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oncewasamadhousea month ago
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I... don鈥檛 have any fearless merch 馃様 but I did find a picture of myself from when I was 11 when Fearless came out ignore the tiara; it鈥檚 from a Dance recital... where I danced to Love Story IIRC actually so me then and me now, and I鈥檓 VERY excited to relive my childhood tonight, headfirst fearless 馃挍馃挍
I first became a fan of Taylor like... a month before Love Story was released so fearless is an album that really defined my childhood and I used to have this potable CD player and I鈥檇 just play the album over and over again often making up stories for my littlest pet shop toys to go with them so this just- it means A LOT to me.
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icewindandboringhorror4 months ago
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mysterious wizard aesthetics but Warmb And Confy.....聽
#ghgh no costumes or anything recently since I've been evil and utterly unproductive as of late - but here's an outfit of the day#I guess hgjhgjh#my one single holiday gift lol .. Giant Fluffy Sweater... (though I think the person who got it bought it from amazon#or something I think so... hhhh.. jeff bezos rot in hell you shitty molerat bastard.. but otherwise.. lol)#ANYWAY... I know this is meant to wear around the house but.. I would legit just wear it out on public transport doing errands and stuff if#the pandemic were ever to be over#my 1 favorite color is white. and 2 is tied with pastel blue and light gray.. + I love soft things + star imagery + glwing stuff#so... white and gray....perbfecte.....#though it's still kind of cheap I guess because it's Staenky#like when you get really cheap polyester clothes and they smell like plastic/chemicals for a few days so you have to leave#them outside on a drying rack to air out or whatever lol#but after it's a little less stinchy then berhaps I can wear it actually#ALSO ignore my idiot hair being purple hghjgjh I haven't done anything to it at all during covid and even well before covid#it's just been chilling in it's natural state for like well overa year if not a year and a half#It was blue (and is SUPPOSED to be blue)聽 but at some point it faded into a weird purpley color (with faded greeny gray#weirdness at the tips) and I just haven't been bothered to do anything to it hghjg#I mean I don't hate purple or anything but I feel weird not having blue hair since it is my designated hair color that I have decided on#I used to change my hair a lot when I was younger but now I'm pretty set on having blue hair the rest of my life since it's#the one of my favorite colors that's most achievable (white and light gray hair would take WAAAAY too much upkeep and costs given how#long my hair is and that it's naturally black)#even if it's an artifical color it can still be weird to have the same ahir color (mostly - even if it's in differing shades) for a long tim#e and then not lol#but anyway... One Day... whenever I can afford a bunch of hair dye and stuf... perhaps the blue will return#aLSO having my roots grown out literally past my shoulders looks kind of funny when there's no gradient (like.. I think it'd look okay#if i had a darker blue that blended in with the roots and then faded to lighter blue but right now the change of colors is just abrupt hgghg#) but you know... *insert that shrug and smirk emoticon that I'm too lazy to go copy paste from somewhere*
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nbmakoto4 months ago
and they were roommates
#there are a million and one emotions too many in this body of mine.#what terrible huntsdog can feel only but regret in finding its teeth lodged in the hand that pointed it towards tge quarry its defending?#i pace in circles. in-pace-with the way i shake#with how the cold finds me#a game shouldn't feel a *trick* . it shouodnt. why does my mind convince me so?#why am i left battered and winded by that i meant to enjoy?#surely i did in the moment; i know i did. what shifted?#or is this tiredness something natural? is it sadder; then; for my unfamiliarity?#i grow more comfortable with the voice that haunts my throat#but ever more distressed vy the words it winds#i sound far more genuine in text than in talking#but i dont *mean* to be! i mean it; both times!#almost all i write is love letters; anymore. not for lack of anything else. just for fondness. just for recognition.#just for i-know-you-i-regard-you-i-consider-you-dearly- and all; and everything you make -#for i will consider brush stroke and defining line and every color on yhe page and ponder the movement used to form them .#for an inarticulable fondness that i will leave behind and hope is known. well-wishes-good-luck-be-safe; because maybe#if there are more words; if i can layer them; they will hold a little faster against the wind. i#i-want-you-to-be-okay-because-you're-important-and-i-care-about-you-and-i-care . maybe if i say it enough#maybe if i get close enough#maybe if i can be fond enough; you will know- maybe you will know warmly; or fondly; of with some comfort#maybe you will know. certainly. maybe you will hold confidence that your very presence or parting is worth so much regard. it matters.#but i cant... in audio; i cant be as fond. impulse makes a cruelty of me. my *tone* makes a cruelty of me.#how can i make myself sound like i mean what i say? how can i make myself not *say* things that are too-sharp; too-callous;#things that disregard the kindness im offered in favor of a shitty insult. why do i default to those; why...#my voice pitches up for the arrival of those i am fond of. it is genuine; moreso perhaps; but ive no fondness for the sound of it.#who wants to be invoked shrill-ly...? their name used in such tones? and for what? *by* what?#hmn.#i dont know if i want to be nicer; or want to be less scared of my friends not being charmed by me anymore once they realize im cruel...#maybe both?#i want to stop offering everything i have at the slightest sign someone i want to stay around may want it . i dont like the discomfort
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southern--downpour9 months ago
Text it so fucking hot in my room....its not even fucking hot outside, why the hell is my room just a goddamn oven 24/7 >:/
#i mean. it would probably help if i opened my door but i am Not Doing That#it so fuckin hot in here i feel like im dying and im not even wearing a hoodie or anythin#im in fucking shorts and a tshirt#w h y#my room is a microwave and i am a hot pocket#can you tell im kinda tired lmao#i chugged a monster a little bit ago and i think im starting to crash lol#i should probably go to sleep bc i have online classes tomorrow morning but like. i have better shit to do rn#shut up virgil#also mostly unrelated but despite it's super pretty can mango loco flavored monster tastes kinda gross to me#i mean. to most people all mosnter tastes gross but i happen to like the taste of it for whatever reason#mango doesnt taste all that good to me#which is a shame because it's can is SO FUCKING PRETTY#YELLOW-ORANGE PLUS CYAN IS A GODTIER COLOR COMBO + SUGAR SKULLS? PERFECTION#sadly it kinda tastes like ass so probably not getting it again lmao :/#khaos is the best flavor aside from the default dont @ me lol#one more energy drink Hot Take for tonight before i leave rockstars taste like trash id rather not ever drink one again#they just suck#i dont give a shit they dont taste good at all#and bangs are like. on the line because of how sugary they taste#however they are sugar free which is bullshit because i drink this shit FOR the sugar#redbulls are the baseline for good energy drinks#and monsters are my favorite#god i need to stop talking about energy drinks that're gonna kill me one day and sleep huh#( i dont drink them all that often though just whenever i can i have SOME self control lmao)#( i need to never get packs of them though since i will chug them all in a DAY If left unchecked )#anyways im gonna shut the hell up now lmao
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princeanxiousa year ago
Hnnn do you ever just find art from a while ago that you just, like, want to redraw now bc your artstyle is very different and your art skills have improved?? And you wanna see and show the progress youve made in the time from between the old piece and the redraw?
Cause i might be doing that??
long ramble in the tags
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nonobadcat2 minutes ago
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Yandere Mr. Compress X Female Reader Multichapter Story
Dedicated to Miss_Mystery3
Rating: 18+ years only - no minors
TW for this story: A consensual relationship that devolves into non-con. Breeding kink, unplanned pregnancy, stalking, toxic friendship.
Read the entire story at Archive of Our Own
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Chapter 5 Excerpt:
The sights Mr. Compress could see from within the marble were both limited and impressive. He was jostled back and forth amongst the underwear and sweatshirts; the open zipper above him revealed large sunlit windows, white coffered ceilings with gilded inlays, crystal chandeliers (plural), and gold leaf accents. The marble staircase was wider than many of the tiny streets around your apartment. When the maid set the bag down for a moment he caught sight of not one but two Steinway Model D concert grand pianos. OH! Was that an original Monet?
鈥淪he wasn鈥檛 kidding when she said Yumiko had everything,鈥 Compress murmured to himself, checking the recording app on his phone. A red light blinked on the screen confirmed it was active. 鈥淗arima Oji would have loved this place.鈥
As the maid neared the end of the hall, she gave two quick raps on a large wooden door. The frame was encrusted in tendrils of carved roses like the gate to a Rococo palace. He half expected it to open to Marie Antoinette鈥檚 bedroom.
鈥淢istress,鈥 the maid called with a deferential bow. 鈥淚 brought your friend鈥檚 belongings as you requested.鈥
The door opened to reveal a cream and gold bedroom with pastel blue walls. The tray ceiling had a circular cutout around a dazzling chandelier shaped like a chrysanthemum flower. The crown molding had more of the rose gliding spiraling down the walls as the plants had come to life. The whole room glowed with the warmth of a sunny Sunday afternoon. It was like being inside a creampuff.
鈥淪et it over there, Kiyomi.鈥
With a nod of her head, the maid obeyed and lay the bag gently on the plush carpet. 鈥淲hen will you be leaving to join her?鈥
鈥淭omorrow,鈥 replied the other woman. 鈥淚 want to make sure matters are settled here first.鈥 There was a pause. 鈥淒id you bring her swimsuit?鈥
鈥淥f course,鈥 Kiyomi answered. 鈥淏ut it is rather old鈥︹
There was a snort of amusement. 鈥淭hen go get her a new one. Since you saw her bedroom and closet I鈥檓 sure you can guess at her favorite colors.鈥 Compress saw a long, slender hand wave in a shooing motion. 鈥淵ou鈥檙e dismissed.鈥
鈥淥f course, Mistress.鈥 With one more bow, the maid retreated from the room and closed the heavy wooden door behind her with a click.
Once the maid was out of sight, there was the creaking noise of a chair being abandoned. The top of the bag unzipped and long milk tea brown hair spilled into view. The delicate hand from before tucked the loose locks behind an ear and Compress finally caught sight of a not so surprising face. Long lacquered lashes, doe brown eyes and a heart-shaped visage matched all the images he鈥檇 ever seen of Harada Yumiko standing beside you. Even with wrinkles starting to tug at the corner of her eyes, she was just as stunning as she had looked in your high school graduation pictures.
Yumiko rifled through the neatly packed clothing, tossing things helter-skelter behind her as she clawed her way to the bottom of the bag. Each piece got an equally disgusted sneer until she stumbled upon a pair of flowery lace and satin purple underpants that Atsuhiro had 鈥渁cquired鈥 for you for your one-month anniversary.
鈥淟鈥檊e?鈥 she cocked her head. 鈥淵ou never buy fancy stuff like this. Guess this was from the boyfriend.鈥 As she looked at the ornate panties a twisted smile broke on her lips. 鈥淗ow silly of me. Ex-boyfriend.鈥
Compress bristled at those words.
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sexyshakespearean hour ago
Kurodai AU聽 Chapter 2: Lover Bear
The wolf didn鈥檛 wake till afternoon, the light looking much like he鈥檇 left it when he鈥檇 fallen asleep. Time seemed to be evading him. Maybe he was dead after all. Kuroo looked down at his legs- breathing seemed to be easier to manage today, but he could still barely move a muscle without wincing in pain. And his legs were heavier than stone. Before he could fully look around him, a shape loomed over him, giving him a start. Two fluffy round ears, and a curious snuffle from the snout over the man鈥檚 hair, which tickled him, making him laugh softly. 鈥淗ey little cub鈥, he crooned softly at the bear-cub who was clearly very curious about the stranger. He raised his arms up above his head to give him soft scratches behind the ears. And instantly, the little guy was won over. The cub was settling his head down in the crook of his neck, sniffing at his body and nuzzling close. Kuroo smiled at the welcome he was receiving, petting and caressing his new friend- when two more arrived, both just as curious as their brother- taking turns sniffing around his legs and coming closer for cuddles. He was more than happy to oblige, giving everyone pats and scratches, a big grin on his face. 鈥淥 h man..鈥, came the familiar voice from behind him, causing Kuroo to look up- an adorable sight, surrounded by three bear cubs who had nestled into his various crevices and made home there. He grinned at his benefactor, 鈥淚 made friends!鈥 鈥淢hm- alright guys come on, it鈥檚 like a furnace in here, give him some room-鈥, the brown haired fellow sat down, shooing the cubs away with paternal patience. The cubs relented, standing a little ways away, but not fully leaving- choosing to butt their heads into him instead. Warm laughter filled the cave, his eyes crinkling with joy as he shoved at the cubs playfully, 鈥淚鈥檓 busy! Quit playing-鈥, he smiled and grabbed at the faces that shoved into his sides. His hand seemed to have healed well enough overnight. It was cleaned and stitched up, looking much better than it had yesterday. Kuroo watched him bring out that shell filled with the salve again- and still plagued by the cubs who sniffed at it curiously, he came closer, rubbing the stuff on both his hands and setting his palms down on his chest. 鈥淗ow are you feeling today鈥, he directed at the wolf, patient, doting eyes on him. 鈥淕ood..鈥 Kuroo seemed at a loss for words, having spent the last few minutes simply staring at the other, his smile, his eyes, his strong arms- his chest now uncovered by any furs in the warmth of the day. And it seemed he was mighty distracted. 鈥淕ood? Like you can walk out of here good or 鈥榶ou can鈥檛 feel your legs at all so I might as well cut them off鈥- good鈥 Look at that smirk on his handsome face. What a cheeky bear. 鈥淚鈥檓 better, thank you- the salve did help, don鈥檛 think I have a fever anymore..鈥, he said with some patience, a brow raised towards the man who was now busy rubbing down his torso. Oh, he鈥檇 reached his hips already. There it was again, that unbelievable surge of heat down to his- 鈥淵eah your color seems to be returning- I think you should be able to sit up tomorrow, but we鈥檒l take it easy anyway-鈥 His hands had come back up to get his back, fingers following his spine down to his tailbone again. Kuroo had to close his eyes for fear they might roll upwards- his chest expanding less painfully now as he took in deep breaths. But it was over within seconds. Far too short this time round. Gold eyes followed him as he reached for a sack and brought from inside a fist full of pretty purple rocks- a beautiful shine to them, unlike any gemstone he鈥檇 ever seen. He watched as the man carefully set them down on his body one by one, following a line down his sternum to his belly, and down his two legs using the sticky consistency of the salve to hold them in place. 鈥淭hey鈥檙e beautiful..鈥, he said, his eyes flicking up to his face as he finished up his work for the day. 鈥淎ren鈥檛 they..鈥, a smile on his face as he put them away. The cubs had been deterred for only a little as they watched their older brother do important work. But they were at it again, sniffing at Kuroo鈥檚 body curiously. One even managed to lick at the sticky goop when the bear man caught him- 鈥淗 ey stop that- get out of here, all of you鈥, he used that stern papa bear voice, too familiar to them no doubt. It was enough to have them pitter pattering out of the cave- the last one stumbling with his tongue hanging open and grunting from the sting of the medicine. 鈥淐ute kids..鈥, the wolf said to him in the fondest tone he鈥檇 used thus far. 鈥淎re they yours?鈥, he asked him curiously. The other shook his head no, looking just a little perturbed at the question. Kuroo had to, had to probe more, he wanted to know. 鈥淭hat was your mate right? The one I was hunting-鈥 鈥淣o.. she鈥檚 not- they鈥檙e her cubs and I take care of them sometimes but, she鈥檚 not my mate-鈥, his voice was weighed down by something he couldn鈥檛 quite decipher. But it would sate his curiosity for now. And with that, he was standing up to go- 鈥淥 i where you going-鈥, he protested, raising himself up on his elbows to crane his neck back towards him- and then instantly regretting it as the pain shot through his torso. 鈥淗ey hey relax- just going down fishing, I was gone all day for the crystals, I need to see my family and cool off with them for a bit-鈥, he came closer, putting a calming hand on his shoulder to lay him back down. Kuroo looked up at him, upside down now as he watched his face. A playful little pout on his lips when he asks, 鈥淲ell what if I need you..鈥 His brown eyes must鈥檝e widened, just a little. They quickly darted away, an awkward smile on his face, he tried to brush it off. But Kuroo wasn鈥檛 letting up, 鈥淚 mean, what if I鈥檓 in pain and I need that salve again..鈥 鈥淵ou鈥檙e good for at least half a day now..鈥, he said to him with more patience than he should鈥檝e- a softened look on his face as he stood up again. But he didn鈥檛 leave, looking back out at the cave entrance towards the cubs who were hanging nearby. 鈥淥kay, it鈥檚 time I taught you some signs then huh-鈥, he kneeled down again and scooted closer to Kuroo- giving him a face full of his gleaming chest in the last faint rays of sundown. Heaven.. heaven on earth.. 鈥淵ou listening?鈥 鈥淵eah yeah- let鈥檚 learn some bear then-鈥, his eyes snapped up from their guilty pleasure to his face, showing him he was paying attention. The man leaned lower, his face level with the wolf鈥檚.聽
And it made his heart stop. The bear huffed through his nose at him, one, two, three times. Simple enough to replicate, though he wasn鈥檛 sure if his body language would be correct for bears, Kuroo mimicked him, tipping his nose up towards his and following along. 鈥淣o-鈥, he put his fingers on his chin, directing it back down. It wasn鈥檛 easy to focus now, and he wasn鈥檛 quite sure why- Kuroo wasn鈥檛 one to shy away from physical touch, he quite enjoyed it, and a little touch to his face shouldn鈥檛 have had his adam鈥檚 apple bobbing nervously like it did. He tried again, three little huffs, keeping his nose level with his this time. This seemed to be more correct, granting him a smile and unfortunately, the leave of his fingers from his face. 鈥淵ou got it, just do that to any of the cubs, they鈥檒l come get me-鈥, he said with some satisfaction as he got up one final time and turned to leave. 鈥淲hat does it mean-鈥 The bear man turned back, casually stating to him as he draped the furs over the wolf鈥檚 lower body, 鈥淔ind my lover鈥 Lover.
