soon i will rest in peace

4

I was not expecting NU’EST W to break down and cry the way they did

Everything seemed fine, then as soon as they were about to sing Hello 2017 ver, Baekho mentioned their hardships and all the “incidents” (for him of course, the rumours about him, and the tragic sudden passing of his father, Rest in Peace), and this is when the other members lost it seeing Baekho cry, and they started crying themselves.

I thought they were just nervous because they haven’t done a proper performance in over a year and were scared to cover Minhyun’s parts. But it seems they were holding a lot more inside, a lot of pain, and suddenly let it all out in the end.

Jonghyun said how hard the past almost 6 years have been, they all did. They thanked their fans over and over again, they still think they are living in a dream. Ren even posted in the fan cafe today saying that at times all the members wanted to quit and run away, but Loves made them fight through it.

I really wasn’t prepared for them to cry like this, I haven’t seen all of them (Minus Minhyun) cry like this since JR’s letter in 2014 to the members. Baekho’s pain was enough to make the other members unable to control themselves, they are so deeply close it’s like their reactions are connected.

JR and Ren crying I wasn’t as shocked about, but to see Aron as well as Baekho… I’m still in shock. 

When they performed Hello 2017, they did so while crying, JR’s rap and Baekho’s vocals gave me chills. He put his whole body and soul into his rap, I felt all four of their emotions so deeply- this was the most emotional performance they have EVER done

I felt their pain of being apart from Minhyun, Baekho’s personal struggles and everything they have been through for so many years, all compiled into one hell of an emotionally overbearing performance.

Today marks a special day in history for NU’EST, not only a complete music chart reversal. But today feel’s like closure. It feels like they let all their pain and emotion out today, in order to be stronger tomorrow. They reminded us they are 5 members today as well. 

I think I am finally able to accept Minhyun is in Wanna One because the NU’EST W members have accepted it.

I cried a lot today. From now on together with NU’EST, we can be stronger tomorrow, and fight even harder for their dreams to come true.

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The modern adventures of Han, Leia and Ben Kylo

The Solos celebrate Christmas. It’s as dysfunctional as always.

The rest of the series is here

(This was actually in my queue before Carrie passed away but I can’t post it without mentioning how much I admired and loved her ever since I was a little girl. I made a whole damn series because I adored the Star Wars characters so much, Carrie as Leia in particular. She left us far too soon. Rest in Peace :( x)

spaceless-sea  asked:

How are you? I hope well! Can you do a rfa+v and Saeran having to do seven minutes in heaven? Like honestly not even as drunk just sober. (Requests aren't open;-; but maybe later? Also I rlly love your blog like I'm most done with the masterlist^°^)

Author’s note: I hope you guys like this!!!! i’m still rusty ok it’s been awhile edit: I FORGOT V AGAIN someone please send in a request that says “add v” so I remember to edit him in here

Yoosung

  • “You wanna play cards? I brought them with me so we wouldn’t be bored!!”
  • Does he… Does he really not know what we’re supposed to be doing?
  • You looked down at Yoosung, who was already on sitting on the floor shuffling the deck
  • “Lemme guess… you’ve never played Seven minutes in Heaven.”
  • Yoosung paused for a second before shaking his head
  • You sat down next to him and smiled
  • He’s so cute…
  • “So what game do you wanna play, MC?”
  • But then again, this IS Seven minutes in heaven
  • “Strip Poker.”
  • Yoosung’s face turned bright red
  • “H-Huh? Strip?”
  • You smirked
  • “I’ll start.”
  • In one quick moment, your shirt was thrown across the room
  • “Okay, now you’re turn.”
  • Yoosung who had now achieved a new shade of red blatantly stared at your chest
  • “I-I… uhh, w-well-“
  • “SAY SOMETHING, YOU IDIOT!!!”
  • What the hell?
  • Yoosung looked behind you
  • “I think it came from the other side of the door.”
  • You stood up and opened the closet door, and in tumbled Zen and Jumin.
  • “So,” you crossed your arm and looked down at the two very guilty looking boys, “You wanna explain yourselves?”
  • The two of them began stuttering out excuses
  • “W-Well Yoosung’s never played before-“
  • “-I heard you were taking off your shirt-“
  • “-And I thought he might need guidance-“
  • “-So I wanted to hear the rest.”
  • You glared at them
  • “First, Jumin don’t be a perv, and second-“
  • “We were in the middle of something.”
  • You looked back at Yoosung, who had taken off his shirt
  • “And now that MC and I are even, I’d like to get back to the game.”
  • Despite the confidence behind Yoosung’s words, his face was as red as ever
  • You turned back around and smirked
  • “You heard the man!”
  • Jumin and Zen slowly got up, both mumbling curses under their breath.
  • You closed the door behind them
  • “Now, where were we?”
  • In the end the two of you ended up stripping to your underwear and then just playing go fish for the rest of the time

