i tried to clean it up

anonymous asked:

prompt the trojans find out that jean had tried to kill himself before and if he had not got out of the ravens with help he had planed to try again

ok Look anon i absolutely love this prompt i thrive off of angst and i loved writing this i hope it lives up to ur expectations !!!


Jeremy Knox had been sad before. He could understand the feeling of wanting to hurt yourself, wanting to fade away into nothing. Wanting to live in the background so nobody noticed your absence. But this understanding did nothing to subtract from the heart-shattering pain he felt now.

Jeremy had actually been cleaning up the dorm he shared with Jean for once, attempting to organize his mess of art supplies, mugs, and clothes strewn about in various places that you’d never think of finding these things. While doing this, he found a journal stuffed underneath the bedside table. He hadn’t meant to find it or even open it when he saw it. He thought it was one f his sketchbooks that he just couldn’t remember having. Jeremy had tons of sketchbooks; it wasn’t unlikely.

But then a piece of regular, loose notebook paper fluttered out with clean, precise writing that looked nothing like Jeremy’s own fast, sloppy lettering. Jeremy stooped down to pick it up, and with closer examination, he realized this was Jean’s writing. Normally, he would’ve left it alone since Jean’s writings were private, but it was the first line that got Jeremy.

‘I cannot go on like this,’ it said. How recent was this? Jeremy felt his heart speed up with concern. Was this what he thought it was? He kept reading.

‘I cannot go on like this. Like I am not living, simply surviving. Am I truly a survivor if I’m planning this? Survivor is such a false concept; nobody can survive life, especially not someone like me. I am too weak, too broken. If I knew my parents, maybe I could tell them this isn’t their fault, but who would I be kidding? The only person I know is me, and truly, I do not know the truth of me either. It is so much easier to not be known, which is why I’m doing this. I will not say goodbye to an empty room.’

Jeremy sat in the middle of the floor in the space between their two beds with a hand clutching his stomach and crack that was rapidly growing in his heart. He should’ve been able to infer this had happened to Jean at some point, but it’d never really set in until now. Jeremy didn’t know what to do with this information. How do you deal with the notion that the person you love had tried to kill himself?

The door creaked open as Jean himself walked in to find Jeremy with tears in his eyes and tears in his heart. Jeremy couldn’t look at him. He saw Jean frown in his peripheral vision before it went blurry with the tears spilling over and down his face.

“Jeremy?” Jean’s voice was soft but concerned as he knelt down in front of Jeremy. After a moment, Jeremy finally got his shit together enough to look at Jean. He thrust the note still in his hands out to Jean, whose face went pale at the sight of it.

“Jeremy, I,” he began, his voice croaky and strained until Jeremy cut him off.

“Jean. I just… I want you to know that I’m glad you’re alive,” Jeremy’s voice was a whisper, soft and wavering like more tears were on their way. Jean sat crouched in front of him, speechless, until Jeremy finally moved to put his arms around Jean. Jean sat still and surprised for a moment before loosely putting his arms around Jeremy as well.

There was a pause before Jeremy’s pained voice cut through the silence and between them, and they parted to look at each other’s eyes. Jeremy’s brown eyes filled with concern, tears, and pain, and Jean’s gray ones filled with regret and his own oncoming tears,

“How many times was it?” Jeremy could tell his question had surprised Jean by the widening of his eyes before he sat back on the floor against his bed. He turned a cheek away from Jeremy, unable to look him in the eyes while he answered.

“Just once,” is all he could bring himself to say.

“Were you,” Jeremy’s voice cracked again before continuing, “planning again?” Jean now looked him in the eyes, and the regret was overflowing from the combination of the two of them. Jean only nodded, and another tear slipped down Jeremy’s face.

“If I hadn’t gotten out of the Nest,” Jean confirmed again. It was confirmation at the same time that it was reassurance; Jean was not going to try again.

