even when you cheat on me

ASK THE FANDOM--RESPONSES

Here’s this week’s Ask the Fandom question:

  • Knowing everything we know about Logan by the end of season 3, was his choice to cheat* on Lilly with Yolanda deliberate or accidental?
    *“Kissing is cheating, and what I don’t know will hurt me” –Parker Lee, 3.18 I Know What You’ll Do Next Summer

And here’s what you had to say:

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[BTS] Reaction To You Being His Idol GF Who Every Idol Wants To Date

Jin: He wouldn’t mind that every idols wants you, cuz in the end it’s him you’re with. Also who wouldn’t want to be with someone as charming as him? Jin knows that you love him and only him. You only have eyes for him and he trusts you so he doesn’t even think twice when you talk with other idol guys. I mean come on who would cheat on princess peach, huh? You tell me, who would??

Suga [Yoongi]: He doesn’t know that all the other idols like you and want to be with you too. The only thing he thinks about when he’s with you is using you as a pillow. When he’s not touring, training or anything else that focused on his career he just wants to sleep. And who is better than his GF to use a soft pillow?

Rap Monster [Namjoon]: He would just use this as an opportunity to write a new rap and diss everyone. You’re his and no one else’s. Every night he would remind you that you’re his. He would feel so proud having a GF that all other idols want too. What did he do to deserve a great GF?? He would thank the Gods everyday.

J-hope [Hoseok]: I think he would kind of get insecure and jealous if you would talk to other guys too much. Especially if those idols are seen more handsome. His GF has to ensure him that he really is the only one she had eyes for. But he would brag to the other members that his GF is sooo cool that even their sunbae’s [their seniors] want her!

Jimin: He would be the same way like J-Hope as in feeling insecure. He would be so possessive. I think it would even be the reason for them breaking up. He needs a GF that only has eyes for him and he can feel comfortable around. Not someone who could be stolen from him any moment by other more handsome or popular rivals. 

Taehyung [ V ]: He would brag soo much omgg, you guys don’t know. He’s a people’s person so he would just become friends with everyone that’s after his GF. And since he is instantly likable the other idols would back off and let him have his GF for himself.

Jungkook: He would be like a mix of Tae, jhope and Jimin. Bragging, and trying to befriend his rivals. But also feeling insecure because his GF would get too much attention from the opposite gender. He would sometimes feel like he’s not good enough for her. 

Thanks for the request anon! Hope everyone liked reading it :) Some feedback would be awesome if you have it :D

-Admin Tae

» jealousy sentence meme

Feel free to adjust sentences to make it fit your muse better!

  • ❝ Why do you still talk to them? ❞
  • ❝ I don’t want you to talk to them. ❞
  • ❝ Do you like them better than me? ❞
  • ❝ I’m not jealous! ❞
  • ❝ Are you jealous? ❞
  • ❝ We’re just friends, you have nothing to worry about. ❞
  • ❝ They don’t see you as just a friend, you know. ❞
  • ❝ I know you like them a lot. ❞
  • ❝ Why are you always home so late? ❞
  • ❝ I just don’t want to feel like I’m competing against them. ❞
  • ❝ They’re not good enough for you. ❞
  • ❝ Can you stop staring at them? ❞
  • ❝ I don’t want to worry, but I always do when they’re here. ❞
  • ❝ You look at them in the way I want you to look at me. ❞
  • ❝ What do you even see in them? ❞
  • ❝ Are you cheating on me with them? ❞
  • ❝ Hello… I’m here too. ❞
  • ❝ No, it’s fine. Keep talking to them instead of me. ❞
  • ❝ Why do you take hours to answer my texts but you always immediately reply to them? ❞
  • ❝ I just want to feel like I’m special to you. ❞
  • ❝ If you like them more, maybe you should date them instead. ❞
  • ❝ Don’t like their pictures! ❞
In An Instant: Part Nine

Summary: A romantic comedy about what happens when love literally falls through your window.

Characters: Bucky Barnes x Reader, Ash (aka me), Steve Rogers, Sam Wilson, Tony Stark

Warnings: Language, general gross cuteness, some angst, bad writing, bad storylines, possible cheating, but mostly major fluff and feels

Word Count: 1.3K

A/N: Short part, just moving the story along, the next part is the last part! This is unbetad, unedited, In fact, I didn’t even read through it twice because I then tend to overthink it. Sorry about who I am as a person.


