sorry for any grammatical errors

as much as i hated seeing claire having sex with frank and jamie with mary i have to admit that these scenes served a purpose. we needed to see both jamie and claire being with other people in order to see how their lives without each other truly are. they’re both broken and devastated.

claire has her daughter and a supposedly loving husband but it’s not what she really wants. she wanted to have a baby with jamie not frank. she’s unable to raise her daughter with her real father, not to mention that she has to lie about it. and she’s missing her husband, as she said. she’s trying to fill the void any way she can and get a part of herself back but she’s failing. the only time she manages to get close to what she used to have is when she gets into med school.

as for jamie, he might be alive but he’s not truly living. he’s a ghost of himself. as jenny said jamie fraser is gone. he doesn’t have a reason to be alive, he lost everything that mattered. his wife and his baby. he not only has to literally hide in order not to get caught but he also has to hide his feelings. he can’t tell anyone about how he lost claire because they won’t understand him. he slept with mary not because he just wanted to fuck someone. she offered him comfort and he accepted it. that’s what he needed, someone to comfort him and hold him close. claire is still the only woman he loves. she will always be the only woman he will ever love. no matter what. 

Having Pride (Response)

A response to the “Having Pride” YouTube video by @thatsthat24

I'm crying and my hands are shaky so apologies in advance for my typing skills. Also apologises for my tangents, I’ll try to keep them in brackets.

OK, Here goes …

I’m sitting here at 23:22 on my bed. It’s another rainy night in Halifax (for which I am thankful because humidity is Satan). Anyway, I’m here on my bed having just watched this amazing YouTube video twice over. And I’m just balling my eyes out, then I catch myself, and then I start balling again. Halifax and I have this in common today: tears of Pride. And there’s no stopping the tears – (because I’m an overly sensitive mess who once cried because my dad wouldn’t talk to my grandfather on the phone. I mean that was PMS on my part. But it’s still an example of how unnecessarily over-emotional I can get so sorry) – so I’m going to try to power through it.

I LOVE THIS VIDEO SO MUCH! Like, seriously. I love everything about it. I like how casual it is, and how honest it is, and how personal it is. I love it all. – (Gah, What can I say? I don’t have any criticisms or anything. I just love it. Plain and simply. It is beautiful. And I’m probably going to watch it a few more times tonight and cry while doing so because it’s just beautiful.) – I guess I would like to thank each and every one of you for being in this video, on behalf of myself and others.

While you didn’t influence my coming out, your videos have definitely helped me to further explore and embrace my sexuality – I was identifying as bisexual prior to this February when I found pansexual to be a better fit. I’ve not been a fan since your Vine days, yet you are so welcoming that doesn’t seem to matter. I came across your content when my mental health was dead in the gutter and you – along with my meds too, I guess – have really helped me feel better about myself, both in relation to my sexuality and mental health.

It has largely been due to the Fanders community that I have found other LGBTQ+ people. I’m currently living in Halifax with crippling social anxiety while my friends and family live in Ontario, so having the support of this wonderful online community is monumental. I finally feel like an active member of the LGBTQ+ community, even if it’s just online. And that is something I’ve never felt before. I’ve never before felt like I was allowed to call myself LGBTQ+ because I spent years denying my attraction to women and nonbinary individuals and I am straight-passing much of the time, additionally, apart from my best friends I didn’t really know any LGBTQ+ people in my life. And thanks to this fandom community that surrounds you, most of these people I’ve met online are LGBTQ+, and that’s incredible!

Oh crap, I’m crying again. Shit. It’s 00:17, I really should start wrapping this up. OK, concluding paragraph coming up.

My crush on you (Thomas) is now platonic, but it is still ever present (the crushes I have on some of your friends might not be just platonic). You and your friends are amazing human beings, and I wish I could be friends with the lot of you. OK, I’m going to go now and stand out in the rain so Halifax and I can happy-cry together. – (OK, not going to lie, I’m also sad-crying because I want to meet all you amazing people and knowing I probably never will.) – Love you all, platonically … mostly … and sorry (big Canadian long-o sorry) that this has become more of a ramble than a final paragraph. In short, thank you @tallykat3, @welcome-to-the-joangle, @jayisjo, and Thomas (and if the others have Tumblr tag them too for me) for this video and being the amazing human beings that you all are.

A Letter to my Ex Best Friend

Sorry for any grammatical errors. I haven’t edited it yet so I’m sorry in advance lolll. But this is something very personal that I wrote today and hopefully someone else could relate. 


I was going through my memory box today and a lot of stuff that involved you came up.  It brought me back to the good times and I almost texted you but then I remembered that you’re just a stranger now. It’s been a couple months since we last talked. Crazy huh? How in just a year we went from being inseperable to complete strangers. If someone had asked us a year or two ago if we could see our life without each other in it, we would have laughed and said no; Now here we are.

I would be lying if I said I haven’t thought about you or that I didn’t miss you. I do miss you, a lot. So much has happened since we last talked, and I wish I could share it all with you. There has been times where I picked up my phone to text you but then I would remember you’re not that person anymore; And it’s sad because for the longest time it seemed like you’d be that person who stayed in my life for a long while. I miss being close with your family and being able to call your home my home as well. I miss having the privilege of saying I had more than one family. It’s crazy how much can change in a short amount of time.

I hope you don’t hate me for walking away when I did. I hope one day you understand that I had to or else we would have never known just how toxic our friendship had been. There is quite a few things I know I could have done better and shouldn’t have done, same goes for you. We are both to blame for our friendship being as unhealthy as it was. Though it was so unhealthy, we shared a lot of great memories and I’d like to think it was equally good as it was bad.

I’m sorry. I’m sorry we’re not best friends anymore and I’m sorry I had to be the one to walk away. I’m sorry for any pain I caused. I’m sorry I couldn’t be your person anymore. I’m sorry we couldn’t do everything we wanted to. I’m sorry I tried to blame you for our friendship ending. I’m sorry I tried to hate you because damn did I try. I tried so hard and for awhile it worked because hating you and being mad at you was easier than missing you. But I realize that I could never hate you, no matter how mad I am about what happened. I’m sorry this is how it had to end for us, but that’s life for you. Not everything goes the way it should or how you want it to.

But I would like to thank you. Thank you for being my person for as long as you were. Thank you for being patient with me while I learned how to trust another person. Thank you for the memories I will never forget. Thank you for caring enough to break through the walls I had worked so hard to build over the years. Thank you for being the person I could run to for everything and anything. Thank you for being the person I could count on. Thank you for being the person I could confide in without the fear of judgement. Thank you for teaching me how to love and be loved. Thank you for showing me that I can still trust others and be trusted. Thank you for proving to me that people come into our lives for a reason and though they may not stay, the lessons learned are a blessing.

I would like to say I can see us being friends again in the future but I’d only be spitting out false hope. It would never be the same and if I happen to see you one day, I’ll smile and walk away. My heart will break a little and all our memories will hit me like a train but I’ll feel grateful for the time we did have together. Some people aren’t meant to stay in your life forever and unfortunately I learned you are one of those people. They say some people only come into your life to teach you a lesson and leave, but the most important people leave a mark. Well you left a mark and I am thankful for you coming into my life when you did.

