#IM ONLY 3 HOURS IN I HAVEN'T HAD ENOUGH TIME TO PLAY IM DYING OUT HERE CHAT

[submaskudari]

slowly burning through knuckle sandwich,, sniffling so loud

[popquizhot-shot]

Haven't I-5

a/n :this is honestly a filler, but it's full of emotions and sadness and im actually really happy with how this came out<3 im so sorry it took literally two weeks but theres a lotta shit going on rn but thank you all so much for your comments and support i love all of you<33 Part 4-

When you’d  fallen under, Joel felt a fear he’d only felt a few times in his life. And the fact that it was for you frightened him. This was why Tommy should have come.

But why over you?  Was it because you reminded him of his girasol? Or was it because despite the arguments and the petty fights and horrible singing, he’d grown to care for you? It didn’t make sense, he’d met you two days ago, and one of the first things you’d done was argue with him.

You remind him of her. He couldn’t deny that. Your hair, the way you carried yourself. Your humour. Your eyes.

You shivered against him and his heart twisted as he felt your limbs shake. He held you tighter and reassured you. Ignoring the fact that there was a small chance you might not make it. You had spent quite a while in the water because he’d been searching for a way to get you out.

He didn’t want to think about you dying, Why? His heart screamed. Why do you care?

He didn’t need another failure on his hands. That was it.

His fingers that were splayed across your back felt a ridge? Or a bump. A tattoo. His fingers traced its shape.

Was this creepy? He slowly raised his head but you shifted and he jolted backwards. Creep.

“You okay?” your hoarse voice whispers. Shit she’s awake. 

He just grunted in reply.

“Joel, you need sleep.” he can feel her lips moving over his shoulder.

“I’m not sleepy just yet, Mitch.”

“All that talk and you’ll drop off like the old man you are in five minutes.” you chuckle slowly.

“Shut up and sleep, jeez.” he hugs you tighter. Because it’s cold.

It’s freezing and he doesn’t want you to die because he doesn’t need more guilt because he’s got enough on his hands.

He thinks of Amy. Of her lovely brown hair and forest eyes that stare into the depths of his soul. He thinks of her rare smile and how she has no qualms with being ruthless. He thinks of how her voice is harsh and her glare is sharp, cutting. He thinks of Ellie. Sweet Ellie who’s become like his daughter. He huffs out a quiet laugh because Ellie is not sweet. She is thunder and rain. She is everything good and right and yet a powerful firecracker. 

He knows they’re okay. He trusts Amy to take care of both herself and Ellie. But he needs to see it, because when he’s left to his own imagination, all he sees is death.

He needs you to be okay, because if you’re okay, then you’ll be able to take him to where his family is. To the people he loves.

He’s so lost in his thought he doesn’t notice his finger has been tracing the tattoo on your back and he stops as soon as he realizes. Idiot.

In a moment of insanity, he begins to hum. It’s a happy tune and he can feel your smile. It’s no Hank Williams or Johnny Cash. It’s a cheesy song that Sarah’s favourite band released.The very one she’d play non-stop so it got ingrained in his brain.

“Feel this love, my angel?” you ask him and his eyebrows shoot up.

“You know the stupid band?”

You nod, “Someone I knew loved the band. She’d play it everyday.”

There’s silence after that, and the only sound is the crackle of fire and the wind outside.

And then your croaky, hoarse voice rings out, “You…are, my fire.”

He groans, “You’re supposed to be asleep.”

“The one…desire.. Humour me Miller.”

For a moment he contemplates covering your mouth so you shut up but he just sighs, “....Believe.” his voice cracks and you stifle a laugh, “Shush.”

He clears his throat, “..Believe when I say-”

“I want it that way.” you finish in unison.

“Now shut up and sleep, Mitch.” he says

“You go to sleep, Miller.”

The hours go by as you both snark each other and try to ignore the looming presence of possible death, you talk until you fall asleep from exhaustion.

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When the sun sets and it is night, you raise your head to look at Joel’s sleeping figure. This is creepy. 

You can feel the sunflower tattoo on his upper back. He’d gotten it for you and you’d gotten a guitar tattooed for him. His eyes flutter beneath his eyelids and he’s murmuring in his sleep. It’s something he’d done ever since the outbreak started. Your eyes roam his face and take in everything that has changed, and everything that remained. His full lips are chapped and his beard is still patchy. His brown hair had greyed over the years and it suited him. His fingers still twitched when he slept and he snored softly.

You drop your head and grit your teeth. After years of people gawking at your face, you scars didn’t faze you anymore. But now, you wish the face he looked at wasn’t the disfigured abomination that scared the shit out of little children. You wish your face was what it was before, the one that Joel had fallen in love with.

Years of building a wall around yourself proved useless because now you were just the foolish, insecure girl who still had hope. At this moment, you were not Mitch. You were not the woman behind the mask that the people in Jackson looked up to. You were sweet little girasol. Sunflower. The sweet girl who trusted too easily and wasn’t capable of shutting the fuck up. Joel always brought out that side of you because that was who he had fallen in love with. You felt stupid and pathetic because all that girl longed for was to be noticed, loved. To be someone’s first choice. She wanted her family and peace. She wanted to waltz with her husband and sing along to atrocious music with her daughter. She wanted heart wrenching arguments that ended in mumbled apologies and frantic kisses. She wanted to comfort her daughter and do her makeup.

You clench your jaw. That girl was the one who would get left behind if there was a crisis. She wasn’t fast enough. That girl was the one who people took advantage of. You were that girl no longer.

“You hungry?” Joel’s voice pulls out of your thoughts and you look up to find him staring at you.

You start to shake your head but your stomach grumbles and he chuckles, “I found canned food in the kitchen.”

“I know, Miller. I put them there. Let’s eat. I’m starving.”

As he rolls onto his back and sits up, you can see the tattoo. Yellow and brown etched onto his skin. It was a mutual gift for each other on your fifth wedding anniversary.

“Can you hand me my shirt?” you ask him.

“He reaches over and pats the grey fabric, “It’s still a bit damp. Here take this.” He gives you his brown coat. As you put the jacket on  and try and tame your hair, he wears his shirt and jeans and then heads to the kitchen. Leaving you alone and draped in his jacket.

