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A V E N G E R S 


        ~ Lonely Hearts and Sad Bars: A bartender’s observations of the Avengers. 

Steve Rogers (Captain America)

Wise Fools Series:  When Hydra hires an agent of SHIELD to bring down an none other than the Captain himself, chaos ensues.

~ Fool Me Once ~ Shame On You ~ Fool Me Twice  ~ Shame On Me

~ Sex headcanons (#)

~ One Last Dance (drabble):  Walking away from the venue, his jaw clenched, he knows he should’ve asked her for one last dance.

Bucky Barnes (Winter Soldier)

        ~ Love (drabble): Never had the words ‘I love you’ been shared between the two, but perhaps, it wasn’t necessary.

        ~ StardustKnight! Bucky X Castle Maid! Reader AU; A maid loves a lord. A lord loves a maid. Surely, a union between the two will never come to be. 

        ~ All the Things Left Unsaid: He loved her. A woman of hope, ambition, of joy. There’d been so much that he’d wanted to say to her and so much that he hadn’t.

        ~ Sex headcanons (#)

        ~ Safe (drabble): Another nightmare, another hopeless day. He feels helpless, broken. Will he ever be safe?

        ~ Mercy: Everyone has secrets. The only question that differs is who shows mercy when those secrets tear at crumbling walls built to contain them?

        ~ Breathless (drabble) (#): Bucky’s a fucking tease. He knows that. He won’t stop. 

        ~ Caution (#): He’s everything that your mother’s warned you about. Good thing you never have listened to her.

        ~ The Girl in the Flower Dress (drabble): There’s this girl. There’s this guy. The guy’s in love with the girl but he’s too big of an idiot to even talk to her.

        ~ Insatiable (drabble) (#): Bucky simply can’t get enough of you.

Just Friends (drabble series) (#): The deal was clear: No feelings. 

 Part I, Part II

        ~ Answers (drabble): Some questions don’t need to be asked. 

     ~ Their Story: Mouline Rouge AU; What happens when an oh-so-talented, charmingly bohemian, tragically impoverished protege falls in love with a courtesan?

       ~ Storm (drabble): Storms do, after all, leave clear skies to marvel at.

       ~ Warmth (#) (drabble): Bath-time with Bucky.

       ~ Roses: Is it possible to win a girl’s heart in a day? 

       ~ Touch (#): Bucky masturbating…

       ~ Desire (#): Based off 50 Cent’s Candy Shop

       ~ Sugar (series):  Struggling with the pressures of running a bakery in New York City, [Y/N] [Y/L/N] is your average, flour-covered baker. Bucky Barnes is your no nonsense, sugar-hating guy.  What happens when the two get closer than Fate intends for them to?

Loki Laufeyson (Loki)

        ~ Sex headcanons (#)

Pietro Maximoff (Quicksilver)

        ~ Sex headcanons (#)

Clint Barton (Hawkeye)

       ~ Sex headcanons (#)

Tony Stark (Ironman)

       ~ Almost (drabble): Almost is the saddest word in the entire vernacular. It’s just there but no quite. So close to something that could be. But sometimes, almost can be happy. 

       ~ Home (drabble): Sometimes, home isn’t a place. It’s a person. 

       ~ Sex headcanons (#)

       ~ Stark’s Private Car-wash Services (#): Tony gets turned on by his girlfriend washing one of his cars. 

T’Challa Udaku (Black Panther)

        ~ Snowfall: She’s never seen snow before. She’d do anything to see it.

Scott Lang (Ant-Man)

        ~ Sex headcanons (#)

Natasha Romanoff (Black Widow)

        ~ Sex headcanons (#)

Thor Odinson

        ~ His Touch (#): There’s nothing but love evident in every movement of his. After all, you are his queen. 

        ~ Sex headcanons (#)


X - M E N

Logan Howlett (Wolverine) 

         ~ Friends, Not Food (#): There’s apparently something hard to understand about the fact that his girlfriend’s a friend, not food. 

         ~ Sex headcanons (#)

         ~ Helpless (drabble): He’s been through a lot. He’ll never change. 

         ~ Mile High (#): It’s really not his fault that you’re the most pleasant thing to think about when he’s in a metal canister, miles in the sky with a chance of crashing.

         ~ Worst Timing (drabble): Logan finds the worst time to tell you that he loves you.

         ~ How Good Is He At Oral? (#) (ask)

         ~ Is Logan an ass or boob guy?  (#) (ask)

         ~ Does Logan purr? (#) (ask) (drabble)

         ~ Static (#): Logan can’t keep his hands off of you, no matter what you happen to be doing in that moment. 

         ~ Dinner (drabble) (#): When Logan wants to try something new, you’re glad you agree.

         ~ Card Towers (drabble): It’s almost funny how easy it is to destroy hope.

         ~ Straddling Him (#) (ask)

         ~ Giving him a blowjob (#) (ask)

         ~ How would Logan masturbate? (#) (ask)

         ~ Car sex (#) (ask)

         ~ Spanking (#) (ask)

         ~ Giving him a massage (#) (ask)

Victor Creed (Sabretooth)

         ~ Primal Need (#): Victor Creed doesn’t take kindly to challenge. He revolts in every way that you’d expect.

         ~ Sex headcanons (#)

         ~ Is Victor an ass or boob guy? (#) (ask)

Piotr Rasputin (Colossus)

        ~ Molten Metal (#): Waking up next to someone isn’t a given, especially when you’re a mutant. You’re glad you’ve got Piotr. 

        ~ Sex headcanons (#)

        ~ Riding Him (#) (ask)

        ~ Riding His Thigh (#) (ask)

        ~ Face Sitting (#) (ask)

        ~ How Good Is He At Oral (#) (ask)

Charles Xavier (Professor X)

        ~ Sex headcanons (#) 

Erik Lensherr (Magneto)

        ~ Sex headcanons (#)


D A R E D E V I L 

Matthew Murdock (Daredevil)

         ~ The Fall Of An Angel: He loved to hear her sing, but he never knew the reason behind her heartbreaking tunes.

