The Summer Soldier (Avengers x Fem!Reader) - Part I

I can say it but you won’t believe me

You say you do but you don’t decieve me

Its hard to know they’re out there

It’s hard to know that you still care

Set from Age of Ultron in between with Civil War, The Avengers have new recruits in the team, many from the aid of Captain America. One of them happen to be you, The Summer Soldier, an unheard project of HYDRA. What the team doesn’t know won’t hurt them… But will open their eyes.

Pairing: Tony Stark x Reader (Platonic), Avengers x Reader

Word Count: 2,344

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A hundred caring kisses are not enough,
a thousand tender touches are meaningless,
a million words doused in honey are too bitter,
a billion moments of our love seem so far from endless.
Because they can only be found in my own realm of thought,
and as lost as i can be in this perfect world of mine,
the shivering cold of reality somehow decieves the warmth in my heart.

So the parking lot was crowded, and my dad found a spot between these big pickup trucks. He decided to park Snowflake in between these truck and people hate us now x)
And every time a car passes by, they get pissed because at a certain angle you can’t see it until the last minute.

My plate has the word ‘Nothin’ on it too, so my dad told me “There’s NOTHIN there, so I don’t know if you can park here”

Olicity Prompt: Looks can be decieving

Originally posted by olivergifs

@captainolicitysbedroom again I went down an odd road….

Prompt: Oliver is a war veteran and living on the streets of Starling. Felicity is again the hard working girl who whenever she passes the old man with the beard she gives him food or money. One day she gets attacked and he saves her. As always you can throw in a kiss or some heat. Oh it’d be really fun if Felicity really does think Oliver’s old until the end. 

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Looks can be decieving

Snow fell gently from the cloudy skies above the many buildings of the crowded downtown streets. Oliver dusted the freshly fallen flakes off the ratty old beanie that he’d found discarded in a trash bin about three blocks away. The wind howled through the tall, endless lines of the buildings that surrounded him. The flames from the nearby fire can were dying, the residents around this corner of the desolate alley were all moving slowly with frost bitten fingers towards their cardboard homes. 

A lady dressed in layers of various coats and sweaters waved kindly. He gave her a brisk nod and returned his cold, blue eyes to the lone lamp on the otherwise darkened street. His long, tangled brownish grey beard kept his face and neck warmed as the cold night air howled through the endless night. The clock bells began to loudly chime… He muttered beneath his sour breath, “and in five, four, three, two…” 

He licked his cracked lips as the tips of her pale colored shoes inched toward the small circle of amber light. “One…” he breathed as her slender jean covered leg entered the circle, followed by her bundled up form. His neighbors shot her a quick glance but continued moving with slow progression towards their spots for the night; he on the other hand waited as he’d done for the past six weeks. 

Her hair was flowing down past her slender shoulders; her head he smiled was covered in a snug beanie of her own. The memory of their first meeting still made him question the decisions he’d made since that day.

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If there’s only one thing you’ll ever do for trauma survivours, let it be this: Don’t ever lie to them, don’t ever make false promises, don’t ever lure them in or decieve them, don’t promise things you don’t intend or can’t keep. Be upfront and honest about things, especially things concerning their safety or your relationship. This goes especially for therapists, doctors and anyone working in health or social service jobs. 

When I was a little girl I used to read fairy tales. In fairy tales you meet Prince Charming and he’s everything you ever wanted. In fairy tales the bad guy is very easy to spot. The bad guy is always wearing a black cape so you always know who he is. Then you grow up and you realize that Prince Charming is not as easy to find as you thought. You realize the bad guy is not wearing a black cape and he’s not easy to spot; he’s really funny, and he makes you laugh, and he has perfect hair.
—  Taylor Swift