still catched the train on time

I- I just can’t get over Zuko and his arc. Everything he did - everything - was out of this insane drive to prove everyone wrong, to prove that he was worth something, and it amazes me that he never realized just how valuable he already was. 

His sister tells him ‘You waste all your time playing with knives. You’re not even good!’ and he masters dual swords.

Originally posted by tim5555

His sister is a prodigy and he’s told he’ll never catch up. He learns from dragons. He trains the Avatar. He takes her down (with the help of a very skilled waterbender)

Originally posted by yipyipmotherfuckers

He’s left behind by his mother, cast out by his father, hunted by his sister, and Zuko still learns unconditional love. 

Originally posted by how-do-you-do-the-do

His father tells him he’s worthless and unloved, that he was ‘lucky to be born,’ and he becomes a man that the world is proud of. 

Originally posted by avatarwaterbender

Anything his family said to him, he managed to turn around and build on it. He thrived on it, exploded from it, turned all the negativity into a positive path and it’s just… it’s amazing.

There’s just no end to my love for this character. No fucking end. 

Bonus: The weak, banished prince has fangirls for all the ages. Take that, Ozai.

Originally posted by chatnoirs-baton

“I graduated more than one thousand kids from elementary school. I’d still be teaching but my eyes went bad. It’s such an important time in a child’s life. It’s when they learn speech, grammar, and how to pay attention. It’s when the tree gets its roots. If you’re taught wrong in elementary school, you’ll be trying to catch that train for the rest of your life.”

(St. Petersburg, Russia)

Laundry Room (M)

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader 
Genre: Smut. 
Word count: 3.1k 

Part one: Kitchen Counter. Part three: The Club.

Summary: He was about to dive back in for your mouth, but you successfully held his jaw so he couldn’t move in any further, leaving your lips only inches apart. “Your sister’s down the hall.” You whispered against his mouth. He groaned in disapproval of you trying to reject him before speaking again, “She’s not gonna come in here.” 

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Football Jack and ballet Bitty

Filed under: WIP AUs buried in my docs, collecting dust and not doing anybody any good. Time to air some out. 4.4k (how??) and rated T

Bitty leans against the barre, relieved to watch the lumbering group of football players stomping out of his upstairs studio. The first of ten ballet lessons had gone about as he’d expected; listening to them complain. The rest was convincing them to get into first, second, and third positions. An easy start, but with the amount of people in the room it warmed up quick. One fan isn’t near enough to combat the body heat piled on top of the Georgian summer. He leans into the weak flow of air as they leave, some offering him a weak ‘thanks, Junior,’ before sprinting to their freedom.  

He wants to be positive about this. After all, how long has he wanted his father to validate his interest in something other than football? Bitty spent so long twisting ballet into something his father could relate to: flexibility, precision, strength. It took some time. It took a lot of time, until Bitty took a teaching job and Coach couldn’t pretend his son would snap out of it and lace up his cleats once more. Having Bitty teach his boys - it’s a peace offering, and Bitty’s not going to turn it away. He’ll just have to buy some air fresheners.

“Not so bad, eh?”

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dating steve rogers would include:

(authors note: so my last post received amazing feedback (at least i think it was amazing feedback) and thank you so much for that!! so now i’m testing out my luck once more and hoping this will also receive positive feedback as well. also i need ideas¡ so please don’t be shy to leave a request and i’ll gladly attempt to do your request. once again i draw inspiration from other wonderful writers and i do not own these characters. tysm for the support)

-steve just adores you SO much

-“umm stevie??”

-“yes darling?”

-“would you please stop stating st me while i’m eating my cereal?”

-“sorry doll, i can’t stop myself”

-training with steve

-but he doesn’t want to hit you

-and you don’t want to hit him

-so you end up arguing

-“come on steve! just hit me! how am i supposed to defend myself on the battlefield?!”

-“i don’t wanna hurt you, doll.”

-so you end up training with natasha who actually helps

-you catch steve talking to natasha after practice about you

-“hey, natasha. go a bit easy on my y/n if you can. i still wanna be able to see her/his beautiful face everyday still.”

-natasha promising steve she’ll go easier on you next time

-you would have to find a new training partner

-if you couldn’t tell, steve was VERY protective

-he’s literally prepared to fight anyone who flirts with you

-in fact, last week, he almost killed the poor barista who smiled at you

-whenever anyone is watching, he needs to make sure that they know that you’re HIS

-he does this by pulling you as close as he can and planting a kiss on your lips

-he LOVES to squeeze your ass

-when you’re cuddling, he loves to be the big spoon

-but if he had a nightmare, you would gladly be the big spoon

-spending your free time teaching steve to adjust to the 21st century

-steve finding his doppelgänger

-“doll, who is this chris evans man, and why does he look like me?”

-steve learning slang and memes

-steve suddenly using what he’s learned on missions


-sam bursting into a fit of giggles and he can’t breathe

-vision saying “according to my sources, that meme is very old, captain rogers.”

-the entire team supporting your relationship

-“have you fondued yet??!”

-“WANDA THAT IS DISGUSTING! but the answer is yes.”

-and my oh my, when you guys fondued, it was f a n t a s t i c

-steve could either go so rough your bed breaks, or so gentle it feels like you’re on cloud 9

-and my oh my does that boy knows what he’s doing

-his tongue knows exactly where to go

-steve always making sure you’re okay afterwards


-“i’ll have 3 chicken crunchwrap supremes please.”

-“but stevie theres only two of us..”

-“oh and 1 chicken chalupa too please.”

