the next in line for captain

CAPTAIN DIABETES: These muscles all come rather naturally alongside my fits of diabetic rage.

CAPTAIN DIABETES: But it was also a strong mix of eating my vegetables and working hard, too!

MOSQUITO: It’s true, he’s a hard worker.

CAPTAIN DIABETES: Stay focused and maybe you can be my successor!

MOSQUITO: I’m practically already next in line for that title.

CAPTAIN DIABETES: This is sort of supposed to be an inspirational message to your viewers, Mosquito.

CAPTAIN DIABETES: Let them believe that they, too, can be just as strong as Captainnnnnnnnnn Diab–

WONDER TWEEK: Hey.

MOSQUITO:,,..,          .,   ,    h,ey..,

CAPTAIN DIABETES: Oh, hey Wonder Tweek.

CAPTAIN DIABETES: Are we being too loud over here or something?

WONDER TWEEK: No.

WONDER TWEEK: I need to… talk to Clyde.

WONDER TWEEK: I mean Mosquito.

MOSQUITO: Yeah haha hey man I’d really love to talk and junk but I’m sorta like.

MOSQUITO: Busy avoiding responsibility and talking to Captain Diabetes over here.

MOSQUITO: Everybody on the blog loves him.

MOSQUITO: He’s so cool and totally didn’t beat me up like five hours ago or anything.

CAPTAIN DIABETES: Hey, it’s okay Mosquito!

CAPTAIN DIABETES: It seems important. I won’t stand in your guy’s way!

MOSQUITO: (fuck okay uh)

MOSQUITO: Well!!!!!

MOSQUITO: Guess it!!!! Looks like we can!!!! Talk.

MOSQUITO: Now, I mean.

MOSQUITO: Since there’s no other way to avoid talking to you now!!!

MOSQUITO: Not that I don’t!!!!!!!!! Want to, I mean!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

MOSQUITO: !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

WONDER TWEEK: Stop acting like I’m going to punch you again.

MOSQUITO: I’m not acting like that!!!

CAPTAIN DIABETES: Have fun talking, you two!

MOSQUITO: People are asking you questions on the blog too!!!!

MOSQUITO: We can do that! Instead of talking?

WONDER TWEEK: You’re such an idiot. You know you let us all know how to log into your blog, right?

WONDER TWEEK: I can read all of the questions you’re getting. All they’re asking is about what happened anyways!

WONDER TWEEK: So fine.

WONDER TWEEK: Let’s answer some questions if that’s going to get you to explain yourself.

MOSQUITO: You’re too calm and intimidating this is scaring meeeeeeheeheeeheeeee…

You know that soulmate AU trope where the first thing your soulmate(s) says to you is some how magically engraved on your wrist? Why are those stories set in worlds that are otherwise socially normal?

I mean really. If everything was exactly the same except for this trope think of how many people would have hello written on their wrist. Think of how many people would meet the wrong person but hit it off anyway and think well this must be my soulmate(s) because we get along more or less. Think of how many people would get married and have a life and a dog and like start up some kind of artisanal meat market or something and then find out that they married the “wrong” person. Like, people wouldn’t be signing prenups, this is your soulmate it should last forever. So now you’re stuck in this crazy legal battle with your fake soulmate while your real soulmate is like trying to fend off people who also have hello on their wrist and think they’re making the wrong choice. Divorce lawyers would probably make it big in this hypothetical world.

But. I don’t think the above is actually all that likely when you consider that this would be a world where everyone knows that the first thing you say to your soulmate(s) is on your wrist. I think a whole world of this trope would basically teach people that you don’t say hello to strangers.

Instead you blurt out something very original. Last thursday I ate a live worm! I own a collection of glass eyes! I’m secretly a super villain and this is my android body! You know. Distinctive. Something that isn’t likely to be ambiguous.

Think of the possibilities. Think of a society that celebrates truly unique first words. People could see someone and spend hours agonizing over what ridiculous thing they want their first words to be. An unusual metaphor for your undying love? A declaration about how much you like snails? A compliment no one could have ever possibly said to them before? Your nose is a glorious rendition of the Summer Triangle. 

Kids would grow up being encouraged to say outlandish things. You wouldn’t be told to stop saying silly things. You would be told to make sure not to copy the silly things your friend said. Think of how careful parents would be about introducing very young children to new people. Kids that are too young might meet their soulmate and not realize it. They could miss their one chance because they were too busy fighting over a little mermaid eraser.

What about people who can’t read? What about people who are blind?

You wouldn’t say sorry if you bumped into someone on the street. You’d either stay silent or shout something oddball out first, I shove lilacs up my nose. and only then do you say sorry.

Imagine “speed meets”. Groups that organize meetups between complete strangers. You’re in a room with a hundred other people. Line up and start saying outrageous things. I am actually a hippopotamus. No? Okay next. I wish to own seven hundred thirty one and a half dalmatian mice. No? Alright. Next. One day I will travel to Europa in the fanciest of hats. And then the other person grins, Well captain it’s not naked if you’re wearing a hat. And damn they have been waiting years to say that line.

Splash

Characters: Steve Rogers x Reader

Request: @itsanerdlife​ said she wanted bathtub smut based on that one gifset of clark getting in the bath with lois, and i was happy to deliver <3 (I hope you like it!)

A/N: so this was fun guys…ALSO the nerf gun thing in this is based on a real video i saw but i can’t find it for the life of me and i’m so mad…so if you know where it is i will literally love you forever…that’s all. also sorry this is so late…. :( also (also) pls ignore the awful title i am shit at them

Warnings: nsfw, bathtub smut, nerf guns

Words: 2668

Tags:@yourtropegirl @daybreak96

The front door to your and Steve’s shared apartment slams shut behind you, and you lean against it for a second.  “Fuck,” you curse quietly, pulling the disgustingly uncomfortable shoes off and tossing them into the middle of the floor.  You drop your purse and jacket on the floor, knowing Steve will give you those “eyebrows of disappointment,” but you were honestly too tired to care.  You trudge through the living room, dead on your feet and cursing Stark for being so demanding.  Working with the Avengers was exciting, but God was it hard on your feet.

You finally reach your room, where Steve is sitting against the headboard of your bed, files and papers spread out around him. He glances up at you and smiles. “Hey, Princess.  How was your day?”

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Humans are Space Orcs

I jumped onto the train for awhile now but now I have to contribute to it in some way.

Teens.

