i hope you feel better now!

Dean’s Hands

Originally posted by disneyandthefamilybusiness

Pairing: Dean x deaf!Reader, Sam
Word count: 642
Request: @littlehotmess26 Thank you! I was wanting something with Dean and Reader. Where the reader is deaf and a hunter. Dean asks Sam to teach him sign language so he can talk her better. Lots of fluff. Please :)
A/N: I looked up the couple signs on google, as the app that I looked up is Apple only. -_- I planned to use more, but they were difficult to describe lol. I hope this is okay

It was rare that Dean was flustered by a woman, but you made it feel like he was blushing all the way up to his ears. He’d met you through hunting, and couldn’t get you off his mind. Now and then, you’d text, but nothing too much. A question about a case here, checking in there. Dean would have loved to text with you more, but was afraid of making an ass of himself. So, he left things as they were.

Dean had stayed back while Sam went to help you on a case. Sam saw how his brother looked at you, and the last thing he wanted was someone distracted. He was currently eating a burger, and enjoying a beer. “Dean!” Sam’s voice carried through the halls. “Dean!” He sounded panicked.

Getting up, Dean rushed towards Sam, and saw him carrying you. “What the hell?” He motioned to your leg. “You’re supposed to gank the monster, not her damn leg.”

Giving Dean a dirty look, he sighed. “Can you just get the first aid kit? I stitched her up at the motel, but I think it pulled, or it’s infected.” He sounded worried as he moved around Dean, towards a spare room.

When he heard that, Dean’s stomach dropped. Cas had been flaky lately, so he couldn’t even rely on him. Turning, he took off towards the bathroom to grab the first aid kit. He hoped that you’d be okay.

You were resting in a spare room, leg cleaned, and bandaged. The two Winchester men were sitting in the library, quietly sipping their beers. Finishing his, Dean licked his lips and looked up at Sam. “Teach me sign language.” He said quietly.

“Wait, what?” His eyebrows went up, a confused look on his face. “You want me to teach you sign language?”

Dean rolled his eyes. “You’re cheaper than an app.” He shot back. “Will you teach me, or not?”

Sam chuckled. “Sure, Dean.” He nodded. “Surprised you’re doing this for a girl. Normally all you do is buy them a two for one jello shot.” He smirked, teasing him. “Or maybe you’ll splurge a bit and get her a mixed drink.”

“You’re an ass.” Dean chuckled, getting up. “When do you wanna do this?”

“How about now? I can teach you a couple things for when she wakes up.” He offered, watching his brother’s face soften before he sat back down.

They took turns checking on you, making sure you weren’t getting a fever or anything. One of the times Dean went to check on you, you stirred awake. You gave him a soft smile, and were surprised when he signed ‘how are you?’. He put his knuckles together, turned his hands until they were upside down, and pointed to her.

It took her a moment to register that, as he’d never signed with her before. Smiling, you signed by putting your thumb on your chin, fist out, and turning your fist in.

“Sore, Dean. She’s sore.” Sam’s voice made him jump. He turned, seeing his brother leaning on the doorframe. “Figured I’d come save the day if she confused you. Don’t want to overwhelm you too soon.” He chuckled, his hazel eyes went to you, and you could see the amusement in them.

That’s how it went for a few days, or Dean would look bashful before texting you that he was unsure of a sign, or just didn’t know it. More and more, Sam found the two of you together, both grinning, and signing or texting.

At first, Sam was surprised how quickly Dean caught on, but the more he watched, he understood why. He’d been teasing Dean about liking you, now he was seeing more. Dean was putting more effort into being near you than he’d ever seen him do with anyone else.

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anonymous asked:

i'm sitting here crying bc this hits close you know? we all go to concerts and that could've and can be any of us. so many innocent people were killed and injured and traumatized. this makes me so scared for harrys concerts. such s small place. what if it happens again? what if at every concert someone tried to blow up the place? god i feel sick

I know, I’m so scared for all the people I know now. We can’t live in fear, but god this hits too close. I hope you feel better, anon. I’m sharing the same feeling and my heart is so broken right now thinking of all the happiness that was taken from this fans because of such a inhuman act </3 

I went out for a little while with my co-worker today and it was really rough. Panic attacks galore topped with disassociation is not fun. I finally came home and took a nap, hoping I’d feel better. Unfortunately, as it usually happens like this, I still feel like crap and am in a horrible mood.

Why am I telling you this?

