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this is such a good idea
that's it, that's the movie:
steve: do you know me?
bucky: I read about you at the museum
steve: lol try again
bucky: [sweating nervously, SAY SOMETHING] I don't kill people anymore
steve: I know but they could kill you at any minute now so could you pls tell me you love me before we go
bucky: ...
steve: listen. you can't just pull a person from the river and run off like nothing happened, you did it because you wanted to. because you love me SAY IT, why'd you do it
bucky: [internally screaming and planning an escape route] I DON'T KNOW
steve: YES YOU DO, COME ON WE'VE WAITED DECADES FOR THIS CAN YOU PLEASE PLACE YOUR LIPS ON MY LIPS AND THEN WE'LL FIGHT CRIME TOGETHER UNTIL DEATH DOES US-
bucky: [runs]
steve: [chases him] LET ME LOVE YOU
everyone else: [hunts bucky] YOU'RE NOT ALLOWED TO LOVE HIM, HE'S AN ASSASSIN WHO HAS KILLED EVERYONE FROM ABE LINCOLN TO HOWARD STARK AND HE KIDNAPPED THE LINDBERGH BABY AND-
bucky: [much later, internally: holy fuck love makes steve crazy. at this rate we're both gonna be homeless fugitives. better take myself out of the equation]
steve: you could stay tho
bucky: [internally sobbing] I cannot
steve: [internally dying]
Say goodbye to the storms in the night. Say goodbye to this beautiful sight, cause we pieced it all together when it just felt right...
Our Last Night
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Who else is too attached to SNK?
The answer is everyone. The answer is we’re all crying, for one reason or another. We. Just. Fucking. Can’t.
Literally me. In the latest chapter I looked at the image wrong on a page and thought Jean died. I was a crying slobbering mess and just had to walk away from my computer to just let it sink in. Came back, a few pages later realized Jean was alive and praised Isayama, only to notice Armin died. I was a crying slobbering mess.
I did the same thing! Jean is this precious ass-wagon and when I thought he died I lost it. He got through so much and has come so far and to just kill him with a piece of wood? I lost it till I realized he was fine, but I was a screeching idiot for a few minutes. I also love Bertholdt so I’m still kind of screaming. But yeah I drew Armin seventeen times after the latest chapter because my friends were sobbing over me, but I do feel bad for the guy. But seriously if Jean or Bertholdt dies I’m going to lose myself for the next few months.
Yes!!! To be honest if anyone saw me at the time, they’d think a family member died because I was a mess. I’m so emotionally attached to Jean, he is one of my favorite characters in Attack on Titan so I could not even fathom him dying, then Hanji came back and I was just happy crying cuz she is like my Queen. Tbh Armin wasn’t one of the characters I got really attached to but I was just so overwhelmed with all the shit going on in that chapter that I was crying a shit storm anyway. The kid just wanted to see the damn ocean! Then comes Reiner and Bertholdt. I was a bit more attached to Reiner than I was Bertholdt, especially seeing how before he was so torn as to what was right or wrong considering his friends and his ‘mission’. Even after all the shit he did I was like “I know he’s being an ass right now but maybe in the end, he’ll change his ways and do what’s right” but nooooo Isayama had to fuck me over and kill him as well. Guess he decided that wasn’t enough and just burned my heart and chopped it to peices with what he did to Armin and Bertholdt.(see what I did there? I’m a terrible person.)
Yes I saw what you did there and my only reaction is a choked sob. I love Jean too, he’s a snarky lil smartass and I love him so much. But yeah poor Armin just wanted the ocean, poor guy. I am just so worried about everyone at this point. Like, Jean, Sasha, and Connie are in a fucked situation. And literally after reading through I went to check the wiki and almost all their statuses say, “Unknown”. Like excuse me you better figure it out before I go and kill somebody. I’ve never really, loved Levi the way everyone else does so if he dies I wouldn’t complain. I’d feel bad but I wouldn’t cry for him. The Reiner teasers were so real, I wasn’t sure what was going to happen but I wanted the Titan Shifters to be given a chance to help save humanity because welp it wasn’t really their choice the poor babies. I love Jean and Bertholdt more than anything because Bert is the nervous adorable dork and Jean is just perfect. My favorite scene is when Eren has a pole through his chest and Jean is yelling about avenging Marco. Like, agh Jean just, perfect.
Go read my things I am kinda proud of these poems
Who else is too attached to SNK?
The answer is everyone. The answer is we’re all crying, for one reason or another. We. Just. Fucking. Can’t.
Literally me. In the latest chapter I looked at the image wrong on a page and thought Jean died. I was a crying slobbering mess and just had to walk away from my computer to just let it sink in. Came back, a few pages later realized Jean was alive and praised Isayama, only to notice Armin died. I was a crying slobbering mess.
