i am so in love with you just stop

This is a post I have been trying to get right for a few weeks now but I wasn’t sure how to actually write it and how to phrase it so I am going to try and keep it as raw as possible because I think it is important to share our mental health with others and show that there isn’t a stigma behind it and that we can all get through it if we just take it one day at a time. I am saying if you are triggered by anything to do with mental health don’t read it!  

At the age of 12 I was a normal preteen starting school and I loved it. I studied non stop and had no problems as at all. I had friends and I got on with everyone. I enjoyed sports and was enjoying teaching myself guitar since I loved playing music from a young age. Just after I turned 13 it all started to go downhill. On March 16th 2012 my uncle passed away from cancer and that broke me for many reasons i’m not going to go into. Around this time I started to get depressed and started to listening to music to help me cope. I was fine for a few months I was getting through it day by day. I struggled to study but I was still doing fairly well. Then on the day of my christmas break my nanny got very sick and passed away on January 1st 2014. This effected me just as badly as my uncle dying maybe worse since I knew my nanny better.

My depression continued on for another year or so until I told my mam. Well I more broke down after dropping her vape thing. I decided it would be best to go see a doctor about it. I went to see a female doctor who was lovely. In my town mental health has to be taken seriously because we have the highest suicide rate in Ireland. I was treated really well by my doctor and she just helped me cope with it a bit more and refereed me to the psychology sector or whatever it is called. I am still on a waiting list after two years because that’s how great our country is  That was in December 2015 and I have been able to cope with it a lot more than I was before. I have left out a lot of details because I don’t feel comfortable sharing them because many people in my life don’t know about them and I think i would like to keep it like that.

I then had to deal with my Junior Cert (GCSE’s) in June 2015 where I experienced my first anxiety attack. It was a scary experience. Since then I have suffered from anxiety attacks on a daily basis. I have learned to cope with it but sometimes it can take over my life. I will get into it a bit more in the post but I try to not make it my life and I think having a positive mind frame really helps and going to talk about with someone really helps whether it is your mam, dad, favorite teacher or even a stranger on omegle it really helps honestly!

My anxiety was something I had to come to terms with more than the depression because the anxiety just sort of sprung up on me but when I think about it I was a very anxious kid too I guess my parents just thought I was restless and excited. Over the past few years it has caused more problems than solved. In 4th year I couldn’t do a musical because of it, not that I regret not doing it.I don’t see the fascination of dancing on a stage for others to enjoy. All last year it really took over my life I had major anxiety attacks during exams which caused my grades to go down. I am in my last year of school and I can’t afford for my anxiety to take over my life so I am on a long road of self love and finding ways to actually help me cope with it. I hopefully will get it under control. I know I will and I think for anyone who suffers from the same will know how hard it can be. It takes a very long time and I think taking it one day at a time helps too. I am back properly studying and not letting it rule my life and I think that is a step in the right direction and I haven’t had any anxiety during tests so lets hope I will be the same during exams.

I am making this post not only to stop the stigma behind mental health but to show others that it is okay to fail in school because of mental health or let your mental health rule your life because it happens but you need to grab it back and keep going because I believe in you all. If I can get through it everyone can no matter what the circumstance or how bad you feel I know it will eventually get better for you and just keep looking forward to that! I hope by sharing this others will too! I am scared to share this with everyone but I think it is important. One of my favorite things to do it journal whether it is art journaling or just writing I love it and find it so therapeutic and I plan on making a post on it soon. I want to thank @jasperstudies for encouraging me to post this I really wasn’t sure on posting it but here it is!

I hope at least one person gets something out of this post and I hope other people share their experiences with mental health and stop the stigma !

anonymous asked:

your art evokes such strong emotions in me and every time you post a new piece i always take a few moments just to stare at it because its so lovely. we used to talk a bunch but seeing you stop drinking made me feel like I should give you some space because i am ALWAYS either drunk, about to get drunk, or hungover, but I respect you immensely and am very proud to have you as an internet friend, whatever that title encompasses

Anonymously tell me how you feel about me. I can’t reply, I just have to read it and post it.

