it-has-been-two-days

College Gothic
  • You are learning addition. You blink. There is differential calculus written on the whiteboard. The longer you stare, the less it looks like numbers. The sky is a different color than when you closed your eyes.
  • Your final grade has not been posted yet. It has been two days. Your final grade has not been posted yet. It has been a month. Your final grade has not been posted yet. It has been a year. Your final grade has not been posted yet.
  • You look at the posted list of required math credits for your major. It is not written in english. It is not written in any language you know. It is not written in any language you don’t know. You close the list of required math credits before it can look back.
  • You cannot remember a time before your 8 AM. You leave the auditorium only to find yourself back in the auditorium. It is time for class. 
  • You have had the same advisor your entire college career. Every time you see him, he has more teeth. Eventually, you stop seeing your academic advisor. He still sees you.
  • Students that go to look through the reference section of the library return different. The unlucky ones don’t return at all.
  • You go to a school of 20,000 students. You see the same 10 individuals at random points on campus every day. There are 19,989 other students. You’re not sure if you want to know where they are.
  • People are screaming in your dorm. People are always screaming in your dorm. “Somebody must be going out partying,” your roommate says. You both know that isn’t true. 
  • You have a paper due in four days. You never finish it. The deadline never draws any closer. You have a paper due in four days. 
  • A man sitting alone on the snowy, empty quad tells you that you will die in exactly 47 minutes. You walk away. You glance back, from a distance, and see only your footprints. You walk faster.
  • The squirrels fear no one. You do not make eye contact with the squirrels. They grow bolder every year, graduating from stealing trash to stealing food off of your plate. You shudder to think what they will steal next. 
  • There is always someone in the study room. You have never seen them leave. It is always the same person. You have never seen them anywhere else.
  • Greek Town gets larger every time you pass it. There are houses with letters that aren’t in any alphabet you know. The residents have hollow eyes. A baby emerald sleeps here. You don’t know what it means. You don’t think you want to know.
AM I ENOUGH

Bucky X Reader

Summary: he was your everything but apparently you weren’t his. Left with nothing but some memories where will life take you?

Warnings: Super angst right from the first sentence, Sam being awesome

A/N: ok I know I shouldn’t be starting something new when I’m working on something but this can to me and I needed to write it out before it left me. I’m tagging some people that have helped me write and make a better story. I hope I have put all your advice to good work. @annadier @marvelous-imagining and @metalarmproblems And the always amazing @veronicalei

“You promised you would stay with me. That nothing on Earth could stop you from breaking that promise. What did I do? I don’t know what I did wrong, not to make you leave me.”

“I know she’s perfect, she’s everything you deserve but I thought, maybe for once, I could be enough for someone, for you. You said I was everything you could ever need. Did you ever want me though? If you only needed me, you could have needed me and just been my friend. Why drag me through this and give me so much, only to say none of it was real?” Your cries have fallen on deaf ears. His back is now turned from you shutting you out once more.

The words were echoing in your head they were the first moments of everything crumbling down around you. You couldn’t stay here anymore. He wanted you gone.

You hastily scribbled out a note it was written on the back of one of your pictures making it hard to write on and puncturing the photo at times. Your hand was shaky and tears blurred you vision. You were determined however to get this out and send it to him.

“I’m sorry. I should have seen the signs earlier, but then again I guess I did. I was just fooling myself into thinking I could hold on to you longer when that’s probably when I already lost you. I’m sorry I kept you from her, I won’t bother you anymore. I hope one day you’ll forgive me for keeping you from her for so long.“

You write Love before scribbling it out and simply put your name.

You slide it under the door and walk away. He wouldn’t get it for a few days as he was gone on a mission. That left you with enough time to make a clean get away, not that anyone was going to come after you.

You weren’t a part of the team, didn’t work with them, didn’t technically live with them either. You were just dating one of the members. Well dated one of them. In fact if he hasn’t said anything they may not notice your absence for awhile thinking you were busy or something.

You had come to collect everything that you had left here. The clothes, the nic-nacs you had collected over time, photos, really anything that could remind him of you. He moved on and didn’t need your junk in the way. Carting it all away you drop most of it down the garbage shoot putting an end to that. You walked into the main lounge and collected a couple more things. With a final look around you said goodbye and the door shut it all from your view.

“FRIDAY, I’m leaving now you can revoke my access privileges as per his request.”

“All right, Miss (Y/L). It has been nice knowing you. Have a pleasant day.”

