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zerounotvadri · 6 months

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CAFÉ Y CHOCOLATE FEST anuncia EDICIÓN NAVIDEÑA en el PALACIO DE LA AUTONOMÍA DE LA FUNDACIÓN UNAM, los días 2 Y 3 DE DICIEMBRE, 2023.

Participan más de 60 EXPOSITORES con deliciosos productos artesanales de diversas regiones del país.

LA ENTRADA ES LIBRE y el evento incluye ACTIVIDADES CULTURALES Y LÚDICAS completamente gratis.

Comienza temporada de frío y que mejor que tomar un café o un chocolate calientito.

La buena noticia es que ya viene el CAFÉ Y CHOCOLATE FEST - EDICIÓN NAVIDEÑA,

donde el público podrá conseguir chocolate con alto porcentaje de cacao y el mejor café directo de productores mexicanos que vienen desde Chiapas, Veracruz, Tabasco, Oaxaca, Puebla, Tlaxcala y Estado de México, entre otros estados de la República Mexicana.

Este es el evento ideal para surtirse de café molido, en grano, con diferentes tuestes y categorías. Por supuesto, no pueden faltar las bebidas que se podrán degustar ahí como café late, capuchinos, café de olla, café turco, chocolate espumoso y las tradicionales como el tascalate, chilate, agua de barranca y pozol, además de un gran surtido de tés.

Para los amantes del chocolate es como llegar al paraíso porque habrá miles de chocolates en varias modalidades. Desde la tableta para preparar el chocolate con leche o con agua, barras con chipotle y ajonjolí, con arándanos, taro, chapulines y gusanos de maguey, hasta deliciosas trufas y bombonería de chocolate con rellenos deliciosos y combinaciones exóticas como romero y te verde, naranja con whisky, frutos rojos, queso azul, maracuyá, queso con frambuesa y un largo etcétera. También podrán encontrar deliciosa moka y chocolate untable para rellenar sus pasteles, utilizar en postres ó simplemente para untar en una rebanada de pan.

Esta EDICIÓN NAVIDEÑA tan especial, llega con grandes atractivos como galletas, chocolates, gomitas, panqués y bombonería decorados con motivos de esta bella temporada, ideales para un regalito o para tener en casa y compartir en familia o con nuestros invitados.

El CAFÉ Y CHOCOLATE FEST se ha distinguido por su interesante Programa de Actividades Culturales y Lúdicas con Música en vivo, Catas de Contraste de Café, el Taller Sensorial Emociorama, Chocolatería Literaria, Conferencias y Charlas con contexto cultural sobre la importancia de la semilla de cacao y el grano del café en la alimentación y en actividades de comercio que acostumbraban nuestros antepasados, quienes inclusive utilizaban estos productos como moneda de cambio y también en celebraciones y rituales, por lo que la tradición de las Ceremonias de Cacao estará presente.

Este es un EVENTO GRATUITO y todas las actividades antes mencionadas también son sin costo. La gente que asista solo gastará en las compras que desee hacer de lo que más se le antoje de la vasta oferta de productos de la mano de más de 60 EXPOSITORES.

Un porcentaje de lo que se recaude por la venta de productos será destinado al fondo para el Programa de Becas de la Fundación UNAM.

El CAFÉ Y CHOCOLATE FEST – EDICIÓN NAVIDEÑA está diseñado para pasar gran parte del día en él, por lo que se ha adaptado un Área de Alimentos Preparados para que los asistentes puedan almorzar o comer ahí; todo muy rico, con mucha higiene y muy bien organizado.

Las actividades están programadas en horarios desde que inicia el evento a las 11 AM, hasta el cierre a las 8 PM. La recomendación es que al llegar, se inscriban en la actividad que más les atraiga, ya que son con cupo limitado.

El Café y Chocolate Fest- Edición Navideña se llevará a cabo el Sábado 2 y Domingo 3 de Diciembre en el Palacio de la Autonomía de la Fundación UNAM en el Centro Histórico de la CDMX, calle Lic. Primo de Verdad No. 2 casi esq. con Moneda, justo a dos cuadras de la plancha del Zócalo.

En esta temporada y siendo un evento familiar, no puede faltar Santa Claus, quien visitará la expo para que los niños le entreguen sus cartas y todos los que gusten se puedan tomar la foto.

CAFÉ & CHOCOLATE FEST- EDICIÓN NAVIDEÑA

SÁBADO 2 Y DOMINGO 3 DE DICIEMBRE, 2023.

11 A 20 H.

PALACIO DE LA AUTONOMÍA DE LA FUNDACIÓN UNAM.

Calle Lic. Primo De Verdad No. 2 esq. con Moneda, C.P. 06060, Centro Histórico, CDMX.

-50 Expositores

-Catas, Talleres Sensoriales, Conferencias, Charlas, Chocolaterías literarias, Ceremonias de Cacao, Alimentos preparados, Santa Claus y Música en vivo.

Evento Familiar.

ENTRADA Y ACTIVIDADES CULTURALES SIN COSTO https://www.facebook.com/cafeychocolatefest/ www.facebook.com/fundacion.unam.mx www.fundacionunam.org.mx

@cafeychocolatefest_

@Fundación_UNAM

@Museo_Autonomía

#zerounotv #mexico #CAFÉ Y CHOCOLATE FEST anuncia EDICIÓN NAVIDEÑA en el PALACIO DE LA AUTONOMÍA DE LA FUNDACIÓN UNAM #los días 2 Y 3 DE DICIEMBRE #Participan más de 60 EXPOSITORES con deliciosos productos artesanales de diversas regiones del país.#LA ENTRADA ES LIBRE y el evento incluye ACTIVIDADES CULTURALES Y LÚDICAS completamente gratis.#Comienza temporada de frío y que mejor que tomar un café o un chocolate calientito.#La buena noticia es que ya viene el CAFÉ Y CHOCOLATE FEST - EDICIÓN NAVIDEÑA

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theultimatefan · 1 year

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Quinn, Raimi, Astin, Ricci, Lloyd Lead Off Celeb Announcements At FAN EXPO Philadelphia, June 2-4

When fans talk about how FAN EXPO brings together many genres from their favorite franchises across the decades, they can use the first set of celebrities announced today at FAN EXPO Philadelphia as a prime example. From more recent standouts like Joseph Quinn (“Stranger Things”) and Christina Ricci (“The Addams Family,” “Wednesday”) to legends like Sam Raimi (The Evil Dead, Spider-Man), Sean Astin (The Lord of the Rings, Rudy) and Christopher Lloyd (Back to the Future, “Taxi”), the event will feature a stellar lineup of celebrities, voice actors, creators, cosplayers, authors, exhibitors, compelling programming, meet and greets, special events, family zones and more, June 2-4 at the Pennsylvania Convention Center.

And it’s just the beginning, as many additional guests for this major comics, sci-fi, horror, literary, anime and gaming convention will be announced closer to the event. Advanced Tickets for FAN EXPO Philadelphia are on sale through May 18 at www.fanexpophiladelphia.com, with discounts on individual day, 3-day and Ultimate Fan Packages available for adults, youths and families. VIP packages are also available now, with dozens of special benefits including priority entry, limited edition collectibles, exclusive items and much more.

Quinn was the breakout star of “Eddie Munson” in the most recent season of the hit Netflix series “Stranger Things.” The London native is also well known for supporting roles in Overlord (2018) and the BBC series “Dickensian,” a guest appearance on the hit “Game of Thrones” and roles in the BBC series “Les Misérables” (2019) and the mini-series “Catherine the Great” (2019).

Ricci, who first caught attention as a child star as “Wednesday Addams” in The Addams Family (1991) and Addams Family Values (1993), has nearly 100 acting credits, including as “Marilyn Thornhill” in the current Netflix series “Wednesday.” She moved from appearances as a teen in Casper and Now and Then to adult roles in Sleepy Hollow, Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas, Speed Racer and more and had regular roles in TV series “Ally McBeal,” “Pan Am” and others.

Raimi is one of the most celebrated and innovative directors of the past 40 years, making his first big splash with The Evil Dead in 1981. He is known for that franchise as well as hits like Spider-Man (2002), Oz the Great and Powerful (2013) and last year’s Doctor Strange in the Multiverse of Madness, among scores of producing, directing, writing and acting credits.

Astin has demonstrated his innate ability to share his heart with the world through such iconic roles as “Mikey Walsh” in The Goonies, the title character of Rudy, “Samwise Gamgee” in the LOTR trilogy, and “Bob Newby” in "Stranger Things 2," roles that epitomize hope, determination and loyalty. Astin’s recent feature films include the award-winning thriller Adverse (2020); the family comedy Hero Mode (2021); Charming the Hearts of Men (2021); and last year’s comedy iMordecai.

