Get To Know Me Meme → 4/? Favorite Actresses: Natalie Dormer 

controversial opinion

you are not better than fat people!

even REALLY fat people!

even fat people who don’t put a lot of time into their appearance!

even fat people who wear clothes you think are unflattering!

your appearance literally does not make you better than a fat person. you are not more fun to hang out with because you’re not fat. you are not funnier, smarter, or more interesting by virtue of not being fat. you aren’t harder working, you don’t have more self-control, you don’t have your life more together.

the only difference between you and fat people is that they have to put up with a lot of harassment, discrimination, exclusion, and other bullshit that you don’t even think about.

try not to add to it.

IMAGINE: You were “Peggy” TITLE: There Is No Future Without You (GIRL READER) _

1942 wasn’t your year. Being a female during this time was hard, especially when you worked for the government. You worked for an organization called Strategic Scientific Reserve; SSR for short. To make matters worse you were assigned to work with the military for a new project. Today was the day you met the new recruits and you weren’t the least bit excited.

You walked with a kick in your step. You eyed the men in front of you stopping to stare a few seconds longer at the shortest and scrawniest of the bunch. You couldn’t deny the fact that he was cute. You continued to analyze the group as you spoke loudly, “Gentlemen, I’m Agent L/N. I supervise all operations of this division.”

“Hey, sweet cheeks. What’s a gal like you doing working for the US Army?” One of the men spoke.

You refrained yourself from smirking. You looked at him with a firm look, “What’s your name, soldier?”

He smirked. “Gilmore Hodge, sweetheart.”

“Step forward, Hodge.” He glanced at his friends before doing as told and moved to stand in front of you, “Put you right foot forward.”

“Are we dancing? Cause I got a few moves I know you’ll like.” That was all he needed to say for you to snap. Without a second thought you, you through your fist feeling as it connected with his face.

-

The car had been silent with a hint of awkward. You sat up straight, waiting for you two to make it to the facility. The moment you saw Steve you knew he would be picked. He may not have been the biggest, or the tannest, but he had the heart and will that was needed. You had just hoped he would be the only subject. You didn’t know if you could take watching others be put through the testing.  

“I know this neighborhood.” Steve spoke,” I got beat up in that alley. And that parking lot. And behind that diner.” He pointed out each place like it was some kind of achievement, which it kind of was.

You refrained yourself from chuckling, “Did you have something against running away?”

“You start running they’ll never let you stop. You stand up, push back.” The two of you locked eyes, “Can’t say no forever, right?”

“I know a little of what that’s like. To have every door shut in your face.” All those times you tried to be more than just the girl in the RSS you would always be shoved back down. You were never given the chance to show your potential.

“I guess I just don’t know why you’d want to’ join the army if you’re a beautiful dame. Or a beautiful…a woman. An agent, not a dame! You are beautiful, but-”

You smiled softly at his awkwardness, “You have no idea how to talk to a woman, do you?”

“This is the longest conversation I’ve had with one.” He smiled sheepishly, “Women aren’t exactly lining up to dance with a guy they might step on.”

“You must have danced?” You couldn’t believe that anyone would not give such a gentleman a chance. If you weren’t under strict orders to not get involved with anyone at work, then you might have given the blonde a chance.

“Well, asking a woman to dance always seems so terrifying. And the past few years just didn’t seem to matter that much. Figured I’d wait.” He shrugged.

“For what?” You asked in curiosity.

“The right partner.”

-

“Dr. Erskine said that the serum wouldn’t just effect my muscles, it would affect my cells. Create a protective system of regeneration and healing. Which means I can’t get drunk. Did you know that?” Steve poured himself a glass of what you assumed was alcohol while he barely glanced at you as you approached him.

“Your metabolism burns four times faster than the average person. He thought it could be one of the side effects.” You replied knowingly. You took a seat next to him unsure of what to say. You were never good at comforting people. “It wasn’t your fault.”

“Did you read the reports?” Steve asked, his voice devoid of emotion.