I know you may never see this but I needed to get it off my chest. There were a lot of words unsaid and a lot of words I wish I could have said. I guess I’m writing this to get a small sense of closure for myself.

I hope you and your family are doing well. I hope you get everything you want and more in the life you chose for yourself.

You’ll always hold a place in my heart.


Your Ex Best Friend

All Our Secrets Laid Bare (Part One)

Pairing: Peter Parker x reader

Prompt: The reader’s nosy (and quite rude) relatives are coming over for an unexpected family dinner. Long story short, they expect the reader to have a boyfriend, which the reader most definitely does not have. Luckily, they do have a best friend by the name of Peter Parker. One small favor wouldn’t be too much to ask, right?

Warnings: Some angst towards the end.

Word Count: 3,524

A/N: The reader doesn’t know Peter is Spider-Man in this imagine.
Also, I’m sorry if there are any grammatical errors. My usual beta reader wasn’t available and I really wanted to get this imagine posted.

Part Two / Part Three

Originally posted by hardyness

“You’re my boyfriend now.”

“I-I’m sorry, what?” Peter stammered back through the phone.

This was not how you planned this day to go.

“It’s a long story. Nosy relatives coming over for dinner, may have lied and said I had a boyfriend just to get them to shut up, don’t actually have a boyfriend, typical family stuff, you know?” you tried to explain.

There was a slight pause as Peter digested all of the information you just threw at him.

“Okay, so basically, you broke under pressure and lied about have a boyfriend, and now you need me to be your boyfriend to protect you from your nosy relatives?” repeated Peter.

You rolled your eyes, perfectly aware that Peter couldn’t see them through the phone call, but positive that he felt the frustration anyway, “I didn’t break under pressure, I just… improvised.”

“Oh yeah, totally,” said Peter, voice dripping with playful sarcasm. “So do you need me to be your boyfriend or not?”

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A Meta on Fandom Bullshit

So while I continue to work on the Flaming Arrow Meta, you get a overly long and detailed analysis about this fandom’s drama and all the bullshit with it.

warning: long and picture heavy. Includes mentions of violence, gore, sexual themes, vague spoilers for Wonder Woman and The VVitch, swearing and sarcasm. 

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Let’s talk about this~

Yesterday, a new article got released by EW and it Revealed us a tons of new information. 

one of them is each of the characters information such as Donad..

and i wanna talk about this particular words from Frank Angones

“In our world, about 10 years ago, Scrooge and Donald used to go on these big, crazy, rip-roaring adventures, and then they stopped talking to each other, to the point where when we start our show, Huey, Dewey, and Louie don’t even know that the richest duck in the world and this legendary explorer is their great uncle.” 

So what happened exactly 10 years ago between Scrooge and Donald?? Donald used to go on Adventures with his Rich uncle scrooge, and somehow stopped talking to each other for unknown reason.

there’s actually a lot of possible reason why this is happened between these two. and here’s my guess

What if the reason why Donald’s leaving an ‘Adventure’ Life for something more important?

remember the time when frank said that The boys is about 11/12 years old?

well in that case Donald’s must’ve been having the boys at that time.

and here’s another words from frank in the Article we’ve got yesterday

“He’s been a single parent obsessively taking care of the boys, and he’s a little bit overprotective and doesn’t want to take a lot of risks, whereas so much of Scrooge’s success is based on the fact that he’s willing to take risks,”

Donald’s is an Overprotective Dad figure to the Boys..(and doesn’t want to take a lot of risks)

the #1 trailer showed us this scene where Huey and Louie wearing a life saving jackets while Donald wearing a suit looking like he’s about to go out from His Boat house leaving his nephews..

by this we can tell that the reason why these Precious Square ducks wearing them is because Donald don’t want anything happen to his Nephews (since they live in a boat house and surrounded by Sea, anything could happen)

sooooooooo,,,,,,maybe the MAIN reason why Donald leave his Past Exciting life where he and his uncle go on adventures.. is because after that day when he got the Triplets at his House, he realized that life is much important to risk for. and he know that by taking care of the boys. 

the boys didn’t know about scrooge because Donald never tell them about him at all, why? well..Scrooge is Their family, and Donald’s knew that time when the boys grew up, the boys will somewhat involved with Scrooge’s Crazy Adventures

Originally posted by kiwikandy

having Adventures with this Rich guy would also include some dangerous situations, and Donald knew this from his experiences.

Donald’s just being a dad who want to keep his Child Save and Sound.

well, this is my guess. feel free to add some possible reasons

anonymous asked:

prompt of Eddie being afraid to hold richies hand for the first time

im fuckin shattered mate. i am also sorry for gettin this out so late. oh n excuse any of the grammatical errors 

pairing: reddie, stenbrough, also contains lesbian!beverly marsh Hell Fuckin Yea

warnings: homophobic slurs 

this spiraled out of my control and now it’s… this. anyways i hope you enjoy lads

Eddie clears his throat. 


Eddie clears his throat again. 

Still, Richie is chattering away at Beverly, who is absently picking at her nails as they stand outside in the school’s hallways, waiting for the rest of their friends as the bell rings. 

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Being best friends with the Beagle Line

Originally posted by princewangeun

Warning: Mentions of harassment , not very detailed but still may be triggering. Cussing.

  • Okay so the beagle line aka Jongdae, Baekhyun, and Chanyeol are basically just excited little puppies who are so playful and cute and don’t try to convince me otherwise

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Childhood - Part 1

Pairing: Jason Todd x Reader

Type: Story (¼)

Warnings: PG-13 (language and talk of crime)

Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4

From as long as you can remember, Jason and you have been a team. Inseparable since you were young. It was hard for you to remember a specific time where he wasn’t there. Good people were always hard to find in a city filled with crime, especially at crime alley. When it came to where you both lived, both of you were picked the short straw. Neither of you had wanted to live in crime alley, what kid would. As kids, you were both used by your own parents for whatever suited them. From stealing to hiding drugs, you both endured your parent’s problems.

That brings us to today. A matter of events that brought you two to run for your lives.”Hey! Stop you little shits!“

“Jason hurry!” You say running ahead of him and jumping through the ajar window. You begin to lift the window up for Jason to crawl through. 

He lifts one foot through but before putting the other foot in, he’s grabbed by the officer, “Got you you little asshole!‘ 

You pull on his arm trying to make the officer let go of him. The officer hangs onto the boy with a death grip but you wrap your entire body around the boy to keep him from moving. The man begins to try and push you off the boy. He moves his hand close to your face and you bite him, hard.

The officer lets out a scream as you spit out some skin that you had bitten off. You pull Jason and he slides through the window. The window slams shut and you can hear the muffled screams of the officer. Jason lands on top of you and you let out a wheeze.

“Jason get off me!” You say pushing him off. You get up and grab his hand running through the building. You hear the cops outside coming down the street,"Hurry Jason! We’re almost there!”