I have quite a few messages here that I haven’t responded to. I’m not ignoring you, just not a pleasant person to chat with right now. Hopefully tomorrow is a better day.

So I’m taking my bitchy ass back to my room and play video games all night. I’m not good for much else at this point.


بِسْـــــــــــــــمِ اﷲِالرَّحْمَنِ اارَّحِيم

This post has been created to formally announce that “aqlamoon” is no longer active. 

Alhamdulillaah, the material will remain available but nothing will be updated after 26th May 2017. I hope, by the Permission of Allaah, the little work I have done on this page has been helpful to at least some of you. 

I am leaving mainly because I have more responsibilities now and would like to discipline my time better, bi’ithnillaah.  

For any sisters who have my number/details, please do not give these to anyone. If you need to contact me, do not message this page. Email aqlamoon@gmail.com - please be patient in waiting for a reply. 

Feel free to use and distribute the printables without crediting me but do not try to pass them off as your own or make money from them. 

I leave you with the following:

  • Start reading, keep reading. Read, read, read. It will change your life. 
  • Wash the dead. Get your own shroud measured and cut. 
  • Tend to your parents/those who raised you. Bathe them, cook for them and allow them to grow old with dignity and joy.  

Once again, thank you for accepting me into this community. t’s been a pleasure and a privilege. 


The slave of Allaah,

Umm Abdillaah al-Britaniyyaah

Sha’baan 1438/May 2017

England, UK.

anonymous asked:

I just want to apologize for all the anti-Islam or anti-Shia or generally anti-Muslim bigotry I have been spewing. Im now in a better place within my faith and am thinking of reconnecting. I was so resentment as a result of personal things and feeling let down by God. I'm sorry and take full accountablitly it was shitty of me and it won't happen again.

I’m happy to hear you’re in a better place alhamdullilah and thank you for the apology–but I just hope you understand how painful and traumatizing it is to get messages that are anti-shia

nothingseemsquiteright  asked:

❤️❤️❤️❤️ sending you much love, i hope you'll feel better soon. i'm sure it happens to many of us, including me... distracting yourself from yourself is so hard. it comes and go and it's painful. talking to people maybe? watching a funny movie? but stay strong okay, you're gonna do this ❤️ (ps: also, i love your blog 😊)

Thank you so much, love, you’re all very sweet I’m probably gonna watch a funny movie now and hopefully tomorrow it’ll get better

anonymous asked:

today and yesterday have just been.. not good. i was kinda content today for a little while but then another thing happened and i think what i'm experiencing now is a shutdown. i just... keep crying for no reason now and i can barely move or do anything even though i want to study for exams. i just... am watching a movie and i think i'm semi verbal but i'm not sure. i'm just suddenly so tired and grieved for no reason and i just... ugh. is this a shutdown or something else?

That certainly sounds like a shutdown. I would suggest giving yourself time to rest so that you can feel better. 

I hope you feel better soon!


Darling, just hold on ♡ 

I’ve reached over 3000 followers. Thank you everyone for your support. It means a lot to me. I’ve been having trouble with my art the last few months, but now I feel a little more confident and have a better understanding about why I draw. Hope you’ll stay with me as I continue drawing :)

Faraway God.

Inspired by the work of one of my favorite artists, Yoshitaka Amano.

This will be my last drawing for a little while. I have to focus on some work I need to finish. I’ll try to post every once in awhile until then.

Thank you again!

how…….how am i???? how am i supposed to support emison now??? Emily actually wanted Paige, telling her she hoped for another shot at a relationship when she came back. Then she made out with her in the middle of the street.

Emily actually chooses Paige. That’s what her heart wants.

But they’re going to write Emily and Ali’s pregnancy so now Emily feels like she has to be with Ali because of the baby. Then eventually she’ll fall in love with her instead of choosing her first.


Still Alive

I’m sure many of you are wondering where I’ve been these past few months. I’m afraid there isn’t an easy answer to that. Not one I can explain easily. My health has worsened once again. I’ve had to deal with kidney stone surgery and stomach issues along with a deepening depression and an increase of severity of my chronic fatigue. It has been a struggle to get through every day and I guess tumblr just didn’t seem like it mattered much anymore.

I lost touch with close friends and I stopped talking to my parents very much. I went into a shell and honestly I’m still not sure how to get out of it. I’m having a brief moment of clarity so I thought I should say something because I think some people might be a little worried about me.

