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100 Dialogue Prompts: Part 2

We did it amigos. Another list! I am so grateful that you all are sharing your ideas to help inspire others (faith in humanity restored)

  1. “Where is my fucking pudding?!”
  2. “I thought we agreed to never use butter for that reason again…”
  3. “Well if it’s the guy who never shuts up about toilet paper!”
  4. “Honey, did you see my sniper rifle?”
  5. “Oops…”
  6. “God damn it he died. Whatever. Just leave him there.”
  7. “Listen, I know you’re upset, but please put down the baking soda before someone gets hurt.”
  8. “Look, about the monkey…”
  9. “I don’t understand! I only used a finger.”
  10. “It’s not as hard as you think, I promise.”
  11. “well this is what i call hell of a night”
  12. “How could an entire school disappear?”
  13. “What do you mean the brownies are "not quite brownies”?“
  14. "Yes, I understand that its cool, but why does your toaster have wings?” “Well its alive of course. It flies.”
  15. “Don’t turn that on!”
  16. “Wait…I’m also- technically- underage and you’re a stranger…should I be screaming also?”
  17. “I though you meant "literally” metaphorically. “
  18. "Ok so don’t get mad but I might have started a war.”
  19. “Good morning… I see the assassins failed again.”
  20. “You’re a murderer, how are you working at a hospital?”
  21. “That cat just stole my cereal!”
  22. “Did you see that? Please tell me you saw it.”
  23. “Hey, can you stop shooting people right now? We’re trying to sleep.”
  25. “If you think I’m leaving you and your demon eyes and evil horns you’re wrong.”
  26. “What do you mean, this isn’t Earth?”
  27. “Damn it, ____! Not peanuts again!”
  28. “Why did I just press the big red button?”
  29. “So tell me again why this dead body is being sent to Goodwill?”
  30. “Lucifer, I know that we said we would share rent but you never said anything about your brother living with us.”
  31. “God dammit, I’m supposed to be a bat! Why the hell am I a possum, Karen?!”
  32. “Sarah, where’s the dog?” “Up in space?”
  33. “You had only one job and it wasn’t even a difficult task, but seriously, how did you end up like this!?”
  34. “Well I never said I WASN’T going to kill the bartender …”
  35. “I mean, it was only a small eldritch being, so it wasn’t that bad…”
  36. “Hold me back bro!”
  37. “I think there’s a new lifeform evolving in my fridge.”
  38. “WHAT THE FUCK?!”
  39. “Can we have lunch now, or do you still want to continue looking at dead people?”
  40. “I can’t believe you ate my cheese…we’re over”
  41. “Sometimes I wonder why we’re still friends.” “Because I turned you into a cyborg after being shredded by an explosion and you owe me.” “…Fair enough.”
  42. “Well, I didn’t quite expect to wake up pregnant either and yet… here we are, so can you please pass me that can of bread?”
  43. “Ok, I know I said ‘You can throw a hairbrush at them’, but I didn’t actually mean it!”
  44. “When I told you to feed the dog I didn’t expect you to feed him the neighbors cat.”
  45. “Clearly, you’ve never gotten rid of a body before…”
  46. “This sort of thing never happened when I was dating your brother.”
  47. Sometimes, I wonder about you. And then I worry.“
  48. ” Wait, wait, wait, start from the very beginning. how did you manage to set the house on fire with that??“
  49. "For fucks sake, dude, how many times do I have to tell you that that’s not what penises are for?”
  50. “One woman’s terrorist is another woman’s freedom fighter.”
  51. “This isn’t right… the humans shouldn’t be able to move on their own.”
  52. “Why is unicorn blood on our shopping list?”
  53. “Must you unhinge your jaw like that when you eat? It’s disgusting.”
  54. “You’ve violated the law, my trust, and your friend. Tell me, why should I believe anything you say?”
  55. “No, no don’t open the fridge, I need to keep they eyeballs cold.”
  56. “did he break his jaw again by falling down a flight of stairs?” “Passive aggressive much?”
  57. “For the last time, put the declaration of independence back!”
  58. "That isn’t permanent, right?”
  59. “You know, ripping someone’s beating heart right out of their chest with your bare hand looks cool in anime, but irl it’s just unsanitary…”
  60. “She didn’t tell you” “Tell me what” “He’s dead”
  61. “But his dad is an asshole–” “HIS AUTHOR IS AN ASSHOLE”
  62. “You are here and you haven’t tried to kill me yet. You must want something from me.”
  63. “The salesperson made a flying tentacle monster sound a lot more alluring, I swear!”
  64. “Okay…the radiator just growled at me”
  65. “Dude, were you listening to me? Why are you barking?” “I’m not barking. I thought YOU were barking!”
  66. “How did you get that bump on your lip”
  67. “Buddy. You need to chill, and put that knife away before I get out my gun.”
  68. “ ” I dare you to take your shirt off" “ no” “ I doubledare you” “No” “I tripledare you” “ god dammit Steve , im not wearing a Shirt!”“
  69. "Why the fuck are there founding fathers in our living room”
  70. “Girls only say 'I will not dignify that with a response.’ when they’ve done the thing you’ve just accused them of.” “Do you know this, because you’ve done it?” “I will not dignify that with a response.”
  71. “They think we’re terrible but really we’re only mediocre”
  72. “You’d think by now we’d stop bringing death into these things. Look at them, they have anxiety!”
  73. “Ok, first of all asshat, stop touching me. Second, that is never going to work out! Third, stop TOUCHING me.”
  74. “So if I do understand, you’re telling me that you created insects robots. The same one that destroyed the city. ”
  75. “Why is THIS in your fridge? This is some serious contraband.”
  76. “Please tell me you’re joking about marrying the bastard’s son we call Satan.” “ Don’t talk about your mother like that!!”
  77. “Did you explode the microwave again?!”
  78. "Honey where’s the dog?” “Like I said, I’m making a smoothie.”
  79. “Fifteen bucks you can’t hook up with Satan.” “Make it twenty.”
  80. “I don’t know, maybe because he has some semblance of taste?
  81. "What could possibly make you think eating three tons of cheese for the mice in radiation-test labs was okay?!”
  82. “Who actually let the dogs out?”
  83. “Hey, you don’t know how many bodies are buried in my backyard.”
  84. “I told you to kill me.” “I did. Just this morning.” “Well, shit!”
  85. “So… This isn’t the end, is it? I mean I still want to hang out with you at least. Maybe go for another space adventure, hm?”
  86. “I’m sorry, it was the HEAT OF THE MOMENT,”
  87. "Hey, wanna go out for a romantic moonlight killing spree?”
  88. “So, you’re into …..? Huh, I never would’ve known.”
  89. “Did you hear that scream?” “Yes, I’m the one who screamed”
  90. “What are you doing?”
  91. “But really, why would anyone need two dozen armadillos?”
  92. “You can’t keep 'solving’ your problems by going to another dimension!”
  93. “I still can’t believe you assassinated a unicorn.”
  94. “Wait, you have FOUR knives?” “No, no. I have four knives ON me.”
  95. “I’ve killed a man using only a copy of Hamlet and a computer mouse. I am NOT afraid of you!" 
  96. "What the hell are those?”
  97. “Are you sure you’re not an arsonist?”
  98. “I know, right? You’d suspect any of them of secretly being an alien, but not…”
  99. “Why didn’t you stop?”
  100. “So, start explaining why there are dozens of puppies in my guest room.”

Let’s make another list. Part 3! Leave a reply and don’t forget the double quotes “”. I want to give everyone a chance to contribute to our community. So as always, one prompt per amigo. Dankje! 

5 Reasons Why We Love Rhysand

#1 Using his power for the greater good…or not

“So considerate. Though I can’t believe you kicked everyone out of the house so you could take me to bed.”

“One of the many benefits to being High Lord.”

“What a terrible abuse of power.”

#2 Life priorities as a High Lord

“Too bad there isn’t room in the tub for two.” 

“A design flaw, and one I shall remedy tomorrow.”’

#3 The true burden of a High Lord

Don’t they know by now that they can find you down here?

Of course. But I never go to the same spot twice in a row, so it usually takes them so long to find me that they don’t bother. Plus, they know that if I’m here, it’s because I want to be alone.

Poor baby High Lord, I crooned. Having to run away to find solitude perfect for brooding.

#4 Mature, serious, responsible ruler

Rhys pinched my behind, and I clamped down on my lip to keep from yelping. I could have sworn Clotho’s shoulders shook with laughter.