304 NEW FRIENDS

Earlier today I reached 300 followers, and I just wanted to say that I love every single one of you so much, you honestly mean so much to me - like even if we don’t talk i still LOVE YOU TO PIECES! I’m so much closer to you guys than I am to most people at my school! I wanted to say thank you, and to never stop believing in yourself because you are all such beauties and are going to succeed so much in life!!

Also here’s a pic of my face because I wanted to do a face reveal (although no one asked for it 😂)

P.s I’m obsessed with the colour yellow, okay, bye 💕💕

anonymous asked:

If you want to stop drawing I feel like your fans should support you on that. You shouldn't keep doing something if you're really really unhappy with it, or if it's causing you pain or just anything like that. I love your art, and so do hundreds of other people. But if you just need a break from drawing, or you stop drawing all together I want you to at least know that I support you. Even if I am just one person.

thank you<3

anonymous asked:

Hey, I read your post earlier today about Percival and the niffler and I absolutely loved it! I also couldn't stop thinking about Mira and Percival Graves with a wife. I am very intrigued (; I also saw you were excepting prompts? So how about a Percival/Mira anything? Thanks!

Hoo boy! You, my friend, are wonderful for asking about Mira! You’ve just opened up a whole can of worms! Also, I struggled with this one! It’s not exactly fluff, but I tried! HMU if you want more Mira, I can’t possibly fit it all here or we’d be here all night! 


It’s Queenie that finds it - although find is maybe not the best word to use. The photograph isn’t exactly in hiding, perched as it is on Percival’s bedside table. It’s the portrait of a stunning young woman with long hair, dark like obsidian and grey eyes that shine and glimmer. When Queenie comes into view, she grins and offers an elegant wave. 

“Who’s this?” Queenie asks, more to herself and the open air than to anyone else. So she starts, when she gets a reply.

“That’s Mira.”

Percival leans against the doorframe, a rag in his hand. He’s impossibly handsome, sleeves rolled up and the top two buttons of his shirt undone. When he runs a hand through his hair, Queenie watches the muscling play along his forearm before her attention snaps back to the photo. 

“She’s very pretty,” Queenie offers. Percival hums, crossing the room and taking the picture from Queenie gently. He handles it with such tenderness - like it’s a living, breathing person and not just her rendition. 

“She was,” he replies, thumb brushing over the portrait’s face. Instantly, Queenie’s heart sinks. Graves’ occlumency might keep her out, but she can feel the undercurrent of emotion buzzing through his shield - can taste the bitterness of hurt hiding under the scar tissues of time and healing. 

“I’m sorry.”

Percival looks up and smiles, soft and sad and so vulnerable it steals her heart away. 

“Don’t be,” he murmurs, “It was a long time ago.”

“You still love her.”

“I do, very much. But I also know she would haunt me if I let that love stop me from loving someone else.”

Queenie finds herself chuckling, at the same time as her heart skips a beat. 
“She sounds like she was a fantastic person. I think I would’ve liked her.”

Percival chuckles too, setting the picture back down. “You two would’ve got along famously. New York would have trembled in fear. Mira could make anyone do anything, or do anything herself for that matter, when she put her mind to it.”

“Even you?” Queenie asks. 

“Even me.”

He pauses for a moment, considering something with a faraway expression, before bursting into laughter again. 
“I remember once, just before we graduated - she wanted to do a special dance at the end of year formal. I didn’t know how to do it, and she badgered me every chance she got until I gave in. And then we spent an entire night practicing.”

Queenie giggles, clapping her hands together. 

“Of course, I was terrible, but she had the time of her life. It was wonderful to see her like that.”

Longing creeps back into his tone, his eyes growing sad again. Queenie reaches out, taking Percival’s hand and squeezing it. That seems to snap him out of his reverie. 

“I miss her,” he says, “I do. But I’m grateful for the time I had with her. For everything she was and everything she taught me.”

“Like how to dance.”
 
“Like how to dance.”

Can we just take a minute to appreciate the stupidity of the people that are calling Jackson abusive!? I’m so sick of seeing crap about him being abusive! And I’m sorry, I’m not trying to be offensive or anything, but do any of y’all know what abusive means!?! I’ve said it twice in as many days and I’m going to continue till people start listening! IT. WAS. THE. KANIMA!!! I LOVE Jackson, he’s one of my favorites, and I’m not saying you HAVE to agree with me, but I AM saying you should stop saying he was abusive when it wasn’t him! AND a hug between a guy and a girl can be PLATONIC!!! He probably almost died and Lydia didn’t want to scream that her Ex/possible friend had died.

