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majorapandahero · 7 months

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Aight I give up

Of course I started reading a Satoru Gojo x reader fic on my "for you" page and the page reset. So i have resigned myself to ask for help.

I will now try to remember everything i read before it reloaded.

It was an Arranged Marriage kind of AU! Where Gojo and Reader were childhood friends. Reader stayed in the village and wrote Gojo letters while he was away and he never responded; so after a year and a half reader just stopped sending them all together. Stopped asking his whereabouts 2 years in. (turns out Gojo never received them AT ALL)

When Satoru comes back they are both under the impression the other hates them, but when a nasty guy comes up to reader ;introducing himself as a suitor; she backs away, rushing out of the party to throw up in some bushes when Gojo comes out to comfort them. Reader's Mother finds them alone together, shenanigans happen and now they both must be married like... yesterday.

It's a slow burn to a feast they must both host for the clan as leaders. Both walking on eggshells, mostly in the reader's pov; only coming down for breakfast or dinner to speak to Satoru.

At the feast, they are finally getting into a good banter. Even joking on hiding under the table like they use to since the reader doesn't like how many people are at the feast. Geto shows up, introductions are made, and then Geto takes Gojo away to discuss something. Another girl is there, she has many admirers. Reader looks at her then at where Gojo and Geto are and see's that Gojo is looking over at the girl. Girl does a finger beckon call towards Satoru, and he apparently follows.

Of course Misunderstanding, older clan members are asking "where did Satoru go?", "Is he with a mistress?" you know the old people no boundary kind of questions. Reader is heartbroken, but also believes that Satoru doesn't want this marriage in the first place. Geto tries to explain what happened later to the reader over breakfast with gojo nowhere to be seen.

Geto: "I promise it was no what it looked like."

Reader: "What Gojo does is his business," "Maybe I too will find my own way in this marriage." "Geto, I ruined his life didn't I?"

Before Gojo goes away to visit another clan, he tries to talk to reader through the door of her bedroom. She hasn't spoken a word to him since the feast, not coming down for meals or anything. He simply knocks, asks if he can explain, talk or see her. She walks close to the door but doesn't open it. She blows out the candle and head back to bed. Gojo tries again, but gives up and leave her be. It was almost 6 weeks i believe of Satoru being gone.

The reader is plagued with thought of Gojo, hoping he is ok, that this visit shouldn't be taking this long. Others in the clan have also filled her head with thoughts that he is just out there cheating her the reader.

When he does come back, he's splattered with blood (he swears isn't his) and scared the readers maid "Myra" half to death by demanding she get out of the reader's room right then and there.

Gojo thought the reader was going to cheat cause of the "Maybe I too will find my own way in this marriage." Thinking that the time he was gone, he was going to find another man in her chambers. He didn't cause even after feeling heartbroken, Reader still loyal to him. But reader also calls him out for leaving her at the feast alone to go with another woman.

Misunderstandings are finally understood, a quote i remember Satoru said was "If all it took to marry you was to get you alone, i would have shoved you in a closet as soon as you walked into that party."

They both loved each other since childhood, and as soon as they were making up

my screen reset. and i lost it to the tumblr maze of fanfics and hell.

So i ask for help that if anyone knows this fic, the author, anything that can help me find it; i've been scrolling for days and finally lost the will to keep looking without help.

I thank the tumblr users in advance, and a reminder that this is not my idea and i just want to find the writer to appreciate them and love them for their writing was so freaking amazing.

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majorapandahero · 1 year

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Weird and kind of random question about the Rogers!Reader x Bucky storyline, but did Bucky ever have a wedding ring? And if so what happened to it after the fall? Did hydra take it, does he ever get it back? Sorry this is so weird but I love that storyline and think about Bucky losing his left arm, and wondered if he lost his wedding ring too? And if he never gets it back does y/n ever get him a new one? 🥺

Ring Bearer || Bucky Barnes

pairing: bucky barnes x rogers!reader

a/n: hi, I love this question! rather than just answering it, I figured I’d write a fic. I hope you enjoy! I also made some references to their proposal and relationship that happened in other fics revolved around them that you can find linked below!

word count: 1.9k

warnings: some references to hydra, though not in detail, fluff

masterlist || say yes || bucky x rogers!reader masterlist

"There wasn't..." You said, placing your glass down on the table as you looked up at Natasha. "You didn't find a ring or anything in any of the S.H.I.E.L.D… well… Hydra... things did you? After it all went down?"

Taking a swig from the bottle in her hand, she raised her eyebrow.