“I just want you to know, Jean, that I’m here for you. I know it’s hard, and if it’s too hard, you don’t have to, but please come talk to me or any of us if you feel like that. I know you’re trying your best,” Jeremy croaked out a whisper. Jean’s hand reached up and wiped away the tears on Jeremy’s cheek with the pad of his thumb. The contact was small and brief, but it held weight for Jeremy.

“I will,” Jean’s voice was soft and quiet in the responding whisper, and Jeremy knew Jean meant it.

Maybe, Jeremy thought, everything will be okay for us.

wingmanphichit  asked:

concept: both yuuri and viktor somehow manage to get sick at the same time in hasetsu, and mama katsuki takes care of both of them while they're cuddled up together in the same bed. they just keep passing the tissue box between them. they're both miserable but at least they're miserable together.

yes!! so cute <3  
Yuuri’s like “muuuuum, stop fussing, I’m not a little kid anymore” and Viktor’s like “don’t be rude to your mother, yuuri” and tries to help clean up empty teacups anyway because he’s a guest.

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This is Latte. He is a Big Boy. He likes to be rubbed under the chin but does not like to be picked up. I put him in a laundry basket to clean out his gross cage and he tried to squeeze through, got stuck half way through, freaked out, and squeaked and pooped until I cut him out.
I gave him some plain yogurt on a spoon and he tried to steal the spoon
(but I love him anyway)

i agree that Sportacus can definitely be That Guy who’s like “have u tried jogging? :) drink water and eat fruits :)” BUT

he is also a genuinely kind and caring slightly-above-average hero who just wants u to be happy and healthy, and if u told him ur depressed and don’t even have the energy to clean ur home or remember to eat, much less jump around and run, he’d be genuinely understanding. in fact he’d probably help u tidy up and cook u a healthy meal and then check up on u regularly and once in a while probably invite u out so u could move a little, even if it’s just a short walk. Sportacus wants to help you he doesn’t wanna force u to do something u can’t. he’ll be ur Emotional Support Elf if that’s what u need.

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To everyone who’s been asking about when I’ll upload a post of the MSA redesigns with all the gifs in one post (and putting down what song they were animated to), I’m so sorry this took so long. :’D

I kept forgetting to upload this. That, and I wanted to go back to some of the gifs to clean them up, and re-animate them in Clip Studio Paint EX. I’ve tried by best to get them to follow the beat as close as I can, but some of them may still be a little off. Still, this was a fun attempt. I’ll be placing the song references under a “keep reading” thing if anyone is curious.

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DIY: the CURSE A BITCH edition

So yeah, follow up to this post.

You’ll need:
• polymer clay
• nails
• paints and brushes
• a jar
• a taglock
• salt
• black pepper
• tabasco
• vinegar (the clear kind you use for cleaning)
• dirt
• gutter water
• candles

First I salted all my windowsills and my doorstep with salt to make protect my house. To make sure the bitch wouldn’t be able to counteract, I created a home guardian who acts as a “bouncer” of sort.

Then I made a small poppet out of clay. I tried to make it look as much like the bitch as I could at that scale. Then I drove nails into her, telling her each time why she was being stabbed. “This one is for when you made fun of coworker S”, “this one is for when you bullied coworker B”, “this one is for when you took pictures of me”, etc… I finished by driving a nail in her mouth “that’s to teach you to stop spreading gossips and lies”

I made her look anguished and in pain because that’s why I want for her. Then I baked the poppet, leaving the nails in. I roughly painted it afterward.

Once it was dried, I glued her inside the jar. My taglock this time was a note she wrote me. Her name was even on it, so that was good. I put it inside the jar and lit it up. Watching the flames lick her frame was cathartic.

Once it was done burning, I covered the ashes with salt to ward off her influence and irritate her. Then I ground some black pepper and poured it along some tabasco on her, to burn her. Then I went outside and scraped some dust and hair and dead bugs from the ground and poured it on her, so her reputation gets as dirty as she tried to make mine.

Ew, gross.

I added nails to the mixture so that every time I shake the jar, she’s hit by the weight of what she’s done.