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“So, what was your life like?” you ask him, because you can’t help yourself. You shove a forkful of whatever is on the plate into your mouth.

He freezes mid-chew and you resist the urge to look away. But you keep looking at him, no mask on, practically naked. Eating dinner made by his careful hands.

With a gulp he answers, “Content. Happy, I’d say. I was a contractor.” he pauses and rubs his left hand, “I..had a family.”

You hum in reply, “Were you still as grumpy as you are now?”

It shocks you to see a small lazy grin form on his face, “Sometimes, but my lady always made me feel better.”

You raise an eyebrow, and he stutters, “N-No I mean, not like that.”

If your memory serves you right, sometimes it was like that. 

“Forgive me, but I find it hard to believe you were married.” you’re being stupid. You’re riling him up. It’s foolish and immature.

His lips quirk up. It’s unnerving, “For a long time, I couldn’t believe it myself. But she and my daughter were my whole world.”

You knew better than to ask about Sarah, so you just smiled, “They seem nice.”

You fully expect him to flinch or turn away when you smile because it looks like a grimace. Many people did. 

He does nothing, only placing his plate on the table. It doesn’t faze him.

“Most people look away.” you tell him.

His eyes bore into your own, “I’m not most people.”

The silence is calming yet deafening. He’s so close yet so far away and all you have to do is tell him your name. All you have to do is turn around and take the jacket off and he’ll know.

He breaks the silence, “We’ll leave tomorrow morning, I reckon your clothes have already dried by now. That is, if you’re okay with me calling a few shots?” 

You snort, “Sure, Miller.”

He nod, “Alright, Mitch.”

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[hhappylliving]

When we moved my grandma from her house into a senior living apartment complex we were basically asked if there were things we wanted. I only wanted something like a plant. My grandma always had little house plants sitting in every single windowsill.

I have had this houseplant since 2017. She had this houseplant before then.

When it got scales I spent HOURS cleaning the plant, finding good places to cut from to form new healthy plants spent hours working on those keeping them clean. The OG granny plant was too far gone with scales, and I had little versions.

Then I was traveling early 2020? and spent like 3 weeks away from my plants? My roommate had decided they were going to go live with her boyfriends mom- I don't know. Sometime in that apartment my plants ended up not doing great.

When I moved into my last apartment, they continued to not do hot. The sun wasn't strong enough on our side of the building.

When I moved into my sister's house for a few months they THRIVED in a water glass. I should've planted them in a pot then as they had LONG healthy roots. But I didn't. I wasnt getting sleep, keeping myself sane and taking care of my pets were my priority. They suffered. I didn't take them to my parents with me because I thought they had enough water for how long I was going- but I ended up staying here longer than expected and they were over watered [my sweet baby niece was the water-er of the plants, I'm thankful she saw my plants were low and gave them water].

As I've been at my parents house, they've not done great. I should've planted them in dirt in Aug/Sept. It's too dark in Michigan, like even when the sun is out, it's not bright enough here.

Now, April, I have even fewer plants and I think they're all at the brink of dying.

This is just one of those things where I feel like - genuinely - adhd is at play. Because I have soil. I have the pot they would go into. Why haven't I planted them this whole time? I'm down to 2 long very thin scraggly looking strands, 1 small strand that is half dead that I'm trying to keep the little roots poking up near the leaves wet so hopefully they can grow? And a tiny stem of leaves.

I love my granny plant. Obviously. I've spent so much time and care into keeping her alive. And yet here we are now. 🙃

Im afraid to put her into soil right now because I feel like it would be too dry? I don't know. But I also feel like me not doing anything is killing her.

I just needed to get my plants thoughts out of my brain. I don't kill plants. I had an orchid for years that ended up dying when I was going my travel stuff [idk how that thing stayed alive for years- orchids are funny].

I feel like I was filling my cup with plants when I lived alone. And then I got pets and the world shut down. And then I lived with people in spaces that are much, much bigger than what I've been used to in my apartment living, and caring for my plants got harder.

[georgiaheartsdilfs]

→ man in my dreams (PT1) bucky b x reader

inspired by @demonsandmischief 's story something special ↪link to their story: something special part one prompt ↪ when you go to sleep at night, you have dreams of a man. A man that you have sworn to have seen once before in your life, every morning you try to write down everything you remembered about him from the dream but the only thing you could remember was blue eyes. You didn't know what the dreams meant but you knew that it had to be something to do with him, until one dream changed everything. "you're that man in my dreams..." warnings / other notes ↪delusions, its also confusing but to me I understood it. ↪you might need to keep an eye out for the POV change cause its one of those one, and i dont know if there is alot because i didnt reread this or edit it. ↪ the grey lines are a sign of scenery or pov change if you don't like this pov idc im bored Y/N's POV It had been playing on my mind all week, why was this man always in my dreams. I haven't been able to dream about normal things for months, what was the reasoning behind his abnormal appearances and why do I only remember his blue eyes. His blue eyes, naturally I'd go looking at peoples eyes but even though blue is a rare colour I just can't walk up to people and ask what their eye colour is. "blue eyes" I had been sitting in this position on my bed for hours I didn't even notice what the time was until my phone started buzzing, grabbing it i look at the clock and notice that it was 3:32 in the morning and that I and been sitting here trying to draw his eye area for almost four hours. There had to be a reason why this man kept appearing in my dreams, it wasn't a normal dream either. I'd be there watching him fight bad guys and sometimes I'd see him sleeping almost as if I was spectating his day. Even during my days at work, I try to remember were I had seen those blue eyes. It didn't haunt me but it also didn't sit well in my stomach, the man it was odd that the only thing I remembered from the man was his eyes. Nothing else but his eyes. I wasn't focused about any other day though, when I was having a nap earlier today I seemed to remember something else about him... his voice. His voice wasn't exactly deep but it wasn't too high either, I did notice, however that when he wanted his voice could be deep.