-wearing captain america merch to piss him off

-but in the end of the day, he loves you so very much

Originally posted by mr-eatme

I wrote things about you because you gave me the slightest bit of hope in this world, that despite the hurricane, there’s some good in this life. I wrote things about you because you gave me a little bit of love, or at least what I thought was love, and I wanted so much more. I wrote things about you because I wanted you to be different, I wanted you to give me the love that I gave you, I wanted you to stay…

But like all things in this life, the truth starts unraveling and all of sudden it hits you like a freight train - what was once there might’ve been just your imagination this whole entire time. And you feel foolish, because you gave your all and he gave you nothing.

And so I still write things about you, not because I still love you, but because I remember what it felt like to have someone drown you, scratching at the air just to catch a breath without even laying a finger on you. I remember what it felt like having all this faith in the world, but slowly one by one, physically seeing it start to get smaller and smaller until it’s just a piece of dust sitting in the middle of your palm. I remember what it felt like to see the light in your eyes, what it felt like to hear all those never ending promises, what it felt like to be loved.

And I remember how you left; not a word, not a sound, just footsteps out the door leaving me with a burning throat and cracks in my heart to carry on with.

Yeah I remember all of that. Doesn’t mean I love you, doesn’t mean I still want you. It just means you let me live, and it just means that I know how to survive when people like you come around next time.

—  c.f. // “i don’t love you anymore, but you’ll always carry a piece of me with you”

“I deleted your number from my phone month and months ago so that I wouldn’t text you in the late night. I know you sleep well, and fully throughout the night, and you grew sad and distanced yourself each morning you woke to find my frustration, years too late. I unfriended you on Facebook because you liked all the posts I put up, the happy ones, the good ones, the fun ones. I trained my brain to forget your last name. I taught myself not to think of your eyes. Or the shape of your collar bones. I now can proudly say I don’t think of you late at night when I stare at the light coming in my bedroom windows.”

I’m trying to slow time, and stay still enough so that I don’t wreck anything. That I don’t turn any of the good let in my life into something negative. 

I’m writing everything down lately. Because I don’t trust my memory to catch all the good and bad. It’s like a recently mended net, about to test it’s new strength. 

I hate writing K’s and G’s in my handwriting. I like writing L’s and S’s. I bought a spray bottle at the dollar store and filled it up with water and eucalyptus essential oil. I’ve been burning lavender incense and spraying my pillows with the eucalyptus water. I’ve rearranged my bookcase, and listened to an old FM radio. I searched for a station that didn’t have commercials for about 20 mins. My internet had been down some 24 hours at that point and I just needed a little something in my ears.

I’ve been gone 11 days, and now my cats don’t leave me alone. They come, twirling and dancing between my feet as I walk around surveying this apartment I missed. Each tiny and large thing put in a place that feels right, at least for now.  

In college I would repaint my studio apartment’s walls in the middle of the night because I needed a bit of a change. I would rearrange pillows, shelves and furniture because it felt better thinking about how I’d never been kissed. How I’d never known the touch of a trusted lover. Now I do it because it feels good to seek and find solace and comfort here, away from the world outside. 

I’m not sorry that I’ve allowed certain men take root in my memories. Idaho with his grumbling, growling, and breathtaking smile, his declarations. Brown eyes with the way his mouth moved when he talked and his tattoos, and his love of achingly soft music. The midwest gent for his attentive nature, patience, and his stoicism. My southern best friend who made me laugh like no other, with goofy memorable moments of pride and care, his strength. My contractor ex, nationally ranked rugby boyfriend who lived in the Poconos and who made me feel delicate, womanly, but who trusted me with a hammer and power tools. The tall gangly boy who grew into a handsome man, one night to take my hand late at night in his sports car only to whispered beautiful words of praise besides a lake under the moonlight some miles later. 

But that’s because I sometimes forget the bad associated with each. Or the bad I brought to them. 

I’m sitting on the floor, my legs have fallen asleep and I know I should shed my clothes and crawl into my bed. I should make a list of all I want to accomplish tomorrow, and I should, I should, I should, I should. 

I think I’ll soak in the tub, or change my sheets and get into bed and play a song that starts slow and sad, but builds in my chest like road trip views where you get surprised by a great landscape after the same sad thing miles and miles. Just one more hill. Just one more hike, one more mile, until you’re closer. I’m closer.

Everyday, I am thankful for those who have loved me, and who have allowed me to love them, even if it wasn’t enough for either of us in the long run. Because I’m learning to love myself more, and more. Learning to call myself out on my bullshit. Learning that exciting things happen every day, that I can make exciting things happen, worthwhile things.  

That one day, doesn’t matter how soon, all these memories, all this growth will mean a more successful relationship with another extraordinary person. With my extraordinary person. Who will grow with me. That will take me as I am, a person capable of greatness, even if that greatness is just great according to each of us, and the small things I do to affect others positively. 

I just have to breathe in, make several small movements that turn into larger ones, exhale, then do it all over again. 

it hurts until it doesn’t pt. 1

Pairing: Reader x Yoongi

Genre: Angst, smut

Word Count: 5.5k

Originally posted by talk-me-down-troye

part 1 part 2

You could feel your phone start to vibrate deep in the pocket of your coat as you fumbled with your keys and trying to balance your grocery bags in your hands. “Fuck.” You mumbled as the sounds of a bag ripping echoes through the hallway. By the time you managed to save your bananas and unlock your front door your phone had stopped.

The game of phone tag had been going on since Yoongi left for his work trip the week before and you hoped that when you called him back that he would still be on the other line. But your heart sank when the line kept ringing, only to have him pick up at the last second.

“Hey babe.” He said flatly. The syllables running off his tongue as if his thoughts were on autopilot.

You sank down in your chair, preparing for another conversation where neither of you actually say how you’re really feeling. Speaking in empty words to continue to pretend that things were still going strong between the two of you. “How is the album coming along?” You asked as you always do when Yoongi is away for work.

