coffee affair

Korean Drama Recommendations/Fangirling:

So! A friend of mine on FB asked me late last night for Korean drama recommendations. She’s never watched kdramas before, so without intending to I just vomited up brief feels, synopses, and titles for her from which to choose. These titles were only the ones that immediately came to mind off the top of my head. Seeing as how I assume some of you adorable follower-humans might enjoy kdramas too, I thought I’d share. Most likely you diehards (pun not intended) out there have already seen these, but here’s some dramas to throw in your face anyway! Since it’s my thing, I’m going to go by genre; so all will have romance as either a main plot line or as a subplot. Brace yourself for the d'awws!


If you’re in the mood for a serious, beautiful, powerhouse of a drama with adult themes (ie adultery but not really…long story), dreams and money, sacrificing your true self for security to forsake happiness, and of COURSE sex and pianos, then you need to watch Secret Love Affair. It is hot and intense and has an open ended interpretation for a finale that will leave you stunned and happy.

I mean, damn, guys…come on just LOOK at this sexiness!

Plus it’s just a damn good drama all around. So watch it.


If you’re looking for something that walks the line between comedy and paranormal, you NEED to see The Master’s Sun. Its heroine is an hilariously adorable girl who can see ghosts, and the hero is a skeptic who, when the female lead touches, makes poltergeists disappear. It’s probably one of the best dramas that incorporates creepy horror with perfect comedy!


If you’re looking for something a bit different, you HAVE to watch Arang and the Magistrate. Same concept as The Master’s Sun, except the female lead is dead and a ghost, the setting is ancient Korea, and there’s gods, goddesses, action, magic, and evil political dudes. Plus the male lead is hilariously apathetic, and the female lead is a badass who kicks ass as a dead girl! It’s funny and dark and heartfelt and will leave you with all of the heart eyes! Plus it has the cutest ending that ever cuted itself.


If you’re looking for something strictly comedy and a bit silly, with moments of seriousness and more cute than you could shake a stick at, you need King of High School. Take an 18 year old high school guy and make him pose as his older brother as a prestigious CEO in a company that a dowdy, 30 year old over-looked heroine works at and you talk about some of the CUTEST comedy you’ve ever witnessed in your freakin’ life!


If you’re looking for something hella melodramatic and intense, go with Secret Love. Heroine is engaged to a guy who gets involved in a hit-and-run that kills a girl, and the heroine takes the fall for her fiance. Turns out the victim was the pregnant girlfriend of the male lead. The drama explores the idea of falling in love with someone, even as you hate them. Suffice to say, IT IS INTENSE, and a bit nuts of a drama, but it will leaving you feeling all of your emotions and then some.


If you want some time travel in your drama diet, go with Queen In Hyun’s Man. Hero is an ancient Korean scholar who finds himself traveling to the future, where he meets the female lead, an aspiring actress who lands the role of the Queen from our hero’s time period. Comedy, cuteness, angst, and adorableness ensues. And smexy kisses. OH MY GOD THE SMEXY KISSES!


Keeping in the same vain as the historical theme, Sungkyunkwan Scandal is adorable and perfect! Set in ancient Korea, in order to protect her family our female lead disguises herself as a boy to get into a university of sorts that only permits men. Cue “male lead finds himself attracted to a boy despite him not being gay” theme and much hilarious ensues. Ignoring the gay panic is a must, but if you can it’s so entertaining and will leave you so damn amused!


And, last but not least, keeping with the gay-panic theme, Coffee Prince. Coffee Prince is probably one of the best kdramas ever, and it’s basically the same premise as Sungkyunkwan Scandal; female lead lands a job in an all-male working environment to support her family. The only real difference is that in Coffee Prince, our heroine opens and closes the drama as a very tom boyish, masculine girl. She’s never subscribed to gender roles, so it makes her character far more interesting. There’s angst and cute and smexy kisses and great characters and everything you could ever want in a drama!

Leading Suspects

Summary: When an old friend in need reaches out to Katniss, she returns to the small town she swore she’d never set foot in again. Help Madge and then leave, she decides. But a murder investigation and one sheriff with stupid blue eyes and dimples all conspire to keep her where she thought she’d never want to be.