I did the same thing! Jean is this precious ass-wagon and when I thought he died I lost it. He got through so much and has come so far and to just kill him with a piece of wood? I lost it till I realized he was fine, but I was a screeching idiot for a few minutes. I also love Bertholdt so I’m still kind of screaming. But yeah I drew Armin seventeen times after the latest chapter because my friends were sobbing over me, but I do feel bad for the guy. But seriously if Jean or Bertholdt dies I’m going to lose myself for the next few months.
Who’s your muse? Me: Cameron. Cameron. He is the most adorable real human being
Art Reality
I want to be an animator, or sell my art, and just do something involving art because I love drawing. I love painting and just generally I love art. The feeling of finishing that two hour fucking drawing, and fuck that two hour drawing, and just that feeling, your heart gets caught in your throat and your smile is so big. You’re on top of the world for the next few hours because you fucking did it. But then I see all this other artist’s, just going beyond expectation with different styles and beautiful ideas and I freeze. How do I expect to get into an animation company or some sort of art career when I am nowhere near as talented as half the people I’ve seen drawing who DON’T HAVE ART CAREERS. I might as well just give up and start a new dream, because there is just no way.
I feel exactly the same man, people used to tell me my art sucked and I used to just give up, even going so far as to not draw for months on end thinking what’s the point when I’ll never be as good as some of these amazing creaters all over the world who seemed to just have a natural talent for it? Then I realized that talent isn’t specified in just one way. There’s no one ‘correct’ way to draw, there are so many and just because you feel your art isn’t as good as someone else’s, doesn’t mean it’s terrible art. Hell for all we know, someone else could be thinking the exact same thing when they see your art, that they’ll never be as good as you. Your art and way to drawing is unique and special in its own way, just as mine and everyone else’s art is. And we all grow in different ways and at different times. Every second we draw we get better, and every peice of art we create that is special to us and makes us smile most likely makes someone else smile as well. In a couple months, I’ll be heading to art school with so many talented people and I know once in a while I’ll feel inferior to others and want to quit, but I’m won’t. I’ll keep drawing and doing the thing I love most, and I hope you will too, because I’m sure that if you stopped drawing, not only will you be sad and upset, but lot of other people who admired you and were inspired by your art will be as well. Do what you love, cuz you’re awesome at it, and don’t let anyone tell you otherwise!!
I literally cried reading this, I told a couple people I was feeling awful about my art and they said some of the same things. Thank you so much, this really means a lot. I was genuinely done with myself for awhile but you’re so right. If I did give up I’d be missing out on the one thing I’ve held onto all my life and everyone does have different and styles. I need to work harder not sink lower/ I really am grateful for this, I really hope you have fun in art college, your art is amazing and I’m sure you’re going to do great things.
Jean x Reader ~Bake with Me?
Your Pov
The alarm on my nightstand began roaring next to, screaming for me to wake up. I rolled over and smiled against my pillow, holding tight to my soft blanket. Today's our day off.. I reached up and turned off the alarm before pulling my covers off and got down, resting my feet against the cold wooden floor, squealing at first before adjusting.
"Hmm, I can make lemon bars for Armin and Erwin!", I jumped at my breakthrough grabbing my favorite outfit and giggled. "I can make Eren fudge, oh and I'll make Mikasa a cupcake! And I'll make a cake for Sasha and Connie!! Bertholdt and Reiner hmm, they'l love fudge I bet! And a small scone for Captain Levi, Jean would love something sweet.. Maybe a sugarcube.. since everyone calls him horseface " I giggled at that one.
I smiled with excitement while I got dressed, thinking about how happy my friends would be to have something to snack on. My mind set on the idea that sweets fix everything, (which is not completely wrong).
I crept out of your room, gripping my apron and being careful not to wake the others. Starting to make my way down the stairs when I heard someone's door open. Turning my head back to the hallway to see Jean standing in the hallway looking at me.
I just stared at him, not knowing what to say. Jean smiled and raised an eyebrow making my cheeks burn, "um I."
He walked forward and leaned over the staircase railing , "why are you up this early on our day off?" His green plaid pajama pants slightly going over his feet, and his gray sweatshirt sleeves going over his hands a little. He looked too cute in his jammies and he reminded me of a child on Christmas morning.
"I was going to bake some stuff for the squad..", I said timidly staring back up at him.
He stood up straight, "ohh, well then, since I'm up do you need any help?" I looked at him surprised he was being so nice. Jean POV "I um ye- yeah if you want to- I mean. It's you- your choice", (Y/N) shyly stuttered out trying to assure me I didn't have to. She twiddled her thumbs as I stared at her with a funny look. After awhile I just snicked and started walking downstairs, signaling her to follow me.
