#em is the most caring empathetic understanding person i’ve ever met

[snzluv3r]

Is it hard dating that isn’t chronically ill? I am another chronically ill person and I’m scared to date someone that isn’t chronically ill because they won’t understand my pain and make me feel bad about it (I’ve had a lot of trauma with it in the past). Just wondering if it’s possible to do and how you and your partner navigate it?

honestly, yes it’s so hard, but only in the sense that i constantly feel like im holding her back or disappointing her. it’s so hard being sick all the time and not knowing when or if im going to be well enough to take her on an actual date or all the other things that my illnesses get in the way of, but she’s the first person i’ve ever known to never ever validate that guilt by making me feel bad for things out of my control.

she always lets me know i don’t have to apologize for bailing last minute or spending our only weekend together sick and in bed asleep for half the time because she knows it’s not something i’ve chosen. i’m so used to people making me feel like im just being lazy and choosing to not participate in things and am purposefully letting people down, especially in romantic relationships with non-chronically ill people, so i totally get the fear and it’s so valid. if you ever wanna talk more in depth my dms are always always open, i hope this made sense

[gallawitchxx]

ficlet friday 🖤🔮

part two of tarot reader!mickey & psych student!ian. had to give those boys a date... read part one here or the whole thing on a03.

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“So you, uh, learn anything neat in that book?” Mickey asked, lifting the beer Ian had brought him to his lips in a way that was designed to get Ian to look at them. “While you were waitin’?”

Mickey’s last appointment of the day was also his most difficult. As hard as he tried to focus on the cards in front of him, his mind kept wandering to the door. To the couch that sat in the shop lobby and freckled fingers flipping through satiny pages.

He typically ran the show during his readings. Over time, he’d cultivated a way of walking the fine line between frank and empathetic. Clients came to him for his no bullshit delivery and because he understands the fragile nature of the space he’s tasked with holding. What folks are really putting in his hands when they take a seat in the armchair across from him and unwittingly send their energies his way.

He’d have to make it up to Karen on the next one.

“Yeah, actually,” Ian answered, eyes glued to the pink of Mickey’s tongue dipping inside the neck of the bottle as he took a drink. He forced himself not to look at the movements of his Adam’s apple as Mickey swallowed. “Apparently, if you write an amount of money down on a dried Bay Leaf, your wish will come true. What do you know about that?”

“Well, knowin’ and doin’ are two different things,” Mickey said with a grin. “Personally, I ain’t ever seen foliage cure systemic poverty, so not really my style, but—different strokes, man.”

Ian thumbed at his own beer, where the label had begun to peel. “What is your style?”

“What you didn’t get enough today?”

“I’ve always been the kind of guy who needs to do things more than once to really get it, you know?” He said with a shrug.

There were questions and answers in the looks that followed, stories swapped silently between two pairs of sparkling eyes.

“Fuck Gallagher, you better watch yourself,” Mickey said, leaning back in his seat, spreading his legs just a bit and biting the corner of his lip. “A guy could get the wrong idea about you.”

Ian smiled. Warm, open. Disarming.

“Think you already know enough about me to form your own opinion.”

Mickey nodded, taking another sip of his drink. Apparently, he was making quite a few exceptions today, as he didn’t exactly make a habit of going out with clients after reading for them. Aside from it being wildly unprofessional, he didn’t know what to do with the intimate information shared outside of the confines of the shop’s back room.

But here they were. Sitting across from each other at a very different kind of table, one where they both held cards. In their hands, on their sleeves. To lay down or withhold as they wished.

“Yeah, I, uh—I appreciate you tellin’ me all that stuff earlier. Didn’t have to do that. I’d already given up the goose without all the details.”

“‘Course. I mean, it kind of just happened,” he said with a chuckle. “Did I plan on it? No… But do I regret it?”—Mickey’s eyes met Ian’s—“Also no.”

“So’s that why you’re taking that psych shit? With Mandy?”

“Yes and no,” Ian answered, tilting his head softly from one side to the other and pursing his lips. “Too early to say where it’ll lead, but eventually I would like to be able to help out kids like me. Or worse. Who don’t have anyone when they’re diagnosed. Get ‘em through those first hard steps. There’s so much shitty care out there, it’s unbelievable.”

“Man, don’t I know it,” Mickey offered, blowing out a breath. “There’s a fuck ton of grifters playin’ my game too, and besides that crap bein’ a surefire way to royally mess with your karma, it’s takin’ advantage of people. Ain’t right.”

“I’d do it different,” Ian said, his demeanor growing serious. “Explain it in a way that doesn’t make it seem so scary. Come at it from a place of having gone through it myself and try to just…be there.” He threw Mickey a soft smile. “Like you do.”

Mickey flushed. Embarrassed. “Yeah, well, they say don’t go to a witch who doesn’t also have a witch…”

“Oh, they say that, do they?” Ian played.

“Yeah, asshole,” Mickey volleyed. “They do.” He took another drink, clocking that he was nearing the end of the bottle and Ian’s was still nearly full. He pressed on. “So, one reading and I made a believer outta you, huh?”

“I’m not saying that exactly, just… There are similarities. What you do and all. Except that when I hear voices in my head, I have to call my doctor. Get shit adjusted.”

There was a glimmer of something deeper there—slippery—but it was said with such ease. Mickey ached to touch him.

“Kinda think there’s room for all. Magic and Medicine,” he said, thumbing at his eyebrow and tapping at the table. Keeping his hands busy. “I’d never tell a client to go off their meds or stop seein’ a doctor—that would be fuckin’ irresponsible. But, it’s not everyone’s bag to see a shrink. I provide a service, a tailored service. It ain’t one size fits all, and just ‘cause I didn’t waste my precious time and money gettin’ some whack degree don’t mean I don’t help people.”

Ian looked down, sheepishly, his hands coming up in lighthearted defense. “I don’t doubt that for a second, Mickey. You already helped me.”

Mickey felt the same rush as when he first looked at that Five of Swords from the bottom of the deck.

Don’t miss what’s right in front of you.

“Yeah, yeah, drink your beer,” he said with a roll of his eyes, trying to mask the blush spreading across his cheeks.

“Shit, you’re almost done with yours. Want another?”

“Naw, man. It’s cool, I can wait for you to—Unless you don’t want—“

“Oh, I want,” Ian reassured. “Just taking it slow.”

The sentiment was dripping with so much meaning it had Mickey’s head swirling again. There was so much he wanted to say, so much he wanted to ask—

“So how’d you get into all of this?” Ian asked, quickly changing the subject. His voice was lively. Interested. “Couldn’t imagine anyone from the neighborhood being into this kinda thing.”

Mickey huffed. “No shit, I’d be fuckin’ dead as a doornail if my pops was still alive. Thought being a “pole smokin’ queer” was bad enough.” He looked up, so Ian would know that he meant to reveal himself. Test the waters. Extend a bit too after all that Ian had shared. “I dunno, man. Always kinda just knew shit? Like the thoughts were just there? They call it bein’ ‘Claircognizant.’”

“Sounds official.”

“Just a big ass word for not bein’ able to explain myself,” he laughed. “Uh, Mandy actually had a deck of cards, hidden in her fuckin’ sock drawer, and I—I got my hands on it and it was like…lightning. Something clickin’ into place. Like all that stuff I knew could actually make sense if I just followed along.” Ian watched wonder dance across Mickey’s features, his eyes calm and almost pleased. Like he was floating away and into the memory itself. Then, he shook it away and returned back to the table. “I don’t understand all the ins and outs of the whole thing, but I’ve been doin’ this long enough to trust what pops into my head.”

“You have a gift,” Ian said with a wink. “I’m sure people see that.”

Mickey cocked his head. “Not gonna be turnin’ anyone into toads or anythin’. Some do come in lookin’ for a show, but like I said before—I’m a glorified translator.”

“I think you’re much more than that, Mickey.”

“Yeah, well, forgive me if I don’t think your review’s exactly unbiased, Gallagher.”

Ian’s face srunched. Cute. “It’s true though. You’re clearly very good at what you do.”

“Shit’s rough, man. We all need a little insight. I just try to… explain it in a way that doesn’t make it seem so scary. Come at it from a place of having gone through it myself or whatever.”

Mickey fidgeted, hoping that Ian would hear his words repeated back to him and know what they meant. That he’d be able to read between the lines and maybe even read Mickey.

“I’m really glad I decided to come in today,” Ian said, a bit breathless. “Almost didn’t.”

“Woulda been a fuckin’ shame if you hadn't," Mickey said, and meant.

They talked some more as Ian slowly finished his beer—Mickey about opening the shop and how fucked it was to get the government involved in anything, let alone magical care, and Ian about school and his part-time job at the research library on campus. It was simple between them, the tendrils of all they’d shared creating a quilted foundation upon which to build.

When Ian stood to grab their empty bottles, Mickey was suddenly and inexplicably overwhelmed by the need to kiss him. To catch his perfect bottom lip in his teeth and pull it into his mouth. To taste him, consume him—be consumed by him.

He slid out of the booth, coming to standing in front of him, their chests brushing slightly as Mickey caught his balance.

“I can grab the next round too, Mick, don't—“

“Can I kiss you?” Mickey asked, wholly unsure of himself and yet forward as fuck.

Ian’s face broke out in a warm grin, white teeth flashing and green eyes glittering. He set the bottles back on the table and stepped in towards Mickey, one hand moving to hold the back of his head and the other resting on his neck.

“Would be a fucking shame if you didn’t,” he said, leaning down.

Mickey’s breath hitched as Ian’s soft lips landed on his. Sweet. The pressure fucking perfect.

Then, Ian opened his mouth to Mickey, slotting their lips together, their tongues meeting in a delicious slide of want and trust and something more. Fuck. Already. As if they’d known each other their entire lives. Today. Yesterday. Forever.

It felt like…lightning. Something clicking into place.

[zacc-attacc]

Firstly - I really love good puns, so your username made my day xD

Then, for your request thing - would you maybe write a Sprace OneShot that plays in the canon era? Maybe some sort of friends-to-lovers thing?

Thanks :)

First of all, thank you for the request! And for the compliment, of course.

ANYWAYS, HISTORICAL SPRACE, HERE WE GO BABS.

