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advancedscoutkappi · 1 year

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DWC Feb, Day4: Influence/Distant (Kavette)

Word Count: 1128

Summary: Kavette, if that is her name, wakes up in the middle of a ship wreck and has absolutely NO idea how she got there.

Warnings: Mention of spiders, total despair, dark voices.

@daily-writing-challenge

“Deadspark!! Deadspark!!”

The words echoed in her head. No, not words, name? Was it her name? That couldn’t be her name..could it? What was her name?

“KAVETTE…..” Came a cold, dark voice, from the base of her skull. Was that her name? Kavette. Who was that speaking..How did they know…

“KAVETTE….” Again, the voice crept out from the base of her skull like a spider slowly creeping towards its prey. Who was Kavette? It had to be her name, but…she could not remember. She could not remember…anything.

“-YOU- ARE KAVETTE, YEEEESS.” She cries out in pain, or was that only in her head? It still seared like she had been stabbed with a hot poker directly to the base of her skull. Yes..yes she was Kavette. But who was this in her head..who was…

“WAAAAKE….UUUP…” More scratching at the base of her skull..like a skittering that made her skin scrawl. Wake up? Am I asleep? Why should I….

“NOOW!!!!”

She was jolted awake to find herself barely clinging to a large section of wood that looked like what used to be the hull of a ship. Her eyes went wide and she scrambled to keep herself afloat, eventually pulling herself up onto the floating debris. She was trembling, bad, bad enough it was difficult to keep a hold on the small hand hold she found and she was unsure if it was the cold or the fear she felt that was the cause. Slowly she scanned her surroundings. Water. Everywhere. How did she even get here? The last thing she remembered…She winced as that searing pain came roaring back, again starting in the base of her skull. A few hopeless tears began to stream down her face as she looked around again, the sheer terror of so much uncertainty hitting her all at once. She barely knew who she was and had no idea where she was, when she was, how she got here, or how she was going to even survive.

Then she saw it, land. It was distant but it was there. She started crying all over again, tears of relief. She might actually make it long enough to ask those questions all over again. But..but how was she going to get to the island? She couldn’t swim that distance….did she even know how to swim? There had to be a way..an escape raft..no, whatever ship she had been on was in pieces there was no way it survived. She looked out through red, puffy eyes, scanning her surroundings again. Nothing. There was nothing but debris from the ship, however she even got on board. She could see clothes, luggage and…goblin who were not as lucky as she was. She covered her mouth with her hand, gasping loudly before she collapsed back to the wood beneath her. She would not survive this…there was no way to get to shore, no one to help her..she was going to die right there on the oce…

“NO! NO YOU WILL NOT! IT WILL NOT BE ALLOWED!!” That voice in her head again..the searing pain again! This time she did cry out, hands grabbing at her head, hitting it against the wood several times. Shaking, screaming, the darkness creeping in from all sides until..nothing. There was no more pain, no more stinging from her red and puffy eyes. No more sun beating down on her face or ocean splashing at her. There was nothing.

Suddenly she was moving, but it was not her doing the moving. A strong arm wrapped around her waist and hoists her up off the blasted out hull she had been floating on. She could hear sounds..voices? That creeping feeling crawled up from the base of her skull again, sending shivers all throughout…but her body did not shake. Why was she not…she starts moving, but it wasn’t her. Her hand raised, she could hear deep voices yelling for her to stop, that they were there to help. Her hand opened, as did her eyes, enough to see a light..then everything went black yet again.

When next her eyes opened she was in a small room, on a bunk meant for someone far bigger than she was. She was out of her wet clothes and into..was it a large shirt? Her head pounded, ears were ringing and every inch of her body hurt. She groans and rolls over and the sound of a chair toppling over snapped her eyes open. She scrambled back, putting her back against the wall, looking for the sound. In front of her stood a tall, slender man with light red skin and long hair that was pulled up in a ponytail. Wait..no that is an elf. Why did she know that? Her knees immediately came up in front of her, her arms wrapping around them as she panicked..she did not know what else to do. The man held up his hands, saying something in a language that she did not immediately understand, more so due to the ringing and muffled way she was hearing things now than anything else. She closed her eyes, hands grabbing and pulling down on both ears, and she screamed which startled the man yet again. He waved both hands back and forth then scrambled out of the room, saying something on his way out. Get someone? Healer? She could heal..why did she think that? She shook her head and started to take several deep breaths, hugging her knees tightly as she tried to calm herself but the panic had already grasped her.Suddenly, there came a heavy sound from down the hall. Thud, thud, thud..Footsteps from someone heavy. As she looks up she sees the elf has returned and he brought a much larger person with them. They were very muscular, had green skin, black hair and…blue eyes. An orc. The orc’s eyes were different, they looked kind, despite the external appearance. Somehow she relaxed slightly, but as he approached she stuffed herself back into the corner and started to scream again. Before she got to full throat the orc had placed his hand on her head and she felt a calm come over her unlike anything she had ever felt before. Well, that she remembered before and right now that didn’t go back very far. Her eyes started giving heavy, like she was about to fall asleep, which she suddenly felt like that was the best idea she had had since waking up. Before she drifted off to what she hoped was sleep she thought, “They don’t seem ta want ta hurt me at least.” Followed by that scratching scream from the base of her skull..

