1. Can I have a one shot/fic
where the reader is 18 and an avenger. She instantly became close to Steve and
he’s like a protective older brother, and they’re really close. One day they
all go on a mission and she tells Steve that she has a bad feeling. Sometime
during the mission she goes missing. Steve is a wreck & about 6 months
later they find her. When they do she’s completely broken. Shattered. She
doesn’t say anything to any of them on the ride back and there’s an occasional
whimper. When they fix the physical
damage she goes back to her room, and she doesn’t really leave it. They all try
talking to her but she just doesn’t say much back. One night Steve wakes up in
the middle of the night and just hears of crying. So he goes in to comfort her
like any big bro would. Once she’s settled she tells Steve every single detail
of what she went through and he finds it’s worse than what he imagined. (It’s already angsty, so I didn’t go into these details)
requests are open. I was wondering if you could write a Steve x reader where
they are dating and she gets captured by hydra, so Steve looks for her, finds
her and helps her recover
As he sat in
the back of the quinjet, relinquishing his control and allowing Sam to fly,
Steve sat with an eerie stillness, with the exception of the bounce in his leg to
demonstrate the withering of his last moment of patience. His muscles were rigid and his fists clenched,
with closed eyes that allowed the torturous images to continue in an endless
loop like a bad movie stuck on repeat.
You had told him that something felt wrong before that last mission
together. You told him that you thought
they should retreat back, but as usual, he didn’t listen. He didn’t listen, and now it had been six
months since he had last seen you.
Because of his own damn insistence on thinking he knew best, you were
missing and this was the first lead that they had caught the trail of in that
swear, you’re shaking the whole jet.
Love the costumes so much and the cats are so adorable. I was wondering if they ever get agitated when you put the costume on them. How do you make them cooperate?
As we built them we go through a series of test fittings. If something is off with a portion of the build the cat will inform me and we’ll edit it to fix the issue. All of our costumes are designed to come off in under a second by gripping the costume at the back of the neck and pulling forward, and the models know to slip backwards. It’s mostly good communication and an abundance of treats.
GREAT news for a bunch of you who probably originally started following me for this reason. I got my computer fixed that had all my Pokemon Sun and Moon sprites! They were trapped on here since right before the release of the game so I never got to finish them all! Have them almost all sketched out have about 10-20 to go. Will be posting all within this week!
Dad's In Trouble: Ginny's come home and found a hastily patched hole in the wall about the size of a quaffle.
Haha that could have happened and Harry was like “i was going to fix it right now, the kids were suppose to distract you. Thank you by the way.” And albus and james just “whatever dad” and kept playing muggle video game, amused by the fact ginny were not mad at them this time haha (oh i love this family)
I’m in a million pieces right now but I am going to be the only one picking them up. I will not allow someone else to pick them up for me and then drop them one day and leave. I will not make someone else’s life a living hell trying to fix mine. I will deal with myself before allowing someone in my life.
help my partner walked all the way to my house at 1am to calm my panic attacks and help me fix the thing i was stressing so much about, while not feeling 100% themselves. they really go above and beyond, they’re such a good person and i love them so much!
So there are these two girls in my band class who seem really intent on befriending me. So I hung out with them. They were really nice, but I guessed they just wanted me to think I have a reason to not end my life. You know, pity. Now, it takes a lot to make me cry, and or smile. But I signed their yearbooks with the following quotes, “A positive attitude may not fix everything, but the amount of people it pisses of is amazing.” - Depressed gaylord.
“Sex, but better” -Willy Wonka’s Wonka Willy.
They handed me a letter. I’m not going into specifics, but I did cry, and smile. I feel like a sentimental old man. I graduate high school in 5 years. I feel like shit because I gave them meme quotes and they wrote me a letter, saying how much they enjoyed my company. So uh, whoever does read this, someone enjoys having you around. Keep that in mind.
You know that character that you love that doesn’t seem to have enough fan-fiction stories? Well, I’m going to try and help fix that. Since graduation is quickly approaching, I will soon have a lot of free time (maybe haha).
I’m going to start taking request for any JDM character. From Max to Denny and all in-between!!
All you have to do is ask me (anon or not) and tell me which character you want done along with a scenario! I will try to have them out as soon as I can. Some won’t get done, due to the fact that I haven’t seen all his stuff… I will try to do the ones I get..
NOTE: I WILL NOT WRITE JDM AS A CHARACTER. I WILL WRITE JDM CHARACTERS!!!
With my two major assignments done for the semester, I feel like I want to start writing fics for my swtor universe. But I have no idea where to start or how to go about it.