Yoongi sighed through the line and you could almost see him running his fingers through his messy hair, “The album is done. I’m just wrapping up the last of the mixing. I’m catching a flight home tomorrow”

Even through all the awkwardness your heart still skipped a beat at the mention of the word home. “Do you want me to pick you up?” You asked, trying to mask the hopefulness in your voice.

He paused, and you held your breath hoping that maybe he would have changed his mind, “No, it’s okay. My flight won’t be getting in until late and I don’t want you to have to take the train by yourself. I’ll just catch a cab home”

You couldn’t remember the last time he let you pick him up from the airport. You remembered how your heart used to race when he would text you that he landed. Even if Yoongi was only gone for a few days seeing him come down the escalators was enough to send your heart into a tailspin, “Oh, okay. Will you let me know when you’ve boarded and when you get in? Just to make sure you’re safe”

Yoongi’s yawn echoed through the phone, “I will. But I should get back to work. I love you”

“I love you too” were the only words that escaped your lips before the line on the other end went dead.

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Spy au! Part 3

Shout out to @merchant-of-aegis for being a big helping me! Ok so here’s part three:

•Shiro and Allura wants to make sure that the bond hasn’t been too affected from Lance’s undercover mission. (And if Shiro is low key planning on trying to find out what happened happened between Lance and Keith, he doesn’t say anything)

•But Lance won’t do it. Refuses to. Says that he isn’t ready to try and patch things up with Keith. Let alone let the others see what he went through.

•And of course Shiro lectures Lance that he shouldn’t hide from whatever happened between him and keith, that as long as there is a rift between them, it’s going to be way harder to form voltron. He goes in to saying that everyone is worried about him and that need to know what happened.

•Lance’s response is “why don’t you ask Keith? He knows what he did.” And leaves the training deck. *Dramatically exits stage left*

•The others look at Keith and he tells them that he’ll show them what happened. And this now everyone knows why Lance is pissed off at Keith, and don’t exactly blame him.(Hunk definitely gave him some killer stares for a few days afterwards)

•But they only know what Keith saw, not afterwards. And Shiro does intend to find out.

•Of course it’s hard to catch him off guard after that. He usually only comes out of wherever he’s been hiding to eat, shower and train. And even then he does this in the middle of the night, when everyone is asleep. The only other times they see him is if he’s with Pidge and Hunk, and even then he won’t answer any questions.

•It’s a few days after this that the others find out about his spine being replaced. Poor Hunk walked in while Lance was drying off from a shower

•He still avoids questions about it and about the mission. He’ll only ever talk about it if he has information that will help them in missions

•But Shiro is finally able to get him alone. He does ask any questions, he doesn’t press for information. He just hugs him and tells him that he’s glad that he made it out alive

•Lance breaks down. It’s been a long time coming, and Shiro holds him though it. Lance babbles about how much it hurt to be the enemy, to have his friend hate him, how much The Fall crushed him( figuratively? Physically? Both? Who knows)

•After that, lance will go to Shiro, or Hunk, whenever he feels ready to talk about what he had to do and went through with the Galra. But it’s always hard to get him to start, and they can never tell what happened when.

•It’s always little information that they have to piece together to get a real timeline of events. But it’s worth it, to be able to know what Lance’s time with the Galra is really like.

Here is some smaller details and other things that I wanted to slip in that I didn’t get to in my other posts:

•Lance and Allura definitely have a close relationship with each other after the mission. Not romantic, all platonic. Think brother/sister kind of relationship

•Allura is definitely overprotective of Lance once he gets back, especially after she sees his arm. While he may give information on Lotor, it takes awhile before he can persuade her to let him fight with the others again.

•While Lance was with the Galra, he did his best to try and help the prisoners. While he couldn’t help them escape, he did however slip extra food and water into cells, even some medicine if he knows that a prisoner comes back from the arena. His kindness is never forgotten. And when they rescue prisoners that Lance has helped out, they always thanked him for his kindness.

•Lance definitely gets a wardrobe upgrade while with lotor, still trying to commit to a certain look. (If any of you guys want to give it a shot, or send me some ideas, be my guest.)

After Lance’s spine is open information to the Paladins, Pidge and Hunk begged Lance to let them take a look. He shot the idea down so fast, they couldn’t even plead. Pidge’s still asks sometimes, but its always when looks like he might be having some trouble with it.

•Lance does get phantom pains. they don’t happen often, but they can get pretty bad,
•the worst ones are when he gets phantom pains in his spine, that is the only time he will ask Shiro or Hunk for help

•Lance is hella bendy now. Yea, he was really flexible before, but now? He is scary flexible.
• he almost made Hunk faint when he saw lance bending half backwards, both hands and feet planted on the floor.

That’s all I really got for now. But if any of you guys have any questions or want to talk about this au, my messages and asks are wide open.

And if any of you guys want to make art or write for this au, I’m fully supportive of you . I ask that you guys do tag me so I can see/read it and reblog it!


Originally posted by littlemisssyreid

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: Bucky starts flirting with you and it’s making you blush uncontrollably. You think he’s just messing with you not knowing about his feelings for you

Word count: 1200

A/N: This wasn’t requested, but I’ve just been feeling Bucky lately so I had to write something about him. Hope you’ll like it! :) I’ll get back to the request soon, don’t worry!


Bucky had been a part of the team for a year now and you had become really close with him. When he first joined, he was quiet and avoided all social situations. For the first few weeks he didn’t eat dinner with the team even once. No one wanted to push him to do anything he wasn’t comfortable doing because he was still so broken by everything Hydra did to him. You did everything you could to make him feel welcome without putting any pressure on him. You loved seeing the progress he was making, how he slowly started turning into the same old Bucky again that Steve had told you about. How every week his smile grew wider and stories became funnier. Now a year later he was a completely different person. Yeah, he was still a bit insecure and shy compared to how he was in the 40’s but considering everything he was doing amazing.