Sweet-Talker- A Historical Sprace Fic

Word Count: 2k

I wasn’t supposed to fall in love. Period. Especially with a boy. I was Spot Conlon, the King of Brooklyn. Not some blithering idiot who brings flowers to some idiot boy halfway across New York. I had made a pledge, not only to myself but to the others. I was responsible for them. 

So why was I falling for a stupid blond Manhattan boy with an addiction to soggy cigars?

I still remember the first time I saw him-- on a pape I was selling to a regular buyer. It was just a black and white picture, which hardly did any justice to how handsome he was in color. But even among 20 or so other newsboys, I felt a flutter in my stomach when I looked into his eyes. 

Disgusting, I thought as I sold the paper. Is this what the boys were talking about? Sparks flying and all that sappy shit?

If I had been smart, I would’ve sold all my papes and kept my distance from the strike. From Cigar Boy. 

Brooklyn don’t get caught up in things that ain’t our deal, I reminded myself. 

But Race, as I learned later, tends to bring out the worst in me. So I did the dumb thing. I sold all but one of my papes (I couldn’t bring myself to just… Give him away like that. For what? A penny?) and ran to Manhattan. 

Where it was a full-blown war. Pulitzer had called in dozens of goons (but, of course, couldn’t be bothered to show up himself), an army of policemen, and the only cop the newsboys truly feared-- Snyder. The only man who had succeeded in locking up the two most resilient Newsies of New York- Jack Kelly, and yours truly. 

I watched in horror as bottles were thrown, teenage boys were hit by adults, even a smaller boy who needed a crutch to walk was beaten with his own crutch. And I knew I couldn’t do the smart thing, the Brooklyn thing ever again. Not for this.

I ran to join my brethren, letting myself give in to the adrenaline of a battle. Luckily for me, most people were too lost in the chaos to notice me. 

All except for one. 

As cops ran, chasing boys as if they were prey that they would likely never catch, who other than Cigar Boy walked over to me, spitting blood out of his mouth and extending his hand for a handshake. 

“Well, well, well, to whats do we owe the pleasure of Spot Conlon of Brooklyn?” He said, giving me a tired grin. He didn’t have a cigar between his lips, but he did have one sticking out of his pocket. I shook his hand, noticing that even after he had literally been beaten up for an hour plus, his handshake was firm. 

“Okay there, Sluggo, we’ll talk when you ain’t bleeding from the head,” I said gruffly, turning and starting to walk back towards Brooklyn. If I could convince the boys, we could come back later and tell Manhattan we were joining the strike. 

“The lodge is this was,” the boy pointed to the opposite direction of where I was heading. I gave a light laugh. 

“No, no. I’s best get goin’ so you’s can patch up.” 

“There ain’t no way I’s letting you walk halfway across New York after getting beaten up,” the boy protested, grabbing my arm and pulling me towards the lodge. 

“I’ve been through worse,” I protested, attempting to dislodge my arm from his grasp. 

“Well, ya’int goin’ through that again. Now c’mon. We has some bandages back at the lodge for that cut of yours,” he said, gesturing to the deep cut in my upper arm. I sighed in defeat and started walking. 

“Just so you know… This is just to make sure yous don’t pass out in the streets on the way there,” I clarified. The boy just rolled his eyes and chuckled. 

“For New York’s most feared Newsie, you sure is worried about someone you just met today.”

“I’m feared, but I an’t heartless, sweet-talker. I don’t want another life on my conscience.” Now it was my turn to roll my eyes. What kind of monster did he think I was? Race stopped walking. I looked up and saw a complex setup of fire escapes, rails, and a rooftop where a newsboy who could only be Jack Kelly was pacing.

“Fair enough. Well, we’s here… So I’s just gonna swing up, grab my stuff, I can meet you down here,” the boy said, grabbing onto some rungs of a fire escape and climbing up with surprising nimbleness. It was as if the battle had barely affected him. That, or he was still riding the adrenaline rush. 

“No, no. Take care of your boys. I won’t die,” I said, hearing the panic in my tone. If Jack saw me with no reinforcements, he’d start to think we were fully on board. And if Brooklyn wasn’t, and word got around that I had already fought… It wouldn’t be good. They would accuse me of being a traitor. I couldn’t risk that.

“Ey, no, that wasn’t part of our agreement!” he yelled as I walked away. I could hear the smile in his voice.

“Next time, have me shake on it, sweet-talker!” I shouted back, turning around to see his impish grin. My muscles were screaming in protest from overuse, but I had to get home before dark. 

“The name’s Racetrack Higgins!” was the last I heard before breaking into a sprint. 

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And here we are now. Strike over, prices back, nobody dead, everyone happy.

Except for me. 

Because I wasn’t supposed to fall in love, but here it came. Striding down the hill with a cigar in its mouth.

I could feel the unease in the boys beside me. We weren’t used to soloing Newsboys in our area, barely after selling hours, no less. 

“Don’t worry, I’ll handle it,” I muttered to them, walking towards Race. 

“What. Are. You. Doing. Here,” I hissed, grabbing his shoulders and fake-shoving him to look like I was giving him a serious talking-to. He couldn’t know we knew each other. It had to look like we were fighting.

“Well, Conlon, I thought we’d had a moment there,” Race whisper-shouted back, shoving me as well. I lowered my voice to an even quieter tone. 

“Meet me in your alleyway after sundown.”

He looked at me, confusion on his face, but nodded numbly and ran away. 

I heaved a sigh and turned to go spin some fake tale about why he was there.

That boy is going to be the death of me.

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“Why’d you chase me out like that, Conlon?” Race asked, leaning against the brick wall of the Newsboy lodge. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest. 

I hated it. 

“Because, Higgins, the boys don’t like strange Manhattan Newsies on our turf,” I half-spat. How stupid could he get? Didn’t he understand what was at stake here?

“You’re mad at me,” he said, his eyes flashing with realization. 

“Yeah, no shit,” I muttered, starting to pace. This was a bad idea. Why did I keep letting myself come back to him? Why was I constantly subjecting myself to the one thing I couldn’t have?

“Why? I just wanted to see you again,” he protested, walking towards me. I turned around to face him, my nose practically touching his chin.

“‘Cause we ain’t supposed to be friends. The boys see you hangin’ around Brooklyn, they’ll think yous tryin’ to prove something. And you know what they do to boys that ain’t ours? They beat ‘em up. Then, they bring them to me. And I decide if they’s gets a real pounding. But do I have a choice? No! Once they’s decides yous getting beat, my say hardly matters. If I randomly tell them to let someone go, I’m considered soft. Then we both get beat. Do you see what they’ve done to some boys? I ain’t letting that happen to you, Race! I’m not patching up your wounds because I couldn’t control-”

“Spot.,” Race cut me off. I froze. It was the first time he had used my full name. 

“What?” I asked bitterly. I noticed my eyes were burning. Why were they burning? What was this hellish sensation?

I felt something warm trickle down my face. 

Oh. My. God. I was crying. Crying! I hadn’t cried in four years! All about some idiot boy who had lovely eyes and blond hair and was empathetic and made me genuinely laugh and feel safe for the first time in years-

Race stepped forward, crushing the distance between us in one stride (damn tall people), and then… Hugged me. 

I hadn’t been really hugged in seven years, since I had made it to Brooklyn. Well, I had received bro hugs. Light ‘ey, whaddup’ hugs. But this… This was the type of hug that I hadn’t received since my parents had died. The type of hug that shields you from the outside world, that makes you feel like an atomic bomb could go off and they could protect you from it. 

It was so strange, so human. I hadn’t been treated like a real person for so long.

“It’s really like that, huh,” Race whispered, stroking my back. I felt goosebumps appear on my skin. How much feeling had I forced myself to miss out on? 

“It’s just… A lot. I mean… I’ve always known I would give my life for those boys, they’re my everything. But… I don’t know if they would for me. I don’t even know how much they truly respect me. I can’t even say if they’d respect this new rule I’ve been thinking of putting in place,” I said, not moving from my place in Race’s grasp. 

“And what would that be?” Race muttered, rocking back and forth. It was… nice. 

“No beating up on Racetrack Higgins ‘cause he deserves the world,” I said, my voice still muffled in his shirt. He chuckled. 

“I hardly deserve the world… But… Could I have you?” there was this caution in his voice, so different from the constant suave tone he took on while talking with me. But, then again, I of all people was sobbing into a boy’s chest, so this night turned out to be the night of all the unthinkable. 

“I don’t know if that’s what you really want, but… You can have me, sweet-talker,” I said, tipping up my head and meeting his lips in a kiss. 

It wasn’t sudden, or brash like most would’ve thought our first kiss would be like. No, it was slow and sweet. Because even if our relationship was loud and chaotic, we could take pieces of it as slow as we wanted. 

And now, I can say that my sweet-talkers lips are just as sweet as his words.

A/N: Thank y’all so much for reading! if you have any sort of prompts, pop on over to my asks! Love y’all! <3 

[acedhigh]

SIEGEMAS 2020 @dualrainbow​ starring: Marius Streicher, Dominic Brunsmeier, Monika Weiss, Elias Kötz. main blog: @elitejager​ note: hey to anyone who reads this, I haven’t written anything in forever and the only time I’ve ever written a fic was a request, so this is a first for me. as an Autistic person I wanted to touch on the topic a little (i.e how the world views us versus how we view others and express ourselves) and incorporate it into my prompt for this piece. Marius inspires me a lot, I know he’s a popular part of Team Rainbow so I hope you all like it & happy holidays ✌

07 December.

As an icy chill snaked its way down his nape, Marius was reminded of the changed season. Days, weeks even, inside the workroom (his 'safehaven' as he called it to himself), made time and weather and all things mundane merge together in one big negligible blur. The transition between October into November now early December had seemed so...rapid. "Getting lost in one's work" was nothing short of apropos for this revelation; Unfazed by the cold however, he merely rolled down his sleeves and resumed gazing intently at his go-to site for ordering parts - Hated the white background (far too garish) but it offered the best of the best, and a quicker delivery schedule. He'd need it. It wasn't unusual for him to spend great bouts of time in one place. Even less unusual to be knee-deep in a project or two. But it was when morning frost and Christmas music became part of everyday life to crudely round off the year, that Monika and Elias were particularly attentive to Marius and his propensity to isolate. He'd been like that as long as they could recall. It could be almost jarring at first - His quips that'd rub less-familiar colleagues the wrong way, the speed at which his social battery would fizzle out like an ember, and a subtle arrogance which stepped on many toes. In contrast to Marius' heated and bull-headed nature, even his enthusiasm and eagerness to share or contribute somehow seemed misplaced or perhaps just poorly timed; Boundaries were a struggle and frequently crossed line despite how many walls he put between himself and others. He was unpredictable to most. "Hard to decipher", as Monika once put it. She was the first out of the four to recognize he was on the spectrum, and it tugged at her heartstrings to watch him endure contempt in place of a little understanding - But she vowed to hold her tongue. She did not want to patronise or belittle someone as bold as Marius. After all, in many ways she considered him to rival herself academically, and that garnered much of her respect. He was capable, he didn't need her or anybody else to coddle him or worry. Monika did not worry about him at all in fact, until this time of year.

