#OHH WAIT (these tags were written before i added to the post)

[fractoluminescence]

I just got her so I'll take this opportunity to add the little sand Mayuris to this post :3c

I got bored and started clipping Mayuri faces from stuff, including unused sketches. And then i had two squares left and knew BBS had exactly 2 original mayuri designs, even if the newyears orange was a dumb joke, so threw those in to fill space, even though they're obviously not canon. (also i wasnt sure if those blank ones were meant to be statuesque or if they were just placeholders to experiment with headdresses on, I could honestly see it swinging either way.)

I dunno if this communicates any kind of a standard or average aesthetic for Mayuri's facepaint designs or what, but hopefully it'll be sort of useful to someone out there. For my purposes, I just compulsively move squares around in photoshop. original image for some of the less obvious ones below. (i found a cleaner version of that Jet Black page only well after I'd pasted the tiled image into this draft and im too lazy to go fix it now)

honestly surprising that BBS hasn't used Mayuri for more of their random alt costume stuff considering he;s obviously the most conducive to wild redesigns. Like, no Cacao Society or Spirit Society outfits for him?? Not even just some japanese formalwear like with the parasol sets? Where is swimsuit Mayuri??

[moonguilt]

molten gold

(written for a zine application, but I decided I would post it here and on ao3.  it’s short but i had fun with it :) happy holidays, enjoy!)

Pairing: Keith/Lance

Wordcount: 1852

Read on my AO3 here!

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“God, I’m so boooored.”  Lance’s aggravated face popped up on the Black Lion’s main cockpit window, casting a faint red glow over Keith’s dashboard.  Keith couldn’t exactly blame him; this so-called “space road trip” to Earth was taking much longer than they’d hoped, and inhabitable planets where they could take pit stops were few and far between.

A yellow glow appeared soon thereafter.  “It feels like we’ve been flying for quintants,” Hunk groaned in agreement, his body half-way sunken into his chair.  “Have we been flying for quintants?  I definitely think we have.  I pee approximately every five vargas, and since we left Iyethos, I think I’ve peed like...”  He lifted a hand and started counting on his fingers, then sprung up in his seat, eyes wide.  “Ohh, my God, I’m measuring time in intervals of pee.  My sanity has reached a critical low.”

“Good Groggery, do humans really urinate so frequently?”  Blue light entered the mix as Coran’s excited face materialized far too close to the screen, his body gracelessly crammed into the space between the control panel and the chair.  Allura was leaning as far away as she could, her expression torn between annoyance and exhaustion.

Keith heard footsteps behind him, and a moment later Shiro’s robotic hand settled on the chair’s backrest.  “Well, it depends on the—”

“Alright, no, we’re not having this conversation,” Keith interrupted immediately, already feeling the first pricks of a headache.  “I know we’re all bored out of our minds, but I’m not gonna sit through you guys having some kind of pseudo-scientific discussion about the human bladder.”  He dragged a gloved hand down his face.  “There has got to be something better for you guys to entertain yourselves with.”

Finally, a green-tinted video feed flickered to life on his screen.  “Say no more,” Pidge declared, smirking and cockily kicking her legs up onto the dashboard, only to find that she was a bit too short to maintain the position comfortably.  She struggled for a moment before admitting defeat and sitting upright again.  “Guess who just finished installing the latest Monsters and Mana data into our Lions’ shared network?  As well as…”  She adjusted her glasses.  “... a dice bot?”

Lance was the first to react.  “For real?!” he exclaimed, perking up in a way that Keith, at this point, could admit to himself was cute.  “I mean��if you guys wanna play it, you know, I’ll tag along I guess.”  He schooled his expression back into one of neutrality, pretending to examine his fingernails before realizing that he was, in fact, wearing gloves.

Pidge raised an unimpressed eyebrow.  “Oh, you mean you’ll lower yourself to play a nerd game with us humble nerds, huh?”

“I am feeling charitable today, Pidgey.”

Coran was leaping in too close to the screen again before anyone else could get a word out.  “Well what are we waiting for?  I’ve been wanting to try out my newest campaign for longer than a Yarupian Velrod’s first—”

“Hey, hang on, Coran.”  Lance held his hands together in a T shape.  “Keith doesn’t have a character yet.”  He paused, then jolted in his seat a bit.  “Or, uh, Krolia, or Romelle, or Shiro technically since, uh, you know, the last one wasn’t really his…”  The faintest color started to rise to his cheeks, barely visible in the red glow of his lion’s cockpit.

