if you like drinking watch his shows

Dating Yoogi

Even though Yoongi seems like a grumpy grandpa, he is the best guy to you. Dating him includes:

-chill dates like going out to eat or drink

-he would be clingy af when your guy friends are around. He would put his arm around you, give you unexpected kisses on the cheeks and while watching them jealously

-buuut with the other members he’d be super chill and happy that you get along well

-let’s you play with his hair cause he secretly likes it but will never admit it

-he’s the super hype boyfriend who supports all of your decisions and cheers for you

-’Look at her, that’s my girlfirend!!!’

-plays piano for you

-your opinion on his works is very important to him

-facetimes you at 3am to show you his new songs and hear your voice

-’Call me oppa again’

-doesn’t really like it when you steal his clothes but also likes how you look in them

-he needs his quiet time where you just watch something or let him work

-’wanna come over and nap?’

-always has to smile when you do cute or embarrassing relationship stuff

NOW IT GETS DIRRRTY:

-innocent kisses lead to makeout sessions

-quite kinky sex 

-That tongue technologie is on point

-eyecontact while eating you out 

-DOMINANT

-isn’t the vocal type except grunts and dirty talk

-make up sex

-loves you in sexy lingerie 

-cocky and confident

-spanking that ass

-handcuffs 

-Daddy kink



Forgive me father for I have sinned… Hope you like it!

I just had this idea and I’m fucking crying laughing

The Avengers plus Pepper and Rhodey on the red carpet leading up to the annual Maria Stark Foundation gala, answering questions, telling people what they’re wearing, posing for pictures, making nice with the paparazzi. And then it Happens.

“So who are you going home with tonight, Mr. Stark?” some asshole calls out, smiling cheekily.

And Tony’s smile goes from sincere to brittle, and every other interviewer and paparazzo vows to murder this asshole, because Tony’s going to clam up now, give snarky answers–

“He’s going home with me,” Pepper says sweetly, curling her arm around his.

“No, he’s going home with me,” Natasha replies, smug, and curls her arm around Tony’s free one.

“Sorry, ladies,” Bucky drawls, wrapping his arms around Tony’s waist and drawing him away from them. “He’s going home with me.”

“Nay, friend Barnes!” Thor booms, pulling Tony away from him. “Anthony will be accompanied home by me!”

Steve doesn’t even bother saying anything, just punches Thor in the solar plexus and steals Tony from him. Steve has, of course, started a brawl, because that’s always what he’s been best at, even when he was tiny and asthmatic. Even Pepper joins in, using the chain of her purse to try and strangle Bucky (which he admits was not all for show later).

“Let’s go inside,” Bruce suggests, a little green around the edges, and ushers Tony along the carpet.

Rhodey curls his arm around Tony’s shoulders as he steps into the building. “But you’re going home with me, right?”

Tony’s smile is tremulous. “Rhodey~”

“Go home and drink wine from a box and watch shitty movies on the sci-fi channel?” Rhodey nudges Bruce with his elbow. “You can come too, Bruce, we like to bitch about the science.”

“That sounds–nice,” Bruce offers.

(The rest of the Avengers and Pepper, bedraggled and bruised, straggle into the Tower later that night to see that Bruce is drunkenly crying into his hands “that’s not how this works, that’s not how any of this works” as Tony and Rhodey howl with laughter over Piranhaconda and how fake the fish-snake looks.)

Suga Daddy: Part 8

Suga Daddy: 8

Word count: 8.3k

Genre/Warnings: angst, dirty talk, language 

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader

Summary: Yoongi tells you about his past but is terrified of how you’ll take it.

This came a little early than expected. Anyway, enjoy and thanks for reading.

Parts: {playlist} one | two | three | four | five | six | seven 

Everything felt like it was playing out and slow-motion and all you were doing was twirling the flowers in your hand. You were nauseated and your mind was racing with every possible scenario. You knew that Yoongi couldn’t have a squeaky clean record. Especially with his attitude and the way he talked to you sometimes. For some reason you still loved him, despite that.