Originally posted by loveironman



Exiting the club had been a blur; too many shots, feelings, and disappoints had you feeling pretty low. All you could think about was Bucky, even as you were being led out of the club by an devilishly handsome billionaire, the boy from Brooklyn was burnt into your brain.

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Okay so I was tagged by @znanyjany @anyone–can–betray–anyone @eveisontherun a long long time ago (halloween!) to do this (even though i never had any love life) so the book that was close to me was Glass Sword by Victoria Aveyard and page 206 is the opening page of chapter 15 and here are the first sentences (I know i’m cheating but when you’ll see the quote though) : “Gulls perch on the stars adorning every roof, watching as we pass through the cool, midday shadows. I feel exposed beneath their gaze, a fish about to be snapped up for dinner.” So! Is it just me or it’s not quite a positive, happy, everything-is-okay one ? Just asking.

I tag : @margueriteciseaux @queenmareena @chaoslaborantin @terlovesbooks @dewydrael @catsbookstea @ionica01 @mailanoa Hope you’ll get better prediction that me ^^

I’m so scared.
Scared that you’ll get over me so fast.
That I am just a pass-by, a fling for you.
That you do like that girl that comments on all your instagram pictures more than you like me.
Even though you said you don’t.
That you’d prefer a girl who does look good in the morning when she just woke up,
without having to conceal the dark circles under her eyes.
That every moment with me would easily be replaced for moments with others.
That even though you say you love me, you don’t do nearly as much as I do love you.
— 

Please don’t leave

Excerpt of a book I’ll never write.

I Don’t Believe In Love Anymore- Luke Hemmings

Happy Valentine’s Day! This is my sad Luke imagine I was requested a bit back, but it ends cute..kinda…not big on Valentine’s Day so ya…hope you like it! Also was kinda tired while writing this so sorry…not great and may be errors -Lydia

“’Cause I don’t believe in love, so don’t get your hopes up darling….

I don’t believe in love anymore…” -Darling, SayWeCanFly

(BEST SONG I PROMISE)

“Luke are you alright?”

It was 3 am, and you were woken up to the sound of your phone ringing.

“That bitch” Luke said, voice rough and sounding like he had more than a few drinks.

“Luke?”

“I can’t believe she cheated on me Y/n, after all that time together and all those times we said we love each other…fucking bitch. I don’t believe in love anymore Y/n. I don’t believe in life anymore what’s the point? Nothing ever works out, and even when you think it does its all a sham. There’s always some dark secret that fucks everything up. That’s why here I am on Valentine’s Day sitting here on my balcony wall drinking my life away”

“You what?! Luke I’ll be right there! Get off the fucking balcony!! If you jump I swear-”

“Oh Y/n…” there was a loud beeping then the phone cut off

“Did his phone die? What the fuck Luke, I’m coming…” you said to yourself, throwing on some jeans and grabbing your keys.

Luckily Luke didn’t live to far away from you, nonetheless you took off like a formula one driver, rushing to get to the guy you had loved for years, but he saw you nothing more than a best friend. Friend-zoned or not, you were terrified he would do something terrible. The breakup between him and his girlfriend really affected him, and you knew he started drinking, but you never thought he might be considering  ending it all. That just showed you how hard he was taking everything right now…poor Luke.

When you got to Luke’s apartment, you opened the door with your spare key and ran out to the balcony. Luke was sitting there, a beer in his hand, he was looking up at the stars.

“Luke…thank god…I thought something happened…that you might have-”

“Jumped?” He asked turning to look at you.

You nodded.

“I’ve been thinking about it…”

“Luke-”

“No let me finish. I’ve thought about it. I really have. I’m done. But I can’t. I can’t bring myself to do it.”

“Luke. You can’t think suicide is the answer, are you kidding me? There’s people who care about you, who love you”

“Yeah?”

“Yes. Think of your fans-”

“They only love the idea of me”

“That’s not true Luke. You know it’s not. Well what about your family?”

“They’re obligated to love me…”

“That’s a sorry excuse and you know it. Your band? They’re your family! Were they forced to love you if we’re going to use that crappy reasoning”

“Well….I…I don’t know….”

“What about me Luke? I love you! Does that mean nothing?”

“You know…wait what?” Luke said, jumping back onto the balcony.

