back in you head

The thunder outside my window clapped out a message
in Morse code and I ignored it like I’ve ignored the last
half dozen text messages and the apologies that came
months too late. There’s no trace of you under or on
my skin. I scraped you out of my most vulnerable spots.
When you come looking for forgiveness, you’ll only find
the white noise you tried to turn me into. I’ve been the
buzzing at the back of your head for a year now and I
know you still think my name when you’re waking up
next to her. So I swallowed the sword you left hanging
over my head. I cut the snake’s head off just to watch
blood spill that wasn’t my own. I painted my face gold
and waged my bets against the sun. Convinced myself
I could shine in your absence. You were faded by the
time we parted, so you have nothing left that I need.
I told myself it was okay if the word love started to
taste sour, because you were the one to fire the first
—  SOUR GRAPES, angelea l.
Waking up Like That

Quick blurb about Steve Roger’s infatuation with the reader. Bucky, Clint, Natasha, and Reader.

It was movie night in Stark Tower and by the end of the marathon, Clint, Natasha, and YN had pulled out the couch, propped up pillows and snuggled under the covers.

Steve and Bucky were on a mission with Tony and when they arrived home, they were walling along the platform above the living area. Steve looked longingly down at YN, her long wavy hair splayed out over a pillow, a leg hooked over hey best friend Natasha, and Bucky slapped Steve up side the back of his head.>/p>

“Why don’t you just tell her, man?”

“Keep your voice down, Buck, there’s nothing to tell.” As Steve continued to gaze in your direction.

“Ok, whatever you say pal, it’s just that everyone knows, except you two, and is not fair to YN.”

“That’s rich, coming from you, since when do you care about her?”

“Since she told me she had feelings for you, but didn’t think she’d be up to your Peggy standards.”

“She said that?” Steve was hurt, yes he loved Peggy, but she was gone, and YN, she was right there, two flights down, and all he could think of was waking up to her every morning, her leg wrapped around his. Not Natasha’s.

“I want to wake up to her, Buck, she’s the one,” Steve confessed to what everyone in Stark Tower knew.

“Then suck it up and go down there,” his best friend clapped him on the shoulder, “you do know she’s a light sleeper.”

“And I’ve got a keen sense of hearing Rogers!” YN grumbled from the pull out couch, turning in hey back, smiling broadly at Steve and Bucky. “Hey'a Cap…Buckaroo,” she winked, “you know it’s rude to talk about a gal when she’s in the same room.”

F.R.I.D.A.Y. chimed in, “Technically Miss, they’re currently on the platform.”

“Technically, F.R.I.D.A.Y., they’re creeping.”

“Yes, Miss YLN, would you care for me to escort them out?”

YN untangled herself from Tasha’s vice grip and made her way towards the two Brooklynites. She nodded once at Bucky, who have a devilish grin, and bid goodnight, “Night Dollface,” then he leaned into Steve’s ear and told him to make his move.

Steve’s ears turned bright red and YN waited.

“Something you wanna tell me, Rogers?”

“Something I should have done ages ago,” Steve pulled her face towards him with both hands encompassing her face and kissed her.

“Come to bed with me, YN, I want nothing more than to wake up to your every morning and fall asleep with you in my arms.”

“What do you say, Doll?”

YN crashed her lips into Captain America and grinned into his lips, “About time, Steve.”

Tagging @jodyri @bovaria @hunters-from-stark-tower @captaincorruptor

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Touch My Body

Anonymous asked: Can you do an imagine where bucky helps make the reader destressed??? if you know what i mean ;) 

A/N: I think I do know what you mean (;

Warnings: smut, oral, unprotected sex (don’t be silly, wrap your willy!), and cussing. 

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The punching bag in front of you swung harshly as you took another swing at it. The tape on your hands were torn but you didn’t care, you just continued to punch with everything you had in you. 

It swung a little to hard and flew back to knock you on your feet, causing you to angrily rip what was left of the tape straight off of your hands. 

