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In the Heart of the Storm (Part 5)

Bucky x Reader

Summary – You are house-sitting for some friends on the Chesapeake Bay in the middle of a hurricane. Unbeknownst to you, you’re not alone. Takes place immediately following the events of Captain America: The Winter Soldier. 

Warnings – None

Word Count – 1,260

Notes – As usual, I’m taking a lot of liberties with Bucky in this fic.  None of us know just how much he actually remembers, or when those memories starting coming back.  I have a plan on where I want this fic to go, so I need him to remember certain things to get us there.  As always, I appreciate all of your feedback and questions!!!

Part 1  

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At the mention of the Helicarriers, his head shot up.  His eyes were wide, and you could practically see the memories flooding back into his mind. “Steve.  Oh my God, Steve.  Is he dead?”

“Steve?  Do you mean Steve Rogers, Captain America?”

With every word you spoke, his face seemed to crumple.  He looked down at his left arm in disgust as he flexed the metal fingers.  “What did I do?”

“Oh my God, you’re the guy that almost killed Captain America.”  You didn’t wait for him to confirm or deny your statement.  Without thinking about the consequences, you turned and ran for door behind you.


You made it to the back porch, your feet mere inches from the grass when a cold metal arm wrapped around your waist, pulling you up against a solid wall of muscle.  His right hand clamped over your mouth as he effortlessly carried your struggling form back into the house.  

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I’m very disappointed at people who says it’s ok. You’ve become no better than the people you despise :/ But what do I know right?! What do I care or know about your struggles. But Jimin doesn’t have anything to do with it too. And yet it seems that it’s ok for you to use him as a vessel of hate. I will never understand.


Ok I realised I wasn’t happy with the last one, so I came back to it. I like these ones a lot more but now I don’t know wich one to choose aha:) The black and white seems stronger but I’m really happy with the colors on the first one. What do you guys think about it?

anonymous asked:

Ur so fucking annoying you act like you're the shit and that everyone has to follow you "im so disappointed" bitch please who are you to be disappointed? Do you know jimin personally? Did he say that he needed some obnoxious defensive comment about how to use his face? Fuck. Get your head out of your ass you possessive sorry excuse for a fan. Your blog has been anything but helpful with all the haters u have piling up cuz ur so fucking dense and have no life outside of having a choke hold on bts

Who said everyone has to follow me? Your hate does nothing to me you’re just another coward stranger on the internet.

anonymous asked:

Do you think Yoda gives the padawans abstinence-only sex-ed? like on the first day of jedi school, he's like, "Have sex, you must not. Pregnant, it will make you. Die, you will."

Omg ok so like as funny as this is, abstinence only sex-ed is kinda like the perfect parallel for how the jedi order treated attachment? It wasn’t like “here’s how you can experience healthy attachment to people” or “here’s what to do when you develop a strong attachment to someone”, it was literally “just don’t do it.” Which…of course that didn’t work. We know that doesn’t work. What I’m saying is yoda is no better than right wing christian fundies who don’t let kids learn about condoms in school thank u for coming to my TED Talk. 

anonymous asked:

Ok BTS won the bbmas good for them but why are they bashing EXO for this? EXO for nothing to do with it??? It's funny how BTS wins something and the first thing ARMY do is bash EXO like??? Who hurt you fam?

I appreciate you guys wanting to stand up and say something but I know these types of asks will only start fights, so I’ll still post these and say thank you but I don’t want this to turn into big drama or a war in my ask box.

Ok but real talk I know I joke and make light of being on the List, but to anyone who is distressed about it please know I’m not trivializing it and if you want/need someone to talk to I’m here

Also if people want an actual blog rec list for new people to follow check out the Voltron Positivity Project <33

anonymous asked:

How is the Happy Days Maika a yandere?? She doesn't fit my criteria for one?? So like?? How?? People what

SO ok i know where they’re coming from 

technically speaking, yandere can come in two attitudes: “i’ll kill anyone who touches you” and “i’ll devote my entire life to you” - most of the time you see them both at the same time, but they can happen separately, and happy days falls under the second category. and i will admit, the fact that she cuts her heart out as a sacrifice at the end doesn’t really help the yandere vibes since yanderes are ALWAYS associated with violence, whether it be done to others or self-inflicted, so even though the act was entirely metaphorical and in the reality of the story it would be non-violent, but that’s still on my part

i’m not excusing the yandere claims at all though, i can just see why they would think that

OK so a co worker who has never had one of my cookies before was just ranting. Like.. preaching the good word to me about my own cookies. She said “ya know when you said you brought chocolate chip cookies I figured they would be like anyones shitty old chocolate chip cookies but after one bite I knew these were something special!” and I just… even though everyone who tries my cookies tells me this.. I never tire of hearing it. Then she went on to tell me I should really start selling them again. I know I know.. I just don’t have the time right now. 

anonymous asked:

hello! i'm studying medicine in university at the moment and i was wondering if you have some advice? when did you finish studying and finally started practicing?