I’m sorry, I know people are probably annoyed by me, but I just had to get that off my chest. I’m just so sick of him getting the short end of the stick.

my life got 100% better when I started dressing how I wanted to dress and not how I thought I should dress. I stopped caring if stripes were unflattering, I just wore them. I started wearing bold prints because they made me happy. I ordered huge shirts, pink trainers, heart shaped sunglasses. I started to let myself look on the outside how I felt on the inside, and let me tell you, I have never felt freer in my entire life 

“We were together for nine years. I was completely dependent on him. He was a strong and powerful man and he expected obedience. If he called me at 4 AM, and told me to meet him in Moscow, I was expected to go to the train station. He had a very strong energy. It was hard to argue with him. In the beginning of the relationship, I obeyed because of the pressure. But then the pressure just became a habit. It got worse as time went on. Eventually he stopped listening to me completely. I became so lonely. When you’re with someone who doesn’t care about your views, and has no desire to understand you, it’s worse than being alone. I still loved him though. I knew that he’d had a hard life. I told myself that I had to make sacrifices to build a family. But one morning I woke up and decided that I couldn’t do it anymore. If I stayed in the relationship, I would lose myself completely. I remember it was raining that morning. There was mud in the streets. And something told me: ‘Today is the day.’ That was two years ago. I’ve spent these last two years learning to be alone. I’m realizing the things that I like to do. I feel better, I look better, and I’ve been sharing more of myself with others. I feel like I’m finally learning who I am.”

(St. Petersburg, Russia)

7

get to know me: favorite female charactersthe ghibli girls
 “Many of my movies have strong female leads – brave, self-sufficient girls that don’t think twice about fighting for what they believe in with all their heart. They’ll need a friend, or a supporter, but never a savior. Any woman is just as capable of being a hero as any man.” (– Hayao Miyazaki)

Alright my guys, listen up. I’m just really fucking proud of Sansa Stark, okay? Like so beyond belief, amazing fucking proud of her. No one, literally no one has been through more shit on this show time and time again and still come out on the the other side a more resilient woman. She’s gone from a naive little girl, to a political prisoner, to an abuse victim, to the LADY OF WINTERFELL IN CHARGE OF HER HOME WHILE THE KING IN THE NORTH IS AWAY.

SHE HAD TO STAND IN FRONT OF A CROWD OF PEOPLE AND WATCH AS HER OWN FATHER WAS WRONGFULLY BEHEADED WHEN SHE WAS STILL A KID. SHE HAD TO LIVE OUT HER DAYS SURROUNDED BY THE VERY PEOPLE THAT KILLED HIM AND MURDERED HER FAMILY AS THEY TREATED HER LIKE SCUM AND BEAT HER FOR EVERY OTHER WORD OUT OF HER MOUTH. SHE HAD TO LEARN TO HOLD HER TONGUE AND PRETEND TO BE HAPPY JUST TO STAY ALIVE. SHE GOT A BRIEF MOMENT OF HOPE BEFORE SHE WAS MARRIED OFF TO ANOTHER LANNISTER AS A POLITICAL MOVE. SHE ESCAPED KINGS LANDING AND FINALLY GAINED HER FREEDOM BEFORE BEING SOLD OFF TO ANOTHER HOUSE RESPONSIBLE FOR THE BUTCHERING OF HER FAMILY FOR CLAIM OVER WINTERFELL. SHE WAS RAPED AND BEATEN AND DRAGGED THROUGH THE GUTTER EVERY SINGLE DAY BECAUSE OF HER NAME. SHE THOUGHT HER ENTIRE FAMILY WAS DEAD AND SHE WAS ALONE AND STUCK TO LIVE OUT HER DAYS BEING BRUISED BY HER “HUSBAND”. SHE WAS PASSED AROUND BETWEEN HER OWN ENEMIES, SURROUNDED BY TRAITORS AND MURDERERS.