Right now I am resting comfortably and keeping myself occupied with cartoons and other various shows. I try my best not to think about my predicament because as of yet, a solution has not presented itself. I’ve tried all of the depression medications. I’ve looked into new treatments. I just haven’t found anything that has any promise. For the time being I an stuck like this.
I probably won’t be around much. It’s really hard to even write this. But I’ll try to write a little more frequently if I can.

As it stands, right now I am focused on getting rid of my last kidney stone. Apparently there is a procedure that blasts it with sound waves and breaks it up into tiny particles. They put you under for that, but you get to go home the same day. I will be doing this in the next week or so. Hopefully it will make me feel a little better, but I can’t say for sure.

Chris and I are still putting out the monthly Patreon comics. I hope you still enjoy them.

I am going to get back to resting and trying to occupy my mind. I hope you all are well and I appreciate you always sticking with me, even if I disappear for a while.

09.05.2017 // I had a test today and it went really bad, I got absolutely nervous and answered almost everything wrong, so I’m feeling a bit down right now. I also had my last class from conditioning, my favorite subject this year, and I’m definitely gonna miss it. Hope you guys have or had a better day than mine!

Btw, if anyone wants us to see their posts, please tag us with #Architstudy cause these next weeks we’re gonna be with finals and we won’t spent so much time around here, and we’ll try to check our tag every day! 

It’s okay

We ran out of things to say
And you couldn’t keep your heart from going astray
It’s okay

I wasn’t enough for you
And you were dragging me down
Thinking you could get your way
It’s okay

I guess she made you feel some type of way
And I let you get quite far away
It’s okay

It’s something we used to say
And you sure as hell wouldn’t go away
But I say
‘It’s okay’
When I’m really not okay
You don’t get to break my heart like this
But you have
And it’s okay

It’s your loss
She doesn’t feel the same way
And all my feelings have faded away
It’s okay

I didn’t feel the need to stay
Since you would never get your way
It’s okay

My best friend told you that you should ‘fix it’
But after all,
I stood tall
And ended it
It’s okay

We fell out of something they love to call love
And no longer feel the same damn way
It’s okay

We could’ve been so much more
You could’ve kept your promise
But you went astray
It’s okay

You changed and went down a path I couldn’t follow
So now I run towards a better tomorrow
It’s okay

I hope you’ve realized what you lost
Because I don’t think you know what it cost
It’s okay

Tomorrow is a beautiful new day
And I swear to you
I’m more than okay.

—  IT’S OKAY, e.l., letters to p #4
Bts Reaction to you having a Daddy kink

Request 1:  Hello lovely! Can you do a bts reaction where their shy girlfriend(who they’ve never gone all the way with YET) admits that she has a massive daddy kink and loves to be spanked?

Request 2:  Bts reaction to you being into DDlb/g? Thanks!


“Well, now that’s new. We can try, although I can’t promise I’ll be good at this. Y/N! Leave the cookies where they are. You don’t want to? Guess I’ll have to become good at this. Bend on my lap, fast. I want you to count. For every cookie. And they were a lot baby.”

Originally posted by jiminiemini


“How long have I waited to hear this. I’ll be a good daddy, baby. And spankings will be the least of what you should expect from me.”

Originally posted by jiminiemini


“But baby, daddy already knows that you are a little good girl who loves to feel how nice Daddys’ hand feels as he smacks that beautiful ass of yours.”

Originally posted by 98a


“I can do that. I can be your daddy. Anymore kinky requests? Spankings? I’ll have it in mynd. Are you sure, however, you’ll survive?”

Originally posted by fyeahbangtaned


“I was hoping you could be my mommy. But I guess, Daddy will have to step in. I can do that even better. Now, should we reward or should we punish. On your knees.”

Originally posted by jiminiemini


“I warn you baby. If we do this, it doesn’t stay in the bedroom. I’m your daddy on the streets and in the sheets. Am I clear? Unless you want to count those spanks you love so much.”

Originally posted by jiminiemini


“So you finally admit you want me to be your daddy. Good. Now things will get very interesting. I want you on the bed in ten. We are going to have a practice session. And baby? If you want spankies, that’s what you’ll get.”

Originally posted by baekyeolkaisoogirl


"Video Games" Jungkook X Reader (SMUT)

“Video game”

Jungkook x Reader (SMUT)

You headed over to the BTS house. Video game day for Tae, Jungkook and you. You were having a friendly competition to see who would get the highest score by the end of the week. You were way ahead of them jungkook coming in second and Tae last.