“Yes.” You answered.

He finally looked you in the eye, “Then you know that’s not true.”

You placed your hand onto his. “You did everything you could.” You swallowed thickly as your hand began to grip his, “Did you believe in your friend? Did you respect him?” He barely nodded. “Then stop blaming yourself. Allow Barnes the dignity of his choice. He must have thought you were worth it.”

Your words seemed to strike a cord with him as he squeezed your hand, “I’m goin’ after Schmidt. I’m not gonna stop till all of Hydra is dead or captured.”

You smiled in return, “You won’t be alone.”

-

“Wait!” You stopped the taller man. Trying to grip his suit, you pulled him into kiss that nearly stunned him, “Go get him.”

Steve looked at Phillips as a blush covered his pale cheeks. Phillips rolled his eyes, “I’m not kissin’ you!”

Steve looked back you taking the words from the Colonel as a single to leave. He smiled before he ran off. If you had just known that you wouldn’t be seeing him for a very long time.

-

The radio sounded loudly. Whoever was trying to contact you wasn’t very understand with the static, but you knew who it was. You were quick to press the button to talk to him, “Steve, is that you? Are you alright?”

“Y/N! Schmidt’s dead.”

Steve. He was alive. You almost shouted in glee at his voice. Almost.

“What about the plane?” You asked in hope.

“That’s a little bit tougher to explain.” He responded quickly.

You bit your lip. “Give me your coordinates, I’ll find you a safe landing site.”

“There’s not going to be a safe landing.” His next words tore your heart, “But I can try and force it down.”

“I’ll get Howard on the line, he’ll know what to do.” You tried to reason. Your eyes were already glazing over as your gripped the com tighter.

“There’s not enough time. This thing’s moving too fast and it’s heading for New York. I gotta put her in the water.”

“Please, don’t do this.” Your voice wavered, “We have time. We can work it out.”

“Right now I’m in the middle of nowhere. If I wait any longer a lot of people are gonna die. Peggy, this is my choice.”

You sniffled. You were struggling to keep your tears in your eyes, unsure of what to say next.

“Y/N?” His voice came out softer.

“I’m here.”

“I’m gonna need a rain check on that dance.” Steve’s voice broke at the last word. He wasn’t going to come back.

“Alright.” You played long with this fantasy, “A weak, next Saturday, at the Stork Club.”

“You got it.”

“Eight o'clock on the dot. Don’t you dare be late!” A tear escaped your eye, “Okay?”

“You know; I still don’t know how to dance.” He grunted on the other end.

“I’ll show you how.” You smiled sadly, “Just be there.”

“You’ll have the band play somethin’ slow. I’d hate to step on your-” Static.

“Steve?” You asked. No reply. Your lips let out a sob, but your hand never left the button as you spoke, “Remember, don’t be late.”

-

“You’ve been asleep, Cap. For almost seventy years. Are you gonna be okay?”

“Yeah. Yeah. I just- I had a date.” _ DATE: February 1st, 2016

NOTES: I made myself sad

Let Me Show You

Let Me Show You

Peter Parker X Reader

Written by: Hannah

Prompt(s): Hey! Can you please so a Peter Parker imagine where the two of you are dating and it’s your birthday and the two of you make plans but he ends up having to save the city so he doesn’t show up. And you don’t know he’s spiderman so u get super upset and hurt because you think he blew you off and he ends up revealing he’s spiderman to you. Thank you xx

Notes: This was so cute! Gahh I’ve had this imagine simmering in my mind for a bit now so hopefully it came out ok! Enjoy! :)

Warning(s): None.

(y/n) couldn’t believe their boyfriend had blew them off. It hurt, to say the least. To say the most? It felt like Peter Parker had shoved them off a cliff after countless hours of planning and clearing his schedule just for this day. For (y/n)’s birthday, which he was so excited to go out and celebrate. Or at least it had seemed, seeing as (y/n) sat alone, on their way home on the subway after waiting for Peter until the mall closed.

