the love story never told

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In this special issue of Brooklyn Magazine, we sit down with Steve Rogers, aka Captain America, and James “Bucky” Barnes, aka the Winter Soldier, in these first, EXCLUSIVE interviews since their disappearance following the Sokovia Accords.

-excerpt from Brooklyn Magazine: The Greatest Love Story Never Told
(fic masterpost here)

My first set of pieces for the @capreversebb, with amazing fic by the talented duo @araniaart and @shipperhipster! They perfectly captured the boy’s personalities in such a unique format, go check out the fic!

I wish when I was younger someone taught me to fight. When I was six years old, I felt the first blow of life. Her punch harder than any mans’, and I was left rocking back and forth, gasping for air between sobs, and ready to puke. I wish someone had taught me how to fight back, or at least teach me how to tense my stomach when she is swinging because right when I stood up with wisdom and a newfound strength, I was knocked back down. Why didn’t anyone tell me that if you tuck your thumb into your fist, when you make a solid hit it will break and you won’t understand what you did wrong. Nobody told me that sometimes, people don’t fight fair, and life never does. Nobody told me to prepare for the worst, and if you have to, fight dirty. Life doesn’t know mercy, and neither should you.
—  Lessons from a fighter
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1x08 // 3x09

Sherlock S4 fuckiness and the post-its I keep to remind me of it

In no particular order, I present the list of things that are particulary infuriating to me about S4 that I’ve been keeping on post-its by my bedside table the last month in case I lose hope. They are, for me, enough proof for The Lost Special. Today being 8th of March it seems fitting to keep them in mind.

(Disclaimer: this is a compound of theories developed by hundreds of people over a long time and I cannot possibly credit everyone or explain them at this point, so I’ll just list them.)