He may be best known to FAN EXPO fans for his iconic portrayal of "Doc Brown," but Lloyd's career includes blockbuster films including The Addams Family and Who Framed Roger Rabbit and classic series like "Taxi" and the animated "Cyberchase." Some of Lloyd's other top credits include Dennis the Menace, Angels in the Outfield, To Be or Not to Be, Clue and Star Trek III: The Search for Spock.

Philadelphia is the eighth event on the 2023 FAN EXPO HQ calendar; the full schedule is available at fanexpohq.com/home/events/.

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thechildrensmuseum · 7 years

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Are you looking for some good luck to counterbalance the ominous Friday the 13th? How about this lucky penny souvenir from the 1901 Pan-Am Exposition?

#friday the 13th #superstition #lucky penny #Pan Am Expo #1910s

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gingeraleluke · 2 years

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🎀 click ghe bow it’s a link :)

BASED ON THIS PICTURE

this story is mostly dialogue because i was lazy 😔

“okay, so. i’m so excited right now, thomas are you excited for this?” alex panned the camera over to thomas who sat at the booth beside him. he nodded feverishly and sipped his drink through his straw.

“you guys should be excited, are you excited?” he asked, panning the camera over to y/n and vinnie who sat beside one another in the same booth thomas sat in.

a wooden table sat between them and thomas with two whiteboards on it and a marker. even though the couple knew what they were doing, they were still confused. they felt like this was such a random idea that there had to be a catch.

y/n shouted ‘no’ while vinnie shook his head. “why aren’t you excited!?”

“i’m scared.” vinnie stated, making y/n laugh.

“okay, basically we are going to be seeing who is the smartest in your relationship; y/n or vinnie— by asking you guys random trivia questions.”

“oh, i’ve got this in the bag.” y/n cracked her knuckles.

“what? what does that mean?”

“well, i’m smarter than you.”

“no you aren’t!”

“sweetie, vin you know like everything because i tell you it.” alex and thomas laughed at her words as vinnie looked insulted.

“yeah, okay.” he mocked her.

“so we have prepared two different punishments, one for vinnie and one for y/n. whoever loses will get their punishment while the winner will be saved from it.”

“okay, i don’t trust you, what the fuck do you mean ‘punishment?” vinnie asked.

“you will see.” it went silent as the camera zoomed in on vinnie’s face of confusion, before panning over to see y/n looking even more confused.

“you guys can’t look at each other’s answers, so tilt the whiteboard away when you are answering.”

“yeah, did you hear that, y/n?” vinnie asked.

“i’m not cheating, you on the other hand-“

“OKAY, quiet now. it’s time for the first question.”

thomas put his head in his hands and rested his elbows on the table. “i’m so excited.”

“me too, i’m gonna win.” y/n remarked.

“okay SHH!!” alex pulled out a notecard and read the first question.

“why do you have notecards?” vinnie asked.

“because.”

“yeah, why didn’t you just use your phone?”

“okay, both of you— shut the fuck up.”

thomas laughed as alex tried to control the two. they were inside an empty restaurant in las vegas and had all had a few shots.

“first question! what are crayola crayons made out of?”

y/n snickered and shook her head as she scribbled down the answer. the group could hear her laughing to herself.

“what are you laughing at?” vinnie asked.

“i’m just imagining you getting this one wrong.”

the two raised the boards to show the word ‘wax’ written on them.

“correct.”

“ugh, that was so easy.” y/n erased the whiteboard. “why are we even doing this?”

“because, the only time i get views is if you and vinnie are in the video, now moving on!”

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“which of the following asian countries is landlocked? nepal, india, bangladesh, or china?”

“i would be suprised if either of them got this right.” thomas remarked. the room went silent and the noises of expo marker on whiteboard was all you could hear.

they both said the same answer, again. ‘nepal’ was written on their boards.

“DAMNN!” alex cheered.

“no, vinnie is cheating!”

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“what time period isn’t featured in assassin’s creed?”

“WHAT!? how am i supposed to know this?!” y/n squealed.

“is it, the han dynasty of china? the peloponnesian war in greece? the american revolution of the united states or the ptolemic period in egypt?”

vinnie immediately scribbled down his answer, as y/n sat there dumbfounded. “this is rigged.”

y/n wrote ‘the american revolution’ on her’s while vinnie wrote ‘the han dynasty.’

“vinnie gets a point.”

“what a shocker.”

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“which of the following historical figures was in ‘night at the museum? pericles, sacagawea, vlad the impaler, or king tut?”

“oh, vinnie should know this. i watched that movie with him like five times.” y/n scribbled her answer as vinnie looked over her shoulder.

“hey! alex! he’s cheating!”

“no i’m not—“

“no cheating, vincent.”

vinnie huffed and wrote on his board.

“you both are correct, it’s sacagawea.”

y/n dropped the board on the table, making a loud slamming sound. “HE CHEATED!”

“NO I DIDNT!”

“alright! alright! vinnie gets half a point.”

“WHAT THE— thats bullshit.” y/n grinned as he crossed his arms.

whatever the punishment is, it isn’t for me.

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“what celebrity didn’t make a guess appearance on ‘the office’?”

y/n cut alex off, “LET’S GO, IVE GOT THIS!”

“is it timothy olyphant, amy adams, idris elba, or priyanka chopra?”

vinnie heard the squeaking of y/n’s marker as he thought over the options before pressing the marker on the board.

“yes, you are both correct; priyanka has never been in the office.”

y/n stuck her tongue out at her boyfriend. “i got it right too!”

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“which children’s book was written by maurice sendak? rainbow fish, where the wild things are, the very hungry caterpillar, or corduroy?”

“what the fuck kind of question—“

“wait, i think i know this.” y/n wrote her answer while vinnie just guessed.

“y/n is right, it’s the rainbow fish.”

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“what is the absolute value of -20?”

“oh, fuck me.”

“y/n! not now..” vinnie snickered. she shoved him at his crude comment.

“i can’t do math.” she frowned. “if i get this wrong i will be so sad.” y/n wrote ‘20’ on her board, while vinnie wrote ‘-20’

“y/n gets it.”

“YES! wait—“ she grabbed vinnie’s board and read what he wrote. “honey—“

“no that’s stupid i don’t even know what absolute value means, there’s value and no value. math is stupid.”

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“this is the last question. if vinnie gets this, than you tie and we will bring up another question, but if y/n gets this, she wins”

y/n started doing a dance in her seat. “i can’t wait to see your punishment.” she said to vinnie.

“in what season is daylight the longest?”

the two scribbled their answers.

“y/n got it!”

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“where are we going?” vinnie asked, smiling nervously as they all were walking down the streets of las vegas.

“thomas was preparing your punishment, but it’s all set so— we are almost there.” vinnie rubbed the beanie on his head as y/n grabbed his arm, walking with him. his pearls and eyes were glowing from the flash on alex’s camera.

“here it is!”

y/n looked up to see a billboard of vinnie, much similar to the tinder one they did. instead this one said ‘girlboss’ and was the picture of him with a wig and makeup done.

“oh my fucking god.”

he couldn’t help but laugh as y/n broke down in hysterics beside him.

COME JOIN THE SLUMBER PARTY!

#dolledup #vinnie hacker #vinnie hacker x reader #1k sleepover

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thingsmk1120sayz · 9 months

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#1901 #1900s #buffalo #buffalo new York #buffalo ny #pan am expo #pan American expo #pan American exposition #vintage #history #retro

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einsteinsugly · 2 years

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My Two Worlds Apart universe...aka, interacting with other second-gen universes (The Sweetest Gifts version)...

To @zeppelin-and-unicorns, because I adore this universe!

Hannah Kelso: Oh, so you're named Hannah too. Hannah Forman: Yeah, I am. We're both sweet, and we love animals. Hannah K (excited): Me too! I don't like to pick favorites, but dogs are just the sweetest... Hannah F: Usually, yeah. Cats hold a special place in my heart... Hannah K: Really? Cats can be mean, sometimes, but that doesn't mean I love them any less. I mean, I can maybe hurt a fly, but not a spider... Kate (panicking): Spider? Did you say spider? Hannah K: That's your sister, from another universe, over there. Hannah F: She takes after Dad, I guess. *With a laugh* I don't have a sister, and now, I get two. Kate (meandering over, with Becca): And, you get Becca, your potential sewing buddy. Becca (awkwardly waving): Hi, I'm Becca. Kate (with a similar laugh to Hannah F's): And we're like sisters. Attached at the hip since we were babies... Becca (with a disappointed sigh): Yeah.

Pan over, to Dylan, James, and Leah.

