the face of fay

“My face needs to feel hot
and flustered.
Tissues need to be littered
and left on the floor.
Friends need to pour in
and shower me in support.
Nothing - nothing is here;
I am sitting quiet, silently
alone.
I am most afraid of myself.”

- I’ve never been this bad

Chapter 3 of Fanboy is posted!

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Did Syaoran just kick a stone snake in the face and break it? No wait, there are two of them. Did he just kick two stone snakes in the face and break both of them in a single kick?

It’s gotta run in the family, right? Kurogane will be so proud. 

¯\_(ツ)_/¯  Well, he makes a good point. 

What is he gonna do? Use magic

Misfire [Chapter 3]

Summary: The four times Bucky tries to ask you out and fails.

Warnings: swear words, that’s all!

a/n: This part is a little different, but it returns to my normal writing style right after the first part. I’m actually kinda sick, so i apologize if this isn’t as good as the other chapters

Chapter 1 || Chapter 2

The Sinkage



Tony has created a chatroom. 

Tony added Wanda, Natasha, Clint, Bruce, Bucky, Sam.

Bucky: SAM

Sam: WHAT

Bucky: STOP SENDING ME REJECTION PACKAGES. I DON’T WANT TO DATE YOU

Sam: YOUR LETTER SAID OTHERWISE

Bucky: SHOVE THAT LETTER UP YOUR FUCKING BIRD HOLE, YOU PIGEON-”

Tony: What a pleasant, calm family we are

Bucky: Shut the fuck up Tony. You’re not the one who’s been receiving- 

Sam: Bucky check your door, you’ll find something there

Bucky:  

DAMN IT SAM I WILL SHOVE THIS FLOWER UP YOUR ASS

Clint: Y'all are talking about shoving things up each other’s asses without me? I thought we were a team

Bucky:

Sam:

Bucky: I need a break

Tony: We all do, Mother Russia

Bucky: Why in the ever loving fuck am I Mother Russia? I want to be Father Russia

Tony: Because of your hair, Rapunzel

Bucky: EXCUSE ME-

Tony: How about we all go camping?

Clint: Yeah, okay. I’m out

Clint has left the chat.

Bruce: I’m with him. 

Bruce has left the chat

Tony:

Tony: Natasha? Sam?

Natasha: I don’t think I’m in this time Tony

Natasha has left the chat

Tony: ok you all fucking suck

Tony: Sam?

Sam: I don’t mind going camping

Tony: FINALLY

Bucky: That means I’m out

Tony: Y/N?

Y/N: I’ll join too

Bucky: Well would you look at that!! Nature!! Trees!! Lakes!! My home place!! I’d love to go camping

Sam:

Sam: smooth ass motherfucker

Tony: Very subtle Barnes

Wanda: May i join in as well?

Tony: Of course! Okay so Sam, Wanda, Y/N, Rapunzel-

Bucky: MOTHERFU-

Tony: -and myself. Perfect! See you all tomorrow

Tony has removed Wanda, Y/N, Sam, Bucky.

Tony has left the chat.


Bucky didn’t have Steve to rely on to supply ideas on how to ask you out since he was on a mission with Vision, and Tony would just start blasting Christmas music as loudly as possible to block out any of Bucky’s requests.

He had to science this shit out himself.

And by that he meant that he’d Google it.

Serenade her at the bonfire with an instrument that you can play!” He could feel the vomit rise to his mouth as he turned pink in embarrassment. What the fuck even was this?

Take her out on a walk, offer her something sweet, like candy-

“Are these instructions on how to ask a girl out, or how to kidnap her?” Bucky nearly shrieked and punched the person who spoke behind him before realising it was Quail Boy.

“What the hell Sam?” he yelled, shielding his phone away.

“Look man. If you want to ask Y/N out, I’ll help you. But for the love of God, don’t follow the last one. The first one was perfectly acceptable.” He ignored Bucky’s cries of protest as he flung himself over the couch to join him.

“I wasn’t- I-”

“Oh come on. The letter clearly was meant for the postbox next to mine, and I see the way you carried flowers around for her the first time.” Sam scoffed.

“If you knew about the letter then why-”

“Because it’s fun messing around with you. Now, the main business.”

“I don’t know how to play an instrument,” he mumbled, looking down. Fuck it, he had decided, I’ll take all the help I can get.

“Good thing I know how to play, then.”


When Tony meant camping, he didn’t mean out in the wilderness, trees everywhere camping.

Oh no, he meant massive-backyard-of-my-summer-forest-house-camping-where-there-are-no-wild-animals-and-no-dangers camping. 

“I was told that camping was not exactly in this kind of an environment.” Wanda stared at the large house ahead of her.

“That’s because it isn’t.” Sam answered, equally weirded out.

“We’re not camping inside the house, God. We’re camping a 1 mile and a half away from it.” Tony huffed, trudging forward, leaving the others to follow. 