I stepped into the kitchen and grabbed a cookbook from the pantry. "So, any ideas of what you want to make?", I said hoisting myself onto the island. I looked over to (Y/N) as she grabbed out some necessity's for baking, (milk, oil, eggs, ext.)
"Lemon bars, um fudge, cake and some other things," she said looking back up at me. I raised an eyebrow at her skeptically, is this kid nuts? "Your going to make all of that?"
"We, and we are going to make all of it." She smiled up at me carrying a couple bowls sinking in her arms as she struggled to carry them to the table.
"Yes we, but well, what do you want to do first?", I set the cookbook up against the napkin holder on the table, so you could both go to it and read it while we worked. Glancing over at her I brushed my hands together. Your POV Jeans amber eyes glinted in unison with his bright grin, whilst he moved towards me.
A warming beat filled my heart, causing me to pause for a few seconds before blushing and getting back to work. ~A Timeskip Woo~
Your POV I spent a few hours in the kitchen with Jean, baking away, we were both laughing and joking around as we worked.
"Y/N, you know, you're, a.. um, really a fun person," Jean stuttered as she helped me frost cupcakes.
A warm smile spread through her lips, "you are too Jean, and, a lot nicer than I thought." My lips pulled into a probably dumbfounded girn and a slight laugh escaped as a breath through my nose.
I stared at (Y/N) for a few minutes as she continued to frost, examining her features. The warm orange glow escaping the window beamed throughout the wooden kitchen, landing on her face and (h/l) (h/c) hair.
I stared for awhile, why haven't I talked to this beautiful girl before? She's so sweet, and smart, also kind of a jerk but in a good way. Maybe I thought she'd reject talking to me..
She looked over at me as I squinted at her, admiring her in a strange way, my face was all scrunched in thought.
(Y/N) crinkled her nose and squinted at me mockingly, "what are you doing", she laughed.
I turned away quickly and my cheeks burned with embarrassment, "nuthin just, you have something on your face." I want to punch myself in the face I'm so stupid.. but, (Y/N) did look cute teasing me..
Your POV Jean and I spent the next three and a half hours baking together, finishing up both exhausted. I pulled myself on top of the counter and let out a loud sigh. Jean slumped into a chair, facing the back of it as it was turned towards me with an eyebrow raised. ~Le short timeskip as something is in the oven and I'm lazy~ Your POV I kicked my feet excitedly waiting for the others to wake up to receive their gifts. After a long while of silence I looked over at Jean felt my heart jump as I saw his chin resting on the chair and his two toned locks brushing lightly across his forehead. His lips were turned upright into a sly smile when my (e/c) eyes met his amber ones.
"What?", he asked quietly, bringing me out of my daze, his teeth glinting through his widened smile. My face flushed red at the image of his perfect features had engraved itself to my brain. He was so cocky, so stubborn, but kind and gentle. His subtle glances and sweet gestures started to have a warm hold on me... "I- I sorry I was um.. sorry", I mentally cursed myself as I tripped over words chalk full of embarrassment. Jean POV (Y/N) was so cute when she was all flustered like that, I really liked helping her today.. She was more elegant than the others, a flower among fire and evil. She was truly beautiful, he had always known she was such a sweet girl, but spending hours next to her peaceful frame was very.. enlightening. I chuckled at her and stood up, walking over to her at the counter. "You're cute when you blush you know.." That was bold and probably stupid, oh no, she's going to hate me. Oh great you blew it Jean! She blushed more and covered her mouth before uncovering it and smirking, "you're cute all the time.." You POV WHY DID I JUST SAY THAT? HOW DID I JUST SAY THAT? DID I JUST FLIRT? I started giggling at his shocked reaction though, that caught him off guard and it was priceless. His face was bright red and his eyes looked like they'd burst out of their sockets. He bit his lip and I swear it sent chills down my spine.. He stood up and pushed in his chair, turning away from me. Oh no.. Jean POV I took a deep breath before I turned back to (Y/N) and made my way over to her small frame on the counter. I came incredibly close, standing square in front of her. Her shocked face was frozen as her eyes searched mine for an answer. Her (h/l) (h/c) shimmered against the cool morning light spread across the kitchen, her (e/c) eyes blinked furiously as she stared at me, her mouth slightly open. Your POV What is he doing oh my god is he going to yell at me? What is he looking at me like that for, did I go too far? Even worrying I can't help but stare.. he's so cute.. He looks like he's studying a book.. Is there something on my face? Oh no maybe there's cake on me and I look stupid. He reached a hand up to my face and leaned forward. My heart slammed against my chest as he pulled my face closer to his, pausing, his lips hovering right before mine.. Jean POV Just breathe. Jean, just breathe. Why does my stomach feel like there's a fucking circus dancing in there!? Man up and kiss her! I put my hand up to her soft (s/c) cheek and leaned in to kiss her, my heart trying to dive through my ribs- What if she doesn't want me to.. I stopped, an inch between her lips and mine.. I