Dylan: Don't you see Leah as a sister or a cousin? I see Hannah as a sister, and nobody fucks with her. When someone snatches her hearing aid, I fucking kick their ass to Jupiter. James: Eh, we always had chemistry. And unlike Uncle Kelso with his chemistry set, it won't blow up in our faces. Leah (wrapping her arm around James's waist): I think we should buy Uncle Kelso some fireworks. James (with a smirk, and a kiss): Yeah, maybe he can lose a couple fingers, like his Uncle Eddie...

Pan over to, the gang...

Two Worlds Apart Kelso: They're so mean! TSG Kelso: I know, right? Dylan and Jordan like to mess with me, too! TWA Hyde: Most of the time, you fuckin' deserve it. *Turning to the other Hyde* How the hell do you sleep at night, since Mikey's with... TSG Hyde: He's not an asshole, like kettlehead over there. *Annoyed* He's still a fuckin' kettlehead, though. TSG Kelso: Damn, Hyde! He's totally good enough for... TWA Hyde (ignoring Kelso, to the other Hyde): I hear ya. The last boyfriend Becca had, he abandoned her to go skateboarding. *With a proud smirk* I smashed his skateboard over his head. TSG Hyde: Like an anvil? *TWA Hyde nods, and they clink beers* Nice.

Focus in, on the Jackies, and Eric and Donna...

TWA Jackie: I can't believe there are two of us, right here. Right now. *Barely skipping a beat* Isn't that amazing? TSG Jackie: Of course it is. Taking the world by storm... TWA Eric: Yeah, by storm, all right. She's richer than all of us. TWA Jackie: And Eric makes next to nothing, because he's a teacher... TWA Eric: Y'know, teachers should be valued in society, instead of being spit on with pennies... TSG Eric (with a sigh): As the wives make more money than us. *Clinking beers in solidarity* It's so sad, y'see... TWA Eric (lowering his voice): Shh, she doesn't like being called the wife. TSG Eric: Maybe, just maybe, I do it when I need to make some sort of... *Both Donnas appear* Oh, hi. My Donna, the other Donna... TWA Donna: I'm the other Donna, in case you're confused. *Turning to TSG Donna* How did you bring yourself to return to Point Place after you graduated? TWA Eric (interrupting, wrapping his arm around Donna's shoulders): That's where fun goes to die. And hopes and dreams. TSG Eric: How do you survive teaching on the South Side of Chicago, every day? TWA Eric: A little bit of diplomacy; a spoonful of sugar, if you will. To help the medicine go down. The medicine being, y'know...breaking up fights, the general blight compared to the North Side... TSG Donna (to the other Donna): Does he always ramble on like this, all the freaking time? TWA Donna (with a sigh): Yeah, he's passionate about his job. Just like I'm passionate about mine, and he listens to me rant about politics and all the freaking crap that goes on in the newsroom... TSG Donna (with an identical sigh): I hear you. It can get kind of dull, sometimes. There are only so many fluff pieces about the state fair and doll expos I can write about before I freaking explode. And write something worthwhile. TWA Donna: I don't really write fluff pieces. I write about a lot of city council meetings, though. *With a groan* It's like watching CSPAN. TWA Jackie (barging in): My talk show is never like watching CSPAN. It's like watching Grease, or Fame, or the Heathers...

Both Hydes emerge from the darkness, as both Kelsos follow suit...

TWA Hyde: If I ain't behind the scenes, I'm sittin' at Grooves, watchin' the show. *Skipping a beat* It's pretty freaking great. TWA Jackie: We're both pretty amazing together. I don't know who these writers are on this weird 90s show, but they're putting me with Michael... TSG Jackie (nearly gagging): Eww! TWA Jackie: And, I'm pretty sure we have a son named Jay. And Eric and Donna have a daughter named Leia... Both Eric and Donnas (wincing): Eww. TWA Eric: I've had so, so many dirty fantasies about Leia... TWA Hyde: Forman, you named your kid Leah. TWA Eric (awkwardly twitchy): That's totally different. You know the story... TSG Jackie (as Eric's still rambling in the background): So, I can't believe I'm saying this, but since Eric saved my life and everything, both Erics have aged better than Michael... Both Kelsos: Damn, Jackie! TWA Kelso: You're so mean, just like... TWA Jackie (ignoring him): He's aged like John Travolta. TSG Jackie (also ignoring Kelso): So, terribly? TWA Jackie: Yeah, he's fat. *Wrapping her arms around Hyde's waist* But my Steven? He's amazing, smart, and hot. He's redeemed himself a long time ago, and he's gone above and beyond; now we're partners in...or against, crime. Crimes against humanity. Like Eric and Donna, but cooler. TWA Hyde (kissing her temple): Damn straight. We're rebels with a cause, and we kick ass. TWA Jackie (pulling him closer): And take names. TSG Jackie: Oh, we do that too. *With a dramatic pause, turning to Hyde, wrapping her arms around his waist* Don't we, Steven? TSG Hyde (kissing her): We've aged like a freakin' fine wine.

#that 70s show #that 90s show #jackie and hyde #eric and donna #eric forman #jackie burkhart #steven hyde #donna pinciotti #michael kelso #the sweetest gifts #two worlds apart #zeppelin-and-unicorns

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captainscanadian · 3 years

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Love Me Blue | Bucky Barnes x Reader (Vaaranam Aayiram)

MY MASTERLIST

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Summary: This night was surely a dream come true.

Word Count: 2000+

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Tamilian!Hindu!Reader, Sam Wilson

Warnings: References to Hinduism, Death, PTSD, Civil War & Endgame References.

A/N: This is my entry for @bucky-smiles‘s 3K Diversity Writing Challenge! My prompt was to write a fic with a Hindu reader. I decided to write this fic with a Tamilian reader because I am Tamilian. I was born in Sri Lanka and my mother’s side of the family are Hindu. Although I consider myself an agnostic theist, I do enjoy reading the epics of Mahabharata and Ramayana. Pic from Pinterest! <3 Divider by @whimsicalrogers!

Back in the 1940s, Bucky had always made it a habit to check out the Stark Expo. Having been interested in the sciences from a very young age, he had often been rather fascinated by the genius of Howard Stark - at least, until things had taken a turn for the worst once he had joined the war. He still remembered the last Stark Expo he had attended. It had been the night before he was to be shipping out to England for the war, and he had dragged Steve out to celebrate; he had also invited two girls to be their dates.

Seeing Howard Stark present a prototype of a flying car that night had been quite the surreal experience. Sure, the Barnes family had been wealthy enough to own a car during the Great Depression and all. But nothing could ever live up to the sheer excitement of witnessing a flying car.

Well, almost nothing.

“You never mentioned that you could drive a flying car…” The man teased as he saw you enter the pocket park after parking Lola.

“You never asked.” You responded, a cheeky grin plastered across your lips as you made your way over to him.

“Well, aren’t you full of surprises?”

“Me?” You quirked your eyebrow at his words. “Are you seriously telling me that I’m the one who’s full of surprises? You’ve been full of surprises all day, Bucky.”

“Guilty as charged.” Bucky beamed, stepping over to kiss you on your cheek. “You look lovely, Y/N. Let me guess, a new dress?”

That cheeky bastard.

“You don’t look so bad yourself.” You commented, having noticed that he had finally managed to cut his hair off, and he was dressed in the finest velvet suit that matched the blue of your dress. “I’ve got to admit. You clean up really nice.”

“I’m glad you could make it.” He told you once he pulled back. “Welcome to the Stork Club.”

You could not help but let out a soft giggle at that. When Sam had told you to ‘follow the music’, you had not understood what he must have meant at first. But it hadn’t taken you that long to realize that Bucky had referred to the music that had always been playing in your heart. You had followed your heart, and it had led you right towards Paley Park.

“So, this is where the playboys of the 40s used to dance the nights away, huh?” You asked him as you stepped towards him, gently throwing your arms over his neck as you took it all in.

It was a rather warm summer’s night, and New York City was as busy as ever. But with the noise cancelling atmosphere in this pocket park, you somehow felt at ease. It felt as though you were standing on a piece of history, as the Stork Club had been one of the famous clubs during the time of the Great Depression and the years that followed. But being here with Bucky was the most surreal experience of all. Perhaps this was how calming Radha had felt when she followed Krishna’s music out to the forest - calm, relaxed, and madly in love with the man who had led her there.

“Yeah, this is it.” Bucky responded with a chuckle, his metal hand resting on your hip while his other hand moved to tuck a loose strand of your hair behind your ear. “So, may I have this dance?”

And so, the two of you had danced the night away, under the stars in a rather tiny pocket park in Manhattan, to the music that played in your hearts. While it was not the most romantic first date out there, it was more than enough for the two of you. You had to have your own Rasleela with the man you had fallen in love with, and Bucky had finally taken a girl out to dance as he did during the 1940s.