Lover? Lover..? The color rising in his cheeks was unmistakable as he tried to make sense of what he鈥檇 just said, blinking stupidly at him and completely speechless. He seemed to understand the confusion a little late, giving him an airy laugh, 鈥淚t鈥檚 the same word for caregiver鈥, he said as he offered him a smile and what was a hint of playfulness in his eyes. He found him amusing at least, and not a pain, the thought left Kuroo smiling wider as he left the cave. His lover. A big sigh left his lips as he closed his eyes now, waiting for nightfall to come and for his lover to return. It was painfully boring in this cave, and the cubs weren鈥檛 around for him to entertain either. Not to mention the talk of lovers having ignited something in him that he found an absolute annoyance, given the state of his body at the moment. After what seemed like hours, he looked around the dark of the cave, and sensed nothing nearby. He cast his eyes down at the furs draped over his hips. Would his hips even work again.. The though of such a tragedy brought a small groan from his lips. It should鈥檝e been the least of his worries, but he was after all, a mortal man, of the flesh and all that. It had been.. a painfully long time since he鈥檇 last- But then footsteps approached- familiar ones.聽
His lover was home. Kuroo looked up to see him, his gold eyed glinting in the dark and seeing him clear as day. He had a.. giant fish in his mouth. And he looked happy, his hair dripping wet, as was the rest of his body. Oh no. 鈥淵ou need to eat! Come on! We got a great haul today, oh boy oh boy-鈥 he said, plopping the fish down in his lap as he crossed his legs and took a seat on the ground. He ripped out some of the flesh and offered it to him with his hand- Kuroo stared back and shook his head, 鈥淚鈥檓 not.. a fish person..鈥, he said weakly, feeling his stomach turn at the sight. 鈥淓h? What do you eat then? Berries? We have some but you need meat in you if you want your legs back-鈥, he looked at him, the most adorably perplexed expression on his face as he tilted his head at him. 鈥淣o I- I don鈥檛 eat them raw..鈥, he said with a sheepish look on his face. Cue a much more surprised, even scandalised look on the bear man鈥檚 face. 鈥淵ou don鈥檛.. eat.. your meat.. r a w??鈥 Kuroo can鈥檛 help but laugh at him then, clutching at his ribs for the ache it caused. He shook his head at him softly, 鈥淚 cook it before I eat.. it鈥檚 just better for my body, I lived more around humankind than wolfkind.. just used to it like that鈥 鈥淥h..鈥, he said now, and Kuroo could鈥檝e sworn he saw his phantom bear ears droop a little. The very idea of.. cooking.. his fish.. seemed to depress the poor fellow. But he perked up soon after, swiveling around to find something. He rustled around back there and brought forth a few twigs, and smooth looking stones. And then he set about, doing something like clicking the stones together. Minutes passed as he concentrated on his task, while the wolf watched, a big, indulgent smile on his face as he looked up at him from time to time. 鈥..with all due respect.. lover bear, what are you doing鈥 The man looked at his face, eyes wide, his jaw tense. He didn鈥檛 seem to want to comment on the nickname just yet, though he鈥檇 heard it alright. 鈥淚鈥檓 making a fire.. this is.. how the humans.. do it..鈥, his voice trailed off when Kuroo seemed to not be impressed. 鈥淣o..?鈥 Shaking his head at him, 鈥淣o鈥, he answered and took one stone from him- wincing as he raised himself up on one elbow. 鈥淗old that in place-鈥, he reached for the fur at his hips with his other hand, gathering some of the loose furs on it and brought it back around to use as kindling- then struck hard at the rock in his hand. It took him a few tries but the warmth in that cave was kind enough to let the spark catch the fur- which Kuroo diligently blew at and fed little twigs. He settled back down when it seemed to grow, feeding more twigs to it till it was blazing as big as his fist at the centre of the cave. The other man seemed to be mesmerized by it, watching the flames dance in place, feeding it dry leaves from time to time. The gold and orange light flickered over their faces as they exchanged happy glances with each other. He held a stick of fish meat over the flame, turning it after a few minutes, while Kuroo watched him, happy enough to do just that. And then he came to him, stick in hand. He blew on each piece, pulled it off its skewer and held it to his mouth for the wolf to eat. And he did, chewing hungrily. He hadn鈥檛 eaten in more than a day now, he just realized. When he鈥檇 had his fill for the time being, he looked up at him with interest. 鈥淒o bears feed each other..鈥 The question got him raising a brow at him, 鈥淵eah we feed our cubs.. what, you want me to chew up your meat and feed it to you like you鈥檙e a 1 month old?鈥 Kuroo sours a little, turning his nose up at him and looking up at the tall ceiling, illuminated by the light of the fire. 鈥..wolves feed each other all the time.. don鈥檛 have to be a pup to get it鈥 The bear man could sense something in his voice, something wistful, longing. It wasn鈥檛 a happy look on his face. So he tried to change the subject, huffing slightly, then in an amused tone, 鈥淭hat鈥檚 another thing- don鈥檛 even try to change here- I鈥檓 warning you, you do so much as yip like a wolf and I won鈥檛 be able to protect you-鈥 He crossed his arms across his chest as he continued on firmly, 鈥淭he only reason they鈥檙e letting you stay here is cause of me- but if you seem like a threat to the cubs, I won鈥檛 be able to stop them from ripping you apart.鈥 鈥淢m mm.. got it鈥, Kuroo answered with a small smile his way. But he didn鈥檛 stop there, smiling at the floor as his brown orbs twinkled. 鈥淣ot sure how they鈥檙e overlooking that stench though鈥. When he looked up, he saw a disgruntled looking wolf man, an unamused look on his face. He looked like he wanted to bark at him right then and there. He laughed again, chortling at his reaction, 鈥淵ou have the pride of a wolf.. that鈥檚 for sure, but not much else I gotta say-鈥, he groans as he shakes his head, 鈥淭hey鈥檙e so noisy when they play, just loud and obnoxious- o h and the howling at the moon, hell on earth, what a racket鈥 Yet again, this was cause for Kuroo to raise his nose at him, taking a deep breath to pace himself, till a smile grew on his lips. A dreamy look on his face as his eyes seemed to get lost in his memories. 鈥淎hh.. but the moon鈥檚 so pretty, you can鈥檛 help but sing to it..鈥 The other man looked at him, scooting a tad bit closer, and raising a single brow at his words, 鈥淵ou.. sing to pretty things?鈥 The wolf man鈥檚 eyes darted back to his face, lolling his head towards him now with infallible confidence, 鈥淲hy, you interested?鈥 This confused him, though there was a little gnawing sensation at the back of his head. The bear ventured further, against his instinct, 鈥淚n.. singing?鈥 鈥淚n me singing to you- I can鈥檛 see the moon from here- you鈥檙e a pretty bear, might just howl at you one of these days..鈥, words spoken without hesitation as he looked into his eyes, an annoyingly charming smirk on his lips that was begging to be wiped off. He couldn鈥檛 help but blush when he said it all, and that鈥檚 what had him scoffing- laughing, disbelievingly, or perhaps just to distract himself from the near-hungry look in this man鈥檚 eyes. 鈥淭ell me this- is talking like a jerk just YOUR thing or is it just a wolf dialect-鈥, he shoots back at him now, thin lipped smile in place to control his face from erupting in color again. That definitely knocked him down a peg, stopping him in his tracks. Kuroo鈥檚 mouth was opened now, in a little scoff of his own, before he resumed that disgustingly smooth smile of his, 鈥淭ell me this! Is fondling your patient just YOUR thing or it just the magic of bear fingers-鈥 鈥淔ONDLING! H AH-鈥 he shook his head with some outrage at him, 鈥淵ou need to learn to keep your mouth shut, I鈥檓 not f o ndling you, I鈥檓 healing you, you ungrateful little-鈥 But before he could finish his sentence, the wolf man was transformed in his affect- stretching his sinewy, muscular arms above him, his smile flashing as he presents his neck to him like a dog in heat, 鈥淢mm healing me alright.. in more ways than one鈥 Those eyes bore into him, watching him for a reaction, crafty and ready to pounce at any opening.聽
And he felt the heat climbing down his body, flickering like the light in the cave, threatening to reach its destination. That was his cue to leave. The bear man stood up, grateful for the heavy fur he had draped around his middle, 鈥淎lright wise-ass, get some sleep鈥, he said with obvious bitterness lacing his words as his face steeled itself against any more unruly attacks from this jackass. 鈥淗 ahhh don鈥檛 leave now, come on, I was teasing..鈥 It was almost laughable how needy he sounded, but the fact that it was working like tendrils tying his feet to the ground- that wasn鈥檛 very funny at all, he thought. The bear swallowed slowly, determined not to give him another word- not another word for him to twist around and use against him. 鈥淲on鈥檛 you spend the night with me..?鈥 Silence. Deep breaths to calm himself, and to fix a testy gaze on the man at his feet, who still seemed to be holding back a laugh. 鈥淗ey it鈥檚 been a while since you put that stuff on me, I might hurt at night..鈥 Was there anything this guy wouldn鈥檛 do to get him to stay. And what if he knew that he鈥檇 won before he鈥檇 even tried. What then. The man sat back down heavily, reaching for some furs and laid them down- f ar from his side, the sign of a clear boundary. Which again got Kuroo chuckling to himself quietly as he watched him. He put out the fire with impatience covering it with hide, and in the darkness lay down on his fur. Deadly silence. 鈥淗ey uh.. what鈥檚 your name.. I forgot to ask..鈥 Nothing. He was going to give him absolutely nothing. 鈥 I just call you my lover then?鈥 聽 鈥淒aichi- my name鈥檚 Daichi..鈥 Kuroo聽turned his head towards him in the dark, the smile on his face gleaming bright at the neat trick he鈥檇 just pulled.
鈥淲hat鈥檚 yours..鈥澛
鈥淭etsurou鈥, he answered with a softer smile his way. 聽
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jetpackforeveran hour ago
An Open Letter to the One I Thought Would Break Me:
August 29th, 2020
When I first met you, I was still healing from the tongue of a boy who took his anger out on drywall and spewed hate like he was giving away candy.
When I first met you, I thought that you were extraordinary. I was convinced kindness in a man is a rarity. Who is another man to give me a shred of the passion I had spent years begging for? To kiss me gently and make new promises? This must be love! After all, I could only compare you to a boy twice your anger and less than half of your patience. Of course the grass looked greener on the other side when the ground I stood on was dead.
I checked off the boxes in my head that I knew to look for: one who won鈥檛 yell, no deflection, no impending numbness. I only asked for the bare necessities, but I know now that consideration isn鈥檛 a luxury, it is supposed to be a given.
In hindsight, I overlooked the most important thing: character. You started to ignore pleas to cause me less pain, but at least you didn鈥檛 raise your voice when I asked. So I let you. You put me second place to every girl I ever rightfully cried in silence over, but at least you didn鈥檛 call me names. So I let you. I forgot that kindness and loyalty are not synonymous. This, I didn鈥檛 see until the end.
I still gave you a smile to wake up to every morning, a promise to love as fiercely as I can, and too many goddamn art pieces in which I poured my heart out to celebrate you. I allowed myself to see you as all things good and lovely, as you continue to do the minimum so elegantly that I forget I鈥檓 allowed to expect more. This is not to say I wasn鈥檛 loved or had loved deeply. Until the day you left, I was convinced you were the universe鈥檚 great gift to me- contentment in a person I can share my life with.
When you left, I pressed pause on the whole world and held onto the pain until I grew sick of it, until it no longer felt like I was grasping something broken, just numbness. When I thought your absence would leave me empty, when I became a shell of the person I worked so hard to be proud of, I realized you gave me something I had been missing.
Though I loved you, I cannot claim to know the girl I was that November and to be as gullible as to say you were everything.
Because you never were.
For the first time in nineteen years, I have learned how to pick myself up. I confronted the ache in my chest instead of finding the first wide-grinned, blue-eyed distraction. Sometimes I smile for no reason. My artwork is made with brighter colors now. I dance by myself again. Coffee tastes better when it鈥檚 just me. I have found everything I鈥檝e ever needed within myself. I am simply the universe having a human experience alone in this body I鈥檝e come to love.
Your absence brought healing. I was never going to be broken without you.
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in-a-lot-of-fandoms-tbh3 hours ago
The Best Day - Haz Osterfield
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Pairing: Single Dad!Haz x Step mom!Reader Requested? Nah. 2,572 words Happy Mother's Day to all x
Italics are flashbacks, bold is Christine singing, and [ ] is a 'video'. Thank you to @capwogers for telling me I should do mom!reader instead of sister!reader.
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When Harrison had his daughter, his first born, he never would鈥檝e thought that his life was going to change. Suddenly his life was colorful and filled with laughter. Sure, it was hectic, but he loved every second of it. As if it wasn鈥檛 enough, he was blessed with a son five years later. His life was perfect.
As far as good things go, bad things happen. Harrison鈥檚 partner suddenly left. They weren鈥檛 married, but it seemed that way. They lived together and they鈥檝e been together for a long time, but after their son鈥檚 second birthday, she decided she didn鈥檛 want to 鈥榩lay house鈥 anymore. It hurt him, but he knew he had to be strong for his kids.
Three years later, he met you. He was scared that his kids would scare you off, but it was the opposite. He watched as you tried to interact with them and he saw how his kids didn鈥檛 warm up to you. He frowned, but he knew that in time, they鈥檒l like you.
Christine, his thirteen-year-old daughter, didn鈥檛 seem very fond of you. Meanwhile his eight-year-old son, Ethan, was the opposite. You two would get ice cream together and he鈥檇 always kiss your cheek whenever he鈥檇 see you. He was also the only person excited when Harrison told them that you鈥檇 move in with them.
You could still remember Christine being so mad about it. She was glaring at you and you told her, 鈥淚 know I鈥檓 not your mom and I鈥檓 not trying to be her, but I want you to know that I鈥檓 here for you. I love your father and I love you guys too. No matter how mad you are at me, I won鈥檛 leave.鈥
And you didn鈥檛. Harrison proposed to you after being together for three years. You both knew that you both were meant for each other and you knew it was going to be hard because you felt like Christine will never get used to you being around, but you were proved wrong when the day of your wedding came.
You got married on Mother鈥檚 Day and yours and Harrison鈥檚 mom absolutely cried so much because they claimed that it was the best gift they鈥檝e ever received. Everyone at the reception was busy eating when the host, Tom, started talking again.
鈥淗i, everyone! I鈥檓 sorry to interrupt.鈥 Tom chuckled. 鈥淏ut someone wanted to take this time to give their 鈥榮pecial gift鈥.鈥 He looked at Christine with a smile and waved her over to where he was standing.
鈥淲hat鈥檚 she doing?鈥 Harrison whispered in your ear and you just shrugged. You both watched as Tom adjusted the mic to Christine鈥檚 height and Harrison could see the fear on his daughter鈥檚 face, but when he smiled at her, her fears disappeared and she calmed down.
鈥淚, uh, I want to say Happy Mother鈥檚 Day to everyone here.鈥 Christine said nervously as she played with her fingers. 鈥淢ost of all, I want to say Happy Mother鈥檚 Day to my dad because ever since mom left, he鈥檚 been acting as a mother and a father to me and Ethan. I also want to greet Y/N a Happy Mother鈥檚 Day too because she鈥檚 pretty cool for taking care of us when daddy鈥檚 busy.鈥 She added as she looked at you with an innocent look on her face.