“Oh thank god you got off that stupid wall! You can’t just scare me like that Luke!”

“What did you say?”

“What?”

“You just told me that you loved me”

“You’re wasted”

“I’m drunk, but not that drunk. Now tell me Y/n, what did you say?”

“I love you Luke! I always have! Even when you were with the chick who ripped your heart in pieces, even when you started introducing me as your best friend…I have loved you since I first met you. Why do you think I came running to try to stop you from doing something that would result in the only light in my life to be gone? I can’t lose you too Luke, and you’re going to throw everything away for some chick? Are you kidding me? You have so much to live for and-”

He cut you off by pulling you into a bear hug.

“I wasn’t going to do it. I knew I wasn’t. But it hurts so much…” He sniffed. You pulled back to see tears in his eyes.

“I love you too you know. I always have too. I just didn’t think you could ever like me back.”

“Oh Luke…”

“Thank you. I need you Y/n. I can’t be without you. Promise me you’ll always be right here?”

“Always Luke. I’ll always be right here.”

He looked at you for a few moments, carefully analyzing your expression before smiling and leaning down to softly kiss you. He then pulled back, and hugged you tightly once again.

“Can we just stay like this for awhile?”

“As long as you want”

Stages of a Relationship: Stage 1/10 - Initiating

This is a drabble series thing featuring Y/N and Yoongi. I got inspiration during my Communications class when we were talking about the actual stages of a relationship, so I had the idea to write a drabble or scenario for each stage. Overall there will be 10 stages. (BTW I didn’t proof read so… and the gif isnt mine) Let me know if you wanna see more of this!

Stage 2 is now up!


The Initiating Stage begins when you first meet someone.


Originally posted by mn-yg

You existed in the same group of friends. You knew Hoseok because you used to dance together in the same crew. You knew Jungkook because he sat behind you in Biology and always cheated off of your tests, even though he denies it. You knew Jin because he was dating one of you best friends. You knew Jimin because he lived across the hall from you. You knew Taehyung because had knocked on your door once at around midnight to ask if you knew how to use a washing machine. You knew Namjoon because he sat next to you in English Literature and made sure to always partner up with you. And you knew Yoongi because you knew everyone else.

Since you were friends with all the other guys, you were always invited to hang outs and parties. You were practically always with one of the guys, whether you were trying to get Jungkook to actually study for a test or you went out for lunch with Jin. And almost always, Yoongi was somewhere, lurking in the background.

You existed in the same group of friends and you had never had one real conversation with the guy.


You body was crammed into the crowd of people on the makeshift dance floor in the middle of the living room. You were originally dancing with Hoseok, but he had disappeared somewhere. You swayed your body with the rhythm.

You felt an arm wrap around your waist. Not thinking much of it, you continued to dance until you felt the owner of the arm grind against you. “Hey!” you push back against and turn around to come face to face with a drunk party goer.

Your mood ruined for the night, you go to step around him, only to have him grab you by your wrists. “What do you think you’re doing? Let go of me.” You struggled against his hold.

“Oh come on. Don’t you wanna have some fun?” He slurred into you ear. His hot breath brushed against your face and reeked of beer, causing you face to twist up in disgust,

“Not with you, now let go of me.”

“Hey. You heard her, now let go.” You both looked to the side of you, seeing Yoongi standing there. He had an intense glare on the guy’s hand. “Do I have to repeat myself?”

“We’re just dancing here man. Why don’t you find some other girl?” The guy stumbled over his words, his grips on your wrists tightens, making you wince in pain.

A menacing smirk forms on Yoongi’s face. In a flash, your harasser is laid out on the ground with a group of spectators gawking. Your jaw dropped as Yoongi raised an eyebrow at you. “Let’s go,” he said calmly, as if he didn’t just punch out some random guy. He started walking to the front door, not even looking to see if your following.

Just as he reached the door he spun around to find you still frozen. He gave you lazy smirk before heading out, making you snap out of your stupor. You hurriedly dash through the crowd and out the front door, finding him already heading down the street.

“Yoongi! Wait!” You called as you ran after him. His pace didn’t slow any, but you knew he heard you by the way he turned to look your way. “Don’t you know the definition of wait?” You were panting when you caught up to him.

“Don’t you know the meaning of ‘let’s go.’” he retorted. His hands were shoved into the pockets of his black jacket as his pace slowed to a leisurely speed. He eyes were turned to to sky as he noticed every single star present.

