these are very blue as well

lil1622  asked:

Why are you the best Figment? Much Love, T🖤

“Well how could I not be?”

Dark gestured towards himself as if providing an example. He motioned down to the sharp blue navy three piece tuxedo, polyester grey vest peaking out over a rich light blue tie that seemed soft as silk. His grin was smug and self-absorbed, but somehow it simply made the charming snideness to him become all the more prominent. There was an odd attraction to someone who understood how good they looked.

“You’ve seen just how suave and collected I can be. My hand over the very breath of reality is powerful. One crack of my neck, and I can shatter through dimensions and leave particles of your very being quaking in its wake. I am the very resemblance on how grand and inspiring a figment can be.”

He slid his hands down then, leaning his body forward to let that momentary enjoyment turn to something more ominous and challenging.

“And I am also the resemblance on how… dangerous a figment can be.”

anonymous asked:

I feel like there's a very distinct look to scandinavian style homes that's not really dependent on white or pale colors though, but rather something sort of crisp that I can't really put my finger on? But I love it! Instagram user Krickelin has a very lovely scandinavian style home in all blue, for example (it's a public persona account, so I think it's okay to share like this)

Yes I agree, I usually see immediately which country the home stands in (not just with Scandinavian homes but in general) every country has its own ‘look’, no matter how the home is styled! I love Krickelin’s home (I’ve posted it on my tumblr as well, you can see it here). It’s still very Scandinavian but with colour, wallpaper and vintage items :)

A VERY DESCRIPTIVE & DETAILED PROFILE OF YOUR MUSE. Repost with the information of your muse, including headcanons, etc. If you fail to achieve some of the facts, add some other of your own! When you’re done, tag 15 other people to do the same!

Tagged by dat boi @actualkomodo

NAME: Subetei of the Noykin
AGE: 29
SPECIES: Au Ra (Xaela)
INTERESTS: Hunting, Brewing, Leatherworking, Fighting Everything That Moves
PROFESSION: Mecenary, Hunter
BODY TYPE: Heavily muscular and tall, well defined but with suitable fat to support musculature. Lean face and overall sharp features.
EYES: Azure blue with the left eye heavily damaged by a spear wound
HAIR: Steel gray with tips dyed or inked a wheat yellow, styled to be pushed back into spikes with four braids off his temple area.
SKIN: Rough, heavily scarred and a dark blueberry color, with blue-black scaling and horns.
HEIGHT: 7 foot 1 inches
WEIGHT: 261lbs
COMPANIONS: Neyuki, Valdhur, The Dragon’s Crown Tavern and Associates
ANTAGONISTS: The Elementals, Some Ishgardians, Giant Toads
COLORS: Brown, Blue, Black
SMELLS: Dust, Salt, Metal, Herbs, Old Leather
FRUITS: Blueberry, Breadfruit, Wild Strawberries
DRINKS: His Mead, Neyuki’s Tea, Cold Water, Literally Anything From Limsa
ALCOHOLIC BEVERAGES? Yes / No / Occasionally
SMOKES? Yes / No / Occasionally
DRUGS? Yes / No / Occasionally
FIGHTS? Literally Always  / Yes / No / Occasionally

Tagging: @tarot-dancer @alrik-dotharl @lorythas @moryera-xiv @sciondork @sigridderioslainn @lokiofishgard @abalathian @celestial-opposition @dayuuqi @bexyamalaryssia @manawalls @zenathered @connor-is-the-captain-of-my-bed @hithren 

And anyone else, I was trying to tag some folks I don’t normally tag SO IF WE DON’T TALK MUCH AND YOU GOT TAGGED THAT’S WHY

Halloween Chapter 3

Chapter 1, Chapter 2

TW: None

Tags:  All:  @nervouswastelandvoid​, @marlenej1​, @lastbeliever​, @ladyalexa​,@books-netflix-and-pizza​, @pillow223​, @jaybirdtrash

Pairing: None

Word Count: 545

     The boys returned to the Manor, Alfred greeting them, Dick making sure to say his name out loud for you. You gazed around the lavish halls that were decorated for the season, you could help but think of your own family.