Pretty, Keith’s mind informed him helpfully.

“... Anyway, plus they probably don’t even know how to play—”

“Of course I know how to play!” Romelle interjected, looking affronted as she squeezed past Coran and into the frame.  “I used to play this all the time!”

“It is a highly popular Altean pastime,” Allura admitted.  Only the top of her head was visible over her fellow Alteans.  It seemed she had managed to squeeze far enough away in her seat to give their unpredictable limb movements a wide berth.

“And I do have my… ah… the clone’s memories,” Shiro added, his words coming out somewhat choppy and uncomfortable, “so… I know how it works.  I think.”

“I will admit I am familiar with the game as well.”  Keith nearly jumped out of his skin as his mother’s voice spoke over his shoulder.  When did she get there?  Wasn’t she sleeping?  God, she was silent as the grave.  “It is an excellent way during free time for Blade members to train their strategic skills and team working abilities through intricate problem-solving simulations.”

“... Yeah that sounds fun,” Lance commented in a flat tone, then waved emphatically at Keith.  “Well still, Keith’s got no idea—”

Keith could hear the obnoxious grin on Shiro’s face as he inhaled.  “Well, actually—”

“Shiro, no.”

“Keith’s not really as inexperienced as you might think—”

“Do not.”

“See, the thing about him and Matt and Adam is—”

Keith didn’t even allow himself a moment of pity over the slight hesitation in Shiro’s voice when mentioning Adam.  He was too busy jumping up and clambering over his seat to tackle his adoptive brother.  Try as he might, though, he wasn’t strong enough to get a hand over Shiro’s laughing mouth before—

“—they were total Dungeons and Dragons dorks.”

Keith let out a garbled noise, somewhere between a growl and a wail, and slumped back into his seat, letting his messy hair fall into his face.  He could have sworn he heard a hum of amusement from Krolia’s direction.

He was allowed a moment of silent wallowing, and then:

“WHAT?  Are you serious?!”

“Incredible!  Why, Keith, if you were already fighting dragons at that age—”

“Shiro, my dude, I love and trust you, but you are definitely lying right now—”

“He’s not.”

All attention turned to Pidge, who was now fixing Keith with a knowing look that he did not like one bit.

“Pidge…” he grumbled in warning.  She merely winked in his direction.

“It’s all true.  Matt would come home and ramble about all the wacky quests he would send you guys on.  He always took it easy on you, though, because you were a wittle baby,” she crooned, sticking out her lower lip.  “Keith was like… thirteen, max, when they started.  And he always played an edgy self-insert barbarian named—”

Keith’s irritation turned to absolute dread; a veritable wave of ice rushed down his spine.  He didn’t even have time to protest.

“—Thunderstorm Darkness.”

You could hear a pin drop in the split second silence that followed.

“... No way,” Lance whispered, and like that, the dam broke.

Howling laughter from all around met Keith’s ears.  He hunched down in his chair and shot both Pidge and Shiro absolute death glares as his teammates laughed so hard they cried.  Shiro had the decency to look at least a little apologetic, but Pidge only fell into even louder hysterics.

“What?” Keith demanded hotly, his burning shame urging him to defend himself.  Kosmo wandered over and began snuffling at Keith’s legs, as if sensing his distress.  “I was a kid!  And it’s not even that bad, you guys are overreacting—”

“THUNDERSTORM DARK—PFFFFTTT—”  Lance’s laughing face was beautiful, even when he was laughing at Keith’s expense.  Stupid beautiful Lance.

Keith couldn’t even find it in himself to stay mad when Lance’s bright laughter echoed around the cockpit.  He was really starting to regret this whole “falling in love” thing.  It definitely gave Lance way too much power over him.

Ah, did he say love?  He meant crush.  Stupid little crush.  Keith was just very gay, and Lance was just very handsome.  And nice.  And smart.  And funny.  And heroic.  And—

“Alright, everybody, that’s enough,” Shiro’s voice cut through his spiralling thoughts.  “Why don’t we give everyone a minute to figure out their characters’ attributes and statistics?  I’d like to make a new one too, personally.”

Everyone calmed down a bit after that; it was valid for Shiro to want to create a new character, after all.  It was his own way of moving forward, in a sense.  Starting fresh.

The team rambled about their past Monsters and Mana adventures while Keith, Shiro, Krolia, and Romelle listened quietly and designed their characters.  Krolia’s choice of a basic fighter class was no surprise; neither was Romelle’s choice of druid, given her love of cute little animals.

