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Shannon, 21, INTJ, cis ace lady.
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Anonymous sayeth:
Imagine Bucky really took that double date to the science expo because he secretly had a huge celeb crush on Howard Stark, and Steve is totally oblivious about it... until he finally introduces them.

imaginebucky:

Bucky’s eyes are wider than saucers.

"That’s…that’s him," he says, voice hoarse and breathless in Steve’s ear. "That’s really him. He’s coming right this way. Steve, he’s -" He breaks off mid-sentence, whipping around at neck-breaking speed to check his reflection in the window beside them. "My hair. Please tell me my hair’s lying flat."

"Your hair’s fine, Buck. Real handsome." Seeing Bucky this flustered is…interesting, to say the least. Steve does his best to make his smirk look like an encouraging smile; Bucky doesn’t seem to notice.

He’s too busy staring at Howard Stark, a faint tinge of colour rising in his cheeks, hands fisting nervously in his pockets.

Oh boy.

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answered 14 hours ago @ 20 Oct 2014 with 223 notes via/source

spoopier-than-thou:

I just finished reading Rick Riordan’s The Blood of Olympus and I gotta tell ya, I’m pretty dissatisfied. This isn’t some deep analysis or anything; the book left me feeling…unfulfilled and I want to vent. Head under the cut for more and also spoilers.

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reblogged 5 days ago @ 16 Oct 2014 with 29 notes via/source

Fuck werewolves and pack hierarchy, man. You want a strict social structure? You want clear cut dominance and submission and a constant struggle for power? Then let’s talk about hyenas, you glorious motherfucker.

Fist of all, there are three kinds of hyenas: brown, striped, and spotted (there’s also the aardwolf which is the red headed ugly stepchild here that we’re ignoring). Spotted hyenas, also called laughing hyenas, are the ones we want. The other two do wimpy things like mate for life, scavenge almost exclusively, and care for each others cubs. Pansy asses.

Spotted hyenas though. These are some majestic, dirty mother fuckers and I’mma throw some facts at you real quick:

  • Females are always dominant. The lowest ranked female, even the lowest ranked cub, is has a higher standing than the alpha male.
  • They look like bear-dogs and act like apes but they’re actually stupid close to being cats
  • Their pelts are super diverse in both color and pattern
  • Spotted hyenas are the only mammal in which the female doesn’t have an external vaginal opening. They have ‘pseudo-penises’ THAT ARE LARGER THAN MALE PENISES. THIS PSEUDO-PENIS RUPTURES WHEN THEY GIVE BIRTH BECAUSE WHAT COULD BE MORE HARDCORE THAN GIVING BIRTH THROUGH A LADY DICK? NOTHING, THAT’S RIGHT.
  • Cubs are born fully equipped to fight for dominance. Eyes open, fangs out, ready to cut a motherfucker at a moment’s notice
  • Speaking of the cubs, the females are able to identify family members as far removed as great aunts by smell alone basically from birth
  • Males don’t get to help raise the cubs but their daughters can show favor by being marginally less aggressive towards them. Obviously hyenas are the best ever when it comes to Father’s Day.
  • That laughing sound they’re so famous for? They either do it to show submission after a fight or the whole clan (clan, not pack) does it when they’re nervous. They’re the most vocal carnivore in Africa apparently and have a metric-shit-ton of vocalizations
  • The only threats to these majestic beasts are humans and lions although they will give as good as they get when it comes to those punk ass lions
  • They hunt, they scavenge, they eat just about anything. They’re part of the ‘bone-crushing’ hyenas so guess what that means. Yep, these fuckers munch on bones like popcorn.
  • Spotted hyenas have ape-levels of intelligence with a social structure like chimps (only with ladies in charge and more strict).
  • They mark their territory like cats; they piss everywhere. Also, they have a butt gland that oozes some nasty goop and they wipe that every where. Apparently it’s pretty rank.
  • Males that are lucky enough to be born to a high ranking female typically reach sexual maturity faster than their lower ranked counterparts.
  • Also, clans can get as big as 80 members. Yeah, you read that right. Eighty scary ass bone crushing demon bear dogs staring at you in the night. Females stay in their natal clan but males can come and go.
  • They can hunt on their own or in small groups when they prey is worth it. All 80 members of the pack aren’t going to be working together to bag one slow ass antelope or whatever

Spotted hyenas are pretty much the villains of the sub-Saharan story. Apparently-and this part is from Wikipedia so I’m sorry if I’m wrong- spotted hyenas are depicted in lore as being pets of witches, excessive, brutish, ugly, sly, and hermaphroditic which is apparently a bad thing but whatever lady hyena dicks 5evar. There are a lot more depictions from a whole bunch of cultures because the spotted hyenas’ range back in the prehistoric day was Spain all the way to Russia and down all through Africa and Eurasia, possibly even North America. Nowadays it’s confined to Sub-Saharan Africa and the peoples there have important stories about them which this Wikipedia article doesn’t do justice but go look at it anyway.