“Where are we going?” You finally asked after about five minutes of walking in silence.

“You shouldn’t follow random guys without knowing where you’re going.”

You rolled your eyes. “You are hardly random. Besides, if you did anything to me Hoseok would kick your ass.” You laughed and punched him softly in the arm, not exactly being sure how to communicate with someone like Yoongi.

“Why aren’t we friends?” Yoongi asked after another moment of silence.

“We are friends!” You denied. You crossed your arms defensively, this time watching Yoongi roll his eyes.

He scoffed. “I mean like how you are friends with Hoseok and them.” You felt his intense stare on your face, causing warmth to fill your cheeks. “This is probably the longest we have ever talked.”

“Because…” you began, a shiver running through your body. You had no jacket and the night was extremely cold.

Yoongi sighed dramatically and pulled off his jacket. He draped it over your shoulder. You smiled up at him in thank as you put your arm through the sleeves. He rolled his eyes as he zipped up the jacket. “What are you doing out without a jacket?”

You walked in silence once again. The jacket kept you warm. It also had a pine scent that was addictive. You kept secretly moving the collar up to you face so you could sniff when you didn’t think Yoongi was looking.

“Does it smell that good?”

Your face feels warm as you turn to look anywhere but at him. “You weren’t supposed to notice!” you whined.

You very first actual conversation with Min Yoongi, and you were already embarrassing yourself.

You make my kokoro go fuck you!
—  Chuuya Nakahara to his enemies
You deserved it (Peter Parker x Reader) (Requested)

Request: could you possibly do 22 + 23 please? I think they’re an interesting combination. Love your blog, btw! xx

List of drabbles: http://imaginingspiderman.tumblr.com/drabbles

You were arguing with Peter at his apartment. It had started when he came home more beaten up than usually, and you got mad because he never really cared about being careful. Not only that, but he had been also cancelling your plans together for months, because he had Spiderman things to do. You were tired. You needed your best friend, and he was never there for you.
‘I can’t keep on worrying about whether you will come home alive or not, Peter!’ You shouted. You didn’t want to be mad, but you couldn’t help it. ‘We don’t even spend time together anymore! I need you! You weren’t there when my cat died! Nor when Andrew cheated on me!’ You were still mad at the fact that when your boyfriend cheated on you, Peter just said he was sorry and told you he had to be somewhere else. What kind of best friend did it make him?
‘Well, you kind of deserved it! Always annoying people! Wanting to have control of everything! It’s annoying, just as you! You can’t accept that people have other priorities than you!’ He shouted, looking angry. His expression softened as he saw your tears. He had never been that rude and cruel to you. You deserved it? Who deserves having their partner cheat on them?
‘Peter, this has to stop. Stop hurting me. I… I can’t be your friend anymore. I thought you would notice how much this is hurting me, but it seems you actually want to aggravate the pain. I… you know, call me if you ever decide to stop being an asshole. I can’t carry the whole weight of this friendship, not anymore.’
You run out of his apartment, tears in your eyes, ignoring his voice calling after you.

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Not That Subtle (Prompt Request #27) - Scott McCall

Requested by @atallshawty

​Scott McCall x Reader

12. “You cheated on me?” 
26. “Please tell me this is not what I think it is”
27. “You better tell me right now what the fuck is going on”


Scotts untidy room got you even more irritated then you were already. You sat on his bed with arms crossed over your chest. It felt like you’ve been waiting for him an hour, but you were pretty sure it wasn’t that long, but still.

Finally. The door to his room opened and in came Scott, he looked tired but flinch when he saw you there, sitting on his bed unannounced.

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tae-kook-lover  asked:

Number 36 and 37!!💓 Thank youu!😩 I absolutely love you Imagines!! Keep it up author-nim!!💓💓👏🏼

PROMPTS: “I don’t love you anymore.” & “You’re lying”

Member: Namjoon (Rap Monster)

GENRE: SUPER ANGST

WORD COUNT: 510

Namjoon and I had been dating for about two years now. I’ve always known that Namjoon is goofy and silly sometimes but also hard -working and driven at others. I know that he hates it when people talk during movies and he would kill for the last slice of pizza. I know all about his quirks, his habits, his likes and dislikes. Even with all of that knowledge, i never once knew that he was capable of cheating on me.

