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anonymous asked:

Bucky, can you tell us about a time you had to force Steve to go to medical because he thinks he's pretty much invincible?

my favorite times is when steve is unconscious. or really punch drunk. because then i can just drag him into medical. and i dont really have to worry about brain damage because 1. he’s already an idiot and 2. healing factor.

( which is not to say that his healing factor is enough to keep him out of medical. it’s not. he still has to go in, no matter what he says. the only ones who get out of medical on the healing factor excuse are wade and logan. and that’s just because they’re too much of a pain to bother with. so steve still has to go to medical. )

you would think being raised by a nurse would teach him to respect medical. but no. 

he broke his hand–his whole damn hand, not just the fingers–punching a solid concrete wall a month ago. he wasnt aiming for the wall. (he claims.) he was aiming for a doombot, which dodged, and he hit the wall instead. it may have been the only doombot ever made with a survival instinct. if only steve could have borrowed that after clint shot the doombot’s head off.

since steve is steve, and he thinks erskine and howard injected him with adamantium instead of superjuice, he just kept fighting with his broken hand. and he kept forgetting it was broken. (and yelling swearwords over the comms every time he punched something with it. language, steve.) 

so afterwords, all of us knew he was injured–it was pretty hard to miss, what with the swearing and the swelling. if the universe was kind, or if steve was less stubborn, he would have accepted the inevitable and just gone to medical. obviously he did not do that. instead, he started doing the ‘im just fine my hands are always this weird looking bucky what are you talking about’ routine. i think he was just planning on setting the bones himself, though i really dont want to know how exactly he planned to do that. i was fixing to just grab him and haul him off. 

i guess he could see it in my expression, because he made a break for it, and tried to grab hold of tony as he was taking off. except tony didn’t see him coming, and the two of them only made it about twelve feet up before steve throwing off tony’s balance managed to crash them both. 

the iron man is pretty heavy. steve wound up under it. 

he broke his other hand.

after that he went to medical quietly.

(he was not quiet for long. theres no greater force of irritation than bedridden steve who can’t use his hands to do things. he gets bored and then i start really missing being cryofrozen)

anonymous asked:

You're taking requests??? YES!!! How would the crew react if Ryder surprised each of the with a Christmas gift they've been working on secretly for a while, just for them? Like a home-made scarf, or a weapon they upgraded, etc?

I live to serve! Hope this was ok! :)

Here you go my dears!

Cora
The small potted Christmas Rose was found on her desk in the hydroponics lab. It took her a moment register. She inched her way over and she touched the large unfurled red flowers in the tiny bush. Next to the potted plant was a small hand written note.
“Not quite the roses you were after but I hope it will do. Merry Christmas. - Sara.”
A smile broke her lips and she placed the flower in the middle of the room. She kept it well watered and cherished the flower.

Liam
He was tinkering away with his dual omni-blades when Sara appeared, holding something behind her back. Liam raised a brow.
“Happy Christmas!” She yelled, pulling a home made scarf from behind her back.
A badly knitted home made scarf with what looked like a terrible attempt at a love heart on the end of it.
“Wow, you.. Really shouldn’t have!”
Liam embraced her, kissing her on the top of the head and immediately wrapped the scarf around his neck. It was itchy as hell, but God be damned if we wasn’t going to show off his gift. Especially to Jaal.

Peebee
She had heard a little about the earth holiday and was determined to be the first person to give out gifts on the tempest. Sara beat her to of however. A remnant sharp that was put onto a long cord necklace. “No one in the universe has one of these.” Sara smiled as she presented the gift to her. Peebee should have been mad at her for beating her to the gifts but instead the settled for tackling her in a one of a kind Pelasaria B'Sayl hug.

Vetra Nyx
She was used to giving. Never receiving from anyone. So when the new modded visor was placed in front of her with a crude red bow, Sara smiling, waiting in anticipation for her reaction, she couldn’t help but pull the squishy human in for a hug that nearly broke Sara’s sternum. Sara didn’t mind though. Seeing Vetra this happy was worth bruising for.

