#here it isssss hopefully it’s not too late

[bucky-iss-bae]

Right Person Wrong Time (Steve x Reader)

Soo this was a request from AGES ago - so sorry for taking so long with it. Hope I’ve done this justice xoxo 

Pairing: Steve x Reader

Fandom: Marvel (MCU)

Request: Would you ever do a Steve imagine of maybe used to be friends or date and one day he sees you in town either pregnant or with a kid so he thinks your married but the father isn’t in the picture for whatever reason you like ❤️❤️

(IF you wanna request something - I’m always available) 

Warnings: None... that I can think of. 

Word Count: 1600

A/N: This was kind of a shambles, I didn't get to do what I imagined when I wrote this, and I’m thinking of doing a part 2... potentially maybe xoxo 

Masterlist

Steve was shocked when he saw you. It had been nearly 2 years since he had last seen you, and letting you go had been the biggest mistake in his life. Yet of all the cafes and coffee shops in Brooklyn, there you sat. A laptop in front of you, papers surrounding you, and coffee, most likely a chocolatey Frappuccino in front of you. He saw a cupcake wrapper, and another cupcake on another plate beside your notebook. He couldn’t help but just stare, in awe of your beauty. You were glowing. He knew how successful you’d become; he was sad that he wasn’t a part of it. But was so proud whenever he saw your name on the front of a book shop, or your book title named as number one.

Yours and Steve’s relationship was the definition of ‘Right person, wrong time’. You were both in love, a love that hasn’t died for him. A love that would never die. But the two of you were in two different parts of your lives, after a hectic few years he was settling back into life, whereas you were in the process of getting your first book published. It was difficult for you both, but you left on good terms, the both of you believing in if its meant to happen, you’ll cross paths once again.

This time he did cross paths with you, you hadn’t noticed him, shocked at that considering Bucky and Sam were arguing behind him over what to order, and Bucky refusing to go beyond black coffee.

But he was too late. He stared at your prodding baby bump realised you were well on your way to having everything you wanted. A family, a baby.

“Holy shit. Is that Y/N” Steve heard Sam ask, Steve turned to tell him to be quiet but it was too late, you had already seen the trio.

You smiled when you saw them, happy to see them, Especially Steve. You were shocked at how your heart still leapt out of your chest when you saw him, all those feelings you’ve harboured deep within you resurfacing. Steve Rogers was your first and only love. Nearly everything about your relationship was perfect, the two of you fit together like a jigsaw piece. You blended in well with his family, despite them being literal superheroes. It just meant that you could ask them questions about how fights work for some scenes in your book, or you were able to ask first-hand information on how different injuries could work. All the research you usually spent hours doing, you could just ask.

But most importantly you were in love with how Steve would do anything for you, he became your person, and his friends became a family to you. He was the one that got away.

You got up when you saw them, you saw Sam and Bucky’s shock to your baby bump, but Steve not as much. He must’ve realised you were here before you had seen or heard them.

“Shit Y/N” Sam said walking up to you and giving you a hug, “I’ve missed you, how you been?” After he hugged you Bucky also went up to you giving you the same treatment,

“You just gonna stand there Stevie?” You asked putting your arms out,

He smiled and hugged you, as soon as he had done, the both of you could feel the warmth and electricity that was still there after all this time.

“You boys in a rush, or did you want to join me?” You asked them,

“We’ve got nowhere to be” Bucky said, warily looking across at Steve, so the three of them went to join you at your table.

“Sorry for all this. It’s just, I’m getting through hopefully the final draft, and its so close to being perfect”

“We read your first one. It was amazing by the way, congratulations.” Bucky said,

“Thank you” You smiled, “That was a different stress, this it’s almost like I need to live up to that same potential. It’s painful because of how many opportunities could come from this”

“Hopefully you’re not stressing too much though huh?” Sam asked, “There’s a lot to congratulate you for”

You chuckled at that and stroked your bump, “Awh, yeah, my life, it’s taken a complete turn. It was a long process, don’t get me wrong. But I’m happy”

Steve’s heart sank slightly at that, knowing you were happy, yet the person you were with wasn’t him. He of course wanted you to be happy, but he figured the two of you would always grow old together.

“You deserve to be happy Y/N” Steve said, speaking up for the first time. His voice still sent shovers down your spine, in a good way of course.

“Who’s the lucky man?” Sam asked diving in straight for the difficult questions, that caused you to laugh a little.

“Don’t get me started Sam. Would you judge me if I said I don’t know” You had a cheeky smile on your face, loving when you told people this.

The three men looked at you confused. They were confused because you were never the type to have one-night stands. Steve instantly worried knowing you would be going through all of this alone.  The other two just shocked at what you said.