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got7 as boyfriends

mark:
- the shy squish who’s not so shy around you.
- “are you alright babe?”
- he would make sure you’re eating well and that you’re always positive
- he would offer you his oversized shirts (it was big on him too) and would somehow never get it back
- kisses on the lips & hugs from behind
- sudden “I love you’s”
- driving you around while playing his kind of music (hip hop)
- always smiling because of you
- feeds you ramen
- intense eye contact

jackson:

- the clingy and jealous boyfriend
- he forces you to eat organic foods only and peers at you when he notices something unhealthy
- grabs your butt & boobs jokingly
- literally always following behind you never shutting up
- massages after a stressful long day
- the best of the best dates
- cringey aegyo which you find adorable sometimes
- takes care of you like a baby & spoils you in unnecessary gifts
- doesn’t like other men talking to you
- never fails to make you laugh

jinyoung:

- the intelligently sexy boyfriend
- offers you to read like he does to expand the mind
- shares his coffee with you
- always teasing and being mean to you as a joke
- stares with a death glare at other men who dare to look in your direction
- neck kisses that drives you insane
- showers together
- takes you on classy dates
- sips wine proudly while watching you open your tons of gifts from the shopping mall (get it)
- “I’m so glad you’re mine.”

jaebum:

- the hot boyfriend that has other girls’ boyfriends questioning themselves
- cooks for you all the time
- corners you or grips you when you do something he doesn’t approve of
- dominant
- always smirking and admiring you
- though you’re his, he still doesn’t like when you eat his fried chicken
- picks you up
- doesn’t allow you to talk to other men
- “you’re mine and mine only.”
- butt grabs

youngjae:

- the adorable cutie pie boyfriend
- short but innocent pecks all over your face
- always laughing loudly which makes you laugh
- pinches your face constantly as he showers you in compliments
- attempts English
- aegyo which is always cute
- always snuggling or holding you
- “we’re together forever!”
- both lovers & best friends
- dates to theme parks

bambam:

- the fancy pimp boyfriend
- always showing off his long legs to you
- inhumane screaming at random times
- makes you wonder why you’re with this dork
- buys you a 60,000 dollar watch
- your wardrobe is full of things you’re too broke to afford
- drinks wine with you at the Eiffel Tower
- cringey as ever
- always being sexual like a middle schooler
- dirty jokes & inside jokes you both only get

yugyeom:

- the giant cute boyfriend
- always praising you
- smiles and blushes just at the sight of you
- his clothes looks like dresses when he lets you wear them
- major height difference (depending)
- gives you things you can’t reach
- lap dances
- always teasing you
- “I’m always yours”

Extra Sugar

Originally posted by somethingincrediblyright

Requested: By myself honestly, but this is also my (pretty late) fic for Day 1 of the Hamilton Write-A-Thon, hosted by @hamwriters (thank you!!)

Pairings: Lin-Manuel Miranda x Reader

Summary: The Reader works in a coffee shop, and she feels a bit territorial about her favorite customer  {Coffee Shop AU}

Warnings: I don’t think so

Word Count: 1,285

A/N: I hope that you guys like this, I was super unsure about it until @secretschuylersister was the sweetest person ever and read it for me. Sorry that this is being posted so late, I was traveling yesterday. 

Your customer was back.

Saying that felt unfair, but you couldn’t help but smile every time he came back. Most of the time, he looked even more worse for wear than he had the last time. His hair was constantly disheveled, the bags under his eyes were worrying, and it looked like he owned one sweatshirt that he might have lived in. And somehow, he seemed genuinely happy to be there.

And when you were working with Corrine, he was one of the few people that was able to pull you out of the sour mood that you inevitably fell into after working with her for more than a few hours. You had opened that day, all by yourself. It wasn’t like you were scheduled that way, either. A few minutes after the morning rush, Corrine waltzed in. She looked well rested and pleasant. It took everything that you had in you not to choke her out.

Lin was making his way up to the counter, and you had already started his two shots of espresso.

“Hello, sir. Can I help you with anything?” You glanced behind you to see Corrine actually attempting to help a customer. But something felt off. She was leaning too far over the counter, and her voice sounded more like a purr than a barista helping a customer.

You mouthed his order to yourself as he responded. “Vanilla latte with a double shot, please.”

“Of course, I’ll just get that started for you.” Corrine said, tapping a few buttons on the register before rushing over to where you were putting the finishing touches on his drink.

“I’ll get this one.” She said, making it sound like she was doing you a favor by taking credit for your work. You watched her in disbelief as she handed Lin the cup, holding onto his hand for a few more seconds than really necessary and then stood watching him make his way out of the shop.

You sighed to yourself, thinking that at least she wasn’t going to show up this early two days in a row.

You were sadly mistaken when you arrived to work the next morning to find Corrine behind the counter. Not only had she beaten you there, but she was sitting behind the counter doing no actual work.

“Hey!” She called, head snapping up from her phone when she heard the door open.

You chose to simply smile in return, not wanting to add fuel to the fire.