I ain’t talking about the stereotypical teens that adults always talk about, I’m talking about the dorks that still laugh at the iCUP joke.
But like…aliens don’t know how teens are because all they have heard from adults is how stupid and immature teens could be.
“Their rebellious and they won’t appreciate a single thing you do for them.” Human Rachel growled. “I wouldn’t want them as part of the crew.”
“But were you not a ‘teen’ once yourself?” Srytx gurgle, slightly confused.
“Exactly.” She huffed. “So I know how they work. Take it from me, teens aren’t what you want Srtyx.”
From the little warnings the adult humans have given the aliens makes them all worry as inevitably they are forced to harbor the human teens as well.
There were many things Gypr was afraid of, but this had his pelt flash blue in worry. If the humans were warning them about their own kin was not something that stirred well in his glands.
He shook his head and walked into the room that harbored the teens and two adults.
Some were as small as 4 ft while others simply towered over most adults. They all seemed dissinterested, some of the females talking in a corner while the males were being annoyingly loud. There were groups of mixed genders and others with only a single gender.
Gypr let our a shrill whistle between his fangs causing the humans present to turn to him. The two adults looked severely unconfortable which was understandable, his species did not give off peaceful vibes they were predatory by nature.
“Welcome humans,” Gypr announced. “Human adults will you please go in through that door they have a conference there for the human adults alone. Many of our other humans have said it is best to seperate the youth from them.”
The two adults nodded and turned to give biting glares at the teens. Some payed close attention while the other sniffed and turned away.
“Don’t cause trouble.” The human male growled before they both walked off into the room.
Gypr was slightly confused, they were not very friendly with each other.
As soon as the door closed, Gypr was able to see something…odd.
The loud teens from before continued to make and Crack jokes which eased some of the teens within the group. They positioned themselves to be more of a circle rather than the scattered mess they were in before.
The girls glanced around almost disinterested, but Gypr could see that they were looking for something.
Two teens stepped forward, one a male and the other a female.
The male bowed while the female gave a nod of her head.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you.” The male smiled when he rose.
“Sup dude.” The female echoed. “I’m Angel and this is my friend Stan, we were informed that you’d be helping us out till we moved onto another ship?”
“Yes of Course I am Gypr,” the alien hummed. “I was told by several humans that you do not obey simple rules, I must inform you that anyone that breaks the rules will be punished by the other humans as the captain sees fit.”
“Oh the adults told you that hu?” Human Angel snorted. “Of course they would, stupid ass adults don’t know what the hell their talking about.”
“What my friend means,” Stan interjected. “Is that we understand the implications given, and I assure you no one in our crew will step out of line.”
Gypr, slightly confused, nodded. He started to walk, knowing that the humans would follow.
“Hey Gypr,” Human angel raced to stand next to him. “I have a few questions, and I was hoping you’d be able to answer them.”
“Of course anything you need Human angel.”
Angel stood in front of him stopping them from moving any further.
“You are going to show us our rooms right?”
“That was the plan Human angel.”
“Are we going to be situated with any of the adults?”
“Yes unfortunately we do not have rooms for every single person, so we Andre forced to compromise. Their are ten people to a room Human angel.”
“Are we allowed to choose who we go with and who goes with the adults?”
“The captain nor the humans malentioned any rooming arrangements so I assume it is fine, unless situated otherwise. There are 30 of you we have two open rooms for 10 each but the others will be scattered with human adults.”
Gypr was expecting anger and fighting amongst the group. But Human angel and human Stan only nodded.
“Okay that’s good,” Human Stan grinned. “Are we forced to do any activities with adults?”
“No, adults mentioned that they would not get any work done with younglings like yourself in the immediate vicinity, so you will not interact with any adults unless you so desire.”
Gypr was surprised when about eight of the teens sobbed in relief, earning pats and hugs from their other humans. Gypr surprise and confusion must have shown as Human Stan came to explain.
“Some of us have had bad run in with adults, they treat us like kids and in turn brush us aside, however their are a few of us who have been wronged by adults and we wish to keep them as far apart as possible.” Human Stan explained. “Adults categorize us a certain way because they believe that they know what is best despite us being perfectly capable of making our own decisions. Not all of us are like that, but in my group we try our bests. Please exuse me and angel as we wish to comfort our friends.”
Human Stan bowed again before racing off to hold one of his shaking male friends.
“Human Angel, I was unaware that Human Adults did not treat all you’d fairly.” Gypr was slightly horrified.
Angel shrugged.
“Trust us, some of us were the same way. It took forever to realize what’s wrong with our crew, and we can’t really do much about it either. There are a lot of humans that do not understand the precious life that we hold and will often abuse it as they wish. It is not only human adults who do this, but Human elderly, teens and children as well.” Human Angel sighed miserably, a sound that Gypr was told teens do not make. “Everything is so jacked up Gypr, but we learn to deal with what we have. I promise you we will try our best to not cause any trouble but please note that if push comes to shove we will probably be yelling at the other human adults aboard. It is not out of rebellion but we are all tired of the way we are treated arena as such arguments happen.”
Gypr stood staring at her with his three eyes, he would need to update the manual on human teens.
He stood staring as the human teens eventually calmed each other down and we’re ready to start moving once again.
“You have not mentioned to called you only by name Human Angel and Human Stan, most other Humans are irritated by being called Human before their name.” Gypr rumbled as they stopped for lunch.
“Not all of us are like that.” Human Stan supplied. “But if it makes you feel more comfortable calling us that way, by all means go ahead. Just remember some human won’t always appreciate the way you speak.”
Gypr looked down as his meal, his pelt flashing green as he calmed himself.
Human teens were most mesmerizing.

Larry Fanfic Reading List

Originally posted by hellaharrysgay

Or Brûlant 

Or the one where Harry is the new ballet teacher, despite him being younger than everyone in his class, and Louis is less than impressed by his inescapable talent. They sort themselves out eventually.

6 Weeks

When Harry takes the afternoon shift at the cafe, he meets a boy who drinks a lot of tea and never remembers his umbrella.

Carried Away Like Butterflies

It was probably a huge mistake for Louis to let his former One Night Stand move into his spare room, especially when said One Night Stand doesn’t seem to remember him.

Now You Know Me ( For Your Eyes Only)

au where harry and Louis are solo artists and they’re not exactly friends per se but they’re friendly, know each other from industry parties and things like that and there’s always been this weird unspoken sexual tension between them and Louis’ always kinda confused bc isn’t harry the biggest ladies’ man in the industry?? and one day harry asks Louis to collab with him and of course Louis says yes even tho he’s kinda surprised and harry plays the song for him and Louis is completely blown away by how beautiful it is and it’s a love song and he’s like damn whoever this is about is lucky as fuck bc it’s clearly written from personal experience so they spend all this time together recording and it’s super bittersweet bc they click right away and it takes Louis about three seconds to realize he has a huge fucking crush on harry but on the other hand harry clearly had someone in mind when he wrote the song so the last day of recording comes and Louis’ like “thanks for having me on the song” and harry just shrugs and is like “well it just seemed fitting bc the song is about you”

Looking Through You

Just as Louis and Liam were starting out in the music industry, writing and producing for up and coming artists, a fateful meeting with new pop singer Harry Styles changes everything. Four years later, just as Harry is set to embark on his next world tour, a drunken confession causes a rift between once inseparable friends. As Harry tries to make sense of his feelings for Louis, he begins writing his next album to express them as it may be the only way to break through the walls that Louis has built between them.

Chasing Empty Seats

The year is 1934 and Harry Styles was to inherent the largest tobacco firm in the south. His parents have picked out the “perfect” girl for him to marry and he has the privilege of receiving the highest education possible. The problem was, Harry hadn’t realized he didn’t actually want any part of that future until he met a mechanic named, Louis Tomlinson.

When It’s Late At Night

Louis has zero interest in an ex-boybander turned solo artist when his appearance on the show gets announced, but that’s exactly who he gets stuck with when Harry Styles shows up at the Late Late show to promote the release of his debut album. For an entire fucking week.

Heaven’s Just Begun 

Harry is wholly convinced he’s quite literally a sad excuse for a young adult, but this doesn’t seem to stop the “boy next door” from developing the world’s biggest crush on him.

Do Not Go Gentle

A Grey’s Anatomy AU where tensions are high, Harry and Louis are hooking up in secret, and no one has time for love. Or do they?

Galileo

Louis was captain of the state championship high school soccer team. Harry was that gorgeous, scarf-wearing, long-limbed British kid in his art class. They weren’t supposed to be friends.

But somewhere along the line, Louis Tomlinson opened the locked mystery that was Harry Styles.

Freeze This Moment in a Frame and Stay Like This

Harry (not so) secretly crushes on the cute footie player and fills pages with sketches of him.

Nothing Please Me More Than You

Or…the one where Louis is a barista and Harry is the hot dude that comes in every day and does nothing except sit in the corner, writing in his notebook, all day long. But what Louis learns when he sneaks a peek inside the notebook changes everything.