Then I filled it to two third with vinegar. At first I wanted to use the cooking kind, but in the end, the cleaning kind made more sense. I mean, she’s a huge disgusting stain on the surface of earth, so… I topped it off with some gutter water because that’s where she belong, and spat in it three times, thinking about all the crap she had done to me and the others.

Once I was done, I just sealed it with wax and placed it in a dark place where it never sees the light of day.

I poured some salt and pepper on top of it, hence the grains. The color is a lot grosser irl, haha.

Anyway, there you go: how to curse a bitch.

i’m making a pact with savage, i’m letting chaos by my side. we tried clean, we tried begging, we came to the war with our hands folded in prayer. god forbid we become the aggressor, we were told to let our buildings burn if it meant giving fire a chance. i am done with it. i arrive equipped with rage, kiss Ares openmouthed until we both see red, fly in on a hell chariot.

fuck you. i’m sick of waiting peacefully while others go to death. i come with blood on my hands, link arms with the furies, ride all four horses of the apocalypse. call me achilles.

fuck you.out of pure spite, i came here to live.

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we need to have an intervention with white men. we CANNOT have dialogues and protests &c keep being coopted by them so that they’re what shows up on the news when they are a tiny fraction of the people out there, they don’t suffer the repercussions from their actions, and they dominate the conversation that HAS to be about the real dangers everyone BUT white men is facing right now.

i went to see if anyone needed help tonight and i had so many conversations with terrified immigrants and lesbian moms and women–

and then i watched the news crews eat up the damage white men caused tonight so the news has an excuse to not cover the real threats to trans people, lgbt people, people of colour, and reproductive health.

we tried to clean this shit up but it’s still what is dominating the news.

we need an intervention. THEY need an intervention and it’s my and my fellow pasteys responsibility to have it so i’m hoping we can come up with some ideas.

and before anyone not all mens me, i met two white guys while we were cleaning up who were as upset as i am about it, and i should have gotten their info because they might know how to host a mass intervention with other white men

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super fast and messy redraw. hello darkness my old friend

The RFA+V & Saeran when they drop something

*Cleans it up*: Jaehee

“Shit fuck shit sHIT FUck”: Zen, V

*discreetly hides it out of sight*: Jumin

*tries to fix it*: Yoosung

*looks around to see if anyone saw, then runs*: Saeran, 707

More Than Fuck Buddies

Request: Hey love, well I had a fabulous dream last night and I thought you might write something out of it? :) Me and bucky Barnes were having some kind of secret affair while living in the tower but also developed strong feelings for each other. One night after we had passionate sex I wanted to leave but he grabbed my hand pulling me back to him and finally admitting his feelings and asking me to stay? I told him the same and it got official? :) That would be great! Also some smut hihi ? 😘😘😘 Thanks

-SMUT WARNING-

Originally posted by luvinchris


You were currently cleaning up in the kitchen after dinner, telling everyone else you had it taken care of. Steve and Vision tried to stay behind to help, but you’ve always taken the cleaning roll in the tower. So, they all decided it was time to relax and go to bed.

You felt a pair of arms snake around your waist as you finished up and you smiled, drying off the last plate you washed. Bucky stuffed his face in the curve of your neck, inhaling your scent. Goosebumps rose onto your smooth skin.

“Mm, you smell good enough to eat. I just might let you sit on my face tonight.” Bucky chuckled darkly, nipping at your skin. Your eyes momentarily rolled into the back of your head and you rested your hands against the edge of the sink. “Bucky, I am not doing that.” You giggled softly.

Bucky smirked against you. His hold tightened around you and he was about to say something else until you both heard footsteps approaching. Bucky quickly pulled away from you, standing off to the side.

“Hey, have you guys seen my tablet?” Tony asked with a heavy sigh as he walked in. You turned around, trying to keep your composure. Your heart was beating fast in your chest and your face felt hot. “N-no, maybe check the common room?” You said, hoping Tony couldn’t detect the nervousness in your voice.