Zen

  • “W-What? I can’t be in a closet alone with MC!! How will I control myself?”
  • You walked over to the closet and gave Zen a smirk
  • “Who says you need to?”
  • 0.1 seconds later Zen was standing in the closet how the hell did he even get there so fast???
  • You closed the door and turned around
  • “So,” you clapped your hands together, “Show me what you got.”
  • Zen smirked
  • “You sure you can handle it?”
  • You raised an eyebrow, “I think you already know the answer to that.”
  • Zen smiled
  • “This is gonna be-“
  • Was all Zen could get out before hitting his head on the light
  • “Ohhh s-shittt…”
  • You rushed over to Zen, who was now bent over in pain
  • “Are you okay? Do you need ice? How bad does it hurt?”
  • Zen looked up at you with hazy eyes
  • “Slooowww down, youuu’reee talking wayyyy toooo fast!!!”
  • I’m not sure what’s more concerning… Zen’s slurred speech or the giant lump forming on his forehead.
  • “We need to get you out of here right-“
  • “NO! I want to give you… seven minutes…in…….”
  • THUD
  • “UHHHHHHH, GUYSOPENTHEDOORZENJUSTPASSEDOUT.”
  • “He did WHAT?”
  • Jaehee swung to door open, her eyes immediately traveling down to unconscious Zen
  • “What happened to his face? And why is the closet light busted??”
  • The rest of the RFA stood behind her, patiently awaiting your answer
  • “Well,” you looked down at Zen and smirked, “I guess he unleashed the beast a little too early.”

Jaehee

  • As soon as Jaehee closed the door she sunk down to the floor and sighed
  • “Finally… peace and quiet.”
  • You nodded, sitting down next to her
  • “Who the hell let Seven DJ anyways?”
  • Jaehee laughed, “I don’t know, but it was a horrible decision.”
  • It would’ve been fine if he just turned the damn the volume down…
  • You looked over at Jaehee, who was responding to an email on her phone
  • “Work’s got you pretty busy, huh?”
  • She gave you a sarcastic glare
  • “Doesn’t it always?”
  • The two of you began ranting about Jumin and the rest of the RFA
  • “I mean, does he think I’m just made out of cat toys? He can’t keep-“
  • “Wait… Jaehee?”
  • “Yeah?”
  • “I think our seven minutes are up… Did they forget about us?”
  • Jaehee checked her phone
  • “It’s been 12 minutes,” she looked back over at you and smiled, “so I think it’s safe to say they have.”
  • The two of you exchanged glances
  • It’s so nice in here…
  • “You wanna stay?”
  • Jaehee’s eyes lit up
  • “I thought you’d never ask!”
  • She set her phone down and yawned
  • “I think… I’ll take a nap.”
  • You reached up and turned the lights off
  • “Sounds good to me.”
  • You stared at the ceiling, waiting for the drowsiness to hit you
  • That was when you felt something warm slump on your shoulder
  • You looked over at Jaehee and she gave you a sleepy smile
  • “Do you mind if I use you as a pillow?”
  • Be still my heart.
  • “Y-Yeah!”
  • Jaehee closed her eyes, and within the next five minutes, she was asleep
  • The next morning Seven found both of you sleeping in his closet
  • And yes he was naked 
  • And yes he screamed
  • And yes you and Jaehee both screamed back
  • But it was still the best seven minutes in heaven you’ve ever played even if it wasn’t just seven minutes