BUT THAT GIRL DIDNT LET IT TAKE AWAY WHO SHE WAS. SHE NEVER GAVE UP ALL HER TIME IN KING’S LANDING. SHE LEARNED WHAT SHE COULD ABOUT POLITICAL STRATEGY AND DECIET AND USED IT TO STAY ALIVE. SHE LEARNED HOW TO PLAY THE GAME OF THRONES, HOW TO PLAY THE ROLE OF AN INNOCENT GIRL TO SURVIVE. SHE SASSED THE LANNISTERS EVERY CHANCE SHE HAD. SHE HELD ON TO HER TITLE AS A STARK AND HER RIGHT TO WINTERFELL AND SHE REMAINED BRAVE IN THE FACE OF CERTAIN FAILURE. SHE JUMPED OFF A CASTLE WALL INTO THE SNOW TO ESCAPE HER ABUSER. SHE WADED THROUGH A FREEZING CREEK TO OUTRUN DOGS. SHE LOOKED HER CAPTOR IN THE EYE AND TOLD HIM SHE WAS NOT AFRAID. SHE FOUGHT HER WAY BACK TO HER FAMILY AND MOVED TO TAKE BACK HER HOME FORM ITS INVADERS. SHE RODE INTO BATTLE TO LOOK HER RAPIST AND ABUSER RIGHT IN THE EYE AND TELL HIM THAT HE WAS GOING TO DIE AND HE HAD NO CONTROL OVER HER. SHE BROUGHT THE KNIGHTS OF THE VALE TO THE BATTLE OF THE BASTARDS AND SAVED THE NORTHERN ARMIES. SHE FED THAT SAME RAPIST TO HIS OWN HUNTING HOUNDS AND SMILED AS HE DIED. SHE CONTINUES TO ADVISE JON EVEN IF NO ONE WILL LISTEN TO HER OPINIONS. SHE HAS THE LOYALTY OF THE NORTH BUT REFUSES TO TAKE THE TITLE OF QUEEN BECAUSE IT IS JON’S PLACE. SHE’S STILL DOING THE BEST SHE CAN AND TRYING TO KEEP HER FAMILY TOGETHER AND ALIVE AND NO ONE IS APPRECIATING HER FOR IT OR TAKING HER SERIOUSLY BUT THAT DOESNT STOP HER FROM TRYING HER BEST.

YALL… I’m just… she has been through the most shit of anyone and she’s still here and she’s so far from the little girl that just wanted to marry a prince she was in the beginning and you have no idea how emotional I am about this. Sansa Stark is literally the strongest character on this show and she deserves all the respect and praise in the world and I just love her so much and that’s the kind of strength and resilience I aspire to possess. 

anonymous asked:

What do you think about johsnavi?

i dont get it??? like im not a fan of crossovers or crossover ships in general, but like i watch blackish and????? i cant even imagine johan and usnavi getting along let alone being a thing

also usnavi is way too in love with actual perfect human vanessa so

A Sunday Morning with Tom:

Originally posted by sensualkisses

- Tom snoring really loudly and it waking you up earlier than you wanted to

-Being angry about it on the low because you wanted to sleep in but also not because you know at least he’s getting a decent rest after travelling so much

-The little sliver of sunlight that’s peaking through the blinds illuminating his peaceful face

- You just watch him snoring and his whole body expanding with each breath

-Deciding to mess around with him and pinch his nostrils together to see how long it’ll take him to wake up

-After a little while he starts to wake up, swatting his hand at your grip on his nose

-”What ARE you doing?!”

-You start laughing hysterically, gripping your stomach, “I guess you could say I take your breath away Tommy.”

-”That’s bloody hilarious of you, too bad if I had DIED”

-Tom laughing at you laughing because he thinks it’s adorable how much you amuse yourself

-”Isn’t that my sweater love?”

-”It got cold last night, not all of us have abs of steel to keep us warm”

-”Well it’s morning now love, c’mon, give it here”

-”No!”

-”Yes!”

-”NOPE”

-”YES”

-”NUH UH”

-Him pulling you back, so you’re sitting between his legs, and tickling you to get you to give the sweater back 

-”thoMAS! TOM STOP! STOP IT RIGHT NOW! I’M GONNA DI- FINE”

- You finally give in and give him the sweater back, and he has a shit eating grin on his face as he slips it over his head, leaving you with just your old t-shirt on

-”Pleased with yourself Thomas?” 