16 December.

Elias had a similar view. Never had he met someone so rigid in his performance, so disciplined, yet so antsy. Must be the whole chaos of creativity, he thought. He recounted several incidences where he tried his hand at entertaining Marius, to no avail. Like things just didn't connect with him or tickle him the way Elias could achieve with others. But that didn't mean they lacked a connection at all - They were close, but where other people stood Marius was always one step further away, by his own accord. It was clear from the get go that the engineer liked to do things his way and per his agenda. Elias would grant him the favour of “breathing room” because he knew that although Marius held people at arms' length, beneath that eccentric exterior there was a shining heart of gold that cared deeply about the people he would shoo out of his workroom. Today was no exception, apparently.

"Hey, Marius--" There he was, ensconced in something technical of course, and drenched in fluorescent white light.

"No!"

"Huh--"

"Don't-- You can't look. Just...I'm busy. And I'm discussing this prototype of mine with the head of BMVg, whatever it is, it can wait."

Oops, Elias. "This isn't for prying eyes, it's commission work. I'll humour you later."

"Ah, err, got it. No peeking. Just don't work yourself to death and I'll check back in tonight. See ya!"

Yeah, this wasn't uncommon he muses, as he's met with a cold hand gesture towards the door. Though Elias couldn't help but wonder if maybe Marius was pushing himself even harder as to not think about the holidays. Dominic's relationship with him was different. Not as warm to the touch. And certainly more volatile, when tension arose. A clash of unorthodox personalities. They were polar opposites in one way, but fiercely empathetic in others, because pariahs stick together even when grating on each others' nerves - It was their non-conformity that made them a good team no matter how unconventional (and potentially troublesome) the dynamics. He knew how it was to be alone like the back of his hand. Maybe that too is the reason for their kinship, once all strain dissipated. Even he occasionally considered how his comrade handled the isolation; Dominic relished it to a degree, a darker mind who co-existed with his demons. But he knew Marius and he frequently observed his drive to form relationships only for them to fall flat or worse because of that same old disconnect Elias talked about on occasion. Never brought it up verbally but nothing could ghost Dominic's perusal. "Damn. Rejected again," Elias jests as he spots Dominic taking a break from playing grease monkey on his bike - Cigarette routinely positioned in mouth and garage wide open so that snow had begun collecting on the entrance floor. This wing was probably his safehaven, too.

"You should leave him to it." Dominic takes a long drag before expelling two plumes from his nose.

"Yeah I know, I know. Just seems wrong to not try. I don't think he's going home for Christmas. Hasn't heard from his Uncle for a couple of years...Not sure why. Marius tells me that's nothing out of the ordinary. Still, doesn't hurt to remind him we're around."

"He knows we're around. If you and Monika make a fuss it'll probably backfire."

"You could be right. But hey, buzzing in somebody’s ear is better than letting them feel ignored. I wouldn't be half as fun if I wasn't annoying."

"...Are you sure 'fun' is the right word?" Dominic concealed his smirk behind another toke.

"Whaaatever. Have a good night Brunsmeier. And don't get too cold old man! I don't know how you have the place all opened up on days like this. I don't want to come back tomorrow morning and find you in cryostasis."

"Uhuh. Well, snow chains. Fitting new ones on the tires and have to put 'em to the test somehow. See you, Smartass."

23 December.

The air was cold and dry and it permeated indoors but the serenity of snow blanketing everything for miles upon miles outweighed the chill in his lungs. Even the sun couldn’t thaw the ice nor interfere with celebrants having their white Christmas. From the moment he'd woken up that morning he rushed to get stuck back into his work without so much as cranking up the radiators. No matter the climate, it wouldn't deter him from his endeavours, much like Winter itself. As he fine-tuned his latest creation Marius felt overcome with accomplishment and relief knowing he had the rest of the day to spare after hours of trial and error. Fingers weaved and arms raised he stretched up high, taking a moment to admire the fully customised apparatus begging to be used. Fishing his phone out of a denim pocket he checked the time and grabbed one of the gift boxes wrapped neatly with a lavender bow. Monika would always make a point of going home to celebrate with her family - he'd heard many stories about her mother's Sauerbraten - and was always the first to leave to ensure she'd catch her flight. Ergo, her turn came first. His soles crunched against the virgin snow as Marius made his way to the dormitories. He could've forgotten the clean scent of fresh air or the sheer brightness the day can bring after spending a majority of his time hunkered down at the workroom. Cutting it close, he was fortunate enough to cross paths with Monika, luggage in her wake while punching in a numberpass for the electronic gate. "Monika!" He called out, waving her down.

"Hm?" Immediately she turned on her heel - Perhaps he startled her, or it was the (pleasant) surprise of hearing that familiar voice in another place other than his station or dorm.

"Monika, I'm glad I could catch you. Here--" Offering the palm sized box it was clear to the both of them that neither knew exactly how to handle the situation without underlying befuddlement. "--Frohe Weihnachten." (Merry Christmas). Ah yes, he'd forgotten that part. He wasn't well-versed in the act of gift giving - not face to face, at least...

"Really? For me?"

"Of course it is. It's purple. I don't know anybody else's favourite colour."

"I'm a little speechless...! Thank you Marius, and Frohe Weihnachten. I got something for you too, so did Elias. You were too busy we didn't think to disturb you and thought we'd leave them on your desk. You're welcome to pick them up yourself beneath the tree Emmanuelle and Yumiko set up in the foyer." Something akin to a glorified 'Secret Santa' Harry suggested for Team Rainbow to build on their camaraderie but appealed little to Dominic.

"Oh, that was unnecessary, but I'm grateful. Then I'm obliged to thank you as well. I didn't expect anything - I just wanted to see what I could come up with. I hope you like it."

"No act of benevolence is unnecessary. I'm tempted to open this up right here and now, I'm very curious. I'm going to show restraint however and open it tomorrow. I'll shoot you a message afterwards, OK?" She unzipped her case and placed it delicately atop folded clothes. Whatever it was, it seemed fragile, and would need the padding. "You take care of yourself Marius. Tschüss!" She passed through the gate and left with a smile.

24 December.

With more confidence after yesterday's exchange next in line was either Elias or Dominic, whoever he bumped into first. Today was bitterly cold and much darker, grey clouds hanging overhead almost as thick as the snow. Still, it was welcomed by those who enjoyed the seasonal comforts of lounging around; Vastly preferable to these scorching Summers in recent years, to Marius' admittance. He could spy from beyond his work station window that Dominic had the garage locked up early and was now dumping fodder to feed one of his burn barrel fires. To Marius, this had grown synonymous with Winter, and was a good way to gauge the severity of the weather - Dominic explained to him that it became habit from his undercover days, and was a quick & easy disposal method of...well, anything that could burn. Which sounded vaguely ominous with the way he put it, and there was no doubt in his mind that it absolutely was ominous. But that was then. He would ponder though, what his fellow operative saw in those flames. If he thought of an array of things and memories like a haunting myriad or maybe he just saw nothing more than a warming fire and burning magazines. It was hardly worth asking either, because he was scarcely linear, and seemed to quietly take pleasure in keeping people on their toes. An enigma for sure. They both were. Joining Dominic's side he could feel heat from the fire and the barrel itself as it raged on between them.