#februarydwc2023 #februaryday42023 #https://www.tumblr.com/advancedscoutkappi #my ocs #ic post #oc posting #oc rp #wow rp #Kavette #KavetteDeadspark #Void #wow

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serlinarose · 2 years

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😊✍🏽 NaNoWriMo Project Update Day 4✍🏽😊 Less words than yesterday but happy to say that I have completed chapter 2.😊 Now at a total of 9,479 words.🎉 🌹 MMC & MFC collided with each other again😊 their interaction is just so... interesting. Why is it what a man who doesn't like people in his personal space feel unbothered by invading a woman he just met, yet felt this familiarity with, space? 😊 And after receiving an email from his grandma, why can't Nick get in contact with her? What happened? 😊 It was fun writing this...though I plotted it was nice letting the story take its own path.🙂 🌹 QOTD: Would you be lost in the eyes of an Adonis that screamed danger? ❤️ 💛 💚 Like, Follow, Share!👇🏽 👉🏽@ Serlina Rose Authoress 🇩🇲✍🏽 ❤️ 💛 💚 #serlinarose #serlinarosewriting #day4 #nanowrimo2022 #writingcommunity #writinganovel #slowprogress #writingabook #writersofinstagram #authorsofinstagram #writerscommunity #nanowrimo #nanowrimonovel #nanowrimoparticipant (at Serlina Rose Authoress) https://www.instagram.com/p/CkiYZNSrNa0/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

#serlinarose #serlinarosewriting #day4 #nanowrimo2022 #writingcommunity #writinganovel #slowprogress #writingabook #writersofinstagram #authorsofinstagram #writerscommunity #nanowrimo #nanowrimonovel #nanowrimoparticipant

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elvendara · 4 years

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Mysme Fictober Oct 4th

Mysme Fictober Oct 3rd

For @mysme-fictober 2020 prompt list

4: Scream

“Go ahead. Scream all you like. Nobody can hear you.” Unknown walked around Yoosung a grin on his face and a demented look in his mint green eyes.

Yoosung knew he was in trouble, but his mind wouldn’t shut the fuck up. He knelt on the floor a hand over his left eye, it hurt like hell but there was too much else to think about to worry about it now. All he could hope for was that Seven had escaped and the rest of the RFA was safe. It would be worth his life if that was true. Suddenly Unknown yanked Yoosung’s head back by grabbing a clump of his bloodied blonde hair. Yoosung did scream, right into the whitehaired man’s face. But he only laughed and joined his scream, eyes wide and crazy. It took Yoosung’s breath away and his throat closed up, even as it was being stretched to its limit.

Unknown’s gaze traveled every inch of Yoosung’s face, taking in the damage he’d already done. Yoosung tried to calm down, but his adrenaline was still racing through his blood and his heart beat so fast it felt like it would explode through his chest any second. He’d never been so scared in his life.

“You’re filthy! Clean yourself up!” Unknown shoved Yoosung down and walked away, arms crossed. Yoosung gulped and got unsteadily to his feet. The bathroom was a few feet away, but it felt like a thousand miles. He almost fell twice before reaching the doorframe. Unknown sneered behind him but at least the sound let Yoosung know the man wasn’t going to suddenly grab him again.

He turned the water on and finally looked at himself in the mirror. He could barely see the color of his hair; it was dark and clumped with blood. His left eye was swollen and already turning purple. He couldn’t open it and when he tried, he hissed at the pain.

“What’s the matter puppy? Does it hurt?” Yoosung’s one good eye found Unknown right behind him; green eyes boring into his soul. He swallowed painfully but said nothing. Unknown stroked the back of his head almost lovingly, his lips dangerously close to his neck. Yoosung felt a sudden revulsion with himself as he realized he was getting aroused. He doubled over and puked in the sink, some of the vomit rebounding onto his face. Painful as it was, he began to cry. He couldn’t help it. Whatever had been holding him together was completely gone and he fell to the floor, his body shaking, his mind broken.

Water splashed on his head and he convulsed, his mind clearing enough to realize he was now sitting in the bathtub with the shower running above him. He instinctively tried to get up and out, but a pair of hands held him down. They were persistent and strong, yet strangely gentle. Enough so that Yoosung stopped struggling and let himself be manipulated back down.

Unknown washed his hair, coaxing Yoosung out of his clothes and tossing them on the bathroom floor. Once the boy had been thoroughly cleaned, he wrapped a towel around him and gently rocked him back and forth.

