i-need-to-go-shopping

  • me: i want a significant other
  • person: but you're aromantic!
  • me: by significant other i mean a person i care about deeply and who i can trust with my life and watch movies with and live in a nice apartment one day with cute cat decorations on the shelves and get hugs from if i need them and go shopping with a significant other doesn't need to be inherently romantic
Cooking Prompts

- You don’t know how to cook more than ramen so I’m trying to teach you but all you have to eat is ramen and a single carrot. How are you alive?

- I needed you to go grocery shopping for me because I love to cook but you have no clue what you’re doing. Also, how do you not know what a radish is? Have you been living under a rock or?

- You are an amazing cook and just watched me eat microwave popcorn for all 3 meals today and I think you’re going to punch me.

- You just made what you think is a really easy dish but I’m actually crying at how good it is. No, I’m fine, I’m just in love with your cooking so much. Please, will you make me more food in the future?

- For my birthday you bought me 3 different cookbooks and I get the hint. You want me to actually make food for once. But dude, it’s hard and takes time to do that.

- We’ve stayed home all day so neither of us have changed but when you started cooking you put on an apron. Now I just realized you are in fact naked wearing a apron and wow you just made cooking sexy.

- “I tried to make you a birthday cake but it completely flopped so now your cake is just a plate of marshmallows. I’m sorry.”

- “I forgot that you’re allergic to (insert food) and I accidentally put some in your meal. Now our dinner date is spent at the hospital.”

- “We’re trying to cook a nice meal together but I’m really clumsy so I dropped everything on the ground. So now we’re eating pizza and watching movies together.”

Take My Hand

Bucky Barnes x Reader

Warnings: Fluff, Past Abuse (only mentioned no graphic detail)

A/N: So I wasn’t sure if you wanted smut or fluff but given the past abuse, I opted to make it fluff. It is kind of long. Hope you enjoy it!


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Costume Party (Peter Parker X Reader

Pairing: Peter Parker X Reader

Requested: nope

Warnings: N/A

Word Count: 870

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“A costume party in August? Who does that?” I ask staring at the poster advertising the back to school party. “Sorrell. She needed a theme. That’s what she went with. I’m okay with it. I already have a costume to wear.” my best friend Peter says examining the poster as well. “Oh my God you’re not go wear your-” I say looking wide eyes at him. “NO no no no no no! Not that costume.” He says, shaking his head, his beautiful brown eyes wide. “I have one too. I think I have an old Halloween costume that I can make into a character….”  I say, musing. “Well the party is tomorrow at 7….are you gonna go?” He asks. “Sure why not. I won’t be able to come over before because I need to go accessory shopping.” I explain, already making a list of what i needed. “Well then I guess I’ll see you at the party. Don’t forget your costume.” Peter laughs. I smile and say “I won’t.”

It was 3 pm the next day, and I had everything I needed for the costume. Iconic white robe with hood? Check. White waist belt with silver medallions? Check. Black blaster? Check. White boots? Double check. I walked home and started on the thing that I knew would take me multiple tries to get right, the hair. Making your hair look like cinnamon buns on the side of your head is not as easy as you would think. It took me 12 tries to get my hair up and even. It looked pretty damn good if I do say so myself.  If i left now I would be about 20 minutes early, but only if traffic was kind. But who are we kidding. This is New York. Traffic is never kind. I headed downstairs and caught a cab. The party was at Sorrell’s house. She and I had been friends since the 3rd grade. She was a bit crazy but I loved her, so I knew the party would be fun. The drive was about 10 minutes but with traffic it was about 30. The whole ride there I was fidgeting with my costume. I had always been a Star Wars fan so Leia was a easy choice for me. When I got there there were a bunch of costumed kids on the lawn and visible through the windows. I paid the cab driver and walked inside the house, looking for Peter. I saw a familiar mop of brown hair through the crowd and and walked towards it. “Hey Petey!” I say, hugging him. “(Y/N) hey….. we match!” He says, studying my costume. He was dressed as Han Solo. We accidentally dressed as one of the most quoted fictional couple’s ever. Oh my god. Then I saw Ned come around the corner wearing a Chewbacca onsie, which made me burst out in laughter. “AWEEEEE my two favorite people are a couple!” He says with a huge smile. Peters eyes got wide and his mouth pursed as he shook his head slightly at Ned. I wondered what that was about for a second before I heard a song I recognized. “Pete let’s go dance!” I say grabbing his hand and pulling him towards the makeshift dance floor. We jumped around and danced like nobody was watching. A slow song came on and Peter put his hands on my waist. “(Y/N)?” He says looking into my eyes. “Yeah Petey?” I ask. “We’ve known each other for a long time. You’re one of my closest friends. And I don’t want to lose our friendship. But there is something that I’ve wanted to tell you since the 6th grade. I have a huge crush on you. It’s you, and it’s been you for a long time. And I realize that you might not like me back but I had to get that off of my chest. I love being your friend but I want more.” He says, studying my face for my reaction. I was so confused. Peter, my Peter? Likes me? “Y-you… You like me?” I stutter out. “Yes. You.” He says, starting to look nervous. “I like you too Peter. Alot.” I say, my face breaking into a smile and my heart almost erupting with joy. There were butterflies in my stomach and my cheeks were flushing. “You do?” He says with a wide dopey grin on his face. “(Y/N) will you please do me the honor of becoming my girlfriend?” Peter says, caressing my face with his hand. “Of course I will Petey.” I say. “Can I kiss you?” He asks, looking at my lips. “Yes.” I respond quickly. Peter leans down and captures my lips with his. The kiss was sweet and gentle but it set off fireworks inside my heart. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him back. Peter eventually broke the kiss and leaned his forehead against mine. “I love you.” he whispers to me. “I know.” I say, and kiss him again.

