i am not at all sorry either


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22. Part 2

Closing the door behind me, Robyn sat pn the bed crying her heart out “Robyn, please stop crying” crouching down to her “this wasn’t supposed to happen Chris, but they mentioned Mychal. Poor Mychal, how could they” pushing Robyn’ hair back “I understand, I am not sticking up for them but they didn’t know either. I am so sorry, I feel you’re hurting” Robyn nodded crying “he raped me Chris, I am so sick” moving back from Robyn “you want to be sick?” I asked, she shook her head “I will be ok, I am sorry. I am a burden to you, I apologise” getting up from my position “don’t say that ok? You’re not that, the tour means fuck all for me” rubbing my face “Chris?” hearing Mel say “sit here baby, just going to see Mel” opening the door, walking down the row of beds “dad!” Liana yelped, yanking her hand away from Mel as she ran at me “my baby girl” picking her up “how is she?” Mel asked, I didn’t say a word. I am so annoyed “shit has turned sideways, just not happy at all. She was good” hearing footsteps behind Mel, seeing my manager “Chris, this is pathetic” I don’t need his headache.

Moving to the side “Robyn is in there Mel” glaring at my manager “I am not going to disrespect you like I did earlier but my family comes first, she needs me so I am staying here” my manager stared at me in shock “Chris, you will lose millions!! Are you crazy” he half shouted “that is just money, like I said my family comes first. I want y’all to leave me be get it? I will call you when I need too, the fucking tour doesn’t start till next week, cool it!” I don’t want to swear with Liana around “boss man, we can go” Big D said, whatever he did to Robyn’ family I don’t care “good, now if you get off my tour bus while I take care of my family. If needs be I will cancel my shit so please don’t push me to do it” my manager put his hands up walking off.

I had everything set, ready to go on tour but when I read what Mel text me I was like fuck it “bet you didn’t expect to see me again” I said to Liana, she is not even paying me any mind, busy playing with my chain “nice crib” Mel said as we walked inside, Big D walked behind us “you don’t have to stay around” I said to him, he gave me a faint smile “I rather be around, just in case” he is a good a guy, walking down the steps “Liana, you going to show Mel your princess bedroom?” Liana gasped “yay! I show” I need to speak to Robyn, I need to see where her mind is at. Placing Liana down as we got to the living area “you going to show me your bedroom” Mel got her hand out, Liana took it “get yourself a drink” I said to Big D, placing my arm around Robyn’ shoulder and moving her to the outside. I am sure she will appreciate a blunt right now.

Robyn silently smoked the blunt, blowing the smoke out slowly “you feeling better? A little?” I asked, Robyn nodded turning to me “I feel calmer, thank you” stroking the side of Robyn’ cheek with the back of my hand “I feel a little dirty” she said, I sighed out, she is wanting showers again “you can use the shower” pressing a kiss to her forehead “Chris you can go, you need to go” she said in a whisper “ok if I go then what are you going to do? I know you baby, you’re not going to be sleeping. You need me so don’t lie to me” Robyn’ face scrunched up, wanting to cry “don’t cry, please. No more tears, I need you to be good before I do anything. Forget me” placing my hand over my chest “you need me so fuck the tour” Robyn shook her head “Chris, you need to go. Seriously, I am holding you back. I feel so bad. You know what you can do for me, tell my family to go home. I don’t want to see them, not until I am ready. I just need a shower” she walked off “I feel dirty” she said again, I know the signs and her doing this is not good.

Robyn threw her clothes off of her body, desperate to get in the shower “Robyn, you want me to tell your family to go then?” I asked, Robyn took her bra off and threw it to the ground “yeah, I feel bad Chris. You can’t stay with me and babysit me all the time. Get them to go, tell them I will talk to them when I am ready” she wants me the guy they hate to tell them to leave. Rubbing my chin “ok, you good to be here then? Can I take Mel? Actually forget it. I will be back” my woman wants something done I will obey her, she wants her family gone so I will get that to happen. Poking my head around Liana’ bedroom door “look at you both” I said smiling, Mel turned her head around to look at me “god, her bedroom is so nice!!” Mel got up from the floor, slowly walking over to me “so Robyn wants me to go and tell the Barbadian crew to leave” Mel’ eyes widened “you?” she pointed in shock, I nodded “wow, that is not wise” she said, I shrugged “what my wife wants she gets” Mel doesn’t look pleased “take Big D with you, I think once they do leave or if they do actually go. Maybe settle her back in, it’s not fair on you” waving Mel off “she is my wife, just watch over her please. She is having a shower” I need to figure something out.