His voice was smooth, more menacing and threatening when it wanted to be and I remembered a name "Sam?" I mutter jotting down the name on the piece of paper where I had his eye drawn down. Obviously, I wasn't an artist but the eye I had drawn was good enough for me to remember what it looked like even though I saw them every night. The dream, it disappeared within seconds of waking up but I'd always sleep with a pen and paper scribbling down anything I could remember, but it would all come back the moment I fell asleep. a tower? sam? a jet... a jet? They gave me no hints, at first I thought it could have been Tony Stark given the tower and the jet but Stark's voice couldn't be that deep even if you gave me testosterone. Besides, Stark didn't have blue eyes. I've seen him on the television enough times to know that brown was not blue. Yesterday I had asked my best friend if she had any dreams like these, spectating a man and his everyday life but every time I asked, she would deflect and ask if I was on my meds. My meds aren't even for a mental illness or anything, it was for my asthma. I sketched the blue eyes over and over again, trying to make a face out of it but each time ending in someone with blonde hair and small lips. Although that could be the guy, I just dont feel like someone like that would have such a sexy.. hot, voice. So blonde hair was out of the picture, but what if their hair was dyed. I give up. I placed my sketchbook and pencil on my bedside drawer turning my light off. Closing my eyes trying to fall asleep once more.

The dream, here I was, there he was. Watching Television? He looked handsome, sure I had seen everything he had done but i can't help but think he was just lost. God he looked hot. "I can't believe anybody would think this was a news worthy story, can you believe this?" he says holding the remote throwing popcorn in his mouth, he turned around. He wasn't in his usual dark room, this room was lighter. "Sam?" he asked turning around, Sam seemed to be well I don't know, I couldn't see. I could only see him and his surroundings, not the people he fought with or even interacted to. "Yes Buck I don't believe it" Sam would mumble, Sam sounded American like the man in my dreams but Sam sounded less stressed, less angry all the time. He had appeared a few times in my dreams of this man, he must've been the man's friend although this man didn't have many friends but it didn't seem to bother him because most of the time he was alone, in his own company and whenever he was he'd enjoy it more than anything else. He always seem to look down at his arm, his arm was made out of metal almost like Iron man's suit but this arm wasn't a suit it was like apart of him, this was a detail I could never remember but I swear I know some famous guy with a metal arm. The man scratches his neck "do you get that feeling like you're being watched?" the man asked "we are avengers, of course we would feel watched everyone's on our asses Buck" Buck.... the winter soldier bucky? Avengers? They had never mentioned this, but I guess thats a given since everybody already knows who they are but then again everyone else can see their faces. "Bucky" I whisper and he turns around "Did you hear that?" he said. Did he just hear me? "Hear what Bucky? There's nobody there" Sam says, there it was his face, his perfect face. It was unusually symmetrical for an old man. "I swear I heard something" Bucky said shrugging it off. The scenery changed, what? it's never done this before it was always Bucky did it change because I figured out who he was? What the hell is going on. "you need to get that soldier back online" it was a man, a hydra man. I could see everything here? I have so many questions and no one to answer them, god this sucked, but it was like a james bond film sort of. "we can't he's been healed" a man stutters "GET HIM BACK, HUNT HIM, CUT HIS OTHER ARM OF JUST FIND HIM" the old man yells smashing the table in half. Then everything went black, still black and then it's back to Bucky sitting watching TV. "Hydra has a plan Bucky I just cant put my finger on it" Sam said, I could see his face this time. He was the falcon guy, he was given Captain America's shield but gave it to the local museum or whatever, I don't know I didn't catch up. I start saying my number "x-xxx-xxx-xxxx" it was faint, I couldn't even hear my own voice for once. Bucky and Sam look around "you heard that right?" I had never been able to speak to them before, this was odd. Maybe the universe wasn't after Bucky like he always says it is, but out of all people why me? Maybe he gets the same dreams I do "hello" Bucky says spinning around. "hello?" I say "who are you?" Sam yells "relax you don't have to yell.." I say quietly, they were both now standing at a table where I was situated on the opposite side of them. "you can hear me?" I ask them and they nod "can you see us?" Sam asked "yeah uh hello im right in front of you, I suppose you can't see me" I say look around "are you like dead?" Bucky said. "If I was dead, I wouldn't be here. Come on James pull yourself together" I mumble "repeat the number" Sam says pulling out a pen "ugh x-xxx-xxx-xxxx" I repeat, I could now feel myself waking up and everything falling apart "call me, say your names and hopefully I'll remember and explain it all" I say. My voice was fading away, the vision would go from black to seeing them again until it went completely black "You feel that, the presence its gone" Bucky says "are you a psychic?" Sam said, their voices faded.

my phone started ringing and I sat up immediately, so it was like a real real person. I answered the phone hello is this y/n y/l/n i hope so the voice said, why could I remember everything now? I remember who he is, James Buchanan Barnes the Winter Soldier. "Bucky?" I whisper, the image of his beautiful face printed in my mind thats me uh who are you why could i hear you "uh I can't quite explain it" I stutter grabbing my paper and pen taking down his number incase it disappeared when I hung up. "hydra know where you are" I say whilst writing the number what, how do you even know? "I dont know i just have these visions I could explain it but uh I dont know how" I continue to stutter. What was I suppose to say, Hey Bucky I see you all the time but you can't see me and sometimes, I don't remember it but like for some reason right now I can. great then where are you another voice said "Sam?" I ask how do you know who i am? he asked "god I don't know if only I could just like explain it all but now im paranoid" I clear my throat looking around my room. It looked as if it wasn't my room anymore, the room started distorting "oh god" I say what, what's happening? the voice said over the phone "i dont know i've never had this before" I clear my throat, the old man from hydra, how? what? "look i know you are across the world but when you're on your way back message me and meet me at the closest cafe to the tower" I say before hanging up. I stand up getting out of my bed who are you the man spins around "wait you can see me" I ask, how is this even possible. how did you get in here the old man says walking towards me grabbing my arm "i-i i'm sorry sir i have no clue who you even are, or how i even got here" I clear my throat. get out of here girl, this is no place for you he says throwing me at the door as I shut my eyes. I wait to feel my face against the wall but a couple minutes go by and still no wall, I slowly open my eyes and I was back in my room. My phone on my bed with my drawings. My phone vibrates constantly, I speed walk over to my phone hello? hello? y/n? where did you go? are you alright? we are on our way. Be safe. im fine jesus christ great sorry read 8:24am