“I’ll try FRIDAY.”

Stepping out of the building you head out not quite knowing where you were going but knowing it was far away from here.


The team had gotten back from a grueling mission, they were all banged up and suffering from an arrangement of injuries but none needed professional medical help. A couple bandaids would do the trick and a hot shower for everything else. They filed out of the quinjet; to their surprise you weren’t waiting there for them. Usually you would be fidgeting waiting to see that each one was back and relatively unharmed.

Sam was the first to speak up “Hey man where is (Y/N)?” He asks Bucky. “She knew we were coming back today, yes? You text her?”

Bucky stiffens forgetting that you wouldn’t be here any more. He shrugs attempting to take the subject off you and more so him.

“Man, I could really use a hug from her right now. You know check over my injuries, berate me for getting injured in the first place.” He jokes with the others. They all chuckle knowing that is exactly what you would do to all of them. Well except Bucky, you would be pampering and nitpicking his every move just to reassure yourself that he was safe.

“Maybe she fell asleep waiting for us. FRIDAY, we’re back, is (Y/N) in the building?” Tony asks, you had done that a couple times before because of the lateness of a mission.

“No Sir she is not. She has not been back since two days ago. She collected some of her stuff and hasn’t been back since.”

“Oh, alright I’ll just have to text her since other people seem to have forgotten.” He says shooting Bucky a glare. Bucky can’t meet his eyes knowing the true reason to why you weren’t there.

They shuffle to their separate rooms to shower and change. They all eventually drift back to the kitchen when their stomachs announce their need for food. All but Bucky had come down, Steve the concerned friend he always was went to get him. Knocking on the door he found Bucky standing in his room showered but staring at the bed. It was nicely made the grey comforter pulled up and the pillows tucked under and plumped. The room was perfectly squared away not a thing out if place it seemed odd but Steve shrugged it off and continued in to the room.

He places a hand on Bucky’s shoulder causing him to jump at the touch. “Hey just wanted to let you know that there is dinner in the kitchen everyone is waiting for you. Have you heard anything from (Y/N) yet?” Bucky shakes his head. “Hey what’s up with you you’ve been weird for this whole mission and even now?”

“Its nothing Steve, I just been dying to sleep in my own bed now.”

He rolls his shoulder pushing Steve’s hand off of him. He heads out leaving Steve behind, Steve takes a deep breath and drops his head. He was only trying to help. A picture on the ground catches his eyes, he stoops down to pick it up. It’s the picture from one of your days on the beach together. Bucky and You had romped along the beach all day playing in the water and building numerous sand castles only to have the other knock it down. Here though you both had laid down tired from the day, your head was on his chest, his arm wrapped around you both sleeping under an umbrella. It was one of your favorites, flipping it over he reads your words.

His heart breaks, suddenly everything makes sense. Bucky’s attitude, he wouldn’t focus to save his life missing quite a few easy shots during the mission; the room, he looks up none of your personal things could be seen, there was nothing scattered about like you usually have. So thats what happened, he whips around and chases Bucky down. He starts waving the photo as he sees him sitting at the kitchen counter, not fully taking in his surroundings.

“What the heck is this?” Shoving it in his face. Bucky grabs it and looks at the photo before turning it over. He reads the words but doesn’t quite comprehend it all, so he sits and stare trying to make it say something else. He thought he wanted to move on from you that you weren’t enough but now, he wasn’t so sure. He hadn’t cared while you had screamed at him and begged him to explain.

“Answer me Bucky what happened between you and (Y/N)? Why isn’t she coming back?” You could here a pin drop it was so silent in the room all gaping at Bucky.

“That’s why she is not here?“ Tony half standing now from where he had been sitting on the couch.

“Tell me!” Steve snaps. Taking Bucky by the collar and forcing him to look him in the eye.

“I….I broke up with her.” He whispers, “Right before the mission.” His voice keeps getting smaller.

“Why? Why would you ever want to do that?” Steve pleads. “She was your everything. You couldn’t stop talking about her when she wasn’t with you and when she was you were attached at the hip. She’s your best friend, a kind of friend I can never be.”

“I thought…” He trails off not wanting to phrase the next part wrong . “I thought I wanted something else… someone else.”

“You arrogant son of a… Did you cheat on her?” Tony growls.

“No I couldn’t do that. Not to her.”

“But you could break up with her out of the blue after she gave you everything!”

