  • and you roll your eyes but ,,,,,,,,, he’s cute 
Addicted (Connor Murphy x Reader)

TW: swearing, anD TERRIBLE WRITING HOLY MOLY IM SORRY, drug mentions lowkey

Words: 727

Requested: i cant find the ask, but someone did ask for this !! i am so sorry !!


Insomnia ran through your veins. It pumped through your body like hot blood, pinning your eyes open and your mind racing. You swore that on sleepless nights like these, you were capable of running a marathon. It was as if the moment the sky turned dark, your brain flickered on like a flashlight. Your bedroom spoke gloomily, offering you a place of comfort. You never felt the need to leave your kingdom of pillows. All that you craved was for someone to cure your feeling of being lonesome.

Groaning, you reached your hand out of your cotton cocoon. You grabbed your phone, unlocking it. The bright screen hissed at you, forcing one of your eyes to shut in need of protection.

To: Connor

R u awake??

From: Connor

Yeh… what r u doing up?

To: Connor

Cant sleep. What r u doing?

From: Connor

Sitting on the roof

To: Connor

Smoking?

From: Connor

Maybe

From: Connor

Can I come over?

From: Connor

Nvm u don’t have a choice … I will be there in 5 xx

Connor kept his promise and arrived to your bedroom window in five minutes flat. He swung his skinny leg into your room, landing on his feet gracefully. His thick boots made a clop sound. He reached up and brushed his hair out of his eyes, looking over at you.

“Shut the window, it’s making me cold,” you shivered from your warm blankets.

Connor chuckled, obeying your wish. Latching the window shut, he kicked off his heavy boots and threw his jacket onto the floor.

“You make a mess everywhere you go,” you murmured against your duvet.

“I know, I know,” he chuckled lowly, whilst climbing into your bed. The rough material of his skinny jeans scratched the cotton blankets. The sound and feeling of his body weight sinking into the mattress beside you; always put you at ease. Connor nuzzled up to you, laying his nose into to the crook of your neck. He exhaled softly, his breath tickling your ear.

Taking in a deep breath, you were comforted by his essence. The smell of Old Spice cologne and cigarette mixed together in harmony. His skin was warm, contrary to the cold clothing that hung on his lanky frame. You looked down at him. His hair was sticking up in funny places. His locks were frizzy and looked wirey to the touch. But only you would know that they were soft like virgin lamb’s wool.

“Why are you looking at me? Is something wrong?” he peeked his head out from your shoulder.

“No,” you stopped him, before his mind ran wild with a negative thought. “You’re just… You’re beautiful.”

Connor cracked the smallest of smiles. He moved his hand to run it through your hair.

“That’s my line,” he reminded you, with a wink.

You smiled softly, running your hand up and down his jawline. You admired every inch of his face. His coarse eyebrows, the wrinkles that appear on the corner of his eyes, his nose, his mouth. You ran your hand over all of his features. The moment your fingertips landed on his bottom lip, he placed a gentle kiss. You watched him intesnly. His mousy smile appeared. He grabbed your hand and kissed every fingertip, then placed a kiss on the palm of your hand.

“I’m so in love with you… it’s bad,” he chuckled to himself.

“How could loving someone be bad?” you question him in a whisper, pulling him closer to you.

“I’ve never been so fucking addicted. It’s like- God, it’s like when you first get high. The sensation builds and takes you to a place that you’ve never been. Then you just want more. You constantly crave to get back up to that high; falling in love with the drug. And fuck- I don’t know… that’s you. Your kisses bring me to that high. Your smile makes me want more. I just love every inch of you. I always want more. I can never get enough,” he breathed out his speel so fast, that it almost seemed like your dreamed the whole thing.

“I love you, Connor Murphy. More than you could ever imagine,” you pressed a hard kiss to his mouth, tangling your hands in his locks.

After pulling away, Connor intertwined his limbs with yours, pulling you into his body.

“Goodnight, lovely.”

anonymous asked:

I headcanon Lena as a big nerd, just as much as Katie so I think she would love Star Wars quite a lot. I bet she has thought about naming her children Luke and Leia, especially because it works with the whole L.L. thing. I don't know if Kara would like that though

Or… If they had a daughter they could name her Lexa. It would be a cute tribute to both Alex and Lex. It would work better if Lex wasn’t bad but still cute

lena luthor is the biggest nerd you’ll ever meet

she’s so ridiculously passionate about it and everything she likes and it’s incredible funny (and annoying) to let her and winn together (nobody will ever forget that one incident where they had a discussion of epic proportions of which was better, star wars or star trek (lena won, star wars is better) or that one time they spent two consecutive game nights without talking to each other because they had a disagreement when they were playing a video game).

lena quoting all the classics (movies and literature alike) and giving herself peep talks based on speeches from her favorite characters.

don’t tell anyone but she has a collection of star wars themed stuff. like mugs, posters, action figurines, shirts (her favorite is one with darth vader, he’s pointing and “the empire needs you” is written underneath him)… at one point she briefly considered trying to build her own version of the millennium falcon but that rly didn’t turn out well for her.

when she’s younger, when being a luthor isn’t so bad, when lex still hasn’t turned mad, she wants to have twins so she can name them luke and leia, where they’ll be loved and cared for, will know the best things in life and won’t ever go a day without love and attention, won’t have to discover what’s it like to grow up without their parents.

she grows up and the name luthor starts getting more infamous, harder to bear, and when lex turns mad, she mourns for the children she never had and thinks she won’t ever have, because she’ll never want for their children to suffer like she’s suffering just because of their last name.

she meets kara and she discovers how it is to be loved, appreciated and cared for. she finds out the wonderful feeling of someone loving you because of you are, despite of your flaws. she rediscovers the feeling of being teased in a loving manner, something she only had with lex - her lex, the one from before - and kara’s “you’re such a nerd, lee” always gives her a rush, makes her heart beat faster and her cheeks blush, even if she acts annoyed (everyone can see she’s fighting off a smile)

she and kara grow more intimate, more comfortable, and by this points they know basically everything there’s to know about each other.

when kara found out she wanted to have twins so she could name them luke and leia, she laughed and called lena cute. when she found out lena’s motives and how she had given up on it, her gaze grew impossibly serious and sad. she gathered lena in her arms and hugged her fiercely, as tightly as she dared.

later, when they’re already cuddling in bed, kara hesitates a moment before saying “we could name him luke… if we had a son. but i was thinking about lexa, in case we had a daughter. you know, because of alex and um.. lex”

lena feels like her heart stopped beating and she doesn’t know how long she stays without breathing, but the next things she knows is she has already turned around and has her face pressed in kara’s shoulder, her tears soaking the blonde’s shirt. she murmurs a soft “thank you” and kara responded by squeezing her just a bit tighter, a movement that at this point lena knows mean ‘you’re welcome’, ‘anything for you’ and 'i love you’ combined, but also so many others things that neither are capable of putting into words.

​Ooookay fandom, can we have a little chat about this “M'gann is now Space Mom” thing that’s been going around since the final? At first it was just making me a little uncomfortable, but @hufflepirate mentioned something that got me thinking about it more, and now I am very uncomfortable with the whole concept.

Because, look, just because J'onn and M'gann are an ~official couple now, doesn’t mean M'gann has to, or wants to, or is even remotely comfortable with taking on that role. Like obviously I don’t know for sure, and she very well might, and next season may give us more insight into it, but to me, with what we know about her, it just…doesn’t feel like something she’d be keen on at all? Especially not yet.

Space Dad/Papa Bear is a natural role for J'onn, because he’s already been a parent, because that role or relationship is incredibly important to him and was an important facet of his identity (eg: “My first daughter. When she came along, I finally realised I had a mission in life. I had someone who relied on me. Having her gave me direction.”). Even so, he’d been working with Alex for more than 2 and a half years, and with Kara for something like 8 months (?), and presumably looking out for them a lot longer, before he first even acknowledged that he considered them like daughters (1x11). And it really wasn’t until the very end of Season 1 and through Season 2 that he started being more open and affectionate and really embracing that father-figure role, first with Alex and Kara, then Winn, and then Maggie a little too.