I finished studying in 2011, so I have been a Real Girl for nearly 6 years now, it’s very exciting. the imposter syndrome has well and truly rubbed off.


  • internship is crazypants for everyone, you’ll be ok, make sure you have some friends who will pull you away from the ward at 9pm when you were meant to have left at 5pm and who will then take you out to a bar and pour red wine into you
  • try to cultivate a few friends who are non-medical types
    • lol j/k that never happens
  • be nice and respectful to nurses, ward clerks, dieticians, physios, pharmacists, and everyone else with the power to make your life easier or more difficult in a thousand small ways
    • and also because of, you know, basic human decency
  • only go into surgery if you are absolutely sure you love it enough to pour your social life, sanity and body clock down the drain for the length of the training period
    • why would anyone go into surgery oh my god

anonymous asked:

Do you know which members speak other languages other than Japanese and what those languages are (if they do speak other ones)? ^^" Jw

ohh, yeah ok
well, nichan used to be an english teacher, so he’s pretty fluent and he can both speak an understand english really well
forgeru can definitely talk in broken english, don’t know about how well he understands it, though
nokkun is not bad at talking and has good pronunciation, and last year he told a fan who i know that he was learning english, but he is most likely bad at understanding foreigner’s speech
pun-chan seems to know some english too, but probably has the same problem as nokkun
i’m not sure about the others, but aoi might have studied english at school so he might know at least the basics??

and i don’t think they know any other languages, but pun-chan can for sure say “bonsoir” perfectly and they probably know “wo ai ni” (“i love you” in chinese)
that’s all i know, sorry


for all of you who are getting rude anons, i think at this point ignoring the anon and just blocking the source and deleting the message is the best course of action. this person will keep on sending anons as long as people are responding, so if you just delete the message and don’t reply they don’t get that satisfaction of making you upset and getting a reaction out of you. i know it can be hard because you really want to reply and argue your point but this person obviously can’t be convinced of anything they don’t believe so it’s really not worthwhile in the end.

anonymous asked:

Dad, help. Ok so dumb, I was having a heartfelt conversation with a friend then I told them I feel dumb around them and another friend and it was super off topic and I'm afraid I made them feel bad and I don't wanna hurt anyone. What do? (It sounds more understandable and reasonable when you know the context of everything)

Yeah well I don’t know the context of anything at all so I’m going to give what I can give ok uh

Depending on who your friends are really but uh, I guess, you’ve done your part communicating to someone about your feelings and it is done in order for a problem to be solved assuming that’s your intention. That’s your part done, you can’t really help what other people think of it and you just gotta trust them as your friends that they know you’re not attacking them but trying to sort something out??

Darkness Prevails ch 5

So part of me is concerned on whether people like my story or not. I know it’s dark, and probably poorly written. I don’t know. If you guys like it, maybe some feedback to help me? If not its ok. I understand. 

Innocence is often taken for granted.

Often misconceived as a rite of passage once broken.

Betty had been one of the sappy girls, the ones who spent hours on end fantasizing about her first time. Room full of candles, rose petals, sensual music in the background. But most importantly, it would be with someone she was in love with.

Or so she had hoped anyway.

And although Jughead had confessed his love for her, she didn’t know if she felt the same.

“Earth to Betts.” Jughead was waving a hand in front of her face, failing to break her distant eyes.

Shaking her head, Betty stared blankly at the raven haired boy in front of her. “We… we – uh – I’m sorry. What did you just say?” She managed to squeak out, face so red it put Archie’s hair to shame.

Rolling his eyes, he chuckled. “Sex Betty. You know, where a guy and a girl are physically attracted to one another, so they shed their clothes and-”

“LA LA LA” Betty cut him off, slapping her hands to her ears and shaking her head vigorously.

Laughing again, Jughead pulled her hands away and wrapped them in his own. “Betty.” Her head snapped up at the sound of her name. “Betty, it was just sex. Why? What’s up?”

Her mind went blank.

How had she agreed to have sex with Jughead of all people? To give up what made her pure and innocent? To just hand over the one thing she had complete control over. Her body began to shake, mind racing a mile a minute. Her fingers itched to pierce skin, to clear the fog and help her breath. His eyes filled with alarm, no doubt aware of her rising panic attack.

“Betty, look at me.” His voice was calm, steady in comparison to her raging emotions. How was he so calm? She spun on her heel, needing space to think. Jughead reached for her hand, but she pulled away quickly.

“This isn’t – no…” She trailed off, voice just barely above a whisper. She continued to retreat, both within herself, and further from him physically. He reached for her again, but she scampered away with ease.