   Alfred shivered,“My word did I’d get colder in here?”

  The boys all shared looks,“Well…” Dick stared.

    There were footsteps and you turned to see a man maybe in his middle forties. He was very fit despite it, and had pale skin, blue eyes and black hair,“Where were you four?”

  “Bruce! We were checking out the house from yesterday,” Dick replied, moving to the kitchen,“We met a new friend.”

 "Really? Who?“

  "Her name is Y/N. Very temperamental,” the room dropped a few more degrees,“ But, but but! Very nice.”

  “Okay,” Brice looked around,“What’s going on?” Dick sighed and pulled out the Ouija board. Bruce stared at it,“Where did you find that thing?”

 "In the attic when I was twelve,“ Dick replied,"Alfred, Bruce, to prove we aren’t lying, come here.” You watched as the two older men took positions with Dick,“Y/N? You there?”

   You moved the piece to yes and Alfred bit back a cry and sprang away. Bruce frowned and glared at the four boys,“Why?”

  “Father, Y/N saved me the other night,” Damain was the first to speak,“When we asked why she wouldn’t move on, she simply said Justice. For her and her family.”

 Alfred groaned,“Of course.”

   "We could not ignore her!“ Damian argued,"Y/N needs us!”

  Bruce sighed and rubbed his eyes,“To do what? Solve a case that’s over one hundred years old? We probably have little to no information on it. Cases weren’t handled like they are now.”

   Your emotions fluctuated from anger to fear, to sadness. This had been a waste of time. You shouldn’t have trusted the boys. The Manor started to shake, and knocking sounds resounded throughout the house. The boys looked around in worry while Alfred was concerned about the pots hanging over their heads and Bruce’s face fell into disbelief.

 "Y/N,“ Damian cried, looking around for you, "Cease this childish behavior, we will still investigate your case regardless of how my Father feels!”

  You took a moment to calm yourself. Damian reminded you of your little brother, you thought of his smiling face before that awful night and forced yourself to calm down. You focused on the triangle piece and it shook as you tried to move it. Dick, Bruce and Alfred placed their hands on it again, and you spelled out,“Sorry.”

   "Y/N,“ Dick started,” Could we see you?“ You focused and soon found yourself become a somewhat tangible. Everyone turned to face you and you smiled sheepishly at them. You watched as Bruce’s fists clenched, as did Jason’s jaw,"I didn’t you were that young,” Dick admitted.

  You looked down at yourself and saw the blood seeping up from the wounds you had sustained from your death and making dark splotches on your sweatshirt. You panicked, looking back up at the horrified face of the others, you threw your hands over yourself and disappeared.

 You heard Bruce as he turned to the boys and said,“Fine. We’ll investigate.”

anonymous asked:

u remind me of green, I don't really know why, but... green's good and safe and you're good and safe and nice. So there, to me you're green. You're the best

aaaaaa you’re the best, friend ! thank you very much ! this is really kind of you to say,,

hope u don’t mind a doodle!!

WKM - What happened?

I’m going to cover all of this mess in this post. It’s just what I think could be the truly amazing story behind this amazing video series. 

There are LOTS of questions in my own head and I’m gonna try answering (hopefully) most of them! Here we go!


The biggest question raised is, obviously, who killed Markiplier? From what we could gather throughout the series, demons are likely to exist in this scenario.

Even the newspaper gives a hint that the mayor might have been a “demon in disguise”. So there are spiritual, supernatural things happening here. I, for one, can not answer the biggest question out of all, how he died and who he was killed by. I can only make one assumption; here’s my theory.