"Right behind you!” He pants out.

The sirens get louder as you near your location. “Open up!” You scream hoping that someone inside would hear you.

You run faster and up to the door banging on it as hard as you can. Come on open up, you thought to yourself. Less than a second later Jason is by your side yelling to let you both in. Suddenly the door opens and you both push your ways in the building.

You collapse onto the ground for a moment, out of breath from the experience. You knew what happened to the kids on crime alley when they were caught, they were beaten and thrown in jail. Some never coming back out. You didn’t want that to be you or Jason.

Someone grabs you by your shoulders and sits you up,”The hell you doing here kid?”

You can’t find the right words. It turns out you didn’t have to when you hear a loud banging coming from the door. “Open up! GCPD!”

“Shit,“ you say and get back up, “they found us” 

"You two get downstairs, tell Marco I sent you.”

You grab Jason and pull him towards the basement. You run down the stairs skipping steps to get there faster.“Marco!”

You reach the end of the stairs and turn to see the gang leader who’s had a hand in raising you. The men turn around to meet the two of you before Marco says, ”(Y/N), Jason!“

The man comes up to both of you and ruffles your hair, “What brings my two favorite kids here today?”

“Cops,” you say catching your breath,“upstairs.”

Marco looks at you and then looks up the steps,"Well, then let’s go handle it.”

Marco and the rest of his gang walk up the stairs leaving you and Jason alone. You let out a sigh of relief and take a seat putting your head in your hands,”Why’d you bring us here?”

You turn your head to the unsatisfied boy. You sigh,”You expect us to run home?“

“I didn’t expect you to run to a gang.”

“Jason, you really think our parents would help us out of this situation? They wouldn’t even realize we were home! What else was I supposed to do. Let the cops take you?”

Jason pauses and takes a seat next to you,“Jason, we have no one else to go to. You know Marco would help us out, he doesn’t want anything bad to happen to either of us.“

“He doesn’t want anything bad to happen to his successor.”

You pause for a moment, “Jason! We both agreed we weren’t doing this crime thing. We just got to get enough money until we get out of here. K?”

Jason sighs, "You’re right.”

You pause and then chuckle, ”I’m sorry what’d you say? Can you say it a little louder?“

He pushes you and laughs. You rest your back on the couch. Push him back lightly and he winces. You turn to him and grab his arm, moving his sleeve up. You see a bruise starting to form on his arm. The outline of the hand still present, “Jason.”


“Let’s never do this again.”

He looks down at you and nods. You lay on his shoulder,“One day you’re gonna get out of here. I know it.”

You begin to fall asleep and Jason laughs. You let sleep take over you and the boy looks down at you in admiration.

After that night both you and Jason were on a clean streak. No more crime from either of you. You both started out confident in yourselves but then after a while it became harder to go on. No crime meant no money. You were both too young to get jobs and so you were left with a few scraps each. By the end of the month it was a miracle you both survived.

“Jason what are we gonna do?“ You say one morning.

He pauses for a moment, “I have no idea. Just, just trust me okay? I got this.”

You nod and Jason leaves you in your complex. You sigh and lay down in your bed before drifting back into a deep sleep.

It had been five hours since you had last saw Jason. No one saw where he went or what had happened to him. You ran through blocks looking for him. You called out his name hundreds of times but received no answer, “Jason!“

You yell for the boy as you wander down crime alley. Your hope to find him was diminishing. You let out tears as you walked down the street. He was no where to be seen, who knows what happened to him. You thought maybe it was the cops but you didn’t hear or see any of them around all day. You then thought he went stealing again, what if the victim got to him.

You turn the corner of crime alley and pause for a moment. You see none other than Jason knelt down next to a giant car. The car was big, classy, and expensive. You look to see Jason in the process of taking off the tires. I knew how much those tires would sell for just by looking at them. You look over to what Jason was looking at. You stand there shocked, Batman. Shit. You knew Jason was in big trouble now.

You looked at Jason and he noticed you behind the tall brooding man. You thought to yourself, what are you going to do now.

Before you could think your body was already moving as you jumped in front of Jason pushing the man back. He didn’t move an inch. You didn’t let this shake you. Instead you screamed, "Back off bat freak!”

You don’t know where that terrible insult came from but it was the only thing you can think of. The man says nothing. He picks you up and pushes you to the side of the boy. “You steal from people you have to pay the price.”

You try to move towards Jason as the man grabs his arm, “Please! STOP!”

You move more to get closer to Jason, kicking the man in the shin, “HE WAS STEALING FOR ME! He’s just a kid he doesn’t know what he’s doing! He’s a good kid, he’s smart and he wants to get out of this place! Please! Don’t take him to jail, he doesn’t belong with those people! Please!”

Tears stream down your face as the vigilante moves a bit backwards. You jump onto Jason and son into his chest, “Please, let him go!”

The man looks down at you and you look up at him with a beggar’s eyes. You feel as though something inside of him softens.

“I won’t take him to jail. But he will have to come with me.”

You look at Jason and he nods at the man. Brave. No fear on his face.

You look up to the vigilante, “Promise you won’t hurt him.”

He looks down to you, “Promise.”

You let him go towards Jason. You grab Jason’s hand and he gives you a reassuring glance.

“I’ll come back for you.“

A/N Oh shit y'all I posted bahahaha! IM BACK!! This is part 1 of a four part series. It’s gonna be good (hopefully) Sorry if theres any grammatical errors, I don’t have a lot of time to proof read sadly! I hope you guys like what I post. I’m always open for requests! Thank you for sticking around! Bye!

anonymous asked:

Can you do a bts reaction to their s/o moving her tail when she's needy?

I hope you like it!

(I’m sorry if there’s any grammatical error)


Originally posted by jaayhope

Jin would melt, really, we all know how sweet he is, so I don’t think that the fact that their S/O is moving her/his tail would be a turn on in him, he would just found it cute.

He would say something like “Do you need something Jagi?” While stroking your ears.


Originally posted by jeonbase

He would give you a soft smile, but inside his heart is rushing, he would rub his cheek on yours because when you’re begin that cute he can’t handle it. But lately, he would give a little smirk while pushing you in the sofa.

“Babe, do you want something from me? Ask me properly”


Originally posted by forever-young-got7

This dude is probably going crazy, (We all had seem the effect of Jimin cuteness on him) because of you, you’re the kind of cute, clingy person when you’re on heat or needy, so I wouldn’t be surprised if he picks you up and takes you to your bedroom.

“Let’s help you with that honey”


Originally posted by sweaterpawsjimin

Okay so let’s imagine this:

A super hot Hoseok, making music in the kitchen bar, with his headphones on, then you came into the kitchen whining a little, he honestly wouldn’t pay you too much attention, but when you rub yourself against him, he would definitely stop everything, and when he see your cute brown tail, damn, prepare yourself.


Originally posted by jikookdetails

His heart, like Seokjin would melt. Jimin is the kind of mate that wants to make everything in a romantic way, so when he sees your tail he would give you a smile and then proceed to kiss you in a slow, sexy and cute way, you can obviously imagine what’s next.