鈥淚, uh, I have something prepared for both of you. It鈥檚 my wedding gift. I鈥檝e been taking secret singing and guitar lessons for this.鈥 She mentioned before looking behind her to see Tom lending her his guitar.
Tom stood back with Ethan and Christine started playing a familiar tune, 鈥淚 dedicate this song to my dad and Y/N.鈥 Then she began to sing.
I'm five years old, it's getting cold, I've got my big coat on I hear your laugh and look up smiling at you, I run and run Past the pumpkin patch and the tractor rides Look now, the sky is gold I hug your legs and fall asleep on the way home
鈥淣ina, be careful!鈥 Harrison shouted as he watched his little one run. Both of them were at a farm and he thought it was a good idea to spend some extra time Christine; just the two of them. Harrison knew that she won鈥檛 be five years old forever and he knew that once his son was born, he wouldn鈥檛 spend time with Christine as much anymore.
鈥淒addy, look at the pumpkins!鈥 Christine stopped running and stared at the pumpkins. Harrison smiled to himself and jogged over to where she was.
鈥淲anna see the farm animals, love?鈥 He asked sweetly. She looked at him with a bright smile and nodded quickly.
After a full day of spending time with farm animals and getting to pick some fresh fruits, Christine grew tired and it was then that Harrison knew it was time to go home. He carried her to his car and buckled her in her car seat.
Her eyes fluttered open slightly and smiled at him. 鈥淕o back to sleep, sweetheart. We鈥檒l be home soon.鈥 Harrison smiled and kissed her forehead.
鈥淚 love you, daddy.鈥 She said before drifting off to sleep. He didn鈥檛 want to tell anyone, but he cried on the drive home. Those four words were enough to make him cry and he wanted to cherish them before she grew up.
Christine sang the chorus beautifully and you could see that Harrison was crying. You held his hand and rested your head on his shoulder.
I'm thirteen now And don't know how my friends could be so mean I come home crying and you hold me tight and grab the keys And we drive and drive until we found a town far enough away And we talk and window shop 'til I've forgotten all their names
I don't know who I'm going to talk to now at school But I know I'm laughing on the car ride home with you Don't know how long it's going to take to feel okay But I know I had the best day with you today
You were feeling a bit sick and you decided it was best to stay at home. You still did work in yours and Harrison鈥檚 shared bedroom. It was only you in the house and you heard the door open and get slammed shut. Heavy footsteps were running up the stairs and straight into a room. The door was slammed shut too.
You took a deep breath and checked the time on your phone to see who was home at this time. It was Christine. Knowing that she wasn鈥檛 particularly fond of you, you braced yourself before going to her room to check up on her.
You knocked and heard a muffled 鈥榞o away鈥 from her. You shook your head and knocked again and said, 鈥淚t鈥檚 me, Y/N. I just wanted to check up on you. Are you okay? You sounded really mad when you came home.鈥
In Christine鈥檚 mind, she knew she didn鈥檛 have a choice. She needed to talk to someone and you happened to be home. Perhaps it wasn鈥檛 so bad, right? She wiped her tears and got up to open the door. You frowned at the sight and immediately pulled her in for a hug.
She hugged back and cried. She opened up to you about her mean friends and you just listened. When she was done, you wiped her tears and said, 鈥淢y friends did the same thing, you know.鈥
鈥淩eally?鈥 She sniffed and you nodded with a small smile on your face. 鈥淲hat happened?鈥 She asked.
鈥淲e鈥檙e not friends anymore. It hurt a lot, but I got new friends and they鈥檙e way better than my old ones. We鈥檙e still friends up to this day. You鈥檒l have new friends too, I promise you that. They鈥檒l be better and your friendship will last.鈥 You smiled, causing her to smile too.
鈥淗ow about we go out? We can get ice cream and eat dinner. I can call your dad and tell him to pick up Ethan.鈥 You suggested. Christine thought about it for a second and she nodded and pushed away her long blonde hair from her face.
鈥淲e can get a makeover too, if you want.鈥 You added and she squealed excitedly.
鈥淒addy never allowed me to have makeovers.鈥 Christine said. 鈥淗e said I was too young.鈥
鈥淲ell, lucky for you, I鈥檓 not your dad.鈥 You winked. 鈥淚鈥檒l let you get dressed and we can go, alright?鈥
鈥淎lright.鈥 She smiled and turned to go further in her room. Before she closed the door, she called your name and you turned around. 鈥淭hank you鈥 and call me Nina. Christine is too long.鈥 She said with a sincere look on her face.
鈥淚t鈥檚 no problem. I鈥檓 on your side, Nina. Never forget that.鈥 You smiled.
Later that night when you and Christine got home, the boys were on the couch and gasped when they saw you and Christine sporting your new looks. You dyed your hair while Christine had a new haircut. You even allowed her to pick out clothes that she liked and bought it for her. You never splurged, but you figured it was okay to splurge just for once.
鈥淲hy don鈥檛 you show Ethan what you got him?鈥 You told Christine and she quickly went to the couch to show Ethan the stuff she picked for him. Harrison got up from the couch and walked over to you, 鈥淚 thought you never splurged.鈥 He joked.
鈥淚 never splurge on anything, but I made an exception. She was upset about something and I wanted to make her feel better.鈥
鈥淏y buying her stuff?鈥
鈥淣o, by making her happy and by distracting her. We window shopped first and she narrowed down what she really wanted. Then, we bought them. The things she bought Ethan came from her own money.鈥
Harrison nodded with a smile, 鈥淭hank you for making her happy.鈥
鈥淚t鈥檚 no big deal.鈥 You shrugged. 鈥淚 went through the same thing and no one was there for me. I want to be there for her.鈥
I have an excellent father, his strength is making me stronger
Christine saw the whole scene the night her mother left. She saw how upset and sad Harrison was while he carried her two-year-old brother. He turned around and saw Christine sitting on the steps.
He didn鈥檛 know what to say. 鈥淒arling, I-鈥 Harrison was lost and he held back his tears.
鈥淎re we going to be okay, daddy?鈥 She asked as she cried.
He nodded and sat next to her with Ethan in his arms. 鈥淲e鈥檒l be fine. We鈥檙e gonna be okay, I promise you that.鈥 Harrison smiled at her and put his arm around her shoulder. That night, Christine and Ethan slept in the same bed as Harrison, so he wasn鈥檛 lonely.
Harrison never knew, but Christine would hear him cry himself to sleep at night and she would notice the tear stains on his cheeks whenever he made breakfast. It was then that Christine realized how strong Harrison was and that she wanted to be just as strong as he was.
God smiles on my little brother, inside and out He鈥檚 better than I am
Christine took a long time to get used to you, but she noticed how Ethan immediately let you in without hesitation. He always tagged along with you wherever you went and it made Harrison a bit jealous that Ethan preferred you over him, but it made Harrison happy.
Ethan even helped you in the garden, something he never did. But Ethan鈥檚 favorite moment with you is when he would sit on the kitchen countertop and help you bake cookies for every occasion.
I grew up in a pretty house and I had space to run And I had the best days with you
Christine stopped playing and looked on the projector to play an old video of hers. Harrison was filming and he laughed when he saw the video.
鈥淚 remember that video.鈥 He laughed as he reminisced.
[鈥淲hat鈥檙e you painting, Nina?鈥 Harrison asked as he filmed Christine painting. He smiled when she looked at him with a toothy grin, 鈥淔lowers!鈥
鈥淭hose are pretty flowers, baby.鈥 Harrison complimented. 鈥淵ou鈥檙e beautiful like a flower as well.鈥
鈥淭hank you, daddy. You鈥檙e beau鈥檉ul too.鈥 Christine smiled at him, causing Harrison to laugh. It was silent between them, but she broke it. 鈥淐an I be a flower for Halloween?鈥
Harrison chuckled and said, 鈥淚鈥檒l see what I can do. I might need your mum for some help. She knows more about flowers than I do.鈥
鈥淥tay!鈥 Christine giggled and continued painting.]
There is a video I found from back when I was three You set up a paint set in the kitchen and you鈥檙e talking to me It鈥檚 the age of princesses and pirate ships and the seven dwarves
After the video, it showed a slideshow of pictures. The first picture was her on Halloween dressed as a flower. Every other kid was a monster or a superhero, but she was different. Needless to say, she went home with more candy than any other kid.
The next picture was of her and a one-year-old Ethan and that made Ethan scrunch his nose and cover his eyes. Everyone was overjoyed to see old pictures of Christine and Harrison with Ethan鈥檚 pictures in it sometimes. Then their first family picture without her mom showed up and that made you smile at Harrison.
鈥淵ou raised them well without her, you know.鈥 You said and he nodded.
鈥淭hank you.鈥 He grinned.
Christine continued singing and decided to switch up the lyrics last minute, 鈥淒addy鈥檚 smart and Y/N鈥檚 the prettiest lady in the whole wide world.鈥
Harrison looked at you and chuckled when he saw you crying, 鈥淣ow you鈥檙e the one crying.鈥
鈥淵eah, sue me.鈥 You sniffed and wiped your tears away.
Christine walked to where you two were and Tom quickly held the mic for her.
Now I know why all the trees change in the fall I know you were on my side even when I was wrong And I love you for giving me your eyes
Christine cried as her mother yelled at her. Harrison got mad and said, 鈥淒on鈥檛 yell at her! She鈥檚 just a kid, okay?! It鈥檚 not her fault!鈥
Her mom huffed and left the scene to get some air. Harrison turned to Christine and said, 鈥淲hat did you do?鈥
鈥淚 was mad at her so I got her mug and broke it.鈥 Christine frowned and Harrison shook his head before pulling her in for a hug.
鈥淒on鈥檛 do that again, yeah? Someone might get hurt.鈥 He said softly before pulling away and wiping her tears away. He stared in her eyes that resembled his and smiled a bit, 鈥淲anna watch cartoons?鈥
鈥淵eah.鈥 Christine grinned.
鈥淔or staying back and watching me shine and I didn鈥檛 know if you knew, so I鈥檓 taking this chance to say that I had the best day with you today.鈥 Christine ended the song with a smile. 鈥淚 hope you liked it.鈥
Everyone clapped and Harrison got up from his seat to give her a hug, 鈥淭hat was amazing, darling! I loved it.鈥
You hugged her too and said, 鈥淚t鈥檚 the best gift I鈥檝e ever had. Thank you, sweetheart.鈥
She smiled at you and said, 鈥淵ou鈥檙e welcome, mum.鈥
It was the best Mother鈥檚 Day ever.
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blackffreader7 hours ago
Just started Watching Teen Wolf Comments on S01E04
Don鈥檛 spoil for me please!
Wolf attack in 3...2... opps Nevermind almost car accident! And Nevermind again, wolf attack
Chick was oddly prepared to be attacked. Ooo, another hunter.
Huh, bullet wound glowing blue. Guess that鈥檚 where the title came from
From murderous killer to the fun aunt. That鈥檚 a switch
Allison is noticing the lies 馃憖
Will you two stop having wolf conversations in the middle of class?
Umm, babe. You don鈥檛 look so good
Jackson is a dick
Lydia is confusing. She keeps doing or saying causal intelligent remarks and then taking it back when people notice.
I鈥檓 sorry the guy fainted in the middle of the street and you guys complain that he is here!
Why should you help him? Oh, I don鈥檛 know. Maybe because he is the only not psycho wolf in town who can help you since you don鈥檛 have such a good track record of doing it yourself
I see no studying will done this day
Yes, he is dying.
How can it be contagious? It鈥檚 a gun shot
Who laughs when someone says they鈥檙e good at archery? People trying to get shoot with an arrow that鈥檚 who
Little weird to start making out against a wall of amino
Awkward dinner is awkward
Awww... Scott and Allison are cute
Can anyone explain why Scott is so willing to just let Derek die? He already knows that a) Derek didn鈥檛 kill the girl in the woods and b) didn鈥檛 bite him. So why is he still upset?
Does Allison鈥檚 dad know that Scott is a werewolf? He is going on about rabid dogs at the dinner table and judging by Allison鈥檚 reaction this isn鈥檛 normal
Wow, accusing him is stealing in front of everyone that鈥檚 fun.
Allison to the rescue! But that is gonna be an awkward talk when Scott leaves
I never realized how many lines I know, but had never seen. I keep having 鈥榯hat鈥檚 where that鈥檚 from moments!鈥
Another question, do the different eye colors mean anything? Scott鈥檚 eyes go gold while Derek鈥檚 eyes go blue. Was that just a style choice or does it have a meaning?
Is he gonna snort it? Nope, and honestly might have preferred it if he had snorted it
Mr. Grumpy is back!
One of them accused you of stealing and they鈥檙e nicer than Derek in your mind! I get it. He is a kinda creepy and sometimes mean guy, but this Derek hate has got to stop
WTF Scott? Asking questions like anyone could ever deserve to be nearly burned alive with their family!
Would it be more fun if I added photos to this? I鈥檓 unsure of the quality it would have (most likely screenshoots of scenes from my phone), but I don鈥檛 know how to make gifs and don鈥檛 want to steal
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mychemicalaromanticism7 hours ago
currently thinking about val walking in on the girl panicking in the middle of the night and she thinks he鈥檚 party and goes to hug him but realizes a moment too late that she was very wrong and she steps away like聽鈥渟orry, i thought you were- your hair.鈥 and val just. backs away to leave her be and it is the most terribly awkward experience either of them have ever had.
val bleaches his hair the next day. he brushes it off when the Vs ask him about it, 鈥渞ed was never my color.鈥
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cheesegurl8 hours ago
Part 1:
Yesterday, i had this very funny (not really) conversation with lyn in-between patients. Perched atop the faux marble counter in the nook of the clinic kitchen, i told her in my annoying sing-song morning voice, "magkagalit kami ni God today!" The way you would voice out a "surprise!!!" complete with colorful confetti thrown from your pockets.
"Luh, ba't ang saya mo pa?!" replied Lyn, laughing hysterically, pointing out that really, as if i have the right to get mad and sulky at God.
Just last wednesday, while talking to God on my way to work, He reminded me of the word He had placed in my heart at the beginning of the year: Seek (Matthew 6:33). So i prayed earnestly about how much i wanted to seek Him more and connect with Him in more unimaginable ways that would keep me closer than ever, that would make me have a voice of my own, not just marvel at others' encounters with Him and just be a recipient of His revelations to others-- i want my own firsthand revelations directly from the Father.
Not saying that i haven't been blessed encountering Him through others' testimonies, revelations, and moments with Him, but it's been so long that i haven't heard directly from Him. I keep Him close, i fill my idle moments praying and striking conversations with Him, knowing Him more as a friend aside from knowing Him as a Father, but all those have been short-lived and very shallow. And i was not satisfied at having Him just stand there and keep Him at bay.
Like a child hungry for her father's attention, i was yearning for the Father's attention but would not dare sit down for a focused conversation. Like a child who would tell her dad she's hungry, but would not dare tell him what she wants.
To which, in that morning ride to work, with the sun directly on my face, God in his authoritative voice, loud and clear, said "you said you want to seek me, but your attention is so divided. And i want your complete, undivided attention." That was heard audibly that my eyes flew open wide instantaneously.
Napagalitan na naman ako ng Tatay. Hay.
So much has been going on lately-- with my art, plans on releasing merch for my art, my dayjob, and my desire to leave that dayjob for another-- that even if i'm aware of how much i run to God even in idle moments, the quantity of time i have with Him did not really mean i've been spending quality time with Him also. I run to Him for affirmations, even before making a decision for my art, i await His response for everything that i do before going my own way, i keep Him close and fill my mind with prayer, but apparently, He says i am not close enough. The way He would want to not be kept at bay, the way He would not want to be kept in the shallows, but the way He wanted me to dive in deeper with Him.
That night, He actually said, "ang dami mong gustong gawin anak, eto gusto mo pa mag-draft ng resum茅 (hahaha i really did just write in my things to do list that time about drafting my resum茅 for my dream airlines), pwede bang upo at usap muna tayo?"
And so thursday came, and i was off duty and had all the time for God that i realized how apt it was that the God who has His complete undivided attention on us, would deserve kur complete undivided attention on Him as well. And while i was writing on my journal, i had countless things i wanted to do in that span of time and felt the urgent need to do them, as if they are far more important than my time with God.
And so yet again, He intervened saying, "see? See what I am trying to tell you? I keep on telling you how much I long for you, my child, to just be here in the moment with me. Yet your mind is everywhere all at once. STOP! Be here with me now."