Bucky's POV My thoughts ran wild, I had sworn for the past few nights I had felt someone's presence lurking in the shadows, following me. Then I heard her voice, I swore I was mad but then I heard her voice, it was like the voice of an angel. Staring at my phone waiting for a response. im fine jesus christ A weight was lifted off my shoulders, I hadn't particularly known her for ten minutes and I was already worried about her, thinking about what she was doing. "Sam we need to go see her" I finally speak up "No Kidding" Sam rolled his eyes, I turn to see he was already packed. Had I been standing for long? Packing my backs Sam taps his food against the wooden floor "Shield says to take her with us, if she knows hydra, hydra knows her" he says and I turn to see him leaning against the doorframe with a serious face. "great, another passenger as if Zemo wasn't enough" I rolled my eyes at him getting back to packing "Zemo was your doing, your responsibility" Sam says I can hear his judgy tone "you're worried for the poor girl aren't you" he asks as I throw my bag over my shoulder walking past. "That's why your acting like you don't care" he runs up to me "I don't care for the girl, I care about myself not going back to that monster alright and if she has answers I want them, lets go" I mumble grabbing Zemo as we walk out to the car. My mind for once was clear, clear for everything except her. What did she look like? I imagine black hair with brown eyes or maybe brown hair with brown eyes. It was all so thrilling to me, if her voice was enough to calm me imagine how beautiful she is. "we will be there tonight so I suppose we'd have to surprise her at her apartment, luckily shields kind of pervy for that kind of stuff" Sam says handing me a file, I hold it seeing a top of a photo which I presume to be a photo of her. I wanted to open it, but I didn't want to invade her privacy, to know everything on record about her. "aren't you going to open it" Sam asks "well of course he won't he doesn't want to spoil the mission" Zemo says in a snarky tone. "Talk one more time and I'm throwing you out mid ride I'm serious man" Sam says "look she isn't a mission, I just don't want to intrude on her privacy i mean she's 24" I say "exactly she's 24 what could be the worst on her file" Sam says, I take a look at the thick file. There was no way she didn't have a secret with a file this big, she must have some special thing going on. "Sam, I'm not going to alright" I mumble "fine" he says. My phone buzzes once more and I open it. are you actually gonna meet me though, isn't it like ridiculous you know im not having second thoughts. you are so having second thoughts we are on our way now but we won't be there until tonight Im assuming you have my file read it if you want im sure everyone already has. it's fine, sam knows where you are so i guess keep an ear out for us be safe i will jeesh you old people are so ... weary I chuckle at my phone screen and Sam looks next to me "is it that girl from the restaurant?" he asked "what girl?" I ask "you know the waitress" he said, she was alright her voice was smooth but not as smooth as y/n. Why was I so attracted to her, I hadn't even seen her and I haven't even known her for a day what made her so special that made me forget about the real world for a brief moment. Sam looked at my phone "oh its y/n" he said "she was just asking a question" I say putting my phone in my pocket taking off my jacket "god this thing itches my arm" I say scratching my arm "that gets itchy" Sam says "not his metal arm fool" Zemo says. I'm so thankful Zemo was

rich, otherwise we'd still be here by the end of the day. I'm far too eager to meet y/n right now, I don't know why. Sam pulls the car over at the airport runway and Zemo's butler is there waiting, the butler smiles and I roll my eyes stepping foot into the jet.

Y/N's POV It started getting late and I finally got off work, working overtime sure sucks but it distracted myself from the fact that I might be meeting the man in my dream that's not only handsome but an avenger. The avenger thing didn't really matter to me, it would shock a lot of other people but my life doesn't revolve around superheroes... or it didn't. Walking through my apartment door was a relief, smelling my homely scent flopping back onto my sofa turning on the TV throwing my jacket and bag on the floor like it was rubbish being tossed in the bin. Now it started getting really late and time was going by fast, 9pm, 10pm, 11:30pm, 12am. When are they coming? are you far? I dont think so, i dont know nyc that well but uh i'd assume we aren't far since we are driving i hope you aren't driving and texting old man that is very very dangerous I laugh at my cheeky text, he had been looking out for me the whole time he was on his way. Rightfully so I suppose because hydra knows who I am now, thanks to this stupid vision stuff. Bucky had been on my mind all day at work, not for any particular reason but he just was, well I guess there was a reason. He was coming to my house. A couple minutes later I hear footsteps getting closer to my front door "PLEASE TELL ME ITS THEM" I yell throwing my head back and then I hear a knock at the door. Rubbing my eyes I stand up and walk over to the door, opening it to be greeted by three men. "great I forgot the jailbird was with you" I yawn placing my hand out, Bucky shaking it, then Sam and then Zemo "y/n" Bucky nods "Come in" I say inviting them in. "I was starting to fall asleep, I thought you'd finally let it go" I say "no we're not letting it go, if you know hydra, hydra knows you" Sam says and I nod, I've had a history with Hydra when I was a teenager I killed a few of their agents not long after the death of my parents. "now which one of yous read my file" I say "drink?" I ask and none of the nod "great because uh I'm broke, new york is expensive" I mumble, I was extremely tired waiting for these idiots. "zemo and I read your file, Bucky refused said it was an intrusion of privacy" Sam says as they all sit on my sofa, I stand infront of them "you, didn't read my file when I said you could" I point to Bucky who nods, I may have sounded rude but my heart was beating so fast it could be exploding in any second just by looking at him. "well I just didn't want to" Bucky shrugged. "Right, I just wasted your time honestly so I'm going to bed" I turn walking off "What?" Sam says "Look I love your guys saving the world thing, but my memory is currently weaker than Bucky's and he is like 80 years older than" I say "no offence" I smile sweetly to him. "Luckily for you I have a spare mattress and a blow up mattress for when my friends stay over, follow" I say as they all stand up. I lead them to my spare room that had a queen bed and a queen mattress, despite these mattresses being STRICTLY for my friends I'm sure they wouldn't mind a few hot guys sleeping in them. "If someone doesn't want to snuggle then the sofa is an option" I say opening the door to the spare room "the blow up is underneath, its no luxury but crash where ever in the house that isn't my room" I say yawning scratching the top of my head. "I promise, you will wake up with more intel and whatever" I say "explore the apartment, end room is not to be walked in to" I continue and the all stare at me with blank faces except for Bucky who was grinning whilst licking his lips, god it was so hot (gif). "goodnight, dont let the bed bugs bite" I smile closing the door leaving all three grown up men in the room to fend for ourselves "she so handed it to you" Zemo