Little White Lies

“I lied when I got my job.

I told them I had a kid so I could leave early ‘to pick him up from day care’, to take him to doctors appointments and occasionally miss a day 'when he’s sick’. Long story short – I’m in too deep. I didn’t think this through.

Looking to rent a kid for bring your child to work day. Must be a boy aged 4 to 6 with curly hair who plays soccer, essentially he has to look like the stock photo in the frame on my desk. Also must be artistic as the macaroni noodle drawings I made seem a little advanced for someone his age. He also needs to respond to 'my Little Picasso’ as that’s what my spouse and I call him. Also I will pay extra for someone willing to play the role of my spouse when dropping him off. His name is James, he’s named after his grandpa and he’s a defense attorney who often brings his work home.

You know what, just message me for the details, serious inquiries only. H.”

Yell “Penis” For Password

Harry moves in to a new flat, and upon checking the wifi access, happens to find one demanding a very peculiar set of instructions. He makes the decision to follow them, which leads to a very interesting series of events.

There was a Reason I Collided With You

AU where Louis and Harry are neighbors who meet in the elevator of their apartment one morning and it becomes a routine for them. Louis pines a lot. Then one day, Harry doesn’t show up at the elevator like he usually does, and well, Louis might panic.

You Lost Your Shoes as it Started to Rain

harry works in an american bakery but he doesn’t know what scones are and he somehow meets a British boy named Louis.

Sugar

“I hope our paths will ‘croissant’ again.”

There’s a little smiley face drawn next to the words, and it’s ridiculous, Louis knows, but he can’t help the swell of butterflies that he feels as he reads over the words once more. An odd fellow indeed, he thinks.

A moment later he shakes his head and collects himself, because he really does need to get home; he’s sure that Harry is probably watching him from behind the counter, all sweet, smug smiles and pink cheeks. And if he’s being honest, he’s not entirely sure he won’t toss his groceries into the trash and walk straight back into the bakery if he doesn’t leave now, so… he really does need to get going.

Before he goes on his way, though, he plucks the note from the top of the container and carefully tucks it inside of his wallet to protect it from the rain.

That’s how it begins.

Hearts Don’t Break Around Here

Or: the one in which Harry’s having his big movie debut and Louis sings on it’s soundtrack.

The Boys of Summer

Harry is in love with Louis and would have given anything to be his partner for the end of term literature assignment. Louis is the only kid in the class who can get away with anything, and all he wants is the attention of the pretty boy with the curls across the room. Featuring lots of banter, pining, flirting, and Fionn as an unwilling Cupid.

The Pink Album

Or, a love seven years in the making, inspired by Harry’s debut album.

If its Me You’re Looking For

Louis has a bad habit of getting drunk before he confesses–or maybe it’s the other way around. AU. 

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A collection of Larry Fanfics the I plan on reading lol.

updated: 08/27/2017

Time flies

The MCU doesn’t feel that old but then you realize, next year makes a decade.

Tom Holland, who plays Spiderman, was only 11 when the first Iron Man came out and was only 15 by the time of the first Avengers (the first appearance of Thanos).

At the time, he wasn’t involved yet nor did he know he would be. Next year in 2018, he’ll be facing Thanos along with many others

Imagine that. Watching a superhero film as a teen and seeing the first appearance of a supervillain, having no idea that several years down the line, you’ll literally be fighting them.

Secret Identity

Stripper!Au Steve Rogers x Reader

Summary: Just a good old Stripper fic.

Word Count: 3,671

Warnings: Crack fic, Language, Drinking, Suggestive Stuff… (come on)

A/N: I don’t know what happened. It’s incredibly long… but I had fun ;) Since I don’t have anything better, this is my gift for 2.5k Thank you all so much ♥

Originally posted by ddee99

“Are you serious?”

“No, I’m Wanda,” your friend replied with a proud smirk.

You rubbed the spot between your eyes where you could feel a headache coming. Wanda was in charge of Natasha’s bachelorette party. You were supposed to spend the evening in a fancy restaurant, but clearly Wanda had other plans.

“I love it!” Natasha took your hand and made you follow her.

You paid the entry fee and walked into the strip club. It was noisy and surprisingly bright. You cringed as the smell of alcohol hit your nose. Wanda gave you her best innocent smile and looped her arm through yours.

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To Make a Soldier Blush

Pairing: Bucky Barnes X Reader

Summary: You’re a new avenger and you have your own mission to accomplish: making Bucky Barnes blush everytime you see him.

Warnings: I don’t know, forward reader maybe?, shy Bucky, violence. 

Words Count: 2.8k (ish)

A/N: This is my submission for Bee’s 2.1k challenge from @amarvelouswritings (thank you for also being the beta for this Bee, I love you to death). I got prompt 14- “Well, geez, if you don’t like what I’m wearing, I can go and change.” English is not my first language, so excuse any mistakes.

It was hard for you to focus on the projected figure of a giant rotten alien grape that apparently was the one of the possible newest threats to the universe. The reason of your disregarded distraction? How fuckable the group of super-heroes sitting with you around the table was.

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Left At The Altar - Part 1? (Bucky x Reader, Steve x Reader)

Title: Left At The Altar (Part 1?)

Pairing: Bucky X Reader, Steve Rogers X Reader 

Genre: Angst? 

Summary: It should’ve been the best day of (Y/N)’s life, that is, until she was left at the altar by her beloved metal armed soldier. 

PS, this could potentially be a multipart fic if anyone is interested in seeing where this goes. Let me know with your comments or messages! 

MASTERLIST

Part 2  Part 3  Part 4  Part 5

The church was decorated so beautifully it almost seemed ethereal. (Y/N) was dressed in the white wedding gown she picked with her best friends, Steve, Natasha, and Wanda. Settled on the plush couch, her heartbeat was erratic as she constantly fumbled with the soft fabric of her gown. It was going to be one of the most important moments of her life, a day she was dreaming about since she’s set eyes on a James Buchanan Barnes.

(Y/N) met James when he was first introduced to the Avengers facilities. A boisterous Tony Stark was sauntering around the building he owned whilst blabbering about his accomplishments with the Avengers Tower with a quiet Bucky tagging along behind.

(Y/N) was Pepper’s personal assistant and was heading to find Tony to sign an urgent document. Her heels clicked on the marble flooring as her eyes were trained to the document in her hand. As a genetically enhanced super soldier, Bucky picked up the sound of heels clicking from a far distance ahead but paid no mind to it, wanting nothing but to be brought into his bedroom so he could brood in peace.

Just then, Tony spotted the young girl up front; her hair up in a messy bun, a crisp white shirt tucked into her navy pencil skirt with a document she was burying her nose into. Stark couldn’t resist the prankster in him and fell quiet much to Bucky’s confusion. As the girl closed in, Stark performed an immature jump scare that proved to work, when (Y/N) let out a yelp and lost her balance on the thin stilettos she was sporting. Bucky’s fast reflex caught the tumbling girl at her waist, hoisting her up to prevent the nasty fall which resulted in Tony’s devious I-am-up-to-no-good smirk as he got Pepper’s personal assistant to help complete Bucky’s tour.

That was their first meeting three years ago and two and a half years into their relationship, Bucky popped the question in an intimate Christmas gathering with all the Avengers presence. (Y/N) agreed and here she was at their wedding with tears of happiness and a bright smile donning her face.

Natasha and Wanda were fussing around the bride, constantly touching up her makeup, giving her tea to help calm her nerves whilst giving her words of encouragement and admiration.

“You look absolutely beautiful (Y/N), Bucky would be awestruck at the altar, I promise you.” Wanda gushed, clasping the bride’s hands within her own.