Rhys slid his hands into his pockets. “I figure it’s time for the world to know who really has the largest wingspan.” Cassian laughed, and even Azriel smiled. Mor gave me a look that had me biting my lip to keep from.

#5 Best teacher of his time

“I believe my little lessons helped.”

“Yes, ‘Rhys is the greatest lover a female can hope for’ is undoubtedly how I learned to read.”

“I was only trying to tell you what you now know.”


# Rhysand? Competitive? Never!

“I need—a toilet.” [Nesta]

I met Rhys’s stare as he prowled in behind her, hands in his pockets. What did you do? His brows shot up.

Me? Rhys leaned against the bottom post of the banister. She complained that I was flying deliberately slow. So I went fast.


Mercifully, or perhaps not, Nesta’s retching filled the silence. Cassian gaped at Rhys. “What did you do?” “I asked him the same thing,” I said, crossing my arms. “He said he ‘went fast.’ ”

Nesta vomited again—then silence. Cassian sighed at the ceiling. “She’ll never fly again.”

Quotes from ACOWAR by Sarah J. Maas

Faking it

I’m from wales, uk and this happened in year 8. So there was this one girl called Sarah and she was such a drama queen I was friends with her and had been since year 2, anyways, every year she’d tell everyone oh I’m moving soon, I’m going back to England and whatever else she thought to make up but we just ignored her like usual. So this one particular year she’d said it and we were like just pretending for her saying stuff like ‘aw really?’ And ‘I bet you’re pleased’ and things even though we knew she was lying but we wanted her to feel happy so we went along with it but I guess she thought we were being sarcastic or just didn’t care at all because a the next week at school she came in and told us her mother had cancer and she like teared up and everything and we tried our best to keep her mind off it and things obviously feeling bad for her. I went home that day and told my mam, she knew Sarah’s big sister Abbey and messaged her that night saying how she was there if Abbey needed to talk about it and things but basically she had told us that it wasn’t true and everything so the next day at school I’d told the rest of the girls before we saw Sarah that it wasn’t true so that day we told her we knew the truth and none of us wanted to speak to her really that day because we were so mad at her for lying about something like that. Bare in mind she had plenty of friends so it wasn’t like she was all alone by us not speaking to her. She ended up telling the teachers that me and my 3 other friends were bullying her. I was in class with one of the girls, Sammy, and we got pulled out of class by our head of year Miss Matthews, she didn’t bother shutting the door to the class so ever one could see us and she was shouting at us that we were vile little girls and that we shouldn’t have friends if we were to treat them like that and things, no word of a lie her face was about 2 inches away from ours and she’d spat on our faces as she was shouting and it was so humiliating that me and Sammy ended up crying and we were shaking. We went to the head of year 9 and told her what had happened and why we simply weren’t talking to Sarah and Mrs Davies relayed that to Miss Matthews and we had an apology off her. We went back to class and about 2 hours later we got pulled from another class and we were so puzzled Mrs Davies opened the door and we found our other two friend Cara and Emily sat round a table opposite from Sarah so we sat the with the girls. Sarah was forced to apologise to us all but we still weren’t happy with her at all it was such a sick thing to lie about, so we went about the rest of the day and we still didn’t really want to talk to her after everything and we had told her that and the Mrs Davies and she said well that’s fair enough. We then get pulled out of class the next day, turns out Sarah had tried telling a different teacher about us “bullying” her but luckily the teacher already knew what Sarah was trying to do and he pulled us out of class and we went to watch the boys rugby match on the field with him while Sarah was put in isolation waiting for the head teacher to talk to her. She tried that stunt with a bunch of other teachers and of course they have to take us out of class as procedure or something but each time we were told nothing was going to happen it’s just her stirring things up again and one teacher Mr Hughes even drove half hour away to get us all a McDonald’s meal while we sat in his class listening to Christmas songs and decorating ready for a class party. Sorry it was so long but I thought I’d share this. I’m sorry but you just don’t lie about Cancer for attention. Jokes on her because we got to keep our grades up and still got to be out of lessons a lot and messing around while she was under head teacher supervision.

Humans are weird: Fears

Like just think of how we are the dominate species on Earth, we have conquered so much and uncovered the impossible yet we are fearful of things that might seems mundane to another race.

Zar'chaken was making his rounds around the deck of the ship as per usual. After supper most of the crew retired to the cabins to prepare for bed. Of course Zar'chaken didn’t particularly participate in this activity due to the limited sleep required for his survival, resulting in his adopted duty of roaming the halls and keeping a watch on things.

As of late, Zar'chaken has become very interested in the behaviors of the Humans. He has observed them and it seems that each one seems to be different in some way, unlike the Charkren species which are very uniform.

Tonight he finds one lagging behind in the common space reading some sort of “thriller” text as the female Human had informed him earlier that day. Down the hall he could hear the image monitor, or “tv”, playing quietly as a couple Human crew members watched the screen.
As he continued, he passed the sleeping quarters where there was little noise. Except for tonight.

A startling high-pitch scream disrupted this peacefulness immediately. Zar'chaken rushed to the sound. Entering the room he turned on the light and his four eyes landed upon the being making the noise. Human Sarah was standing on an office chair dressed in her night clothing and clenching a pillow in her arms. The screams died down when she noticed the other entity in the room.

“Zar!” She half yelled half panted when she recognized him through her disorientation. She was shaking and hunched into a position unlike that of her normal fighting stance. Before he could ask her if she was not injured, she spoke again. “Help, there’s a- there’s a..” she pointed to her bed, covers thrown to the floor in a hurry. At first Zar'chaken did not understand what Human Sarah was pointing to. He cautiously moved closer to the bed until he was able to spot what she had been scared of. On top of the mattress laid a small black dot, Zar'chaken had to crouch down in order to properly examine the intruder. The spider was very small, from his guess it was no bigger that Human Sarah’s eye and yet she was afraid of it. From what he could remember, she had faced many opponents larger than she, but was firm and unintimidated by them. She is well known around the crew as fearless and incomparable in hand-to-hand combat. Which made her behavior now only further puzzling to the Charkren.

“Human Sarah, I do not understand why you are frightened. Did you have an unpleasant dream?” He offered, because how could an unimpressive creature scare a Human.
“No, Zar! The spider! Right there!” She pointed at the black spot on the mattress again, “It- it crawled on me and woke me up! I hate those things.”
“Oh I understand now. The specimen startled you awake and that is why you called out. It is okay now.”
“No, you don’t understand, it needs to go.”
Zar'chaken looked at the small insect before looking at his Human crew mate in confusion again. “The spider?” He asked to clarify.
“Yes. That disgusting thing needs to be disposed of before I’m getting off this chair.”
Still unsure of her behavior, but recognizing her resolve he reluctantly complied and scooped the arachnid into his tentacles and made his way to the door. He only glanced at Human Sarah when she made a repulsive noise.
“What are you going to do with it?” She asked curiously.
“A spider eats other insects such as flies, I’m sure it will do fine near the garbage unit. It is far from where you venture so I assume you will not see it again.”
Human Sarah let out a sigh as she climbed down from the chair. “I better not.”

As Zar'chaken departed from the Human’s chambers, he looked down at the spider still confused about the encounter. However he did learn that Humans are frightened of arachnids…unless this is a trait only Human Sarah possesses. He will only have to test the other Humans aboard the ship to know.


hello loves! so its been a while since i wrote something that i wanted to write, so i decided to take a break from the requests and write something i wanted to. dont worry, its just one, next time will be a request. this is going to be based on the song ‘Friends’ by ed sheeran because im an angsty little bitch. anyways, keep sending in requests hope you enjoy!

We’re not, no we’re not friends, nor have we ever been.
We just try to keep those secrets in a lie,
And if they find out, will it all go wrong?
And Heaven knows, no one wants it to.

“C’mon love, where’s your sense of adventure!” Harry shouted at you over the pounding bass in whatever club you had wandered into. Tonight was Harry’s birthday, a respectable day that the two of you usually spent together, but when night would hit, you both would pick up your other friends and hit the town. It was a nice tradition you had stuck to for many years. 

But now Harry was drunker than when you arrived and he thought it would be a good idea if you all took a quick trip to his LA home to visit all of his friends in LA. You thought it was adorable that he wanted everyone he loved to be included on this special day, but being in London defeated the idea of flying 12 hours. Plus, Harry would fall asleep within the first 20 minutes and not remember why he was in LA when he woke up.

“My sense of adventure is completely here, but it wants to stay in this city!” you yelled back to him. You reached out for his hand to pull him towards the door. All of his other friends had left for the evening, and you were ready to head out as well. Harry tried to fight you, but your sober state was not a match for his intoxicated one. You got him safely out of the club, and you both stood waiting for the valet to pull your car around.

