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Fantasy vs Reality- Part 4

Pairing: Au!Dean x Reader

Word Count: 2,738

Warnings: Angst, a little fluff at the end

AN: Part 4 I used for @jalove-wecallhimdean‘s challenge. The quote is bolded. I also want to thank @squirrelchester for giving me the idea about the bar scene. Hope you guys enjoy this part! I’m excited there seems to be so much interest in this series. 

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To say you were fine would be a lie. You were far from it and you knew it, you just refused to let it consume your life. It’s been two weeks since you’ve seen Dean. Two weeks since he completely shattered your trust and made your insecurities feel more real than they ever had been. Two weeks since he proved to you that you were just a way for him to pass the time. You now wish you had stayed the invisible girl and never bought any of the bullshit he sold you.

It wasn’t that Dean hadn’t been trying, because he had. You hadn’t known someone could be as persistent as he was and it hadn’t taken long for him to try everything under the sun to get a reaction from you. The first step had been leaving flowers on your doorstep every day. You never read the cards, just placed them in the trash and left them out of sight and out of mind. The next step had been to have them delivered to your work, where you would either pay the nice and confused delivery man a hefty tip to have them delivered to the girls at the bar, or give them to your co-workers that always complained how their men never sent them anything. You still never read the cards.

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A Man Worth Fighting For- 19

Summary: Seventy years has passed and the world has changed. You thought you were moving on until Steve Rogers asks you for a favor which leads to a discovery that will change everything. So much for retirement. Sequel to “A Girl Worth Fighting For.” Bucky Barnes x Reader

Words: 1392
Warnings: Language, super sadness exrraordinairre. 
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AN: ONE CHAPTER LEFT OH MAN. Also, don’t hate me. Or do? I probably would.

Part 18  Masterlist

Originally posted by nicelilmoment

You were under water. That much you were certain of, the way the images beneath you shifted with the light from above piercing the surface. You tried to swim upward, your lungs constricting, but it was so far away and no matter how hard you kick, you can’t reach the top. Shapes move above the water, flickers of orange that you think are fire. A sudden, sharp pain shoots through your side and you look down, trying to see the wound. Blood flows from it like smoke, tainting the water as you try to yank the metal out of you. A scream tears from your throat and you kick again, desperate as it becomes harder and harder to breathe.

A figure appears above you in the water, and you’re both relieved and afraid when you see the black vest and the glint of a metal arm as it wraps around your waist. Bucky pulls you up toward the surface, and the pain in your side goes away. Air enters your lungs as you break through the other side, finally dry heaving the water.

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My muse gets a call mid-date/while hanging out with yours.

Send a 📱 + a number for, or just  📱 for a randomly generated starter.

  1. a call telling my muse has forgotten something important
  2. silence with a friend/family member on the other end
  3. an urgent call from a family member/friend
  4. bad news
  5. good/long awaited news
  6. a demand to go to work/home
  7. repeated prank calls
  8. a threatening call
  9. a wrong number-call (but the person on the other side is convinced otherwise)
  10. a call from the worst enemy gloating of their latest success
  11. a call from a panicked stranger telling something bad is about to happen in the area
Narnia: Edmund/Reader

Could you do a Edmund imagine where Peter doesn’t trust the reader and doesn’t want them to be together you can make up the end

(Narnia) Edmund fighting for you, Edmund falling in love with you, Being Lucy’s best friend

 Oeehh could you possibly do one where Peter hates the reader and wants to protect Edmund but Edmund doesn’t want him to. You can make up the end

An Edmund imagine where he teaches you how to sword fight please

 Author: Queen of Ghosts

 (Hope you like it!)

Several daggers flew through the air however, none of them reached the targets before my arrows. Each dagger came from Lucy who was showing me her skills. I was doing the same. I just happened to be more successful.

With a small smile, Lucy turned to me.

“Your bow makes them go faster.” She claimed.

“Perhaps. Or perhaps I’m better.” I grinned.

“With a bow, yes. Not so much with blades.” Lucy pointed out before walking to the targets to retrieve her weapons. I followed and pulled each arrow out the targets.

“Speaking of, aren’t you meant to be meeting my brother?” She questioned.

“If you mean Edmund, then yes. Peter doesn’t like me.”

“I’m sure she does.” Lucy assured me. Then she grinned. “Although, we all know Edmund likes you much more than anyone else.” She raised her eyebrows.

“Okay, well, I must leave.” I announced making Lucy laugh. With another goodbye, I left her for the grounds I was to meet Edmund.

Edmund was waiting for me when I got there. There was a sword in his hand that he was swinging around. There was an air of grace around him and I watched for a few seconds. As I watched, I noticed a sword sitting on a stand, probably for me. Finally, I cleared my throat. Edmund turned around and a smile grew on his face.

“Hi,” Edmund said as I walked up to him. “Glad you could make it.”

“I need to learn.” I told him. “Is that for me?” I nodded to the sword.

“Ah, yes.” Edmund moved to the side and I pulled the sword up. It was heavy enough for me to have a good grip on it. I gripped the handle and Edmund noticed. He walked around and stood behind me.

“Your grip is too tight.” Edmund explained putting his hand over mine. His lips were very close to my cheek. I turned my head to look at him. Our faces were close enough that I could easily kiss him. Edmund smiled.