said "Shut it" Sam said as I laugh and walk off. Before I go to sleep, I usually go to grab a bottle of water to drink whenever I wake up in the middle of the night, so I exited my room and walked into the living area then the kitchen area to see Bucky on the sofa. "you got the shit show, how did the other guy get the blow up" I say grabbing two bottles of water out "I know right" he chuckles poking his head up looking towards me as I walked over handing him a bottle "thanks" he smiled. I sat on my coffee table staring at him as he sat up, "do I have anything to worry about" he asked and I shake my head "if you read my files you'd know i have the best gunman award in SHIELD and I'm a great double agent" I say cocking an eyebrow "for a 24 year old huh" he says and I nod "yup" I smile, the time was probably 1am and instead of going to bed I was talking to the man in my dreams. "how did you get these visions?" he asked "again Bucky if you read my files you'd know, SHIELD never told me that but they are random or thats what I was told" I mumble "any other questions war boy?" I say standing up "do you get nightmares, like do you see what I dream about?" he asked. I had remembered the time in his apartment where he was dreaming about him, the winter soldier. He had woke up in a sweat before turning on the TV to see the news of the fraud Captain America. "a few times" I said "but if you were going to ask me if i hate you for it, to put it easy, I don't" I shrug "I don't know why, but, I'd rather know than not and it doesn't scare me" I smile as he smiles back. This was the first time I had seen him smile, ever. It was a very bright smile to say the least, it was beautiful. "uh if you need me, i'll be in my room" I smile as he nods "goodnight" he whispers and I wave him goodbye. part 2: man in my dreams (PT2)

[lucilucialu]

the puppy pack playing just dance:

listen. liam and mason have been playing just dance since forever. they are the masters. they always get the highest score. they may look ridiculous and sweat a lot. but they are the kings. it was david's first christmas present to liam and he didn't like it but smiled and thanked him anyway because "he's really cool and makes my mommy happy". one day mason was at liam's and they were bored so "hey let's play that dancing game david bought you. it seems fun" "ugh fine". mason was right, it was fun. he was actually really good, and liam was a competitive little shit, so he elbowed him and the wii remote slipped out of mason's hand and destroyed the tv. liam's parents weren't happy about it. neither were mason's when they had to pay the geyers for a new tv. luckily, they are older and wiser now and haven't done anything like that again (yet, corey says it's only a matter of time)

corey doesn't want to play with mason and liam because they hate to lose and he's just there to have a good time, but sometimes he agrees to play with mason only when the dance is something coupley and not really a competition. he sings along very loudly and off-key, sometimes lori joins him and everyone hates it ("oh my god shut up" "YOU shut up, alec). once the neighbors thought there was a fight or someone was dying because "god, what the hell is that noise?". also he won liam once and liam refuses to play (alone) with him since then

theo doesn't play because "im not playing some dumb game that doesn't make sense since you can get points and even win just sitting on the couch and shaking the remote". truth is, he just doesn't want to embarrass himself and enjoys being in the back watching his friends (he has friends now!!!:) ) laugh, have fun and be happy. he dances just a couple of times because brett can be very persistent and liam is holding his hand and is pretty and looked so happy when theo agreed the first time. but then liam gets really close to him, (barely) touches theo's waist from behind and theo immediately sits down and he's blushing and refuses to play again. hayden and alec are the only ones who notice and, while they're kind enough to let it go unmentioned, they don't stop laughing at him for 3 hours

brett uses every single opportunity to poke whoever he's dancing with (except lori, obviously) in the butt or slam the side of his hips against theirs (hayden and liam are *this* close to murdering him). 'i like to move it' is his go-to track because he's annoying like that and once he tried to seduce nolan by dancing shirtless. nolan says it didn't work but they all know that's a lie, his face was bright red and every supernatural in the room could tell his chemosignals were going crazy and his heart was beating super fast. also, it almost worked on mason, so... (corey would've been mad about that if it hadn't almost worked on him too)

nolan is very shy but he plays because he wants to Belong and Be Part Of The Group. once he's a little more confident he's surprisingly good?? liam and mason are Not having it and try to convince everyone he's cheating. nolan says it's not his fault he's the only one good enough to get 'perfect' on every move, it's mason's and liam's fault because they're bad at it. mason really wants to break the tv again and lori and corey have to physically stop liam from punching nolan, who liam wishes was still afraid of him. theo thinks they are ridiculous and brett thinks that THEO is ridiculous. nolan thinks they are all ridiculous and should admit that he is the ultimate just dance king

lori and alec don't take the game seriously. they're just singing and jumping and laughing without paying attention to the actual moves. lori gets 1 or 2 stars most of the times but alec sometimes wins because of how hard he's shaking the wii remote ("see? i told you, you don't even have to do the dance right" "C H E A T I N G" "im not!"). alec's favorite person to dance with was nolan because he was shy and he wanted to make him feel comfortable and have fun, but then he proclaimed himself 'the ultimate just dance king' and now his favorite person to dance with is lori, who is really pretty and makes him feel warm inside (she's also really strong, once she lifted him up and alec loved it). lori's and hayden's favorite dance when they play together is the victorious theme song and it's the only dance lori takes seriously and tries to do all the moves right

hayden is obsessed with the fitness mode, she thinks they should play it because it's also fun but she receives an unanimously No everytime she suggests it. one time she forced corey to dance to 'the final countdown' with her but corey gave up after a minute because the jumps were too exhausting. her favorite dance is 'what makes you beautiful' and she and brett fight every time over who gets to be harry ("im pretty sure none of the dancers is actually harry styles" "shut up alec"). she can be pretty competitive sometimes, but she doesn't act like an whiny child like mason and liam ("whatever, you're just jealous of us" "exactly. YOU are a whiny child")

[nnq]

modern!au k(lance)

they're all in their 20's except for Shiro who's 30 and coran who's 50

first of all. miss me with that 'pining roommate' shit. I love miscommunication and making characters that r sexy bffs with one another

Lance meets Nyma through a Craigslist ad he put up saying he needed a roommate. the moment they met was a tragedy for everyone but them because they're that powerful and beautiful

lance with tousled hair, wearing a half-unbuttoned silk shirt and designer jeans, Michael kors sunglasses pushed up atop his head, arm wrapped around nyma: hi guys this is my roommate, nyma!