WARNINGS: RATED E for mentions of domestic abuse, character death, mild language to include racial slurs, an obscene love affair with coffee, and explicit sexual content.

This piece was lovingly crafted for my dear friend and beta, @peetabreadgirl, to celebrate her birthday. It’s based on a book I recently read and immediately had to Everlark because…well you’ll see. The book is Jed Had to Die by Tara Sevic. I am neither Tara Sevic nor Suzanne Collins and thus technically do not own the basic storyline or the characters. This is pure fun. Also, it’s multi-chapter, but they will be significantly shorter than my chapters usually are. Enjoy! Love you, PBJ! <3



There are few things a woman wouldn’t do for her one true love in this life. Maim, murder, wreck, and ruin. Because we all know that your one true love is reserved for that singular soul who inspires your heart and then protects it. Strong, dependable, forgiving, amazing. These are the qualities that garner affection. Especially at times when your love reliably comes through to rescue you from a horrible day. Enter Theo.

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Leading Suspects - Chapter 3

Summary: When an old friend in need reaches out to Katniss, she returns to the small town she swore she’d never set foot in again. Help Madge and then leave, she decides. But a murder investigation and one sheriff with stupid blue eyes and dimples all conspire to keep her where she thought she’d never want to be.

WARNINGS: RATED E for mentions of domestic abuse, character death, mild language to include racial slurs, an obscene love affair with coffee, and explicit sexual content.

This piece was lovingly crafted for my dear friend and beta, @peetabreadgirl, to celebrate her birthday this month. It’s based on a book I recently read and immediately had to Everlark because…well you’ll see. The book is Jed Had to Die by Tara Sevic. I am neither Tara Sevic nor Suzanne Collins and thus technically do not own the basic storyline or the characters. This is pure fun. Also, it’s multi-chapter, but they will be significantly shorter than my chapters usually are, and I plan to post one chapter every other day. Enjoy! Love you, PBJ! <3

Chapter 1 Here

Chapter 2 Here


“I look like the night of the living dead!” I say, glancing once more in the mirror at my water splashed face to make sure I don’t have anymore drool tracks down my chin. Behind me, Madge chuckles. I’m just so happy to hear that sound that I keep going, hoping to draw more laughter out of her. “And you’re no help. I basically molested Hot Guy Bearing Coffee’s chest and you didn’t even have the decency to wake up and stop me from making a fool of myself.”

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His Own Insignificance

Originally posted by boogiecore

His fingers hovered over the keypad beside your apartment door. Gray knew the code by heart ever since he and the rest of the AOMG crew had helped you move in a few months ago. Even with all of the stress and long days he’d put in at the studio lately, Gray hesitated dropping by unannounced like the rest of the guys did.

I hope she’s not asleep…

But his panic subsided even before he looked at his watch. 2am. He cracked a smile knowing you would be awake. You always stayed up too late.

It had only been a year since Jay first introduced you but Gray had memorized your habits by now. The way you did laundry whenever you were stressed or your love affair with coffee or how you genuinely enjoyed his terrible jokes though you would never admit it. Everything. There was something about you that always seemed to make sense to him. He could depend on you to be yourself and that was reassuring.

He let out a deep breath before punching in the code and slipping into your apartment. You were lounging on the couch in a pair of old sweats and a t-shirt; a diminishing bowl of popcorn nestled on your lap as you absently watched a drama on the television. Gray felt his chest tighten a bit. You looked so heartbreakingly beautiful to him that he didn’t want to disturb you.

“It’s just me,” he said quietly. Part of him hoped you wouldn’t notice so he could stare at you a moment longer but you always noticed Gray.

You looked up at him, your smile touching your eyes as you took in how sweet he looked when he was exhausted. You patted the space beside you on the couch. You didn’t have to ask him twice. You shifted a bit as he sunk into the cushion until there was a comfortable space between the two of you.

It had just occurred to Gray that he hadn’t thought of a reason to give you for his visit on the short walk from the studio. He wracked his brain trying to come up with a decent excuse. Silence settled between the two of you that was only broken by the sound of the drama’s end credits playing.