I have so many characters that end up connected with each other and with canon characters that I feel like trying to get them all in one fix, even with millions of chapters, wouldn’t be right.
So if I feel up to it and if anyone is interesting in storied from my swtor universe, I may actually do a series. Most fics will focus on one OC and the people directly involved in their life and others may be stand alone stories with all of them interacting with each other at some point.
Ever since I made Sibarr I got hit with Vaylin and Brooke feels so I want to write out just one scene I came up with as a drabble. Something to her my creative writing chops warmed up and maybe something I will even put into an actual story in the future.
I won’t keep writing cheesy love poems or keep complimenting you. I will say what I think and be verbal about things you can work on, about what I don’t particularly like because there will be somethings I won’t.
2. I will love you.
There will be no reason.
Not any particular thing but you as a whole.
So you can change and grow, you can progress and you can evolve. As long as you’re you at the core, you have all my love.
3. I will be open to exploring your interests.
I may not care about sports but if that’s something you care about, I will ask you to teach me and I will sincerely learn and take interest.
4. Whatever path it may be, you won’t walk alone. On rainy days, I will share my umbrella and on windy days I will not make fun of your hair. On sunny ones I will share my ice cream and when your shoes are worn out, I will stop with you and help you fix them. Or wait until you find new ones that are just the right fit.
5. I will accept and try to love your crazy family as my own. I understand how complicated and unbelievable families can be but I do know the base is always love.
6. I will give you all my maps and some flashlights too so you can go on to explore parts of me I don’t display. There won’t be anything you will not know if you want to. I won’t let you read my diaries but I will let you read my soul.
7. I will step out of the goof closet I have been living in all my life and show you who I really am and make you laugh and smile and blush and yell.
8. I will say yes to adventure and to crazy sexual desires and have long lists of my very own I will like to explore with you.
9. I won’t cook or clean and I won’t be sorry about it. But I will keep your heart fed and the dark corners of your mind clean.
10. I won’t demand your phone/social media/bank passwords because all I really want is to look in your eyes and know what you’re thinking, to touch you and know what you’re feeling and to love a person I know as well and as little as myself.
As little as myself is only stating the disregard for the expectations and standards of the society and people and the masks we are given to wear on every birthday.
11. I will love the lazy Sundays at home as well as all the days we forget what day of the week it is or what time it really is because we are lost in time zones, on airplanes and in between magic.
12. When we argue I will never not stay silent or keep anything on the inside. I will get it all out so that there is never anything ugly left to grow on the inside.
I’m DMing for a group of four players: a Dwarf Druid, a Wood Elf Ranger, a Human Monk, and a Half-Elf Cleric. Currently, due to tips from an NPC, they’re attempting to infiltrate the castle, and are currently dealing with the king’s advisor, Bo. They’ve decided they need to get away from Bo and check either a side room, or the basement.
Ranger: (OOC) I want to try and sneak away into this side room. (rolls low)
Me: You take three steps, then step on a squeaky floorboard. Bo is looking right at you.
Ranger: (IC) “…man, you should get these floorboards fixed.”
Bo (Me): “Well, with all that’s been going on lately, we haven’t had time to call in any carpenters.”
Monk: “I’m a carpenter, I could get them fixed for you if you bring me some tools.” (passes Persuasion roll)
Bo (Me): “Oh, that’d be wonderful! I’ll go get you what you need.”
Bo leaves. Our Druid goes over to a small hole in the wall, lures out a rat, and communicates with it to try and learn any secrets about the castle. Some guards have noticed this and gotten suspicious, however, and are on their way over to apprehend him. Our Cleric quickly tries to intervene.
Cleric: “Hey guys! What’s it like being guards? You look so cool!”
Guard (Me): “Sir, please stand aside…”
Monk: I want to punch the squeaky floorboard. (rolls high on Strength)
Me: (amused, thinking he wants to break into the basement) Alright, make a Stealth check to see if the guards notice.
Monk: Nah man, I’m trying to distract them!
Me: (after a surprised pause) …you loudly punch a five-foot hole in the floor. The guards start rushing over to you, forgetting about [Druid].
Monk: “See, there’s your problem! Wood rot!”
Ranger: I want to push one of the guards into the hole in the floor. (makes Strength check, beats my roll for the guard’s own Strength)
Me: You push one guard forward into the hole. It’s only about a foot deep, so he gets back up and turns to you angrily.
Ranger: “I just wanted you to check if you found any problems in that hole!” (makes a Deception check, gets decently high)