  • The Importance Of Being Ernest, by Oscar Wilde being quoted in TFP
  • Mycroft-> Lady Bracknell, the baby in the handbag = gun in the handbag (Euros and Vivian Norbury). The baby gets thrown in the Thames?
  • Queen’s I Want To Break Free in TFP stoping at “I’ve fallen in…” (love)
  • Elephant Glass Shock Proof in Euros’s cell
  • The elephant in the Thai menu in Mycroft’s frige
  • Rosie’s elephant toy
  • The elephant in John’s living room
  • The endless horror film references in TFP (many of them being hyper meta, especially Shutter Island)
  • John/Culverton mirror
  • Una Stubbs’ voice in TFP “Softer, Sherlock” instead of Euros’
  • Russian and Turkish leaks with no reaction
  • Over reaction with the promo chess pictures being leaked
  • Promo pictures being very similar to Clue’s movie poster -> Clue’s different endings and the similar final paused shot in TFP
  • The bulding up to Moriarty not making any sense (especially if we take into account M Theory, because he IS alive)
  • TLD having the gun shown multiple times, a smoking gun that is definitely not a tranquiliser gun. The last shot fading with red, like in Bond movies
  • The enormous red carpet under John in the therapist that resembles the blood pool in the market
  • HLV/TLD paralels
  • Martin breaking the 4th wall in T6T noding to the camera while holding the glass of wine
  • SHERLOCK: Romantic entanglement, while fulfilling for other people … JOHN (interrupting): … would complete you as a human being. NO PAY OFF FOR THIS. This mirrors the greenhouse conversation in TAB
  • Why was Molly upset when Euros called in TFP?
  • John/Molly mirror (Molly wearing the same jumper she wore in TEH while taking John’s place, the framing of that hellish shot with John and the coffin cover “I love you”)
  • “John is clearly standing behind him in the trailer, so unless he’s talking to a mirror for some very bizarre reason, I should think not.” -Mark
  • Sumatra/Samarra pointing out to TEH which lead us to The Lost Special and MINDING THE FREAKING GAP->Moriarty
  • “It’s never twins”
  • The camera shown in the hotel in T6T
  • Season 4 DVD not having “complete” like the other DVD’s had
  • Mark’s picture with the 4 fingers raised in Twitter
  • “Has it just occurred to you you’ve been played for an ad campaign” hello Apple Tree Yard  
  • Moriarty at the end of S4 DVD “You didn’t think I would just disappear, did you?”
  • The whole promotion about S4 and the season itself being about hacking
  • Skull Hell
  • Sherlock saving the tea cup and the boy in the hotel in T6T dropping the tea
  • Tea code being confirmed
  • “Is this a new person? I’m against new people.”
  • “You’d be better off with clown outfits. At least they’d be satirically relevant.”
  • Cake=violent death John and Sherlock going to get cake
  • Lady Smallwood’s name
  • Vatican cameos ignored
  • “And boop, they are fine”
  • Sherlock breaks the 4th wall (like in Queen’s I Want To Break Free videoclip)
  • WHERE IS JOHN’S LETTER
  • The Garridebs literally cliff-hanging
  • Chekhov’s gun on the promo picture and literally hanging on the wall in the Garridebs scene
  • “People always give up after three” 
  • Blue Power Ranger gay subtext
  • T6T being an old case about a gay couple -> Margaret Thatcher getting smashed, Sherlock not knowing who she is despite the fact that he knew in THoB
  • “Fresh paint to disguise another smell”
  • Mycroft watching his own romantic movie turning into an horror film
  • T6T starting with doctored footage
  • “That’s not what happened at all”
  • “Why does anyone do anything” Norbury/Moriarty
  • “Sherlock, the dragon slayer” (Mycroft, Moriarty and kinda Magnussen have all alluded to this and now Mary does)
  • Shark hell
  • Sherlock’s recurrent dream (?)
  • “Oh, good, I love an acronym. All the best secret societies have them.”
  • “It is what it is” either being followed by “says love” or being a quote by John Locke
  • MARCH 8. THE SECRET WILL BE UNLEASHED
  • "I don’t like loose ends. Not on my watch” says Mycroft/Mark, as he holds a pen and looks at the camera
  • #Ohwhatabeautifulmorning tying in with Oklahoma! and consequently with  Green Grow the Lilacs, a play with gay subtext all over that got misunderstood and very famous
  • Steven starting TLS rumors
  • TD-12 being memory corrupting
  • The freaking guy from the official Sherlock Youtube channel teasing TLS and saying “The greatest love story never told”
  • The girl on the plane being the same one from ASiB
  • The TAB-like transition when John faints in TFP
  • The S1 scripts being released for no reason
  • “Childhood trauma masked by an invented memory. Boring!” THoB (person=dog)  
  • Mary’s death not being realistic as pointed in HLV (thank you for reminding me, @antisocial-otaku)
  • The explosion in 221B not having the consequences in the building that   Mycroft foreshadowed and them being perfectly ok afterwards.
  • Where is Ben’s 26 pages scene?
  • What was Ben’s kissy gesture while saying “Very well. It’s going very well” in SDCC all about?
  • TFP as a whole. Too much to analyze there

Bonus:

  • “Love conquers all” 
  • “Groundbreaking”
  • “History making”
  • “Rug pull”
  • Derren Brown

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Brooklyn Magazine: The Greatest Love Story Never Told

Story Link: HERE

Story and art for @capreversebb (The Captain America Reverse Big Bang 2017!)

Art by:
@beardysteve

Written By: @shipperhipster (Kamiki on AO3) and @araniaart (Araniaart on AO3)

Rating: G

Tags:
 News Media, Magazine Article, in-universe media, fake magazine article, Multimedia, Interviews, preslash, Winter Soldier Trial, Captain America: Civil War (Movie) Compliant

Pairings:
Steve Rogers and Bucky Barnes

Word Count:  
5768

Summary:  
In this special issue of Brooklyn Magazine, we sit down with Steve Rogers, aka Captain America, and James “Bucky” Barnes, aka the Winter Soldier, in these first, EXCLUSIVE interviews since their disappearance following the Sokovia Accords.

If I told you about me,
if I told you my secrets,
could you still love me?
If I said the things no one knows,
the hidden parts where nobody goes,
could you still love me?
If I showed you the deepest hole in my soul,
the rusty nails that hold up my heart,
the cracks in my spirit that leak self doubt,
could you still love me?
If I lost the hope that kept me going when nothing else would, could you still love me?
If I asked you all this,
could you?