The two of you returned to the compound just around midnight, having strolled around Manhattan for a little longer, and taking in how busy it was in the city that never sleeps. Bucky had spent most of the night spitting out historical facts about the multiple buildings you’d walked past, and you could not help but admire the fact that you were indeed on a date with a historical figure.

If Natasha were alive right now, you were sure that she would have teased you about your obsession with history, and how it had caused you to date the man you had written your thesis on. Perhaps if the rest of the team found out about it, they too would refuse to pass up the chance to pull your leg about it.

Thankfully, by the time you had returned, they were all asleep. It was just you and Bucky, alone in the common kitchen, just like the many nights you had shared together before. But this time, it was not because you could not sleep through the night. It was because you did not want to sleep, or accept the fact that this night had to come to an end somehow.

Once this night ended, you knew that you had to return to reality. The reality of leading the Avengers until Nick Fury decides to return and free you from your duties; whether he was returning was still a doubt.

The reality was also working with the newly established GRC to deal with the many individuals who had been displaced due to the Blip. While diplomacy had always been your first choice in your career, it was safe to say that you were starting to enjoy working amongst the earth’s mightiest heroes once again.

And speaking of diplomacy, there was something else that you really needed to get off of your chest... something that you had been meaning to tell Bucky for a while now.

“I wish my father could see me right now.” You told him with a sigh as the two of you snuck into the common kitchen to finish up some of your leftover dosa batter. “I wish my father could see that I’ve managed to make a life for myself after he left me.”

Bucky nodded as he sighed, understanding all too well about the loss you had been dealing with. “I’m sure your father’s watching you from wherever he is, and he’s proud of you for being the best boss lady the Avengers have ever seen.” Mixing up the batter as you wait for the pan to heat up.

You could not help but chuckle at that. “It’s funny how you say that.” Seriously, it was ironic.

“Do you miss him a lot?”

You nodded. “Yeah, I do. I miss him… every day. He wasn’t just my father, you know? He was my role model, my mentor. I looked up to him. I wanted to be like him.”

“How did he pass?” He asked. “If you wouldn’t mind me asking…” There was a slight hesitancy that he noticed when you turned your head away from him for a moment, and he could not help but wonder why.

Sam had mentioned to him that your last mission with the Avengers had been in Lagos, and that you had left the compound soon after, as your father had passed away around that time.

“The bombing in Vienna.” You muttered, feeling your eyes glaze over as you remembered that dreadful day.

It did not take that long for Bucky to put two and two together. He was well aware that your father had been a diplomat, so it made sense that he would have been at the United Nations conference to sign the Sokovia Accords when the bomb had gone off. “I… I’m so sorry, Y/N. I didn’t know...” He told you as he frowned, now understanding why you had given your kind regards to the Wakandan royal family.

It was for the role they had played in putting Zemo behind bars.

“N-No, Bucky… it wasn’t your fault.” You told him with a sigh, leaning over to wrap your arms around his neck. “It wasn’t your fault. I know that now.”

That last statement almost came out as a whisper. After all, you had blamed him for your father's death, along with the rest of the world that had accused him of bombing the United Nations conference. Hell, you had even fought with Steve because of it. It was a time you did not want to recall, as you now knew that you were in the wrong.

“You thought I killed your father, didn’t you?” He asked you, his eyes glazing over as he remembered those days. Although Shuri and her team had managed to remove HYDRA’s programming from his mind, all of the memories, the trauma and the guilt were very much there for him; he was yet to start working on them.

You could not help but nod in response to his question. “I did. I… I didn’t know then that I had been wrong about you. Steve and I… we were close. I was one of the first people he befriended after coming out of the ice. Every mission, every battle he fought… I was there every single time to fight alongside him. Even when Steve opposed the Accords, I agreed with him. I was even willing to go against my own father. Hell, I even tried to talk him out of signing. I tried to stop him from going to Vienna, but he wouldn’t listen. He…”

Bucky wrapped his arms tightly around you as he let out a sigh. “So, is that why you left? Because opposing the Accords had cost you your father’s life?”

You nodded as you rested your head against his shoulder, letting out a sigh as you accepted his comfort. “Yeah, I did. I left because I didn’t see a point in fighting anymore. I couldn’t do it, not when my father was dead. I felt like it was my fault. I could have tried harder to talk him out of it. I could have stopped him from going to Vienna, but I didn’t… and now he’s dead.” You explained. “I never even got to say goodbye to him.”

He continued to hold you for a moment as you cried, knowing that you must have been holding onto this guilt for several years now. If anything, he understood that guilt himself. “It wasn’t your fault, Y/N.” He told you once he pulled back from the embrace, his thumbs brushing off your tears.

Wiping away the remainder of your tears, you turned over to pour the dosa batter in the pan. “Yeah, well… that makes two of us.”

He wrapped his arms around you once again, resting his chin against your shoulder. “If it wasn’t my fault, it wasn’t your fault either, okay?”

You nodded. “Yeah…” You agreed, for you knew that he was right. “You know, for the longest time, I believed that you were the guy who killed my father, that you were the reason why I fought with Steve, that you were the reason why my life as I knew it was gone…” You admitted, grabbing the oil and drizzling it in the pan. “But now I know that I got to know you, I know that you’re… you’re not who HYDRA had made you out to be. Under all of that brainwashing and… pain, you’re a really nice guy, Bucky. You’re kind and thoughtful. You’re…”

“The Krishna to your Radha?” Bucky cut you off with a soft chuckle, his metal hand rubbing up and down your arms.

You nodded as you laughed. “Yeah, that you are.” You admitted, not just to him but also to yourself.

Eventually, that night did come to an end. After all, the two of you were exhausted from your date and having stuffed yourselves with a late night snack, it was only fair to retreat to your respective living quarters.

It was the first night in a while that Bucky Barnes was able to sleep in his own bed without any nightmares, as he was now dreaming of the life he would get to live with you.

You had a dream that night too. A dream that Andal had described that she had of when Lord Krishna had come to marry her:

Vaaranam aayiram soozha valam vandhu,

Naarana Nambi nadakkindraan yendredhir,

Poorana pokudam vaithu, puramengum,

Thoranam naatta kana kanden thozhi, naan.

The only difference was that it wasn’t Krishna who had come to marry you in your dreams.

It was Bucky.

#3kdiversity #aj writes #love me blue #vaaranam aayiram #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes x desi!reader #bucky barnes x y/n #bucky barnes x you #bucky barnes fanfic #bucky barnes fluff #bucky barnes fanfiction #bucky barnes fic #bucky barnes series #desi au

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“Failure isn't absolute, just because you couldn't save everyone doesn't mean you didn't save anyone.” - A Curse so Dark and Lonely . . 🌟QOTD: do you like to take flat lay photos? . . Happy #FlatlayFriday friends!! Honestly I love how flatlays look but am absolutely terrible at setting them up!! I always feel like it’s crooked this way or titled too far that way. Drives me absolutely crazy!! But this flatlay came at the perfect time because today we got to see the GORGEOUS cover of A Vow so Bold and Deadly!!! I swear I did not have this planned at all and it feels like fate!! This series holds a very special place in my heart and so does the Author, Brigid Kemmerer. Fun story time...when I was at book expo last year the one book I really wanted to get signed was my UK ARC of ACSDAL. I saw on Brigid’s Instagram story that she was walking around the floor and she was happy to say hi and sign things. I searched all morning but with no luck. Finally, as my friend and I are sitting down I start an instagram story asking where Brigid is and as I am panning around SHE IS RIGHT THERE!! I was nearly speechless but jumped up and got my copy signed. Working in a NICU we see a good amount of kids with CP and other developmental diseases. To have a story told about a young woman with CP who doesn’t let it stop her from being this kick butt woman means the world to me!! I am so excited for the third and final book!! I can not recommend this series enough!! Thanks for coming to my very long post and have a great Friday!! . . Day 10: #31FlavorsofBooksJuly - Dippin’ Dots - #FlatlayFriday . . #acsdal #acursesodarkandlonely #brigidkemmerer #booksleeve #cursebreakers #cursebreakersstreetteam #bookstagram #ventureswithbooks #instareads #booknerd #booksofinstagram #booklife #bookworm #yafiction #yabooks #bookishfeatures #rainbowbookshelf #rainbowbooks #bookstagramer #bookstagramit #bookaesthetic #rainbowshelf https://www.instagram.com/p/CCedgTTgWmi/?igshid=vyltmc9o2c1f