         ~ Sex headcanons (#)

Frank Castle (The Punisher)

         ~ Remember (poetic drabble??): Frank’s recollection of his memories.



Francis Freeman (Ajax)

        ~ Sex headcanons (#)

Wade Wilson (Deadpool)

        ~ Sex headcanons (#)


T H E  B R O N Z E

Lance Tucker

       ~ Sex headcanons (#)


R E A L  P E R S O N 

Sebastian Stan

       ~ Forbidden: Unseelie Fae! Sebastian Stan X Reader AU; A human has entered the realm of the fairies, a land forbidden. What good can come of it?

Flawed Words Series (Sebastian X OC): tba

      ~ Part I 

anonymous asked:

I had this friend in elementary school who's mom was a teacher there and she seemed so shy and sweet. I talked to her again earlier this week to catch up and apparently she got suspended from school because she was drinking vodka from a metal canister during class. We're both freshman.

this is so relatable

Amusement Parks & Sunburns

request: Hey! I love your blog so much, ur an amazing writer! <3 I was wondering if u could write an imagine around the line ‘I’m sorry baby’, if it’s not too much trouble 💗💗

a/n: so that line isn’t in until the very bottom, but it’s still there. also feedback is super good!! ps i literally couldn’t think of a good title

You were on tour with Shawn for the summer, and since he had day off from travelling and playing shows, the team thought it would be fun to go to the amusement park that was close to the venue. “There’s a waterpark next door!” Shawn said, smiling like a little kid on Christmas.

You laughed, tossing him the black swim trunks he packed. “Wanna get wet?” You asked, and Shawn choked. Laughing, you went to change into your bikini. You threw on a white shirt, and a cute pair of shorts, before slipping on your sandals.

When you guys got to the amusement park, most of the team went to the water park first, but you, Shawn, Geoff, and Andrew all walked over to the amusement park’s line. “Babe, did you put sunscreen on?” You asked, knowing Shawn was prone to forgetting.


You rolled your eyes, an once everyone was through the gates, you grabbed the small spray sunscreen you had, and sprayed Shawn’s arm, causing him to yelp. “Babe! That was cold!” He said, grabbing the sunscreen. He applied the sunscreen, and handed the metal canister back to you, and you stuffed it in the drawstring bag you had brought.

“What do you want to do first?” You asked, lacing your hand with your boyfriend’s.  

“That.” Geoff pointed to a roller coaster that had a nearly vertical drop, and you felt your stomach flip.

“Um, I’ll stick this one out.” You said, and Shawn looked at you.

“I’ll stay with her, why don’t you do it, Geoff?” He asked, and the man waltzed right up to the line, and Andrew stood next to Shawn, not a fan of heights either.

“Ooh, let’s go on the Italian swings!” You pulled Shawn’s arm towards the ride, and he just went along with it, yelping out when his arm touched the already-hot metal rod that kept you in the seat.

After a few hours, a few other people from Shawn’s team joined up with you four, and Dave was posing with Shawn in front of one of those boards where you stick your head through. You snapped a few photos for blackmail, and took a swig of the water you got. “Hey, anyone know where  a good place for lunch is?” Mike asked, fixing the baseball cap he had on.

“I saw a buffet-style place over there.” You pointed towards the area without any big coasters, and everyone started to migrate that way. You found Shawn’s hand again, and the two of you talked about going to the waterpark after lunch.

The lunch buffet was pretty busy, but eventually everyone got food, and Shawn paid for your lunch, as well as his. “Babe, I’m gonna end up finishing it, so don’t even complain. Plus, we’ve been dating for three years, you should be used to this.” He said, carrying the tray to the table Geoff had claimed. You couldn’t argue that fact, since Shawn was always up for some food.

After eating, you went to the bathroom and tied your hair into a bun, and applied some more sunscreen. You usually burned pretty easily, so you made sure to not miss any spots. Stepping out of the bathroom, you saw Shawn was talking to a few fans, and you poked him in the side. “Hey, how are you guys?” You asked, smiling at them.

Once they left, you and Shawn made your way to the lockers, and paid for one. He took off his shirt, and you did the same, leaving you two in the swimsuits you put on earlier. Locking the locker, you two walked over to the waterslide where two people could race each other. “You’re going down, Mendes.” You said, sticking your tongue out at him.

You two went down the slides, and when you popped up from the pool, you saw Shawn doing the same. “It was pretty much a tie.” Andrew said, and you jumped, since you didn’t know he was in the pool. “Did I scare ya?” He asked, laughing.

You waded to the edge of the pool, and got out. Shawn followed, and you smirked when you saw his arms as he got out of the pool. “Like whatcha see?” He asked, taking your hand.

“It’s ok.” You joked, kissing his bicep. You two just meandered for a little, and you saw the entrance to a very populated lazy river. You lead Shawn to the entrance, and grabbed a two-person inner tube, and Shawn jumped on. You followed hia action, and he pushed off of the wall to get moving. “Today was fun.” You said, yawning.

Shawn looked at you, and smiled. “It was pretty great.” He reached over and took your hand, and you two just floated along the river, until Geoff swam by, splashing you two.

Back at the hotel, you collapsed on the bed, exhausted. “Um, baby, did you put sunscreen on your back?” Shawn asked, biting his lip.

“Yeah, why?” You asked.

Shawn pressed his finger between your shoulder blades, and you whimpered. “I’m sorry baby, I think you got burned.”

Your shoulders fell, you really thought you made it out without a burn. “Dammit.” You walked into the bathroom and spun so you could see your back, and you were relieved to see it wasn’t a super bad burn, but it was pink. “Shawn? Can you rub aloe onto my back?” You grabbed the green bottle, and walked back into the room.