“I just love you way too much y/n”


Originally posted by bangtanroyalty

This puppy, ahh, he would move his tail along yours, he would also twine it with yours, while kissing and rubbing against you. I feel like Tae would love to rub (in a innocent way) (also in a sexual way tho) against you, is like his favorite part of the day.

“I love you, I love you, I love you”


Originally posted by pjmjjk

Jeongguk wouldn’t think about it in like a needy action from you, he may think you want to play or something like that, but when you take his controller and throw it away, and sit on his lap, he would understand, so he would kiss you pleasantly, ready to help you with your problem.

“Damn y/n, are you that needy? Kookie is gonna help you baby”

Broken Promises

Peter Parker x Reader In which Peter ditches his girlfriend for his “Stark Internship” one too many times and she can’t take it anymore.


Word Count: 1012

Warnings: None, pretty angsty but not violent or anything.

Note: I’m actually pretty happy with this one. Still unsure about whether I want to make a happy ending part 2 or just leave it as an angsty stand-alone, though. Sorry for any grammatical errors that I make

Before the two of you had started dating, you and Peter were the best of friends. You had become friends quickly when he moved in with his Aunt May and Uncle Ben during second grade. He was the first person to sign your cast when you broke your arm in the fifth grade and you held his hand while he cried at his Uncle Ben’s funeral. The two of you were inseparable and only became closer when Peter admitted his feelings for you halfway through freshman year. 

The first six months or so of your relationship had been paradise, but ever since Peter accepted that Stark Internship, things had gotten sort of weird with him. He was hiding something from you. You just didn’t know what.

“Ned, I don’t care how strong the Hulk is! He isn’t winning in a fight against Thor, who is literally a god!” you said exasperatedly.

“A god? Are you talking about me again, darling?” Peter asked cheekily from behind you.

“Always, lover boy,” you replied sarcastically, “Hey, did you do last night’s chem homework? I didn’t get number 13.”

“Yeah, I’ll give it to you when we get to study, which is where we should be headed right now. We’ll see you later, Ned!” Peter grabbed your hand and guided you towards your next class as you waved a departure to Ned over your shoulder.

“Hey, so, what are you doing tonight, Pete? You should come over. We can rent a movie and order a pizza or something,” you suggested hopefully. Peter had been so busy with his internship lately and it had been so long since you had last seen each other outside of school.

“I would love to, y/n, but I really can’t tonight. I’m sorry. I’ve got the Stark Internship.”

Again?” you whined, “Doesn’t Tony Stark know that you have a life? I miss you!”

“I know, babe, and I’m sorry, but homecoming is in six days. I want to make sure that I get all of my work done so we can have a good time together. In six days I’m all yours, I promise.”

“Okay,” you said happily, “I’ll be counting the days, Parker. I can’t wait.”

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What if MC didn’t take care of herself when V was hospitalized? (based on day 10)

So in the day 10 chats, Zen and Jumin worry for MC because she stayed with V until he woke up. They tell her to take care of herself instead of just worry sick for V to wake up. So what happens when MC does exactly the opposite and forgets to take care of herself because she’s only worried for V? 

Pt. 1 // Pt.2 // Pt. 3 // Pt. 4

Part: 1/?

Length: 1549 words

Pairing: VxMC 

Warnings: none (so far)

Sorry for any grammatical errors ^^;

She had a constant battle with her eyelids. They desperately wanted to fall and give into much needed sleep but that was a fight that MC refused to lose. After each hour, it became even harder to ward off the sweet temptation of rest all the while letting her body weaken from a lack of hydration. Quite honestly, she could not recall when she last slept a full night. With all the chat rooms opening at bizarre nighttime hours and all the events that had happened, it was not a shock that MC was deprived of sleep.

And that day she absolutely could not afford that luxury.

She sat at Jihyun’s bed side, listening to the steady beep of the heart monitor and the rhythmic workings of his ventilator. Since he came out of his emergency surgery at around six in the afternoon, MC remained by his side, almost like a magnet. No matter how many times she had wanted to get water, she could never find it in her to leave his side even for one moment. Because she left him alone in the mountains, because she let Jihyun convince her to leave before him, Rika gravely injured him. They probably would not be here if MC insisted on accompanying him. Even in the safety of this hospital, she was incapable of separating from him, fearing that the unthinkable could happen. Even if she left him alone only for a few seconds.

That moment was engraved into her memory. It still replayed like a broken VHS cassette. Even if she wanted to stop or forward that memory clip, it always repeated. Rika’s crazed voice and her broken sobs were all too clear in her mind.

His hand was cold under MC’s grip but she hoped she would warm it up. His hands had always been cold since the day they met, she remembered. Laying her head into her other hand, she silently prayed. Prayed for him to wake up and for all of this to be behind them. This was one of the moments her faith strengthened her through adversity.

“Give us this day our daily bread…,” MC whispered her prayer multiple times. The mere act of reciting it soothed her and gave her a feeling of warmth full of assurance. Ending her prayers with an “amen”, MC found herself gasping for air as a cracked sob left her lips, however, no tears ever fell. As much as she hated how Jihyun always took blame for every negative thing, she could not help but be culpable. His life was something she felt responsible for even if she was sacrificing her own health and ignoring her own body’s signals and cries for rest and nutrients. With a weakened voice, MC pleaded, “Please… Wake up. I won’t be okay until you are, Jihyun. Hmm?”

Evidently, her body was not handling well under the stress she was intentionally and brutally exerting on herself. MC was dehydrated to the point of crying without tears, and her limbs were trembling as if she were child who was faced with their worst fear. But she would hold on for him. After all, Jihyun did suffer more than her.

Unaware that Jumin had entered the room, MC began to pray again. At this point, faith was all she had. “Our father who art in heaven. Hallowed be thy name, thy kingdom come, thy will be…”

“Done on earth as it in heaven,” Jumin’s mellow and deep voice registered in MC’s ears, bringing her relief. Being the only one to watch over Jihyun proved to be exhausting given the circumstances she put herself through, so having company around was having a boulder lifted off of her already weakened body.


“He’ll wake up soon. I know him, and I know he’s strong enough to get through this,” he reassured her. Seeing her slumped figure told him everything he needed to know. Laying a gentle hand on her back, Jumin said, “You’ve worked hard. You can rest for now and I’ll watch for him.”

As much as MC wanted to say no, she remembered what Seven, Jumin, and Zen told her in the chat rooms. They did not want to be the ones to explain to Jihyun why MC is not in good health. Surely he would guilt trip them for not caring properly for her. With a small grin, she conceded to his suggestion and said, “Thank you.”

MC would have loved to have a genuine conversation with Jumin as it was their first time meeting in person. However, she was already having a difficult time thinking and much less forming words. Bowing slightly, she left her seat so that she could lie down on the couch near the window, but in that same moment, MC heard the one voice she yearned for.

“Haaa… Where am I… ugh,” Jihyun struggled to speak.

