Still trying to figure it out

Whitney Reid, avengers oc

[michaelscofield]

ENDLESS LIST OF CELEBRITY CRUSHES ↳ 5/∞ Chris Evans

[buckyshairography]

Villain: Who are you?

Bucky, on top of the vending machine, wearing sunglasses: Bitch

Bucky: I'm a snacc

Bucky: *falls off*

[brokenreidgirl]

“This is why I do the eyeliner, not Buck.” She smiled teasingly. 

[recklessbarbieklaus]

friendly reminder that even if i take ages to reply, i still want to roleplay with you

[heroicissm-deactivated20211102]

@brokenreidgirl​

     “Something tells me that you aren’t used to being around royalty. Don’t think about me as king – I’m just like anyone else. Or close enough.”

[brokenreidgirl]

“I’m sorry.” Whitney rubbed the back of her neck,”It’s just...I mean, I’m used to the slums and tweakers, not royalty and elegance.”

[brokenreidgirl]

“You’ve met Captain Rogers?” Whitney asked, her eyes lighting up. “He’s like the one thing I had to hope about from my childhood. We’d visit my grandpa before my mom died, and Gramps would let me read his comic books. Reading about him was like an escape, ya know?” Plus, she had always crushed on him, and bit on Bucky, but semantics. 

She shook the look off of her face, “SO say, I try it, what does it consist of?”

[brokenreidgirl]

“I’m literally a killer and a thief.” She rolled her eyes, “If that doesn’t define me, I don’t know what does. Or so says the NYPD.” She looked at the other.

“Honestly, I don’t know if I even CAN be a good person.” She opened the bag and pulled out her vintage comic book with Captain America and the Howling Commandos, “I mean, I’d like to be like these guys, but how can I? Running’s all I’ve known since I was a young kid.” 

[brokenreidgirl]

“My biological father is a stereotypical bad guy, wants to watch the world burn and all that shit. Somehow, he got information on the government, which they won’t tell me what, and they blame me because of where I work. Calling it treason, but I don’t know how he could have got it from me when I haven’t spoken to the man a day in my life.” She rolled her eyes. 

[shaylogic]

One of my first thoughts when I woke up this morning was that–out of EVERYONE in the MCU–James Buchanan Barnes has had the weirdest freaking perspective on the change the world went through in all the movies.

Like he starts out as just a normal human dude–guy in the 40s joining the war effort, like most other young adult men at the time would have.

Then his scrawny pal gets super tall and buff but he could maybe chalk that up to Steroids or something. He, himself got captured and experimented on, which is awful, but not a thing unheard of at the time.

Then he’s “KIA” and doesn’t know anything. For a bit.

Then almost a century goes by that he probably only remembers like snippets of nightmare after nightmare, dissociated from the experiences but unable to fully reject or accept them. Who is he anymore? What has the world become? Is this Purgatory? Is this Hell? He doesn’t have much time or lucid consciousness to consciously take in the newer world around him.

Then, when he finally breaks free, he has to go on the run and piece it all together on his own. This future world, the new technology, how history remembers him and his friends, all these crazy and colorful superheroes. Aliens, magic, themed villains.

And it’s all A Lot but he’s doing his best to get by. But after all the hurt he’s caused others, and all the craziness of the Civil War being over him, when he doesn’t even have a good sense of identity anymore as it is, it’s too much. He needs to have time to process and heal, and deprogram.

Then it’s assumed he’s been woken periodically for Shuri to help deprogram him and for the Wakandans to kindly take him in and help him readjust. But he’s in a totally foreign country, a secret country that’s been hidden forever and that he could never have imagined! He’s in a very different time, place, and mindset now. He looks different, he feels different, he’s missing an arm. This isn’t what he signed up for in the 40s. This isn’t how he thought his life would go.

But at least his ridiculous friend is still here with him, despite everything. Just like he said, with him until the end of the line.