Jumin

  • As SOON as the door closed he had you pinned up against the wall
  • “W-Woah, slow down there bud.”
  • Jumin closed his eyes and sighed, letting go of the grip he had on your hips
  • “Sorry,” he backed up and ran his hands through his hair
  • You practically feel him holding himself back
  • “Why are you so worked up??”
  • Jumin leaned back on the wall opposite of you
  • “It’s just, while we were out there, Zen kept… flirting with you.”
  • His nose crinkled when he said the word flirting, as if it were a disgusting word
  • “I know secretly dating is hard, but I really think its best.”
  • You looked up at him, “Especially with everything happening with your company…”
  • Jumin nodded, taking a step toward you
  • “I suppose I can’t blame Zen. You do look ravishing tonight,” Jumin smirked
  • You smiled back at him, giving him a small twirl
  • “Thank you, my boyfriend helped me pick this out.”
  • “I must say, your boyfriend has great taste. I bet he’s handsome, too.”
  • “Oh yes, extremely.”
  • “FIVE MINUTES LEFT YOU TWO LOVEBIRDS!!”
  • Seven’s yelling interrupted your conversation
  • “Hmm,” Jumin looked at you, “Do you think five minutes in enough?”
  • You pushed yourself off of the wall and grabbed Jumin by the tie
  • “Won’t know unless we try.”
  • And as it turns out, five minutes was more than enough time to… scroll through Jumin’s pictures of Elly

Saeran

  • “So.”
  • “Yup.”
  • “This is fun.”
  • “Really fun.”
  • For the first two minutes, those were the only words exchanged between you and Saeran
  • I have to do something to break this silence.
  • You cleared your throat
  • “Uhh… so how are you?”
  • SERIOUSLY??? Is that the best I could come up with?
  • “I’m fine.”
  • “…Cool.”
  • You looked down at your feet
  • I’m good too, thanks for asking.
  • this poor child doesn’t know how to socialize have mercy on him
  • When you looked back up at him, his eyes quickly darted away
  • Was he staring at me?
  • A light blush crossed his face
  • That’s… kinda cute.
  • You bit your lip
  • Well, this is seven minutes in heaven
  • Before your brain could tell you otherwise, you leaned forward and lightly pressed your lips against his
  • After getting over the initial shock that someone was actually kissing him Saeran grabbed your chin and deepened the kiss
  • When you pulled away, both of you were out of breath
  • You leaned back against the wall
  • “…So.”
  • “Yup.”
  • “That was fun.”
  • Really fun.”
  • Seven swung the door open
  • “TIME’S UP!!!”
  • You looked at Saeran and smirked
  • “Let’s do this again sometime.”
  • Saeran followed you out the door and grabbed your wrist
  • He pulled you back and lowered his voice so the other’s couldn’t here
  • “Name the place and I’ll be there.”
  • Oh, this was going to be f u n.

Seven

  • “♪♫YEAH, YEAH, YEAH, MC AND SEVEN IN HEAVEN FOR SEVEN♪♫”
  • You looked back the rest of the group
  • “Please help me.”
  • Jaehee gave you a pitying look and Zen saluted you “in honor of his fallen comrade”
  • Before you could anyone else’s reaction, Seven grabbed your hand and pulled you into the closet
  • “Your closet is a lot smaller than I thought it would be.”
  • Seven let go of your hand and laughed
  • “You do know I wear almost the same thing every day, right?”
  • You reached out to feel one of his shirts
  • “This one is my favorite.”
  • You pointed to the shirt Yoosung had gotten Seven for his birthday
  • It had a picture of the RFA on the front and the word “family” in Arabic on the back
  • “Mine too.”
  • Seven stepped closer to you
  • “You wanna see why I was so excited to get you in here?”
  • You felt your face heat up
  • “W-Well, I mean-“
  • “SAERAN TURN OFF THE LIGHTS!”
  • “What?”
  • As soon as the lights went off, Seven turned you around so you were facing the door
  • He wrapped his arms around you, giving you a tight hug from behind
  • “Look up.”
  • You tilted your head to look up at the ceiling
  • “Oh my…”
  • Glow-in-the-dark stars were scattered all over the top of the closest, turning the dull ceiling into a tiny galaxy
  • “It’s beautiful.”
  • Seven buried his face in the crook of your neck
  • “So are you.”
  • And that’s when it hit you
  • You were literally in heaven in with Seven
  • “Thank you.”
  • Lambo, phoning Tsuna: Hey, Tsuna, could you uh, help me for a minute?
  • Tsuna: Why are you whispering? Are you in trouble again?
  • Lambo: My hand got stuck in Xanxus' cookie jar again and I think I hear him coming.
  • Tsuna, hanging up: Hayato, you said that there were some potentially strong lightning users lined up, right?
Song of Themyscira | One

Summary: As an Amazonian warrior, you’re invited to Man’s World by Diana Prince. Ares, angered by the situation, decides to send an army, led by his son, to disrupt the peace. Will James be able to follow through, or will the Amazonians keep the peace?

