it's better if you get it

anonymous asked:

hey uhhhhhh I just found out that I failed my math final even though I tried my hardest to do well and I feel like shit so could you write me a cute stevebucky thing?

“I have no idea what you mean,” Bucky said blithely, blocking the kick with an almost bored gesture. Steve’s foot glanced off the gauntlet, and Bucky helped him along, throwing his arm up and sending Steve spinning.

Typically, Steve didn’t stumble, just skidded back a few steps as he brought his hands up in a defensive stance. “You and I both know that’s not true,” Steve said. He raised an eyebrow, somehow managing to look even more like the cocky shit he was, and Bucky rolled his eyes.

“I pet a dog, it’s no big,” Bucky retorted, stomping his foot down on the join between two of the training mats. The corner under Steve’s foot popped up, catching Steve’s attention for long enough that Bucky could step in and take him down with a sweep to his legs. Before Steve could react Bucky straddled his legs, pinning Steve’s shoulders with his left arm.

“There’s dog fur over everything Buck. You’d have to have taken our entire apartment on a walk to achieve that.” Steve didn’t even try to fight back, just clasped one hand over his other wrist. His legs shifted, and it only took a brief glance to see that he’d crossed his legs at the ankle. Asshole. “So, when are you gonna pick it up from Sam’s?”

Bucky sat back, folding his arms across his chest. “I don’t know what you’re on about,” he said for the eighth time since they’d started sparring.

““So,” Steve said, still not moving even though he’d have no trouble now. “If I call Sam and ask him if there’s a dog in his house, he’ll say no? If I knock on his front door there’ll be no barking?”

Bucky’s scowl deepened, and he clenched his fists, but didn’t budge. “He might be dog-sitting for someone else, you never know.”

Steve sighed, finally moving his arms and pushing himself up, bracing himself as he ended up almost nose to nose with Bucky. “I’m not mad. I’d never be. Bring him home?”

Bucky held solid for a moment, then gave in, dropping his head forward until his forehead rested against Steve’s. “Her. I thought you’d be mad.”

A warm arm wrapped around his waist and he felt himself get moved, lifted as though he didn’t weigh a thing and settled a little further back so Steve could sit up fully. “Why would I be? We’ve been talking about it, and you’d only have done it by yourself if there was a good reason.”

“She’s a rescue. They weren’t gonna try to save her. Not enough room for a big dog, they told me.” Bucky’s voice was barely more than a mumble, and he felt Steve’s smile against his cheek.

“You’re too soft for your own good. Do you have a picture?”

“Or… we could go get her?” Bucky offered quietly, pulling his head back to look at Steve. “She’s apparently giving the cats a run for their money.”

Steve snorted, then tapped his hands lightly against Bucky’s hips. Bucky took that as his cue and stood, pulling Steve to his feet as well. “I was gonna tell you,” Bucky said quietly. “I was just… waiting.”

“For what?” Steve asked with a grin. “Were you planning on punching me into a good mood first?” He pressed a kiss to Bucky’s cheek then headed for the locker rooms, glancing over his shoulder when he realised Bucky wasn’t following. 

“You’re really not mad?” Bucky asked again, and Steve’s face softened a little.

“Not at all Buck. If she makes you happy then I’m happy.”

Bucky hesitated a little, fingers catching the hem of his shirt, twisting. “You haven’t seen her yet.”

“Whatever it is,” Steve said confidently, “We’ll get along just fine.”

***

“Bucky,” Steve started, eyes locked with the happy brown eyes that were even with his own. “This isn’t a dog. This is a giant.”

“She likes you!” Bucky said instead of answering directly, snapping his fingers. The big dog dropped back to the floor and sat, tail thumping against the carpet. “Her name is Sofia. Well, that’s what the shelter called her, I’m working on something else.”

Steve stared at the dog in front of him. “Is she fully grown?” He asked.

Bucky grinned up at Steve, crouching next to the dog and ruffling the fur behind her ears. “Probably? Maybe not. We’ll find out!”