When Shiro was finished, he cleared his throat and announced with great gusto:

“My character will be named Kiro.  I want him to be a paladin.”

Hunk let out a defeated sigh, but everyone smartly kept their mouths shut.

Lance leaned forward then, his pretty blue eyes on full display.  It took a moment for Keith to realize that his lips were moving too.  Huh, that’s nice.  Keith liked it when Lance’s lips moved.  Oh, but they were frowning now.  Wait, why were they frowning?

“Uh—what?” Keith stammered belatedly, willing his face to remain neutral.  “I… zoned out.”  He could feel his ears burning and quickly adjusted his hair to cover them.

Lance rolled his eyes and scoffed.  “Dude, you were looking right at me while I was speaking to you, I don’t know how you managed to ‘zone out.’  Unless...”  Something else must have occurred to him then, because his brows furrowed, and concern washed over his expression.

Oh no.  No no no—

“Are you alright, man?  You been getting enough sleep?”  Lance’s gaze swept over Keith’s body, which nearly shivered under the attention.  Keith thanked whatever deity out there that he still had some semblance of self control.  “We don’t have to do this right now if you’re not up for it.  You gotta take care of yourself, Keith,” he concluded, his tone far gentler than it had been just moments earlier.

Oh.

Something twisted in Keith’s chest at the way his name sounded coming from Lance’s lips, soft with worry.  It churned and coiled around his sternum for a moment before melting into his very core, creating a hot gooey feeling that climbed to his shoulders and pooled in his stomach simultaneously.  Lance may as well have poured molten gold into his veins, for all the warmth and all the worth with which it filled him.

“... I’m okay,” Keith managed eventually, dragging himself out of his reverie, only to find the rest of the team dead silent and watching him with amused expressions.  “So.  Um.  What were we talking about?”  He was so ready for this conversation to move on to safer territory.

Lance did not seem to catch Keith’s little moment of weakness, if his cheerful demeanor was any indication.  “I was asking what your character is,” he clarified, leaning forward with another one of those devilish grins that drove Keith crazy in the best way.  “Come on, mullet, lay it on us.”

That was enough to draw a hefty sigh from Keith, but he cleared his throat and answered anyway:

“He’s a barbarian, and his name is Thunderstorm Darkness.”

And, sure, Keith knew his teammates’ teasing would be endless.  But it was a necessary sacrifice.  One that paid off, he thought to himself, reveling in the fresh bout of laughter that shook Lance’s form, and the knowledge that he was responsible for it.

[fabuloussisterofsin]

Hana  (A preview)

Summary: Shinsuke Nakamura X OC Female. Champioship and love are on the line as Shinsuke Nakamura and Missy Baxter meet for the first time. Sometimes love forms by happy accidents, and sometimes it is just fate.  Check out the rest of the story coming to A03 soon! 

Disclaimers: This is story written by me Bi Master Jedi and @obeydontstray. I play Missy and He plays Shinsuke. This is an RP put on paper for you all to read. I want to say that this was written recently and that I went through the Shinsuke tag and saw that an Imagine had this same scenario. I promise I did not see that Imagine until recently and this fic in no way shape or form is meant to be taken from that imagine. This stands alone from that imagine. Another disclaimer is that Shinsuke’s English is a little more broken in this than he actually speaks, we were not aware of this and hope this doesn’t come off as offensive to anyone. We hadn’t really heard him speak english much since he’s only recently been doing long promos and the Chronicle came out far after we started to write this. This will be fixed in later publishing. We are doing our research and doing our best to accurately portray Japanese culture when it is used. 

Rated: M (for future Sexual content)

Enjoy! Please leave likes and Reblog and replies!

Hana: How We First Met

Missy Baxter looked nervously as she got onto the bus. A new recruit from NXT Miss or Miss Kiss as her Stage name felt out of place. Her eyes met with Bobby Roode’s and her walk to find a seat was marked by jeers from Sami Zane and Kevin Owens. She found a seat and sat down not knowing who was beside her. The bus started and soon Missy was asleep.

Shinsuke Nakamura glanced over the top of his novel at the sleeping girl beside him. He knew of her. He still visited Full Sail and saw her a few times during training. She swayed in her sleep with the rhythm of the bus. He didn't move, only smiled when she came to rest against his shoulder.

Missy was dreaming intensely, she made a little whimpering noise in her sleep and a soft snore. She was out cold.

Shin smiled to himself and went back to his book, settling down a bit further in his seat, moving her head closer to his chest.