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Matters of the heart Ep 5

Matters of the heart Episode 5 Love is blind {OPENING CREDITS} {cut to morning in Old Corona; a rooster crow is heard and pans to Varian working in his lab; in the background we see Isaiah poking his head around the corner} Isaiah: heh..gotta do this right..2 minutes and I’ll come back in… {He starts sneaking over to the door making sure not to alert his father} Ruddiger: *spots him and chitters alarmed* Varian: *turns around* Isaiah! Just what do you think you’re doing? Isaiah: I was just...ya know it’s...kinda stuffy in here sooo.. {Varian gives a dad glare} Isaiah: Okay! Okay! Fine! You caught me… I was trying to go outside… Varian: Isaiah we’ve been over this! Isaiah: I know but- Varian: No! You’re still injured! I mean for pete’s sake you’re still wearing bandages! You can’t just go roughhousing outside like you always do! Isaiah: I’m not gonna do that! I swear! Varian: Ya know I wish I could trust you not to but what you did was reckless enough! I’m not taking any chances! Isaiah: ughh!.... {He looks at Ruddiger} Isaiah: hmph! Tattle tail… Varian: No he’s a good boy… {Isaiah walks over to the window and looks out at the other kids playing} Isaiah: please? Just for a little bit? Varian: *sigh* no Isaiah i’m sorry… Isaiah: but- Quirin: I don’t know what’s going on here but i’d listen to your dad Isaiah… Isaiah: Grandpa! {Isaiah runs over to hug him and Quirin lifts him, tossing him in the air} Quirin: haha! There’s my boy! Now, what’s the trouble? Isaiah: I really wanna play outside but Dad says I can’t. Varian: Not yet Isaiah… you just got over a fever… Quirin: sorry Isaiah, but your Dad is right. Isaiah: What? Varian: What? I mean….yeah… Isaiah: Graaanndpaaa you’re supposed to be on my side!

{Both Varian and Quirin chuckle; yelling is heard outside} Quirin: Now what on earth? {They all go to the door and people are rushing to the main road} Varian: What’s going on? Villager: I don’t know! Apparently, there are a lot of horses coming our way! {Quirin and Varian look at each other} Varian: Isaiah take Ruddiger and go to your room! Lock the door and don’t come out until I say so! {With fear in his eye Isaiah nods grabbing ruddiger and rushing up the stairs; Quirin had his sword at the ready and Varian grabs his alchemy bag; cut to Both making their way through the crowd and to the front where a man stands in front of the crowd} Varian: A...Caravan? Quirin: phew… Stoica: Hello...My name is Stoica… Quirin: And how may I help you, travelers? Joseph: by sending them away if you ask me Varian: *rolls eyes* Seriously, is there anything about you that is likable? Joseph: oh shut it… Quirin: ahem...please let him speak. Stoica: My people have been on the road for a long time. We wish to set up in Corona for a time before moving on. We are willing to pay for food and supplies as well. If you’ll have us. Quirin: hmm...I see no issue with this… Joseph: Eh-wha-Quirin!? Are you kidding!? We don’t know these people! Varian: oh for the love of....Joseph shut up! My father has made the call. Leave them be. Quirin: If you desire there is a field we are currently not using. You may set up camp there. Stoica: You are too kind. Thank you for your hospitality. {He gives the caravan the signal to move when Joseph’s eyes widen} Joseph: Wait! {Everyone stops and Joseph walks over to a wagon and pulls a woman from it} Woman: AH! Stoica: LET HER GO! *unsheaths dagger* Joseph: You see!? This one is wearing a cloak! In the middle of a sunny day! Awful suspicious! And Stoica here dares to pull a knife on me! Quirin: you grabbed a woman from her wagon Joseph! Of course, he’s going to do that! Joseph: That still doesn’t explain the cloak! I bet she’s a criminal...hiding her face. We’ll soon see. Woman: No! I beg you! Stoica: Leave my sister be! You’ll harm her! {Joseph grips the hood} Woman: Please no! Varian: ENOUGH! {Varian runs out and stands between Joseph and the woman} Varian: Are you normally this stupid or is today a special occasion? Joseph: What are you saying, traitor? Varian: If you had taken a minute to look at her you’d know by now! She’s albino! Joseph:..A what? {varian rolls his eyes} Varian: Seriously am I the only one that reads? An albino. A rare skin condition that causes a lack of pigment. That’s skin color, eyes, and hair. The sun can physically hurt them! You take off that cloak and you’ll be causing her great pain. {they stare each other down} Quirin:...Stand down, Joseph… Joseph:...*spits* this town is going to the bloody dogs… {he leaves} Varian: Let me help you m’lady… *he helps her back onto the wagon* Woman: thank you...how may I repay you? Varian: I’d settle for your name {Stoica narrows his eyes} Woman:...Zapada...and I’m sure you’ve met my brother Stoica… Varian: I’m Varian… Zapada: well Mr.Varian...hopefully we meet again. {Stoica signals the caravan to move.} Varian: Yeah...so do I… {cut to later in the Village; Isaiah is looking excitedly at everything} Isaiah: Never thought I’d miss the outdoors so much! Oh, look! The stinky fish merchant! Merchant: Hey! Varian: The queen spent 18 years in a tower you only spent 2 weeks inside! Isaiah: Felt like 18 years… {Varian sees Zapada walking and reading} Varian: *gasp*...hey uh Isaiah...here’s some coins go explore a bit I have...errands to run… Isaiah:...free money and time to myself? I’m gone… {he takes the money and leaves; Varian takes a deep breath and goes to talk to her} Varian:...M’lady..no..uhh..hey ther-NO!...ZA-PA-DA hows it going? That’s stupid… ok Relax...ahem..Hello, my little snow an- {He’s hit in the face by the baker’s door; Zapada jumps and turns around with a yelp} Baker: huh? Oh. Watch it, Varian!... Zapada: *gasps and drops her book running over* Mr.Varian! Are you alright!? What on earth was his problem? You have done nothing to him! Varian: well hows that for an entrance? {They stare at one another for a second before Zapada hands him a cloth} Zapada: y-your nose is bleeding...I...I must go!... Varian: Hey wait! {She runs off} Varian: smooth Varian...Smooth… {Cut to Isaiah walking around the Caravan camp} Isaiah: Wow...this place is amazing...so much cool stuff… {As he’s walking he stops and sees an animal trader feeding his animals} Isaiah: Oh cool! Look at all of these! No way! Is that an alligator from the new world!? Trader: Indeed it is! I’ve gotten many offers on her. Isaiah: WWOOOWW! It’s so big and scaly! Just like in my books! {he walks around looking at all the creatures but stops at a wooden box} Isaiah: Hmm? {he goes to open the box} Trader: Ah! Boy, I wouldn’t-... {A golden cobra with red accents slides out hissing with its folds up} Trader: ah! Okay boy...just back away slowly… Isaiah: A Saporian Jeweled Cobra… Trader: Back away child! Isaiah: why are you so freaked out? Just relax...if you respect the snake...he’ll respect you… {he cautiously puts out a hand; the cobra sniffs it then slithers up his arm and around his shoulders} Isaiah: hehe! Hey! That-haha! That tickles!...you’re not evil, you’re a little noodle…

