#shcoking to say the least!!

[littlecornerinbrooklyn]

there was a hawkfish at the store I pet store I worked at that had been there for 5+ years and the head of the department and I were having a conversation about how glibly people will speak about the fish that have died in their care (it was so common to have a parent come in and "replace" all the pleco's because they messed up while cleaning the tank and the kids due home from school in a few hours) and what kind of policy we could potentially have to educate and curb the idea that we would just keep supplying new fish when there was clearly a lack of willingness to change behaviors (like the same people would come in over and over and laugh about "accidentally" killing another beta fish and it's like maybe don't say that so loudly and unashamedly in the place you're coming to get another one) anyway the guy pointed to the hawkfish and reminded me that the fish was smarter than any of the other pets in the store but because we couldn't hear it speak we didn't honor it's intelligence and i just think about fish and their lives a lot differently after that

[coldfanbou]

Imagine how Lisa's billionaire boyfriend and Somi's dad would react if they became adult entertainment stars, especially if they did a shoot with something like BLACKED

Shcoked to say the least

[oristendir]

Lan Jingyi begins simping for Sect Leader Jiang the minute he sees him. How could he not? The man was practically dripping with sex appeal: his tan skin glowing in the sun, muscles rippling under his robes, lips set in an attractive scowl. It didn't help that when Jingyi saw him first, he was correcting his younger disciples' sword forms. He was hot AND sweet?? And then he turned around and smiled at him (well it was actually at Jin Ling who was behind him, but Jingyi was NOT ready to admit that this godlike being hadn't spared him a glance). Jingyi was gone faster than Grandmaster Lan could scold him about breaking rules.

And Jingyi was never subtle about his crushes. So all of his friends knew he was crushing on Sect Leader Jiang (to Jin Lings horror. "Thats my JIUJIU" he said, "Hes so old!" he whined. Thats fine. Aged wine was far better than new, in Jingyi's humble opinion.) Jingyi was hesitant only to admit it to the Sect Leader himself because, regardless of Ouyang Zizhen's insistence, if Sect Leader Jiang said no or laughed, then Jingyi WOULD die, thank you very much.

But again, Jingyi was not subtle. So of course Sect Leader Jiang found out. But he didn't laugh. Senior Wei laughed, and Hanguang-Jun looked disgruntled to say the least. But Sect Leader Jiang just looked at him. And then he smiled. (Jingyi almost died right there). And he said a sentance that Jingyi would never forget. A sentance that shocked everyone there to their core. He said, with a crooked grin on his face, joy in his eyes:

"You mean I've reached Wen Ruohan levels of molten hot?"

Jingyi bluescreened. Senor Wei stopped laughing and stared in shock. Silence. And then...

"What the fuck?"

Hanguang-Jun broke the silence and shcoked them all yet again. Sect Leader Jiang simply shrugged.

"What? I have eyes, you know. That man was so hot I would have licked the floor he walked on if he hadn't been an asshole. He checked all my boxes."

Chaos.

After it was all done, Jingyi realised something very important, that he couldn't believe he didn't realize earlier.

Sect Leader Jiang's type was DILF. And Jingyi was not a DILF.

[apenapaperandadoofus]

Can i request seven with mc who is being kidnapped (posibbly getting hurt/tortured) because of sometrouble related to seven's agency work, maybe they want revenge or smth, its up to you mc ends up dead or alive when seven finally found her (i prefer her dead but idk tbh i just want to see saeyeong suffer rn lmao, and i like to watch my own heart breaking after that T-T) THANKYOUU IF YOU R DOING IT ♡♡

Oh shit hell yeah T_T

I think I made it a bit dark, so maybe we’ll add a happy end

ALSO HEY! Listen to the saddest song you can if you want to! That way you can get the full experience lmao

Regret:

(Saeyoung x MC, TW: May include mentions of suicide, sexual abuse, and torture, so if you feel uncomfortable with any of this please don’t read it! I think I made this a bit too dark, so please watch out!)

The sun was setting. It had gotten cold, since they were in a mountain. There was no sound, and only if you were paying attention, you would notice the three men hiding behind some trees and bushes.

A bit farther away you could see a big old building. A few men guarding the entrance.

To Saeyoung Choi, the building gave him the feeling as if he was suffocating. But right now he couldn’t focus on that.

He was currently hacking into the building’s security cameras. He was checking the layout of the place, checking how many guards there were, places to hide and places where you might be locked up.

“Hey, zero seven, are you sure they aren’t leading us straight into a trap? It was way too easy to find them, barely took us a month. You know better than anyone that finding their spots takes way longer than that.” Vanderwood said, as he took one last puff from his cigarette and threw it on the ground, stepping on it to put it off.

“Lets just trust him for now. And could you please not smoke in the forest? You’re making me want to puke.” Saeran, who was crouching beside his brother glared.

“Hey, I didn’t even want to come here. The least you could do is let me have one last cigarette if I die.” But Vanderwood silently complied and didn’t touch a cigarette again.

Finally Saeyoung, who was looking at his computer intensely turned around and ran a hand through his hair. “Alright, I memorized the layout. I know places where we can hide, and I think I know where she is being held. We’re going in at midnight.”

Both men nodded and waited until the time came.

.............

“Where is she?! Did you have anything to do with this?!”

Saeyoung grabbed Vanderwood by the collar and shook him, hard. He scoffed and glared at Saeyoung.

“I left the agency with you, remeber?! Why would I be back again with them, that place is fucked up...and...if they got hold of her then we should give up. She’s probably already dead.”