Natasha agreed with a wide grin and said, “I’m just going to go check on Steve and Sam to see how everything is going alright? Be right back, sweetheart.”

Out in the decorated church hall was Steve and Sam busy greeting the incoming guests. There wasn’t much invited but everyone who was, is near and dear to the couple. However, missing in this almost picture perfect scene, was Bucky, the groom of this wedding. Sam had a huge smile on his face, greeting everyone that was coming through but Steve was always lacking in the “poker face” department and looked worried albeit smiling at the guest.

Natasha spotted the troubled expression Steve had on once she set eyes on the soldier and hurried towards him. It also did not escape the trained assassin’s eyes that the groom was missing from the crowd.

Grabbing Steve by his arm, the Russian assassin pulled him towards a corner and whispered harshly, “Where’s your best buddy?! Why isn’t the groom out here?! He better be in the bathroom calming down his nerves or I’ll rip his good arm off him.”

Steve’s frown deepened at the questions and he let out a frustrated sigh.

“Goddammit Natalia, I’m trying to locate Bucky myself. He was right beside Sam and I just a while ago. The next time I wanted to ask him if I should go check on (Y/N) he was gone! I tried calling him on his cell a couple of times but he isn’t picking up.” Steve replied in hushed tones, the frown lines on his face deepening with every word.

The super soldier took a deep breath and asked, “How’s (Y/N) holding up? Is she asking for Bucky? Is that why you’re here?”

“She holding up as best as a bride could be on her wedding day. She isn’t asking for Barnes. For now.” the redhead replied.

Every time a crisis is in the works, the captain in Steve Rogers took over as he squared his shoulders and said, “Nat, you go back in there and accompany (Y/N) and help calm her nerves, Sam is taking care of the guests, I’ll continue calling Bucky and get FRIDAY to try to acquire his location, alright? If all else fails, I’m just going to announce that (Y/N) is ill and the wedding is to be postponed. There’s no way I’m going to let the first and last time she walks down that aisle in disappointment and shame. If Bucky is going to cower away, then he’d better stay away. I didn’t give up on my feelings for (Y/N) to not see her happy.”

The captain turned around and made his way over to Stark, most likely to get his help with FRIDAY triangulating Bucky’s location, as Natasha looked at him, worried lines evident on her face as she contemplated ways to end Barnes’ life.

Steve stood at the corner of the now lively church, his hands gripping his cellphone as he typed his hundredth message to his best friend, hoping to get a reply. His calls were now directed to voicemail and texts were all left unread.

He let his mind flit to the night before when he spotted Bucky standing at the common room’s balcony, looking lost in his thoughts. He walked over to his friend and questioned if he was alright. Bucky gave Steve an unsure smile and asked him the oddest question.

“Do you think marrying (Y/N) is right for me?”

Steve replied with a bark of laughter and said they were the best couple he has ever met and will ever meet, why would he be questioning such a thing?

“The past couple of weeks I have been unsure about my feelings towards (Y/N). I mean she’s the first dame I met since I had Hydra erased from my mind. I wouldn’t know if there could be anyone else, any other type of romance, would I? Maybe, she just isn’t the one for me.”, Bucky’s words sounded unsure as he questioned the three long years he’s had with his girlfriend.

Steve didn’t think much of it and thought Bucky was simply having pre-wedding jitters. He reassured his friend and gave him a pat on his back, telling him to get some rest and stop letting his mind wander. He did not expect Bucky’s words to hold any sort of truth to it, until now.

A half hour has passed since the starting time of the wedding with no Bucky in sight. Guests were getting antsy at not seeing the bride or groom. Tony and Pepper have utilized the entire Stark industry technology to located the missing groom to no avail. Sam’s chatters to help keep guests distracted was also slowing down.

Steve looked at a frustrated Tony only to be met with a shake of his head and a whispered, “When a master assassin does not want to be found, he would not be so easily found. But when I do find him, don’t stop me from smashing his face in.”

The wedding was canceled with Steve announcing that the Bride was feeling unwell and was rushed to the doctors.  

His footsteps were heavy as he braced himself to break the news to (Y/N) that her fiancé was nowhere to be found. As he pushed the door open, he was met with (Y/N) red-rimmed eyes, a look of utter defeat on her face.

With a tired and dejected smile and tears rimming her eyes, (Y/N) said, “He left, didn’t he?”

Steve looked at the girl, his own heart breaking at the sight in front of him. He made his way to her side and carefully wrapped his arm around her.

As (Y/N) rested her head on his shoulder she said, “I should’ve known he wouldn’t go through with today. He’s been avoiding me for some time now since the proposal. Since he’s started going to the new technician, Jenny, I think it was, to get his arm checked out, he’s gotten less chatty with me and always seemed preoccupied with his phone when I try to talk to him. I should’ve known those were signs, shouldn’t I, Steve? I was just lying to myself and telling myself that he couldn’t possibly have lost interest in me straight after proposing, could he?”

“Oh (Y/N), you couldn’t have known doll. It isn’t your fault, and would never be your fault.” Steve replied, landing a peck on her forehead.

His eyes flitted towards (Y/N) bridesmaid and saw the anger in their eyes. Natasha and Wanda were probably the closest thing each other has as sisters and were all fiercely protective of one another. They were forced to be reckoned with when angry and they were more than just - angry. But Bucky had Steve to worry about first. He was not going to let this slide like all the other times Bucky fucked up.

(Y/N) has been Steve’s best doll ever since he’s defrosted into the 21st century. She’s been there when Peggy left him, when the accords happened, when he was desperately trying to find and prove Bucky’s innocence and was there when his best friend needed someone. And here his best friend was, doing the worst possible thing he could do as a groom.

Steve has always known he loved the girl. But he’s decided to bury his feelings as he looked at Bucky’s and (Y/N) feelings for each other grow and blossom. He has always been the self-sacrificing type of man. But he was done self-sacrificing, not when his best doll was being left at the altar by the very man he vouched for.

Steve is going to fight what Steve wants. And he’s going to make his best friend regret ever giving up the best thing God’s given them.


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The Horror Genre, Goth Subculture, and Friday the 13th

So, there’s already a post about superstitions and bad luck, but what about the people who take negative superstitions and it make their aesthetic?

Like, Planetary Cruiser XJ9-7 - known as “Adventure” - gets a new human crew member, a scientist of the highest order, a particle physicist calculating their engine thrust. Her name is Amber and she is the living embodiment of lace goth, wears a frilly black dresses with skull accessories, carries around a voodoo doll seemingly for the fun of it. She walks into the ship and starts the allowed personalization of her work and sleeping spaces by adding a skull to her workspace, hanging pentacles over her bed, laying crystals on her shelves and ordering them not to be moved, and putting gruesome posters of movie and book monsters over her walls.

The non-humans onboard Adventure are immediately concerned, and the captain consults the ship’s human sociologist, on staff for just such situations.

“Gah'veen,” Kathro'o warbles. Xe drops xerself in the chair-like pedestal that stood in the front of Gavin’s desk. “There have been …. comments about our new engineer.”

“What sort of comments?” Gavin asks. He hasn’t seen the new engineer and knows next to nothing about her except her credentials for the position. But he’s never encountered someone who shook up a crew so badly that there were complains before they even left the port.

“This human appears to worship misfortune and death. She dressed in the garb of mourning when outside her uniform. She placed a replica of a human skull on her workstation. Her quarters are filled with images referencing death and … and … I do not have the word for them, those imaginary predators that stalk humans in your traditional story-telling.”

“Monsters,” Gavin chuckles.