My suspicions didn’t rize until the last few couple of weeks but now, knowing the truth, I should have picked up on the signs months ago. Him slowly distancing himself from me, saying he was under a lot of pressure with school. Him rejecting my calls and texting me instead, excusing his behaviour by saying he was in a busy area.

When he got out of bed one night staying over at my place, to answer a woman’s phone call, my suspicions rose. The sweat prickled on my forehead, the heat rushed to the side of my head. My hairs standing, my ears straining to ear, to catch a glimpse of their conversation.

Namojoon had sworn to me that it was his sister calling from a payphone on her backpacking trip, and I believed him. Until I answered one of the calls months later. Namjoon;s sister had already returned home by then, so who was calling. When I heard the suave, fluid female voice on the phone, terror struck me. I was so scared to have my doubts confirmed. I was scared to lose it all. Lose him.

So here I was, sitting before my boyfriend, about to ask the most useless question I could ask, “Why?”

Namjoon slumped into his chair across from me. He looked tired. As if this conversation was a burden, a waste of time, taking an unnecessary toll on his body. “I don’t love you anymore. I did-”

“You’re lying!” I scream, pushing myself deeper into the back of the loveseat, as if that’ll distance me, seperate me form my own pain. “STOP LYING!”

Namjoon just sighs again. “I did love you Y/N. I do love you, just not in the way I used to. Serene is-” I wince at her name.

“She’s different.” I laugh, a sad manic laugh.

“Different, huh? OK.” I say rolling my eyes.

“I’m sorry Y/N. I’m sorry you had to find out this way. I’m sorry yo-”

I put up my hand and say. “Spare me, Namjoon. I don’t need you’re halfass apologes. I don’t need pity. You don’t love me anymore, I get it. But since I still love you, let me give you some advice. When you fall out of love with Serene ad find someone different, have the balls to break up with her before you stick it.”

I slam Namjoon’s apartment door on the way out, muttering “Have a nice life,” on the way out. It’s the worst day of my life but I know that somehow it’ll be for the best.

A/N

Hello, I hope this gave you feels cuz I had feels writing it. Check out our new prompts list and request request request!

Thanks for reading!

~Armygirl

i want to feel loved. i want to feel like im all you think about. like im the priority. like you stand by me and stand up for me to be with me. i forget what it feels like to make love to you, its become quickies and little fun times to relieve you. im not a mother or a babysitter im tired of having to beg for time with you. im tired of feeling like a bother. if you love someone you show them affection all the time. i give so much that you assume it everytime you dont even notice. you insult me to overpower yourself but all you do is look like a fool. im tired im really tired i try to look sexy because i feel like you dont even find me pretty. i could only think your cheating because you havent shown me love in weeks. its not fair that i go at your beckon call. im being pushed away when is it going to be about me.
“You are the Light of My Life” - Bucky Barnes x (f)Reader

Word Count: 1983

Request:  Can I get a happy fluffy one for Bucky please? I think he deserves a happy ending. Maybe even one with angst because he/the reader thinks they’re cheating when they aren’t and it’s all cute/fluffy in the end? Thanks

Warnings: fluff, flirtation (lol), insecure reader, slight angst(?), HAPPY ENDING

Author’s Note: I struggle with writing for Bucky, even though I love him and seb very… very much. So, if y’all have any tips or something you think I can improve on, please let me know! Also, let me know if you like it! Feedback is appreciated :)


“Hi! Give me one sec and I’ll take your order,” you said while looking over your shoulder to greet a customer. Being stuck on dish duty and managing the cash register was not easy, and you definitely expected to get a raise after this. Today was a busy day at Starbucks, and most of your coworkers decided to go out and party, which left you and your best friend to do all of the work. Finishing up with the dishes, you quickly wiped your hands on your apron and pushed back the strands of hair that were dangling in front of your face. “Alright, what can I get started for ya-”

“I’ll take a venti water and a date to Tony Stark’s lavish party this weekend,” the man ordered, watching as you grabbed a plastic cup. You pressed the tip of the black sharpie on the cup, but stopped, realizing what the man had said at the end of his sentence. Your eyes flickered up to the man; you had been so distracted that you didn’t realize your boyfriend, James Buchanan Barnes, had been standing in front of you with a huge grin on his face.  "Hey, doll.“

You smiled, “Hey, there handsome. What are you doing here?”

