floor cake

I wish tumblr would let us file our likes instead of one long never-ending random list of random likes. Example: these are the likes I’ll show my boyfriend, these are the likes I’ll watch later, these likes are cupcake recipes, these are cute puppy videos, ect… Why isn’t this a thing?

anonymous asked:

Mush-y request~ Can I ask your headcanons on MC and RFA + V + Saeran 's first slow dance, during the party? ^^

This one was so sweet!


  • After the bustle of the press conference, you two were swept up into the heat of the party
  • You were constantly crowded by guests, and he was constantly being asked questions
  • You barely got to actually enjoy much of the dancing
  • So, Zen waited until most people had left to have his special moment with you
  • He requested a slow song from the DJ
  • You gently gasp when you hear it
  • “Zen, this is my favorite song!”
  • “I know,” he says with a smile. “That’s why I chose it.”
  • He extends a hand to you and you take it
  • He places on hand at your waist while he holds the other and leads you across the dance floor
  • Those who are still present are so mesmerized by you two, that they let you have the floor to yourselves
  • He presses his cheek to yours and whispers in your ear
  • You shudder, not just because it tickles your ear, but he says such sweet things to you as he continues to swirl you across the floor
  • When the dance is over, you stop moving but you both can’t tear your ears from each other
  • Finally, he just presses a kiss to your forehead and leads you off the floor, still holding tightly to your hand


  • His eye was in bad shape, and nobody in the RFA wanted it to get worse
  • As a result, he was banned from dancing to any upbeat songs to avoid an accident
  • He was a little upset because he wanted to dance with you
  • You noticed, and you also wanted a dance with him, so you requested a slow song so there wasn’t much chaos on the dance floor
  • Before you can even say anything about it, Yoosung grabs your hand and pulls you onto the dance floor
  • He slips his arms around you and his hands rest at the small of your back
  • Your hands slip around his neck, but you’re very careful because of his injury
  • He’s a little off beat as he starts swaying to the music, but it only makes you chuckle
  • You start to see him swerving one direction to the other
  • After a few of these incidents, you know it has nothing to do with his sense of rhythm
  • He has to admit he’s getting a little dizzy at this point because of his eye and all the movement
  • You lead him out into the lobby where fresh air is coming through a balcony
  • You feel bad that it couldn’t be everything he had hoped for
  • But he just holds your hand as you two look over the balcony
  • “It’s okay. This song will still be part of our story.”
  • Even though you can’t dance, you two sway your hands to the music and talk
  • In the middle, Yoosung gathers his courage to steal another tender kiss


  • So, you didn’t actually get to do any dancing during the party
  • You were busy with guests
  • Jaehee was also busy with guests
  • After she proposed that you join as her partner for the cafe, you two barely talked
  • However, Zen proposed there be a small after party for just the RFA members just to cool off and have fun
  • You and Jaehee got dragged into playing a ridiculous board game where you had to follow whatever the card said to get a point
  • Your card happened to be slow dance with the person on your left…which was Jaehee
  • She was hesitant, but you pulled her out into the middle of the room
  • It was honestly like an awkward high school dance
  • She was so stiff and just stepping back and forth
  • Someone in the circle starts playing cheesy slow music on their phone to “help” 
  • You finally manage to get Jaehee to loosen up a bit and just have some fun
  • She was doubling over in laughter by the time your turn was up and you both sat down
  • It was all in all very sweet


  • It was in the middle of the party and everything that happened with Sarah and Glam Choi was starting to settle down
  • You two found refuge somewhere in the corner where you could just talk and observe
  • The music started shifting from upbeat to slow
  • You jumped a little when you heard the song, and Jumin noticed
  • “I really like this song,” you explained sheepishly.
  • “Hmm…it’s a good song for dancing,” he says softly before extending his hand towards yours
  • Feeling a bit intimidated, you stop at the edge and admit you can’t really dance
  • He coaxes you out onto the dance floor and says he’ll take care of it
  • He leads you very well, having had dance classes when he was young
  • But mostly it’s because you’re not doing much thinking with him being so close
  • He has a soft smile as he gazes down at you for most of the dance
  • As the song nears the end, he spins you around so your back is towards him and he can whisper in your ear
  • After a few sweet words, he just tells you to follow him
  • He takes you outside of the large hall into a more secluded area
  • You are just about to ask why he brought you here when he gently tucks your hair behind your ear and kisses you abruptly
  • Unlike the first time he kissed you, this one was slow and gentle…just like your first dance 