“Monsters! Yes! With mouths wet with human blood, standing over the mangled bodies of their unfortunate prey!”

Gavin snorts in a bad attempt to swallow laughter. “You really don’t have the concept of monsters on Eilu'ublen.”

“Of course not!” Kathro'o shouts, xer warble suddenly loud enough to hurt Gavin’s ears. Xe clicks xer mandibles in a sign of embarrassment before going on at a more reasonable volume. “There is plenty in the galaxy that can kill you in horrible ways. Only humans make up fictitious ones to add to the list.”

“Many humans find it fun,” Gavin answered casually.

“Fun?” Kathro'o face become pinched and sunken - no doubt because the blood was draining from xer face.

“It’s just … how do I put this? Aesthetic. It simply looks interesting to her, I’m sure. Some people even find stuff like that comforting.”

“Her omens and images of misfortune and death are meant to bring emotional comfort?” Kathro'o voice rattles hollowly behind xer chest plate, and xer eyes are tiny pinpoints of red set deep in xer face.

Gavin clears his throat. “Look, captain, I’ll tell the new girl to go easy on the Addams Family stuff until we can pass around some material on goth culture. In the meantime, I’m going to call the infirmary to come get you. You’re in mid-stage shock, and any longer without medical care and there might be long-term damage.”

“I … yes. That sounds … nice. Thanks to you, Gah'veen.”

They have to haul the captain to the infirmary for anti-shock treatment. Xe and the rest of crew give Amber a wide breadth, and she seems to allow that for a while. Then one day she sends Kathro'o back into the infirmary for more shock treatment by passing out treats from each crewmen’s homeland with little culturally appropriate symbols of bad luck om them. Xe’s halfway through a cycle of anti-shock drugs when Amber, in a floor-length black gown trimmed with black lace, and miniature top hat adorned with a tiny skull-and-crossbones, comes sweeping up to his bed and sits down next to him.

“Hello, Captain!” she chirps, and her cheerfulness is as bright as her chosen ensemble is dark. “I came with a gift for you!” She reaches into the black wicker basket hanging off her arm and pulls out a tiny paper bag.

The bag is a dark purple, the same eerie shade that Eilu'ublese’s exoskeletons turn when they die. On the front is Kathro’o’s name - written in careful, almost juvenile, Eilu'ublese - in powder pink lines, xe’s favorite color. Xe looks from the offering to the offeror and back again, then reluctantly reaches out xer hand for it.

Inside the bag is another, smaller, clear plastic bag filled to bursting with ifora, small cookie-like treats that are as delicious – especially to Eilu’ublese – as they are difficult to make. They’re an expensive treat around the galaxy because it takes years of culinary training to make them correctly. They’re Kathro’o single favorite thing to eat.

“How did you …?”

“They were the most expensive thing I bought, but the look on your face right now is well worth the money!” Amber beams.

They sit a while, chatting as Kathro’o finishes his treatments and gets through half the bag of ifora. As they’re walking away from the infirmary, xe finally just asks the question that’s been bothering xer.

“Am’burr. You are a great scientific mind, and very charming, and even I can see how beautiful you are.”

“You think I’m beautiful!?” Amber squeaks and turns red.

“Yes! Of course. But I don’t understand why you surround yourself with omens and death and evil.”

“Oh. The goth thing. Gavin told me it was freaking people out. That’s why I’ve been taking today to explain it. For me, it’s power. I wasn’t well liked in high school; I felt like an outcast. For me, it felt powerful to take my undesirableness and make it an amour. To feel proud of being different and strange instead of being ashamed of it. It felt cool to be badass.”

“I know this human term, “badass.” It evokes the power to control and live in situations and activates that the weaker of your peers could not handle.”

“Exactly. I wasn’t pretty, or popular, or cool. But I was strong, and scary, and not to be messed with. Besides, there is power in taking what scares you and making it something to seek out. It robs that things of its control over you, and lets you control it.”

“I understand. On Eilu'ublen, we have a similar concept called aurceth, meaning thriving on what kills others. Traveling between the stars, living one’s life in a ship jettisoning through the cold hostile blackness, living among people with almost nothing in common with oneself, even their biology, it takes aurceth.”

“Yep. You and me, Kathro’o, we’re badasses.”

“That we are, Am’burr. By the way, why today? Why all the work, the money spent, the effort?”

“I have a clock that tells me the date and time of my hometown, where my parents still live. Back there, it’s a Friday, and the thirteenth day of the month.”

“I have heard of Fur’eyday the 13th! There’s movie based on the lore!”

“Yep. What better day than the unluckiest of them, to make rounds and spread some cheer?!”

Kathro’o laughs deep in xer chest plate, an excited rumble that bounces off the walls of the hallway. “Excellent! Let us spread cheer, on this inauspicious of days so that the bad luck cannot touch us.”

Amber links her arm through xers and grins, and off they go.

After that, Kathro’o and Amber are best friends. Kathro’o is the first Eilu’ublese goth. Xe introduces the concept of monsters and the horror genre to the Eilu’ublese mainstream as his ship gains renown in its travels, and he and his unique Eilu’ublese take on goth culture become more well know. A Terran decade after that first Friday the 13th, Amber and Kathro’o marry on the observation deck of Adventure. They and their entire wedding party wear black with powder pink accents.

THE LAST JEDI - What we know so far *SPOILERS*

These posts are a breakdown of sorts of what know and have seen from the Last Jedi, through means of trailers, behind the scenes, promotional photos, toys, and leaks. While they showcase a lot, they probably will not and  don’t have everything in them - there’s just so much out there. The posts are also not really meant to meticulously piece the timeline together as a whole, they show things in a general sense, time wise, especially within each part, but not always. There is a lot we don’t know, so it would be impossible to anyway. Some of this stuff is a given, but some of it is speculation based on what we’ve been given.  

PART 2 - Aboard the Supremacy/With the First Order

Meet Supreme Leader Snoke’s Mega-class Star Destroyer The Supremacy. 

  • It is ridiculously large, coming in at 60 Kilometers in width, which is a bit more than 3X wider than Darth Vader’s Super Star Destroyer the Executor is in length!

Snoke’s Throne Room 

  • The lift that Kylo later smashes his hemet in, leads to the Throne Room
  • Mostly likely Kylo’s POV as he comes out of the lift, across the walkway and into the Throne room.
  • All eight of the Praetorian Guards are present, as is General Hux. 
  • Two odd shadowy figures are seen in front Snoke’s weird machine thing on the right, which will be looked at a bit later in this post.

Kylo before Snoke

  • Kylo with his mask and cape on, most likely kneeling before his master, perhaps awaiting what Snoke has to say about his failure in TFA.
  • Two of the eight Praetorian guards seen from below the waist. The one on the left begins to move when Kylo picks up his saber, preparing to fight maybe?
  • Lightsaber shot not guaranteed to be the same scene, as we cannot see /don’t know the state of his costume. Cape? Helmet? 

Picking up the lightsaber to fight?

  • High chance of him picking up the lightsaber to fight, because as he is doing that, one of the guards starts to moves mostly likely in response to that action. 
  • The question then is, is this a spar/test at the beginning of the movies or an actual fight towards the end - with a possible team up? hhmmm

Kylo in the Throne Room lift

  • Kylo smashes his helmet against the wall/lights - destroying both
  • Seemingly after his talk with Snoke, something happened and/or was talked about in that throne room that brought him to this emotional reaction.
  • His cape is missing - went in with it, came out without it?
  • Again most likely early on in the film, as Kylo is still wearing his bandage/bacta patch.