“You know, we’ve got an amazing lab, I’m sure with the right DNA sample, someone could find out and track the father down” Sam suggested,

You shook your head, a smile still on your face, risking a glance at Steve, “I meant to get pregnant. Wait no. I went through ‘Artificial Insemination’, I just, I always said that before I turn 30 I want to be a mom. And I know its selfish of me, but I just… I wanted to be a mom, and figured now’s the perfect time. My 2nd book had started going through the editing process when I made the decision. And well after a long and complicated process, 6 months later here I am”

“So you’re single?” Steve asked causing Sam to snort,

You nodded at that, “Yup. As single as I can be, with a bun in the oven though of course”

The two boys looked at Steve, and then you. The two of you making eyes at each other. You were shy to announce that you’re planning on becoming a single mother. But the other two you had seen as brothers, and Steve is Steve. Steve was staring at you with the same look he always gave you. A look that you knew that he was still in love with you, but instead he looked proud.

“Hey Buck, I think they’re calling our name, let’s go” Sam said grabbing Steve from beside you, the two of them leaving.

“I’m sorry. I’ve just been in shock I think since I’ve seen you” Steve mumbled while rubbing his thumb over your hand,

You nodded, “I know. It’s okay though. How have you been?” You asked Steve,

“I’ve… been good. I’ve missed you. That’s for damn sure, but I’ve been good. Better than I was. Living in the Avengers compound at the moment. Rent around here is unnecessary. How about you, I’m just… so prod of what you’ve made of yourself. I always knew that your books would become best sellers. Seeing your name on the shelves. I couldn’t explain the feeling.”

“It means a lot” You whispered, “It shocked me. I didn’t expect to become as big as I had done. A lot of good things have been coming my way since. And with this baby, its like everything for me is nearly perfect”

“Nearly huh?” He asked looking at you with a twinkle in his eyes,

“I mean Mr Rogers, I just… I missed you like hell as well. I always figured you were the one that got away. And seeing you stood there, it just, those feelings never went away”

“They didn’t?” He asked, “Then you should know that I’m still madly in love with you as well.”

“We’ve both changed so much though…”

“I don’t care. Change is good right. We always said if we crossed paths once again…”

“But I’m pregnant” you then added,

“Makes it all the more perfect. Let me take you out. On a date. Let me woo you like I used to, let me make you mine again. Only if you let me”

“You want to still take me out?”

“It’s only ever been you” He said shaking his head, “Everyone knows that.”

You couldn’t help the smile that had crossed your face, everything would really be perfect now if you did have Steve by your side. You eyes were slightly glistening in happy tears, and he had a concerned look on his face,

“It’s hormones” you said shaking your head, “I just… I’m happy. It sounds weird, because I’ve only just seen you. But I’m so happy to see you Steve. It just… it makes everything perfect. I’m being Dramatic I know. But again hormones, me being happy”

He smiled at that, “It’s not being dramatic. I’ve got you Y/N. And I’m not missing any of it from now on. We’ll get back to where we were, and we’ll get there together”

It was true, you believed Steve’s words. Because something about the two of you connected. It always had. Steve believed this to. When he saw you, your pregnant stomach, he still had hope as selfish as it may seem. But a thought that also went through his head that it was too late, he hadn’t loved you enough when it mattered, and now someone else did and you would never be his. The thought crushed him, it broke his heart because for him, you’re it. But he’s been given a second chance, the same way he had done at life, he knew with this second chance, the two of you would start the perfect family.

A/N - Like I said, I wanted this to be better, but it is what it isssss - also nil kinda got some inspo from ‘The Backup Plan’ 

[grouptalekindnesssoulstories]

Big Bwother

Otherwise know as once again, Delphine writing about dark sides. Look, I love them okay?? This is pre-accepting anxiety, so some morally grey sides!

Words; 2,089

Warnings: Remus being himself, age regression, arguing, unsympathetic-leaning Patton, mentions of wounds. If I missed anything, let me know!

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Virgil was up far too late again. At this point, he had given up trying to be quiet during the night. Patton was the closest to him, and that was down the hall enough that he wouldn’t bother Morality. Plus, the fatherly side was a heavy sleeper. 

Virgil slunk downstairs to try and find his teabags. Usually, he wouldn’t be caught dead drinking tea. If anyone saw him with his cup, he claimed it was coffee. There was a solo light on, over the sink. That didn’t set off any alarms, it was always on in case someone needed a drink at night. He didn’t notice that someone else was using their dark vision for a late night trip though, until it was too late. 

