#who the hell is queue?

[bloodstainedstar]

[ COMFORT ]: the sender, noticing a visibly upset receiver, solemnly moves to their side, and places a hand on their shoulder in an effort to comfort them.

✮ – Bucky tried to convince himself some days were easier, that not everything sucked, not all of the things around him overwhelmed him. But sometimes all it took was a word, or the sight of an object, a sound, a smell…and it could go on and on.

He sometimes felt he was spinning endlessly like the dirty laundry he put on the washing machine from his tiny Brooklyn apartment he had just learnt how to use without losing his temper. 

Sometimes, Bucky knelt, one hand on his knee, a fist on the floor to hold himself steady. He tried to breathe, tried to make himself as small as possible. When panic truly embraced him, clawed at his body trying to drag him back to that dark, pathetic place he was once in, Bucky himself believed dying would be better than being hit by all of those emotions at the same time.

Many things were complicated for him, tricky. Like physical contact, intimacy, trust. He felt navigating them was like stepping on thin ice, never knowing when it was going to break underneath his feet. So when Wanda touched his shoulder, despite her honest and good intention, Bucky flinched and rolled it.

“Don’t touch me” He said loud and clear, but he wasn’t yelling. His tone was darker, colder, distant. “Just…”

“…Leave me alone.”

And then, like a peace offering, a tiny bit of hope, he said “Please.”

[bloodstainedstar]

✮ – Bucky glared at him for his comment but kept focus on the job at hand, sucking and playing with his tongue against the other’s cock. For a second, Bucky closed his eyes, inhaling through his nose and swallowing as he tried not to choke. The praise, however, was a good detail, he even hummed when those words got to his ears.

His hands then slipped up underneath Zemo’s sweater as far as they could go given their positioning, frustration clear on his action as he attempted to feel some of his skin. The sounds the other he was making even if subtle were going directly to his own cock. The temptation of lifting his knees and bucking his hips up was palpable, Bucky felt rather pathetic wanting to get any sort of friction but he longed for something, anything that would give him some form of release.

Bucky was starting to let the memories from the past stay there as he closed his eyes and worked the other’s length some more, a combination of spit and precome coming out of the corner of his mouth, rolling down his chin. He shivered slightly, opening his eyes to meet Zemo’s.

His pleading gaze was evident; Bucky didn’t consider himself weak at that moment, not exactly, he was allowing Zemo to take control even if temporarily. But if he couldn’t touch him—hold him or just do something more to him, he was going to lose it.

Caress.

Send "caress" to caress my muse's cheek.

It had been a long day. Zemo was tired and wanted little more than to pour himself a drink the moment they returned to the safehouse. Things had gone to shit, however, and with the amount of blood he'd been exposed to, a shower was probably the better first option lest he ingest some asshole's blood.

He'd barely toed out of his shoes when he felt the warm touch to his face, leaving him more confused than anything as he looked up. For half a second, upon seeing Bucky, he relaxed into what might have been a gentle touch before he caught himself.

"Ah it's... Not my blood," Zemo managed after a moment. It seemed to him far more likely that the touch was concern about blood on his face than anything - he'd been wearing his mask, so it seemed unlikely and yet somehow more likely than possible affection.

[14dayswithyou]

Ren's favorite color is dark teal! My brain is so full with brainworms about this game. <3 I hope you have a wonderful day! I know you have answered this question for Violet and Ren already, but I would love to know what the rest of the cast would play (Race, Job) in FFXIV and what they would like to do the most there. 🙏 Thank you so much! <3

@waitlexist asked: Do you have any headcannons for Violet in MMOs? I ADORE MMOs(seriously, she’s a florist and a gamer? I want her so bad), and I’d love to hear a few headcannons about her! Also maybe some about Ren, Angel, and Violet all in a guild together? I like to imagine my Angel is as much of a gamer as me, and I can see Ren acting as an anon guildie to hangout with her. Although I’m not sure if he’d be a rouge-ish type class(or maybe Death Knight’s like in WoW), or a healer to keep Angel alive? I’m leaning toward the former, but I could also see the latter. Thank you, I’m sorry for the text wall KSKSJDJSJSBA ahem. Seriously, thank you for making this game. I dream of the day I can be in a poly relationship with Ren and Violet(v-type, if anyone knows what that means) ok I’ll stop yapping now! Thank you again, lol!

⌞♥⌝ Y'all will need to pay me $14,000 to shut up about FFXIV T_T In this essay, I will—

I like to imagine that Violet plays FFXIV every so often and somehow always has her jobs levelled up to the max. She plays as a Miqo'te who /gposes all the time in Il Mheg, and if she's not doing that, then she's hardcore raiding with some of her online friends.