We know that Mark’s body went missing at some point. Where exactly is never shown or hinted at, but I have a likely theory that Mark himself was the one to hide his own body in form of his spirit. Or just, behind all that was happening in general. However, what we do know is that Mark, I quote (Damien): “(He) trapped us here in this broken shell and we had no way out.” 

It seems established that, during the time we were outside to talk to the gardener, Damien and Celine tried to reach out to Mark(’s ghost), hence she wanted to “talk to the dead”. During that time, Mark took the chance to inhabit Damien’s body and trap him inside his own, dead shell that could not be used anymore. Whilst doing so he either accidentally killed Celine by possessing her first, her not being able to hold the soul inside her body, OR Celine did not die and let Damien inside her body to save him from being thrown into the corpse, which would explain why she was red and blue in the end sequence of Chapter 3. She also appears to be having two pairs of eyes above her head at one point. Possibly a hint that she’s two in one at that point?

Either way, we know that Damien represents BLUE and Celine represents RED thanks to the ending of Chapter 4:

Which is why it could very well be that She kept Damien’s soul inside her body for a short while to save his life. And of course Damien was PISSED after that, betrayed by whom he cared for, who he fought Will for and whom he thought was a good, a childhood friend he could trust. That’s for the angry step towards us, the angry stare. He looks at us, knowingly. He chooses his victim that very moment.

We are told to run. The door closes and Celine does not come out. Her shell possibly broke and both souls were set free without a shell, or she kept it up and waited for the right moment to talk to us. 

The right moment being the time Will shot us.

And here is the thing; We did NOT die. If you listen closely, you can hear a faint heartbeat in the background during this very scene. They both tell you to believe them, tell you stories to make you feel sorry for them. Which, of course, you do. Damien seems pissed and loses his temper once more, like he did with the Colonel before, and shouts angrily that Mark walks around in his body. Which is why I think that part is true. He couldn’t take his anger in. He can’t, he has a low temper, that’s just it.

But Celine reminds him that he “can’t do this right now”. Reminds us to believe them. What you’re told is that Mark trapped both of them inside his old, dead body and that they brought you there so you have a chance to survive. Damien tells you that you can’t survive on your own and Celine says she can bring you back the same way she brought you there. But what Damien says afterwards is the most important clue.

He says: “But you can’t survive on your own. You’re .. dead, after all. (…) I know this all sounds crazy. Honestly, I don’t know what the fuck is going on. But I know that I trust Celine. And if you trust us … let me in. We can fix this.”

Gathered: Damien lies to you after all this time of actually being genuine. He was betrayed by Mark, knows that you trust him, wants revenge and is angry. He lures you into a false sense of security, tells you you can fix this together. He makes you feel like a friend by telling you that he feels the same way about all of this. And then, he mentions that oh so beloved trust of his. That one thing he completely lost thanks to Mark. 

Also important to note; It is ONLY DAMIEN that inhabits your body after all of this. Why is that?
Celine states that she can send “you” back, not “us”. She says “you” have a choice. And Damien ends his sentence with “let me in.” Not let us in.

You trust Damien and he tells you that it will work, he promises.

And it does work! You wake up in your own body, get up, meet the Colonel who is completely out of it by now.

He does not recognize us as a “Dark” or “Damien” because we don’t look like Damien yet and Dark doesn’t exist yet either. Damien, at this point, is inside our body and trying to take over. 

We listen to what Will says and see him, in desperation and utter confusion, try to find his dear friends he lost.

Once he’s away, only THEN do we walk over to the mirror. And here is where it gets interesting.

We take Damien’s cane: Take a look at the hands.

A thin, female and young looking hand (possibly Amy wee i love her), but then something happens.

The hand changes, transforms into a different one. Into a hand similar to Damien’s. Because Damien is inhabiting your body by himself. Celine is likely still in Mark’s body or, as I mentioned earlier, never died to begin with. It’s Damien who was so fed up, he had to use you to get what he wants. And he gets it alright:

A body. A shell to use as a puppet. He transformed your body into a copy of his own. Mark likely still uses actual Damien’s body, but Damien had to make you look like him to finish this with you. 