“Good morning doll” Bucky walked into the kitchen with a huge grin on his face. You loved that he was becoming his flirty self again. Of course, you realized that it was just his personality and that he was flirting with every woman he met. Sometimes he even flirted with Steve just to make him uncomfortable. “Morning Bucky” you smiled at him and took a sip of your water. “You look absolutely beautiful in the mornings, you know that right?” He says out of nowhere and leans on the counter opposite of you staring deep into your eyes. You almost choked on your water because of his unexpected words. You knew he was teasing you to make you blush uncontrollably and he succeeded with his mission. You tried to tell yourself that he was just messing with you, that he wasn’t flirting with you for real, so you wouldn’t fall for him head over heels. Over the year you had developed a big crush on him and this new personality trait of his wasn’t helping you. “I do know that” you said jokingly and turned your attention back to your breakfast. Stop blushing, Stop. Blushing. You tried to calm yourself down to slower your heartbeat.

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Colorado Gothic

-It was 62 degrees when you fell asleep. You woke up to five feet of snow. There’s no sign of it stopping. 9 news said it would only be a dusting, but everyone knows they’re wrong. It doesn’t stop you from quietly talking about the weather reports at every polite juncture.

-Traffic never stops. Valley highway never moves. They always say that they’re expanding the highways. Construction never ceases. You’ve been stuck in dead stopped traffic for hours. You never find the source of the traffic. You’re starving and tired, traffic doesn’t move. You fall asleep and wake up hours later, and traffic still hasn’t moved. You arrive at your destination 5 minutes before the time you left.

-Everyone has a friend of a friend who was present during the Columbine shooting. Nobody talks about it, everyone knows. School lockdown drills are frequent. They last for hours on end.

-You stare out the windows on the lightrail. The bridges that raise the train high above the ground make you uneasy. It feels as if it’s tipping, but it never falls. No matter how loud you turn your music up, the beeping of the closing doors is always louder. You missed your stop 3 stations ago. It takes an hour to catch another train.

-Everyone knows how to ski. It’s ritual for parents to take their infants skiing as soon as they can walk. They go skiing every weekend. Everyone knows how to ski.

-Foreigners think the smog hanging over the city is pollution. Everyone knows it’s a marijuana haze. The city never has time to recover before the next 4/20. You know the difference between skunk and marijuana instantly. Everyone has a dealer at their disposal.

-Sports Authority has closed down. The name Sports Authority Field still glares at you as you sit in traffic. You wonder what they’ll rename it. No attempt has been made.

-You always know the outcome of last night’s football game, even if you don’t watch football. Everyone watches football. You can’t let them know. You can mention it once, and they’ll laugh, thinking you were joking. Mentioning it again is a fatal mistake. Nobody has gotten over Super Bowl XLVII.

-Everyone knows the man in the robot costume on 16th street. Anyone who has traveled 16th street has interacted with him at least once. You wonder how much he makes. You know to be nice to him. The look in his eye tells you that you wouldn’t want to do otherwise.

-The mountains are constantly in view. You get a sense of anxiety when you can’t see mountains, even if you know you’re in a different state. The mountains control you, they call you. You have to enjoy hiking. Everyone owns a camelbak. The trees close in around you. You wonder how many times you’ve walked in a circle now. You must be close to the summit, you think. The heat kills you before you make it to the top.

-Someone once told you the strange tent formation of DIA’s roof is supposed to emulate mountains. You believed them, but were wary of what else they could be. The blue horse stares you down as you enter. You don’t look it in it’s eye. If you did, you wouldn’t be able to look away. You’ve gotten used to the feeling of being watched.

Ghost (Bucky x Reader)

So I’m dumb and I’m starting ANOTHER series cause obviously I hate myself. I’ll keep posting She’s a Rockstar but I’m adding this one in too lol 

Summary: Y/N is a highly trained, very elite assassin and the Avengers have taken it upon them to try and find her. Bucky takes a special interest in her. 

Warnings: Nothing, slow burn, eventual smut probs 



She was fast as hell, almost impossible to catch, never stayed in one place for very long, no one knew her name, no one knew anything about her, actually.

“So how the hell are we supposed to catch her if she’s impossible to find and completely off the grid,” Bucky said, agitated.

“That’s why we’re here Barnes, to get a game plan. See, we don’t have much information on her but what we do have is in your briefing folders,” Fury said as they all took a lot at the information before them. “What we do know is that she’s one of the deadliest assassins we’ve ever seen, ever. The name Y/N Y/L/N came up a couple times here and there so we’re going to have to try and find something using that.”

“Well how are we supposed to find her if no one knows where she is,” Steve inquired.

“We have footage of her from this morning at 2:38 am leaving the nightclub Marquee. We don’t know what she was doing there but check it out. Chances are she’s still in New York. We also don’t know if she works solo or if she works with or for someone. I trust that you are all capable enough to find this girl so let’s move. No more time to waste,” Fury concluded. He walked away leaving the team to deliberate.

“Could these pictures be any blurrier? What are we supposed to do with this?” Wanda inquired. The team collectively shrugged and went back to studying the photos in the file.

“Alright so it’s simple guys,” Bucky started. “We have to dig up her most recent assassinations, find out who she’s been dropping and who could be next. Look for a theme, bloodlines, country of origin, and any trace of gangs or maybe the mafia even. Just dig up everything and anything on these killings.” Bucky had dealt with his fair share of assassins, he could usually pick up their MOs and put himself in the mind of the killer.

After hours and hours of the team doing relentless research, tapping video cameras, cell phone calls, finding what they could on all her past murders.