The tears started as soon as they made it into their room. Suddenly they were there, after trying so hard not to cry in the subway, and it wouldn’t stop. Tears pooled around the corners of their eyes and slid down their red, rosey cheeks as the hurt settled in.

********

Peter Parker knew he had blown it big time. It was dark out and he was exiting his room after hastily putting his regular wear on over the Spider-Man costume, making sure to shove the gloves and the mask into his pockets. Despite the moon high in the sky the teenager raced to (y/n)’s house.

He knocked, fidgeting. When their parent opened the door Peter could only stammer a hello before sliding in, running up to (y/n)’s room.

“(y/n)! I’m soooo sorry, I know it’s your birthday- shit I forgot your present- (y/n)- you’re crying- shit I made you cry-”

“Peter just stop! Wh- I-” (y/n) hesitated, not even sure what to say. For one thing they weren’t in the mood to see or even listening to Peter. The couple had scheduled to celebrate this day for almost a month and Peter had made sure to be free. And he didn’t even show up after all that work.

“I-…I’m just- so sorry, (y/n). There was an accident- Aunt May hurt herself earlier this afternoon-”

“What?! No she didn’t Peter, I asked her where you were earlier this evening! And we talked and she was perfectly fine. She thought you were with me, Pete. I don’t- why are you lying to me?”

Peter bit his lip, knowing he was caught. He couldn’t meet (y/n)’s gaze. They were devastated, he had hurt them really bad. And then tried to lie, to save his skin and his secret life as a superhero. Sighing, Peter reached into his pocket before he stopped, finally meeting (y/n)’s angry, confused, and hurt gaze.

“I’ll…I’ll tell you what I was doing, ok? But you have to promise to not tell anybody- and I mean anybody! Ok?”

“Peter-”

“Just promise me!”

“…..Fine, Peter. I promise. I won’t tell anybody. Now what the hell were you doing that was so much more important than spending the day with me as you had scheduled a month for?”

Peter took a deep breath and pulled out the mask, holding it loosely in his hand. He slipped half of it onto his head, while (y/n) cocked an amused eyebrow and watched. The teen superhero quickly tore off his shirt, jacket, and jeans before (y/n) could stop him.

“I’m…I’m Spider-Man, ok? I- I wasn’t with you today because I was fighting Doc Ock again today.” Peter shifted while (y/n) snorted, “Peter- don’t try to pull this shit with me! I know you like Spider-Man but really? Cosplaying and still lying to my face? I’m hurt Peter, I’m genuinely hurt.” They turned away while Peter threw his hands into the air.

“I’m not lying, ok?! I promise- I’m not some cosplaying fan boy! I’m honestly Spider-Man! Look- Just- Look!” He shot a web onto the ceiling and effortlessly swung upside down, swaying as the blood rushed to his head.

“….I’m not lying to you. Do you want to take a swing through the city? I can take you on one. I can go and take you to meet Mr. Stark- no no probably Captain America- he’s more understanding-”

“Peter.” (y/n) stopped and looked at their boyfriend. It was hard to deny the uncanny similarities to the web-shooting hero and the fact that Peter was hanging upside down. But they were just so mad at Peter! Finally, after struggling for an answer, they held out their hand for Peter to take.

“Fine, Pete. Take me for a swing through the city, if you’re really Spider-Man.” Peter grinned at this and pulled (y/n) close. He pressed a kiss to their cheek before pulling his mask down. Easily enough he fired a web through the open window and onto a building.

“Hang on, it might be a little bumpy at first. But I promise I won’t drop you, so don’t worry.” He ensured.

At first (y/n) thought he was joking. This was proved wrong as before they even knew it Peter was swinging them over the New York’s still busy night streets. (y/n) watched the lights go by beneath them, mesmerized at the beauty of it all. Peter smiled beneath the mask, knowing he had won his beautiful and perfect (y/n) back over.

