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RANDOM SENTENCE STARTERS

Following my AUs and Prompts List from a few months back, here is a compilation of my favorite sentence starters for all your writing needs.

Because most of them aren’t mine, credits are at the end.

SHORT

“Marry me.”

“Do you want me to leave?”

“You are not going without me.”

“I can’t believe you!”

“I swear it won’t happen again.”

“What did you say?”

“I’m not jealous.”

"You’re jealous, aren’t you?”

“We can’t keep doing this.”

“Are you sure this is legal?”

“Isn’t this amazing?”

“I’m going to take care of you, okay?”

“Stay the night. Please.”

“You can’t die. Please don’t die.”

“Run away with me.”

“You did WHAT?”

“Quit whining.”

“Get outta my sight!”

“Why are you so annoying?”

“Were you ever going to tell me?”

"Never in a million years.”

“Don’t ask me that…”

“I might have had a few shots.”

“What’s with the box?”

“W- What are you doing?”

“Say it!”

“I could kiss you right now!”

“Are you done with that?”

“What’s going on here?”

“Stop pinning this on me! You started it!”

“It’s your fault we’re in this mess.”

“Did you do this on purpose?!”

“Kiss me.”

“Are you still awake..?”

“Excuse you?”

“This is all your fault!”

“I can’t believe you dragged me into this.”

“Don’t give me that look! It wasn’t my fault!”

“I shouldn’t be in love with you!”

“It’s not fair!”

“I could kill you right now!”

“Knock it off!”

“Screw you!”

“You’re a complete moron!”

“I love this song!”

“I can’t be in love with you!”

“Make me.”

“Don’t tempt me.”

“I hate you.”

“You are infuriating!”

“Just shut up already.”

“That doesn’t even make sense.”

“Bite me.”

“Eat me.”

“Kiss my ass.”

“Just admit I’m right.”

“Just admit you’re wrong.”

“You are being ridiculous!”

“That’s irrational.”

“Listen to me!”

“That’s not what I meant and you know it.”

“Don’t yell at me.”

“That’s it. End of discussion.”

“I don’t believe you.”

“You shouldn’t have said that.”

“Fuck you!”

“Shut your mouth before I shut it for you.”

“How dare you?”

“I dare you!” 

“It’s you, it’s always been you.” 

“Well this is awkward…”

“Just pretend to be my date”.  

MISCELLANEOUS

“Are you really gonna leave without asking me the question you’ve been dying to ask me?”

“The planet is fine. The people are fucked.”

“I just did some calculations, and I’ve been able to determine that you’re full of shit.”

“You know what I like most about people? Pets.”

“Do you ever think if people heard our conversations they’d lock us up?”

“What about a compromise? I’ll kill them first, and if it turns out they were friendly, I’ll apologize.”

“I don’t hate you.. I just don’t like that you exist.”

“Love is the jelly to sunshine’s peanut butter. And if I tell you that I’m in sandwich with you, I’m not just saying it to get in your Ziploc bag.”

“Do things that make you happy within the confines of the legal system.”

“Did you really just insult Captain America in front of me?”

“Can I touch your boob?”

“It’s not that you’re wrong, exactly, you’re just extremely not right.”

“You shouldn’t be trusted with small children, should you?”

“Give me cake or give me death.”

“On a scale from, ’I can sometimes make important phone calls without crying’ to ’I have a stable job with a steady income, a spouse who loves me, a dog, and two kids who are screwed up minimally at worst’, how much of an adult are you?”

“You think I’m dumb enough to fall for that stupid move?”

“Despite the cliche, it’s not me, it’s you.”

“Obviously you can’t tell a woman you just met that you love her, but it sucks that you can’t.”

“No, it was my fault for thinking that you might care.”

“When you love someone, you just don’t stop. Ever. Even when people roll their eyes or call you crazy… even then. Specially then!”

“If you’re not scared, then you’re not taking a chance. If you’re not taking a chance, then what the hell are we doing anyway?”

“I think I’ve been holding myself back from falling in love with you all over again.”

“What have I told you about the toilet seat?”

“I tried to change the duvet and I got stuck inside.”

“I vote today to be a pajama day.”

“You have to tell me why were committing a felony before we do it. Not that that’s going to stop us, but at least I’ll have all the facts.”

“I don’t leave messages. If I wanted to talk to a machine, I’d talk to my VCR.”

“I can be flexible. As long as everything is exactly the way I want it, I’m totally flexible.”

“You know we’re suppose to be together. I knew it the first time I saw you, and you know it, too. I know you do.”

“Those things you said yesterday… Did you mean them?”

“I’m not going to apologise for this. Not anymore.”

“What I hear when I’m being yelled at is people caring loudly at me.”

“I am NOT crying, okay?! I’m allergic to jerks!”

“This would not happen if I had a penis!”

“That’s almost exactly the opposite of what I meant.”

“All nighter, you and me. First one to fall sleep buys the other dinner.”

“I don’t think I’ve ever played spin the bottle.”

“Sorry! I didn’t mean to touch your butt.”

“I’m ok, thank you. Just please, stop talking to me.”

“To the night you’ll never remember!”

“Excuse me, did the 12:15 bus come by already?”

“Could I sit here? All the other tables are full.”

“Are you meeting someone here? Because.. I think I’m that person.”

“You weren’t supposed to laugh! I’m so embarrassed!”

“It must be hard with your sense of direction, never being able to find your way to a decent pickup line.”

“Driver picks the music, shotgun shuts his/her cake hole.”

“I’m not gonna die in a hospital where the nurses aren’t even hot.”

“You better take care of that car or I swear I’ll haunt your ass!”

“This is the dumbest thing you’ve ever done.“

“It’s a real shame nobody asked for your opinion.”

“I could do that, but could doesn’t mean would.”

“You cannot fathom the immensity of the fucks I don’t give.”

“You’re like, five feet tall. How you gonna reach me, shortie?”

"I recognize that you have reached a decision, but given that it is a stupid ass decision I have elected to ignore it”

“Do you need me to kill someone for you?”

“Look out where you’re going, asshole!”

“Fuck the sandwich guy!”

“I did not mean for stripping to come out of this.”

“The whole street is blocked off. The police won’t tell us anything, but I think there’s been some kind of attack… Maybe a bomb?”

“Oh my god, are you okay? I’m calling the police. I think I saw who did this to you.”

“I’m weird, you’re weird, we could have weird little babies and live weirdly ever after if it wasn’t for the fact I find you repulsive.”

“There is nothing wrong with planning a wedding with a video game character.”

“I’m gonna lay down and die for like half hour okay?”  

“There’s been some real friction in our friend group lately. I suggest an orgy to save our friendships.”

“It’s midnight, what do you want?”

“I think I know how to use a bed.”

“If I wake up in the morning and I’m dead… Wait.”

“You are completely unfit to handle a child.”

“We have to get out of this place. It is EVIL.”

“Don’t you dare throw that snowba-, goddammit!”

“When in doubt curl into the fetal position and give up on life.”

“It’s not a double date, we’re just third and forth wheeling.”

PREGNANCY

“I have something to tell you…”

“I think I’m pregnant.”

“I’m pregnant!”

“When were you going to tell me that you’re pregnant?”

“You’re smart and successful with an adorable belly.”

“$50 bucks says it’s a girl/boy.”

“Pregnancy suits you…”

“Hello little one. We can’t wait to meet you…”

“I’ll just be in the bathroom throwing my fucking guts up because our unborn kid wants to be a dick!”

“There’s someone I’d like you to meet…”

“Shh… He/she’s sleeping..”

“I have a special surprise for you. Close your eyes and follow me.”

“No, no, no, no, no, we aren’t ready… We aren’t ready for kids yet!”

“Oh, gosh, I felt it! I felt a kick!”

FLUFF

“Your hair is so soft…”

“You’re so cute when you pout like that!”

“Just relax, I’ll wash your hair for you.”

“I’m not going to stop poking you until you give me some attention.”

“What, does that feel good?”

“HA! I found a weak-spot on you, didn’t I?”

“Are you wearing my shirt?”

“You are ridiculously comfortable…”

“I’ve had a rough day and honestly all I want right now is a drink and someone to cuddle with…”

“You’re so cute when you’re half asleep like this…”

“You’re beautiful, you know that?”

“We should get a puppy!”

STARGAZING

“Aren’t they beautiful?”

“These stars are nothing compared to the ones I’ve seen in your eyes.”

“Shooting star, make a wish.”

“It’s actually a comet, but I’ll still make one.”

“Imagine if it could always be this way, even in the city.”

“Never thought something so beautiful could exist in nature…”

“Wouldn’t it be cool to name a star after yourself?”

“Y'know, your roof may not be the safest place for us to stargaze.”

“This is why you made me drive three hours out into the middle of nowhere?”

“Is that a– Wait, no, just an airplane.”

“I wouldn’t mind falling asleep out here.

FLIRTY/SUGGESTIVE/SEXUAL

“Did you just… finish?”

“They always make shower sex sound so appealing, but honestly, this is getting dangerous.”

“I’m not actually feeling anything.”

“Are you getting any closer?”

“Why do they make this look so easy in all those porn movies?! This hurts like fuck!”

“Did something just happen? You’re not turned on anymore.”

“Shit sorry, am I going too fast?”

“Wow, you’re hot.”

“Is that a gun in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?”

“Hey, I’m open minded.”

“Keep sweet-talking and this could go a whole new direction.”

“I think it’s about time we stop avoiding the obvious.”

“I’m gonna be honest with you. I’m really horny, and you’re really hot. Can we fuck? Like, now?”

“I see someone’s happy to see me.”

“I saw that. You just checked me out.”

“You know, when this is over, we should really have angry sex.”

“Take off your clothes.”

“Tell all those other guys/girls you don’t need them ‘cause you got me.”

“Don’t give me that face, it’s so cute I might not be able to hold back.”

“Boobs are really just squishy pillows.”

“If you don’t get turned on by having your neck kissed somethings wrong with you.”

“Blasphemy! Sex solves everything.”

“I platonically want to have sex with you. No big deal.”

TEXTS

[text]: What do you want now?

[text]: Do you want to bet on that?

[text]: Guess who just got back in town.

[text]: So I might be in a hospital right now…

[text]: We can’t keep doing this anymore!

[text]: Come on, come to the party!

[text]: Can you pick me up from the bar? Too drunk to drive.

[text]: You have no clue how I feel so shut up.

[text]: I call bullshit.

[text]: You thought you could get away with that, didn’t you?

[text] I gave up great shower sex to be here so don’t say I never did anything for our friendship.

[text] Living alone for four weeks has given me unrealistic expectations of pantslessness.

[text] Also, my bed has glitter in it for reasons I do not recall.

[text] Who says no to sex and donuts?!

[text] I know what you did last summer…

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I see your Frat Boy Vitya headcanons and I raise you:

Yuuri Katsuki being dragged to his first frat party after line three years at college spent just trying to blend into whatever wall is nearest. This is never going to happen and Yuuri thinks it’s because everyone is just amazed at how little of his shit he has together.

(They aren’t. “Fucking LOOK at him,” sighs many a sexually frustrated undergrad while pining loudly in Yuuri’s direction. Yuuri scuttles away with his hood closed almost completely around his face.)

Yuuri arrives at the party and immediately finds The Dog.

“There’s a dog here,” he tells Phichit, and spends the next three hours sitting on the floor with the dog.

“How are you?” he asks the dog very seriously as the dog slowly licks his shoulder. This is a Premium Dog. “Yes, good. Is my shoulder tasty? I’m so glad. I’m so glad you find my shoulder tasty. Whose dog are you?” The dog’s tags are in Cyrillic, which is really weird. Yuuri squints at the tag and finally says, “Whoever Binktop is, he has a really good dog.”

“Makkachin,” someone says eventually, and the dog gets up and goes to the interloper. 

“No, come back,” Yuuri whimpers as the dog leaves. He doesn’t go far–the guy who called him is standing on the edge of he crowd wearing Chinos and Gucci sunglasses.

They’re inside. At night.

“Are you Binktop?” Yuuri asks him blearily. People have been bringing him drinks the whole time he’s been sitting with the dog and he doesn’t know what that’s about. Probably they feel sorry for him.

(”I brought him a drink, Chad,” says a certain dejected brother of Iota Sigma Upsilon. “He took it but he looked like he was going to cry. All he said was I don’t need your pity. I don’t understand?”)

“Excuse me?” asks Binktop. There is some sort of expensive imported cider in his hand. He looks down at his dog as though he will know the answer.

Yuuri points at the dog’s tags. “Binktop. His owner.”

“Oh,” says Binktop. He bends down to show Yuuri that, on the backside of the tag he’d been looking at, the same information is listed in English. “No. Viktor.”

Yuuri frowns and squints. “You look more like a Binktop to me.” He holds out a hand for Makkachin the Dog and waits until he comes to sniff it. “You have a really good dog, Binktop. He’s a great dog.”

“You’re that figure skater, right?” Binktop asks, crouching down next to his dog. “Yuuri Katsuki?”

“Yes,” Yuuri sighs dejectedly. “That’s me.”

“Sick,” Binktop says.

“Yes, I am,” Yuuri says. “Do you have a bathroom, Binktop?”