"A ring?" Nat asked. "What kind of ring?"

Although she was your closest friend, you felt silly asking her about it. There was so much else going on in the world it almost felt childish to care about something as material as your husband's wedding ring, but you couldn't help yourself and how much you did care. If there was any chance that it survived you'd rather know and be made fun of then let it be locked away somewhere for another hundred years.

Looking down at your own engagement ring that had been sitting on your left hand since 1941, you fiddled with the utensils in in front of you.

“I don’t know,” You shrugged. “Maybe a wedding band?”

When you met Nat’s eyes you could tell that the realization had hit her as she placed her bottle on the table and leaned in closer to you.

“Y/n-”

“Never mind.” You said, sitting back in your own chair. “It’s stupid.”

“It’s not stupid, Barnes.” Nat argued. “You’re wondering where your husband’s wedding ring went. I get it. I didn’t find anything like that, but I don’t think you need to worry about it too much. I mean c’mon, Barnes, as soon as people see his vibranium arm I think they’ll know who he is and who he’s married to.”

Catching the hint of a smirk on her face in her attempt to lighten the mood, you laughed.

“Fair.”

Biting back the sinking feeling in your chest knowing it was really, truly gone you shook your head.

“I figured it was a long shot.” You said, picking up your glass once more. “I don’t know... I was just hoping it was still around somewhere. You remember this wedding day you had and slipping the band on his finger as you promised to be together ‘til you die and... and it just feels a world away now. I guess I was feeling nostalgic and liked the idea of him having that ring back. It kind of keeps you grounded, you know?”

Taking a sip of water, you watched as she nodded along with what you said and you felt relieved to finally get this feeling that had been weighing you down off of your chest.

After a moment of thought, Nat spoke up again.

“You wanna know what I think?” Nat asked.

“What?”

“I think,” She said tipping her bottle at you. “that you should get him another one. I don’t think it really matters to him whether it’s from your wedding day or not. He just loves you.”

You tried your hardest to bite back a smile.

“You think so?”

Rather than giving into your appeal, Nat only rolled her eyes and shook her head, scoffing at even the idea of James Buchanan Barnes not being completely and utterly in love with his wife: you.

You smiled as you turned the key into the lock of yours and your husband’s shared apartment. Even after over eighty years married, you could never get over the fact that you got to come home to him every day. You couldn’t remember after all this time if you had felt this way since the moment the two of you married, or if it was the result of losing everything you had ever known and finding some semblance of reality in your husband’s return, but either way you loved it and him.

You loved the sound of the television playing as you came home and the smell of his cologne when he hugged you. You adored the feeling of the cold metal of his dog tag meeting your back each morning when he wrapped his arms around you and the feeling of his scruff rubbing against your cheek as he went to sleep. You loved the way he teased you and the way he laughed at your shared inside jokes that no one else understood. You loved how he grounded you and reminded you that you were human and how even after all of this time he was your greatest companion in the whole world.

You loved him.

Through and through.

He had proven it to you the day he asked you to marry him and here you were about to return the favor eighty years later.

As you entered your apartment, you barely even had the chance to shut the door behind you, before your husband was coming around the corner from the living room, his face lighting up at the sight of you.

“Well hi.” Bucky said, greeting you at the door and pressing a kiss to your cheek. “You’re home late.”

“I was picking something up.”

“Is it dinner?” He asked, grabbing for the bag in your hand. “’Cause I’m starving.”

Pulling the bag away from his grasp, you pressed your hand against his chest and shoved him backward.

“Hey, slow down!” You laughed. “Go sit on the couch. I want to show you something.”

“Is it a three course meal?”

You glared at him.

“Alright, alright.” Bucky said, easing his grip on the bag. “I’ll go sit down.”

You followed your husband as he made his way into your living room and sat down on the sofa. Once you sat beside him, you grabbed the television remote and shut it off, leaving the room in a comfortable silence surrounded by the warm glow of lamps as the two of you faced each other.

“What is it-”

Before he could even finish his sentence, you cut him off.

“Close your eyes.”

Your husband raised his eyebrows at you, but when you offered him no sort of explanation, he rolled his eyes and closed them.

Once you were sure they were shut, you leaned over and dug into the bag that was on the floor, finding the ring box inside.

“I know this isn’t really that well thought out,” You said, as you held the box eagerly in your hands in front of your husband who was none the wiser. “But, to be fair, I don’t think yours was that well thought out either and I always loved that about us.”

“Honey, what are you talking about?”

Smiling at the sound of his pet name for you and the way it made your heart skip in your chest, you continued.