Which is to say, he’s had a lot of time to figure out what he wants his relationships with the other characters to look like, and even though he’s already been a father, it’s still been a long process for him.

M'gann, on the other hand, has never been a parent (I mean, as far as we know, I suppose). More than that, she’s hardly ever even had a family: “I had a mother, once. She wasn’t warm, that wasn’t our way, but she cared for me, I know she did. I’d forgotten that feeling until now, what it felt like to have a family.” She literally hasn’t had any close, familial relationships since she was a child, something like 500/600 years ago (ugh @ martian ages, I make that up completely).

J'onn had a wife, children, friends, a career… We don’t know all that much about M'gann’s life on Mars, but we do know she felt like an outsider in her society so it’s unlikely she had many friends. We know she was in an arranged marriage, she was a soldier, and then she was a fugitive. She is far, far more emotionally inexperienced than J'onn (and honestly, than most of the other characters on the show). Like, my heart breaks every single time at the vulnerable, open way she tells J'onn, “I wanted…to be your friend,” in 2x10. And that it takes her a long time to figure out that what she feels for J'onn is romantic instead of platonic (“I feel it too. I have for awhile. I just didn’t…know what it was.”), whereas J'onn is far more confident in his feelings, suggests to me that she hasn’t had anywhere near enough close, caring and emotional relationships of any kind. (Also, did you notice she always says “care” and not “love” (2x11). Has she ever had anyone tell her they love her? Has she ever told someone else? (On a scale of 1 to 10 how badly does she need a hug?))

So she’s only just, just getting used to the idea that there are people who care about her, who want to help her, who want to be her friend, and who consider her family. To throw her into the deep end and expect her to suddenly take on an incredibly intense and demanding role? Surely, that would terrify the crap out of her? It’s way too much pressure too soon. It’s unlikely that she believes in herself enough yet as well. She seems so insecure in accepting that she means something to people. Already in 2x22 she seems more confident (the easy way she calls the other white martians her “friends”, my heart), and that confidence will hopefully only grow. But she needs time.

It’s also just like, not ever something she’s given any indication of being interested in… She wants friends. She wants a family. Never, ever has she suggested that she wants to be a mother. Like, fuck, she needs a mom just as much as any of the other characters do.

Which is not in any way to say that parent-child relationships can’t also be friendships, can’t be incredibly strong and mutually supportive. But it’s undeniable that the nature of a parent-child relationship is different than a regular friendship, and that for the most part the parent takes on the carer/support role. Which, yes, we know she’s nurturing and caring and good at looking after people - with both Kara and Alex in 2x11 for example. But I really feel like M'gann needs support and she needs friends/family in a very different way than J'onn does.

The parent-child relationship is something that has been missing from J'onn’s life, so it heals something within him [But also, can we please not make him be a father figure to every single character? Can we please let him just have a friend? James had a good dad, can’t they just be mates? I digress..] But the relationships that have been missing the most from M'gann’s life, the ones she most needs, are friendships, are equal relationships, are people who will support her and look after her and tell her they’re proud of her and with whom she can be as emotionally vulnerable with as they are with her.

I just… Can’t she just be? Can’t we let her choose for herself where she fits in the Superfam? Can’t we let her develop her own relationships with the other characters, outside of J'onn’s?

I don’t know, it just feels like a huge disservice to her character, and it feels like fandom just wanting her to fill a role without really giving any thought to her as a character and whether it’s one that actually fits. And we should also maybe think about why we’re so eager for the only black woman on the show to take on a maternal and emotionally supportive role towards the other mostly white characters, despite not giving any indication that that’s what she wants. And then…maybe not do that.

Like I get where this trend is coming from, and I love that people are including M'gann more, and I get that it works to slot her into the superfamily in this position. But like, we’re clearly all already capable of exploring non-traditional family dynamics, because obviously that’s what the superfam is, so it really shouldn’t be that much of a stretch to include M'gann as part of the family, as J’onn’s partner, while not necessarily ‘co-parenting’ with him. And I guess if people really do think that that’s what she’d want, then I feel like you owe it to her to give her the narrative importance to explain that choice and what it means for her, instead of just taking it as given. Because unlike with J’onn, there’s (currently) no canon backstory to ‘Space Mom’, except that she’s dating ‘Space Dad’. And that is really not a good enough reason.

Okay so I feel like this is not explained well at all, but as an example have a read of this fic by @aeveee. It seamlessly balances M'gann’s relationship with J'onn, J'onn’s relationship with his kids, and M'gann’s friendship with Maggie and Kara, without minimising any of them, and it’s a really lovely exploration of how these women might relate to and support each other (which the show has squandered). When M'gann is relegated to a purely maternal figure, that depth has the potential to get lost, and that’s a huge shame.

(And just to be clear, I’m not talking about like, tagging M'gann and J'onn as like ‘my parents’ or whatever, because that’s a personal thing and a general fandom phenomenon I think. I’m more thinking in relation to the fic/headcanons/meta etc that I’ve seen, and making her in-universe 'Space Mom’, rather than just an individual fan calling her mom.)

Tldr: J'onn has had a lot of time to process and get comfortable with being a father figure to the other characters, there was a very clear historical reason he chose to be, and most importantly he had agency in choosing it. Let’s not take M'gann’s away from her. Just because she’s J'onn’s partner doesn’t mean she’s also the Spacefam’s mom. That very well may be a role she chooses to fill in the future, but it’s highly unlikely she’s ready for it yet, and regardless we should let her choose it for herself (which requires actually give her the space/focus in fan works to do so).

Imagine Chris being worried about you.

A/N: Part 2, yay! Not much to say here, just building things up for y'all. 😏 You can read the previous parts here - (Mini Series - Masterlist; Mini Series Spin-off - ‘Unexpected Reader - Masterlist’; ‘Chapter 2 - Little Ways Away: Part 1’) Enjoy. X

“Bet you thought I was going to answer the phone. Well, I’m not because I’m busy so-”

Chris hung up before your voicemail could finish talking, sighing because it was the seventh time he’d gotten your voicemail in three days. He was starting to get worried because he hadn’t spoken with you since Sunday, which was when he’d questioned if you were really okay and you’d lied to his face. The two of you agreed to have a proper conversation after that one, but it was yet to happen. Every time he called, you’d watch it ring and let it go to voicemail then text him back with an excuse as to why you couldn’t answer: “I’m in class.”, “I’m on my way to work.”, “I’m in the library.”, “Dodger and I are going for a walk.”, “Ava and I are on our way to a movie.”, “I have to call my mom.”, “I’m going grocery shopping.” Out of the seven times, you’d only told the truth twice about why you had to miss his call.

Now Chris didn’t know if he was really that unlucky and you were really that busy, or if you were avoiding him so you wouldn’t have to deal. You knew him, as well as he knew you, so you got what he meant when he said “I’ll call you tomorrow and have an actual conversation, okay?” The last thing you needed was a worried boyfriend- something Chris would’ve become if he’d confronted you and you’d broke down crying- so you decided it was better if you avoided him for a while. In your mind, it was a good idea because yes, he’d be worried, but he’d be less worried than if he knew the truth about your struggles. You knew he had enough on his plate with a project as big as Infinity War and that he didn’t need you to be on it too.

In your mind, you were being a thoughtful girlfriend; in Chris’, however, you weren’t. And though Ava knew how things would end if you didn’t reconsider your bad idea, she said nothing because since she spilled the beans to Chris- you’d politely asked her to stay out of your relationship. She agreed, of course, because as your best friend she’d always respect your decision- even if it was “a fucking stupid one.” That comment was unsaid because she knew you didn’t need a fight with her when a fight with Chris was obviously on its way. All of this, everything that was happening right now was the calm before the storm. Eventually Chris would get ahold of you and everything you thought you could avoid would come crashing down onto you.