“Searching for a date to Tony’s party that I happened to get invited to.”

“Wow,” you acted shocked, placing your hands on the side of your face, “that’s weird.”

“Tell me about it,” Bucky chuckled. “Anyways, I thought I should bring this really gorgeous girl that I’ve been dating for the past few weeks,” Bucky said, walking with you on the other side of the counter as you started to fill his cup up with some ice.

“Oh, yeah?” You cocked an eyebrow, filling the cup with water.

“Yeah.” Bucky puckered his lips, slowly licking them before giving a small smirk.

“And what makes you think she’ll say yes?” you challenged, sliding the cup across the counter.

“I can be pretty convincing,” Bucky winked, taking a sip of his water. You were about to respond with a witty remark but were brought back to reality by the sound of an angry customer.

“Hey, young lady! You finished flirtin’ over there?” an older man yelled, waving his hands to get your attention.

You gave an apologetic look and told the customer you’d be right over. “Look,” you turned back to Bucky, “I gotta get workin’ or else I might not earn that raise I’m planning on getting.”

Bucky smiled, “Will you come to the party?”

You rolled your eyes and sighed, “What day?”

“Saturday.”

“Alright, it’s a date.”


Saturday night came rolling along, and Bucky picked you up around seven pm. He wore a suit that was all black, which coincidentally went with your matte black strapless dress. You were excited, you had never been to a fancy party, let alone a party hosted by the World’s Mightiest Heroes.  Bucky slid his hand around your waist and the two of you made your way to the glorious party that awaited.

The tower was absolutely remarkable, like no building you had ever seen. As soon as you stepped out of the elevator, you were stunned by the guests that were socializing in front of you. Rich people and journalists covered the area, with the occasional photographer snapping a photo of everyone. The Avengers were scattered in the living room: Falcon and Captain America–aka Sam Wilson and Steve Rogers– were over by the bar making small talk with two pretty girls. Hawkeye, Black Widow, Scarlet Witch, and Vision –aka Clint Barton, Natasha Romanoff, Wanda Maximoff and Jarvis– were sitting on the couches, laughing and having the time of their lives. Iron Man and War Machine– aka Tony Stark and James “Rhodey” Rhodes– were conversing with the other party guests.

“Wow, this place is beautiful,” you marveled.

Bucky turned his head, “Not nearly as beautiful as how you look tonight.”

You grinned, meeting his eyes. “Just tonight?”

“Don’t challenge me, doll. You won’t win this,” Bucky cocked his head, playfully wiggling his eyebrows. You laughed and took his hand, dragging him towards the dance floor. You wrapped your arms around his neck and he rested his hands on your hips, swaying to the beat of the music. Not long after, Captain America and a few of the other Avengers made their way over to introduce themselves to you.

“So, you are the mysterious (Y/n) Bucky has been talking about,” Hawkeye started, crossing his arms.

“To be completely honest, I didn’t think you were real because Ol’ Metal Arm couldn’t handle such an amazing girl like you,” Sam flattered, giving a wink which made you blush. Bucky noticed your cheeks turn a bright pink, and his grip on your waist tightened. You looked at his rough features and giggled because Bucky freakin’ Barnes was jealous.

“Give him a break, Sam,” Steve defended, “It’s lovely to meet you (Y/n).”

“Nice to meet you, too. Nice to meet all of you, actually. I’m a big-huge fan, just like… wow you guys are amazing,” you stuttered, moving your hands as you spoke. Everyone laughed and kept the conversation going by asking you personal questions, such as your age, where you were from, why you came to New York and what you did for a living.

“Starbucks barista, eh?” Maria Hill asked, walking over to join in the conversation.

You shrugged, “Yep. I know it’s not as great as being a secret agent, but hey, it pays the bills.”

“So, hypothetically,” Hawkeye began, “if you and Barnes were to- oh I don’t know… get married, would we all get family discounts?”

Bucky sighed, covering his face while you laughed nervously. Sam nudged Clint’s shoulder, “Really, Birdman?”

“Hey! Coffee is very essential to my life, and that shits expensive!” Clint argued. “You should know, fellow Birdman.”

Sam rolled his eyes and walked away, and Clint held out his arms, chasing after him. The rest of the group apologized and went back to enjoying the party.

