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She Do This Often

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Words: 1,900 (I have a problem, haha)

Request: Bucky just doesn’t like the songs of the 21st century. (part 2 here)

Warnings: It’s based off The Weeknd - Often, so language, obviously! 

A/N: Hello babes! the first request is here, this one was requested by the lovely @suchabigmesss, hope you enjoy, hun! Also, definitely listen to The Weeknd - Often while reading this one, I promise it makes it better. Hope you enjoy! lots of love to you all!  

There were many things that baffled Bucky about the 21st century: the rude behavior people had adapted to, the selfishness, the way men spoke to women, how women were spoken about and especially the nonexistent filter regarding physical intimacy, especially when it came to the songs in this century. 

The concept of dirty talk wasn’t a new one for Bucky, really, it wasn’t. But what was said and done in the privacy of the bedroom was one thing, saying the words out loud, for the whole world to hear, was a whole other thing.

Bucky grimaced at the song playing on the television and turned it off. Lying back down on his bed he let out a deep sigh. All the Avengers were out on a mission which Bucky had decided to skip. He hadn’t been feeling completely healed after the injury he sustained on the last mission and no one had obliged to the fact that he didn’t want to go. He had quickly regretted not tagging along anyway as boredom overtook him.

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anonymous asked:

do you think lorelai hyphenated her last name after marrying luke? or just kept the gilmore? or completely changed it to danes?

We can rule out one thing for sure, Lorelai Gilmore would never give up the Gilmore. She had been a Gilmore for years, well decades. She can’t stop being a Gilmore now. And Luke would not push her to do so. He understands that “Once a Gilmore, always a Gilmore”.

That rules out a Lorelai Danes, even though that sounds so good.

About hyphenating: Lorelai would total bash hyphenating at first, saying things like it’s a hassle how long her name would turn out and how ugly it looked. And Luke would not push her again because Luke just wants Lorelai to be happy. Whatever she wants, he will be fine with it because, in the long run, this means Lorelai will be his wife. It’s a total win for him.

However, deep down Luke is a traditional one. We experience that it in Fall, when he does not want to see Lorelai before the wedding, so he probably would prefer it if Lorelai would take his name, but he would never once say this out loud. If Lorelai does not pick up on this, she will not make a change.

So, if Lorelai notices the little signs and she will reconsider her opinion about hyphenating. She will tell him she changed her mind about it and will add the Danes to the Gilmore, making herself Lorelai Gilmore-Danes, which makes Luke even happier. There will be the danger of him exploding because he can’t handle all the happiness within his body.

Lorelai will be content with her decision too because she is fully committed to Luke and she wants all of the world to know. The full package with the wedding, the rings, and the hyphenated last name. She was not ready for such commitment when she married Christopher, staying a Gilmore, but, in the end, he was just not the right man, who she would change her last name for.

Over time, Lorelai would grow very content with her choice, liking the sound of her hyphenated last name, even though she was initially against it. She will grow to like the look of it as well and can’t imagine her name any other way. It’s her proof of love for Luke, who appreciates every bit of it, all of the six extra characters.

All in all, we can see it heading in two directions: Either a Lorelai Gilmore-Danes, which Tina is convinced by. Check her username @mrsgilmoredanes. Whereas in my opinion, she will stay Lorelai Gilmore. A name doesn’t make you feel more or less married. Plus, even if Lorelai hyphenates her last name, I think, business-wise she will stick to Gilmore because it’s shorter and more efficient when signing papers.

Maybe, sometime in the future, Lorelai will wake up with the sudden urge to change her name because it slipped from one of Luke’s rants that he would prefer it if she took his name. And that scenario would end it in a very cute surprise for Luke when Lorelai would one day show him her new driver’s license, stating Lorelai Gilmore-Danes.

So, in the end, Lorelai Gilmore-Danes is the most likely outcome.



This video clip was captured by webcam at Mexico’s Colima Volcano on Friday, February 3. The volcano sent a column of ash about 4 kilometers into the air after a strong explosion; early in this clip you can see that the shock wave from the blast kicked up loose ash from much of the cone as it traveled down it.