Pairing: James ‘Bucky’ Barnes x Amazon!Reader

Word Count: 972

Warnings: None (yet)

A/N: SURPRISE! As a welcome gift to my new wave of followers, I’ve decided to post the first chapter of SoT a week in advance :) I hope you all enjoy this (April beta’d and said it’s good so I’ll take her word for it) and please, let me know what you think!

Originally posted by rohgers

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First words [One-shot]

THINGS YOU NEED TO KNOW BEFORE YOU READ!

First!

This little one-shot was inspired on two things:

-My relationship with my sister

-The manga “Shugo Chara”. For those who know the manga, it’s based from the chapter when the guardians go to Yaya’s house.

Second!

I tried to adjust Blueprint’s story to PaperJam’s story. So, since (according to his description) he lived with Ink until a certain age, he met Blueprint before the others. I also tried to make him the most canonically possible, but adjusting his personality to the story.

Third!

As you may know, English is not my first language. I deeply apologise if there are any Errors in the story. I checked it lots of times and hope there’s not a single Error ovo

 

DISCLAIMER:

*Ink!Sans belongs to @comyet

*PaperJam/PJ belongs to @7goodangel (I’m sorry if I didn’t make PJ’s personality too well. I tried to stick the “a jerk on the outside but a big child inside” part and this was what I got. Sorry ;u;)

Secondary characters

*Gradient belongs to @askcomboclub

*Moku belongs to  @6agentgg9

*Palette belongs to  @angexci 

And last, but not least

*Blueprint belongs to, well, me! 

Hope you guys like it!

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This will be narrated from PaperJam’s perspective.

 

I never was good with new people. And I wasn’t very happy when you came.


One day, Ink just came “home” with a baby, claiming that it was my “new brother”. I didn’t understand what was he saying with that, and then he showed you to me, my new little brother.

I wasn’t happy with this. I didn’t want a brother. I mean, Ink couldn’t even take care of me, why would he want to have another one? To let them here alone and forgotten with me? Wow, good plan, dad. However, he told me that you only would be staying with us for a day so I could get to know you, since bonding with brothers was very important and blah blah blah…

We spend a few hours talking about you and how you came to life. Apparently, you were just an accident, but not a bad one. And since he created you, you were my brother. Well, step-brother, because Blueberry was the other one that created you. I couldn’t help but feel a little bit jealous… you were going to have caring parents and a better life than mine. What if Ink actually forgot entirely about me?

Yeah, the idea of having a brother was becoming less and less “exciting” to me.

But then, just before I started to think more things like that (which I thought was very rare for me), Ink suddenly had to go (I wasn’t surprised, with his work of protecting AUs and all; he barely had time to be here), cutting our conversation just when I actually started to enjoy it. Ink stood from the sofa and was about to open a portal when he realised something important:

Who was going to take care of you?

He told me that Blueberry and… Honey… I think, were with the other versions of them and he couldn’t take you to wherever they were. So, he had only one option… that I didn’t like, at all.


Why I had to take care of you?! I didn’t ask him for a brother and I didn’t know how to take care of a baby. I was five years old! I was starting to learn how to write and read! I remember arguing with him for a while, until I had to accept.

But not without asking something in return, of course.

In the end, he went to do whatever he needed and I was left alone with you. An awkward atmosphere formed where we were, since you found my face very interesting and kept your eyes on me for a really long time. I tried my best to ignore you, but you were too much persisting and even threw me some mini bones at me to gain my attention.

What a smart baby, huh? Well, we were magic skeleton monsters after all. But it was becoming annoying.

“What do you want?” I asked you and you only looked at me and babbled something. I instantly felt stupid, remembering that Ink told me you haven’t said your first word yet. how would you even tell me what you needed? You kept looking at me and then, surprisingly, your stomach made a noise.

Right… now I had to feed you.

Making something for you was horrible. I mean, we were in the Anti-Void and only had some snacks since we didn’t really need to eat, but being you a recently made creation, obviously needed to consume something, even if you had your HP full. Eventually, I found some milk and gave it to you, ending getting milk on my face and shirt because you apparently didn’t know how to drink it.