-”I certainly am”

-Him bending down and kissing the top of your head so softly 

-Just taking the time to sit their together for a few moments

-Tom combing his fingers through your hair slowly, because he loves your hair so much, he always has

-Tom tracing the outline of your ear while you close your eyes just to take in his touch

-Him moving his fingers down to your nose, moving his thumb along the bridge because he knows it relaxes you

-”If you keep doing that, I’m going to fall back to sleep”

-”Best we get up then hey darling? Why don’t you go put the kettle on while I make the bed?”

-Going to make coffee then coming back to find him standing on top of the bed holding either corners of the comforter 

-”Have you finished making the bed? The coffee is ready its in the kitch- Tom,  I thought you were going to make the bed? Not jump on it???!”

-”It’s the only way I can make it! I get tuckered out if I keep walking around either side of the bed”

-Just rolling your eyes at him because he’s an actual child

-Making him a runny eggs and toast solider’s because that’s what he asked for because he’s a fucKING CHILD

-”Can you make it really runny please love? You know I like it really runny”

-”Don’t I always Tom”?

-Boiling his stupid child eggs and jumping a little when he creeps his arms around your waist, his face in the nook of your neck, placing sweet pecks on you

-”How do you smell this nice when you’ve just woken up?”

-Bringing his plate of child’s breakfast to him at the dining table and sitting it in front of him, then sitting in his lap 

-”What are you having darling? You have to eat something.”

-”Didn’t I tell you Tommy? We’re sharing” you say as you steal one of his toast soliders

-Kissing his eggy lips with your buttery lips

-”You taste like egg.”

-”You are what you eat”

-FUCKING CHILD

-Getting ready to go out into Kingston for the day and Tom just watching everything you do

-“What’s that love?”

-“It’s rose water spray.”

-“What does it do?”

-“It tones your face.”

-“What does that mean?”

-“It’s kind of like cleansing but different.”

-“…..what’s cleansing?”

-Doing your eyebrows and him paying very close attention to this particular step in your routine

-Tom actually being really impressed by how nicely you shape and fill them 

-”That looks really cool darling.”

-”Thank you Tommy.”

-”I just love how you do anything you do, you’re amazing”

-Getting into Kingston and taking Tessa with you guys, and just walking around looking at the different little shops and market stalls

-Finding a really cute cafe that looks so cosy and not even having to say anything just exchanging a look between one another that says ‘we need to fucking go in here’

-”We should get juices or something Tom, we’ve already had a pot of coffee this morning”

-”But…with great latte comes great responsibility,”

-”Did you just quote yourself misquoting Uncle Ben? I hate you omg”

-Ordering Tom and yourself green juices anyway and him frowning like a CHiLD

-Sitting outside with Tessa curled up in between both of your feet

-”This is nice. A nice Sunday with my two favorite ladies”

-Holding his hand across the table and just talking about every little thing and losing track of time, content with each other’s company

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I just had a good Sunday yesterday so I thought of this and idk lmao, let me know if you like it xx

I was so blinded by how in love with you I was that I failed to comprehend how we were a game of cat and mouse; always me chasing you.

You should be pleased to know that I am done now. You can breathe easy again. You can stop and smell the roses without worrying about me always being on your tail.

That’s how it felt a lot of the time, like I was just an inconvenience; a shadow suffocating you with feelings I was never sure you shared.

—  This is me letting you go.
Je T’aime

Peter Parker x Reader

Summary: You have a huge crush on Peter. You know he doesn’t know French as well as Spanish, so you randomly flirt with him in French. Until Peter catches on.

I try to keep these as gender neutral, I’m sorry. French is very specific with masc. and fem. words, I tried.

(This is my first one, it’s short and sucks, sorry. Btw I am taking French, and I’m terrible at it so I used Google Translate. If you notice something totally off and want me to fix it, please let me know.)


     You grabbed your backup, pushing past students towards the cafeteria. Please, walk slower, it’s not like people have places to go, you thought angrily. You pushed open the lunch doors, looking around for your friends. You made eye contact with Peter from across the room, quickly smiling and waving at him. Peter smiled back and waved you over. Butterflies filled your stomach, making your face feel warm. Why is he so amazing? 