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Wyrm Tamer: 2

Author’s Note: im so sorry if you read chapter 1 and find that the style here is totally different. im aware! i wrote chapter 1 when i thought it would just be a mini-series (or a one shot) but now this story has grown totally out of control (why am i like this). ive tried to fill in back story where i an and more will filter through upcoming chapters! thank you for reading!
Pairing: Jongdae x Reader (oc; female)
Genre: fantasy!au; drama; suspense; action; romance
Rating: R
Warnings: graphic depictions of blood
Word Count: 5,708

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The journey to Darinthall proper takes hours, the castle and city itself perched high above its villages and tucked into the mountainous terrain of Fulgur Montis. Not long after your conversation died, Baekhyun shut his eyes and rested his head against the plush fabric of the seat. It is unlikely he is truly asleep, the terrain unfavorable for full body relaxation and, often, light grunts of displeasure emerge from his chest as his head is jostled, but you rather assume he simply does not want to engage with you. Not anymore.

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Atomic bombings of Hiroshima and Nagasaki in Japanese

Originally posted by mirkokosmos

日本 [にほん、にっぽん] - Japan
広島 [ひろしま] - Hiroshima
リトルボーイ - Little Boy
長崎 [ながさき] - Nagasaki
ファットマン - Fat Man
アメリカ合衆国 [アメリカがっしゅうこく] - United States of America
第二次世界大戦 [だいにじせかいたいせん] - Second World War
戦争 [せんそう] - war
核兵器 [かくへいき] - nuclear weapon
原子爆弾 [げんしばくだん] - atomic bomb
爆弾 [ばくだん] - bomb
爆撃機 [ばくげきき] - bomber (aircraft)
投下する [とうかする] - to drop
爆発する [ばくはつする] - to explode
キノコ雲 [キノコぐも] - mushroom cloud
黒い雨 [くろいあめ] - black rain
閃光 [せんこう] - flash
熱 [ねつ] - heat
爆風 [ばくふう] - bomb blast, shock wave
放射性 [ほうしゃせい] - radioactive
放射 [ほうしゃ] - radiation
急性放射線症候群 [きゅうせいほうしゃせんしょうこうぐん] - acute radiation syndrome
火災 [かさい] - fire, conflagration
火災旋風 [かさいせんぷう] - firestorm
火傷 [やけど] - burn
殺す [ころす] - to kill
死ぬ [しぬ] - to die
痛み [いたみ] - pain
苦しみ [くるしみ] - suffering
破壊する [はかいする] - to destroy
被爆者 [ひばくしゃ] - victim of atomic bombing
降伏する [こうふくする] - to surrender
黙る [だまる] - to keep silent
隠す [かくす] - to conceal, to hide
検閲する [けんえつする] - to censor
不正な  [ふせいな] - wrong
不必要な  [ふひつような] - unnecessary
正当化できない [せいとうかできない] - unjustifiable
酷い [ひどい] - horrible, terrible

Stupid Genetic Mutation

Prompt Request: ‘Can you do a Peter Parker x reader where the reader is Tony Stark’s daughter and she has powers or whatever, and they team up with Michelle and cool stuff. With fluff.’ Requested by @iamaquackson

Peter Parker x Stark! Reader

Summary: While on a class trip, a masked figure attacks, leaving Spider-man and Michelle to swoop in and save the day; with a little help from daddy. (Stark) Reader is thrown into the mix when she follows the two outside in an attempt to offer help, forgetting that she’s far more fragile than she thinks. This is the first Reader is seeing of Michelle’s abilities. Reader’s feelings for Peter cause her to make some rash decisions. Peter’s feelings for reader get him in trouble with feisty Stark girl. Fluff included.

Peter and friends are now late into senior year.