He and Binktop spend half the night on the floor of the president of Iota Sigma Upsilon’s en-suite bathroom. Yuuri doesn’t know why Binktop chose to bring him to this bathroom, but it’s the one they’re in. Binktop doesn’t really seem interested in leaving, either. He holds Yuuri’s hair for him and listens to him talk about his family. Makkachin the Really Good Dog is there.

“It would probably be a good idea if you stayed here tonight,” Binktop says slowly after several hours of this. Yuuri stopped puking a awhile ago, thankfully. “I don’t know who you came here with, or where you live. I don’t think you do either.”

“Okay, I’m just gonna–” Yuuri climbs into the shower and curls up at the bottom. “This is good. I’m gonna sleep here, okay Binktop?”

“You could–I mean, if you want–my bed is softer.”

Yuuri glares at Binktop over his shoulder.

“No! I swear, no funny business. I’ll crash in Chris’ room. Or Micky or–someone, I promise.”

“Hmm. Okay.”

Binktop helps Yuuri get into bed and leaves a bucket next to him and makes him drink a glass of water. When he tries to take Makkachin with him, Yuuri tosses the covers back and says, “The good boy stays,” and Makkachin hops up. Binktop looks at Yuuri like he’s stolen something from him. The dog, probably.

(”I’m in love,” Viktor says to Chris later that night, swooning on Chris’ floor. “He stole my heart, right there!”)

Yuuri finds out later that Binktop is, in fact, Viktor Nikiforov. Viktor Nikiforov whose parents are major benefactors to the university. The gym where Yuuri trains is called the Nikiforov Intramural Sports Complex.

Viktor Nikiforov is the president of Iota Sigma Upsilon.

“Oh shit,” Yuuri whispers to himself.

“Do you want to go to breakfast?” Viktor Nikiforov asks him, looking a little less douchy in the light of day. Now that he’s not dressed up for a party, he’s wearing normal-person clothes, jeans and a university sweatshirt. His hair is ungelled and he looks nice and handsome. “I’ll walk you home first so you can change.”

“Okay,” Yuuri says softly.

Yuuri goes to breakfast with Viktor Nikiforov and then goes back to the Iota Sigma Upsilon house, where Viktor skillfully eats him out and announces that he intends to become Yuuri’s boyfriend.

The brothers of Iota Sigma Upsilon hoot and holler at Yuuri and Viktor’s wedding when Chris gets up with a microphone and says, “Let me tell you about how Yuuri and Viktor met! It started with a party and a dog…”

uni prompts because why not

@not-just-any-fangirl and I were thinking…there are never enough uni prompts out there so we devised some of our own.  Go wild!


1)  “You found me crying in the computer lab because I just spent three hours writing up a lab and then it timed out and I lost everything please don’t judge me”

2)  “I stole your coffee cup and started writing on it and the coffee is spilling everywhere I know I look crazy but I just figured out how to solve the chem problem that’s been bugging me for days and I need to write it down before I forget I’ll buy you more later.”

3)  “Excuse you that is MY lab spot I don’t care that it’s unassigned or that you look like a college god I’ve been sitting there for four weeks now MOVE”

4)  “We’re in the same class and we have a research paper due and I see you eyeing the book I need look that is my book I will hit you so hard you’ll need reconstructive surgery to fix your pretty little face”

5)  “We were the only two in the study lounge and you were playing Paper Mario on the PlayStation the student union put up and you offered me the second control when you noticed I was about to throw my organic chem textbook out the window, thank and also I will kick your ass if you choose yoshi agaiN GOD DAMMIT”

6)  “You walked into the student lounge on our dorm floor and saw me cry-studying and walked out and now you’re back with coffee and a bag of chips and I’m seriously debating proposing to you with my ring pop.”

7)  "Were the two smartest people in the class and the teacher is cool and gives rewards for whoever answers the question correctly first, and we have different answers and you won’t admit I’m right wait how are you doing that no I’m not saying I’m wrong shut up”

8)  “I’m having a quiet freak out because the numbers on the lab sheet aren’t adding up and I see you trying to help me out by holding up your fingers but I don’t know if I add the fingers or you’re signaling two different numbers help.”

9)  “I ordered the wrong spice level in my wrap and now I’m crying as I eat it Bcus I’m not a punk ass bitch also do you know how expensive food is don’t you judge me”

10)  “I’m in line and I really really want this giant packet of cookies by the counter but I also feel judged next to your souvlaki dinner so I’m gonna try and stealthily grab-don’t you dare laugh at me.”

11)  “We live on the same floor and the dorm between ours always has REALLY loud sex so now we’re both in the main lounge at two am do you want this last bite of ice cream?”

12)  “I locked myself out of my dorm AGAIN and my roommate isn’t back until tomorrow and I don’t wanna call the RA to open the door because then I get charged can I please please ple a s e stay in your room until then.”

13)  “I kept getting harassed by some creepy person as I was trying to study and they’re picking up on my ‘fuck off vibes’ and I started to actually get scared and then you put a coffee in front of my face and called me babe and scared them away thank you please let me buy you a new on one oh you have a really cute smile when you’re shy”

14)  “I come to the library every day to 'study’ but really I’m just watching Netflix over your shoulder and I’m really invested in this series and the day we’re supposed to be watching the season finale you’re not there and I??? Feel personally betrayed??”

Prompts

1.“Do you want me to leave?”

2,“You are not going without me.”

3.“I can’t believe you!”

4.“I swear it won’t happen again.”

5.“What did you say?”

6.“I’m not jealous.”

7.“You’re jealous, aren’t you?”

8.“We can’t keep doing this.”

9.“Isn’t this amazing?”

10.“I’m going to take care of you, okay?”

11.“Stay the night. Please.”

12.“You can’t die. Please don’t die.”

13.“Run away with me.”

14.“You did WHAT?”

15.“Quit whining.”

16.“Get outta my sight!”

17.“Why are you so annoying?”

18.“Were you ever going to tell me?”

19.“Never in a million years.”

20.“Don’t ask me that…”

21.“I might have had a few shots.”

22.“What’s with the box?”

23.“W- What are you doing?”

24.“Say it!”

25.“I could kiss you right now!”

26.“Are you done with that?”

27.“What’s going on here?”

28.“Stop pinning this on me! You started it!”

29.“It’s your fault we’re in this mess.”

30.“Did you do this on purpose?!”

31.“Kiss me.”

32.“Are you still awake..?”

33.“Excuse you?”

34.“This is all your fault!”

35.“Don’t give me that look! It wasn’t my fault!”

36.“I shouldn’t be in love with you!”

37.“It’s not fair!”

38.“I could kill you right now!”

39.“Knock it off!”

40.“Screw you!”

41.“I can’t be in love with you!”

42.“Make me.”

43.“Don’t tempt me.”

44.“I hate you.”

45.“You are infuriating!”

46.“Just shut up already.”

47.“That doesn’t even make sense.”

48.“Just admit I’m right.”

49.“Just admit you’re wrong.”

50.“You are being ridiculous!”

51.“That’s irrational.”

52.“Listen to me!”

53.“That’s not what I meant and you know it.”

54.“Don’t yell at me.”

55.“That’s it. End of discussion.”

56.“I don’t believe you.”

57,“You shouldn’t have said that.”

58.“Shut your mouth before I shut it for you.”

59.“How dare you?”

60.“I dare you!”

61.“It’s you, it’s always been you.”

62.“Well this is awkward…”

63.“Just pretend to be my date”.

64.“Are you really gonna leave without asking me the question you’ve been dying to ask me?”

65.“You think I’m dumb enough to fall for that stupid move?”

66.“When you love someone, you just don’t stop. Ever. Even when people roll their eyes or call you crazy… even then. Especially then!”

67.“I think I’ve been holding myself back from falling in love with you all over again.”

68.“You know we’re supposed to be together. I knew it the first time I saw you, and you know it, too. I know you do.”

69.“Those things you said yesterday… Did you mean them?”

70.“I’m not going to apologize for this. Not anymore.”

71.“That’s almost exactly the opposite of what I meant.”

72.“Could I sit here? All the other tables are full.”

73.“You weren’t supposed to laugh! I’m so embarrassed!”

74.“It must be hard with your sense of direction, never being able to find your way to a decent pickup line.”

75.“This is the dumbest thing you’ve ever done.“

76.“It’s a real shame nobody asked for your opinion.”

77.“It’s midnight, what do you want?”

78.“I think I know how to use a bed.”

79.“I have something to tell you…”

80.“I think I’m pregnant.”

81.“No, no, no, no, no, we aren’t ready… We aren’t ready for kids yet!”

82.“Your hair is so soft…”

83.“You’re so cute when you pout like that!”

84.“Just relax, I’ll wash your hair for you.”

85.“I’m not going to stop poking you until you give me some attention.”

86.“What, does that feel good?”

87.“Are you wearing my shirt?”

88.“You are ridiculously comfortable…”

89.“I’ve had a rough day and honestly all I want right now is a drink and someone to cuddle with…”

90.“You’re so cute when you’re half asleep like this…”

91.“You’re beautiful, you know that?”

92.“Aren’t they beautiful?”

93.“These stars are nothing compared to the ones I’ve seen in your eyes.”

94.“Shooting star, make a wish.”

5.“It’s actually a comet, but I’ll still make one.”

96.“Imagine if it could always be this way, even in the city.”

97.“Wow, you’re hot.”

98.“Keep sweet-talking and this could go a whole new direction.”

99.“Take off your clothes.”

100.“Tell all those other guys/girls you don’t need them ‘cause you got me.”

101.“Don’t give me that face, it’s so cute I might not be able to hold back.”

102.“After everything you did, you’re asking ME to apologize for snapping at you ONCE?”

103.“Are you drunk?”

104.“Are you hitting on her for me?”

105.“Are you kidding me? We’re not ‘fine’!”

106.“Are you okay?” “Why do you ask?” “You’re wearing two different shoes.”

107.“Are you really taking his side against me?”   

108.“At what point did you think that was a good idea?”

109.“Come over here and make me.”

110.“Come with me.”

111.“Could you be happy here with me?”

112.“Can I kiss you?”

113.“Come back to bed.”

114.“Be my wife.”

115.“Before I do this, I need you to know that I have always loved you.”

116.“Damn. You clean up good.”

117.“Did I just say that out loud?”

118.“Did I stutter?”

119.“Did you enjoy yourself last night?”

120.“Did you hear that?”

121.“Do you ever think we should just stop this?”

122.“Don’t say that. Not now.”

123.“Do you think she could have loved me?”

124.“Don’t say you love me.”

125.“Don’t you ever do that again!”

126.“Either ask her out or I will do it for you!”

127.“Excuse me, I’m terribly lost. Can you help me?”

128.“Everyone deserves a second chance.”

129.“Everyone keeps telling me you’re the bad guy.”

130.“For some reason I’m attracted to you.”

131.“Frankly, I couldn’t care less.”

132.“Go on then, tell me. Tell me you don’t love me.”

133.“Go then, leave! See if I care!”

134.“H-How long have you been standing there?”

135.“Have I ever lied to you?”

136.“Have you lost your damn mind?”

137.“Hey, have you seen the…? Oh…”

138.“Hey, I’m with you, okay? Always.”

139.“His ego is so visible; I can almost watch it grow.”

140.“Hold me back!”

141.“How dare you?”

142.“How could anyone be that cruel?”

143.“How long has it been?”

144.“I almost lost you!”

145.“I am not losing you again!”

146.“I came here to explain what happened, and I’m not leaving until you listen.”

147.“I can manage on my own.”

148.“I can’t… I can’t lose you.”

149.“I can’t get you out of my head.”

150.“I can’t let you do that.”

151.“I can’t start over again.”

152.“I can’t stop thinking about you.”

153.“I choose you!”

154.“I could never leave you, I love you too much!”

155.“I didn’t ask for any of this!”

156.“I didn’t realize I needed your permission.”

157.“I don’t care what he said, it doesn’t mean jack squat.”

158.“I don’t know what I did to deserve you.”

159.“I don’t know why I’m crying.”

160.“I didn’t want to hurt you.”

161.“I don’t want to let you down.”

162.“I had a nightmare about you and I just wanted to make sure you’re okay.”

163.“I had to see you again.”

164.“I hate you!”  “No, you don’t.”

165.“I just need you to do this one thing for me.”

166.“I just really need to have you here right now.”

167.“I just want this.”

168.“I just want to be alone right now.”

169.“I just wanted you to know that when I picture myself happy… It’s with you.”

170.“I know, but I love him… You can’t give up on someone you love.”

171.“I love you.”   “I know.”

172.“I love you. I’ve loved you since the moment I first laid eyes on you and – Oh, screw it!”

173.“I love you for you! Don’t you dare think otherwise!”

174.“I love you more than anything in this world… which is why you have to stay here.”

175.“I made a mistake.”

176.“I may be an idiot but I’m your idiot.”

177.“I need you to forgive me.”

178.“I never meant for anyone to get hurt.”

179.“I see the way you look at me when you think I’m not looking.”

180.“I think I’m in love with you and that scares me to death.”

181.“I think we need to talk.”

182.“I thought you were dead…”

183.“I trusted you!”

184.“I waited and waited, but you never came back!”

185.“I wasn’t planning on asking you, but I’ve come to realize that life is short. Will you marry me?”

186.“I won’t give up if you won’t.”

187.“I-I can’t trust you anymore…”

188.“I’ll be right over.”

189.“I’m flirting with you.”

190.“I’m not good enough for you.”