Missy nuzzled against what she thought was the seat. She found what she didn't know was Shinsuke's arm and she wrapped her arms around it hugging it tight. She let out a contented sighed. “Mmmmmmm." She rubbed her face on Shinsuke.

Shin smiled broadly, his skin crinkling around his eyes. Sami Zayne leaned over the back of the seat in front of them. "Nakamura you playa!" He whispered. He pulled out his cellphone and pointed it towards them. Shin shot him a dirty look and covered the sleeping girl's face with his hand. "No picture!" He said lowly. "Let her sleep." He said deliberately in his thick accent.

Missy stirred a little and nuzzled further into Shinuske’s chest. She sighed in her sleep happily until the bus came to quite and abrupt halt and she went flying forwards and she hit her face off the seat in front of her. “Ow.” She whined.

Shinsuke made a sound of worry, his hands coming towards her face. "You okay?" He asked. "You hit head very hard."

Missy went quiet as she realized who she was looking at. Shinsuke Nakamura. She realized who she had been sleeping and cuddling on. “Uhh I...uummm I.” She stuttered.

Shin gave her a small smile. "Good morning." “Umm Konichiwah?” Missy said butchering the Japanese greeting. “I uh sorry for falling asleep on you

Shinsuke looked amused. "It okay. You are quiet reading buddy." He said, showing her his book.

“Oh I’m sorry you were trying to read.” She looked around at the bus. “I’m sorry.” She felt so out of place.

"It okay, hana." He said, swiftly transitioning from broken english to a single Japanese phrase. "I read, you sleep, you tired."

Missy smiled. “Thank you Nakumora San.” She nodded her head as if to bow. “I’m uh Missy Baxter or Miss Kiss.” She said sheepishly.

"Miss Missy." He said, laughing. "Missy chan sound better." He said, offering her his hand to shake.

"Yeah okay Missy Chan works." She giggled and shook his hand. "Nice to meet you Shinsuke, I'm something of a fan. It's kinda intimidating." She smiled.

"Chan since we are now close." He said, motioning to the distance between them with a grin. "Nice to meet you. Welcome to Smackdown." He said in his slow, deliberate way of speaking.

“Oh cool!” Missy Smiled. He was adorable and sweet and his English was pretty darn good. “If I ever talk to fast let me know Nakumura Chan?” She said almost questionably. “Oh ow.” She said realizing her lip was split.

Shin nodded. "Listening easy. Speaking hard." He reached for her face. "Your lip. You okay?"

Missy was internally screaming. “Yeah I think so just a split lip, nothing too serious, Shayna Baslar broke my nose once.” She laughed.

He shook his head. "She nasty. Not good competitor." He offered her a tissue from his backpack.

“Yeah, I guess that’s why I’m here and she’s not.” Missy laughed. Missy noticed Sami Zane peaking from behind his seat. “Psst what’s his deal.” She asked. She took the tissue.

"He always pictures of people sleeping for instagram." He said, having trouble pronouncing the last word. "Go back to husband, Sami." Shinsuke grinned, motioning to Kevin Owens who sat next to Sami. Sami glared at him and turned around. Missy giggled uncontrollably at the last part of his statement. “Yeah go back to your boyfriend Sammy.” She giggled.

He pulled out his phone, launched his Instagram app. "We take picture?" He asked, opening the picture mode and turning the camera to them.

“Omg Yes Id love to!” She said excitedly. She leaned in and smiled broadly. She was Fangirling so hard.

Shin grinned broadly, giving her bunny ears with his fingers, as he snapped the picture.

She giggled again. “Thanks Nakumura chan, this was nice. I have to fight Ruby Riot tonight and I’m really scared.” She admitted.

"You will beat her." He said slowly before he patted his knee. "Use knee to face." He laughed. As he captioned his instagram photo in Japanese and posted it.

Missy smiled. “Okay King Of Strong style.” She giggled. “Maybe I’ll call it the Shinsuke Shin.” She opened up her phone. “Picture with me? For my insta?”

He nodded. "Shinsuke shin! Sounds good!" He moved in closer to her, putting the side of his face against her and grinning as he waited for her to take the picture. She took the picture smiling broadly and blushing wildly. “Thanks.” She blushed and quickly hid behind her phone. She got up to use the on board bathroom leaving Shinsuke open to conversation with his fellow members.

"She's cute." Sami said, peeping over the seat. "Maybe I'll ask her out." He added. "You better be glad I'm married or I'd sweep her off her feet." Kevin said. "Shin rolled his eyes. "She smart girl. She ignore you."