Before Vanderwood could say anything else he felt an immense wave of pain on his cheek. Saeyoung had just...punched him. He had the nerve to punch him.

That night, well, both men ended up bruised. But then Vanderwood saw how much he cared. And how much it hurt him.

He agreed to help, but only if he got a reward. He said he only did it because he wanted to make some quick cash, but deep inside, Vanderwood was also worried. He honestly didn’t want anything to happen to you.

............

Saeran wasn’t allowed to go in, so he stayed outside, trying to look out for any danger.

If Saeyoung or Vanderwood sent him an SOS he was supposed to immediately leave, and send some coordinates to the chatroom. Jumin would know what to do.

Of course Saeran got mad. Saeyoung said he was only trying to protect him, but he wasn’t having any of that shit.

When Vanderwood and Saeyoung left for the building, they hadn’t made up, and Saeran was still mad.

Both men made their way slowly to the building. Saeyoung had always preferred being sneaky instead of taking out every guard they found. But Vanderwood decided to not take any chances, and whenever he could he would kill one of the guards.

Still, they walked quietly, hiding in the shadows, and of course they went unnoticed I mean, both of them were the best of the best. Sneaking through those guards was a piece of cake.

Slowly, Saeyoung and Vanderwood reached the third floor. In there, Vanderwood had to take care of a few...nuisances....but quickly the made it into the door and opened it.

The room smelled horrible. It smelled strongly of iron, and of something...rotten.

There was an endless pile of corpses in front of them. Saeyoung quickly got over to it, searching and scanning, hoping that it wasn’t true, that he was wrong.

“Zero seven!!! In here!” Vanderwood screamed and Saeyoung quickly looked behind him.

Vanderwood was in a corner, his gun pointing at the door. “You go get her out while I look out for any more guards.”

Saeyoung quickly nodded and went over to where Vanderwood had pointed.

And he felt his knees buckle.

You were tied up, undressed, with your arms above your head, your face and body filled with cuts and bruises.

Parts of your stomach were a deep purple, and your arms had x’s cut all over them.

Saeyoung...he froze.

Seeing you like that.

It was his worst nightmare.

It was the one scenario that had always haunted him, that made him unable to sleep at night.

And it was happening right now.

Saeyoung made his way over to you, and you let out a dry gasp as you tried to squirm. Saeyoung felt his heart crack as he saw your terrified eyes look up at him.

But then...your expression. It changed. It went from scared...to being glad. To being happy.

Saeyoung...he thought he’d never see that expression again.

“Sae...Sae...young? Sae...young is...is it....really you? I’m...I’m not....dreaming am I?” Your voice cracked, as you tried to let the words out, and your eyes started filling with tears.

Saeyoung sniffed and he cupped your cheeks.

“It’s me. Y/N....it’s, it’s really me...”

When he broke your chains you fell to the ground, but Saeyoung quickly caught you and hugged you, running his hands through your hair, crying, sobbing. You were alive....you were alive and he had found you.

Saeyoung took off his sweater, and gave it to you. As he helped you out it on, he slowly looked at your body.

Cuts and bruises. All recent. He saw them on your neck, on your legs, everywhere. He had to control himself to not go on a murder spree right then and there.

“Hey. We don’t have much time. Move it.”

Vanderwood said, and then his eyes widened as he took a good look at you. His hand tightened around his gun, and his expression became dark. He didn’t say anything, but he along with Saeyoung helped you stand up.

You could barely walk, since your legs were so beaten up.

The whole time Saeyoung carried you he cried. He just...this was all his fault. Everything.

He was so shcoked that he could barely breathe, everytime he looked at you he felt a pamg on his chest. This was all because of him.

You quietly made your way down to the first floor, you whimpering every time you walked a bit.

“Hey...hey Y/N. Look at me. It’s going to be alright, everything is ok.” Saeyoung tried to encourage you, to try and show you he was confident everything would turn out alright.

But he was lying.

He knew that as soon as you got to a hospital he had to leave. Leave you, leave his brother, leave the RFA, everything. If he stayed...he would only hurt them. He would hurt you.

“SAEYOUNG FUCKING MOVE THEY’RE BEHIND US” Vanderwood screamed, and Saeyoung snapped out of it.

He carried you on his back, running as fast as he could, the guards close behind you.

Gunshots and yells could be heard everywhere, Vanderwood kept turning around to try and shoot, but he only managed to get a few guys.

You cried, as you heard shots so near you, so near Saeyoung.

You didn’t want him to be hurt.

Then, as you were finally near to the exit, only three guys remaining, Saeyoung screamed and fell, bringing you down with him.

Vanderwood cursed everything, and turned back to shoot at the other guys, trying to cover you both.

You slowly crawled over to Saeyoung, who was on the floor, screaming in pain.

They shot him in the leg.

You cried, as you tried to stop the bleeding, but Saeyoung managed to stand up.

He didn’t hear yours or Vanderwood’s protest as he grabbed your arm and led you outside.

Thankfully, Vanderwood managed to hurt all of the remaining guards, shooting them in the legs, and making them unable to move.

Vanderwood came out first and called out to Saeran, telling him to call an ambulance, now.

Saeyoung thightly gripped your hand, and led you out of the building.

He let out a sigh of relief when he saw the blue night sky above him. And he couldn’t help but smile.

They got out.

You were safe.

You were alive.

Saeyoung couldn’t believe it. His heart was pounding and he could barely make out the yells of Vanderwood and Saeran in the distance, and they ran toward him.