I had not really given much attention about my generosity for others. My tendency to give is just from an overflow of God's generosity for me. I am willing to give especially knowing that nothing is ever mine to begin with, but everything was supplied and provided by God. But right then, when God was telling me, "ikaw muna at Ako," i knew how we can be generous to a fault-- when we can be generous to others but not to Him.
And He is not even asking for much from us-- just some time and our undivided attention so we can truly listen to His voice and see His face.
"Seek first His Kingdom and His righteousness and all these things will be added." (Mt. 6:33)
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the-bau-quinjet11 hours ago
Summary: Y/N introduces Bucky to the little things that he missed out on since the 40s.
Warnings: Absolutely none, just fluff :)
Word Count: 3527
a/n: Hygge is a Danish word, and from what I can tell it perfectly encompasses finding happiness in the little things.
This request honestly had me smiling the whole time I wrote it. Thank you to everyone who gave me suggestions of things to introduce Bucky to (including my sisters who don't know why I asked them that question lol)
Also, I find happiness in looking at this gif so I would like to thank @thebritishstanfan for its existence on this app
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You heard the door open just as you finished running the bath.
"Bucky!" You ran out to the living room, throwing your arms around him in greeting.
"Hi, Doll." He whispered into hair, pressing a kiss to the top of your head. He instantly relaxed at your touch.
"I have a surprise for you." You grabbed his hand, leading him to the bathtub. "I thought you might want to relax a bit, so I ran you a bath."
Just being in your presence was relaxing to him, but he wouldn't turn down a bath, especially one with the potential of you joining him.
"Are you going to relax with me?" He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively eliciting a laugh from you.
"Maybe later, this is about you right now." You smiled softly, eager to help him unwind.
He undressed quickly, lowering himself into the warm water as you searched through a shopping bag.
"Okay. Big Blue, Intergalactic, Love Boat, or Goddess?" You looked at him expectantly.
He stared at you, confusion evident on his face.
"Oh, do you want to smell them and then decide?" You questioned with a tilt of your head.
"Smell what?" His brows furrowed, mouth slightly agape.
"The bath bombs silly." You smiled brightly, bringing the bag closer to him.
"Why would I want a bomb in my bath?" He questioned your odd behavior.
"It's not a real bomb, Buck." You shook your head, randomly removing one of the bath bombs from the bag, Goddess. You held it out for him to take.
"Smell it." You instructed.
He was apprehensive in his movements, but slowly moved the purple ball to his nose.
"It smells like flowers." He stated plainly, waiting for you to explain more.
"Yep. Here, smell the rest of them." You handed him each of the bath bombs, waiting to hear his verdict on each one.
"Oh, that's surprisingly citrus-y." He held out Love Boat for you to take back.
"This one smells too clean." He shook his head, dropping Big Blue into the outstretched bag.
"I like this one." He held Intergalactic in his hand, smiling proudly.
"Perfect. Lower it into the water." Your eyes were filled with love as you watched him follow your instructions.
"It's fizzing." He looked at you, concern evident in his bright blue eyes.
"It's supposed to. It dissolves in the water, coloring the bath and also adding scent from essential oils." You did your best to explain.
"Why?" He narrowed his eyes in confusion.
"It's just... have you ever heard of hygge?" You waited for his answer.
"Yeah, I've heard the word. It's like feeling cozy and happy from little things." He looked to you for approval.
"Exactly. That's what bath bombs are for, at least to me. They make me happy, so I thought you might like to try one."
The bath water had turned a dark blue, glitter floating throughout.
"Nobody thought to explain bath bombs to me, I guess." He smiled at you, relaxing into the bath. "What else makes you happy?"
"You know what, I'll make a list of little things that I love and then we can spend a day together where I show them to you." You bit your lip in anticipation of his response.
"I'd love that." He grinned.
"Yay! I'm going to get started!" You quickly left the bathroom, leaving him to relax on his own.
"What's got you so excited?" Sam gestures to your bouncing knee.
"Oh, I didn't even notice. I'm just showing Bucky some things that he's missed out on since the 40s." You smile grew as you thought about the list you had made.
You were just about to find Bucky and show him the list when you had to leave for an impromptu mission.
You were definitely annoyed your plans had been delayed, but it made you a force to be reckoned with while fighting.
"So that's why you were so ruthless. You've got a hot date." Sam winked.
"Whatever you say Sam." You shook your head. "I've got to drop by Starbucks before they close. See you later!" You called as you ran from the jet, still in mission gear.
The disheveled state of your clothing and hair earned you some looks from the Starbucks employees, but you were too excited to care.
You quickly stopped in your room to change before heading off to find Bucky.
"BuckyBuckyBuckyBuckyBuckyBuckyBuckyBuckyBucky!" You said his name over and over as you ran to the common area.
Skidding to a stop, you held up the drinks in your hands. "Bucky! Are you ready?"
He seemed to be in the middle of something with Steve, but abandoned it immediately at the sight of you.
"Sorry, punk. I've gotta go." He grabbed a drink from you, sliding his other hand into your newly empty one.
"Wow, jerk. You get a girlfriend and replace me!" Steve yelled after you in a joking tone.
"Don't worry Stevie. Nobody could replace you." You called back over your shoulder, dragging Bucky to the kitchen.
"Okay, I've got a few different categories. The first one we're going to tackle is food!" You smiled brightly, nearly bouncing in anticipation.
"Can you preheat the oven to 350 degrees?" You asked as you grabbed a bag from the freezer.
You swiftly dumped the contents onto the tray, shoving them into the oven while it preheated.
"Aren't you supposed to wait until it's hot?" Bucky watched as you slid around the room.
"Yes, but I've always been impatient. It'll be fine. I promise! While those are cooking, I've got a few other things for you. These are from the 90s."
You handed him a bag of flamin' hot cheetos, watching with bated breath as he opened it and sniffed the contents.
"They smell bizarre. Why are they so red?" He looked at the cheeto in his hand with confusion.
"It's the flamin' hot cheeto dust! It may be unnaturally red, but it's so satisfying to eat." You grabbed the bag from him, eating a cheeto of your own.
He eyed you carefully, slowly popping the cheeto into his mouth and chewing carefully.
"Doll, these are terrible." He deadpanned, grinning when you pouted.
"Bucky!" You whined. "You have to eat more than one for the full experience. It doesn't matter that they aren't the best flavor wise, there's just something about them that's addicting." You laughed, eating a few more cheetos.
"Alright, alright. I'll follow your lead." The two of you snacked as you brought his attention to the next item.
"Okay, these don't really go with the cheeto flavor, but they still make me happy. Starbucks only does holiday drinks around the holidays, obviously. These are my two favorite."
You handed him one beverage, gesturing for him to try it.
"Minty..." He waited for an explanation.
"Yes. Peppermint mocha!" You swapped the cups, letting him try the next drink. "That one is an eggnog latte."
"They're both pretty good, although I still like my coffee black." He placed the cup back on the counter.
"Yeah, I thought you might say that. There's just something about them. Probably because they're seasonal drinks. It makes me associate them with the holidays and spending time with friends and family and that makes me smile."
He pressed a kiss to your nose. "You are too cute."
"I know!" You scrunched your nose, knowing he finds it adorable. "Next item!" You presented him with three different packages of Oreos.
"Why so many?" He questioned.
"Because, they're different flavors. I now Oreos were originally produced in like 1912 or something, that's why I got different flavors."
"Actually, I don't think I've ever tried one." He eyed the blue package excitedly.
"Ahh, while I got double stuffed because they're obviously better than the regular ones. I've also got peanut butter and mint. Honestly, pretty mild flavors all things considered." You laughed, picturing the key lime flavor you avoided.
Bucky grabbed one of each, excited to try all three.
"I think the mint one is my favorite. It really goes with the peppermint mocha." He nodded as he spoke, as if he needed to convince himself.
"I'm glad you're enjoying yourself." You smiled, watching as he ate three more cookies.
Before he could reply, the timer went off.
"The dino nuggies!" You reached for the potholder, pulling the tray out of the over. "This is the last food item."
He looked at the tray, confusion clear in his eyes.
"Doll, are these just chicken nuggets?" He picked up a brontosaurus from the tray.
"Well, yes." You huffed. "But! They're shaped like dinosaurs!" You bit your lip in excitement, bouncing on the balls of your feet.
"So? They still taste the same..." Bucky clearly did not understand the hype.
"Right again. It's so much more fun to eat though. Gives you a childlike enthusiasm, even as a fully grown adult." He eyed you skeptically as he bit off the head of a dino.
He couldn't help but smile as you watched him, anticipating his reaction.
"Ya know, you might be right. That was weirdly satisfying."
The two of you spent the next few minutes eating chicken nuggets, hot cheetos, and oreos, occasionally sipping from the holiday beverages.
After quickly cleaning up the kitchen, you lead Bucky to your bathroom.
"Sit down." You gestured to the toilet.
"Why?" He still did as he was asked.
"Because." You answered petulantly. You filled a paper cup with water, carefully dumping it on his head to get his hair wet.
"Y/N!" Bucky jolted from the cold water.
"Sorry! I forgot it was cold!" You quickly plugged in the blowdryer, letting the warm air waft over his head.
"You know, if that thing was quieter, I think I could fall asleep right now." Bucky stated calmly as you ran your fingers through his hair, trying to evenly distribute the warm air amongst the hair.
"I know, right! There's something about someone else blow drying your hair that is so soothing."
You spent the next few minutes drying Bucky's hair and massaging his scalp.
"All done!" you exclaimed, unplugging the blow dryer and putting it back in the cabinet.
"Are you sure you don't want to do that again?" Bucky questioned, still sitting on the toilet.
"Yes. We've got more things to cover!" You pulled him off the toilet, nearly dragging him to your bed.
"Next category is entertainment, I guess." You brought out your laptop, certain apps already open to show him different things.
"We'll start with animals!" You were buzzing with excitement, and caffeine, as you opened two different browsers.
"Doll, animals existed in the 40s." He shook his head, endlessly amused by your behavior.
"I know that. Have you ever seen a Highland Cow?" You raised your brow, challenging his statement.
"I can't say I have." He shook his head slightly.
"Well, there you go. Animals it is. Actually, have you ever used Alexa?" You questioned him.
"No... Who is Alexa?" His confusion earned a laugh from you.
"An AI." You explained before bursting out into laughter again.
"Oh, like Friday?" He questioned.
"Yeah, but Alexa's not nearly as advanced. Here, watch this." You cleared your throat, making sure to speak clearly. "Alexa, show me pictures of Highland cows."
After a brief buffer, the AI responded. "Here are pictures of Highland cows." The google search appeared on your screen.
"So you can ask her anything?" Bucky questioned.
"Sort of, Friday knows way more. Alexa's good for little things though. Tony gets annoyed if you ask Friday to do too many small things because it can take up too much RAM and... You know what, it's not important." You decided against explaining since Bucky already looked confused.
You shifted your screen so he could see the many pictures displayed.
"Okay, so what's so special about a Highland cow?" He scrolled through the images, unaware of the smile forming on his face.
"There's just something about them. You'll find that same explanation for a lot of things I'm showing you, but it's true. They just make me smile. Look at how cute they are!" You emphatically gestured to the screen, nearly squealing at the adorable display.
"I actually see what you mean. Looking at them just makes you smile." He nodded his head thoughtfully, a small grin still pulling at his lips. "What other animal are you introducing me to?"
"Well, I assume you know what a puppy is." You said in complete seriousness.
"I do, indeed." He matched your tone, mocking the seriousness. He was really enjoying the playfulness you were showcasing.
"Well, here is a video of actor Tom Holland... you know Tom Holland, right?" You turned to face him.
"Tom Holland. Tom Holland... What's he in again?" His brows pinched together in thought.
"We've watched a few of his new movies together. Chaos Walking, The Devil All the Time, a few animated films, In the Heart of the Sea."
"Oh! The British one?" Recognition crossed his features.
"Yes! That one. Okay so, this is an interview of him..."
"Okay?" Bucky was more confused now than any other point of the night.
"Playing with puppies!" You're mouth dropped open in a wide smile, clearly excited about even the idea of puppies.
"I think I understand this one without even watching the video." he laughed, laying back with you to watch.
"You can't have pitbulls in England?" Bucky was affronted.
"I know. It's so sad." You pouted, still staring at the puppies on the screen.
"I have actually always thought puppies smell really good." He easily commented, agreeing with the famous actor.
"I know, Buck. I know." You shook your head playfully.
"Twinkies are pretty gross, he's not wrong." It was your turn to comment on his answers.
"I see your point." Bucky agreed as well.
"I definitely understand why this one makes you happy." Bucky smiled, kissing you on the cheek. "You know, he kind looks like Peter."
"I mean, maybe a little." You shrugged moving on to the next thing on your list.
"Still in the realm of entertainment, I've got some music for you." You knew Bucky was going to pout here.
"Doll, you know I'm just fine listening to my 40s music and calling it a day."
"Yes, but this is my list and you have agreed to be subjected to it." You queued up a few songs. "The first one, again, just makes me smile. I babysat a lot when I was younger, and there's something about this theme song that really hits different."
"Hits different?" Bucky stared at you like you had two heads.
"Yep. Just listen."
I was a girl in the village doing alright, then I became a princess overnight. Now I gotta figure out how to do it right, so much to learn and see.
You bobbed your head, mouthing the words as the theme song to Sofia the First played.
"I don't get this one." He figured honesty was the best policy.
"You say that now, but a week from now... You'll be singing it while you punch a bad guy in the face." You deadpanned, earning a laugh.
"Okay! Actual songs now." You took a deep breath, tring to prepare for his rejection. "Taylor Swift."
"Taylor Swift?" He repeated, waiting for you to say something else.
"To quote one of my favorite tik toks I've ever seen... 'If you don't like a single Taylor Swift song, I'm taking a crowbar, and I'm propping open your chest to see what's powering that thing in there, because it's not a heart.'"
"That's a bit extreme, don't you think." He eyed you cautiously.
"No. It's true. Her discography is so versatile, everyone can find at least one song they like." Your playful mood from earlier was still present, but hidden behind a slightly threatening glare.
"Which song are you going to play for me?" He was honestly nervous to hear it.
"Actually, you can pick. This playlist is songs of hers that make me smile, so pick whichever one you want." You smiled, eager to see his choice.
He scrolled through the playlist, reading each title carefully.
"Okay, You Are In Love or New Year's Day?" He asked your opinion.
"Both good choices, why those two?" You eyed him curiously.
"Well, You Are In Love because that's how I feel about you and New Years Day because you put it last in the playlist, so I know it must be one of your favorites."
You couldn't hide the way his words made you smile if you tried.
"I love you so much." You kissed him quickly. "Go with New Year's Day, I think it will resonate with you a bit more."
He smiled, tapping the screen gently to play the song.
The two of you remained quiet through the song, just enjoying the soft melody and storytelling.
"Please don't ever become a stranger whose laugh I could recognize anywhere." He quoted when the song ended.
"I'll be there if you're the toast of the town, babe, or if you strike out and your crawling home." You sang softly in response.
He cleared his throat. "I think I understand this one."
"I'm glad. I mean, it obviously doesn't have to be Taylor Swift, but everyone should have at least one song that makes them smile." You leaned into his embrace, enjoying the time spent together.
"What else have you got for me, Doll?" He held you close.
"Two more things. Here." You handed him two slightly sticky balls.
"What the hell is this?" He laughed, prying the toy from his metal hand.
"Throw it at the ceiling." He did as he was told, following your lead.
"Friday, can you turn off the lights?" You asked the AI.
"Of course, Ms. L/N."
The two of you were quickly shrouded in darkness. The balls you had thrown at the ceiling were glowing.
"How do we get them down?" Bucky whispered, his voice matching the darkness of the room.
"Just wait..." You stared at the ceiling, waiting a few seconds before the balls began to fall.
"So you just throw it and catch it?" Bucky questioned, again following your lead.
"Yep! It's weirdly relaxing after a long day." You smiled, catching and throwing the neon balls over and over again.
"You're absolutely right." He laughed, catching the blue ball before it could hit him in the face. "Especially just laying in the dark."
"Exactly! I'll go get the last thing, you can keep going." You pressed a quick kiss before heading to the kitchen. You tossed a few stuffed animal heating pads into the microwave.
While they were heating up, you grabbed yours and Bucky's water bottles to fill up with the fridge filter.
The beep sounded, indicating you could grab the animals and head back to Bucky.
"I'm back!" You called softly as you closed the door again. The room was still dark, causing you to turn on the lights. Bucky was frantically catching and throwing all four balls.