“You look stressed,” you said.

“A bit.”


He nodded. You knew he wanted to talk but getting anything out of Gray when he was upset took some prompting.

“Do you want to tell me about it?”

“There isn’t much to tell. Deadlines coming up, compositions that aren’t turning out, practicing my set for this tour, more deadlines. Oh, did I mention deadlines?” You both chuckled.

“You’re deflecting the real issue,” you said.

You put the now empty popcorn bowl on the coffee table and turned to face him completely. Your arms wrapped around your legs as you propped your chin up on your knees and gave Gray your undivided attention.

Gray sighed and rubbed his eyes; the extent of his exhaustion setting in. It hadn’t occurred to him that as he had been getting to know your habits, you had been observing his too.

“Aish! You know me too well,” he muttered. His posture slumped when you didn’t respond. Your silence was your coup de grâce; the final push he needed before his unfiltered thoughts began pouring out to you.

“You’re right. It’s not just work. It’s everything,” he started. “The day I met Jay was one of the best days of my life because I never thought I would work with someone so focused and inspiring about music outside of an occasional collaboration. He makes it look so effortless. All those hours in the studio and people still call him lazy because the pressure just melts off of him.”

He was aware that he was rambling. In truth, his frustrations had almost nothing to do with Jay but he couldn’t stop himself nor did it seem like you wanted him to. Your concentration was unwavering.

“Talking with Jay was like having clarity for the first time in years about what I wanted to do. I didn’t want to be just ‘Gray the producer’ or 'Gray the songwriter.’ I wanted to be in the center of it all; on stage, my stage, with my fans cheering me on.

"I know it sounds selfish but for once I wanted to write music for myself instead of watching someone else perform it. I was given an opportunity to do that and it was everything that I expected thanks to the guys…,” Gray’s thoughts trailed off momentarily. He looked up at you with a half smile but he could feel the sadness in his eyes betraying him.

“But now whenever I go into the studio to work on new stuff it’s like nothing comes out right. I just sit at my keyboard and my mind goes blank because nothing I write is good enough. I just choke.” He fidgeted with his hands out of frustration. “I never choke.”

His words were getting strained as he struggled to keep himself composed. It wasn’t pride that kept him from crying in front of you but rather his need to keep you as happy as possible. You weren’t completely separate from his work but you were about as uninvolved as he could manage to keep you. Spending time with you was his escape from those deadlines that he often overworked himself for and there were days when the promise of seeing you was the only thing that kept him going.

You jumped up from the couch without a word and quickly shuffled down the hallway. You were back before Gray could follow you with an old blanket folded haphazardly underneath your arm.

“Come with me.”

A confused Gray tilted his head questioningly.

“Where exactly are we going at this hour?”

“First of all, Gray, we live in Seoul: the city that actually never sleeps. Don’t believe what they say about New York City.” Gray rolled his eyes at you.

“You act like I’ve never been there.”

You rolled your eyes back at him. Gray was so sweet and soft spoken when you first met him that when he finally felt comfortable enough to show his stubborn, witty side you nearly toppled over in surprise. Part of you was infuriated by it but only a small part…

“Just trust me, Gray, okay?”

He begrudgingly got off the sofa and followed you to the roof of your apartment building. The nights were still warm enough to survive without a jacket and Gray couldn’t help but smile as you both took a moment to breathe in the fresh air. You spread the blanket out in your favorite spot; a carefully chosen place hidden from the exit of the stairwell but far enough away from the hvac fans so that you could hear someone coming.

“Lay down,” you said casually but when you saw Gray’s flustered reaction you couldn’t stop your cheeks from tingeing red.

“I pinky promise that I will be a complete gentleman, Lee Sunghwa,” you recovered. Though he still had questions for you, he grinned hearing you say his name and did as he was told. You laid next to him.

“What are we doing up here?” he asked in mock agitation.

“Shh. You are done talking for now.”

“I can manage that.”

You gave him a playful slap on the arm for making a joke at his own expense.