You knocked on the door and to your surprise you couldn’t really hear anyone. Jungkook opened the door smiling “hey Y/n!” He said happily. “Hey Kookie! Ready to lose” You teased. He laughed a bit and looked at you for a second “Tae had to go do somethings so it’s just me and you” his voice a bit shakey. You two would be together by yourselves, it made you nervous but excited.

“That’s alright you and I can play while he’s gone” you said as you walked inside. He smiled “alright I got snacks and everything ready” he smiled. You two headed to the room and played for about and hour.

“Y/n you have to be cheating!” Jungkook whined your score being a lot higher than his. “I’m not cheating maybe you’re just bad” you giggled. You glanced over at him, his hair was a bit messy from him running his hands through it. You looked back at you screen and breathed deeply. Jungkook was a very attractive guy and you found yourself staring at him more than once. You looked over again and saw him biting his lip, and then something rose in you. Your mouth started to became dry and you couldn’t look away. “Ha i got you!” He boasted. You looked back at the screen to see your guy dead.

“You’re losing it Y/Nickname” he laughed. You playfully pushed him and laughed a bit. Next round you two were neck and neck “your gonna lose again” he teased “oh yeah” you replied. You smirked and started to tickle him and play with his controller. “Hey” he said trying to pause the game “no cheating” you giggled but didn’t stop. “Y/n stop it” you said through laughing. “Or what?” He teased him tickling him more.

He finally paused it and he quickly tackled you, his body against yours. He had your hands pinned down and was super close to your face. “You couldn’t handle me winning could you” he chuckled.

In that instant you don’t know what came over you but you leaned forward and kissed his lips. He didn’t pull away maybe out of shock but you were so glad. His lips were super soft and they almost tasted sweet. You wrapped your legs around him trying to pull him closer. He let out the softest moan against your lips as soon as his lower body pressed against yours. To your happy surprise he was kinda hard.

He pulled away looking down at you “y/n” he said almost barely audible. You looked up at him and bit your lip he looked so damn good. “Jungkook” you said with a soft moan. He bit his lip and leaned down to you “please I want you” you whispered against his ear.

He groaned and stared kissing your neck, he let go of your hands and caressed your breast. You moaned at The feeling of his touch. You pulled your shirt down a bit so he could get a better feel. His face although very red was also very full of lust. He wanted you as much as you did him. He made his was from your neck to your breast sucking sloppily on your nipple as he played with the other. You squirmed under him out of pleasure moaning at every flick of his tongue.

You couldn’t take it you wanted him you needed him inside you. You started to rock your hips again his feeling his completely rock hard member. “Please jungkook I need you, I need to feel you inside me.” You started to untie his sweatpants quickly pulling out his thick member. His tip was already wet from precum. As you moved your hand softly up and down his shaft he stopped your hand. He looked down at you with hooded eyes “y/n I already know I won’t be able to last long that’s not gonna help either” he said with a little laugh. You smirked “that’s ok I don’t think I will either” you said pulling him down into a kiss.

He deepened this kiss as he slid his tongue into your mouth. “Are you really sure about this about me?” He said softly looking into your eye. “Jungkook I’ve had the biggest crush on you forever, I couldn’t think of anyone I’d rather be with” you said making him smile. He spit on his hand a bit to lube himself up. He rubbed your clit softly but was amazed by how soaked you already were. “Wow y/n you’re so wet” he said breathy. “Wet for you” you said back. He let out a soft groan at your words.

He took the head and rubbed it up and down your folds and almost in sync you both moaned. He slowly pushed himself into you. His member felt so big so thick and it couldn’t feel any better.

He started to move slowly making sure not to hurt you but even more making sure not to bust already. “Y/n you’re so warm around me” he moaned. You were about to say something back but he started moving faster. “Fuck” you said louder than you wanted. “I hope you know you’re all mine now” he said with a smirk. “I wouldn’t want it any other way” you said with out hesitation.

He started speeding up a bit you could hear the sound of skin slapping which only turned you on more. He held you close as he moved asking ever so often if you were ok.

You felt your high coming and he must have to. He moved faster feeling your walls tighten around him. “Y/n let’s cum together” he said softly as he pulled you into a kiss. You nodded, he moved deeper in you, your walls almost pulling him deeper. He groaned loudly and reached down to rub your clit “cum for me beautiful” he said breathy.