“Anxiety?” A small voice asked from the fridge area. Virgil shot up, whipping around to see who it was. There was Roman, but he looked like he was no older than 10 or so. 

“Yea? What’s up” Virgil finally answered, crouching down to more the level of the creative side. He was shocked when Remus appeared from behind his brother, looking just as young. The two of them seemed to communicate something silently before both approached him carefully. 

“Vee Vee? hug?” Remus asked, making grabby hands. Virgil melted, opening his arms to the little guy. Remus pulled Roman into them and knocked the adult over. 

“You guys ok? I thought you’d at least be in bed by now” Virgil asked, sweeping the duke’s bangs out of his face again. Roman shrank more from him, and huddled next to Remus. 

“I-i needed something to drink and then something happened. Re appeared next to me and he-he was like me too! I don’t wanna be separated from ReRe again! Don’t make us split again!” The kid burst into tears. Virgil rushed to soothe them both as Remus joined in. He started to stand, shifting them each into an arm. 

“I’m gonna take you guys up to Pat. He’ll know how to help you” 

“No! He’ll make me leave again” Remus sniffled, reaching over the gap towards his brother. 

“Please don’t. I need Re” Roman added, his bottom lip quivering. Virgil sighed, carrying them to the couch. He gave them a blanket, and returned to the kitchen to start some tea, and rummaged in the fridge for some milk. He warmed it up in the microwave and poured two big glasses. 

“Ok you guys. We can watch disney until you fall asleep. I’ve got some milk here for you” He offered, carrying the glasses into the other room. The boys were already tangled together in the blanket.  They twisted to peer over at him, before chorusing their choice.

“Maleficent” “Maleficent”

“Alright mini terrors. Be quiet though, I don’t want Logan and Patton down here criticizing my choices” he fiddled with the remote for a few minutes before starting the movie. He retreated to get his tea before selecting a chair where he could both watch the movie and the other sides. It was also just out of sight of the stairs. 

“RoRo, moveeee” Remus whined half an hour later, trying to shift the larger twin off of him. Virgil jolted from his doze, dropping his cup and vaulting over the couch. He pushed Roman off Remus. Roman was steadily growing back to his normal height, and age apparently. Remus started to cry silently as he realized what that would mean for him.

“Shshshs It’s okay Re. I’m sure he’ll want to be with you still” Virgil bounced the kid, trying to contain his own anxiety over the substance. It wasn’t working, and Roman was waking up again. 

“He never does. Every time he forgets and I have no choice but to go back” Remus stated sadly, his adult intelligence briefly returning. 

“Anxiety? What are you doing here” Roman muttered, shifting upright. Virgil shifted himself away from the other side, hiding Remus from immediate view. 

“Nothing. I was just getting some coffee and you were passed out on the couch” Virgil said grumpily, turning towards the kitchen again. It was then he realized he had fucked up. In his haste to get to the twins, his cup had shattered on the floor. 

“Uh-huh. I’m getting padre, and telling him that you’re up late and drinking coffee” Roman rose from the couch, an eyebrow already raised in judgement. He finally noticed Remus at that point, silently staring.

“Ro” He said simply, moving closer to Virgil.

“I should’ve known! You were trying to sneak my brother up here to cause chaos weren’t you” Roman hissed, stomping towards the pair. Virgil shifted again to place Remus behind him, and out of the reach of Roman’s katana if he chose to summon it. 

“Leave him alone. It’s not his fault you dragged him into it” Virgil hissed, ready to run. 

“What do you mean?” Roman’s voice shook, and his footsteps had paused. 

“I came down here, and you both were here. You were the same age as him, and when I settled you down, because you refused to be separated, you suddenly regrew” Virgil turned around, on the verge of yelling. Roman looked completely shocked, and Remus had long since lost interest in watching his brother. He knew there was a good chance both of them would be run through and didn’t want to watch it happen. 

“....Re? Is this true?” 

“Mhm! Every night!” Remus piped up, almost shooting out of Virgil’s arms. 

“and you let me?!” 

“I don’t have a choice. It’s around the time we...and every time I’m forced to endure it with you. I don’t want to leave. I miss you RoRo! Like I miss Vee Vee!” Remus started wailing, clinging to Virgil again like a koala. 

“Shshshhs. It’s ok little rotter. It’s ok. We can go infect some of his villages into zombies to calm down” Virgil murmured, swaying back and forth. 

“I wanna play with him! I’m tired of trying to pretend like I don’t miss him like an amputated limb!” Virgil smiled slightly as he heard Remus’s brand of thought pop through. He was starting to return to himself hopefully. Unfortunately, the rest of the house had woken up.