That was enough for me.

Usually, I’m not a person that gets mad easily. However, I did get mad that time. I stood abruptly from my seat and went to clean my face, leaving you alone on the sofa. Ink told me to not leave you, but I didn’t care. I wanted to be alone and so I did. I went to my bedroom (well, it’s not a real bedroom… just a bed that Ink made for me) and stayed here for a few hours. Maybe three or four…

It wasn’t until I heard a soft sound that I didn’t get up from my bed. And when I did, I instantly paled: You were lying on the floor crying softly. Your soft cries barely reaching my non-existent ears. And it wasn’t the worst. No, no.

You were blushing and sweating a lot. Were you sick? In that moment I didn’t know.

Quickly, I went to your side and picked you up, checking if you had hurt yourself from the fall. Luckily you didn’t have any bruises, but your skull was very hot. Now you were sick? And I was alone.

Great!

How you could get sick so easily and fast? I didn’t understand that at all! Was that the real reason of why Ink brought you here? So he could watch over you while Blueberry and Honey were busy? If that was the reason, he was very irresponsibly by leaving you with me: a child, taking care of another child!

I didn’t know what to do. I couldn’t use magic to help you, I couldn’t ask Ink for help, I couldn’t open a portal and find Blueberry… I couldn’t do anything. And I was scared.

What if something happened? What if you started to feel worse? What if…

What if you died?

Those thoughts were swirling in my head, making me fell worst and worst. I didn’t want you to die.

Come on! You had a great life ahead! You would have a caring family and friends and maybe… maybe we would have been friends! I should have watched you. Maybe if I haven’t left you alone…

I couldn’t help to feel guilty, even knowing that it wasn’t my fault that got sick. In that moment, I didn´t cared about anything, just you.

It was in that moment when Ink decided that he should go home, and so he did. He came to the Anti-Void and found me on the sofa, hugging you like it was the last time I’d see you and honestly, that’s what I thought. He rushed to my side, worryingly asking what was wrong. I wasted no time and explained him what happened, apologising for being a bad brother and almost crying

Almost, ok?

What I wasn’t expecting was that Ink just took you and, with a quick spell, healed you. I mean, I knew magic were fast and efficient but, that was just too fast. When I asked him why, he explained that you were having some problems with your soul.

You see, brother (and also you, reader), Ink told me you were created without a soul, since you were just a magic drawing. So, he made an artificial one for you with the same paint he used to create you. Apparently, he didn’t want you to become like some “evil flower”.

Your soul was like your eyes: a blue diamond. And that soul was filled with Prussian blue paint that could give you the emotions you needed. It seemed like your body wasn’t used to having it yet and would make you sick from time to time. I didn’t quite understand that, but I was relieved when he said you would be fine.

The rest of the day was peaceful. Ink and I talked about random things while you slept. It was… nice, being with them like we were a family. That’s what we are, right? Yeah, right.

Eventually it was time to bring you back home. Ink said that you won’t be coming anytime soon because he wanted to protect you from dangerous people (aka, Error). It kind of made me sad, not being able to talk you again for a long time, but… it had to be done, hadn’t it? Ink made a portal back to Underswap and gave me time to say goodbye to you. After that, he started to walk to the portal, stopping when you started to squirm under his grasp.

Curious, I walked to the portal. You immediately looked at me and gave me a huge simile, saying (or trying to say) something that made us look at you in surprise:

My name. Yes, my name!

It was kind of babbled and wasn’t my full name but… It was your very first word. And it wasn’t “dad” or “mom”… no, it was “PJ”

You didn’t have idea of how happy you made me that day. The day when I found you, disliked you and then liked you and accepted the idea that we were brothers. And, in the bottom of my soul, I hoped to see you again.

Maybe having a little brother wouldn’t be that bad, right?

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I hope you liked it! It was an idea I had for while uvu and really needed to make it. We now know more about Print and PJ’s relationship. I won’t say PJ likes him because he’s not my character and don’t want to say incorrect things (since he isn’t one to make friends). So, I only will say that Blueprint’s first words made him very happy.

I’m sorry if it looks rushed, but this isn’t a story. It just PaperJam talking with Blueprint and telling him the story (with some people spying on them(?))

