#sleep serum

[unbridled-clownery]

pre-serum steve had heart problems. he had asthma. by all counts, bucky had no reason to suspect the racing of his heart to mean anything other than something medical. there's never a reason to question his quickened breath; steve always startled his asthma easy.

tonight was no different- in fact, with a black eye and likely-broken nose, steve's breathing is more than irregular.

however.

bucky's face, inches from his. it made his eyes cross and his head dizzy. bucky was ever-so gentle. just barely dabbing the wet cloth against the curve of steve's cheekbone. he winces where steve doesn't; sympathy and frustration are sitting sisters between his brows.

idly, steve wonders if he ever tires of treating him like glass. there's a limit to his frustration; steve's smart enough to know there's more than one reason bucky spends his days off at the boxing gym.

almost as if to juxtapose his thoughts, bucky's hand grabs at his chin. tilting steve one way and the other, looking him over for any further imperfections.

they're close enough that steve can feel the puff of bucky's breath on his jaw. his own feels shorter. the beating of his heart rises to his ears.

steve's tongue runs over the split on his lip.

bucky's eyes flick to his mouth; the lighting in their dingy brooklyn appartment is far too faint for steve's eyesight to tell if there's any color to his friend's cheeks.

"you're gonna have to ice that one yourself, pal."

suddenly he's a step back, and there's a smile on his face that doesn't quite raise his ears the way steve's used to.

turning his head to glance at their icebox, he's sure bucky can spot the embarrassed color that floods his cheeks. there's nothing he should be embarrassed about.

"right. i'll do that."

[crimeronan]

i get cursed by a witch to speak all of my thoughts aloud so i have to confess all my sins and secret love and secret hate and all that. however before i can even start to ruin my whole life by spilling all my inner nastiness, i open my mouth and start screaming and screaming and screaming in an unbroken howl of agony that shreds my throat and darkens the sky and shakes the moors and makes everyone around us just, really really Really uncomfortable. then the witch is scratching the back of her neck like damn bitch. you live like this???? no wonder you're the most annoying person on the fucking planet. ok. curse revoked. let's get you some rutabaga from my garden. or whatever

[starry-bi-sky]

'Late At Night, When The Nightingale Sings' doodles, because Pathetic Wet Cat Danny is the best Danny to practice drawing young faces with (and expressions).

[sol-consort]

in the year 2183 a post saying "btw guys this is the year Mass Effect takes place" will go viral and memes will get made about deploying in the reaper war and getting a hot turian gf and I won't be able to reblog them because I'd be dead :(

[redbusters]

why does nobody talk about how absolutely deranged the divergent series was. i read those books when i was 12 but I went and read the wikipedia summaries the other day and they're genuinely insane? like yeah bad hunger games knock off but they're so much more than that. in a bad way to be clear. but i think we all need to spend more time acknowledging how crazy those books were.

[eepylesbean]

Just a lil stucky WIP I pooped out just now, tell me how we feeling about it

Steve quickly made his way down the ornate castle halls, making sure to keep his dress from tripping him. He zipped past servants going on about their work, heels clacking loudly on the marble floors before coming to face a large intrequit door.

He slammed it open, chest heaving as he came to a stop. His mother and a very familiar face stood at the foot of the throne, two guards by each person.

"Bucky?" He said breathlessly, the man in question turned from the queen Sarah--Steve's mother-- and grinned. "Hey stevie" He said as he held out his arms, inviting the blond in.

Steve quickly took the hint and pushed himself from the door and into the brunet alphas arms. He jumped and bucky quickly caught him in air and spun him around, Steve's dress and bucky coat tails dramatically spinning with them.

Bucky sat Steve back down on the floor looking down at him with an even bigger smile on his handsome face. "Long time no see, huh?" He said kiddingly, Steve still in his embrace.

Steve's bright expression quickly turned to anger, "You jerk!" He said sternly as he broke from his embrace and punched the much larger man's shoulder.

Bucky laughed and held a gloved hand up to one of his, frankly, confused guards--a heavier set man with a bushy mustache, as moved towards them.

"I haven't seen you in forever and I have to find out through servant gossip that you were here?!" Not lowering his voice any but there was no real malice in his tone.

"Sorry doll, my dad was working me to the bone, trying to get me ready for the throne." He explains, " hardly any time to write or visit." He put his hands on Steve's shoulders as to stop his flailing.

Steve huffed at the explanation but stopped his movements. "Can I tell you why I'm here?" Bucky ducked down to meet Steve's eyes, who looked back up at him through his lashes and nodded with a pout.

"Well, I've got news and I of course wanted you to be the first to know." Steve perked up, wondering what it could possibly be.

"I'm getting married." Bucky said with a smile.

Steve's heart dropped, he blinked a couple of times in confusion. "What?" He barely heard himself over the blood rushing to his ears.

He quickly recovered and cleared his throat. "That... is great." He tried his best to look and sound excited for the alpha, but even to him it didn't sound right. "Do I... do I know them? What are they like?" He knew he shouldn't be but he was curious to find who would be taking the spot by Bucky's side he had been wanting since he was a pup.

Bucky seemed to get more excited at the question. "You know them very well, I promise, and they're probably the prettiest omega I've ever met, little spitfire too, always quick to put me in my place when I need it." Bucky gushed about the omega, not knowing about Steve's plight happening in front of him.

Steve swallowed and numbly pushed from Bucky loose embrace, nodding along to what Bucky was saying.