191.“I’m not the only one who thinks that.”

192.“I’m sick of being USELESS.”

193.“I’m so happy you’re alive!”

194.“I’m so stupid to make the mistake of falling in love with my best friend.”

195.“I’m sorry. I didn’t know.”

196.“I’m sorry, run that by me again.”

197.“I’m sorry, what were you saying? I keep getting lost in your eyes.”

198.“I’m tired of being your secret.”

199.“I’m up to the challenge.”

200.“I’m yours.”

201.“I’ve been in love with you my entire life. Ever since I met you.”

202.“I’ve moved on.”

203.“I’ve never felt this way about anyone before… and it scares the shit out of me.”

204.“If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were trying to seduce me.”

205.“If I ever see you anywhere near her, you’ll have to deal with me!”

206.“If you die, I’m gonna kill you!”

207.“If you keep looking at me like that, we won’t make it to the bed.”

208.“If you walk out right now, it’s over for us.”

209.“Is it really you?”

210.“Is that a challenge?”

211.“Is that an apology?”

212.“Is there a problem?”

213.“Is there a special reason, as to why you’re wearing my shirt?”

214.“Is there something you want to tell me?”

215.“It could be worse.”

216.“It made a difference to me.”

217.“It was just a dream.”

218.“It wasn’t supposed to happen like that.”

219.“It’s all my fault.”

220.“It’s okay, I’m here for you.”

221.“It’s okay to cry…”

222.“Just leave me ALONE.”

223.“Just talk to me.”

224.“Kiss me.”

225.“Let me buy you a drink?”

226.“Look at me – just breathe, okay?”

227.“Look, I don’t have much time, but I wanted to say I love you.”

228.“May I have this dance?”

229.“Meet me at midnight. Alone.”

230.“Meet me on the bridge in an hour.”

231.“No one needs to know.”

232.“No one will ever hurt you again.”

233.“None of that matters now.”

234.“Oh, my God! You’re in love with her!”

235.“Please don’t cry.”

236.“Please don’t do this.”

237.“Please don’t leave…”

238.“Please listen to me…”

239.“Please say something…”

240.“Promise me you won’t let anything happen to him.”

241.“Promise me you’ll stay.”

242.“Shit, are you bleeding?”

243.“Shut up and kiss me?”

244.“Somebody’s in love!”

245.“Sorry, I thought I was alone…”

246.“Stop talking about love for a minute and help me with this bullet wound.”

247.“Tell me a secret.”

248.“That came out wrong.”

249.“That guy at the bar keeps staring at you.”

250.“The way you flirt is shameful.”

251.“There are plenty of people out there who love you.”   “Yeah, like who?”  “Like me.”

252.“There’s something I need to tell you.”

253.“Things don’t always turn out how they should.”

254.“Those things you said yesterday… Did you mean them?”

255.“Wait a minute… Are you jealous?”

256.“Wake up! Please, please wake up!”

257.“Wanna dance?”

258.“We could be amazing!”

259.“Well, don’t keep me waiting!”

260.“Well, this is awkward…”

261.“Well, this is where I live.”

262.“We finish it the same way we started… together.”

263.“What are you afraid of?”

264.“What were you thinking? Were you trying to get yourself killed?”

265.“When you love someone, you just don’t stop. Ever. Even when people roll their eyes or call you crazy… even then. Especially then!”

266.“Where did you learn to dance?”

267.“Where were you? Do you have any idea as to how worried I was?”

268.“Who gave you that black eye?”

269.“Why are you lying?”

270.“Why are you up so early?”

271.“Why can’t you see what you’re doing to me?”

272.“Why choose me?”

273.“Why don’t you just kiss me already?”

274.“You are the best thing that’s ever happened to me.”

275.“You deserve so much better.”

276.“You did this all for me?”

277.“You DID WHAT?”

278.“You don’t have to stay.”

279.“You don’t know you the way I do.”

280.“You don’t need to protect me.”

281.“You fainted… straight into my arms. You know, if you wanted my attention you didn’t have to go to such extremes.”

282.“You have the most amazing eyes.”

283.“You have to make a choice.”

284.“You have to remember!”

285.“You heard me. Take. It. Off.”

286.“You know, it’s okay to cry…”

287.“You lied to me!”

288.“You look beautiful!”

289.“You make me feel like I’m not good enough.”

290.“You need to leave. Right now.”

291.“You need to wake up because I can’t do this without you.”

292.“You shouldn’t have even been there!”

293.“You walked away. Not me.”

294.“You weren’t supposed to hear that…”

295.“You’ll be the death of me.”

296.“You’re not alone.”

297.“You’re safe now. I’ve got you.”

298.“You’re the only one I trust to do this.”

299.“You’re too good for me.”

300.“You’ve got to be kidding me!”

301.“Have you lost your damn mind?”

302.“Please, don’t leave.”

303.“Come over here and make me.”

304.“Wait a minute… Are you jealous?”

305.“Is there a reason you’re naked in my bed?”

306.“I almost lost you.”

307.“Wanna bet?”

308.“Teach me how to play?”

309.“Looks like we’ll be trapped for a while…”

310.“We’re in the middle of a thunderstorm and you wanna stop and feel the rain?”

311.“Just once.”

312.“I can’t believe you talked me into this.”

313.“I got you a present.”

314.“It’s not what it looks like…”

315.“Hey! I was gonna eat that!”

316.“I swear it was an accident.”

317.“Knowing you has made me a better person.”

318.“Just hold me.”

319.“I think I love you.”

320.“I’ve loved you for years.”

321.“Kiss me.”

322.“You’re the best part of me.”

323.“You keep me going.”

324.“You mean everything to me.”

325.“I couldn’t imagine what life would be like without you.”

326.“You’re perfect to me.”

327.“I don’t want to think about what I’d be like without you.”

328.“We’re best when we’re together.”

329.“I can’t stop thinking about you.”

330.“Can I hold your hand?”

331.“Do you want to stay over tonight?”

332.“You’re adorable.”

333.“Everything has been different since I fell in love with you.”

334.“I didn’t think it was possible to love a person as much as I love you.”

335.“I didn’t think love existed until I started loving you.”

336.“Let’s move in together.”

337.“Do you want me to leave?”

338.“You are not going without me.”

339.“I swear it won’t happen again.”

340.“What did you say?”

341.“I’m not jealous!”

342.“We can’t keep doing this.”

343.“Isn’t this amazing?”

344.“I’m going to take care of you, okay?”

345.“Stay the night. Please.”

346.“You can’t die. Please don’t die.”

347.“Run away with me.”

348.“Quit whining. It’s just a bullet.”

349.“Knowing you has made me a better person.”

350.“Just hold me.”

351.“I think I love you.”

352.“I’ve loved you for years.”

353.“Kiss me.”

354.“You’re the best part of me.”

355.“You keep me going.”

356.“You mean everything to me.”

357.“I couldn’t imagine what life would be like without you.“

358."You’re perfect to me.”

359.“I don’t want to think about what I’d be like without you.”

360.“We’re best when we’re together.”

361.“I can’t stop thinking about you.”

362.“Can I hold your hand?”

363.“Do you want to stay over tonight?”

364.“You’re adorable.”

365.“Everything has been different since I fell in love with you.”

366.“I didn’t think it was possible to love a person as much as I love you.”

367.“I didn’t think love existed until I started loving you.”

368.“Let’s move in together.”

369.“Let’s strip down to our socks.”

Calling It Quits. - Bucky x Reader - One Shot

Originally posted by livvy1800

A/N - Another Angsty one, unfortunately not so happy endings here. But I do enjoy Angst requests considering I find it my weakest spot. Thanks for the request @the-craziestone - I hope you enjoy it! Any requests or ideas you may have please feel free to comment or PM me.

Bucky x Reader - You know where he’s been. You know the smell of that perfume, the kiss marks he’s forgotten to hide on his neck. You have pretended for too long now. You’ve had enough.


Warnings: Just sad angst really.

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First of all... Yes

Originally posted by alinok

A/N: This was actually requested by @allipotterhead1 (my first request, may I add) and I got a bit carried away but I didn’t want to miss anything out, I hope you like it, I tried my best!

Request: “Jughead x plus size reader, where their relationship is a secret. In which the reader is Kevin’s sister and one time they have a heavy make out session and Kevin, Veronica, Betty and Archie just walk in on them and Betty and Veronica are losing their shit because they ship it so hard, Kevin is totally sweet but excited and already plans their future but Archie asks him why he would date someone like her? I know it’s really specific but I can’t get this idea out of my head and I’m an awful writer… (And I don’t mean to hate on Archie, I really love him, but I love me some good angst)”

Word Count: 2,761 (jeez, this is long)

Warnings: Angst, Archie’s a bit of a dick, there is a swear word, and some makin’ out.

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Dentists

Warnings: Fluffffffffffff

Word Count: 1304

A/n: Just rlly inexcusably cheesy. Like this is not okay. I am persONALLY ashamed by the amount of fluff.

Originally posted by xratherbeyou

You huffed, crossing and uncrossing your legs again as you leaned back in the tiny, uncomfortable chair. Three things you hated the most were doctors, strange drills, and people poking and prodding you and dentistry combined all of those things into one extremely-sanitized, linoleum-floored, overly-expensive hell. Even just sitting in the waiting room was giving making you feel sick.

How long did it even take to remove wisdom teeth? When Peter, your best friend, had asked you to drive him to the dentist for his appointment, you thought it would be a simple half hour affair but it had been an hour and a half now and he still wasn’t out. You supposed it was because he had waited so long to take them out, but still, it wasn’t that difficult was it?

“Excuse me, Miss?”

You started as a stout man walked towards you, his blue nurse’s scrubs swishing as he walked briskly towards you.

“Yes?”

“You are here with Mr. Maximoff, correct?”

“Yeah, is he alright?” You frowned, were there complications? That would be bad, right?

“Yes he’s fine, don’t worry. Dr. Carlyle just thought that, because it’s taking so long you might want an update.”

“Oh, okay.” You breathed out in relief.

“Peter has all but one wisdom tooth out. His body fought the anesthesia in the beginning, more than any patient I’ve ever seen. His metabolism must be extremely high. Anyways, we upped the dosage which did the trick. He should be out in around ten minutes, but because of the high dosage, he might act a little more out of it than our other patients.”

“Alright, thank you.”

You sat back down, fiddling with your fingers. At least nothing bad happened, he was alright. But then again, there was no telling what Peter might do on all those drugs.

It was another fifteen minutes before Peter came out, a nurse pushing him on a wheelchair with slight difficulty as Peter’s head lolled against the back of the chair, an absent smile glazed across his face.

“Y/n… Is that you?” The silver-haired boy slurred as he craned his neck to see you from where his head was positioned.

“Yes, Peter, it’s me.”

“Aw.” Peter chuckled. “Yes.” He did a small fist pump as you thanked the nurse, taking Peter from him.

“Yes, what?”

“Yes that you’re here. I thought that bald-guy was gonna take me to his home.” He stuttered, jerking a thumb at the nurse. “But now I’m gonna go home with you.”

You smiled, thanking the people at the desk before promptly leaving, letting out a breath of a relief as the door shut behind you.

“So,” You began pushing Peter towards your car, drumming your fingers on the chair’s handles. “How do you feel?”

“Feeling scared.” He held the armrests tighter. “You’re going too fast!”
“What?” You slowed your walk to a crawl.

“Slow down, you’re gonna kill me, woman!” Peter leaned back in the seat, his knuckles white with the strain of gripping the armrests. This was going to be a long day.

After much struggle and more sweat than you’d like to admit, you had successfully made it to the car. Peter sat in the passenger’s seat, looking out the window, his eyes glazed over slightly.

“Hey, Y/n?”

“Yeah, Peter?” You drummed your fingers on the steering wheel, turning into the driveway of the mansion.

“Do you think cars have feelings?”

“What?”

“Like, do cars have-” He waved his hands, wiggling his fingers slightly. “Feelings?”

“Um, I-”

“No!” He raised a finger to your mouth. “Shh. Shhhhhhhhhhhh.”

“I-”

“Cause, uh, I was thinking like, you know when it’s really hot and you turn on the air conditioning so that you don’t die of heat stroke?” He feigned fainting, collapsing against the window and throwing his feet up on the dashboard. “Do you think it hurts the car? I always felt bad, what if it was too much for the car? What if we’re overworking the car, pushing past its limit?”

He was shouting now, accentuating each word with a punch to the car door.

“Peter, cars are designed to work that hard.” You pulled the car into the garage, the engine growling to a halt “Ok, we’re home!”

Peter jumped, leaning across you and fumbling with the lock a couple of times before pressing it down, sighing in relief.

“Ha, now I’ve got you trapped and you have to talk with me!”

“Ok. What.”

“Well, after thinking about if cars can feel I thought what if other things have feelings? Like clothes and stuff.”

You hummed, reaching down and leaning your chair back, pulling your legs into cross beneath you.

“I know you have that t-shirt, that red, button down with all the crazy flowers?” A piece of gauze fell out of his mouth and onto the car seat. “That super ugly one?” He shoved a finger in his mouth, struggling to put the gauze back into place.

“Yeah? My cousin gave it to me.” You chewed your bottom lip. “I’ve only worn it once, to that disco party Jubilee threw last year.”