“Bet you thought I was going to-”

“God dammit, Y/N,” Chris cussed as he slammed his phone onto the table; Sebastian looked up with a raised brow. “Sorry,” Chris muttered, rubbing his forehead. “I just-” he huffed, “I’m trying to get ahold of Y/N and she won’t pick up and I’m kind of freaking out. She’s clearly going through something, but she won’t talk to me about it. And I don’t- What the fuck is going through her mind?” Sebastian pursed his lips at Chris’ obvious frustration. “Does she think this is a good idea- to just avoid my calls like my worries are just going to disappear?”

“I think it’s a good idea to breathe, maybe?” Sebastian suggested and Chris took a slow, deep breath. “Okay, now that you have some oxygen in your lungs,” Sebastian teased then chuckled when Chris shot him a weary look. “Just relax, man. I’m sure everything’s fine and you’re just overreacting.”

“I am not overreacting, she-”

“That sounds like something someone who’s overreacting would say,” Sebastian cut him off with pursed lips and Chris rolled his eyes. “Oh come on, Chris,” Sebastian chuckled. “She’s a university student, what do you expect? Do you remember your university experience? 'Cause I do. Things get busy and chaotic and overwhelming, but it’s nothing that we couldn’t handle. So stop worrying so much, Y/N is a capable girl. If she’s not telling you things, maybe it’s because she can handle it.” Chris huffed and Sebastian sighed, “I know you feel like you have to protect her 'cause she’s younger than you, but maybe you’re being a little overbearing?”

Chris had nothing to say because Sebastian made some pretty solid points. Like you, he had a best friend to knock some sense into him, buff tense situations, and talk him out of some dumb decisions. Perhaps Sebastian was right, perhaps he was being a little overbearing. But he couldn’t help it, you were important to him and he knew you weren’t the kind of person who talked about things unless he pressed. That was one of the differences he’d found between you and your second person protagonist, you were more concern with how he saw you which meant you’d lie to him if you had to. He realized that the two of you really needed to discuss that before it became a bigger problem than it already was, and he knew it would because honesty and communication were two of the most important factors in a successful relationship. Clearly those were the areas the two of you lacked in considering everything that’d happened between the two of you.

“I’m sure she’ll talk to you when she’s ready,” Sebastian consoled. “Until then- I don’t think you should push her. I don’t know her as well as you, but I feel like she’s one of those girls who- y'know, the-more-you-push-the-further-she’ll-run? She seems like the type, and it’s not a bad type- it’s just tricky.” Chris sighed and nodded in agreement. “But she obviously cares about you, so don’t give up on her. After all, you don’t know what her reasons are. Maybe she doesn’t want you to worry and that’s why she’s not telling you anything.”

“I’m not going to give up on her.” Chris wasn’t sure about a lot, but he was sure about that. “She’s a puzzle, that one, but she’s one of those puzzles that when you figure it out and finish it-” he smiled when he thought about you, “it’s going to be beautiful and incredibly satisfying.” Sebastian found himself smiling at Chris’ smile; he was very happy for him friend, that was for sure. “And I know for a fact that she’s not telling me anything because she doesn’t want me to worry, that’s exactly the kind of person she is. But,” he sighed with a small smile, “that’s one of the many reason I love her. What?” Chris chuckled when he heard Sebastian chuckle.

“Nothing,” Sebastian shook his head. “I’m just- Y/N is the first girlfriend you’ve spoken so openly about.” Chris narrowed his eyes, but his smile remained on his lips because his friend was right. “You’ve never talked about any of your other girlfriends before- well, not when the relationship was still so new. But with Y/N? I mean- you keep photos of her in your trailer, you introduce us over FaceTime, you talk about her all the time and it is- This is a new side to you that we all love,” Sebastian admitted and Chris’ smile widened.

“Yeah, well-” Chris’ smile reached his eyes when he thought about the future he was planning to have with you. “She’s different.” Sebastian nodded, because obviously you were. “I know I can spend the rest of my life with her, and I want to. I really, really want to,” he admitted with a soft chuckle and Sebastian smiled. “I um- I just want her to live her life first, before she settles down with me. I don’t want her to miss out on anything, y'know?”

“That’s sweet,” Sebastian nodded. “I like her with you, I think we all do. She’s…” He trailed off, trying to find the right word then settled on what Chris used earlier, “different. But it’s the kind of different you want to welcome into your life.” Chris nodded in agreement. “I don’t know, I think you knocked it out of the park with Y/N. I haven’t met her in real life, but- I’m fairly confident about what I just said.”

“Me too,” Chris nodded with a smile.

“So try and remember what I said earlier, so you don’t do anything dumb to lose her,” Sebastian reminded him and they both chuckled. “'Cause man, Chris, you’d be a world class idiot to lose a girl as amazing as Y/N, who’s obviously perfect for you.”

“Believe me, I know,” Chris chuckled as his mind flitted back to the conversations he’d had with Ava, your mom and dad, your older brother, his mom, Scott, Carly, Shanna- literally his whole family, Kevin, Scarlett, Robert, both Chrises- basically everyone and anyone he’d spoken to about you. He didn’t need more people to tell him what he already knew; you were special and he wasn’t going to let you go. “You’re not the first person to tell me that.”

“Yet I’m sure I won’t be the last.”

“Yeah, me too,” Chris chuckled.

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Part 3

anonymous asked:

"Namjoon is a genius and namjoon is in the top tier of kpop rappers." How so? I don't disagree, I just want to hear some Namjoon appreciation.

me: loves this ask

me: takes 8 years to respond

im sorry i took forEVER to respond pal! i wanted to do this justice and ive been hella busy

OKRR. SO THIS IS WHY JOONIE IS ONE OF THE GREATEST

1) lets look at the obvious first; the reception of various rappers and the general rap community

  • Warren G: “Even though I wasn’t able to understand his lyrics completely, I can say that it was really good. The flow, the style and his rhythm are all very good.” and “When listening to Rap Monster’s songs, it sounds a bit like me or Snoop Dogg rapping over the beats to what we’ve made.” AND “If I comment from an artist and a producer point of view, Rap Monster is one of the best rappers I know. The way he delivers his rap is outstanding.” (me: *chokes*)
  • Tiger JK: called namjoon “the industry junior who changed his preconceptions about idols.”
  • SPIN Review: “With smartly snagged instrumentals from Run the Jewels and Big K.R.I.T., a cameo from Tech N9ne sidekick Krizz Kaliko, and surprisingly sturdy hooks on the piano-bar blues “Life” and the hammering standout single “Do You,” Kim Namjoon actually stands a chance of making a dent in the States.”
  • XXL Mag: “Rap Monster rarely fails to live up to his name. The Ilsan, South Korea-raised rapper is one of the region’s most dexterous rappers, capable of switching flows effortlessly as he glides across an array of diverse instrumentals.”
  • DJ Booth (Lucas G): “I really like the balance between rapping in Korean and rapping in English. If the project was all in Korean, I’m not sure I could have connected with him but by mixing the two languages together he provides the listener with a brand new experience; I don’t feel like a passive listener. Shit even when he’s rapping in Korean, I can still feel his words. He’s got a hunger and an excitement that can be felt in any language.”
  • Tony Jones: “Rap Monster can outrap any rapper” (tbh not super relevant but i had to include it bc its so cute)
  • i highkey feel like there is more but rn im functioning on half my brain cells rip


2) lyrics; this is really important to me. lots of ppl pick rappers off of their beats and how lit they are.. THIS ISN’T RAPPING. if yall want lit beats tune into the producer or just listen to trap. that’s not what rap is about. 

lyrics are CRAZY important! and like, diss and bragging lyrics are such a sidebar. if you can only diss and brag I’m sorry but you aren’t worth shit lol.

here in my opinion are some of his best lyrics (READ THIS SHIT! YALL PLEASE)