Missy washed her hands and then took a moment to fix her make up and bit and hair. She sprayed her Japanese cherry blossom perfume on. She came out of the bathroom and walked back to her seat next to Shinsuke. “Hello Kevin, and Sami.” She said quietly.

Kevin and Sami both smiled at her devilishly. "Hello." Sami said. "How are you enjoying Smackdown? Are they letting you on tv soon?"

She looked down at her feet. “Umm yeah actually this next episode. I’m uh fighting ruby riot.” She Said suddenly realizing how low cut her top was and how big her breasts were. “They’ve written me winning.” She Said before looking over to Shinsuke.

"I could help train you some, help you in the ring." Sami volunteered. Shinsuke reached up and grabbed her hand, pulling her to the seat next to him. "She not need your help."

Missy blushed wildly, she found her voice. “Thanks but no thanks Sami. I’d rather not.” She was blushing heavily she was practically in Shinsuke’s lap.

"You ever need help, I help you. Strong style. Not lucha style."

Missy nodded. “I think I’ll take you up on that offer. Say tomorrow maybe?” She asked. "We train tomorrow? Sure! You kick my butt." He teased

“Ohh I don’t know about that, you’re too good.” She said shyly. “But thanks anyway. Domo Arigato.” She said to him. Tired again. She sleepily shut her eyes and tried to stay away from Shinsuke, but soon her sleepy body fell against his.

Shinsuke eased his arm behind her and pulled her against his chest, closing his eyes himself.

[writelively]

So you’re nervous about leaving comments on stories!

(From someone who has written over 150 stories online.)

First I’m going to give some tips for people with anxiety or those who are just nervous about offending a writer! You can skip this though and go straight to the second part if you like. 

The second part (look for the 2′s) will be actual comments that you can copy and paste into the comment section of any story!

Something is better than not commenting at all, I promise!

I get it, it’s hard to come up with things to say that sound genuine and won’t waste the writers time. Well, the good news is: Comments take seconds to read and if you’re not being nasty, it’s never a waste of time!

Yay!

So I can write a short comment and they won’t be upset?

I don’t know about other writers, but (very) short comments are almost all I ever get. And they still make me smile and my heart flutter. Comments are what drive me as a writer! Short ones still make me happy, so don’t worry about it, if that’s all you can manage!

Isn’t it a bit shallow to ‘write for comments’?

What else am I writing for, buddy? I am writing for the fandom, not just myself! I write because there’s a sense of community and it’s fun to talk about the things I love and to make people feel !!~EMOTIONS~!! is the best feeling I get with my writing! It’s what has made this hobby take up so much of my life for a decade and a half.

But what if I want to give constructive criticism? 

Will the person be okay with that? Good question. One good way of telling if they’ll be okay with what you say is: Did they ask any sort of question in the author’s notes? If they did, they are definitely trying to hear your voice, so don’t be afraid to speak your mind!

If you want to give advice or say something that bothered you about a fic, you can say 2 positive things before the negative comment and 1 positive comment to wrap it up. This way, they have lots to be happy about and are more likely to take your negative comment as good natured.

IE:  “Wow, your characterization is so on point! I loved the way you described Frodo’s eyes! I didn’t feel like the fight scene with Legolas really fit the tone of the story, but the part when he rests his head on Gimli’s shoulder was both adorable and hilarious!”  

As a writer, a comment like this would tickle me to death! I would literally go back immediately and reread the parts you talked about. (Ok, I’ve never written LoTR fanfics, but you get my point.)

But I’m not that good with specific writer things like ‘tone’ or ‘characterization’?

Also fine! How about this:

IE: “More of those kisses and cuddles plz! :D Ahh Captain Kirk was so cute! The story could use more dialogue, but I love all the fluff!”

Totally okay to use emojis, keysmashing and text talk. They just further show how you’re feeling and we LOVE that!

But I hated it, disagreed with its content, the pairing, etc? 

Time to read something else, buddy! It’s not worth the stress on your body to give attention to something you hate. If someone was passionate enough about something to write about it, you won’t change any minds. Give your attention and passion to what you love and support the writers who write your interests! It’s better for everyone. I’ve been in fandoms for 15 years now and I can tell you that you will NOT be changing anyone’s mind. For yourself, move on.

I only felt ‘meh’ about this story, do I still have to comment?