“Ok, ok, but, do you ever think that maybe, maybe it just…” Peter tipped his head back, blinking away tears. “I mean you never wear it! It just wastes away in the back of your closet, watching as all the other clothes get worn, maybe it just wants to be loved?”

“Peter, I-” You bit back a laugh. “Are you crying?”

“Yeah.” Peter whimpered sniffling softly. “Just a little.”

You rolled your eyes, reaching for the door handle once more.

“Wait, no!”
Peter launched himself forward, into your lap, his body now sprawled across you.

“Don’t go.”

“Okay, okay!” You held your hands up in surrender. “What is it?”

He looked up at you, his brown eyes the color of amber and coffee as he peered through his thick eyelashes. It was moments like these that always threw you off guard. Times when he looked so effortlessly beautiful, especially when it wasn’t expected.

How could he look so good while so unbelievably doped up? The way his feathery platinum locks fell like silk around his shoulders was almost exquisite. And his whole “I-haven’t-slept-in-two-years” look complimented him even when, based on all scientific reasoning, it shouldn’t.

“Y/n?”

You drank in the way his lips formed so perfectly around your name.

“Yeah?”

Gently, as if he were expensive china, you ran your fingers through his hair, each strand shimmering as the light from outside poured in and washed itself over Peter’s face.

“I know I’m probably gonna regret it in the morning but I’m gonna say it anyways, okay?”

You grinned, tracing your index finger down the side of his face and along his jaw.

“Okay.” You breathed out in a barely audible whisper.

“You make me feel good, like really good. You make the bad days easier and… and there’s been a lot of those lately.” He licked his lips, his cinnamon eyes glued to yours the entire time.

“And whenever I hear something funny, I always look around to see if you think it’s funny too, even when you’re not there. And at night, when I’m cold or alone, I always reach out, expecting you to be there for some reason. When you’re happy, it makes me happy. And when you cried watching that Harry Potter movie the other night, even though I wasn’t watching the movie, seeing you cry, it felt like my heart was breaking.”

You breathed in slowly, scanning his face for any emotion, any sign to tell you where this was going.

“And I can’t help but think the same thing every time I see you.” He smiled reaching up and grasping a strand of hair between his fingers, twisting it slowly.

“I love her.”

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fall out boy starters & prompts

take this to your grave 

  • “You were the last good thing about this part of town.”
  • “I’m coasting on potential, towards a wall, at a hundred miles an hour.”
  • “I believed every single lie you said.”
  • “With every breath, I wish your body will be broken.”
  • “And when it all goes to hell, will you be able to tell me sorry with a straight face?”
  • “Boys/girls like you try too hard to look not quite as desperate.”

from under the cork tree 

  • “I got your love letters, corrected the grammar and sent them back.”
  • “It’s true romance is dead, I shot it in the chest then in the head.”
  • “We’re only liars, but we’re the best.”
  • “Turn off the lights and turn off the shyness.”
  • “Your makeup stains my pillowcase, like I’ll never be the same.”
  • “I don’t want to forget how your voice sounds.”
  • “I only want sympathy in the form of you crawling into bed with me.”
  • “Am I more than you bargained for?”
  • “Isn’t it messed up how I’m just dying to be him/her/them?“
  • “Nothing comes as easy as you.”
  • “And I want to be known for my hits, not just my misses. I took a shot and didn’t even come close.”
  • “I’m sleeping my way out of this one with anyone who will lie down.”
  • “I keep telling myself I’m not the desperate type.”
  • “It’s just a matter of time until we’re all found out.”
  • “The best part of ‘believe’ is the ‘lie’.”
  • “You’re the only place that feels like home.
  • “I got arrogance down to a science.” 
  • “I don’t blame you for being you, but you can’t blame me for hating it.”
  • “I left my conscience pressed between the pages of the Bible in the drawer.”

infinity on high 

  • “I can take your problems away with a nod and a wave of my hand.”
  • “We/I don’t fight fair.”
  • “Don’t pretend you ever forgot about me.”
  • “We’re/I’m the new face of failure, prettier and younger but not any better off.”
  • “I thought I loved you. It was just how you looked in the light.”
  • “I want these words to make things right. But it’s the wrongs that make the words come to life.”
  • “He/she/they taste like you, only sweeter.”
  • “I’m the only one who’s gonna get away with making excuses today.”
  •  “You’re appealing to emotions that I simply do not have.”
  • “The truth hurts worse than anything I could bring myself to do to you.”
  • “I’m a preacher sweating in the pews for the salvation I’m bringing you.”
  • “I am God’s gift but why would he bless me with, such wit without a conscience equipped?”

save rock and roll 

  • "I’m just dreaming of tearing you apart.”
  • “My childhood spat back out the monster that you see.”
  • “I don’t know where I’m going, but I don’t think I’m coming home.”
  • “Fuck you, you can go cry me an ocean, and leave me be.”
  • “This is the road to ruin.”
  • “Anything you say can and will be held against you, so only say my name.”
  • “I’d trade all my tomorrows for just one yesterday.”
  • “Letting people down is my thing, baby.”
  • “If I spilled my guts, the world would never look at you the same way.”
  • “I’m here to give you all my love so I can watch your face as I take it all away.”
  • “May the bridges I have burned light my way back home.”
  • “I could just die laughing on your spiral of shame.”

american beauty / american psycho 

  • "I didn’t come for a fight but I will fight till the end.”
  • “ I can’t stop ‘til the whole world knows my name.”
  • “Until you die for me, as long as there’s a light, my shadow’s over you.”
  • “I’m not passive but aggressive.”
  • “All those people in those old photographs I’ve seen are dead.”
  • “May nothing but death do us part.”
  • “The blood of a lamb is worth two lions.”

misc!

  • “Say my name and his/hers/theirs in the same breath. I dare you to say they taste the same.”
  • “Oh, I will die without the attention!”
  • “If home is where the heart is than we’re all just fucked.”
  • “Sometimes I wanna quit this all…”
  • “I wanna scream ‘I love you’ from the top of my lungs.”
  • “I will never believe in anything again.” / “We will never believe again.”
  • “I’m only here to crash a life, it was never alright from the start.”
  • “You’re not the first or the last but you’re possibly the prettiest.”

dexter starters ( showtime’s dexter s2ep2.)

  • “ i finally get a chance to kill and i can’t do it.”
  • “ and now all my secrets are floating to the surface.”
  • “ how did i lose it? how do i find it again?”
  • “ how can i solve a crime when i can’t even solve what’s wrong with me?”
  • “ has a nice ring to it, no?”
  • “ last thing ___ needs is another serial killer.”
  • “ why don’t you take a picture? it’ll last longer.”
  • “ what would i do without you?”
  • “ grandma really talks like that?”
  • “ you get the point. right, bitch?”
  • “ fucking people don’t want our help.”
  • “ this stuff never gets to you?”
  • “ i’m more of a cry on the inside kinda guy.”
  • “ what? i’m so over that.”
  • “ just… prove it to me.”
  • “ it’s like you’re just fucking with me.”
  • “ couldn’t pick a worse time, right?”
  • “ hey, how about you take off? let me handle this.”
  • “ i couldn’t let you do that.”
  • “ i owe you.”
  • “ i can’t even go there.”
  • “ this one’s on us, man.”
  • “ i have to focus. tune everything out.”
  • “ timing could be better.”
  • “ … oh. it’s you.”
  • “ who else you got following you?”
  • “ go ahead. try it. i’ve been waitin’.”
  • “ this neighborhood? it’s full of crazies. i’d lock my doors.”
  • “ bathroom’s all yours.”
  • “ we ran outta glasses?”
  • “ come on, give it a chance.”
  • “ sweetie, what’s the matter?”
  • “ what kind of weird?”
  • “ no. no, calm was what i was 35 minutes ago. pissed is what i am now.”
  • “ hey! who want’s eggos? i got blueberry, or chocolate. or both.”
  • “ assholes! they did everything but help.”
  • “ which assholes were you talking to?”
  • “ i didn’t ask for your help, or your advice.”
  • “ i’ll never understand how people deal with death. why they can’t just… put it in it’s place.”
  • “ not exactly ideal in the element of surprise department.”
  • “ i have to find a new way to dispose of the body.”
  • “ you totally douched me in there.”
  • “ you clocked a guy in a bar who touched your arm…“
  • “ well, thank you for the fucking vote of confidence.”
  • “ hey. just visualize that door of opportunity opening up wide for you, bro, and just walk right through it.”
  • “ you keep up with this woo-woo shit, imma walk right through you.”
  • “ that come with a story?”
  • “ well, you should be more careful, amigo.”
  • “ they had to bring in outside talent. which would be moi.”
  • “ bet this guy never expected his work to see in the light of day.”
  • “ i bet you’re right.”
  • “ still, it can’t be easy to hide a body nowadays.”
  • “ you shittin’ me?”
  • “ hypothetical: how do you make sure disposed body stay disposed?”
  • “ don’t all those run the risk of contact with the outside world?”
  • “ you got a better idea?”
  • “ there is no such thing as the perfect crime. not in my experience, anyway.”
  • “ well, we have something in common.”
  • “ miss me?”
  • “ i need to clear the decks… and my head.”
  • “ they, uh… ate my puppy.”
  • “ you may have to get closer than you like.”
  • “ i’m doin’ enough damage on my own.”
  • “ that was a yes. sounded like a no, but… yeah.”
  • “ you scared the shit outta me.”
  • “ how you doin’?”
  • “ don’t! you fuckin’ asked… so, how am i doing? i’m just fine.”
  • “ come on, don’t get the shakes now. this is no time for performance anxiety.”
  • “ i’ve been waitin’ for you.”
  • “ come out, come out, wherever you are!”
  • “ what the hell is wrong with me?”
  • “ it’s okay, i got you.”
  • “ don’t leave me! please, don’t leave me!”
  • “ want me to knock out some doors? or maybe some heads?”
  • “ what fucking asshole left this here?”
  • “ it’s ‘special agent’ fucking asshole.”
  • “ frankly, you’re more of a leader than a team-player.”
  • “ i’m not convinced you play well with others.”
  • “ i feel like a jigsaw-puzzle missing a piece.”
  • “ i’ve been calling you for hours.”
  • “ i kinda pulled an all nighter.”
  • “ it’s, uh… it’s taking me to places i never thought i’d go.”
  • “ he was such a destructive force. why can’t you just put him behind you?”
  • “ i’m just gonna make you late.”
  • “ dammit, ___!  i need you there too.”
  • “ you have no idea what this feels like.”
  • “ can’t wait to get another door slammed in my face.”
  • “ that’s it. put that out into the universe, alright?”
  • “ look on the bright side. comically, we’re batting a thousand.”
  • “ please, don’t shoot me, miss/mister.”
  • “ if i believed in god. if i believed in sin… this is the place where i’d be sucked straight to hell… if i believed in hell.”
  • “ i’m so sorry for your loss.”
  • “ i’m not sorry.”
  • “ you’re still here.”
  • “ i killed you.”
  • “ no. you just took my life.”
  • “ so how do i make you go away?”
  • “ i’m not like them.”
  • “ now, if it helps, i can tell you it’s not your fault, what you did to me.”
  • “ i’m not human.”
  • “ no. you’re just fucked up.”
  • “ you think it’s as simple as that?”
  • “ excuse me, i opened this by mistake.”
  • “ today it is all about the win. i think we really should enjoy this.”
  • “ i really appreciate your support.”
  • “ it was simple, really.”
  • “ all i had to do was put myself into the mind of a killer. hardly a stretch.”
  • “ trust me, you’re not going anywhere this time.”
  • “ who the fuck are you?”
  • “ that kind of talk is just gonna bring you closer to your victims.”
  • “ no, maybe you didn’t do the deed, but the blood is on your hands.”
  • “ a lot of blood is on your hands.”
  • “ why do you care about these people?”
  • “ why are you doing this to me?”
  • “ i’m not so much doing this to you as i’m doing it for me.”
  • “ you leave pain wherever you go.”
  • “ you kill me, what do you leave behind?”
  • “ look at that, steady as a surgeon.”
  • “ this kill was just the first of the loose ends i needed to tie off.”
  • “ i need to see you.”
  • “ i’m just dropping somebody off, can it wait?”
  • “ a shoe? you wanted to see me about a shoe?”
  • “ i didn’t have a lot to hope for until i met you.”
  • “ you gave me something to believe in when i didn’t even believe in myself.”
  • “ it’s not your fault.”
  • “ it was totally an act of impulse.”
  • “ what are you trying to say, that you planned on acting on impulse?”
  • “ that’s where you disappeared to at all hours of the night like clark fucking kent.”
  • “ if the eyes are the window to the soul, then grief is the door. as long as it’s closed, it’s the barrier between knowing and not knowing. walk away from it and it stays closed forever. but open it, and walk through it, and pain becomes truth.”
  • “ i’ve been preparing for this my entire life.”
  • “ it’s annoying, isn’t it?”
  • “ i’m not taking the bait.”
  • “ you’re up late.”
  • “ you don’t need to do this. you don’t need to do this now.”
  • “ temporary insanity.”
  • “ you’re right. i smell like a fucking sewer.”
  • “ i had to say goodbye in order to reconnect with what’s really important. with who i was.”
  • “ rest in peace… i am.”

i had the weirdest dream so obviously i had to write a fic about it

-

They met at the park. It could have been a meet-cute, except Derek doesn’t do cute so it ended up just being weird.