“What is that racket” Logan snarled, appearing on the stairs first. Virgil panicked again, and tried to sink out. Roman had crept closer without him noticing, and grabbed hold of his arm to keep him there.

“Anxiety trying to cause chaos” Roman snarled, forgetting all about what Remus had told him.

“Run Re” Virgil tossed him into the air, hoping he would listen. Pat appeared though, catching the kid before he could hit ground and run. Or make more of a racket. It was a 50/50 chance at that moment.

“Thissss isssss wonderful” Dee appeared from the basement stairs, raising an eyebrow at the scene. He obviously was very tired, and did not want to deal with this shit. 

“Everyone. Sit” Logan pointed to the couch, his eyes flashing dangerously. Remus wiggled out of Patton’s arms to sit next to Roman, who pushed him away. Dee ended up picking up the kid, and hugging him with most of his arms. 

“Who ended this mess?” Dee asked. 

“Look. I came downstairs to find both Roman and Remus as kids. I gave them milk, and put on a movie-” Virgil waved at the TV which was still playing said movie “-then let them watch it. I was dozing and heard Remus telling Roman to get off. I looked over and Roman was growing, so I pushed him off. Then I tried to leave” He explained as everyone turned to him. 

“Any idea on how they got that way?”

“It happens every night. I’m pulled up here when RoRo reverts, and I revert too. By morning he’s forgotten what happened and we’re both adults again. Virgil just happened to come across us tonight” Remus piped up, sucking on one thumb.

“He’s obviously lying I wo-” Roman started to protest.

“He’s not” Dee interrupted, his snake eye flashing. 

“I want my brother back. Both of them” Remus said in a small voice, huddling closer to Dee. Virgil melted, guilt filling his gut. He opened his arms and Re cannon balled into him, wiggling into his hoodie. He had missed this. He adored his little brothers, and having Remus curled up next to him filled a void he didn't realize he had. It was filled the rest of the way when Dee scooted closer and buried his face in Virgil’s leg. 

“We have to find some way to fix this. We can’t have creativity reverting every night and talking with..” Patton was saying to the others. Virgil’s stomach dropped again, knowing exactly what the fatherly side meant. 

“Problem seems to be with Princey. Ask him how to fix it” he drawled, falling back into his indifferent attitude. 

“Now, I wouldn’t say-” Logan began to say, having returned to the calm mediator. 

“MY FAULT? This is obviously your’s if anyone’s Anx-i-ety” Roman roared, drawing out Virgil’s name with hatred. 

“Ok. Fine. Glad to know you still don’t care about your brother. Yea. It’s not like I had to break his heart day. after day. after you left him with us!” Virgil snarled back, cupping an arm around the side. 

“Anxiety, that is uncalled for!” Patton scolded, face screwed up.

“Yea, like you’re any better Morality. You should’ve known not to separate them! You’re the reason they’re like this in the first place! If you weren’t so strict, they’d still be one side! AND I WOULDN’T HAVE TO WATCH AS MY BABY BROTHER PINES FOR HIM!”  Virgil screamed at the top of his lungs, jabbing a finger at the Prince. All the other sides cringed away from him. 

“Anx-”

“Look, I’m glad I met Thomas. It was wonderful. But I’d rather leave now, as it seems I’m next on the hit list. 2 out of the 3 of you hate the mere idea of me. Logan, you’re a cool guy. Take care of Thomas, cause it seems like I’ve made it sooooo hard. C’mon little blep, rotter” He nudged Dee up, turning to walk back down the stairs. He obviously was heartbroken, and had no fight left in him. He was cradling the kid side and had his other arm around Dee. The trio were walking down the stairs when a small blur hit Virgil’s legs. 

“ReRe! Don’t leave me!” It was Roman. He had reverted again in his stress, to a five year old this time. He seemed to have no memory of what had just occurred. He just wanted to stay with his brother. 

“Ro!” the other half of creativity de-aged too, reaching for the first. Virgil crouched down, and Roman clambered into his hoodie too. 

“Dee?” He turned his attention from the reunion to the scaly side. 

“You’re wrong. We can’t separate them again. Neither of our hearts can take it” He shrugged, and turned to the other pair. One had shock painted across his face, and the other...looked sad. Logan knew exactly what they were silently asking and he had no answer. 

“Do you want to keep the twins? Or will they come with us” Virgil asked, ignoring the snot and tears down the front of his shirt. 

“Remus will hurt Thom-” Patton started. 

“Can you all stay up here? You’re right, it will tear our hearts apart to separate them, but we can’t lose all of you too. So, please?” Logan interrupted, tears gathering in his eyes. Virgil started to nod, before turning to Dee. Dee nodded too, tears fully emerging from his human eye, and charged into Logan’s arms. The pair sunk to their knees and began sobbing together. 