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♥ MY OTPs ♥ *updated*

I wanted to do this again and show some of my new OTPs! 

(Not in order)

Reylo (star wars: the force awakens/the last jedi)

Originally posted by pixelrey

Chise x Elias (mahoutsukai no yome/the ancient magus bride) 

Originally posted by immanime

Wilde Hopps (zootopia)

Originally posted by green-eyed-heroine

Harley Quinn x The Joker (batman: the animated series etc.) 

Originally posted by unicorns-and-drugs

FinnRose (star wars: the last jedi) 

Originally posted by reylo-trash-lives-here

Stormpilot (star wars: the force awakens/the last jedi)

Originally posted by mamalaz

Jancy (stranger things)

Originally posted by lopezvalentina2

Mileven (stranger things)

Originally posted by shesavedus

Elisa x Asset (the shape of water)

Originally posted by ive-been-mistreated

Rumbelle (once upon a time)

Originally posted by mysafeexitfromtheworld

Ladynoir/Adrienette/MariChat/Ladrien (miraculous ladybug)

Originally posted by gordabby

Sarah x Jareth the Goblin King (labyrinth 1986) 

Originally posted by cupatty

Hattice (alice in wonderland 2010&2016)

Originally posted by xnourryx

Megamind x Roxanne Ritchi (megamind)

Originally posted by braincoins

Butterfly Bog (strange magic) 

Originally posted by pikuna


glinda for day nine ✨

Something in the way you move: Part 2

Relationships: Bucky Barnes x Reader

OC: Steve Rogers,Peggy Carter,Natasha Romanoff,Bruce Banner

Summary: Your brother-Steve Rogers- will marry  a week later. And what about you?

Warnings: fluff, implied smut

Word Count:4539

part 1


A/N: Hi guys, thank you for liking and reading first part. Hope you like it. Please warn me if I have made any grammar or spelling errors.Meanwhile, don’t hesitate to text and say your opinions. With love.x

“Is she dead?”

"She looks dead.”

     She felt she woke up from her sleep with voices. She went back to the warmth of her bed and turned in the bed where she slept. She tried to open her eyes with the breath she felt on her face. She took a deep breath while her eyelids weren’t being opened. The first thing she saw was the white ceiling. God, it was so bright. Her whole body was sore.

“Oh, my God, you’re alive.” She heard a familiar voice. Why did Natasha have to yell? She snorted when she was shutting the pillow in her face. All her sleep was lost. She tried to remember what happened when she realized she was lying on the couch in the living room. She was at the party last night, and she remembered she had the beer she held. She felt the sharp pain in her head when she remembered seeing Bucky with another girl. She remembered going into a crowded bar. The rest was nothing, the picture was blank. She sat on the couch. She snorted when she noticed that the muscles on her back hurt. When she took her face between her hands, she started massaging her temples.

“Aunty (Y/N).“ When someone attacked her, she lost her balance and lay back on the couch. She couldn’t stop smiling when she saw the little girl climbing her lap. Sarah, Natasha’s daughter, was smiling at her.

"Hello,sweetheart.” The little girl put her little hands on her belly and bent over.

“Hi. You look sick. “She let little hands walk on her face and smiled at her. She was giggling when she realized Sarah was trying to measure her fever. The curly long hair was tickled for her face.

“No, honey, your aunt drunk too much juice last night.” Bruce winked at (Y/N) when he took his daughter out of her lap.

“Daddy, I know what it’s like to drink alcohol. How old do you think I am?  Three? ”

     When she took a shower and returned to the living room, she found her friends and her brother at breakfast. A warm shower and a painkiller made her feel good. Her stomach was growling and she put her hand on her belly. She wouldn’t say no to some oatmeal. Steve, Peggy, Natasha, Bruce and Sarah were around the dining table. She realized how much she missed them when she’s hugging her old pals. Natasha and Bruce were married for ten years, and they had a perfect daughter. Sarah, who looks like a copy of her mother, grinned at her while licking finger-smeared chocolate.

“What did you drink last night? You seemed dead when you slept on the couch. “She knocked Bruce out of her eyes and grabbed the banana inside the bowl.

"Oh, Bruce, you always manage to compliment.” He was right, (Y/N) wanted to scream when she saw herself in the mirror. Her hair was balled up and her makeup was running on her face. Her clothes smelt like a dead skunk. Alcohol, smoking, sweat… She’d feel much better if she hadn’t left the party. She couldn’t understand why she bothered to see Bucky with another woman.

    Bucky wasn’t home. Her eyes were looking for him when she walked into the living room. She wanted to know how she got home, what she did after the party. And she wanted to know if he came home with a woman. Was it possible that Bucky was sleeping with another woman in his bed?

“Do you know (Y/N), I’ll be bouquet girl.” She threw away her thoughts and went back to talking at the table. They were talking about the wedding. (Y/N) was bored. She had no interest in all this wedding planning. Walk down the aisle, take your vows and accept the congratulations. That’s it, it’s over.

“Well done, dear, I’m sure you will gather everyone’s gaze.”

    Bucky walked through the door while she was taking a bite of your cereal. He left his bag at the entrance and took off his headphones. The sweat was on the T-shirt, and the basketball shorts were shaking off his butt.

“Hey guys, welcome.” When he saw her, he stopped smiling.  She looked at the man trying to give meaning. She frowned her eyebrows on when she thought he looked at her as if he had seen a monster. She must have done something wrong last night.

“Good morning, Bucky.” Bucky, who clearly didn’t care, greeted her with his head. (Y/N) was dying of curiosity. What could have done badly?

“Bucky, can you hold on? I need to ask you something. “Bucky stood in his bedroom door and looked at her.

"I need to shower, I stink.”


    Natasha and Bruce were wearing their jackets; (Y/N) watched them. They were going to double date as 2 couples.

“Thank you for keeping an eye on Sarah. For a long time, only the two of us couldn’t go anywhere. “Bruce kissed her on the cheek while holding her wife’s hand.

"It’ll be nice to feel young again.” Natasha smiled enthusiastically at (Y/N) and took her bag from the floor. When Steve and Peggy accompanied them, they came out of the door and (Y/N) closed the door.

      Sarah was watching cartoons on TV, eating popcorn on her lap. She remembered she had another thing to do before she joined her. Bucky ran away from her all day long. He was involved in the conversation by establishing short and simple sentences, and he didn’t look over the side (Y/N). When she knocked, she was waiting for a sound from inside the door of his room. When he told her to come, she shoved her body through the door. Bucky was focused on the laptop on his lap.

“Are you busy?” When the guy lifted his head and saw her, he hung up on his laptop and put it on the bed.

“No, is there a problem?” She had her arms on her chest and looked at him. Why was he acting like a dick? She wondered where sarcastic and upbeat Bucky went. It hurt her heart to seeing him like that.

“I wanted to ask you the same thing.” She kept looking at him with her eyebrows cracked. While the tension between them rapidly increased, the man took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

“(Y/N), do you remember anything about last night?” The sound she heard was desperate and fragile. She licked her bottom lip and spent her weight on her other leg.

“I remember going to the party together. I remember not having much alcohol, bored and leaving the party. I remember going to the bar I saw on the way home. The rest is emptiness. Why do you ask? Did I do something wrong? "She was afraid of his answer. Her predictions were correct; the distance between them was her fault. She knew how she lost herself when she got drunk. She didn’t care about the rules of respect and she was doing whatever she wanted. Bucky lifted his head and got up off his bed.

”(Y/N).“ She bit her bottom lip when she realized he was shy as much as she was.

"Do you want me to enlighten you about the rest of the night?” She shook her head quietly.

“You were so drunk when you came home last night. I wanted to sober you up, take you to bed and tuck you in. You objected. “She liked his kindness. Bucky stepped in and lowered the distance between them.

"You asked me to fuck you. Fuck you hard. "She held her breath.

"Oh my god.” She was embarrassed. Yesterday she remembered how she was driven after seeing Bucky naked. And when she got drunk she threw herself into his arms. When her cheeks warmed she shuddered and bowed her head forward. She had confessed to herself that she found him attractive.

“Do not be ashamed (YN), you were not the person last night. Technically you were, but you were not yourself. You don’t need to be ashamed, after all, you were drunk. You did not say those sentences by will. "She was even ashamed when Bucky held her hand and stroked. If Bucky was mocking, she could have made it easier. But the man in front of her was understanding.