And then aliens attack and magic is flying everywhere and the army of a secret society is leading the assault and and and and

there’s a fucking norse god, a humanoid tree, and a talking raccoon

and the raccoon is fighting with him

and at this point, Bucky just fucking accepts it

TLDR: Bucky Barnes is the epitome of the Mood™:

[boycub]

if a teenager is at your door and they are wearing a costume!! please give them candy!! they are still in it for the halloween spirit and it honestly no different from a little kid in a costume. they are just as excited and happy as all the other lil tykes and dont you dare tell them they are “too old for trick-or-treating” because that will literally break their hearts and that’s not cool.

[boycub]

Its getting close to Halloween again so I just thought I’d reblog this again

[archdemonsblood]

And if “don’t be rude to teenagers over a stupid jawbreaker” isn’t enough for you, consider 

You can’t tell how old a kid is just by looking. I’ve known multiple 5th graders who were taller than I am, and I’m 25 years old. With their faces hidden by masks, you won’t be able to tell they’re elementary schoolers, but they still are. 

Lots of older siblings are expected to take their younger siblings trick-or-treating, and they only get paid in candy. 

You don’t know if that teenager is developmentally disabled. 

You don’t know if that teenager spent most of their childhood in a hospital or sick and has never had the traditional trick-or-treat experience before.

You don’t know if this is that teenager’s first Halloween in America, and they just want to experience a piece of American culture.

You don’t know if that teenager ever gets candy any other day of the year. 

You don’t know if that teenager has eaten anything at all today. 

And those are just things I can think of off the top of my head. 

[thebaconsandwichofregret]

and even if it is just a bored 16/17 year old out trying to see what free shit they can get. is it really gonna kill you to give them a fun sized milky way from the multipack you bought at poundland? That thing didn’t even cost you 5p, just give the kid the sugar, say “nice costume”, and let it go.

[honey-sunny-bee]

There are worse things a teenager could be doing on Halloween instead of trick-or-treating.

[fangirltothefullest]

It’s been kind if an unspoken rule in my college town that if college students show up at your door in costume you give them candy because they’re also out to have fun and it’s way nicer for the students to trick or treat instead of going out and getting drunk. It’s also a way for the people who don’t want to party and don’t want to drink to have fun so like, we need to stop getting angry at people older than 6 wanting to dress up and get candy.

Heck, we even offer the parents a bit of candy too! It’s all good fun~!

[thefloatingstone]

If ya’ll are someone who is all “IT’S HALLOWEEN” since August and then complain about teenagers Trick or Treating then you don’t deserve Halloween at all.

[demon-lord-nic]

Just for reference, I had my heart fucking broke when I was told I couldn’t go trick or treating anymore. I love dressing up and I didnt feel like I could anymore because I couldn’t go out and show it off while getting candy.

Let people have fun okay? Halloween is a holiday for all. No age limits

[crissle]

this whole post just makes me sad that i was never allowed to trick or treat. 

[deanplease]

Just give them the fucking candy

[devilshades-deactivated20211219]

     “This only works if you’re not lying to me,” Matt informed her. “Answer my every question as truthfully as possible, and I think I can help you.”

                             // @brokenreidgirl

[brokenreidgirl]

“I have nothing to hide.” The woman shrugged, “Ask and ye shall receive.” She smirked, “Whaddya wanna know?”

[themarvelmasterlist-blog]

Please reblog this post if you roleplay a character from the Marvel Universe!

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[brokenreidgirl]

Whitney eyed the other girl, pulling her gloves up subconsciously. “Whitney Reid.” Her hair, normally pale blonde, flashed an amber color, as did her eyes,. Her eyes and hair were a part of the shifting power she could barely control, and it worked like a mood ring, this time showing she was nervous, then shifting to black to show her anxiousness and the fact that she was tense. The young thief ignored it, hoping the other would too. 

She closed her eyes with a squint as her duffel bag and backpack came tumbling out of the closet, giving her away. “Listen... I’m not the good guy you people are trying to make me into. I don’t belong here.”

[splattermemes-deactivated202007]

rivals to lovers starters

as requested. feel free to change pronouns or anything else !

“I’m going to kis–kick your ass!”

