Does anybody else do this thing where you have multiple dreams in the same “city”? And I’m not talking about a real city I’m talking about something just completely made up by your subconscious. Like I have these in depth concept maps of at least 5 different cities that have been exclusively cooked up in my dream state and I could tell you about them and direct you around them as if they were my hometown
Anonymous Asked: Hey I hope you’re doing okay, I have an imagine pls if you could get round to it, it would make my year! I was thinking of you could do Bucky x reader getting to know some modern movies and watching 10 things I hate about you and then later down the line professing his love for them like in the can’t take my eyes off of you scene with all the avengers keeping the reader away until the moment and maybe joining in?? Sorry it’s so long I just love the scene and think it’s so Bucky! Good luck x
A/N: AHHHHHHHHH I LOVE THAT MOVIEEEEEEEEEE. Okay, so I basically based it completely off of the scene but obviously made it more realistic to the Avengers universe and yeah. Hope you enjoy!
Warnings: fluff and cussing xx
Movie night was easily your favorite night with Bucky. Showing him modern films was always a joy, whether it be for his utter distaste for them or his fascination at far they’ve come visually in such a short amount of time.
Today was one of your favorite movies, a true 90s classic and a rom-com that always left you in tears.
“10 Things I Hate About You?” Bucky questioned, staring at the DVD case with his eyebrows raised.
You nodded, crossing your legs on the couch and handing Bucky the bowl of popcorn.
Bucky read the back of it quickly, “So this is like- a chick flick?”
You threw your head back and giggled, “I guess, yeah. It’s cute though.”
Bucky shrugged, leaning back into the couch and allowing you to cuddle into his side.
You listened to Bucky’s soft chuckles as the movie went on, throwing his arms up in frustration at Joey’s plan to pay Patrick to date Kat, and watching intently with a smile on his face as Patrick sang to Kat on the football field.
“Do you like the movie?” You asked towards the end.
“Shush.” Bucky said, now leaned forward on his knees and listening to Kat’s poem.
Soon enough, the movie ended and you sniffled as you heard the poem yet again. Bucky leaned back, “So he still gets the girl?”
“Yes, because he fell in love with her and she with him.” You explained, putting the now empty bowl of popcorn on the table and turning on the lights. Now you could see Bucky’s facial expression a bit more clearly, seeing the pondering look across his face.
You plopped down beside him, “Whatcha thinking about?”
He broke out of his thought, “Nothing much.”
Bucky and you hadn’t been dating long. A couple months at most, you weren’t really keeping track. With him, you just lived day to day without really over thinking anything. You were happy, of course, and you certainly missed him when he was gone.
You enjoyed having him around. He asked you out not long after you joined the Avengers, and from there you two were practically joined at the hip. You went to bed that night with a smile on your face.
A couple days passed and you noticed Bucky had become slightly distant. You’d walk into the room and he’d walk out without so much as a glance your direction. You’d try to talk to him and he’d give you a nervous smile and walk away.
“I think he wants to break up.” You said to Sam one night on the balcony, looking at the cars passing beneath you.
“No, he doesn’t. Trust me. He’s just going through some stuff.” Sam said, scratching the back of his neck.
“Why can’t he talk to me about it?”
“You’ll find out soon enough.”
At one point you walked in on everyone in the kitchen, whispering about something then stopping suddenly as they noticed your presence.
“What’s going o-” your sentence was cut off by chairs scraping against the ground.
“No time to talk, (Y/N). Gotta go train.” Bucky said, kissing your cheek and rushing out of the room.
You went to follow him out but was stopped by Natasha and Wanda pulling you back into the kitchen. “Guys I-”
“No, no. We’re going to go up to my room and, uh, you’re gonna help me pick out an outfit for a date I have tonight!” Natasha yelled, looking at Wanda nervously. You furrowed your brows, “Date?”
“Yeah! For tonight. Come now, I don’t want to be late.”
You felt them pulling you towards the stairs while your feet clumsily followed, still unsure about what was going on with Bucky.
Steve and Sam avoided your eyes and stared down at the table as you passed, causing you to glare at them with your mind filling with unanswered questions.
As you made it up to Natasha’s room, she threw open the closet and started pulling out various items of clothing that you hadn’t a clue she had. Wanda sat down on the bed, crossing her legs and leaning backward, “How about that cute blue one? With the open back?”
Natasha shook her head, “No. It’s too bright. It’s look good on (Y/N), though.”
“What do I have to do with anything?” You muttered, crossing your arms as Nat grabbed the dress they were talking about. You stared in disbelief as she handed you the dress with a smirk.
“You don’t, but put it on anyway. For future reference.” Wanda said, her sentence thick with her accent.
You threw your head back with a groan, slipping off your shirt and pants and putting on the dress.
Natasha clapped with glee as you zipped up the lower back of the dress. “I thought you were the one with the date!”
“This is more fun.” Natasha giggled, pulling you down and sitting you in front of the mirror. “Whoa! What’s with the make up?” You said loudly as she pulled out a dark brown liquid lipstick.