Trader: *practically shaking* Isaiah:...i have 5 gold pieces will that be enough? Trader: child, as far as I am aware he’s yours… Isaiah: Really!? Thanks! Do you hear that bud? Hmm..what to call you...I know..Draki...my serpent. {he pets his cobra; cut to late at night at Varians house; Varian and Quirin sit at the table drinking tea whilst Isaiah plays with Draki} Quirin: ...is it a good idea to have a cobra as a pet? Varian: *head in hands* is it a good idea to have a raccoon as a pet? Quirin: Fair point. Ruddiger: *chitters angrily* Varian: I’m just kidding bud… Quirin: Something wrong son? Varian: well...you know when you see someone and...you...can’t help but get curious about them? Quirin: mmhmm...are we talking about Stoica’s sister? *smirk* Varian:...there’s something about her...she’s so shy and...almost mysterious...I want to get to know her...have a least one conversation! But anytime we make eye contact she flinches or runs away! Quirin: *sips tea* well… the way I see it..she might be afraid...and I’m sure Joseph didn’t help...and anytime you’ve talked its been in a crowded public place. Varian: Then what am I supposed to do? Quirin: it’s dark now...she’s probably taken off her cloak. She’s probably more comfortable now that people are in their houses for the night...go..talk to her in a setting that’s comfortable for her. {Varian smiles at his dad and hugs him} Varian: Thanks dad… Quirin: you got this..and don’t worry i’ll watch uh..serpent boy here… {pan to Varian walking through the Caravan camp} Varian: her wagon had an emblem on it...of a hawk… {he looks around and spots it} Varian: there… {he walks up taking a deep breath and knocks on the door; after a few seconds Zapada answers and gasps; the moonlight shines off her white hair and she is in full view without her cloak} Zapada: M-Mr.Varian what are you…? Varian: I know it’s late and I’m sorry for this afternoon but I was wondering since the sun is down maybe you’d like to go on a stroll? Zapada:...me? Wit...with you? Alone? Varian: y-you’re not afraid are you? Zapada: well I… Varian: you don’t have to be afraid...not of me...I promise… {he takes her hand; she’s hesitant at first but nods and grabs her shawl before leaving; cut to later they’re walking in the orchard laughing} Zapada: so...you made a machine that almost literally blew away the entire expo? Varian: yeah not exactly the best idea in the world...so tell me about you… what’s your story? Zapada: well… Varian: well? Zapada: I was born into the Caravan...after our father Patrin died my brother Stoica took over. You know what people think of us...and with my...condition it doesn’t help...some see me as a curse...sometimes I think they’re right.. Varian: what? Zapada: My brother works so hard to protect me… I feel like a burden sometimes...my Caravan cares so deeply for me but...I don’t feel as if..I deserve it… Varian: But you’re so kind. And generous, and beautiful an- Zapada: what? Varian: You’re beautiful {Begin song “give yourself a chance”} {varian} You say people hate then so be it You say you’re not beautiful well I don’t see it People might judge at first glance But who cares what they think Give yourself a chance. How do I describe you to make you see All the things you do to me Your hair, your eyes, make my heart want to sing and dance It has me wondering… Is this romance? Even when the world looks down on you Look back at them with your eyes of rosey hue Stand up to them and tell them that despite your flaws You are perfect and no one can say anything because You made the choice to give Yourself a chance {end song} {Zapada cups his face with her hand and embraces him; Varian returns the embrace; they walk off into the orchard together; Later it shows them lying by a tree with the sun beginning to rise} Varian: Hey...Zapada? Zapada: hmm? Varian: I know the sunlight hurts your eyes...but have you ever watched the sunrise before? Zapada: I cannot say I’ve had the pleasure… {Varian takes off his goggles} Varian: put these on and look to the east… {Zapada puts them on and looks; she gasps and stares in wonder} Zapada: Varian...it is beautiful… Varian: yeah...the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen… {she looks back at him and smiles} Zapada: thank you, Varian… {Cut to the HQ of the cult; Cassandra is tied up with vines and screaming as magic surges through her} Cult leader: soon...the power will be coursing through her veins and take hold of her conscious. She’ll be strong enough to plan our next move after all these years… Noremoth: several if I’m not mistaken m’lady...but must the process of infusion be so..eck..hostile? {The cult leader glares at him} Noremoth: I’m only saying Zhan tiri’s power can only hold her so long before her true conscious breaks through every now and again. She is only a vessel we cannot completely erase...her true self. Cult leader: that maybe, however...that alchemist has something we need that will complete her transformation. When they destroyed the moonstone a singular shard was left. And it was placed in this alchemist’s care. Noremoth: so? Cult leader: ugh so naive...If we get the stone shard the infusion will be stabilized and Zhan tiri will become anew in a new body. And with the device that we are building combined with our sweet vessel’s power, all of the seven kingdoms will kneel before us. Noremoth: ooohhh I like that plan m’lady… Cult leader: of course you do Noremoth… Noremoth: so then what is our next move? Cult leader: simple… {she takes out a newspaper page from Corona; it has a picture of Isaiah and reads “Boy destroys marketplace} Cult leader: ..Ransom.. {She crushes the paper} {END CREDITS}

#Tangled #rapunzel’s tangled adventure #Varian #Isaiah #Quirin #tts #rta #tangled the series #MotH

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4, 11, 12, 13, 22, 24, 25, 26, 27, 30, 32, 36, and 38?

WOAH BRO

4. Past labels you've used? For a while I wondered if I was aro-spec but I'm fairly certain I don't think I am now. I've tried to put a label on my gender MANY times, with the label I've tried the most being demigender. (and cis. LMAO) But none of the labels I've tried have stuck, except for the general all-encompassing nonbinary

11. Do you like your flags? Fuck yeah all my flags fucking rule. Nonbinary flag? Fucking awesome. Ace flag? Stunning. Lesbian flag(s)? well some look better than others but you have a wide range of choices and a lot of them look damn good!!

12. Favorite flag(s) visually? I actually legitimately really do love my own flags... but other than that, I think the aromantic flag looks metal as fuck, and there are a lot of lesser-known lesbian flags that are just gorgeous

13. Favorite colors? I love pink! And grey/silver/black. and certain blues :3

22. Favorite LGBT+ celebrity and historical figure? I don't.... know that many.... actually wait I thought of one Wendy Carlos. If u dont know her look her up she's so cool

24. Favorite LGBT+ canon character? Fuck it's so hard to choose... I really love Lup! and I also really love Yuu from Bloom into You because she's ME (please watch Bloom into You)

25. Favorite LGBT+ canon fictional couple? hmmm also very hard to think of good ones rn... spinnerella and netossa are pretty cute :3 and carey and killian!! they're prob not my favorites but they're all i can think of right now

26. Some characters you headcanon as LGBT+? Hanazawa Teruki is nonbinary and ace! Catra is nonbinary! Bow is trans and pan and ace! idk there are a lot of others that i can just make up right now! everyone from Revue Starlight is lesbian!! Hinata Shouyou is trans! if literally any character has ever said anything similar to 'i dont really care about love' they're arospec!!! somebody stop me

27. Some LGBT+ pairings you ship? MaHiKaren, Scorfuma, KilluGon, TeruMob, Saimota, a BUNCH of haikyuu ships, aaaa idk a lot

30. A trope you dislike about your identity? I really hate how everyone views 'lesbian' as a really sexual word, and how people think lesbians are like fuckin sex machines built to pleasure straight men through porn or something. Like, lesbians should be allowed to be sexual without being inherently sexualized, you feel me? and also not all lesbians are sexually active.

32. Something you wish ppl understood about your identity? I HAVE NO FUCKING CLUE WHAT MY GENDER IS..... but i do know I'm not agender and im not masculinely or femininely aligned. Like, my gender exists, it's just not anywhere remotely near the binary or the linear spectrum in between the binary. If you think of the gender spectrum as a color wheel, my gender would be a dark green! i guess? that means nothing

36. Do you align with any gay subcategories (ex butch/femme)? Nope not at all!! The fact that I don't kind of makes me feel left out of the lesbian community at times though... I spent so long trying to figure out which box I fit into when I realized trying to make myself one or the other made me feel the same way as when I tried to fit myself into a binary gender. The labels just aren't for me! I guess I am a 'futch' then lol

38. Do you own pride merch? Yes!! I have some pride hats that a friend knitted for me, and a crocheted bat with ace-colored wings that I got at an expo. I also wear a rainbow colored bracelet and I used to have a black ace ring (but it broke months ago. i need a new one). I also have lesbian and ace flags that I got for my dorm room, but my gf is currently holding on to them because I was too scared to bring them home!

#thank youuuuuuuuuuuuuuu #<33333333 #lesbophobia

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Ricci, Swallow, D’Onofrio Announced As Celebrities Attending FAN EXPO Cleveland, March 24-26

Christina Ricci (“Wednesday,” Casper), Emily Swallow (“The Mandalorian”), Vincent D'Onofrio (“Daredevil,” “Law & Order: Criminal Intent”), “Star Trek” franchise standouts Ethan Peck and Anson Mount, “The Office” trio of Kate Flannery, Oscar Nuñez and Leslie David Baker and the stars of “Trailer Park Boys” Mike Smith, John Paul Tremblay and Robb Wells headline the guests attending FAN EXPO Cleveland, March 24-26 at Huntington Convention Center of Cleveland.

Additional celebrities, voice actors, creators, cosplayers, authors and more will be announced in the coming weeks.

Ricci, who portrays “Marilyn Thornhill” in the Netflix series “Wednesday,” first caught attention as a child star as “Wednesday Addams” in The Addams Family (1991) and Addams Family Values (1993). She has nearly 100 acting credits, moving from appearances as a teen in Casper and Now and Then to adult roles in Sleepy Hollow, Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas, Speed Racer and more and had regular roles in TV series “Ally McBeal,” “Pan Am” and others.

Swallow has a recurring role as “Armorer” in “The Mandalorian” and is best known for portraying “Kim Fischer” on “The Mentalist” and as “Amara / The Darkness” in the 11th season of “Supernatural.” She also served as the voice of “Lisa Tepes” in the animated Netflix series “Castlevania” and has had recurring spots on numerous hit shows, principally “The Mentalist” and “The Seal Team.”

In addition to starring as “Wilson Fisk” opposite Charlie Cox in the Netflix series “Daredevil,” D’Onofrio has a resume of more than 100 roles, most popularly as the lead detective “Bobby Goren” in the long-running NBC drama “Law & Order: Criminal Intent.” His notable film credits include Full Metal Jacket, Dying Young, Men in Black, Mystic Pizza, Jurassic World and The Break Up.