"You've been out here a while?" "An hour, maybe less." "Can't be too good for you. It's cold & flu season. If you're going to see your nephews and nieces, that's not wise." "I've dealt with worse." "Yes, that's true, I'm sure your lungs appreciate your pack-a-day fitness ritual." "If I smoked a pack a day, BPOL would give me the chop faster than any bad habits could on my life expectancy. Besides, I can still outrun you. Did you come here to give me health advice or was there something else?" "I know you well enough to know that giving you advice often goes unheeded." Much to my dismay. "So no, however--" He presents the red giftbox to Dominic, which he'd yet to acknowledge. Or he didn't care enough to ask. There's a visible confusion that reads in his otherwise stark expression - Like Monika's the day prior. Was it really so foreign for Marius to present his generosity this way? "Oh...?" "Open it, Dummkopf." Rather than muster some spur of the moment retort Dominic does as instructed. He settled the box in snow and crouched down to examine what awaited inside. "Pure silver electromagnetic rods. In a similar vein to an EMP device, rather, a preemptive attack on them and on your target. Think of them as an extension to your CEDs. Place them around in any formation you like to create an electromagnetic field; They will go live the moment your CEDs do. I've included a remote for functionality and to check that they're all within range of each other. The frequencies will be dizzying for enemy weaponry and at the touch of a button, shock anybody standing within the field's radius." Astounded, Dominic can only look down in disbelief at the device in his hands. It's one thing to fix up an old motorcycle, or even a car, but something of this calibre was truly belonging to a prodigious acumen. And that prodigy is Marius Streicher. "Oh, there's also armbands and a 'plate' you fit to the bottom of your footwear to absorb static and safeguard you from being on the receiving end of the electrogrid. That part should be a familiar concept." "..." "Well?" "I don't know how the hell you come up with this shit, but it's incredible." "Mmhmm. Of course it is, I made it. Brave of you to finally admit that." "Don't make me regret showing some gratitude. I mean it. Is this what you've been busying yourself with the whole month?" "Yeah, calculating pulse waveforms took more work than Monika's and Elias' upgrades, I readily accepted the challenge though." "You went to the trouble of making something for them too huh. Crazy." "I did yes. Monika's was no sweat. I pulled up the files on her RED Mk III and tweaked a few things. Utilising the same technology I fitted a lens-like screen to a headpiece, so the intel she needs is always in view, and her handling of weapons isn't compromised. I think she'll appreciate the purple tint I used for the lens. That, and it can also be used for her spelunking - The new and improved Spectre can see beyond solid walls several metres thick, and it can detect hollow spaces like tunnels. If she removes the chip and slots it into the drone I made for her - I'll reveal that part to her once she's back - she can apply the Spectre to airborne recon in the same way as the lens itself." "Now, you're showing off. She's going to use and abuse that thing every chance she gets." "Good. Then I won't have made it for nothing." "What about Elias, what did you give him?" "I haven't given him his yet which works out nicely." "I'm all ears, Brainiac." "Interesting moniker. Elias gets a conal radius motion & thermal detector that bolsters his ballistic shield. This will give him an increase in tactical advantage, by alerting him to whoever is in his vicinity. If there's an obstruction or he loses sight of the enemy he can find them with ease and make his move. Like Monika's, his can mimic the technology he's accustomed to and can also be detached and used with the specialised drone made for him. He'll be able to temporarily blind at range, or cause distraction, meaning if he keeps his wits about him he'll manage to play a part from long distances." Dominic spied something else in the box as Marius gave his run down on each of the devices. Brow furrowed he picks it up and examines it closely, unable to crack what purpose it served. "Hm. And this?" "That, is a personal touch. Call it whimsical but I think you'll like it. His drone is also yours." Shooting the engineer a bewildered glance Dominic held the second remote in hand, waiting expectantly to understand its significance and what exactly made it so 'whimsical'. "I had trouble coming up with a unique quality for each of you. You're both irreverent in your sense of humour, so I decided to play on that. Elias' drone also has a compartment where something, such as a flashbang for example, can be stored and dropped at command. I'll tell him about that. What I won't tell him however is that you have full access to the drone with that control you're holding. I'll leave it to your imagination to invent shenanigans of your own design. It ought to appease your prankster inclinations," Marius smiled knowingly, but only just - A sliver of the pride gathering in his center. Dominic's was blatant and devilish; Cogs turning in his mind already. But moreso this was a gift with meaning, and understanding to a level that excelled clinical intelligence. He had captured all three of them as operatives and as people, as friends, in the best way he knew how. Each gadget was far from mere machinery. Like polaroids immortalising their merits on the field and in life. "Don't expect to hear this out of me again anytime soon but you've outdone yourself." "Hah! It's worth the effort just to wring sincerity out of you, you ornery bastard." "Yeah, yeah, pot calling the kettle black. I know you're not a drinker but come on, show me how to use this thing over a pint - and bring the drone. I want to get Elias back for all his gaudy Christmas music in the dorms. I considered smothering him with his pillow, but this will suffice." He sneered, amused by his own facetiousness. "I know you don't have anything else planned so I'm not giving you much of a choice." After placing everything back in its box Dominic stood up to give his friend a gracious pat on the back. Marius noticed a glint in his eye he hadn't been privy to before - one unlike the dispassion that most would consider default to 'Bandit' - perhaps they were both seeing each other in a different light. An aspect they kept tucked away, save for rare junctures such as these. "Fine. I'll agree, considering the occasion. Might as well get into the spirit of things a little. Frohe Weihnachten, Dominic." "Frohe Weihnachten."

[deeeelightfuldee]

surveys 050.

x1 When are you likely to lie? If it is a surprise. 

x2 Do you say what you mean, and mean what you say? almost always other than in the above circumstance.

x3 What is a personality type that you do not like? confrontational, entitled, argumentative, angered, aggressive

x4 What is a personality type that you DO like? KINDNESS, genuine, honest, warm, loyal, fun-loving, caring

x5 Which of your friends is the least like you? In what way? meg. She is veryyy promiscuous and flirts with danger in pretty much every way imagineable. Drinking, drugs, trips with guys she hasn’t met, sleeping with people she hardly knows their names, etc.

x6 How about the most like you? In what way? umm, I guess I don’t know. my friends are loud when I’m soft. They’re funny when I’m not. I’m patient and they’re impatient. I’m slow to react, theyre very reactive. 

x7 What is something you do daily? Is this a habit of yours? feed benny. yes.

x8 What was the last thing to frustrate you? Is it still, now? hmm, I guess being talked down to today. it was brief and there were semi-apologies, so nah. It’s not bugging me now.

x9 Do you let other peoples' troubles bring you down? I very much consider myself empathetic. I try very hard to not be consumed by someone else’s woes unless the situation calls for it.

x1o When was the last time you felt under-appreciated? oof. often.

x11 Does anyone take advantage of you or take you for granted? YEPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP.

x12 Are you taking anyone for granted? I’m sure there are ways I am, but I try not to.

x13 What is one selfish thing that you do? I used to tell people “hey, I need some attention” (mostly .. actually I think only with Kile) 

x14 How about something selfless? I have loved someone enough to let them go and love someone else despite how that kills me. If I love them enough, I want them to be happy. even if that means it’s without me

x15 If it were to snow right now, would that be unusual? It would be. It’s July. Snow is not at all a likelihood in such hot weather.

x16 What do you like to do on your favorite holiday? ooo goodness. I just love slowing down and taking moments to burn the memory into my brain. Stop and really think about the smells, the sounds, the people, the traditions, the sights, the weather, etc. It just fills my cup. 

x17 What helps you fall asleep? playing serendipity. Otherwise I forsure have nightmares about losing kile.

x18 When you are nervous about something, what do you do? my legs quiver. my hands on occasion. Sometimes my jaw gets tingly. 

x19 Have you ever been near death? How was this experience? Yes. Once as a child I had a really severe illness and was hospitalized for a long time. Another time I was in a bad accident and went through the windshield (again as a child). I’ve been very sick as an adult but not to the point of death. I have had someone plan to kill me. that was probably my closest brush with death I suppose.

x2o What is something you understand very well? umm, neuroscience. Sudoku. humor. 

x21 How do you feel about friendship in general? Its an interesting thing. Em and nathan are life-rs. We are connected for life. However, I felt closest to my kile. I just felt like I belonged with him. but without him I feel so empty. I don’t like that part of friendship.

x22 Is there anyone you wish you were still friends with now? I mean I think it’s obvious. 

x23 Which friendship have you maintained the longest? Are you two close? em. we are

x24 What do you do to help yourself "move on" from things? ummm, you should probably ask me this in a few months when I’ve learned how to do such a thing. the only thing I know is it is a process where you wake up every day and muster up courage to exist another 24 hours. eventually when it’s bedtime, you collapse into a pool of tears and pray for courage to sleep. then you wake up and repeat the process until it gets easier and easier. I have no recipe for moving on.

x25 What is a scent that reminds you of someone? jimmy choo man reminds me of dustin and liza.

x26 Is there an image/memory you wish you could forget? oh my goodness, yes. But it wouldn’t do me any good.

x27 Do you think it is possible to live without regret? Why or why not? I think yes. I think we can recognize that those moments helped to shape us into the people we are today. Things happen for a reason.

x28 Do you think that you are headed in the right direction? Right now I’m without much direction, but I do think I’m where God is calling me to be. 

x29 If you have a religion, do you think it's the only "right" one? My faith is what I genuinely believe is true.

x3o Have you met anyone else who challenged that belief? of course people want to challenge it 

x31 What is the hardest part about writing a paper, for you? ugh, decent intro/conclusion. The meat and potatoes parts are my fave. I love the editing. But the intros and conclusions I dread. 

x32 How often do you doubt yourself? Has this helped or hindered you? I never did before. I do find myself starting to doubt things since stuff happened with kile. I doubt my looks, my ability to find someone, my future, my awareness of those around me, my intelligence, my value towards someone else. I know I have a lot to offer, but I now doubt whether anyone wants what I have to offer.

x33 What is a fear you want to overcome? putting myself back out there.

x34 What is something you do not like about yourself, with good reason? the fact that I am enormous. It’s not that I cant appreciate body positivity, it’s that I think I am found unattractive. 

x35 Do you do anything harmful? Like what? Generally no. I’ve had thoughts of things but never acted on anything.

[khunvegas]

Stucky Feels!

I’ve always shipped them but it’s recently that I’ve been reading fics in this fandom and they are amazing. This is my collection of amazingness in words. My Stucky fanfic rec.

6:13 AM by @halerogers​

It was routine, getting on the train that early in the morning, and Steve had it down to a damn tee. It was tiring, waking up that early to catch a train to work, but it wasn't so bad.

Especially not after he started showing up.

He was the man with murder eyes and shockingly good looks despite the whole hobo vibe but with a soft center. Steve liked to call him the Human Impersonation of the Grumpy Cat in his head; Grumpy Cat for short when he whined about him to either Natasha or Sam.

OR – in which Steve falls in love with a stranger.

A Christmas Game by @that-girl​

Bucky loses his pet mouse and yells at his very hot neighbour to keep his cat away from his baby. And Natasha regrets the day she met Bucky. It's a fluff fest.

An Accident of Time by Pickitup

Boys weren’t omegas. Not outside of blue movies, or bluer songs, at least, the kind of anecdotes too ribald even for soldiers to tell. Girls were omegas, sometimes, but rarely, even in those days. Dying breeds, he guessed. When he was the asset it had stopped entirely, he had thought it all over: feels sick thinking of what they would have done to exploit him if he had suffered back then. But now, 2014, eating three meals a day, sleeping regularly in a safe bed, the old ghost has come back.

Bite Your Tongue by Avaaricious

AKA the "I work at a department store and if you take out and unfold a shirt and then leave it one more time I'm going to stuff it down your throat" AU

Captain Fantastic and the Pineapple King by @bucky-fucky-barnes

Shit. She hadn't noticed him yet. Maybe he could turn and leave without them noticing – Sam would understand. Sam was the most empathetic person he knew. He wouldn’t scold Steve for coming home spice-less to avoid an awkward encounter with an ex. Surely. They drew closer Fuck Please don't notice me, please don't notice me, please don't notice me... "Steve?" Fuck. In which Steve is saved from his ex in a grocery store, Bucky Barnes is Way Too Chill about absolutely everything, and Sam has had enough of all of these goddamn pineapples in his fucking house. Or: The five times Steve received a pineapple (and one Piña Colada) and the one time he didn't

Come On, Leave Me Breathless by @emphasisonem​

“Shit, I don’t want to talk to him,” Bucky huffs, running a hand through his hair and blurting out the first idea that comes to mind, “I really- would you make out with me real quick?”