"It's a bit less relaxing when you've got to keep track of so many." He laughed as one fell and stuck to his elbow.
"Yeah, more like a game then." You smiled, happy to see him having so much fun.
"So, what's the last thing?"
You held up a bright yellow duck and an equally bright green frog.
"Stuffed animals? Doll, how old do you think I am?" He laughed lightheartedly.
"They're not just stuffed animals. They're also heating pads." You smiled, handing the duck to Bucky.
"What do you do with it?" He questioned.
"Men." You couldn't help but mumble it under your breath. "Well, after a mission, when you're feeling sore you can cuddle with one of these and it helps soothe the ache."
"Really? Nothing else you've shown me has been this practical." He chuckled again.
"That is true, but the fact that it's a stuffed frog makes me happy, even after the worst day."
"I guess you have a point." He pulled the duck close to his body, snuggling with it. "I like cuddling with you better." He pouted.
"I like cuddling with you too Bucky. Promise." You turned to face him, holding the frog to your chest with one arm.
"Thank you for sharing all this with me. I honestly don't remember the last time I smiled this much." He looked at you fondly, still smiling.
"Me either. There is one more thing that makes me really happy, though." You whispered.
"Yeah, what's that?" He watched you eagerly, waiting for the last thing.
"You." You watched his smile grow. "Even just spending ten seconds with you makes me happy after a totally shit day."
"Y/N, you make me happier than anyone I've ever met, Steve included." He joked. "I love you so much. More than I ever thought I could love someone."
"I love you too. So, so much." You rested your head on his chest, cuddling as close as the stuffed frog allowed. "Goodnight, Bucky." You whispered softly, eyes already falling closed.
He pressed a gentle kiss to the top of your head, sighing contently.
"Goodnight my love."
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hathfrozen12 hours ago
i sometimes think about dean killing john in 2005 and then driving to see sam at stanford and being like 鈥渉ey dad鈥檚 missing i need your help鈥. all just to get sam to come with him. maybe he didn鈥檛 know jess would die, but it was a bonus
this made me see shrimp fucking colors i might have to write this one as an au/series divergent fic oh my god.
we know that at the end of the day sam is above john, however much it takes dean to admit that and however close the call is.
so the question then becomes what would have to happen either between john and dean or between sam and dean (prior to his leaving) that would drive dean so insane with loss/missing sam that he would pick sam over john in the most final way just to get sam back in his life holy fucking shit.
what is the true threshold where dean commits his second most grave sin (patricide) all for love of his baby brother.
+ what would sam do when he found out fuuuuuuuuuuuck what would he DO because it would be so fucked up and abnormal and scary and that鈥檚 still his dad who he cares about in a fundamental way but also it鈥檚 dean who he adores and it鈥檚 john and he resents john who never accepted him and he resents that dean never picked his side enough and now dean鈥檚 really done it. he鈥檚 picked sam forever and ever and ever but in the sickest scariest way and i鈥攚hat would sam do.
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sanguineterrain12 hours ago
The Mess - Chapter Five (Bucky Barnes x Reader)
This is chapter 5 coming at ya! Happy Saturday :)
Title: The Mess
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x female!reader
Summary: Finally, you鈥檙e going home. Now everything鈥檒l go back to normal. Right?聽
Word count: 5.6k
Warnings: language.
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鈥淲ell, take a good long look. This is the last time we鈥檒l ever be here.鈥
鈥淭hank God. I鈥檓 picking the honeymoon destination next time.鈥
鈥淣ext time?鈥 Bucky echoed as you pulled your door shut and locked it, ignoring the hinges squeaking in protest.
鈥淵eah, next time. You suck at honeymoon planning.鈥
He was leaning against the railing, dressier than usual in a forest button down and slacks for your court appearance, holding both his and your baggage.
鈥淚s that implying there鈥檒l be a next time?鈥
鈥淲ell, not with you. Clearly, weddings are not your forte.鈥
鈥淚 could say the same for you, doll.鈥
鈥淲e鈥檒l see what the judge has to say about that.鈥
Two doors down, the handle jiggled and out came Spamela, no longer in a robe but now a nightgown that looked like it had seen better days, sporting the same clunky yellow rollers.
鈥淥h my god, that鈥檚 her!鈥 you whispered, nudging Bucky.
鈥淪pamela, duh. She鈥檚 the one who got huffy the other day, the one I told you about.鈥
鈥淪pamela doesn鈥檛 sound like a real name.鈥
鈥淧erceptive fella, you are.鈥
Spamela suddenly caught your eye and she squinted for a moment before her features soured in recognition.
鈥淥h. It鈥檚 you. Here to make more noise and wake up the whole floor?鈥
鈥淎ctually, my boy toy and I were just leaving,鈥 you replied crisply.
Bucky choked on a cough.
鈥淕ood. Don鈥檛 come back.鈥
鈥淲ouldn鈥檛 wanna, considering they鈥檙e letting anybody stay here.鈥
She snarled and slammed the door hard. You whistled, turning.
鈥淪ee what I mean? That lady needs to touch some grass.鈥
鈥淚f you鈥檙e done antagonizing the locals, we need to be at the courthouse in an hour.鈥澛
鈥淥kay, but first, quick selfie.鈥
鈥淎 what?鈥
You pulled him back so you were both facing the sunlight, backs to the rooms.聽
鈥淪ay cheese!鈥 you smiled, taking out your phone and snapping a few photos.聽
Bucky did not, in fact, say cheese.
鈥淗ey, grumpy. Pull the stick out of your ass and stop looking like you鈥檙e about to get a root canal.鈥
鈥淲e鈥檙e gonna be late.鈥
鈥淵es, we will, because you refuse to smile.鈥
Bucky heaved a sigh, rolling his eyes hard, before quirking his lips up in a small smile that resembled more of a grimace.聽
鈥淔ine, I鈥檒l take it. Even though you look like Sam that one time he lost that bet with Nat and had to get his legs waxed.鈥
Bucky snorted at the memory, smiling fully and you quickly snapped the picture.
鈥淣ow was that so hard? What a handsome smile my husband has.鈥
鈥淥h, so I鈥檝e been upgraded from boy toy to husband?鈥
鈥淜eep it up and I might even get a cat with you.鈥
鈥淗ell no. Dogs all the way.鈥
鈥淲e鈥檇 get a cute fluffy kitten with different colored feet鈥斺
鈥淧retty sure they鈥檙e called paws, doll.鈥
鈥溾擶ith different colored feet, and we鈥檇 name it Boots鈥斺
鈥淣ot Boots, that鈥檚 so cliche.鈥
鈥溾擨t鈥檇 probably have to be hidden at first though, 鈥榗ause I鈥檓 pretty sure Tony doesn鈥檛 like cats.鈥
鈥淪mart man.鈥
You shook your head.
鈥淚 bet if we went to the shelter, you鈥檇 change your mind. You鈥檇 stomp around until you saw the cat, and then you鈥檇 refuse to leave without it.鈥
鈥淜eep dreaming. Cats are moody and get scratchy when they鈥檙e hungry. Sound like anyone you know?鈥
鈥淧lease, if anyone鈥檚 moody here, it鈥檚 you. I think you practice your broody face in the mirror.鈥
鈥淚t鈥檚 called a smoulder and the ladies dig it.鈥
鈥淚t鈥檚 called constipation and you need some prune juice.鈥
鈥淛ust for that, you can carry your own bag.鈥
You huffed as he dumped the suitcase straps into your hand, smiling way too smugly as he jogged down the stairs.
鈥淗ow did we ever manage to get married?鈥
鈥淪cientists are still scratching their heads, doll.鈥
鈥淚 mean, I know I鈥檓 irresistible.鈥
鈥淣ah, that can鈥檛 be it.鈥
Bucky winked, a glimpse of the cheeky, too-confident young man he once was peeking through, and you suddenly understood what Steve鈥檇 meant when he described the Bucky he鈥檇 known as endearingly charming.
鈥淚鈥檓 a delight,鈥 you declared as you two arrived at the car Tony had sent.聽
Bucky took your suitcase like it was second nature, lifting it into the trunk.
鈥淢m, sometimes.鈥
鈥淪ometimes? You鈥檝e never been bored once with me, Barnes.鈥
鈥淒on鈥檛 know if I鈥檇 call that a good thing, doll. Though I鈥檒l admit, you鈥檝e got decent movie taste.鈥
鈥淚 do, don鈥檛 I?鈥
鈥淪till gotta figure out picking locks, though.鈥
鈥淥ne thing at a time.鈥
The hearing was quick, to your relief. The judge had watched the video of you two making drunken fools out of yourselves and it was no question that neither of you had been in the right mind to consent to marriage.
鈥淎nd you鈥檙e both sure about this decision, correct?鈥 confirmed the judge.鈥
鈥淒efinitely, Your Honor,鈥 you assured.
鈥淵eah, there鈥檚 no way we could ever be married,鈥 Bucky added.
鈥淲e can鈥檛 even put up with each other in separate motel rooms,鈥 you laughed.
鈥淩ight. Plus, we ain鈥檛 ready for marriage, Judge.鈥
The judge nodded, holding her hands up.
鈥淎lright, well, if you two are certain. Though I must commend you on your civility towards each other. I鈥檇 never think you two were unhappily married.鈥澛
She signed the form, stamping it.
鈥淚 hereby declare that the matrimony between James Buchanan Barnes and Y/N L/N is nullified. Congratulations. Drop off that form to room A-240 and they鈥檒l take care of any name changes or documents.鈥
鈥淭hank you so much, Judge Abbott,鈥 you said.
鈥淵es, thank you, Your Honor.鈥
鈥淵ou鈥檙e very welcome. The court is dismissed.鈥
Bucky ran the form down to the office and returned within a minute, meeting you outside.
鈥淲e鈥檙e free!鈥 you cheered.
鈥淪ure are. Never have to put up with each other again.鈥
You paused, then offered your hand.
鈥淵ou weren鈥檛 as unbearable as I thought you would be.鈥
鈥淣either were you,鈥 Bucky agreed, shaking your hand.
鈥淓nemies seems too strong of a word now,鈥 you decided.
鈥淵ou鈥檝e got a point. Friends?鈥
鈥淒on鈥檛 be silly, Barnes.鈥
鈥淗eh, right. We鈥檇 never work as friends.鈥
鈥溾楽 unnatural.鈥
鈥淒ownright spooky.鈥
You thought for a moment.
鈥淗ow 鈥榖out co-workers?鈥
You paused, then nodded.
鈥淐olleagues. But don鈥檛 think this means I鈥檓 gonna be nice to you or anything.鈥
鈥溾楥ourse not. I ain鈥檛 taking it easy on you either.鈥
You looked down at your still connected hands and quickly dropped yours, clearing your throat.
鈥淲e should go. Tony said the plane鈥檚 gonna be here in half an hour.鈥
鈥淩ight, yeah.鈥
You both moved towards the backseat door, accidentally bumping into each other.
鈥淢y bad.鈥
鈥淟et鈥檚 just鈥 do you want to sit there?鈥 Bucky gestured to the left side.
鈥淵eah, if that鈥檚 okay. Uh, I鈥檒l just鈥斺澛
You stepped around him, hand resting on his arm briefly before he stepped back.
鈥淕ot it. I鈥檒l go over there鈥︹
鈥淩ight. Good.鈥
You both got into the car, buckling your seatbelts. The silence was deafening until you turned to each other and broke down in giggles. The driver peeked up at you curiously from the rearview mirror.
鈥淲alk much?鈥 Bucky teased and you snorted, laughing louder.
鈥淲hat about you? You basically turned into a statue.鈥
鈥淣ah, I just planted myself like an oak tree.鈥
鈥淗a! No one makes a better oak than me, Barnes. You can be a mountain.鈥
鈥淎lright, I鈥檒l take it. Mountains are nice.鈥
鈥淭hey鈥檙e sturdy.鈥
鈥淏ut resilient. They occur when tectonic plates shift over each other. Sometimes they鈥檙e formed by underwater volcanoes which erupt. Steady in times of tumult.鈥
鈥淧retty lonely, though.鈥
You frowned.
鈥淣ot necessarily.鈥
You paused, thinking.聽
鈥淭rees grow on mountains.鈥
Bucky glanced at you and hummed, lips quirking.
鈥淵eah. I guess you鈥檙e right.鈥
The plane ride back was peaceful, quiet. Tony had said he would meet you at the gate, and when you arrived, not only was he there, but so was most of the crew, oddly enough.
鈥淗ow鈥檇 it go?鈥 he called as you descended down the stairs of the plane.
鈥淕reat! It鈥檚 like it never happened,鈥 you yelled over the noise of the engine.聽
鈥淣ot exactly,鈥 Pepper sighed as you pulled Nat into a hug.
鈥淗ow ya doing, kid?鈥 Sam asked as you hugged his side, his hand patting your back.
鈥淚鈥檝e been worse. Pepper, what do you mean 鈥榥ot exactly鈥?鈥
She sighed again and you followed her inside. Bucky had hung behind, talking quietly with Steve, who gave you a friendly wave.
鈥淵ou two caused quite a hullabaloo,鈥 Pepper began, dragging you, Bucky, and Tony into an office.
鈥淭he press is going nuts. And the internet鈥檚 wild. There are forums now dedicated to your relationship, as well as fights breaking out over who you should鈥檝e ended up marrying.鈥
鈥淐an鈥檛 we just tell them we annulled and that鈥檒l be the end of it?鈥
鈥淚 mentioned that but Fury insisted he doesn鈥檛 want to do that right now.鈥
鈥淲hy the hell not? It鈥檚 risky, prolonging this,鈥 Bucky argued.
鈥淗ow so?鈥 you asked.
鈥淲ell, you know,鈥 Tony began. 鈥淭here are some real whack jobs out there. We don鈥檛 need them to come after you or Barnes in the name of love.鈥
鈥淪o what do we do?鈥澛
Pepper glanced at you, then Bucky.聽
鈥淲ell, not nothing. But definitely no press releases. If you get cornered by the paps, it鈥檚 fight or flight.鈥澛
鈥淏ut you just said鈥斺
鈥淚 know. But after your Twitter incident a few days ago, we realized talking about it will only add fuel to the fire. The best we can do is filter as much information about it as we can and hope that people will forget about it sooner rather than later.鈥
鈥淪o we just pretend it never happened?鈥
鈥淣ot exactly. You鈥檒l need to keep up appearances. When Tony inevitably makes me throw one of his outrageous parties鈥斺
鈥淪tanding right here, Pep.鈥
鈥溾擸ou and James will go together. Stuff like that. And rings.鈥
鈥淲hen you two go out, you need to wear wedding rings. The public notices that kind of thing.鈥澛
鈥淪o do enemies,鈥 grated Bucky.聽
鈥淚 have to pick a wedding ring?鈥
鈥淵ou don鈥檛 have to right now. You鈥檙e probably tired from the flight. But yes, sometime before you go out again, you need to choose a ring.鈥澛
鈥淚 don鈥檛 care one way or the other what I have to wear,鈥 Bucky said and Pepper nodded.聽
鈥淚鈥檝e got one for you. It鈥檚 compatible with the vibranium.鈥澛
鈥淚f anything changes, we鈥檒l let you know,鈥 Tony promised.聽
鈥淎gain, I have to pick a wedding ring?鈥
鈥淵es, I know, Y/N, but if it looks like a regular ol鈥 marriage, people will grow tired of it and then we鈥檒l be able to move on.鈥
鈥淔ine,鈥 you sighed. A ring wasn鈥檛 so bad.
鈥淲hat about missions?鈥
鈥淲hat about them?鈥
鈥淲e still get to go on missions, right?鈥澛
鈥淯h, well, Fury was strict about...鈥
鈥淵ou鈥檙e benching us?鈥澛
鈥淵/N, it鈥檚 a precaution鈥斺
鈥淣othing鈥檚 changed with Barnes and I, we鈥檙e just as capable to go on missions as before.鈥
鈥淵our faces are on every single major news outlet across America and that causes problems. I don鈥檛 doubt you two are good agents but it鈥檚 too risky for you to put yourselves out like that.鈥澛
鈥淯nderstood,鈥 Bucky agreed.