“Alright, now all you have to do is look up.”

He followed your directions. Gray could make out only a few stars at first. He stared up at the sky, listening to the rhythm of your breathing, feeling your arm innocently brush against his as you tried to get comfortable. He wouldn’t stop until you told him to and as his eyes combed the night sky he began to distinguish more and more stars.

His imagination filled in the rest until suddenly he was not looking at just a handful but rather thousands of feint lights dappling the horizon. The sight made Gray strangely aware of just how small he must look laying on the rooftop.

“You see it?”

“It’s stunning,” he said. “How often do you come up here?”

“Whenever I’m feeling stressed and laundry isn’t enough,” you said, earning a chuckle from Gray. “I don’t know why but there is something about it that helps me put my problems into perspective. It’s  really freeing to realize your own insignificance. That in the grand scheme of things my problems are so trivial and that my aspirations and failures are temporary.”

“So what you’re saying is that I should keep trying because I’m insignificant?”

“I know you’re not that dense,” you groaned. “What I’m saying is that you should keep trying even if you fail because failure is not what you’re going to be remembered for. Besides, the guys won’t let you fail, I won’t let you fail, and most of all you won’t let yourself fail.”

Gray felt the blush on his cheeks deepen at your words as he broke away from your gaze.

What I wouldn’t give to see the world through her eyes, he thought as he helped you fold the blanket. Maybe one day I’ll tell her how much I love her but for now I just want to make her proud.

“Everything ok?” You asked over your shoulder when you noticed he was lagging behind.

“Everything is… good." 

He liked the way that sounded.

Leading Suspects - Chapter 4

Summary: When an old friend in need reaches out to Katniss, she returns to the small town she swore she’d never set foot in again. Help Madge and then leave, she decides. But a murder investigation and one sheriff with stupid blue eyes and dimples all conspire to keep her where she thought she’d never want to be.

WARNINGS: RATED E for mentions of domestic abuse, character death, mild language to include racial slurs, an obscene love affair with coffee, and explicit sexual content.

Chapters 1 and 2 have been cross posted and can now be read on AO3 and! I’ll get the rest up there in the next few days. In the meantime, Chapter 3 is still only on tumblr HERE, and chapter 4 is below the cut.

Sorry, @peetabreadgirl, this will not be completely posted by your actual birthday, but hey! That means you can continue the party for a bit longer, yeah? Enjoy!

“This is a terrible idea,” Madge says nervously as I shove aside glass bottles until I find the one I want.

“Bailey’s is never a bad idea,” I insist. “Especially not if we’re going to be drinking shitty insta-coffee. Honestly Madge, you shoulda divorced his ass just for subjecting you to that torture.”

Madge snorts and curls her feet onto the couch as I crow in triumph and pull the still sealed bottle from the back of the generously stocked bar. She holds up both mugs of coffee for me to add a generous amount of Bailey’s to each. Setting the bottle on the coffee table, I accept my mug from her.

“Besides, when have I ever had a bad idea?” I ask and sigh at the first sip of what is more Bailey’s than coffee concoction.

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anonymous asked:

top 10 dramas and top 10 tv shows ?

10 dramas and 10 tv shows? Are dramas not tv shows, lol?

I’m assuming you mean Western shows/non-Asian dramas. I have watched majority Asian dramas for the last couple of years so I’m not up on a lot of the newer Western shows. I’ve pretty much said goodbye to American network television altogether. All that being said, I don’t know how satisfactory my lists will be but here we go:

Top 10 Dramas:

  1. I Remember You
  2. School 2013
  3. The Master’s Sun
  4. Signal
  5. Secret Love Affair
  6. Coffee Prince
  7. Misaeng
  8. Reply 1988
  9. Scarlet Heart: Ryeo
  10. Queen In Hyun’s Man

That was surprisingly difficult to narrow down. The order is constantly shifting, all entries are subject to change at any time depending on the day of the week and the phase of the moon.