  • “the thing that redeemed me too, the things that pushed into me - the distant precipice and everything, that’s all me - foolish humanity, you too can become gods - hold your head straight and try, a saint’s smile - Jesus’ footsteps, Allah’s prayers - even until Maria’s love, all of it is inside you - this is unconditional redemption and unconditional belief” (God Rap)
  • “I live to understand the world - But the world didn’t once understand me” (Always)
  • “these people who clamor for respect with their own mouths - even they don’t know the misjudgments of those words - freedom and self-indulgence, they’re obviously different” (Do You)
  • “if you look less at wits, there are a lot of things that change - you were born as a hero, why are you trying to become a slave? - “because it hurts, it’s youth” - that kind of definition is the biggest problem - in life a genre is a trap, just like music - because you become an idiot as soon as you’re tied down there - fuck that.” (Do You)
  • “every night inside me I quietly fight with myself - my heart pounds, my colleagues stab me in the back - while saying that I became a moron after joining a company- yeah fuck you I’m an idol, yeah yeah I’m an idol - at one time I hated it but now I love to get that title” (Awakening)
  • “I thought I could catch the mirage known as happiness - but the me in front of my desk wasn’t happy even for a moment - without my mom knowing, I put a sheet of white paper between the pages of my workbook - my identity that I wrote down matched to the drum and bass - a different, relaxed feeling compared to when I got my report card” (Voice)
  • “do you know the reality that there’s no shadow in the fire? - then will I become the fire or will I become the light, that’s my question - so if I become the light then in the daylight, then the darkness - closes his eyes when it’s bright and when others sleep, opens his eyes again - even though I felt suffering I thank you” (God Rap)
  • “life is more beautiful knowing that we’ve taken a loan on death - even light is treasured more when there’s darkness - the sunshine appears after we’ve passed through the storm” (Life)
  • “but the thing that we all learned at some point was how - to step on someone, to catch them, to erase them, to hate them - fuck all the peace and love, I know that that’s the natural enemy of success - that’s too obvious” (Life)
  • “everything can coexist, positive and negativity - the thing that guides me and this world is ultimately those two’s synergy - all wanderings related to existence, sometimes until they’re chaotic - even those moments now seem lovable - if you’re confused about what is right and what is wrong - what makes me want to live again, think about it” (I Believe)
  • OK SO LIKE THESE ARE DISS LYRICS BUT YALL BETTER KNOW THIS IS SOME OF THE MOST SAVAGE SHIT IVE EVER HEARD: “Even if you don’t like me, you know me - I like hate comments more than no comments - I DON’T KNOW YOU - BUT YOU KNOW MY NAME” (Cypher 4
  • credit to btstrans for lyrics


3) delivery…  every rapper has their own style and namjoon for sure has great fucking delivery omg (that voice tho). in terms of pure flow i have three fav songs…

Awakening: the song that made me a Rap Monster fan (way before I knew what kpop was). The intensity and emotion in his voice still gives me chills.

Joke: his vocal control, his phrase stylization, his ability to spit so flawlessly with like no air… Joke is ALL about flow

P.D.D.: so chill… but the way he raps still draws in the listener; this is partially due to the natural depth and beauty of his voice, but a lot of it is in the energy his delivery has, even when it’s relaxed as fuck. namjoon raps like he’s telling a story, and the rise and fall of his voice is perfectly responsive and sensitive to his lyrics.


4) live stages! his lives are great. i won’t say they’re perfect, but they are still awesome and he always gets hype as FUCK and gets the audience into it

What Am I To You: i literally get so fucking emotional. dont debate this with me, this is honestly his best live stage ever. fucking flawless.

Do You: you see me bopping to this shit in my home? im getting fucking hyped yall as i write this


OKAY BOO BOO HOPE YOU LIKED THIS!!!!!!!!!!!!! comment/reblog with what you think makes Namjoon an amazing rapper!!

as always, if you think im wrong, pls message me ;)

anonymous asked:

wHere does this discreditation for keith as leader come from anyway ? tbh space dad fanon is so gross .

I dunno, if some people out there are able to see Shiro as a fatherly figure or even a “daddy”, then that’s cool, everyone has their own interpretation. (I might be even a bit jealous haha) 

I personally see too much of Shiro’s vulnerabilities so its very hard for me to see him as any kind of parental figure when my reaction to his character is mostly “omg what the hell is he doing?? is he ok? is he eating right? is he sleeping enough? does he need a hug? a good back rub?” most of the time I just wanna wrap him in a blanket and kiss his forehead and tell him he dun have to go lead voltron if he dun wanna, and I like get super proud of him whenever he makes any kind of progress. Shiro is totally my space bby.

And even though I agree that Shiro has these strong parental feelings towards the paladins, he’s definitely more like the older brother that has to take care of his younger siblings after their parents die and has to sacrifice his youth for that… not that I think he actually has too, but more like he feels like he does. And hopefully one day he will get over it and will allow himself to be a little more carefree. (Cuz I think you can see Shiro wants to have fun and be young and also be more who he really is, but doesn’t really allows himself to (with a few exceptions ofcourse), because he can’t, cause you kno, he lived through shit, he’s not as innocent and clueless as the rest of them, he knows what they’re facing.

Tho I have to admit sometimes it’s a bit funny to me, because I watch the show with kids sometimes (I love introducing kids to voltron) and you got all these kids who are like 5-10 year old and they mostly just kinda see Shiro as one of the guys. Atleast from my experience they don’t really perceive him as a father figure or even see any kind of age gap between him and the rest of the paladins. He’s just “the leader guy” and he looks all muscular and serious cuz he’s “the leader guy” and therefore obviously has to be the strongest or something (and some of them are young enough to probably see a 20+ guy as a dad) And then I go on tumblr and there’s all these teens and twenty year olds who call Shiro dad and are convinced Shiro is like an actual father to the paladins and has like 10 year old age gap with them. But again every interpretation is valid as long as you remember not to force your own on someone elses and insist that it’s the only way to see things. Not all interpretations make sense.. but they’re all valid.

And I kinda blame the mullet for Keith’s discrediation haha, cause like he definitely acts like a leader (not a very nice one, but still a leader), but he just dun look the leader part. Like ofcourse the square jawed, hero looking, dorito build Garrison golden boy with the marines haircut is a good leader! But that guy with the dirty mullet who wears his collar up, lives in a murder shack in the dessert and sleeps with a knife under his pillow, he’s trouble! 

People are just being mullet prejudice

And Keith and Shiro always seemed kinda like a duo of leaders anyway. Like Keith is basically Shiro’s second in command. I dunno, to me atleast it always seemed that Keith is not at the same place Hunk, Lance and Pidge are. He’s a bit more where Shiro is.  even if it’s just him trying to be more where Shiro is. (they kinda have this thing of you know how like the sargent will always be a dick and his role will be discipline and the officer would be this very calm friendly angel.) Like if Lance didn’t say he and Keith were in the same class, id think Keith was closer in age to Shiro than to the other paladins just from the way he acts. I think I had this discussion before how LHK have a very highschool mentality, while Keith and Shiro have a military one. (He does get super childish and immature with Lance tho, Lance is like his weakness haha, thats like the only thing that gives him away)

So I think Keith being leader is like the natural choice, i’m not sure why it even had to be mentioned by Shiro. or why Keith is surprised by that… ofcourse the person that’s been basically acting like second in command all this time gonna take over. Who else?

Keith’s so funny with his “but why would you make me leader, Shiro?” as if he didn’t probably freaking put his everything into getting where Shiro is until now…

Like you can see him being all “good job, Lance! good to have you back on the team, Pidge!” and just giving orders and encouragements and taking control of situations left and right, and then he has the nerve to pretend he didn’t TRY and doesn’t actually aspire to be a leader. I dunno if it’s all just natural talent he never noticed he had and only Shiro can see… Or if Keith just really thinks that even tho he tries really hard he still sucks…  Probably the last one.

And I think that maybe “Keith, I want you to lead Voltron” is something he wanted to hear Shiro say someday and was working hard for it, but definitely not under these particular circumstances. Not because Shiro is dying or might die in the future, but because Shiro will see him as a capable leader and as an equal, because I think that’s where Keith has been trying to get. (although to me he’s still clearly the better choice for voltron leader) So I dunno, I think that Shiro’s request might have been a little bittersweet to him. Shiro should have left the “death” part out haha. (it should have been “Keith, im getting tired of this bullshit and occasionally need a break, and you’re an amazing leader so how about you take over for me for awhile sometime” but no he just had to be all morbid and dramatic about it..)