nyma, with her blonde 3-ft long box braids down her back, perfectly manicured red nails, bodycon dress and loubitons, hand on lances waist: hey

allura, shaking and on the verge of tears: STOP MAKING US LOOK POOR AND UGLY

Lance is in school for marine biology and Nyma works as a hairdresser and the both of them are small beauty gurus on YouTube that collab with one another

lance: hey guys we're going to be trying out the new anastasia pallete we got today :)!

nyma: and by got we mean shoplifted from sephora

lance: NYMA YOU CAN'T JUST SAY THAT

they're also insta baddies and both gender non-conforming baddies. Nyma is a nonbinary lesbian icon and lance is a nonbinary bicon.... those are like the fucking BEST senses of style

anyone with eyes can see that nyma is into and ONLY into girls but of course... heteronormativity.

rolo: I still don't get why you're dating lance. he's super annoying.

nyma: he doesn't bitch nearly as much as you even when he's got my cock in his ass

they do this thing where when people assume they're a couple they pretend they're some kind of kink couple and freak everyone out

which is why when hunk and pidge meet nyma they're like :eyes: but when nyma flirts with pidge lance doesn't even bat an eye and then lance starts pining about Keith's greasy mullet and his bags under his eyes and nymas got this look on her face that perfectly resembles a man who's lost all sense of normalcy and righteousness in his life and now sits in a bar every night listening to this dumb romance novel type shit and then pidge and hunk are like. oh. no they're just gay.

speaking of keith. he's one of those gays. one of the quirky emo gays that never sleeps and listens to 'coffee and cigarettes' on repeat and has like 3 strings of lights in his room and not only is an art major but ALSO a photographer. and yet somehow he still has the will to wake up at 5 am every morning and go to the gym like some kind of HEATHEN.

Lance knew Keith in high school for 3 years until he got expelled for fighting at the end of his junior year. He was also universally crushed on and was the bad boy jock of the school with a heart of gold so naturally Lance pretended to despise him so he could pine for him in peace

that all goes down the drain when Lance recognizes Keith in one of his classes and goes through the five stages of grief because a) he's hot and b) Lance is openly bi now so he doesn't have an escuse to not tolerate him

(He wasn't gonna do anything about it until he was put in a group with Keith a few weeks into class and he off handedly mentioned he went to Keiths high school, and Keith claimed he didn't remember him, and Lance was just a tad bit upset but was gonna leave it at that except after like 5 days of working together Keith slams his fists into the table and is like 'HOLY FUCK LANCE MCCLAIN?' And Lance is like. w. What.)

turns out Keith does remember lance. very vividly, actually. because he was the guy that everyone kind of had a crush on because he was so nice and charming to everyone he met, and Keith was SO gone for him. he just didn't recognize him tbh, which makes sense, bcuz in high school lance wore blue contacts and had straight hair and now he just wears glasses occasionally and leaves his hair wavy. Keith is gay and stupid don't blame him

keith, bursting into Shiro and Adams apartment at 2 pm: SHIRO HOLY FUCK

adam, bags under his eyes, underneath the covers of him and shiros bed: good fucking god not again

I'm tired of talking about ppl other than Lance and nyma though so I'm gonna talk about them for a bit because im love

as I said Lance has wavy hair and his actual eye color is brown but as he was growing up he was hella insecure about it that's why he wore blue contacts.... nyma caught him once trying to put them on again and put an end to All That Real Quick

nyma has brown eyes too and they're super dark, almost black, and that shits breathtaking bro. she usually has her real hair dyed blonde all the time and permed but she also likes to wear wigs and get braids too because she knows she looks damn good in them. everyone is jealous.

lance has tons of super light freckles. Enough said. nyma has a birthmark on her hip that's kind of shaped like a horse if you look at it from the right way

lance: you were a horse girl as a kid weren't u

nyma: how fucking dare. how fucking dare you say that. I really do have to laugh.......

nyma: obviously I was a warrior cats stan

lance's sense of fashion ranges from 'i went to California for a week once and now I can't stop wearing sweatpants and slides' to 'It's surprising I haven't gotten robbed at this point'. Lance is a scholarship baby so all the money he saved up through countless jobs and the one he already has at a coffee shop almost exclusively goes to clothes and kombucha

Nymas sense of style is definitely more on the eccentric side but since she looks good in EVERYTHING she gets away with it. think dollskill but with more neon colors and designer. she's the kind of person that never wears the same shade of lipstick for a whole month and has a box full of makeup palletes that are almost untouched and everyone who has seen it is both jealous and in wonder FENTYWAYS...

Keith goes over to lance's apartment for a project of sorts and immediately assumes that Lance and Nyma are a thing (they're very platonically affectionate, Nyma will kiss lance's cheek and they cuddle sometimes) which is disappointing but it's not a surprise considering Lance is so Lance and everyone else acts like they are dating so that must be the case, right?

lmao you thought.

nyma: holy shit. holy Fuck. God, allura is so hot. I would probably die if she brushed past me. I would die happily knowing I've been blessed by the touch of an angel.

lance: yeah haha she's really pretty.

keith, struggling to not choke on his coffee hearing All This at 9:31 A.M. in starbucks:

Keith asks if he can take photos of the two of them for his photography insta and they both jump on it so they can flex being sexy and afterwards Lance thanks him with a kiss on the cheek and Keith is sent REELING into gay mayhem.

lance: do you think that was like..... too much.

nyma: i think men are dumb that's what.