Sure enough, he led you all through the house and out the back door, not even giving you all enough time to appreciate the interiors, into the thick forest of trees.

A path was made along quite clearly, leading into the thick blanket of trees. The smell of the bark and wet leaves made you smile as you revelled in the feeling of fresh air.

The path took a sudden turn before opening out into a large clearing. The sky was perfectly blue as you could see due to the sufficient lack of trees in this part.

But what gathered the most of your attention was the gorgeous body of water a few hundred metres away from where you were standing. You could see the small movements in the lake as the sun shone off it, reflecting the light in the most beautiful manner,

“Damn,” Sam muttered, everyone either humming an agreement or nodding along.

“I want to build a tent!” Wanda’s accent cut through the silence, making you smile fondly at her excitement. 

“Great, you can build mine too while I go check out how my house is doing, then. Thanks, bye!” Tony said quickly before stalking off, leaving you to stare behind him.

“Pepper would have his head if she was here,” you noted making Sam snigger.

“Hey Y/N. Do you want to go check out the lake with me?” Bucky asked, giving a weird look to Sam.

“But what about the tents?” you asked concernedly, not wanting to leave all the work load on them.

“Me and Wanda can do those. You guys go do whatever.” He rolled his eyes at Bucky, sending you a small smile as he beckoned you towards the lake. “Have fun.”

“Come on.” Bucky gently grabbed onto your hand, sending butterflies into your stomach as he tugged you along with him. “I think I saw some boats there. Do you want to go out onto the lake?”

“Do you know how to work a paddle boat?” You asked, raising your eyebrow.

“Well… no,” he admitted. “But it can’t be that hard, right?”

“I think we’ll be able to manage it.”

It took hardly 2 minutes to get the boat out into the water due to the fact that both of you were pretty strong. Just as it hit the water Bucky leapt in, picking up the oars that were on the floor of the boat and handing one to you.

“If we lose our balance, we’re both going to drown to death.”

“Ever the optimistic one, Y/N.” You simply winked at him, making him nearly drop his oar into the water as he rowed it in sync with yours. 

He was sitting opposite to you, leaning slightly to the left to balance out the both of you, his back facing the evening sun. His metal arm glittered in the light, a thin sheet of sweat covering his skin, and you could swear that he looked ethereal in that moment as he smiled at you, the focused look on his face leaving for a second.

The water ripples made a calming sound, the only noise in the surrounding other than the occasional grunts Bucky made, making you wish that you had a gallon of holy water to wash out the thoughts in your head.

The small chirps of birds made both of you turn your head every now and then to see if you could spot them. It was serenity at its best, and exactly what you needed after being put on back to back missions in this past week.

A small smile overtook your face as you saw the fishes darting around under the crystal clear water, not staying in one place for more than a few seconds.

As you looked back at Bucky to tell him you were almost at the centre of the lake, you found him already gazing at you with an intense look.

“What’s wrong, Buck?” you inquired, feeling fluttery and nervous at the same time under his expression.

“I- I wanted to say something. Well, a lot of somethings, but right now I can only think of a few and give me a minute, I have a lot to-” His usually calm way of talking was knocked off as he looked incredibly flustered.

You looked at the grip he had on the oar, his knuckles nearly white from his grip. You carefully stood up and crossed over, making sure not to tip the boat over as you made your way to him. 

His puppy like stare followed you and it took all that you had not to kiss him right there and then. You sat down next to him, waiting for the boat to stop moving before turning to face him.

“Relax. What happened, James?” The way his name fell so effortlessly from your lips made him weak in the knees. He was a grown, 100 year old man with the mentality of a 12 year old.

“See, the thing is, these few weeks since I-” His words got cut short as his breath hitched at your hand holding his shoulder supportively. He swallowed thickly before forcing himself to continue, trying to get this off his chest as soon as possible.

“What I’m trying to say Y/N, is that I really, really-” he instinctively shifted uncomfortably to the other side, trying to put some space between you both due to how nerve-wracking this was for him.

“Bucky, no! Don’t mo-”

Before you could complete that sentence, air whooshed by your ears before coolness encapsulated you, Bucky’s shriek being the only noise you heard before you were both dunked in water, the boat overturned and floating besides you.

Just as the both of you surfaced, gasping for breath, Bucky contemplated right then and there whether to let himself drown rather than face the reality of another failed mission.


Chapter 4

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Noble Reign

Ch.1 Mytic Messenger Middle Ages AU

|Ch. 2| |Ch. 3|

Author’s Note: It finally happened. I’m so sorry it took me such a long time to finish it, but I’m so proud to present you the Mystic Messenger Middle Ages AU! ^^ I have absolutely no idea if anyone will read this but I had so much fun writing it and I will definitely continue updating it. Keep in mind that English is not my first language, so I apologize in advance for any grammar mistakes. Nevertheless, I hope y’all enjoy it. Please feel free to leave any sort of comments or message me; I would love to write some headcanons for this AU and I like to integrate your ideas as well.