      “Hey Y/N!” Ned cheered when you sat down.

      You smiled at Ned, “What’s up guys? Anything new?”

       “Well, we have a math test next period. I hope you studied,” Peter answered.

     “Of course I did, beau garçon.” You winked in his direction, causing his face to turn a soft shade of pink. Handsome boy

    MJ snorted next to you, not even looking up from her book.

    “You know, I may not understand French, but one day I’m going to find out what you’re saying.” Peter promised.

     You shrugged, laughing. You highly doubt Peter would spend five minutes looking up the words you’ve said. Especially when he spends all of his time at that Stark Internship.  

    The bell rang, signaling the end of lunch. You packed your stuff up, before turning towards the boys, “Au revoir Ned. Au revoir, ma lune.” Goodbye Ned. Goodbye, my moon.

    Peter furrowed his eyebrows, watching you walk away with MJ. “Do you know what she said? Isn’t Spanish similar to French?” It drove him nuts not understanding what you’re saying. Sometimes he think you’re flirting with him, but he doesn’t want his hopes to get too high.

    Ned shrugged, “Doesn’t May know some French? Ask her.”

    Peter faltered his walking for a second, May knows how much he likes you, but does he really want her to be involve with it? “Yeah, okay I’ll ask when I get home.”


     The next day, you walked with MJ towards the steps of the school, talking about your science project due next class.

     “Whatever, I had it done for two weeks. But the real question is, when are you going to tell Peter you like him?” MJ casually slipped out.

     “I already did, like everyday. Not my fault he doesn’t understand me.”

     “You know he’s smart, but he’s oblivious. You call him handsome, love, moon, and you told him you loved him in French! He’s also taking Spanish, I don’t understand how he doesn’t get it.”

    “Wait, you know French? Since when? You’re not in my class.”

    “Maybe I am, you just don’t see me,” she blankly stared ahead, walking faster. 

     Shaking your head in confusion, you followed her to the doors, walking after her. Spotting Ned and Peter at their lockers, you both walked up to them. When you got closer, they glanced towards you, their conversation quickly stopping.

     MJ rolled her eyes, “No please continue your nerdy conversation. We totally care about what you have to say.”

     You elbowed MJ lightly, “Tais-toi.” Shut up. You turned towards Peter and Ned, “Salut les gars. J'aime ta chemise, Ned. Peter, tu es très beau comme toujours.” Hi guys. I love your shirt, Ned. Peter, you are handsome as always.

    Ned smiled brightly, glancing down at his shirt. While, Peter’s face turned red, he tried to cough to cover up his anxiety. Confused, you panicked for a second. They usually didn’t react, or paid attention to what you say in French.

   MJ seemed to get it, though, “Ned, they’re selling ice cream for free at the stand. Let’s go.”

   Ned looked at her, “They don’t sell ice cream here.”

   “Woah, it’s a miracle. Let’s go.” Dragging Ned away, MJ glared at you like a warning glance.

    You turned back to Peter confused, “Um, what was that?”

    He was  nervously playing with his fingers, blushing a deep red. He glanced up at you, down at his hands, and back up, holding eye contact. “I was curious about the things you’ve been saying to me. So, I asked- I asked May about some of the words you told me.”

    He didn’t actually asked May, she barely remembers how to say hello in French. He asked Pepper while he facetime Tony, Pepper being more than happy to help him out. Tony wouldn’t stop teasing him over his crush, but it’s one hundred percent worth it if you felt the same.

    Your heart loudly pumped in your chest, he knows I’ve been flirting with him, it’s all over.

     “You love saying how handsome I am,” Peter smiled widely at you. You groaned, burying your face in your hands. You were doing so well, why did he have to find out?

    “I’m sorry, I didn’t think you’d actually look it up. I’ll stop, I was just trying to practice French,” you mumbled, making up some excuse. 

    “No, please continue. I actually learned something in French, ‘Tu es belle, et j'adorerais être ton petit ami’.” You are beautiful, and I would love to be your boyfriend. That’s what Pepper told me to say, right?

     You stared at him for a second in shock, before laughing. His accent clashed with the french language, but you understood what he was saying. 

   “Je serai ton/ta petit(e) ami(e),” you couldn’t stop smiling, taking a step towards him. I would love to be your boyfriend/girlfriend.

