hi i wrote a fic inspired by some of your posts. just wanted to let you know in case you randomly came across it and were like wait a minute that sounds familiar lol. it’s https://archiveofourown.org/works/37763944 if you have any interest in checking it out :)
Omg I loved it. So cute and soft. I love fics like this, just nice quiet character-focused snippets. Thanks so much for sharing 🥰
My biggest beef with the Joker is that he isn’t fucking funny.
He’s a level 2 jester performing for a level 10 king. His jokes are basic. There’s no rhythm to his punchlines. His slapstick is poorly timed. He has absolutely no sense of comedic rhythm and it destroys his whole aesthetic. His comedy relies on prior knowledge of his awful unfunny crimes and therefore doesn’t land 99% of the time. He doesn’t understand that fine line between mean and funny. He over-explains his jokes.
Overall, just a cringe wannabe clown who needs to brush his teeth. Someone sit his ass down and make him watch Seinfeld.
Someone: oh there’s this show I’m watching... oh, nevermind, it’s silly you probably don’t wanna hear about it
Me, knowing fully well how much it sucks to have your passions invalidated and how cool it is to rant about something you love:
Chris Evans as Curtis Everett
Snowpiercer - The Art And Making Of The Movie
I love this
Summary: An offhand comment about you being too heavy for your boyfriend to pick up, offends Bucky more than you thought possible. Now he has to show you how wrong you are.
Pairing: Beefy Bucky Barnes x Reader
Warnings: Implied smut, fluff
A/N: Prompt based on an ask from @marvelmaree. Not beta’d all mistakes are my own.
𝘗𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵, 𝘳𝘦𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 (𝘐 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵)
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The first time you mentioned it, it was a casual remark, you didn’t think anything of it, but Bucky was confused. Very confused. He thought maybe it was some strange saying women from this time said. But it bothered him that you wouldn’t let him help you.
So he brought it up to Sam, explaining how he tried to lift you up so that you could reach into the back of the top cabinet, however, you gently slapped his hands away saying you were too much, too heavy and he would throw out his back.
That led to an entire conversation that he never thought he would have. He never considered that you would have any insecurities, why would he when Bucky thought you were perfection.
He spent the entire drive home mulling it over and the only flaw that he could come up with was that you didn’t think he couldn’t lift you up, that you believed that you were too heavy for him.
And he did not like that.
When he walked into the house, Bucky found you sitting on the couch watching Netflix, he studied you for a good five minutes, getting closer and closer until his nose was touching yours.
You look up from the screen to see an irate Bucky glaring at you, and you can’t figure out why. “Uh, Bucky, you okay?” you ask slowly, moving back into the cushions.
“You don’t think I can handle you, huh?” he challenges, placing his arms around you, “you think you’re too heavy for me?” His offended tone lingering in the air.
You stammer out, “well I, I mean, I didn’t want you to drop me or anything.”
And that sets him off. He has plans already forming in his mind. He nods, his narrowed blue eyes peering into yours, “okay then, doll.”
He walks away with a laugh, “we’ll see about that.”
You stare at his retreating body. “We shall see about that!”
That night, you’re walking out of the bathroom about to go to sleep when he scoops you up with his right hand and holds you in the air, ignoring your startled shrieks, he walks around to your side of the bed and gently lays you down.
You look up shocked and mildly confused for the second time today, Bucky smirks at you and places a kiss on your lips.
“Goodnight, doll.” He has a smug air about him, his blue eyes telling you he’s right and you’re wrong. It’s intoxicating, and he loves it. Not as much as he loves you but it’s pretty damn close
The next morning, the previous incident is forgotten as you drag yourself awake and search for the caffeine you need to survive Monday. You shuffle to the kitchen, a quick press of a button on the fancy machine that Tony gave you, and the familiar aroma of coffee floats through the air.
this is strangely comforting????
You need a fake boyfriend to chase off an ex or some other creep. There’s two men in the crowd you’d consider asking to pretend to know you and help chase this other guy away. Do you pick mafia Bucky or lumberjack Bucky? Is there another guy in the room that I’m not seeing that you would want over these two?
Pairing: Beefy Lumberjack Bucky x Reader
Warnings: implied past abusive relationship (omc x reader) protective Bucky
Word count: 965
A/N: Written on my phone. Don't copy,rewrite, translate, or repost my work.