“Yeah, of course.” He smiled, and you lied on the bed, while Shawn massaged aloe into your back, and before you knew it, you were asleep.

a/n: so anyway i went to virginia last summer aka all i did was go to busch gardens and water country usa so like. also i never knew how nice water shoes can be at a waterpark. 10/10 would say to buy them.

sugar ‘n spice

Originally posted by junshua-intl

part 1/? of Café Carat series

genre: fluff/romance, coffee shop!AU, barista!Jun[SVT]

word count: 5415

characters: Wen Junhui/Original Female Character, Joshua Hong, Kim Mingyu, Yoon Jeonghan

(a/n): i finally finished this after how many months??? ;w; school got in the way when i was halfway done but now we here y’all. in celebration of their comeback and rebirth, i hope you sweet nibs of chocolate enjoy! ♡

He carefully hovered the cayenne pepper shaker over a pool of chocolate. He only needed a small amount so that the flavors can harmonize with each other. Anything more than that would result in burning hot failure. The tip of his tongue poked out of the corner of his lips while his eyebrows scrunched together in complete concentration. He gently tapped the glass bottle and red specks of fire drifted into the mug like snow on a winter’s day.

He pat the container a few more times, keenly watching the red dust-like particles until he was satisfied with the amount. His eyes focused on the cayenne as it slowly dissolved to become one with the chocolate. An air of relief washed over him like he just jumped through a ring of fire with his clothes still intact. The hardest part of making this drink was finally done. He grabbed a silver teaspoon and let the cayenne pepper mingle with the sweet, sugary flavors. Fluffy clouds of whipped cream spurted from a metal canister and rested peacefully atop the chocolate. To add to the aesthetic, he artfully drizzled chocolate syrup across the mountain of cream letting the streaks of fudge flow like waterfalls. Finally, he stepped back and admired his completed spicy hot chocolate.

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UPDATED Massive Spring Cleanout SALE/TRADE

I have a MASSIVE Sale/Exchange, mainly in credit to my Spring Cleaning Skills.

I also just want people out there in the community to know that I can get so many things that most seem to have a difficult time with <3

I’m here to help! I am also in a great deal of pain financially, so everything is for sale primarily. I will have a small list at the end of my Exchange Posts of the few things I am willing to trade for.

I have never traded on the Exchange, but I have a small online business and sell consignment in my town at 2 stores. I have a PayPal account that is linked to my Etsy for convenience <3

Happy to meet you all, and I hope you find what you are looking for!

Xoxo, Ginger


-Black & White & Clear Glass beads, various sizes/shapes (New, never used) $5

-Pin Blanks (10 count) (New) $2

-Hamsa Charms (10 count) (New) *These have a whole on either side with a circle cut out in the middle so you can thread through them, or have a small stone in the palm! $2

-Buddha Head Charms (10 count) (New) $3

-Crackle Quartz Beads-Various, Tumbled-Green, Yellow, Clear, Blue (New) $3

-Beveled Cast Plastic Silver Bead Spacers-Various (2 packs, 80 count total) (New) $4

-Lead Free Pewter, Antique Silver Finish, Horse Charms (3 count) (New) $6

-Turquoise and Silver Tassel Charm (Faceted Turquoise) (New) $2

-Silver Filigree Charm (New) $1

-White Waxed Cord/String (1 Pack) (New) $4

-Small Metal Canisters with clear lids (11 count) (New) $1/each plus shipping OR $11 for all

-Bead Design Board (New) $5

-Wolf Totem Stone-Green Aventurine, wolf engraving painted black $6

-Snakeskin (Ethically Harvested) $10

-Clear Quartz Point (Medium) (almost on matrix completely) $3

-Raw Sodalite (Small) $2

-Tumbled Sodalite (Medium) $3

-Raw Flourite Chunk $35

-Personalized Home Protective Rune Chains $30

-Scrying Mirrors Mini & Small: $12 / Medium: $24 / Large: $32

-Sugar Scrubs $10 a jar

-Potions $6 a bottle

-Oil Blends (For Diffusers, Oil Burners, & Anointing/Massage, all Blended by me!) $7/bottle

   ^(*Positive Thinking, and Full Moon 1, Full Moon 2 Left*)^

-Spell Bags/Sachets (All kinds of intents! Luck, Prosperity/$$$, Protection, Car/Travel Protection, Job, esc! ) $10 each

-Agate Slices with Antiqued Silver Leaf Edges (5 total, 4 purple & 1 blue, great coasters, altar tiles, décor, esc!) $12 each

-Huge solid Agate chunk Tea Candle Holder (Holds 2 tea candles) $21

-Ceramic Wax Melter (Light Blue Color, comes with 9 Pine Wax Cubes) $15

-Clock Tower Engraved Wooden Tea Box $21

///Wooden Rune Sets: (Small, Medium, and Large wood slices, wood burned)

   –Rune Sets WITH Storage Box. These come in a Pine Box or a Paper Mache Box with handpainted protection staves on them-I usually favor Aegishjalmr or Gennir, but am open to which staves are on them. Boxes can be left blank if desired. Small: $22 / Medium: $25 / Large: $28

   –Rune Sets WITHOUT Storage Box (Comes in see through mesh bag). Small: $12 / Medium: $15 / Large $18</b>


   Fulfillment Sticks, Into the Night Sticks, The Moon Sticks, Handmade in the Monastery Tibetan Healing Incense Sticks, Frankincense Sticks, Myrrh Sticks, Patchouli Sticks, Dragons Blood Sticks and Cones

**.10/stick & .05/cone**


   –Chicken $2

   –Macaw $6

   –Seagull $4

   (Ethically harvested, cleaned)

   –1 Dark Blue, 1 Med. Blue, 1 Light Blue, and 1 Black Artificial Feather free with another/pay shipping