I've mentioned this before, but Ren would be a Viera and play any support class like Scholar or Sage (because he thinks they look like cunty librarians /silly) — except he'll only heal Angel and refuse to buff/shield anyone else. If others notice this, he'll drop a single healing AoE in the most inconvenient place and leave them to fend for themselves.

[REDACTED] is a max-height Au Ra and claims that he exclusively plays as a Warrior because of the insane self-sustain — but it's actually because he forgets that there are other people in the party aside from Angel and refuses to be healed by anyone other than them. Always likes to Shirk Violet whenever there's a tankbuster <3 It drives her insane <3

My personal headcanon is that Violet was the one who got Jae into FFXIV (because they were classmates back in high school, and they both have a common interest in video games)!! He likes to collect all the minions and mounts, and often pretends to be new to the game to get free gil from veteran players. Jae also started out as a Miqo'te, but used his free fantasia to become a Hrothgar instead since he never seems to come across any.

Moth is an Elezen Dancer one-trick who always gives Angel the Dance Partner buff, no matter what job they're playing. It takes twenty minutes of Ren /playdead-ing in a corner and Violet explaining certain game mechanics for them to reconsider giving the buff to someone else. In turn, Moth always makes it a point to chew out Ren whenever he gives Angel the Kardia buff.

I also think it'd be funny if no one knows that Olivia plays FFXIV from time to time — and if she somehow ends up being the one who brings the gang together via an FC. Maybe someone she had a crush on in the past played the game, and wanting to impress them, she started playing the free trial. Now she's a level 100 Lalafell Pictomancer who always seems to fall for the hot characters AFK-ing in Limsa (a.k.a Violet lmaoooo).

If these guys were all in a Free Company (essentially a guild) together.... Hell on earth lmao T_T

There's always one person who keeps eating the food Moth uses as interior decor and it's tearing them apart. Violet now AFKs inside the FC house to find out who it is.

Olivia keeps inviting random people to the house and leaving them there without any explanation. There are literally four strangers also AFK-ing with Vi in the basement right now... Who are they... Why are they here...

As for Violet herself, she just wants to grow her plants outside in peace, but everyone keeps moving the furniture and blocking her path. Also... Whoever chose the housing exterior needs to have their subscription cancelled (it was Jae).

Ren keeps trying to convince Angel to share a room with him T_T And when he finally gets what he wants, it's at the cost of having Haurchefant's portrait stare down at him whenever he uses /doze next to them on the bed. He'll forever curse Violet for gifting that portrait to Angel.

Jae wants to build an entire submarine underneath the FC house for some reason????? He says it will help them make gil?????? And Violet is so on board???????? She's already a gilionare and a marketboard fiend??????

And if they were to all raid together... Hell everywhere djhsgsj ^^;

Violet got fed up with Ren's constant Shirking, so she picked up Dark Knight and frequently uses Living Dead to scare him.

Ren, in turn, started playing as a Sage and constantly Rescues her off of the map whenever she does this.

Jae likes the Viper job because he can make his glam pirate-themed, but he also enjoys Summoner because it comes with a Carbuncle he can pretend is Maple. Whenever Jae doesn't get healed, he'll summon Bahamut right on top of Ren to annoy him.

Since Moth has been banned from using Dance Partner on Angel, they've switched to Samurai and found that it's way more fun. They also really appreciated all the tips Violet gave them on how to play their job more efficiently.

Olivia gets mad every 5 seconds because nobody aside from Violet stands inside her Starry Muse AoE... and because Ren isn't giving her any attention shgjjsg ^^; She purposefully tries to out-damage Moth in hopes of getting his attention, but it never works.

I also have some more Violet & Ren FFXIV headcanons here!!

[da-shrimping-station]

OH MY GOD HELLO????

rereading the last bit of the story was the right choice 😭😭😭

he even did it on behalf of Beleth without even being asked to

[bloodstainedstar]

✮ – Karen’s sense of humor always managed to pull a smile from Bucky. She seemed different than most people he had met. Someone who had to deal with a lot and yet she soldiered on, always worrying about anyone else first, not putting herself as a priority because her heart seemed to be bigger than any type of ego or selfish behavior. 

“I’d argue that men are just difficult to deal with”, and he was one, an old one that is, so what he spoke of came from personal experience. He then shrugged, smiling softly and sighing. “You sure you don’t want a piggy back ride? Your knee—“, he nodded at it, feeling bad she’d have to walk like that in such a weather. But Bucky knew, however, not to press on things especially when it came to her.