Depends! Did you read the entire thing? If you did and still aren’t super ‘into’ it, but also didn’t hate it, maybe just write a simple single line like the ones I have listed below. If it was SO meh, that you actually regret reading it, don’t comment negatively. It could be a new writer and we don’t want to discourage new writers from writing!  You could leave constructive criticism like above, or something small like below.

This writer is clearly very popular / the story already has comments.

Before you decide that a writer has ‘too many comments’ or ‘too many notes’ remember that on sites like Ao3, replies and replies to replies count as ‘comments’. If the writer replies to most of the comments, the number is going to look like it’s double what it actually is. And we always appreciate every comment!  On tumblr, ‘liking’ something counts as a note. Reblogging with out tags or comments also counts as a note, but it’s better than just a like. 

Remember, we love attention. We love to hear what you have to say. I’ve never seen a writer put in their bottom notes ‘Please don’t comment, I don’t care.’

If something has 400 comments or is super old and you think that the author probably won’t care, it doesn’t hurt to write something small! Just give it a shot! Even if they don’t reply, they still might see it.

I see people commenting on my work from 10 years ago and though I barely remember the fandom, it still makes me giggle. I love it!

But in the end, the judgement call on whether or not you’ll comment is yours to make.

I want something to happen in a later chapter, can I tell you that?

You can, but do not demand or expect that someone will steer the story line off where they were going for you. You may want to word in a way that makes it seem like you HOPE it will happen, rather than you ASKING for it to happen.

IE:

NOT this:  Please let them kiss in the next chapter!!  DO this:  Aaaahhh, I hope they kiss, the tension is killing me! NOT this: Make Harry ask Luna to the dance. DO this:  Luna keeps staring at Harry, and he keeps noticing. I see what you’re doing thereeee~ SIDE NOTE: Demanding any sort of smut/kinks/AUs/pairings/etc that the writer might be uncomfortable with and haven’t been brought up in the story is probably not okay. If you want to make a request like that, make sure the writer is OK with requests and if they are, request a completely different story.   

If you’re worried a request might freak them out, try and do a little research. 

Remember, tons and tons of teens and kids (underagers) write fanfics. Many of them may be writing things that are above their age grade. If you accidentally read one of these, just back away and don’t interact. It is illegal.

If you ARE a minor writing things like smut, remember: It’s still illegal. If you have any more questions about this, feel free to ask. But remember, always keep it SFW when you’re talking to an adult. If an adult knows you are underage and still wants to talk to you about / show you / RP smut and the like, back away. That is predatory and real kids AND teens have gotten hurt in this way.

OKAY! If you have more comments or suggestions, feel free to reblog and add them!   Now for the copy and past part of our topic here!

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PART 2: COPY AND PASTE COMMENTS!!

Simple one-liners that you can use and reuse when you’re too nervous to write something yourself! Like I said above, writers will love anything! Just pick one (or more if you like) comment from below that you like, copy and paste it into the comment box on other sites or put it in your tags or ‘reply’s on tumblr! 

No need to mention you used the list AND you can customize them as much as you like!

Many of these are based on comments I have received in the past, that have made me smile! I am not adding numbers, so that they are easier to copy and paste. Feel free to save this in your drafts, if you want easy access in the future!

Here we go:

This is really cute and I would love it if you continued.

This is really good! I like this idea. If you are still thinking about updating it I would be excited to see this story progress.

Awesome :D really hoping you'll continue

This was sweet and I would very much like to read more!

I can’t wait to hear more about __________ !

Love this so much!

Very interesting start. I look forward to reading the next chapter.

I'm already hooked... It's very well written :D

I was already hooked by the summary and I was ready for more by the end of the chapter. 

To put it quite simply I loved it, and I hope you write more chapters.

This is really interesting, you have yourself a new fan. Update soon? 

I can't wait to see where you go with this story!

OHMYGOD YESYESYES

HOW CAN YOU LEAVE US WITH A CLIFFHANGER LIKE THAT?! 

_______ was my favorite line. love it.

You write beautifully, I love how you describe emotions!

This is interesting! I would like to see how you could make your short story ideas into a full story.

I like the character's interactions with each other, very interesting dynamics.

Ohh, please, update soon. Seems interesting and cool.

This looks very promising! 

You kept me on the edge of the seat, but sadly it ended!

Will you update this? I wouldn't mind reading more of this!

I'm into this story already! Please update soon! :)

I started to read this out of curiosity, kinda thinking 'What? This can't possibly work!' and the next few minutes of my life were spent squeeing in joy.

You have converted me into a shipper!

UGH THE PAIN! You’re so evil, my heart hurts! (And I love it!)