We heard the shutter sound of a camera and Ned shout “MY OTP IS DRESSED AS MY OTP.”

Peter told Ned to hush and went back to kissing me.

Before It’s Too Late (part 4)

Summary: Bucky starts dating a girl from his History of Art class. The only problem: you’re in love with him. College AU.

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Warnings: fluff and stuff

A/N: I hope ya guys like this fic so far :\\ ik it’s pretty boring.

You and Bucky were the last of your friends to leave. Staying true to your words, you came around 3 to get Bucky. The two of you went down to your car and packed up before hitting the road. The drive to your parents house was 41-45 minutes long but once you got there, you couldn’t help but smile.

“Come on.” you nod your head over to the front door.

You make sure Bucky’s behind you and when he is, you ring the doorbell repeatedly. The door is pulled open and you see your mother with a scowl on her face.

“I hate when you do that you little asshole.” she huffed and you laugh.

“Hey momma.” you let go of your suitcases and pull her into a hug.

“Hey baby, it’s so good to have you home.” she squeezes you before letting go. As she does so, her eyes trail up to Bucky who smiles.

“Hey Y/M/N.”

“Hi Bucky.” she smiled.

“Bucky’s gonna spend Christmas with us mom, there’s some family complications on his end and he had nowhere to go for the holiday.” you briefly explain, leaving out the part where his mom told him to not come home because you knew that if you told your mom she’d get on the phone real quick with Bucky’s mom.

“That’s fine.” your mother beamed. “Come on in, it’s cold outside.”

The two of you enter the house and you smile before turning to your mother. “Where’s dad?”

“Taking a shower. He was working on the car and got all dirty.”

“He’s always working on a car.” You chuckle, shaking your head.

Your mother smiles and nods upstairs. “Go and get unpacked.”

Nodding, you turn away and make it upstairs to your room.

“Here it is in all its glory!” you exclaim with a wide smile as you turn around to face Bucky.

He smiles. “Aww it’s exactly how I remembered it.” He strolls in, stopping in the middle of the room before turning to you. “Fucking ugly.”

You playfully glare at him before entering the room yourself and shutting the door. “The only ugly thing in here is you.”

“You need to get your eyes checked, doll because I’m the most beautiful human being out there.” Bucky boasted.

You scoff. “You might be the most beautiful human being out there but I’m the most gorgeous human being out there and gorgeous beats beautiful any day.”

Bucky smiles as he watched you throw your suitcase on your old bed. “I can’t argue with that now can I?”


After getting unpacked you and Bucky stood at your door, examining your childhood room.

“So,” he started. “How’s the sleeping arrangement gonna go? I was thinking you take the floor and I get the bed seeing as I am your guest for the next four weeks.”

You playfully roll your eyes. “Get off your high horse, Buck. It’s gonna be like it always has been; I get my bed and you sleep on the air up mattress. Just like when we were kids.”

“You gonna let me sleep in your bed with you, just like when we were kids?” he smirked over at you.