Then this happens.

And sad music plays in the background all throughout this scene and it broke my heart - but why did it break my heart? Because that right there is a representation of broken trust, my friends. Damien threw us out of the body he stole from us and trapped us either behind our screens or in that mirror (hence the weird noise light inside the crack). He used us. He manipulated us. We were his first victim.

And he feels bad about it at first. Note how Dark’s look changes after he throws us out? Because now we can see what he truly is; a broken man. He had so much trust in Mark, in us. He was a genuine, good and kind hearted man. He neglected his other friends for Mark only to then find himself betrayed by Mark or whatever he had unleashed that day. He is troubled, his emotions are a whirlwind and all the while he has to keep his anger inside. After all, Damien has a short and low temper. Guilty about what happened, he looks up at you.

Reminds himself that he has a goal now; take revenge. Looks at you now with almost disgust to make you feel even worse. This is a reflection of his own emotions that very moment. We are supposed to feel exactly what Damien felt. Betrayal, fear, loneliness. An end. The mirror itself is a genius metaphor for this.

He then leaves us. Clearly guided by rage and hatred and you can FEEL that, I get goosebumps just thinking about this. (@markiplier frickin amazing acting, dude!) Anyway, here he makes up his mind to take back control over what is rightfully his. Mark; his own body.

We are then left in darkness, questioning and clueless, sad and quite literally broken. 

Dark’s origin, ladies and gentlemen.

(just my take on this. It’s probably, like, super wrong lmao also sorry for the long post ilyall)


Your love is an abyss for my heart to eclipse

The way that Riku looks at Sora just makes me melt

“That Was All You”: A Black Paladin Lance Meta

Alternatively Titled: Local Girl Digs Heels In So Hard She’s Laying on the Ground. “This Is My Home Now,” She Says.

Listen. Listen. No, I don’t know when to quit. Yes, I have a midterm tomorrow and am procrastinating. Shut up.

Now, since this is going to be long as hell (because I really don’t know when to quit), here’s a quick summary of my argument: 1. we’re building up to a leadership arc with Lance, 2. the pilot of the Black Lion depends not just on Black but on the team, and 3. Keith and Red still have a connection.

Blah blah blah, general disclaimer, I am probably could be wrong, lesgo:

Season 4 episode 6 sees the introduction of a new galra super weapon – a planet rigged to explode and take the whole solar system out with it. Right after destroying the galra stronghold on said planet, the team is suddenly surrounded by giant spire things and have no idea what they are.

And it’s Lance that makes the right call. He’s the one that not only says “hey let’s leave,” but also “and here’s how we’re going to do it.” He looks at this situation, sees a need to distance them from it immediately, and knows exactly who to delegate the task to. 

Keep reading

anonymous asked:

your comic of long haired mob and reigen is AMAZING! if you dont mind me asking, how did you make the colors in your comics look uniform (ie: blue in that one comic) and yet still recognizable of their original/normal color palettes, did you use a layer mode? or something else?

OKAY THIS IS. a challenging question to answer, even though it’s easy in practice.

The Doozy ABoT comic is a bit of an exception to the rule of how I color in general, but I can show you a glimpse into how that color process went. Also I use Sai for everything listed.

I’m using a picture I haven’t colored/merged yet to show what I mean, since you need to keep the lineart separate for my process to work. You can see how I color lineart here. Here it’s just at 30% lumi&shade.

Ya start with ur flats. Rad. (and always have backup flats on a duplicated layer)

getcha some faded blue set on a grouped screen layer.