I just started reading this as a sort of masochistic dare with myself... Dammit, why does this pairing just... work? 

You're gonna turn me into a shipper, I swear to God.

I beginning to love this couple and it's all your fault!

Thank you, this is really cute!

I freaking love this pairing and it sucks that it isn’t more popular! Thanks for adding to it!

This was fun to read!

They are such an adorable couple

So few views?! That’s just wrong, this was so awesome!

Hmmm well now I kinda like this pairing...

I like this, it's sweet :') think you should continue it!

I would very much be interested in reading more if you were willing to write it. I like your set up in this chapter.

I would like to read more

S’good! And cute!

Brilliant! Please post more soon!

I can hardly wait for an update! :)

The way the characters are written is fantastic and believable, keep it up!

By any chance are you going to continue with this fic? It's quite good.

I hope your thinking of continuing this! I seriously love it!

This is honestly one of the best _________ stories that I’ve ever read.

Your stories are pretty good I must say, but this one really sticks out at me.

I beg you to continue your story if you have more to tell!

Should you post more I will definitely read your updates.

Please post more, I NEED to know what happens!

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Someone from the past (Bucky x Reader)

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5 , Part 6, Part 7, Part 8

A/N: I’m really excited about this series. I was thinking about it for a long time and now I’m finally posting it. Tell me what you think.

Summary: Bucky met reader while he was the winter soldier. After Fury gives him a new mission, he can’t stay focused. (I didn’t know what to write without giving something away...)

Flashback is written in italic

Warning: blood

˝This are informations for your next mission˝ Fury gave the files to Steve and Bucky. They were the only one in the room, which brought suspicious in both men. Bucky opened the file and stare at it blankly.

˝What is this? ˝

˝What do you mean? ˝ Steve asked, concerned for his friend.

˝Look at the file˝

Steve opened the file and his eyes landed on the picture in the left corner. It was an older picture of a young woman, the same woman whose picture Bucky was keeping in his room.

˝But she is dead?!˝ Steve said and waited for Fury to explain what was happening.

˝What do you mean she is dead? She was alive this morning when Hill came with the security pictures from yesterday. Don't tell me you did something stupid.˝  Fury sat at the table in front Steve and Bucky.

˝It can't be her, it's not Y/N. ˝

˝What do you mean it can't be her. Explain Barnes.˝ Fury took Steve's file and looked at the photo.

˝The woman on the picture, she died ten years ago. ˝

˝How come that I have her new pictures, then?˝ Fury got up and left the room coming a few minutes later. Bucky and Steve haven't said a word to each other. Bucky was just looking at the picture not hearing Fury when he came back. Fury throw the pictures on the table in front the two super soldiers.

˝This can't be her. ˝

˝How can she look the same? It's been ten years when Buck last saw her. ˝ Steve needed answers. Y/N was the only woman that his friend loved, although Bucky was the Winter soldier then, but because of her Bucky felt human.

˝Barnes, how do you know who she is, was she experimented on? ˝

˝No, no! ˝ Bucky throw the pictures on the floor, he could barely breath. He couldn't control his emotions. He was pacing around the room trying to breathe.

˝Bucky, calm down.˝ Steve stood next to the glass wall.

˝Calm down? No!˝ Bucky hit the glass wall behind Steve with his metal arm. The glass shattered to pieces and everyone was looking towards Bucky.

˝She is dead!˝

Steve walked into Bucky's room and saw Bucky sitting in the corner of his room. He sat next to him holding the file in his hands.

˝Fury still needs us on this Buck˝ Steve said quietly and handed him the file. Bucky took it and put it on the floor next to his body.

˝How can she still look the same? ˝

˝I don't know. Are you sure that they didn... ˝

˝She wasn't the part of the Hydra. Nobody knew about her until they killed her in front of me. ˝

˝How did they find out? ˝

˝I don't know. I met her in Romania and whenever I could, I went to see her. ˝ Bucky smiled at the memory when he met you.

˝Was there anything strange the last time you saw her in Romania? ˝

˝Yes, when I came back to her, she was gone. Her apartment was empty, like nobody had lived there. I asked people who lived in the apartment next to her and they said that nobody lived there for years. ˝

˝Hydra probably paid them to keep their mouth shut. ˝

˝I can't understand how is she alive. She is dead, it can't be her. ˝

˝We'll find out what is going on. I promise˝

It was raining while you were walking home. You forgot your umbrella because it was sunny when you were leaving your apartment. Your hair was wet and it was sticking to your face. You loved the rain, but you also had to hurry home to fill some papers and sign them for your boss. You were about to walk in when you saw a man sitting on the stairs that led to your building. He had a cap on his head, but you could still see blood on his face. The rain was falling on him, but he didn't seem to care about it. You knew that there was a chance that he was a bad man, but you still had to offer him your help.