“I only let you sleep in my bed because you had nightmares.”

“Well what if I have nightmares again?”

“I’ll hold your hand.”

“Promise?”

You look at your friend and smile. “I promise.”

Before you could look away though, Bucky starts speaking again. “Nuh uh, we gotta seal our promise.”

“What?”

Bucky wiggles his pinky at you and you groan. “Oh my god no Bucky. Just take my word for it.”

“Gimme your pinky.”

“We stopped pinky promising in high school.”

“Give. Me. Your. Pinky.”

You let out a sigh before extending your pinky out to Bucky. You see him smile and he grabs your pinky with his. The both of you lean in and kiss your pinkies thus sealing your promise.

“There now let’s go downstairs, I’m hungry.”

“Hey,” he spoke up as the two of you left your room. “What are our plans?”

“Hmm?”

“While we’re here. What’re we gonna do? We’re gonna be here for four weeks.”

“Oh!” you exclaim. “Well the gang is gonna go to Wanda’s moms place for Christmas so that’s where we’ll be after we open presents here of course.”

“Oh yeah, I need to go Christmas shopping. So far all I got is socks for Steve and some book about planets for Bruce.”

You snort. “Nice present for the man you’ve been friends with for your entire life.”

“Steve won’t mind. He loves socks.”


After eating dinner you helped your mom clean up while Bucky talked with your dad in the living room.

“So.. are you two…” your mother trailed off and you groan.

“Oh my god does everyone know about my feelings towards that man?”

Your mother chuckles. “Hey, a mother knows her daughter.”

You roll your eyes. “Well, if you must know, no we aren’t… together. Bucky has a girlfriend and-“

Your mother gasps. “He what?! Are you serious?”

“Unfortunately.”

There was a pause before: “Is she ugly?”

“Mom!”

“What! I just wanna know.”

“Oh my god.” You chuckle. “She’s very nice and very pretty which sucks. I can’t find a single reason to hate her.”

“Here’s a reason; she’s with Bucky.”

You let out a laugh at her response. “That’s what Pepper told me.”

“Who’s Pepper?”

“This girl that Tony is madly in love with. She’s great, you have to meet her sometime.”

The two of you finish and your mother turns to you. “Hey… Bucky’s missing out on one hell of a girl.”

You smile and shake your head before pulling your mother into a hug. You stay in her embrace for a bit before pulling away and sighing.

“Alright well I’m gonna go to sleep. Got a lot of Christmas shopping to do for my friends.”

“What about me?”

“Is my love and affection not enough?” you question, making your way to the kitchen door.

“No.”

“Oh my god mom, you ask for too much.” You playfully groan.

“I didn’t say that when I had to feed you and change your nasty ass diapers and take you to the emergency room when you fractured your arm and-“

“Okay, okay,okay! Present. Got it.”

Your mother smiles. “Thank you! I love you!”

You leave the kitchen and shake your head. Upon entering the living room, Bucky looks over at you and you smile.

“I’m gonna head to bed now. I’ve got Christmas shopping to do for like twelve people.” You say and Bucky nods, standing up.

“I should go to sleep too.” He announced before turning to your dad. “Tomorrow. You. Me. I’ll show you how to play darts like a real badass.”

Your dad laughs and shakes his head. “You’re on.”

After saying goodnight the two of you head up to your room and quickly air up the mattress beside your bed. You hand him a pillow and some blankets before settling down in your own bed. The two of you lay facing the ceiling before you shift so that your laying on your side now facing Bucky.

“Hey.”

Bucky turns on his side. “Hey.”

“Can I ask you something?”

“You can ask me anything.”

Bucky’s face is illuminated by the light of the moon shining through your window and you can’t help but mentally acknowledge how utterly beautiful he looks.

“Why didn’t you go home with Kristen? I thought she was the one?” you throw in the last part to ease the tension.

Bucky chuckled. “I say that about every girl I meet.”

“No kidding.”

Bucky slaps your arm.

“No but uh, I dunno why. I didn’t think to ask, really. After the conversation with my mom I was a bit down. I was gonna just stay at the apartment.” He says and you nod, staying quiet. “Plus, I don’t know if she’s the one.”

This peaks your interest and your eyes widen. “What?”

“I just… I dunno. Isn’t it a bit too early to decide if she’s the one? I mean I like her and all but isn’t it too early?”

You chuckle lightly. “You’re asking the wrong person, buddy.”