He squeezed your hand, not caring about his wound, not caring about anything. He was just happy, to finally be getting out of that horrible place.

But then the next thing he heard, was a deafening explosion behind him.

...........

“I love you so much.” Saeyoung whispered, and you blushed, hiding underneath the sheets. He laughed and pulled them down.

“What? I really do. I love you. A lot. So much that....that I want to have a future with you. I want to take it to the next step. I’m serious.” You giggled and smiled up at your boyfriend, who grabbed you and held you tight, both of your bare chests against each other.

“Saeyoung Choi, are you proposing to me right after we had sex?” You said teasingly, and Saeyoung chuckled.

“Even though this may have been the best sex we’ve ever had, I’m afraid not. But don’t worry, one of these day’s I’ll catch you by surprise, and you’d better say yes. I’m not kidding Y/N.” He caressed your cheek and kissed your forehead.

“I want to marry you. And I will. I want to spend every single moment of my life with you. I want us to get a big house, with a huge backyard. And then, we can modify it so it becomes the coolest house ever!”

“Ohhh can we have a chandelier that pours the drinks?!” You asked excitedly, and Saeyoung nodded.

“Yes ma’am! Even Jumin will be jealous of our home! And after the house is done...well... I want to start a family. I want to see our kids take their first steps, build robots. I want them to have...the childhood I never had. I want to make them the happiest children on earth. And then, before we know it, they’ll get in first grade, and in the blink of an eye they’ll be graduating, and out of the house. They’ll get jobs, their own partners, if they want they’ll even have kids! Or cats, I’m happy with either. And we...we will still be together.”

Saeyoung kissed you and then gave you the brightest smile. “I want us to grow old together in that house. We’ll be taking walks in the garden, or we can read some books. Sometimes dance slowly in the kitchen, our favorite song playing. And I will make sure that happens Y/N. I promise...and you’d better promise too! If you’re with me, you’re stuck with me for the long run!” You laughed and pinched his cheeks.

“Of course I promise! Let’s grow old together, Saeyoung!!”

.........

There was smoke.

The smell of metal, and burning flesh.

Saeyoung looked around, coughing, and then he realized what had happened.

The building had blown up.

Wait...where were you!!?

Saeyoung looked around, his heart about to go out of his chest.

I mean, he was holding your hand wasn’t he? He was?

He could...he could even feel it still around him.

Saeyoung sighed and looked to his side, ready to carry you up and get you away from there.

But then...you weren’t there.

But....he was....holding your.....

Saeyoung looked down, and saw a bloody arm tightly around his hand.

Then everything went black.

He didn’t hear anything.

He couldn’t feel.

He couldn’t think.

He didn’t feel the burns in his back.

Or his broken leg.

Or when Saeran ran over to him and shook him, screaming something.

Saeyoung didn’t notice when a helicopter arrived, and Jumin and some paramedics got out of it.

He was...his head was....it was blank.

If you ask him about the following weeks after the incident, Saeyoung couldn’t reply.

He didn’t remeber.

Everyday, Saeran would come and visit his brother and Vanderwood, who had been hit by a rock and was currently unable to wake up.

The doctors said, ironically, that Saeyoung was absolutely lucky, he did get some very grave burns and everything, but he was somehow still alive!

But he wasn’t either of those things.

The love of his life had been blown to pieces in front of him.

And inside...he didn’t even feel alive anymore.

He didn’t want to...live anymore.

Saeyoung only ate when they forced him to eat, and he only slept when they forced him to sleep.

Saeran would always visit him.

He knew...he knew what it was like. To feel nothing, to not think or to not feel.

And Saeran...he cared for his brother. Deeply.

Saeyoung never noticed him. But sometimes Saeran would go to the corner and cry a bit.

After all....Saeyoung wasn’t Saeyoung anymore.

..........

“Hey.” Saeyoung heard a deep voice call from behind.

He didn’t turn around.

“Oh wow Vanderwood, you woke up? Why yes Saeyoung I did, thanks for caring about me you little brat”

Vanderwood said sarcastically, and then he plopped down on a chair near the bed.

He was wearing a bandage around his head, and he looked thinner.

Vanderwood looked at Saeyoung for a while, and then he gently placed a hand on his head.

“Kid. I’m sorry. She was...she was amazing wasn’t she? Always positive, smiling. Y/N, she made all of our lives better. That’s what she always did.”

Saeyoung clutched his fists when he heard your name.

Before Vanderwood could say anything else Saeyoung spoke up.

“Leave. And don’t say her name ever again or I swear I will fuckign murder you.” He said coldly.

Vanderwood’s eyes widened, and he stood up and stomped out of the room, slamming the door.

Saeyoung immediately regretted his words. But he only bit his lip and quietly cried until he fell asleep.

.........

The funeral was held after Saeyoung had healed. Fully. There was no problem delaying it, since there was literally no body.

Everyone in the RFA showed up.

The day was sunny, and Saeyoung bitterly laughed as he thought that of course the day of your funeral you’d make the weather be so perfect.

.......

Saeran made Saeyoung see a therapist.

Saeyoung didn’t want to. He refused.

But one night Saeran couldn’t find his brother anywhere, and he saw that one of the cars wasn’t in the garage.

He managed to track his twin’s phone, and he quickly drove over to where Saeyoung was, not caring about following any of the signs or to care about other cars.

He got there quickly. And he saw Saeyoung....standing on top of a cliff.

Saeran felt his heart drop, and he slowly made his way to his brother.

“S-Saeyoung! Please listen to me!” Saeran begged. He had been doing that for so long now, every time getting more and more desperate. Saeyoung shook his head and explained that he was a failure, he was only going to cause harm.