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The menacing figure in the exoskeleton suit released another chilling cackle, hovering far above the smoking debris that lined the street. He had come out of nowhere, swooping in, crouched low on a high-tech hover board, a trail of exhaust in its wake, to drop a series of explosives in front of the New York Hall of Science. The line of buses just outside the entrance now lay in disarray and various stages of destruction; one had even managed an impressive aerial display, turning completely end over end several times before crashing down on the steps leading into the Science Hall. Said buses had been emptied of Midtown Highs students only moments before; the drivers hadn’t been so lucky.

Inside of the hall, the touring group of Midtown students crouched low, taking cover where ever they could in response to the attack; panic in their eyes, distress in the voices that filled the air. A few students and chaperones had been loitering around the entrance, the shock of the blast shattering the glass of the windows and doors, littering the atrium with glittering shards, leaving the unfortunate few with glistening wounds on their exposed skin.

Three students had  managed to make their way into the bulk of the exhibits, finding their way through to the rear entrance of the building and escaping out onto the street.

Three students who now huddled behind a couple of dumpsters, one of which was now furiously ripping clothing from his body to get at the red and blue suit underneath.

“Michelle, please take her back inside, Mr. Stark will kill me if something happens to her,” half of his words coming out slightly muffled as he worked to pull his mask over his face. To say you were a little miffed with Peter for talking about you like you weren’t standing right in front of him was an understatement, even with the current state of events.

“Why don’t you take her back inside, boy wonder,” Michelle spat back quickly, sounding irritated for an entirely different reason.

Peter threw both hands in the air at her, “Michelle, please, enough with the macho thing.”

“Hey, you make it easy for me,” she retorted, swinging her bag from her shoulder, flipping it open and rummaging through its contents.

Peter’s shoulders slumped and he threw his head back dramatically, “Why did I agree to this again?”

“Because you need my help and I’m smarter than you are.” She continued to rummage; Peter growing more antsy: he began to bounce back and forth on both feet.

“You are not smarter.” He looked at you then to back him up, looking away again quickly upon noticing the scowl on your face, the hands on your hips ready for his next comment on your ability to make decisions for yourself. He turned back to Michelle instead.

“You’re going to have to pick up the pace a bit,” he was practically vibrating with urgency and nerves, “buses burning, not sure if people are on them, crazy guy flying around in the sky in a creepy mask, can’t wait, you know, emergency.”

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AU where Lance voluntarily joins Lotor and after a bit realizes how wrong it is, but before he can escape Lotor uses mind control and makes Lance fight against his friends.


Here’s a short fic about that


Lance didn’t think this would happen. He assumed Lotor would leave his friends alone. He seemed nice enough.

But he was hurting his friends


Lotor whirls around and dosen’t even have the tact to look shameful as Lance switches between glaring at him and the screen.

Depicted on the screen are his friends in a tense battle and he immediately noticed where he would usually be. His spot was empty, and Pidge and Keith were working on filling out his area.

“Your fighting my friends! I thought-you said you were gonna leave them alone if I came with you”.

Lotor smirked. “Well I lied”.

He snaps his fingers and two guards come and grab Lance by the arms, holding him down.

“Hey! Let me go!”.

Lotor tsks at him. “No can do. Your a good asset and I intend to use you for all your worth”.

He nods at one of the guards and they clamp something around Lance’s neck, immediately making him feel dizzy.

“You can release. I doubt he’ll be doing much resistance now”.

They release him and Lance and collapses to the floor.

“Get up”.

Lance shakily raises to feet, leaning heavily on the wall. “W-wha…. what happened?”.

Lotor slips on a sickly sweet smile.

“You fell and hit your head. But you should be okay”. Lance looks around strangely but dosen’t appear to question his surroundings.

“What was I doing?”. He questions.

“You were helping me take out this fleet of enemies, remember?”. Lance nods blankly. “Uh, I think”.

He stared at the screen, eyes squinted in concentration. “Flying lions. I’ve never seen anything like it”.

“Well, we managed to capture one. I figured that with your excellent piloting skill you could fly it and fight against them”.

The comment makes Lance smile. ‘It’s been so long since someone positively acknowledged something he did.

“I’m sure I can figure it out”.