“So tell me, who was that man who’s order you knew by heart yesterday?” You held your breath, hoping to allow yourself at least a few seconds to calm down. “Because he is going to ask me out if it’s the last thing he does.”

You fought to keep the confused expression off of your face. Somehow, you felt more hurt than annoyed. Usually you rolled your eyes at Corrine’s antics, but this time felt different.

Oh God. You liked him. And somehow you had managed to be completely oblivious until Corrine wanted him. Typical.

“I don’t know much about him.” You said, taking off your coat and tying your apron around your waist. “His name is Lin-Manuel and he likes extra sugar in his coffee, even if he is a little bit embarrassed to ask for it.” You realized Corrine was barely even paying attention to you anymore, so you chose to stop talking, allowing silence to fill the room again.

“Well then, I guess that I will just have to take it upon myself to do some investigating.” Corrine said, tapping away at her phone.

You struggled through the morning rush, Corrine lounging in the back room while you somehow managed to spill not one but two cups of coffee on yourself.

By the time that Lin walked through the door, you were looking a bit worse for wear. “Hello!” you called, still feeling a sense of relief when he walked through the door. He fixed you with his blinding smile before making his way to the counter. “Vanilla latter with a double shot, right?”

His eyebrows drew together, confusion clouding his features. “You know my order?”

The blush was nearly instantaneous. “It is kind of my job to know your order.”

“Most people don’t bother, I guess.” He shrugged, and you were more than happy to let the subject drop.

Before you could say anything else, Corrine sat a cup of coffee in front of him. “It’s on the house.” She said, winking at him. You noticed a phone number scrolled along the side. Your heart suddenly felt a bit less fluttery, the butterflies abandoning their home in your stomach.

“Oh, well thanks!” He said, fixing her with a grin before grabbing the coffee and heading out of the shop.

“I think that my work here is done.” Corrine laughed, slipping on a coat and throwing her bag over her shoulder.

“You are scheduled for another four hours today.” You said meekly, gesturing to the cork board where the owner posted your schedules.

“I have to get ready for my date with Lin tonight.” She was talking to you like she was explaining a perfectly simple concept to a child.

“He already asked you out?” You were fighting not to feel defeated, but the doubt was swallowing you whole.

“No, but I’m sure that he will now that he has my number.” And just like that, she was gone.

Even though you were left alone for the foreseeable future, the morning rush was over and it would be nice to have some time to yourself. You had just begun to gather up the dishes left over from that morning when the bell over the door rang.

He was back.

You struggled to find words as he approached the counter, but they were all getting caught in your throat.

“I’m really sorry, I don’t usually do this sort of thing, but this is the worst cup of coffee that I have ever had in my entire life.” Lin said, chuckling. He sat the latte on the counter, shoving his hands in his pockets sheepishly.

“I can honestly say that I have never seen Corrine make a latte in the entire time that I have worked here, so that doesn’t sound very farfetched to me.” You tossed the cup into the trash can, starting two new shots of espresso for him.

“So that was her number on the cup then?” He asked. You might have just been projecting, but it almost sounded like he was disappointed.

“Yeah… sorry if she made you uncomfortable. Corrine can be a bit entitled at times.” You poured the espresso in the cup and gathered up all of the materials that you would need to steam his milk.

“I wasn’t uncomfortable with her giving me her number, but I might have been hoping that a different girl had written her’s down as well.”

“I- I think that we might be able to work something out.” Your heart was going insane, but you felt like you were going to float away. You added the vanilla and some extra sugar to his latte, scrolling your name and your phone number on the side of the cup.

“I’ll see you later.” Lin said, accepting the latte and taking a large sip.

“I haven’t agreed to anything yet.” You called after him.

“I have confidence.” He laughed, giving you one last smile before pushing the door open.

You got a text message a few minutes later. It was from an unknown number, but you knew exactly who had sent it.

From: Unknown Number

Can I pick you up around seven? I promise we can go for something other than coffee! :D

Rebound

Stripper!JB au. Moodboard by @baebae-goodnight.

Word Count: 3.9k.

This ones for the Jaebooty chat ladies. You’re welcome. @suhotrashanon @kimnamwho @chanyeolandthebananas @the-porcelain-doll-xo.

Caution: Smut ahead.


Bright lights and loud music overloaded your senses as you sat in the crowd of screaming women. This wasn’t your scene and you had no desire to be here considering all that had happened the past few days. But your friends had managed to convince you this was the best way to get over your cheating ex. So here you were at ladies night at the local strip club many drinks later with a bag full of $1 bills. 