  • Neither of you attended the first party you planned, so this one was pretty special
  • He saw you talking to guest after guest, and then running around doing other things
  • He blocks your way before you could go do something else
  • “Hey, you need a break. Let another member handle this, and we can dance or something.”
  • You point out that there’s no music anyway
  • He drags you out onto the middle of the dance floor and smirks
  • He snaps his fingers and the lights dim and slow music starts to play
  • After you catch your breath, you’re aware of him pulling you closer, resting one hand on your waist and holding your hand with the other
  • You’re vaguely aware of other couples joining you two on the dance floor, but for the most part, you’re just enjoying the moment with him
  • He’s a little nervous of losing the beat, so he’s counting under his breath at times
  • After the song is over, a more upbeat one starts playing
  • You think he’s going to want to stay for that one, but instead he gently leads you by the hand off of the dance floor…to the cake?
  • You don’t mind as you both dig into the last piece there
  • He smears a little icing on your cheek near your mouth
  • Before you can retaliate, he leans over and kisses it off what a sneak


  • It was his first party with the RFA, and for the most part he was sticking to the corners
  • You could tell he was not enjoying himself, as talking to people wasn’t his favorite thing
  • When the music starts, you find the perfect opportunity
  • You go up to him and ask if he would like to dance
  • You gently accept the decline, since you understand
  • Another RFA member asks you to dance a little later, and you accept
  • Saeran is watching you from the distance, and he starts to feel bad that he let you down
  • Feeling a bit jittery, he cuts in and asks if he could dance with you now
  • At first, he’s barely pressing his fingertips against your waist as you start to dance
  • But slowly, he eases into it and gradually pulls you closer
  • As soon as the dance is over though, he’s fleeing to the corner again
  • You go up to him and gently kiss his cheek, thanking him for the dance
  • He’s blushing, but he smiles at you softly 


  • When the music starts, V seeks you out
  • He asks for a dance, since he thinks it’s a tradition for the party coordinator and RFA leader to dance
  • You gratefully accept, feeling a bit overwhelmed with everything going on
  • His presence is very soothing, and when he starts to talk to you, you just feel so calm
  • Time passes slowly in a good way as he leads you in the dance
  • You feel the weight of the party and the past few days hitting you
  • You get a little tired and you rest your head against his chest as you continue to dance
  • You can hear his heartbeat quicken, but you don’t say anything
  • You smile and hug him tighter

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love and gelato

Victor’s life consists of three things: taking classes at the local university, figure skating on the weekends, and working at a florist shop downtown. After years upon years of monotony, he’s convinced that nothing can take him by surprise anymore. However, when a new employee begins working at Celestino’s, a gelato shop across the road, Victor’s immediately intrigued. Something about watching “gelato boy” work, or laugh, or dance when he thinks no one is watching ignites emotions within Victor that he thought long buried, and soon enough he finds himself longing to meet the boy behind the counter.

In order to fulfill his wish, Victor begins leaving flowers with flirty notes attached to them outside Celestino’s, knowing gelato boy will find them the next morning. It becomes a routine, another expected part of his day, but what happens when notes written on cups begin appearing in return?

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Victor’s never been in love.

Sure, he’s had flings over the years, short, temperate relationships that fizzled out before they really began, but he’s never felt anything close to what all those sappy, romantic songs talk about. No butterflies in the pit of his stomach, no talking on the phone into the early hours of the morning, no pining for someone he can’t have. He can count on one hand the amount of times he’s been on a second date, and he’s never been on a third.

Ultimately, Victor’s decided that people are simply boring, and that’s the last thing he needs when his life is already an ocean of monotony. Every day is the same, a cycle of going to class, working at Yakov’s Flower Emporium, and skating whenever he’s able. He can wake up in the morning and know exactly what he’s going to do and who he’s going to see. Nothing’s exciting anymore and hasn’t been for a long time. The last thing he needs is a bland romantic life to match, and after years of messy one night stands and unfulfilling coffee dates, Victor’s resigned himself to the fact that for now, at least, he’s better off alone.

But then gelato boy comes along and Victor suddenly finds himself questioning everything.