“Guys look!”. Keith shouts over the intercom and the others take a break from the fighting as the see the ble lion flying out of Lotor’s ship.

“Lance got out! Thank god. We were getting our asses kicked”.

“Pidge language”. Shiro reprimanded though their was a happy edge to his voice.

“Lance! Dude, we really-”. That’s all Hunk gets to say before his lion is shot with an ice blast.

A shocked gasp and some shouts come from the rest of the group as Hunk struggles to re-balance his lion.

“Lance what the hell!”. Keith shouts and Shiro dosen’t waste any breath chiding his language.

“Guys I’m rigging up a video feed”. Pidge says and a few moments later a screen pops up in each of their Lions and Keith sucks in a silent breath.

Bright yellow eyes stare back at him.

“Guys… thats not Lance”.

Because you’re as bad as us

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warnings: casual murder

notes: rainbow 6 au, I enjoy their weird singing as they play so this song is sorta in there.

“I’ve got eyes on the hostage.”

Ohm’s voice was so quiet it was barely even a whisper, yet it was easily picked up by his mic and transmitted directly to his two teammates.

“They’re directly below you right now Cartoonz.” He said, eyes flicking between where the hostage was tied up near the blocked off windows and the glowing marker his goggles showed Cartoonz as on the floor above.

“Any sign of the last guy?”  Was Cartoonz almost immediate reply, his voice also quiet over the radio.

“No, all clear over here.” Delirious replied from his section of the building. If Ohm slightly turned his head, he would be able see Delirious marker slowly moving as he cautiously made his way back towards them.

Careful not to disturb any of the debris on the ground he shifted his position from where he was laying on the ground to get a better view of the room from the thin gap at the bottom of the barricade that had been hastily erected in the doorway. He winced but made no sound as the movement pulled at the fresh wound against his side just below his vest where a bullet from one of the other enemy operatives had grazed him. Eyes scanning the room down the sights of his weapon he was about to also give a negative when he caught a small bit of movement out of the corner of his eye.

Training the barrel of his gun on the movement he tried to get a better angle, but they had managed to position themselves so that all he could see is one foot poking out of their cover. With a frustrated but quiet sigh, he pushed a button and sent a ping of where he was looking at to his teammates.

“I see a boot- with fur.” He said slightly disdainfully. The people they had been sent in against this time weren’t actual military, and they were rather badly equipped. Though that didn’t mean that they weren’t a threat, as the wound on his side could attest to.

“Boots with the fur?” Delirious echoed back after a long moment, sounding amused. “And the whole teams looking at her.”

Ohm rolled his eyes but didn’t reply, watching to make sure the operative didn’t move as Cartoonz marker moved directly above them. He started a count down in his head.

A small smile crossed his face when the section of roof above them blew up exactly when he reached zero.

While the person below him was still shocked from the blast Cartoonz dropped down and lit them up with a spray of bullets, taking them down swiftly.

“She hit the floor!” Cartoonz shouted, letting out a loud whoop as he tore down the barricade keeping Ohm out of the room. Pulling Ohm to his feet the pair walked back over to terrified hostage, not bothering to cut them free and risk them running Cartoonz just lifted them onto his shoulder.

“Next thing you know! Shorty got blown blown blown blown!” Delirious voice sang out as he finally appeared and started dancing in the doorway, looking incredibly ridiculous with his sledgehammer and gasmask. He couldn’t keep it up for long though before he broke down laughing hysterically, Cartoonz easily joining in on the laughter.

“Oh my god, why do I work with you guys?” Ohm said sounding exasperated, but barely managed more than a moment longer before cracking up himself.

Bright Lights

Pairing: Fred x Reader

A/N: The request ends is basically a spoiler to how the Imagine will end, fair warning!

Request: Can you do an imagine where, after the reader finds out Fred dies, has her moment to deal with it she goes on this rampage with George and once everything is over they return to his body and he is alive? It’s all super fluffy.

Squicks: Fred dies… Or does he?! I got a little bit sad while writing this I will admit, I refuse to accept Fred’s death in my Imagines!