So yeah. When you want to step up to the big leagues and leave your little teen wolves behind (I’m hilarious, shut up) hyenas are totally the way to go.

posted 1 week ago @ 09 Oct 2014 with 6 notes

im-castiel-with-a-shotgun:

imagine steve being really turned on by bucky speaking russian and he tells bucky when they were making out one morning against the kitchen counter in stark tower (they were actually planning to make toast they swear) and bucky starts talking russian to him and he’s murmuring up against steve’s neck in a deep voice and his hands are roaming everywhere and pressing open mouthed kisses against him in between words

and then they see natasha had been standing there silently with a coffee for god knows how long and steve is really embarassed and pushes himself off bucky with a full body blush and refuses to look up from the floor but buck is just smirking at steves embarrassment until natasha just says ‘were you asking steve to marry you? here?" and that wipes the smirk off his face because how could he forget natasha speaks russian and steve is looking up now and grinning because he thought bucky was saying a load of dirty stuff but he was spilling his guts to steve in another language, which is totally cheating, and bucky’s just shooting daggers at natasha

reblogged 2 weeks ago @ 06 Oct 2014 with 3,496 notes via/source

lokiluthorson:

minimooseontheloose:

When Bucky does finally get introduced to Tony, like “This is Tony Stark, Howard’s kid”, and he goes all sad and quiet, looks at the ground and admits that he killed his parents, I want Tony to just nonchalantly start listing off all of the things that Stark Industries weapons are responsible for, look him in the eye and tell him “we all make mistakes when there’s someone else calling the shots.”

That’s all. 

Okay, or how about this:

Tony helping Steve find Bucky in whatever way Steve will let him. Not necessarily flying around in the suit, but with computers and Jarvis and resources and shit. He never lets Steve give up or beat himself up because they can totally find Bucky no probs it’ll happen eventually. He reminds Steve that Bucky won’t be Bucky and that it’ll take years to help him and Bucky will probably never fully recover (and Steve gets that but it’s not a good enough reason to stop looking.)

Eventually, with everyone working together, they find Bucky Barnes. And after a while (perhaps a long while) he wants to meet this guy who thought the only way to get out of a hostage situation in the desert was to build a fucking suit of armor. And it goes exactly as described above.

Until later that night when Steve finds Tony alone on the roof drinking. Because Tony has had all of S.H.E.I.L.D’s info since he did science magic on the helicarrier. And in the course of perusing the absolute wealth of information he was able to steal, Tony found a tiny little file hidden within the much larger file dedicated to Howard Stark. It was a kill confirmation by some guy called The Winter Soldier.

So Tony closed the files and never opened them again,refused to think of them until Steve came to his door in the middle of the night begging for his help to find former Sergeant James Buchanan Barnes, The Winter Soldier. And because because Steve is just so fucking sincere about everything (please Tony, he’d do it for me. I owe it to him. Even when I had nothing, I had Bucky) Tony agrees. He agrees for a lot of reasons, not all of them altruistic, but near the top of the list is the fact that everyone makes mistakes when there’s some shadowy someone pulling the strings. Tony didn’t get his second third fourth chance at doing the right thing just to go around passing judgement.

That doesn’t make it any easier.

reblogged 3 weeks ago @ 28 Sep 2014 with 12,464 notes via/source
Imagine Steve at his art classes before the war. Bucky comes to pick him up one day.

imaginesteverogerss:

It’s fucking cold out, but Steve pushes his scarf down from his mouth so he can talk to Dottie, the dark-haired girl from his class. He sucks in a breath as they step out the door, the blast of cold stinging on his cheeks and stabbing him in the lungs.

Dottie waves as she heads off, and Steve waves back as he turns in the opposite direction.

Immediately he does a double-take, because there’s Bucky, leaning against the nearest lamppost. He’s huddled down into the upturned collar of his jacket, but Steve could never mistake those dark eyes.

"Pull your scarf up. It’s fucking cold out," Bucky says by way of greeting. Automatically, Steve does as he’s told, hurrying to shove his hand back into his pocket. Bucky pushes off the lamppost and falls into step beside him. "So? Have a good time?"

It’s not that Bucky’s never asked this before; not that he’s never met Steve at the end of his class before. It’s just that he’s never done it when it’s this cold, not when he gets off work a full hour before Steve’s class ends and they both know it’s not worth catching pneumonia just to meet Steve on his walk, not when they live together.

"I—yeah, it was good," Steve says. He’s been going back and forth about It for two months, It being his final project which is a watercolor of Bucky as he yawns over a cup of coffee. Two months, and Steve still hasn’t decided if he should tell Bucky about It.