General Hux

  • Very little of Hux has been seen - just on his ship and Snoke’s.
  • However thanks to an Official Japanese Star Wars website we have this little nugget of info. “Although Starkiller Base has been destroyed, the New Republic’s leadership was eradicated by the superweapon’s only firing at Hux’s command. From the bridge of the Finalizer, Hux issues commands to pursue the Resistance.”
  • Seen above with Kylo aboard the Supremacy, and possibly on the Finalizer. Note Kylo is wearing his cape again, it’s likely that it might come on and off - like his scarf did, and then eventually will stay of.

Kylo by himself (but still with the FO)

  • He again is not wearing his cape
  • In top and left pictures of the bottom image he seems to be sitting in a similar or the same exact chair seen TFA when talking to Vader’s helmet.
  • Contemplative and moody. 
  • Turning to look at something in the bottom left image
  • In the top art of a still from the movie, he is holding out his hand and probably using the Force at something/someone in FO hallway.
  • Looking out what  is most likely a starship window, in the bottom right image. 
  • Different locations: possibly his personal rooms, a hallway, and what is probably the bridge of a ship.

Either before the Battle of D’Qar or Crait (more likely)

  • Kylo Ren inside a room, overlooking a hangar bay - he is broodily looking out a window again! lol 
  • New FO version of AT-ATs
  • A few AT-STs seen too, probably upgraded as well 
  • Same hangar bay in both pictures, possibly different scenes.
  • Bottom shot might have something to do with Finn, but more on that below. 

Finn, Rose and DJ go undercover in the FO

  • Finn, Rose, and the mysterious slicer known only as DJ, whom they met during their Canto Bight adventure, are seen dress in FO uniform as a  means of infiltrating the FO. 
  • Their plan likely involves some sort attempt at sabotaging Snoke’s ship  as The Supremacy is seen later on fire and falling apart. They could also possibly be attacking other FO ships as well.

Finn  caught and planned to be made an example of what happens to traitors in the FO.  

  • Finn is captured by the FO, maybe on purpose as a distraction, so that Rose and DJ can finish out the plan - plant bombs/or do whatever is necessary in sabotaging the ship.
  • Finn is brought before his former captain, and is being held down on his knees, retained by a Stormtrooper.
  • The new Executioner/Judical Stormtrooper’s role revealed. One is probably instructed to execute Finn with laser ax, possibly in front of all those people in that hanger bay mentioned above, a La Ned Stark. 
  • Will not end the way Phasma and the FO want to though, as Finn is next seen free and battling Phasma in the now ablaze hanger bay. 

The First Order/The Supremacy is attacked

  • Wether by sabotage from Finn, Rose and Dj, or through some other means - the Supremacy is attacked, alighting a hangar bay in flames.
  • The attack likely saves Finn from his impending execution. 

Finn VS Captain Phasma

  • As seen by the area around them and the various AT-STs, AT-ATs, TIE Fighters and a new FO shuttle, seen previously in the Poe Marvel comic line, this is same hanger bay that Kylo looked onto, which is aboard the Supremacy.
  • It is very much on fire, with it literally falling apart around Finn and Phasma.
  • Finn is using the same Riot Control Baton used on him TFA, just in a new configuration. 
  • Phasma is using her new weapon, a pike/spear of some kind. 

Rey in Snoke’s Throne Room

  • Rey, at some point later on in the film - as seen by her clothing, ends up aboard the Supremacy, inside Snoke’s Throne Room.
  • Snoke tortures Rey, with the Force and possibly with a device/machine of some sort.
  • While the on set device is not complete - some cgi probably will be used, the toy version of it shows it casts off a blue glow. The same blue glow that can be seen reflected on to Rey while she is being tortured.
  • As seen at the top of this post, two shadowy figure seeming with glowing blue eyes are in front of it. So the device is definitely important and is being used for something.

A lot is happening with the First Order, they are coming off both a big success with he destruction of the Hosnian System, and a horrible loss  with the destruction of Starkiller Base. Now Snoke is joining them in person, and they going after the Resistance with a vengeance - but whose to say what the state of things will be like at the end of TLJ. 

I Want You.

Request from @bellasett:Hello this idea just came to me I was wondering if u could do a Steve rogers where he just got unfrozen and his sex drive is up (bc it’s like a side effect from the ice) and the reader has had a crush on captain America for like ever and they meet at stark tower and he ignores her and she thinks it’s her but he just can’t be alone with her without wanting to do the deed and maybe he’s think of all the place he could have sex with her sorry this is really long if u don’t do smut it’s fine tho.

Note: I am soooooo sorry that it has taken me a while to get this written. Between my mind deciding to hate me and a whole lot of changes in my life everything has been a little too hectic for my muse to work. I hope this is what you were looking for! <3 I didn’t do too much smut though as my muse is very slowly coming back lol!

Steve x Reader

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Warnings: Mild language and some minor smut. I haven’t gone into full detail with it and the majority is simply implied but figured I should warn you anyway….if I have missed anything please let me know :)

Disclaimer: GIF used is not mine so all credit goes to it’s creator. <3

You couldn’t believe it, not one bit. He was within arm’s reach of you, currently sleeping on the hospital bed in the room, his chest clearing rising up and then falling back down again at a steady pace….but still there was a part of you that was convinced you were going to wake up soon and be pulled back to reality.

Ever since you were a child you had grown up knowing his face, his name, and he was the very reason you now had the job that you did – working for Shield. He had made it his life mission to save others, never once expecting anything in return, and he had made the ultimate sacrifice in doing so. As far as you were concerned doing this job was your way of thanking him, something you never thought you would get to do in person.

Not only that but you were just like any other red blooded woman and you had developed quite the crush on him despite having never been in the same room as him until now.

A tired groan interrupted your thoughts and the rather perverted gaze you’d had on him as his eyes started to open.

“Captain Rogers?”

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I Saw Her First (Steve Rogers/Clark Kent x reader)

Many superheroes preferred to keep their true lives a secret from the people they protected, but they didn’t mind if they knew each other’s identities; it was almost like a secret club with a code of honored exclusivity.  It was unheard of to out a fellow member, so in an effort to keep the temptation away, Tony threw an annual party at the tower with the hottest ticket in New York that no civilian would ever get their hands on.  It was a party where heroes were free to be themselves; their true selves without the masks and capes, usually drawing in a few new members with each year as the superhero community continued to grow. It was growing so fast, in fact, that after only a few parties, the word of the event had spread like wildfire. Universes began to collide, and heroes who would have never known the other existed formed welcome friendships.

That’s how Superman and Captain America became the mischievous troublemakers of the superhero world.  With a common proclivity for stress relief through humor, the new duo spent nearly as much time plotting their next move as they did saving the world.

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Realistic Sci-Fi

You know what I wanna see in my science fiction? Brand new starships launching with v1.0 operating software on critical systems. 

Software does not ship in states of perfection. There’s always some patch or critical upgrade that comes out four days after software launch day. You know that sometimes that patch has to come out four days after starship launch day, though, much to the consternation of the engineering and helms crew who have been flying at a 45-degree tilt because the right nacelle is cutting out every other cycle, but everyone’s too busy coping with the effects to look for the cause.

Like, obviously, if v1.0 weren’t able to drive the starship in most cases, it would still be in beta, and if it caused the anti-matter drive to overload under general usage conditions, it would never see release, but even though SpaceNavy coders are generally proud of their work and really hate when bad code goes out it does happen, usually due to ignorantly rushed timetables from Fleet brass. But you know there’s a coder somewhere waiting four days for the fuel injection code to compile only to find that it causes immediate catastrophic Total Ship Annihilation as soon as it’s turned on because she placed an extra closed bracket at the end of that seven-thousandth nested function. After 72-straight hours of line-by-line debugging, she finds it and starts the recompile all over again.