But yeah I blame the Mullet for people missing Leader Keith. The mullet got all of you fooled! 

anonymous asked:

Im very attracted to your meta about unrequited love especially about furuta motive pattern n prediction about his perspective I must be agree that furuta want to lost his humanity emotion n of course included make far distance for love. But only one im confused at when i read his poem “So if you were planning on giving me something In this year I want four times more of that love or hate I don’t need anything else.” after we already knew even slightly about himwhat does this mean? Thanks 😊

I can totally interpret that line for you! This was a point I was planning on getting to one day in a meta, and I might elaborate on it more later but for now. The best way to explain this line is to still think of it in the narrative of “Furuta does not want to be a human being”, or to be more specific “Furuta does not want to be loved as a human being.”

Regarded as, and hated as, works as well in this context. Furuta’s narrative is one of depersonalization, he wants to be loved, because everyone wants to live while being loved, it’s unavoidable.  Though Furuta himself does not offer much self reflection as a character, as I pointed out before even his internal monologues tend to be lies, he’s so thoroughly a liar. However, an answer lies within his foil, Kaneki. 

Even if you have no memories of being loved, for as long as you have memories of loving someone, you can continue to live.”

…But how is someone who has never been loved be capable of loving someone else?

I want to disappear [x]

Haise’s poem is about this topic, him trying to search for some way to compromise, a way for him to be loved without himself having to learn how to love others because he finds himself incapable of doing so. His answer is denationalization as well. It’s the title of the poem “I want to disappear”. Remove the poetry and simplify the message down to be as literal as possible, and the feeling expressed is just “I want to die.”

The easiest way to stop being a person is to kill yourself after all, then you no longer have to exist and be alive. The choice to depict Furuta and Kaneki both as hanged men is quite a literal one, as both of them want to die. The reason why their conflict is tangled up in each other to the point where both of their nooses tie into each other though, is both of them refuse to just die simply unloved. Kaneki at his strongest moment of self reflection right before getting rid of the Haise personality even admits to such. 

This ends up sounding a whole lot like:

So if you were planning on giving me something.
In this year, I want four times more of that love or hate.

I don’t need anything else.

I have become 6 years old [x]

Both of these characters have their own want to be loved, tied up in their desire to die so messily that the two of them basically become indistinct, therefore the two of them are tied together in nooses to tightly it’s difficult to tell where the knots began and end. 

The compromise then, that these two characters reach between their want to die, and want to be loved is to live and die as a symbol. IE “I want to die in style.”  Being objectified, being made into a symbol whether that’s a villain or martyr is another form of derpersonalization. It’s a common theme of Kaneki’s character and how others tend to regard him. 

It’s even brought up again very recently to, what Kaneki tends to mean to the others around him. 

In fact, one could even argue that Eto knew this specifically about Kaneki, and it’s partially why she worded her request for him to become one eyed king the way she did. 

“You’re the only one who can do this, you’re the one they all have to rely on-” Eto says as if she was not attempting to manufacture an entire assembly line of one eyed king candidates like Takizawa and Amon, as if the person had been Kaneki all along. In other words she’s playing him to recruit him into her revolution, because she knows Kaneki wants to be relied on people and be loved by them that way, instead of directly as a person.

Which leads us back to Furuta again, if Kaneki has chosen to play the hero, then Furuta has decided to play the villain. Remember the line is “A good thing or a bad thing, it doesn’t matter, I’ll do something to make everybody love me.” On a very subconscious level, they’re indifferent as long as they can be in the eyes of others. Which is why Furuta has no problem choosing to be the villain, and orchestrator in this scenario instead. 

While Furuta is working very hard towards his objective, I myself doubt if he really means to succeed, or even if he would be satisfied by it. Just like Arima, and the other garden children, he’s probably resigned to his death long ago, and all of his efforts now are just to give his death some kind of meaning. 

But for you people, how are you still celebrating your life despite how hopelessly stupid or ugly you are?

I am genuinely impressed.

Doesn’t it make you want to die?
If you die, you can get cured you know. (This is true.)

Furuta was after all, in awe about how people could continue to live on normally in an ugly world like this one. He’s probably just like Kaneki, somebody whose lost all hope and only sees his current actions as one last great gambit to make everyone love him in his death. 

Chameleon [part 4]

Synopsis: [still in construction]
Requested: not at all
Pairing: Bucky×Reader
Warnings: none so far

Preview: Part 2; Part 3; Masterlist

A/N: I made a masterlist for Chameleon in case you guys need it :)

P.S.: I gotta start working on a synopsis so people will be more interested in reading Chameleon. Am I right?


You were locked in a room where the lights weren’t very strong but still you could see the woman right in front of you. It was small in there, but you didn’t know if it was for the space that was actually just a janitor’s closet or because Natasha’s presence built this huge sexual tension between the two of you.

“I thought you were more professional than this.” you said awarding a rough ‘shh’ from the agent.

“This is the most private room in this tower. Friday can hear us everywhere so if you are trying to keep this conversation safe from Tony, we better make it discreet.” she was speaking dangerously close to your face. 

Natasha dragged you to the janitor’s closet right after you left the gym where you made sure not to transform into anybody else just to avoid any other camera flagrant of you other than the one last time. 

“We could just have gone to a cafe or some-” and once again Natasha interrupted you.

“This is not a date, Y/N.” she thought you were being way too silly. She liked you though.

Before you could even excuse yourself, she had a penetrating look in your eyes, ready to start an interrogatory. Well, you weren’t ready for it, you had no idea what her questions would be about. Of course agent Romanoff would start off asking the basic about your powers, about the things that she had seen yesterday. After that, you couldn’t imagine what way would this conversation take.

You surely wanted to be more accepted, that was the whole point in blending right? But it wasn’t in your plans to in a single shot open up yourself to the Black Widow. This situation made you then think that maybe it was a huge mistake to have copied her DNA during your first training session. But well, it was too late now, Y/N.

Could you organize better your thoughts? You wanted to be accepted but also preserve your privacy. Both could happen but it would be very difficult since everybody had their eyes on you and still didn’t trust you at all. It most probably would get much worse after knowing you could copy their DNAs. Maybe Bruce Banner would just adore you and try using you as an experiment. Stay away from him, was your mental note.

“What did you do to look just like me yesterday? Don’t spare me the details.” Natasha asked going straight to the point. You swallowed the lump in your throat that instantly came back. 

You weren’t scared of Natasha, you were just afraid she would be able to make you talk too much. You had to filter well everything you had to say, you didn’t need anybody knowing what had happened in the past even if it was quite long ago.

“I don’t actually know how it happens but I basically can copy your DNA through the touch.” you explained taking hold of the situation and bettering your posture not to look inferior to Natasha. 

“What about my fighting skills? How did you copy them as well?” she crossed her arms drawing some attention to her cleavage. You kept your eyes on hers and fought not to feel the room too small again.

“I get some information from you too.” you started explaining. “I never had any scientific explanation to how things works, but I can get through your mind somehow. I copy the things people do, their personality… It’s like wearing a costume and being an amazing actress.” you tried to light up the mood. It was getting heavier and heavier, someone needed to do something. 

“You invaded my privacy.” she complained. Natasha started not to like your talents.

“I didn’t go very far.” you went back to explaining. “I don’t break in, I don’t, I don’t- You wouldn’t understand. Nobody ever does. But don’t be afraid, it’s not like I can read your mind and know your secrets…”

Natasha wanted to believe in your words and she had no reason to doubt you. Y/N, you could do amazing things with your power, as well as destroy an entire civilization, but you never did. You wouldn’t ever do. You always had a kind heart, a raw soul, a little bit of love and hope in your life, you were a nice person, full of kindness and virtues, you just didn’t know. And if you yourself, didn’t know how incredible you were as well as were your powers, how could the others see it?

Yes, Professor Xavier knew, also Nick Fury knew. But to have a majority of people knowing who you are, who your heart turns you into, you had to be the essence and not a consequence of the middle. But you were only going to learn that in the future. 