“It truly was lovely to meet you, (Y/n)- hey watch your language!” Steve yelled at Tony, who had apparently made a “very inappropriate” joke to Rhodey. He walked over to the two immature men and began to lecture them on how they should not swear in front of such a large crowd of important people.

Bucky exhaled, “I’m so sorry about my… friends.”

“Bucky, what do you have to be sorry about? They seem like a handful, but a really entertaining group of people,” you laughed.

“I think ‘handful’ is an understatement. I could really use a drink,” Bucky confessed, his eyes glancing over to the bar. “You want somethin’, doll?”

“Sure,” you said, giving him a quick peck on the lips.

“What would you like?”

“Hmmm, surprise me,” you flirted, giving him a slight push towards the bar. He chuckled and made his way over, gesturing to the bartender for two drinks. You laughed once more, then proceeded to sit down on one of the couches and people watch. Every now and then, one woman would throw her head back, laughing at something Tony would say (which was most likely a statement about how amazing he was). Sam stuck with Steve, being a wingman and trying to get the “old man some action”. Most of the conversations you watched entertained you, but then you started to feel lonely and wonder where Bucky went. He had been gone for a while, you thought, glancing over to the bar. Bucky was standing at the bar, with your drinks, but with another woman. It looked like he commented on her beautiful red dress, and she giggled, twirling her long brunette hair and getting closer to him. Her hands ran up and down his arms, giving them a tight squeeze before smiling.

And that’s when you walked away. You couldn’t take it anymore, you didn’t belong here. You knew you didn’t belong here from the moment you saw the Avengers. You weren’t like them, you were just a normal girl that wouldn’t stand in a fight for longer than 3 seconds. Tears started to roll down your cheek, but you quickly wiped them away and briskly walked to the elevator, making your way out of the tower. Maybe you always knew that you wouldn’t belong, from the moment you first found out who Bucky really was. You stumbled outside, wrapping your arms around yourself to keep warm in the cold weather. The street was so quiet, almost as if everyone, including the magical taxi cab you were waiting for, was on vacation. A lampost started to flicker, giving the area a creepy, deserted vibe. The light bulb clearly needed to be changed, it was starting to feel you were taking part in a scary movie. Staring past the stoplights, you waited and waited for some yellow and black striped car to drive by. But of course, the one night you just wanted to go home, there were none. The weight of your body transferred onto the balls of your toes as you leaned over the edge of the curb, making extra sure that you wouldn’t miss anything. But, alas, your thoughts were interrupted by the person you were trying to leave.

“(Y/n), where are you going?” Bucky yelled, running towards you. His tone sounded sincere, his face filled with confusion.

“I’m going home,” you stated, refusing to look into his hurt, beautiful blue eyes.

“What? Why? Did I do something?” He questioned, his hand reaching towards yours, but you moved and wrapped your arms around yourself.

“I… I-I just don’t belong here, James.”

“What are you talking about, (Y/n)? Is this about something the group did? Because they all love you and they probably didn’t mean it-”

“No,” you interrupted, your voice shaking, “No it’s not them. I just don’t belong here. I mean, you guys are the Avengers, the world’s mightiest heroes. You guys fight bad guys and save the world, and I’m just… well, me. You deserve so much better than a Starbucks barista, Bucky. Maybe you should just go back to that girl you were flirting with at the bar.” You bit your lip and shrugged, a tear once again crawling down your cheek.

“(Y/n), stop. That girl was a medic who patched me up after I got shot on my arm on a mission,” Bucky explained, taking off his suit jacket and rolling up his sleeve. Low and behold, there was a patched up bullet wound right underneath his shoulder.

“Wow,” you said, your fingertips lightly trailing over the wound, “that must’ve hurt like a bitch.” The two of you laughed, and you looked down at the floor in embarrassment.

“Doll, we’ve known each other for a few months, correct?” You nodded. “And the past few weeks have been amazing. I have feelings for you, (Y/n). Even from such a short amount of time, you have grown on me in a way that no one else has. You are the light of my life, and I can’t let you go because you keep me sane. You make me smile and feel things I’ve never felt for anyone before. So, don’t overthink things, alright? You have nothing to worry about, doll,” Bucky chuckled, caressing the side of your cheek with his thumb. You smiled and leaned in for a kiss.

“Why don’t we go back to your place?” Bucky offered. “Maybe we can,” He smirked, eyebrows dancing. He expected you knew what that meant, and you did.