"Hey, look at me.”

“(Y/N), would you look at me, please?”She wished to close her eyes when he picked up her chin and lifted her head. The blue eyes clung to her eyes. They were like the ocean. She wanted to get lost in the depths of his eyes.

"Were you serious when you said it?” She did not know. Yes, she was impressed by Bucky; yes she wanted to sleep with him. But she had to think about the consequences of her decisions. She wanted more than one night-stand. She wanted to start a serious relationship with someone. She couldn’t tell him real thoughts because she knew Bucky didn’t want a relationship. She did not listen to her heart’s voice and directed her gaze to the man. When she realized he was waiting for an answer, she took a deep breath. (Y/N) worked on her smile and rolled her eyes.

“Of course I was not serious, Bucky; the drunkenness makes the person talk nonsense.”She waited for the man to react. Any reaction. She wanted to see something different in his eyes.  A hope that he wants her too … Bucky cleared his throat and pulled back.

"I’m glad I stopped you then.” (Y/N) nod with a painful smile.


     She was watching the film without fail as she threw the popcorn into her mouth. After they talked, they returned to the living room and watched animated movie with Sarah. Inside Out was a very entertaining movie. As she laughed at the scene, she threw her hand across the bowl standing in Sarah’s lap. The popcorn had a magic. Once you had eaten, you could not stop yourself. When her hand contacted with hot hand, she froze on the spot. Bucky was watching the movie unaware of the touch. When she pulled her hand with frustration and put it on her stomach, she stared her eyes on the screen.

     Bucky stopped the movie when he heard the door open. Peggy and Steve should have returned from their double date. Peggy greeted the trio sitting in the couch while giggling and taking off her heels.

“Sarah sweetheart, wear your coat. Let’s not piss off your father who is waiting for us. "Natasha, who came in, hugged her daughter and greeted her friends with her hand. (Y/N) realized that her brother’s nose was red when he came in. The outside had to be quite cold. Sarah started telling her mother the movie they were watching when she was wearing a coat. Bucky went to the kitchen when (Y/N) watched the little girl.

"What does it mean to fuck, mummy?” The house quieted as Natasha’s smile left its place to anxiety and confusion. Natasha stroked her daughter’s left cheek.

“Honey, where did you hear that word?” Sarah, aware of nothing, directed her gaze to (Y/N).

“Aunty (Y/N) wanted Uncle Bucky to fuck. Fuck her hard. “Bucky stopped in the place where he was drinking his water. (Y/N) looked at her brother with a fear in her eyes.

"Oh shit.”

   She felt like she had returned to puberty. She was sitting on the couch again, while her brother was scolding. She breathed while studying the pattern of the carpet on the ground. Bucky, sitting next to her, was watching the carpet just like (Y/N).

“What is wrong with you, guys?” Steve was walking in the living room with his anger, while his face was red. He clasped his arms in his chest, shaking his head in disbelief. (Y/N) finally saw how angry he was when she looked at her brother. She wanted to be buried in her seat. She wanted to get lost between the two soft cushions.

“Dude, you have five emotions that control your brain: Joy, fear, disgust, sadness and anger. The anger is trying to capture you. ”(Y/N) looked at the man sitting next to her. Did he just show an example of the movie they just watched? When she wanted to tell him to shut up, she heard Steve groan.

“What the fuck are you talking about, Bucky?” Well done, Bucky, you poked the bear. From the beginning of the conversation, Peggy, was standing in the corner of the room. She didn’t want to interfere but she took a step to his love when she saw how angry he was. She hugged the man from behind and tried to calm him down. Steve’s tough expression, which reacted immediately to her touch, fell down.

“Can we find out what happened before you storm around?” Steve sat in his chair, taking his face in his hands.

“OK, how long is this going on?” How did something that never started continue? (Y/N) rolled her eyes.

“Steve, I talked nonsense when I was drunk. Bucky did the right thing and stopped me. We are both ashamed as hell. Please let us to take care of this situation between us. ”(Y/N) gave him the puppy look knowing his weakness. She took a deep breath when she realized that his abusive expression had disappeared.

“I know Bucky’s embarrassed at least as I do.” She closed her eyes and waited for Bucky to fit in. When she turned her head and looked at the man, she saw a smug grin on his face.

“Yes, it was too ‘hard’ for me too."Steve stepped up from the living room, and Peggy followed Steve. (Y/N) took her face in her hands and closed her eyes.


“If it is possible, put all your money after that sentence.”

         It was very quiet around the next morning after the discussion. She leaned up from her bed and scratched her body as she walked into the bathroom. After last night’s dishonor, Bucky gave the entire room to (Y/N) and went to the couch with the pillow he had taken. (Y/N) slept in a big bed, but she could not sleep well anyway. Thoughts kept her brain busy. She was able to remember that night with all details. How she sat in his lap, the feeling of his skin on her lips, the smell of his cologne … She remembered his fingers in her hair before falling asleep in his lap. When (Y/N) asked if he wanted her, she remembered how Bucky shook his head. Bucky wanted (Y/N). Desire was mutual. There were real feelings under all his jokes.

       She remembered Steve’s face last night as she was brushing her teeth. The body shuddered when she remembered how it was red, his whole body was stretched. He was protective and he was naturally worried about his only sister. What (Y/N) didn’t understand was why he didn’t admit that she was grown woman. She was able to make decisions and was able to understand what was good or bad. (Y/N) knew she had to stay away from Bucky despite all her emotions. She dropped her pajamas to the floor and went under the hot water. As the hot water took all the worries, she began to relax. Everything would be nice, only (Y/N) needed a solution.

    She passed by Bucky who is sleeping on the couch and walked to the kitchen. Peggy was cooking with just Steve’s t-shirt. When she saw (Y/N) coming, she turned to her. While she had a small smile on her lips, she was staring at her.

“Good morning, I am making French toasts.” She leaned to door while her mouth was watering.

"Do you need my help?” When Peggy shook her head, (Y/N) opened the fridge and pulled the water bottle.

“I remember how much you love. Bucky’s crazy about French toasts, too. You two look very much like each other. ”(Y/N) continued to watch her without saying anything. Did they really look like that? Was it a good thing to love the same food or movies?

“After Steve’s behavior last night, I wanted to make you happy. Steve. Steve can sometimes be dick-headed. ”(Y/N) sat in the chair. Peggy had always been an understanding woman. Steve quickly gets angry; Peggy has always calmed him down.

“Thank you, Peggy, this is so sweet.” Peggy was preparing breakfast without looking at her.

“So what if there’s something going on between you? You are both adults and you can make your own decisions. When I told him these things, he grumbled and went to brush his teeth. Moreover, he brushed his teeth before entering the bed. “She smiled at her cheerful voice. Knowing that Peggy thought just like (Y/N), she comforted a little.

"He’s a Rogers man. Just like my dad, he wants to control everything. It’s not too late to cancel the marriage. "Peggy laughed when she joked.

"It’s too late now.” She washed her hands and sat opposite (Y/N). She looked at her sincerely.

“What about you? What do you think? About all this. ”(Y/N) sighed and looked at her eyes. She did not have to hide her feelings, even if she was afraid of them. Peggy supported her no matter what. Perhaps it was good to explain her feelings to someone.

“I do not know, Peggy, everything is so complicated.” She turned her head to the couch. She looked at Bucky’s relaxed face. He looked so peaceful. Peggy put her right hand on (Y/N)’s hand and tightened it.

“Honey, tell me your real feelings.”

“Bucky is the strangest person I’ve ever seen in my life. Handsome, kind, polite, understanding; irresponsible, cynical, irrational …Sometimes I think he is crazy. I’m not afraid of anything when I’m with him, I’m not afraid to say my feelings. But I can’t trust him, Peggy; I can’t take over all responsibilities for a relationship. "For the first time she could smile sincerely, feeling her weight over her chest. Peggy was staring at her with a grim smile.

”(Y/N), Bucky is better than you think. Don’t believe how he looks from the outside; there is a man who can do anything for the woman he loves. Steve knows it, but he’s fooling himself not to believe. Talk to Bucky; tell him these thoughts before it’s too late. Otherwise he will be ruined. How can you not see that he is burning for you? He was burning for a hope. A hope for your interest … “(Y/N) looked at her by not believing what she heard. (Y/N) licked her bottom lip hoping that what Peggy said would be true.

    Steve heard the voice of two women before entering the kitchen.  They were whispering, he began to listen to what they were talking about. When he woke up in the morning, he thought about how unfair he was to his sister and Bucky last night. While listening to his sister’s thoughts about his best friend, a smile was found on the edge of his mouth.