“There there, shh, shh…don’t you worry. I’m going to take very good care of you, you’ll see.” Unknown whispered into Yoosung’s dripping hair. “You can scream all you want, but only I will ever hear you again.”

#my posts #mysmefictober2020 #day4 Scream #Yooran #Yoosung Kim #Saeran Choi #Unknown #trigger warning #blood #gore #alternate Yoosung good ending

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thecrimsonknight · 5 years

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Clextober Day 4: SCREAM

#clextober #clextober19 #clexa #clarke x lexa #lexa kom trikru #clarke griffin #commander lexa #day4 #scream #thecrimsonknight

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taechnological · 2 years

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i wanna see the bangtan bomb of the end of day4 when the comeback was announced, wanna see bts' reactions when they heard the army screams in real time at the 10.06.2022 flashing on the big screen i know the video exists @ hybe give it to me NOW

#I KNOW THEY HAVE THEIR REACTIONS FILMED I WANNA SEE IT #pls 🥺#bangtan bomb #bts text #bts comeback

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hidheim · 3 years

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Day 6, one to go.

Nothing screams 'romance' like a kebab. Quit moping around and grab this rollo.

Good.

#GustholomuleWeek21:

Day1 | Day2 | Day3 | Day4 | Day5 | Day6 | Day7 | BonusContent

#gustholomuleweek21 #gustholomule #artists on tumblr #owl house #toh fanart #gus owl house #gus porter #mattholomule #matt toh #owl house fanart #kebab #this is as romantic as I would ever get #the owl house #do I meme about my own stuff? always.

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xdestiny-doodlesx · 3 years

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Day4- sacrifice

This is gonna need a bit of context behind it soo buckle up.

At the End of CoM DiZ recruits Estelle for a special mission which of course bring Roxas back to him so Sora can be whole again Simple right? Well not exactly for Estelle unknowing to DiZ she befriends him along side Axel and Xion, so of course there friendship grows over the course of 358/2 days but after Xion "leaving" it's rough for the three friends not remembering what they have lost.....and then Estelle finally revealing to Roxas what's she has to do which of course makes Roxas feel betrayed and angry at Estelle and at that moment their friendship ends in the Words said to Estelle by Roxas "You know the worst thing about this situation right now Estelle.....I cared about you more than anything and it feels like my existence ment nothing to you...I wish you were gone not Xion". basically Estelle had to sacrifice her friendship and Love for Roxas Over Her childhood best friend, this does have a little happy note by the end KH3 they are close friends again but it doesn't come without a few screaming matches and keyblade fights.

@khoc-week

#kh oc week #kh ocs #kingdom hearts #kingdom hearts 358/2 days #estelle

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kizioziki · 4 years

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3/18 Day4 Time Travel AU

MADASAKUWEEK0320 Day 4 (18/3) Time Travel AU Romantic 4日目です！！早いですね！！わわわ！！今日はタイムトラベルパロディということで、まーーーいろんなパターンがあるんですよね。これもまたいろんな想像ができたました。そして、一番好きな組み合わせがやはり、幼いサクラちゃんが過去のマダラに会うっていうのがベストに好きです！！昨日もたくさんのコメント、♡ありがとう��ざいます！！今日も張り切ってまいりましょう！！今日も①～④投稿させていただきました！一枚ずつ解説していきますね！雑くてごめんなさい＾＾； ①Sengoku Madara (past) × Time travel of young girl Sakura 戦国マダラ（過去）×幼女サクラのタイムトラベルサクラちゃんがなんらかの形で過去に飛ばされ、マダラと出会います！ちょうど、病み期で重々した雰囲気の中それを吹き飛ばすように、まるでサクラの妖精のように空から降ってきたら最高だと思いました/// そんな破天荒なサクラに振り回され、いつしか幼少期のような無邪気さを取り戻せたらと思います。いや～美味しいね！！← ②A scene to treat past Madara in which a future Sakura is injured. は、完全に下心の塊なんですが、とりあえず、怪我しまくってる過去マダラの治療を未来サクラがするんですけど、そんな純真なサクラを未来人と知るやもう帰したくなくて帰したくなくて、辛くて悲しいんですけど、最終的に束縛しもうなんなら拉致しますね←おいちなみにあのミニスカな着物も完全に趣味なので気にしないでください← ③Parody of the Japanese movie "Tonight at the Romance Theater" は、日本の映画の「今夜は、ロマンス劇場で」のパロディです。男女逆転していただき、今回はマダラが映画の中の住人となってもらい、現実世界にトリップしていただきました。この映画本当に泣けるので国境を越えてもぜひ見ていただきたい作品です。次元を超えた恋って素晴らしいです/// Madara became a resident of the movie and tripped to the real world. ④"Rei" of Korean drama.I tried that parody. Speaking of time trip, I want to give this work! ! ♡ は、韓国ドラマの「麗」っていうまぁ、萌えの塊のような素敵なタイムトリップドラマがありまして！！これは全話視聴済みなのですが、素晴らしい作品です。そのパロディをしてみました。タイムトリップといえばこの作品をあげたいです！！♡♡このシーンはヒロイン（サクラ）が許しを請うシーンですね。多分無実なんじゃなかったかな…悲惨な罪をきせられてたような…そこに、ダークヒーロー（マダラ）が来るんですね。無言で雨に濡れないようにマントで覆ってあげるんですよ。その行為を辞めさせるわけではなく、ただ横に無言で立って寄り添うっていう姿勢が素晴らしい。それをマダサクに表現してもらいました！！と、毎日マダサクへの愛を叫びます！！！大好きだああああ！！皆さんのおかげで今日も幸せ！！ありがとうございます！！ I scream for love for Madasaku every day! ! ! Oh I love you! ! Happiness today thanks to everyone! ! Thank you! !