“What?” the blond bleats, blue eyes wide as he stares at Bucky.

In which Bucky really doesn't want to talk to his ex and enlists the help of an attractive stranger to avoid him.

Cool Beans by @emphasisonem​

“Guy looks a little like a hobo,” Pietro smirks, and a whoosh of breath leaves the young man as his sister elbows him in the stomach.

“Be kind,” Wanda admonishes him. “He’s very handsome, Steve. He looks strong.”

“Don’t be gettin’ any ideas there, Wanda,” Steve smiles at his friend. “I’m doing just fine on my own. I have the shop to think about. I don’t need any romantic entanglements right now.”

“We’ll see,” Wanda’s lips turn up at the corners, and Steve can’t help but laugh at the mischief sparkling in her eyes.

In which Steve owns a coffee shop and Bucky is a carpenter who buys the property next door.

Did you really just ask....? by Kare

"I just want to sit on the couch with you, watch bad action movies, eat greasy pizza and marry you. Is that really that much to ask?"

Steve can deal with the first three wishes. He isn't really sure if he heard the fourth one correctly...

Well, only one way to find out... maybe...

Enjoy the Silence by neversaydie

Silence used to be peaceful for Bucky. These days it makes him feel like he's waiting for something, like he's listening for the warning sounds of predators approaching.

Now silence means he's waiting for the other shoe to drop.

He lives in a beautiful apartment with his husband-to-be and tells himself that everything is just fine. He doesn't sleep, he's scared of putting a foot wrong in case Brock snaps again, and he's desperately lonely, but he has everything he ever wants and that should be enough. It's not like he can complain about being taken care of, even if parts of it aren't exactly his choice.

Running into his childhood friend (literally) just might change everything. 'Just fine' doesn't seem like enough once Steve walks back into his life. The problem is, Bucky's been stuck in his cage for so long that he's not sure he can leave it on his own.

Filthy Things You Say by Limoncello_Bella

Bucky wanted to kiss him, kiss him and then press him against the wall or desk and do things to him that would leave them both as a pile of sexually sated human mush. Mentally, he swore, he didn’t even have a type, but spitfire twinks more stubborn than a mule were quickly becoming number one on the nonexistent list.

Or.

Steve is a cuddle-slut drunk and his latest victim is one Bucky Barnes.

For Who I've Not Yet Become by @thebestpersonherelovesbucky

Bucky Barnes -- powerful Wall Street tycoon -- has everything he needs. Money, good looks, a life in the fast lane. He's living on top of the world in a Park Avenue Penthouse in Manhattan, is the youngest vice president ever over at Stark Industries and might even be named Forbes Man of the Year -- again. Nothing can bring him down.

That is until Bucky has a strange encounter with a young man named Eli on Christmas Eve and wakes up Christmas morning married to his old college sweetheart, Steve Rogers.

With his entire world turned upside down, Bucky must find a way to navigate his way through marriage and fatherhood and suburbia. And maybe find the unique answer to the age old question... What if...?

Heat Wave by HandsAcrossTheSea

Sometimes, you just have to let nature take its course.

Hey, Bartender, Pour ‘Em Hot Tonight by @emphasisonem​

Steve looks down and catches sight of a bright pink drink in a hurricane glass. Moisture is beaded on the outside, and the cool feel of it is nice on Steve’s sweaty hand as he picks up the monstrosity Sam has ordered for him.

“What the hell is this?” Steve asks, a disbelieving smile on his face. “You couldn’t just order me a beer?”

“You said to surprise you,” Sam smirks. “And you made me wait.”

“But what is it?” Steve repeats, and is answered by a deep, unfamiliar voice.

“It’s a Singapore Sling,” the man behind the bar is smiling. “Not what you were expecting?”

In which Bucky is a bartender and Steve is immediately smitten. He's not the only one.

Honestly, I Just Came Out To Have A Good Time by @youngavengersfeels​

The first time Steve met Bucky, Bucky was jumping into a pond only a smidge less polluted than the from The Simpsons, butt naked. Things could really only go up from there.

I Get Knocked Down (But I Get Up Again) by @emphasisonem​

“You sure you’re ok?” the blond asks, and Bucky really appreciates the fact that the guy isn’t laughing, considering his friend can’t seem to help snickering at Sam’s outrageous display.

“I’m fine,” Bucky huffs with a smirk. “Pride’s a little bruised, and I’m guessing I look like a fuckin’ drowned rat, but no permanent damage.”

A slow- and frankly, evil- smile makes its way across the blond’s lips. There’s a flicker of uncertainty in those blue eyes, but it’s replaced with a nearly-predatory look that gives Bucky goosebumps.

“Shame,” the other man teases Bucky. “I’m pretty good at kissin’ things better.”

In which Bucky Barnes is a show off at the beach and pays the price.

I Need Coffee in an I.V. by @emphasisonem​

Bucky points at the counter, pouting. “They took my coffee maker.”

Steve looks like he wants to laugh, but Bucky thinks he does an admirable job of biting it back.

“Good god, how ever will you survive?” Steve asks, and Bucky usually kind of adores that sassy mouth of Steve’s, but he doesn’t fuck around when it comes to his coffee.

In which the office coffee maker breaks and Bucky is forced to rely on the kindness of an unknown coworker.

Is It Pretending If I Already Want You? By @ohcaptainmycaptain1918

Based on prompt: Pretend Boyfriends AU where one of their families is always wondering why they're never in a relationship, so the other offers to pretend to be their boyfriend for some family event"

Basic Steps to Getting Yourself In a Pickle With Both Your Family and The Guy You've Secretly Crushed On For Five Years (A Guide):

STEP 1: After being perpetually single and constantly making up excuses to your family, give in and lie about having a boyfriend. STEP 2: Agree to bring said boyfriend to the family cottage for a week so he can be your date to your parents' wedding anniversary party. STEP 3: Panic. STEP 4: Say 'yes' when your best friend and closet crush - who you're convinced isn't interested in you that way in the least - offers to be your pretend boyfriend. STEP 5: Try your best not to fall in love with them during the trip. STEP 6: Fail miserably.

Kinda Like the Way He Dips by @uhtredthepagan

‘Jesus, Bucky, are you wearing a mesh tank top?’ ‘Like it?’ ‘You look ridiculous.’ ‘Excuse me, this was a serious part of my teenage angst, Nat. I wore these boots to school.’

Let your heart be light by @relenafanel

Bucky looks like he’s had a difficult month, what with the eviction notice and all, but that’s not the reason Steve gives for allowing him to stay on his couch.

“You have somewhere to go?” Steve questioned, crossing his arms and attempting to look casual, not like he was worried for Bucky. He stepped into the apartment, ignoring how bare it was.

Bucky paused and gave him an exasperated look. “I’m not completely hopeless.”

A fic spanning from mid-November to early-February.

Of Broken Dreams and Mended Hearts by @thebestpersonherelovesbucky

When the House of Barnes is left in massive debt after the death of George Barnes, their oldest son and heir, Bucky, is forced to sacrifice his own hopes and dreams by entering an arranged married to Steve Rogers. Steve seems kind enough, has a prominent job in the government, and was even voted Society's Best Catch. But the House Rogers is significantly higher in status than Bucky's family, which means Bucky is marrying up in Society, and marrying up doesn't only come with rewards, it also comes with certain...expectations and losses--some of which Bucky might be willing to do anything to avoid. And those opportunities might come his way.

Unless, of course, he actually starts falling in love with his new husband...

One Way Or Another by @chiyume​ @rogersxbarnesx​

When Steve volunteers to help Tony launch Stark Tech’s new Military Prosthetics Project, the last person he expects to see as he walks into the lab is the same guy who had him shoved up against a wall in the back of a club the weekend before.

Back then he had just been Steve Rogers; a civilian looking for a good time just like everyone. Here, he’s Captain America; hero, justice, and patriotism personified. Bucky, however, is still the flirtatious devil he had been back at the club, and he’s obviously not going to let something as trivial as Steve’s occupation get in the way of what he wants.

Patches of Memory by LokiNeedsHugs1031

What if soldiers hadn't shown up at Bucky's apartment while he was in hiding. What if Steve found him instead and no attack followed. Steve finally gets the chance to trigger Bucky's memories and they re-discover their romantic past.

Slide to Answer by @relenafanel

Note: a series that explain you how a stranger gives you relationships advice and then becomes your boyfriend.

Telluride by @captain-winterdaddy​

Bucky's mom refuses to believe that he has nobody to bring to their annual Christmas family vacation. She also refuses to believe that he's gay, which in turn leads Bucky to tell her some maybe untruthful things.

Shenanigans ensue.

The artist and his coffee shop muse by Little_Lottie (tfwatson)

“Umm…” Steve glances up to find the waiter standing there with a smirk and a raised eyebrow looking expectant and arguably more delicious than the pastry. “I didn’t order this." “No,” the man says through a huff of laughter. “But technically, you didn’t order the coffee either.”

"Huh?"

Opposite him, the man slides into the booth, light bouncing off his shirt and drenching his eyes with even more blue.

Steve’s eyes dart left and right, looking for whatever it is he’s missed.

The Proposal by @steves-winter-boobear​

Steve Rogers works as an executive assistant for his demon of a boss James Barnes, at Pierce Publishing. Everyone HATES working with James Barnes, the epitome of Satan himself in every way possible. But when his Visa for immigration is denied, James quickly hatches a plan and drags Steve into a plot to thwart the United States Government into thinking they are engaged to avoid deportation. Thus follows the weekend from your wildest imagination as boss and employee learn about themselves and what it means to be truly happy.

The Super-Dick of Freedom by raeganrolland

Short story of a slight misunderstanding, underwear that doesn't fit, and the gosh darn Super-Dick.

The Winter Soldier vs. Twitter (hashtag BuckRogers) by @galwednesday​

“Remember what I said about internet trolls?”

“Don’t feed the trolls.”

“Exactly. Did I not say the same thing to Barnes?” Tony asked rhetorically. “Were those not my exact words? I could have sworn they were, and yet.”

“Bucky’s feeding the trolls?”

“He’s throwing a goddamn seven-course troll banquet. Every time someone on Twitter asks if your relationship announcement is real, he replies. Colorfully.”