Bucky walked to the fridge now, pretending to look for something. Tony nodded at you then looked at Bucky. “Didn’t you just eat?” Tony asked, knitting his eyebrows together. Bucky froze and cleared his throat.

Oh god, what if he figures it out? You thought as your heart started racing even faster. You turned back to the dishes, stacking the plates to distract yourself and hide your embarrassment.

You and Bucky have been having a secret affair for the past few months. You’d have secret sex all throughout the tower and nobody knew; at least you hope they didn’t. You both tried your best to keep quiet.

It’s not that you don’t want the team to know, it’s that you don’t want Bucky to know you have feelings for him. You fell in love with Bucky two months after you started this affair, and you knew that Bucky probably didn’t want anything more than friends with benefits.

You enjoyed the secret sex, of course. You just didn’t want to ruin anything with telling him how you feel.

Bucky shut the refrigerator and turned to Tony. You peeked over your shoulder. “A man’s gotta eat a lot to keep his muscles, Tony the tiger.” Bucky said with a smile as he flexed his muscles. You held in a moan and looked away. Tony rolled his eyes dramatically and left the room, searching for the tablet he so desperately wanted to find.

You sighed out, shaking your head lightly. You’ve almost been caught in the act dozens of times and nobody pieced it together. Not even when Bucky’s shirt was thrown on the floor in the common room and your hair was messed up as you sat on the couch.

Either the team was really dumb or they didn’t care.

You moved to the cabinets, putting the plates and other dishes up, thinking about what just happened. Tony would never let you guys live this down if he had found you two. Bucky had left the room for a moment and you knew he was making sure Tony would leave for good.

As you were putting the silverware away in their rightful drawers, those strong arms wrapped around you once again. “He found the tablet. Now, let me find your g-spot, baby doll.” Bucky whispered in your ear, letting one of his hands move down to your clit over your leggings.

You gasped and leaned back into him, closing your eyes. “No no, that’s not it. I need to keep looking.” Bucky said in a husky voice, slipping his hand down your leggings.

Bucky’s rough hand moved your panties aside and rubbed small circles around your opening. “Y/N, you’re so wet for me.” Bucky moaned into your ear, causing a small whimper to escape between your lips.

Bucky chuckled softly and slid his finger inside of your pussy, gently moving it back and forth. Your breathing became heavier and you felt Bucky curve his finger and hit that delicious spot. Your hips jerked and Bucky smirked. “There it is.” He said proudly, hitting it continuously.

Bucky’s palm was rubbing against your clit at the same time and you tried so hard not to moan loudly in fear that someone would hear you.

Much too soon for your liking, Bucky pulled his hand from your leggings. He lifted his hand to your mouth. “Open.” Bucky ordered. You opened your mouth and he stuck his finger inside, letting you lick your juices from his finger.

You moaned softly and sucked on it now, slowly bobbing your head back and forth. Bucky growled lowly, biting on your shoulder. He placed a kiss there and pulled his finger away from your mouth and you chased after it, wanting to suck some more.

“Doll, let’s take this to the bedroom.” Bucky said as he grabbed onto your wrist. You smiled and let him drag you along. You flicked off the light in the kitchen and hurried to the elevator.

As soon as the doors closed, Bucky picked you up and pinned you to the wall with force. A small grunt fell from your mouth and Bucky ground his hips into yours. He was already hard and you could moan at the thought of how delicious he looked.

You tangled one of your hands in Bucky’s hair and tugged on the roots. You heard a low growl in his throat and you smirked. Bucky had the biggest hair pulling kink and you used that to your advantage. The sounds he made were a bonus, only adding to your own arousal.

Bucky’s lips were attached to your neck and he sucked on it harshly. You whimpered and moved your hips against Bucky’s, getting impatient. Bucky pulled away from your neck and bit his lip, looking down at you.

You noticed something different in the way he looked at you but you couldn’t tell what it was or what he was feeling. “I want to try something new tonight.” Bucky said as the elevator came to a stop.