Thanks for watching! ! Let’s have fun! ! 企画者「 @madasakuweek 様」

#madasaku #madasakuweek #madasakuweek0320

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gisatako · 4 years

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dir en grey setlist DAY1 Kaoru: deity, macabre, amon (symphonic ver.), ningen wo kaburu, namamekashiki ansoku tamerai ni hohoemi (unplugged), glass skin, ryoujoku no ame, downfall, different sense, the world of mercy, ranunculus, rasetsukoku, utafumi, ware yami tote, followers, child prey, kodou

dir en grey setlist DAY2 Toshiya: ruten no tou, c, devote my life, drain away, macabre - sanagi no yume wa ageha no hane, dozing green, kasumi, vinushka, 24kocylinder, dead tree, gyakujou tannou keloid milk, garbage, umbrella, child prey, inconvenient ideal, the final, zan, zakuro

dir en grey setlist DAY3 Die: 24ko cylinder, audience killer loop, mr. newsman, machiavellism, the domestic fucker family, midwife, dozing green, kaishun, hotarubi, sanjou no uta, dead tree, tefu tefu, cause of fickleness, agitated screams of maggots, juuyoku, tsumi to batsu, ranculus, vanitas

dir en grey setlist DAY4 Shinya: myaku, obscure, uroko, red...[em], aka, 304-goushitsu hakushi no sakura, ash, ruten no tou, namamekashiki ansoku tamerai ni hohoemi, kaishun, cage, berry, umbrella, mask, zakuro, gyakujou tannou keloid milk, behind a vacant image, marmelate chainsaw, kodou, inconvenient ideal

dir en grey setlist DAY5 Kyo: conceived sorrow, agitated screams of maggots, karasu, hydra 666 live, keigaku no yoku, kodoku ni shinsu yueni kodoku live, dead tree live, shokubeni (shot in one take), vinushuka and vinushuka live, the pledge, saku, keibetsu no hajimari, reiketsu nariseba live, the deeper vileness, rasetsukoku live, followers, (I'll), zan and zan live, the world of mercy, the final dvd live

#dir en grey #direngrey5days #setlist #so I'll remember #what an amazing showcase #music

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rex101111 · 4 years

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IZUOCHA WEEK 2020 DAY4- Broken Glass!

Wrote this today, like finished it just now and started writing two hours ago, but hey nothing new right?

A bit angsty, but at least one of these had to be.

Enjoy!

Later, when he has a moment to take stock of what happened, Izuku would probably find it weird that he could hear the sound of glass shattering over the chaos around him.

And it really was chaos, dozens of heroes and villains brawling on the streets with little reason or strategy, quirks firing in all directions along with screams and shouts from both sides, there was simply nowhere to turn where something wasn't happening and happening violently and loudly.

But somehow he did, he heard the ear piercing sound of glass breaking apart, and when he turned to look what had broken, what he saw nearly made his heart stop.

Ochako, flying through the air like a ragdoll, straight through a window pane into a building. She didn't come out.

He had been keeping her in the corner of his eye since this whole mess started, some gang of villains trying to make up for lost time after the League disbanded years ago, but had somehow last track of her during the melee. There seemed to be no end to villains trying to claim his head, being a top 10 hero was proving to be more of a hindrance than advertised.

Last he saw of her, she was fighting a couple of giant villains, giving them the run around by weaving between their massive fists and using her quirk to fling them around like they weighed nothing. It made him grin, made him proud to see her like this, it always made his heart soar to see her like that, so strong and fast.

It made him careless, made him look away.

And now the sound of shattering glass was echoing in his mind.

"Deku!" He could hear Kacchan shout at him from somewhere in the field, anger tainted with desperation, "what are you standing around for!? FUCKING MOVE!"

But he couldn't, he needed to keep his eyes on where Ochako was, he needed to see her climb out of that hole she made in the glass. He needed to help her, but his legs refused to listen, he was frozen.