Steve opened his mouth to ask what “colorfully” meant, then caught the gleam in Tony’s eye and put two and two together. He blushed. Colorfully. “Oh.”

(Steve and Bucky announce their relationship in a very dignified press conference. Bucky then replies to every goddamn tweet asking him to confirm it with a different dirty euphemism. Things escalate from there.)

These American Dreams (ain’t no white picket fences left for me) by @kariye

In which Bucky has a house, a dog, an herb garden, and a serious case of insomnia. Welcome to Havensport, Indiana (population 8,294), where Tom’s Neighborhood Grocer stays open all night, little old ladies call the car shop to get their refrigerators repaired, and the heat of summer days and the length of summer nights can make you think that this perfect world will last forever.

Thirty-Eight Days and Counting by @thecommodoresquid​

It didn’t escape him that Steve shared his assumed last name. “Are you gonna be my cousin?” Bucky asked dully.

Steve frowned. “Husband, actually,” he said easily, holding up his left hand to show a typical golden band.

Bucky scowled and closed the door.

AKA An AU in which Bucky is put in the witness protection program and Steve is the agent hired to protect him/pretend to be his husband.

Three Men in a VW by Slenderlock

Steve steps back into the car and closes the door, lips still tingling.

“You don’t like blondes,” Bucky says.

Sam chokes.

Worth It by @lesserknownhero​

While debating on going through with an ill advised hook-up Bucky is caught by his best friend Natasha. Forced to lie about his whereabouts and nightly activities he invents a fake past with a handsome stranger. Little does he know that once the lies begin they will be hard to stop.

Steve is out alone trying to force himself to be social and failing miserably. The only bright spot in his disappointing evening is comes when he inadvertently eavesdrops on the hot guy next to him as he blatantly lies to his nosy friend. The entertainment takes a turn for the bizarre when suddenly he's pulled into the lies and is forced to play along.

Yours for the Taking by @cookie-book-took​

Bucky really should not have got in the car. He shouldn't of stolen the mystery case. He shouldn't of lied about it. He shouldn't of thought he could outsmart everyone. Bucky did all of the above and is firmly on Steve Roger's radar.

But it's exciting and his bland life needs excitement...what's the worse that can happen...

[rudizzlefoshizzle]

DO EM ALL U FAKA

Personal

1- How are you? - I’m tired lol I wanna sleep but I gotta stay up because I switch to nightshift tomorrow.

2- Post a picture of yourself.

3- Do you ever wish you were someone else? - Yes.

4- What is your entire name? - Rudy Jay White.

5- How old are you? - 22.

6- Age you get mistaken for: - Lol idk people think I’m older than I am for some reason.

7- Your zodiac/horoscope and if you think it fits your personality: - Libra, and I don’t pay attention to this horoscope stuff quite honestly.

8- What did you do on your last birthday? - I don’t remember. But I had training/work for the job that I have now.

9- What is one thing you would like to accomplish before your next birthday? - My birthday is in less than a month lol but I’d really like to stop being so shy and talk to girls I find attractive wherever that may be like the gym or at the store.

10- What is your hair color? - Black.

11- Have you ever dyed your hair? - I bleached it in highschool.

12- What is your eye color? - Brown.

13- If you could change your eye color, would you? - Idk what color would be nice though. Hazel or something idk.

14- Do you wear contacts/glasses? - Nope.

15- Your opinion about your body and how comfortable you are with it: - I’m skinny and I have a very hard time gaining weight/muscle and I also have really bad joints like idk if that’s just hereditary or what but yeah I really hate my knees and shoulders. And I also have acne all over my upper body so I’m figuring out how to take care of that. I am really trying to get more comfortable and confident with my body.

16- Have you ever considered plastic surgery? What would you alter about your body? - Lol nope.

17- Say 8 facts about your body: - Skinny, inflexible, big head, small hands, hairy, pale, outta shape, 5′ 8″.

18- Do you have any tattoos? - Nope.

19- Do you have any piercings? - Nope.

20- Left or right handed? - Write with my right, throw with my left.

21- What’s your sexual orientation? - Straight.

22- Do you drink? - Yes.

23- Do you smoke? - Nope.

24- Do you have any pets? - Two dogs, one cockatiel.

25- Where do you work? - Island Energy Services Refinery.

26- Something you are working on right now: - This stupidly long questionnaire lol.

27- Do you have any “rules” about food? - Not really. I eat whatever I want really. But I cut back on fast food quite a bit.

28- Where are you from? - Ewa Beach, HI.

29- What would you say is your best quality? - idk. I’m pretty chill. Lol. I’m also pretty loyal.

30- What do you think you’re really good at? - Being surreptitious. I is one ninja.

31- What do you think you’re really bad at? - Being assertive. Lol

32- What talent do you wish you’d been born with? - Charisma and social skills lvl 100.

33- Are you a bad person? - I’ve done some stupid and bad things in my life. But I don’t think I’m bad lol there are far worse people.

34- Are you nice to everyone? - Yes.

35- Say 3 facts about your personality: - Quiet, shy, awkward af.

36- Has someone ever spread a nasty rumor about you? - Not that I can think of atm.

37- What is your ideal bed? Why? - Lol idk a bed that is comfortable and doesn’t feel like the floor.

38- Did you wake up cranky? - Nope.

39- Do you sleep with a stuffed toy? - Nope.

40- What do you think about the most? - This is an interesting question cause I’m not really sure. Lol it could be work, it could be how fucking single I am, it could be her.

41- Share 2 habits: - Going to target, going on my laptop and chilling before going to sleep.

42- What do you want to be when you “get older”? - Happy.

43- What are your career goals? - Get outta shift work cause this shit is tough on your personal life lol.

44- What is your ideal career? - Pro soccer player lol.

45- Is your life anything like it was two years ago? - Nope. Well it kinda is kinda isn’t. New job with shift work so that really affects my life. And I’m single now.

46- Do you replay things that have happened in your head? - Yes. More than I’d like to admit.

47- Have you ever had an imaginary friend? - Lol no not that I can remember.

48- Say 10 facts about your room: - I have a picture on the wall which is of my parents and I, the bed takes up half the room, it gets fucking hot during the day, I have two inuyasha posters hanging on the wall, it’s fairly simple/boring, there’s a ceiling fan, walls are white, it’s next to the laundry room so I can hear when there’s laundry being done, no A/C, black and red themed pretty much.

49- Do you have any phobias? - Heights, if I think about it. If I don’t focus on it then I���m fine.

50- Have you ever been to a psychiatrist/therapist? - Nope.

51- Are you allergic to anything? If so, what? - Not sure but I can’t wear metal necklaces cause the back of my neck breaks out in a rash. But that was when I was like 5 so idk.

52- Ever broken any bones? - Fractured my left heel, broke my left arm.

53- Ever come close to death? - Not that I can think of.

54- Things you like and dislike about yourself: - Like: Somewhat fit, I think before I act, I am very empathetic, I’m getting better at not letting dumb petty things bother me. Dislike: Awkwardness, shyness, lack of confidence.

55- A random fact about yourself: - I can beat you in any Wii sport. And probably Call of Duty too. Even though I’m retired. Lol

56- What are three things most people don’t know about you? - I’ve been to Milan, I’ve been to Monaco, and I played soccer in hail.

57- An unknown fact about your life: - The hell does that mean. Lol if it’s unknown let’s keep it that way.

58- Share something about yourself others might think is weird: - I am passionate about reverse parking. If you don’t reverse park, wtf are you doing.

59- Five weird things that you like: - The smell of Waipio soccer park, the smell of the ocean, the smell of a freshly opened bag of funyuns, compliments, knowing I’m appreciated. Lol

60- Do you have a facebook? If so, would you add the person who sent you this? - Yes. Lol pretty sure we aren’t friends on there but I don’t go on facebook anyway so.

61- Do you have any pictures on your Facebook? - Yes.

62- Describe yourself in one word/sentence: - Awkward.

63- A quote you try to live by: - “All the days that you wake up, you have one job, and that’s to get better, every single day.”

64- Leave me a compliment: - Who am I complimenting? Lol I’m assuming it’s the person from the ask sooo hey I think you’re great and I’ve always admired the way you stick up for what you believe in and I value our friendship very highly.

Favorites

65- What is your favorite thing to do? - Leave work and go to the gym lol.

66- What’s your favorite color? - Idk it’s between red and blue.

67- What’s your favorite band/singer? - Metallica.

68- What’s your favorite movie? - The documentary Jurassic Park.

69- What are your favorite books? Jurassic Park, The Lost World, Harry Potter series.

70- What is your favorite quote and why? - “Everything happens for a reason.” Everything that happens, happens for a reason. Whether that be to teach you a lesson, or to put you in a situation to succeed, or to get you out of a shitty situation. It’s just up to you to learn from the things that happened, so that you don’t make the stupid mistakes again.

71- What is your favorite word? - Moist.

72- What is your least favorite word? - Break.

73- What is your favorite type of food? - Good food ayyy lol. I always enjoy home cooked meals, from family or friends.

74- Your favorite ice cream? - Cookies and cream.

75- What’s your favorite animal? - Dog.

76- Dogs or cats? - Dogs.

77- Describe your favorite texture: - Lol uhhh soft, smooth, and warm.

78- What is your favorite flower? - I like roses.

79- What’s your favorite scent? And on the opposite sex? - Lol my favorite scent/smell is either the smell of the ocean or of Waipio soccer park, because it reminds me of all the times I’ve been there growing up/reminds me of my childhood. On the opposite sex it would probably be whatever perfume they like/their favorite perfume.

80- What is your favorite season? Fall and/or winter because there are lots of birthdays this time of year, and lots of holidays.

81- What are the top five places you wish you could go before you die? - Old Trafford, Santiago Bernabéu, Japan, Oregon, Alaska.

82- What are four things you can’t live without and why? - Coffee, friends, family, soccer. I need my coffee to wake me up and to relax, I need my friends and family for love and support, and I need soccer because I love it and it’s a stress reliever.

83- Which mythological creature are you most like? Why? - Um I’m a troll cause I am ugly and skinny and awkward looking and sometimes you can’t understand what I’m saying lol. Troll from Warcraft btw.

84- What’s your favorite television show? - I don’t watch tv lol

85- Favorite place to shop at? - TARGET.