It was three months ago when Victor saw gelato boy for the first time. He’s fixing the arrangements for the flower shop’s front counter display when he glances up and sees a guy who takes his breath away. The boy is casually standing in Celestino’s, the gelato shop that popped up about a year ago, looking out of place behind the counter. His black hair is unruly, swooping across his forehead and falling in front of a pair of half-rimmed, blue glasses. His hip is cocked out to the side and he’s wringing his hands together, only stopping when Celestino appears from the back room and hands him one of the shop’s obnoxious, lime green aprons to wear. The boy takes it with a devastatingly beautiful smile then loops it over his head, laughing when it catches on his ear.

Adorable, Victor thinks.

He ends up discreetly watching the boy for the rest of his shift. When Yakov asks for a volunteer to water the window boxes, Victor raises his hand before anyone else can get a word in edgewise, because he knows he can sneak glances at the boy while he does it. When he is assigned desk duty, Victor finds himself more entertained by the boy taking notes on gelato flavors than doing his own work. And when he is closing up for the day, Victor nearly burns down the building when he knocks a candle over and sets a pile of business cards on fire, too distracted by the boy swaying his hips to a song Victor can’t hear.

Needless to say, Victor is one-hundred percent smitten, and the following weeks are filled with his pathetic, lovelorn pining. It seems like nobody can escape his bemoaning over “gelato boy,” as they’ve all come to refer to Celestino’s mystery worker. If Victor isn’t talking about gelato boy, then he’s doodling pictures of him on discarded receipts. If he’s not doodling, then he’s making heart eyes at him through the window. And if he’s not making heart eyes, then he’s finding any excuse to work by front desk where he can have clear view of Celestino’s.

It’s ridiculous, enough that his coworkers intervene.

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King Of Broken Hearts

Request: “hello! i’ve just read ‘guilt’ and it was so good omg i’m such a slut for angst so can i please have a woozi angst? thank you!! (-:” -Anon

Royal!Woozi AU

Genre: Angst

Pairing: Woozi (Jihoon) x Reader

Word Count: 2228

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ok but imagine the kids finding out it’s robbie’s birthday. they want to throw him a party but they know from ziggy’s birthday he isn’t very comfortable at parties. instead they decide they should do something robbie loves, like watching movies! so they all go to his lair dressed in their coziest pjs and armed with popcorn and birthday cake. Robbie is flattered but of course he tries (and fails) to play it cool, but when the kids give him his very own purple onesie, he lets slip a smile and thanks them. “Aw, Robbie Rotten,” beam the kids, not used to seeing the villain’s softer side. They watch movies all day. They laugh, they cry and jump at the scary bits and when all the kids had gone home Robbie settles in his chair to sleep only left with a floor full of cake crumbs and a warm fuzzy feeling in his chest.

#202 - For anonymous

Filling the prompt “one where the girl works in a cafe and Van comes in and she’s like woahhhhh he’s cute and then he starts coming in like every day while he’s off tour and she starts knowing his regular order and like they have small talk and stuff? So like it gets to the point where she’s like oh how’s Larry?? And stuff but she’s never met him and she knows lots about Van’s life despite not really being an active part of it? Then one day van properly asks her to hang out?”

Note: I’ve taken some creative liberties and changed some of the prompt, but I hope you love it regardless!

The smell of freshly roasted coffee beans was surely the best thing about working in the cafe. You liked writing on the blackboard out front too; hours were spent online searching for the best and most relevant puns. Also good were your coworkers, the free cookies, and the doggos that you’d bring bowls of water to as they waited outside for their owners to return. The longer you worked at the cafe though, your absolute favourite thing about the job became the regular customers.

It was nice to be able to brighten days with chocolate sprinkles and extra stamps on loyalty cards. People loved you, and you loved them back. You cut crusts off sandwiches for children and didn’t even get passive aggressive when the floor was littered with cake crumb and bits of unwanted lettuce. A smile was always on your face, regardless of your actual mood, and you were scarily good at guessing what type of pastries people would like best. A patisserie sixth sense.

In short, life at the cafe was peachy keen and you were pretty sure it couldn’t get any better. Then, it did. 