You just wanted to work out some anger, but it only turned out to make you even more angry. You stood from your spot on the floor and stomped back upstairs to shower, sweat dripping off of your body as if you had been standing in the rain. 

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A Choice

James Potter x Reader x Sirius Black

Hey! Can you please do a one shot where both James and Sirius like the reader and Sirius is like “But didn’t you like Evans, Prongs” and they get so competitive and that stuff. With lots of fluff please. Who ends up with her it’s up to you :) thanks

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As soon as Y/N leaves the dormitory stairs, she is accosted by Sirius. “What’s up, Pads?” she asks, readjusting the multiple heavy books in her arms. She’s taking so many classes that all her books don’t even fit in her bag. Sirius notices her discomfort and reaches out, snatching the books from her arms, making her splutter in protest – but he refuses to give them back. “I’m helping you, love,” he chuckles with a shake of his head. “Come on, let’s go.”

The two exit the common room and head towards the library. The life of a fifth year student at Hogwarts – perpetually studying. Y/N takes her books from Sirius as soon as they enter the room and, with a wave goodbye, joins Lily and Marlene at a different table. Sirius stares after her, a dazed expression on his face, until Remus gets his attention and waves him over to their table. As Sirius approaches, he’s able to pick up some of the conversation. “ – just brilliant, Moony,” James is saying with a huge smile on his face.

“What’s brilliant?” Sirius asks, flopping into an empty chair and putting his feet up on the table. Madame Pince, who’s stalking by their table, gives Sirius a withering glare, but he shoots her a cocky smirk and a wink, not bothering to put his feet down. “Not a what, mate – a who.” Sirius glances at James and finally notices the lovesick expression that he’s sporting on his face. “Evans get to you again?” he chuckles, to which James shakes his head. “Bloody hell, this girl is amazing.” Sirius nods his head, his own expression mirroring James’. “I know what you mean, mate.”

James hoots and leans back in his chair, staring at his friend. “Really?” Sirius adopts a look of reverence as he agrees with James. “She’s perfect, mate – her smile, her laugh…” As Sirius trails off, James continues where he left off. “My girl has the most gorgeous Y/H/C hair – it looks so soft an smells so bloody good – and her Y/E/C eyes… mate, they’re just beautiful!” He sighs, closing his eyes, and leans back in his chair, making Sirius chuckle. “Who is it, mate?” Sirius asks, curious because of James’ description of the girl. James opens one eye and grins at Sirius. “Y/N.”

The gasps and splutters that escape from Sirius’ mouth are almost comical. “Y-Y/n? Are you serious?” Remus clears his throat and lifts his hand as if he’s asking for permission to speak. “Technically you’re Sirius…” he falters at the look on Sirius’ face. “Yeah, carry on.” Sirius turns his wide eyes back to James, scanning his confused expression. “B-but didn’t you like Evans, Prongs?” James, who had been glancing between Remus and Sirius, unable to understand the problem, clears his throat. “Well, I did… but Y/N is just amazing, you know? ‘S like… every time I’m with her, I’m just happier.” Sirius blanches and opens and closes his mouth repeatedly, bearing a striking resemblance to a fish. The silence that falls around the table is quite deafening and it gets to James, making him snap, “What?” What’s going on?” Sirius clears his throat and raises his eyes to meet James’. “I like Y/N too.”