Could you still love me?
After you left, I wasted a lot of 2 a.m.’s on you. Some of them I spent with headphones in my ears, listening to music that reminded me of you, and wondering if you were awake too doing the same thing. Others I spent with my eyes screwed shut trying to prevent the tears from falling and my heart from missing you.
—  Everything I Never Told You #3
I guess you were never really mine to begin with, but then why does losing you hurt this bad?
—  Deep thinking

I’m the girl who wakes up before the sun.
I open my blinds to the soft starless quiet before dawn to watch first light illuminate the sky in rose pink, gentle orange, soft purple, and pale blues. Though I dread the day ahead I greet the sunrise with a smile. Hello sun, let’s make today a beautiful one.

I’m the girl who loves the night sky in all it’s mystery. I sing to the moon and the stars as if they are my closet friends. I dance in the dimly lit streets when no one is out to see and write stories and prose until sleep takes me. I prefer the nightfall where no one is to judge. I am the girl of sunrises and stars.

While he’s the boy who chases sunsets. He does not wake up early enough to greet good day so he hops on his bike and rides to catch the sun just before it sleeps. He photographs the rayleigh scattering of strawberry, coral, and gold across the horizon and subtle cerulean that begins to shade. Goodnight sun, have a nice rest.

He’s the boy who pays no mind to the night but stays up late anyway. He’s the boy who calls to ask how was your day and will talk with you for hours about nothing and everything. He’s the boy who hears my songs to the night sky and tells me to be careful as I dance. He’s the boy who reads my poetry and the only one who does not judge. He is the boy of sunsets and love.

—  a.d. - For the boy who chases sunsets
Is it okay if I...?

Ontae

Rated M:  Smut

Word Count:  1400~

Warnings:  Daddy Kink  (BUT probably one of the mildest daddy kink fics ever though…)  

When Jinki realizes Taemin wasn’t asking to be considerate, he was asking for permission.  


“I had a really good time tonight.”  

Jinki was just about to start the car when a hand landed on his thigh.  The street lamps in the empty lot left just enough glow to see each other in the car when he looked over at Taemin.  

“Me too.”  Jinki smiled widely.  “I’m really glad you agreed to come out tonight.”  The grip on his leg tightened as Taemin leaned over the console.  

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You only ever saw me with a smile on my face after you left me. You didn’t see me late at night when I felt so miserable and empty without you there. You didn’t know the hurt you caused me. That’s how life works, though, isn’t it? One person moves on with their life and the other one gets hurt and has to pick up their heart off the ground and attempt to carry on with their life as well.
—  Everything I Never Told You #1 
Surprises || Barry Allen

Originally posted by nikascott

Pairing: Barry Allen x reader

Word Count: 2422

Summary: You and Barry have been seeing each other for a year. Your anniversary is fast approaching and you aren’t sure if Barry even remembers. 

Warnings: major fluff as requested, surprises

Request: Hi, Can I get an imagine with Barry Allen Earth 1, and he does a surprise for the reader on their anniversary? please

Note: I used a westallen gif, but it works for this imagine. 

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Almost two years ago, your younger brother was on a school field trip when a metahuman attacked the building the school group was in by causing an earthquake. The flash had intervened and saved your brother from being crushed. When he was returned to your arms, you cried more than you ever had. 

That day you asked the flash if you could repay him somehow. Though he turned down your offer, he promised you that he would see you around. He was true to his word.

Every time you were in any semblance of trouble, the flash was there. eventually though it became more often than when you were in trouble. Sometimes, when it was late at night, he would show up on your balcony just to talk. Though he never told you his name, he became the most important person in your life aside from your family.

When he took off his mask in front of you one day, you were shocked that he trusted you so much. You learned even more about him that day. You learned that his name was Barry Allen and that he was a CSI at the CCPD. You learned all about his work with star labs and about the people he worked with an loved. He had told you stories before then, but he never told you names.

Shortly after you were dating Barry Allen. It was like a whirlwind romance that took you by surprise. You weren’t looking for someone when you started dating, but you were glad you had been open to it. You couldn’t be any happier.

Barry was living with you in your apartment. You guys had been talking about maybe even getting a fish together. The discussion had started with a dog, but with Barry being the flash and your work, you just wouldn’t have time to take on a dog. Then you discussed a cat, but you had decided against that one too. Fish was the only thing that you two could settle on, but you were happy with your life and where you were going.

When you woke up this morning, you weren’t surprised to see that the bed was empty. Barry was off as the flash saving somebody. Sometimes he would miss a date or forget an event, but you felt nothing pride when you thought of him. Sure, it hurt sometimes, but how could you stay mad at him when he’s out there saving people and stopping bad and reckless metas.