“Shush. Let me work my magic.”
Your mind was exploding as you puckered your lips and allowed Nat to apply lipstick. You didn’t know why you complied so easily, but the feeling in your gut told you to play along and maybe you’d find answers as to why Bucky was acting the way he was.
Natasha quickly applied some mascara to your eyelashes and smiled brightly at you. “Will somebody please tell me what the fuck is going on?”
When neither of the girls said a word, you stood up and promptly walked out of the room. You were confused as to why neither of them stopped you, but you furrowed your brows and walked down the stairs quickly.
“Hey!” Steve stood at the bottom of the stairs, looking you up and down when he noticed your attire. “Wow- you look gorgeous.”
“Yeah, yeah. I’m going to go talk to Bucky.” You said stiffly, feeling the bottom of the dress drag along the wooden floors with your feet. Steve ran quickly in front of you, “No!”
You turned abruptly and allowed your eyes to turn to slits, “What?”
“Do you know any recipes for banana bread?” Steve hands were out in front of him and his face turned into an awkward toothy smile.
“I’m gonna kill you.” You walked away and as you glanced back, you saw Steve pulling out his phone quickly and almost dropping it.
You walked through the corridors of the building and towards the gym, the dress flowing behind you.
Just as you rounded the corner to the gym, Tony stepped in your way. “Hey, how you doing babe?”
“I’m attempting to find my boyfriend.”
“I need help with something!” Tony said, blocking you with every step.
“What? What could you possibly need that’s so important?”
Tony’s foot tapped anxiously against the tile as he looked around the room. “Uhm…”
You glared and crossed your arms over your chest. Tony gave a sheepish grin as he tapped his watch and allowed the hand from his suit to wrap around his flesh. “Does this look like it’s working alright to you?”
Tony shot out from his hand, a ball of energy flying out from the circle and through the wall, leaving a perfect rounded shape with burnt edges.
“Tony what the fuck?!” You said after you had ducked, staring at the wall.
“Hm, I guess it works fine.”
You stomped away angrily, wondering what exactly was up with everyone in the building. You spotted the gym doors and walked through quickly, noticing immediately the echos of your steps and the emptiness of the room.
“Bucky?” You called out, furrowing your brows and spinning around to see he was gone.
You sighed, rubbing your temples to get rid of your ache. You couldn’t wrap your head around what was happening with everyone, they all acted weird and you wanted answers.
As if on cue, you heard a deep voice singing softly. “You’re just too good to be true.”
Your head whipped around and you saw Bucky with a suit on and his, his hands holding a microphone and standing perfectly in the center of the room. “Can’t take my eyes off of you…”
Your jaw dropped open as he continued to sing, his voice actually quite good and you hadn’t a clue he could actually sing. Images of the movie rushed through your head, a grin stretching across your face as you realized what he was doing.
Wheels scratched against the floor and a chair swept you off of your feet that Steve and Sam pushed together. You laughed as the spun you around and the music picked up.
“I love you baby!” Bucky rushed towards you, sliding on his knees and stopping at your feet. All of your attention was on him at this point, a smile across your face as you were completely oblivious to everything happening around you.
The music continued to play as Bucky slid closer to you and finished singing, dropping the mic and taking your hands in his.
“I love you.” Bucky said simply, his chest heaving and his forehead glistening.
You looked around, seeing everyone standing nearby with sheepish grins on their faces. “Hey… you weren’t training.” You said, earning a laugh from everyone.
Suddenly you were able to put everything together. The dress, the stalling, the distance from Bucky. You almost leaped out of your chair with joy as you realized that Bucky was saying that he loved you. He wasn’t going to leave you.
Your heart bubbled with love as you threw yourself at him, wrapping your arms tightly around his shoulders and allowing a couple of tears to slip from your eyes. “You scared me, I thought you were going to leave me.”
Bucky took your head in between his hands, “I can’t leave you because I love you.”
You jumped forward again and pressed your lips hard against his, taking in his scent and loving the feeling of his arms wrapped around you.
“I love you too.”
Cheers erupted from everyone around you, causing a blush to grow on your cheeks but not caring as you had finally figured out what was going on with everyone.
Bucky stood abruptly, causing you to look up at him with confusion before you lifted you bridal style off of the ground. A gasp fell from your lips as you felt nothing but his arms beneath you. “Thank you all for helping me set this up, but (Y/N) and I are off to celebrate. In private.”
And with that, Bucky carried you out of the gym and towards the elevator, where his lips met yours once again.
I’m not going to go too deep into it like last time, but my biggest issue with his theory overall is how the idea of Gaster splitting into two different monsters from excessive DT use actively flies in the face of what little canon evidence exists: that DT causes monsters to do the exact opposite, and meld together.
MP also fails to take into account the very specific phrasing of Gaster Follower #1′s dialogue, that Gaster “fell into his creation”. No matter how you twist it, it doesn’t line up with simply injecting oneself with determination.