“Guys I think I might have found something,” Steve said as he waved people over to him. “So I found someone that matches the description of this girl and came up with hundreds of different profiles, all with the pictures of her. I did some more digging and found a name, guess what name?” Steve looked proud.

“Y/N Y/L/N,” Sam answered Steve’s rhetorical question. “Well what does it say?” Sam asked.

“Hmm. Alright born in Canada-“

“Canada? Seriously? I thought they were nice up there,” Sam said with disappointment.

“Yes. Canada. Mom and dad died in a car crash when she was 9. Rumours that the car crash was intentional. After that she kind of just disappears. She resurfaces every once in a while, new information every time. Most recent one looks like it could be Alana Sanche but no way to really be sure,” Steve explained.

“Oh one of the surveillance videos I watched has a girl that looks exactly Y/N as Alana Sanchez. She looks like she’s on the phone at the time and some audio recording caught a few words like ‘it’s done’, ‘don’t worry’, and ‘who’s next?’. This could be her. The time stamp says around 2:45 am, 7 minutes after she left the club,” Wanda explained.

“Well time to go find a highly trained assassin who just so happens to be impossible to find.” Tony said sarcastically.



“What do you want me to do here Rick? He’s dead isn’t he?” You were getting frustrated. You had done everything he asked but still, something was done wrong obviously.

“Y/N you’re getting sloppy. I’ve heard that there are people looking for you,” Rick explained. “Only tryin’ to look out for you darlin’.”

“Don’t forget who I am Rick. I’m impossible to catch. You know that, I know that, they know that. Whatever they have is going to come up inconclusive. I know what I’m doing Rick,” Y/N retorted. He grumbled and turned away. “Anyway, who’s next?”


“Any leads guys?” Fury asked as he gathered the team together. They all mumbled a no and looked away sheepishly. “What do you mean no? Come on guys.”

“We have a name and we have a face. We’re pretty sure her current alias is Alana Sanchez but that’s pretty much it,” Steve explained.

“I’ve been looking in to all of her most recent killings, hard to find but there, and from what I can tell there’s no real connection. There’s no pattern. My thought is that she’s doing someone’s dirty work. If it were just her doing it then there would be a pattern. I thought it may be connected to the car crash but none of the victims have any connection to her parents’ death. It’s bizarre, I’ve never seen it before,” Bucky said.

“Keep looking then,” Fury said.

The team dispersed and got back to work. Bucky stared at the screen of his computer for what felt like ages, completely dumbfounded at this girl.

“God this makes no sense… What is she doing,” Bucky mumbled to himself.

“Hey pal, you doing alright?” Steve slapped a friendly hand on Bucky’s shoulder and sat down beside him. “This is a hard one isn’t it?”

“I don’t know what it is about her. Maybe it’s that there’s no order to this? Maybe it’s that she’s impossible to find? God man, I don’t know but this is driving me crazy. When I was… out of control… I always had a reason. Most of the people I killed had a common connection, they did something against Hydra but I’ve looked at all possible connection between the people she’s killed but there’s nothing. Absolutely nothing.”

“We’ll find her, then you can ask questions,” Steve offered. Bucky nodded and turned back to the laptop.

“Y/N Y/L/N. Who the hell are you?”

boyfriend! lai guanlin
  • captain awkward supreme
  • the type who looks like he could kill you but is actually a cinnamon roll
  • when you first met him at school because your mutual friends wanted to hang you thought he hated human beings
  • he had this dead look in his eyes and barely talked the whole time y’all were at karaoke and basically just watched his friends sing
  • you couldn’t deny that he was rly good looking man
  • you almost felt sorry that he seemed so secluded so you approached him and was like hey…what’s your name?
  • you learned that he was from taiwan and was like!!!! that’s so COOL wtf taiwan is so cool sjneodlfk i wanna go there >:(
  • guanlin smiled a lil and he soon found you super easy to talk to and stuff bc you didn’t make fun of his pronunciation 
  • also got this massive crush on you bc like….ur so nice to him and takes care of him and teaches him korean words without saying shit like “lmao how do u not know this”
  • the crush was sO obvious like the wanna one members didn’t even know you but they kept finding guanlin with this stupid lil smile while texting so they were like ok suspicious
  • jisung: I bet 5000 won that he has a crush and they’ll get together in two weeks
  • seongwoo: 10000 won here that it’ll be in three days
  • one time you guys were texting and it was getting late and suddenly you were like…hey, do you like me?
  • guanlin: FREAKS OUT but he also knows that it’s either now or never
  • guanlin: yeah…..
  • guanlin: can we be together?
  • he didn’t tell anyone about you bc he wanted to keep it lowkey but one day jihoon was like hey who’s this person on your lock screen
  • he’s not a very touchy person and could be misinterpreted as annoyed with you but after a while you realized he just needed some encouragement
  • if you reach your hand out to him and say “hold my hand >:0″ he gets a little shy but after a short hesitation he’ll hold it
  • howeVER hand holding with him is so nice bc….his hands are rly big tbh and his fingers are long and it really sorts of gives you this safe feeling
  • the type to want to try a lot of things with you but too shy to say it so you usually have to be the one to bring it up
  • he has this cute af reaction though like you’ll say “hey did you want to cuddle and watch a movie?” he’ll nod his head really fast and get this sparkle in his eyes
  • puppy guanlin yes
  • he suppresses his smile a lot because he doesn’t want to seem overly excited and bc he has that sweggy rapper image u know but he’s weak for u so that image is nonexistent when it’s just the two of y’all
  • lets u feed him cookies while cuddling
  • after a few months into the relationship he’s a lot more relaxed and laughs more often
  • guanlin’s the biggest victim of teasing bc his reactions are just straight up CUTE
  • mild embarrassment: puts his head down and smiles a little
  • medium embarrassment: giggles and shoves you
  • maximum embarrassment: shouts sTOP and gets into this ball position with steaming red ears
  • imagine fashionista guanlin dressing you up and picking out the best accessories for you
  • but also imagine shopping at a mall with your arms linked and guanlin looking like a runaway model who could fight off 12 men
  • but aLSO imagine fooling around in the candy section and laughing because guanlin spread the chocolate all over his teeth to make you laugh
  • guanlin: the type to look cool af but also has the mindset of a 10 year old
  • even after a long time he still wouldn’t seem to be very touchy but he absolutely wouldn’t mind you initiating any type of pda
  • but ONCE you two were on the train somewhere with your hands locked and he noticed that you looked rly depressed :((( so he raised your hand and kissed the back of your palm and said “hey feel better okay :(”
  • and that made like your entire week LMAO
  • if he catches you looking sad he’d start to comfort you and then make this freestyle rap in the middle to make you laugh
  • whenever he visits his family in Taiwan he makes sure to bring back a lot of taiwanese snacks and merch for you
  • first kiss with guanlin……lmao
  • again mr AWKWARD SUPREME here and you were just cuddling and suddenly mama jisung’s words rang in his ears
  • jisung three weeks ago: hey if it’s already been six months haven’t you guys kissed yet? 
  • guanlin: yeah why
  • seongwoo: no he didn’t mean those baby kisses on the cheeks and stuff sweetheart he meant if you guys have smashed your lips together yet
  • when he said that guanlin’s life flashed before his eyes and he was like…..kISS????? THAT IS…….TOO HIGH OF A LEVEL FOR ME TO CHALLENGE……………..
  • back to present your eyes got so wide when guanlin went “we haven’t rly kissed before have we” BECAUSE HE’S JUST SO SMOOTH
  • and then guanlin kinda just starts leaning towards you and your mind’s like holy shit this is really happening 
  • you suddenly feel really warm and you could smell the strawberry cake he had a few hours ago….and when your lips are almost about to touch your noses bump bc guanlin forgot to tilt his face 
  • and he gets so ridiculously embarrassed about it he just stands up and leaves to the bathroom and legit wouldn’t come out for the next four hours
  • guanlin may not be the “perfect ideal boyfriend” that matches his looks but he always tries his hardest to make sure that you’re happy!!