“I think you need to be studied.” Natasha came up with this idea. “To see what you’re really capable of and-”

“What? No. This is not happening. Im not a mouse, Natasha.”

“Bruce wouldn’t treat you like a mouse.”

Bruce? No. Nobody is going to study me. And do you remember what I told you? If they know about my shit, they will hate me. Do you like knowing I can easily copy you? No, you don’t. Now imagine someone like Sam Wilson that already hates me. What about Tony? He would lock me somewhere deep inside under the earth. And-” of course Natasha interrupted you one more time.

“Y/N.” she held your face in her both hands making you look right into her eyes. This was probably the sweetest thing she has ever done to anyone besides kissing Bruce Banner which was another case. “We are a team. Stark can hate you, and Sam too, but they have hearts.”

Yes they have hearts. Well, they were humans after all. And they had no reason to hate you, did they? You were just a stranger, yes, but there was no real reason to write your name down on their black list. They didn’t even give you a chance to be nice to them or to prove that you were an Avenger as Sam doubted.

Avenger. Still two days here and so far you had no good opinion in being an Avenger. You needed something to flip you upside down and make you see things differently, to make you feel like a superhero. But this thing was still yet to come. 

“I know you don’t wanna trust anyone, I felt that myself. Nobody seems reliable. But at least trust me.” she almost smiled to you. She held it back not to be too sweet to you, she had a reputation to conserve. 

You stared into her eyes for long seconds holding your breath before you could answer. You wanted to say no, to keep things the way they were. But her voice echoed in your mind, we are a team. Unable to say anything, you nodded. You nodded because hiding would be too hard, because talking in the janitor’s room wasn’t comfortable, because you wanted to be respected, because you wanted people to understand you at least. Because you wanted Bucky to have more reasons to smile to you…

“Good.” 

Natasha opened the door of the closet and took a look to check if anyone was around. Nobody. She stepped out closing the door behind her and a few seconds after you got out too. She was nowhere to be seen. You decided to go to your room and take a shower, prepare yourself for the day.


You never imagined that you would ever see Mr. Bucky Barnes need some help to lubricate his metal arm. It was funny but you behaved yourself in front of him and Stark’s assistant that took care of Bucky’s metal arm. She left the room leaving the two of you alone.

“I didn’t know you needed oil on your arm.” you said creating small talk with Bucky. He smiled. Seemed as he liked doing it, at least to you. 

“I know this is high-tech but sometimes it sounds like opening a door of a haunted house.” he laughed and you did too. 

Bucky sat next to you and noticed how tense you were. He thought it was because of him, he always thought he made people tense. His metal arm is pretty intimidating and being a cyborg as he felt he was, wasn’t very approaching. He didn’t want you to think he was weird, that he was dangerous even though he kinda was. He wanted you to like him, that was one of the reasons he smiled to you whenever he could. 

“Did you have breakfast already?” the man asked but not looking at you. He was still getting rid of the thought of you scared of him, tense because of his presence. 

“No. You?” he denied waving his head.

“Wanna go to this coffee shop around the corner? They have the best black coffee, and fresh croissant every morning.” you were going to say yes but not before remembering Natasha’s line when she said This is not a date, Y/N., when you told her to have your meeting somewhere else, somewhere like a cafe

You didn’t know if coffee shops were a date place only to Natasha, but somewhere deep inside of you, you also wanted it to be to Bucky too. You smiled to the beautiful man next to you and said yes. 

Before you could even get up from the couch, Bruce Banner shows at the door with a concerned look. He was looking for you but also for Natasha that shortly showed up from behind him.

“I think we should have a chat now.” Natasha said and it was the signal for you to discreetly go to Bruce’s lab and talk privately to him. With a exception of Friday that could hear you everywhere but would only release info if someone asked for it which none of you was counting to happen. 

You looked at Bucky that had a confused looked until realizing that something was going on and it seemed pretty important, not to say complicated. He wondered if you were in trouble. Usually when shit would happen, either Bruce or Tony would be the ones to fix the damage. That’s what made Bucky turn back to you and ask:

“Is everything alright?” it sounded concerned the way he talked to you. The soldier really didn’t want you to be in any bad situation, he really had only positive things to wish to you. 

“Yes, everything is fine.” you assured him but he didn’t believe a word you said. He took a better look at you and your tense arms made him wonder if again it was because of him or the sudden appearance of Bruce in the room.

“Are you sure?” he asked again this time annoying Natasha for taking you too long to just get up and follow them. 

You are not a mouse, Y/N. You repeated to yourself. You knew you were not a mouse, you knew you weren’t an experiment, but did they know? In an act of instinct, you held Bucky’s hand and he held it back. Tight enough to make you feel somehow safe. The soldier was holding you for dear life at this moment. 

“Can you come with me?”


The lab was full of things you didn’t know what were their use. You wondered if Bruce would try to use his weird tools on you, you hoped not. Bucky still held your hand and in no way it felt awkward. You needed support and even though you trusted Natasha, you didn’t trust Natasha and Bruce together. You knew well how a bad combination of people could do bad things, life had thought you that. So there you were, the four of you in the lab, doors locked.

“So what is this meeting about?” asked Bruce all shy. You didn’t believe his shyness; he was a scientist, he was probably a lunatic and not a shy guy, thought you.

“Y/N is a mutant.”

“What?” Bucky and Bruce reacted to Natasha’s words equally. It would be funny if the moment wasn’t of tension.

“Y/N?” Bucky called your name wanting to have something from you. An explanation of course.

“She’s right.” your voice was low and inferior to Natasha’s. You started feeling like a mouse already. “You know what, I’m fine with my mutants skills, okay? I don’t even know why I’m here. I don’t need help.”

“I’m sure you need help, Y/N.” Natasha spoke louder than you trying to convince you one more time that you needed Bruce.

“For what?”

“First of all, we need to make sure you are not as destructive as Hulk can be. And if you so, we need to control it. Not offence, Banner.” Nat was spitting out the truth. “I’m afraid of what else you can do but anyhow we also need to know how far you can go.”

The agent held your shoulders and squeezed them but her touch didn’t make Bucky move an inch from you. Always holding your hand and sometimes you would tighten your grip. 

“And last but not least, you need a suit.” just the thought of having a suit disgusted you. 

“Can we be more clear here? What does Y/N exactly do?” asked the scientist. He was just confused as the soldier but the latter was too focused on feeling your touch.

“Yesterday when we were training, I asked Y/N to show me what she knew, and apparently she knows how to copy DNAs.” agent Romanoff still didn’t make it clear to Bruce.

“I turn into other people. I take their DNAs and just… Change. I don’t know. It just happens, it is like-”

“That is… Incredible.” said Bruce with the best impressed facial expression he had. “Can I- Can I see it?”

“I’m not gonna do it again.”

“They need to see it, Y/N.” Nat, for the hundredth time, tried to convince you  to do what she suggested.

“Okay, you don’t have to do it. Not now. But talk more, what else do you do?” the questions Bruce was asking were the same as Natasha’s earlier that day. You had to repeat everything again and it felt unpleasant. What a situation you put yourself into. 

“Bruce, she fought me with my abilities. It was surreal. Y/N not only looked like me but she also acted like me. I’ve never seen anything like this before.”

“This is the kind of case you find in the X-Men.” Banner spoke and you swallowed dry. 

You didn’t wanna have anything to do with the X-Men. Just hearing this name made you dizzy and see black spots everywhere. This was all a bad idea and to make it worse Bruce Banner was mentioning the largest group of mutants in the country. You had to do something not put yourself in a worse scenery than this exact one. 

“Can’t you check the security cameras?” suggested Nat. 


The three of them were behind Bruce’s computer screen waiting for the exact moment you turned into a version of Natasha Romanoff. You were on the other side of the table waiting for them be done with their entertaining show. A few seconds later the three avengers looked up at you and had priceless expressions. You could have snapped a picture of their faces and save it for future occasions. 

