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Mrs. Barton (Clint BartonXReader)Clint BartonXReader
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Gunfire was all around, and I was shooting back. I always was the one to refuse to use my powers when I was on a mission. My partner and I are to take down this Hydra base in Texas. The state that can kill you with its heat, how I am not dead from the temperature of this place is news to me. I am just trying to survive the heat more than focus on taking this place down.
“Hawkeye, hurry up already! I am dying out here!” I shout into the communicator. My job is to distract all the guards on the outside, so Clint can go in get the files and place the bombs to blow the place up. Although he is to make sure that those who are not suppose to be there are safe and sound. ‘So I need to stall for 30 minutes, or that’s what he said, it has been 1 hour and 45 minuties. No of course I’m not counting the time it takes him, oh wait yes I am, he is taking FOREVER!’
“Relax Pyshc I am almost done here.
Why'd you pick that one and not the other one? There weren’t many places open past midnight, but chances were you had to have a form of identification to get in. The case was the same in Zephyr and Gale’s situation.
A couple of months had passed since Zephyr’s induction into college, and there was something Gale wanted to do, well, something he wanted to get, to celebrate.
But no matter how many times Zephyr asked he wouldn’t tell.
“There’s no rush,” he’d always say, as if saying so would deter Zephyr’s intense amount of persistence. He’d wave it off, as if it was nothing.
Zephyr raised a skeptical eyebrow as Gale turned the wheel into the parking lot of their destination.
But that was before he could see the sign. His face immediately colored several shades of pink. “H-here? What could we possi
El OrgulloAtención, esto es:
*Morby (Mordecai x Rigby)
Nota: Todo lo dice Rigby >w<
De verdad que odiaba esos momentos.
En los que Mordecai lo abrazaba sin razón aparente, cuando le robaba un beso, y a pesar de alegar constantemente su enorme sonrojo solo conseguía que el mayor lo volviera a besar. Sucesos como esos los detestaba.
Él tenía su orgullo, no era muy expresivo con esa clase de sentimientos. Nadie, absolutamente nadie le podía decir algo equivocado, ya que salvó muchas veces el parque.
No solo él, también los demás.
Pero claro, le gustaba llevarse el credito
Volviendo al tema, odiaba cuando se le acercaba demasiado, se podían ver cara a cara, aunque no quería verlo, si no percibiría los fuertes latidos de su corazón. Cuando quería ser fuerte, cuando pensaba que podía ser alguien rudo viene Mordecai y le arruina sus plan
Fiolee- A un paso mas Cap.78Fionna y Marshall estaban enfrente del lago sentados pegados uno al otro. Mientras que Fionna estaba recargada al hombro de Marshall, en la rodeaba por la espalda con el brazo juntándolos mas.
Fionna: m-m-me....me- gas...a..
Marshall con el brazo con el que rodeaba a Fionna, la giro hacia él, para darle un beso en la frente
Marshall: a mí también me gustas
Fionna estaba en shock y un poco sonrojada, el corazón le latía muy rápido, no podía reaccionar, todo lo que pudo hacer es abalanzarse sobro Marshall en un abrazo
Marshall: jumm...que linda
Marshall pego la cabeza de Fionna contra su pecho, mientras se recostaba en el pasto. Se quedaron así un rato, hasta que a Fionna le entro sueño, y se empezó a dormir en el pecho del vampiro. Quien se dio cuenta a los segundos, la miro con ternura como respiraba muy cansada y hondamente
Marshall: que tierna,
Something AboutHe said there was something about the way I looked, the face I made, the sips I took.
Every morning I wake, splash some water on my face, and head outside to practice my yoga uninterrupted.
But this morning was different.
This morning I lowered my hands under the cool running water of the sink, rubbed it against my aching eyes.
And when I opened them, in the darkness of the early morning was a streak of brilliant orange reflected in the mirror.
As I paused, he knew I had seen it.
His warm arms wrapped around my waist from behind. He held me tightly against him, whispered excuses as to why he did so.
Something about this morning, the lighting, my tears, I don't know what it was exactly, but it kept him there next to me.
He watched me as I sipped my tea, with that sadness in his eyes, but he smiled.
And I knew. It wasn't me he saw.
But he had no idea.
He says there is something about the way I look, the faces I make, the sips I take.
I chose to stay in bed this morning. I didn't particul
Una boda, una pareja y un chantaje Parte 16ANTERIORMENTE
Glad: Miren esto -pone un video en el que el avion en donde iban Thomas y Lon estallaban
Ferb: No es posible, ¡Thomas!
Phin: Chicos -deprimido
Glad: Y todo por culpa de Phineas -se apaga la pantalla
Ferb: Thomas, no, hijo lo siento -rompe a llorar
Anab: Lon....¿muerto? no puede ser es imposible -se cae de rodillas llorando- ¡¡Looooooooon!!
Phin: ¡¡¡¡Chico es imposible!!!!, ¡¡¡¡si estubieran muertos habria miles de trozos del avion pero no salio ni un troza!!!!
Anab: Esa voz...¡¿Phineas?!
Ferb: Phineas ¿eres tu?
Pphin: ¡¡¡Pensadlo en el video no se ve caer ni un trozo es imposible que hayan muerto son vuestros hijos!!!
Ferb: Es verdad mas vale que me de prisa -empieza a correr
Anab: Lon no esta muerto, no ha muerto -sale corriendo
EN LA PLANTA SIETE
Glad: Me parece que
Hot LoveI looked inside. I can hardly remember anything except for sliced white bread sandwiches going hard with sliced tomato and ham on them, and milk maybe, and pop. But then I can’t remember what I was looking for. All I know is that in the other room was a twentyish Chinese girl who I was rapidly falling in love with.
In my mind’s eye I can see her lying on the old green sofa next to the open door. I must remember…
Back at the big building I remember seeing people switching pool cues or snooker cues from their own personal case to the ones in the rack of the… hospital? Barracks? Or offices? I remember there being an old fashioned style reception desk where you spoke to people through a large hole in the wall and in it being two female uniformed Chinese middle aged women. I only saw the face of one of them. It looked like a face that understood beaurocracy but one that hid a warm maternal instinct.
I remember small Chinese men in uniform in their shirt sleeves
ShockHe kissed her; quick as lightning and just as shocking.
She looked at him, breathless.
He kissed her again, taking his time.
When she kissed him back, he pressed against her to share the shock.
I wonder if you felt the same way I did. Back then, I was completely oblivious to that and I didn't know it was me you were talking about. But when I look back on it now, I realize that it was me you were talking about when we sat outside the school. I don't know how I couldn't have realized that.
Do you remember the day we first met? I remember it fondly because it was the first time I talked to you. And it was the day you ruined my favorite shirt. I still haven't forgotten about it.
When I was walking towards you that day, I remember that my heart started pounding so hard, I thought that I was going to die. I became so disoriented and then you ran right into me. I laugh at it now, thinking about how I must've looked with spaghetti sauce all over me. You looked at me with a look only you could give. But then everyone started laughing at me and I was just so shy back then. I ran away, crying.
When I think about what happened after that, I laugh even harder. I stood in the bathroo
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