˝Vă simțiți bine (Are you okay)? ˝ You asked the man and he quickly looked up.

˝What? ˝ His voice was raspy and he seemed tired.

˝You speak English?!˝

˝Yes˝

˝Not Romanian? ˝ You were wondering what was a tourist doing here that late.

˝I do speak Romanian, but you just surprised me. English just comes naturally to me. ˝

You smiled a little. He was cute and he had beautiful blue eyes. They were like the deepest parts of the ocean you could lose yourself in them.

˝I should go˝ His voice brought you back from your thoughts and you could see his eyes wondering around. He looked confused and scared. He was dressed in all black. Your eyes landed on his black hoodie it looked like he had something weird underneath, but you still couldn’t keep your mouth closed.

˝Do you need a place to stay? ˝

He looked at you, surprised and smiled at you.

˝You don’t know me? ˝

˝Well I got all night to get to know you. ˝

˝But I am a stranger˝

˝So was my best friend once and now she isn’t. ˝

You unlocked the door of your building and waited for him to come in.

˝So, do you take people from your doorsteps often? ˝

You just smiled at his question. He walked slowly behind you. You were pretty sure that he was injured. You turned the lights on when you walked into your apartment.

He stopped walking when you reached your living room. He lost you from his sight for a second. When he saw you again, you had the first aid kit in your right hand and a pair of sweatpants and shirt in your left.

˝Take that off, take a shower and then come back here. The bathroom is there˝

You showed him the white door with your finger.

˝I don’t even know your name. ˝

˝It’s Y/N and yours? ˝

˝Bucky, I think˝ He wasn’t sure what his name was. After his mission today, he got the piece of his memory back and that made him confused.

It’s been ten minutes since he went to the bathroom and you still couldn’t hear the water from your shower. You knocked on the door.

˝Bucky, are you okay? ˝

He didn’t say anything, but the door open slightly and you walked in.

He was still in his clothes sitting on the end of your bathtub.

˝Do you need help? ˝

˝Yes, but I can’t let you help me. ˝

˝Why? I understand if you are insecure with your body, a lot of people are, but I don’t judge.˝

He looked down at his hands, he still had his gloves on.

˝I don’t want to scare you of˝

˝You won’t˝ You took the hem of his hoodie in your hand and you started pulling it over his head. He winced in pain. You didn’t even notice it because all of your attention was on his tactical gear and his metal arm.

˝Please don’t look at it.˝

˝Why? Is fascinating˝ You smiled and reached towards his arm.

He was silently watching your every move. He could feel your fingers on it. You reached toward his buckles on his jacket. After you helped him, leaving him only in his boxers you left.

He came into your living room ten minutes after, only wearing a towel.

You already saw his body, but you couldn’t stop staring at him. He cleared his throat. His cheeks were red as well as yours.

˝Oh, I forgot to give you clothes. Sorry.˝ You handed him clothes that you prepared for him.

˝It should fit you, it’s my friends he is the similar build as you. ˝

˝Thank you˝

˝Don’t put the shirt on˝

Bucky suddenly stopped and he could feel heat in his cheeks. Something that he couldn’t remember if he ever felt.

˝I have to fix your cuts. I have to put bandages on. ˝

˝Ohh˝ He came closer to you and you lead him to your couch.

˝This is going to hurt˝ You sterilize his cut. He gritted his teeth and shut his eyes close.

You fixed his cut and you let him to put the shirt on. You took another gauze and you poured alcohol on it. You gently cleaned his cut on his cheek and you could feel his jaw clenches under your touch. You wiped few drops of alcohol on his face with your finger. He put his left arm on your hand and your fingers stopped on his jaw. You gazed in his eyes, you could see every shade of blue in them.

˝Can I... ˝

You nodded before he could even finish his question.

A second later his lips were on yours. Your heart was beating faster and you could feel him smiling into the kiss. You were the first one to pull away. You couldn’t stop smiling, you lowered your head looking at your hands.

˝I’m sorry. Did I make you uncomfortable?˝ He asked, pulling your chin up with his finger.

˝No, no..completely the opposite. ˝

After he heard your words he leaned in for another kiss.

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