James nearly falls out of his chair at this, but catches himself narrowly. The two stare at each other, unable to speak, until Remus suddenly clears his throat to alert them to a new presence at the table. “Hi boys!” They both look up at the chirpy voice and stare at the source – Y/N – who’s closely followed by Lily. “Did any of you finish the potions essay?” Nobody answers – James and Sirius simply stare at her, and Remus glances between them furtively – and the silence surrounding the group quickly becomes uncomfortable. Y/N clears her throat, eager to make a quick escape from the group. “O-okay, I’ll just…” With a lame gesture over her shoulder she turns on her heels and she’s gone. The minute she’s out of sight, Sirius turns back to James, challenge in his eyes. “Sorry, mate, but you should probably back off.” James frowns and glares back, refusing to give in. “Yeah? Why’s that?” Sirius scoffs in response. “Because I liked her first!” “Well, I like her more,” James retorts. Both boys refuse to back down from their standoff until Remus clears his throat. “We need to leave,” he says, referencing the fact that the library is about to close. Sirius stands up and stalks away from the table, but not before shooting James a glare. You’re on.

A week. It’s been a week since that odd interaction in the library and Y/N is so confused. Everywhere she turns, its either James or Sirius standing there, offering to help her, to walk her to class, to bring her snacks from the kitchens… Lily thinks it’s hilarious, much to Y/N’s chagrin. At first she was flattered – who wouldn’t be when two handsome boys pay them lots of attention? But now, it’s just getting out of hand. She loves both of the boys dearly, but she would also really like some time to herself. Y/N walks into the common room, favorite book in her hand and trying desperately to not attract their attention, but she fails. “Y/N!” “Y/N, love!” The two calls from opposite sides of the room pierce her ears and make her sigh and stand still as the boys hurtle to a stop in front of her. “Let’s go to the library, love,” James says, making to grab her arm, but Sirius steps forward and swats it away. “Forget that, it’s a great day outside – let’s take a walk, babe,” Sirius says and tries to move closer to Y/N but James reaches out and shoves him back. “Oi!” Sirius yells, startled, and makes to mimic the motion roughly, but Y/N steps in with a shout. “Enough! What is going on with you two?”

James and Sirius straighten up, panting rather hard, and regard each other and Y/N. “You both are best friends! Why are you fighting like this?” The atmosphere in the room immediately thickens with more tension than before. Both boys are silent, irritating Y/N. “Well?” she prompts, crossing her arms over her chest and glaring at them. “I like you,” Sirius finally says, a worried expression coloring his features. “And –” “– so do I,” James finishes. Both boys stare at Y/N expectantly as her eyes widen and she processes this information. “Do you… do you like one of us?” Y/N stares between the two boys, thinking. “Yeah,” she says after a couple moments in a soft tone. “Yeah, I do.”

“I’ll find you—Keep calling for me, Viola—
I want to read these books for the first time again ! But I don’t want to think about the movie cast (if it is official or not), as I am not really happy about it. I just want to keep the way I picture them in my head : )

I am back from the dead, I hope you guys are doing well, and - it is still time - happy new year everyone ! I wish you all the best for 2017, it is going to be fine : )

Last time I posted something was last year, time flies by but I am back on track. I am sorry it took so long.

I have an other illustration from Chaos walking just waiting to be done, and many other things I want to show you !

I think in life not letting good things pass you by, I think that good bit of advice meant that you’re supposed to understand what makes you happy and when those things happen to you, you have to really live in that moment. You have to really let that happen to you. And anytime you’re sad, you have to go back and revisit it in your head.
—  Taylor’s Wildest Dreams/Enchanted speech on 8/22/15 in LA
Sacrifices of Love (Words of Love Pt. 4)

Warnings: angst and sadness. I’m not sorry

WC: 2889

AU: Hamiltime

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 Your father took a deep breath before looking into your eyes. For a split second, you saw sympathy and guilt in his eyes before they hardened, “I’m sorry (Y/N) but you may never see that young man again.”  

The words rang in your ears as the world seemed to stop turning. You look at your father in shock.

You may never see that young man again.”, his words echo in your head.

You shake your head slowly, and back away, “N-No, you can’t. Father, you can’t.”, you say while tears begin to glisten in your eyes.

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anonymous asked:

Terrified gender nuetral reader, Spock + comforting and encouraging because reader hates shots with a passion and has to be held for them, if their upper body can't move, neither will the rest, and hugs are a safe place

- At least it was Bones administering the hypo. Spock arranged for it so that you wouldn’t feel so detached from the person doing this to you.