Some faded blue on a multiply layer

(this is where i divulge from how i usually color comics, to be continued below **)

Because the comic was a night scene, i leave the darks/contrast as is, since you lose a majority of it in dark scenes, and just apply an orange screen layer where the light’s gonna hit them.

select the inverse of that (with some space to give that weird shade-line in my stuff) and add some more blue on a screen layer and viola! you got my basic process for coloring that comic. and you didn’t even have to do much to preserve the original color palettes in people’s minds.

**back to how i normally color comics (here i used faded purple on my screen/multiply layers)

your average scene is very well lit, so it’s important to show the regular contrast as is. so – you get your sucker all done up, then

you adjust the brightness/contrast/color deepen until it reflects the difference you started with. now u have your original set of hues looking like it got passed through a purple color filter, but functioning better imo.

I personally like it a little toned down, so I add back in some of that reserve flat layer. I eyeball it, but this was around 52% opacity.

Multiply layer where your shades go. (with more faded purple)

Luminosity layer on top of the shades to make that solid line in my darks I was talkin about. (with even more faded purple)

And you can have an optional screen layer in the highlights (by selecting the inverse of your shade layer.) Here I used yellow bc why not. 

That is the other important thing about my art. My shades and highlights are kept to 1-2 colors. Here it’s orange and green

Here it’s blue and red. The simplicity looks better to my eyes.

aight you made it to the bottom go treat urself to smth nice

Some Things about Magnus Chase that you might’ve forgotten:

- Had very bad asthma as a kid
- Was very skinny, even before becoming homeless - you could see his ribs & he had a concave chest
- Was allergic to many things - like dust, pollen, etc
- Was bullied in school for being a nerd
- Was very physically weak & had a hard time exercising
- The only times he could breathe properly was when he was in the forest/in the wilderness
- Told people his name rhymes with ‘swagness’ - of which he admits he has none
- Likes comic books
- Is left-handed
- Reads Steven King novels & works by Neil Gaiman
- Plays fishing video games
- His and his mom’s apartment was above a Korean restaurant
- Doesn’t like to be touched
- Was beaten up multiple times when homeless by people looking for drugs/drug money
- Spent most days while homeless in the library so he could continue learning and to watch episodes of his favorite TV shows
- Is a BIG Dr. Who fan
- Repeatedly broke into people’s cars to steal money - but only if they seemed to be Rich Assholes
- Will gladly steal anything from Rich Assholes
- Calls himself the Judge, Jury, and Thief
- Knows how to pick locks of cars, apartments, houses etc. - and kept lockpicking tools with him
- Totally wrecked a church’s stereo one Christmas - because he got sick of hearing about other people’s happiness when he was absolutely miserable
- Had nightmares about his mother’s murder nearly every night
- Blamed himself for his mother’s murder
- Is used to having severe panic attacks
- Genuinely thought Blitzen might be a homeless vampire
- Is very smart - his mom said he’d get into Harvard, no problem
- His mom called him ‘pumpkin’
- His mom also joked he was half polar bear because of his immunity to cold
- He and his mom used to make up their own constellations
- His mom taught him how to pitch a tent and make a camp fire - and used to make him walk the trails of the forest by himself
- Does not like being in cars  - they make him feel trapped
- His alias is ‘Jimmy’
- Used to hold his hands over fire to win bets and get money
- Prefers to sleep on the grass in his room over the bed - because he’s not used to having a bed to sleep on
- Cannot sleep in a well-decorated room - the walls have to be blank
- His favorite color is beige/cream
- He hates the color blue
- If he could turn into any animal, like Alex and Sam, he’d be a polar bear
- Does his own laundry, scrubs the floors, vacuums, and cleans up after himself - he’s very cleanly and organized
- Not above hiding behind potted plants if scared/when he sees wolves


“Here’s a thing: I love movies myself and I love going to see stuff and I like to be surprised so… Actually, I’m not gonna tell you, not because- there’s nothing personnal… I just prefer, for the audience, to be surprised.”