Tickets for FAN EXPO Cleveland are on sale at http://www.fanexpocleveland.com now, including individual single day, 3-day and Ultimate Fan Packages for adults, youths and families. VIP packages are also available now, with dozens of special benefits including priority entry, limited edition collectibles, exclusive items and much more.

Cleveland is the fourth event on the 2023 FAN EXPO HQ calendar; the full schedule is available at fanexpohq.com/home/events/.

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✧I Need You✧ Chapter 43

With one less thing to worry about, that’s exactly what you did. It still bothered you. A little. In the back of your head with everything else you’d buried. It probably wasn’t healthy to carry on that way, but you had very little other options. What Peggy had said when her mind had been certain and clear disturbed you. She knew more than she’d ever say- perhaps more than she’d ever be able to say. And it was obvious she was going to lose more with every passing day. But you couldn’t bother her over it.

She’d sent a letter asking you to come.

She’d then told you in person to let it go- because you shouldn’t do that to him.

So you wouldn’t. Not right now, anyway.

October first was there before you knew it, and so was the relaunch of the Stark Expo- and its weekend long celebration. This time you’d gotten Tony to opt for something a little more subtle. No landing onto a platform as Iron Man. Just a nice speech with the two of you thanking everyone for their patience as you got the Expo up and running. Reintroducing its main mission of running over the course a year to bring all sorts of technological marvels to the forefront.

Of course, you made sure to invite one very special guest. “Pepper make sure to mail Tony’s thank you and three year long Expo passes to the Parker family.” You’d tracked down their address easily, and gotten Tony to scribble his signature on a very well thought out and sweet letter- of your own design, of course. Encouraging Peter to look towards the future, thanking him for all his help and his courage, and to go after whatever his heart desired.

While you had no idea if he was attending the opening ceremony that night, you imagined his little smiling face in the crowd regardless as you and Tony welcomed everyone and promised much fun and excitement in the coming year. Especially over the weekend, where fall themed activities were happening- free of charge, of course.

With everything up and running and no foreseeable nonsense… one thing off your endless list. What a joy that was. A nice quiet celebration was called for that evening.

Of course, the end of the month heralded another straight upward rocket in stocks as sales came in.

“Iron Man costumes sold out nationwide.”

“Of course they did.”

And so you made sure at Stark Industries, “Every kid that visits gets one piece of candy. ...but Iron Mans get two.”

A little marketing never hurt anyone.

As November crept in, you made sure to do your due diligence as a citizen and get caught in a photo-op heading into a voting booth on the second. Now more than ever the next president of the United States was an important pick. The world was shifting beneath your feet. And while your interests and corporate interests had always been important before, now an entirely new problem emerged.

You needed someone your side. Someone who would go to bat for you and Tony when this superhero business went screwy- and it would. It wasn’t a matter of where, it was a matter of when. And you needed a person on your side who understood Tony was doing his best. Someone as far away from Stern as possible.

Tony had gone on a couple of good will missions to sit down and have a drink with the candidates. You’d trusted his opinion when he’d told you Matthew Ellis was the guy.

So that’s who you voted for.

It was almost no surprise that with Stark Industries backing the man, quiet some ways and obvious in others, he went on to be the people’s choice for their next leader.

With the arrival of the holiday months, things became a little bit easier. Not because the people around you were working hard or anything, just the opposite. Vacation days started rolling in aplenty, even before the actual holidays arrived. But with less people around you were able to focus on more important things. Working yourself was sometimes much easier.

Pepper had flown home to a happy family and you…

“LUNA what’s left on my schedule today?” Stark Industries was a ghost town. Quiet, blissfully, allowing you to work through a fair amount of paperwork and get a lot of things done. Interesting once how the noise was gone you were able to do just so much more.

“Nothing, ma’am.” But this…

“No- that’s not true. I have that NPR interview in twenty minutes, don’t I?” At the very least you remembered that one because your brief notes were sitting in front of you. It was mostly just going to be a soft talk about how the tower construction in NYC was starting very soon and how the company was doing well.

“Not that I see.”

Clicking over your schedule on the computer- feeling the strangeness in having to do so manually for the first time in what felt like forever- you were just as surprised to see it clear there. “Mn. No… could you do a reset? This isn’t right. I know I have that interview.”

“Sure thing, ma’am.”

Were things really going this far awry without Pepper’s guiding hand? Unthinkable, almost. You were sure she’d double checked things for you before she’d left. And even if she hadn’t, being useless now that you had a great PA looking after you was not good.

Moving to pick up the phone on the corner of your desk, you dialed into the personal line for your NPR interviewer today. You got put on hold for a few minutes but eventually she picked up. “You’re a little early! But we’ll be glad to have you on the show today.” Her segment hadn’t started, the two of you off-air at the moment.

“Sorry. If you want I can call back. I just wanted to make sure we’re still on for today.”

“That’s okay- and of course. Yes. Still on. Did you wanna go over some no-go areas?” A usual question for favorable partners. It’s what made interviews like these almost too easy. Sometimes you preferred the more combative people just to be able to put someone in their place.

“No, I think I’ll be okay. Whatever you want to ask, go ahead.” Even trusting that she wouldn’t ask anything too callous, you knew the nature of the show, and it being Thanksgiving gave you an even gentler edge. Anyone listening right now- to this station in particular- wasn’t tuning in for a fight. And your interviewer knew that too.

“Okay, sounds great. I definitely can’t wait to ask you how things have changed since Mr. Stark announced to the world he was Iron Man a year ago.”

Dread filled your heart.

“...I’m sorry?”

“I know it must be very difficult to believe it was only that long ago-”

“To the day?”

“Yes. One year exactly.”

You stood very suddenly. “I’m sorry- I’m so sorry- I have to go- I have to cancel- we’ll reschedule- I have to go. I’m sorry.”

She was the least important person you had to apologize to.

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Holidays had never been important. You hadn’t had anyone to celebrate them with in a long time, and Tony cared even less. Sometimes there was the occasional party you had to attend just to make a good impression but nothing personal. It wasn’t just Thanksgiving though- unfortunate as the date landing had been. It was November 25th. A moment of both your lives that you remembered so clearly-

If I was Iron Man I’d have this girlfriend who knew my true identity. She’d be a wreck. She’d always be worrying that I was gonna die- yet sort of proud of the man I’d become. She’d be wildly conflicted- which would only make her more... -crazy about me.

Are you finished?

No, I’m not. Is this a good time for the talk? I think we should have the talk.

It was impossible to drive fast enough, the heat of shame and anxiousness welling up inside you. Why hadn’t he said anything? Was it important to him? It must have been, for him to clear your schedule like that. And you knew now it definitely had been him.

Almost making it to the garage, “LUNA, can you touch base with JARVIS- quietly- and let me know where Tony is?”

“You don’t him to know you’re checking in?”

“No.”

Only a fraction of silence. “Tony is at home. In the kitchen.”

Not even in the lab. This was bad. You were awful. Terrible. Just absolutely fucking terrible. It might have been an easy excuse to make that you’d forgotten the date because was this really your anniversary? You hadn’t really put labels on things. It made it that much harder, right?

...but you knew. You knew in your heart if you’d been paying more attention you would have realized. That day was the day almost everything had started. That everything had changed.

In the driveway with the car parked, you nearly fell out of the door, taking a half tumble to the pavement, scurrying your way up the rest of the walk. The sun was setting. It was getting late.

“Welcome home.” JARVIS voiced overhead.

“Thank you.” No need to be impolite to him. It wasn’t his fault. Hurrying through the living room and around the bend, you smelled food. Breakfast food. Of course. “Tony, I’m-”

He was flipping over a pan of bacon. “Very sad to hear your NPR interview was canceled. I was really looking forward to that one.”

Standing at the kitchen island you looked at him helplessly. “Tony I’m sorry.”

Switching the stove top off he turned to look at you. His smile vanished. “Hey- will you relax? You look like you just ran fifteen miles.”

“That’s how I feel.” Shitty, basically. He wiped his hands on a dish towel and rounded the island, coming close. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to make you wait.” You weren’t exactly sure what he was doing- probably cooking breakfast for dinner. For the both of you.

His smile soothed your very soul. Hands over your hips, he lifted you slightly and you followed his lead, sitting down on one of the stools. “I think I remember telling you I was okay to wait.” Making it clear he’d been thinking about that day, too. Because of course he had.

Right before you pushed that button, I made peace with that the last thing I’d ever see was you. I just have to know how much longer you want me to wait. Tomorrow? Next week? A month from now? I will- I just- ...I need to know. Am I still waiting at all?

It was only your fucking anniversary.

You settled your hands on his chest. “Right. That’s why you cleared my schedule for me?” It hurt you to smile back. You felt like you deserved to see some sort of punishment for this. Or maybe you just wanted some to make yourself feel better.

