#did i deliver?

[microwavedmetal]

Byler Modern AU where Will catfishes people on dating websites and scams them out of their money.

One day, he lands on Mike's profile. Will does the usual 'woo and ask for money' thing, and Mike falls for it once or twice before eventually noticing, except he doesn't appreciate being con'd out of his money and being lied to, so he asks Dustin and Suzie for help to find his identity and home address.

A week later, Mike shows up at Will's apartment to give him a piece of his mind.

Except Will suddently goes no-thought-head empty when faced with this one angrery pretty boy and offers him to pay him back with dinner.

(and Will now scrambles to impress this cute guy who just want his money back, thank you, and tries his best to redeem Mike's perception of him)

[haveihitanerve]

Well I asked and you all answered so here is your Sam and Bucky fic, as requested

Sam didn’t hate Bucky. Anymore. But the man certainly pushed his buttons, especially when he chose to rush in without backup or warning. “James I swear to God-“ Sam hissed as he caught up with the super soldier. “Shut up.” Bucky snapped back, quietly, quickly, his arm pressing Sam backwards into the wall behind him. Sam stayed silent, allowing Bucky's arm to keep him in place. “Safe?” He dared ask after a second. Bucky huffed a laugh, dropping his arm. “We’re infiltrating a Hydra base. Nothing about this is ‘safe’.” Sam sent him a look, well accustomed to Bucky's strange traumatic humor. “Hardy har har.” He muttered, peeking around the man, resting his chin on Bucky's shoulder. “Using me as a human shield are you?” Bucky drawled. “I’m not the one with a bullet proof arm.” Sam muttered. “No, you only have a whole suit.” Bucky countered, but there was rough amusement in his voice. “Let’s just get to the electrical room.” Sam muttered, slithering around Bucky to take the lead. The first few times he had let the Hydra trained soldier lead, but by this point Sam knew the layout of the hydra bases well enough that he could find the electrical room alone. Bucky trailed after him, almost relaxed, but not quite, a testament to how far he had come. Sam checked the hallway before crossing over to the room, popping open the door and letting Bucky in. They weren’t going to take down all the workers, that would take too much time and more people than just him and Bucky, though they made an impressive team. No, instead they were just gonna fuck with hydras electricity and files, and then blow up as much of the facility as they could. It was a simple plan, easy, one they could accomplish without too much hassle, time or resources. At least that’s how all other twenty of their missions had gone. “You’d think they’d learn.” Sam muttered to Bucky in quiet amusement as he stuck a S.H.I.E.L.D. Drive into the side of the nearest computer. “You would think.” Bucky agreed, taking his place at the large, old timey computers that they would use to aid the explosion. The door slammed shut. “Oh but, we did.” Purred a voice from above, then the lights shut off, the floor dropping out from under them.  

“Bucky?” Sam called into the darkness, fumbling around in his suit pockets to find the mini flashlight Tony had made for him. It was small and portable, but had the light of the sun. Sam switched it on, pointing the beam upwards to not blind his companion. The first thing Sam noticed was that the room was small, even tighter than the tony electrical room, with only barely enough space for him to stretch out his whole body if he needed, and not tall enough to stand up straight. “James! You good?” Bucky was curled against the wall, his back to Sam. “Buck?” A slight tremor was his only indication the man had heard him. Sam crawled closer, sitting next to him. “Buck!” Slowly, ever so slowly, Bucky pulled himself into a sitting position. His face was gaunt and haunted. “It’s a cell.” He managed hoarsely. “A cell? Oh shit Jay I’m sorry.” Sam scooted closer, pressing his thigh against the super soldiers. “Is it-?” Sam didn’t want to ask but he couldn’t not. Bucky shook his head. “No.” He rasped. “This is a cell for death row prisoners. I was never- they never locked me in here.” The words unspoken hung between them. The death row prisoners. How he was never locked in here but that he had come here. “I’m sorry.” Sam said quietly. Bucky shrugged. “It’s fine.” It wasn’t fine. Nothing was fine. “How do they-?” He couldn't bring himself to finish. Bucky shifted, but his leg stayed glued to Sam’s. “They knew we were coming. They’ve probably evacuated. It was a trap. Most likely poisonous gas or they’ll just leave us here until we die. Probably the second one.” He admitted grimly. Sam did not dwell on why. On how they both knew Sam would die first. And that Bucky would live at least a week longer. Having to deal with Sam’s dead body in the tight space, having to deal with not being dead himself, having to deal with what he would be willing to do to survive a little longer. Sam tugged out his phone. “We’ll, there’s no point in waiting.” He sighed, but frowned when his phone wouldn’t turn on. “Everything is blocked.” Bucky explained, explaining why he hadn’t even bothered to go for his. Sam muttered some not very nice words under his breath and pressed both volume buttons and counted to ten, before pressing it again and counting to five, and once more ten. “What are you doing?” Bucky asked in interest. “It’s a distress signal.” Sam explained. “This’ll send our location and SOS to tony.” Bucky snorted. “He won’t come.” Sam gave him a hard look. “Yes he will.” “I’m his parents' murderer, remember?” Bucky waved a hand at himself, as though Sam could forget. “I know. But Tony will come. He’s not willing to let us die over the past. Well, me at least.” Bucky snorted. “Well, I don’t believe it, but I hope he gets a chance to prove me wrong.” He leaned his head back against the stone, closing his eyes. “Me too.” Sam muttered. “Me too.” 