“Can you quit talking so much and let a girl finish?” You teased him, recalling his proposal to you. “Open your eyes.”

Slowly opening his eyes, Bucky’s focus traveled from your face down to the box in your hands before meeting your eyes again with his brows furrowed.

“What I was trying to say was...” You said, opening the box and revealing the replica wedding band inside. “Will you marry me? Or... I guess... stay married to me?”

You felt your heart grow three sizes as you watched a smile rise to your husband’s face, his features highlighted by the warm glow of the lamps around the two of you.

“You got me a ring?” He asked, gently taking the box from your hands.

Leaning into your husband’s side and resting your head on his shoulder, you nodded.

“You lost yours and I thought I could give you a new one.” You said. “I know you can’t wear it or anything, but… I don’t know… I just thought it’d be nice.”

Turning his head to the side, he quirked his eyebrows at you.

“Who said I couldn’t wear it?”

Your mind went blank for a moment.

“Well I don’t know I just figured because of the vibranium-”

Now, before you had the chance to finish, your husband snuck his hand under the collar of his shirt. When he pulled his hand out, he had his dog tags grasped between his fingers and he rose his arms above him, pulling the chain up and over his head with it.

“What are you doing?” You asked, sitting up straight.

You watched as your husband unclasped the chain, sliding the dog tags off of it and, instead, slipping the wedding band on. Watching in awe, not entirely sure what to say, Bucky brought the chain back over his neck, adjusting the band so it laid flat in the middle of his chest.

“I like it.” He said. “What do you think?”

Taking the dog tags from where they had been laying in his lap, you held them in your hands and stared up at him.

“Are you sure, James?” You asked. “These meant a lot to you.”

Bucky shook his head.

“This means more to me.”

“Why?” You asked.

“Because,” he said. “Those reminded me that I was a person when I was still figuring out who I was again. It meant a lot when I was on the run after Hydra and I didn’t have you, but this,” he said tugging on the band. “This reminds me that I’m more than a soldier.”

You thought for a moment.

“That you’re my husband?” You asked.

“That... and...” He said, turning to face you. “That I’m the same man that could get a girl like you to fall in love with me.”

A goofy smily rising to your face, you shook your head lovingly at your husband and laughed.

“What happened to that tough guy everyone’s always talking about?” You asked, playfully shoving at his chest.

“Oh I could still kick someone’s ass,” He chuckled, wrapping his arm around you. “But you know I’ve always been soft for you.”

You did. You hadn’t always been able to pick up on it when you were younger and head over heels in love with your brother’s best friend, but from the moment he let you know how he felt, you had never questioned Bucky’s love for you.

“I know, Barnes.” You said. “So you like it?”

As you leaned your back against the sofa and head onto his shoulder once more, you watched as he fiddled with the wedding band on his chest, moving it around beneath his fingertips.

“I love it.” He said, pressing a light kiss against your forehead. "How about we get some dinner to celebrate?”

Meeting your husbands eyes, you glared at him.

“Are you serious, Buck?” You asked. “You’re still thinking about food?”

“What?” He asked, throwing up his hands defensively. “I’m hungry!”

Rolling your eyes at your husband, you pushed yourself off of the couch and reached your hands out for him to take once you did.

“Alright, fine.” You said. “Let’s get something to eat, tough guy.”

A smile coating his face, Bucky accepted your outreached hands and pulled himself up with ease. Once he stood, he didn’t allow his hand to leave yours though, the both of your fingers intertwined as you left your apartment and started the walk to your shared favorite restaurant down the street.

Just as you had been since before you could even remember, the two of you remained connected- attached to the other thoughtlessly yet lovingly as Bucky hummed the melody of the song that played during your first dance and you whispered the lyrics right back to him.

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majorapandahero · 1 year

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IMPORTANT !! THERE'S YET ANOTHER PERSON ON WATTPAD THAT HAS BEEN PLAGIARIZING WRITERS ON TUMBLR/AO3. THEIR USERNAME IS @/tokyo-senpai (here is a link to their wattpad page)

please reblog this post so that it will reach more people and writers can take note of this and check if any of their posts have been plagiarized.

below are screenshots of the plagiarist's wattpad page and screenshots of their book, in which they have posted 159 oneshots/smut posts that all seem to be stolen from writers on tumblr and ao3.

please report the account, and to any writers that have had their content stolen, you could send them a DM and ask to take it down. if many people call them out, it's more likely that they will delete everything they've stolen.

they also stole my baji fic, as you can see here. thank you anon for letting me know of this.