“Oh yeah, I forgot you suck.”

You nod. “Suck and swallow.”

Bucky makes a face and laughs.

“That’s sacred information, my dear friend. Keep it to yourself.” You add.

“Well it’s a good thing I like women who suck and swallow.” his fingers trailed up and down your arm and you swat them away.

“Ewwww.”

Bucky laughs as you turn and face your back to him. He gets comfortable himself and lets out a sigh. “Goodnight, Y/N.”

You smile. “Goodnight, Bucky.”


A/N: the readers mom is based off my momma. She’s pretty cool… don’t tell her I said that. Anyways as always it is late so I shall edit this when I wake up. I hope ya enjoyed this part and tell me what ya think!

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C'est toi (It's You)

Context: Adrien as a kid meets ancient Chinese Ladybug. It’s just an idea I can’t get out of my head, lol.

When Adrien arrived in China with his father, he didn’t expect it to be a big deal. His father was always searching for inspiration from different countries - just last year, they had visited Ireland.

Beijing was cool and breezy, and although the smog was a little strong, it was a beautiful city, with bright lights and cool statues. Adrien was glad he could understand bits and pieces of the rapid-fire Mandarin the locals spoke - despite learning it for two years, it was difficult to grasp.

His father glanced back at him. “Adrien, could you stay here for a while? I need to go inside the pottery shop, but the pottery pieces are very fragile and I do not want you to break anything.”

Adrien blinked in confused disappointment but lingered at the door of the shop. He wished he’d chosen to stay with his mother at the hotel instead of whining to go outside.

He sat on the sidewalk and looked around. There were many red candles on the roads and food piled up randomly nearby. He didn’t understand why. Wouldn’t it attract rats?

There was a soft sound of footsteps. Adrien glanced up to see a Chinese woman in red robes like a martial artist, her blue hair in a neat bun. She wore a spotted mask. Adrien wondered if she was a cosplaying supehero. How cool was that?

The woman sat next to him. “Hello,” she said in perfect French. “Do you mind if I sit here?”

“No, you’re cool,” he said happily. “Are you a superhero? What’s your name? I’m Adrien!”

She smiled at him. “My name is Xing Wu. Is China a nice place for you?”

He nodded. “It’s very měi lì,” he pronounced carefully, the Mandarin words for ‘pretty’. “Like you!”

Xing Wu looked pleasantly surprised. “That’s sweet of you, Adrien. Do you know why we put the joss sticks and food on the roads?”

He shook his head. “What are joss sticks?”

“They’re the ones that look like candles,” she explained patiently. “It’s part of the Hungry Ghost Festival.”

Adrien shivered. “Ghosts? Aren’t they scary?”

“They won’t bother you if you treat them nicely. That’s why we put food and joss sticks, to fulfil their hunger.”

That was when he noticed the translucency of the Chinese woman, her outline faint and glowing. “You…you’re a ghost?”

Xing Wu shrugged. “Yes, I am. But not like the others. Someday, Adrien, you will experience a great loss. But with that loss, comes a calling. And you must stand by her.”

“Who is she?” Adrien asked. He definitely should’ve been more scared of a ghost than he was, but this one seemed so nice that he felt perfectly safe.

“You’ll know. I am her ancestor.”

“Ancestor?”

“It means I’m her family from a long time ago.”

“Adrien, who are you talking to?” His father asked, standing next to him. “Get up, we’re going back to the hotel.”

The ghost bowed to him. “We will meet again when you see her. Á plus tard, Adrien.”

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“I…I’m super clumsy. Sorry.”

Chat Noir stared at her curiously. The blue hair, her eyes, the spotted mask….

“And you must stand by her.”

He smiled a little. “Don’t sweat it, clumsy girl. I’m new at this too.”

In the distance, there was a loud crash, possibly Stoneheart wrecking the city.

“H-hey!” The girl said nervously. “Where are you going?”

Chat Noir grinned at her. “To save Paris, of course. Are you coming?”

Fun fact: I named Ladybug Xing Wu, which in Mandarin Chinese would be 幸武, the words meaning “lucky” and “of war” respectively. (Totally not taking the liberty of me flaunting my being Chinese.) The Hungry Ghost Festival is a legit thing too, but since I don’t live in China, it may be inaccurate and I apologise in advance. I’m also not Buddhist or Taoist, so, double inaccuracy. Anyhow, leave me feedback if you want to say anything! Thanks!