Top 10 Western Shows:

  1. Dirk Gently’s Holistic Detective Agency
  2. Hannibal (The first 2 seasons, I haven’t watched the third…)
  3. Jonathan Stranger and Mr. Norrell
  4. Life (2007-2009 starring Damien Lewis)
  5. Dead Like Me
  6. Stranger Things
  7. Sherlock (Again, I haven’t watched the most recent series. Too many Kdramas.)
  8. House MD
  9. True Detective (Season 1)
  10. Raising Hope

That was a weird list to organize too. I imagine if I had included anime it would have looked a lot different. Oh well, hopefully that was illuminating.


“I am not Cinderella.” Tony muttered while staring at the garment bag hanging on the door. “If anything I’m Vivian Ward. I look amazing in red.” 

Rhodey spares his best friend a long suffering look. “Tony if that’s really been one of those jobs you’ve been working stop or I will stop you myself.” 

Not bothering to resist the grin in response to Rhodey’s papa bear reaction to his joking Tony flops back on the bed to stare at him upside down. Tony hasn’t been earning some money by offering his body up in that sense. Just taking any extra hours at the restaurant and the messenger gigs he can land. The roller-skates are better than any of the bikes because he can actually handle any route better. Combined with a GPS Tony has a guaranteed delivery time for anything he can carry on his person without strain.

“I’m not. Claws back in there.” 

“The suit is for your interview tomorrow right?” Rhodey doesn’t sound approving but he doesn’t sound nearly as judgmental as he used to with anything concerning Steve.


Steve had told him he wanted Tony to have the opportunity to be taken seriously. And Steve never had any protests about his usual choice in clothes, but the whole internship was well above Tony’s status pay grade. Since the moment Tony had mentioned the internship at SHIELD Steve had been encouraging him to apply. One of the oddest things Tony had to adjust to with his benefactor had been his surprisingly encouraging streak. No matter how worn out he looked Steve always seemed to have time for Tony, even if it was only a few minutes.

One trip to the tailor later Tony had found himself fitted for a three piece suit. The fitting had been strange and awkward. But Steve watching the entire process and keeping up a chatter between the tailor and Tony had carried him through it. 

Now the suit hangs, a classic black English cut suit. The crimson tie and pocket square had been the only real input Tony’d had. He’d had a fondness for it since his acceptance into MIT. Steve teased him about it being his lucky color. Tony couldn’t argue too much for a multitude of reasons by now from MIT to Rhodey to Steve himself. Rhodey hasn’t even seen the simple tie pin or the cufflinks Steve said were required for a proper suit. Tony took his word for the it. It helped to convince him because Steve seldom went too extravagant with his gifts. Each and every present had been practical. The suit was just one of many by now. 

There had been a few gifts that Tony had refused. Like the the car Steve had tried to give him. Transportation wasn’t something Tony always had easy but normally Mass transit and his skates could get him where he needed to go. But it meant Tony had to plan and schedule everything which was tiresome even after years of getting accustomed to it in New York. Moving to Massachusetts had been painful even with his meager collection of possession for his first year at MIT. Tony had his pride and couldn’t accept something that big. But the smaller things felt more like Steve being thoughtful or trying to help than buy him. The drafting board he had was from Steve and he put it to good use. Pens and pencils.

Once upon a time Tony had thought Steve had been trying to buy his time and body. There had been a slew of press out there talking about Steve Rogers who lived in that kind of world with a new gorgeous woman on his arm each night. Rogers whose name was in print often enough to make Tony snort into his coffee when their entire affair began. Rhodey likes to read those stories loudly and Tony pretended never to listen even though he really did. 

Because Tony had a hard time reconciling a man trying to buy his body with the same dork that would kiss his cheek while trying to sneak a multipurpose pocketknife into his jeans as a surprise. Tony has a hard time reconciling Steve with the guy the world seems to see most days. It’s hard to think of someone as a corporate mastermind when he demands to snuggles when Tony is half-awake or overworked. It’s enough to make Tony swallow to think about how Steve likes to curl around Tony and hold onto him like something he can’t sleep without now. 

Blinking back to the present when Rhodey flicks his forehead he pouts at him. “That hurt.”