++ there is another call out post for this same account by tumblr user @poohbea here with more compiled evidence that those posts are all stolen ones. please read and reblog that also.

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majorapandahero · 3 years

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Mini Bakugo drabble (Bakugo x gn!Reader)

It had been a while since Bakugou had a day off. Well, he and a few other of his former classmates. Kirishma had invited him and the others to his apartment for some beers, catching up, and maybe watch the music awards since Jirou was up for a nomination. Not much was suppose to happen, besides small debates or disagreements about the picks for different categories. But the nomination for best music video came up, a singer that Bakugou actually liked came up as a nominee, a simple video that hes watch a dozen; if not more; times. A song that was on all his playlists. A song writer that he would simp for to actually buy tickets to see their performances. Not to mention their outfit was just so god damn good on their body as they were shown before walking on the red carpet solo. Now being shown in their seat as they wait for the announcer to read the card for best music video. With anticipation their name was read, he didnt want to show to much excitement so he took a swig of his beer and listened to their speech. They thanks family, friends, fans, then the end of their speech caught him off guard. "Shout out to La Pucella for making this amazing outfit for me." As they turned to stare straight in the camera they continued, "and shout out to Dynamight who will be taking off me later tonight, thank you." A smirk painted their lips and a wink to the camera as they walked off stage with whistles and claps behind them. Bakugou's beer was spit back on the floor as a blush colored his cheeks, his former classmates staring at the screen in disbelief, while he just sat with his face in his hands trying not to laugh himself. Before getting up to clean the mess he made on Kiri's carpet. Not before making mention "Well I guess I know what I'm doing tonight." He might have screamed internally when they dmed him on their private account. Oh... no.... that was out loud...

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Thank you so much for reading. Dont expect much from me, I like reading and writing but I dont post all that often. Disclaimer that I am not caught up on the anime or manga but this was just a fun idea based off Nicki Minaj asking Micheal b Jordan to take her outfit off after winning an award.

Thank you for reading and i hope you have a wonder day

https://youtu.be/Pc6nMz_a3vw

#bakugo katuski #mha bakugou #my hero academia #mha imagines #mha drabbles #bnha fanfiction #bhna bakugou #bnha bakugo katsuki #bakugo katsuki x reader #katsuki bakugou x reader #Singer songwriter!reader #Dumb drabbles #Majora Luciona

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majorapandahero · 3 years

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I dont know why but im looking for a Three Houses meme Comic

I feel like i’ve gone through all my histories of apps and looking things up isn’t getting me anywhere but the comic was really simple.

You see Claude von Reigen from FE:Three Houses sitting at a table and he’s just deep in thought. Hands over his face staring off with an intense stare. I believe he’s at a Leicester Alliance Meeting, cause you see speech bubble around him saying “So deep in thought”. “So calm and collected, I wonder what he thinks about” and the twist is that he was just thinking of F!Byleth’s Boobs and how they would even work.

I don’t know i just really want to see it again for some reason. If anyone has that I would like to see it again.

#claude von reigen #claude von reigen x Reader #claude von riegan #fe: three houses #Looking for a dumb comic from years ago #claude x byleth #female byleth #three houses #FE memes

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majorapandahero · 4 years

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I dont know what will happen, normally dont do these types of things. I guess I'll see what happens!

#roger plz

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majorapandahero · 5 years

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Ehy my stupid post got attention, thank you so much! I love this so much!!

I can imagine that Child!Byleth’s first memory was Jelart holding them like a foot ball and all he said was “child bomb”. As they get yeeted at the enemy they pull out two knives and just got to town.

This kid has been slaying things since he could walk, or remember.

Admin Makoto:

FASTBALL SPECIAL

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majorapandahero · 5 years

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Everything's my fault chicken alfredo

Catastrophize Benedictine

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majorapandahero · 5 years

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Amazing work over. Man I love this story and cant wait to see more!

I don’t think we’re in Kansas anymore... - Batfam x Reader (Marvel crossover)

A while ago, my computer got wrecked and I couldn’t afford to buy a new one. People suggested I open a “GoFundMe” and all and I ended up doing it. A lot of peeps came to my rescue, and I was able to buy a new computer…This story is for one of the people that helped. Thanks very much, Anna, for your 35 euros. It’s a huge amount (at least to me) and it really made my life better and helped achieve the goal of a new laptop. I hope you will like this story :

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“Klarion, NO !!”

“Klarion yes ! Hahahaha”

“You have no idea what it will do, you-”

Too late.

But of course, as if someone like Klarion would wait and listen to the Batman trying to reason with him.