You wondered what he could be talking about as he set you down. Bucky’s hand wrapped around yours and he laced his fingers with yours, something he’s never done before. Your heart started to race again and you felt your feelings for him start to grow.

You both exited the elevator and quickly made your way to his room down the hallway. Bucky pulled you into his room and shut his door gently and turned back to you. Smirking, he slipped off his shirt and picked you up before lying you down on his soft bed.

You started to take your shirt off and Bucky held his smirk, unbuckling his belt and slipping off his pants. The chill in the air made you shiver and you both were down to your underwear now. Bucky hovered above you on the bed and kissed along your neck and your collarbones.

You moaned, feeling his tongue trace along your skin as he went. “Bucky, hurry.” You begged, wanting him inside of you already. You felt Bucky groan against you and he pulled your bra straps down. “What do you want, kitten?” Bucky asked, using your favorite nickname.

You let him take your bra off and you felt his cock twitch in his boxers against your thigh. “Your cock, please.” You whimpered breathlessly. Bucky breathed out and leaned back on his knees. He smirked and looked down at your clothed pussy.

Your cheeks turned red and he licked his lips as his hand moved down your torso. His fingers added the slightest bit of your pressure on your clit and your hips jerked. Bucky chuckled deeply. “Always so ready for me.” He said, hooking his fingers into your panties and pulling them down.

You inhaled a deep breath, watching him. “God, you’re so pretty, Y/N.” Bucky whispered, kissing your knee before hovering above you again after slipping off his boxers. You blushed more and looked up into Bucky’s eyes. “What did you want to try?” You asked nervously.

Bucky sighed softly and looked down at you. “Can we take our time?” He asked shyly, the same look in his eyes reappearing. You knitted your eyebrows together a little. “Yeah, that’s fine.” You breathed, feeling nervous.

You and Bucky always started and finished quickly. It was mostly rough and fast sex. You didn’t do too many risky things since you had to sneak around the tower most of the time. You would like to be more adventurous in the bedroom, but you didn’t want to push Bucky away with any of your ideas. 

Bucky’s flesh hand moved to your cheek and his thumb traced along your lips. He leaned down and captured your lips with his and you felt his hips sink closer to yours. Bucky’s cock started to slide into you and you whimpered, goosebumps rising on your skin again.

Bucky pushed in further and bit your bottom lip, causing you to moan his name. “Shit.” He muttered, finally filling you up. Bucky gave you a moment to adjust to his size and you wrapped your legs around his waist.

Bucky stared down at you and brushed your hair out of your face before thrusting in and out of you slowly. You gasped, never feeling how big he actually was like this before. Bucky would always go so fast, you never had him go slow. “God, Bucky.” You whimpered as his tip gently brushed against your g-spot.

You felt Bucky holding back and you desperately needed him to go a tad faster. “Bucky.” You whimpered his name, watching his hips meet yours. Bucky gripped the pillow beside your head with his metal hand and let his flesh hand rest on your side.

His thrusts sped up a little as you moved your hands to his hair and tugged on it. Bucky grunted and quickly leaned down to kiss you. You were surprised at first and you felt him start to fuck you harder. Bucky’s tongue swiped along your bottom lip, begging to play with yours.

Slightly opening your mouth, his tongue started to fight for dominance. You moaned into the kiss, moving your hips against his. “Fuck, that’s so good.” Bucky moaned, his voice strained. You knew he wanted to go crazy but something was different about this time.

Bucky looked into your eyes as he thrust into you and you noticed that look again. You didn’t know what it was but it made your heart beat faster. Bucky’s lips ghosted over your chin before placing a kiss there. His lips moved to your neck and down, then back up to your ear.

Your pussy clenched around his hard cock, making him moan into your ear. You smirked and did it yourself this time, earning a moan from your own mouth. “Play nice, naughty one.” Bucky chuckled, his flesh hand moving to your hand.

Bucky laced his fingers with yours again and held it beside your head on the pillow. “You’re so beautiful.” Bucky breathed, his chest rising and falling. You felt his thrusts become harder and your face contorted with pleasure. “Fuck.” Bucky grunted, snapping his hips against yours with more force.