- Spock came into the exam room with you and stood next to you as you sat on the bed. He wrapped his arms around you and you held his arm with your hands.

- You were incredibly stiff and shaky.

- Spock stroked your back and kissed the side of your head before Bones came in.

- “You need to relax your neck at least,” he murmured in your ear. “If you are tense it will only hurt more.”

- You leaned your forehead against his shoulder and tried to relax your neck.

- Spock reached up with one hand and held your head tight to his shoulder so you couldn’t move. His other arm simultaneously tightened around your arms and back to keep the rest of you still.

- He instructed you to follow his breathing.

- Having him to focus on helped you not to see the hypo coming.

- There was a pinch and you let out a squeak, but it was over.

- Spock loosened his grip so you could move again, but he didn’t break the hug.

- Bones left you alone and Spock just held you, promising that everything was over.

This is actually and for real the last one for today! Thank you all again for submitting, this was a great celebration! I love you all very much, thank you for coming and spending time with me today!

anonymous asked:

13 for Darry please omfg !!!!

13. “You’re so small.” + “You don’t think I know that?”

After going to the store with Darry, you head back to his house. You take a seat on the couch with Sodapop sitting next yo you. You then look behind you to see Darry going through the bags. “Babe, pass me my coke,” you yell over to him. He puts it high over his head. “Sorry, guess you are just going to have to come and get it,” You smile and run over there trying to reach for your coke, struggling quite a bit. 

“You’re so small,” he laughs. “You don’t think I know that?” you say back. Motivated by his teasing, you tackle him down and grab your coke. It was pretty easy to do considering he couldn’t do anything back since he was laughing so hard. “Wow, who knew someone so little could be so strong?” he mockingly says to you. “Shut up,” you laugh and playfully punch him on the arm. 

Dating Violet Harmon would include

-Being a neighbor from across the street

-Offering to show her around school

-Instead she convinces you to ditch and smoke a joint with her

-You’re both just sitting their laughing at stupid things

-You kiss her before you head back to school

-You tell her about the history of the house she lives in

-Whenever she gets stressed or scared she spends the night at your house

-You both try to pull an all nighter

-Listening to music, watching movies and continuos talking and joking to keep you up

-You play with each other’s hair

-Hugging her and telling her all the reasons you love her when she is feeling depressed

-If you ever feel upset she tries to make you laugh and blush

-When she is having family problems you invite her over for dinner and sleepover to help her forget about it

-Most of your dates are just taking long walks and trying to make each other laugh

-Or at your house making out

-She tells you when she realizes that their are ghosts in her house

-You want to believe her so you go to hers to check it out

-You could not believe the amount of dead people you had recognized from pictures

-Grabbing her hand and deciding both of you need to get the hell out of there

-You can’t go over to her house because you know how Tate feels about Violet and he hates you

-She ends up moving in with you instead of dying in the murder house

-“I promise no one is going to hurt you here”

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Monday 8:27am
I woke up with you on my mind.
You called me babe last night —
my heart is still pounding.

Tuesday 10:53pm
Today I realized we won’t work.
What we are is hurting her.
And I think she matters more to me than you do.

Wednesday 11:52pm
I broke things off with you today.
She barely said a word.
I’ve never regretted anything more than this.

Thursday 4:03pm
I shouldn’t have sent that message.
You shouldn’t have been so okay with receiving it.

Friday 9:57pm
I almost messaged you today.
I didn’t.

Saturday 8:49pm
I’m walking around town in search of alcohol.
They say that liquor numbs the pain of having a broken heart.
I want to put that to the test.

Sunday 2:32am
I heard you texted a girl you’ve never spoken to before.
I wonder if it’s because you’re trying to replace me.
I can’t help but wish you weren’t.
I thought I was irreplaceable.

—  a week with you on my mind, c.j.n.