“Hey whoa back up, now let’s calm down and talk it out” Sam is standing pulling Tony back by the shoulder trying to mediate before tensions could rise further. “Sit down Tony this isn’t going to help anything.”

Tony sits with a huff. Sam faces Bucky meeting his eyes. “Bucky I’m guessing you’re regreting breaking up with her now. Why?”

“I walked in the room and nothing felt right it wasn’t home, I looked for anything to hold on to buts all gone. She took everything of hers is gone even out here. The book she kept on the side table. The bankets, even the pillows every single one is gone. She disappeared and it like I’m missing a part of myself. I don’t know what to do.“

“And this person you were leaving her for, she doesn’t make you feel this way? Does she make you happy? Maybe you just need to get used to the idea that (Y/N) is gone.”

Protests were heard all around. Sam held up his hands shushing them as he went to explain himself. Bucky was looking even more confused staring now down at his hands like they held the answer.

“All I’m saying is I don’t want you trying to get her back just because you are used to her being there. She was a constant but you drifted away from her for a reason. I want you to decide whether she is everything you could ever want and need now and forever. That she is going to be the only one always. Or you can let her go and you both move on with your lives. You need to know she is not just going to let you back in after what you did to her. You are going to have to fight to get her back. It may take a long while longer than either of you may like but you have left a very broken girl in your wake. I want to you to be absolutely certain you love her with all you have.”

Now everyone is staring at Sam. They tend to forget he is a councillor for the VA so everything that he just said made so much sense and very true. Now the question was he willing to fight for you?

To be continued……

@metalarmproblems and @veronicalei

[The Battle of Manhattan has been underway for two days. Sally and Paul are running through the city, trying to find Percy, when they suddenly find themselves ambushed by Telkhines. The Telkhines begin to advance when the air suddenly fills with the scent of salt and Poseidon appears. Slamming his trident against the ground, the telkhines melt into seawater.]

Poseidon (turning to Sally and a faintly stunned Paul): Percy’s at the Empire State Building. I’d take you there myself, but I’m afraid I have a monster to kill-

Sally (striding towards him): Wait.

[Poseidon pauses]

Sally: I have raised your son for sixteen years, and in that time, I have never once asked you for anything. I’m asking now. If we’re all still alive tomorrow morning, I want you to promise me that you will never do this to him again. I want you to promise me that there will be no more prophecies, that there will be no more Chosen Ones, that from now on, Percy Jackson will get to have as close to a normal life as a demigod can possibly have. You owe me that. More importantly you owe him that.

Poseidon (hesitating): Sally…

Sally (narrowing her eyes): Promise me.

Poseidon (hesitating for a moment longer before giving a short nod): …okay.

The Pawns And The Kings

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8

Originally posted by bangtanbtsmut


Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Type: Smut

Plot:  The reader is kidnapped, left alone in utter darkness. Once the day of her auctioning comes, she’s given to the head of one of the worlds most powerful gangs, Jungkook. She was nothing but a gift to him. But her little soul turns out to have the power to turn the tides in the worlds angriest ocean. And it turns out, Jungkook isn’t the only man whom eyes have settled upon her.

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All Bottled Up

This is Shklance that has been bugging me for two days now, so if you’re uncomfortable with that it’s ok to just skip this and scroll down.

Part 1

I made a part 2 😊 https://psychotic-cheesecake.tumblr.com/post/160721447852/all-bottled-up

“Oh my god, have you heard?”

“I’m pretty sure everyone in this coffee shop heard you.” Keith grumbled, fighting the urge to turn around and glare at the woman behind him. It was 3 in the afternoon and he needed his iced coffee, it was too hot and humid for excited college girls.

“What?” Thankfully the girl she was with doesn’t seem fazed or mildly excited. Maybe she’s just as tired and sweaty as him this time of the day.

“You know that guy Ethan and the guy he’s dating? I heard they broke up like last night.”

“No way!” Or maybe not. Keith could feel the small jump the girl made on her seat considering that she was seated just behind him. Why the hell did he choose to sit here again?

“Yah. I heard they broke up in a restaurant. In a FUCKING RESTAURANT on their ANNIVERSARY!”

The girl behind him audibly gasp. Keith rolled his eyes but still listened. You can’t really blame him for listening, for one he was seated directly behind the girls; and two, the drama was quite intriguing.

“Oh no, poor Lance!”

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Love Like You

(This contain spoilers from the movie ‘Logan’)

 Logan x POC reader

@whitefangedrose





Scared.

He’s dying.