I mean u can't really blame Keith because Lance and Nyma are constantly joke-flirting with one another on social media and are in almost every one of the others photos in some way, or at least tagged, so by the time Keith actually works up the nerve to ask about that, it's been WEEKS since Lance kissed him and he's been miserably failing to ignore it

keith: so.... how's nyma doing?

lance: she's good! She's spent all day dying one of her wigs so she went for a coffee run lol. probably will hang with allura and shay later too

keith: and.... that doesn't make you jealous?

lance: LOL no.... they could never compete with me (talking about being Nyma's best friend)

keith: oh.... well, it's good that you trust each other a lot in your relationship.... you seem like a really good boyfriend

lance: wat the fuck did you just say.

as soon as lance explains that nyma is not his gf and they're just bffs Keith is like ohthankgod.jpg and almost accidentally asks lance on a date before he stops himself and is like.... dumb gay bitch calm DOOOWWWNN

after that it becomes very obvious that nyma and lance r just friends at least for Keith mostly through dumb shit they say to one another

lance, sitting with hunk, pidge, and Keith at the library: hey guys wanna see something cool.

pidge: go for it

lance, clearing his throat: she think she bad but I'm better, these bitches tryna play catch up-

nyma, coming out of nowhere: SHUT THE FUCK UP WHEN I'M TALKING LIL BITCH, PUT YO HEAD DOWN WHEN YOU TALK TO A PIMP-

Nyma and Lance have self-care nights every Friday, sometimes Allura or Shay will come, and very RARELY Keith if only to spend time with Lance. also? Allura and Shay are dating, die mad about it.

They do waxing, exfoliation, mud masks, moisturizing treatments, hair masks, painting nails.... need I go on. it's basically whatever they want to do that week and when Keith reluctantly agrees to participate one day Lance goes mental

lance: OK so here's what I'm thinking. it's obvious you haven't really had a self care day for a while, which is like, fine, you do you, but holy shit are your split ends bad. I was thinking maybe I could trim them and then we could do a hair mask? Oh! A face mask would be good as well, even though you've practically got perfect skin. I'd offer to wax but for first timers the pain is a bitch to handle on the face. I'm not sure if you'd be an acrylic kind of guy but I have some black nail polish that I could put on- wow, your hands are really big compared to mine, and they're so soft, haha, isn't that crazy? so what do you think?

keith, still reeling from the fact that lance is going to touch his hair, face, and hands in the next several hours: uh......yeah..... sounds great.

nyma, sitting on lance's bed in nothing but a bra and sweatpants, smoking a blunt and readjusting her sheet mask: *long exhale* christ

Shay got Lance into the whole healthy organic food thing and in turn he got Nyma into it so they're both the bitches who drink nothing but Fiji water and almond milk and will offer you a plate of sliced cucumbers and tomatoes as a snack. we Stan a vegan couple.

keith: these are actually really good.

nyma: we usually put them on our eyes, but go off I guess.

keith:

nyma: nah I'm just fucking with you, we have different cucumbers for that

by the end of the night Keith feels like he's been cleaned by a car wash and he's dizzy from all of lance's thoughtless affection and when lance says he can stay the night because it's already late, Keith mindlessly blurts out 'only if it's with you' and nymas like.... um. Wig.

keith, laying stiff as a board on one side of lance's bed: uh

lance: oh my God you gay bitch get over here and spoon me. also kiss me on the fucking lips bro.

Nyma owns a cat named Beezer that she stole from her old roommate (rolo) but calls her beebo because quote 'beezer is so fucking lame bro i hate men'. Lance owns a Russian blue mix called, you guessed it, Blue, that he found stuck in his apartments basement only a few days after moving in. Nyma and Lance are WEAK

lance: ohhhhh look at my pretty baby sitting on the table all cute and relaxed!!! look at that baby!!! fantastic stuff!

nyma, putting her head on beebos belly: You Are So Soft And So Chubby I Would Die For You

pidge would also die for the both of them

OK I'm tired and uninspired so I'll stop here but I MAY ADD MORE LATER

[angelixii]

1-140 (anything you haven't answered already) - Felix

Oh, hello! Thanks for the ask!! 💕

3 fears - Spiders (I get frightened when I think about them) heights (slightly) and the public (anything like murder, kidnapped, ya know stupid people)

 3 Things I love - Music, Idols, and animals

 2 Turns on - ig Hats (like snapbacks) and glasses

 2 Turns off - oof I don’t really know.. ig self absorbed or a fudge boy

 My best friend - C: @straykids-sk (wuv you)

 How tall am I - 5′2

 What do I miss right now - My cat that passed away :c (her name was P.J)

 Favourite color - Blue, red, and sometimes green

 Do I have a crush - no not really

 Favourite place - my home

 What am I listening to right now - theres a website called asoftmurmur.com and it has noises like rain or waves and stuff like that

 Shoe size - pretty sure 10 in US womens

 Eye color - brown

 Hair color - light-ish brown

 Meaning behind my URL - I chose Felix cause hes my bias wrecker and hes angelic C:

 Favourite song - Theres like a million but 5SOS’s She Looks So Perfect wil always be a favorite (idk why)

 Favourite band - Ill just chose Stray Kids cause I don’t wanna write them all out

 How I feel right now - kinda tired but ig ok

 Someone I love - Ill say my best fren Georgia (@straykids-sk) cause i wuv her

 My current relationship status - single and i kinda wanna stay that way for a while

  My relationship with my parents - We all live in the same house and its just us (I have one other sister but she moved out. But shes here a lot tho) and we all get along well

 Favorite season - probably Spring c:

 Tattoos and piercing I have - none and I don’t really want any

 Tattoos and piercing I want - ^^^

The reasons I joined Tumblr - Georgia wanted me to and I thought it would be fun (I was right c:)

 Do I ever get “good morning” or “good night ” texts? - no :/

 Have I ever kissed the last person you texted? - oh heel no she my best fren I would never

 How long does it take me to get ready in the morning? - when I have school like 20 minutes at max

 Have you shaved your legs in the past three days? - I did today

 Where am I right now? - at my house on my laptop c:

 Do I like my music loud or at a reasonable level? - reasonable level cause I’ve always had ear problems and they are sensitive (even tho I always have my earbuds in)

 Do I live with my Mom and Dad? - yup

 Am I excited for anything? - not that I can think of no

 Do I have someone of the opposite sex I can tell everything to? - nope :/

 How often do I wear a fake smile? - not THAT often

 If I could meet anyone on this earth, who would it be? - oooof I don’t think I could answer that question

 What do I think about most? - probably k-pop

 Do I prefer to be behind the camera or in front of it? - Definitely behind

 What was the last lie I told? - It was kinda a joke but “i’ll do it because im the good child”

 Do I prefer talking on the phone or video chatting online? - Eh depends on who it is but facetiming/video chatting

 Do I believe in ghosts? How about aliens? - ghosts kinda and aliens, I mean sure we’ve barely discovered space, who knows whats out there