“Y/N, how- how did it happen?” Bucky looked at you and tried not to check you out from up and down a little scared. 

“I just touched Nat and it was enough to clone her.” and you regretted saying this.

Because the second you said it, Bucky instantly looked at his hand, the one he used to hold yours seconds ago before watching the video. He looks up back at you and you could see that he held his hand back, behind the table, somewhere you couldn’t reach. He knew that if you wanted, you had enough time to clone his DNA when you were holding hands anyhow he wanted to preserve himself now that he knew about how you ‘capture information’.

He didn’t want to touch you anymore. Well, he wanted to touch you, yes, but not risk having you cloning him. Did she just do it? The soldier asked himself not wanting you to have already stored his DNA. You couldn’t help but frown from seeing him distancing himself from you.

“Is there a time limit for you to stay in another form?” Banner continued questioning you but you had no mind to answer his questions anymore. You had no will to do anything anymore that day or any other day until Bucky went back to look at you as he did the first day you saw him.

It seemed like he wouldn’t smile to you any time soon. You regretted having him in the lab with you, and regretted talking to the crazy Bruce Banner and psycho Natasha Romanoff. What would you do now that you disappointed the only one that was kind to you?

Bucky decided to leave the room, while Bruce still talked and you didn’t hear him anymore, you had all your senses focused on the soldier that was now passing through the door leaving you behind completely paralyzed, deaf, speechless…

Bucky, wait. Too bad he couldn’t hear your thoughts. 


Next: Part 5

-Pearl Writer

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Never Again: Jerome Valeska x Reader (Angst/Fluff)

I got a lovely request from an anon that asked: “A Jerome Valeska imagine where him and the reader get into an argument, when she tells him that she is leaving he makes it seem like he doesn’t care and just acts really cocky. But when the reader’s life is in danger and he saves her from getting killed by someone (you pick who) he realizes that he was acting stupid and that makes him realize that he loves her too much to let her go and he can’t lose her. Make it really fluffy and adorable please! :)”

Contains swearing and violence with a bunch of fluff, hope you like it! Takes place during Season 3 of Gotham. IM REALLY SORRY FOR MAKING IT SO ANGSTY AT THE START BUT IT’S GOT A REALLY NICE ENDING EVERYONE.

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After Jerome had come back, he had bumped into you on one of his heists, and whisked you away with him. You thought he would let his guard down, open up about his problems. You did that with him, and he understood your pain, so why couldn’t you understand his? Why won’t he let you help him?

You ran your hands through your hair as you sat on the couch, as Jerome was yelling at his men. The job they pulled didn’t go so well, so he ended up killing them, right in front of you.
He would be more discreet with this, but today he didn’t feel like it. He was too sloppy today.

“What the heck Jerome?!”
“Oh shut up!” He yelled before aiming his gun at you, making you gasp.
“Why are you acting like this towards me?!”
“Why are you acting like such a whiny brat!” He mocked with a high pitched voice.
“Jerome stop! We’ve been dating for six months! You should know that I care about you!”

Jerome laughed, “Care? Well, this must be a one sided relationship honey.”
Your eyes widened as your voice cracked, “Why is that?”
“Well, it just so happens that I don’t care about you. At all. Never have, never will.”
He hummed as he plopped down on the couch and turned on the TV.
You took out one of the staples from his face, causing him to scream in pain.
“You jerk! I’m leaving you!”
“Then go!” He yelled as you went to pack your bags.
Tears were streaming down your face as you saw him staple his face back on.
Dropping your bags you whimpered, “Tell me this now Jerome, every time I had a nightmare and you were by my side, telling me that everything was okay, did you mean it? Did you mean to when you would tell me I was special? Did you mean it when you said those three words after our first kiss?”

Jerome furrowed his brows before throwing the stapler he had been using towards you as he screamed,
“No! I didn’t mean any of it!”
“Fuck you Jerome!” You slammed the door of his apartment before stomping out, crying.
You didn’t know where to go. What would your family say? You were a wanted criminal now.
You found yourself sleeping in an abandoned building, covering yourself in a newspaper.

Meanwhile, Jerome was throwing everything in the apartment around. His knuckles were bloody as he curse and yelled at the air. “You idiot! She loved you, and you had to turn her away!”
Jerome loved you, but he was scared of finally being ready to face the fact that he was capable of love. He couldn’t lose you. So he walked out of the apartment and went looking for you, calling your name.

You felt a barrel of a gun against your forehead and you jolted upwards, and you gasped.
“Jerome?”
“No, I’m not Jerome, but my name is Jervis Tetch. You my dear, are coming with me. Now.”
You were dragged into a van by this man and got drugged.
Jerome saw what was going on, and he rushed so he could get into a car and drove off, following the van you were in.

Waking up, you found yourself at a table that had a wide range of desserts. You had been tied to a chair, and you began to sob even more. Then, the man you saw from before appeared,
“Alice! Why are you crying?”
Your eyes widened when you realized who this man was.
Alice was his dead sister, who he loved just a bit too much.
“Please let me go! I’m not her!”
“Alice, you misunderstand, I’m you’re brother!”
“No you’re not! You’re a monster, when my boyfriend comes, you’re going to be in so much trouble!”

“You mean the one you were fighting with a few hours ago? Sweetheart, he doesn’t care about you,” he paused before looking into your soul, “but I do.”
A gun shot sound rang through the room, and Jervis turned to see Jerome, who’s eyes were flaming with anger.
“Stay away from my girl you pedophile.” He shot Jervis in the leg as he groaned in pain.
Jerome then sauntered over, only to whack him with the gun, knocking Jervis out cold.

Going to your side, he didn’t say a word as he untied you.
Back at the apartment, the two of you sat in silence, you were still in shock.
You noticed that he had cleaned up his mess, but you saw broken plates and knives everywhere. Once the two of you were in bed, Jerome turned so that he wasn’t facing you.

You began to sob loudly as you hugged him from behind.
“I’m sorry! I love you! I know you don’t love me, but I still do-”
Jerome sighed before turning to sniffle and cup your face in his hands,
“Shh, it’s okay. I’m so sorry for what I did earlier. I love you so, so, so much. You have no idea, and I’m scared because I don’t know if I’m ready to be loved back. I’m scared of trusting someone so deeply and-”
You pressed your lips against his softly. That was all you needed to hear. Jerome hugged you tightly as you both continued the kiss.
Once the two of you needed to breath you spoke with a rasp, “You can trust and love me all you want. As long as you do the same for me.”

“I promise. I mean that. I really do.”

You smiled before leaning in to kiss him again.

vehement-fallen-angel  asked:

I am in love with your art style and resistance lance au like I need to know everything about him and that universe and how his relation with keaith and the others progress, have an amazing day!

oh gawwsh thank you, Ok ok I’m working out a few more specific details but the relationships are pretty messy at this point since i don’t have much content for the au (because i am slow) but I’ll do my best to explain. Also be aware I’m really not too concerned about ships with this Au (but I’m not against and I do have some ships I enjoy but interpret as you wish) I just find more interest in other things. Another thing, I don’t want to lean that far from canon personality and relationships.

here are the links to other Resistance Lance stuff:

drawing 1 / drawing 2 / drawing 3 / Comic 1 / Text

Keiths relationship w/ Lance: Keith is suspicious of everything he knows little about, Lance is an alien who knows a lot more than he gives to the team and has a past with the galra, he catches on and suspects foul play. He will confront Lance about his blade and they do get in a fight. He still is always standing near him, reacts to the taunts, but in the end they learn to bond and trust each other most like canon.

Shiros relationship with Lance: Shiro has survived as Champion but Lance was involved in that (HOW??? heheheh you’ll find out, comic coming soon). What happened is a blur for Shiro but Lance makes him a bit uneasy because of that involvement causing them to have less bonding moments. Still he learns to care about Lance as a leader and trusts his determination and knowledge. He’s a dad tho and Lance is Lance, what’s in canon is what I’m keeping as base.