The deafening sounds of loud booms, screams and crashes are the only things you can hear in the castle. You were sprinting through the halls trying to find someone to team up with, since you didn’t want to be alone against Voldemort’s Death Eaters. What would be preferable would be being with Fred and George, your two closest friends, but they were nowhere to be found. You got separated when a giant pillar came crashing down, narrowly missing you and the twins. Since then you hadn’t seen them at all, and were beginning to get more and more fearful without them.

You ran around the huge castle that was slowly crumbling down around you, being sure to step in and help any student who was battling it out with a Death Eater.

“Sectumsempra!” you shouted as red sparks shot out of your wand, hitting the Augustus Rockwood, a Death Eater fighting a young Ravenclaw boy, and causing him to fall to the ground with a disturbing amount of blood appearing.

The boy thanked you repeatedly before you set off again in search of Fred and George — or anyone, really.

You ran around the corner, looking around frantically when a bright blue light grabbed your attention,

You look ahead to see Fred being thrown back across the room, when George begins to scream.

You can’t take your eyes away from Fred’s boy lying on the ground, motionless. It was as if all the deafening noises that were happening all around you were now all muffled and virtually silent. All of your attention, focus and worry was on Fred.

You felt helpless, standing there frozen; until another bright blue spark flashed.

Your head quickly snaps over to where George was now, also lying on the ground, however he was getting up, meaning he dodged the Expulso blast.

You were suddenly filled with anger and bloodlust, as you charged down the hallway, your wand held in front of you.

“Confringo!” you shout, as the orange flash beamed from your wand. There was a loud explosion, causing more rubble to fall from the ceiling, but more importantly, the Death Eater was no more.

“Y/n…” George said quietly, covered in cuts and dried blood.

You look at him, but without saying a word, the two of you immediately sprint towards where Fred was still lying.

“No…” you hear George’s voice crack, as he falls to his knees beside his brother, breaking down into a fit of tears.

Obviously, you were heartbroken. Fred was lying motionless and covered in blood, with no signs of life whatsoever. You couldn’t show how you were feeling, because this was George’s twin brother, you didn’t have the same connection as he did. Fred was your best friend… Maybe even more to you.

You placed a hand on George’s back as he sobbed loudly, while you remained silent letting the tears roll down your cheeks, the severity of the situation slowly becoming more real to you.

“Y/N, GEORGE, MOVE!” Mr. Weasley shouted as more sparks of brightly coloured light flashed all around you. Four or five Death Eaters had found you, and if it hadn’t been for Mr. Weasley, you’d be suffering the same fate as Fred.

You and George jump up immediately, brandishing your wands in front of you, shouting any curse that would come to mind, your vision blurred from the constant flow of tears streaming down your face.





The three of you successfully knocked out the Death Eaters in front of you, with no serious injuries to any of you.

“Y/N!” George shouted, and as you turned around, Bellatrix Lestrage was standing no more than ten meters away, a curse already flying towards you in a matter of brightly lit sparks.

“Protego!” Fred shouted, leaping in front of you just in time to block the curse.

Mrs. Weasley quickly cast the Avada Kedavra curse at Bellatrix before any more spells could come from her want, resulting in her falling straight to the ground, eyes wide and empty of life.

FRED!” you scream with a sense of overwhelming delight, as he falls onto you. George runs over too and engulfs his brother in an impossibly tight hug, before Mr. Weasley demands that everyone give him room, however Fred held onto your hand.

“Oh my god, you’re alright,” you say breathlessly as you sit on the ground with Fred, his face smiling slightly through the pain.

After about an hour of everyone crying with relief and assessing the damage done to Fred (nothing more serious than a broken leg and deep cuts), you and George were free to hug the hell out of him.

After Fred let the two of you fuss over him and continuously thank Merlin that he wasn’t dead, he finally spoke to you,

“Y/n…” Fred says with great difficulty, the shock of the blast still having winded him, “I don’t… want to lose.. you… again” he wheezes, taking hold of your hand again.