    He turned his head to his sleeping friend on the couch. Peggy took Steve to meet her family in the fifth month of their relationship. With all the nerves he had while he was sitting on the dinner table of the Carter family, Bucky came to him. During the meal, he told Steve about the Peggy’s embarrassing stories and tried to make Steve feel good. From that point on Steve trusted Bucky. Bucky, who looked like a bastard from the outside, Steve knew how good a man he was. He was working at Stark Industries. His programming skill proved how smart he was. He turned his gaze away from Bucky and took a deep breath. When he entered the kitchen, two women he loved in his life ended their conversation and greeted him. Steve wanted Bucky to know his sister’s feelings. Maybe when he woke up, they sat down and Steve could tell his friend. He found it more logical for her sister to talk to the man, and he threw his thoughts on the side and gave a kiss to the lips of his lover.

"Come on, I’ll wake up Bucky.” He walked out of the kitchen and walked on the couch. What he didn’t know was that his friend had already been awakened. Bucky heard everything.

   After lunch on Sunday, everyone was at home. Peggy and (Y/N) were sitting on the couch, watching TV. (Y/N) groaned when she plaited Peggy’s hair.

“Kourtney, I do not understand why you’re doing this. If you do not want to invite the party, tell Khloe."Yes, you guessed right. Two women were watching Keeping Up with the Kardashians. Peggy laughed while extending the hairpin. She enjoyed the fact that there was another woman at home.

"Oh God, the room is full of estrogen hormone. I guess I’ll menstruate. "Bucky rolled his eyes when he sat in the seat. (Y/N) glanced at him.

"We thought you did last week.”

“How old are you? Seven? "Steve entered the living room as Bucky and (Y/N) tried to humiliate each other. He left coffee cups on the coffee table.

"Hey you too, stop!” (Y/N) clasped her arms in her chest and paced her seat, Bucky soured. Steve had apologized to his sister and Bucky while having breakfast at the dinner table. He said he would not be involved. All he wanted from them was not to upset each other. He didn’t want a strange atmosphere at home. When (Y/N) came back to the screen, her phone rang on the coffee table. When she reached out and took her hand, she began to read the message.

“Ted is in the city. He wants to have dinner with me.” She looked up at the screen with surprise; Peggy extended her head and tried to read the message. Steve, while sipping his tea; he looked at her sister.

"Is that Ted who travels around the country with his private jet?”(Y/N) nod at him. She looked at Peggy as she thought about what she would reply to Ted’s message. Her cheeks warmed when she saw Peggy’s grin.

"Ted? Who is Ted? "She ignored Bucky’s curious question and began to drink her cup.

"What are you going to answer?” (Y/N) frowned and left her phone in her arms.

“Am I the only one who wonders who Ted is?” Bucky moved his gaze to the people in the room.

“Ted is the person who stole (Y/N)’s flower.” Steve grinned at his sister; (Y/N) leaned over her head. Oh my God, someone should have killed her brother.

“Will you meet someone who took your flower?  Is he thief? "Everyone started laughing. Peggy stopped her smile and looked at her cousin.

"Dumb, we’re not talking about that flower. You get it? "Bucky buried in his chair when he understood the idea. While Steve was wiping away the tears flowing from laughter, (Y/N) wanted to die. There was no point in opening this subject.

"Wait, let me tell you Ted. (Y/N) has a very funny memory with this guy. ”(Y/N) threw her little pillow next to her friend.

“No, you don’t.” Peggy ignored (Y/N)’s stimulating glances and sat in her seat. She grinned at Bucky, who was curious.

“ (Y/N) was 16 years old then. She was bored at home, wanted to have fun. All her friends were busy that night. She went to bar by herself using her fake identity. "When (Y/N) turned her gaze to Bucky, she saw the man was listening carefully to his cousin.

"Of course she got drunk with alcohol. A boy came by while sitting in the bar. They spent some time together; (Y/N) was having fun. She had to go home when her father called that night. ”(Y/N) closed her face with her hands. While she was expecting to die from the shame, she heard her brother laughing at her.

“You do not have to tell every detail, Peggy.” Without worrying about her angry voice, Peggy continued her story.

“Anyway, two years later, (Y/N) came to here to visit us. We went out. We went to bar actually. That boy got in while we were drinking. (Y/N) left me alone and went to him. When these two started talking, I went back home. He told her that he wanted to fuck and she agreed. Of course she could not bring him home, there was no room. He was also a depressive human being who lives in his car. She leaned over and said, "Let’s fuck in the bathroom.” Two of them went to the toilet and started kissing. His dick wasn’t hardening because of the antidepressants he used.  When she gave up wanted to go home, she realized the door is broken. “

"Please don’t tell me you’ve lost your virginity with such an idiot.” Bucky rolled his eyes when he grunted to (Y/N).

“While yelling for help, someone heard her voice. He broke door and saved her. And his name was Ted. She was so impressed by the man that she wanted him to take her home. Anyway that night, they fucked until the morning. Ted is a successful businessman. In the Forbes magazine, "Successful Businessmen under 30” is mentioned about him. He is a handsome man, too. “Bucky sat quietly in his chair as (Y/N) closed her eyes and listened to the laughter.

    When Steve and Peggy went to theatre, (Y/N) was getting ready. She was going to meet Ted. She was supposed to get away from all this Bucky mess. She came into the living room while wearing her earrings. Bucky was sitting on the couch, watching the game. After the memory, he never talked, he didn’t even move in his seat.

“Are you going out?” He watched the game without breaking his eyes. He had no idea about the game; he was just looking at screen. (Y/N) nod at him and took her purse.

“Yes, we will meet at the restaurant in an hour. Wish me luck. "She turned around and walked into the door.

"I didn’t know you were a gold digger.” Anger and astonishment was boiling her blood and she looked at Bucky.

“Excuse me?” He left the remote in the couch and sat up.

“I said I didn’t know you were a gold digger. You’re going out with a rich man. Will you sleep with him for his money? ”(Y/N) took two steps toward the man and frowned. Bucky was just staring at her.

“I’m not a gold digger.” She took a breath after every word. She raised her finger in the air, stepping towards him.

“Are you sure?” When she saw the grin on his face, she wanted to punch. What was he talking about? She shook her head with nerves. The man took a step and closed the distance between them.

“Prove it to me, then.” He held her hand in her waist and pulled it on her. She held her breath when she felt his breath in her face. They were too close and she was burning. She glanced at his eyes as she waved her arms around his neck. She closed her eyes when she kissed on his lips.


request:  Hey as a part two of dust can you do #98 please if you don’t mind? & 

Hey I think you’re amazing 😁 could you possibly do a part 2 to dust ? It’s so good ! 💕 &  are you going to write a second part for “Dust”??? it was amazing &  Can you write a part two to dust? Please you can’t leave me hanging like this😭 it actually broke my heart a little &  a lot more

hello loves! it is time for part two of ‘Dust’. This had been highly requested and Dust has received amazing feedback and i’m so thankful for everyone all of you. anyways, keep sending in requests! hope you enjoy!

part one

Losing a best friend is the worst feeling in the world. The one person that you told every thing, the one person that loved you for you, the one person that you thought had your back, was now gone. He wasn’t gone for good, he was still very much trying to be apart of your life, but you didn’t want him anymore. The one person you told everything to, let your secrets escape he his mouth. The one person that loved you for you, told his obnoxious friends that you felt unwanted sometimes. The one person that you thought had your back, let you fall.

Harry went to your flat after you drove away from him, leaving him at the pub, alone with his thoughts. He made Nick take him home where he drove to you. You wouldn’t open the door, but he heard your cries through the wood that was keeping him out of your life. He started crying too, wishing with everything he had that you would just open the damn door so he could fix this.

He knew he shouldn’t have said anything to his friends. He knew that you had told him that in confidence, but he wanted his friends to make you feel more welcomed. He didn’t mention to them to not tell you that you felt that way, letting his big mouth get in the way of what he knew was right. He needed to explain himself. He needed to make you stop crying. But he knew he couldn’t, and it was obvious that you weren’t going to let him in your life for a little while, so he gathered himself and left. 

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anonymous asked:

i loved your thoughts about the monsters and female sexuality, and i was wondering if you had anything specifically about the phantom? or any thoughts on the phantom of the opera in general i would love to hear them

You know those pieces of media you can’t read/listen/watch without being transported to your first go-through, with all the exact emotions that come with it? And it doesn’t matter if these were profound Great Works of Art, they were just there at the exact right time to crawl under some bit of skin, to find the exact right string to pluck—and you will never, ever get rid of them. They are inside you, all you can do is accommodate them.