He brought them back to (y/n)’s room fifteen minutes later. He stood, nervous, with his back to the window as (y/n) gently listened to the beat of his heart. They seemed content, holding Peter in their arms.

“….I believe you. I’m sorry, Peter, for yelling. I was just…I was so mad that you weren’t there. I thought you had purposely blown me off.” They whispered. Peter nodded, his mask now back over his head. They swayed softly, “I would never purposely blow you off, (y/n). Know that I would never do that.”

“….Did he hurt you? Doc Ock?” (y/n) finally asked. Peter laughed and shook his head, “No, I’m fine. Besides, he’ll never be able to hurt me the way I felt today, knowing I had let you down. I love you, (y/n). Happy birthday.”

“Thank you Peter. I love you too.”

After first episode of series 11

I don't like that new action film vibe but I absolutely love 13th Doctor. She is lovely, funny and she is exactly what we need right now. She is my Doctor <3

collision course

Pairing: Azriel x f!reader

Summary: A hasty escape and a wayward storm results in Azriel crossing paths with you. Over the centuries that follow, you meet again and again, gently tucked away in a corner of the world only you two are privy to. But as wars loom and time begins to erode the once carefree interactions, it seems inevitable that the tentative sanctuary built will collapse... and it's unclear if either one of you will come out on the other side.

Series Overview/Warnings: Angst, pining, fighting/injuries, slow-burn, some of the og timeline may be tweaked to better suit the story

Status: On-going

part one — genesis

Broken Heart- A Peter Parker Imagine

Anonymous Requested: Can you write one where Peter comes to YN’s really hurt and she has to patch him up and make sure he’s safe and no in anymore pain, a few weeks after he tells her he’s Spider-Man and he tries to break up with her but she’s like, No im kinda in love with you, and maybe they end up sleeping together or something? (Doesn’t have to be sexual- preferably not lol)

Broken Heart

A rapid knock at your window awoke you from your slumber. You were so close with Peter that you could tell the difference between his knocks based off of his moods. His usual knock was very playful, but this rapid succession knock let you know that whatever it was was an absolute emergency. You looked over at your clock and it read 2:06 in the morning. What could Peter have done at 2 in the morning? You crawled out of bed and opened up the window, Peter falling in, quite literally. You gasped as you could see your carpet build up blood from Peter.

You rushed over to him, and rolled him over. He winced in pain as he held his arm which had a long cut running down it. “Peter, what happened?” you asked, as you ran to get towels. You applied pressure to the wound and looked up at him to see him looking in concentration. “I got in a really bad biking accident”. You knew that this was a lie because of how long it took for him to come up with that. You let it slide however because he was in enough pain as it was. You bandaged him up and hugged him tightly, thankful that he was ok. “I’m glad you are ok,” you whispered against his chest. “Yeah, me too,” his mind wandering to the truth.

The truth came a few weeks later. You had started to grow distant and Peter knew it was because you felt that he wasn’t being truthful. He knew it was time to come clean. He asked if he could come over to your house, which was unusual since he always just came over unannounced, which is what you liked about him. You knew that something was going to happen, you just didn’t know what. He came in through the window as always, but the look on his face told a different story from the usual face Peter had. “Peter, what’s wrong?” you asked, knowing that he was upset. He just told you to sit down on the bed next time. You sat next to him and slipped your arm through his, but he just slid out of your touch. “[Y/N], I need to be really honest with you,” was all he was able to say. He started to fidget with his hands, which was something he did when he was nervous.

After a few seconds of silence, Peter turned to face you. “There’s no lighter way to put it: I’m Spiderman. I was bit by a radioactive spider and I now try and protect the city. That’s why I came to your house the other week, I had been fighting someone and I got hurt. I’m so sorry”. You gave him a confused look. “Why are you sorry?” He stared in your eyes for a second, almost contemplating his next words when he said, “Because I’m breaking up with you”.