   **Can get Pheasant feathers, Peacock Eyes/Feathers, Ostrich and goose upon request**

///Jewelry: (Mainly Necklaces, I have a problem xD)

   –Chevron Amethyst necklace $16

   –Silver Plated Tip Quartz Point Necklace $13

   –Flourite Point Wire Wrapped Necklace $33

   –Tangerine Quartz Wire Wrapped Necklace $16

   –Unakite and Aventurine Necklace $25

   –Turquoise Necklace $20

   –Om Necklace $10

   –Hummingbird Skull Necklace $10

   –Coral Jasper Necklace $12

   –Aventurine and Swarovski Necklace $25

   –Om Necklace with 7 Chakras $25

   –Crescent Moon Necklace $12

   –Agate Necklace $20

   –Winged Scarab Necklace $12

   –Moonstone Sun Necklace $20

   –Hamsa Necklace $12

   –Fire Agate Wire Wrapped Necklace $25

   –Garnet Necklace $15

   –Quartz Choker Necklace (Adjustable) $15

   –Resin Starfish & Ocean Aesthetic Necklace $10

   –Flower Centerpiece Necklace $10

   –Antique Oil Diffusing Pendant (Wooden, pendant had to be put on another chain, but still vintage) $15

   –Dreamcatcher Earrings with Turquoise and Quartz Crystal $16


   –Dark Red Votive Candles (4 Count) $5

   –Red Votive Candles (5 Count) $6

   –Pink/Red Candles (2 Count) (These are larger than a Votive but not quite a small pillar) $6

   –Light Blue Small Round “Bubble” Candles (9 Count) $10

[^^^All these are handmade^^^]

   –White Votive Candles (4 Count) $5

   –Tea Candles (However many your heart desires) .10/each



-Red Pepper Flakes


-Black Peppercorns

-White Pepper-Ground

-Mediterranean Sea Salt

-Himalayan Pink Salt

-Hawaiian Black Lava Salt

-Tobacco (NOT for smoking use!)

-Clove-Whole and Ground


-Yellow Mustard-Ground

-Brown Mustard Seeds


-Spearmint & Mint



-Star Anise

-Mediterranean Basil & Basil

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-Dragon’s Blood Resin


-Orange Peel-Crushed


-Nutmeg-Whole and Ground

-White Sage-Rubbed/Crushed, also have Bundles/Smudge Sticks

-Sweetgrass Braids*

-Lavender Flowers

-Bay Leaves

-Oak Leaves/Bark

-Acorn Caps

-Walnut Leaves/Bark

-Maple Leaves/Bark

-So many trees, flowers, bushes, esc, omg just ask 8D

**Herbs are $2.50 a bag. Sweetgrass Braids are $12.**

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***Can obtain (Candles)-I can obtain most any candle size, color, scent! I ask that you pay the price and the shipping, and I can apprehend them for you <3 Most are handmade, others are bought outright.

***Can obtain (Stones/Crystals)-I only ask that you pay the price of the crystal/stone, and the shipping. I understand that most do not have the crazy selection available that I do, so I am extending my services to apprehend a stone (or a few!) to add to your collection or to aid in your spellwork (: ~Other than the more common stones (quartz, amethyst, rose quartz, smokey quartz, esc of all types and sizes) and the more common tumbled stones (Jaspers, Garnets, Aventurine, esc, esc) If you can name it, I can probably find it :D I, personally, have received some beautiful specimens of Honey & Orange Calcite-Raw &Tumbled, Green Calcite-Tumbled, Garnet-Tumbled, Snowflake Obsidian, Angelite, Sodalite, Lapis Lazuli, Jet & Onyx, Flourite, Moonstone, Kyanite, Agates (Moss, Banded, esc), Labradorite (Raw & Tumbled), Bloodstone, Fire Agate-Raw with a polished face, primarily, Carnelian-Tumbled, Jaspers (Leopard, Picasso, red/brown, there are even Orbichular Jasper cuts at one shop nearby!), Unakite, Numite, Serpentine, Tiger Eye (Brown, Red-Tumbled), Pyrite, Peacock Ore, Amazonite, Aquamarines, there are Lithium in Aquamarine specimens too! Ruby in Fuschite-Tumbled, Desert Rose, Flourite Palm Stones, Bismuth crystals of all sizes, and so so so much more! Just poke me (:

***Can obtain (Herbs/Spices/Flowers)-I only ask that you pay the price of the  herb/spice/flower, and the shipping. I understand that most do not have the crazy selection available that I do, so I am extending my services to apprehend an herb, flower, or spice (or a few!) to add to your collection or to aid in your spellwork (: I also have a ridiculous plant access as well, so things like Fern, Ivy, esc, grow in way too plenty here! Just ask and I’ll probably be able to find it/obtain it!

***I have unlimited access to the Atlantic Ocean, connected rivers, and the wildlife. We have Seagulls, oysters, mussels, scallops, I have access to Abalone shells, Conch shells, starfish, urchins, misc ocean/river wildlife, ocean and river water/sand, and much more. Just ask!

///Only Trades I Can Accept

-Encyclopedia of Spirits, Judika Illes

-Fox parts-Pelt, Skull, Teeth, claws, Tail

-*Certain* Dragon, Norse related Items

-Small Vulture Culture pieces (Small skulls, teeth, certain pelts, claws, esc.)


-Certain Raw/*Very Certain* Tumbled Stones/Crystals (I love Clusters and crystals on matrix, generators and standing points, Smokey Quartz, Fire stones are a plus, unique formations, Opals, Aquamarine, Topaz, Jet and Onyx, Let me know what you have and I’ll see if anything catches my fancy!)