You watched as Logan enters inside the broken down compound, stumbling around as he took hard breaths as he walked passed you and Caliban. There are blood stains on his dress shirt, still bleeding.

He drops the medication bag for Professor Xavier on the table as he goes into the bathroom.

“Something is wrong with him.” Caliban spoke. “You know it.”

“Why because I’m an empath?” You question.

Caliban was right. You’re an empath. You knew Logan was keeping things from you and him. You felt it everyday.


Depression.

Confusion.

You slowly enter the room as Professor Xavier was having his bad days. He was sitting in his wheelchair, moving around and rambling words he heard from a Taco Bell commercial. Advance stages of Alzheimers. You were hit with waves of confusion and agitation. 

“Hello Professor.” You smile softly at him.

He stares at you. “Who are you? Why am I here?”

Professor Xavier didn’t remember you today.


Cheerful.

It was the first time you seen Professor Xavier in such a good mood in a long time. The first time he was acting like his former self. All because of this little girl.

Laura.

She had to be at least 11 years old. The child didn’t speak a word but you felt that she was feeling comfortable around you and Professor Xavier. Logan didn’t want anything to do with her.

“Logan, she’s a child.” You whispered angrily. “We’re not abandoning her.”

“She’s not our responsibility, y/n.” Logan snaps. “Our lives were fine-”

“Our lives now is beyond fine!”


Protective.

Laura became tense and agitated very quickly. A man came inside, slowly approaching the two of you with restraints in his hand. You hear the familiar sounds of snikt. You looked down at Laura’s hands, in disbelief as you saw two pairs of claw blade emerged from the little child’s balled up knuckles.


Rage.

You weren’t surprised when Logan explains that Laura was his daughter. Even a blind person could clearly see that. Apparently, Laura is his clone. 

“She’s your child.”

“y/n ,I didn’t ask for this.” Logan grunts. 

“Neither did she. You’re the only parent she has in this world.”


Helpless.

Panic.

Your body could barely move as Professor Xavier started to have his seizures again. It was worst than before. Almost as worst than the one he had a year ago.

Your legs felt heavy as you took a slow step towards Laura, who was on the ground, using her claws to move to Professor Xavier. You needed to protect her. You didn’t care about the guns pointing at you.


Two days. He skipped his medication for two days. You were reasonably angry at him. He endangered not only his life, but yours, Logan and Laura’s. 

“You could’ve gotten us kill, Charles!” You yell. “You almost did.” Tears spill down your cheek.

Finish us off.


Safe.

Comfort.

The Munson family were the sweetest people you ever met. They filled that void you had been feeling for a year. 

When you were alone, you felt Logan’s arms wrap around you. He places a kiss on your temple. He always harbored those feelings towards you.

You found yourself in the guest room Professor Xavier was sleeping in, just to make sure he was okay. Laura came in a few minutes later and slept in your lap. 


Distress.

Fear.

Rage.

Everything became so chaotic. Your heart stops as you watch the blades disappeared into the Professor’s chest. He gasped in surprised. Laura screams and attacks ‘Logan’. He tosses the child against the wall and you felt sharp pain in your stomach. 

Laura never stops screaming.


Anger.

Chaotic.

Due to being an empath, you not only felt others emotions but imitate mutations around you as well. Your body starts heals, Laura is still screaming. You see the Munsons lying dead. Charles barely holding on to life. You went to find Laura. She was in restraints. Logan fighting a younger version of himself.


Grief

Frustration

The three of you buried Charles in a small lake. It wasn’t the ocean but you assumed he’ll be at peace now. Logan wanted to be alone. He always wanted to be alone. He blames himself. Self-pity and blame is all he felt. He wants to leave Laura but you won’t let him.

“Why you being fucking selfish?” You shout.

“Look at what’s happened, y/n! I have all this blood on my hands and I’m fucking sick of it!”


Hatred.

Logan’s body was getting worse. It was the metal embedded onto his skeleton poisoning his blood. 

“You’re dying, Logan. I know it’s the adamantium causing blood poisoning.” You said to him. “Your body can’t handle it anymore.”

He didn’t speak to you.


Guilt.

Safety.

The kids at Eden were very nice and resourceful. Logan has been asleep for two days but he was plagued with his usual nightmares. Laura has similar ones too. She would ask you in Spanish to stay with her until she fell asleep after a nightmare.


Rage.

Chaotic.

You decided to go with Laura and the other children across the border. You told Logan that you’ll come back.