“We thought you were dead for the past half hour and the first thing you do is tell Y/n you fancy her, honestly I—“

“Shut up George!” you interrupt loudly swatting in his direction, “let him profess his undying love for me!”

Fred laughs, and then immediately regrets it when the pain shoots through his body, causing a series of groans and swear words.

“Look what you’ve done George…” you say quietly, giving George a teasing smile.

“Y/n I do… Love you…” Fred says quietly.

“You look down at him, your brow slightly furrowed, “you what?”

Fred tries to repeat himself, but he ends up coughing violently instead, followed by more swearing and coughing,

“Don’t make me repeat it,” he says almost inaudibly fast, “Just accept… it… and maybe.. kiss me… it’s up… to you…”

For the second time, you were practically frozen, not knowing how to react.

“This is exactly what you wanted, just kiss him for God’s sake we all know you want—“

“yES thank you George,” you say loudly with a smile of mock-annoyance,

“Fine, I’ll.. do it… Christ…” Fred says as he slowly lifts himself onto one shoulder, his other hand shakily rests on the back of your head as he pulls you down towards him, and kisses you.

“Oh, yep, I’m going to.. I’m going to go over here now,” George mumbles as he goes over to stand with his Mum and Dad.

You two finally pull away, a smile on both of your faces,

“I don’t want to lose you again either, Freddie,” you say, tears rolling down your face from what has been quite possibly the most intense amount of emotions anyone could ever have in the space of no more than two hours.

A/N: aw :) also, I’m really overwhelmed by the amount of notes some of my Imagines have gotten of late, my first ever Imagine from back in 2015 received OVER A THOUSAND NOTES?!?!?!? I am in utter shock honestly, thank you all so very much!


The Avengers are having trouble with the Robo-Avengers. Their quinjet got shot down, Justice and Firestar got stung by Robo-Bees, Iron Man had been hit by Robo-Cap’s Shield while the rest of them had been zapped by the robots. 

- Avengers Annual v3 #1999 #

What Once was Lost was Found - 100/200 Follower Surprise

ITS FINALLY DONE! I’m really happy about how this turned out ♡ I hope everyone likes it!
Ghost Guardian AU!!

Warnings: Mentions of death, torture, mental breakdowns, insanity, etc! ANGST!!! Boardline NSFW

Tag list: @themissimmortal @itshaejinju @blindbae @xnoctits @disneygirl2202 @newrecipehhhh @mp938368 @sonsoflucis @blondechocobobutt @mistress-light @nifwrites @wolfgoddess77 @writingforfinalfantasyxv @expectogladiolus @eternallydaydreaming2015

Word Count: 12,262 words

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wonderwafles  asked:

Mara Sov, 8!


25 prompts meme

8. Welcome home

Deep in the Reef, nestled among the the pipes and the corridors and the chambers, is a domed garden filled with five-pointed flowers.

His name is Uldren and hers is Mara, and they are nothing but children. Their mother is a Corsair, their father—uncommonly accomplished for his sex—an architect. Neither has much time for the minding of their offspring, and so Mara and Uldren play in the garden alone together.

Uldren is the older, twelve years to her ten, and he would burn worlds for her, crush stars for her. But that is not needful. He hides while she counts, and when she finds him, he laughs and bows his head, and she kisses his forehead.

He is fourteen and she is twelve and the Queen is dead. The Queen is dead, and the Techeun Witches come to their family’s door, say they have felt songs through the void and Mara is fit to face the trials. To become truly Awoken, and perhaps their queen.

Nine out of ten who face that trial die. Uldren screams at them in fury, and lies twitching on the ground after the shock-blast, and watches them lead Mara away.

I think the stars are singing, Brother, she said to him once, and he remembers that as he hopes, hopes, believes she will survive the trials.

Mara Sov is Queen of the Awoken. Any family she had in her life before is forgotten.

For one Corsair and one architect, that is enough.

For Uldren, it is not.