-Athame or Sword

-Statuary: Deities (Norse, Celtic, Green Man/Cernunnos), Dragon, Suns, Stags, Tree/Treefolk

-Jewelry/Crafting Supplies *Certain things only* Please send me pics of what you have (:


-Crystal spheres/stands, other shaped crystals

-Herb cupboards

-Oriental items

-Tree Aesthetic

-Elvish Aesthetic

///End Notes:

Currency is in USD, some things I will wave shipping, some require shipping only, and of course I will do a Bulk price for more than a few items! <3

Don’t be afraid to send me a poke regardless, though, I’d rather see everything go somewhere desired or needed other than in the garbage or sitting in my trunk /:

If you are interested in an item(s) and would like pictures, please message me, there are too many pictures to even be able to post them here!

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Dreamer: The Waterbender (HamilSquad x Reader)

Characters: Alexander Hamilton, Aaron Burr, John Laurens

Length: 443+ words


A/N: This is gonna be a slow burn fic, but it’ll be worth it! I have a couple of ideas for the next few chapters, but I haven’t written it yet! 

“You’re getting slow!” Alexander snickered as he made his was through the forest to get to the top of the mountain.

“Shut up,” Aaron chided back, rolling his eyes.

They had just crossed the river when something caught their eyes.

“Aaron! Look!” Alexander stopped abruptly, making the other boy crash into him.

“What?” he asked.

He pointed in front of them, a stream of water flowing through air, and into the forest. They both looked at each other, wondering the same thing. They made their way deeper into the forest, the floating stream of water guiding their path. Their postures were guarded, ready for a fight to the death if they have to. What they didn’t expect was another boy around their age to be laying by the trees, the stream of water flowing into his metal canister.

“What the hell?” Alexander couldn’t stop himself from muttering.

The stranger’s eyes snapped in their direction, and the stream of water crashed to the ground.

“A Waterbender,” Aaron whispered.

“What are you doing here?” Alexander asked with edge in his voice.

“I don’t have to answer to you,” the boy spat.

Alexander rolled his eyes. “You’re in our territory. Like it or not you answer to us.”

“Alexander-” Aaron was cut off when his friend raised his hand.

The freckled boy narrowed his eyes just as Alexander raised his arm, burst of flames surged forward towards his opponent, but as quickly as he raised his arm, the boy defended himself, the water from his cannister taking the burnt of the attack.

“Alexander!” Aaron shouted, pulling the boy back by his collar. “We’re not here to fight!” He turned his attention to the other boy. “I’m sorry. My name is Aaron Burr, and this is Alexander Hamilton.”

“John Laurens.”

“Well, John, we were just curious as to why you are in our land.”

He shrugged. “Just sight-seeing.” 

“Well, I suggest you take it somewhere else because the new leader is planning to exterminate all the other benders,” Alexander spat. 

“What?!” John exclaimed. “Fuck. After everything you guys did- Fuck.” He ran his fingers through his hair. “You, Firebenders, have no shame.”

“Excuse me?!” Alexander bellowed, ready to tackle him again when Aaron placed an arm around his shoulder.

“Alexander, please!” Aaron shouted with frustration.

“We are a proud nation!”

“Who thrived off the misery of the other nations!” John retorted.

The Firebenders were speechless. Alexander was ready to argue for his pride of his people, but Aaron put a hand on his arm, stopping him to let John explain.

John scoffed, and rolled his eyes. “Of course they wouldn’t teach this in your classroom.”

“What do you mean?” Aaron asked, tilting his head. “Our nation-”

“Your nation sits on a throne of skeletons,” John seethed.

Indestructible Will [Fic]

[Eyyy, finally got down the other half of Tipping Point! It’s kinda cheesy, but I’m writing for a hypothetical shonen here! There’s probably going to be a third part to this as it ends on a pretty clear cliffhanger but? Lemme know what you guys think!]

“Now, Higashikata, I am capable of being benevolent when it suits me. I, unlike you, am mature.”

As Kira let the words roll coolly off of his tongue, halting his stride, the bevy of mutated creatures behind him had their attention shift to small animals and neighborhood pets to sate what hunger was left among them. Blood spilled further into the streets, pooling at Kira’s feet like a royal carpet rolled out for his magnificence.

“I am highly aware,” the parasite continued, “that death is not the only, or even the best, option.”

Josuke struggled to find a way to counter and was quickly losing hope of finding back-up–his mind turned again and again to the worst case scenario, and he struggled to hide his shaking as Kira’s voice rose.

“Now you, being immature, probably have not taken into account the depth of my gracious offer. So, listen closely.” Kira rose one thin, bony finger and wagged it at Josuke, lips curled into a detestable smirk. “I, Yoshikage Kira, am offering to spare you.”

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Nova vs 19: Friday

Hello everyone, Mr.E here with the newest nova chapter and the start of the new arc which is exciting yay! I hope everyone had an amazing week and has a great weekend. 

So the title? what’s it mean? easy. that whole last arc? was one day, Thursday. yep it all happened in a matter of hours. Friday has come and with it, a chance to play with your exceptions. So i took a chance with this chapter and i promise none of you could’ve seen this coming but I still hope you enjoy it. 

for anyone stumbling upon this, here is the link to the story on ff. 

so have an amazing day, a great weekend and please let me know what you think of this chapter. I took a chance and I want to know if you all want me to keep trying this out.

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ntbogoni  asked:

About those 54 writing prompts, 53 for Sarita and Reyes? *_*

Yes! Another prompt! This also happened before the events of my fic series. Enjoy some Sara x Reyes fluff! 

Reyes snapped to consciousness as Sara rolled from the bed. He kept perfectly still and listened to her pad around his apartment. He kept his eyes closed, and envisioned her every move. He heard the rustle of fabric as she hunted for her clothes, strewn about the room. Her disgruntled huff when something was particularly difficult to locate. In his imagination she opted to wear his shirt, and little else, instead of tracking down what was hers.