“Figured you need a little push. Or help. Whichever one is better.” His arms wound around you and you hid your face against his shirt, if only a little bit in shame. “Will you chill out? I don’t want to start off the grand couple’s adventure with deciding who gets mad over which forgotten anniversary. Because let’s face it, I’m more likely, out of the two of us.”

“But it was meeee...” Whining a little dramatically into his shirt.

His chest shook with a touch of warm laughter. “Yeah. And next year to make up for it, I’ll do the forgetting. Does that make you feel better?” When you looked up at him, his hands reached up, palms cupping the sides of your face, grinning lightly. “Seriously- knock it off, would you? You’re making me feel bad and I was the good one.”

A sigh whooshed out of your lungs. “How many more times should I say I’m sorry?” Genuinely asking him.

“None. You’re working too hard and it slipped by you. It happens. ...although.”

“Although?”

“I guess I could ask for one apology gift.”

“Anything.” At this point? Pretty much anything in the world. Even if giving him that much power was extremely dangerous.

“Keep your schedule clear for the next couple of weeks. Let’s go somewhere.”

Ah, an anniversary vacation? Maybe that wouldn’t be so bad… you found a real smile this time. “Where do you wanna go?”

He shrugged, leaning in to kiss you briefly. “Doesn’t matter. Just be with me. And I’ll be with you.”

A tough promise to make- equally for the both of you. But if he wanted to commit, you did just as much. Reaching up you wrapped your arms around his neck and the kisses moved from brief to lingering. In between one and the next, “Are we planning on sight seeing?”

“-probably won’t leave the hotel-”

“Somewhere quiet then- penthouse suite- with- ...good room service-” His lips interrupting between each thought until there simply wasn’t any left.

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It was almost no surprise that the two of you landed in another penthouse suite on 5th Ave in New York City. For some reason there was just a pull there. Probably because construction started on Stark Tower in a few weeks, and if you were planning on being holed up in one place for an anniversary vacation… it was better to be right there when the presser started. Less flight time. Easier.

At least that’s what you told yourself, and Tony. But at the very least it was about the only thing you had to explain. Because the moment after the door to the high up luxury room closed behind the two of you, there was very little coherent words had.

You slipped him out of his coat, and he helped you out of yours. The chill in the city was terrible compared to your sunny California. But even out of all your clothes, it was easy to delight in the warmth of his body right next to yours under the covers. Sometimes on top of yours. Sometimes underneath. And just the one time behind, on your hands and knees, senseless to his rhythm until his hands slid up your sides and pulled you up, backwards into him. Holding you there while his hips rolled in sweet, shallow thrusts, your head back against his shoulder, while he laid long lines of kisses to your neck.

The two of you carried on for what seemed like days just tangled in each other. Something you realized you both sorely needed. Just time with each other. Only each other. Nothing to bother you or get between you. Nothing to think about but him.

Except maybe what had brought this on.

A year. It had been a whole year since you’d kissed him and since he’d put you both on the superhero track. Crazy as that was. And getting crazier all the time. It hadn’t all been bliss, either. Most of it hadn’t even been easy. But lying in his arms as the sun set, falling asleep after another long session of skin-on-skin, your reflections led you to the same place they always did.

You loved him. And you wouldn’t change your life for anything.

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Snow was settling over the city in a thick blanket the next morning when you finally got out of your oversized bed. Tony seemed to have been up for a while already, sitting at the cozy little table by the large windows with a cup of coffee in hand. After a quick wash of your face, a little comb of what really could only be described as wild sex hair, and a brush of your teeth, you put on a robe loosely and came over to sit across from him.

His handsome smile greeted you, stirring up the same feelings the two of you had been marinating in for days now. It was dangerous, you realized, how easy it was to get swept up by him. But for now, it was just simply wonderful. He got up without a word, leaning in to press a kiss to your cheek, and went to the kitchen, returning with a perfect cup of coffee for you.

You thanked him with a warm murmur and an even warmer kiss that almost started a path to getting back into bed. Both disappointed and relieved he ended it when he found the sense to do so. Much like you, he’d taken to wearing a robe half open, and some pajama pants you hardly recognized. Not that it mattered. Even just to see him so relaxed and casual was a blessing. He went back to reading something on his phone and you caught yourself staring at the vision of him.

He’d let more stubble grow in, unable to effectively groom while the two of you were too caught up, and his hair was messy and wonderful. Whatever he was reading, he was intently focused on it- and despite yourself your eyes dropped lower. Catching the sight of the Arc Reactor. You thought you’d gotten used to it by now, after everything. But, even so…

“You ever wonder what would have happened if that hadn’t happened?” The fact that he caught you staring without even looking at you put guilt hot and heavy into your chest.

“No.” Surprisingly, this was the truth. Maybe it was because you hadn’t had time to dwell on all the what ifs, or maybe it was just that you were too happy to do so. Either way… “Should I? Are you?”

Anniversaries often brought about reflections, you guessed…

“Not much to think about.” He was probably right about that. The future of that timeline was probably bleak. He’d have carried on being an arrogant weapon mongering jackass. And you… would either still be playing ball for his team or would have walked. Not the happiest of paths.

And yet. “But you are.” Otherwise why bring it up? “Is something wrong?” Should you take offense to the fact that the two of you had been having sex for days and now he was wondering how he’d ended up here?

“Not wrong.” He put his phone down, reaching to put his hand over yours. Soothing your feelings at least. “Did I ever tell you I thought about you in that cave?”

The words struck you hard, like a hand across the face. Such a dynamic shift in tone. That’s what he was thinking about? “No-? I don’t think so- I can’t imagine why.” Anxiety spiked in a cold wave. You hadn’t been expecting this, and you weren’t sure you were prepared for it. Tony had yet to really talk about his kidnapping. His torture. How he’d ended up like this.

“They had a man there. Yinsen. He performed the initial surgery on me to keep me alive. I was part of the problem that had burned his village to the ground. And I kept thinking about every time you fought with me. And that you’d been right the whole time.”

You were stuck in place while he spoke so softly and so intimately about what had happened to him. Unable to move, really. And you really had no idea what to say to it. But he’d said something like this to you before, when he’d come back. Now you fully understood why.

You were the only one not looking the other way on me. Even on my payroll. You knew what was right. And you never compromised.

He really had been mulling it over.

“Is Yinsen…?” Alive somewhere? You hoped. But you also knew that was not how this ended.

“He helped me get out. He didn’t make it.” His eyes finally broke from yours, going downcast.

You gave his hand a squeeze. “I’m sorry, Tony.” Truly.

There was a long pause that you let hang, unsure of what to say. His reflections cast a soft shade of blue around the room that you tried not to get caught up in, inevitable though it was. Even after all this time he seemed to be struggling with the very thing that had brought you both right where you were.

“Tony...”

His eyes lifted, and the bare smile he was wearing wasn’t untruthful, but it was pained. “The last words he said to me were, don’t waste it. Don’t waste your life.”

“You haven’t.” Quick. Quick because you were absolutely sure. Tony hadn’t always been a good person, but he was much better now. And getting better every day. Doing the best with what he had, and making the best choices he could … relatively speaking.

That small smile turned into a warm glow and the blue dissipated all at once. “I know.” His fingers linked with yours, just holding on to you.

It all made sense now. It was more than just the fact that he’d gotten kidnapped. Tortured. This. This that had happened to him at the same time had caused him to hit the ground running as soon as he’d gotten home. Even if it had caused a lot of trouble- and in some ways still was. But it also explained why he’d been running so hard towards you.

Until that time right before the press conference when you’d finally found yourself running in the same direction.

He’d latched on to the one constant in his life both before and after.

You.

“I love you, Tony. I wouldn’t change what happened. I know I’m where I’m supposed to be.”

His grin was light, a little quirk at the corner of his mouth as he lifted your hand closer and pressed a kiss to the back. “Me, too. Just checking.”

Tilting your hand from his, you turned it inward to cup his cheek in your palm. He easily leaned in, eyes dropping half-lidded. “Happy anniversary.”

Sliding his hand over yours at his cheek, he kept you there, turning just a little to press yet another kiss, this time to the bottom of your palm. “Happy anniversary. Back to bed?”

You sensed the jittery anxiousness in him after unloading something that heavy that he’d been carrying around. He wanted to run and put it away again. “In a little while. Let me finish my coffee.” Getting up from your spot you moved to sit right next to him, laying your head on him as his arm came around you. “Let’s just be for a little while.” He picked up his own mug, taking a slow sip, nodding in agreement. In the quiet, you let him know.

I love you.

Eyes closed, you felt his smile, and the soft oncoming roll of contentment. The evaporation of that nervousness.

“I love you, too.”

#Tony Stark #Tony Stark x Reader #INY Chapter Forty Three

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