86- Say 2 facts about your favorite things: - Coffee is the world's second most valuable traded commodity, only behind petroleum. Soccer is a sport played between two teams of eleven players with a round ball and is known as football in most countries outside of the United States.

Family, childhood and places

87- Say 4 facts about your parents: - My mom is full Filipino, my dad is white and tiny bit Japanese, they met when they worked at the Navy exchange I believe, they’ve been together for almost 30 years.

88- Are you more like your mom or your dad? - I’m like a perfect mix of both pretty much lol. But I wish I had more of my dads confidence and drive.

89- Do you have any siblings? - Two older sisters.

90- Say 9 facts about your family: - There are five of us, I’m the youngest, we lived in Mililani till I was three then we moved to Ewa Beach, we have two dogs, we have a cockatiel, we take up six stalls with the amount of vehicles we have lol, my sister has two kids, my siblings and I all played soccer growing up, the last family trip we had was to Vegas two years ago.

91- What’s your relationship like with your family? - It’s alright, could be better. But that’s just on me because I’m fairly secretive with my personal life lol. But whenever we eat dinner or go out I talk their ears off.

92- Say 7 facts about your childhood: - I started playing soccer when I was four, I went to preschool at Friendship Christian School, I was a very emotional and outgoing kid that would sing and dance and cry a lot lol, I went to a UH basketball camp when I was like 5 or 6 and the coach liked me enough to take my dad and I on a quick tour of the campus athletic facilities lol, I was a huge nerd in elementary school and got that presidential award thing for my grades, I was also the biggest dinosaur nerd, and I was the best tetherball player in the school.

93- The best and the worst childhood memories: - Idk if these are the absolute best and worst but I can only think of these atm. Best would be all the times during soccer when we’d win a very important game, worst would probably be when I was four I was at the water park and standing too close behind a kid golfing and I got KTFO.

94- Say 6 facts about your home town: - 76$oUTh, Ewa Beach, Ewafknbeach, it’s fucking hot, it’s crowded af, there needs to be more breakfast places here.

95- Are you going out of town soon? - Yeah.

96- Where would you like to live? - I don’t mind living on Oahu all my life. But if I move then it would probably be for work. Or future gf/wife has to move for work.

97- What would your dream house be like? - Fawken soccer field in the backyard. Central A/C. The house itself doesn’t have to be extravagant, I like simple. But 3 bedrooms 2 bathrooms probably at the least lol.

98- Where would you go on your dream vacation? - Old Trafford, Manchester. To watch Manchester United play.

99- Where you want to be right now? - Idk I’m alright right now at home in my room lol.

100- Top three places to visit: See #81.

Friends

101- Would you ever smile at a stranger? - Oh I do that all the time. I just don’t talk to them after lol.

102- Do you prefer to be friends with girls or boys? - Guys.

103- Who is someone you never tire of? - Someone I love.

104- Do you have someone you can be your complete self around? - Yes.

105- Who is your most loyal friend? - Lol idk I’m not super close to anybody right now that I can be sure to say that they’re loyal.

106- Is there anyone you can tell EVERYTHING to? - Yes.

107- If your best friend died, what would you do? - Probably cry my ass off for a couple months.

108- A reason you’ve lied to a friend: - I was being a bitch. I was afraid of their opinion/reaction and hurting their feelings. But it was the wrong decision to lie.

109- Have you ever felt replaced? - Yes.

110- Say 5 facts about your bestfriend(s): - I don’t really have a bestfriend anymore. I just have friends.

Relationships

111- The last person you hugged? - My mom.

112- Who was your first kiss with? - A girl I was classmates with in elementary lol.

113- Do you like kissing in public? - I’ll be lame whenever I want with my girl lol. Just not full on making out.

114- Have you ever kissed someone older than you? - I think so.

115- You have a preference for boys or girls? - Idk what this means.

116- Is the male or female body closest to perfection? - Have you seen Cristiano Ronaldo’s body

117- Do you believe in love at first sight? - Lol it’s not love it’s just infatuation. But there are girls I’ve seen and met where I’m like WTF how are you so perfect looking and I cannot function.

118- Do you believe in soul mates? - Sure. But I feel like there are lots of people you can spend your life with, you just gotta get lucky and be given the chance to prove that you’re the one, and you’re worth all the bullshit and trouble that is inevitable in relationships.

119- What is your idea of the perfect date? - We go do something we both enjoy doing, and enjoy being in each other’s company, and we’re both chillin and having fun and wouldn’t wanna be anywhere else with anyone else.

120- Based on past relationships or crushes, describe your perfect boyfriend/girlfriend: - They are very open and communicate everything that’s on their mind, because in relationships there can be no assumptions, or hidden feelings or intentions, gotta have it all out and known. They are driven, goal oriented, passionate, and is also not afraid to call you out on your faults and bullshit. They pay attention to you, like actually take the time and effort to pay attention and notice you and if something is wrong. And they know what to do to lift your spirits up when needed.

121- What is the first thing you notice in someone? - Probably their height.

122- Are looks important in a relationship? - I mean isn’t that what makes you attracted to someone in the first place? Maybe not. But for some people it’s probably very important. For me not as much. At the end of the day, I want someone that makes me happy, feels like home, and who I want to wake up next to every morning for the rest of my life.

123- What’s the most superficial characteristic you look for? - Nice eyebrows maybe idk. Cute nose. lol

124- What’s your opinion on age differences in relationships? - It’s only an issue when the people are young and have to deal with extra bullshit. Then it becomes too stressful and not worth the extra work to one of the people or both. When both people are older and adults and have experience and are more mature, it isn’t an issue at all if they truly love each other and wanna make it work.

125- Would you ever date someone off of the Internet? - Idk about that.

126- Five guys/girls whom you find attractive: - Ariana Grande, Selena Gomez, Miranda Kerr, Emma Watson, Cristiano Ronaldo loooool

127- Do you have a crush on anyone? - Yes.

128- A description of the girl/boy you like: - Her smile makes my heart skip a beat. Her laugh is one of the most beautiful things I’ve ever heard. She doesn’t even have to put in any effort to look good. I can stare into her brown eyes and it leaves me breathless because I get lost in them. She is very independent, but I know she always appreciates a friend or a helping hand, because she doesn’t want to ask for help. And her presence really lights up the room. She can be so energetic and joyful and her upbeat personality just rubs off on people, especially me, and the mood in the room is lifted. I wish I could spend more time with her.

129- Say 1 fact about the person you like: - She’s awesome. Lol. Nah but she is honestly breathtakingly beautiful and I do get flustered sometimes when I talk to her.

130- If the person you like says they like someone else, what would you say? - Not exactly a surprise.

131- When was the last time you told someone you loved them? - Yesterday.

132- Do you think someone has feelings for you? - Lol no.

133- Do you think someone is thinking about you right now? - Idk.

134- Have you ever cried over a guy/girl? - Yes.

135- Have you ever wanted someone you couldn’t have? - Yes.

136- Anyone you’re giving up on? - Yes.

137- Have you ever liked someone you didn’t expect to? - Lol yes.

138- Have you ever liked someone who your friends hated? - I don’t think so.

139- Have you ever liked one of your best friends? - In my last relationship, we started as friends.

140- Has anyone told you they don’t want to ever lose you? - Yes.

141- Is there a boy/girl who you would do absolutely everything for? – Lol yes.

142- Is there someone you will never forget? - Yes.

143- Say five ways to win your heart: - You give me the time to show you I can be the one lol, you’re down to spend lots of time together, you’re able to handle my weird personality and my awkwardness, you communicate a lot with me, you understand that shift work is fuckin difficult but you still wanna make it work.

144- What turns you on? – Same taste in music. Uses proper grammar. Goes to the gym or plays sports or works out.

145- What turns you off? – Shit music taste. LOL. Uses incorrect grammar. Full of themselves.

146- What is the sexiest thing someone could ever do for/to you? – Probably straight up deny or refuse the advances of another guy and walk straight up to me and ask me out. LOL

147- What’s the sweetest thing anyone’s ever done for you? – Stick up for me in my absence.

148- What’s something sweet you’d like someone to do for you? - Fawken talk to me if you find me attractive looool

149- Have you ever written a song or poem for someone? Have you had one written for you? - Not that I can recall.

150- What’s the sweetest thing you’ve ever done for someone? – Idk. I’ve done a lot of stuff that would be considered sweet I guess. I can’t really name one thing that stands out or makes it special lol.

151- Are you in love? - Not in love anymore.

152- Are you in a relationship? - Nope.

153- If you have a boyfriend/girlfriend, what is your favorite thing about him/her? - N/A.

154- Are relationships ever worth it? - I believe they are. You either have someone you grow with and experience life with and maybe eventually spend the rest of your life with, or you learn and figure out what you don’t want in a relationship and learn from the mistakes you made.

155- Is there someone mad because you’re dating/talking to the person you are? – Probably not cause I’m not dating or talking to anyone.

156- Can you commit to one person? – Yes.

157- Do you think you can last in a relationship for 6 months and not cheat? – Yes.

158- Do you ever want to get married? – Yes.

159- Do you think you’ll be married in 5 years? – I honestly don’t know.

160- Future names of your children: - I don’t think about this at all.

161- Do you get jealous easily? – Yes. I’m a big baby. Lol

162- The last time you felt jealous, and why? – I’d rather not say lol it’s dumb.

163- What is your definition of cheating? – Doing things with someone else that you shouldn’t be doing with anyone else other than your S.O.

164- Have you ever been cheated on? – Yes.

165- Do you forgive betrayal? – How bad was I betrayed tho lol

166- Have you ever cheated on someone? – No.

167- Why did your last relationship fail? – We had to deal with so much bullshit, because of our age difference, our situation, and immaturity. We didn’t communicate enough about our relationship. We didn’t see each other as often as we’d have liked. We couldn’t be together. And when I started my new job with shift work, we saw each other even less. Like twice a week. With very little to no conversation. Because my phone didn’t work in the building at work. And I needed to sleep whenever I wasn’t at work. I was exhausted all the time. But this was mostly due to me not being able to handle the shift work/getting used to the shift work in the beginning. And I never noticed how stressed and depressed she was. Our relationship broke down over the course of two months. And that was the final straw to a very difficult relationship to begin with. I regret those last two months immensely.

