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From a lost little duckling to a beautiful swan, thank you so much Emma for an amazing journey. You taught me so much about hope, love, fighting on, standing up for what you believe in and never giving up on myself. I’m forever grateful, you changed my life.
So I did the thing, and it’s stupid and terrible, but here, have it:
Bucky’s an EMT. Normal guy, just living his life, trying to help where he can. And then one day, all of a sudden, the aliens are invading NYC, and Bucky’s out there helping, right in the middle of the danger zone because of course he is.
There’s a fight going on, and a bunch of freaks in weird suits seem to be fighting the aliens, but Bucky doesn’t have much time to focus on anything other than all the people in dire need of medical attention. He does what he can to help, grabs the first metal bar he can find and fights only the aliens getting in his way, and works himself to exhaustion. Then there’s a blast, and it sends a man flying right into the wall next to him.
“Hey, you okay?” Bucky asks, rushing to help him, and though Bucky could’ve sworn the blow was hard enough to crush anyone’s ribs, he’s surprised to see the man–who must’ve been on his way to a costume party–stand up practically unscathed.
He’s got broad shoulders and a strong jaw and eyes of the prettiest shade of blue Bucky’s ever seen, and even with his face covered in soot and grime and blood, Bucky’s heart skips a beat.
For a few seconds the man seems a bit disoriented, then he finally registers Bucky’s presence. “What are you doing here?? Get out of the streets!”
“I was–” Bucky starts, and is cut off by an explosion right above their heads and a bunch of debris raining down on them, and a hand shoving him aside.
When he comes to, which is a surprise in itself, the dust has started to clear, and the man who’s clearly saved his life is carrying him as if he weighed nothing, concern in those beautiful eyes and a big, warm hand pressed tenderly against Bucky’s neck, checking for a pulse.
He locks eyes with Bucky and sighs in relief, the hint of a smile on his plush lips, but the hand remains where it is. “Hi,” he says. “You all right?”
“Y-yeah… Thank you,” Bucky replies, but he doesn’t move to free himself of the man’s arms. His stomach is doing something weird, and the man surely has other people to rescue, but for a few seconds they both just stay there, shell-shocked and staring at each other like the world around them has stopped.
Then something blows up nearby, and the spell is broken.
Carefully, the man helps him to his feet, makes sure Bucky’s in one piece, and then says, “Find shelter, okay? Stay inside.”
Bucky’s not planning to, but he can’t find it in him to tell that to this incredible man, so he slowly licks his lips and nods. Before turning around to leave, the man offers him a small, shy smile.
- - - - -
During the next few weeks after the Chitauri attack on NYC, every single piece of footage of the Avengers fighting against the aliens and helping civilians goes viral. Phone videos, security cameras, blurry pics.
The most popular, by far, is a snapshot of Captain America carrying a guy, who can be seen fighting aliens and helping people in other videos, bridal style, thumb caressing his jaw, and both looking like lovestruck teenagers.
Bucky can’t go to the grocery store or even do his job without being stalked by the paparazzi or Cap’s groupies or just random people wanting to know what his Avenger name is, and for how long he’s been dating Captain America.
- - - - -
“You’ve ruined my life!!” Bucky tells him, because of course, of course Captain America would pick Bucky’s park for his morning run. Of course Bucky’d slip on wet leaves on the pavement precisely this morning, and of fucking course Captain America would just happen to be around to catch him at just the right time. Bucky’s seeing red.
“I’m sorry,” Captain America says, and it’s extremely unfair just how genuine and how much like a kicked puppy he looks.
Christ, Bucky wants to punch him.
- - - - -
Steve’s been living in PR hell.
He’s spent the past weeks “saving” girls and boys alike from getting hit by a bicycle, or fainting, or a fuckton of equally stupid shit.
The second anyone spots Captain America, there’ll suddenly be some kind of dangerous situation going down, and someone hoping Cap will carry them bridal style to safety and maybe fall head over heels in love with them in the process.