“Just, let me be Saeran! You’ll all be better of without me...”

“Don’t say that you fuckign bastard.” Saeran grabbed Saeyoung’s shoulders when he least expected it, and quickly pinned him down. “I NEED YOU SAEYOUNG. I really do! Please, PLEASE don’t make this stupid fucking mistake! You think Y/N would have liked that?! For you to become a mess, to KILL yourself? I’m pretty sure she’d kick your ass if you ever even thought of that!”

Saeyoung looked at his brother, an emotionless expression on his face. He didn’t seem to care that Saeran was crying for him. That he was yelling at him, telling him to stop, that he loves him, and that he doesn’t know what he would do without his brother.

After that he went to a therapist. Even though it did take time, Saeyoung got a bit better. He started talking more, and he didn’t stay in his room all the time.

Recently he’d been prescribed anti depressants, so that was supposed to be helping him.

But Saeyoung still felt empty.

.........

“Y/N. Y/N was...is...the love of my life. You know, I promised her I’d never stop loving her, and I never will. She was...the light of the RFA. She helped us all., she was always there for us. Now...now that she’s gone....everything seems so colorless...meaningless. She was one of the few people who...who saw me for me. She put up with all my shit, always with a smile on her face, no matter how much of an asshole I was, she’d be there. She was there for all of us. Now...now whenever I wake up it’s in an empty bed. I won’t get to hear her cooking in the kitchen, dancing or singing along to cheesy pop songs again. She won’t be there to watch those cringy reality tv shows, to, to nag me when I don’t eat something healthy. I always thought that...that we’d end up together forever, which is why I never really appreciated those moments. I’m sure she’s nagging at me right now for being so depressed. Y/N...Y/N...she, she didn’t deserve this. If I could go back in time...I’d make sure that instead of her, it was me. She’s a much better person, and she didn’t deserve any of this and....I’m sorry. I should probably shut up now, uhm, Jumin it’s your turn.”

Saeyoung left the funeral early. He couldn’t handle it.

Saeran offered to bring him home, but he smiled and told him it’s alright. He was just a bit tired.

As soon as he turned on the car, the radio started to play your favorite song. And he tightened his hands around the wheel.

He rode home, silently.

He didn’t bother to turn on the lights. He quickly went to the bathroom, and washed his face. When he looked in the mirror, he could barely recognize himself. His eyes were red, with big eye bags, and his hair was greasy and messy. It had been so long since he last got a haircut.

He looked awful.

Then he went to his bedroom, and grabbed something from under the bed.

It was a red box.

Saeyoung made his way to the bathroom once again, and sat on the toilet, slowly opening the box.

Inside was a beautiful ruby ring.

He had gotten it six months before you got kidnapped.

He was going to propose soon.

But you had a fight.

He doesn’t even remeber what it was about.

But that day you went home early and Saeyoung went over to Yoosung’s, along with Saeran.

When he came back home to apologize, the place was a mess and you weren’t around.

He spent sleepless nights looking for you, finding out everything he could.

And then he screwed everything up.

If only it had been him the one who died.

If only you had never tried to get close to him, if only you had fallen in love with someone else.

You’d be alive right now.

Saeyoung sobbed, and squeezed the ring tightly in his hand.

“I’m sorry my love. I’m so sorry that I couldn’t protect you. That I wasn’t strong enough. And I’m sorry....about what I want to do. Please forgive me.”

And with that, Saeyoung got on top of the toilet and managed to lift a part of the roof up. It was one of his hiding spots.

Right now, Saeran was doing amazing. Vanderwood too. Everyone in the RFA would slowly feel better, they would manage to accept what happened and will surely, but slowly move on ....except him.

Saeyoung sat on the toilet again, and placed the cool metal object against his head, tears slowly streaming down.

He closed his eyes, and imagined your face, your sweet laugh.

He imagined the both of you holding each other in a heated embrace, or watching movies together, or even traveling the world!

“Y/N...I’ll be there soon...I don’t want to hurt anyone else.”

As he smiled bitterly, fantasizing and remembering all the moments he spent with you....he pulled the trigger.

———-

Jesus Christ, I’m so sorry if that was way too dark. If MC died because of soemthing like the agency...Saeyoung wouldn’t forgive himself. No matter what.

He will blame himself and will try to distance himself so that no one else encounters the same faith. Once again, sorry for making it super angsty

If you have any advice for my writing it’d be greatly appreciated!

[icharchivist]

It's interesting how post Allen's 'death' Lavi is so despondent in his reactions (except reacting to Miranda fixing the boat). He doesnt smile or really look he's into anything despite trying to focus on the new uniforms. Ugh. This reminds me how he and Lenalee were in a lonely sad funk for several weeks over losing Allen. It wasn't until Eshi showed up and Lavi went into survival mode where he could focus on fighting and trying not to get triggered that got him trying again.

YEAH!!  And even there when Miranda fixes the boat he’s shcoked/impressed but... Y’know how Lavi manages to fake a smile.

In the Reverse novel it barely took him anytime after he had to kill Akuma!Dug/Colette to gain back his smile. Bookman even notices on that because Lavi gets back into being friendly almost in the following hour, he smiles, he goofs around, he reminds Bookman and himself of his duty ect...

It barely took a few hours for Lavi to process his grief over Dug. He did... not manage to hide his grief for Allen. Not even for a minute.