I had to catch a cab, I done remembered that my car is at Robyn’ “so what are we supposed to do?” Big D asked again “just talk to Robyn’ family, hopefully talk to them. Get them out of the home” I honestly see myself getting my ass beat by them all “boss, I am sorry” he said out of nowhere, furrowing my eyebrows at him “for what?” I am confused “with what happened with Rihanna” letting out an oh, he heard it “it’s cool, just keep it between us. Anything that goes off just please keep it between us” he hit my arm lightly “don’t worry about it, I got you” I honestly forget he was there, I was too into getting Robyn out of that home “if I become angry, please stop me. If her brother deserves it then let me do it” Big D chuckled “I got you, they are a hard bunch. They was pushing me out of the way” sounds like them “well just protect me from them” I am a little nervous about doing this but Robyn wants this.

Rubbing my face “they really scratched my car, fucking assholes!” seeing my white Bentley purposely being vandalized by her family “I am going to kill one of them, I don’t’ know who. Rorrey probably” turning around “calm down” Big D said, I am not calm anymore, I am going to kill someone. Walking off “that is so wrong of them, very wrong” he is right but what can I say, I am going to flip a table in that home now. Pushing the door open, Noella walking down the steps she stopped midway “where is she?” she asked, ignoring her as I walked into the home “Chris? Really? I actually like you” stopping in my tracks turning to her “you like me that much then you tell me who fucked with my car” Noella sighed out “then you tell me where Rihanna is? I can’t rest” I nodded my head “Rorrey did it” I fucking knew “don’t worry about her, she just wants everyone to leave the home” I am going to punch his face.

Hearing the talking in the living area “well what do we have here” I said making my way inside, the talking abruptly stopped “no, please continue to talk” turning around in the middle of the room, Big D stood at the side of me “I am not here for long, just here to pass on a message” looking at Monica, she has been crying her eyes out “you tell me now where my daughter is!” she screamed at me “safe” I simply said shrugging “so Robyn wants you all out, she doesn’t wish to speak to any of you. I am not going to drag y’all out but if you want to do anything right by the girl y’all claim to love so much, then just do it” feeling my phone vibrating in my pocket “what happened to my daughter?” Ronald asked, getting my phone out from my pocket “when she is ready she will speak to you all. I for one don’t want to speak to any of you. Just go home” seeing a text from Mel “she can’t do this!” Monica spat “she has already, y’all so desperate for Robyn to get away from me but you pushed her away. She needs space ok?” I said as I read the message.

From: Mel

To: Chris

She is asking for you, let me know everything good though..

I am hoping Robyn doesn’t backtrack, I am hoping we can work through this “did Mychal do it?” Monica asked, looking up from my phone “he did yes, she came to me. A broken woman, you know who helped her? Me the guy y’all hate, I tell y’all one thing, y’all would have lost Robyn mentally. You know when y’all said about me abusing Mychal or the fact I been hitting him at every chance, now you know why. None of you know what she has been through, I don’t even care anymore just leave. Let Mel know once you have” texting Mel back.

To: Mel

From: Chris

Cool, I am coming back. Family asking lots of questions, I am alive lol

Stepping back as Big D threw Rajad down on the ground “let’s not do this” I didn’t even notice that little nigga “I want my sister back” he said “like I said, go home” I repeated “and you!” I pointed at Rorrey “you’re paying for my fucking car you fucking dickhead, you selfish as fuck” Rorrey got up from the couch “I will do it to every fucking car you have” he said charging over to me “try beating Mychal up first, remember poor Mychal?” I retorted “fuck you, you’re a bastard” why does he hate me so much “listen here, I do not care. I don’t care, I just want y’all to accept that I am marrying her, I am marrying Rihanna. And you will be paying for my car” with Big D’ arm between us both, my head moved back and with force I head-butted Rorrey, he held his nose moving back “next time you want to fuck with my shit I will beat your ass! As for everyone else, do better and fucking leave” I am done, Robyn needs me.