Your breath caught in your throat when Bucky’s metal hand moved to grip onto your throat. “You like that?” Bucky asked with a small smile. You nodded, moaning your answer. “Can you go faster?” You asked, hearing Bucky’s arm whirring. His fingers tightened and he groaned.

Bucky did as you asked, sliding in and out of you with more speed. Skin slapped against skin and you gasped, only to have it cut off by Bucky applying more pressure around your throat. “So good for me. You’re so good. You like that, Sergeant’s little girl? God, you look amazing.” Bucky said, whispering as he fucked you.

You moaned out particularly loud but you didn’t care. Not when you could feel Bucky’s cock slamming into you harder now. His balls slapped against your ass and you couldn’t wait anymore. “I want-I want to ride you. Please.” You begged, looking at Bucky. His hair was sticking to his face from it being coated with sweat.

Bucky grunted and released your neck, flipping you two over. You’ve never been on top before and Bucky would always decline, but now you get to and you couldn’t be happier. “Fuck. Ride me, kitten.” Bucky said, watching you grip his shaft in your hand. You’ll never get over Bucky’s size.

He was thick and heavy, veins protruding from his cock and your mouth watered at the sight of his red tip. You moved your hips over Bucky’s cock, sliding his tip along your slit. Bucky’s breath hitched and you heard him growl as you sank down.

He filled you up even more it felt like and he was definitely deeper inside of you. “Y/N, you feel amazing.” Bucky rasped, gripping onto your hips. You started to ride Bucky, bouncing up and down on his large cock. Your tits were bouncing along and you gripped them, looking down at Bucky as you pinched your nipples.

Bucky bit his bottom lip, bending his knees so he could meet your thrusts. “Fuck, I’m getting close.” You squealed, feeling Bucky’s cock hit your g-spot repeatedly. You couldn’t hold yourself up anymore so you let your chest rest against Bucky’s. His arms wrapped protectively around your back and he picked up speed.

You kissed his chest, breathing heavily. You moaned as Bucky’s hand now tangled in your hair. He pulled your head up, making you look down at him. “Y/N, look at me when you cum.” Bucky said, his eyes hooded and mouth slack from pleasure. You moaned and watched his face, his eyes glazed over.

Bucky pounded into you now and you felt his thighs slap against yours. “Fuck, fuck, fuck.” You squealed out. You moaned and Bucky leaned up to kiss you quickly. You gasped and pulled away, feeling your pussy clenching around Bucky’s cock again. “Go slow. Oh god, go slow.” You begged.

Bucky slowed his movements and slid in and out of you like before, only much deeper. As Bucky stared into your eyes, your orgasm finally washed over you and you moaned, trying to keep your eyes open.

Bucky’s hand reached down to rub your clit, his movements faster than his thrusts. You held your breath and felt hot spurts of Bucky’s cum coat the inside of your pussy. He grunted, sliding his cock all the way in and keeping it there until you both finished.

Bucky let out a satisfied breath and looked at you. “Breathe, Y/N.” He said, rubbing your sweaty back. You let out a long exhale and felt lightheaded. “God, that was amazing.” You whimpered. Bucky slid out of you and you stayed on his chest, breathing rapidly.

Bucky caressed your hair and kissed your forehead. Sighing, you closed your eyes for a moment. As your breathing calmed, you rolled off of Bucky. Your pussy was sore and you groaned, feeling your thigh muscles twitching.

You sat beside Bucky and smiled down at him. “I’ll see you next time.” You said with a hint of sadness. Bucky furrowed his eyebrows and gripped onto your wrist before you could leave. “No, don’t go!” Bucky quickly pleaded. You looked down at him confused. “Why? I always leave afterwards.” You stated matter of factly.

Bucky sat up and sighed, running his hand through his hair. “I know, I just don’t want you to leave me.” He said quietly. Your eyes widened as you thought about it. The slow, thoughtful movements, the amount of eye contact and even the kissing. It was much different than the other times. You two just made love.