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anonymous asked:

Hi! If you weren't busy can I request Damian x reader who ends up as a big sister figure and dick gets jealous with all the time they spend hanging out? Please and thank you!

omg I totally did not mean for this to be so LONG but my imagination was like “I got u anon” and I gotchu babe! 
I really like this! 

Title: Roots

Theme: brother sister bonding

“Damian, I thought you were going out with Dick?” You asked, pausing in the doorway to see the youngest Robin hard at work in his sketch pad. “What happened?”

Damian didn’t even pause, continuing his lines. From what you could deduce, it was a nature scene of some kind. “If you must know, Grayson cancelled. Said something came up.”

Scowling, you figured that that something was named Jessica, a girl your friend had been prattling on about for a week. Entering the room, you sat on the couch next to Damian, reaching down to pet Titus. You let the silence engulf you, looking out the window as the sound of Damian’s pencil angrily scratching against paper filled the room. As much as he hated to admit it, he really did look up to the first Robin quite a bit.

You took in Damian’s appearance; sneakers on, laces tied, coat on the edge of the table. Dick must have just cancelled on him, and you shook your head at his tastelessness. Attempting to be tactful, you turned to Damian and carefully proposed an idea. “It is a nice day out; what if we took Titus for a hike? Greenland park is only 15 minutes from the city, and fresh air will do Titus good.”

Proposing outings with Damian’s animal posse was always the best way to go; he loved them more than anything. You observed out of the corner of your eyes as the furious pencil slowed to a stop, Damian glancing out the window. You held your breath.

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anonymous asked:

hey, i saw that you accept prompts, soooo can you write a fanfic where killian asks emma for a baby after seeing david with neal or something like that? thank you sm (im sorry about the horrible english, it's not my first language).

I’ve done FOUR!!!! training modules today and my brain is turning into mush.

“There, that wasn’t so bad now was it?”

Emma’s ringing ears say otherwise, but she’s not her dad. Maybe this tantrum isn’t as bad as the others, but if it’s not she (thankfully) doesn’t have to be here all the time while Neal’s teething. David leaves Neal to the frozen banana and sits at the table with her. “Why not numb him up with a bit of whiskey?” Killian asks, still perched near Neal’s playpen.

Emma catches the scandalized look on her dad’s face and tries not to laugh as he says, “I’m not giving my child alcohol just because he’s upset!”


“Look, mate, you don’t dose him with it,” Killian explains, all too patiently. “Just dab it on with a finger, he loses the pain and sleeps like a–well, like a baby, you and the wife get some rest, and everyone’s much more cheerful come morning.”

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Cuddle with Me

Request: “Can you do a Harry hook imagine where uma puts reader though a really hard training session,and she wants to go to sleep and her and Harry just kinda cuddle the whole night? I love your page!!! Keep being awesome!!”

Pairing: Harry Hook x Reader

Warnings: None

Originally posted by sensualkisses

“Alright Y/N.” Uma started off. So there you were on the docks with Uma ready to continue your training. It was a little bit past morning and even though Uma had told you that you were in great condition and ready to take on the bad guys with her and the crew she decided to continue your training one last time.

“Today we’re going to finish strong so if you’re sore in the morning just be glad that you made it that far. This will all be over before you know it I’m just trying to help you out.” Uma finished.

“Thanks I appreciate it. Now let’s get started, the sooner we start the sooner we’ll finish.” You said.

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Peter Parker Falling in Love With You. . .