In Life and Death

Originally posted by lola-loves-gaming

Disclaimer: I do not own anything except for the story itself. Please do not copy or credit this as your work. Photo above is not mine.

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Warning: Tears. Lots of tears.

Words: 915

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A/N: I am so sorry not sorry for this.

It all started with a cough.

You remember Jacob forcing you to bed in the early days, making you hand over your duties as an Assassin to either himself or Evie. You remember holding his hand and assuring him that you would be alright soon enough.

How very wrong you were.

To no avail, your little cough became a fever and before you knew it, you could barely move your own limbs. Your skin had transformed from a healthy glow to a barren shell of your former self. Eyes that once shined with laughter were now hollow and blank.

Soon enough, Jacob insisted on bringing in a doctor despite your weakened protests and made sure his sister and a few Rooks were with you at all times. Not that you could’ve done much anyways.

When the doctor finally arrives, Jacob holds your hand as you struggle to keep your eyes open while Evie provides the doctor with details of your dilemma. After Evie finishes talking, you see the doctor motion for you to step out of bed, albeit with difficulty to perform tests for what seemed like forever. Evie and Jacob help you back into bed while the doctor steps out before reentering the room.

“I’m sorry Mr and Ms. Frye, Ms. L/N, but it appears from the test results that you may have pneumonia. At her current state, she may only have a few more weeks before she succumbs to the disease.” The doctor informs sombrely and you want to cry if your eyes would even let you. You knew it wasn’t a normal illness, but you never once considered it to be this malicious.

“Thank you Doctor.” Jacob nods and Evie shows the man out as he takes a cold cloth and presses it to your now boiling skin.

“Jacob…” You begin to say but he hushes you as he continues to wipe the sweat from your forehead and try to cool your body.

“Everything is going to be fine, you’ll see.” Jacob insists and you shake your head weakly.

“I’m not going to be fine, Jacob. Look at me. I can barely move without a coughing fit and my fever will not pass anytime soon.” You counter harshly and he stops pressing that bloody cloth to your forehead.

“What am I supposed to do then? Let you succumb to an illness?” Jacob snaps irritably and you glare at him.

“Yes Jacob. That is exactly what I need you to do.” You answer and you see the fight leave Jacob’s eyes.

“If that’s what you want, then fine. But don’t think for a second I’m going to let you suffer alone.” Jacob relents as he sits down next you on the bed. You manage a weak laugh before coughing into a handkerchief and exhaling roughly.

“I wouldn’t expect anything else.” You tell him and he grins at you for the first time in a very long time.

On some days, you were better. On others, you weren’t. And every day, it seemed like it was getting worse.

The day you finally couldn’t manage to even move was a warm sunny day. Something Jacob was quick to note as he force fed you some food.

“Beautiful day isn’t it?” He remarks as you shift your sight towards the window.

“It is.” You sigh as your chest crackles with the next breath you take.

Let me leave with the sun shining on me.’ You think as you struggle to take another bite.

“Love? What’s going on?” Jacob asks as he sets the bowl and spoon down on the nightstand.

“Nothing. Just how grateful I am to have you by my side.” You reply as you snatch your handkerchief off your nightstand and cough little specks of blood onto the white fabric.

You feel around your nose and you see blood covering your fingers. It continues freefalling from your nose even as Jacob helps you try to stop the flow of blood.

“Evie! Help her, please!” Jacob yells as he takes another handkerchief from his jacket. You hear heavy footfalls run up and into your bedroom as Evie props you up in bed.

“Easy now, Y/N.” She says but you could only hear her faintly.

“Jacob…” You cough amidst the blood and he takes your chin in his hand.

“No, no, no. Stay with me, Y/N! Please!” He begs as you feel Evie struggle to keep you upright.

“She won’t make it this time, Jacob.” Evie tells him and you know that Jacob is shaking his head in fervor without even having to look at him.