Within a few moments, MC was pulled to his side almost as though a magnetic force beckoned her. Uncaring for her slightly disheveled appearance and weakness upon standing, she stammered with a bittersweet tone to her voice, “The hospital. It’s going to be okay. Jihyun…”

“Welcome back, friend,” Jumin joined in. MC could tell in his voice that he was equally as elated and relieved that Jihyun had awakened.

“… But–ugh.. We were in… the mountains.”

It was heartbreaking to hear Jihyun struggle to speak while enduring the pain of his wounds. However, his voice was slowly fading out from MC’s hearing.

Jumin responded in MC’s stead, “Yes, but we were able to bring you here in time. MC stayed by your side the whole time.”

Jihyun’s eyes went straight to MC at the mention of her name. Words could not describe the relief he felt to know MC was there with him. All self blame aside, it was better to know that she was out of harm’s way or in other words Rika did not harm her. Despite his worsening eyesight, he could still see MC’s exhausted expression as moonlight pooled in from the windows, and he could not deny that he had a knot in his stomach knowing she had put him before her. As he reached out to her hand and came to hold it weakly, he felt her trembling. And she was cold to the touch.

“I-if I’d known Rika was there, or if I had stayed longer,” MC’s voice was barely audible but it was heartbreaking enough for Jihyun. He attempted to strengthen his hold on her hand and that was enough to stop her from saying things she should not.

“Let’s just move… past all this. Please don’t worry so much for me and take care of yourself first,” Jihyun softly grazed his thumb over the back of MC’s hand, an endearing show of his concern. “The worst is over, I promise this time.”

If MC were not so dehydrated, her eyes would have been clouded with tears but that did not stop her from becoming a broken mess as she fell to her knees and looked up at Jihyun, crying out softly, “Thank you.”

For not leaving me behind. For saving me. For staying alive.

Jihyun, while stroking her hair, was having a hard time thinking of just what to say to comfort her, but thankfully, his friend came up with the words for him. “MC, please rest. I can continue watching him now so that you can recover. You don’t have to worry about anything tonight, okay?”

MC nodded weakly and stole a glance of Jihyun with a smile. She acknowledged Jumin’s request, “Alright.”

Unfortunately, MC was unable to lift herself from the ground as she was finally giving in to her body’s need to shut down and recuperate. The trembling in her limbs began to dissipate, and they started to feel numb and cold. Her breathing was no longer regular and started to sound choppy while chills overtook her body. Not even five seconds passed before unconsciousness won the battle, and she collapsed to the rigid, icy floor.

“MC!” Jumin gasped. He knew he should have come earlier and relayed shifts with her. However, he swallowed his guilt and saved those emotions for a less urgent moment.

Both Jumin and Jihyun went cold as they saw MC collapse before their eyes. Jihyun began to yell her name but the pain from his surgery was far too great that he lost his breath. Jumin took responsibility as he immediately pressed the nurse call button and dropped to the floor, to aid MC. He laid her on his lap and was shocked to feel her body so cold. Removing his jacket (for once he was not wearing a suit), he wrapped MC in it. Hoping that MC fainting was only momentary, he exclaimed, “MC, come back to your senses. MC!”

Neither of them could deny that their minds were spiraling. Guilt drowned Jihyun as he watched the nurses race through the door and attend MC. Once Jumin aided the nurses in lifting the unconscious girl from the floor and onto another bed across the room, he anxiously slid his hand through his hair while his mind was racing. It was hard enough knowing his friend was terribly wounded and had just come out of a fairly long surgery. 

But seeing MC like this was worse.

To be continued…

Pt. 1 // Pt. 2 // Pt. 3 // Pt. 4

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Updated as of 19/October/2017

Newest work: Right of Way Seven

What my tray looks like typically (I try to sequence works in this manner): 

  1. Series: Right of Way, Carpe Diem
  2. One-shots: One PWP, one plot-heavy
  3. Drabbles: Ineffable, The Big Yellow School Bus, Number 23

NOTE: IF YOU SEE MY STUFF OTHER THAN TUMBLR AND AO3, PLEASE TELL ME! All fics are rated M for Mature (in short, they’re all smut). Sorry for any missed grammatical errors. Enjoy. :) Alternatively, you can browse all my fics via this tag.

Park Jimin


☆ Patience is a Virtue

Summary: Park Jimin made your life difficult as a “coordi-noona”, always being late and being fuzzy with his make-up. So you retaliate.

☆ Ineffable (my personal favorite)

Summary: You’ve only bared your body to Jimin. The one time you do, you find yourself baring your soul to him, far more than you bargained for.

Number 23 (Maknae Line x Reader)

Summary: Your good friends - Taehyung, Jimin and Jungkook - find your bucket list and help you fulfill the 23rd item.


☆ Right of Way (feat. Jungkook) (IN PROGRESS) >> Prologue || One || Two || Three || Four || Five || Six  || Seven

Summary: Things were simple: your best friend was Jungkook’s girlfriend while your boyfriend, Jimin, was Jungkook’s best friend. In reality, things weren’t always that simple. And mutually exclusive.

Kim Taehyung



Summary: You crash at Bangtan’s dorm after your apartment has a gas leak. The thing is Taehyung’s the only member there to keep you company. In more ways than one.

Number 23 (Maknae Line x Reader)

Summary: Your good friends - Taehyung, Jimin and Jungkook - find your bucket list and help you fulfill the 23rd item.


Slow Burn (COMPLETED!)  >> One  || Two || Three

Summary: He was just supposed to be one of those clients. But then he gives you a night you’ll never forget.

Jeon Jungkook


☆ The Big Yellow School Bus 

Summary: Just when you thought you’ve settled in your new skin, your favorite bar gets invaded by the masculine, pine scent of a young man you used to call your fuckbuddy.

Drabbles: Dinnertime Madness

Number 23 (Maknae Line x Reader)

Summary: Your good friends - Taehyung, Jimin and Jungkook - find your bucket list and help you fulfill the 23rd item.


Right of Way (feat. Jimin) (IN PROGRESS) >> Prologue || One || Two || Three || Four || Five || Six  || Seven

Summary: Things were simple: your best friend was Jungkook’s girlfriend while your boyfriend, Jimin, was Jungkook’s best friend. In reality, things weren’t always that simple. And mutually exclusive.

Kim Namjoon


Coming soon.


Covenant (COMPLETED!) >> One || Two || Three  || Four || Five || Six || Seven || Eight

Summary: You are betrothed to Kim Namjoon, the heir of a real estate mogul. To say that it was a fairytale romance would be erroneous. You’re instead loped in the sad tale of the rich and melancholy. 

Jung Hoseok


As You Are 

(warnings: drug abuse, alcoholism, suicide mention, self-harm, domestic violence)

Summary: You’re not the girl for Jung Hoseok. Him - who was sunshine and daisies and fireworks. You - who were back-alley darkness and used needles and burnt cigarettes. But he doesn’t care. And you fucking hate yourself for it.


Coming soon.

Min Yoongi


Coming soon.