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Kallus is a very mature and responsible brother Rebel.

Decided to color some doodles so I’d at least have something to post. Also makes for good coloring and background practice! So have some Kallus getting into the true Rebellious Spirit.

Bonus:

He has regrets.

Since I know there’s probably a fair amount of you out there who haven’t seen the first three Mad Max movies, I’m here to tell you a li’l secret about them:

All the people complaining about how Max “isn’t the main character” in Fury Road are big ol’ Fake Fanboys cause Max’s primary character trait in literally every movie is “I hate this, why is it happening, please leave me alone to brood in the desert in peace”. 

He’s much more the central focus of the plot in the first movie but in Road Warrior and Thunder Dome he basically just gets kidnapped or beat up by wankers in weird bondage outfits and spends the rest of the movie trying to leave as soon as possible while other people are like “please solve our absurd post-apocalyptic problems”.  There is not one single point where Max actively seeks out being a hero until it is forced upon him.  He ACTIVELY TELLS PEOPLE WHO ASK HIM FOR HELP to take a hike.

Mad Max himself would like nothing better than to never, ever, ever be the main character.

He would also like for people to stop stealing his fucking car.

Heart of the Ocean

Guardian spirit of water
Fierce and turbulent
yet also gentle and soothing 

Haha yeah so I drew another picture of Lance because nobody can stop me.  Not even me.  XD  I wanted to practice with lighting, and I realllyyy liked how it turned out!

I just wanted to say thank you again for all the notes on my comic, you have no idea how much it means to me!  I’m glad my art can make you people smile :) 

If you guys like this, let me know and I might do the rest of the paladins plus Allura.  (No promises though as school is going to swamp me soon but i will try my best!)

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I was just going through a Twitter account that retweets a lot of really popular tweets, when I came upon this one, from a few months back that I remember cracking up about and then screenshotting it and saving it on my phone for later laughs. I don’t even know how it caught my eye that the person who posted it was Martyn Hett, I usually don’t really look at the usernames, just laugh at the tweets, but this time I noticed it. I kept waiting for him to be found alive and well after the Manchester Arena attack, and waking up this morning to the news of his untimely death was, to say at least, unreal. 

He was so young, so cheerful, so full of life. Apparently, a Coronation Street superfan. Had a memorable tattoo of his favorite Corrie character, Deirdre Barlow. Won an episode of Come Dine With Me. Ran a Youtube channel where he posted funny edits of shows, social events, his vlogs, etc. His Twitter was hilarious, full of humorous observations and posts. 

He was only 29 years old. Was loved by many, from family, to friends. Worked as a PR manager. Had so many high hopes and aspirations. Planned a trip of his lifetime soon after the concert. Had everything set up for it. Was just tweeting from the venue before his life was taken away from him, too early, unfairly, horribly. This man had a lot to live through yet. I know he would have lead a fulfilled life, if he had the chance to do it. Rest in peace, angel.

Waking up each day to news of another attack somewhere in the world, Marawi, Manchester, Bangkok, the constant bombings in Syria, and so many more, is terrifying. Innocent lives are being taken at all times. I can’t imagine how people who’re living in warring areas are feeling. I know I’m scared myself, but it’s insignificant and incomparable in every way possible. These people have been forced to forget how it is to feel safe, to feel secure. Children don’t get to be children. Parents, who’d do anything to protect them, can’t do much about it now.

What can we do? What can we do? 

A Cold Hearted Monster

Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: can you do a Bucky x reader based off of the song daddy lessons by Beyoncé? like the reader is an assassin and is always quietly singing the song (it’s quite haunting maybe?) and Bucky’s new to the team so he always wonders why but it’s because her dad is the one that taught her to be a killer. Requested by Anonymous.

Word Count: 1,277

Warnings: Violence, Mention of Death, Fluff

A/N: Hope you’ll like it Anon :) Here’s the song

Originally posted by ninja-spacenerd

Came into this world
Daddy’s little girl
And daddy made a soldier out of me

Steve was giving Bucky a tour of the headquarters when a soft voice that seemed to come from the walls stopped Bucky dead in his tracks. He looked around him, his body tense and alert.

“It’s alright.” Steve assured him, one hand rising to rest on Bucky’s shoulder.

“The hell is that?” Bucky gasped as the soft music filled the corridor.

“It’s just Y/n.”

“Where is she?”