“Please, Evie, set me down.” You request and she complies as she helps you settle back under the covers.

“Love, I promised you. Everything will be fine.” Jacob reassures you but it feels like he was trying to assure himself that you would be alright.

“Jacob, I’ll be alright. I promise you, I will be alright.” You tell him and you could feel tears falling from him.

“Please Y/N. Don’t leave us. Don’t leave me.” Jacob pleads and you could feel your own eyes water despite your current state.

“I have to. I’m sorry, but I have to. I love you Jacob Frye. Never forget that.” You murmur as your eyes slip shut and you stop breathing all the while as Jacob screams out your name against your forehead before Evie pulls him away, before he kisses you one last time as the day grows darker.


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Gency Week Day 1: First (Genji’s first time eating after cyberization)

I’m so sorry this isn’t shippy at all but I’ve never thought of this ship as fluff only 
∠( ᐛ 」∠)_

but i am sorry about how long it is. Whoops. 
Just putting it out there that Angela is trying her best to help him, but you can’t blame Genji for being upset either. Hang in there you both (iДi)

Sex with the Avengers

Request: In your opinion, what is the favorite sexual position of each guy (Steve, Bucky, Pietro, Clint, Bruce, Tony) with a female partner? And for Natasha and Wanda (ONLY if you’re comfortable with)? I’M IN LOVE WIH YOUR BLOG! -Anon

A/N: Oops, I planned to write this quickly -like just tell you the positions, but now here I am, four hours later and all of the descriptions aren’t even containing one exact position. Sorry, I hope you like these anyway haha x AND THANK YOU DOLL ♥

Ps. Gosh, I’m such a trash for Steve.

Originally posted by starksokovia


Keyword: His speed. Oh god, that speed. He would take time to have sex with you, but he would use his speed while teasing you –first, he’s kissing you against the wall and before you even realize, you are laying naked underneath him, his mouth devouring your dripping wet core, causing you to scream his name from the sudden contact.

Pietro would love to be on top; pressing you against the mattress, kissing your lips or sucking your neck demandingly. This position gives him everything he wants; chance to see your expressions, eventuality to touch you and the oh so good possibility to use his speed on you, fucking you hard while you tangle your fingers to his hair or dig your nails to his back, leaving marks he loves to see at the morning after your heated night together.

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I’m sorry if I am not shouting with excitement over things right now.

Louis’ team is doing nothing to promote him. Yayyyy! I’m so happy. Woo-hoo!

Harry’s team is doing nothing at all. Woo-hooo! This is the best! Yip-yip!

Oh look another stunt to go along with all the other stunts. HELL YEAH! I AM LIVING! THIS IS WONDERFUL NEWS!


If I complain, I obviously hate Harry and Louis. Right?! It has nothing to do with the fact that I actually adore them and want what is best for them. Nope not at all.

I don’t care if it hurts your feelings you don’t care about all the lgbt+, poc, women/fellow women of your countries feelings either, so if you voted trump PLEASE UNFOLLOW ME, just get out of here I don’t want you.

this is it guys, the last few hours until we see either the most groundbreaking romance ever aired on television or the floor is lava literally?? 

i want to thank all of you so so so much im not being even fucking soppy i’ve been through SO FUCKING MUCH these past 3 years since i joined this fandom i battled so many demons including depression, eating disorders, and just everything shitty and you, all of you helped me live through it all and here i am - waiting for the most beautiful thing to happen - sherlock holmes and john watson to kiss for the first ever time in 130 years 

i owe you my life guys, if it werent for you i would 100% dead im not even exaggerating i love you i love you i love im fucking drunk but johnlock helped me learn whats love and i finally escaped from a physically abusive relationship so thank you so so so so much

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i love you so much!!! thank you!