And no matter what they do, coders can’t contend with the actual user community. Like, SpaceNavy is chock full of modders posing as engineers and you know they’re always tampering and tweaking the code “to improve efficiency, Captain.”

In fact, “engineering conferences” are basically just modding community conventions, and the mod that gets all the acclaim is the one that makes the big glowy drive core glow green instead of blue. Half the attendees vow to come back next year with code that will cycle through all the human-visible colors.

I want to see replicators that just, no matter what beverage is requested, will only provide the absolute worst coffee anyone’s ever tasted. Of course, not having any real coffee while in transit, the crew just makes due. Of course after the patch FINALLY gets rolled out, orders come down from the Captain to roll it back because the new version gives other beverages, but can’t seem to make the terrible coffee anymore and everyone has become literally addicted.

Basically, give me actual corporate and military software in space. With mods. 

Patater Week - Day 7

Feb. 12- Adopting a Pet Together (Bonus points for including Kit!) - 1.5K

Kimmy’s sitting outside the pet shop, fenced in with two other volunteers and about fifteen puppies when the 6’4 guy with the Falconer’ cap comes up to her.

“Puppy for sale?” he asks, his accent thick. European, Kimmy guesses, but she’s pretty bad at pinpointing these kinds of things. He’s pointing at the wriggling ball of fur in her lap, gnawing at a plastic bone.  

“Adoption,” Kimmy says, then cradles the puppy as she stands. “Would you like to hold him?”

“Can I?” the man asks, sounding pleasantly surprised as he sets down his groceries.

“Sure,” Kimmy says. This particular puppy hasn’t really been catching the attention of families throughout the day. He’s a little plain, Kimmy supposes, and shy around strangers. “Just kind of hold him with two hands—there you go.”

The man is astonishingly gentle when she transfers the puppy to him, and the dog looks comically small in his hands. The man’s eyes are twinkling, and he holds the dog close to his chest, kissing it on the head very lightly as he murmurs in Russian.

“His name’s Kenny,” Kimmy says. “We found him in a box downtown, along with a couple others. They’ve all had their shots, gotten fixed, microchipped, it’s all included in the adoption fees.”

“His name Kenny?” the man grins, like there’s a joke behind that. 

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Some Thoughts: Navy, the Ruby Squad, and what it holds for the Crystal Gems

Anonymous said:
If you’ve seem “Room For Ruby”, what are your your thoughts on Navy now?

Now that we know the whole truth, it’s debatable whether Steven was copying Navy’s mannerisms– 

or Navy was copying Steven’s.

In fact, now that we know the whole truth, it’s a little difficult not to put context into the things Navy was saying.

“All the other Rubies are mean to me. I just want to be somewhere where I can be myself.”

“It’s almost like, it’s always changing!”

In hindsight, it’s worth noting that these words are exactly what the Crystal Gems would have wanted to hear from her: Earth as a place where things can change, where gems can grow and be who they want to be. I raised an eyebrow when she talked about the other Rubies’ being mean to her because when we analyse their dynamics it seems rather farfetched that Navy would declare she felt this way. 

To me, this indicates there’s more than meets the eye in this episode. A lot of moments felt very discordant with how we expected things to play out, not only with Navy, but also with the Crystal Gems and how they were acting. 

I think this episode holds some implications for how the Ruby Squad operates as well as what it’ll be like when we see the Rubies next time. Given that, let’s get to it.

1. We don’t give the Rubies enough credit

When last we saw them, the Ruby Squad, they were almost successfully ambling towards each other in Adventures in Light Distortion. That means upon getting tossed into outer space, they individually decided that they had to get back to one another. 

In Room for Ruby, we find out that all along, Navy’s goal was to get back the Ruby Ship. Somewhere up in space, either she or the Squad put together a plan with several contingencies. And getting their ship back is a smart move for the Rubies because they’re currently adrift in space with no means of propulsion. Getting the ship back would be the fastest way to reconvene and regroup. 

At the heart of it, we can’t forget that Rubies are soldiers. That means they’re trained to survive in the most chaotic circumstances. In those moments, it’s doubtful that another gem will be present and serving as commander, which is why it’s significant that Doc is the clear-cut leader. 

Meanwhile, it’s become a bit of an inside joke that nobody trusts Rubies to do anything right in the show, everyone says as much, “Man, Rubies are dumb.”  It’s odd then that the exact opposite is being done. Rubies are trusted with their own missions. If they weren’t to be trusted at all, then another gem would be coming along to supervise.

It’s believable that a single Ruby could serve as guard to a gem as rare and important as Sapphire, both in The Answer, and even in the modern Gem Heist. In both cases, there is no other gem making sure the Rubies get the job done. 

These instances stand in sharp contrast to Holly Blue’s role in the lives of the Famethyst, gems perceived to be of much higher standing than Rubies. Their being Earth gems plays a factor in this infantilisation, but the Rubies aren’t just innocuous foot soldiers either.

As mentioned, they’re trained to survive, and that requires a certain degree of autonomy and resourcefulness, training and preparing. Homeworld trusts them to go on missions successfully, and it’s no surprise that the Rubies expected to successfully complete their Earth mission. 

Rubies aren’t innocuous. Eyeball knew exactly how to approach meeting Rose Quartz; she went for the kill the moment it was confirmed. Navy planned exactly how to deceive the Crystal Gems. 

That Garnet saw it as a possibility prior to the end of the episode means hearkens back to how her future vision works. Garnet explores paths that she feels are within the realm of plausibility. That’s why she didn’t see Pearl’s deception in Cry for Help, because she found the idea too implausible to entertain and explore. But Garnet herself said “Not all of them” in response to the idea that “Rubies are dumb.” She would know firsthand that there’s more to a Ruby than the bumbling outer appearance.

@thelightwithinthedark said:
What can you say about Garnets monotone reaction when Navy stole the Ruby ship?

While I don’t think “monotone” was the most accurate way to describe Garnet’s reaction when she realised Navy deceived all of them, I do agree that there seemed to be a lack of concern now that a potentially dangerous group of gems now has access to a reality-bending ship. 

It appears she is either running through some possibilities or she doesn’t see this as a huge setback or threat for the CGs. These aren’t mutually exclusive, but that they aren’t jumping to action could also be indicative of their knowing that they don’t have the resources to go after said reality-bending ship. Garnet isn’t the type to openly worry, and from her standpoint, there is nothing they can do, unless at one point someone placed a tracking device on the ship. So worrying wouldn’t have done anything and preparations for the future don’t have to be done immediately.

And I feel that fits in perfectly with the theme of the show, which always says not to judge or presume things about other individuals. It was easy to label the Rubies as adorable and ‘smol’ and therefore harmless; just as it was initially easy for many to paint Jasper as filled with bloodlust. It’s consistent that the Rubies, initially portrayed as comic relief in Hit the Diamond, would have a lot more going underneath.

They are a cohesive unit that trusts one another and trains future Rubies. Earth wasn’t their first mission and they’re determined not to make it their last. They have all the skills a resource-deprived civilisation can equip them with so that more resources aren’t wasted. And I’ll be talking about those special set of skills next.

2. Room for Ruby emphasises differentiation among the members of the Ruby Squad

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Newcomers Pt 10

The Human/Gal forces landed in an opening where there was little Benemar to resist them so they would have a chance to consolidate and organise their forces, the Benemar are often called the masters of defence but not even they can defend the whole planet at once. Still their landings were not uncontested, small mobile Benemar forces harassed them and killed many as they were just hitting the ground. But once the Humans and Gal got moving they were quickly overwhelmed. This they expected as those small forces were only to make sure the enemy didn’t land unopposed. Cathy finished off a Benemar that refused to die after being shot by three of them so she simply went up to it and tore his head off.