Derek was taking Nora for a walk like he always does when she decided it would be a good idea to chase a squirrel and practically dragged him around, only stopping when another dog got in her way – probably chasing the squirrel too – and they started growling at each other.

“Hey, man. Control your dog, I’m not ready to be a grandpa!”

“My dog is a female.” Derek said, tried not to stare at the other guy’s hands as he struggled to hold his dog back.

“Well,” the other guy said, “how can you know under all – that.” He gestured towards Nora.

“She’s an Alaskan malamute.” Derek took a step back, dragging Nora away from asshole-guy and his dalmatian. “Much better than a dog that you don’t know if it’s white or black.”

The other guy stopped, looked between Derek and his dog. “How dare you.” He narrowed his eyes. “Leia is beautiful.

“Leia?” Derek asked, smirking. “What happened to creativity these days?”

“I’ll show you creativity.” The guy growled, much like Nora was doing, then took Derek’s hand, dragged him towards a bench and started to list all the reasons he named his dog after Princess Leia.

Nora and Leia ended up getting along fabulously, and as fate would have it, so did their owners.


“Unfair.” Stiles mumbles, watching as Derek heads to the bathroom. “I’m supposed to be going to work. Stop teasing me.”

Derek smirks over his shoulder. “Are you sure? I was going to ask you to join me in the shower.”

Gah.” Stiles says as his dick responds to Derek’s smile. “I hate you.”

Derek laughs. “I know.” He walks into the shower, moans purposefully loud when the hot water hits his body. Stiles yells at him to shut up and seconds later he’s joining Derek under the spray.

“You’re gonna kill me.” He leans in for a kiss, nips at Derek’s bottom lip as he runs his hands over Derek’s wet chest. “Fuck,” he moans when Derek presses him against the wall, rubs their dicks together, “you’re awful.”

Derek bites softly at Stiles’ pulse point, enjoys the moan it elicits from him. He’s always talking, moaning, yelling, seriously, Derek is the one who’s going to die here.

It’s been two months and they aren’t even close to getting tired from each other. It’s still hot, fun and - even more - exciting. Sometimes, in between fixing a car or two, Derek checks his phone, sends messages to Stiles, some of them explicit others just telling him about his day, the awful clients that destroy their cars and ask Derek to perform miracles. Other times, it’s Stiles that calls him, rambles about his dad and Leia, about his friends and what he ate that morning.

They haven’t talked about what they are – if they are something – but Stiles doesn’t seem in a hurry, so Derek isn’t going to force him, as much as he wants to.

Really, Derek’s got it so bad even his boss noticed and he’s seventy.

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three weeks early (2)

HERE YALL GO BUT BEFORE YOU READ;
i realize i was stupid to do the ‘300 notes thing’ and i apologize because i was being really extra about it idk what came over me. i get now that it isn’t cool to do that so as a sorry i’m posting this waaaay sooner than expected
enjoy!
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you were wheeled into your hospital room by shawn where you were supposed to be getting dressed into the hospital gown before the doctor came in.

“babe i’m going to tell you the same thing i told you nine months ago when this whole thing began.” shawn said, handing you the neatly folded hospital gown along with some fuzzy socks and a sports bra.

“what’s that?” you hummed, tying your hair into a quick messy bun.

“take your pants off.”

“oh my god shawn,” you laughed, swatting his chest before closing the door to the bathroom to change.

“it’s true though!” he yelled from the other side of the door. you laughed as you pulled on the large hospital gown over your sports bra. you opened the door, revealing shawn still standing on the other side.

“can you tie this?” you turned around, handing him the strings to tie the gown together.

“cute butt,” he commented as he finished tying the gown. you rolled your eyes, “yeah yeah, now help me get on this bed.”

-

it’s been five hours since you arrived at the hospital and no baby yet. you knew that the process wasn’t going to be quick, but it’s been 5 hours and as of an hour ago you were only 3 centimetres dilated. as for the baby, the doctors said it’s normal for them to come this early and there should be nothing wrong. they did an ultrasound just to make sure everything was okay, and as far as you and shawn knew, your little girl was in good condition.

the only sound in the room right now was your baby’s steady heartbeat coming from one of the many wires and wraps you were hooked up to. shawn was sitting on the chair next to the bed texting both your parents, and tweeting to update the fans on what’s going on. from what shawn told you, they understood that he wouldn’t be continuing the rest of tour for obvious reasons and you were glad. you knew they were going to be understanding, he was about to have a baby he won’t have any time to tour for a few years. in the earlier months of the pregnancy he told you and his team that once the baby was born he was probably going to take a break from everything. he said he probably won’t start touring again until she’s at least 3, but he’ll continue to write music and occasionally record some to keep the fans interested.

you drew in a deep breath as you felt another contraction hit. they weren’t that painful yet, but you could definitely feel them. you were a little worried because the baby hasn’t been moving as much as normal but when you expressed your concern to the nurse they said it was probably because she’s in a different position and i won’t feel her movements as much.

“another contraction?” shawn asked, immediately setting his phone down and grabbing your hand.

“yeah but it’s gone now, they aren’t that bad. i’m tired though, i just want to sleep.” you sighed, laying back onto the rather large hospital bed. “would they mind if i slept?”

“how can you sleep?” shawn chuckled, “aren’t you in pain?”

“yes but that’s what the drugs are for.”

shawn shook his head, “you’re not putting drugs into our baby.”

“oh really?” you asked. “you can decide that when you’re pushing a baby out of you. i’m getting the epidural shawn.” you have him the death stare, something you haven’t done in a long, long time. “i need it shawn, you don’t understand.”

“do you really need it?” he sighed. he was only being argumentative because he knew you wanted an all natural birth, and you clearly stated you never wanted an epidural because you absolutely hated needles. you did want an all natural birth at first, but after a few hours of labour you decided you wanted an epidural so you didn’t feel as much pain.

“i’m in pain shawn, anything to lessen it would be nice.” you said, closing your eyes as another contraction came along. this one was the most painful one so far, which had to mean you were getting closer to actually giving birth, right? you grasped the handle of the bed in need of something to hold for a few seconds before the contraction faded, which luckily it was a quick one.

“i’m hungry.” you announced. “let’s order some pizza or something.” you reached for your phone that was resting on the table next to your bed to order. shawn grabbed it from your hands, telling you he would order it even though it was 1am, and he would just pick it up from the store. “i can’t believe you’re literally about to have a baby and all you can think about it pizza.” he laughed, walking out of the room to quickly pick up your pizza from the pizza place that was luckily down the road.

while he was gone the doctor returned to come check your progress, and still nothing. you had only dilated one more centimetre in almost two hours. you were beginning to worry about the baby because isn’t it supposed to be quicker than this? you hadn’t read much on the actual time it may take from when your water breaks to when the baby is born, and you knew everyone was different, but you honestly thought it was going to be quicker than this.

shawn’s parents and aaliyah arrived shortly after the doctor left the room, you were glad they came. unfortunately your family lived in the states and couldn’t get her as quick as shawn’s family. you informed your parents what’s happening though, and they said they were booking a flight to come see you and the new baby.

“where’s shawn?” aaliyah asked, taking a seat in the chair shawn once occupied.

“i’m right here, don’t worry i didn’t abandon her!” shawn exclaimed, rushing into the room with two pizza boxes. he set them down on the table at the far end of the room before greeting his family.

“hey kid, you’re in my chair.” he said, ruffling aaliyah’s hair.

“excuse me but someone had to sit next to y/n so she didn’t feel alone and clearly you weren’t doing the job…”

you smiled as you watched their playful sibling banter, hoping one day your little girl would have a sibling she could do this with. you had four older brothers growing up so this wasn’t new to you, but you also grew up with lots of play fights and being the dummy when they wanted to wrestle.

“okay first of all, i went quickly to pick up pizza she wanted that’s why i was gone. and second, she’s my wife so i win and you have to move.” he crossed his arms over his chest and smiled in triumph as she moved over to another chair next to her father.

“she didn’t have to move shawn,” you giggled. “you could’ve sat on the other side or with me. this bed is bigger than the normal hospital bed.”

“ha!” aaliyah yelled, earning a shush from both her parents. shawn rolled his eyes at her, turning his attention towards you.

“any more progress?” he asked, grabbing your hand full of IV needles and lightly kissing it.

“no,” you sighed. “they said i can try and get some sleep because this isn’t happening soon, but the nurse said the doctor is going to come in soon to do another ultrasound just to make sure everything is okay.” you took a bite from the slice of pizza that was on the small table in front of you, shawn must’ve put it there when you were talking to aaliyah.

“another ultrasound?” he asked, “that doesn’t sound good.”

“i’m sure she’s going to be fine shawn,” you tried to reassure him. “i’m going to try and get some sleep okay?”

he nodded, not being able to fathom the thought of something going wrong or something being wrong with his little girl. you made sure to do everything in your power to make this pregnancy go as smooth as possible, and if something were to go wrong now, shawn wouldn’t know what to do.

the last thing you heard before you drifted off to sleep was shawn placing his large hand on your even larger stomach and muttering something to his dad which you could barely make out.

-

“y/n!” you felt a harsh nudge, waking you up almost immediately. in front of you stood your husband, karen, manny, and aaliyah standing to the side looking worried, and almost a whole team of doctors rushing around you.

“wha-is it time? what’s going on?” you asked, rubbing your eyes due to the bright lights.

“they came in to do an ultrasound and you were sleeping but i didn’t want to wake you and i said they could do it while you slept so they did,” shawn said, a nurse soon interrupting him to explain the rest of the story.

“y/n, the cord has somehow wrapped its way around your baby’s neck in a very rare way and as she moves further down, the cord is getting tighter and tighter. we have an emergency c-section scheduled for you very soon.”

the nurse rushed away, leaving you at a loss for words. the entire room was chaotic right now and you weren’t sure what to do. shawn returned to your side, now in blue scrubs so he could come in the room with you. without you having to say anything, he wrapped his arms around you the best he could, knowing you needed some comfort.

“shawn,” you cried into his chest. “i’m scared.”

“i am too, but she’s a mendes y/n. she’s gonna fight, i know it.” he whispered, comfortingly rubbing your back.

before you knew it, the doctor gave you the epidural and you were being wheeled into the operating room for the c-section. the entire process was a blur to you, you couldn’t feel pain but you could feel the pressure of whatever they were doing on the other side of the blue curtain. you were definitely crying, you didn’t know wether your baby was okay or not. shawn was given a seat right next to you and under no circumstances was he allowed to look beyond the curtain or he would be kicked out of the room.

“she’s gonna be okay,” he whispered, “we’re going to have a baby soon y/n.” you gave him a small smile as he wiped the tears off your face.

after a few more minutes, you could hear the doctors finally telling you she was almost out. you heard the doctors announce that she was out after a few seconds. shawn smiled, “y/n! we have a baby!”

you both were silent, expecting to hear a cry come from the little girl but after a few seconds too long without a cry, you knew something was wrong.

“Here For You” - Stiles Stilinski

Originally posted by bubblegumbubblesblog

(not my gif)

REQUEST: Stiles x reader with late night conversations.

Hello?” A deep voice said through the phone.
“Did I wake you?” (Y/N) asked.
No.” Stiles replied, suppressing a yarn.
“Liar.” (Y/N) chuckled.
It was late at night and (Y/N) couldn’t sleep. Like most nights, (Y/N) wouldn’t dare close her eyes knowing that nightmares would come and haunt her in her sleep. So, instead of waiting around and drowning in her own thoughts, she would always call the same person – her best friend since kindergarten, Stiles Stilinski.
“Can you come over?” (Y/N) asked the boy while bitting her nails.
Is everything okay? Are you alright?” Stiles asked, concerned.
“Yeah. I just can’t sleep.” (Y/N) mumbled. “I know it’s nothing, so it’s okay if you don’t wanna come over.” She added. She felt bad for depriving her best friend of sleep just because she couldn’t get any. She knew it wasn’t fair. But she also knew that Stiles wouldn’t mind, because she had done the same thing for him many times.
I’ll be there in five minutes.” Stiles declared before he hung up the phone.
(Y/N) was in the kitchen when the doorbell rang. She opened the door and greeted Stiles with a bear hug.
“Thank you.” (Y/N) mumbled into his shoulder.
“Are you sure you’re okay? I think you might have a fever.” Stiles chuckled as he pressed his cold hand on (Y/N)’s forehead before she gently pushed it away.
“What? So I can’t hug my best friend now?” (Y/N) rolled her eyes.
“Of course you can. It’s just, you’ve never been the hugging type.” Stiles declared as he walked into his best friend’s house. He frowned.
“What’s that smell?” He asked before (Y/N) could react to his last statement.
“I’m making pancakes.” (Y/N) said proudly as she walked into the kitchen and sat on the counter. Stiles stood before her. He has always been taller than her, so, even when (Y/N) was sat on her kitchen counter, Stiles was still a few inches taller than her.
“(Y/N), it’s one in the morning.” Stiles frowned.
“So? I told you I couldn’t sleep. Cooking makes me feel better. It’s relaxing.” (Y/N) shrugged and crossed her arms over her chest. Stiles let out a small laugh before a serious expression appeared on his face.
“Are you having nightmares again?” He asked, his brown eyes set on (Y/N)’s. “And remember that I can tell when you’re lying.” He added seriously.
“Fine.” (Y/N) rolled her eyes as she came down of the kitchen counter to check on the pancakes. “Yes, I’m having nightmares again. That’s why I’m really determined to keep my eyes open tonight.”
Stiles went to stand next to her. His eyes never leaving her. He was still frowning.
“(Y/N). You know you’re gonna have to sleep eventually.” Stiles told his best friend. He remembered when (Y/N) had to check herself in the hospital last year for sleep deprivation.
“Stiles, I’m fine, really.” (Y/N) replied.
Stiles didn’t look convinced but he didn’t want to make his best friend angry, so he changed the subject.
“Where is your dad?” Stiles asked while helping (Y/N) put the finished pancakes into a plate.
“He is working late tonight.” (Y/N) said. “He’s been taking a lot of night shifts at the hospital lately.” She added.
(Y/N)’s father was a surgeon at Beacon Hills Memorial, where Scott’s mother worked as a nurse. Stiles knew that (Y/N)’s father was less and less present at home lately, and he hated the fact that his best friend was alone most nights, especially if she started having nightmares again. That’s why he was always willing to come over when she asked him to, even if it was in the middle of the night.