Tony. I’m glad you’re back at the compound. I don’t like the idea of you rattling around in a mansion by yourself. We all need family. The Avengers are yours, maybe more so than mine. I’ve been on my own since I was 18. I never really fit in anywhere. Even in the army. My fate’s in… people, I guess. Individuals. And, I am happy to say for the most part, they haven’t let me down. Which is why I can’t let them down either. Lives can be replaced, but, maybe they shouldn’t. I know I hurt you, Tony. I guessed I thought by not telling you about your parents, I was sparing you. But… I can see now that I was really sparing myself. And I’m sorry. Hopefully one day you can understand. I wished we’d agree on the Accords, I really do. I know you’re doing what you believe in. And that’s all any of us can do. That’s all any of us should. So, no matter what. I promise you, if you need us, if you need me, I’ll be there.

choke (Leafy x Reader, NSFW)

calvin said he would get off to choking so i whipped up this quick lil thing because i am SHOOK
also this is for all the anons who have been requesting dom!cal smut for weeks now

calvins pov

WARNINGS: smut, choking, lots of it

btw i’m posting this from mobile so sorry for lack of readmore


“Fuck, fuck, okay,” I said, securing the condom over my cock, readying myself at her entrance as there she lay, sprawled out, legs open, hands delicately at rest on either side of her soft face, and my hands were firmly pressed into the mattress on either side of her delicate frame. “Are you ready?”

She giggled. “Yes.”

And so I pushed into her, slowly at first, allowing her tight walls to adjust around me, never once breaking eye contact with her. As I pushed, she let out a small gasp, and then sighed melodiously as I pulled back out slowly, and then in again.

“Mm,” she hummed.

“Fuck,” I sighed, long and drawn out under my breath, as my rhythm began to quicken. She whimpered under me, tracing her palms down the sides of my face, tightening her grip whenever I thrust into her sweetest spot.

“Fuck, baby,” she whimpered, lifting her legs up slightly to wrap them around my waist.

“Yeah, just like that,” I grunted in between wet slaps into her, “Moan for me. Just like that.”

“Calvin,” she hummed, “Choke me.”

I stopped dead in my tracks. “What?” I panted, catching my breath.

“I want to feel your hands around my throat.”

It was a prospect that had never been suggested to me, and thus one I never thought about, but in that moment the simple request of wringing her neck in my palms made me grow harder, and thus I obliged.

“Fuck, okay,” I said, slipping my hands up to her neck. “How do I- Fuck, I mean, I don’t want to hurt you, so how do I, like…”

“Press against the sides,” she giggled, “that way, you don’t, like, actually kill me.“

"Shit, alright,” my voice trembled, but it was a tremor of excitement, and at her okay I tightened my grasp and continued thrusting into her. I don’t know what it was about having this dominance over her, feeling her flesh between my palms, the way she smiled up at me in between gasps and gags, but by God I loved it. I rolled my groin against hers ever faster, and I could feel sweat begin to collect at the top of my head, but not once did I let go of her petite throat.

“Please,” she croaked, and in that moment, I swore I love her, and the stronger my heart swelled the tighter I gripped her. My most animalistic instincts took over and I began muttering obscenities like a madman, cursing and degrading her under my breath.

“Fuck yeah, just like that, you like being choked, don’t you, you little slut?” I uttered through gritted teeth, pushing into her with further desperation.

“Y-es, yes,” she croaked, barely able to speak through the grip on her neck. It was only a few moments later that I saw her eyes roll back, and she convulsed under me, arching her back. I loosened my grip so I could hear her cry out to her maximum capacity, and upon releasing her from my grasp she gasped loudly, and began to exclaim, “fuck, Calvin!”

The way her walls clenched around my member threw me over the edge, and I could feel the same euphoria wash over me, and with a few final and quivering thrusts, I shot my load, gasping for air, before collapsing on top of her entirely, my face buried in the crook of her now bruising neck.

“Oh my god,” I breathed, placing a chaste kiss on her neck. I lay there in silence for a precious few moments longer, feeling her chest rise and fall erratically under me, and she wrapped her arms around me, gripping me at the shoulders.

“Baby,” she cooed.

“Mm,” I muttered, still buried in her crevices, slowly regaining my breath.

“That was so fucking good,” she hissed into my ear, before taking my lobe between her teeth gently.

“Mhmm,” I muttered.