“This much more fun than shooting them” she said.

“You fight well Human Cathy” a Gal signed to her.

“Thanks, I’m sorry I shot one of you earlier”

“It is understandable”

Cathy smiled, despite reservations from the front line soldiers fighting alongside the Gal they had quickly earned each others respect.  

“Sightings put a large force of Benemar ahead of us” the Gal signed.

“Indeed, we are outnumbered” Captain clerk said appearing next to Cathy.

“Just means we have more targets” Cathy said smiling.

She cast her mind back to the ship, Hesky was there taking care of their baby and even though they were in the safest place she still worried about Depit. Both of them had wanted to go and take part in the invasion but Clerk had ordered that one stay behind should something happen to the other. They had played rock, paper, scissors to decide and Cathy had won, Clerk gave them an hour to say goodbye which they spent the only way they could, rampant sex.

The invasion consisted of over 18 million Humans along with war machines and nearly twice as many Gal which together they launched a three pronged attack.

Clerk’s force would land and head west while Williams would secure their flanks while Kiev went east. If all went according to plan Clerk and Kiev would meet on the other side of the planet. But Humans knew that in war things seldom go according to plan, at least never perfectly.

“Our scouts tell us the enemy heavily out guns us and are advancing” Jenkins said holding his ear listening to the scouts reports and speaking them to Clerk.

“We have not yet unloaded our tanks and other such vehicles” Cathy said looking over and the landing craft still descending with the equipment. Their pods were designed for quick deployment to secure the landing area so that they can bring down the heavier weapons. This needed time and Benemar were already advancing to meet them.

“We attack” Clerk said walking back “Gal, bring up your own forces and prepare to move out”

“Yes captain” he signed and moved off and as a swarm the others moved with him.

The Gal had agreed to the Humans command structure and would follow the Human officers, all Gal were recognised as the rank of private, the common foot soldier. Since the Gal had so sense of an officer they just agreed in the spirit of co operation.    

Although not as co-ordinated the Humans moved once they had the orders to do so, what podsuits that came down with them that were still running and the few tanks they had were also brought forth.

“Right listen up everyone” Clerk started “The Benemar outnumber us by a hell of a lot, like really a fucking hell of a lot and have a lot more heavy guns than we do…a lot more. So this is our plan, get in close combat where their heavy guns will be useless and we have the advantage. Simple and easy but make no mistakes, this is not going to be one sided, we cannot retreat from this” Clerk looked at the soldiers looking to him all of them heard him over the com but still looked in his direction. “Well what are you waiting for? Lets go kill them”

They cheered so loud that even the Benemar who were miles away thought they heard them, even the Gal sounded their screeching call to add to the noise. The first main assault was under way.

The Gal were fast, very fast with their many tentacles which pulled them along the ground at incredible speeds, they had no bone structure at least not in the true sense but just a mass collection of dense muscles that were almost as hard. At all times when they ran half of their tentacles were on the ground and it made it look like they were almost spinning. They were always considered the fastest in open terrain by the Alliance, so one could imagine the Benemar’s amazement when they saw the Gal charging towards them, and the Humans were keeping pace.

Even the Gal were surprised, they had never seen a Human run before as Humans had always fought them by landing their pods right on top of them. But in open ground the Humans on only two legs kept up with the Gal and did not seem to tire in the slightest.

The formation was mixed, the two armies had merged together so that in every point the Humans could give the Gal some small arms cover fire.

Behind them the artillery Gal were being carried by the podsuits as they were slow to relocate and would place them in a better position and stay to protect them.

Cathy ran alongside a guard Gal but just behind it’s shield, it was huge the size of an elephant and it thundered the ground as it’s six legs ran. She felt a lot safer running with this thing next to her.

Then the Benemar were in sight and they opened up with a devastating volley, the Guard Gal may have been present but with so many Benemar firing they were bound to find holes in the armour and many Gal and Human were hit. Luckily the Human’s armour saved them from anything fatal and many would get back up and continue charging.

Then the heavy bombardment came, the guard Gal next to Cathy was hit and killed, it’s head hit the ground and it’s back end flipped over it. She managed to jump aside and over a small ditch as more shells landed around her. From behind the Humans responded with their own tanks and artillery Gal and a number of guided missiles. Above her the air was being contested, Human fighters fought with Benemar craft for control of the air switching position of hunter and prey in mere moments.

All Humans were equipped with not only a rifle with a bayonet and a pistol but a blade on their backs, it was only a few feet long and was mainly used with fighting the Gal in mind. But it would work just as well against the Benemar. This was the main weapon they were going to use in this battle, many Humans discarded their rifle as they neared the Benemar lines. They were not going to need them.

The Benemar fired at will now, desperate to halt the charge, some Gal had morphed into a form that resembled a horse as the request of a number of Humans and were letting them ride them like cavalry. Clerk was at the front, he hated leading from the rear and he was going to make sure he was the first to the Benemar line.

But he was hit and went down a few hundred feet away.

The Human/Gal force smashed into the Benemar army that had drawn their own primitive looking blades, they were too large really but it was there way that bigger is better.

Cathy jumped past one decapitation it’s head as she did and drive her blade into the chest of another. They never stopped for if she did she would have been trampled to death by her allies behind her so she ran past and in and out of the Benemar bodies till she had to turn and fight. The two armies had merged and nothing short of slaughter took place. The Benemar had to rely on their numbers as the Humans were stronger and the Gal were faster, and the Benemar had more than enough numbers and it was thought the Benemar had more than a quarter of a million warriors than the Human/Gal army. Even so at first there was no clear winner. There was no formation as the fighting came down to millions of single duels with each individual fighting for their lives. Guard Gal ran rampant through the Benemar still their legs were out from under them, Human’s found themselves tackled from behind to loose their footing and would be set upon by several of the enemy. The Benemar grew frustrated that the Humans could lift them up and throw them with seemingly little difficulty. Even if they caught one from behind to shoot them in the back a Gal would often leap to the Humans defence and vis versa. The Humans and Gal worked together well.

The Benemar drove their wartrucks which were massive armoured vehicles into the fray running down troops of both sides and firing their rapid fire guns at everything that did not have a snout.

The noise, it was more than white noise as if one listened carefully they could hear the grunts the shouts and the screams of the dyeing, the clash of metal and cracking of gunfire. It would enough to make anyone go mad if they were not to busy fighting for their lives. Above them the fightercraft were fighting almost as intensely but it was almost pointless. Neither side could look down and distinguish friend from foe and thus could not help. The two sides had merged and only one side was going to walk away with any kind of force left. If they were going to walk away at all.

Cathy fought alongside a Gal she had saved after a Benemar got hold of one of it’s tentacles, wherever she went it followed keeping an eye on her back so that she could not be taken unawares. This became the common theme, the Gal would attach themselves to a Human soldier and work with them, they may not be able to read each others minds but they still had their instincts that guided them.

She had lost track of how many Benemar she had killed but then again she wasn’t really keeping track, she had found Karen in all this mess and exchanged a few looks to see if the other was wounded before being set upon by a gang of Benemar. She lost track of her after that. She could only hope she was okay.


Silence. The battle had ended some hours ago after raging for entire night each side flooding their forces into this battle not willing to surrender the field. If the Humans and Gal fell back their landing area would be under threat, if the Benemar had to fall back the landing area would not be immediately assailable and the Humans and Gal could push on.

The ground was covered like a carpet made of bodies from both sides, the soil usually a black colour was now red, the only thing all these aliens had in common was the colour of their blood.

Standing tall above all this death was a pole with a flag waving in the win, signalling which side was the victor this battle.