“Hey! That’s not fair! You’re always the one who chooses the movie!” (Y/N) complained while Stiles was sat on the floor next to a pile of DVDs.
“That’s because you have awful tastes when it comes to movies.” Stiles retorted.
“That’s not true! We like the same stuff!” (Y/N) replied as she let her body fell onto her bed.
“Then shut up and let me choose.” Stiles laughed.
“Fine.” (Y/N) rolled her eyes and took a bite of a fresh-cooked pancake.
“And don’t eat all the pancakes.” Stiles declared and threw a pillow at (Y/N).
“Hey!”
“Okay, found one!” Stiles ignored (Y/N)’s complaints about receiving a pillow in the face and inserted the DVD he picked into the DVD player. Then he went to sit on the bed next to his best friend, grabbing a pancake as he did so.
(Y/N), who made herself another cup of coffee, went to drink it when Stiles got a hold of the mug and set it on the bedside table next to him.
“Seriously? I asked you if you wanted a cup and you said no.” (Y/N) declared.
“I don’t want coffee and you should stop drinking so much of it at three in the morning.” Stiles stated, looking at the TV.
“Please stop acting like that.” There was a hint of anger in the girl’s voice which made Stiles’s eyes set on her.
“Like what?” He frowned.
“Like I might die any second.”
“I’m just worried about you. What’s wrong with that?” Stiles said defensively.
“What’s wrong is that I asked you to come over to make me feel better, not worse. I won’t sleep, okay? I won’t let the nightmares ruin my life again. You don’t know how horrible it is to see the people you love die in front of you everytime you close your eyes. It’s messing with my head!” (Y/N)’s eyes filled with tears. “I’m so familiar with those nightmares by now that it feels like reality. And I hate feeling like this.”
(Y/N) expected Stiles to yell at her, to tell her that she was being ridiculous because she knew she was. She knew she had to put herself together and stop being so afraid of falling asleep. But instead, Stiles pulled her against his chest and closed his arms around her small body. She didn’t cry, she just closed her eyes and appreciated how safe she felt in Stiles’s arms.
“I’m sorry.” She declared.
“Don’t be.” Stiles said as he stroked her hair. “I’m here for you. Always.” He let go of her and looked at her. She looked very tired and he wished he could do something to help her feel better. “If there is anything I can do to help-”
“Stay.” She cut him off. “Can you stay the night, please?”
“Sure. I’m not going anywhere.” Stiles declared and he kissed her forehead.

“This movie sucked.” (Y/N) confessed while watching the closing credits of the movie Stiles had chose to watch an hour earlier.
“Do you ever stop complaining?” He rolled his eyes. “It wasn’t so terrible.” He shrugged.
“Right. As if I couldn’t tell that you didn’t like it either.” (Y/N) laughed.
“Fine. It wasn’t as good as I remembered it.” Stiles confessed. “But still, I’ve seen worse.” He added, yarning.
(Y/N) rolled her eyes and tried to suppress a smile. She got up and picked up the empty plate and her now cold cup of coffee and put it on her desk, too lazy to go down to the kitchen.
“You can sleep in my bed, I don’t mind.” (Y/N) stated when she saw Stiles got up from the bed.
“Are you sure?” Stiles frowned.
(Y/N) turned around to face her best friend, she raised an eyebrow.
“Stiles, we’ve slept in the same bed before.”
“We were ten.” Stiles added.
“Well, I mean, if you’re uncomfortable with it, I can still-”
“No.” Stiles interrupted. “I mean, are you comfortable with it?” He asked, nervously.
“Of course, I am. I wouldn’t have asked if I wasn’t.” (Y/N) laughed a little. Stiles nodded.

(Y/N) was already wearing her night clothes – a short and oversized t-shirt which originally belonged to her father. Stiles was wearing his tracksuit and a black t-shirt but didn’t seem to mind sleeping fully dressed. He crawled under the warm blanket and made himself comfortable. (Y/N) was still standing by her desk, reluctant to go to sleep even if Stiles’s presence made her feel safer. But she knew that even her best friend was unlikely to protect her from her own dreams. She looked at the clock, it was now half past four in the morning and she knew that she had ran out of options or excuses to stay awake.
“It’s okay, (Y/N).” Stiles said while he watched his best friend staying still on the other side of the room.
(Y/N) sighed and laid down on the other side of the bed. She was staring at the ceiling while Stiles was staring at her.
“We can keep talking if it makes you feel better.” Stiles said.
“No, it’s okay. I don’t want to keep you awake, you must be exhausted. It was already selfish of me to ask you to come over again so late at night. I’ll just let you sleep now.” (Y/N) declared as she nervously played with her fingers.
“Okay, so, what do you want to talk about?” Stiles asked.
“Stiles-”
“I will not go to sleep until you do.” The boy said, serious.
“Are you blackmailing me?”
“No, I’m being here for you.” Stiles corrected.
(Y/N)’s eyes moved from the ceiling to her best friend. The lamps on her bedside tables were still lit and Stiles saw his friend frowning.
“What did I do to deserve you?” She asked, honestly wondering how Stiles never got tired of her after all these years.
“You hung out with me in kindergarten when everyone but Scott thought I was a weirdo.” Stiles said with a smile.
“You are a weirdo.” (Y/N) laughed.
“So are you. That’s why we get along so well.” He replied.

(Y/N) looked at him for a second. Then, she moved closer to him and rested her head on his chest as he closed his arms around her body once more. He was surprised when he found her hugging him again and he realised how much she needed it – because she never was a big hugger.
“Promise me you’ll never leave me. I don’t know what I would do without you, Stiles.” (Y/N) murmured.
“I promise. Besides, I need you more than you need me.” The teenage boy said as his grip tighten around (Y/N)’s small body.
“Yeah, I doubt that.” (Y/N) chuckled.
“Shut up.” Stiles said sarcastically.
They both laughed. (Y/N) started to feel her eyelids become heavy. Her eyes had been burning with fatigue all night and she wanted to let herself drift to sleep without thinking about what horrible things she would see once asleep. The last thing she felt was Stiles’s lips on her head and the last thing she heard was her best friend telling her that he loved her. She wanted to say it back but no word left her lips as she felt the darkness surround her and her demons take control of her thoughts.

She had fallen asleep, and once again, she wished she hadn’t.

Striptease

Summary: Sent on a mission with Bucky, you’re a stripper, and he’s your client. What will come of this?

Warnings: Language, mentions of nudity.

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Originally posted by gliceria

Undercover missions with Bucky usually go over without a hitch, but those missions don’t usually involve being a fake stripper, and Bucky being your newest ‘client’. It also doesn’t help that I want this man to fuck my brains out.

So, you could say I’m a little nervous.

“Alright, (Y/N) and Bucky, you get the gist of the mission right?” Bucky nods at his best friend, Steve.

“Yeah punk. Get in, find the sex slaves, free them, and capture the sex trade bosses.” Bucky leans back in his chair.

“And make sure (Y/N) doesn’t get captured or worse.” Steve almost has to remind him that I’m going with him.

“Yeah, I know. I won’t let anything happen to her.” I know I probably didn’t need to blush, I just can’t help it. He seems to notice it, and throws a wink at me.

I look down towards my hands in my lap, like they’re the most interesting things I’ve ever seen. I hear a soft smack, then a grunt and it peaks my curiosity enough to make me look up. Bucky is rubbing the back of his head, and Steve is giving him that ‘disappointed dad’ look. I can’t help the laugh that escapes my lips. They both look back up to me, a soft smile on both their lips.

Steve comes over to me, wrapping his arm around my shoulder.

“Be careful out there, (Y/N).” What did we ever do to deserve Steven Grant Rogers?

“I will, Steve don’t worry about me. Besides, I got Buckaroo over here to keep me safe, right Buck?” He rolls his eyes, he hates the new nickname I’ve given him.

“Not if you keep calling me that.” I laugh again, standing out of my chair.

“I’m going to go finish packing, I’ll meet you at the quinjet in 1 hour Bucky.” He just nods.

-

In my bedroom, 30 minutes later, and still don’t have any idea what I should wear. Nat took me out lingerie shopping last week in preparation for this mission, and I still don’t know what the hell to wear. I don’t need all 30 suits, but I can’t pick just one, they’re all so cute. Pulled out of my train of thought to the sound of someone banging on my door, I walk up to it.

“Coming!” I yell, jogging up to the door. Opening it, I’m met with Bucky. Figures. He’s in black jeans, and a white button up shirt with the top few buttons undone. He looks fantastic. Don’t be fooled though, he’s still packin’ under those clothes.

“Hour’s almost up, doll. Havin’ troubles?” He walks past me, into my room. I don’t mind though, after all, he’s about to see more intimate parts of me than really anyone ever has. Might as well get used to it.

“I guess you could say that, I don’t know which ones to pick.” He chuckles, and looks over the selection of lingerie I have laid out on the bed. He picks up a hot pink little number, and lets out a low whistle.

“Damn, lingerie sure has changed since I can remember them.” I laugh.

“I’m sure you saw a lot of lingerie , Mr. Barnes.” He turns to look at me, raising an eyebrow.

“Was that sarcasm, doll?” He walks up to me, almost predatory. I gulp, shaking my head.

“N-No, I was just kidding.” He laughs, his head rolling back.

“Oh, (Y/N) You’re so easy to scare.” He pats the back of my head, before grabbing several different sets of lingerie and throws them in my over night bag.

“W-Wait, I still don’t know which ones I wa-”

“You’ll look great in any of them, doll. Don’t worry.” Blushing, I follow him outside to the jet. Cap sends us off, and it’s just us once again.

“Aren’t you nervous, Buck?” I find myself pacing back and forth. He turns to look at me from the wheel.

“No.” I don’t know if that simple response was supposed to make me feel better, but it doesn’t.

“What if something happens, Bucky? I could be raped, beaten or killed, or all three.” He sets the jet on autopilot and walks over to me, cradling my face in his hands.

“I won’t let anything happen to you. As long as I’m alive, I will protect you.” My face heats up, but a smile comes to my face nonetheless. THAT answer makes me feel better.

“Now go change, put the pink one on, I liked that one the best.” I nod, turning my back to him, but feeling his eyes on me. I just peek at him over my shoulder.

“Sorry, I won’t look.” He goes back to the wheel, leaving me to change in peace.

No turning back now, but with Bucky by my side, I know everything will be alright.

-

We’re a few hours into our mission, and I’ve already seen the poor slaves they keep hostage. Bucky is out in the audience, and we’ve discovered he’s quite popular with the ladies. I should have known he would be, have you seen him? He tries to keep focused on me, all while keeping the girls occupied, don’t want to seem too interested in me.

One of the hosts goes up to Bucky, and I find my breath hitching in my throat.

‘Have we been caught?’ Bucky whispers something to the host, and points at me. As I’m up on the stage, dancing in nothing but a tiny bra and a g-string, the host calls me down off the stage.

“Oy! Candy! Come down here baby, we have a guest who would like your services.” Cany is the name they gave me, and I can’t wait to be rid of it, I don’t like feeling like nothing but a piece of meat for hungry, desperately horny men. I’m an Avenger for God’s sake, I shouldn’t be stripping.

Swaying my hips off the stage, I walk towards Bucky, who has taken the temporary alias Christian McNealy.

“Candy, baby. This is Mr. McNealy. He has requested the full servise, you know the drill.” I nod, leaning on the wall and smiling at Bucky.

“I know what to do, boss. I’ll take real good care of him…” Walking over to Bucky, and straddling his waist. He smirks and puts his arms around my waist. Boss is still standing there, making sure his customer is happy, so we have to play this to full expectancy.

Bucky smiles, “You gonna take off this pretty little number, sweetheart?” He throws in a brooklyn accent with his acting, although I bet some of it really isn’t acting, as he IS technically from Brooklyn.

“Mmmm, I’ll do whatever you want me to do, baby.” Reaching behind my back and unsnapping the puny bra, I throw it over my head. My large breasts finally springing free. I am so humiliated, embarrassed and I feel like crying. I never wanted Bucky to see me like this, not like this. Especially with some pervert watching. I can’t let that show though, I would after all rather it be Buck than some other guy I don’t know. Buck pulls me towards him, my breasts pressing against his chest, I guess to shield me from this guy’s wandering eyes. He presses his mouth against mine, our first actual kiss together.