She was strong, she could handle herself. He didn’t mean to make anything he did or said sound as if he was trying to be her knight in shining armor; far from that, in fact. He just wondered if perhaps she was going the extra mile. Was she proving something to herself? Or someone else? 

For a moment, Bucky thought that perhaps it wasn’t intimidation what he felt when they were close, but rather he was afraid of hurting her feelings, saying something wrong, pushing her away. And honestly, that…hadn’t happened in a long, long time. When was the last time Bucky actually gave a flying fuck about people’s feelings? He had tried but failed more than once, so he just gave up…momentarily, trying to wrap his head around his own feelings first. Hanging out with her felt like a second chance at being better at those things, empathize with people.

“Still feeling like coffee or maybe something different like a beer and something savory?” Bucky said while adjusted his cap.

@bloodstainedstar / continued from HERE.

The day had been long and Karen had honestly considered going home and sitting in the shower with her clothes on just because it felt too tedious to have to remove the layers she wore. Just let the water wash over her and drown out the noise of the day that she had experienced, wash away the grit and the grime of the city that clung to her skin. Except midway through the hellscape of her day, Bucky had text and asked her if she'd like to meet when she was done with work, and without thought her response had been sent with a lingering smile on her face.

Of course.

When Karen had parted ways with Foggy and Matt earlier that day to go meet with a potential witness for one of the cases they were preparing to present to course, she'd promised both men that she would be fine, that she'd check in regularly with them and even shared her location with both men. It was only a routine meeting, Karen reminded them, and nothing would go wrong.

Until the asshole they were taking to court tried to take hold of Karen from behind at her client's doorway to scare her off of the case. Until he shoved her down and then grabbed at hair to pull her up, the smell of whiskey heavy on his breath. Until he was met eye-to-eye with a woman holding a gun on him, her aim steady, fear drained from her.

When he let her go, Karen's leg buckled the slightest, pain shooting up from her knee where the scrape was, but she stood firm. Her client had called the police and by the time the precinct had arrived, Matt and Foggy had also been notified but were told she was okay (and she was). Statements given, discussion of more charges had, Karen finally escaped to go meet up with Bucky with a slightly bloody knee and an exhausted body to go along with it.

And yes, by the time he had arrived, she had forgotten about her knee, forgotten about the scuffle and had been focused more on the flutter of joy in her stomach at getting to see Bucky. His words and assessment of the injury had her smiling, and the offer of coffee perked her up just enough that she didn't feel mired in exhaustion still. "I wish I had just fought off a purse snatcher," she remarked as she fell in beside him at a leisurely pace. "Angry men not accepting that they are being divorced are a lot harder to deal with."

[esteemed-excellency]

ok so the brass embassy is just an italian post office

[kjzx]

Pspspsps Harlan I have a nice idea for you I'm sure the fans are gonna LOVE this

[heartorbit]

SPARKLE ON ✨✨✨

[therighthandofvengeance]

[eos-headcanon-station]

Zoro and Sanji are either oblivious of their feelings or married in secret impulsively with no in between in my brain. The fact that Luffy can officiate legally binding weddings due to being a pirate captain has made that my intrusive thought.

[probablygayattorneys]

I can't believe I spent three days in England and in that time completely forgot to tap every light fixture and shake every bush in the search of hint coins and not a SINGLE person just completely unprompted made me solve a puzzle before they would give me my breakfast/let me into the museum I wanted to go into/showed me where my seats at the theatre were/replaced the souvenir program I knocked water onto/etc.

[sigskk]

sigchuu meeting (canon) (sigma told me himself)

[ID: A pixel art doodle of Chuuya and Sigma from Bungo Stray Dogs, standing side-by-side. They are very stylized, with elliptical heads, long necks that run offscreen at the bottom, and with only eyes and hair. Sigma is looking away from Chuuya, blushing. Chuuya is wearing his hat and has heavy eye bags. He's staring into the camera with an irritated expression. He has yellow sparkles around him and two arrows pointed to him, one reading "Has not slept in days", and the other in lower opacity, "(also looks like an angel)". End ID.]

[yasu-kun]

Ｄｅｖｏｔｅｄ　Ｔｏ　Ｃｏｏｋ　Ｆｏｒ　Ａ　Ｌｅｇｅｎｄａｒｙ　Ｍｏｎｓｔｅｒ…

The parody is based on watching the first episode of "Campfire Cooking in Another World with My Absurd Skill" and I immediately got inspired after I hearing Fel(l)'s name.