“Betty. Please.” His voice broke, the pain so evident it momentarily pulled her out of the deep end.

She doesn’t want to ask, but so desperately needs to know. “Did I…” she swallows a lump in her throat, “did I … agree?” She trails off, placing her hands on her thighs and applying ample pressure. Not enough to break the skin, but well enough to ground her in the moment. Present.

What a sharp intake of breath, Jughead retracts his hand and steels his features. “Are you seriously asking if I -” his voice dips to just above a whisper, “-if I raped you?” His face was a whirlwind of emotion; pain, anger, pity, disappointment. But out of it all, the most prominent was surprise.

Then he did something Betty assumed was the start of a mental breakdown.

Jughead laughed.

The laugh wasn’t genuine. Betty could tell right away. It was more raw, like a gaping wound staring at you, or an exhausted parent laughing at their dysfunctional child.

She opened her mouth to say something, but closed it at the jaded look from Jughead. Her body still shook from anxiety, but when he stepped forward again, she didn’t pull away. He reached out and gingerly plucked her fingers away from her thighs, linking both hands within his.

Sighing, Jughead began. “When I kissed you, I didn’t intend for it to reach that point. I didn’t even realize I was actually kissing you till it was too late. I know to girls, sex is … special.” She was eyeing him closely. “But after everything else that happened earlier in the night, I don’t know. I just couldn’t stop. Didn’t want to stop.” He exhaled, catching his breath and avoiding her eyes. “I asked if you wanted to, and you say yes. I asked so many times, and you just kept saying yes. I was so happy. I could finally be with Betty Cooper, resident sweetheart and keeper of my heart.” His face lowered to their joined hands as he placed soft kisses on her fingers.

When he spoke again, his voice was raw, choking on his own emotions. “You almost died Betty. I couldn’t stand the idea of losing you before I could feel what it was like to kiss you. Even if just once.”

Minutes passed, silence feeding off Betty’s whirlpool of emotions. Finally, she pulled one of her hands free, smiling slightly when Jughead lets out a sad sigh. He releases her other hand, and hung his head. As he starts turning around, no doubt retreating away, Betty launches herself into his arms. Taken aback, but quick to recover, he wraps his arms around her waist, pulling her close.

“I’m sorry” was all she said, muffled from her face burrowed in his neck.

“For what?”

She pulls out of his arms, but lowers her hands to his wrists. “For pulling away before. For leaving you.” She’s eyeing his arms, still covered by the leather. Knowing what she’s looking at though, he quickly diverts her attention.

“I already told you Betts, that’s not from you. Or Archie. I was doing this long before you guys left.” He spoke about it in present tense, piquing her curiosity. Reaching down, she gingerly wraps her fingers around his wrist and pulls the jacket sleeve up to his elbow.

Gasping, she places a hand to her mouth, muffling sobs from within. The marks she’d seen that night were nothing in comparison to some of the others he adorned. He pulls a hand up to her chin, and tilts it so she’s looking at his face, not his survival.

“Betty, you didn’t do this. You didn’t know about it. You couldn’t have stopped it.” He leans forward, placing a light kiss on her nose, trying desperately to distract her.

As she opens her mouth to say something, the bell rings. Signaling the end of 5th period.

Shit. Wait, I mean… uh, darn.” Jughead just laughs at her. “I need to get back before I miss last period.” Sighing, he just nods.

“Uh – quick question.” She blurts out, before he can turn to head into the school.

“What’s up?”

“What exactly… are we?”

“I don’t know. How about I take you to Pops and we find out?” He winks at her, and retreats into the school before she can decline. Smiling to herself, she just pulls out her phone and calls a taxi.

Betty makes it to Riverdale High in less than 20 minutes, a new record. She should start keeping track. As she jogs up the steps to the front doors, Chuck appears from behind them.

“Well well well. If it isn’t little miss princess.” Stopping dead in her tracks, Betty grips her phone till her knuckles turn white.

“What do you want, Chuck.” Her voice dips with venom at his name, causing him to smirk.

“Oh I was just checking up on why our star student wasn’t in 5th or 6th period.” He takes a step forward, reaching out to caress her cheek. She pulls away quickly, steadying herself from tumbling down the steps.

“Do not, touch me.” His smile was pure evil, feigning innocence.

“So you’d rather let a Serpent run his dirty little hands over you, than the quarterback?” Mock hurt sprawls over his features, as she digests what he just said.

“What are you talking about?”

“I have eyes everywhere, Betty. I know you went to Southside High today. And the only people who go to that school are drug dealers, or serpents. Mostly a mix of both.” Her heart drops at the mention of her trip, no doubt worried her mom will find out.

Steeling her features, she pushes past him and heads into the school. The bell rings, and the halls fill with her peers. Groups melting together, quick hellos and goodbyes before the next bell rings. Betty just sighs, the hole in her chest getting bigger. As she heads to her last class, a few girls pipe up beside her.