Carpe Diem >> One || Two

Summary: You’re not Min Yoongi’s first love. But you just could possibly be his last.

Kim Seokjin


☆ Inertia (AU to Ineffable)

Summary:  How do you move from friends to lovers? That’s the million-dollar question as you’ve fallen desperately in love with your childhood friend, Jin. And to make things worse, he’s smitten with another petite brunette who’s everything but you. How do you move from friends to lovers? You wished you knew.


Coming soon.



Number 23 (Maknae Line x Reader)

Summary: Your good friends - Taehyung, Jimin and Jungkook - find your bucket list and help you fulfill the 23rd item.


Right of Way (Jimin x Reader; Jungkook x Reader) (IN PROGRESS)  >> Prologue || One || Two || Three || Four|| Five|| Six || Seven

Summary: Things were simple: your best friend was Jungkook’s girlfriend while your boyfriend, Jimin, was Jungkook’s best friend. In reality, things weren’t always that simple. And mutually exclusive.

Why do some people in the Bughead fandom feels the need to dismiss Varchie? Are y'all ok? So someone from the cast say “They’re definitely the more passionate couple” and confirms that they’re gonna have a lot of sex scenes, y'all freaks out to the point of mememing the quote and laugh about it like it’s not true. I’m both a Bughead and Varchie shipper and I do think Varchie is a passionate ship. I understand that not everyone is gonna agree and it’s your right so maybe just ignore it and move on lol. More than anyone in the Riverdale fandom, Bughead shippers are the one whose getting the most hate and what some of you are doing with Varchie is the exactly same thing that the antis does. We’re getting 22 episodes, Bughead will get a lot of good scenes and moments. BH was the center of season 1, I truly think it’s time for Varchie to shine and have the development y'all were complaining they didn’t have. The BH fandom is so pure??? And now y'all spread hate??? I just don’t get it. Does it never come to y'all mind that maybe there’s Varchie shippers or even Barchie & Beronica shippers who also love BH, they go to the tag or a BH blog and then saw hates towards a ship they love. Multishippers exist.

“i like him” || newt scamander

Originally posted by zuzalou

word count: 2361

summary: slytherin!reader x newt scamander

author’s note: okay, so i deleted “cliché” because i didn’t really like how it turned out. so i deleted it, and rewrote it.. and now it’s this! so if you like it, tell me :) . enjoy! (sorry for any grammatical errors)

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My Funny Valentine

Requests: Open!

A/N: English is not my maternal language, sorry if this has any grammatical errors.  

A/N#2: The story is inspired by a scene between Richard and Adele (in episode 12 of the 8th season of Grey’s Anatomy) and the song’ My funny Valentine’ by Frank Sinatra.

A/N#3: The words in Russian were translated with the Google translator.

Characters: Bucky, Fem!reader, Tony (mentioned).

Pairing: Bucky x Fem!reader.

Genre: Romance (a bit), fluff, drama, angst.

Warnings: Violence, blood…

Originally posted by perfectfeelings

Originally posted by wintersthighs

“I’m so tired!” said Y/N as she finished putting on her pajamas. “It’s been a good day, don’t you think, Buck?” she asked as she lay in bed with her husband.

“It’s been a great day.” Bucky said with a smile. “But tomorrow will be better.” he said, while he was sitting in bed.

“Tomorrow is our anniversary.” said the young girl with a sweet smile as she hugged her boy on the back.

“A year since we got married.” Barnes said in a sweet tone. “We have survived the worst. They say the first year of marriage is the most complicated.”

“We’ve passed the test, Sergeant.” said Y/N while kissing Bucky’s back.

“Doll.” Buck called his wife.

“Hmm? What’s going on?” she asked as she hugged him from his back.

“Tomorrow we’re not leaving this bed at any time.” said the sergeant as he turned around to face the girl.

“Why so sure of it, huh?” she mocked him as she looked him in the eye.

“Because we have to take advantage of Stark’s leaving us his mansion. He knew it was gonna happen tomorrow.” Bucky spoke as he kissed Y/N on the neck.

“I suppose so.” the woman grimaced out before laughing. “They know perfectly well we make a lot of noise, that’s why we’ve been thrown out of the compound in an elegant way.”

Bucky laughed at the comment of the love of his life.

“Still, believe me, they’ll listen to us even if we’re far from them.” said Buck with a wicked smile.

“Uhg…” muttered Y/N as she lay down on Bucky and hid her face in his neck. “Honey, you’re the best.”

“What are you talking about now, Y/N?”

“You’re the best thing after a exhausting day.” the young woman whispered.

“Oh yeah?” Barnes questioned.

“Uh-huh… Because you’re soooo comfortable, you give me warmth, and I’m crazy about your caresses, baby.” answered Y/N as she kissed her man’s neck.

“I see.” Bucky said as he bit his lower lip. “You’re still forgetting something, babydoll.”

“What?” she asked, surprised as she rested her chin on Buck’s chest, and looked him in the eye.

“That I’m a great kisser.” he said as if it were the most obvious.

“Ha. I see…” she laughed before posing a sweet kiss on her husband’s lips.

She moaned during the kiss.

“See? I’m right.”

“Oh yes, you do. You’re a great kisser, James.”

It was 3:38 in the morning.

“No. Not again…” the girl whispered as she opened her eyes.

Y/N woke up with a bad feeling. She felt it in his chest. Something was wrong. She felt heavy breathing and an anxious feeling of worry.

She turned around to see Bucky, to see if he was all right. And so it was. He slept peacefully in an uncomfortable posture for his wife’s opinion.

She smiled at the sight of it, she kissed him on the forehead. Buck seemed to feel the show of affection and smiled as he whispered something that the young woman did not understand.

Y/N shook his head to try and put aside the feeling that was still inside her. She took Buck’s shirt that was on the floor and put it on. She loved to steal his man’s clothes, especially when he was going on a mission, and well, not gonn lie, even when she was going on a mission she took a t-shirt of his with her, just to feel close to him.

She walked to the door of the huge room and took a look at Bucky, who was now snoring soundly. Before leaving the room, she took the gun that she hid in the bedside table.

Better safe than sorry.

He stepped out of the room and moved cautiously down the long corridor. The sensation continued to devour her from the inside. When she reached the stairs leading up to the entrance of the mansion, she peered carefully before going down. Once downstairs and after checking the entire ground floor, she took a breath of air and went to the kitchen where she took a cold glass of water and wet her face to try to relieve herself.

Y/N sighed as she leaned against the fridge and sat on the floor. She stared at the gun in her hands and sighed again.

That’s when she felt the cannon of a gun leaning against his left temple.

“Put the gun down. Turn around on your knees and put your hands on your head.” said a male voice with a strong Russian accent.

“You gotta be kidding me.” said Y/N as she turned around to turn her back on the individual, who ended up getting shot in the head as he had lowered his guard, when he saw that she was doing what he had ordered her to do. “You Hydra’s are getting more and more boring.” commented Y/N before rushing to their room.

She knew what they wanted. They wanted The Winter Soldier.