You felt the coil in your stomach break almost like a damn breaking. You felt a rush of heat and pleasure as you came. “Jungkook!” You moaned loudly him riding out your high before pulling out. He quickly grabbed an old shirt across the room. He pumped once and let out the throatiest moan as he came.

He looked at you both of you catching your breath he pulled you close and kissed you lovingly. “Hey! I’m home guys! We’re are you?” Jungkook franticly pulled away. “Shit Taes back!” You said his eyes wide you fixed your skirt and jungkook fixed his pants.

“Here” he gave you your controller and started the game. A few seconds later Tae came into the room “there you two are! Have you been playing all day?” He asked sitting beside Jungkook. He looked at him for a second “damn she must be winning cause your face is beat red.” He chuckled and Jungkook and you just looked at each other and laughed.

princebishi  asked:

I dunno, it's 2:30am here and maybe this is a bad idea but I can't sleep so hell I'll send a message. Hi Wil Wheaton, what's a depressed guy to do when he needs to apply to jobs but is scared that he can't handle the rejections that will happen, or the inevitable chipping away of his self esteem, that is only made worse by being trans and not passing very well. (I know you can't help with that last part, but again, it's 2:30am, and my brain is not working very well.)

I can’t help you with that last part, but I want you to know that I see you and I love you for who you are. My friend, Robyn, is the co-founder of mytranshealth, and maybe that’s a good starting point to connect with a support network? I’m so sorry if it’s massively inappropriate for me to suggest that. 

But the first part? Maybe I can help a little bit? Being rejected sucks, and it hurts. In my life and work (I’ve tried and not always succeeded to separate the two) I’ve worked very hard to remind myself that it’s never personal when I don’t get a job. It sure feels like it, though, and getting up to try again after I’ve been rejected is always hard.

In The Nerdist Way, Hardwick tells us that our brains try to protect us, and they try to stop us from taking chances because if we don’t take the chance, we can’t be disappointed or hurt. Our brains are trying to do us a kindness, but they actually aren’t helping, so we have to make the deliberate choice to tell our brains to back off and take care of other stuff.

That is so much easier said than done, but the only way we can get used to it is by practicing it.

Also, 2:30 in the morning is one of those parts of the day when everything feels much worse or much better than it actually is. I’ve reblogged a thing here a few times that reminds us to go for a walk, to get into a change of clothes, to eat a good meal, to do things that we maybe aren’t doing, because doing those things breaks the cycle of depression. You can’t do that at 2:30 in the morning, really, but if you feel like you’re not going to go to sleep anyway, maybe take a nice hot shower? Make a cup of tea and sit down with a book you like, or an episode of a show that you like? I’ve been listening to audiobooks on Spotify when I need my brain to fuck off and let me sleep. I’ve heard the first chapter of The Metamorphosis for like five days in a row, and that guy’s voice is great at soothing me to sleep. The recordings come from LibreVox, so maybe you can find something there?

I feel like I’m not being as helpful as I’d like to be. I want to reveal a great secret that makes it all so much easier, but the truth is that everything worth doing is hard, and You from the Future will be so grateful to You From Now because You From Now faced the fear and accepted the challenge of risking the rejection so you could find employment for Future You.

I really hope some of this helps. Maybe someone else on Tumblr has better words of comfort or wisdom to share? I’d love it if you’d check in with me, and let me know how you’re doing, whenever you’re ready.

Misfire [Chapter 1]

Summary: The four times Bucky tries to ask you out and fails.

Warnings: couple of swear words, that’s all!

a/n: I’ve got two parts scheduled for Friday and Saturday, then the next two updates are only next week!

The Scent

Ever since you had been assigned to the world’s mightiest dorks superheroes, it had been evident to everyone that you were the light of James Buchanan Barnes’ life. 

The man practically turned into someone else around you, with soft smiles and longing stares, paired with the subtlest (not really) heart eyes. 

“Why don’t you just ask her out on a date?” Steve questioned, leaning his chin on his palm.

“I can’t just ask her out! She deserves so much more,” Bucky argued. “Plus, she’s too good for me.” His voice quietened as he proceeded to once again belittle himself.

Steve sighed. “We’ve been over this before, Buck. You’re just the same as everyone here, even Y/N. Why don’t you take a chance and ask her out? She’s just as infatuated with you as you are with her.”