Hunks relationship with Lance: Best friends at first sight, Hunk loves Lances energy it makes him feel like he can push past his fears. They trade stories, recipes, jokes, and stuff about their cultures all the time. They have each others backs and trusts each others minds and instincts. So their bond is same just without their history at the Garrison.

Pigdes relationship with Lance: They have that sibling bond however to add to the mix Lance has a tech dependance that gave him his leg and keeps him alive, Pidge nerds over the craftsmanship. Pidge also asks him a LOT of questions about alien stuff but she’s got her main focuses so she’s usually busy. (I’m using female pronouns for the sake of her saying ‘I’m a girl’)

Alluras relationship with Lance: She respects him as a paladin but she is totally thrown off by how different he acts to the altean culture she was raised in that’s where i’m going to make a few assumptions for old altean culture (I assume they were kind of regal adventurers who embrace the concept of fear, strength, universe spirituality, and order) Lance’s altean culture is completely different. It’s a very rough start for them at first but they learn each other’s differences and eventually they connect over the small similarities they find.

Corans relationship with Lance: There’s no doubt Lance has touched a soft spot in Corans heart. He see’s himself in Lance and keeps an eye on him. I think they have conversations about hard things Lance has gone through and Coran helps him. Their differences don’t bother Coran as much (I have this theory that Coran has a history of adventuring across the universe before becoming a king’s advisor and he’s seen a crap load of stuff so he’s unbothered by Lance being different)

More about Lance: I thought it was a cool idea if Lance was altean but not because that would make him a pretty prince (he already is one matey) but I thought it could open the Voltron Universe a bit more since the the beginning of Voltron the only people had that knowledge of the galra had memory loss, are from 10,000 years ago OR are super secretive(Marmorans). At the same time Lances nature as an adventurer and being a people person can be shown off. He’s shown the skill and capability to gain alien allies, lead as a friend, and follow as a ally.

He’s a bit secretive not only about his past and his feelings but Keith’s past as well. He guessed there was a connection to the Blade of Marmora the moment he saw the blade. He’s survived this long fighting against the galra because he doesn’t trust anyone with certain information. This will cause a problem with Voltron at first, but Coran will eventually teach him a way to keep valued secrets safe. One day he may trust someone with this information but it’s not going to end well.

heatherlanntheclever  asked:

Is there any chance of a happy ending for the Lannisters? I know they are awful people but why develop their motivations and give each of them a genuine moment of compassion if they are just going to murder each other? Every other POV gets a moment of truth/redemption why not the children of Tywin/Patriarchy/Aerys and Disability? I'm a bad person myself so I need to believe the Lions can defy themselves and prophesy and overcome their nature or what's the point? Not all of us are born Starks.

Hey! So it’s gonna take me a few minutes to answer your question, but I promise I’m gonna get there.

In one of the other shows I watch, an actor commented on the banality of evil. He said that evil is something commonplace. Given the right circumstances, great acts of evil could be committed by your neighbors, or your friends, or you, or me. Because evil is so easy. “The only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is for good men to do nothing.” You needn’t be a monster like Gregor to commit evil; you need only be human. 

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anonymous asked:

if requests are still open can i request some comforting headcanons with todoroki, bakugou and midoriya for a fem s/o who has to deal with a bad home situation like her dad kinda yells at her a lot but she usually keeps it in but she can't take it anymore and needs to be comforted? (sorry this was kinda detailed i've been having a hard time at home recently and your blog usually comforts me so thank you and sorry if this was confusing or anything)

((hey bud, I’m sorry about your situation. I kinda know how you feel a little bit lol. if you ever need to talk to anyone about stuff, feel free to im me any time))

“You’ve been acting strange all day, [Name]. What’s wrong?”
You looked up from your phone, surprised to see a look of blatant, obvious concern on Todoroki’s face. You hadn’t been acting strange. Had you been acting strange? “Nothing’s wrong, I’m just tired.”
“Tired of?” Shit. Since when was Todoroki good at reading the mood? “Seriously, what’s the matter?… Is everything okay at home?”
Goddammit, he was onto you. You sighed, feeling your shoulders slump inward. “It’s, uh, it’s been a rough week, dear. Really loud around the house, you know?”
He sat down next to you, gently pulling you to his chest. “Do you want to talk about it? Or just sit here?”
“I don’t think I’m cut out to be a hero. I mean, if I get all worked up by my dad, how’m I gonna deal with actual villains? When I’m in physical danger instead of just getting yelled at, you know? Maybe I shouldn’t be here.”
“Hey, it’s okay. Those are different situations, [Name]. It’s harder when it’s someone close to you, as opposed to some random person trying to kill you. It’s okay.”
Well, Todoroki always had a way with words. “Yeah, but if I’m this faint-hearted…”
“Faint-hearted? Who’s faint-hearted?” He jerked back to look at you, and his face barely fell short of minor offense. “I don’t see a faint-hearted person in the room. [Name], dealing with fathers is hard. Trust me, you can still become a hero with a shitty dad.”
You knew you looked a little pathetic, but how could you help it? “You think so?”
“Hey, I’m doing it, aren’t I?”
“Yeah, you’re right. I forgot about that, sorry.”
He must have tried to kiss your cheek, but missed and got you on the corner of your mouth instead. “I don’t mind that not being the first thing people remember about me. Are you feeling better?”
“…Yeah. Thanks, Todoroki. Love you.”
“Love you too.”


“Can we keep it down a little, Bakugou? You’re being a little too loud right now.”
“Huh?! I’m not being loud at all!”
You flinched. For such a sweet boyfriend, he sure did yell a lot. “I mean, a little… Actually a lot. Your voice is really loud right now and it’s kind of hurting my ears and could you stop please?”
He turned toward you, sharp eyes boring into your soul. “What’s your problem? You good?”
“Uh…”
“It’s your shithead of a dad, isn’t it? What’d he do now?” An immediate reaction. His fists were clenched, eyes narrowed. He was on the offensive. “I’ll get him. What did say to you?”
“Nothing! Nothing. Just… I should be studying more, probably. Not doing too good.”
His voice lowered almost immediately. “I’ll help you. I’m at the top of the class, I’m plenty damn capable.”
You quirked an eyebrow. “You’d tutor me? Seriously?”
“Yeah! What kind of a boyfriend would I be if I didn’t help you tell your dad to shove it? Let’s start tonight.”
“Wait, tonight? Can’t we start tomorrow?”
“No! If we start now you can ace that test on Thursday! Come on, get a book!”
You didn’t know you’d unleash militant teacher Bakugou, but you’d be lying if you said it didn’t feel good to have someone care so much. “Fine, whatever. Love you, babe.”
“Come on!”
“Babe!”
“…Yeah ditto.”


“[Name], hey, how’re you doi—sleeping. You’re sleeping.”
You lifted your head up from the foot of your bed, blearily staring at Midoriya. “Huh? No no I’m good. Long day. Long month.”
He came and sat next to you, trying to straighten out your hair. “What’s wrong?”
“Dad. Just dad.” You grumbled, and Midoriya noticed the dark circles under your eyes. “He’s been annoying and loud and I’m tired, tired, tired,” You spat bitterly. “Do you have headphones I can borrow?”
He laid down next to you, slinging an arm over your waist. “Are you okay?”
You grimaced. “Can I come over some time? Like, not even to spend the night, just stay really late and go home in the dead of night?”
“Wouldn’t that just give him more reason to yell at you?”
“Don’t care. If it all happens at once it’s fine. When it’s spread out over the day is when it sucks. I’m not even gonna ask to stay for dinner, can I just chill in your room for a few hours?” It occurred to you as soon as the words left your mouth that you were sort of imposing. “Oh shit, didn’t mean to invite myself over like that.”
He shook his head. “No, you can come over. My mom loves you, she’d probably prepare the guest room for you and everything.”
Inko did seem to enjoy having you over a lot. “For real?”
“Yeah! Come over this weekend if you want! Come spend time with my parent, she’s great!” Mama’s boy. “If it’ll help with your situation, you can come over whenever you like.”
You pressed your face into his neck, kissing just below his ear. You loved doing that, he always shivered a little bit. “Thanks Izuku. You’re the best.”