You gaped at him.聽
Tony folded his arms and you knew that was the end of the discussion.聽
鈥淲e鈥檒l go ring shopping tomorrow, okay?鈥 Pepper said and you waved by way of acknowledgment, stomping out the door.聽
鈥淲hat the hell was that?鈥澛
You ran to catch up with Bucky鈥檚 long strides, trying to see his face.聽
鈥溾楿nderstood鈥? You like missions, why didn鈥檛 you fight harder?鈥
鈥淣ot worth fighting, L/N. They鈥檙e right, this isn鈥檛 a fire to play with.鈥
鈥淎 couple of hardcore shippers on the internet isn鈥檛 anything to worry about.鈥
鈥淗ardcore what?鈥
鈥淏esides, we can both handle ourselves. They鈥檙e overreacting to a small threat.鈥澛
Bucky sighed, heading into the kitchen and opening the fridge to pull out a carton of orange juice.聽
鈥淒on鈥檛 underestimate threats, L/N. A threat is a threat.鈥澛
You pulled out two glasses and slid them down the counter, which Bucky caught easily.聽
鈥淚鈥檓 not, I just鈥 I don鈥檛 like being benched.鈥澛
鈥淗asn鈥檛 even been a day.鈥
鈥淵es, well, we were cooped up at a stinky motel for a week so excuse me if I鈥檓 ready for a change of scenery.鈥澛
鈥淲hat鈥檙e you talking about? You鈥檝e got a great view right in front of you,鈥 Bucky smirked, gesturing to himself.聽
鈥淭hat hurts, doll.鈥澛
鈥淵ou鈥檒l recover,鈥 you grinned, leaning against the kitchen island and sipping your juice.聽
鈥淒unno if I will. Wondering if I鈥檒l ever feel whole again.鈥澛
He looked into the distance wistfully.聽
鈥淪ave that energy for when you have to act madly in love with me.鈥澛
鈥淲ill do. I鈥檓 an excellent actor.鈥
鈥淪ure you are.鈥澛
鈥淧layed your husband, didn鈥檛 I?鈥澛
鈥淲ow, you鈥檙e taking all the shots today, aren鈥檛 you?鈥澛
鈥淎ll I鈥檓 saying is, I don鈥檛 think you鈥檙e gonna be the next Oscar winner.鈥澛
鈥淕uess who just got written out of my nominee speech.鈥澛
鈥淒on鈥檛 forget about the wife who got you to where you are, Barnes.鈥
鈥淔orgetting鈥 done. Already forgotten. Who are you?鈥澛
鈥淵ou could never forget me, dear.鈥澛
鈥淯nforgettable, in every way,鈥 Bucky began to sing.聽
鈥淵ou know that one? That鈥檚 my favorite.鈥
鈥溾楥ourse. Who doesn鈥檛 know King Cole?鈥澛
鈥淚 mean鈥 you and Steve probably.鈥澛
鈥淗ey, I鈥檓 cultured. May not be able to figure out these newfangled tiny computers, but I know good music when I hear it.鈥澛
鈥淪peaking of culture, we should have another movie marathon.鈥澛
鈥淲hy not. Nothing else to do while we鈥檙e grounded.鈥澛
鈥淎nd musicals! We鈥檙e gonna watch so many musicals.鈥澛
鈥淕olly, I can鈥檛 wait,鈥 he deadpanned.聽
鈥淚 admire your spirit, Barnes.鈥澛
鈥淗ey, party people.鈥澛
You looked up to find Steve and Sam walking in, probably just having come in from a training session.聽
鈥淗ey, guys,鈥 greeted Steve.聽
鈥淛ust wanted to check in, make sure an MMA fight wasn鈥檛 about to break out.鈥
鈥淣ot yet. Those are Sunday specials only.鈥澛
鈥淭hat reminds me,鈥 Bucky began.聽
鈥淲e should spar, get you some practice.鈥
鈥淚鈥檓 a natural at sparring and am highly offended you鈥檇 suggest otherwise.鈥澛
鈥淟ater this week then?鈥
鈥淵eah, sure.鈥澛
It was silent for too long and you turned to find Steve and Sam staring at you two.聽
鈥淎re you guys good?鈥 you asked.聽
鈥淵eah,鈥 Steve said slowly. 鈥淛ust odd that you two aren鈥檛鈥 fighting.鈥
鈥淲e will soon. I鈥檓 gonna kick his ass.鈥澛
鈥淩ight. Just like you stopped me from going running?鈥
鈥淵ou cheated. I was immovable.鈥澛
鈥淪ure you were. And that鈥檚 exactly why we鈥檙e practicing.鈥澛
Pepper told you the next morning that she would go with you to get your ring around lunch, as she was in meetings all morning.聽
So, until then, you were making pancakes.聽
鈥淚t clearly says 鈥榓dd as needed, then fold in.鈥欌澛
鈥淭hat doesn鈥檛 mean you can dump in the entire bag of chocolate chips.鈥澛
鈥淭hat鈥檚 exactly what that means, Barnes.鈥澛
鈥淚t won鈥檛 cook evenly if you put in too many. Here鈥斺 Bucky ladled some batter onto the griddle, swirling it into a perfect circle.聽
鈥淣ow put the chips. Don鈥檛 get them on the pan or they鈥檒l burn and stick.鈥澛
鈥淵es, chef.鈥澛
You did as he said, dropping them in the pattern of a smiley face.聽
鈥淚鈥檓 an artist,鈥 you said proudly as Bucky flipped the pancake.聽
鈥淪ure are.鈥澛
鈥淥oh, what smells good?鈥
In walked Nat, Sam, Tony, and Steve, settling at the table nearby.聽
鈥淢orning. I鈥檓 making pancakes!鈥 you announced gleefully.聽
鈥淣o, she鈥檚 not. I鈥檓 making them.鈥澛
鈥淭hank God,鈥 mumbled Tony.聽
鈥淗ey, I can cook. Right, Nat?鈥澛
鈥淪ure, sweetie.鈥澛
You pouted and Bucky sighed, handing you the spatula.聽
鈥淗ere, doll. Try flipping one.鈥澛
You lit up and jumped to shimmy the spatula underneath, carefully turning it.聽
鈥淪ee? 鈥楳 a champ. Three Michelin stars, here I come!鈥澛
鈥淲ait a minute, hold on,鈥 interjected Sam.聽
鈥淒oes anyone else find this scary as hell?鈥澛
You turned and leaned against the counter, absently passing Bucky the bag of chocolate chips when he asked.聽
鈥淪ee! Right there. What鈥檙e you two doing?鈥澛
鈥淒idn鈥檛 we already establish we鈥檙e making pancakes?鈥澛
鈥淵es, but you鈥檙e making pancakes. Together.鈥澛
鈥淲ell, I couldn鈥檛 let her make 鈥榚m herself, unless you guys felt like catching salmonella.鈥澛
鈥淪eriously, Barnes.鈥澛
You pinched your fingers.聽聽
鈥淭his close to getting flour in your hair.鈥澛
鈥淣o no, Wilson鈥檚 got a point,鈥 Tony agreed.聽
鈥淚t鈥檚 definitely weird. Like Twilight Zone weird.鈥澛
He squinted, studying you and Bucky.聽
鈥淵ou two didn鈥檛 sleep together, did you?鈥
鈥淗ey, okay, just checking. I mean, you two are kind of acting normal, not biting each other鈥檚 heads off and whatnot.鈥澛
鈥淥h, well, we decided that we鈥檙e colleagues.鈥澛
鈥淐olleagues?鈥 echoed Steve.聽
鈥淵eah. I mean, obviously we aren鈥檛 friends or anything, because that鈥檚 ridiculous. But we can be colleagues,鈥 you explained.聽
鈥淚 didn鈥檛 realize colleagues made pancakes together.鈥澛
鈥淭his is for your health, Wilson,鈥 Bucky reminded, flipping the last pancake onto the plate.聽
He made to sit down and you followed, settling across from him.聽
鈥淵/N, isn鈥檛 that your seat he鈥檚 in?鈥 Nat asked.聽
You considered it for a moment, then shrugged.聽
鈥淚t鈥檚 fine. He made pancakes.鈥澛
鈥淪eriously, how are we not freaking out about this? They were gone for a week.鈥澛
鈥淐an somebody pass the syrup?鈥 Bucky requested.聽
鈥淣o. Everyone pour yours first. He drowns his pancakes in an inch of syrup.鈥澛
鈥淚t鈥檚 not an inch. Maybe half.鈥澛
鈥淥ther people need syrup too, Barnes.鈥澛
鈥淚鈥檝e got a sweet tooth, doll, you know that.鈥澛
鈥淥h! That reminds me. We should try and make your ma鈥檚 banana bread. Steve, do you remember Bucky鈥檚 mom鈥檚 caramel banana bread? Maybe we can narrow down the recipe that way.鈥澛
鈥淵eah, of course. Wow, I haven鈥檛 thought about that in a long time. You two鈥 were talking about it?鈥澛
鈥淵eah, I told her how Ma used to add extra brown sugar,鈥 Bucky said, swiping the syrup bottle from under your nose.聽聽
鈥淗ence why his syrup privileges are limited,鈥 you added, taking it back with a head shake.聽
Tony鈥檚 phone dinged and he glanced at it from his cereal.
鈥淧epper wants you in ten minutes, sunshine.鈥
鈥淕ot it. Sure you don鈥檛 wanna come with us, Barnes? You might see one you like.鈥
鈥淚 trust you with the ring shopping, thank you.鈥
鈥溾楰ay. We鈥檒l practice after I get back, yeah?鈥
鈥淪ure, doll. Be safe.鈥
鈥溾楳 just going to the jeweler鈥檚, relax.鈥
鈥淛ewelry stores are in the top five stores that are most likely to get robbed.鈥
鈥淵ou鈥檙e just bubbling with optimism, aren鈥檛 you?鈥
鈥淚t鈥檚 my survival instinct.鈥
鈥淧aranoiaaaa,鈥 you sang as you disappeared down the hall.
鈥淥h, that鈥檚 pretty.鈥
Pepper came up to where you were standing in front of the mirror, sighing with a satisfied grin.
鈥淲e鈥檙e not buying a tiara, Y/N.鈥
鈥淏ut Pepper, I look like a princess.鈥
鈥淵eah, okay.鈥
You returned it to the attendant and followed Pepper to the display case of wedding rings.
鈥淎nything you like?鈥
鈥淐an I see that one?鈥
The jeweler took out a rose gold ring with an oval cut light pink gem in the center, studded by smaller diamonds.聽
鈥淭his is a newer style for wedding rings. Morganite, the gem in the center, is traditionally used for engagement rings. It symbolizes that your match was made in Heaven, and that you鈥檒l live happily ever after together.鈥澛
鈥淟et鈥檚 not give the universe any ideas.鈥澛
He furrowed his brow in confusion.聽
鈥淧rice?鈥 Pepper asked.聽
鈥淭his one is three thousand, four hundred.鈥澛
鈥淒amn, for a ring?鈥澛
The jeweler raised an eyebrow.聽
鈥淒o you like it, Y/N?鈥澛
You considered it but frowned, shaking your head.聽
鈥淭oo fairytale-like. How about that one?鈥澛
The jeweler took out a silver band with tiny diamonds lining the sides and a royal blue sapphire in the middle.
鈥淭his is one of our more classic styles. It has white diamonds encrusted along the band, VS2 clarity, with an AAA clarity royal sapphire in the center.鈥
鈥淲hat do sapphires mean? Nothing mushy I hope.鈥澛
鈥淚t鈥檚 an elegant choice. Some royals have selected blue sapphires for their rings. The message is very simple: you鈥檒l always be honest and loyal to each other.鈥澛
鈥淗ow much?鈥 Pepper asked.
鈥淭his one is nine thousand, even.鈥
鈥淒ollars? You gotta be shittin鈥 me.鈥
The jeweler wrinkled his nose and you pressed your lips together sheepishly.
鈥淵/N, it鈥檚 okay, trust me. Fury said it鈥檚 covered.鈥
鈥淩eally? Not on Tony鈥檚 dime?鈥
鈥淣ot at all. And you鈥檙e supposed to be a little extravagant. You鈥檙e marrying an Avenger, after all. People like the showiness.鈥
鈥淵eah, an Avenger, not the next Asgardian king.鈥澛
You turned to the jeweler.聽
鈥淐an I get something simple? Wearable when I鈥檓 punching people in the nose.鈥
鈥淪turdy and simple. I understand. One moment.鈥澛
He went to the back and returned with three rings. Immediately, one caught your eye and you pointed.聽
鈥淭he band is made of titanium, believe it or not. Very durable. Usually titanium is used for men鈥檚 wedding bands, but it can be quite elegant in women鈥檚 wedding rings too. The diamond is princess-cut, but we can reinforce it if needed.鈥
鈥淎nd those red gems on the sides?鈥
鈥淩ubies. Very popular for everyday wear. Less likely to scratch or shatter if dropped.鈥澛
You nodded.聽
鈥淭his one. I like this one.鈥澛
鈥淔unnily enough, this ring is actually similar to鈥斺
鈥淪o how much will that be?鈥 Pepper cut in.聽
鈥淭his retails for about three thousand, six hundred.鈥
Pepper looked at you expectantly, brows raised.
You nodded.
鈥淚鈥檒l take it.鈥
鈥淒id you pick a ring?鈥
You showed Nat a picture and she nodded approvingly.
鈥淒urable but cute. I like it.鈥
鈥淩ight? I wanted a tiara but Pepper said no.鈥
Nat smiled, shaking her head.
鈥淚鈥檒l get you a tiara for your next wedding.鈥
鈥淣o, no, I wanted it for casual wear. You know, grocery shopping, the bank. Stuff like that.鈥
鈥淏irthday present, then.鈥
鈥淣at, have I ever told you you鈥檙e my favorite?鈥
鈥淚 could use a reminder.鈥
You joined her on the couch, legs pressed against hers.
鈥淲ell, you鈥檙e my favorite.鈥
鈥淕ood to hear.鈥
鈥淲hat鈥檙e you watching?鈥
You tucked into the pillow, half paying attention while you scrolled through your Instagram feed.
鈥淵eah, what鈥檚 up?鈥
You perked up at Bucky鈥檚 voice, lifting your head to listen.聽
鈥淲here鈥檇 he go?鈥
Nat shrugged.
鈥淒id you take my sweatshirt?鈥
You jumped as Bucky materialized behind the couch, arms folded.
鈥淐hrist, don鈥檛 do that.鈥
鈥淲here鈥檚 my sweatshirt?鈥
鈥淚 don鈥檛 know, check your duffel.鈥
鈥溾楽 not in there.鈥
鈥淯h鈥 oh, look in mine, I have a garbage bag of laundry I did at the motel. It鈥檚 probably in there.鈥
鈥淕reat, thanks.鈥
鈥淧ut on a fucking bell. Give a girl some warning, sheesh.鈥
鈥淎in鈥檛 a reindeer, doll.鈥
You turned back to the TV, eyebrows crooking in confusion when Nat paused it.
鈥淲hat鈥檚 up?鈥
She lifted her eyebrows, all too closely resembling a mysterious oracle about to drop a serious truth bomb that would considerably alter the decisions you made next.聽
You were about at the part of the story where that happened, weren鈥檛 you?
鈥淚 can鈥檛 read minds, Nat, that鈥檚 not my thing.鈥
鈥淵ou know you can tell me anything, right?鈥
鈥淵eah, of course.鈥
鈥淎nd I won鈥檛 judge you.鈥
鈥淣o matter how out of this world it might sound.鈥
鈥淪eriously, hardly anything sounds crazy to me.鈥
鈥淚 understand.鈥
鈥淟ike, we鈥檝e fought aliens.鈥
鈥淣at, I get it.鈥
鈥淎nd gods.鈥
鈥淥kay, alright. I just want to make sure you understand that.鈥
鈥淚 do. I don鈥檛 understand why you needed to pause the TV for that, though.鈥
鈥淚 thought you might need a reminder.鈥
鈥淚s this about Barnes?鈥
鈥淣o, I didn鈥檛 say that鈥斺
鈥淏ecause nothing鈥檚 going on between us.鈥
鈥淚 know.鈥
鈥淩eally, Nat. Nothing. It鈥檚 the same it鈥檚 always been.鈥
鈥淚 believe you.鈥
鈥淩eally! I just meant in general, when鈥攊f the time comes that you want to share something with me, no matter how insane it might sound, I鈥檓 here.鈥
鈥淵eah, whatever, Nat. I think we have plenty of proof that there鈥檚 no way Bucky and I could ever be compatible.鈥
鈥淵ou called him Bucky.鈥
鈥淥h. I meant Barnes.鈥
You sighed.
鈥淎re we gonna watch or not?鈥
Nat held up her hands in surrender, pressing play.
You reclined in your seat, trying not to think too hard about why you hadn鈥檛 given Bucky his sweatshirt back before he鈥檇 asked.
Or why he鈥檇 popped into your head in the first place.