“I wouldn’t be too sure of that,” Tony quipped as he strolled into the adjoined kitchen. “He basically goes mushy whenever she’s in the same room. She’s got him wrapped around her finger.”

“I am not!” Bucky protested indignantly, heat creeping up his neck.

“You kinda are,” Steve admitted, earning a glare from Bucky, which soon morphed into a look of defeat.

“How do I ask her to dinner?” He finally gave in, alternating looks between Tony and Steve.

“Why don’t you buy her flowers or something? It’s always a nice gesture,” Steve said thoughtfully as Bucky’s ears perked up. 

“Maybe I’ll do that. Thanks Steve! Fuck you Tony!” he shouted gleefully before sprinting away as the latter exclaimed a ‘Hey!’, offended.

Bucky scratched the back of his neck, stopping outside your room. His nervous, sweaty palms grasped a bouquet of flowers he thought you’d like.

He let out an exhale as he raised his fist, knocking on the door thrice before dropping his hand. 

A moment later, the door opened to reveal your radiant smile as he swallowed thickly and forced himself to give you a smile back. 

“H-hey Y/N.”

“Oh hey Bucky.” You smile widened as you opened the door a little more. You were in sweats and a t-shirt since it was your day off, and the sounds of a movie played from your room.

“I, uh, I brought you some flowers,” he stammered, pushing his wrist forward as you caught sight of the beautiful bunch.

“They’re gorgeous!” you exclaimed, letting go of the door to accept them. As your fingers brushed against his for less than a second, Bucky could swear he felt electricity jolt up his arm.

“Do you like them?” he asked anxiously, his hands making its way to the back of his neck again in a fit of nerves.

“I love them.” You grinned, taking a big whiff of them, inhaling the scent.

“That’s good.” He laughed nervously, stalling the conversation.

“Not that these aren’t lovely or anything, but why’d you suddenly bring me these?” you asked, frowning when your nose twitched uncomfortably. That’s new.

“I, um, I thought that you’d like them and, uh,-” He tried desperately to just throw it out there, but was suddenly interrupted by a large sneeze.

You rubbed your nose as you sniffed, looking at him apologetically. “I’m sorry, what were you saying?”

“I thought that maybe, uh, maybe you’d-” 


His eyebrows shot up in surprise as you looked annoyed.

“I’m sure I haven’t caught a cold, I don’t know why I’m sneezing. I’m so sorry Bucky, go on.” You felt terrible for interrupting him again, but that didn’t stop you from sneezing again.

And again.

And again.

“Are you okay?” Bucky’s eyebrows furrowed together in concern.

“I don’t know what’s going on- achoo!” You broke off your own sentence to much of your annoyance.

Bucky examined you carefully until his gaze dropped to the flowers clutched in your hands. Almost immediately his eyes widened in horror.

You followed his stare until you looked at the bouquet, realisation dawning on you. “Oh.”

“Are you… are you allergic to flowers?” he asked in shock, feeling immensely guilty.

“Not that I know of- achoo!” You wanted to jump off a cliff. “I guess it’s only this type. I’ve never seen them before.”

“Oh God, I’m- I’m so sorry, I-I didn’t know-” ‘Shit, shit, shit, shit’ was the only thing running through his head at that moment. How does one royally fuck up flowers?!

“You didn’t know, how is it your fault? Even I didn’t know.” You couldn’t help but laugh at his horrified expression, cutting your sentence off with another sneeze.

“Sh-should I get you you something, like a tablet or soup or something?” The poor guy didn’t know what to do. He couldn’t ask you out after giving you an allergy you didn’t even know about!

“I’ll be fine.” You giggled, rubbing your nose. 

“Should I take them away?” He gestured awkwardly to the flowers, not knowing how to be helpful.

“As much as I don’t want to part with them, I think you should.” You stretched them back to him as he took it with a drop of his shoulders, jumping when you sneezed again.

“Thank you though, Bucky. They’re really beautiful.” You tried to make him feel better about his unfortunate situation.

“I’lll leave you alone now. I hope you feel better soon, Y/N. I’m so sorry.” He smiled wearily back at you as he turned on his heel, trudging away disappointedly.

“She rejected you?” Tony blabbered with a mouth full of apple.

“I gave her a fucking allergy,” he said miserably making Tony choke on his food as he gasped for air.

“How’d you manage to fuck up flowers?”

“I have no idea.”

Chapter 2


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