For me, that’s what Phantom of the Opera was. I stumbled over it at twelve-thirteen, already knowing that I was a fucking weirdo but not really sure how I was planning to deal with that, and it just—blew the fucking doors off the place. I cannot listen to a single song, watch a single frame of the 2004 movie, even glance at a picture of Sarah Brightman without the all-over cringing embarrassment of being that thirteen-year-old again and feeling things that were enormous and sweating-hot and nameless and much more than I was even sort of prepared for.

Which means that I am largely incapable of talking about it in a rational sort of fashion. I will say that Phantom takes…something an opposite tack towards the monster romance. Typically, a monster romance is Beauty recognizing the humanity of a Beast, and ennobling the Beast because of it; it’s a redemption-thorough-love narrative. In Phantom, Beauty (Christine) recognizes there is something also monstrous in her, but ultimately rejects that monstrosity. She’s really he one who undergoes through the transformation, not the Beast, though he ultimately does recognize her transformation.

I generally put this down to the addition of the Svengali narrative—while there’s always a power imbalance between Beauty and the Beast, it’s acute in Phantom. (The Beast just wants Belle to come to dinner and avoid the West Wing, Erik watches Christine through her fucking mirror and kills people.) The Phantom’s real monstrosity isn’t his face, it is the demand Christine sacrifice literally everything to him and capital-A-Art. The absolutist mania is monstrosity in itself. Monstrosity is just another way of transcending the ordinary, and isn’t that what artists are meant to do?

Christine’s desire to be an Artist is part and parcel of the monster romance of the Phantom; if she didn’t sort of want to be an artistic monster herself, there’s no draw. The 2004 movie is….awkwardly blunt about this, making the Phantom a transgressively sexual figure. (While I don’t think it’s incorrect, I also think it obscures some of the real motivation there. Desire for a basement dwelling weirdo can be two things, ALW.)

I realize my previous meta was about monster romance-qua-monster romance, monster romance as an expression of desire, but monster romances represent a hell of a lot of different things—each slightly different, but drawing on the long legacy of transgressive desire in all senses.

Also, the overture remains A True Banger.

Book series i haven't read
  • Throne of Glass: Girl is badass in a world where every guy is hot and every girl is badass. Girl is very special though. She switches names once or twice. Everybody always sounds like everything is very Dangerous™ and they're all about to die but we dont actually know what's happening
  • The mortal instruments/The infernal devices: Honestly there is a world of characters out there. More books and sequels and prequels are always on the way. You would think the battle against the dark bad guys, whom you fight with tattoos and magic and also arrows?? somehow, would be defeated by now. One of these two has been made into a show. Blonde cocky guy, redhead hothead, gay emo tol son and bi very old 26yo looking guy
  • Shatter me: Girl can't touch people. Book Boyfriends Alert. Very lyrical, makes no sense at times, but who cares because you will find your Dreamy Dream dude in there. Girl will seek vengeance or be used as weapon?? Probably has issues with "being a monster"
  • The Young Elites: Scar. Everyone is bi apparently? I think this is The Darkest Minds but written by someone who already has a great series behind them (Legend). Probably quite dark. Pretty sure the protag is at peace with killing and that sort of thing
  • A Court of Thorns and Roses: Sexy times woth faeries. No one knows how to pronouce anything. A lot of "y" and "s" in there. Retelling of fairy tale. Don't know what this is trying to accomplish but again everyone is very beautiful and very badass

my thoughts so far about tower of dawn. 

  DO NOT READ AHEAD IF YOU HAVEN’T READ TOD OR                                           HAVE NOT PAST PAGE 62


okay so quick story, i’m going to school for occupational therapy which basically, is helping those with disabilities- both mental and physical- get back (or gain) their maximum level of independence so that they don’t have to rely on others to do basic things for them, like dressing and eating and bathing ANYWAY

im at the part of TOD where Yrene is asking Chaol all those questions about his injury and if he can climax and use the bathroom and IM FREAKING OUT because that’s an evaluation, thats a legit assessment done before receiving therapy. she has to ask these things because it’s imperative when you have a spinal cord injury patient to find out where the sensation ends, if they still have bladder & bowel function and i’m just SO FREAKING HAPPY that Sarah J Maas did her research because never EVER have I read such an accurate representation. just amazing A+

also the scene where chaol is getting out of his wheelchair and onto the floor to get into the tub? THATS A TUB TRANSFER. Us occupational therapist have to teach our patients how to safely do tub and shower transfers from the chair to the shower bench and sjm legit DETAILED all of it and i honest to god started crying because it was amazing. she included feet positioning and everything and UGH. 

i never want to hear another bad thing said about sjm ever again.  

anonymous asked:

Tell us about Tony learning that it's okay to say "no"? To having sex when he's not in the mood or not liking something or not wanting to eat a certain food, etc. Love you! You're my favorite owl lol :)

I mean for the most part it doesn’t even occur to him that if he doesn’t like a certain food he doesn’t have to eat it. Obadiah never gave him that luxury and tbh it seems like a waste. Tony is not a fan of waste. So when he sees all of his favorite foods after Bruce mentions to Sarah that he needs some lighter food he’s pleasantly surprised. (Also he doesn’t say no to food because he was an abused child and was often sent to his room without supper. Sometimes Jarvis had to sneak food to him.)

And, of course, it’s not often that he has to do something he doesn’t like with the Rogers. In fact, he can count on his hand the things he’s done in the Rogers kingdom he didn’t like (seeing Steve again after the arm wrestling thing, trying a raw gooseberry, having to meet the rest of the Rogers nobility). Living with the Rogers is actually a cakewalk compared to all the gross people he had to play nice with when he was under Obadiah’s thumb. 

It’s mostly the sex that he has a problem saying no to. For so long he’d been told that was all he was good for, and Steve and Bucky obviously enjoy having sex with him (sometimes he feels super proud that he’s doing a good job pleasuring his husbands even though he has no idea what he’s doing??? But Steve and Bucky praise him all the time so he must be doing something right). So he should just suck it up if he’s not feeling like it, right? He should keep his mates happy??? But Sarah said he could say no. Maybe that was a trick? (She hadn’t tricked him with anything else, but he’d been constantly on edge with Obadiah. Tony had expected tricks and still had been slapped in the face with them.)

It starts as en experiment at first. Steve has him backed up against a wall, his hands are on Tony’s waist, their kisses are turning deep and wet– And Tony turns his head away and lets out the quietest, most unsure “No?” But Steve leans back immediately, frowning, eyebrows furrowing in concern. He strokes a hand up and down Tony’s side but it doesn’t–doesn’t feel as lewd as it had a moment ago, all soft and slow. “You’re not feeling it, honey?” Tony blushes with shame, that residual ‘you should be pleasing your husbands!’ feeling rising in his throat. “That’s okay,” Steve says after a moment, and leans in to press a chaste kiss to the corner of Tony’s mouth. Tony feels guilty about it but Steve continues to smile at him like he always has and something in him loosens.

So the next time Bucky is pressing kisses to his throat, hands beginning to dip under the waistband of his breeches, Tony murmurs, “Um, I don’t really want to…” Bucky leans back, and he looks concerned too, like Steve did. “Okay, sweetheart. Did I do something wrong?” Tony feels that shame again, hunches his shoulders. “No!” “Oh, good,” Bucky says, and then leans in for a quick kiss. Bucky smiles at him like he always had, too.

Tony says no a few more times, and Steve and Bucky always respectfully back off. Tony feels powerful. Tony could say he never wants sex again, and they would respect it. He has the power to say no.

“Oh!” Steve says when Tony crawls into his lap and cuddles up against his chest, moving his arms so he had room. He held the book he’d been reading to the side awkwardly. “Hey, Tony, I was just–Oh,” he mumbles against Tony’s lips when he draws him down for a kiss. He drops the book on the floor.