He runs his hands up my back, and kissing me deeper.

“Alright, kids. You two enjoy each other now. You have an hour and a half, Mr. McNealy.” Buck grunts in acknowledgement. After he leaves, and with the press of a button, any cameras that could be watching are disabled, he helps me off his waist, handing me my catsuit he kept tucked in his shirt somewhere. It can be hidden pretty well. Already clad in what I wear in under my catsuit, I throw it on, Bucky handing me a gun and a knife.

“You ready to finish this, doll?” I nod, and we proceed to put an end to this nasty man’s fantasy life.

-

Mission success, as we figured it would be.  The man was honestly so stupid he didn’t see it coming at all.

Steve clears us, and we make our way to our rooms…way too soon if you ask me. I feel like there’s an elephant in the room and I want to address it.

Bucky and I share a floor with Steve and Sam, so at least we’re going to the same place. Once we’re in the elevator, I turn to Bucky.

“Look, Buck I-” I’m cut off when Bucky slams the button that stops the elevator and he pushes me back against the wall, lifting me and kissing me hard on the mouth, my legs going around his waist.

“Fuck, (Y/N) I’ve been wanting to do that for so long…:” He speaks after he pulls away, licking his lips.

Staring into his eyes, I find myself smiling and wrapping my arms around his neck.

“Oh God I’m so glad I’m not the only one who felt this..” He chuckles, holding me close to his warm body. He presses the button to start the elevator again. Setting me down, he looks into my eyes.

“You’re beautiful, (Y/N).” He leans down to kiss me again, but before our lips touch the elevator door’s open and Sam, Nat, Tony and Clint are standing there, smirking.

“It’s about damn time!” Sam crosses his arms, smiling at us.

“So it took her getting naked for you for you to realize you needed to speak up, huh?” Natasha picks on Bucky and he rolls his eyes.

“Заткнись, Романофф”

(Shut up, Romanoff)

He pushes past everyone.

“Excuse us, we have a lot of time to make up for.”

Leaving to his bedroom, we hear a choir of ‘ew’ and ‘gross’

Okay, so maybe this mission wasn’t so bad after all.

TAGS:  @marvel-fanfiction, @cassandras-musings

Truth or Dare ? Young!Sirius x Reader

Warnings : None

Words : 1770

Request : No, just a thing I thought about and kinda liked?? Hope you enjoy, and if you don’t.. meh, sorreh

Note : There might be some mistakes, tell me if you find some ! + GIF is not mine xx

Originally posted by dearremuslupin


It was nearly 10pm in the Gryffindor common room, the boys, Lily and you were sitting on the floor around the small table near the fireplace. The beautiful red headed girl was sitting on your left and Remus was on your right, facing Sirius and next to him, James. Peter had been really sick lately so he went to bed early, leaving the five of you alone for what was supposed to be a homework session which of course took quickly another turn, much to Remus and Lily’s disappointment. They always held the title of the « nerds » of the group, though they didn’t mind it and couldn’t even try to deny it.


« Let’s play a game ! »


James had said these words with way too much excitement, and the smirk that started to grow on his face was enough for you to know that he had a bad Potter idea, again.

The exaggerated eye-roll Moony gave him after that proved that he thought exactly the same thing, actually only Sirius seemed to be enjoying the idea because he knew that his best friend always had the best plans to have some fun.


« Which game do you wanna play, Prongs ? » asked the dark haired boy sitting next to him.

« Well I was thinking about Truth or dare, I know how much Y/N loves this game. »


He winked at you and you just sent him a death glare that only made him laugh harder. You didn’t like that game, in fact you hated it. The last time you played you had to ask a Slytherin guy out on a date, and he had had the great idea to say yes. It had been the worst date of your life and when you came back to explain it to the boys, they found it really hilarious and teased you for days. Well, all of them except for Sirius who strangely never said a single word about it.


« Do I really have a choice ? »

« Nope Y/N, I’m really scared you don’t.» answered Lily between two giggles, as you just laid your head on Remus’ shoulder as a sign of resignation.


__________


You had been playing for almost an hour, and right now you were watching Remus and Lily coming back from their respective rooms, wearing each other’s clothes. Lily looked more cute than ridiculous, but the black skirt that was barely covering Moony’s thighs made you all cry from laughter -except him, of course-. His cheeks were red and he mumbled something incomprehensible before sitting down next to you again, waiting for the four of you to calm down and get back at the game.


« Well it’s my turn and since you laughed at my face so bad, I’m choosing you my dear Sirius : truth or dare ? »

« You are evil. Truth. »


On the opposite side of the table, Sirius and James were looking at you, both smiling slightly and waiting for the question. Your eyes met Potter’s first and he winked at you in a childish way, before meeting Sirius’ gaze. Merlin, those eyes made you weak. To say you liked him was an understatement, you always had, since day one. Well how could you not ? He was charming, nice, funny but yet, you never had the courage to tell him about how you felt. He was so popular with the girls of the school and even though he only talked about it with his « mates », you knew he had a lot of hook ups and assumed he just wasn’t into stable relationships. You got back to reality when Remus cleared his throat, before he spoke again.


« Are you in love ? »

The question was simple, but everybody in the room froze, staring at Sirius. If his eyes had been knives, Remus would have died ten times already. Lily gently hit Lupin’s shoulder, saying something about how it wasn’t nice to ask such personal things. You took a sip of your tea, acting as if everything was normal but deep inside you, you could feel your heart beating fast and you weren’t even sure you wanted to hear his answer. Your Y/E/C eyes met his again, before he looked back at Remus and answered with the most calm and clear voice you had ever heard.


« No, I’m not. »


You instantly felt dumb about thinking he could have given the opposite answer, and finished your tea, avoiding him for the rest of the night.


__________


It had been five days since you played the childish game, and five days since you last spoke to Sirius. You were avoiding him and everyone could tell that, but only Lily knew why. She always knew about your feelings towards him and she tried to talk about it with you but you didn’t want to. Right now, you just needed to move on and concentrate about the essay you were working on. The library was almost empty and you were alone, now that your best friend had left you to go to one of her classes. You jumped when a hand found your shoulder, turning around quickly to meet a certain dark haired boy you knew too well. But for once, he didn’t smile at you nor did he seem happy at all.


« For Gordic’s sake Sirius, I nearly had a heart attack. »


Completely ignoring what you just said, he took a sit next to you, frowning and letting a loud sigh escape from his lips.


« What did I do to you ? » He didn’t let a single sound escape from your mouth and continued. « You haven’t even looked at me for days, don’t tell me you just need some time alone or one of those silly excuses, because you’ve been acting normally with everyone. Everyone except me. »


He spoke louder with every word, clearly mad at you and not giving a damn about the fact that you were in a place supposed to be quiet. You sighed, looking at him right in the eyes, something you didn’t think you were capable of right now.


« I didn’t think you would notice it, why does it matter to you? »


He gave you a confused look, while you were just praying that somehow he would just shrug his shoulders and leave, but you knew him well and Sirius was not gonna leave until he had a clear answer to his questions.


« Maybe because you’re my friend, maybe that’s why I fucking care about it ! »


This time he was shouting, half angry, half frustrated. You let out an ironic laugh, closing your book quickly before standing up, knowking that if he kept on yelling you would get just as angry as him and you didn’t want to fight. Not with him, not now, not here.


« Yes, I’m your friend. But you’re not mine. »


He stood up with a speed you didn’t think was possible, and your heart broke when you saw the deeply hurt expression on his face. His dark eyes were staring right into yours, and you could feel his body tense in front of you.


« If I’m not your friend, then tell me, what am I ? »


You opened your mouth several times, but words didn’t come out. You knew you couldn’t escape, you knew you had to tell him, here and now. You took a deep breath, staring at the ground because you didn’t have the courage to look at him.


« I can’t believe you never saw it. Maybe you didn’t want to after all but here we go. I like you Sirius. More than a friend does, more than Remus likes James. I always did and now I feel so stupid for thinking even for a second that you could feel the same. I feel stupid for thinking you, Sirius Black the great women magnet, could feel anything at all. »


In a strange way you felt released, but now all you wanted to do was get out of this place and that’s why you didn’t let him a chance to say anything and started to walk towards the great Hall as fast as you could. Before you could reach the exit, a large hand grabbed your foreharm and made you turn around, bumping in the tall chest of the boy you left just seconds ago. He didn’t let go of your arm, holding it even more strongly while you slowly looked up at him. There was a look on his eyes that you had never seen before, and you couldn’t tell if it was grief or anger.


« That’s the way you see me ? Like I’m some kind of monster that can’t feel a damn thing? Well I’m sorry to tell you that you’re wrong Y/N, just plainly wrong. I knew I shouldn’t have lied the other night during that stupid game, but I thought you knew me enough to know I was lying. I do feel things, and yes, I’m.. » He looked down for a second, closing his eyes while inhaling, before staring right back at you again « … I’m fucking in love with you. »


His words were rough, and his lips even more. He crashed them on yours as soon as he finished speaking, cupping your face between his hands. The book you still held fell to the ground and it took you a few seconds to realise what whas happening. You moved your hands to his hair, pulling him closer, as you felt him smile through the kiss, moving his lips against yours while gently brushing your cheek with his thumb. You slowly broke your embrace, your foreheads still touching and couldn’t help but smile, giving him a peck on the lips.


« I feel like an idiot. »

He chuckled, wrapping his arms around you before whispering in your ear.

« Well now you’re my idiot. »


__________


Hidden behind a book shelf, a brown haired boy smiled childishly to his lover, holding his hand out to her.

« Sorry Lils, but it looks like you owe me ten galleons. »

He Kicks You Out Of His Car pt II

i luv u guys sm this was so highly requested

Two hours have passed since Harry had kicked you out of his car.

The Grammy’s were well on their way now, and although your phone was on low battery mode, you kept checking it for a text from Harry. Or even from one of the boys, thinking that they wouldn’t let him treat you this way.

But nothing.

You walk barefoot, carrying your shoes and broken jewelry in your hands, giving no fucks about the muddy puddles and the dark sky quickly covering the sun. In fact, you’re so pissed off at Harry that it doesn’t occur to you that it might be dangerous wandering alone and looking extremely vulnerable in the boroughs of a foreign city until your phone rings.

You answer it without checking caller ID because it must be Harry–I mean, who else would be calling this hour?–and as soon as you pick up, it’s for sure his voice. He’s yelling, “WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU?”

Despite his tone, you laugh, “Oh so now you care? It’s been two fucking hours, Styles! At least pretend to–”

“I know I screwed up,” Harry’s voice lowers, and he sounds frustrated. I can hear him honking his car. “I…I reached the venue and I was standing on the red carpet and then I…I just ran off it. And I went back and tried to find you but when I couldn’t–”

You roll your eyes. “It never occurred to you to call me? If you’re gonna come up with an excuse, at least make it a believable one!” Your knees start to wobble and even though you haven’t downed any drinks that night, you feel dizzy. 

Suddenly, you are aware of footsteps behind you. 

“I did!” Harry screams into your ear. “Don’t you remember you dropped your phone last week and it’s been having trouble receiving calls? Well–”

Your voice is deadly soft. “Harry,” you whisper, picking up your pace ever so slightly. “Harry, I think there’s somebody following me.”

Your boyfriend is silent for a second, and then he asks, “Where are you? Are you certain he’s following you?”

“I don’t know,” you confess. “I’m not even sure it’s a guy….I’m too scared to turn around…” you pause to listen, and sure enough, the footsteps are still echoing behind you. This time they’re closer. You choke back a sob. “Harry, what do I do?”

Where are you?” He repeats, and you look up and read off the nearest street sign you can find. You can hear his tires screeching as he makes a U-turn. Possibly an illegal one. “Okay kitten, this is what you’re gonna do. You’re not going to hang up the phone, okay?”

“Okay,” I say, as a tear runs down my cheek.

“And you’re going to have to remember some moves for me, okay?”

I furrow my eyebrows, “What do you mean?”

“Didn’t you once tell me that you took a self defence class?”

I hiss-yell, “That was all the way back in high school!” 

“So? You have to tell me you remember something. Please tell me you remember where to kick.”

Scrunching up my nose, I tell him, “Well, there was one move called Get Off The Path. Where if someone’s following you and they’re walking fast, instead of trying to out-walk them, you step aside and let them go first…but that’s kinda stupid if they’re trying to get to me.”

“Try that for me, love.”

The footsteps are getting louder behind me, and they’re close enough to hear there’s a sort of scraping noise that comes with each step. Is he/she dragging an axe?

“Harry, I’m not doing that,” I cry. “He’s getting closer, what do I do?”

“Get off the path.”

HARRY!” I don’t bother keeping quiet anymore. “WHY ARE YOU SO FUCKING STUPID! I CAN’T AND WON’T DO THAT!” 

And then there’s a tap at my shoulder. 

I spin around before my brain can register what I’m doing and I’m staring right at a man with bright blue eyes. A middle aged man with dirty clothes and a rotten smile. And sure enough, there’s a knife taped to his boot.

“Y/N?” Harry’s whispering into my ear. “What’s happening? Tell me what’s happening.”

“A girl like you shouldn’t be in a place like this,” the man says, and the last thing I hear is Harry’s shaky exhale before my phone cuts off. I lift it up to see the no battery sign. Hands shaking, he continues, “Was that your boyfriend? It sounded like you two were having a disagreement. May I ask why?”