He didn’t talk to you.

Then they came for the children. Men chasing down the children. They were going to kill the children. You ran as Laura held your hand tightly.

Then you fell onto the ground as a stray bullet penetrates through your legs. You scream out in pain. You tell Laura to go. But she didn’t. The child went into a complete feral state and all you felt was her rage.


Enraged.

Logan came for her. Logan came for you. 

He fought against the younger clone version of himself but he was being over-powered. Logan was in pain. And you felt rage. The clone impales Logan on a large tree bark. You felt sharp pain bursting out of your own hands.

Bone claws.

You started to fight against the clone, feeding off its own emotions. You didn’t see it as a human being. You didn’t see it as Logan. You saw it as an monster. A monster that needed to die.


Heartbroken.

“Daddy…” 

You cradled Logan’s head. Your tears fell from your eyes onto his face. His breathing was labored. He looks at you then to Laura. 

“So this…is…what…it…feels like…” Logan whispers.

You smile sadly at him. “When I see the way you act,” You started to sing to him, to ease his pain. “Wondering when I’m coming back, I could do about anything, I could even learn how to love like you.”

He was feeling loved. At peace with himself for the first time in so long. 

“I love you, James ‘Logan’ Howlett.”

“I know y/n. I do too.”


Loved.

You buried him and gave him a small funeral. 

As you and the others were starting to leave, Laura removed the cross from his grave and repositioned it so it was an ‘X’. 

You smile softly.

He was the last living X-Men. 

“I miss him.” Laura says. 

“I miss him too.”

No Regrets (Part 9)

So I woke up in a very creative mood today - lot’s of writing, lots of coffee. Hope you like it?


Summary: When the reader finally coughs up the courage to ask Bucky out, it turns out, he’s not that interested. Or is he?


Pairings: Bucky x Reader


Word count: 3.7k


Warnings: some swearing, angst, thunder?


Catch up: No Regrets Masterlist

Originally posted by raised-from-the-grave

Originally posted by indiastokeruniverse



It was like huge weight was lifted off your shoulders. The cat and mouse chase between you and Bucky has built up frustrations inside you, you didn’t know you were capable off. Over the course of past few weeks you found yourself feeling worthless and unwanted, rejected and used, then vulnerable and useless following the emotional rollercoaster, courtesy of James Bucky Barnes.

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Silver Storm (3/?)

Summary: While on trip out of state, you were taken by Hydra. You were barely 21 at the time. Hydra took you and turned you into another asset, matching the Winter Soldier’s abilities. They injected you with a serum similar to his, wiped you,  and instructed the soldier himself to train you. He was hard on you, but when it was just the two of you he let his walls down. You were each other’s comfort, until the events of D.C when he was sent to kill Captain America. After that day, you never saw him again. You were told he abandoned you, that he was on the other side now. It’s been years since you’ve seen him, but what happens when he comes bursting through the doors of your facility?

Memories are in Italics, bold is readers thoughts *

It’s kind of a slow chapter guys, but itll step up for the next ones!

Pairing: none so far, but Bucky x reader (eventually) , reader x avengers

Warnings: swearing, torture, violence, sadness

 - I wasn’t aware there was already a superhero with this name, so my character is in no way connected to  Marvels Silver Storm! *


                                                    Chapter 3

    Steve pulls the man out of the jet with him, harshly whispering to him as they leave.  Bucky stands, hand still grasping yours, and leads you out of the jet and into whatever building they took you to. As you pass a window, you peek out, seeing the most beautiful scene. You stop, pulling Bucky to a halt as you keeping gazing out the window at the gorgeous skyline.

“Where are we?” you ask softly. He takes his hand away from your and places it on your hip while standing behind you.

“New York, doll.”

“It’s so beautiful. I don’t think I’ve ever had a chance to see it like this.” Your tone is somewhat sad, memories of the times Hydra made you come here for missions play in your mind.

Originally posted by dincolodeumbre

“Well now you can. How about we go sight seeing sometime? I can show you all that you’ve-”

“I don’t think that’ll be happening anytime soon.” Bucky’s cut off by the voice of the man from earlier. You both turn around, facing the still upset looking man.

“Stark, what are you-”

“Your friend here is a wanted assassin, Barnes. You really think you can go skipping around the city together? For all you know she’s a ticking time bomb.” The tone of his voice hits a nerve, reminding you of the way your handler spoke; it’s as if you weren’t even there. Your body tenses up like it does when you’re waiting on orders. Bucky notices, fisting his hands at his side.