Originally posted by warinfinities

  • So you both go to Midtown– and you’re the same age (in this story anyway)
  • You’ve seen each other around school and across the room cause you have most of the same classes, but you don’t really KNOW each other and you’re not friends. it’s just “Oh yeah, it’s that F/N girl from calculus” and “Right, that’s that Parker kid who’s in my lit class.” BUT THAT’S IT, NOTHING ELSE.
  •  Until the day Peter realizes he needs tutoring.

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ladyespionage  asked:

The top 9 times Viktor acted as Yuuri's guardian angel (even if it was just to remind him to wear a scarf so he wouldn't catch cold) and the one time Yuuri called him "angel" in Russian. <33

Top Ten Times Viktor Was Yuuri’s Guardian Angel

10) Viktor went to every one of Yuuri’s competitions that he was able to, to support him and be by his side whenever Yuuri need him

9) Viktor gives the best foot rubs whenever Yuuri has had a hard day of training and he does it all the time to help Yuuri relax

8) When they were still living apart and dating long distance, he dropped everything to fly to Detroit overnight because he heard Yuuri was going through a difficult time and was missing Viktor when they spoke the evening before and Viktor wanted to be there in person to support him

7) Providing Yuuri with a place to stay for the week in Moscow in chapter 11/5&6

6) Lending Yuuri the Eros costume to replace his own

5) The first time he was ever around Yuuri when Yuuri got sick he sort of panicked and bundled Yuuri up in blankets and fed him soup and cold medicine and generally fussed around him doing everything he could think of to make Yuuri feel better

4) Once when they were walking in St Petersburg during the winter, Yuuri slipped on a patch of ice on the street and Viktor insisted on scooping him up and carrying him home bridal style

3) When Yuuri started to overtrain, Viktor recognised it from when he used to do it himself and ended up kidnapping Yuuri from the ice rink and forcing him to take a day off to relax and recharge

2) He did a lot of research on anxiety and talked to Yuuri about what helped him through nerves/during panic attacks so he could learn to do better and be able to support Yuuri rather than messing up like he did the first time

1) He became an ear to listen when Yuuri needed to talk and a form of support Yuuri trusted and knew he could use rather than carrying everything on his own

anonymous asked:

how do the paladins react to their s/o surprising them with the news that she's pregnant?

this ask gave me too much feels bless

- mod tee


A synonym for good, for something that’s affirmative and embodies constructive wellness. None of which you felt as you stared at the stick in your hand. You’ve long suspected, of course, when the morning sickness and sudden spells of exhaustion began to mark these past two weeks. Half of you was excited and the other half was terrified. Sure, everyone was in their twenties but still– 23 is a pretty young age to become a parent. You’ve managed to keep it a secret from your Paladin for the awhile, but it was time to let them know.

You sigh, “Good deities all around me and in the universe, please help strengthen my resolve.”

You stand on numb legs, ready to find your boyfriend and tell him the truth. It was time to let them know a baby was coming.


  • “hey babe, can I talk to you for a sec?”
    • he’s just finished showering and emerges from the bathroom in nothing but his towel
    • Shiro’s eyes soften and he nods, “sure thing, love. Let me just put on some clothes, yeah?”
    • you encourage him too, bc at the rate how you were staring at the droplets of water trickling down his toned stomach, you were sure you were going to chicken out and ask him to distract you instead
    • once he puts on his clothes, he turns and smiles. he’s so gentle in the way how he takes your hands and presses them to his lips, rubbing your chilled fingers
  • “are you okay?” he murmurs, brow furrowed. “you look really tense.”
  • you decide it’s best to get things over with and gently extricate your hand from his, reaching inside your pocket for your pregnancy test
    • “you know how Keith once said on that night when we played Truth or Dare that he thinks you’re the one most likely to have a kid first? Well, y-yeah…surprise,” you say weakly and hand him the test
    • he takes it gingerly, going absolutely quiet that you fear he’s not even breathing
    • Shiro then surprises you by bursting out into laughter and he’s tugging you into his embrace, burrowing his face in your hair
    • “I’m gonna be a Dad?” he asks, and you’re confused. you expected a dramatic outburst, some groaning and slumping on the floor, but none of this.
    • “y-yeah,” you say, perking up with hope. 
  • his smile drops a little and you can see the worry clouding his eyes. “Oh my g-god…I’m going to be a dad! I can’t…a murderer can’t be a Father!”
  • you’ll soothe him, telling Shiro that he’s not like that, and slowly, he’ll come to believe you.
  • will hug you and apologize, asking if he can hold your stomach
  • you’re not showing yet, but he just wants to marvel at the fact that his child is in there
  • the kind of Dad who just casually mentions that you’re pregnant whenever he introduces himself
  • *on a diplomatic mission* “My name’s Shiro and I’m the Black Paladin. I’m also gonna be a dad soon. By the way, this is my team–”