“Hey boys, can you shift our rooms?” Virgil murmured to the sleepy pair. They nodded and the mindspace snapped into a more united setup. That seemed to fully drain them, and they curled into each other in deep sleep. Virgil couldn’t help but beam as he wrapped both arms around them. After a moment, he zipped up his jacket more so they’d be supported as he talked to the last side. 

“So. You’re staying shadowling?” Pat looked worn out, like he had aged several years in the last few minutes. 

“I am. Now, I want to sleep, so see you in a few hours” Virgil smiled tiredly, moving over to the couch and laying down. He curled around the twins, pulling the blanket over himself. He was asleep before Logan and Dee had moved. Patton had disappeared almost immediately. 

[nadiaabueldahab]

Arabic

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Talk Like an

Egyptian.

Egypt! Where according to wikipedia and other sources Arabic is the national language… but is that under threat? Find out more in Nadia Abu El Dahab talks about

Now this can be just like a normal thing, do you think we are transitioning to a different place? I’d love to know your opinions, as it’s hard to settle on mine mia fl mia. But here’s what I think.

Is arabic going to become a spoken only language? In Egypt.

Arabic, el logan arabeya, lately I’ve had a few questions about it. As a graphic designer, *officially* and as an observer I’ve recently come to notice too much English. Now if you don’t know me I’m Nadia Abu El Dahab, Nadia Jeanne Abu El Dahab if you want some taste of my foreignness, I was born and bred in England and my Arabic is makasar awwi w aslan kolo haga ana arfa 3ameya. What first caught may attention for me to make this video was mother’s day. Mother’s day fy shark el awast. 3id el om - عيد الام is unique to the Middle East and falls every year on March 21st? What I noticed, in Egypt was ‘Happy mother’s day fy kolo heat, I’m talking about, posters, billboards,

In an article I read recently by Peter Hessler for the New Yorker, the journalist explained how he was learning Arabic in Cairo. The article opened up a lot to me, about the history of Arabic vs the Quran, the books and articles debating the point that I”m bringing up which is Arabic being lost?

Now I can easily say, that it would be ideal and very convenient if my second country learns my mother tongue so it will save me any trouble in learning Arabic or writing a different dialect.

Orientalist is a word that I wasn’t aquatinted with before.

As designers, developers in the Arab region, you have the upper hand and the power to make Arabic more accessible,

Maybe older Adobe products (which fun fact that I found out in this article is that Adobe is from the Ancient Egyptian language) didn’t compute Arabic. But they are starting to. And type design is on the rise. (check out my article/interview with Gaber)

Not only this I believe that Arabic and the design of Arabic and calligraphy needs to infiltrate the rest of the world they need to be updated on this Arabic 2.0 update and download it because this (insert image of bad apparel) And they are making money off it xD la222 ana ayza el felous deyat, minfahs ento, feen el design work feyha. Actually I’m not great at type design in Arabic bas I know plenty of people so they’d get the money bas y3ani shway commission for me?

Reading in Egyptian Arabic?

Ways you can support and be an Arabic Egyptian.

Get into reading Arabic/Egyptian books/authors. (Mansour might not be with us any more (allah yerham) bas that doesn’t stop his books from being printed, also Egyptian authors can be born anytime. Check out these young budding book writers.

Write Arabic words in Arabic (sounds like a no brainer but who’s not guilty of that text lingo or Franco as you call it)

Ana andy so2al

aw kaza so2al

bas homa abor3an el logha arabyea

(side note if you don’t know me I was born w raised in England w English is my first language hence why my araby or marsry is makasra awii) (side side note one of my most popular videos is called ana in araby)

youm 21 maris youm eid el om fy shark el awasat

w ana figit info ana short happy mothers day fy kol heta, fy malls, fy compounds, fy akl, yani mist gowa akl y3ani fo2a, el decorations.

w dah eih bas fy shark el awat, malesh dawah fy engleze

this does bring up the so2al been westernization,

bas is Arabic uncool y3ani? aw eno el logia arabeya mish taught well fy madrassa,

sa7i7 there are international, futures, english, american, modern, schools, bas Misr andaha ah huuuuuuge popoulation, w el national language isssss arabyyy

W bardo araby fy typography w design is another element bas dat ah whoooole new video

bas don’t get me wrong ana all for engleze being used to promote egyptian products, ideas w content

Outro - thank you for watching my video, unless you just skipped to the end, which is weird, bas I really hope you liked it, w if you didn’t understand kolo haga isA you can go to close captions y3ani subtitles w hopefully understand what I was going on about xD

Salam

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