168- Things you want to say to an ex: - I’m happy that you found somebody that treats you right and appreciates you like you deserve.

169- A description of the person you dislike the most: - Insert description of White, Rudy.

170- If your first true love knocked on your door with apology and presents, would you accept? – Lol I’d be like wtf are you doing kinda late to be doing this right now. Kinda late for anything for us. I honestly don’t know what I’d do. But we’d talk about it.

171- How many boyfriends/girlfriends have you had? – Like actual relationships I’ve had three.

172- How long was your longest relationship? – Two years or so? I don’t know where we really started. I just know when we ended.

173- You’ll love me if… - You give me a chance to be your boyfriend lol all I need is a chance.

174- Share a relationship story: - I’m totally clueless as to what to put here lol. Um. The first thing that attracted me to my ex was that she liked the same music that I do. We were driving someplace, I was playing my ipod in my truck, playing the songs I liked and I forget which band it was, either Avenged Sevenfold or Metallica, but she started singing along to the songs and I was like holy shit. We were barely friends at this point, really only just started getting to know each other pretty much.

Music, movies and books

175- How often do you listen to music? - Everyday.

176- What kind of music you like? – Rock, Heavy metal, but I listen to all the mainstream music

177- Do you like to dance? – I suck at dancing lol. I need alcohol to let loose.

178- What was the first concert/show you attended? - Disney on Ice?

179- Have you heard a song that reminds you of someone today? – Yes.

180- Share a song that takes you to a certain memory in the past: - ANYWAY YOU WANT IT

181- A song that’s been stuck in your head: - Fake Happy

182- Put your music player on shuffle and write the first ten songs that play: - Valerie, Welcome Home (Sanitarium), Phantom Lord, Enter Sandman, The Sleep, Party Monster, Nothing Without You, For Whom The Bell Tolls, Halo On Fire, One

183- A book you want to read/have recently read: - I actually haven’t read any books in a very long time. I have only been reading work related stuff, trying to learn all this material I gotta learn.

184- Describe your dream library: - Huge library with any type of book I could want. Computers, desks, couches, and beds to relax on. There’s a starbucks inside. lol

185- Last movie you just watched: Kidnap. Lol that movie is ridiculously bad.

186- Do you like watching what type of movies? Action. Or movies with like dinosaurs or big animals/creatures.

Situations and crazy things

187- You’re in a tattoo parlor about to get inked. What are you getting done? – Probably something having to do with love. Like something that represents my S.O. or something saying fuck love LOL idk

189- What’s something you can see yourself going to jail for? – “Self Defense”

190- If you could be any character, from any literary work, who would you choose to be? - BATMAN

191- You’re given $10,000…under one condition: you cannot keep the money for yourself. Who would you give it to? – Someone that needs it, and deserves it.

192- If you had to go back in time and change one thing, what would it be? – I regret lots of things. But I know that if I could, I would go back and not blow up and yell at my ex at the park that one day. It was pretty much all the pent up stress from fatigue from work, and our relationship drifting apart, that made me so uncharacteristically blow up on her. In public, of all places. I made her cry in public. Fucking horrible. I hate that I did that so much.

193- If you were an element on the Periodic Table, which would you be and why? - Carbon cause when I’m under pressure I turn into a diamond obviously

194- If you had to delete one year of your life completely, which would it be? - Lol I honestly don’t know. I needed every year I’ve experienced to learn from my mistakes and grow as a person. Even if the year sucked, and I was in pain and depressed, I needed that to become better, and the person I am now.

195- You’re an Action Movie Hero. What’s your weapon of choice and the line you scream when defeating your arch enemy? - One hammah, and I yell EWAFKNBEACH

196- If you could design an amusement park ride, what would it be like? – I really like the Tatsu at six flags. It makes like you’re flying kinda. So I’d design something like that.

197- What is the first curse word that comes to mind? - Fuckin

198- What the last party you went to was… and when the next will be… - My nephews birthday party at Johnny Rockets. I think the next one will be at my friends house for my 2nd/adopted mom lol

199- Halloween costume idea? - The Joker.

200- What are you supposed to be doing right now? - Sleeping holy shit I’ve been awake for 22 hours.

201- Currently wanting to see anyone? - Always.

202- Why you follow me? - I’m assuming all these first person questions are about the person that asked me to do ALL of these questions. So I follow the person cause I found out the person had a tumblr so we started following each other, simple as that.

203- If you met me what would you do? - Probably talk shit about/annoy each other for five minutes and then we’ll be best friends after like we always do lol

204- Leave me a ridiculous question: - Would you give up drinking black and white tea for the rest of your life to meet/hangout with the cast of the Avengers?

205- Leave me a cute message: - Lol uhh. Idk if this is cute but. I really appreciate you and everything that you’ve taught me and I know that you’ll be very successful in the future. And I still go by my promise that I’ll always be here for you.

Opinions and beliefs

206- Is the cup half full or half empty for you right now? – If I’m being honest and serious with myself then the cup is half full at the moment, but if I’m exhausted and my head is full of the negative thoughts I don’t have energy to fight off then the cup is half empty.

207- Do you believe in fate/destiny? – Yes.

208- What you wish for on 11:11? – For her to be happy.

209- Do you consider yourself lucky? What’s your good luck charm? – I consider myself fairly lucky. I just fuck up all the stuff my luck gets me lol. Idk what my good luck charm would be. My dashing good looks of course.

210- Do you believe in aliens or life on other planets? – Sure.

211- What is your religion, if any? – Not really religious.

212- Would you go against your moral code for money? Hey $5 is $5 am I right. LOL nah but it would have to be quite a bit of money for me to do something immoral or something I normally wouldn’t do.

213- What’s more important to you: strength of the body or strength of the mind? – Strength of the mind. You can do anything if you have a strong mentality and believe.

214- How important do you think education is? – I think it’s quite important. We need smart people in the world so that we learn from the mistakes we made in the past, so we don’t make those same mistakes again.

215- If you were the president, what would you do? – Probably be like Obama in the sense that I’d have sports teams and celebrities visiting the White House all the time.

216- If you could change one thing in the world, what would you change? – Why the fuck is fast and reliable internet so hard to have? I’d ensure everyone had the same internet, and it’s the best/fastest.

217- Is it the thought that counts? Or is that phrase circumstantial? – I think it’s circumstantial.

218- If you only had 24 hours to live, what would you do? – Shit I don’t think I could get to Old Trafford in 24 hours so going there is out of the question. I’d probably do some lame shit. Lame as in tell all the important people in my life how much I love them and appreciate them.

219- Which movie character do you most identify with and why? - Bruce Wayne obviously

Feelings and Others

220- Are you a procrastinator or do you get things done early? – I put the pro in procrastination

221- Post a photo/draw a picture/write a poem (pick one) of a moment of personal significance:

222- Say 5 things you love unconditionally: - Parents, Sisters, Dogs, Nephews, Manchester United

223- What motivates you in life? – Making my parents proud. Since I didn’t go the college sports route that they wanted lol I gotta make up for it now

224- Something that you’re proud of: - I can say that I’m on the only Campbell boys soccer team that beat Kapolei looool. Back when I thought I was the shit.

225- Five words/phrases that make you laugh: - Riddikulus, Zoomba, Can you not?, Floaties, irregardless

226- Share the story of something that makes you smile: - Well something that happened recently so it’s fresh in my mind, my nephew singing happy birthday to himself when everyone was singing happy birthday to him. And then immediately after he asks who wants cupcakes and starts offering to everyone.

227- Something you always think “what if…” about: - What if we just didn’t care and went public when we wanted to.

228- What was something you used to enjoy, but was ruined for you? What’s the story behind that? – I used to drink only fruity alcohol drinks but everyone says I gotta drink more manly drinks so I’ve cut back on the fruity alcohol drinks. Loool

229- Describe one of the most awkward experiences of your life: - Loool when I told my ex’s parents how I felt about her.

230- Something/someone that you miss: - My happiness.

231- Are you over your past? – Idk I guess.

232- What is your saddest memory? – 11/10/2016

233- One of the hardest moments in your life: - Seeing the one you love with someone else.

234- Is there something that happened in your past that you hate talking about? – Yes.

235- What’s something you want to do that you’d be embarrassed to tell other people about? – Not too embarrassing but I really wanna go do laser hair removal for like the majority of my body LOL

236- What was your most embarrassing moment? – Lol I don’t wear my grey cotton sweatshorts to the gym when I do legs any more cause I figured out my sweaty butt would show clearly a wet spot down there.

237- Share one of your fears/insecurities: - Acne

238- Something you’re currently worrying about: - All this material I gotta learn for work

239- Have you done something you regret very much? – See #192.

240- If you could take something back that you said or did, what would it be? – See #192.

241- Does anyone hate you? – Possibly but oh well.

242- Do you hate anyone? – See #169.

243- Are you good at hiding your feelings? – Lol hell no.

244- What’s something you hide about your personality? – How lazy I can be?

245- How do you approach social situations? – I avoid them altogether lol

246- Are you a social or an antisocial person? - Antisocial

247- Are you an introvert or an extrovert? - Introvert

248- Do you care if people talk badly about you? – Lol kinda. Like what did I do to you

249- How do you deal with criticism? – I try to use it to better myself. I’m not a master at anything so I’m always open to learning more.

250- How you hope your future will be like? – Happy.

251- What’s something that scares you about the future? – Lol being single the rest of my life.

252- Five items you lust after: - Lifted trucks and 4runners, shoes, Yeti products, caffeine, a bath towel that doesn’t leave me covered in lint when I dry myself.

253- One thing you’re excited for: - Vacation

254- Describe the most terrifying/strangest/beautiful dream you’ve ever had: - I dream about huge upsets happening at work sometimes. Lol. Like shit that I hope never happens. But I recently dreamt about a certain someone driving and I was in the passenger seat and I was telling her to slow down cause we were going down a slope and turning at the same time, and she wasn’t listening to me and I was yelling at her to slow down and then we went over the side of the road lol. For some reason I had that dream twice that night.

255- Have you ever had a crush on a fictional character? – Yes.

256- Who is your celebrity crush? – Selena Gomez

257- Make a confession: - I enjoy blasting music in my room and singing along whenever I’m cleaning or doing laundry.

~ This took two and a half days to complete wtf fam. Fookin ‘ell ~