My body was tired and edging towards sleep, but my mind was aflight with memories of what had just happened, how good it felt to have her under my control, to have her throat in my clutches, how good it felt to be held by her in this moment, how much I knew I loved her, and the anticipation of the next time I might have the privilege of choking her again.

Draco’s best friend turned lover would include...

Requested- Hi! I really love your blog. Could I request being Draco’s best friend turned lover would include? Thank you! Sorry if it’s too complicated.

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  • being shocked on the day he confessed his long-held feelings for you
  • accepting his offer to be his girlfriend almost immediately
  • because Merlin had any idea you liked him ever since you laid your eyes on him 
  • him grinning sheepishly at you
  • because it was the best moment ever
  • you blushing slightly
  • with the weight in your chest gone
  • “I’m not dreaming, am I?”
  • “I hope I’m not either, y/n.”
  • “We better not be, then.”
  • not being awkward at all as you were already close with the boy
  • him holding your hand wherever you two are
  • him occasionally whispering um, slightly naughty things to your ears
  • resulting you struggling to breathe properly
  • you kissing his cheeks, catching him off-guard
  • making him the one to blush
  • smirking at each other
  • going to the places you two hung out at while you were still just only friends
  • feeling completely different now that you are together
  • resting your head on his chest
  • just chilling and cuddling

Small Blessings

This is for @dangerscully​ and @piecesofscully


It isn’t the Thanksgiving either of them are used to. For Scully there is a bittersweet relief in the expectations and politics of her family being all the way across the country. Eleven months is not long to learn how to be a whole new person, how to be a parent, and the freedom to make all those first holiday mistakes away from the critical eye of her brother is a welcome one. She misses her mom but there is so much new to appreciate that it takes the sting out of Maggie’s absence.

Mulder’s smile is the biggest part of that. He’s spent a decade of Thanksgivings alone, or sitting stiffly at his mother’s side, ignoring the empty seats at the table. Now his table is full and she’s never seen him smile so big or for so long. It’s pounding rain outside but there’s a fire in the fireplace and the sunlit memories of long summer hours spent playing house and making a home lights them all from the inside. Emily is sprawled in front of the TV, still in her footie pajamas even though it’s almost lunch time but it doesn’t matter.

Gone are the days when Scully worried about what her apartment looked like. Now all that matters is what they look like.

And they look like a family. A growing one. 

Mulder slams the oven door shut on the turkey and hands her a mug. Ginger tea,

‘You look a little queasy’ he explains as he tucks his hand in its place in the small of her back and rubs softly, drawing her across the room and settling on the couch.

From across the room their picture smiles at them, Emily squished between a grinning Mulder and a still shell-shocked Scully the day they found out that what she thought was a gluten intolerance was actually six weeks worth of cell division with both their genes in the mix. It should be impossible, this is all so impossible and yet…

An animated fox gambols across the screen and Scully sniggers and points, 

‘She loves this movie Mulder… and honestly… the fox reminds me of you. He wants to believe in everything but doesn’t know who to trust when the world goes mad.’

Mulder shakes his head and kisses her softly.

‘I know exactly who to trust.’

Scully flushes. Even after six months of this she’s still not used to how easily it fits together, to the warm security she feels when Mulder verbalises his adoration. It’s too much and so she snuffles her face into his shoulder, burying her blushes in the softness of his tee. She feels his hand creep up her shirt and he skin tingles and then calms when his palm settles over the gentle curve of her belly. It still seems so strange that after years spent chasing scientific evidence, the miracle they finally get to experience, their proof of the impossible lies so close to home they can both touch it. A few more months and they will be able to hold it. Him. Watch him grow.

Far away thoughts are brought back home with a tug on Mulder’s elbow and big blue eyes join forces with Emily’s voice as she demands they make space.

There’s always space for her. For them both, Mulder’s long arms sheltering all his most precious possessions as they settle in for a long afternoon of sweet nothing.

Scully’s dozing when she hears Emily ask Mulder a question.

‘I’m cosy. Can we stay like this forever?’

The movie answers her before he can,

‘Darling, forever is a long, long time, and time has a way of changing things.’

And Scully shakes her head, lashes fluttering open to find Mulder’s eyes fixed on hers over Emily’s head.