"That girl was cute," Bucky comments.

Steve side-eyes him. He’s never had good luck with girls, not when he’s shorter than most of them. “Yeah,” he says, because what else can he really say, and Dottie is cute. She’s the smiley type of girl, with a round face and pretty black curls, and she and Steve sit next to each other in class.

"You should see if she’ll have dinner with you," Bucky says. He’s looking at the ground about four feet in front of them, but. That’s probably just because he’s still got his chin tucked into his jacket. It’s fucking cold out.

"I—probably won’t," Steve replies, but it’s not because he thinks she won’t say yes, because honestly he kind of thinks she will.

Bucky glances over at him, something in the curve of his eyebrows that makes Steve cut him off. “I, um. I’ve been meaning to tell you. The professor is putting on, like, a mini gallery show for our final projects. You. You should come.”

"Of course I’ll come," Bucky grins.

"I mean. Because. I mean. My final project—I, well, it’s a portrait. Of you."

They stop to wait for the light. Bucky turns to look at him, just smiling. “Great choice, Stevie,” he says. “My pretty mug? You’ll ace it, no question.”

Steve wants to say obviously and what else would I ever draw and this isn’t art it’s a love letter but the light changes and Bucky steps off the curb and Steve has to jog a little to catch up.

When they get home Steve doesn’t say much, just stands in the hall and kicks off his shoes. He hangs his jacket and scarf and thinks about the couch, ready to just close his eyes for a few minutes.

But when he turns from the closet, Bucky’s still standing there, looking at him with this sort of half-speculative, half-hesitant look on his face.

"Can we talk about this?" he asks.

"About what?" Steve replies, because there’s no way in hell he’s going to betray the fact that suddenly he’s sweating.

Bucky waves a hand around. “This,” he says, like that’s an explanation. Steve just raises his eyebrows. “The portrait. The sketchbooks. The—fuck, Steve, the way you’re fucking looking at me right now.”

"That’s—I—" is all Steve can think to say, because he’s panicking. He takes a breath in, trying to think, but nothing’s coming up, so he just. Stops.

There’s a long moment where Bucky just looks at him, arms crossed over his chest, shaking his head. “You’re the worst,” he finally mutters.

"I," Steve says, and, "oh." He ducks his head and heads for the living room.

Or, tries to. Bucky grabs his arm and yanks him back. “Steve, you fucking idiot,” he growls, and crowds Steve back against the wall. He grabs onto the hair at the base of Steve’s skull and tips his head up and back so that he barely has to lean down to kiss him.

It’s not like any of the few girls Steve’s kissed, not gentle, not even close. Bucky’s stubble drags at Steve’s, and he bites Steve’s lip hard before licking into his mouth. Everything about it is Bucky claiming Steve like territory, and Steve knows it, and he thrums with that. He’s stunned, but only for a second, and then he reaches up, grips Bucky’s shoulders, and uses that and the leverage of the wall at his back to get both legs up and around Bucky’s waist.

"God," Bucky mumbles. "God."

Steve sucks in a breath. “Yeah.”

answered 3 weeks ago @ 24 Sep 2014 with 413 notes via/source

lokiluthorson:

fannyann:

i would follow you to the ends of the earth with only mild complaining 

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reblogged 1 month ago @ 12 Sep 2014 with 45,978 notes via/source

cindehella:

steve: *hands a piece of paper to bucky* read it
bucky: read what? it’s just ‘james buchanan barnes’ written about a hundred times
steve: no it’s a list of all the things i want to do
bucky:
steve: i call it my…
bucky: dont say it steve DONT SAY IT
steve:buckytlist

reblogged 1 month ago @ 12 Sep 2014 with 881 notes via/source

i wanna rock with you; a mix of songs that steve and bucky missed but that they love now and probably play at their wedding

reblogged 1 month ago @ 12 Sep 2014 with 227 notes via/source

Sky High is such a great movie and I feel like people write it off because it’s goofy or lame and it’s not really

posted 2 months ago @ 25 Jul 2014 with 148 notes
aiwa-sensei:

30 day OTP challenge - 1. holding hands
I wanted to try this for a while. I’m going to ignore the ‘30 day’ part, but  I’ll try my best to do it in the right order. 

aiwa-sensei:

30 day OTP challenge - 1. holding hands

I wanted to try this for a while. I’m going to ignore the ‘30 day’ part, but  I’ll try my best to do it in the right order. 

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So it looks like people are already using my meme! :D I’m glad it’s getting use! :)

These are the best so far! (The first one is mine! :3 Shameless self promoting!)

MAY MERTHUR BE FOREVER CANON!

reblogged 3 months ago @ 20 Jul 2014 with 10,357 notes via/source