Tony took his time. Seven hours later, they were still in the cell, growing increasingly more bored, running out of topics of conversation that didn't cover their current predicament. Somehow, they had moved to where they were sitting with their backs to each other, staring at their respective walls, the flashlight illuminating the ceiling. Bucky’s shoulderblades were sharp, digging into his back aggressively but Sam wasn't going to be the one to move, to put some distance between them, he couldn't. He needed this contact, as uncomfortable as it was. “I hate this fucking place.” Bucky muttered, his voice cutting through the silence. Sam remained quiet, letting him speak. “Its not just because of what happened here. To me. To all th- to everyone who was here. The walls just… they just ooze control and claustrophobia and.. I hate it.” “if its any consolation I agree.” Sam leaned back a little harder, knocking his head against Bucky’s. He rasped a laugh, fingers finding Sams on the floor next to him, curling around them. “I’m glad..” Bucky cut off, then started again. “Out of everyone in the world who I could have been stuck down here with,” He took a deep breath. “I’m glad its you.” Sam felt something hard lodge itself in his throat. “Jeez buck. You’re really making this feel hopeless.” The joke won another laugh, but Sam turned his hand, linking their fingers together. “Thank you. That- it means a lot. I know this place brings back bad memories for you. And I’m sorry. But thanks.” Bucky squeezed his hand. “Its just the truth.” He whispered. Sam squeezed his hand back. “Well aren't you two cute.” intoned a voice and suddenly there was light above them and Tony fucking Starks smug ass face was smirking down at them. 

“Too soon.” Sam groaned, raising a hand to ward off the light. “Too fucking soon to almost have died to see your face Stark.” Tony laughed, offering him a hand out. Sam released Buckys and let himself be hoisted out of the hole. “Sorry.” He forced out quietly when he had Sam beside him. “I- it took longer than I liked to come.” Sam gave him a pat on the shoulder. “Its alright. You came. Thats all that matters.” Shadows were in the billionaires eyes, but he nodded. Sam let go of his hand and stepped away. Tony was leaning back down, offering his hand to Bucky. The super soldier was looking at him in surprise, but Tony’s hand didn't falter, an offer. Sam took a tiny step closer, cocking his head at Bucky to see if he needed a different hand. But Bucky reached forward and grasped Tony's hand, allowing himself to be pulled out. “Damn Manchurian Candidate, you could throw Wilson.” Tony grunted, straining a bit more as he lifted Bucky out than he had with Sam. Sam could see the tenseness of the mans neck, waiting to see if the tease would end with him being thrown, but Bucky gave a roughish little grin, glancing at Sam. “We should test that sometime.” He mused. Sam took a step back, giving him a warning look. Tony chuckled. Bucky frowned, turning in a slow circle. “Um, wasn't there a building here when we went in?” He looked to Sam for confirmation. Sam looked around as well, taking in his surroundings for the first time. Bucky was right. Where there had previously been the electrical room and the entire base of Hydra was now just…rubble. Tony smiled sheepishly, but Sam could see the darkness in his eyes. “There might have been.” He shrugged. “Now, its been seven hours. The helicarrier is stocked with food and liquids of all flavors.” Sam and Bucky allowed the change in conversation, following the genius to said stocked helicarrier. “I love having a billionaire friend.” Bucky mumbled. Tony's lips curved. “Glad to be coined that Barnes.” He drawled sarcastically. “Alright alright, enough. Lets eat something, drink something, and Tony fly this ridiculously expensive thing the fuck out of here.” Sam interrupted before they could swap any more sardonic quips. Bucky grinned, throwing an arm around Sams shoulders. “I agree.” Tony glanced at them, Sam leaning against Bucky, Bucky tucking Sam closer, and smiled faintly. “Alright boys. But you’ve got one helluva story to tell.” Sam laughed, resting his head against Buckys. “Food first Tony. Food first.”