    “I’m assuming you said yes in French,” Peter mumbled, leaning towards you, tilting his head slightly. His eyes wide, feeling excited and nervous at the same time.

    “Oui,” you whispered, meeting him half way, pressing your lips against his. YesMaybe I’ll speak more French to him.

Dinner

Pairings: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Request:

How about a Whacky Bucky x F!Reader chatroom? Bucky and Y/N have been secretly dating from the team, but when they try setting up Y/N with someone, will Bucky explode or keep it cool? Then when the couple spills the beans Tony and Clint get protectiv            


Bucky has created a chatroom: stevie i know u want to join but don’t. we are already in another chat there is no need for u to join this one too k thank

Bucky has added Y/N.

You: Are you even trying, Barnes?

Bucky: What? He won’t join.

You: He is most definitely going to join.

Bucky: No, he won’t. Trust me, love.

You: Yes, he will. If he wasn’t already suspicious he is now.

Bucky: Don’t worry, I have him distracted with cute puppy pictures in our other chat.

You: I want to be apart of that chat.

Bucky: So, I was thinking, dinner at your place, or mine? Or do you want to go out?

You: Out. I do not want to explain to Nat why you were hiding in my bathroom again, or have to hide every time Steve randomly shows up at your place.

Steve has joined the chat.

Y/N has cleared the chat.

Bucky has cleared the chat.

Steve: Why did you clear the chat? I don’t mind, really. You don’t have to hide. It’s okay. Just tell me the truth.

You: Really, Steve? You mean that?

Steve: Yeah. It does hurt, though. Finding out your friends are making plans BEHIND YOUR BACK BECAUSE THEY DON’T WANT YOU TO JOIN THEM YOU SNAKES

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Fluff:

1 - “I love you. I hope you know that.”
2 - “I bought this because I thought you’d like it.”
3 - “I just feel safe with you. Like nothing bad can happen.”
4 - “You’re adorable, and I can’t believe I have you all to myself.”
5 - “Are you warm enough? “
6 - “I don’t like when you say things like that. To me, you’re perfect.”
7 - “I like it when you say my name.”
8 - “I care about you. I’ve always cared about you.”
9 - “You’re soft and warm and I don’t want you to move.”
10 - “I love kissing you.”
11 - “I’m just glad you’re safe. I wouldn’t know what to do if I lost you.”
12 - “Welcome home.”
13 - “God, you’re so beautiful.”
14 - “You make me want to become a better person.”
15 - “She’s/he’s not my boyfriend!”
16 - “I always want to kiss you.”
17 - “I’m really lucky to have you.”
18 - “I think it’s adorable how easily you blush.”
19 - “I just want to take care of you.”
20 - “Don’t tell me not to worry, because I’m going to do that anyway.”
21 - “I made you some breakfast.”
22 - “If you’re so cold, why didn’t you say something? Come here.”
23 - “I guess time flies when you’re with somebody you love.”
24 - “I never want you to think you’re anything less than my top priority.”
25 - “You look really cute in that.”

Angst:

1 - “No, I don’t want to say goodbye. Not now.”
2 - “I think I might be better off without you.”
3 - “Don’t tell me what to do.”
4 - “I don’t want to do this without you.”
5 - “I thought we were friends.”
6 - “Stop yelling and listen for a second.”
7 - “What you did what stupid and dangerous and scared the hell out of me.”
8 - “I just want you to be safe. I couldn’t live with myself if something happened to you.”
9 - “Please, just…be safe. Come back to me.”
10 - “Why didn’t you tell me? I thought you trusted me.”
11 - “Don’t cry. Everything’s going to be okay.”
12 - “Who did this? Who hurt you?”
13 - “I love you, not them.”
14 - “Am I not good enough?” / “I’m not good enough.”
15 - “I’m so, so sorry.”
16 - “This is all your fault.”
17 - “But I only just got home.”
18 - “Don’t say that. You’re going to be okay.”
19 - “Please don’t leave.”
20 - “I know you didn’t mean it, but it still hurt.”
21 - “I wish I didn’t have these feelings, but I do.”
22 - “Why would you think something like that?”
23 - “Look me in the eye and tell me you love me.”
24 - “I thought I’d never see you again.”
25 - “You can’t just leave like this.”