You got out from underneath your warm blankets to shuffle into the kitchen. Your fuzzy socks slide across the hard wood floors like it was ice. You had Barry’s star labs sweatshirt wrapped around you. Today was a lazy Saturday, and you planned to spend it snuggled up as warmly as possible. The autumn air had turned cold earlier this week, so you were glad you got this chance to stay warm.

You pulled open the fried to look for something to have for breakfast. Just as you reached for the carton of orange juice you felt a brief swirling wind that cause your hair to blow back.

“You aren’t supposed to up yet,” You heard the voice of your boyfriend say from behind you. Looking behind you, you saw that your boyfriend held a pink box. You knew that the box was full of doughnuts. A smile stretched across your face as you turned to him letting the fridge close behind you.

You were a sucker from doughnuts, but you were sure there was some their reason for the doughnuts beyond just he knew you like them. You brushed the thought away as you walked toward him. He opened his arms to wrap them around you, but you adjusted your path to grab the box of doughnuts from him.

You walked to the cupboard that housed plates and cups without bothering to even greet your boyfriend.

“Damn, if I would have known you were going to bypass me for the doughnuts, I would have hide them until I at least got a greeting,” Barry said. You could tell he was pouting by his clipped words and rude tone.

You felt that the attitude he gave you was no worth a response as you set the doughnuts on the counter. You were going over all the things that could be going on that would have earned you doughnuts. Opening the cupboard, you grabbed a small plate and a glass cup. You walked back to the fridge and grabbed milk (or a lactose free substitute) to fill you cup before you returned the carton back to the fridge. As you were opening the beautiful pink box you realized why he had brought you doughnuts.

It was your anniversary. How could you have forgotten. This day last year, you went on your first date with Barry Allen. This was a really big moment for the two of you. Barry had mentioned once that he hadn’t ever had a relationship last more than about 6 months, but here you were at 1 year, and you had forgotten.

You weren’t going to let Barry figure that out as you got another plate of the cupboard. You took out your favorite doughnut and set it on your plate and did the same for Barry. When you finally looked at the man you loved, you saw he was watching you with such admiration twinkling in his eyes.

“I love you,” He said with a dreamy smile in his face. It brought a smile to your face as well. You brought the plates toward where Barry was seated at the kitchen Island. You set his in front of him and took a seat next to him.

“I love you too, Bare,” you said kissing his check. His dreamy smiled turned into a full-fledged grin at that. You took a large bite of your doughnut making a mess of your face. Barry laughed at you taking a bite of his own doughnut.

After another bite, you realized that you left your cup on the counter. As if reading your mind, Barry ran to grab the drink before you could even get up. Because of his speed, there some of the milk had actually splashed out of the cup leaving the counter covered with milk splatters. You rolled your eyes as you got up to get a towel to clean the mess up.

“Barry, I thought we talked about running with liquids,” you said frustrated.

Barry had always been confused about what made you mad and what didn’t. Bothe Linda and Patty had always gotten mad about him missing dates, but you got mad at Barry for spilling liquids every time he ran with him. He couldn’t laugh as you left the room to grab a towel from your linen closet. When you got back Barry had called his laughter and was still sitting there watching you.

“How come you get my drink, but you can’t help to clean up the mess you made,” this time when you spoke you were less mad. It was really hard to stay mad it him when he was looking at you the way he was.

“I’m sorry, beautiful,” He said still not getting up. “I just find it really adorable how frustrated you get about this stuff.”

You rolled your eyes more jokingly with a smile budding on your lips. Barry continued to eat his doughnut while you cleaned the mess up. You threw the towel into the sink before returning to your seat.

“So, what’s the plan for the day?” You asked. You half expected him to have this elaborate day planned out. Barry really liked going all out. On your first date, he had this fancy dinner planned and got you a dozen roses. He also took you to stargaze just out of the city after dinner. It was just who Barry was.

“Well, I said I would come in and work on paper work today,” Berry said covering his mouth so you didn’t see his partially chewed bite of doughnut. Though it was gross you appreciated the man’s gesture. You could nothing to keep the grimace off your face. You hated when people talked with food in their mouth.  The grimace didn’t last long as your face returned to its usual bright smile that Barry evoked.

“What about for tonight?” You asked eagerly. Surly he would have something for tonight, right?  Barry nodded swallowing his bite this time before speaking.