“Isn’t she the one who Chuck fucked?” Laughter amongst the group. Betty turned to look at them, but another whisper to her left caught her attention.

“So she sleeps with Chuck, then dumps him for some Southside trash? What a bitch.” Her breathing becomes short, fingers curling in to dig deep, keep her grounded.

The rumors keep coming. Everyday is something different. Someone new asking for her number, or what position she liked the best. Guys would walk by and grab her thigh, or sit beside her and lay a hand on her leg. She was getting less and less sleep, up all hours with no chance of resting.

2 weeks had past since her visit to Southside. She actually liked it there, tending to visit more and more as the atmosphere of Riverdale became more hostile. She never gave Jughead a full reason why she would visit so often either, just saying she had free periods and left it at that. She suspected he didn’t mind, since she was around so often.

Today was a particularly bad day though. Everyone seemed to be saying something to her, or about her, or grabbing at her. She had walked up to her locker, unlocking it to get her math book when a hand came up and rested on her ass, then pulled away and dropped back down with a loud smack sound.

Turning abruptly, she came face to face with Chuck Clayton once more.

“Hey there, Serpent Slut.” His voice was riddled with sexual tension, smirking at her startled features.

Hurrying out of the halls, she heads for the Blue&Gold office, her retreat from the hectic school. As she enters, she slams the door,locking and leaning back against it. Hot tears slide down her face, unaware of the crying even starting. She pulls out her phone, unable to decide who to call.

Before she knows it, her fingers are dialing, and the phone is ringing. Incapable of hanging up, a familiar voice speaks up on the other end.


“Juggie…” Her voice is little over a whisper, and panic rises in his voice.

“Betty?? Betty what happened. Where are you?” Muffled sounds in the background indicate movement.


“I’ll be right there, just hang on ok?” She nods, knowing he can’t see her actions.

Within 30 minutes Jughead appears at the window for the newspapers office, knocking quietly. Betty rushes over, opening the window and engulfing him with a hug as he enters.

“Hey there Juliet, what’s got you so wound up?” Concern etched his normally stoic features, rare signs of emotions reserved for only her.

“Chuck.” She says, between sniffles. His body stiffens at the mention of her aforementioned rumor starter.

“What did that asshole say this time?” Jugheads voice laced with deadly venom, pulling Betty’s hands up and linking their fingers. He could feel the blood from her escape, but didn’t drill her on the cause.

“Juggie…” she whispered.

“What is it Betts?”

“Can you help me take my own life?”


hey everyone !!  i wanted to make it easier for everyone to see who i have available to write with.  most of these i have written on main blogs previously, but some are exceptions (i.e. a/lien muses & star wars muses) therefore i may not know every nuance of the series and i ask that if something seems really weird on the interpretation that isn’t like a headcanon (aka i got canon really confused) let me know (kindly pls) but comment or like for a starter !! if you say what muse you want that would help me a lot but otherwise i’ll do my best to find you someone compatible !♥

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Received from: Kano
[19:21] Do you want any firearms, grenades, mines, or stealth equipment
[19:22] Free of charge.
Sent to: Kano
[19:26] ??
[19:27] This is simultaneously the most Kano and the most un-Kano message I’ve ever received.
[19:28] Explain please.
Received from: Kano
[19:34] Had a visit from a netherrealm wraith who could control shadows. was strongly encouraged to offer you any tech you want free of charge.
Sent to: Kano
[19:37] What exactly do you mean by ‘strongly encouraged’?
Received from: Kano
[19:39] You know what I mean. Do you want the gear or not?
Sent to: Kano
[19:46] No thanks. I’m perfectly able of infiltrating a place without your modern inventions.
Received from: Kano
[19:49] ok. can you maybe explain that to him yourself. Will save me a lot of pain.
Sent to: Kano
[19:51] Alright.
[19:55] um. sorry about this? I’ll try to make sure this doesn’t happen again…
Received from: Kano
[19:59] Appreciated.

muchbetterjulia  asked:

Hiiii! So! I was thinking... Aren't these shows in Las Vegas only like, legal to watch once you're 21yo? Jungkook is 19yo (western age). What if Jimin stayed with him because he can't go? And that's why they're the ones who are missing? I'm...??????.??? This? Is? So? Sweet?????

@muchbetterjulia omg I hadn’t even thought of that, I don’t live in the US so I don’t know about those things… But yo, if that’s true… Actually I can totally imagine that. That’s so Jimin. asfgfdjskfgskl OK and now I’m gonna cry a bit more because of Jungkook’s hand on Jimin’s shoulder during the acceptance.

Someone: *insults the artist’s ability in the tags of a fanart*
Me: i don’t know u and I don’t know the artist but you’re wrong and you’re going to fight me today