“You can’t sleep with him/her/them! You’ll get your heart broken–and then I’ll automatically win, and that’s no fun.”

“I’m considering letting you win…”

“If you lose, you have to do anything I want.”

“Stop squirming! You can’t beat me if you have a cut like that.”

“I’d do anything to……win.”

“How did you trip over thin air, dumbass?! Be quiet, I’ll carry you somewhere.”

“I challenge you to a duel! With my tongue/mouth.”

“I bet I can kiss better than you can!”

“Wow, you’re really dumb…PFFT…bet you won’t take off your shirt…chicken.”

“I can’t believe I have to share a room with you before our competition.”

“Try to beat MY handholding skills.”

“Contest: whoever comes up with the most ways to say ‘I love you’ wins.”

“Ha! You’re definitely the fastest.”

“Scared, ___?”

“I was joking…why would you actually try to jump over that fence?”

“Don’t do anything stupid!”

“FINE. If you win, I’ll go out/sleep/make out with you.”

“You have about as much of a chance at winning as you do of getting a kiss from me.”

“I don’t want to lose to anyone else but you!”

“STRIPPING CONTEST.”

“If you get it right, I’ll let you take a break.”

“Are you too scared to skinny dip?!”

“Think you can handle my thoughtful love notes?! You’re in for a shocker.”

“I’ve always spent so much time practicing/studying/exercising/etc. that I’ve never had a real boyfriend/girlfriend/significant other before.”

“For a newbie, you’re kinda cute.”

“Hey, stop with the puppy eyes! I won fair and square.”

“No, YOU’RE the cutest.”

“Time for a staring contest! I’m totally the king/queen/ruler of them.”

“Can we end practice? It’s really hot in here.”

“Oh you wanna trash talk huh? Well-uh–your lips–a-are really soft-looking–”

“If I win, you get to be my prize.”

[rpsentencestarters]

Send, "I love you more than anyone," to see how my muse responds.

[brokenreidgirl]

Whitney was gathering her bags from the SHIELD compound they ha put her in. They had only had her there a week, and she had enough already. She slid her gloves on, making sure if she came in contact with someone, she would only use her powers if she decided. She pushed her hair behind her ears, showing her bags in the closet when she heard the door open and looking over, “What happened now?” She asked trying to seem innocent, yet bored

[omegarogers]

open starter, royalty & vikings au, aimed at asgardian muses but if you want to be a viking i won’t stop you.

This wasn’t the way things had been intended.. but living so far North, it should have been expected. They had seen the ships a few days before they arrived but in the frigid winter, there was nothing to do. If they ran, they’d risk the health of many, including the younger prince, Steven. An omega and a runt at that, though he had grown somewhat– though growing couldn’t help with the matter of his breathing. And now, a decided gift unto the vikings to request peace. His mother wasn’t with him as the king and the council walked him to the docks, bundled up to prevent sick but looking as much a royal as his father. 

“Welcome, dear friends,” King Joseph spoke when they arrived on the dock. “We’ve been gathering supplies for you– you must be quite tired, ah…” Steve glanced up, his head having been bowed in a traditional submissive way. But he was always curious. “We have also brought to you one of our princes. A beautiful gift, in exchange for your peace. 

[brokenreidgirl]

Whitney, being the new leader of the Gaul tribes, had to assert her place as a leader and as a newly presented alpha, and she had. At the young age of 23, she had a lot to prove and was a bit of a late bloomer, but she was determined as anyone else. She had made sure that her strength, or rather the rumors and legends of, had spread across the known world. She knew that she needed alliances, and so came to begin to speak with King Joseph regarding this matter.

As soon as she stepped off the boat, she knelt and thanked the gods for her safe journey and asked for their blessing. Through the use of her translator, she responded in her native tongue, saying “We have come to negotiate peace, and you offer us a man?” She raised an eyebrow, looking over the prince, “Lead us to your meeting halls, so that we may dine and discuss the terms further.” 

She walked closer to Steve, keeping his gaze, and offering her hand from under her rugged furs for a firm grasp, as was the custom of her people.