Then she walked away on quiet feet, the door to the bathroom hissing open. She hadn’t brought anything with her on this visit, and the thought of her using his toothbrush, tilted over his sink in his shirt, was an extremely pleasant one. She would use his comb, in an effort to tame hair left wild from the night before, and he sincerely hoped she failed. Sara’s appearance was typically tidy in an unaffected and carefree way; She wore little makeup and her hair was cut into a style that purposefully required no maintenance. But, her hair mussed from his hands and her head flung back on the pillows was a look he liked on her.

The door opened, and he remained still. He kept his breaths even and deep, and listened as she stood in the doorway. He wondered what she thought as she stood there, presumably watching him sleep. Was she content, smiling at him with a fondness he didn’t deserve? He hoped so. She’d been a mess when she came to him at Tartarus the previous night. His last report said she was in the Tafeno System, so her arrival in Kadara was unexpected. He would have been surprised if Keema hadn’t forwarded Dalton’s message that the Tempest had requested a berth. No, her presence in his private room wasn’t a surprise, but her demeanor had been. Frantic and needy, practically vibrating with unspoken tension.

And she’d been straightforward, skipping all pretense of coy flirtations and witty banter.

“I want to go to your place,” she said, before he could even stand to greet her.
His brow furrowed; this wasn’t like her. “Is everything all right?”

Her blue eyes shimmered in the red shadows of his room. “Please,” she said. “I just need you, right now.”

He was sure she’d meant it to sound sexy, but it nearly broke his heart. What had happened in Tafeno? He couldn’t demand more answers from her there, it was obvious she felt exposed enough, so he’d stood and walked her back to his apartment.

Movement in the room pulled Reyes from the memory. Her footfalls across the metal floor led to the kitchen, and he heard the distinct sounds of a spoon in the metal canister he kept on the counter, then there was the rush of water. A moment later the warm aroma of coffee brewing filled the flat. She walked back to the bed, and it sank as she sat beside him.

“Reyes,” she said, her voice soft. Her hand found his shoulder and she shook him gently.

“Shh…” he said. He snaked an arm around her waist and tugged her down to lay beside him. “I’m sleeping.”

She laughed in surprise, her minty breath brushing his skin. He analyzed the sound, and found it to be true. Whatever happened in Tafeno, whatever shook the Pathfinder to her core, had been forgotten somewhere in the night. He pressed his lips to her forehead, content that she would be all right, and pleased that she had given him the opportunity to help.

He ran a hand through her hair, his eyes still closed. “You can always come to me, Sarita,” he murmured.

She stilled in his arms, unprepared for this topic. Finally, she nuzzled her nose against his bare chest. “I know, Reyes.” She paused, and he kept his eyes closed, giving her a moment to find the right words. “Thank you,” she said.

He hummed low in his throat, and pulled her closer. He wanted to ask what had happened, but he had to admit that a part of him was afraid to know. And he didn’t want to push her; she would tell him eventually, if and when she decided she was ready. This was enough now, he thought. She was there, whole in his arms.

It was more than enough.


Originally posted by sassyelf-mage


Bucky Barnes X Reader

A/N: This is an introduction to a new series I’m starting, please tell me how y’all like it :)

Words: approx. 1K

Prompt: Everyone has secrets.

Warnings: angst, graphic death, psychological damage, swearing, alcohol


“Hesitance is a vice.” A cold voice echoed, “Focus.”

The gun shook in your hand as you finger stopped on the trigger. The barrel pointed straight towards your brother’s temple, your hand barely stable under the weight of both Alexander Pierce and your brother’s gazes on you.

Shakily, you met your brother’s gaze. His lips moved, “Do it. Please. For me.” He begged, his voice ragged. You shook your head, a soft sob leaving your lips.

A hand came down on your cheek, causing you to flinch and drop the gun. Pierce’s face came into view, his lips pressed together into a thin line.

“Weak.” He snarled, “Useless. A fool.” His heel made contact with the butt of the gun as he kicked it over to your brother. 

“Shoot.” He ordered, not an ounce of remorse in his voice as he gave the order that you had refused to follow mere moments ago.

Without hesitating, your brother picked up the gun, pointing it at you. You offered him a small, reassuring smile despite the pounding of a thousand stallions in your heart.

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[beautiful liars]


There’s a new source of explosives being trafficked in and out of Kerch, and by dumb luck Jesper is the one stuck with the bombmakers salesboy. One a year younger than him with ruddy curls and a grumpy attitude. Business deals are quite an event between these two.

Jesper didn’t like the idea of being Kaz Brekker’s errand boy, but in all truth, that’s what he was. Of course he had other uses–more defining characteristics that proved him important to his gang, The Dregs. Such as being the best sharpshooter in all of Kerch. Being a dark, gorgeous man with a shining personality. Jesper could go on.

It was times like these that he felt…under-used. His talents could be needed elsewhere, in a number of places actually. Saints knows with the Dregs always stirring up trouble, they could use a good Zemeni by their side. Jesper was definitely a man you wanted on your side in a firefight.

Not coddling the accountant who shipped half the bombs in Kerch.

It was a mix of emotions for Jesper. On one hand, he surely had better things to do. Play some cards. Hit on some pretty people. Polish his revolvers. On the other hand though, he found there was something he looked forward to when visiting the man behind the explosives.

Hopelessly shy, small, caring Wylan Hendriks. Innocent puppy, Wylan.

Jesper just couldn’t resist torturing the fellow. His visits were short, his sentences even shorter, and his eye contact level nonexistent. A puppy in a room full of fighting dogs.

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...The Brighter the Stars (Pt 1)

Summary: It is said that true happiness can only be found in the darkest times. For Natsu, trapped in a thousand years worth of perpetual darkness, happiness is a luxury he simple does not need, much less love. Love is a distraction, and would bring him nothing but pain and regret. This he thought, and lived by for a thousand years of solitude. Till he met Lucy… Exorcist AU part 2. Nalu.