Bucky stood up and left to get a wet cloth to clean you both up with. He was silent and you weren’t sure what to say. You saw Bucky’s shirt lying on the floor and you moved to pick it up. Slipping it on, you sniffed it and it smelled like him.

“What are you doing?” Bucky asked after he slipped on a clean pair of boxers. You blushed and smiled. “Staying.” You whispered. Bucky threw the wet cloth in his dirty basket and walked back over to you. You sat at the edge of his bed, playing with the hem of his shirt.

Bucky’s hands held your cheeks, letting the pads of his thumbs caress your skin. “I think I love you.” Bucky whispered, watching you intently. Your eyebrows raised and your mouth fell open. He likes you back. Bucky actually feels the same way about you.

You were so surprised you couldn’t speak and Bucky’s hands fell from your face. “I understand if it’s not the same for you.” He said, sitting beside you. You blushed and turned to him. “Do you think or do you know?” You asked, feeling your heart start to race again.

Bucky looked at you, his hair falling in his eyes. You reached over and tucked it behind his ear. “I know.” He said, nodding to himself. You leaned in and placed a kiss on his cheek. “Good, because I love you, too.” You said.

You heard a gasp fall from Bucky’s mouth and he looked at you with the cutest surprised face you’ve ever seen. “You do?” He breathed, pulling you onto his lap. You giggled softly. “I do.” You said, wrapping your arms around Bucky’s neck. “God, you’re amazing.” He muttered, pulling you in for a kiss.

Note: I feel like this sucks, omg. I’m not sure about this, but I really hope you like it! thanks for the request! .c

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((OOC: I made a little list of headcanons for Rowena, tell me what you think 😊

▫Space lesbian (but Bi for that one guy, Mr. Helena'sfatherman) ▫Sharp and quick witted, smart sense of humor ▫is a lover but will also fight ▫empowering feminist and v. Opinionated ▫messy room, papers and books every where, probably a stack of dirty dishes on the floor (Helga once tried to clean her room and she was outraged “EVERYTHING HAS A PLACE IN THIS MESS”, so Helga only sneaks in to clean up the dishes and touches nothing else) ▫fiddles with everything and is antsy and probably has ADD▫know it all and proud, says “well actually” too much▫loves riddles and games▫QUIDDITCH JUNKIE▫competative▫alto singer and doesn’t dance well▫embarrassed of her laugh➡loves making jokes but hates listening to them bc of her laugh▫usually VERY composed▫has a temper▫gets impatient and frustrated but generally p chill ( just don’t get her angry)▫lives by a schedule (dude that she falls for throws her WAY off with lots of surprises and drives her INSANE but she loves him any way)▫few close friends and many lovers ▫knows loads of languages▫picky eater and expensive taste▫has insomnia▫Also love love LOVES art and totally started the mass hoarding of it on the walls of Hogwarts

And a big thank you to @potterdeer for left me use her glorious face for reference ❤❤))

You wouldn't like me when I'm angry.

Context: Party and Dragonborn Barbarian, stumble upon a murderous cult targeted against non-humans. Being a Dragonborn, and seeing children corpses lying about and burning, My character is having a hard time keeping his cool. Party tries to go the “Clever” approach, and delays combat for a setup ambush. And Ambush begins.

DB barbarians First attack: Nat 20 ends up dealing enough damage to kill one guy 3 times over and the ambush ends fairly quickly. We end up Interrogating one of the surviving members. 

Prisoner “We’re hunting your kind! Won’t be long until you worthless shits are wiped clean from this land!”

DB Barbarian “You start talking about something useful. Piss me off any more, and you’ll lose your leg.”

Prisoner “HA! You pile of filth, I can’t wait to see what kind of coat your mother will make!”

DB Barbarian “Well looks like you lost more than your leg.”

He then rolls a Nat 20 on throwing the prisoner, effectively decapitating the prisoner, from the sheer force of it.