“You’re doing that on purpose.” I nudged him with my elbow and he kissed my cheek with a laugh.

“Maybe, but you are holding it too tight.” Edmund explained moving so that he stood in front of me at sword’s length. “Ready?” He asked raising his sword. I nodded and copied his technique.

It wasn’t that I didn’t know how to use a sword. It was more like I didn’t know how to fight with it. Edmund had been helping me with that. Despite what Edmund thinks of me, his brother had other opinions. For some reason, the oldest Pevensie child despised me with all his might. It probably didn’t help with the fact Edmund and I had open feelings about each other.

“Your footing is off. Your feet need to be firmly planted on the ground.” Edmund instructed after I tripped over my feet for the tenth time. The third time I fell into his arms. I did as he said and parried his strike as I learned.

“Ed!” The two of us continued to practice when peter called for his brother.

“What?” Edmund called blocking my swing.

“We need to talk.”

“Fine.” Edmund took a step away from me and lowered his sword. Both of us were out of breath and we stood still for a second. I held my hand out and Edmund passed me the hilt of his sword. Our hands brushed and I gave him a small smile before he went to speak to his brother.

Someone touched my back and I jumped, dropping the swords. I quickly picked them up and turned to see Lucy.

“That was a short practice.” Lucy stated. “Usually you practiced for longer. Mainly because you kiss.” She smirked.

‘Yeah, your other brother is the reason for that.” I explained.

“Come on,” Lucy took my arm and pulled me into the castle. I questioned her, but Lucy ignored me.

Instead, she dragged me around until she stopped. I nearly bumped into her. There were two voices and I recognised them as Edmund and Peter’s.

“I don’t care if you don’t trust (Y/N)! I do.” Edmund told his brother.

“You’re not good at that. Remember the White Witch?”

“Fine, but Lucy and Susan trust (Y/N). You don’t know how to trust people at all.”

Peter sighed and I looked at Lucy who was smiling.

“I just want you to be safe.” Peter added.

“I’ll be fine. I love (Y/N), Peter.” Edmund told his brother. While I was listening to her brothers, Lucy left me in the corridor. There were footsteps coming towards me and I froze. As Edmund came around the corridor, I relaxed a little.

“What’re you doing here?” He asked.

“Lucy dragged me here.” I explained. “And before you ask, I heard everything.” I held out my hand and Edmund took it. He kissed my cheek and grinned.

“All of it was true.”

“I love you too.”

Homestuck April Fools’ Day Preparedness Guide

As the day approaches on which most of the internet engages Trickster Mode, it’s reasonably likely there will be a few Homestuck-related pranks. To avoid panicking when you see such shenanigans on your dash, I recommend leaving this up the night before to remind yourself that:

  • Homestuck didn’t just end
  • An upd8 wasn’t posted
  • An upd8 also wasn’t briefly leaked
  • Any screenshot of a news post is likely fake, although a real one is possible
  • Hussie didn’t die
  • Hussie didn’t decide to stop writing Homestuck
  • Hussie didn’t cancel Hiveswap
  • Hussie didn’t announce his next big project

You are now prepared to read that post on your dash about how Hussie died, went God Tier, posted the entire rest of Homestuck (but only if you paid $413 to see it), then deleted the whole comic a few minutes later when he decided it would be better to have MSPA exclusively host his real project, Jailbreak II instead.

A Man Worth Fighting For- 14

Summary: Seventy years has passed and the world has changed. You thought you were moving on until Steve Rogers asks you for a favor which leads to a discovery that will change everything. So much for retirement. Sequel to “A Girl Worth Fighting For.” Bucky Barnes x Reader

Words: 2112
Warnings: Language, as always. references to nightmares.
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AN: There’s a bit of something different in this chapter towards the end, something I’ve never done before. Hopefully you guys aren’t too put off by it.
Part 13 Masterlist

Originally posted by flyngdream

The first night was the worst.

The moonlight drifted through the slats in the blinds, illuminating specks of dust. You counted them, laying on your side facing the window and listening for the sound of Bucky sleeping. He laid in that bed for hours without so much as moving, still refusing to get under the blankets despite the fact that the heater was broken.

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A Man Worth Fighting For-15

Summary: Seventy years has passed and the world has changed. You thought you were moving on until Steve Rogers asks you for a favor which leads to a discovery that will change everything. So much for retirement. Sequel to “A Girl Worth Fighting For.” Bucky Barnes x Reader

Words: 2757
Warnings: Language, graphic depictions of violence, blood and gore
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AN: Please let me know if you’re not being tagged and you’ve asked me to, ‘cause I’m a giant mess and I’ve been cleaning up my tags. Also, I apologize for this chapter. You’ll see why.

Part 14 Masterlist

Originally posted by insanityofthemoon

Cold air crept up the back of your neck, wrapping around you like an unwelcome blanket. The stars above twinkled against the ocean of black sky, the gentle trickle of water from an earlier rain draining down the gutters below you. The roof was slick and you nearly slipped, but settled easily with your legs dangling over the side as you pulled a cigarette to your lips. The nicotine did little to calm your nerves as you leaned back, shivering as the water seeped into the back of your shirt.

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I don’t know if their shells really make great ashtrays, but their eggs really are delicious. You should try them next time you vacation on one of their nesting beaches.