“Tony, she’s a human being, not an animal. She was with Hydra for what? 10 years or less? She probably did half the kills I did in my time, and I’m here. So save your lecture. She’ll be cleared,” He shoots back. Tony rolls his eyes and sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose.

“Fine, I’ll give you that. But until she gets a psych evaluation, she stays in containment. We don’t know anything about her-”

“Did anyone look into the flash drive your friend retrieved from my superior? My files might be on there, he never let that thing out of sight,” you cut in. Tony sends you a glare, putting you right back into the tense mode.

“We’re looking into it right now. Why don’t you show her to her confinement area.”

Bucky grabs your hand, pulling you with him. As you step into the elevator, he shifts closer to you, cupping your face like before. You gasp, shocked at the movement. His face is getting closer to yours, and he slowly rests his forehead against yours.

 "I’m so sorry. I’ll figure all this out. We’ll find out who you are, and hopefully undo the damage they did to you,“ he whispers. You can feel his breath fan across your face. A feeling spreads across you, making you feel warm, almost safe. Another memory slips through the cracks, and you step back and place your hands on your head as it hits.


You were laying curled into Winter’s body on the concrete floor of your cell. It has been at least two days since any agents have entered. They only slide your food trays under the door. The room felt like it was below 0’ F; your body was shaking from the cold. Winter pulled you on top of him, wrapping his arms around you tighter as your body rested against his.

"Is this better?” he quietly questioned. You nuzzled your face into his neck, lips slightly grazing it. You heard him suck in a sharp breath, and goosebumps appeared on his neck.

“Yes, much better, Soldier,” you said as you placed light kisses along his neck.

“Behave yourself, doll.” You could tell his warning was empty. You began nipping at his neck, pulling breathy gasps from him. His hold on you tightened even more, pushing you to him and making you feel his growing bulge.

“You know, there is something else we can do for warmth, Привлекательн (handsome)…” you purred into his ear. He flipped you both, placing himself between your legs. He rubbed his center against yours, making you whimper at the contact. He leaned down, barely brushing his lips against yours.

“If we get caught-”

“It would be worth it,” you pushed. The way he looked at you sent a different kind of chill through you. He looked at you as if you hold his world in your hands, as if maybe you’re them most beautiful and important thing to him. You finally broke the silence, pushing yourself forward and melting your lips to his. The shock it sent through your body was the most magnificent feeling . You wound your arms around his shoulder, pulling him closer.

Originally posted by couplenotes


You heard footsteps approaching down the hall, causing you to pull away and force him off you. He sent you a troubled look as the door jerked open.

“Серебро, ты готовишься к миссии (Silver, you are being prepped for a mission).”

You stood immediately, knowing that you had a good chance of being wiped (since Hydra just loved having any excuse to do it). You nodded and followed the agent. You looked back over your shoulder and saw a single tear roll down Winter’s face.


You’re on your knees in the elevator, still holding your head. Your breathing is uneven, and you can feel Bucky rubbing circles into your back as he whispers things to you.

"It’s okay, just relax,” he says. “Are all memories like that? That painful?” You nod, and he slowly helps you up and returns a hand to you waist. You didn’t notice the elevator doors open, but he guides you out. What was that memory? Did we ever-

 You blurt out your thoughts before you can stop yourself. “Bucky, were we - did anything ever happen with us while we were in that cell?” you ask. He doesn’t answer right away, just keeps moving you two through the floor you were on.

“Is that the memory you just had?” he asks, avoiding the question.

“Not exactly, you ..I…. Do you remember kissing m-” you’re interrupted by a door loudly sliding open in front of you. This must be the containment that Tony guy was talking about. You decide not to finish your question, instead just walking into the plain white room. There is a small bed against the wall, right across from a giant window looking into the hall. It’s like a fucking animal cage. They can just come in and watch me?

You turn to Bucky, rage evident in your expression. “You’re sticking me in a glorified animal cage?” you roar. His eyes widen. "It’s not a - It’s just a precaution. You heard what Tony said. You have to be evaluated before we can situated with something normal,“ he states, his voice was stern, snapping you out of your rage. It was the voice you recognize as the one he used in front of his superiors while at Hydra. Your blood ran cold, instantly flipping your switch into comply mode. You straighten your posture, and your face is expressionless. Bucky realizes what happened, regretting the way he just spoke.