Nothing, no movement, no sound, no call for help, only broken glass hitting the floor.

"Ha! Finally got the bitch!" One of the villains Ochako was fighting called out in triumph, spitting blood on the sidewalk, "buzzed around like a fucking bug, man was it fun to smack her down to-"

He didn't get to finish whatever he had in mind, Izuku wasn't going to let him keep talking. He wasn't allowed, no one was allowed to talk to her like that, talk about Ochako like she was nothing, like she didn't matter.

He needed to get the sound of his retched voice out of his head, he needed to drown out the sound of broken glass. He did so by smashing the villains jaw into powder with one kick. The sound of breaking bones was different, he knew how that sounded like, he could focus on that, the sound of breaking bones.

Anything but broken glass, he couldn't handle that.

Something was very clear to Deku of a sudden, or maybe something snapped, because he could feel One For All surge through his blood like lightning, every inch of him burning brightly with a single purpose, every single one of these villains needed to pay.

Anger wasn't something Izuku was used to feeling, this acrid fire burning a hole in the bottom of his stomach. The few times where anger consumed him completely he could count on one hand, and every time it did it was because someone close to his heart was hurt, hurt deeply.

This was one of those times, and suddenly all he could think about was breaking bones, beating all these villains bloody until they never hurt anyone ever again.

Even after all these years, using Full Cowl at 100% still felt like being set aflame, every cell in his body screaming from the strain. His blood boiling, his skin and muscles tearing, his bones shivering. But it didn't matter, nothing less than his all would be acceptable now.

It was a blur, every movement sped up until he could barely follow himself. He could feel the impact of every kick and punch, every bone cracking under his knuckles, every grunt of pain and scream of fear.

But still, but still, all he could hear is broken glass.

After what felt like only a second later, he was standing above the villain that started this, that flung Ochako through a window, the one who broke the glass.

He was normal sized now, his quirk worn out and his bravado absent. The one who so casually insulted Uravity was on his knees, begging for mercy. Or at least that's what Izuku could barely hear over the roaring in his ears, over the fire that had climbed out of the pit in his stomach and was licking the bottom of his heart.

He could feel his fingers clenching into a fist, his other hand grabbing the wretch by the scuff of his collar, his body moving without his instruction but with his approval, his fist drew back, lightning bursting from his muscles.

Just as he was about to throw that one last punch, this one last attempt to get the sound of breaking glass out of his head, someone grabbed his forearm with firm strength and an unyielding grip.

Before he knew what was happening, he was flipped on his back, and looking up at the most beautiful pair of brown eyes he had ever seen.

"-eku! Deku!" She was screaming at him, face stricken with fear and voice straining, tears staining her face from behind her broken visor, "Deku! Deku enough!" All his muscles relaxed at once, his quirk turning off in a rush of cold wind, and suddenly he could feel all the aches and pains the broken glass had obscured, but none of that mattered, because Ochako was in front of him, she was alive and okay.

She was breathing heavily, looking at him with worry weighing down her expression, she sighed when she saw the lightning of his power fade away, helping him sit up and fuss about him, "are you okay? Your quirks, all of them, they were out of control, did something-"

"I thought you were dead." He choked out, stopping her worrying, her eyes widening in alarm. "You were-the window-you didn't-" Relief flooded his system so quickly he could barely breath, tears falling down his cheeks, "I thought you were-"

He couldn't say anymore, his voice failing him completely as he wrapped his arms around her with a sob, not trusting his eyes that she was alright. After a moment of shock, she reciprocated, rubbing soothing circles on his back, "it's okay Izuku." She whispered his name in his ear, a warm breeze sweeping away the broken glass littering his head, "I'm here, right here, everything's okay…"

He hugged her tighter, putting his ear to the pulse in her neck, until that was all he could hear.

All around him the chaos wound down, hospital and police were cleaning up and taking care of the wounded, heroes were making statements to press, but none of that mattered, because all he could hear was her heart, beating strong in his ear.

The image of her falling through glass would come to him again later, haunt him later, but for now, she was with him, whole and unbroken.

#My hero academia #midoriya izuku #Uraraka Ochako #Izuocha #Izuocha week #stuff rex wrote #broken glass

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dailystarknews · 4 years

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Day4: Thursday 19th of March