The notion that Gaster could exist alongside his split parts, Sans and Papyrus, long enough to actually work with them in his experiments was never explained either and, unless I’m missing something obvious, is completely nonsensical. (Not to mention, while I agree that Papyrus does know more than he lets on, in game he had no idea what a “laboratory” even was.)
As a standalone idea, the whole left brain/right brain theory makes perfect sense and I’d love to be on board with it, but being that in context it flat-out contradicts the few scraps of canon knowledge we have to go on, it’s just not plausible.
[I’ll add as a disclaimer here that once again, I do understand MP’s theories aren’t meant to be taken as canon. However, the lack of basic logic and reasoning behind this particular one, even as food for thought, is honestly disappointing.]
hi kc! how do you feel about the character customization that'll be put in FFXV? do you think it'll be a good addition to the game? i recently saw someone say it's annoying and unnecessary to the game and just a selfship thing (which I disagree with completely). it made me a bit heated because i know it has a story that will be added, but what's so wrong about putting your own OC in the game anyways if you can, ya know? im sorry if this is a bit of a confusing question/small rant..!;;
Hmmm. Well… Okay, this might long.
So I’m pretty sure this feature is very far off and it would be something for multiplayer. Before any character customisation happens, we’re likely to get canon characters to control first. If they haven’t started development on this character creation mechanic, it could be that in the future, if using canon characters is fine and they don’t have enough time or there isn’t enough interest, they’ll drop the character creation aspect.
Secondly, I’m not quite sure why anyone would complain about self-ship/self-insert when literally so many games allow you to do this. That’s just like complaining about any game ever that lets you create a character to control. There might be more to the argument, or the person might not quite understand what the developers meant by ‘character customisation’. Also it’s an optional feature, if you don’t like it, don’t use it? If it’s DLC, don’t pay for it. If it’s a free update, don’t play it.
I personally can’t say if I think it’s a good idea or not. I play a lot of video games and sometimes it’s very difficult to gauge if a new feature will be bad. It’s all in the implementation. FFXV has a lot of capacity for multiplayer. It could be like Monster Hunter where you take hunt missions and fight bosses together. That would be fun! And as I’ve mentioned previously, I feel like this whole multiplayer thing will happen during the 10 years of darkness when Noctis is missing. It makes sense that loads of people take up the role of hunters to keep civilians safe. That’s a logical place to have people create their own characters that fit, but also a way to flesh out stories of canons characters like Iris, Aranea and Cor in a multiplayer setting. Get me?
Again, it’s all in implementation. The idea could be good and the execution could be shit. It’s absolutely a possibility that it was suck ass. FFXV is great and I love it, but it has it’s problems. The last thing it needs is a half-assed optional feature when they could have spent time in fixing other things like filling out the base story more.
I can’t really make an argument for or against the person who disagreed with having character creation, dear one, but I can see reasons why it would be strange to have character creation in FFXV. It could also be very, very simplistic, like in Fire Emblem where there’s set templates, rather than full manipulation like in Dragon Age: Inquisition. I feel like the templates are more likely to happen since I know it takes a dumb amount of time and effort to make a fully customisable character creation mechanic/engine.
It seems a little nonsensical to me to create the latter when it only plays a part in an optional feature of a game. It costs a lot of time and money to make such a thing, and that time and money might be better spent on fleshing out canon characters stories.
Anyway I could talk about this kind of thing until the cows come home.
TL;DR I wouldn’t waste too much time getting riled up over one person’s opinion when it comes to video games. I’ve found that gamers can be very skittish and get easily offended and jump to conclusions and yadda-yadda-yadda. Best to just keep your opinion and respect others’ opinions too, even if you don’t agree. It’s up to the developers in the end.
I awoke a few hours before dawn to dizziness. After bathing and drinking water, I resolved to get a better bearing on my surroundings, identify a few pieces I could take with me, and leave this place.
After what seemed to be hours, I found myself to be completely lost in the castle. I made my way through a winding staircase which was obscured behind a shelf in the study.
Winding through long, subterranean tunnels, I came into one lit well by torches and candles.
There, I came into what appeared to be the family crypt, with coffins, tombstones, and urns spread about. My phone, which has been offline since arriving, unable to find a signal, read 6:30 AM, but being underground, I cannot see the light that must be beginning to pierce the sky.
3/100 Days of Productivity!
Church today was great as always, and this time (for some reason, I felt the need..) I took a bunch of notes!! It made me feel a little better since I completely lost every hour of sleep last night, and I’m still not even able to nap. But, this gives me the ability to clean, which is all too necessary right now… For which, I am thankful!
Why don't you like that fandom?? I'm just curious, so you don't have to say if you're not comfortable with it
i actually don’t mind the fandom that much– i guess it just bothers me how big it’s gotten recently… because i associate it with a bunch people who make me uncomfortable :-( i used to be a big fan (like two years ago) but a few bad experiences made me want to avoid it completely… so i planned to ignore it until the hype died down (@ least among the people around me) but it’s even more popular now and i can’t really enjoy it… because of some folks who are in the fandom hh–!!