[kismetconstellations]

Amongst the myriad ways the Voltron: Legendary Defender writers failed spectacularly, is the unintentionally humorous example of Shiro's supposed future husband, "Curtis", having more chemistry with Acxa, in the form of an actual conversation he initiates with the intention of learning personal information about her.

"What about you, Acxa? Did you have pets where you're from?"

"I never had a creature companion. But, one of my partners, Narti, was bonded to an immortal cat named Kova.

That cat gave her the ability to experience the world."

"Oh. That's... 'great'."

This is more than he has with Shiro in the entire thirteen episode season, wherein their interactions are limited exclusively to shouting impersonal commands at each other in the heat of battle.

[bloodstainedstar]

✮ – Ah, he remembered that expression all too well. He was incredibly confused back when Zola experimented on him and despite the constant mind wiping and conditioning he got, he remembered the expression he had on his face as he saw the reflection of his it on a window: confusion, fear, pain, loneliness.

He also remembered how he felt when Steve managed to break that programming and as he got the blond and himself out of the Potomac, he felt panic creeping up on him faster than he thought. He also remembered having more flashbacks than his brain could handle and puking his guts out for solid two to five minutes, tears building up in his eyes and a throbbing headache that accompanied him for days.

The experience of the mysterious man in front of him may not be exactly the same, but Bucky knew a thing or two about being a man out of time. Of being alone.

“Yeah”, Bucky nodded, then looked around with his eyes until he realized there was a digital billboard not too far from them. One could see the date and time quite clearly from the rooftop. “Over there. See that billboard?” He pointed with the hand that held the goggles. “October 2nd, 2024, 03:45 am”, he read out loud.

Then there was uncomfortable silence between both men, and Bucky could feel the other’s uneasiness. It was a relief, in a way, as it showed the other was capable of feeling something, anything besides coldness and indifference, prepotence and stoicism.

During what seemed like an eternal moment of silence, Bucky briefly thought if that was how Steve felt when he awoke from the ice. Alone, scared—he wondered if Bucky falling from the train was what he thought about first.

Ah dammit, the thought made his chest feel too tight.

“I know it may be a lot to ask”, Bucky finally interrupted “But you have to at least give me the benefit of the doubt. Let me try to help you.”

He finally looked at him, prying his eyes away from the billboard far away.

“What’s your name?” He tried once more.

✮ – Bucky had been right the first time, he got stuck with the stoic kind. Only spoke the necessary amount of words (not that he was a chatter himself) and he seemed to be quite cautious. It made sense, they weren’t exactly on the same team despite their previous temporary collaboration and his assessment had been correct. About his guns, that was. And at his warning, Bucky simply nodded.

He seemed slightly amused when the man told him the tone of the conversation and exactly what he expected from him. Not exactly how a chat went, let alone a conversation, but…

“Fair”, Bucky replied. He probably wouldn’t have all the answers to those questions or even answers the man would find satisfactory, but Bucky digressed.

The slightly cold autumn wind picks up again but that time wasn’t as aggressive as when the chopper was hovering over them. Some old leaves drag themselves on the ground, making annoying, crackling noises that reach to Bucky’s ear yet they don’t manage to make him lose the focus on what’s in front of him. Steel blue eyes observed the man move only one step—wise, Bucky thought.

He had never been that good at analyzing people from a subjective perspective, which meant focusing on their feelings, for example. He barely knew the man but people like Sam would have already know what to do, how to go about the situation only by talking, considering his background as a support group specialist. But Bucky…

He could definitely read people to understand their intentions but always focusing on an offense, on how to counter attack. Feelings, emotions—those things were way more complicated to Bucky despite all the experience he had gained in the last few years. And honestly, he barely knew the man in front of him.

The question the man offered however, made him furrow his brows.

Stardate…?

He parted his lips to speak but then decided against it. He had to think about it for a second.

Was he referring to that kind of stardate…?

“If you’re referring to today’s date, then it’s October 2nd, 2024. And you’ve probably figured it out by now, but you’re on planet Earth”, he really didn’t mean to sound condescending and he hoped the man didn’t take it as such. But after being asked a stardate…? This guy was definitely from outer space, somewhere. 

Bucky then made a mental note to reach out to the Guardians of the Galaxy for help, but talking to Rocket and his ongoing ‘I’m gonna get that arm’ attitude was going to drive him crazy.

“What’s your name?” Bucky asked in return, definitely breaking the other’s ground rules.

[therighthandofvengeance]

Ivanova: Can you move back a little? I kinda like my personal space.

Marcus: Well, I like your personal space, too.