Bucky cooked today. And fuck he really knows how to do it. Jarvis didn’t stopped him at any moment. He just looked at him and wait for him to finish. I never, ever have seen that in all my life! Ok, basically, there is something you should know about Jarvis. The guy is crazy about his kitchen. When I say crazy, I mean completely mad! For his defense it may be my fault. Alright, when I was younger I used to go there to spend time with him you know? One day, I was like twelve and I almost made explode the House. He freaked out so hard that I didn’t had the right to go there for like 6 months. Anyway, two years after, I tried to cook again and I just burnt all the food. We finally conclude that I was the worst cook of all times and that I would never try to do that again. Since then, Jarvis was pretty much scared at the idea of someone else cooking in this house. (Especially because Steve and Howard are not really good at it either) SO, all of that to say that he let Bucky cooked and it was fucking worth it. The guy is doing magic or something? And you know what is the worst in all of that? He just looked at me and said “It’s quite easy, actually. I could show you.” Quite easy? You just look like you’re doing some dark magic but yeah, sure, if you say so. No need to precise that when he proposed me to show me and teach me how to cook, my fathers and Jarvis jumped and screamed a beautifully synchronised “No!”.Don’t worry, guys. I know how bad I can be at this sorcery and I would not take the risk to explode the house during the containement. After lunch, Bucky and I get in the living room to play video games and he asked me who was Jarvis exactly because he was not sure at all about the role he was playing. So I told him Jarvis was our butler. He laughed. For like 10-15 minutes. When he saw that I was actually not laughing at all he stopped and looked at me weirdly. “What, you’re serious?” He said.”I didn’t knew it was actually a real thing. Butler exists in real life?” Well, I didn’t thought about that but yeah, he was pretty much surprised. I don’t know it always seemed normal to me.Jarvis always been there... Bucky apologize and we kept playing Resident Evil 5, and he was actually not that bad at it for someone who never played. At a moment we were tired of playing so he just picked a book in the library and start reading. He was laying on the carpet with a cover and few pillows. I looked at him and I thought it was the good moment to start the interview. “How did you get that arm?” Ok, maybe it was not the finest way to ask it, was it? Because it’s been like three days that I’m imagining everything and I can’t wait to have an actual clue about it. His reaction was something like:

Ok, good talk. He didn’t answered and I just say something like: “Sorry, was that a bit too direct?” He kept staring but not a word. Great atmoshpere. Or as French people says “Grosse ambiance”. I finally decided to shut the fuck up and he just said “An accident.” An accident? Really? I mean Wow! I swear I was thinking that you would love to do an experiment and cut your arm just to see if he grow up again you know! Anyway, I’m going to have an answer one day! Be prepared, Barnes! I can be really sticky if I want too. I want my answers, I’m going to have my answers! After this (almost) failure of the interview. I just let him read for the rest of the day. In the evening, I decided to properly apologize (like every man should do, right? Not because My dads ran after me all day long to tell me to go the fuck apologies if I ever wanted to get a chance of entering Howard’s lab again.) Anyway, I get to his room with the stuffed animal that I hide before he enters the house. And I decided to, even if he’s almost an adult, offered him Bobby. I was surprised that he actually took it and thank me with a big (Freacking Sweet) smile. God damn it! So, it was th end of the day 5 and it was a pretty much long (and not that much useful for our investigation) day. Oh! I forgot! This morning we did some exercise with Steve in the Sport’s room. And Bucky just fucking never stopped! I mean, you know, most of the time when people are training with Steve, they stop at a moment because nobody can follow Captain America. Well, hang on, because apparently Mister James BUCHANAN Barnes can! What the hell? Is he a super soldier too or something? Well, I would keep on my little investigation anyway. I definitely need to know who’s this mysterious stranger. Bye-bye! :)

#tony stark #Bucky barnes #jarvis #This is a Winteriron Story #day 4 #winteriron #Steve Rogers x Howard Stark #Howard Stark #steve rogers

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clexmas23 · 5 years

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Day 4: SCREAM Ghost face, slashers, teens running up the stairs when they should be running out the front door, or, you know, actually screaming if you’re not into the slasher movie thing! Are the Delinquents being hunted down by a masked killer, and loner Lexa, who knows way too much about horror movies, gets swept up in the mess? Does Clarke love hearing Lexa’s cute little scream and tries to do whatever it takes (and I mean whatever it takes, if you catch my drift) to get her to scream? REMEMBER TO TAG! #Clextober19 #13DaysofClexa #Day4 or Here’s my work for #13DaysofClexa for Day 4: SCREAM #Clextober19

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yesterdayheadache · 6 years

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i misunderstand eddtober day4′s meaning... so here you go, a picture of Tom screaming “THEY ARE EATING MY FEET!!”

#my art #eddsworld

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fullsunhyuckie · 5 years

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we grow up!