I also want to give special thanks to @promiscuous-jalapeno for giving me advice and encouraging me in my writing. If you should ever read this, I hope you’ll enjoy it as well. <3

Wordcount: 3,247


“A long time ago, there existed a great kingdom that was ruled by two brothers. Their names were Jaehyun and Jaekwang.

The brothers were loved by their people and everyone lived together in harmony. But one day, Jaekwang desired the sole control over the kingdom and rebelled against his brother.

With soldiers at his command, he imprisoned his brother and spread misery across the kingdom. For a long time the kingdom was ruled by bitterness and people were living in fear.

But then, when all hope had died and the hour of doom seemed at hand, a girl appeared as if from nowhere. With fire burning in her soul and magic running through her veins, she defeated Jaekwang and freed his brother.

In anger, she divided the kingdom in half by forcing water and earth between the villages. A grand river and high mountains were now separating Jaekwang and Jaehyun.

Pleased with her work, the girl vanished and was never seen again. Over time, the two brothers created different kingdoms, one ruled by fear and one ruled by strength.

Generations passed and so did the girl’s tale. The kingdoms became enemies and the tale became legend. They say that someday, the girl will come back to reunite the kingdoms in peace and harmony again but until then the kingdoms remain in discord.”

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Stolen Face (Jerome Valeska x Reader)

Tags : @queencobblefreezestuff  @awordwhichmeans  @aya-fay  @multi-villain-imagines

*This is part one of a short thingy I wanted to write. I was thinking it will either be two or three parts. Jerome is not mobile yet. So the focus is on the reader and her annoyance at Dwight*

A few naughty words, mild violence


        You followed his cult around. The footage they constantly played is the only thing left of Jerome, it reflected the darker side of him. One could argue there is no lighter side to him, he’s pure evil. But you belonged to him regardless, no one here could say that and it be true.

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The Full Shayla Worley Story

Shayla said that without her injury she would have been a lock for the 2008 team. So, she set up a fund for donations to take her family to Beijing. She said she would give the money all back or give it to another member of the team, if she didn’t. She didn’t make it, but still used all the money to go to Beijing. She got into the Olympic village and arena by using Bridget Sloan’s pass.

Other drama and shitty stuff involving Shayla:

-She got kicked off the 2008 tour for underage drinking
-She said she would break more records in NCAA than Courtney Kupets and then had a terrible career including falling on her UB mount which was just a jump to hang on high bar
-On a recruitment trip to UCLA, Miss Val took back her scholarship offer and kicked Shayla and her mom out of her car in LA traffic because Shayla and her mom made racist comments about how there were too many n-words and q-words in LA
-She made racist comments saying that the Americans were robbed by a bunch of underage Chinese girls as a guest commentator for International Gymnastics.
-On Facebook with Sam, Nastia, and Alicia:
-they posted a pic of the team really. happy and captioned it “our faces when we get the gold medal after the underage Chinese girls are stripped”
-someone added on “OUR FACES WHEN CHANG FAY FELL THREE TIMES”
-Sam added that her favorite memory in Beijing was Shayla mocking a Chinese man saying “someting vewwwy woong”

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Deep Within (Edward Nygma x Reader)

Prompt requested by @noodlecupcakes: “If you’re going to be so loud, we may as well get it on in front of everyone.“

A/N: No theme was added but I made it Smutty cause I think you wouldn’t mind that ;)

Summary: A quickie at the Sirens. Yeah that pretty much sums it up ;)

Warnings: Smut, Semi-Public Sex, Quickie, Oral, Nothing but Plotless Porn here. Okay, maybe a bit of fluff too.


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Actually the funny thing is I’d probably be terrible at Librarian Assault Training. I’m usually the Librarian that’s far too nice and waives everyone’s fines and doesn’t charge parents when their babies accidentally rip a book in half. 

Which I only mention because it doesn’t look like these librarians are that good at it either. Like, I’m sure Kurogane can run pretty fast, but you’d think they’d have a better shot at hitting him as he runs down the Straight Corridor and none of them manage to actually catch up, despite flying through the air.

Maybe the teapots are actually low to moderate in speed at best. 

Maybe they’re actually too used to being nice and don’t actually want to hit the customers. 

Maybe I’m projecting far too much. BUT CAN YOU BLAME ME? 

Oh my god. 

Oh my GOD. 

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I know that there are Important Things happening here, but all I can pay attention to is the repeated chorus of ITS HUGE and ACTUALLY THIS IS VERY SMALL. MAYBE TOO SMALL?

And then Syaoran’s floating head transposed directly into a music video from the 1970s as glitter descends from the ceiling. 

… This is a very serious blog ok.