Originally posted by agentcarterabc

 "Silver, I didn’t mean-” he doesn’t continue. He can already tell you won’t respond. He runs his hand down his face, kicking himself mentally. You hear a beeping start, and watch as he goes for his pocket. He pulls out a small phone, putting it to his ear.

“What?” he asks defeatedly. You aren’t sure what is said from the other side, but all he replies with is an “okay”. He slides it back into his pocket. “I have to go, they managed to get into the flash drive. I’ll come back after we see what’s on it, okay?” he leans forward, going to place his lips on your forehead. You stand still, still no emotion showing on your face.

“Relax a little, I’ll be back soon.” You don’t answer, just stand there. He hesitantly leaves, the door closing behind him. When he is out of sight, you glance around the room, your eyes landing on the giant window to the hall.

What the hell am I supposed to do? What if whatever is on the drive is bad? What if they send me back to Hydra, or keep me in this room ? I shouldn’t be here.


    You end up sitting on the bed, waiting for someone to come to you. After what feels like days, you finally see Bucky and Steve through the window. The door slides open and they both step in with hard to read looks across their faces. You’re on your feet in seconds. You don’t speak, you just wait for orders or whatever they are here for.

  “You aren’t a soldier anymore, ma'am. This isn’t Hydra.” Steve says with a hint of sincerity. You don’t move from your spot, afraid this is a trap. They shoot each other a look before Bucky speaks up.

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“Doll, we think we have something you might want to see. Will you come with us?” he asks. You tilt your head to the side, confused on why you’re being given an option. You slowly nod ‘yes’ at them, and Bucky sticks his hand out for yours.You lay your hand in his gently, like before, and follow the men out of your room.

    After being on the elevator shortly, you’re being escorted into a large room with what you assume to be the rest of the Avengers sitting around a table. A holographic screen is in front of them, but all eyes are on you. You recognize most of the team from pictures you were shown at your previous base. Bucky pulls out a seat for you and you take it as he sits next to you.

“Alright Tony, keep going.”

    Five different screens are showing now. Two  of them are videos playing, showing you being injected with blue liquid and your body reacting. Another two videos are of you being trained, looking brutally abused, one including Bucky in it. And the last one was a photo of you, along with all your information; name, weight, height, etc.

Your breathing picks up and your hands begin to shake at the thought of what’s about to happen. You look to the screen where your information is shown.

Who the hell is Y/n?

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Baby Sparrow

Summary: The reader is on the run from the police because she is the daughter of a pirate.  What happens when she hides on the Black Pearl.

Warnings: Mention of character death, and maybe some blood, and kidnapping, that’s it…..I think

A/n: AT the begging of the story you are 15 or 16 years old. Might make this into a series  

Word Count: 3,608 words

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“GET BACK HERE!!”

Redcoats were chasing after you for a very good reason.  You were the daughter of a pirate.  Your mother had a one night stand with some drunk at a bar, nine months later in the middle of the ocean you were born.  Recently your mother was caught and hung and you were crying internally, but you had to run to escape the same fate. 

You ran past coaches and climbed ladders but you couldn’t shake them.  Now salty air began to fill your nose.  ‘The Docks!’  Developing a plan to hide in a ship could either go amazing or get you in worse trouble.  It was that or swim out to see.  Ships it was.

As you ran on the wooden planks, your eyes scanned the area.  Mostly trade ships and military boats.  That's when a massive ship falls into your line of sight.  It was black as the night sky and no one was on deck. “BINGO!" 

Urging your legs to carry you faster caused you to bump into sailors, one of them caught your attention.  His black hair was in dreads, a red cloth tied above his forehead, at his side was a sword and a pistol, to top it of a hat of a captain.  'Pirate’ ran through your head as you realized why he dressed like that.  As you rushed past him, you kicked a table of spices over which sent powder into the air making a colorful cloud of exotic smells and colors.

The threat falling behind only edged you on.  As you approached the ship you leaped over objects and skipped onto the plank of wood that let you on.  Once on board, you hid in a bushel of barrels which smelled of rum.  Now you needed to wait.

An hour had passed before you dozed off.  You dreamt of adventures you had gone on with your mother.  Looting from trade ships, pillaging small towns, and one time robbing a governor.  Each left a smile on your face. Until you were awoken.  

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Angel

Pairing: Park Jinyoung x Reader 

Word Count: about 2k

Rating: Fluff and a tiny bit of angst :)

You and Jinyoung have been attached at the hip for years but suddenly his feelings for you change. 