"Well, I'm sure they'll be great for you... I think I might just..." He trailed off trying to find an excuse, looking to his mother who was holding her hand over her mouth, trying to cover a smile. "Steve, dear, did you hear a thing he said?" She asked with a smile and an eye roll aimed at Bucky.

Steve looked back at the alpha even more confused. Bucky was biting his lip trying to hold back laughter like his mother was a few seconds ago.  "Steve, I was talking about you, I want to marry you, if you'll have me of course."

It seemed everything Bucky was saying was a different language, because Steve froze again, eyebrows furrowed in confusion. "I don't understand." He said slowly, looking between the two older alphas.

"That's why I'm here, I was asking your mother for your hand in marriage." And when that explanation didn't work Bucky sighed deeply. "Here how about this," he lowered down on one knee in front of the blonde. " Steven Grant Rogers of TBD, will you marry me?" He held Steve's much smaller and colder hands in his own large warm hands as he smiled up at the omega.

Something finally clicked in Steve as he gasped and tear rushed to his eyes for a different reason.

He looked up at his mother and even the guards around excitedly before making his way back down to Bucky, who was looking back with affection.

"Yes! Yes of course I'll marry you, you jerk!" He said excitedly and found himself back into the alphas arms, almost knocking him over. Bucky laughed as he hefted himself and Steve from off the floor.

Bucky brought out a small box that held an even smaller band of silver and shinging diamonds in it. "Now I know it's not much but I figured we'd go together and pick something else out before the---." He tried to explain sheepishly before he was cut off. "Shut up, I love it, I'll keep it forever." Steve said while admiring the ring that was placed on his finger.

Bucky chuckled and brought the blonds hands to his mouth and kissed his knuckles. "Of course, doll." He smiled from under his lashes.

[kimjunnoodle]

my roommate just asked me if i was wearing makeup or if my skin “just had that glow”

[silcoitus]

I don't think I could ever write an entire book without posting chapters for readers as I go. Getting that immediate feedback fuels motivation for future chapters.

And I can't tell you how many times a comment actually informed a future chapter. I explored and expanded on things that happened that I hadn't intended to or I added a scene because of someone's questions.

I suppose that's what beta readers are for, but you only have a couple of those. Having each chapter out to a wider audience with varying perspectives makes for such rich feedback.

[rottiens]

I was not made to save and have money in the bank honestly

[yumeyumeappleo]

POV: donnie gets caught getting the whole fcking coffee pot at 2:37 am

see kids, violence IS the answer! GET THE COFFEE! PUNCH YOUR GRANDMA IN THE FACE FOR GIVING YOU SOME NASTY SWEET WARM MILK INSTEAD OF COFFEE!! AAAAAAA

(okay that last bit got a bit personal..)

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[immabebaby]

Ugly duckling but it's Steve. Like, pre-serum Steve Rogers, but at the end he doesn't get his post serum glow-up he just finds an accepting group. Now, Steve Rogers, especially pre-serum, isn't too self conscious and ignores what others think of him, but he's bound to have his hidden insecurities right? Ok, good. Anyways, he's the 'ugly duckling' by society's standards, so he usually gets poked fun at, mocked, etc. Until he meets that group who just doesn't care. Think about it, he would fit right it; Tony has ugly scarring all over his chest that he hides, Bruce, by the default of not being incredibly fit, is also not conventionally attractive, Bucky can also arguably not be seen as conventional bc he's an amputee, and so on and so forth. My guy just needs to find his group where he fits right in. You can also make it personality wise, none of their personalities are conventionally attractive either. So him 'blooming into a beautiful swan' is literally him finding acceptance, a friend group (and maybe more) that like's him just how he is, given that none of them are or care about conventional beauty. Maybe the moral can be something like 'conventional beauty is a scam's or something

[chiropterx]

YOU HAVE JUST DIED.

↳ what loot items do you drop?

Kirk Langstrom has dropped:

Vial Of Bat Serum. "An experimental substance Kirk has spent years developing in hopes of curing deafness. The liquid within is a deep blood-red and glitters ominously, inviting whoever holds it to swallow what's inside..." (Legendary)

Golden Wedding Ring. "A simple wedding band made of gold. Though it hasn't been worn for quite some time, it still retains a loving warmth." (Rare)

Thick Notebook. "A leather-bound booklet full of messy scribbles detailing complicated notes regarding his research. The handwriting is as unintelligible as what he's written, the increasing sloppiness showcasing how it's owner's mind was deteriorating over time." (Rare)

Leather Wallet. "A sturdy wallet containing a series of cards. Included is a photo of his ex-wife Francine Langstrom, back when they were still a happy couple. The photo is worn and dog-eared, as though it was taken out and held often."(Uncommon)

Lab Coat. "Just your everyday white labcoat. There is brown fur in the pockets and spots of blood staining the fabric. Smells unpleasant..." (Common)

Grocery Receipt. "A recent purchase for groceries. It seems all he bought was... fruit?" (Common)

Tagged byStolen from:@gnarledbite (♡) Tagging: whoever wants to do this???

[itoshi-s]

rin’s the type to lick u playfully after your shower routine and make a face on how u taste of lotion and body mist :/

[miodiodavinci]

feeling tired and weepy , , , ,

[the-ghost-bird]

I've got at least a week to rest so I can heal my muscle strain which means a shit ton of extra time, so if any mutuals wanna hmu and talk shit, dms are open