‘Not this.’ he tells her. And despite her knowledge that all things must pass, that time is a universal invariant… she believes he is right.

‘Not us’ She agrees, losing her fingers in her daughter’s hair and pulling her closer. ‘Not ever.’

Love was never supposed to hurt this much

Warnings - HOLY ANGST 9000! - Character death - LOTS OF SWEARING - the smallest amount of fluff in the WORLD
Pairing - Bucky X Reader
Words - 5,400

A/N - Okay I am actually sorry for this ENTIRE THING! This is probably the most angsty thing I have ever written in my life AND I NEED A HUG! and you’re all going to need a hug after this. Also - PLEASE DONT KILL ME!

Erin I am actually sorry @theassetseyeliner (I’m not sorry, mwhahaha)

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Love. It had always been a foreign concept to you, but god the moment you laid eyes on him you knew – you damn well knew he was the one.

Even from birth you never knew the meaning of love. Your parents? The people who are supposed to love you unconditionally, it seemed they didn’t understand the meaning of it either – or maybe it was because your dad left so long ago, and it spiralled your mother into depression, pushing her towards alcohol. Then years later, when your mind was ridden with self-hatred, and depression sank its claws into your flesh, he came along.

The moment your eyes fell on him the breath was stolen from your lungs, yet you felt like you could breathe all-over again. Everything about him was beautiful – from the way his brunette hair fell into his eyes – and on the topic of his eyes, oh they were the most beautiful things you had ever seen in your life. They were bright blue, like the sky on a summers night – yet they were so dark and steely that you found yourself drowning in their depths, they were breath-taking on a whole other level. Then there was the way that his expanse of muscle rippled underneath his clothes and a smile which lit up your entire world and gave you the light you needed to guide you from the tunnel of self-hatred. He was perfect in every way possible.

And you? The person who so average that it physically hurt. The girl who has more emotional baggage than stability – who didn’t know what love was. You who was so utterly scared of commitment because oh god what do I do? The girl who wasn’t the most attractive. Who didn’t have a perfect figure or smile. Who hated herself so absolutely that looking in the mirror became a chore, because she hated the way she looked. Out of everyone he could have chosen – he chose you.

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and i know it’s important to feel your feelings in order to work through them but what am i supposed to do if im sitting in the dark and my feelings crowd out all the good things that happened today. my feelings aren’t malleable, they are not dough, i cant knead them out no matter how calloused and strong my fists are

sometimes my feelings are concrete and when I feel them, its like the acme anvil that crushes wile e. coyote and im not road runner fast enough to dodge either

so im sorry

im so sorry i cant open up to you, its not you, i promise, it really isnt. but sometimes keeping myself from imploding means i have to forget I exist, just for a little while


Because y’all are such CHAMPS, I’ve decided to thank you all for 1000+ followers with an art givaway! There will be 3 winners, and each will receive a full-color drawing from me!


  • You can request basically anything you want, so long as it’s safe for work and non-offensive!
  • While I would prefer to do art for a fandom I’m familiar and comfortable with, I will do other fandoms. However, I will count on you to provide any necessary references and tidbits you would like in your request!
  • I am most comfortable drawing people, and have some experience with anthropomorphic animals and some simple backgrounds, namely landscape-y stuff. I will not draw machinery or any high-tech backgrounds, sorry :o
  • 3 characters max can be requested in 1 pic!
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  • Only reblogs will count, and you may reblog as many times as you would like, but please please please don’t spam your followers!
  • Either askbox or messages must be open by the time the winners are announced

The contest will end November 16th, 11:59 PM, Pacific Standard Time. Please respond within 48 hours, otherwise I will be forced to pick another winner.

Otherwise, thank you all so, so, so much for 1000+ followers, and I wish you all the best of luck!!