“No it didn’t.” Rhodey glances at the garment bag and frowns. “He remembers what I told him about the breaking your heart business right?”

“I don’t think a guy can forget the threat of heat-seaking missiles honey bear.” 


Tony reaches up and pats at Rhodey’s arm, because he can’t reach his cheek laying on his back like he is. “Don’t be jealous. You’re still the best ever.”

“You wish I was jealous. Ain’t happening. Been over this.”

“Can’t blame me for trying.” And Tony can remember his definite phase of adoration for Rhodey. He doesn’t love him less now but he does love him differently. Puppy love had passed and now Rhodey is his family, something Tony knows to his bones. “He’s not a bad guy.”

“Doesn’t mean he’s a good one either. But he’s been good for you.” Which is high praise coming from James Rhodes. 

“Yeah he has.”


When the door to his office opens Steve doesn’t bother to look up from what he’s in the middle of reading. He has on the glasses the optometrist highly recommended he start using if he plans to strain his eyes. The only reason Steve had caved to bother with them had been a combined effort of Tony and Bucky, a frightening combination as it turned out. 

He’s expecting another stack of paperwork to add to the remains of the last still on his desk. His eyes feel tired but he’s finally gotten caught up on the major co-opt projects between Rogers International and Yggdrasil - the green energy and conservation branch of the Asgard giant cooperate force. He’s got the first draft contract with notes from the lawyers to go through still but other than that the actual plans have been going well. He’s gotten his share of messages from Odin and more than a few from Thor as well. They’re not bad people though certainly strange by Steve’s standards.

The impending throughout of red ink makes his eyes itch. He’s been reading for over two hours now and he’s bored stiff. Hardly a new sensation but just as jaw bracingly yawn worthy as it’s ever been. Steve can suffer through what he needs to for business but he doesn’t enjoy it. Not a bit. 

The sound of expensive shoes on the wood floor of the office confirms his suspicion that Bucky is there. 

“Just least it in the box with the rest of it Buck.”

The woosh and shift of papers meets his ears. Steve doesn’t bother to withhold the groan at the sight of the two inch stack that hadn’t been there before. It’s all bound together so Steve would bet it’s that contract he’s dreading looking at.

In the midst of staring down the legal agreement Steve feels something warm brush against his temple. For a second he thinks maybe Peggy brought the contract and is about to scold him. But instead when he looks up he’s greeted with the sight of Tony, all decked on in that suit for his interview. There’s an exasperated fondness to his smile that isn’t new but still leaves Steve wondering.

“Tony.” Much to Steve’s guilt he had forgotten entirely about Tony’s interview after sending him a good luck text this morning. Well he has remembered for all of an hour before Bucky told him to stop fidgeting or he’d give him a good reason to. Since then he’s been buried in his work.

The suit looks good, better than he remembered. Tony’s tie is even in a perfect windsor knot. The final product is different than watching Tony stand uncomfortably still while the fabric was pinned after measuring. Tony looks much more comfortable. And there’s a grin on his face that means he’s in a very good mood.

“Ask me how it went.”

“How did it go?”

Tony shifts around and plops himself down into Steve’s lap. “Amazing. Interview went fine, but then they wanted to take me on a tour and talk details of the position. I know it’s just an internship but I went along.” 

It’s most distracting to have the warm weight in his lap but Steve is giving Tony his full attention. He’s hardly keeping still and one of Tony’s hands is fiddling with Steve’s tie while he talks. Tony always has so much restless energy it’s impressive. But he knows that Tony can function after seventy straight hours before he needs to sleep. That’s also about when hallucinations kick in.

“Then they brought me to the research lab. You should have seen it. I could have stayed in there for a month and been happy. The only better equipped research facility I’ve seen if your R&D department. Which still insanely sexy by the way.”

Steve can’t help a snort. “Yes I do recall you petting the-”

“Don’t be jealous Stevie.” Tony is teasing but the kiss he gives him dissolves any urge to argue.

A happy Tony is the most effective kryptonite for Steve. 

He means to pull back and tell Tony he’s glad to hear things went so well but instead he winds up with a hand in his hair kissing for several minutes. Tony is in a very good mood. He’s going slow and taking his time in taking apart Steve’s rational thought capabilities. 