He had a direct reaction to Miranda bc it wasn’t exactly something calling on to feelings. But like you point out: he doesn’t smile at all. Even when he jumps around in the uniforms he doesn’t look happy. He isn’t even pretending to fake a smile. 

And i don’t think he even realized that yet. He is so used to revert back into his fake smiles, this is so unreal that he’s... not now. 

Ironically Lavi’s last fake smile before this was when trying to be in denial, saying they will find Allen again, and it’s clearly a fake one since it’s shown he struggles to make one. This is also one of his least convincing smile. And from that point on it only goes downhill.

And it will last a moment. And both him and Lenalee have a lot of trouble processing this grief. But at least Lenalee acknowledge she’s grieving. Lavi’s answer to instead repeat to himself he has no need for a heart is not a solution, ofc, especially since he didn’t process anything from repeating himself that. Until he had to get into survival mode, like you say, when Eshii showed up.

*sighs heavily* man that’s gonna be painful to read again but we’re already into that path huh.

[pseudonymfox]

Connection (9)

Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: Bucky joins the avengers and gets the old room of you  with all the memories you left behind. You seem to have a connection and history but you are laying in coma…

This Part: You meet Shuri for the first time and you have a magical moment with Bucky which leads to something Bucky didn’t plannend...

Warnings: angst, language, fluff!

A/N: Sorry for typos or if it isn’t correct. Not good with the “medical” part of this lmao...I had a first part of this which was so cute but me being me I accidently deletd it...so I hope that is good too..

Masterlist - Series Masterlist

<<Previous Part

Hours went by before you landed in Wakanda and you just woke up in time as the jet landed. Bucky was sadly replaced by a pillow as you opened your eyes again, already being blinded from the light as the back of the jet opened. You felt excited and more nervous by what was actually happening. You stepped outside after everyone else and yawned before you actually noticed where you are. Stunned you looked around. Never once you imagined to come here, you always wanted to as Bucky was here but things changed and now here you are. At the probably most beautiful place you have ever seen.

Wakanda.

“You surprised?“ Bucky’s voice came up, grinning widely besides you and you continued to walk after being stunned from this shock.

“More than that...It so amazing here! Please say we make a sightseeing tour“ you looked around this huge place you landed until his arm stopped you from walking into Steve who stopped to greet the king of Wakanda, T’Challa. You didn’t know what to do so you just kept looking around which caught most of your attention anyways.

“Thank you for your help T’Challa. It means a lot“ Steve explained to him.

“Always a pleasure. Follow me, my Sister is going to love this!“ T’challa chuckled and showed the lead while you and twenty dora Milaje followed you towards Shuri’s Lab. You stayed back with Bucky and talked a bit while Steve explained the situation a little bit further without you noticing it. Moments later you found yourself walking into a big room and a wonderful sight over Wakanda. You waited til Shuri arrived and Bucky excused himself to talk with Steve and Natasha.

“What are we going to do now? What are we gonna tell her when Shuri wants to test her?“ he asked quietly trying not to speak to loud that you would hear their conversation, luckily for them you still tried to take this all in and you were rather in your own little world right now.

“I have a idea but it’s a little tough..” Natasha said sighing and showed them a small injection that was normally attached to her suit. It was a rather strong serum to let you sleep for at least the rest of the day.

“Oh my god are you serious...We have to tell her someday we can’t just put her to sleep everytime we want experience something on her“ Bucky replied and looked at them with a serious expression. He felt bad for not telling you what is going on and he knew exactly how you felt with everyone being so distant.

“God just do it Nat..“ Steve sighed and turned around to you waiting for Nat’s move. She strolled behind you and just threw the interjection like a dart into your neck.

“Ow!“ you shouted from the small pain in your back. You reached with your hand behind your head and pulled the small dart out of your skin, looking at it curious. It just could be Natasha and just as you turned around to her, the world started to fade black.

“What the f-“ was the last thing you could bring out before everything started to get blurry and turned black. Bucky was fast enough to come up to your side and catch you before you hit the ground.

Bucky put you down on the futuristic table in the middle of the room. The rest of the team besides Bucky, Wanda and Steve left the room. Shuri came later strolling in with T’Challa.

“Hello everybody! Great another one for me to fix. How are you feeling Sergeant Barnes?“ She said happily and came up to your side, already starting to check your vitals and stuff nobody really any idea she was doing.

“Good I would say...better“ he replied looking down at you, secretly knowing that you are kind of the reason for it.

“This is a miracle!“ Shuri suddenly exclaimed as she looked at different charts and what looked like your dna as hologramm. They all looked up fulfilled with hope that she had found the reason for you being....well dead.

“Sorry but her DNA structure turned completely upside down. The toxic gas had all kinds of chemicals in it which caused to mix her DNA up and well took control over her“ She explained further with excitement. The four of them weren’t as happy as she was obviously.

“Can you do something to..- to get it out of her?” Steve asked Shuri which caused her to look either questionable and unsure. Can’t mean anything good if probably the most smartest girl on this planet looked at him like this Steve thought and also shared this thought with Nat, Bucky and Wanda.

“I don’t know. She won’t stay unconscious for this long and I don’t think that if she is gonna stay the same afterwards“ She said stopping with her further tests.

“What do you mean by that?“ Bucky asked, not breaking eye contact with you still laying there like you are in a peaceful slumber.

“Well as it looks like the most power in her body is right now that toxic chemical and if I could remove it then I am not sure what is left for her old self also I don’t know if it doesn’t hurt her in anyway if I remove everything from her DNA“ Shuri told him sadly.

“We had a little accident..do you know what that could mean?” Wanda asked stepping forward from the window she was standing at.