I thought this arc was about war and getting Fairy Heart in order to defeat Acnologia, but all we get is family reunions or family trees multiplying over and over or either thinking your friends as family, lmao. I am crying. 
Last image is a spoiler. You can find further spoilers on yonkouprod blog.
Sorry for the way this image has been made. I was rushing whilst doing it so yeaaah…

Fine. Then I’m not sorry, either. I’m not sorry that I met you. I’m not sorry that knowing you has made me question everything. That in death, you’re the one that made me feel most alive. You’ve been a terrible person. You made all the wrong choices and of all the choices that I’ve made this will prove to be the worst one, but I am not sorry that I’m in love with you. I love you, Damon.
—  Elena Gilbert (4x23)
"I'd like that"| young Remus lupin imagine.

A cute Remus imagine that took me not long at all, sorry in advance if there’s tons of mistakes. ************************************* You walk into the great hall taking a seat inbetween Sirius and James, facing Remus. The boys either side of you stiffle laughs as Remus turns bright red in the face. “Am i missing something?” You ask suspiciously. “Nothing at all, pumpkin juice?” Sirius offers to which you kindly refuse.
There had been alot of this going on at the moment, they would stop talking whenever you entered the room and Remus would blush leaving the others smirking. You were begining to think they found out some how. But the only person who knew was Lily and- “Lily can i talk to you for a minute?” You say angrily pulling her away from the others. “Did you tell them?” You glare at her.
“What are you talking about” She says cluelessly.
“Did you tell them i like Remus!?” You exclaim telling her about the things that had been happening recently. Lily stood smirking at you for a while making you go even redder than before.
“Lily!?” You glare .
“I didnt tell them anything, have you ever though that maybe he could like you too?” She smiles, leaving you laughing.
“Give over, we all know thats impossible” You say as you both make your way back over to the table. * * * *
Walking down into the common room, all ready for your trip to hogsmeade you saw Remus on the sofa with a book in his hand as he whisper/shouts something at Sirius.
“Hey (Y/N), Remus isnt coming today, he’s not..feeling well” James pipes up shooting Remus a smirk as Lily walks in behind you.
“Oh, thats a shame, i can stay with you if you want, but if you’d rather be alo-”
“Great! I dont have to feel bad about leaving him alone now” Sirius cuts you off with a smirk. “Oh, and if you go up stairs don’t worry Remus I’ve got you covered, condoms are thesecond draw next to my bed” James winked before walking out leaving us blushing and the others laughing as they followed.
“So what d'you wanna do?” You ask brightly, not giving him time to reply before adding “Oh wait i forgot, you’re not feeling well, hang on a sec” you smile running up to the girls dorm room and gathering a few blankets and some chocolate.
Remus looks at you surprised as you make him move over for you. Pulling the blankets over you both as you pull out a book. “I can read to you if you like, it’s favorite book to read when i’m feeling under the weather, its a fairy tale and i get if its stupi-”
“I’d like that” He cuts you off smirking as you open your book shyly. Remus inches closer to you as you open page one and begin to read.
“Chapter one, Peter breaks through. All children, except one, grow up. They soon know that they will grow up, and the way Wendy knew was this.” You began, Remus listening to your voice contently as you continue to read. * * * *
You didnt hear the others return and you didnt hear them all laugh and high five. 
By the the time you both woke up the room was almost empty and the fire was burning strongly.
“Nice of you two to finally join us” James says as Remus groans, his head lay on your chest making you blush and smile at the same time.
Remus’ sits up quickly, hair stuck up and a blush creeping onto his cheeks as his friends all smirk at him.
“Right well, i’m going to head to bed. Good night” You smile standing up and leaving.
Once you were out of sight Remus let out a long sigh.
“She’s so adorable” He says ignoring the laughs from his friends.
“Then ask her out” He Hears Lily say causing him to spin around.
“W-y-pretend you didnt hear that” Remus says quickly causing her to smirk. “You’re both as bad as each other” She sighs absent mindedly.
“Wait-what?” All the marauders look up, even Remus.
“Did i just- shit” She says.
“You have to tell us everything now” James demands.
“Okay, but don’t tell her I told you! (Y/N) like Remus ” She laughs causing the others to jump up in exitement. “We’re getting you the girl Remus” James says enthusiastically.
“No, please if you two but in its bound to be a disaster” Remus says hiding his face.
“What are you talking about! Today was all our doing” Sirius says and to be honest, he kind of had a point.

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