AN: *laughs nervously* Hahaha…Jeez, did this fic took a whole lot longer than expected! By the time i realized it -  in-between school, laptop malfunctions, being dragged into Mystic Messenger hell, k-dramas and etc, this got sooooo long, that me and @nanakoblaze​ were like ‘Fuck it. Let’s just split this into two XD ‘ plus this way, we can prolong the pain by one more chapter! Yay! 

You can find the cover art on her page here and the rest of this amazing AU here

Parts : 1 , 2 , 3 (coming soon)

“Oh nononono- GAH!”

A crash, a thud, and a blond blur tumbled off the raised floors and onto the grassy backyard below.


“Lucy, language!”

Snapping her mouth shut immediately, Lucy Heartfilia quickly gathered herself from the grass, hopping back up the raised wooden floors of her house and gingerly placing back the dislodged sliding doors before scrambling for the entrance, feet thudding loudly against the wooden planks as she hissed improvised profanities under her breath.

Skidding to a stop by one of the glass sliding doors of her home, she hastily soothed out her crumpled uniform through the reflection and patted her disheveled hair down. Nodding in approval, she glanced at the clock in the kitchen behind her, and gasped loudly, “Shit!”


Poking her head into the kitchen, Lucy slapped both her hands together in an apologetic gesture, “Sorry Dad!”

“Hurry up, you’re going to be late.“ Said person looked up from his newspaper, and grunted noncommittally, jerking his head in the direction of the table in front of him, “At least have breakf-“

Lucy swept in like a blond blur, snatching the jam slathered toast from the plate and pecking a quick kiss on Jude’s cheek for good measure, before whisking out the kitchen, her cheerful voice hanging in the air after her, “You’re a lifesaver Dad! Thanks!”

Jude poked his head out the kitchen just as she stumbled off the raised platform, “Ah! Lucy, I’ve got an important matter to discuss with you when you come back so-“

“No detours! Got it!” Shoving her shoes into her feet, and tapping them in, she called back to him, waving back at him, “I’m off!”

The man waved back with a sigh, shaking his head. “This girl… hmm?”

Frowning up at the skies, the man murmured, “ “The air is unusually still today, and on this day too…”

Scrutinizing black eyes accessed the calm courtyard before him, zeroing into the cherry blossom trees that lined the main path, then at the looming red tori in the distance, “Am I imagining it?”

Looking around once more, Jude shrugged, and walked back into the house, sliding the doors shut behind him.

Standing on top of a sturdy sakura branch, hidden beneath the blossoming flowers, a lone shadowy figure stood, sharp eyes trained onto the back of the fading blond figure in the distance.

Sharp nails bit into flesh, as the man’s fists clenched, emerald slits brimming with hate and vengeance.

Leaping off the branch, he followed the sickeningly familiar scent of his prey, lurking from shadow to shadow, as he chased the light.

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The Tip Jar- A Scary Encounter Working at a Bikini Coffee Stand at 4:00 AM

By HelloSaroh/reddit

This encounter has been verified by reddit.

I am not willing to share the evidence that earned the “verified” flair with anyone else except the mods for obvious reasons. I am no longer responding to hostile comments or comments about dis-believing my story. If you don’t believe it, I no longer care as the support shown to me has been far greater and shown by intelligent, compassionate individuals.

The Tip Jar

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15th April 2057:
FOUND: rubber, some cords, one tire
Found a kid just sleeping next to a tire. No parents in sight. Looked more underfed than the usual junker kid I see in these parts. His leg was bloody and full of pus. Decided to bring him to the base down in New Bendigo. The doc there patched him up for a few tubes and a bag of destilated water. Said it looked like he got lucky when he stepped on a mine. 
Edit: I decided to bring him back to Old Bendigo tomorrow, maybe look for his parents. I doubt we will find something. Lots of people leave their kids behind for the dingos. It’s less weight to carry.

16th April 2057:
Found nothing and the kid insists on staying. Keeps saying his parents promised to return. I gave in and build a camp for the night. Hope he likes beans.
Edit: He does not.

18th April 2057:
Went back on the road and grapped the kid with me. Next big city is Melbourne. might gonna dumb him there.

22th April 2057:
FOUND: rubber, copper, metal wool, oil canister, screws, a pack of newspapers
The kid has a talent for crawling around in dirt. Tall fella for his age, but moves quick, even with the damaged leg. Found lots of stuff to sell in Melbourne once we get there.

25th April 2057:
Arrived in Melbourne. The little rat made me a fortune. He seems to warm up to me. Finally told me his name: Jamison. Said he wants to go back to his parents. To be honest I can’t really bring myself to tell him they might never come back. I might keep him around for a while.


27th May 2057:
Jamison couldn’t walk for days. The leg started to pus again. Decided to bring him to the doc. Infection. They will remove it. I don’t know if the kid will take the pain.

29th May 2057:
Rummaging through Old Bendigo brought up nothing new. Jamison still needs to get used to his leg missing.
He plays brave little soldier, but I know he’s still crying himself to sleep.


13th June 2057:
He called me Ma today. I never had children, never wanted them. But I feel like he might need this. Kid has potential. I wanna see where this is going.


Natural Feelings By TEN


Going to school in the morning and working at the local Starbucks at night. That’s all you ever did. Until you peak the interest of a weird stranger that frequents your coffee shop late at night.

AU Where you have no idea who Rap monster or who BTS even is. 