鈥淗it me.鈥
Bucky gestured to his chest.聽
鈥淗it me.鈥澛
鈥淩ight now?鈥澛
鈥淣o, yesterday.鈥澛
You made a fist, took the proper stance, and threw a punch. Bucky nodded.聽
鈥淎lright, not bad. Little too much tension, but we can fix that. Now kick.鈥澛
So you roundhoused, getting Bucky in the arm.聽
鈥淥kay, I can tell you don鈥檛 kick very often.鈥澛
鈥淐an I have a new instructor?鈥澛
鈥淵ou can, but I guarantee no one knows your fighting style and areas you need to improve like I do.鈥澛
鈥淥h, really?鈥
鈥淚 spend all that time criticizing you, figure I should know what I鈥檓 criticizing.鈥澛
鈥淵ou鈥檝e got a point there.鈥澛
鈥淭he first thing we鈥檙e gonna work on is helping you use your body to your advantage.鈥澛
鈥淗a ha. Now, you鈥檙e probably gonna encounter a bunch of thugs who are bigger than you. So you need to use their weight against them.鈥澛
鈥淗ow do I do that?鈥
鈥淧hysics and distribution. If you try to pull on my arm, I鈥檓 not gonna go down, right? But if you attacked my head, where there鈥檚 less strength, with enough momentum, you鈥檇 get me down. Natasha鈥檚 gonna demonstrate.鈥澛
You hadn鈥檛 even noticed Nat come in but there she was, slipping into the ring.聽
鈥淲atch how she attacks me. Ready?鈥澛
You nodded and Nat took off, nimbly wrapping her legs around Bucky鈥檚 shoulders and pulling him down, swinging over his back so she wouldn鈥檛 take the brunt of the impact.聽
鈥淵eah, great job. Hoping I won鈥檛 need to go through that an additional time,鈥 Bucky grunted, rubbing his neck.聽
鈥淵ou鈥檙e fine. I gotta go, Clint鈥檚 being a big baby about something or another. Knock 鈥榚m dead,聽 sweetie.鈥澛
She winked at you before disappearing through the doors and you rolled your eyes.聽
鈥淚 don鈥檛 know how to do any of that.鈥澛
鈥淵ou know more than you think. Don't underestimate yourself, Y/N. Follow your instinct. Five, four, three, two, go!鈥澛
You sprinted across the mat and launched yourself at him, hands around his neck and knees squeezing his sides as you twisted to try and get him down.聽
Bucky peeled you off like you were gum on the bottom of a shoe, letting you fall to the ground.聽
The wind was knocked out of you and you cursed, weakly hitting the floor.聽
鈥淲hat the hell was that?鈥 you croaked.聽聽
鈥淲hat? I defended your attack.鈥澛
鈥淵ou didn鈥檛 say that was part of it!鈥澛
鈥淵ou鈥檙e coming at me prepared to hurt, doll. Why wouldn鈥檛 I defend myself?鈥
鈥溾楥ause you鈥檝e got a freakin鈥 metal arm that bruises us non-Supers quite easily.鈥澛
鈥淵eah, but look at it this way. If you can hold your own against me, even the deadliest assassins will be a piece of cake.鈥澛
鈥淚 would love some cake.鈥
鈥淢e too, but later, alright? We鈥檒l make chocolate cake.鈥澛
鈥淵ou sure know the way to a woman鈥檚 heart, Barnes.鈥澛
鈥淚 try. Now, again.鈥澛
You clambered to your feet, rolling your shoulders.聽
鈥淓asy with the knockouts.鈥澛
鈥淭ake me down before I get a chance to take you down, doll.鈥澛
鈥淵ou鈥檙e ruthless.鈥
鈥淪o are they. Trust me. I鈥檇 rather I鈥檓 hard on you than them.鈥澛
鈥淒on鈥檛 tell me you鈥檙e worried about me.鈥
鈥溾楳 always worried about you.鈥澛
The sincerity of the statement startled you, but you didn鈥檛 dwell on it much as you rushed him, trying once again to emulate Nat鈥檚 move.
鈥淵ou鈥檙e too tense,鈥 Bucky decided after the sixth failed attempt to knock him to the floor.聽
鈥淥h, is that it?鈥澛
He walked over and carefully set his hands on your arms.聽
鈥淭his okay? 鈥楳 gonna adjust your stance.鈥澛
鈥淵eah, fine.鈥澛
Bucky鈥檚 hands went to your shoulders and he pressed his thumbs into the divots of your shoulder blades. Then his hands went to your hips and he turned your waist out, nudging your knees so you bent them slightly.聽
鈥淛ust relax, L/N. Otherwise you鈥檙e gonna wear yourself out before we get started.鈥澛
鈥淗ow can I relax? You鈥檙e not exactly taking it easy on me and this is new.鈥
Bucky came around to meet your eye.聽
鈥淚鈥檓 not gonna let you get hurt, alright? I鈥檇 never hurt ya, doll.鈥澛
鈥淚 know.鈥澛
鈥淚t鈥檚 a challenge but out there, it鈥檚 gonna be a challenge too. Not being tough on you to be an asshole.鈥澛
You steeled yourself with a sigh, squaring your shoulders.
鈥淥kay. I鈥檓 ready. Let鈥檚 go again.鈥
Bucky nodded, gesturing for you to go first. You moved quicker this time, gauging your moves before you made them. Bucky caught you by your waist like he had for the last six times, but this time, you swung around fast and dug a knee into his back, arm around his neck, using the momentum to pull him down.
It worked. Sort of.
Nat had had plenty of practice with moving out of the way before her opponent crushed her with their weight. You had not.聽
So you brought Bucky down, yes, but you went down with him.
鈥淪hit!鈥 he yelped in surprise and you couldn鈥檛 roll out of the way fast enough, closing your eyes as you braced yourself.聽
But the impact never came. Bucky caught himself before he crushed you.
Your head hit the mat quite hard, and once again, the breath was knocked out of you, courtesy of yourself.聽
鈥淩eally gave it your all there, huh?鈥
鈥淢y body is a weapon,鈥 you replied, sucking in a breath.
鈥淚 don鈥檛 think you understand the concept of a weapon, doll.鈥
鈥淣o, I guess I don鈥檛.鈥
You opened your eyes and were startled to find Bucky so close to you, the left side of his body supporting most of his weight as he hovered over you. His eyes were a darker blue than that night at the motel, his frame blocking the majority of the gym light. His lips were chapped and, as if he heard your thought, his tongue darted to moisten the dry skin.
鈥淪orry, I鈥檒l uh鈥斺
Bucky quickly pushed himself up onto his feet, offering a hand.
鈥淚, uh, I think that鈥檚 enough practice for today,鈥澛
You cleared your throat and shifted, accepting his hand. As soon as you were upright, Bucky backed away, putting considerable distance between you.
鈥淩ight. That was鈥 well, that was better.鈥
鈥淗ow? I landed on the floor again.鈥
鈥淵eah, but this time I was on top of ya.鈥
He flushed as he registered his words.
鈥淚 mean, ah, you-you got me on the mat too.鈥
鈥淩-right, sure.鈥
It was silent for a long moment, the only sound the faint humming of some contraption Tony had installed somewhere. It was hard to keep track at this point.
鈥淲ell, I should鈥斺
鈥淚鈥檓 gonna鈥斺
鈥淭hanks for the lesson.鈥
You rubbed your elbow where you鈥檇 skinned it on the mat. Bucky, predictably, noticed immediately.
鈥淗urt yourself?鈥
鈥淣o, it鈥檚 fine.鈥
Bucky stared at your elbow for a moment longer and you dropped your hand.
鈥淚鈥檓 sure.鈥
鈥淎in鈥檛 being stubborn again, are you?鈥
Bucky sighed, shaking his head with a small smile.
鈥淚f it still hurts in a few hours, go get it checked at least.鈥
鈥淎ye aye, Doc.鈥
He lingered for a second, then headed for the exit.
鈥淪ee you, L/N.鈥
鈥淕ood night.鈥
The door fell shut.
Tagged: 聽@n3ssm0nique鈥 @ginger-swag-rapunzel鈥 @sltwins鈥 聽@this-is-moony-lovegood聽
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a-person-uwu12 hours ago
Laura and Terra meet the humans
*knock knock*
鈥淕ood morning,鈥 Toriel called 鈥淐hara and frisk are up and ready to meet you.鈥
Laura groaned, 鈥済ive us a minuet, we鈥檒l be right out.鈥 She called.
Laura shook Terra to wake her up. 鈥淚t鈥檚 real Terra! It wasn鈥檛 a dream. I鈥檓 so sorry I got us into this.鈥
鈥淣o,鈥 Terra assured. 鈥淲e just got more adventure than we asked for. Relax, Laura, we will figure this out together.鈥
Laura took a deep breath and whipped the tears from her face. 鈥淵our right, we can do anything together.鈥
Laura and Terra got dressed and opened the door to see two young adults standing outside. Chara was the first to notice the door opening.
鈥淔inally,鈥 they joked. 鈥淢y name is Chara and this is Frisk鈥
Laura looked at Terra who stared back with amusement and confusion.
鈥淎re you the humans Toriel was talking about?鈥 Terra asked.
Chara nodded. 鈥淵ea, Frisk and I are the only ones to survive the fall. Nobody has ever climbed down on purpose鈥 Chara giggled.
鈥淐hara!鈥 Frisk scolded. 鈥淏e nice to our guests.鈥
鈥淲ait,鈥 Laura interjected. 鈥淵ou said you are the only ones to survive the fall. How many people have fallen in that hole?鈥
鈥8鈥 Chara and Frisk answered in harmony.
鈥淭he other 6 are still with us鈥 Chara added. 鈥淲e can show you if you want鈥
Laura looked at Terra and shook her head.
Terra sighed, 鈥渓et鈥檚 see them bodies.鈥
鈥淣ot bodies,鈥 Frisk corrected. 鈥渟ouls.鈥
鈥淐ome on guys!鈥 Chara shouted from down the hall.
Frisk and the girls caught up with Chara and followed her outside to a big tree. The tree was covered in leaves that rustled as the wind blew.
鈥淕uys!鈥 Chara shouted 鈥淐ome meet the new humans!鈥
Colored hearts began emerging from the leaves and floated above the girl鈥檚 heads.
鈥淗i there,鈥 Laura whispered.
The hearts flew back into the tree after bumping their heads one by one.
鈥淭hey aren鈥檛 very social.鈥 Chara said. 鈥淲e don鈥檛 get many new friends.鈥
Laura鈥檚 face lit up. 鈥淔riends?鈥
鈥淚 like you.鈥 Chara assured.
Frisk agreed. 鈥淐ome on, we鈥檒l give you a tour. Maybe we鈥檒l meet some monsters on the way.鈥
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organabanana13 hours ago
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(if i can) light the world up || supercorp
Chapters: 1/?
Fandom: Supergirl (TV 2015)
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: None
Relationships: Kara Danvers/Lena Luthor, Alex Danvers/Kelly Olsen
Characters: Kara Danvers, Lena Luthor, Alex Danvers, Kelly Olsen, Andrea Rojas
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Soulmates, Soulmate Color AU, Canon Divergence, Friends to Lovers, Lena Luthor Doesn't Know Kara Danvers is Supergirl, mentions of past rojascorp, Rated for future chapters.
Summary:聽Lena Luthor sees the world in black and white. Like everyone else, she'll see colors for the first time when she meets her soulmate. And though she's not exactly convinced this system makes scientific sense, she's (mostly) made peace with it. When a fateful meeting with Supergirl makes her world burst into color, Lena is sure the amount of nonsense in her life has reached critical mass. But in just her first morning in National City, Lena manages to also be associated with a spacecraft explosion, and attract the journalistic attention of one Clark Kent and his sidekick, CatCo Magazine's Kara Danvers. And the worst part is, meeting Supergirl may have given Lena's world color, but she's sure it's Kara Danvers brightening it up. It's that 'all the world is in black and white until you meet your soulmate AU', with Supercorp.
Notes:聽Written for FlashFictionFridays prompt 'undiscovered colors' as a tiny oneshot, but the idea wouldn't leave my head so I decided to turn it into a Proper Fic. It's all outlined and planned but I'm not sure how many chapters it'll end up being in the end so I'm leaving that up in the air for now!
[Part 1 on AO3]
Lena Luthor sees the world in black and white.
It鈥檚 not a metaphor, mind you. She literally sees the world in black and white. There are shades of gray, of course, but that鈥檚 it. That鈥檚 all.
And she knows, because she鈥檚 been told countless times, that it鈥檚 normal. It鈥檚 simply the way the world works. From infancy, she鈥檚 heard all about it in fairy tales and movies, in songs and in books and in conversations around her: you get your colors when you meet your soulmate.
And it鈥檚 not that Lena doesn鈥檛 believe it. It鈥檇 be illogical not to at this point. This isn鈥檛 an elaborate lie thought up by adults to keep children on their best behavior, like Father Christmas and the Tooth Fairy. The whole world can鈥檛 be in on a lie. So it must be the truth. It鈥檚 just that it doesn鈥檛 make any sense.
How can meeting someone alter the way you perceive the world? And she doesn鈥檛 mean in the sense that the sun shines brighter and the birds chirp louder because you鈥檙e in love, or whatever nonsense people are trying to sell in Valentine鈥檚 Day cards these days.
She means, how can meeting someone fundamentally alter the way your brain processes聽聽 the information from your optic nerves? It doesn鈥檛 make any sense.
So she鈥檚 been trying to cheat the system for years. Ever since she realized just how ridiculous this whole thing was when she had to console a heartbroken Andrea in their dorm room after their first kiss didn鈥檛 result in a chromatic explosion for either of them.
What鈥檚 a soulmate, anyway? What is a soul, even?
Lena may have never seen the color green, but she鈥檚 learned its wavelength is between 500 and 565 nanometers. She鈥檚 built glasses that can tell you exactly the colors you鈥檙e looking at, even if you can鈥檛 see them. She knows colors objectively exist even if she鈥檚 never seen one, so it鈥檚 not that she needs visual proof to believe in the existence of something.
Well, then. What鈥檚 a soul? What鈥檚 its wavelength? Where鈥檚 the chemical footprint it leaves on the brain? How can you have a soulmate if there鈥檚 no such thing as a soul?
How can your full perception of the world hinge upon meeting someone whose alleged connection to you is based upon something that may very well not even exist? How can something so important 鈥 the ability to fully see the world as it is 鈥 hinge on something as arbitrary as meeting your so-called soulmate?
(No, sixteen-year-old Andrea Rojas was not particularly comforted by this speech.)
So this has always been a sort of side project for Lena. Figuring out how to cheat this nonsensical system. Whatever happens when you meet your alleged soulmate, there has to be a way to boil it down to its bare essentials. We鈥檙e made up of organs made up of tissues made up of cells. It鈥檚 chemistry, all of it. And if it鈥檚 chemistry, she can figure it out.
But not today.
Today is a big day. It鈥檚 the day Luthor Corp becomes L-Corp, and that鈥檚 far more important than debunking this soulmate nonsense everyone keeps eating up. It鈥檚 her first day in National City, and she鈥檚 so excited 鈥 so nervous, deep down 鈥 that she鈥檚 walking to work instead of taking her usual car. She wants to feel the city around her. Feel how different it is from Metropolis and let herself have the true fresh start she very much needs.
She鈥檚 so focused on all that, in fact, that she may not be paying too much attention when she crosses a street. She hears the screeching of rubber on asphalt, a loud horn鈥 and suddenly she鈥檚 safe and sound on the other side of the street.
鈥淲h鈥斺 Lena鈥檚 heart races as she looks at the car speeding through the crossing where she was a split second ago, and tries to make sense of how she managed to apparently teleport to the safety of the sidewalk. 鈥淲hat鈥?鈥
鈥淎re you all right?鈥 A woman鈥檚 voice snaps Lena out of her daze. 鈥淵ou really should pay more attention!鈥
Lena looks up to see a bright wide smile and a set of blue eyes staring back at her, not an ounce of judgment in them even though鈥
Blue eyes.
Lena blinks, eyes widening at the realization that the woman鈥檚 hair is golden blond as it shines under the sunlight. There鈥檚 the lightest pink on her cheeks, which Lena takes as the result of saving someone鈥檚 life, and she鈥檚 wearing鈥
鈥淪upergirl,鈥 Lena breathes out, and she鈥檚 not sure whether she鈥檚 having more difficulty wrapping her mind around suddenly seeing color, suddenly meeting Supergirl, or both of those things happening at the same time.