 Do I believe in magic? - sometimes yeah

 Do I believe in luck? - I mean yeah

 What’s the weather like right now?- theres nothing really going on

 What was the last book I’ve read? - uhhhhhh fully on my own (not in class)? The Maze Runner Scorch Trials

 Do I have any nicknames? - Kassadoodle, Kassidilla, Kassy

 Do I spend money or save it? - I’m trying to save as much as I can rn in my little money jar c:

 Can I touch my nose with a tounge? - nah

 Favourite animal? - Lions and Fennec Foxes

 What was I doing last night at 12 AM? - uhhh im pretty sure saying goodbye to Georgia on video chat

 What’s a song that always makes me happy when I hear it? - oo um I cant really think of one rn :/

 What is my favorite word? - yeet

 My top 5 blogs on tumblr (not in any order)

@honeylixs

@zoxsu

@tinyfigureskater

@stray-kids-dork

@straykidsmate

 If the whole world were listening to me right now, what would I say? - I probably wouldn’t say anything cause im shy and afraid people would judge me on what I say c:

 Do I have any relatives in jail? -not that I know of

What is my current desktop picture? - a pic of Bts

Had sex? Bought condoms? Gotten pregnant? Have I ever kissed somebody in the rain? Had job? Smoked weed? Smoked cigarettes? Drank alcohol?

no to ALL those questions C:

Am I a vegetarian/vegan? - nope don’t think I could ever

Been overweight? - …

Been underweight? - no.

Gotten my heart broken? - nah

Been to prom? - nope

Been in airplane? - nope and I never want to really

Learned another language? - I take required (cause im one of the more intelligent kids in school. I know shocker right?) Spanish classes in school but im on summer break so I dont remember any c:

Wore make up?- nope

Dyed my hair? - nope

Had a surgery? - plenty of ear surgery and had my tonsils removed

Met someone famous? - nope

Stalked someone on a social network? - nope

Been fishing? - no but my dad has always wanted to take me and it sounds kinda fun

Been rejected by a crush? - nope never really had one and if I did I would never have the guts

What do I want for birthday? - ooo idk but i have to wait till next year anyway cause its already passed

Do I like my handwriting? - sometimes when my hand cooperates

Where do I want to live when older? - with my girl Georgia

Have I ever got caught sneaking out or doing anything bad? - nope ima good child (yeah ok suuureee)

What I’m really bad at - running :/

What my greatest achievments are - managing to keep straight A’s and I dont even study cause im online so

The meanest thing somebody has ever said to me - “u bird cage” - Georgia c;

What I’d do if I won in a lottery - ooooooooof idk

What do I like about myself - uhhhhh heh ig my hair or eyes/eyelashes

My closest Tumblr friend - Georgia (yes I do know her irl but shes honestly the closet tumblr friend I have so)

Any question you’d like? - hmm idk

Are you outgoing or shy? - definitely shy, unless with people im close to then quite crazy

What kind of people are you attracted to? - funny, cute and nice people

Do you think you’ll be in a relationship two months from now? - hA no

Does talking about sex make you uncomfortable? - kinda

Who was the last person you had a deep conversation with? - oof idk

What does the most recent text that you sent say? “ohhhh no XDD” (sent to Georgia)

What are your 5 favorite songs right now? - (I already answered this question and don’t wanna answer again)

Do you like it when people play with your hair? - yes I love when freinds at school did (once we were watching a movie in Spanish and my friend next to me was playing with my hair and I almost fell asleep heh)

Do you think there is life on other planets? - totally

Do you like bubble baths? - I haven’t had one in forever

Do you like your neighbors? - only one cause I think im related to them somehow or they are to like my uncle

Where would you like to travel? - out of this hell hole country c:

Favorite part of your daily routine? - checking my tumblr and stanning talent

What part of your body are you most uncomfortable with? - stomach

What do you do when you wake up? - check my notifications on my phone

Do you wish your skin was lighter or darker? - I wish it was more tan than it is (im quite pale)

Do you ever want to get married? - yeah

If your hair long enough for a pony tail? - yes but I hate pony tails so I never do it (I used to all the time as a kid)

Would you rather live without TV or music? - I rarely watch t.v anymore and listen to music almost all day so

Have you ever liked someone and never told them? - I mean yeah

What are your favorite stores to shop in? - I dont really have one for clothes but I do like Walmart

Do you believe everyone deserves a second chance? - I mean sometimes

Do you smile at strangers? - If the smile at me first yeah

Have you done anything recently that you hope nobody finds out about? - not that I can remember no

Ever wished you were someone else? - no (as much as I hate myself no)

Favorite makeup brand? - son;t wear any so I dont got one

Last thing you ate? - a Reese cup

Ever won a competition? For what? - not a big one I can remeber no

Ever been in love? - c:

Facebook or Twitter? - dont have a fb and i barely use twitter anymore but twitter

Twitter or Tumblr? - DEFINITELy tumblr

Are you watching tv right now? - i mean its always on for bg noise and light so ig so

What color are your towels? - all kinds of colors

Favorite ice cream flavor? - either Strawberry with out the strawberries or cookie dough

First person you talked to today? - my mom

Last person you talked to today? - Georgia

Name a person you hate? - C: theres too many

Name a person you love? - once again, theres too many

Is there anyone you want to punch in the face right now? - C: theres too many

Do you tan a lot? - I barely go outside so thats a no

Have any pets? - too many

Do you type fast? - I mean kinda yeah

Do you regret anything from your past? - everything XD

Ever broken someone’s heart? - I highly doubt it

Have you ever liked someone so much it hurt? - C:

Is cheating ever okay? - hell no

Do you believe in true love? - I mean sure

What your zodiac sign? - Pisces

Do you believe in ghosts? - why is this question on here twice?

Get the closest book next to you, open it to page 42, what’s the first line on that page? (via catscuddlingandyou) - “…but not at all overwhelming, the balance of the different fragrances was subtle and flawless.” Twilight - Breaking Dawn (Do NOt ask me why thats the closest book its not mine and ive never read it and i NEVER plan on it)

oof that took like two hours heh.. its now currently 2:18am. and im very tired

but thanks for the ask anyway love! Im sorry for the wait! I was busy today. But im probably going to go to bed now