Smut:

1 - “I missed you so much.”
2 - “Like what you see?”
3 - “I’ve been thinking about you all day.”
4 - “You’re so perfect. And I’m so fucking lucky.”
5 - “Try to stay quiet, understand?”
6 - “We’re in public, you know.”
7 - “I didn’t know you were so sensitive.”
8 - “Don’t be so rough. There can’t be any marks.”
9 - “Don’t smile at me like that. You know it drives me crazy.”
10 - “I like it when you say my name like that.”
11 - “I heard shower sex is dangerous, but right now, I’m willing to take the risk.”
12 - “I really don’t care. You still look hot and I’m trying not to kiss you senseless right now.”
13 - “You’re so much fun to touch.”
14 - “Can I at least take my shoes off before you pounce on me?”
15 - “Are you sure? Once we start, I might not be able to stop.”
16 - “No, I’m supposed to be making you feel good.”
17 - “Oh my God, do that again.”
18 - “You can be wearing a trashbag, and I’d still want you.”
19 - “I thought maybe we can do a little more than just kissing.”
20 - “I’m going to be late because you can’t keep it in your pants.”

When Bitty returned to the Haus, eyes sore from crying and cheeks aching from smiling, he started at the sight of a familiar car parked outside. 

Wordlessly, he turned to Ransom, who smirked at him. “I’ll hold your plaque,” he said, far too innocently. 

With a small gasp, Bitty shoved the award into Ransom’s hands and darted towards the front door, barreling into the entryway like a man possessed.  He looked around wildly, until he noticed the shadow moving within the kitchen. 

When Bitty poked his head into the room, he did indeed find Jack Zimmermann leaning against the counter, checking his phone. The moment he saw Bitty, Jack straightened up and tucked his phone away, holding his arms outstretched. 

Holding back a childish squeal, Bitty launched himself at Jack, wrapping arms and legs around his boyfriend as tight as he could. Jack laughed and held him up, letting Bitty pepper kisses across the side of his face. 

“I got the C!” Bitty shouted, wiggling a little. “I got the C!” 

“Congrats, bud,” Jack said softly. “Knew you had it in you.”

“Unanimous, Jack,” Bitty said, pressing their foreheads together. “Just like you.” 

“Better than me,” Jack said automatically. “But, yeah. I’m so proud of you.” 

Bitty melted against him, so happy he thought his heart might jump straight ouf of his chest. “Thanks, baby. This is…this is so much. I- I gotta call Mama!” 

Jack laughed harder as Bitty tried to slip from his grasp, just holding him closer. “In a minute, Bits. Just…stop for a minute. Let it all soak in. Be proud of yourself, you’ve come so far.” 

Bitty sighed, half in exasperation, half in contentment, and let Jack set him down on the counter. “I am,” he whispered. “I…I just love everyone so much.”

“And they love you,” Jack said, resting his hands on Bitty’s hips. “More than you’ll ever realize.”

“Look at us,” Bitty said with a goofy grin. “The only two unanimously voted captains of the Samwell hockey team. We could be the start a dynasty.“

Jack barked with laughter, head tilted back, and he shook his head in amusement. “We sure could, Bits. We sure could.” 

What if..
  • Draco: Potter isn't here yet and its 10:02, he's normally walking through this hallway by 10:01. What if something happened to him?
  • Blaise: Stop being so paranoid, maybe he woke up late
  • Draco: Oh no. What if he ran away? What if he died? What if that muggle family took him back and locked him up in their house? If I don't see him, how on earth am I supposed to show him I love him?
  • Blaise: Well there's Potter now!
  • Draco: QUICK PRETEND LIKE I DIDN'T SEE HIM AND WE'RE JUST CASUALLY TALKING
  • Harry: Ugh. Move out of the way Malfoy.
  • Draco: Well, if it isn't Potter with his dweeb friends walking down the hallway. Why don't you go back to that muggle family since nobody wants you here, maybe they'll lock you up under the stairs again.
  • Harry: *walks away*
  • Blaise: HOW ON EARTH IS THAT SUPPOSED TO SHOW HIM THAT YOU LOVE HIM!
  • Draco: idk but he comes crawling back every time.