Once she came into the room, as soon as she walked through the door, she received a severe blow to the head that caused her to fall to the ground and be stunned. Everything was spinning around, she saw double.

“I see my partner has been defeated. By a woman.” she heard another male voice that didn’t know anything about.

“James…” she whispered as she saw her husband was awake but paralyzed. “What have you done to him?” the young Avenger cried anguishedly. “What have you done to my husband!?”

“Darling, believe me, he won’t be your husband again.” the HYDRA Agent made fun of her who began to lose her nerves. “You’ll lose him forever.”

“Shut up…” she whispered helplessly before trying to get off the ground.

Hydra’s agent was quicker than she was and injected something that completely paralyzed her. Y/N fell to the ground, the Agent grabbed her arms and leaned her against the wall.

“You can see everything better there, don’t you think?” said the man with a dark smile. “Now, if you don’t mind, I’ll proceed with my mission.”

“James… I’m sorry.” whispered Y/N helplessly as she cried as she knew what was coming next.

“Y/N…” Bucky whispered as he looked at his wife. “I love you.”

“желание (Longing), ржaвый (Rusted)…” the Agent began to say, then Bucky began his internal struggle.

“No…. No, Stop! NO!” James began to scream as he heard the words.

“No…. Please, stop it! Please!” the woman tried to stop the Hydra man while she cried loudly.

He aughed. “Семнадцать (Seventeen)… Рассвет (Daybreak), Печь (Furnace)…” the man continued saying while Y/N watched as her husband suffered.

“Stop it! Leave him alone, leave him alone!” she kept begging. “If you don’t leave him alone, you’ ll… I’ll kill!” whispered the girl now in anger. “I’ll FUCKING KILL YOU!” she cried, still unable to move.

“I’ll have the Winter Soldier kill you in a way that you suffer a lot. How never before” said the Agent with a sadistic smile. “And well…. Just in case, I think this will be necessary to shut you up for a while.” he said before he punched Y/N in the face, which stunned her even more.

She felt the blood fall from her face after the blow that she received, preventing her from opening her right eye.

“Девять (Nine), добросердечный (Benign), возвращение на родину (Homecoming),
Один (One)…” continued Hydra’s agent, while Bucky seemed to have stopped fighting already. “грузовой вагон (Freightcar).” he finished saying.

Y/N was watching the scene with a lot of fear, she was really afraid of the fact that she had lost Bucky, after all they had been through.

Hydra’s agent approached Bucky and injected him with something to restore his mobility. Bucky, with his lost and lifeless gaze, sat on the edge of the bed, waiting to receive his orders.

“James… Bucky…” cried Y/N.

“солдат? (Soldier?)” the man asked, addressing Bucky.

“готовы соблюдать (Ready to comply).” Barnes said with his gaze still blank.

“Your mission, soldat, is…” the man looked at Y/N with a sick smile. “Kill her, but slowly.”

Bucky got out of bed and walked to his wife’s place slowly. Y/N began to cry even more out of fear about what would happen to Buck if he came to his senses and discovered that he had killed the love of his life himself.

The young woman closed her eyes tightly and then felt Bucky’s cold metal hand on her neck. He began to exert pressure and she began to despair because she couldn’t fight, she couldn’t move.

Bucky grabbed her and shoved her into bed, released her from the grip, and she caught her breath desperately as she tried to move. Just getting a little arm movement.

“Kill her any way you want, soldat. Rather, do whatever you want. You’ve earned it for everything you’ve done for HYDRA.” said the officer as he sat on one of the armchairs in the room, so he could watch the show.

Bucky took the weapon that Y/N had previously carried and pointed at her head. He positioned himself on the woman, sitting on her hips so that he could have a wider view of her face.

“Honey… James…” she whispered as she tried to look for the Soldier’s gaze. “I love you.” she said as a tear fell down her cheek.

“You’re not going to do anything, Soldat?” asked the Agent with a curious smile.

The room was silent for a few moments, until the girl broke it.

“My… My funny valentine…”
Sweet comic… valentine.
You make me smile… with my heart…“ began to sing Y/N as  kept looking for Barnes’ look, who seemed lost in his thoughts.

The HYDRA man started laughing hysterically as he watched the scene. He found it hilarious, that Y/N, who was about to be murdered at the hands of her own husband - now the very bloodthirsty Winter Soldier - started singing an old Frank Sinatra song. “This is really funny.” he commented.

“Your looks… are laughable.
Unphotographable…” Y/N managed to carry her hand to Bucky’s face, who brought the weapon even closer to her forehead.

Bucky was starting to get confused, he didn’t know what he was doing. The HYDRA man noticed that, he stood up and approached the couple.

“Finish her off! That’s an order!” said the man as he picked up his weapon and pointed to Y/N. “It’s your mission! Finish her off!”

Y/N ignored what the agent said and tried to make eye contact with Buck. “Yet you are my favourite… work of art.” she kept singing.

Bucky stared at her confusedly and pushed the weapon slightly away from Y/N. She sighed with relief.

The officer looked at Bucky confusedly, began to get nervous and pointed at him with the gun. “Soldat! Finish your mission!”

“Is your figure less… than greek…” continued singing the girl but this time in a whisper. “Is your mouth…”

“A little weak…” Bucky whispered as he stared at his wife. He was still confused and couldn’t remember her. He was so lost.

Y/N smiled slightly at the sight of Bucky’s reaction to the song, which implied that somewhere inside the Winter soldier, her husband was struggling to get back to her.

The officer grabbed Bucky by the shoulders and pulled him away from the young woman, to whom he pointed the gun.

“I’m sick of this stupid game!” he exclaimed as he prepared to pull the trigger, but Bucky prevented him from doing so as he was now pointing his gun at him. “Put that gun down!” the Agent demanded. “If you don’t do as I say, believe me, the punishment you’ll get will be worse. Worse than anything you’ve been through so far, soldat!”

Bucky blinked confusedly for a moment, as he seemed to be meditating something. Then he did it. He shot to the HYDRA man in the head. He killed him.

The body of the man fell upon Y/N who had remained silent as she watched the scene.

“James…” she called her husband, he looked at her confused. “I need you to hand me that syringe over there, please.” he asked as he pointed to the table next to Barnes, who was standing in front of the bed.

Buck did what she asked him to do. Y/N, taking advantage of the arm that could move, she put the injection in the other arm and in a matter of seconds she could move again.

Bucky, who seemed mentally exhausted from the confusion, he dropped to his knees as he took his hands to his face.

He didn’t know what to think. He didn’t know who he really was, I
He was so lost.

Y/N approached him and hugged the man. Bucky started out tense, but then his girl started singing again and he relaxed slightly.

“When you open it to speak
Are you smart?” continued to sing Y/N as she stroked the Sergeant’s back. “But… dont change a hair… for me…”

“Not if you… care for me…?” continued to sing Bucky in a whisper, even with doubt. But he was still beginning to clear up mentally.

Bucky broke the hug and looked Y/N in the eye.