*here’s to mark’s graduation from dream! you’ve done well, mark.

slice of life!au

in which a group of strangers go for an adventure of a lifetime.

disclaimer: i know mark graduated yesterday but i wrote this story a long time ago and i feel like there isn’t a better time than now for me to post this. so here goes my tears :,)

day0:

at 19, mark was unsure of his future.

it never crossed mark’s mind that the age, twenty, would come so early but boy was he wrong. it was as if it was only yesterday he just learnt how to chew gum.

mark was intending to go on a road trip for five days right before he officially becomes an adult. but you see, the downside of being a hardworking individual is that you simply have no friends. that’s how mark came up with the idea to invite 6 other teenagers around his age to follow him. he went to the local cafe right opposite his block. it was the place where teenagers often hang out.

there he met 6 other teens who were different yet he could connect with them easily. renjun, an 18 year old aspiring artist who left his hometown to pursue his dreams. he’s small but he can hit a bitch if he needs to. jeno, an 18 year old cheerful soul who will do anything to ensure that everyone is happy. he says he is no fun but he can turn on his funny button if he needs to. haechan, an 18 year old devilish boy who should’ve been born in the 80s. he picks on others but he sure is full of love. jaemin, a loveable 18 year old boy who could flirt for a living. he may seem a little odd with all the flirting but he’s the most loyal friend you can ever come across. chenle, a 17 year old loud loud child who is absolutely talented. he screams a lot but he definitely has a beautiful voice. and lastly, jisung, a 16 year old dancer who is insanely talented. he’s young but he is taller than you. a fact.

“let’s go on a road trip.” and that’s how their journey began.

day1:

mark thought this was a stupid idea. he was the only one who could drive so how was he supposed to fully experience his adventure. whatever it was, he still continued on. it’s not like he could find group of 6 other willing boys.

he borrowed his brother’s, johnny, red suv and drove right off. there was no plan, nothing. just 7 boys in a red suv ready to experience life together. it started off awkward. none of them talked. even haechan, the supposed moodmaker, was silent throughout the whole journey. there was just nothing they could talk about, they didnt know each other at all.

even as they reached the first pitstop, they were silent. probably just constant gag sounds from renjun because he disliked awkward situations. i mean it’s not like mark could do anything, he was driving. while they were having a cup of hot chocolate (weirdly enough, all of them ordered the same thing), mark blurted out a question about why they decided to follow him. they all had the same exact answer (well not exactly but you get it) and that is because they all have a dream,,,,,and then the awkward silence returned.

they all willingly agreed to pitch a tent and have a camp by the sea, the moment they arrived. well, at least it wasnt so awkward when they were asleep.

day2:

the next morning they drove off to have brunch. on the way to the diner, famous for their pancakes, haechan boosted his stereo to michael jackson’s bad and surprisingly all of them enjoyed it. they had more similarities than they thought they would. as they reached the diner, the mood was lighter than ever. it was as if sleeping together made them bond well. again, all of them ordered rather similarly. jaemin suggested they played a prank on the waitress to add a little spice to their morning. jisung decided that they should play a game and the loser has to sing the menu to the waitress.

as expected, renjun lost and he was forced to do the prank. he came up to her and before he could say anything the waitress said, “with voices as loud as you boys, you think i wouldnt know what you’re about to do? save yourself the embarrassment.” with that all of them ran out, leaving a red cheeked renjun standing in the middle of the diner. remember when i said renjun could hit a bitch if he wanted to? well this is what i meant. none of the boys left without a bruise. especially chenle who could not stop laughing.

they decided once again to stop by a park to take in fresh air. mark decided they should get to know one another even better. thats how they ended up playing a game of two truths and one lie. there were stupid lies and horribly dumb truths that came up and one that got mark thinking whether growing up was something he wanted. during haechan’s turn, he explained that his truth was that he was afraid of not having anywhere to go after being an adult. they all left what haechan said aside because truth be told none of them knew for themselves either.

they carried on playing other games and having dinner at the same diner because let’s be real, renjun’s pride comes after a good meal. but throughout the whole time, all of them started getting afraid of the horrors of their adulthood. even for jisung who still has 4 years left till his coming of age.

day3:

now, the third day was the most awful. they felt raw this day. but we’ll get to that. it has only been 2 days but the boys felt as though they had been friends for decades. or rather decade, none of them are twenty as of now.

jaemin and jeno went to the nearby convenience store to get breakfast for the boys. for the whole day they decided to just sit around and talk. and so they did. thats the reason why they felt raw.

mark sat without sharing anything. he was terrified. he was afraid that if anyone knew about it they would mock him and his innocent dream.

renjun began first. he talked about how he thinks that his dream is dumb. it has been 4 years since he came to korea and not once has he gotten an offer to further his art studies. whats the point he thought? anything he drew would never be approved as beautiful enough. and it sucks because when he showed his artwork, mark thought that it was a masterpiece. to him it doesnt matter how beautiful the piece was, it was the story behind it that counts. and that came mark’s first lesson, that nothing in life is ever fair.

jeno went on to talk about how he had no goal. nothing at all. for him, his dream is to live a life with no regrets. thats why he’s not pushing to do anything to stress himself out. he’s just gonna go with the flow. after graduating from his high school barely passing, he feels as though it doesnt matter. jeno believes that he’ll get somewhere one day. after all he’s still a teenager he’s got enough time to think about these things. but for now, he’ll just live in the moment. and that was mark’s second lesson, to live and let loose.