  • he’s in the hangar with Blue, chatting with her animatedly as he wipes down her nose with some polish and a rag
    • “and then Keith said–” he catches sight of you and perks up, smiling wide. “Hey, Y/N!)
    • “h-hey! I hope this isn’t a bad timing,” you say, and he bounds to your side, wrapping you in a hug. he pulls back, frowning when he sees how worried he looks.
    • “what’s wrong, baby girl? you look really–”
    • “i have something to tell you,” you exhale in a rush, wanting to get this done. you can already hear the panic in his thoughts as he wonders if your reservations have anything to do with him
    • knowing your Lancey Lance, he will most likely chalk it to his insecurities and you need to stop it before it gets out of control as he will list all the things he thought he did wrong
    • “it’s…I’ll show you.” you pull out the tests and show him. lance’s brow furrows, and he tilts his head to the side, a confused “uhhhh” escaping his lips
    • “i’m pregnant,” you state the obvious, bc anyone could see the bright blue positive sign
  • he slumps against Blue, looking at you in disbelief. “you’re…you’re…”
  • Lance surprises you as he pulls in his arms and lifts you up, twirling you around until you burst into laughter, asking him to slow down
    • “OH MY GOD!! I’M GONNA BE A PAPA!!” he’ll let go of you and crow to Blue, “BLUE, MY LOVE! Did you hear??? I’M GONNA BE A PAPA!!” he runs outside of the hangar and yells into the comms, so that the others know
    • you’ll hear variations of “congrats Lance!” and glad laughter as news reach the other Paladins
  • his grin turns sad, and he chuckles, rubbing the back of his neck. when you ask him what’s wrong, he’ll say, “I just…I wanted my Mama to know as well. She would be so happy.”
  • you hug him, and say that he’ll see his Mama, hopefully with her grand kid in tow soon
  • the kind of Dad-to-be who would start strapping down on money to save up for his kid. 
    • “No, Keith, you can’t use our GAC supply to buy your weird knives. We need it for the baby– she doesn’t even have a stroller yet!”
    • Keith: “yeah, like you’re gonna take her out for an evening walk… IN SPACE.”


  • you find him sprawled on the training deck, catching his breath
    • he smiles when he sees you and struggles to get to his feet. “Hey, doll,” he drawls as he walks over carefully to you and places an arm around your shoulders
    • you love how easy it is for him to initiate physical contact now that he grew comfortable around you. you remembered the last time he tried to put his arm nonchalantly around you and nearly suffered an aneurysm when you hugged him back
  • your boyfriend had changed a lot, but he’s still the same Keith you fell in love with and so, you tell him in a quiet voice
    • “babe…I have something to tell you. I’m pregnant.” just like that, no bravado, no hesitation. 
    • Keith frowns, as if he didn’t hear you right, and he says, “Pardon?”
    • you bring out the tests from your pocket and show all three of it to him. 
    • he’s staring wide eyed at the tests, and you can hear his breathing deepening
    • “oh no,” he groans, and takes his arm from you. to your surprise, he sags onto the floor, needing a moment. 
    • “I can’t be a Dad! I’m not even a good person– Y/N, you know me! I don’t have patience, I’m too harsh, what if–what if my child h-hates me and–” his voice breaks on ‘hate’ bc he knows how he feels about his own father
  • on one hand, he knows nothing can change the love he feels for his dad, but on the other hand, Keith hates the way how easily Papa Kogane left him in the system and he worries that his child’s fate will be exactly like that
    • you would have to reassure him that the baby would have both his parents around, and that he or she won’t suffer the same fate
    • it takes awhile, but you finally convince Keith and he’s slowly smiling and even asks to tentatively touch your stomach
  • you both stay on the floor for what seems like hours as he gently feels your barely showing bump, immersing himself in this new reality that he’s going to have a kid with you, the love of his life
  • Keith silently makes a vow to himself that he will be the best Dad in the whole wide universe and makes it up to you for the next couple of weeks by hovering over you and carrying anything that weighs more than 2 pounds
  • the kind of Dad that would throw himself into research and watches hours of birthing videos to get himself ready much to Lance’s consternation
    • “if I have to endure another video of a strange woman’s vag–”
    • “sh ut u p Lance or I will personally kick your ass into a wormhole. They’re getting to the good part now.”
    • Lance: “What I wouldn’t give for Keith to be a normal, sane person.”


  • you find him in the kitchen, cleaning up after lunch as he wipes down the counters and stoves
    • he immediately senses your presence and turns around with the brightest smile. “Hey, Marshmallow Butt,” he says as he ropes you into a hug. “I haven’t seen you all day! Is everything okay?” 
    • you’re absolutely nervous, but it’s Hunk and he takes things well. “Pudding, I actually have something to tell you. I’m…I’m pregnant.”
    • Hunk.exe has crashed and he looks at you with wide eyes. “Say what?” he squeaks. 
    • you thought he would take it well, but he’s sagging by the counter, running his hands down his face. “Oh nooo. Are you mad? You sound mad–I knew I should’ve pulled out when I had the chance–”
  • you’re confused and it shows when you ask him.
  • “huh? I thought you would be mad at me for knocking you up. I’m happy about the baby, but…but are you?”
    • you could cry from Hunk’s beautiful honesty and you do let out a little sniffle. “N-No…I’m happy that you’re happy. God– I thought you’d be mad at me.
    • “whaaattt, no, I’m not!” he snorts, and pulls you into a tight hug now that the confusion is over. “I’m gonna be a Dad,” he’ll mutter to himself. “Oh good God–I’m gonna be a Dad!!”
  • much like Lance, he’s dancing around the room, shaking his pert behind and pulling you around in circles. he’s just so happy because he’s always wanted a family?? And now you’re about to give him one!!
  • celebratory sex on the kitchen counter if you know what I’m saying ;)
  • totes the kind of Daddy who would sit with midwives and take notes, attend all your pre-natal classes and ultra-sound appointments
  • he’s just so loving and attentive & you’re so v v lucky
Well This Is Awkward Part 2 (Peter Parker x Stark!Reader)

A/N: Just a reminder that REQUESTS ARE OPEN. They will be completed based on how inspired I am to write about them…. Anyways, sorry I didn’t get this up last week! I was really busy. Also, this series is set around the events of Captain America: Civil War (and in the future, will incorporate the events in Spider-Man: Homecoming). If you don’t want spoilers, please do not read this unless you have seen the movies (or don’t care lol).

Summary: The reader re-unites with someone they never thought they’d see again.

Word Count: 1,866.

Warnings: Le teen angst. Awkward encounters. Captain America: Civil War spoilers? Idk it’s set during this time.

Originally posted by mostlycap

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