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Phi Beta Sigma ; Bucky Barnes [1]

WARNINGS: FratBoy!Bucky, Avengers!CollegeAU, nsfw !! content, protected sex, intoxicated cheating…

summary: The stereotypical narrative of what college is like –consisting much of fraternities, intimacy, and heartbreaks. So what happens if the infamous womanizer of Phi Beta Sigma mistakenly sleeps with his girlfriend’s roommate?


A/N: this most likely will be a series so ye haha… i might include a taglist here since its a series

Phi Beta Sigma is a very well known fraternity in the Avengers campus. It was filled with all the womanizers you could ever think of and was led by Steve Rogers and James “Bucky” Barnes. Surprisingly Steve wasn’t much of a flirt, he was as pure as an angel and soft as a cotton; however James was the exact opposite. He would exchange girls here and there without conscience, playing them as if they were a bunch of toys.

Even though James never had a history of a long lasting relationship, he now was at his 5 month relation with Natasha who was also famed on her role for being part of the sorority Sigma Delta Tau –both of them were just abhorrently perfect for each other in the most sickest ways. She became infamous for her reputation of fucking Professor Banner in the campus laboratory in freshman year, thereafter she proudly wore the reputation rather than be ashamed of it.

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I believe everything happens for a reason. People change so that you can learn to let go, things go wrong so that you appreciate them when they are right, you believe lies so you eventually learn to trust no one but yourself, and sometimes good things fall apart so better things can fall together.

When did you become my enemy?

fire (jughead jones x reader)

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pairing: jughead jones x reader

word count: 1139

request: Hiya! Love your blog! Maybe a jughead one where he is dating you but is more in love with Betty than he is with you. He tells you this and just a lot of angst. Thanks!!

warning: there’s a curse word in this, if anyone cares. also this is super depressing, yikes, sorry.

On that fateful day, there were three things you knew for certain.

The first, was that you were in love with Jughead Jones.

You really wish you could just say it was a stupid, teenage infatuation— a high school boyfriend that was nothing serious, but every time you looked at him you felt something that you couldn’t even place into words. Every time you saw his face in the hallways, pictures, down the street, in the distance, or up close— your heart would light up in some way. You remembered that looking at him when you first met felt like your heart was full of Christmas lights. You remembered very clearly, the feeling of sitting across from him at Pop’s, each of you doing your own thing, but sometimes you would look up at him and notice how beautiful he looked when he was concentrating: blue eyes reflecting computer screen colors, biting his soft lip harshly. Even worse, when he looked up at you and smiled.

You couldn’t help it: he was your first everything. Your first kiss, your first boyfriend, first everything. Sure, he was not the first person to call you beautiful, but he was the first person who made you believe it. He would often find you sitting on the roof of his tiny room at the drive-in, crying. You would always say it was because of the movie, but he would always know when it wasn’t. He would bring his hand up to your face, the pad of his thumb wiping a stray tear away. He gave you such a fierce look of sincerity in his eyes when he said it, “You’re so beautiful,” it was impossible not to believe him.

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Every day I still try to wrap my head around what you did. I still try and put myself in your position, try and understand. But no matter how much intense searching and questioning I do, I come up empty. I can’t understand why you did that to me, because I would never do that to you.
—  The boy I love had one drunken mistake
She picked something from her table and walked towards her bed. She smiled lightly and sat down slowly. “I will never meet a lot of people. I will never be able to know and understand why people act the way they do. Even if I still can’t understand them perfectly, I knew that I can relate to what they were going through. Some things will never happen, some lessons will not be learned. And some of the greatest people I met will be forever strangers to me. Yes , I will never be able to tell you the wonderful memories—if that one thing never happened to me. If it occurred differently. I will not be talking about the stars if I haven’t experience the darkest of nights. I will not be mesmerized by how the sun rises if I wasn’t awake until it comes. I will not be in love with the sunset if I wasn’t waiting for the day to end. I will not be talking about heartbreak if it doesn’t happen to me. I will not be moved by sad movies if I never felt pain. I will not be talking about deep meanings behind things if I only used my eyes for trying to realize something. I will not be here if I made a different decision. If I chose a different option.”. She looked up and gave him the thing she’s been holding. A thing he thought she will never have. A piece of paper where a date was written. The day when they met each other. The day when he had seen her alone, reading one of her favorite books. The day when he was silently listening to his favorite music. “I was starting to move forward when you saw me. And I never expected that there’s still someone who would want to be with me when I started to stand and walk. I am moving on, and so are you—from two different reasons—but it feels more precious when we decided to do it together.”
—  ma.c.a // I Remember You
You're the best thing that has happened to me.

And you could possibly be the worst too.

What would I do without you?

We spend so much time together, talking and making memories.

You’ve been with me through everything and the thought you of you not being there anymore is heartbreaking, so don’t leave.