stayed there waiting for her to say something, or push me away. Your POV I held my breath and crashed through the space that had separated our lips, wrapping my arms happily around the back of his neck. Jean was startled a bit but he melted against me, bringing his arms down to wrap around my waist. I pulled away slowly and smiled brightly looking up into his amber eyes that looked hazy. I was so ecstatic in that moment as he smiled down at me before pecking my nose. "You're so fucking cute..", he said quietly pressing his forehead against mine, I giggled at him and smiled brighter. "(Y/N).." "Yes Jean?", I asked as he huffed a warm breathe that engulfed my face flushing my cheeks. Jean POV Just ask her already. She kissed you. She's gotta say yes man. "Will you.. will you be my girlfriend (Y/N)..", I asked in the most hushed voice, fearing that if I said it any louder my voice would crack. Closing my eyes and taking a deep breathe that was met with an eternity of silence, (well thirty seconds but to be fair that felt like forever). She smiled up at me and beamed, "of course Jean, I'd love that." Her perky voice was so bright as she wrapped her arms around my torso and giggled into my chest. Oh no, you don't get to be that fucking cute and not expect me to kiss your entire fucking face. I laughed and sighed in relief before looking down and pulling her face up to mine. As I squished her cheeks I planted kisses all over her cheeks, on her nose, her forehead and pecked at her lips several times as she giggled. Sasha POV As I walked down the stairs I heard someone laughing in the kitchen, I ruffled my hair as I moved that direction. Turning and glancing inside I covered my mouth to stifle a laugh. Jean was leaning over (Y/N) and kissing her all over, she squirmed beneath him giddy as ever. I should leave them alone.. they look so cute! Wait.. do I smell sweets? Never mind cute I smell cake! I coughed loudly to get their attention, before engulfing my eyes on the treats spread across the table "good morning! Did you make all those? No wait, better question, what can I eat" They both blushed as I unglued my eyes from the sweet sweet treats looking for an answer. Jean POV Fat-ass had to ruin my moment.. Your POV "Yeah!!", I jumped off the counter and swung around Jean to show her proudly what I made, holding up her treat and smiling. As I explained to her who everything was for she giggled at something pointing excitedly. The sugar-cube I had placed in the middle. "What's that?", she asked me with a weird look plastered across her face. "Oh!", I picked it up and ran over to Jean before placing it delicately on his hand. "For you!" He turned his head at me and glanced at it, then back to me. "What's the matter? Horses like sugar-cubes don't they?" Jean POV Oh hell no.. This is my girlfriend now. I am going to have to deal with this now. Good job Jean. Just fucking great.. Good thing she's cute because I would totally would have punched anyone else's face in for that joke. Payback time. "Well, I do actually," I said before wrapping an arm around her waist and swiftly pulling her up to me. "So come on (Y/N)." "Wha- what?", her cheeks flushed as I held her against me, a wicked grin spread through my lips. "I really do like sugar, so why don't you give me some," I seductively licked my lips as her eyes widened and her her cheeks got redder. This is going to be hella fun..
“Angels” block the Westboro Baptist Church from protesting Orlando victim’s funeral
When a handful of Westboro Baptist Church members showed up Saturday at the funeral of Orlando shooting victim Christopher Leinonen, counterprotesters donning large, white angel wings were there to shield mourners. Members of the Orlando Shakespeare Theater put together the wings as a symbolic but also literal screen between the WBC and funeral attendees. An Orlando Police tweet later proved the efforts to stop the WBC worked.
Art Reality
I want to be an animator, or sell my art, and just do something involving art because I love drawing. I love painting and just generally I love art. The feeling of finishing that two hour fucking drawing, and fuck that two hour drawing, and just that feeling, your heart gets caught in your throat and your smile is so big. You’re on top of the world for the next few hours because you fucking did it. But then I see all this other artist’s, just going beyond expectation with different styles and beautiful ideas and I freeze. How do I expect to get into an animation company or some sort of art career when I am nowhere near as talented as half the people I’ve seen drawing who DON’T HAVE ART CAREERS. I might as well just give up and start a new dream, because there is just no way.
I can’t describe the feeling
#After seeing this I went to archive of our own and checked up on my ff had a new chapter #the cutest chapter #thankyou
700 Follower Fic Giveaway
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So… I’ll do a little fic giveaway!
The details: You must reblob this post (and be following me, obvs, or it won’t count). I’ll pick three winners at random and write you each a little something something about a ship of your choice*, but I’m going to need you to be a little bit patient with me because I’m still highly medicated fighting through brain fog and I have a lot going on right now.
*I retain the right to say no to writing my notps or things like high school AUs and stuff I just don’t write.
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