some succulent asks

burro’s tail: what was the last dream you had?
agave: what’s your favorite time of the day?
crown of thorns: are you more of a cozy rainy day or a warm sunny day?
sempervivum: what’s your favorite artist to listen to when you’re sad?
jade plant: what is a bird you associate yourself with?
aloe: what is your favorite season and why?
pussy ears: how do you take your coffee?
ponytail palm: what is your favorite flavor of macaron and ice cream?
perle von nurnberg: what makes your heart flutter?
moonstones: do you have a significant other?
agavoides: what is your first plant you ever owned and does it have a name?
cupid: what are five aspects you like about yourself?
flapjack what are five flaws you have?
string of pearls: do you prefer soft pastels, warm neutrals, or cool darks?
lavender stones: what do you look for in your significant other?
black prince: are there any pets you would like to have?
melaco: how would you describe a perfect date?
wooly rose: what are some names that you like?
haworthia: are a you more of a fruit popsicle kind of person or ice cream popsicle kind of person?
lithops: how do you spend free time by yourself?
aeonium: what is your favorite tea and how do you take it?
baby toes: what was the last book you read?
topsy turvy: what is the most comfortable sleeping position?
calico kitten: what is something valuable that you learned in your life?
cactus: how would you describe the last photo you’ve taken?
irish mint: do you like to cook or bake more?
blue elf: do you have a favorite scent?
jelly bean: do you prefer walking, driving, or biking?
california sunset: what accessory do you always have on you, no matter what?
little jewel: are you an art museum or a science museum kind of person?
painted lady: do you have cute nicknames?
debbie: how would you describe your handwriting?
moonglow: how do you relieve stress?
key lime: do you have a quirky catch phrase?
lola: do you play any instruments? if not, are there any you wish you could play?

Some (possible) references to the “old Taylor” I found in the “Look What You Made Me Do” lyric video:

Dear John:

I lived in your chess game, but you changed the rules everyday

Long Live:

How the kingdom lights shined just for me and you/We are the kings and queens, you traded your baseball cap for a crown

We Are Never Ever Getting Back Together:

You called me up again tonight

All Too Well:

I’d like to be my old self again, but I’m still trying to find it

1989:

The birds in the video vs the birds on Taylor’s shirt

Blank Space:

As well as the whole list of names concept

Style:

Out of the Woods:

The monsters turned out to be just trees

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Okay back to happier (?) topics - today’s prompts were firsts/future/tears !!!! and honestly that’s probably a happy set why did I go for this even we might just never know

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but it’s better if you do - panic! at the disco

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it’s ok Mark, you can get emotional, it’s your last high-school year after all

Heat wave

AU in which Newt brought Credence along to look for creatures, and real!Graves is in recovery inside the case. Let everyone be happy today :’D  
This started out as a sketch when the first heatwaves hit and took way too long to finish haha
Art blog: questionartbox 
[Print available!]

“why do you use crayola colored pencils and copy paper”

“why do you use ms paint and paint.net”

“why do you draw with a mouse and not a tablet”

“why don’t you use a good digital camera and not your laptop/camera phone”

“stop showing me a picture of an empty wallet”

second-fannypack  asked:

Prompt: Richie and Eddie don't know each other, but Richie just wiped out on his skateboard outside Eddie's house

here we go

+ eddie hates sundays

+ he always finishes his homework friday when he gets home but his mom won’t let him go out past 6pm on sundays anyways so he always has to find ways to entertain himself

+ usually bill would come sneak in through his window to keep him company but he had therapy tonight until 7 and eddie was alone and bored out of his mind

+ he was currently staring out his second floor window and watching the squirrels 

+ but then he sees him

+ the cute, lanky neighbor kid from down the street skates right past his house

+ and then,,, back past his house?

+ he starts doing tricks on the sidewalk (nothing fancy, mostly just jumping up and landing about 50% of the time) but after the 3rd jump he… looks up at eddie?

+ aND WINKS

+ and eddie’s like shitshitshit i’ve been caught staring at this boy and now he’s making me blush what the fUck

+ then the neighbor kid gets cocky

+ he decides to try that thing where you,, flip the board,, in midair before landing on it? (eddie is not very familiar with skating technical terms)

+ this trick makes eddie very nervous

+ Cute Boy falls flat on his ass and his elbow hits the ground hard

+ eddie runs down the stairs and out the door after grabbing his first aid kit from the nightstand

+ “ohmygod ohmygod what the fuck is wrong with you you could have broken your arm and all i have is neosporin and bandaids here what were you thinking come inside i have to clean up this scrape before it gets infected- no don’t TOUCH it do you know how many GERMS there are on human hands oh my god”

+ but then eddie just looks up and cute boy is smiling at him in the sweetest way he’s ever seen abut then he just smirks and says “hey i’m richie and i’m usually pretty good at skating but i guess i couldn’t help falling for you”

+ eddie needs his inhaler

I understand how “women and femmes” caught on, because there was a desire to describe a group of people associated through the general lens of womanhood/misogyny/lesbianism when some of those people are non-binary or otherwise not strictly identified as women

But the thing is:

1) this usage distances the word femme from it’s specifically lesbian connotation and history

2) and it alienates butch and gnc women by the implicit association of womanhood and femininity (this, when the phrase is not explicitly used in an argument that ‘masculine people’ exert power over ‘feminine people’)

and like… ultimately it’s an incredibly lazy, vague shorthand that does not really represent a cohesive group of people yet somehow still manages to throw a ton of women and nb woman-aligned people under the bus because they don’t fall under some bullshit umbrella of feminity