haechan was next. he had a dream to be a singer. and god that boy could sing. but for haechan he felt insecure. no matter how many people came up to him to tell him he was talented, he just cant accept that. that’s probably why he hides it with all the snarky remarks and the over the top compliments for himself. he never felt that he was good enough. but mark feels bad because haechan doesnt deserve to feel that way. haechan was full of love and he couldnt understand why he couldnt give himself any. this made him learn his third lesson, that only you can bring happiness to yourself.

and then there’s jaemin. mark cant help but feel sympathetic for him. jaemin was a dancer, a really good one (from the videos jaemin showed). but the thing is he cant dance anymore. at all. he got into an accident and now he isnt allowed to dance anymore. but the weird thing is that it didnt stop him from being content with life. for he feels that everything happens for a reason. and mark looks up to jaemin because he never fails to put on a smile knowing that his dream of being a dancer is near impossible for him to achieve. that’s how mark learnt to smile even if failure comes.

well for chenle, he had already achieved his dream. well partially. he is currently a trainee singer at a well known agency in korea. as a child, chenle was a music prodigy in china. he went on talent shows and clinched first place in almost every one of them. it was as if chenle’s future had already been written for him to be a singer. but he never used his past to get a boost for an opportunity in the industry. he worked incredibly hard to get into the agency and never once did he take his place for granted. mark learnt from him that its important to stay humble.

and lastly, jisung, the dancing king. mark was amazed by how insanely talented this boy was. it was no wonder he became a famous child dancer, known all over korea. anywhere jisung went people would recognise him and mob him for his autograph or a picture. but as mark sees how jisung acts when he’s with those his age, he realises that jisung is in fact just a kid and he’s just trying to enjoy life as normal teenager. its a pity for jisung because he devoted his whole youth to dancing, and now even when he looks back, his childhood was all just a blur. he complains that if there was one regret he had, it was not living each day to its fullest. that was mark’s last lesson. to seize every moment.

by the end of it all, they were all starting to doze off. and before they knew it , they fell asleep. except mark because he cant help but wonder what will happen to these boys once they part. and in that same moment he thinks, thank god i met these people.

day4:

the next day they woke up in the late afternoon. all of them felt exhausted after spilling almost everything about themselves.

the moment mark woke up he felt awful. there were only two days left till he becomes an adult and that thought scared him to his wits. he began sobbing softly and the boys came running to him. mark explained.

mark was afraid of having a future at all. everytime he tried, he failed. mark wanted to be a rapper. wanted. because there were so many competitions that he attended and he failed. so many people told him that he’ll fail because as a rapper, there’s no future for him.

mark shared that his parents were supportive of him so that wasnt a problem. but you see he didnt want to burden his parents. he knew if he pursued this dream it would take a lot of money and none would be gained back. now mark’s left, all goal-less because he knows if he tried, he’ll fail for sure.

so that’s how mark ended up here in seoul. because he needed a breather. his parents advised that if he doesnt know what to do he should just enter college. thats a sure success because a degree can get you any job you need. but mark was sure it wont bring him happiness because he knows that he doesnt want to go to university, it’s just not him. mark felt empty as though no one understood him, until now of course.

as the 7 dreamers sat under the night sky they thought to themselves. the adults always say you need to plan for your future, you need to know what you want to do. but they never help you. they’d just leave you to figure things out by yourself.

the adults never tell us how hard the process of growing up is. they never prepare us for it. its like going into a battlefield without weapons. no matter how loud you shout or plead for them to aid you. its useless because now they’ll pull out the “it’s your life. it’s your decision” card. but if you fail, its all on you. and if you succeed then suddenly, the family’s the one who paid for the fees and give you moral support and all that jazz.

so that made them awfully afraid because they knew that one day they’ll be doing something and that they’ll get somewhere. but what if they arent happy? what if they’re miserable?

day5:

it was the last day. the 7 of them drove back. the whole drive home was silent. they knew that it’ll be the last time they would see each other. mark will be leaving. he didnt intend to grow so close with the boys but he did and now he hates it. his heart is heavy to leave them but he has to. he understands that people come and go. thats just the cycle. unknown to mark, this is part of growing up. he has to accept that, nothing in life is constant, no matter how hard it is.

as they reached the same coffee house, you could see how all their eyes turned crystal. but their egos are high, so fret not cause they’ll not cry. except renjun and haechan, they cried. hard.

all mark did was put a smile on his face and he said “yo dream. promise me you’ll remember me, alright. we’ll see each other soon.”

and with that he left. and never turned back. because he knew if he did, he wont be able to say goodbye.

day6 (the day mark turned 20) :

now, mark’s 20.

at 20, mark’s still unsure of his future. but he knows that all he wants for now, is to be happy.

-Z

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