One neat thing I noticed while rewatching is that some of the paladins’ introductions in episode 1 coincide with their elements! Like:

The Yellow Lion’s element is Earth, and the first thing Hunk ever does onscreen is complain about being in the air and then work with metal. The fear of heights / motion sickness makes sense considering his affinity is with the ground, as does his talent for mechanics.

The first time we see Pidge, she’s working a communications unit. The Green Lion’s thing is Forests, and a big aspect of that is the idea of roots and connection with other living things (”we are all made up of the same cosmic dust”) and the first thing she does on screen is literally connect with others.

Red’s element is fire, and Keith’s introduction is literally him blowing something up and then punching some guys. Which. Speaks for itself honestly.

Weirdly, Shiro and Lance don’t seem to follow this trend. The first thing we see Shiro do is help Matt extract ice from Kerberos, and the first thing we see Lance do is fly the simulator, and neither introduction seems to be related to their given elements of air and water/ice respectively– in fact I’d say they seem swapped. I dunno if that means something, and maybe this observation is meaningless lmao, but it seems to hold up with the other three, which is interesting.

skdjfslkdfjsdf the sonic mania vid was so damn good i’m alive!!!!!!! i live for phil having way less of a filter and dan kind of just letting him take control of the game and share his passion for it while also letting him dominate the humor with his ridiculous comments and jokes. it was just so good, so obvi i gotta share my list of Moments: 

  • dan opens the vid talking about furry gateways so we already know we’re in for a ride
  • the drop-in of the clip of 2010!dnp playing sonic had me in tears within the first minute. wasn’t ready. will probably never be ready for flashbacks like that. did they watch that video back before filming? do they do that a lot? ugh. 
  • dan’s ‘nu uh can’t touch this honey’ complete w feigned spank of his own ass was a thing of beauty
  • ‘i like playing tails bc it’s closer to my furs-‘ dan reaffirms his overcooked statement that the only worthwhile fursonas are wolf/dog/fox
  • dan confesses to role playing as a psychic hedgehog at age 8 and phil couldn’t care less, he just wants to play the game
  • dan also confesses he’s too young to actually remember the first sonic game and subtly glances at phil as he says it. phil says ‘i’m not’ and then just does the cutest sheepish facial expression like he’s a little wary of admitting his age here but also at the same time doesn’t actually mind too much. it’s such an interesting little moment
  • ‘so keep up, biatch,’ phil says w feeling
  • omg phil describing dan’s role: ‘you’re like … my sous chef’ and then a giggle. the joking resentment left over from the overcooked stream is actually so funny. dan’s response is so funny. i love them
  • phil: ‘just stick with me, man’ why was that hot
  • dan: ‘this is an absolutely terrible friendship experience right now’
  • dan spends nearly two minutes trying to open a conversation with phil about how he doesn’t actually think sonic is that fun to play but he keeps getting interrupted slash probs doesn’t want to offend the shit out of phil lmaooo
  • omg when they switch levels and phil is like ‘is this vaporwave or sea punk’ aka two things he probs absolutely would not give a shit about were it not for sharing his life with dan. dan starts to say ‘well they’re kind of very similar subgenres …’ and phil is having none of that and interrupts him to go ‘just give me a yes or no’ LMAO I AM LIVING SHUT HIS ASS DOWN
  • phil: ‘i want those blue balls’
  • phil: ‘i’m close. i can taste that emeraldussy’
  • they high five and it’s awk and and phil says ‘that was awk’ and dan gives him a somehow simultaneously salty and fond look and i die
  • dan: ‘you get those blue balls, phil’
  • phil: ‘i ballsed it uppppp’
  • dan is just straight admiring phil’s gaming skills and tells everyone in the audience that this is exactly what they’ve been waiting for if they’ve been wanting to see exactly how good phil is at gaming
  • dan: ‘fuck. ing. hell. for god’s sake, lester’
  • phil: ‘my spine is tingling, and not in a good way’
  • phil: ‘dan, you are. the worst fox i’ve ever met’
  • dan wants tails and sonic to make out
  • phil caves to dan’s constant attempts to turn this video into furry propaganda and admits to having a deviantart account where he draws sonic in ‘various situations.’ bless. can we launch a fandom-wide effort to track it down lmao
  • phil offers to swap roles so dan can play more and dan declines because he thinks he’s shit. but he also feels the need to clarify that phil’s only offering bc this is being filmed lmao
  • dan: ‘bona, bonus, boners’
  • 10:41 a rare whiny!phil emerges when he wants to go into the water and isn’t able to. dan immediately searches for a way down. cuteeesdjflksdf
  • a return of their mocking bro culture by yelling bruhhh in increasingly obnoxious tones and then dan interjecting ‘bros who brunch’ with no other context other than to ostensibly ridicule the concept haha
  • phil just randomly yells ‘ass!’ and dan is living, i’m living, we’re all living
  • phil’s laugh when trolling dan that the doctor’s name is simon is so fucking intensely cute i actually felt pain in my heart
  • ‘dan’s ball time’
  • phil: ‘daddy’s home’
  • phil: ‘that is very penis-y’ dan: ‘it’s a giant eggman penis … i’ve mounted the dong’ phil: ‘mount him. i’m in his butt.’ dan: ‘i’ve taken one hole damage’ have i mentioned lately how very fricking gay dan and phil sometimes are
  • phil legit has to take a moment to collect himself after they’ve finished before saying the whole thing was more relaxed than he thought it’d be. was it, phil? idk but i’m def sweating 
  • they both like the same character at the end and phil asks dan if they should adopt it as their pet. dan just gives him a weird stare, and then phil amends pet to ‘caddy lad’ and i’m actually dying ahahahahaha. the caddy kink continues and the implications of them adopting/‘owning’ a caddy, the role that they’ve sexualized so much in the golf videos as being the sexy subservient cute guy who ‘carries your things’ is just so incredibly kinky lmao. if he was trying to avoid the perhaps romantic implications of their adopting a pet together then he unwittingly just said something so much worse. dan looks understandably incredibly uncomfortable and phil regrets nothing. meanwhile i regret ever stanning these guys
  • the whole ending is so rushed and awkward and full of word flubs and is basically just so appropriate for the wild shit they were on in this game. but it’s cute bc they keep giggling at each other and they’re both such absurd humans. this video was perfect
Librarian || Bucky Barnes