When Bucky comes in to see where his husbands are he barely gets out, “Hey, what are you–” Before Tony runs up to him to pull him down for a kiss and then drag him to the bed. “What is–what–oh, hello darling, I’ve missed you too–”

anonymous asked:


I really hope these are ok and you honestly shouldn’t have to be insecure because you are perfect and beautiful just the way you are <3

Sorry it took so long too- I wrote them all and then whilst on holiday i had wifi for a bit and tried to upload it only… I caught the delete button and had to start again. I legit cried ~H

RFA with insecure, dark skinned MC


-He never actually noticed that you were insecure about it for ages
-Your skin colour didn’t affect him one bit- he loved you for your kind words and encouragement
-The fact that it was obvious that Yoosung didn’t mind really helped you to feel more confident about it
-Yoosung made you feel like you mattered
-And you loved him for it
-However, one time you were over at Yoosung’s house playing LOLOL with his guild members
-Yoosung had the microphone on so the two of you were chatting with the rest of his guild
-When one of the players made a suggestion
-“Hey, SupermanYoosung, turn the video camera on so that we can see you and your girlfriend.”
-You immediately panic a little but then tell yourself to calm down
-Yoosung never bothered- maybe they won’t
-So Yoosung turns on the camera and says hi to his friends
-You say hi too
-Until one of them says, “Yoosung, you never told us your girlfriend was black!”
-You already know where this is going and you hate it
-“Well, it’s not something that matters, is it?” he responds
-“It kind of does. You’ve gotta be careful with some people, y’know?”
-You don’t mention how hurt you are
-But you’re pretty sure Yoosung notices the tears in your eye before you turn your face away from the screen
-He notices an empty crisp packet next to the computer screen and gets an idea
-“Oh, sorry, I think there’s something wrong with my computer. I can’t hear you. We’re breaking up,” he says, rustling the packet near the mic
-“Sorry, we’re gonna log off now.”
-And he does, immediately turning to you
-“MC, I’m so sorry! They were so horrible to you. I should never have agreed to video call. Please forgive me.”
-You have to convince him that’s it not his fault and tell him you’ve always been insecure about it
-“But why? You’re beautiful. You have no reason to be. It’s jerks like them that are the problem.”
-He’s so nice you love him so much
-Yoosung promises to change guilds because of them
-That’s honestly like a marriage proposal from him
-And he makes sure you never feel insecure when you’re with him by constantly telling you how beautiful you are


-So he already knew it was something you were kind of insecure about
-But Zen constantly showered you with compliments about how beautiful you were
-And if the most handsome man on the planet thinks you’re beautiful
-Then you must be, right?
-Thanks to Zen’s compliments he has a praise kink, ok? you’d started to feel a little better about your skin colour
-Until the fan mail came
-Zen usually shared his fan mail openly with you
-So when he hid this letter
-You knew something was up
-Whilst Zen was at rehearsal, you found the letter and read it
-Zenny babe I love you so much, I’m your biggest fan! I must say that you have a horrible girlfriend, though. She’s black! An actor like you should be with a skinny, blonde, white girl, not someone like her! You should date a fan instead. We’re totally gorgeous and would be loads better for your image
-You’d read enough
-Immediately tears started to pour down your face and you dropped the letter to the floor
-Only twenty minutes later, Zen returned from practice and found you in this state.
-“You read the letter, didn’t you?” he realised, immediately rushing over to you and wrapping his arms around you.
-Zen rocked you gently as you nodded
-“Ignore them, ok? They’re prejudiced snobs who are just jealous of how beautiful you are and that I’m so in love with you,” Zen said.
-You told him that you knew you’d hear this kind of thing and that you were really bad for Zen’s image
-Zen quickly shut that idea down
-“Nonsense, babe. You’re perfect for me. And if I had to choose between you and my image, I’d choose you every time,” he promised.
-You managed to laugh a bit
-“Thanks, Zen. I love you.”
-“I love you too, babe. You’re perfect, ok?”
-He did always know how to make you feel better
-And finishing it off with a deep kiss was also something he was very good at


-You were really nervous about working in Jaehee’s cafe at first
-You’d always been super conscious of your skin colour and how that would come across to people
-When you finally decided to raise this concern with your girlfriend, Jaehee looked at you in a confused way.
-“MC, your skin colour makes no difference to who you are as a person. I need you to work for me. Please,” she begged.
-So you agreed
-But you couldn’t help but notice that people always went to Jaehee if both of you were free to serve
-If Jaehee noticed, she’d always make sure to reassure you afterwards
-Because you’re beautiful
-But one day it happened
-Jaehee was busy serving someone when a man walked in
-You smiled and greeted him like usual
-“Hi sir, can I take your order?”
-“No thanks. I’ll wait for the white girl. Black people like you shouldn’t even be working in a public place,” he snapped back.
-You just stand in shock as tears start to well in your eyes
-This is what you had feared
-But Baehee is to the rescue
-She just finished with her customer and heard what the man had to say about you
-“Excuse me, but I’d be very grateful if you’d please leave our café. I’m afraid we don’t serve people who insult our employees because of a prejudice they may hold against a beautiful, talented girl,” Jaehee said as composed as ever.
-You couldn’t help but grin and kiss her cheek as a quick thank you
-You’ll definitely thank her properly later
-“And she’s gay too! What is the world coming to,” the man huffed before walking out.
-“MC, I’m so sorry. The things he said were disgusting,” Jaehee apologised.
-“This is why I didn’t want to work in the shop. I’ll ruin your business,” you sobbed.
-“That’s ridiculous. Just because some people in the world are horribly prejudice and rude doesn’t mean that you’re any different from anyone else,” Jaehee convinced you.
-You can’t stay upset when Jaehee’s looking at you like that.
-“I love you, you know?” she told you.
-You nod and kiss her properly this time
-Whilst a customer clears their throat


-As someone surrounded by the kind of people to be racist all the time, Jumin was very understanding as to why you’d be insecure
-He personally thought that it was ridiculous for a skin colour to define you
-And the way he acted so naturally around you when you arrived at his apartment made you feel a bit better
-However, you hadn’t even found time to tell Jumin that you were insecure before Sarah barged in
-She started with her false claims of having found Elizabeth the 3rd
-So you said something, noticing Jumin’s discomfort
-“That’s obviously not Jumin’s cat and if you knew him better, that would be obvious. Please don’t be so rude as to waste his time like this.”
-Her eyes grew wide when she saw you.
-“Jumin. Who is this black woman?”
-You already know where this is headed
-“She’s a very good friend of mine. Do you have a problem?” Jumin responded calmly.
-“Jumin! You’re meant to be my fiancé. Of course, I don’t mind you having flings- I understand- but with someone like that?” Sarah scoffed.
-“What is that supposed to mean? MC is a very nice person. I can’t see why I wouldn’t want her here in my house,” Jumin smiled at you.
-You were so grateful that Jumin was actively defending you
-“She’s black! All black people are either dangerous or too dumb to understand anyone,” Sarah said, folding her arms.
-You couldn’t hold back the tears that were forming
-And if Jumin hadn’t been before, the second he saw your tears
-He was mad
-“Leave my house now. Not only have you brought me false information but you have insulted one of the most important people in my life beyond reason. I refuse to have anyone as close minded in my penthouse,” Jumin snapped.
-“You can’t do that!” Sarah tried to protest
-But he could
-And he did
-Security guards dragged her out as Jumin turned to you
-He slowly stepped towards you and wiped your tears gently
-“I’m so sorry she said such horrible things to you. Someone as incredible as you could never deserve it. It was vile,” he said.
-“That’s not the first time it’s happened,” you whispered.
-Jumin’s eyes flared
-“If anyone does it again I will personally ensure that they become jobless or bankrupt.”
-Before you could even say anything else, Jumin connected his lips to yours
-You knew from that day on that you were in love with this man


-Ha, he sure knows about being insecure
-The only thing is, he doesn’t know why you’d be insecure
-“MC, you’re amazing. Why would you hate anything about yourself?”
-You tell him it’s because people used to tease you all the time in school
-He promises you that they were just being idiotic kids and you’re beautiful and perfect the way you are
-And it makes you smile
-He always makes you smile
-But one day you needed more PhD Pepper
-And shopping is always more fun with two people
-So the two of you go to the store
-Only to meet a rowdy drunk outside the store
-Seven pulls you in closer by the waist just in case
-The drunk spots the two of you and hollers
-“Ayyy look at the black girl thinkin’ she can get a white man. Keep dreamin’, hun, you don’t deserve any rights.”
-You are beyond offended
-But not as offended as Seven is for you
-“Quick, MC,” he said, dragging you into the store
-He pulled you into a corner and got out his phone
-“Saeyoung, no!” you whispered, not wanting to ruin someone’s life just because they’re prejudiced
-“Too late,” Seven smirks after tapping some quick code into his phone
-You don’t even want to ask what he did
-But you do anyway
-“Hacked all his social media, texted his mother and maybe added a lovely virus.”
-You smack his arm
-“You can’t do that,” you told him
-“Just did,” he smiled, taking your hand and dragging you to get PhD Pepper
-When you get home, he barely lets you walk into the door before he speaks
-“MC, no-one says that to you on my watch. I won’t let them tear such a beautiful and talented person down like that without ruining their life. I love you so much. Never let them get to you.” He grabbed your shoulders to tell you.
-You feel like crying, both from what the man said and from Seven’s sweet words
-Instead, you just kiss him and he kisses back passionately
-He wants to prove that love to you ;)
-I need to stop