“Watch a horrible chick flick and laugh about how completely unrealistic it is while eating Chinese takeout?”

“Took the words right out of my mouth,” Bucky smiled, pressing one last kiss on your lips before wrapping his arm around your shoulders, walking with you towards your place.

“I am so glad I met you.”


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#20, 'things you said I wasn't meant to hear' for rebelcaptain? :D

i’m cheating and combining @strong-bottle-of-jyn‘s prompt: things you said at one am. anywho, in honor of rogue one leaking and slowly murdering me, please enjoy this angst fest!

Jyn hasn’t been out of her quarters all day. After the ordeal she’s been though, nobody much feels like admonishing her. Even Draven, rivaling Kaytoo in terms of not caring about Jyn’s feelings, keeps telling everyone to give her space.

Bodhi comes round in the middle of the day with a mug of honest to god tea instead of the crap caf from the mess. It’s Kay, standing guard by the door, who lets him in. Jyn thanks him, voice hoarse, and tries to hide her red rimmed eyes by rubbing at her face with the sleeve of Cassian’s shirt. 

She doesn’t touch the tea.

In fact, by the time Cassian slides into bed beside her, hours later, Jyn hasn’t had anything to eat or drink. He presses a kiss to the crown of her head and slips an arm around her waist. Jyn pushes him away, fresh tears welling in her eyes. 

“Jyn,” Cassian sighs, “Draven told me. Are you alright?”

She nods, biting her lip to keep from breaking into sobs.

“Jyn,” he repeats. “You know I don’t — I’m not angry. Or disappointed. I’m just…glad that you’re okay.”

She just nods again, pressing a fist to her mouth. 

“I know you’ve been resting all day, but Kay told me you…well, people in your — “ Cassian stops. “He said you’d want to sleep,” he finishes. 

“I,” Jyn starts, voice thin as ice. She feels Cassian tense, in anticipation of something. “I’m fine.”

He relaxes, pulls away a little. His hand seeks hers beneath the blankets and Jyn lets out a strangled noise. Still, she laces her fingers through his. It’s enough and too much all at once. 

What feels like days later but must only be a few hours later, Jyn still isn’t asleep. She can’t feel Cassian beside her for the first time all night and her heart drops. Her eyes squeeze shut, trying to contain the tears that won’t stop slowing. “Please don’t leave me,” she whispers, voice breaking, overcome with hiccuping sobs.

Suddenly, Cassian’s arms come around her, pulling Jyn flush against his chest. “I’m right here, mi amor. I’m not going anywhere.”

For the first time since Kay carried her from the refresher, blood coating her thighs, to the med bay, Jyn lets herself be held. She turns into the frame of Cassian’s shoulders, fists her hands in his shirt, and lets the fragile veil of strength she’s managed to piece together shatter. 

Jyn clings to Cassian until she has nothing left to cry. She holds him like a lifeline, willing the images of the family she’s just lost to fade like any other scar. 

Desire

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Word Count: 2.2k

Warnings: Language, synthetic drug use, smut, angst, fluff

Summary: Cheating boyfriend, check. Music festival, check. Best friend to have fun with, well, that’s another story.

A/N: I honestly suck at original ideas. So this was inspired by the movie We Are Your Friends. Leave feedback if you like.

PLEASE PLEASE remember this is AU and FICTION so please DO NOT think that drugs are okay, even recreationally.

Prompt/Challenge: “Man, what is that?!” – BekaandJohannasChallenge @beckawinchester @boredoutofmymindwriting AND  #Nichelle’s 4k Angst Challenge – “Maybe we’re like the sun and the moon – deeply in love with each other but too different to exist side by side.” @nichelle-my-belle


Originally posted by out-in-the-open

“I must be tough,” you whispered to yourself in the mirror. “My first instinct… when I heard that my boyfriend was consistently cheating on me with every bitch at the club… isn’t to throw a bottle at his face. I want to fuck my best friend.” You began laughing. “Maybe I’m just as bad as he is,” you wiped your hand down your clean face, upon deciding to go simple tonight. You were going to look good no matter what you did. “Come on, Y/N, you go out there, have a good time. You fucking deserve it.”

You pranced out of the bathroom like a unicorn, your hair slightly held away from your face with a gold headpiece. You chose a nice pair of shorts to go with your tank top, a simple pair of lace-ups and you were out the door within minutes, absolutely beaming for the festival.

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