When they do part Steve is sure his hair is in a state. Reflexively his licks his lips. Tony is still in his lap giving him a very self-satisfied grin. 

“Glad to hear it.” 

Tony’s grin only grows for the uneven volume of the words. It’s enough to make Steve rest a hand on Tony’s thigh. “Smart aleck.”

“You like it.” 

There is no lie in the statement. Tony’s intelligence is a very attractive quality. Not to mention more than a little humbling, especially when he manages to forget. It’s hard to think of Tony’s actual IQ ranking when he catches him singing in the shower or glowering at the coffee carafe when it wonder fill fast enough. Tony’s sat around with the R&D department and earned himself some definite fans. More than once Steve’s heard some informal proposals to extend Tony a job offer. He hasn’t so far for well reasons.

Bucky will hasn’t let him live down when Tony marched up to his office to yell at him about paying his tuition for his third doctorate classes. Tony has been in jeans, a pair of beaten up sneakers, and a superman tee shirt while yelling at him the second he got through the door. Bucky had followed Tony in to catch most of the dressing down Steve had gotten about gestures and buying his love. The worst of it had been when Tony had snatched the newspaper, rolled it up and smacked him with it, asking how a man pushing green energy didn’t think to go paperless. He hasn’t seen Bucky laugh that hard in awhile.

But that had been when Bucky had been won over by Tony Stark.

“It has its moments.”

Rolling his eyes Tony looks up at him. “They gave me an offer letter to look over.”

Steve is pleased to hear that and proud, but not surprised. Tony’s brilliant after all. But Steve also knows how besotted he is. How he’d give Tony everything he wanted if he so much as hinted. 

“We should celebrate.” Tony offers suddenly. It’s not something he often does, put out something that Steve can literally offer up on a silver platter. Or anything that could have a price tag, rather.

“Nothing big but you know.” And he’s trying to play it off. It’s one of Tony’s bad habits to shrug off the things he’s done. 

Steve nods. “We should. What would you like to do?”

“You. Me. Penthouse of yours. Dinner somewhere in there. Pants optional?” 

And Steve can only laugh because it’s nothing compared to what some people would ask for. Tony doesn’t demand presents or even ask for them, the only time he’d willingly told Steve something he wanted had been his birthday. And only because Bucky had been ready to strangle Steve for worrying about what to get. 

“I like the way you think.”

prompts gone wrong: alternative universe

Who doesn’t love a good and nicely written AU fic? You? And you? Oh, okay. Security, please take these two people out. Yes, thank you. Right. Where were we? AU fics! Who doesn’t like to read about your favourite characters being thrown in an alternative universe, where they do something completely else than they do in the canon of the show/book? Who doesn’t like to come up with various scenarios for their favourite characters? AUs are great. And this is why we give you a few AU prompts that, per usual, went wrong. But hey, according to the theory of multiuniversum - they all have a chance of happening.

regency era AU: character A is engaged to character C. they’re not in love, it’s meant to be an arranged marriage. character A is fine with it, not having known any other life and true love. but one day, during a boring and tedious tea party, he/she meets character B: a young and wonderful person whose ideas and expectations seem to be out of this age. they fall madly in love and character A plans on breaking the engagement to character B, but when his/her family threatens to disinherit him/her, they decide that living in luxury for the rest of one’s life is more important than some pesky love affair.

coffee shop #1: character A runs a coffee shop. character B starts to frequent it and they start falling in love. unfortunately, character A is sloppy and messy when it comes to preparing food and character B - together with other consumers - gets Salmonella poisoning and dies. character A goes to prison.

coffee shop #2: character A owns and runs a coffee shop. character B starts frequents said coffee shop. character A falls for character B. what she/she doesn’t know is that character B works for health&safety department and one days come to the coffee shop to close it down, because it doesn’t fulfill all the needed requirements.

high school AU: person A & person B are high school sweethearts. they are in their senior year, but they promise to continue communicating in college. in college, as in real life, they fail the promise to keep in touch.

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