“Stay little valentine… stay.” both of them sing in a whisper. “Each day is valentines… day.” Bucky finished singing.

Y/N smiled as she stroked Barnes’ cheek, who seemed to have come to his senses.

“I’m sorry, honey. Sorry I hurt you again.” Bucky whispered as he hid his face in his wife’s neck and began to cry softly.

“Our wedding day.” commented Y/N with a sweet smile. “I knew I had chosen the right person to spend the rest of my life with. You didn’t hurt me, James. It’s not your fault what happened, my love. You… You saved me, if it weren’t for you, that man would have killed me.” she said to his ear.

Barnes heard that and took her face and kissed her gently, with sweetness and love. “You were the most beautiful bride I’ve ever seen.” Bucky whispered against Y/N’s lips and then he leaned his forehead against hers. “In our first dance, they played ‘My funny Valentine’.”

The young woman nodded slightly as she held her hand on her man’s cheek. “Because we got married on Valentine’s Day.”

“Happy Valentine’s Day, baby. Happy anniversary.” said the Sergeant before holding her tightly. “I love you, Y/N.”

And Y/N laugh like a teenager in love. “I love you, too, James. So much…”

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No Light, No Light

Bucky Barnes X Reader oneshot

Words: 1427

Characters: Reader, Bucky Barnes, Steve Rogers, Natasha Romanoff (mentioned), Clint Barton (mentioned), Loki Laufeyson (mentioned)

Warnings: Winter Soldier being triggered, Hydra jerks, violence, kissing, bad writing, ends with fluff.

Author’s Note: Hi there! I am working on requests but thought I would go ahead and post this that I wrote a while ago. This imagine was inspired by the song No Light, No Light by Florence + The Machine, which I love. I hope you like it! (This is basically un-edited by the way, sorry.) Sorry for any spelling or grammatical errors. Enjoy!


Originally posted by evansmaximoff

(All gif credit to owners. Also, I do not own any of the characters in this one-shot, only the story itself.)

Bright blue eyes.

One of the things you loved most about James Buchanan Barnes, your teammate that you were slowly falling in love with.

But that is not what you were seeing now.

It started out as a seemingly mundane mission. Get into the HYDRA base, retrieve intel, get out. Simple, right? Wrong!

“(Y/N), have you gotten to the intel yet,” asked Steve through the comms system.

“Not yet, Cap. I’m still tring to crack the firewall.”

“Well you better hurry,” Bucky interrupted, “I’m almost out of ammunition and it looks like these HYDRA goons will just keep coming.”

“Trying my best,” you huffed out.

While you were hacking the mainframe, Bucky managed to be seperated from his best friend. Steve was able to fight off the agents nearest him and made his way to you. As you were putting away the thumb drive full of information, Steve found his way to the computer room.

“Glad you finally made it, Stevie. Ready to leave?” you asked the captain.

“We’ve gotta find Buck first (Y/N),” Steve snapped at you, “We can’t leave without him.”

“Let’s find him then. We’ll stick together, check the east wing first. Maybe Barnes just got… Lost…” you trailed off as a dark presence made itself known. Steve noticed this and turned around from where he was standing facing you.

Standing before you was the Winter Soldier, an obvious difference from Bucky Barnes. The light in his beautiful eyes was gone, replaced by a darkness you had only seen once before. This is not Bucky, this is Winter.

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Langst; Death!fic

So I found this poem/quote, and then this happened.

Enjoy this little fanfic, I am really sorry for any grammatical errors. English isn´t my first language.

“All our wishes and prayers, falling on deaf ears” 

Lances pained cries fallen upon deaf ears, his tear streaked face looked upon the sky.
He was hit, his adornment  had a gaping hole that keept bleeding.
“Lance, Shut up! We can’t come get you, only because you´re ´tierd´. So man up and pull yourself togheter and stop being dramatic.” came Keiths voice through the coms, so Lance might had been complaining a bit, but he was still serious now. Keith sounded really angry, but why would´t he? Lance did fuck up and Keith was stressed and running on little to nothing on sleep. Lance had ended up now bleeding too death, with no one coming because they thought he was just being dramatic. Lance wished he was more serious, maybe he could have another fate then this.

Lance pained sigh escaped trough his lips as he turned off his coms. Lance only wished he could do more for the team, be someone his team was proud of instead of a 7th weal. Someone strong, someone who did´t fuck up everything and didn´t annoy everyone all the time. Someone who was not Lance. He could only pray for his death too be less painful.

“All our hopes, aspirations, but no-one left to hear”

When Lance was young he looked up to many people, but the one he looked up the most too was Shiro. His dream was to be like him, to be someone could give new hopes too people and help them. But Lance was neither off them.

Lance had seen all the holes in the plan Allura and Pigde had made, but he was just asked to be silent when he tried to help. He was a sniper after all so he saw the one place they forgot the garla could fit a sniper in. So in the end he was someone no one listened too, so he took the hit that was aimed for Keith, wile he actually ran too the next garla and the nexts one. Leaving Lance behign.

“Yet as we fall through the darkness, we make one final plea”

Lance didn´t blame the other paladins for the way they acted, Lance himself didn´t like him either. Lance had hated himself for a long time, no wonder the other paladins did too. But it still hurt, he just wanted to be liked.
Lance could hear Blues distressed voice, calling out too him. Her pleading voice for him not to close his eyes, but he was cold and tired. He smiled sadly and started to talk to blue in a calm pained but sad voice. “It´s alright Blue, I don´t think I´ll make it.” Her sad voice rang trough their mind link.  “I know Blue, I love you too. But please don´t think this their fault.” Lance begged her. He know she was angry at them for not coming at his aid when he was in desperat need for help, when he did it too the others all the time. “Blue, when I´m gone please take care of them. I want you to let Allura in if you don´t find another better paladin. I want you to make sure everyone is okay.”
Lance was crying freely with a few ugly sobs as he was going numb. Suddenly a tiredness came over Lance. He knew he was at his last few breaths as he closed his eyes, and feel into a deep sleep he never woke up from. His last thought  was about the other paladins and his family back home in Cuba. Lance died with a red puffy face, but a smile at his lips, because now he didn´t have to bother the others.

“That we may be sent an angel who will set our souls free”

“We did it! Good work team!” Shiros voice rang trough the coms, as the other paladins cheered. “Lance whats your status?” Shiro asked, the last he had heard off him was his and Keiths arguing over the coms, after that he had gone silence. “Don´t worry too much about him Shiro. He is probably just offended Keith told him off” Pidge said trough the coms. “Hunk, Lance is closer too you so can you go and get him?” Pidge asked. Hunk went to Lance, but after some time his distressed voiced rang trough the coms “L-Lance! Oh god, no no no no” The other paladins came running to Hunk, and froze in their steps. 

There in Hunks hands laid Lance, with dried tears on his face. A smal smile pulling at his lips, but he was cold. Keith stod there frozen as he came to realization, Lance had died hours ago. When he had tried too get help and Keith had brushed him off as it was nothing.

Lance was someone who glued the team togheter, and now he was gone.