-He wasn’t even aware that was a thing people were judged for
-“It’s just a colour. Why does it matter?”
-Whilst you’re sad that he doesn’t understand your self-consciousness
-You’re glad he thinks it doesn’t matter
-Bc it doesn’t, guys, you’re perfect whether you’re brown, white, blue or pink (I’m looking at you Lars)
-It does mean that both of you don’t really like leaving the house, though
-So usually you don’t
-But Saeran really wants ice cream one day
-And who are you to deny your man ice cream?
-So you go down to the ice cream place
-Saeran orders mint choice chip and you order vanilla
-You’re heading out of the door when some guy yells
-“You can eat as much vanilla as you want but you’re always gonna be black. Maybe you should just get out of our country instead.”
-Opting to ignore it, you grit your teeth and reach for Saeran’s hand
-Only it’s not there
-Instead, Saeran had grabbed the man’s shirt and had him pinned up against the wall, giving him an intimidating death glare
-“Say anything like that to my girlfriend again and you’ll never walk or speak again,” he seethed.
-You want to protest
-But he looks so hot
-“Of course you two freaks are dating. You’re perfect for each other,” the man laughed
-So Saeran punched him
-“Yeah. We are perfect, thanks,” he hissed, walking back over to you as the man fell to the floor, clutching his bleeding, broken nose.
-“Saeran, you shouldn’t have done that,” you started to say but he raised an eyebrow.
-“Ok, fine, thanks for defending me. You looked hot,” you admitted with a blush
-“I dropped my ice cream,” Saeran pointed out to you.
-With a roll of your eyes yet a smile, knowing your boyfriend has your back, you take his hand and lead him back inside
-He’s such a sweetie, though- he just wants ice cream and MC


-V was at an art gallery, selling his photos
-And as the supportive girlfriend that you were, you went along with him
-After talking to so many people, he was beginning to get thirsty
-So he asked if you could go and get drinks for the both of you
-Whilst you were gone, a woman approached V to ask about a photo he’d taken of a lake
-You returned with pink lemonade for V and water for yourself
-V is totally into pastel drinks
-“Here you go, hun,” you smiled as you passed him the drink.
-“Thank you, my dear,” V responded, kissing your cheek.
-“You have a black girlfriend? As an incredible photographer, don’t you think you should have a white one. You’d be able to take nice photos of them, then,” the woman said snarkily.
-That stung
-V was such a calm person that you didn’t even know he could get mad
-Boy were you wrong
-“I beg your pardon, but you have just insulted not only a very beautiful and lovely woman, but the love of my life who has been the inspiration and passion behind so many of my photos. I will not tolerate someone like you with prejudiced views to belittle and berate her because of something beautiful that she was born with and that makes her no different from anyone else. I must ask you to leave my exhibition if you can’t refrain from insulting my girlfriend beyond justification,” V snapped.
-His tone was so harsh yet so cool and calm that it made you terrified
-But you were so happy that he would say something like that for you
-“It was just a comment,” the woman huffed before turning on her heel and walking out, much to your relief.
-V immediately turned around and hugged you
-“You are the most precious thing to me and the most important thing in my life. I won’t allow anyone to put you down like that again. Your skin colour makes no difference to who you are. If anything, it makes you more perfect. Please, never be ashamed of it. You are beautiful and flawless.”
-Honestly, how could you be sad when this man is saying things so nice they’d make anyone swoon
-Someone buy me twenty of him
-Don’t actually buy him- that’s prostitution

anonymous asked:

(Recency au) does tony ever have a moment where he gets so mad/upset he confronts someone in the heat of the moment? Or would he be too timid? For example if he stumbled upon someone harassing a maid or a cook or a child? Would he confront the person and panic later or just let Natasha handle it? If he does confront them, how do Steve, bucky, Sarah, clint, and Nat react?

Tony typically just swallows his anger down and tries to keep people from seeing how upset he is. (He thinks showing he’s upset is weakness, because Obadiah would use it against him by saying that he was hysterical or too emotional to make decisions.) A lot of times he goes to his room and breaks down in angry tears. And then he comes to the Rogers kingdom and things aren’t… bad? He doesn’t have anything to really be upset about politically. The Rogers are doing their best to assimilate his people, trying to keep money funneling into that part of the country so there’s no food shortage. And even if he did, he’s a political prisoner; he doesn’t get to be upset. (This isn’t even remotely true and Sarah will eventually ask him for opinions on how best to help his people but he doesn’t know that yet.)

Of course, nothing’s going to stop him from protecting a child or a servant. He loved his servants. He loved Jarvis. The nobles would be nothing without the people serving them and it made him sick to his stomach how Obadiah and his flunkies treated them like trash.

This is how Tony first meets Justin Hammer.

He hears them before he sees them, a bunch of soft, frightened ‘nonono’s and 'shhh it’ll be okay’s. As if he hasn’t heard that before. As if Tiberius hadn’t done the same thing to him. He rounds a corner and sees one of the maids pressed up against the wall, hands curled into fists by her head where they’re being held by her wrists. He can’t see the man. He doesn’t care who it is though.

Tony shoves him off, slapping at him when he tries to resist. “Get off! Get off! Get off of her!” Hammer snarls and tries to grab at him but Tony is an expert hand-dodger, so he grabs the maid’s hand and flees, partially in terror because oh shit he just slapped a duke. The maid whimpers out some thanks and apologies for bothering him but Tony hushes her, using his thumbs to wipe away her tears, tells her it’s okay, he won’t let Hammer touch her again.

“Won’t let who touch her?” Steve asks, and Tony and the maid scream and scamper away again. “…What the fuck,” Steve whispers, scratching the back of his head.

(Tony does eventually and shame-facedly explain what happened when Steve asks at their next date. He is terrified when Steve lets out a snarl and nearly flips the table. “Steve… doesn’t like Duke Hammer,” Bucky explains as Steve paces back and forth, shouting, nearly foaming at the mouth about how much he hates Duke Hammer and ‘why won’t Ma let me just kill him?!’ “I wish you’d told us so we could have confronted him.” Tony hunches his shoulders, because he hadn’t thought of that, whispering, “I’m sorry…” Bucky leans his chin on his hand and sighs. “We’ve suspected for a while, but the servants are too afraid to come forward. Do you think the maid you talked to would-?” “No,” Tony admits quietly, because the maid–the maid had been too ashamed. Bucky sighs out a quiet ‘damn’ and rubs his brows, trying to stave off a headache. “WAIT,” Steve gasps. “WAS THAT HAND PRINT YOURS.” Tony flushes brightly. “U-uh…” “You’re amazing, Tony,” Steve coos, taking Tony’s hands gently and pressing a kiss to the back of his left one. “Slap Hammer whenever you want.” “Steve!” Tony squeaks, blushing darker. “Don’t say things like that! You’ll get in trouble!” “The hell I will,” Steve coos, and then grunts when Bucky jabs him in the side chidingly. “Ow!”)

((Tony admits to Sarah what he’s done, ready to face punishment even though he’d do it again in a heartbeat. “BAHAHAHAHA,” Sarah laughs, clutching her stomach, and walks away without another word. “Neither of them like Duke Hammer,” Bucky explains to him when he notices Tony’s shell-shocked expression. “And yet she won’t let me kill him,” Steve mutters sourly. Tony squeaks. Steve’s… kind of terrifying whenever he talks about Hammer from then on.))

Birthday boy.

Pairing : Past!JaredxReader
Word count : 1,797
Author :Mel
A/N : More parts for @bigdaddymongoose.

Part 10 of ‘My son, Bringer of Storms.’

Jared took your advice. The next weekend he went home, and the boys spent time with his parents while he tried to work on things with Gen. Again. When he came back, you could tell it hadn’t gone as well as he had hoped it would. You had passed him in the lobby, and gave him a reassuring smile on your way out.

He was tired, and drained. Between work, and trying to make things work with everyone, he felt like he was running on empty. He came home after work that Wednesday to a note taped to his door that simply said “downstairs.”

With a groan, he headed down and knocked on your door. You answered, and a wonderful smell hit him. “Come on.” You smiled and led him in, letting him shut the door behind him.

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