Nope, double nope. He wanted to do it, and he didn’t care much about the consequences right now, as he was too excited ! Maybe he’ll regret it later, but that was his future self’s problem !

Klarion’s laugh is the last thing you hear, as a bright light encircles you all.

Your mother instinct kicking in, you grab your nearest kid, who happens to be Jason.

Frankly, as he’s the tallest out of all your children and is even a bit taller than his father, you can’t actually do much to protect him really. But when this specific instinct kicked in, you didn’t think about the technicalities of things, and just acted, grabbing his arm and yanking him to you. Holding him tightly, feeling like this was very important.

Damian wasn’t far either, and you were reaching for him when your world turned upside down. Your last sight was of your youngest boy trying to get to you…

A heavy dread fell on you, as you felt yourself being flung all around, clinging to Jason so you wouldn’t lose him too. Because as you saw Damian’s image fade into the light, it felt like this. Like you just lost all your kids but Jason. And lost Bruce too, while being thrown…wherever.

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majorapandahero · 5 years

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Someone help this beautiful woman, give her hugs, just love her.

Bruh, set up a ko-fi! I would pay HUNDREDS just to see you continue writing!! I've seen plenty of people with ko-fi's but you are probably the only one I would actually pay; not for a personal fic; but as a friend to continue to see you write so you didnt give up the things you love!! Love you Ella and hope things will get better

Ah you’re TOO Nice ! If I do set something up though it’d be à GoFundMe , so not permanent. Ko-fi is great but I’d open one only after finally releasing my first book (I’d have to have thé guts to send my novels to à publisher first…), and only if needed. I’m confident I can just budget différently and make it, ONLY if I can settle things this month because there’s no way if I get évicted that I’ll be able to catch my late bills and all…. Anyway yes. I am SUPER touched though you’d be willing to help out, like genuinely wow ya gonna make me cry… Thank you ❤️.

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majorapandahero · 5 years

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How to Escape a Hair Grab or a Neck Grab ? Look at them, carefully.

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majorapandahero · 5 years

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Reblog and you might save someone’s life, especially with all our Black Girls going missing #ProtectBlackGirls #SaveLife

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majorapandahero · 5 years

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Writing Body Language

How to Improve your writing

This is something that happens every day in your life. A shift of your eyebrow in skepticism, or the way your lip may twitch to a half smile cause you’re trying not to laugh. These behaviors are vital for writing in character, because not only do the allow you to visually see what is happening but it is also reaffirming whatever emotion your character is showing.

So why should you write it?

Much of human communication is non-verbal which means you need to also translate this non-verbal reaction in a post. It allows you to greatly enhance the emotions of another character and always another person to ‘visually’ see how they feel in a post. Most of all, this will add depth and volume to your post to make it feel more real. IT will make your character feel like a human instead of just another fictional person you look at from above.

Below you will find a list different type of emotions and what sort of body language can be exhibited to them.

Three ways to accent an action.

When writing about emotions, there are different ways to verbally write them out. Each one is unique in their own way, allowing you to show more about the emotion.

Emphasize the Emotion. But doing this, you are expressing both the emotion and the body language. We’ll use a simple example. It’s short and simple yet you can sense he is happy. John felt so happy that he was humming a tune while walking down the hall.

Complicate the Emotion. Sometimes, even when you are feeling one emotion, deep down rooted underneath the facade of it all, there is actually an underlining emotion they feel. This is something you have to truly express otherwise no one will know. John felt so happy that he was humming a tune while walking down the hall. However, it was obvious by the way his nose crinkled that he was disgusted by the actions beforehand. Instead, John covered it up by appearing pleased today.

Contradict the Emotion. This is a little different than complicate. Contradicting means that you are claiming one thing when in fact its the other. In many ways, this has a variety of uses, from inner depth of the truth to what you see in person, or someone creating a wall. It could be considered a lie, but when is anything that easy? John felt so happy that he was humming a tune while walking down the hall. In truth, once he was in the classroom, his shoulders slumped and a pout crossed his lips when no one was around, showing just how displeased he was with the situation.

Remember that you do not always have to contradict or complicate anything. Sometimes all you need to do is emphasize and that will be just fine. You don’t always have to have an underlining complicated for an emotion to make it more enhanced.

Do be afraid to use the Thesaurus to also improve an emotion. Such things as “happy” is a nice emotional word, but think of how much more powerful it is when you heard some is “overjoyed” or “content.” She how these emotions matched up with a body language can give two different styles of happiness? Mix and match to find what works best for your character at the time.