Rap Monster x Reader ( a little bit of everything, with eventual smut )

Chapters: 1 / 2 / 3 / 4 / 5 / Final 

A/N: Okay legit this was inspired by a dream that I had and I thought it would make a fun fic. I’m so happy to write this because Namjoon is my ultimate bias and my high-key boyfriend

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* ☆.:。 * talks over tea.


lavender acrylics tapped lightly at the granite countertop, anxious for both louis’s arrival & the kettle’s high-pitched song. the kitchen smelled vaguely of cinnamon — the candle in the windowsill, hailee guessed — and for just a moment, hailee didn’t feel so alone. humming a soft tune to herself, the doe-eyed brunette tried her best to keep herself busy, sorting through cabinets for her painted metal canisters of all the tea bags any connoisseur could imagine. the longer she stood there, doing nothing but waiting, the longer she could feel some sort of nervousness arise, like there was something she should do or something she hadn’t prepared for. this was how it went with hailee and social interaction, though. there was something about it that stressed her, though she could never pinpoint it. in the next moment, the kettle screamed its familiar tune, and hailee hastily pulled it off the burner and subsequently set it onto the warmer. louis didn’t live too far — his california residence was minutes away, at most — and she knew he’d be arriving at any time. smoothing her sundress against her thighs & tucking loose strands of brunette waves behind her eyes, hailee sighed. this is nice, she told herself. this is going to be nice.

london spy danny/q crossover theory

it’s a popular theory/reading in the london spy fandom that the series takes place in the same verse as ian fleming’s 007, and that danny is in fact the person who will become bond’s quartermaster after studying alex’s research and being trained by claire at ucl.

but what if it’s the other way around?

what if the young q started flying too close to the sun, going rogue, going off-mission? what if he got caught taking risks with assignments too many times, so that the only left thing for m to do was to subject him to a fate similar to silva’s? but instead of turning q in, or killing him outright, his memory was partially erased, false memories of childhood, partying, and meeting scottie were implanted (his being kept alive probably the result of a compromise negotiated by bond, who felt to blame for q’s misbehaviour), and he was moved to another neighbourhood of the city so mi6 could keep track of him.

danny, the new q, feels his mind works too much. he is constantly running from his thoughts, like they’re bursting his brain. he tries to write them down but they come too fast, too inarticulate, every idea is eventually abandoned. he has the niggling feeling he used to know so much more, that he’s missing out on something big. he numbs it with drugs and clubs. the closest he comes to peace is social analysis, the gay scene of london becomes his stomping ground. he takes almost spiritual satisfaction from learning what makes every man tick, like breaking a code.

every person in danny’s life has only been there for a short period. when his parents visit under the guise of his father dying, their relationship seem cold and jaunty, like they are actors — because they are.

danny is abnormally intuitive, forward-thinking, and brave. he can lie under pressure, smoothly escape pursuers, and is able to withstand intense physical pain (sexual abuse, being stabbed with needles, swallowing metal canisters): all signs of secret services training. while seeming to lack the education, his emotional intelligence allows him to capably joust with people in social standings much superior to his own (frances, scottie, the interrogators), implying he has a unorthodoxly large capacity for verbal and visual information. he cracks the code for alex’s canister (the sequence of him recalling significant sequences of numbers before cracking it functioning as a window into the mind of his old self). he is able to recreate the business card of the escort service perfectly, weeks after seeing it, when he saw it for only a second or two.

what if scottie was never excommunicated from mi6, but was employed as a handler to keep an eye on q and make sure he settled comfortably into a life of mediocrity, with no contacts connected to his previous life? why did the relationship between danny and alex, a new mi6 code genius, go so blissfully smoothly for 8 months, only for alex to disappear days after meeting scottie for the first time? scottie could have been a veteran of q branch who knew alex as the shiny new prodigy of his department. scottie could have been killed by his employers for taking pity on danny after alex’s death and leaving him breadcrumbs to follow to figure out the truth, whilst they couldn’t kill danny himself because only he knew the whereabouts of alex’s canister (and, potentially, because of a promise m made to bond not to kill him).

while shaw was also probably affiliated with q branch, and knows what happened to danny, he loved alex like a son and cannot stop himself from blaming danny for his death, so would have never got close enough to him to tell him the truth. the only one who would have been prepared to do so was claire, and that was what she was implying when she told danny she would be waiting for him at ucl, when he was ready.

what if, when the true magnitude of alex’s research needs to be understood in the wake of his death, danny is the only one with the combined mental capacity and personal intuition to comprehend it? what if this ends with him being brought back to mi6 and being told the truth, perhaps even restoring the memories of his training?

as q returns to mi6 for the first time in years, he returns as a completely different man, who has experienced completely different atrocities, but with the vague but unshakeable sense that he has seen these faces, these walls, before, as if in a dream.

New Years Eve with Alaric

Original Imagine:  Imagine spending New Years Eve with Alaric, you share drinks and he kisses you at midnight and Imagine being naked in bed with Alaric when it’s cold at night and you want his body heat.

Author:  Jill

Reader Gender:  Female

Word Count:  2,325

Content Warning:  Sex

 I couldn’t wait for the party tonight! Elena said her boyfriend Damon wouldn’t mind if she threw a party at his house, and from what I saw in the pictures, that house was definitely big enough for an awesome New Years Party. All of us were going to drive to Elena’s hometown, Mystic Falls, for the night. Even though it was a close drive from Whitmore, she invited us all to just sleep over, which always makes things easier. Not having to worry about finding a sober driver means we could all just let loose and have a good time.

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The trial of serial killer Richard Ramirez was marked by disturbances, from his indecision over who to represent him, to the murder of a juror. One of the main causes for disruption during his trial for the murder of Peter Pan were the groupies that he had amassed as a result of his notoriety and good looks. This disruption was so intense that as a result the court made a decision to move Ramirez from the jailhouse, where he was being housed during the trial, to San Quention prison - where the security was higher and the groupies would no longer be able to cause a disruption. 

During his intake to the prison it was required that Ramirez be thoroughly searched, and during this search it was discovered that he had been concealing a metal canister in his rectum which contained a key, a needle and a syringe.