You've been dodging your creepy ex all night but he's getting more persistent and frankly, you're frightened of what he's going to do.
It took everything you had to break up with him. The last time you left him, he found you and dragged you back. No one had helped you then. You can't let that happen again. Clutching your fist to your mouth, you hold back a sob. You can't let that happen again, you can't.
Looking around the room, you see a tall man with chestnut hair and clear blue eyes. A bright, genuine smile cutting across his bearded face as he speaks.
You go to him because he radiates a gentle energy and he towers over everyone in the room. You don't why but he seems safe. You say a silent prayer that for once in your life your instincts about a man are right.
Looking over your shoulder, you see your ex stalking towards you, his bleary eyes staring you down. He’s drunk and when he drinks, he gets even meaner.
Fear knots in your belly, an all too familiar sensation that sent a jolt of adrenaline through your veins.
I am speechless!!!!! This was so warm and comforting to my heart! The way he took care of the readers ex boyfriend but could turn around and attend to the reader in a whole 180 was pure bliss!!!!!!!!! I loved it just amazing
Thank you. This was fun to write and I love this Bucky!
this was so cute! the comfort and the fact that he was just super respectful and sweet just-
Thank you!
Pairing: Bartender and Roommate! Bucky Barnes x F! reader
Summary: Your boyfriend cheats on you, and now you have nowhere to go. So when you found an ad for a shared loft, you didn't hesitate to say yes. Come to the realization that you will be sharing it with four guys. Four guys, one of them who is extremely hot and zero brain cells between any of them. What else could you ask for?
A/N: Based on New girl and my love for Nick Miller. There will be smut in later chapters, I promise. Reblogs and comments are welcomed.
Chapter 1: Moving on
Chapter 2: Moving in
Chapter 3: Moving Forward
Charles: how's life with newborn twins going?
Magda, tearing up: Terrible. I didn't know someone could cry that much, Charles. Make it stop. I can't take it anymore.
Charles: Il'm sure Pietro and Wanda will outgrow it-
Magda: oh NO NO NO The twins are angels, they're no trouble at all
Charles:
Charles: but you just said-
Erik, from Pietro and Wanda's bedroom: *sobbing loudly* I LOVE YOU SO MUCH
Ask: What would it be like to be the parental figure of Young Justice.
Well Anon, I got a little carried away with this ask, but I enjoyed doing it.
You weren’t sure how it happened. It wasn’t that you were complaining, you enjoyed it, but you just weren’t sure how it had happened. Probably because of Bruce’s bleeding heart. He picked up children like they were collectables.
You only became the ‘Teen Justice Mom’ because you didn’t like the idea of a group of teenagers running their own team and fighting villains. So you and Bruce started you open door policies, if anyone needed to talk both of you were available.
You honestly weren’t expecting any of the kids to take you up on your offer, but one night at midnight you heard a crash in your apartment, startling you out of bed. You ran out of your room to see Artemis desperately trying to clean up the nick-nacks that had been on your window sill. You opened your mouth to say something, anything really, but Artemis just said, “I thought you and the Batman were together.”
This is still my emotional support fluff fic
I am once again reminded why I'm a Guillermo del Toro Stan. They literally set up one of the best movie relationships ever. And then they don't even throw in an unnecessary kiss or anything.
Like... The chemistry between them was there. The set up was perfect. The relationship absolutely believable. And in the end they had the perfect moment for one of those dramatic kisses. And I wouldn't even have been mad about it.
And then they didn't. They left it open. You can just read the whole thing as strictly platonic (or romantic if you want to). And I love that decision so much. Cause why does it always have to be romance? Why can't they just be perfectly compatible but as friends.
And another thing. I don't know how but they played the whole movie in a way that I wouldn't even have minded him (or both of them) dying. I literally wouldn't have been mad if all of the main characters died in the end. Because it would've made sense in universe. And it felt earned.
(of course im glad they didn't even if his sudden wake up with a snarky one liner was super unbelievable, but who cares right?)
I'm just... Man. That just turned into one of my fav film of all times. On first viewing
Sylvie:”I don’t get it,how do you two work so well together?”
Loki:”We have the exact same life philosphy.The only people you can really trust are the ones you know will stab you in the back at the first given opportunity”
Mobius:”So naturally we trust each other completely”
“You say ‘dangerous sociopath with a history of violence’ like it’s a bad thing.”
— Nick Stratos probably