You shook your head and wiped away your tears. “No, you can’t break up with me”. He gave you an estranged look and asked “What do you mean?” You gave him a serious look and said “Because I’m in love with you”. You two had never said those words before, so it took Peter aback for a moment. “[Y/N], I love you too, but I’m doing what’s best for you”. You knew he meant no harm but his words brought rage in you. “You’re doing what’s best for me? If you were doing what’s best for me, you’d ask me. I love you and you love me, you don’t have to worry about keeping me safe. Staying together is what we should do. You can’t fight with a broken heart,” you held onto Peter as if your life depended on it. He held onto you back after a moment, knowing you were right. 

Thank you so much for being so supportive! I’m leaving Florida in a few days, so I’ll be much more active! Thank you for reading and I hope you enjoyed!

-Lianne

loose ends

Summary: He picks up a photo on a bookshelf and Bucky sees her face, her smile between him and Steve and-

He’s breaking down a door, she’s screaming. Metal around her throat, nothing more than choked gasps from her mouth-

-he does not want this memory back.

Word Count: 1225

Warnings: Character death, torture, murder.

He’s so far gone when they find him, incoherently mumbling while unconscious. HYDRA already knows his name – Sergeant James Barnes, from the 107th. If anything, it’s a reunion seeing him back in the lab and Zola smiles as he’s placed on the medical table, already measuring the circumference of his arm.

There was a train, he knows. Memories of a man in blue reaching for him swirling around his mind, and then of a woman he left behind, far before the snow and tracks.

He wakes up and neither of them are there, yet something nags at the back of his mind, telling him that they should be, would be. His vision is hazy but he can make out a man that should be his enemy, the phantom feeling in his left arm before he’s strapped down, despite being too drugged to lift a finger. There’s something digging into his temples, someone says go and-

He’s slipping. Every scream that falls past his lips takes a piece of him with it and he shouldn’t be there.

He shouldn’t be there.

He shouldn’t be there.

Steve’s always telling him, “be careful,” and Bucky always replies, “I am.”

But he’s not and he slips into a diner and into a booth, as far away from the windows as possible. He’s learnt that no matter how little money you have, you can get into anywhere as long as you look like you’re supposed to be there so he does, slouching in the seat and smiling at the girl already sitting there.

“Hey,” he turns on his charm and she’s more amused than flattered. Her eyes flicker upwards to the guys that run by the window, engrossed in the pursuit of someone. “What’s your name?”

“(Y/N).”

What is your name?

James Buchanan Barnes.

“James Buchanan Barnes.”

The scientist frowns, marks something down on paper.

“Go again.”

Czytaj dalej

Do Me a Favor (Part 13)

Summary:  AU! Bucky Barnes and you are neighbors and close friends. As a huge favor, Bucky asks you to pretend to be his girlfriend for a relative’s wedding and you agree.

Word Count: 1,863

Warnings: None.

“Do Me a Favor” Masterlist

A/N: Ahh this part is short! But it’s not the end! Part 14 is still in the works :) Hope you all like it!

Bucky couldn’t believe it. He couldn’t believe that Dot was standing in front of him, asking him to come back to her. Of course, he felt for her. After all, Dot had left her seemingly-happy relationship with Loki for a second chance with Bucky. He understood that, and if he could take back every single day since the wedding day, he would. He gladly would.

But he had explained everything to her. He had told her that they were both stuck in the past. He had not let himself immediately run to you, instead taking the time to go back to Dot’s house and cordially break things off.

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Betrayal Part 2

Part 1

Genre: Angst Words: 2,147 Pairings: Bucky Barnes x Reader Warnings: Injuries, emotional and physical torture, violence Summary: There are mind games that both sides need to play.

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“Sergeant Barnes. Is your girlfriend asleep? I hope she hasn’t died on us so soon…”

Bucky kept his eyes trained on your unconscious form. It wasn’t long after your guys’ talk that you passed out once again, too exhausted to keep your head lifted any longer. This worried Bucky, but not as much as the man who had just entered the room.

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