You were inseparable.

You met in high school during your first year, the second week of school, in a math class the both of you hated.

He was the “it” boy at school, of course, exceptionally smart and incredibly popular though he tried to act oblivious to it all.

You didn’t really talk to anyone in class. Cliques were vital at school but you didn’t find any you fit into or more importantly, you didn’t find any cliques you were truly comfortable being part of. Neither did Jinyoung.

One day, your math teacher was rambling on about how perfectly he could draw a circle on a quadratic plane and you muttered some insult under your breathe because the man literally does anything but teach and in response you hear a chuckle from the boy sitting next to you. You looked over at him as he turned his attention from the teacher to you, still chuckling and hiding his smile with one of his hands.

Eye crinkles, how cute.

“Jinyoung. Nice to meet you.” He says with his hand now outstretched towards you. He was still smiling.

“Y/N, nice to meet you too.” You said, reaching for his hand and shaking it, giving him a slight nod and returning a grin.

“You know, he’s going to be like this all year, there’s no actual point in paying attention to any of the mundane things he says.” He shrugged his shoulders and smirked. And you laughed.

Ever since then, you were inseparable.


You knocked on the door of the apartment fervently.

“If you don’t open this door Park Jinyoung, I’ll actually kill you. It’s cold out here you jerk!” You shout, rubbing your unoccupied hand over your arms and trying to ignore the shivers running through your body. Soon the door opened and you run in before even looking up at the person who opened it.

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Warning

LUST FOR LIFE HAS BEEN LEAKED TWO DAYS BEFORE THE ALBUM RELEASE. True fans will wait! Lana clearly said it makes her sad every time she leaves the studio hoping her songs are safe. I can imagine it’s only leaked because of advanced copies being sold around the world early but please do not listen. If you find yourself having withdrawals the sampler is still out online. Just please hold on till Friday!

Honestly the thing about that Jackson video is that it was posted March 31st kst and it’s currently April 2nd kst which means it has been two days. And they had a fan meeting yesterday (today for us in the western hemisphere) and from the looks of it, they all seemed fine? Like JB was all over Jackson, Youngjae too as well as the fact that Jackson was back to being super flirty with Jinyoung, handing him a rose and doing their usual whispering together. They were all joking, Jackson included and laughing as a group. So i think that we should recognize that whatever issue was going on in that video has probably been resolved. They talk about about they fix their issues all the time so I’m sure that this too has been talked about.

And at the end of the day, we aren’t privy to every moment, every issue, every fight that happens. they deserve to figure this shit out like the grown men they are and not have us fangirls worry.

which also brings me to the fact that so many people are shitting on got5 for what happened and that’s not cool. Be upset about their actions (which I  could make a whole post on) but I think they were shocked and stunned and didn’t know how to react to Jackson in that moment. You hear them feel bad and I think they tried to cheer him up after that. If you watch after, when they ask Jinyoung about the future and he talks about their kids being in a group, it’s Jackson who suggests Got7 junior which Jinyoung says, “oh i like that”. He’s also the one all over Youngjae and reading comments with him, laughing and joking with Yugbam during Yugyeom’s sexy dance. Watch the whole video and you realize that it’s a very awkward and uncomfortable moment, but it seems to pass by. 

We shouldn’t keep making drama about this because it will only make it worse. They seem to be fine again and at the end of the day, they have their manager and family family who they all know to be there for them and work out any lasting tension. There is no way this one moment is going to cause them to have a disbanding or cause them to have a big blow up. Let’s move on and put this issue to rest.

Chapter 196

Quick translation:

(WH = white haired mafia dude)

WH: Listen well, on the count of three, dash out with all your strength. 

JY: Who exactly are you? 

WH: 3, 2, 

JY: Wait! My feet is still chained! 

WH: 1 (snaps chain)

JY: Heyaaaaaahhhhhhhhh!

(Escaping scene)

WH: Next, don’t move recklessly. 

JY: Wait! I don’t want to die yet aahhh!!

- cuts to school - 

ZX: Jian yi has been missing for two days, his Mum didn’t call the police. (She) even told the teacher Jian yi is down with fever and is on medical leave… This is weird…

HT: …Their family affairs are difficult to meddle in, at this time what can we do…

ZX: …

ZX: I want to see him. 

- cuts back to Jian yi -

WH: Bring him back

JY: Where are we going… 

WH (on phone): He’s safe, leaving immediately. 

JY: I… want to see Zhan Zheng xi.