Relationship: Librarian!Bucky x reader

Summary: You can’t help but slowly develop feelings for librarian Bucky Barnes.

Warnings: none!!!!!!

Word Count: 977 words

A/N: wow i just couldn’t stop thinking about soft!librarian!bucky and well here you go

Being cooped up in the library from late afternoon to early evening definitely wasn’t the ideal way you’d been wanting to spend your Thursday, but your professors clearly had other plans because they were just piling on the work. 

Although you didn’t mind, simply because the librarian happened to be the cutest boy you’d ever seen. He was tall in stature and very well built, usually wearing a large sweater of sorts paired with some simple black jeans. His brown locks were more often than not pulled into a sleek bun, a couple of strands escaping around his face. 

Your favourite days were when his hair was down, framing his face as he had to tuck the strands behind his ears as he catalogued the various assortment of books.

You remember the first time you met those bright blue eyes, being completely entranced in his gaze, his smile making butterflies erupt in your stomach. 

Do you need any help finding anything?” You heard an unfamiliar voice say behind you, startling you a bit. 

“Oh no I’m okay, I’ll just ask the librarian,” you said somewhat quietly, tucking a loose strand of hair behind your ear as you admired the man standing in front of you in his dark green jumper. 

“I am the librarian, sweetheart,” he chuckled as your mouth hung open, a string of apologies flowing out as your cheeks blushed at your embarrassment.  

You’d started coming into the library more often because of him, he never failed to brighten up your day. Even if it was a simple hello you got from him, it made your stomach flutter and your heart thud in your chest. 