Steve is tired and done and ready to get back in the ice for another few decades, and shares Pepper’s worries that someone might actually put themself in real danger soon.
“We should handle this before it gets worse,” Nat says. And Steve agrees, of course, but he just doesn’t know how.
“Just marry the guy,” Clint suggests.
Steve almost chokes to death on his own spit.
Clint shrugs. “Why not? Half the world already thinks you’re dating…”
“Clint, he hates me…”
“Only cause people keep pestering him about this. If you two get married it’ll be a circus, but then it’ll blow over. He can’t even do his job right now, right? So you pay the guy for the trouble, yadda yadda, then when this is over you two get a quick divorce, and that’s it. Problem solved.”
For two minutes, no one else opens their mouth. Then:
“He’s got a point…”
“Tony, no,” Steve whines.
“You saw the footage, how he was helping those civilians… If you have to marry someone, he’s not a bad candidate,” Nat says, and then smirks. “Plus, he’s cute.”
Steve already knows he’s lost this battle, but that doesn’t help him feel any better about this. Yes, he’s cute. Yes, he’s a brave and kind and smart guy. Yes, Steve could very easily pretend to be married to him for a while and yes it’d help them both. None of that’s the problem.
The problem is that he kind of really likes the guy.
Teen Wolf AU - Almost Human: After he lost his entire team and one of his legs in an ambush, Detective Hale returns to active duty to find that in the years he was away, things at the station have changed significantly. For one, every police officer is not assigned an android. Since he doesn’t get along well with the new, entirely logic-based model - which he believes is one of the reasons his last mission ended in disaster - and quicklydestroys his MX in a fit of temper, he is assigned Stiles; an older model, based on a programme called synthetic soul, made to be as human as possible. Derek soon finds out that Stiles isn’t like any other android; he’s unique, even for his type of synthetic, refuses to be called an android and is actually often far better at human interaction than Derek. Despite his initial dislike, Derek finds he’s starting to like and appreciate Stiles as more than a simple colleague…
Yes, you’re reading that right. We’ve got two twitter accounts here that are named after two absolute BNFs, ivyblossom and lsit. These accounts were both created this month and their first tweet was identical, so we can be reasonably certain they were created by the same people:
Go and check out these accounts. They’re both very focussed on BBC Sherlock and they keep tweeting the link to a very suspicious video:
In the video description it says: “A message to BBC and Hartswood Films.” And the video then talks about what went wrong with BBC Sherlock etc, using only photos with short texts on them.
The really interesting part is this: There are only two videos on this Youtube channel, one of them made before tfp aired and the other one after, and the account is called Dale Pike. And guess what? There isn’t just one corresponding twitter account, there are two.
https://twitter.com/ibelieveinPike This is the first one. It was created in 2015, but there are only a few tweets from back then. It’s only become really active in January 2017, tweeting a lot of #Norbury stuff like you’d expect it to (and like dymm wants us to…).
That person is calling themselves Dale Pike. In canon Sherlock Holmes, however, there’s a journalist called Langdale Pike. And sure enough, there’s a twitter account under that name as well: https://twitter.com/Contact_Dale_P/
It seems likely that both accounts are supposed to belong to the same person. Look at Langdale’s tweet:
Sounds like Langdale has two twitter accounts.
I haven’t had time to look at all of these in detail (it’s 2 am), but I wanted to talk about this because they actually made parodies of fan accounts. How incredible is that??
@ivyblossom (I know you see things a bit differently wrt tfp, but obviously you need to be tagged here, if only to take a look at that parody account. I hope you don’t mind the speculation here!)
For a couple of months now I’ve been drafting up concepts for a YOI Hogwarts AU, my next writing project after ‘Of Bright Stars and Burning Hearts’ is finished. You can find all the information I’ve so far released in my ‘Hogwarts AU’ tag including some character backstories but I figured since there is such a Harry Potter/YOI craze going on at the moment, it was finally time to post a proper summary to let people know what they can expect from the fic when it finally gets written!