Steve looked up at the ceiling and sighed. “I’d say she’s in the air ducts.” He scoffed when Bucky looked at him in disbelief. “She likes to be alone. I don’t think you’ll see her a lot outside of missions. Everyone here has their quirks. Clint sleeps on the roof and Vision can pass through walls. You’ll get used to it.”

“I miss Budapest.” Bucky exhaled forcefully, following Steve.

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Can’t Remember to Forget You | vi

Summary: When you almost die in battle, a distraught Bucky - afraid of what will become of him if he loses you - decides to end things. But what happens when he loses his memory, only to end up falling in love with you all over again?

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Word Count: 1.4k

Warnings: Language, Angst

A/N: you’re all gonna hate me, so please come yell at me after you read this, thanks || crtfy masterlist


Originally posted by caps-bucky

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Study Break // Jackson Wang (M)

Originally posted by markjin

Pairing: Jackson x Reader

Genre: Fluff, Smut/Suggestive, Comedy

Summary; Jackson persuades you to take a break from studying, but he begins to regret it soon after~

This scenario is rated M for MATURE as it contains scenes of a suggestive, smutty nature ^_^

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The Right Side

Bucky Barnes x Reader

Fluff (something I never thought I would write); No song inspiration

Originally posted by captaincentenarian

The nervous butterflies had long since gone as you tossed and turned in bed, trying without success to find a comfortable position. Bucky snored softly beside you, enjoying his peaceful slumber. Tonight was officially the first night you and Bucky were sleeping together since you’d moved in. You envisioned being wrapped in his arms, snuggling the night away. However, as soon as the two of you climbed into bed and Bucky wrapped him arms around you, you knew you wouldn’t find rest. The hard metal under your side felt like it was digging into you. You shifted, attempting to find a better fit, but that made it worse.

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Petnames (A Little Bit of Everyone)

A/N: Some short ficlets of some of the characters I write for pertaining to the petnames I think they would use. I couldn’t think of one for Harry or Caitlin, maybe for the next little group thing I write. Some are longer than others, but I tried not to many any too long. I hope you enjoy! I think I’m gonna write a Reggie fic next, but it’s gonna be a little more personal than the others.

Word Count: 1,544 words

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bittersweet {2}

Summary: Steve lost you once, and he doesn’t want to risk it again. Too bad he only has three months. | modern AU

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader

Warnings: Language; angst

Word Count: 2.1k

A/N: Here is part 2 of my entry for Sofi’s [ @nataliarxmanxva ] writing challenge! hope you all enjoy! // bittersweet {1} | masterlist

Originally posted by imaginesofeveryfandom


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Gladly Mistaken

Summary: Loving Halloween is one thing. Attending a party is another. Being called slut by your boyfriend is painful. Drinking is a normal reaction. But kissing the wrong person in costume? It can either be pathetic or having a surprising ending.

Word Count: 2772

Pairing: Reader x Dylan O’Brien

Forever tag list: @multilovee @5sospoplikerock @rosecoloredshawn @mieczzyslaw

Warning: Swearing, mention of dirty things huhu

A/N: So this is my entry for @obrosey-af Halloween writing contest challenge with the prompt to like kiss wrong person in costume! I love Halloween but I never get to chance to celebrate. My school was not decorated. No one was dressed up. Even no candies. Yeah. Sucks. But there’s so many good fics on tumblr! I doubt mine is as much as good as the ones I read but here, this is my Halloween gift to all of you!

Don’t be mistaken. I love to party, especially when it’s Halloween. It was my favorite holyday, I loved spending hours making my own costumes, creating them to be more than perfect. Armed with my sewing machine and a good dose of patience, I was unbeatable. So, of course, when Josh, my boyfriend for a few weeks, told me that there was a costume party at his favorite bar, I jumped of joy, grab my costume and used the last days to work on it. Between Josh and me it wasn’t the joy lately, he became distant, cold and could stop texting me for many days without saying anything to finally appear in front of my house with a big smile, flowers and a package of condom. So when he told me about the party, knowing my passion for Halloween, it touched me.

He was still thinking of me.

And besides, I had promised him a costume to go in pair with me. Many hours of hard work later, fingers stung to the blood and time I could have taken to study, I finally finished our costumes and the joy I had to put mine and give his to Josh gave me a huge smile to the face that stayed all day until the evening of the event.

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