You hadn’t served Van the first few times he came into the cafe. Watching from where you were restocking the drinks fridge, actually moving those closer to the expiration date to the front, you listened as Van ordered coffee for multiple people and almost tripped over on his way out. The second time he came in, a few days later, he was with a friend and they sat down to eat. You made their toasties, but Ella delivered them to the table. Spying creepily from behind the cake display, you watched them eat up the food quickly. Before he left, Van tapped on the counter and told Ella to tell whoever made the toasties that the ratio of cheese to tomato and ham was excellent. 

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anonymous asked:

"I need you to scream. You're Karen Page he's the Punisher, he will come for you." in which Karen hurt and taken by a villain and Frank is enraged. (I was inspired by the Tarzan trailer)

Hey, so today I actually cracked 1000 followers and I cannot believe it! I’m so happy there are so many people here that like this ship as much as me and I’ve had so much fun reading the stories everyone has written and reblogging the edits and the wonderful amazing fanart. I have so little to offer fandom sometimes, and I’m way too broke to do a giveaway, but I thought if I sat down and really concentrated on filling a prompt that might be enough to commemorate this little milestone. :D I hope you like it.


The last thing she remembered was the smell of violets, dainty petals pushed against her nose, the sweet scent invading her sinuses. She’d closed her eyes for half a second to lose herself in the scent, to imagine that he had been the one to leave them on her fire escape. How stupid could she have been?

Now the only thing she could smell was the dank mildew of an underground dwelling. Poorly ventilated and even more poorly lit. The back of her head throbbed and she knew without checking that there was rather large knot underneath her yellow hair, perhaps even a gash if the moisture dripping down the back of her neck told her anything. Her sight was the last sense that came into play, an errant thought passing through the back of her mind as she wondered if this is how it was for Matt.

Her pupils adjusted to the dimness, faint far off light filtering down into her cell, the bars casting shadows across the dirty floor. It wasn’t the first time she’d been locked up, but she had to admit that the clean yet stark cells downtown were a lot more preferable than where she was now.

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Two Florida parents have been charged in the abuse and murder of their 13-month old daughter, Tayla, who allegedly weighed only 7lbs at the time of her death.

Authorities arrived to the Aleman’s residence under the suspicion of child abuse, with Kristine bearing a further 10 children prior to Tayla. Police described the home to be absolutely sickening, with the carpets and floors caked with animal excrement. It was reported that there was no food found in the house, with a five-foot stack of urine-soaked laundry sitting on the floor as well. Upon further inspection of the house, they found two caged dogs that had been standing in 2-inches of their own waste.

Unsurprisingly, the couple seemed confused that they’d be charged with her murder, with Kristina explaining that she’d notice her toddler was thin, but not “too thin.”

Alejandro Aleman expressed anger at his convictions, supposedly asking if such a law existed that required you to bring your children to the doctor. He was fairly disappointed at his answer.

Florida’s Medical Examiner discovered that the 13-month old hadn’t grown in any of her baby teeth, never being given the proper nutrition for her development. It was also found that Tayla was suffering from multiple strains of influenza and E. Coli, a severe bacterial infection.

The little girl had died alone, suspecting that she passed away of exhaustion from the continuous neglect.

According to other residence in Aleman’s neighborhood, a few of her other 10 children would frequently wander around begging for food, even though it was proven that the family received over $1000 in food stamps every month. All of Kristine’s children have been placed in Florida’s Department of Children and Families. The rest of the Aleman family has not yet spoken about the murder.

Kristine and Alejandro insist that Tayla’s death was unintentional, stating that they treated each of her children equally. She claimed that the death was killing her, and seemed to feel great remorse for the murder. The investigator working on the case didn’t fall for the crocodile tears, allegedly telling Kristine in interrogation that “I don’t think you’re a monster and I don’t think you’re an animal.” He says “But only a monster and an animal would leave their child to shrivel up and die like that.”

It Hurts Like Hell
                           - Part III

Kai Parker x Reader
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Part I …. /  Part II….

*not my gif

Damon dragged Y/N from the couch and towards the door.
YOU are leaving.” he said. “I don’t want you here .. distracting the newly elected president of the Gemini freaks.”
Y/N stared at him in disbelief. “What are you talking about?!”
“Oh , don’t play dumb. I see what’s going on between you two. ” Damon said leaning closer , his voice high enough only for her to hear. “You will either get hurt or get yourself  killed. ”
Y/N wiggled her hand from Damon’s grip and looked at Kai who was still sitting on the couch , playing with some elephant figurine. “I don’t know what you are talking about … ”
Damon took a deep breath , calming down a little. “You can lie to me and lie to yourself , I don’t care…. but YOU ARE LEAVING.”
Y/N scoffed , “Fine. I’m leaving.” she said , giving up. Last thing she needed was Damon being mad at her and doing something Damon-level-stupid.
“See ya later Kai.” she called out and Kai turned his attention to her , waving goodbye. Y/N walked out the house and Damon shut the door loudly behind her.