“Accident like..?”

“She used her powers to look into her mind and then it might went to far and whatever is inside of her caused an explosion“ Natasha explained for Wanda since it was a touchy subject for her. Shuri eyes widened and her mouth hung open.

“Well I guess we have to take a little blood from her and do another test“ she immediately waved a nurse over who took the blood from your vein. Just as she pinned the needle in your arm the blood came rushing through the tube. The only difference was that is wasn’t just normal red blood. It was pitch black and thicker than normal.

“Ok..don’t worry..I think this is a another syndrom of the gas“ she looked fascinated at the “blood“. The nurse and Shuri left with a sample of your blood which gave them some time alone. All of them standing around your table, Bucky still holding your hand.

“I am going to tell her when she wakes up“ Bucky raised his voice again causing them already looking suspicious back to him.

“No you don’t!“ Natasha and Steve snapped back said in unison.

“Yes I do she has a right to do so. What did you even wanted to say to her when she wakes up?“ Bucky began getting furious again. 

They looked just at each other already knowing that they didn’t really planned this through. Wanda just held herself out from saying something or picking a side.

“Yeah I thought that.“ He said and looked back at you who already began to stir a bit. Neither of them dared to say another word, it had to come to this point either way so there wasn’t a point in discussing it any further. 

“How is it going party-people?“ Sam exclaimed coming in with Tony by his side. The looks alone and the uncomfortable silence that laced in the room could say that it isn’t going well.

“Ughhhh awkward“ Sam mumbled and sat down on one of the chairs.

“Shuri told us what is going on“ Tony explained quietly. It wasn’t the right time to discuss anything more so they stayed put and waited for Shuri to come back. 

“Here is the plan!-“ Shuri came finally through the doors and leaned against the table from you to get everyone’s attention on the results she is showing. Tony was probably the only one who understood a part from it but didn’t really matter if she is explaining it.

“- I could try something but I need her approval and I’ll explain the rest if she is up again“ Shuri said and already began to turn around after everyone nodded only to be stopped again by Bucky.

“Can I make a small tour outside with (Y/N)? I need some time alone with her y’know?“ he asked hoping to show you around a bit before explaining you what really is going on.

“Oh! Yeah you can. I understand” She giggled and winked at him. Bucky just shook his head shcoked after he catched up with what she though he meant.

“No not like that..j-just showing around and yeah that..“ he awkwardly said, his cheeks heating up just from having this conversation with her.

“Ok just make sure that you don’t go out to far!“ she said and disappeared into another hallway.

It lasts something by seven hours maybe even more, it just felt like forever. Almost like a Déjà-vu. The rest left to go sightseeing or sleeping after another long day. The last one who stood like always by your side was Bucky, holding you hand and not even thinking about letting go. It got already slightly dark and the sun began to go down as he felt you hand getting tighter around his. He looked up and waited for more signs while calling you name quietly.

You eyes snapped open and you almost sprung up for just a moment you felt extremely angry. Never once you felt this power or energy in you. You aren’t a really aggressive human but now you felt like you are almost shaking, like you needed to get rid of this feeling, of being so angry.

Bucky held you back from going any further.

“Hey hey hey! Ok wait a sec“ he said calmly holding your shoulders and it actually helpes you calming your nerves.

That sudden feeling of angerness disappeared and you just forgot what had happened with you or Natasha. You head began to spin and you felt a bit low at this point, like you didn’t have any adrenalin left over. Neither could you explain why Bucky was being able to calm you down and bring you back to thinking normal, just being in control again.

“What happened?“ you asked and brought your hand up to you head which still felt like buzzing lightly.

“I..uhm..The suit from Nat was broken and t-that caused to shoot an injection out soo..it you and you blacked out“ he suddenly came up with this random lie just to have it not explaining right here. He saw your sadness and disappointed as you looked outside the window.

“Of course that happens to me! What did I miss? Do we still have time to go sightseeing or something?” you asked worried that you ruined anything. You figured out how long you must have been out as you saw the sun getting down outside.

“We have enough time left for something today and tomorrow too! Let’s go!" he took you hand and pulled you with him before you get another chance of thinking that you ruined anything. Bucky decided to take a few other hallways to not meet someone. He just wanted you for himself without thinking about you being dead or tests they need to do or lying towards you some more. He lead you through a smaller part of the city and more into an open field that lead towards smaller villages. You tried to keep up with him but also seeing as much as you can from the city.

“Wait Buck! Let’s go see the city!” you asked holding him back a little.

“We can see the city later or tomorrow. I promise you it’s worth it where we are going!” he looked for a second back to you and you just smiled back and shrugged with your shoulders. You know that you can trust him and if he wanted to show you something than you would probably follow him anywhere. The road began to get higher as you got up on a mountain. Step for step you wondered where he could take you and definitely after this rocky path and him walking this fast than you would without a question start working out again. It was exhausting and the path also didn’t got easier.

At the last steps Bucky stopped already and as you took the last steps you got hit by the golden looking streams of light. Stunned you joined his sight and saw the massive landscape with the most stunning sunset you ever seen. The sun just started to get down and the last sunlights reached almost every bit of Wakanda. All the huge fields, the smaller villages and behind you the skyscraper of the main city.

“I promised right?“ he said proudly.

Bucky sat down on a larger rock with you besides him. He wasn’t at this point even looking at the sunset anymore instead he found an even more beautiful sight. The light let you shimmer brightly in a soft golden tone, the small smile you had and the small breeze let your hair flow like waves and the peaceful atmosphere that was just created wasn’t worth destroying by saying what he really wanted to do.