“Long night again, doll?” You heard a soft voice ask as you pried your tired eyes away from your textbook, “you know it is, Buck,” you giggled as his own heart fluttered loving the way his (nick)name rolled off your lips. 

“You sure you don’t need anything?” He asked, bending down so he was now eye level to you, “I’m sure,” you said sweetly as he nodded, “you know where I am if anything,” he smiled before leaving you be, leaving your heart hammering as usual. 

Bucky had become your safety net through the months, always there to hear you rant about your professors or that one group member that doesn’t do any work.

He’d been there more than once when school had gotten too much for you and you needed a distraction. He’d been more than happy to wheel in an old TV and play old cartoon while making jokes to ease your stress. 

Which is why you weren’t surprised that you had started falling for him, slowly but surely you had developed feelings for him. You never acted on those feelings knowing you’d rather stay friends and not awkward once friends. 

You were also fairly positive that a man with such good looks most definitely had a girlfriend, although you’d never asked since you didn’t exactly want to venture into that territory. 

“Doll,” you heard Bucky’s voice from where he sat at his desk, “it’s time to go,” he said as you looked up and gave him a weak smile before starting to pack up your things. 

You don’t know how it happened but Bucky had walked you back to your place one night and ever since then it had become a tradition and he refused to let you walk home alone. 

You gave him another tired smile, joining beside him as he opened the door for you, the cold autumn air nipping at the delicate skin of your face, “it’s getting cold,” you said absentmindedly as the two of you began walking back to your place. 

It must’ve been a few seconds after those words left your mouth that you felt Bucky place his beanie on top of your head, smoothing it down, “can’t have you getting cold now can we?” He teased as you let out a small laugh. 

You both walked in comfortable silence, one of you occasionally breaking it to point something out as your arms bumped against each others until you made it to the front of your building. 

“Thanks again,” you told Bucky, standing on the second step of the stairs so you were eye level with him, “it was no problem, doll,” he said softly a small smile gracing his features. 

Tonight felt different. 

Bucky had always made an effort in walking you home, especially on late night, but tonight, there was something more glinting in his eyes. He appeared a little on edge, nervous maybe as he fiddled with his fingers. 

“Hey, uh, are you busy tomorrow?” He piped up, meeting your gaze, “I shouldn’t be later in the evening, why?” You asked calmly despite the fact that your heart was beating a million miles a minutes and your thoughts were racing. 

“I was wondering i-if you’d maybe wanna grab some t-tea with me?” He stuttered and you could’ve sworn that your heart ballooned in love for the man who was always so charming now stuttering and tripping over his words. 

“I would really like that, Buck,” you said softly, a smile on your face as one appeared on his face, “I-I’ll pick you up at six?” He asked excitedly as you giggled lightly, “I’ll see you then, Bucky,” you whispered as you leaned in to give him a quick peck on the cheek before turning around, walking into your building leaving him looking like he slept with a hanger in his mouth. 

His heart fluttered and raced all at the same time the entire way back home as he thought about you, she said yes he mumbled to himself in disbelief as he chuckled to himself. 

“She said yes,” he repeated one last time before walking into his house, anxiously awaiting for your date with him.

Richard Spencer has been trying to act like the victim since yesterday because UF students shut him down. He showed up to spread his hatred but once inside the Phillips Center, he was greeted by community protesters yelling football chants and making it sound like a football game. Students yelled “LET’S GO GATORS” and the crowd joined in the the “orange/blue” cheer. At one point he tried to mock the students but made himself look like a fool. My favorite question (which was one of the last ones because he shut the event down 25 minutes early) was “how did it feel to get punched in the face?” and he tried to use that as her threatening violence. Before he left, he yelled that the world is going to see how UF truly is and that people are going to have a negative image of us. Well, from everything i’ve been reading, it looks like people are very very proud of us.