She didn’t really feel like leaving after Damon kicked her ,  so she hung around the backyard , walking into the forest. There were lots of dry leafs fallen everywhere. She found a nice big tree and sat on the ground resting her back against it. Y/N tried not to think about what might be happening at the house. If they really succeeded to bring Bonnie back , there would be a literal explosion in the house… Kai and Bonnie didn’t get along and something told her they were not going to star getting along now.

A few hours had passed and she couldn’t take it anymore so she got up and walked back to the house. Inside she found a complete chaos. There was blood , kitchen utensils all over the floor alongside the birthday cake and all the decorations were scattered around the living room.  If Caroline were here , she’d freak out.
“Damon ? ” she called out. “Elena ?”
Y/N walked into the kitchen and found Kai who was washing his hands. He turned around and Y/N’s eyes widened in shock - there was blood on his shirt. Lots of it.
“OH MY GOD !” she rushed towards him. “What happened ?”
Kai wiped his hands dry and turned to Y/N.
“Liv happened. I tried to bring Bonnie back … to help her get out of 1994 and then Liv showed up , trying to kill me.“Y/N’s eyes widened even more. “So I tried to kill her but I couldn’t do it ….” his voice trailing off , a pain filled expression on his face. “Damon gave me some of his blood. I’m all healed up.”
“What about Bonnie ? Is she …?”
“She is OK , but … we couldn’t bring her back.” There was sadness in his voice , Y/N noticed.
“Wow … You really are changing.” Y/N said smiling and pulled him into a hug.
“Lots of hugging today.” Kai said, wrapping his hands around her ,she could hear the smile in his voice.
“I am just glad you are OK.” she muttered.
Y/N couldn’t explain to to anyone or to herself even. Why was she worried about a person who literally had tried to kill her less than 72 hrs ago ?! According to Damon , she had feelings for Kai… but that wasn’t possible. Was it ?

Kai pulled away and looked at her confused. She was worried about him ? No one had ever been worried about him before. Everyone treated him like he didn’t belong , like he didn’t matter… and after all the pain he had caused her - there she was. Worried about him. He rested his forehead on hers , looking at her.
“No one has ever been worried about me before. Thank you.” Kai said then awkwardly pulled away.
Y/N stood frozen in one place , her heart beating faster than ever. Damon was right. She had started to fall for him. Taking a deep breath , she took his hand and glanced at him.
“I want to show you something."she said, a smile spreading across her face. Kai stared at her for a moment and then nodded.


Y/N led him into the forest , turning every few steps to look at him , her smile never leaving her face.
What was it about her that made him feel all warm and fuzzy on the inside ? It was a completely knew feeling for him.
"Where are we going ?” he asked after about half an hour. They kept walking deeper and deeper into the forest.
Y/N stopped so abruptly Kai nearly tackled her over to the ground.
“I wanna talk.” she said , determination clear in her voice.
“About what ?” Kai asked confused and slightly scared. He had seen enough movies to know that when those words come out of a girls lips , somethings wrong…
Y/N let go of his hand and sat cross legged on the ground pulling him down with her.
“About you…. and me.” she said.
There it is , Kai thought. She probably regretted forgiving him and was going to yell at him. He felt so stupid for thinking that someone might actually forgive him and be willing to look past all the things he has done…
“I want to get to know you better…” she said noticing the change in his eyes. “…and I thought out here in the forest , enjoying the warmth and away from anyone who could over hear us would be a nice place to do that.”  Y/N took his hand.
He looked up at her and let out a small sigh of relief  before smiling at her. “I was worried for a moment … ”
“About what ? That I’d suddenly stop liking you?” she said , realising too soon that she had admitted to him she likes him.
Kai grinned. “Did you just say you like me ?”
Y/N stuttered. “I … I um ….” she laughed nervously. “Don’t change the subject Malachai…” she said , her smile not leaving her face.
There was something about the way she said his full name , with warmth in her voice. Kai liked it. Usually he’d get upset when people used his full name , but not with her.
“OK” he sighed looking all serious “What do you want to know?”
Y/N scooted over closer to him. “Everything !” she said.  "… or everything you want to tell me.“ she laughed nervously seeing the look on his face. It had flashed from scared to excited to terrified in seconds.
He laughed and leaned in closer, closing the space between them. "Are you sure you want to know everything ?” Kai asked suddenly serious.
Y/N leaned in even closer to him looking into his blue eyes. “Yes , 100%.”