You turned around to him and saw him already looking at you with a soft smile on his lips. Maybe it was the moment but you just felt like it was right so you started to lean in, just like he did. Your face now just inches apart from each other. The butterflies in your stomach just started to spread and you felt a comfortable warmness in your chest. Everything that had build up between the both of you and with the little crush you both had just became reality, like in a movie you felt the time stopping. It was just the two of you now.

Bucky hit the realisation slightly that he was supposed to tell you what is going on and why you even are in Wakanda. He didn’t wanted to lie any longer to you. But also this moment was just too precious to pass and before he could even think about destroying this you leaned more in. Your lips now met in a featherlight kiss and not really thinking about stopping your lips collided into more slower and then again in softer kisses and then also into more passionate and romantic kisses. He held you jaw in his hand and with the other he pulled you a little closer.

That was one of the moments in your life you are never going to forget. These who doesn’t happen often, where just everything fits and you never going to forget. He knew by this moment that he is going to marry you no matter what happened or would got in your way. He promised to himself to not let you ever slip through his fingers and never give the hope up.

You smiled into the kiss and your hand ran up his chest and to his hair. Every second of this you would memorize for the rest of your life. Not even thinking about leaving you just stayed there until the stars brightened up the sky and after this night you are pretty sure this is permanent.

The only question left was when he is going to tell you or when you are going to find out for yourself and most importantly how you are going to react.

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Seijou 4 week

(Well I was planning to do the whole of seijou 4 week but depression is an ass so have a day 2 prompt 2 days late instead)

DAY 2 - DETENTION

Honestly, he was so past this.

He was pretty sure that the teachers had some sort of grudge against him, because this was his fourth detention in two weeks and he hadn’t even done anything bad. Yeah he’d been late for like 90% of his classes and had slept through most of them, but this time there had been no bad-mouthing the teacher or shoving other students - he’d thought he’d been pretty good! And yet he walks in only thirty minutes late for one lesson and he's handed a detention slip before he’s even got to his seat. It was pretty unfair. At least he’d shown up! He could’ve just not gone to his boring history class but no, he’d decided to be normal for once and actually turn up this time. And what does he have to show for it? A fucking detention slip, that’s what. He would not be going to another history class whilst he was still in high school, that’s for sure.

Matsukawa threw open the door unceremoniously, slouching into the room and dumping himself in his usual seat at the back of the class. The supervising teacher looked almost as bored as he was as he set down a sheet of paper on Matsukawa’s desk before stalking back to the front of class and leaning on the front desk. He didn’t say anything though, which Matsukawa thought a bit strange - normally teachers were all too eager to get this over and done with.


“Um, not to be rude but can we get this thing started? I kind of wanna go home.”

The teacher looked up with an expression of pure disinterest, “We’re still waiting on one more student.”

Just as the teacher spoke, the door to the classroom opened, and in walked the aforementioned student. He was well built, with an angular jaw and short brown hair spiked to perfection, as well piercing brown eyes that seemed to glare at everything - or maybe that was just because of him. He directed his gaze at Matsuakwa as he walked in - taking him in in all his pierced and smirking glory - before barely concealing a roll of his eyes and sitting down as far away from him as he could possibly get. Matsukawa snorted - so his reputation had managed to reach even students he didn’t know, huh?

“Ah, Iwaizumi there you are. Right, let’s get this over with.” The teacher began, setting a sheet on the boy’s desk and rattling off the rules quickly and easily for the benefit of the newcomer. Matsuakwa doubted he’d have bothered if it was just him, he knew the supposed rules backwards and made a habit of breaking at least one of them during every detention session.

Once the teacher had finished he sat in his chair and proceeded to not pay attention to anything they were doing. Perfect. Matsukawa leant back in his seat, wondering if an hour was enough time to take a proper nap. He closed his eyes, figuring he may as well get started.

He was unsure if he actually napped or not, but one thing he did know was that the slamming of the door as the teacher left the room woke him up out of his comfortable daze. He scowled at the teacher’s retreating figure through the windows, before leaning forward to rest his head on his arms and try again. However, his eyes fell on the other boy across the room from him - diligently scribbling down on his sheet of paper - and a small started to crawl across his lips.

He decided to have a little fun.

“Oi.”

The other boy didn’t move, didn’t even make any acknowledgement that Matsukawa had spoken. For some reason, that pissed him off a little.

“Oi!” He repeated, slightly louder this time. The boy stopped writing for a second, before opting to completely ignore him and continue with his task.

“You got a pencil?” He said even louder, knowing that the boy would rather risk answering than a teacher hearing them. 

The boy barely even glanced at him as he spoke, “We’re not supposed to be talking.”

Matsukawa knew his type: goody-two-shoes, smart in school, probably only here because of a misunderstanding and felt like he was the victim. He’d seen plenty of them come and go during his many stints in detention, and he was so done with their desperation to hold up their perfect rep, and the way they looked down on the so-called ‘problem children’ like him just because he happened to get told off a lot. Yeah, guys like him really pissed him off.

“We’re not supposed to break the rules either, but here we both are, in detention. Now are you gonna give me a pencil or not?”

“No.”

“Why the fuck not?”

“Because you didn’t ask nicely, and we’re not supposed to be talking.”

Matsukawa snorted, “What are you my mum? You’re my classmate, not someone I want to impress, so I’ll say what I want thank you very much.”

“I’m also a human being, and I don’t like answering to rude people. So if you want your pencil learn some manners.”