[i-aint-nothin-but-a-nasty-dog]

gimme your worst elliott

That's a dangerous thing to say bestie amanda 😈

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Dead beat down

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[mythalism]

girls when they remember that tevinter nights reveals that

1. solas can kill people in their sleep, large groups of people all at once, including dwarves, by giving them dreams so horrifying they bleed out of their ears and die

2. he has a massive network of spies and agents that do his bidding across all of thedas and speak about him with reverence like a true god. one blesses a fellow fallen elf by saying “the dread wolf guide your soul to peace, brother”

3. solas’s dread wolf form looks like a combination of a pride demon, a wolf, and a dragon, “lupine in appearance but the size of a high dragon, with shaggy spiked hide and six burning eyes like a pride demon” and he can fly around the fade on “wings of fire” that disperse into an army of demons/spirits

4. he shows up in this form to terrorize a group of mortalitasi who were binding spirits for a ritual, and says “YOU MEDDLE PAST YOUR UNDERSTANDING, FOOLISH MORTAL MAGES, AND IN DOING SO, YOU THREATEN ALL CREATION. YOU USE MY IDOL CARELESSLY TO VANDALIZE THE SEA OF DREAMS. NOW FEEL THE PAIN OF WHAT YOU HAVE CREATED. FROM THIS MOMENT, SHOULD YOU EVER BIND A SPIRIT, THEN YOUR LIFE IS MINE.”

[hawberries]

I have added: yet more ships to the MXTX bookmark catalogue :)

[wishfulsketching]

Most unexpected yet perfect dynamic

[astrhae]

After a very long time, something's coming back.

[sunfolaursa]

Discovered like two weeks ago that today is my 10 year anniversary liking Law, so here's a drawing I chipped at~!

[sandushengshou]

to defeat monsters: become the greater monster | m.a.w

(requested by @highwarlockkareena for my 1 follower celebration)

[actuallyjustabiscuit]

I’ll be the sweetest thing ever to scare you~

Pomni does her best to be as gentle as possible with her favorite chew toy, but sometimes she gets carried away. Ragatha doesn’t seem to mind tho.

Shout out to @sockatoo-rob for compelling me to finish this sketch. As a Top Pomni subscriber I felt obligated to spread the propaganda.

[batbabydamian]

woke up and immediately fell to the floor

[mynnub-blog]

I can't stop thinking about FNAF: The Movie

[rikkivoid]

a pawn twice over

[galeemdoesart]

Pre-banishment AU

Kinda?

I've had this idea since I started this account but never got around to making it. Mainly because I didn't have a clear idea of what it will be. If you guys have any ideas, lemme know! I would love to hear your thoughts <3<3

[neo--queen--serenity]

I can’t get over the fact that we’ve never, not ever, seen Colin Robinson this vulnerable before (excluding his year of youth where he didn’t have his memories).

We’ve never seen Colin tell the others he’s suffering, hungry, tired, or hurting. We’ve never seen him ask for help, because he always seems so self sufficient.

So when he hung off Nandor and begged him to “take me home. I wanna go home,” my heart melted for him on the spot