Kai took a deep breath and began telling her his story…
He told her a lot about his childhood (which made him cry and Y/N hugged him to comfort him) , about being sent to the Prison world , what it was like there … He kept waiting for her to tell him he is a monster ,an abomination but instead all he saw in her eyes was compassion and understanding. No hint of judgement. The sun was starting to set and a chill showed up in the air. Kai felt so comfortable talking with her … It was a new feeling for him. They laid on the ground starring at the sky. Kai pulled her closer to him and wrapped his hands around her.
“Is this what happiness felt like ?” he wondered outloud.
Y/N smiled. “Like what?”
“Like all warm … and light , as if I’m flying.” he said trailing off.
She looked up at him - Kai was smiling. There was something so pure about his smile and his eyes were glowing like a child’s on Christmas morning.
“Yes , that’s one way to put it.” she said smiling too , resting her head on his chest , listening to his heartbeat. It was fast , somewhat uneven - every couple heartbeats , his heart skipped one.
“I think I like that feeling.” Kai said simply.


The night came but thanks to the full moon , it wasn’t a complete darkness.
Kai and Y/N laid on the ground starring at the night sky , as Y/N told him about her childhood. They had a lot of similarities in their life. She wasn’t born a witch , but for some reason her family excluded her and disliked her for just being born. The first time she had found true friends and family had been in middle school when she had met Elena , Bonnie and Caroline. They had become not only her best friends but her family. Then in high school she had met Stefan and he had become a part of her extended family too , alongside Damon … with whom she didn’t always get along.
Suddenly Kai felt very protective over Y/N. He hated himself for all the pain he’d caused her… In that moment he made a promise to himself - whatever happens , he will protect her at all cost and he will find a way to make up for all the bad things he did to her.
A shooting star burned across the sky.
“Did you see that ?” Y/N jumped up pointing at the sky , closing her eyes.
Kai looked at her. “Are you making a wish ?” he asked amused. “Those never come true…”
She turned to face him and opened her eyes. “Mine will.” she said confidently as she laid back on the ground.
“What did you wish for ?” he asked curious.
“I can’t tell you.. if I do , it won’t come true.” she said stubbornly , winking at him.
Kai laughed. “You are so naive.” he said and she punched him playfully , laughing with him. He turned to look at her and found that she had always turned to look at him too. Kai reached with his hand to caress her cheek , unable to take his eyes off of her and leaned in to kiss her softly. Y/N smiled back at him.
“Told you …” she whispered.
“What ?” he asked.
“I told you my wish will come true.” she said smiling as Kai pulled her in for another kiss.





‘‘Oh no, Mark! What are you doing?

‘‘Mixing, (Y/n)! Mixing!’‘

‘‘That is not mixing! That is imitating an airplane turbine! Stop, my poor kitchen!’‘

‘‘Says the one who dropped the eggs…on the floor!’‘

‘‘….Touché. This cake better be good…’‘

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Midnight Snack

request: i have a request with Buck where you make a cake for his birthday and he is really happy because lets be honest this man didn’t see any kindness in 70 years and its fluffy. - @you-should-love

contains: happiness and fluff? i know strange concept coming from me

a/n: yet another request that was sitting in my inbox for like ten years. i changed the request a little bit, hopefully that’s ok! 


Originally posted by natpekis

The Compound was rarely quiet. In the year that you’ve been living there, you didn’t think there was a time when it was ever quiet for long. There were always people, and not just the Avengers. There were smart tech people that worked for Tony, recruits that were being trained to serve as Avengers back up, important political people that came in and out, most of the time complaining. And then, if none of that was going on, FRIDAY was passing a message along to someone or giving some kind of report. Silence was a strange, almost uncomfortable thing in the Compound. Even in the middle of the night.

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