No male has ever joined the Royal Awoken Guard. Few have ever joined the Royal Army. Uldren grimly sets himself to the first of many impossible tasks. He sweats and gasps and bleeds his way through training, and when half his fellow recruits have been eliminated, he stands tall to enter the Royal Army.

Queen Mara stands above them, briefly, as she listens to their oaths of loyalty.

Next is the Royal Awoken Guard, he tells himself. Next is the chance to prove himself worthy to protect her.

But first: Mars.

First, they fight the Fallen, and when Uldren is shot down, he barely pulls himself out of the wreckage alive. He means to walk straight to the rendezvous, but there’s a song on the wind of Mars, a subaudible vibration that raises the hairs on the back of his neck, the same way as when Mara stared at the stars and hummed.

He follows it: that song of the stars, that prickle in his skin, that aching, sinking shadow.

That’s how he finds the Black Garden.

He follows the song, and he finds the Garden, and that is what brings him back to her.

“It has served us well,” says Queen Mara, staring down at him from her throne, after listening to his story. “Let it be Awoken.”

So the Techeun Witches take him to their secret places. They bring him to the edge of death, but he does not die. He sees the vision of the lady, and she smiles as she says to him, We are a beautiful creation, and we must keep ourselves very safe.

It’s a fool’s speech. Uldren has always meant to keep Mara safe. No other secret has ever mattered.

But the vision lifts her lashes, widens her eyes, reveals galaxies and chasms and starlight to him.

(Starlight becomes his mother, and his father is the hungry, loyal dark.)

When the Techeuns bring him back to the Queen, his soul doubled and yet still faithful, he bows to her.

Mara says, “He has served us well,” and he thrills at the pronoun reserved for the truly Awoken.

Then she leans down, and presses her lips to his forehead. “Welcome home,” she says, “brother.”

His name is Uldren and hers is Mara, and he would burn worlds for her, crush stars for her. But sometimes all that is needful is for him to walk in a certain garden with his queen, and lay a crown of five-pointed flowers on her head.

Atomic bombings of Hiroshima and Nagasaki in Russian

Originally posted by tankdestruction

Original vocabulary list by @blackteaandlanguages (here)

Япония - Japan
Хиросима - Hiroshima
Малыш - Little Boy
Нагасаки - Nagasaki
Толстяк - Fat Man
Соединённые Штаты Америки - United States of America
Вторая Мировая война - Second World War
война - war
ядерное оружие - nuclear weapon 
атомная бомба - atomic bomb
бомба - bomb 
бомбардировщик - bomber (aircraft) 
сбрасывать - to drop
взрываться - to explode 
грибовидное облако - mushroom cloud
чёрный дождь - black rain
вспышка - flash
жара, жар - heat
(тепловая волна - heat wave)
взрыв, ударная волна - bomb blast, shock wave 
радиоактивный - radioactive
радиация - radiation
острая лучевая болезнь - acute radiation syndrome 
огонь/пожар, пожарище - fire, conflagration
огненный смерч - firestorm
ожог - burn 
убивать - to kill
умирать - to die
боль - pain
страдание - suffering 
уничтожать - to destroy
жертва атомных бомбардировок - victim of atomic bombing
сдаваться - to surrender 
молчать - to keep silent 
скрывать, прятать - to conceal, to hide 
подвергать цензуре - to censor 
неправильный - wrong
ненужный - unnecessary
неоправданный, не имеющий оправдания - unjustifiable
ужасный - horrible, terrible 

Bad Habit

Part 5

(Pietro Maximoff x Reader) (M)

You got yourself a (real) bad habit for him.

Words: 1434 Warnings: Swearing, mentions of blood

Can you save Bucky?

An: I know I’m shit at updating, sorry this took so long been having serious writer’s block and been super busy with work and the little boy. Also had to edit this on mobile so apologies if it’s messed up! Split the chapters up a bit aswell as I realised each one was 3000+ words! Hope it’s ok, if anyone’s still reading! 😜 x

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For a moment the world seems to be in slow motion, Bucky’s eyes meet yours just before he tumbles over the edge and your scream rips through your body all the pain you were feeling forgotten as you run to the edge of the window. Steve was beside you in an instant bracing himself to jump after his friend.