I hesitate. “He kicked me out of his car,” I sigh, confiding in him as if he were my therapist. “So that’s why I’m here right now.”

The man takes a step closer to me, and I flinch visibly. “Well,” he clasps his hands around my wrists. “His loss, my gain, am I right?”

“Please don’t touch me,” I beg, wrenching my hands out of his grasp. “My boyfriend knows where I am,” I tell him, “so you don’t have time to try anything.”

The man frowns, then smiles. “But you two were just having a fight. I don’t think he’s jumping to save you right now. You’ll cum for me before he comes for you.” [a/n wow that word play]

You back away, dropping your high heels on the ground because your life was certainly more important than a pair of stilettos (though, highly debatable). “Please don’t hurt me,” you cry, but he advances on you too quickly. But his hands are on your shoulders for a mili-second before your knee comes up and hits him hard in the groin.

“You bitch!” The man swears and you scream for help, your voice tearing scars into the brick buildings around you. 

“SOMEBODY HELP ME!”

Suddenly, a car appears at the end of the road, tires screeching noisily. You can see Harry’s face through the front window before he comes spiralling down the road. The car barely rolls to a stop before your boyfriend jumps out of the car, takes one look at your crying state and punches the stranger square in the jaw.

“Oh G-God,” you cover your mouth as your eyes widen with fear, watching Harry beat the spirit out of the man. “Harry that’s enough,” you shakily tell him when the man starts coughing up blood. “Enough.”

You don’t know what you expected from him, but certainly not that he’d start crying once you both were safely snug in his car. His knuckles were bleeding, and yet he still looked at you as if you were the most important thing in the whole world. 

“I’m so sorry,” Harry cries. “Please, please forgive me….if he…if that man touched you in any way, I–”

“He didn’t,” you tell a white lie. “I just….are you okay?” Your eyes land on his fist. “That must hurt. Should we switch spots so I can drive you to the E.R.?”

Harry shakes his head, and whispers, “I should’ve never kicked you out of the car…this all would’ve been avoided if I hadn’t.”

You raise your eyebrows, “So why did you?”

“Because I got scared,” he confesses, green eyes turning red around the edges. “I got scared because for the…for the first time in my entire life…you were the only thing that mattered. Just you. I tried so hard to make myself believe that the red carpet, the media, the band….I tried so hard to believe that all of those were my life, and that I could easily give you up for any one of them.

But when I realized that I could lose everything–money, fame, my name–and still be sane because I had you.” His lips are quivering. “So please forgive me. I love you.”

“I love you too,” you sob. “But I’ll love you more if you let me drive you to the hospital.”

“No way,” Harry smiles as he leans in for a kiss. “I’m never letting you out of this car ever again.”

“That would’ve sounded kidnapper-ish if I didn’t know you had a heart of gold.”


ok this turned soppy at the end because i watched Artificial Intelligence again and wrote this while watching it and i cried like 17 times because that movie is so freaking sad but yeah so excuse me 

Rules for Dating Tony (Birthday Party)

Tony woke slowly, alone in his bed, because last night hadn’t been a date night with anyone.
He kind of enjoyed it, the few nights he got to sleep alone, because with everyone home now it didn’t happen very often.
So he took a long minute to stretch and scratch his hair and sprawl his legs out–
–and kicked somebody.

“What the hell?” He sat up and stared sleepily at the curled up form of Natasha, just red hair peeking over a stack of blankets. “Widow, what are you doing in my bed?”

“Like you don’t know Stark.” She mumbled and scooted closer against him.

“And you’re cuddling? You’re not a cuddler. Come on, your date night isn’t until Thursday, everybody else will get mad if we break the rules.”

“I’m not breaking any rules.” She yawned and sat up. “I just wanted to say happy birthday.” She leaned into him for a long, slow kiss, then pulled away to squeeze his hand. “I bought us ice cream but figured you didn’t want that in bed with you. Happy Birthday Tony. I can’t wait for tonight.” Then she climbed out of bed and he had just a split second to admire her legs in those tiny shorts before she slipped out the door.

Maybe it was a little unsettling that she had been able to sneak into his room and lay there for who knows how long with out him knowing just to kiss him good morning, but he grinned anyway because he loved it.

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anonymous asked:

I know it's almost the end of fear friday, but I'm gonna prompt anyways. Also, awesome blog!!! post-CW Tony and Peter are together, and he has joined the Guardians in space. They have become his 2nd family. But he's waiting for them to leave him eventually cause he thought the Avengers were his family and look what happened there.

Thank you so much ! :)

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“Tony i need your help.” says Peter when the monster comes directly towards him.

“Kinda busy myself Starlord.” replies Tony and flies around the monster. It looks like a octopus but its green and really slushy. Tony hates it.

Monster in space are even weirder than on earth.

“Tony for real…” begins Peter but then the monster buries him under one of his…tentacles and Peter is gone. Tony screams at that and the next moment the monster gets him, too.

It takes every one of Tonys weapons to kill it and then Tony sinks to the ground.

“Petey?” he asks worried but there is now answer.

“What the fuck happened?” says Rocket who lands next to him. Tony shrugs. He can’t speak.

“I am Groot.”

“Yeah i know i saw it but i don’t believe it.” says Rocket to Groot and Tony leaves his suit. He runs around, looking for Peter.

“Guys! I got him. He is here.” says Gamora and Tony sees how Drax help her to get the tentacle away from Peter.

Peters eyes are closed and Tonys heart stops. Oh god. This is his fault!

“We need to take him to the ship.” says Gamora and Drax carries Peter. Tony feels numb. He follows them but doesn’t say anything.

“Do you feel his pulse?” asks Drax when Gamora check it and she nods. But she looks still so worried.

Nobody speaks to Tony when they go back to their ship.

Tony knows why. He fucked up. Again.

*

Half an hour later Tony is in his room on the milano and packs his things. He is going to leave. It was his fault and even if Peter is not dead he is only hurt because of him.

Tony wanted to face the monster and shot it down. That why he didn’t help Peter. But thats a ridiculous excuse.

There is a knock on his door and Tony looks up as Yondu comes in.

“Hey son.” he says and then sits down on Tonys bed. Yondu is kinda Peters father and he will definitely beat Tony up for that stunt.

“Hi.” mumbles Tony back. Sometimes (only when he is alone and had a bad nightmare) Tony images that Yondu is like father for him, too. Well technically he is his father-in-law.

He is not sure how old Yondu is exactly but he always treats Tony really well. That is going to change now.

“So you wanna leave?” asks Yondu and points at Tonys suitcase.

Tony nods at that and Yondu sighs.

“Why?” asks Yondu and Tony can’t help but sniff at that. He doesn’t want to cry in front of Yondu.

“Look son. I know you feel bad about what happened to Peter. And believe me when i say that he will be okay. He is sleeping but you can go see him if you want.” says Yondu and Tony looks still at his suitcase.

“I…hurt him.” whispers Tony when the first tear falls on one of his shirts.

“No you didn’t. The monster did.” says Yondu and he sounds really carefully. Its almost strange.

“Why don’t you hate me?” says Tony then and Yondu laughs.

“Because your are my family.” says Yondu and shrugs.

Tony snorts.

“We are all family here. And sometimes bad things happen in a family, but that only makes us stronger you know? I know that Peter can’t talk about his feelings very well. He gets that from me. But i know that he isn’t angry at you. And he wouldn’t want you to leave.” says Yondu and Tony looks at him.

He is still crying and Yondu smiles sadly at him.

“I had a family once.” whispers Tony then. He is not talking about his parents, because that wasn’t a real family.

But the avengers. And he fucked that up. They left because of him.

“They didn’t deserve you. But Peter is much happier with you and i know that you are happy here, too. So don’t run away because of one mistake. God knows how many i made and Peter is still saving my ass on a daily basis.” laughs Yondu and he holds his arms out.

Its rare that Yondu does that. But Tony loves his hugs. He cuddles into him and breathes.

“Thank you.” he says and Yondu just laughs.

“Peter also gave me that for you.” says Yondu and holds up a paper. It just says ‘Yes i still love you, asshole’ with a smiley face. Tony laughs.

When they had their first fight as a couple Tony had said that he would only believe Peter if he wrote his ‘i love you’ down as proof. It was a silly thought but since then Peter does it every time.

“He still loves me.” says Tony and he pets the paper carefully. Then he puts it on his wall. Yondu laughs.

“I can’t believe i’m saying this but we all love you, you damn human idiot.” grins Yondu and Tony sticks his tongue out at him.

“And now get your ass over to Peter!” says Yondu and Tony runs out of his room.

Yondu shakes his head at the boy and starts packing his things back in the cupboard. What a mess.

riverdale, 1x01.

okay, so this is coming from someone who hasn’t read the comics.

  • kj apa is really cute. don’t get me started on cole.
  • archie’s “you’re too good for me, always was, always will be” speech to betty was the shittiest excuse ever. i hated it, i hated archie at that moment. just fucking say you don’t like her like that, that all you feel for her is PLATONIC. don’t say this crap. i hate when writers make characters say stuff like that!
  • i’m over the student/teacher thing. done too many times in too many shows. so i’m not gonna spend 3 hours talking about it.

  • i didn’t expect to love veronica, i thought it actually was going to be the opposite but she’s amazing! I LOVE HER SO MUCH ALREADY!!! Same for betty, she’s too cute. they’re amazing together!
    i love kevin!!! please don’t let anything happen to him! I basically love (almost) every character. like this is so weird, i usually don’t. 
  • more kevin/moose, i want to see where it goes.
  • when i watched the episode the first time i got CHILLS when veronica was defending betty, CHILLS!!!! i love her so much and i loved how she “destroyed” cheryl.
  • cheryl def killed her twin.
  • betty dancing in her room was one of my fav moments. she’s seriously so cute.
  • for next week’s episode, please more jughead! I NEED MORE JUGHEAD
  • also, i love cole’s voice. i don’t know why, i just do. i’m glad he’s narrating the story (so far, dunno if he’ll continue).
  • jugheag doing whatever the fuck he wants is my aesthetic.
  • high-key shipping betty/veronica more than archie and either of them. BUT if i had to choose, betty. and maybe veronica/jughead? IDK. he’s supposed to be asexual in the comics so i really hope they’re gonna keep his sexuality the same. first because if i was a archie comic’s reader i would be pissed if they didn’t so, yeah. AND because it’s a great opportunity for asexuality to be represented. and it’s important for asexuality to be represented on tv. but, either way (platonic/non-platonic), i feel like jughead and veronica would have such interesting interactions. i don’t know why but i feel it.
    and if he is ace i guess i just want her to be cool about it, to not shame him and everything. BUT I’M GETTING WAY AHEAD OF MYSELF RN. they haven’t even met!

  • the betty/veronica kiss. aksdlhsjhskh trying not to get too excited about it because it probably won’t lead anywhere.
  • i’m so HAPPY archie didn’t kiss betty at the dance when the teacher was looking, i feared he was going to but you can’t imagine HOW happy and relieved i am the writers didn’t go that way. that would have been such a douchy move and archie is a good guy in the comics, right?! so it would have been OOC for him to do that, i guess. AND it seems like he really values his relationship with betty so it makes sense he didn’t.

  • also jughead/archie. i want to know what archie did to fuck up their relationship so badly. i kinda want to see angst? i don’t know. i also kind of like the idea of something more than friendship between them (their scene made me feel that there was more/could be more between them?) but since judhead is supposed to be asexual in the comics… idk. argh THE STRUGGLE
  •  the actress who plays betty; the way she acts reminds me of someone but i can’t figure out who exactly and it is bugging me ever since i noticed it. maybe a bit like shantel vansanten but mixed with someone else? idk. OMG I THINK I JUST REALISED WHO: BRITTANY SNOW IN JOHN TUCKER MUST DIE!!!!! 
  • betty crying :( :( :( (outside her house)

  • yo, why did they replace jughead’s crown with a beanie?! i mean, i love beanies and cole looks good in one BUT IMAGINE HIM WALKING AROUND WITH A FUCKING CROWN ON HIS HEAD!!!!!! i think i would have died. 
    but the end of his beanie is “cut off”/shaped like a fucking crown AND SOMEHOW IT IS EVERYTHING!!
  • kj’s accent was really good, no?!
  • i need to read the comics even though the show is/will be different.

  • I REALLY LIKED THE PILOT!!!!!
Say You Won't Let Go || Bucky Barnes x Reader [[songfic]]

{summary: meeting you was like falling in love for the first time.}

here’s the songfic for bucky i’ve been dying to write ;w; i swear, ‘say you won’t let go’ fits him SO WELL (at least in my opinion it does)

warnings: none, except for extreme fluff ;w;

permanent tags: @psychicwitchphilosopher , @pharaohkiller

**don’t repost/plagiarize this story. reblogs are fine**

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{i met you in the dark/ you lit me up/ you made me feel as though i was enough/ we danced the night away/ we drank too much/ i held your hair back when/ you were throwing up}

He noticed her lonely form one late evening at the bar.

When his dreams and memories melded together, making a collage of nightmares that haunted him, Bucky knew that tonight was going to be yet another sleepless one. Without even thinking of the consequences (because really, who would even think to mess with a grown man sporting a metal arm?) Bucky slides a pair of worn jeans over his legs and dons a simple black shirt to cover his once half naked body, ready to head out in the dead of night.

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