Drack
He was well over 1,000 years old. Been through wars great and small, watched friends and family die, killed and maimed. But here was this blood sack, holding out a newly modded krogan shotgun, smiling ear to ear at him, “Happy Christmas Drack!” and Vaul’s quads he though he felt one of his remaining intact hearts warm. Just a little. Only a little. Barely. Tiny little bit.
And he wasn’t smiling, did not at all get in the least bit tears eyed, because Krogan don’t cry, and he did not nearly crush her in a Krogan hug. Because Krogan don’t hug. Much.

Suvi
A tin box of Sumatran tea had made its way to her desk. She didn’t know how it was possible another box even existed in Andromeda. But she could take a wild guess at who gave it. Mainly due to her peaking from the armoury door over at her. Suvi smiled at the note “One more box couldn’t hurt right? Merry Christmas. - Sara”
Suvi hugged the box to her chest and smiled over at Ryder, who blushed and disappeared back into the armoury.

Jaal
“It’s an Earth thing.” Sara had said as she held the small snow globe in her hands. A small, seemingly being like structure made of plastic circular snow balls with an orange nose and dotted eyes and mouth and buttons down his person, standing in the centre of the globe. At the base read “Merry Christmas From Nevada!” Fake snow fluttered about the ‘snowman’ when she shook it.
“Didn’t know what to get you so I thought this would be cool. My dad got it for me when I was small. I was sad because it was our first Christmas away from home and on Earth so he went into some cheap Nick Nack store and got it because he thought it was funny since it doesn’t snow in Nevada…” She babbled. Jaal took the gift from her hands, turning over a few times, observing it. “An heirloom from your family? I am honoured.” He smiled. Sara snorted a laugh. “Something like that. Glad you like it.”
“What’s a “Ne-vaa-da”?“

Kallo
She had finally pieces together the SR-1 model and placed it in a box with a bow. She knew he liked the ship models she collected and had heard that he was quite fond of the Turian-Human ship collaborations. Leaving it on his pilot seat she waited for him to find it. However, Salarians can be a little… Muddled sometimes. The pilot didn’t even glance down at the gift on his seat, too busy with his omni-tool, and instead sat in the model ship. "AHH! WHAT THE-!?” He yelled jumping back up from his seat. Ryder was at a loss. “Uh, Merry Christmas?” She laughed. “RYDER!”

Gil
A printed Ai shirt with “Poker Face” written on the front was hanging on his console in the drive core room, along with tinsel, which he had no clue were Ryder could have gotten it from, draped all over said console and a heap of mistletoe around his work space. Anyone else would have been annoyed but Gil could only laugh, mauve ring his way around the room that looked like a Christmas elf threw up in.
Gil wore the shirt all the time. The bragging seemed to get even worse on his side but he may have let Sara win a round or two after her thoughtful gift.

Lexi
Sara really was at a loss for what to get her. Lexi seemed to only like fussing over the crew and being an all round mother hen. The only thing she new she really liked was Drack. And this sparked an idea in Ryder.
Every time she took Drack out with her she would snap pictures of him in action with her visor. Having them printed out and shoved in an envelope she placed them on her desk, then waited out at the comms area. When a rather flushed Lexi came out, Ryder laughed shooting finger guns her direction “Merry Christmas Lexi!” “RYDER!”
Although Lexi… Appreciated the thought deep down, Ryder was still getting a proper giving out to later.

anonymous asked:

I'm literally just like you , I'm so excited for this book it seems super cool and I don't think it's for money at all? That's so absurd to say about Dan and Phil ? I'm literally so far up Dan and Phils asses I would buy their weekly shopping list no word of a lie

its strange bc people are treating it like dan and phil are sitting on a throne of money manically laughing as we scramble to buy their things but they’re literally just providing an opportunity to get something they think their fans will like whilst making a profit because they’re running a business??