“What have I done?” Wanda sobs behind you, crumpled on the floor rocking back and forth. You put your arm out to stop Steve from jumping, a knowing glance passing between you both.

“Steve, I can save him.”

Steve closes his eyes, contemplating what to do. Your power was dangerous and unpredictable, much like Wanda’s, it was a huge risk. Letting out a breath he opens his eyes and nods.

“Do it.″

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Atomic bombings of Hiroshima and Nagasaki in Spanish

Originally posted by mirkokosmos

This vocabulary list was originally translated from Japanese to English by @blackteaandlanguages here (x). Please, go check it out! She is the sweetest <3

Japón - Japan 
Hiroshima - Hiroshima
Niñito, Niño Pequeño - Little Boy 
Nagasaki - Nagasaki
Hombre Gordo - Fat Man 
Estados Unidos de América - United States of America
Segunda Guerra Mundial - Second World War
Guerra - war
Arma nuclear - nuclear weapon
Bomba atómica - atomic bomb
Bomba - bomb
Aeronave - bomber (aircraft)
Caer, soltar - to drop
Explotar - to explode
Nube de hongo, hongo nuclear - mushroom cloud
Lluvia negra - black rain
Destello, fogonazo - flash
Calor, temperatura - heat
Onda expansiva - bomb blast, shock wave
Radiactivo - radioactive
Radiación - radiation
Síndrome de radiación aguda - acute radiation syndrome
Fuego, incendio - fire, conflagration
Tormenta de fuego - firestorm
Quemadura - burn
Matar - to kill
Morir - to die
Dolor - pain
Sufrimiento - suffering
Destruir - to destroy
Víctima de bombardeo atómico - victim of atomic bombing
Rendirse - to surrender
Guardar silencio, quedarse callado - to keep silent
Ocultar, encubrir - to conceal, to hide
Censurar - to censor
Incorrecto - wrong
Innecesario - unnecessary
Injustificable - unjustifiable
Horrible, terrible - horrible, terrible

Atomic bombings vocabulary in Hungarian

Based on this list by @blackteaandlanguages

Japán - Japan
Hirosima - Hiroshima
Little Boy (“kisfiú”) - Little Boy
Nagaszaki - Nagasaki
Fat Man (“kövér ember”) - Fat Man
Amerikai Egyesült Államok - United States of America
második világháború - Second World War
háború - war
nukleáris fegyver - nuclear weapon
atombomba - atomic bomb
bomba - bomb
bombázó (repülőgép) - bomber (aircraft)
dobni* - to drop
felrobbanni - to explode
gombafelhő - mushroom cloud
fekete eső - black rain
villanás - flash
hő(ség)* - heat
robbanás, lökéshullám - bomb blast, shock wave
radioaktív - radioactive
sugárzás - radiation
sugárbetegség - acute radiation syndrome
tűz - fire, conflagration
tűzvész - firestorm
(el)égni - burn
megölni - to kill
meghalni - to die
fájdalom - pain
szenvedés - suffering
elpusztítani, lerombolni - to destroy
atomtámadás áldozata - victim of atomic bombing
megadni magát - to surrender
hallgatni (valamiről) - to keep silent
elrejteni, elrejtőzni* - to conceal, to hide
cenzúrázni - to censor
hibás, rossz* - wrong
szükségtelen - unnecessary
semmivel sem magyarázható - unjustifiable
borzasztó, szörnyű - horrible, terrible


- dobni actually means “to throw”, “to drop” would be ejteni, but it’s not used in this context, because it would imply that it was an accident. (It could be used in a sentence like “Wait, I’ve dropped my keys.”)

- hő is the physical concept, hőség is the condition

- elrejteni = to hide something (transitive), elrejtőzni = to hide yourself (intransitive)

- these words are very basic, the ones below them are better suited to talking about this tragedy. (Also, they can only be used as adjectives.)