鈥淎re you sure you鈥檙e all right?鈥 Supergirl looks slightly concerned. 鈥淵ou look like you鈥檙e about to pass out.鈥
鈥淣o!鈥 Lena shakes her head. This is all a bit too much. Humans don鈥檛 have souls. Aliens likely don鈥檛, either. Can Supergirl see colors, too? 鈥淣o, I鈥檓 fine. I鈥檓鈥 thank you, Supergirl. I appreciate your help. Thanks.鈥
Supergirl doesn鈥檛 look too convinced, but she can鈥檛 ask any further questions before she hears something 鈥 she mutters something that sounds to Lena like 鈥榚xplosion鈥 鈥 and flies away.
Lena wishes she could say she鈥檚 figured things out in the couple of hours between her near death experience and Clark Kent walking into her office with a young woman in tow, but she鈥檇 be lying.
There鈥檚 been an explosion, and she鈥檚 鈥 of course 鈥 somehow linked to it via the never-ending source of issues that is her last name, and now Clark Kent is here to be an extremely unbiased reporter, she鈥檚 sure. With everything that鈥檚 going on, the last thing on her mind has been Supergirl and the colors she鈥檚 somehow brought into Lena鈥檚 life.
Mind you, she鈥檚 sure it鈥檚 all as simple as the force of being moved at superspeed having knocked something around in her nervous system and made a new connection somewhere. She鈥檚 sure she鈥檒l figure it out as soon as she can focus on it for a moment. But right now she has far more important things in her mind.
If her theory is right, it was Supergirl鈥檚 superspeed making her see colors by accident. And if the generally accepted theory is right (but it is absolutely not), then it was meeting Supergirl, her soulmate (oh, good grief), what caused it.
Why does meeting Kara Danvers, not-a-reporter-just-tagging-along, make every color around her suddenly more vibrant than before? Why has she just realized the green on the succulent by the window is not the exact same shade as the green on the folder on her desk?
Lena Luthor hates when things don鈥檛 make any sense.
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harveywabbit9213 hours ago
Bnha dad scenarios: Child default names and background stories.
[Tw: mentions of abortion.]
Dabi's kid/Ayane聽Name meaning: Kanji (Aya) meaning "Color" and (Ne)聽meaning sound.
Don't need to tell you that his little Firefly wasn't exactly planned, in fact he was completely blindsided when he found his FWB (now common law wife) was pregnant, he ran away!聽but, not from her... He disappeared for a couple days then showed up a while later in disguise聽duffle-bag in hand telling her to hurry and start packing up whatever she can carry;聽cuz聽they were leaving! Dabi and your mom relocated to a very small town in the countryside where the population is very small.
(like you could fit the whole township聽into a Boeing 737 small, and your nearest neighbor was 15 minutes away....)
From there they opened and run a roadhouse bar/motel. Dabi didn't marry his Fairy just because she was pregnant, he聽caught the feelings a long time ago and had been planning to runaway聽with her way before Ayane was even a distant thought, her impending arrival just pushed his plans forward.聽Ayane looks like her mother but her聽[y/hc] hair has little red streaks and she has partial heterochromia in her eyes, they look like someone colored them cerulean, but remembered halfway through that they were supposed to be y/ec, she also has Dabi's cocky smirk.
Katsuki's kid/Haruka name meaning:聽 Distant blossom: Uses the Kanji "Haru" in the word聽"Distant"聽 combined with the kanji "Ka" in "blossom".
聽Having kids was very distant thought in the back of Katsuki's mind not that he didn't want any, He just thought he wouldn't have any, so聽then his wife told him that they were having a baby. he was over the moon, he didn't care if it was boy or girl just so long as they were happy and healthy, however as soon as it was confirmed that the the baby in his wife's belly was a girl.
Katsuki went scorched-earth on any boys that went near聽his little girl and Haruka has him wrapped around her little finger.聽She's聽his spoiled princess. Haruka looks like a carbon copy of her mom, but has her dad's temperament and potty mouth, she has partial heterochromia聽both eyes聽they're half red-half [y/ec].聽
Shigaraki's kid/Kururi name meaning:聽 Black Emerald: "Ku" from the kanji "Black" and "Ruri" meaning "Emerald". (Ngl she was also named after Kurogiri)
聽He was completely blindsided when he found out his queen was having his child, he didn't know what to do with it, he considered having it "taken care of" but his queen threatened to leave him if he ever suggested that again! he was huffy and pouty during the whole pregnancy.聽聽
He was also very protective, usually lingering near by or stalking his wife when she was out and about being careful of in case any heroes or lesser NPCs messed with her, then when the baby was finally born... and he held her for the first time, it was like聽"Holy crap! I made this...!" and聽suddenly the world wasn't looking so bleak anymore... and now that his wife is gone (rip) Shigaraki's main focus (as aside villainy) was on his daughter and making the future bright for her.
Kururi though not touch starved she is a bit wary of physical affection,聽and very socially awkward often preferring to read聽and or play videogames over socializing with other humans, her only friend seems to be Ayane (their friendship is similar to Orin and April from Parks and rec), They hang out mainly because Shigaraki聽wanted her have some sense of聽normality that he was deprived as child. however due to her quirk's nature and the guilt she feels over her mother's death, she has a complex over her hands, she doesn't like it when people try holding them or touching them, often聽seen wearing gloves or keeping them in her pockets.聽
Kururi looks like her mom but has a little mole under her chin and has聽heterochromia her left eye is red while her right [y/ec] and her [y/hc] hair聽has a single blueish-white streak in it.
Hawks-Keigo's kid/ Griffin or Finny: as in Griffin the mythical creature.
Keigo and his late wife聽chose that name聽because of their聽respective quirks, His wife had some feline traits cat eyes, and cat ears,聽it was kind of joke between their two names [Cheshire cat and a Hawk]聽then they first met, Keigo聽wasn't really interested in his wife at first, but that didn't stop her! so Keigo said if she could get Endeavor to laugh聽he'll take her on a date!
So she goes up to Endeavor and says "What happens when a hawk mates with a cat?..." The current number 1 looked at her bemused. "The English call it a Griffin, but I call it a cawk!" Hawks winced It was soo cringy, obscene聽and made no sense!... But it worked! Endeavor's聽lips twitched聽and he snorted! before breaking out in low chuckles, the rest is history.
Though his avian traits seemed聽to have overrode his wife's feline traits, I.e. {Finny has little red wings on her head instead of cat ears, and Keigo eye brows, However everything else is from his wife. the reality slip quirk {y/hc} hair and {y/eye} etc.
Kirishima's kid/Akara: Name meaning "Red Lightning"聽{Aka} meaning Red聽and [Ra] from the word Rai meaning lightning.
Eijirou and his wife thought they were having a boy so Akara's name was originally going to be Akahito "the red warrior" so when聽the baby that came out was聽obviously a girl, he聽and his wife panicked and couldn't figure out or agree on a new name, until Mina suggest a holding raffle everyone wrote a name down and put it in a hat. and the first name they pulled will be their daughter's name, they pulled out Denki's choice and settled on it聽and considering Akara's quirk: Hard-charge. it fits pretty well.聽
(She can harden her skin like her dad.聽however, with every hit she takes, she can absorb kinetic energy from it, the energy聽turns into electricity聽which she can use to deliver powerful electric discharge attacks.)聽
Her mom is Denki's cousin by the way... Her mom's Quirk is called Static pinch, she can store small amounts of static electricity and release tiny zaps from her thumb index and middle finger, if she gets close enough to an enemy she use the stored energy in her body like a taser via聽"Vulcan nerve pinch".
聽 Akara looks like her mother but has her dad's sharp teeth.
Shoto's kid/Koyuki name meaning "Little snow" kanji [Ko] meaning little and [Yuki] meaning snow.
Much like Katsuki children were a very touchy and distant subject for him, He was was always scared that he'll end up just like his father, he was adamant on having no kids, so when his wife announced that she was pregnant and keeping it, Shoto had a panic attack and ran off聽 for a couple days, until she calls Dabi who tracked him聽down and talked some sense into him...
(after punching him in the face for ditching his pregnant wife.) The his older brother pretty much told聽Shoto he's letting Enji win running off like that,聽and reminds him that they're both聽Endeavor's sons, but聽they are聽not their father, and will never be their father, they're better than him... and with that Dabi send his younger brother back his worried wife, Shoto apologizes and is working to prove he's not like his father.聽
He keeps his daughter away from her grandfather who keeps badgering聽Shoto for another grandchild as he doesn't see Koyuki's quirk (Frost-breath) taking her anywhere in the future, Shoto has more or less politely told his father to go and pound sand.... as it was very difficult for Shoto's wife to conceive聽children and her pregnancy and birth was very stressful and traumatic for them, Koyuki聽was born prematurely and his wife had to stay in the hospital with a severe case of the flu.
Koyuki like聽 Shoto has bi-color hair on the left it's red and on the right it's [y/hc] she has her mom [y/ec] eyes she鈥檚 very happy and but timid child and often seen clinging to one of her parent's legs when stranger approaches, though she get's a bit more confident with time.
Izuku's kid/ Hinamori Name meaning: "sunshine聽forest" combines the kanji [Hina] for sunshine and the kanji [Mori] for Forest.
Not a surprise when he the number 1 hero's wife started showing a baby-bump a year and a half after their wedding, however what came as a surprise was how protective Izuku became when Reporters and聽his more eccentric fans didn't know how to keep their boundaries, they would not stop staring at his wife's boobs and trying to touch her belly, Izuku would block their view or slap聽their hands away and repeat. "Your not my mother or her (Relative.) Don't touch my wife..." he'd discharge his quirk a bit showing that he wasn't kidding around...聽
The attention seem to blow over once Hinamori was born mainly due to Izuku buying a house in a gated community so the press couldn't get in so easily and bother the new family, Hinamori looks like her mom but she聽her y/hc hair is wild like Izuku's and she has his freckles, she likes reading and is often found in Izuku's study reading his old hero observation books. and has actually been working on some of her own, as Izuku has found her聽little dinosaur notebook with observations on Haruka, Koyuki and Akara.聽
Denki's kid: Raika name meaning: Lighting flower uses the kanji [Rai] for lightning and聽the kanji [Ka] from flower.聽
Raika wasn't exactly planned... See Denki and his little lady were on vacation see? there was this music festival in Niagara-falls, and well...He and his wife had few too many and well details are bit blurred, but...聽Raika may or may not have been conceived in a handicap stall, but if she ever were to ask聽everyone's been told to say it was after Denki聽recued his wife from a villain holding her聽hostage and Raika was the end result of his reward, luckily she doesn't seem really interested in knowing her parents sexual history.
So there's a good chance shell never know! Raika聽has her dad's quirk, her hair is y/hc with a yellow/black lighting bolt streaked into it and her y/ec eyes flash yellow when using her quirk.聽
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mourntheantagonist13 hours ago
More for the Harringrove Feedback Fest: Tumblr Edition
thanks @gothyringwald for putting this all together it鈥檚 been a real treat seeing all the love this fandom has for each other!
Tumblr Fics/Ficlets
(these don鈥檛 have titles so have my weak summaries instead)
max outing billy鈥檚 crush on steve to robin by @psychdelia
steve and billy locked in a coffin together, too close by @strangersails
steve leaving billy voicemails... but in disguise by @harrin-king
camboy steve harrington (all parts lol) by @ghostofjellyfishforgotten
it鈥檚 new years eve and billy鈥檚 drunk by @withoneheadlight
billy just wants to get fucking railed by @writerwhowritesao3
steve鈥檚 underwear have gone missing by @yikesharringrove
billy is never homophobic by @gravegroves
billy struggles with physical affection by @cherrydreamer
friday movie night by @psychicwarfarebaby
鈥渂ut maybe next time鈥 by @smashmouth-hargrove
sleeping positions by @somuchanemoia
san francisco by @thursday-knight
voicemail by @memes-saved-me
billy can鈥檛 accept gifts like a normal person by @prettyboyporter
@gravegroves literally every. single. thing. you鈥檝e made is absolutely stunning. I couldn鈥檛 possibly pick a favorite of yours but these two definitely made me squeal.
@lazybakerart the colors!! it鈥檚 all just so perfect i could talk about how much I love your art all day long! I especially love these two!!
@jujub-doesart I adore your style! you make them look like disney princes and it鈥檚 simply perfect!! these two are my absolute favorites
@ihni oh ihni your doodles are simply wonderful! I adored your entire harringrove april collection but if I have to choose a favorite it would have to be either this one or this one!!
@opaldraws I am always obsessed with your art, it never ever ceases to make me smile!! I love the way you draw the boys with a PASSION. I especially love these two!! oh and this!
@kingsandsaints everything you put into this fandom is absolutely immaculate and I could shed a waterfall of tears over just how beautiful and breathtaking it all is. I absolutely love this one of steve and OF COURSE I also adore this one!!
@swimbirdyswim ugh!! your art is wonderful!! I love these two so so much!!
@deardmvz god you are so creative and I absolutely adore everything you put out !! I am absolutely in love with these two right here.
@darkmystdrake I am obsessed with you! your art is always so sweet or so spicy or the perfect mix of the two and you never fail to amaze! I am in love with all of these!
anyway I love all of you! this is all such good food.
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cxffin13 hours ago
馃 and diavolo?
Send me 馃 + a character, and I鈥檒l name an imaginary fanfic staring the character and myself as the main pairing.
Title: Laughing Matter
Tags: Sub Diavolo (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!), Bottom Diavolo (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!), Fake Dating, Accidental Fake Dating, Misunderstandings, Friends to Lovers, Firsts, Awkwardness, Sharing a Bed, Non-Sexual Intimacy, Cuddling, Kink Discovery, Laughter Kink, Size Difference, Eventual Smut, Not Beta Read
Part of him wished his bed was smaller. It was a distant thought, one that permeated his exhaustion and took root in the back of his mind. It was a selfish thought, he chastised himself. The desire to pull the human next to him against his side and curl around them was dangerously close to crossing a line, one established at the beginning of this endeavor, and one he refused to step over. Their personal space was important.
Alabaster rolled onto their side, back now facing him, as they attempted to fall asleep. It seemed he wasn't the only one struggling with this arrangement鈥攕omething that both comforted and worried the demon prince. Was he the reason they couldn't sleep? Or was it simply the unfamiliar surroundings? They didn't stay on their side for long, rolling all the way over to peek up at him in the darkness. Though they couldn't see him, he could see them clear as day. Exhaustion colored their features, both a product of the evening's festivities and their difficulty falling asleep. They were small beneath his blankets, the pillow beneath their head could fit three of them along the flat of it, and only the top half of their face surfaced in the still of the night.
"Dia?" they called out to him softly鈥攁lmost timidly.
He heard them sigh in relief. They shuffled ever so slightly closer, careful not to brush his arm or invade his own personal space. Alabaster pulled the blanket down below their chin, opened their mouth, and then closed it again. Another deep breath gave them the clarity they seemed to be lacking, reigniting the fire in their gaze that so often left Diavolo wondering just what they were thinking.
"Normally," they started, "I sleep draped across a body pillow. Would it be alright if鈥"
His enthusiasm caught them off guard, losing the rest of their question at the top of their throat. It eased, subsiding into a small, bubbling fit of laughter that they smothered beneath the blankets. A small, dull pang hit his chest, vanishing all too soon for him to wonder what it meant.
"Alright," they said between lingering laughter, "thank you."
The prince lifted the covers for them, creating more of a tent than the small space it would have seemed had he been the one to move. Without hesitation, they climbed atop the demon prince, sitting atop his stomach for a prolonged moment as their gaze searched his face in the darkness. The glow of his eyes helped to ease the worry clouding within the back of their mind, illuminating his eager grin in the darkness.
The tension left their shoulders, and they laid against his chest.
Diavolo realized belatedly that he wasn't used to this sort of feeling. The warmth of their body felt too small, too delicate against his own鈥攖hey were human. Even still, as their arms wrapped around him to the best of their ability, he felt safe in a way that was foreign and unfamiliar. Hesitantly, the prince rested his palm over their back beneath the covers, waiting for an outcome he couldn't conceive. They melted beneath his touch, a small sound of content escaping past their lips.
Diavolo felt the air leave his lungs, his mind suddenly blank as he stared down at the human pillowed against his chest. They seemed so small, as any human would by comparison, and yet there was no fear to be found. They seemed perfectly content to stay atop his chest for as long as he would let them. If Diavolo was being honest, he'd stay there for centuries if they asked it of him.
"You're comfy."
Their voice was thick with sleep, barely coherent as their eyes drooped shut. It was muffled against his chest, the feeling of their lips unintentionally brushing against his skin warming him from the inside out. Diavolo lifted his other arm, draping it over their back as well, before finally sinking into the plush pillows beneath his head.
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