Matsukawa rolled his eyes. “Okay Iwa-chan, can I please borrow a pencil?”

And finally, the pencil was halted in it’s race on the paper, “Don’t call me that.” He didn’t turn around, but judging by the tension in the other boy’s shoulders Matsukawa knew that he was pushing his buttons (and if there was one thing he loved to do, it was push other people’s buttons).

“So mean Iwa-chan.” He simpered, pouting.

“I told you not to call me that.” Iwaizumi turned around, and Matsukawa could almost feel the heat in his glare. He found himself a little distracted if he was honest, Iwaizumi looked very...intimidating.

He played it off with another smirk, “Now now, watch that temper. Wouldn’t want the teacher to sign you off for another detention when he gets back now would we?”

“If you’d shut the fuck up, then he wouldn’t have to.”

“Iwaizumi!” The teacher yelled as he walked back into the classroom with a steaming cup of coffee in his hand, the disapproval evident on his face, “I’d expect that sort of language from Matsukawa, but not from you. I’m very disappointed. See me back here tomorrow for another detention, see if it can’t straighten out that temper a little.”

“But sir-”

“I don’t want to hear it Iwaizumi, you use foul language you get detention, those are the rules.”

Matsukawa was grinning like a child. For once he got to witness someone else being told off instead of him. It was quite refreshing actually.

He waited until the teacher had sat down and gone back to his work before muttering so only iwaizumi could hear, “Tut tut, naughty little Iwa-chan, swearing like that in front of the teacher. You ought to learn some respect.”

He saw something flying at him out of the corner of his eye, and found himself unable to react as the projectile hit his forehead with deadly accuracy before clattering noisily to the floor. He looked over at Iwaizumi, a little shcoked when he saw him half out of his seat and the pure anger written into the frown that pulled at his face. He glanced towards the floor to see exactly what the idiot had thrown at him, and saw a pencil lying innocently atop the floorboards.

“Here’s your fucking pencil.” Iwaizumi spat, sitting himself back down with a huff.

Matsukawa smiled as he scooped up the pencil from the floor, listening to the teacher reprimand him for a second time today and wondering if maybe the guy wasn’t so bad after all.

[youremyonlyhope]

The Dance of the Dragons

2 things:

1) That last episode was worthy of a season finale... so where is this season possibly going in the last 2 episodes... How do they follow that?

2) ... Avatar: The Last Airbender did the Dragon Dance first. God that show is so good.

OK. On to the episode! Oh wow. Just Adult Content and Adult Language. I had noticed the metal necklace/broach/accessory that was on Dany’s chest last episode... but in the recap just now I noticed that it has 3 dragon heads at the center. So awesome. When did Dany have the time to commission someone to make that?  Hey. Don’t tease me and show me Gendry when I know he’s not coming back for at least another season. Rude.

...We’re at episode 9... and literally have seen NOTHING of Bran. WHERE IS THAT BOY?

OH NO THAT POOR HORSE. Countrycide. You better not be salty and decide to not let them in... Their reactions to the giant. Same. That was me. Oh Davos. Stannis... you better not be planning to sacrifice Shireen... I like Doran. Ellaria’s so salty... she has good reason... but still. Seriously. This old Tyrell guy still looks so familiar to me... Oh Arya. Please. He’s on high alert... you can’t sneak and kill him now... I don’t like Arya being in a brothel, even if it’s to sell oysters. “Too old.” So this guy wants a child? Pedo. Arya kill him. Oh I really don’t like this guy. He might be the worst on Arya’s list if he’s a pedo.... but then again... the Mountain’s a rapist... Everyone on Arya’s list is the worst. Besides the Hound. Ellaria’s actually understanding... also... was she related to Oberyn? Was that what she meant by comparing them to Cersei and Jaime? So does Stannis... not want to be king? “Forgive me.” NO. I WON’T FORGIVE YOU. REMEMBER ALL THOSE TIMES I WAS LIKE “Oh I like Stannis.” “I like Stannis more and more.” WELL THAT’S DONE. WOAH WAIT SELYSE IS REALLY THE ONE TO GO “WE CAN’T.” AFTER EVERYTHING SHE PUT HER DAUGHTER THROUGH????

...That was painful... I paused to check who the actress playing Shireen is. Kerry Ingram. Props to you. Those screams... hurt...

I was trying to figure out why going from Selyse saying “NOOOOO” and then straight into the applause of the fighting pits was giving me deja vu... Then I realized... Goblet of Fire... Harry landing with Cedric’s body as the crowd goes wild... I am in pain... ....And Daario was wrong about the small guy... Dramatic scene, Jorah’s here, Dany’s shcoked, zooming in on everyone’s faces, blah blah blah can we talk about Dany’s dragon necklace? It’s beautiful.

Oh wow he’s mad at her - WAIT NO HE SAVED HER OH MY GOD. OH NO THE HARPIES ARE EVERYWHERE. Ok whats-his-face-Head-Of-My-House-respect-our-killing-traditions wasn’t on the Harpy side after all... Daario’s gonna die... isn’t he. Tyrion saving my girl Missandei. Yes.

WAIT. Wait. I’ve been spoiled of dragons appearing in a scene with a colosseum... is this now?

Yep. I saw an edit of this scene with Thomas the Tankengine or something instead of the dragon. But I’ve seen this. I’d forgotten that! Ugh. If only I hadn’t remembered literally a second before it happened.

Yeah so... the way to follow up an epic battle between Wildlings and White Walkers... is dragon riding...

I really thought they wouldn’t be able to follow it up but they did.