“I told Caitlin and Cisco that we would go to the bar with them,” Barry said bring your cup up to his lips.

You couldn’t believe that Barry hadn’t planned anything for today. Yeah you had been razing about your lazy weekend all week, but that was because you hadn’t remembered what today was. Barry always remembered important dates like this. How had he not this time. This was the most important anniversary so far. As you took another bite, you realized if Barry hadn’t remembered your anniversary than what were the doughnuts for. You set the small bite that was left back down on your plate.

“Barry, why did you bring home doughnuts?” you turned to look at him. Your eyebrows were pulled together tightly as you tried to think of any other reason for them. Barry had stopped suddenly as his hand holding the chocolate pastry near his lips had stopped moving. You had seen the face he wore many times. He was trying to come up with a good excuse on the spot.

You suddenly became worried. Was Barry apologizing for something? Had he done something wrong like scratched your car or lost your new fuzzy socks you had lent him? Then your mind turned much darker. Had Barry cheated on you?

“I honestly promised Caitlyn that I would grab her something for tonight,” Barry said standing up suddenly. “I really should grab it before I forget again. I should be back around five or six to pick you up okay?”

Barry had avoided the question altogether. He hadn’t even said whatever excuse he was trying to come up with. You felt hurt. Your mind ran wild with possibilities as he shoved the last of his doughnut in his mouth and ran out. He left with a short good-bye and a kiss to your temple. You didn’t know what to think.

You grabbed your phone and did the only thing you could think of. You sent your best friend, Y/F/N, a text arranging to go to her house for the day.


It was now five o’clock and you had spent your whole day at Y/F/N’s house. The time was spent by her talking you down. You were sure that something was up and she couldn’t argue with that, but you didn’t know what was up. Y/F/N had told you to go home and get ready for whatever going out with Caitlin and Cisco tonight. Reluctantly you agreed and had headed home.

You had put on your favorite dress (or formal outfit) and done your hair and makeup. You hadn’t heard from Barry all day, so you assumed that the plans hadn’t changed. Just as you finished getting ready there was a knock on your door. There was no reason for someone to be at your place, but you still went to get it.

When you pulled open the door, you were surprised with the handsome face of your boyfriend in a gray two-piece suit with a burgundy tie. He held a bouquet of white roses and had a goofy smile on his face. It was nearly a mirror image of what he had done for your first date except he looked nicer and on your first date he had only brought one red rose. This was so much better.

“Happy Anniversary Y/N,” Barry said. He pulled his lips into his mouth slightly. You could see that he was shaking a little bit. It occurred to you that he was nervous. You had spent the day thinking something was wrong when in reality Barry had spent his day planning whatever you were going to do this evening.

A tear prickled at the corner of you right eye. This was better than anything you could have expected. You took the roses from him and pulled him into your apartment. Setting the roses on the table by the front door, you pulled Barry to your lips planting a sweet, yet passionate kiss on his lips. Your hands were on either side of his face as you kissed him. He graciously kissed back. His hands wrapped around your forearms holding you in that position.

When he released you to gather his breath, you smiled and released his face. He ran his hand the rest of the way down your arms to intertwine your hands with his. It was sweet and perfect.

“I’m sorry that I wasn’t here today, I just really wanted to surprise you with the perfect night,” Barry whispered. The two of you were still standing close together, so when he spoke his words fanned across your face like comforting blanket.

“It’s okay,” you said. “I wished you had gone about differently because I sent all day thinking you were cheating on me more something, but it’s okay now.”

He nodded and placed a kiss on your lips. He separated himself to you and took the flowers he had gotten you into the kitchen. He returned to you as if he was never gone, but you now saw that the flowers were delicately placed in your great grandmother’s vase that she had left you when she had died. It as your favorite vase, and the flowers in it made it a million times better.

“Now my lady, I have an amazing night planned for us,” He said. “Are you ready to go?”

“Yes, I am,” you said. He had offered you his arm which you took and together you left your apartment. You were about to get on the elevator for your building when you realized that you had absentmindly forgot your shoes. You mentioned it to Barry and laughing he ran back to the apartment to grab them before the doors could even close.

You loved this man and you were glad that he was all yours.

“I love you Barry Allen,” You said smiling. Your hand was intertwined with his. He looked at your grinning face and returned