As you sipped your drink as you watched the show, one dancer catching your eye. You tried to push away your wicked thoughts but the alcohol had made you weak to the sweaty shirtless dancer. The way he moved his hips and licked his lips filled your mind with sinful possibilities. It didn’t help that he was constantly in your sight like, it was like he was trying to gain your attention. 

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ASTRO D.STORE Head-Canon

Originally posted by winwintheicecreamhoe


Alright alright let’s do this! This is gonna be relatively short and concise~ Depending on the love that this gets I could possibly make longer individual ones about each boy. So let’s get to it~

Admin Tae💚



Park Jinwoo///JinJin

Originally posted by jinjin

  • Obviously the leader of D.Store (Probably the owners son therefore the manager of the shop)
  • Went to school with the boys and got them their jobs (after months of begging)
  • Silent heartthrob that everyone eventually falls for
  • “They come for the pretty face but stay for the strong guy behind the counter”
  • “Hyung some of these girls are taller than you”
  • No one questioned Jinwoo’s authority after the boys showed up to work the next day and Sanha was in a soda bottle costume
  • Highly recommends the green soda
  • On the rare occasion you don’t see him behind the counter he is probably in the office with/on the phone with his father or older brother
  • Silently watches the customers and tells Myungjun or Sanha about people that look like they need some cheering up
  • Will sometimes give out a free drink or slice of cake to lighten someone’s day


Kim Myungjun///MJ

Originally posted by winwintheicecreamhoe

  • The waiter DJ of D.Store
  • Grew up with Jinwoo so getting a job was a no-brainer
  • “Ayo JinJin.”
  • “Hyung please., you made that nickname when we were like 7. When we’re at work I’m your boss.”
  • “wHeN wE’rE aT wOrK i’M yOuR bOsS.” Jinwoo threatens to put him in the soda bottle costume next
  • Always greeting customers with a smile and a bubbly giggle
  • “Hey I suggest the orange soda… It tastes like orange.”
  • If he sees a person crying or someone that looks generally unhappy/upset he’ll sit in their booth and talk to them until they smile or laugh
  • Tells all the girls to call him MJ Oppa, makes new customers promise to come back.
  • If you don’t see him upon walking into the store he’s probably in the back sneaking food or causing trouble to one of the other boys


Lee Dongmin///Cha Eunwoo

Originally posted by wonwoosvt

  • The pretty face greeter, brings people into the store
  • The boys always make fun of him for having to go outside and invite the shy admirers in
  • Likes to turn the open and close sign
  • Opens the bottles in front of the tables
  • “It’s for effect, plus they seem to like it.”
  • “That’s because 1. they think you’re cute hyung. and 2. You giggle every time the bottle pops.”
  • Likes to keep the outside of the store clean (with the help of Sanha who likes to plant everything)
  • Low-key the mom of the boys, always reminds them of their shifts and such.
  • It got to the point where Jinwoo promoted him to shift manager
  • When he first started he broke at least 5 bottles/glasses a day out of nervousness


Moon Bin///Moonbin

Originally posted by fallen-haunted-to-the-truth

  • Also a Waiter at the store, but he tends to stay in the bakery portion of the shop
  • Dongmin met him in physics class and told Jinwoo about him, He started out as the cook but immediately got replaced when they learned he in fact could not cook
  • He tends to make random noises when he’s off in his world and that’s what makes him attractive to the customers (The cute quirky type)
  • Handles all the orders and puts them out for Myungjun or Dongmin
  • Always greets customers with a shy smile that makes them swoon
  • Steals sweets on the job and gets yelled at by Jinwoo and Minhyuk
  • “Hyung!! Did you eat a slice of that Red Velvet cake that I literally JUST put out.” Bin would have the most shocked look on his face while customers giggle because you can see the slight red on his hands and shirt and there’s even a stray crumb or two on his face
  • “Pssh what no. I learned my lesson Minhyuk.” The girls would think it’s cute and invite him over to eat cake with them too.
  • Always fights with Dongmin over who turns the sign but gives up because Dongmin gives him puppy dog eyes.
  • Makes 60% of the mess in the store (although sometimes he is taking the fall for Sanha)



Park Minhyuk///Rocky

Originally posted by jashkook

  • Bus Boy/Cook/Store Entertainer Supreme
  • Actually started out as a bus boy but still cleans tables anyways
  • He got to be the cook after a busy rush came in and Jinwoo started to panic. Minhyuk just hopped into the kitchen and whipped out 5 batches of cookies and cakes like nothing
  • “Actually hyung, they come for the pretty face and stay for the cute cook”
  • Wanted to wear a kiss the cook apron to work but got scolded by mom Dongmin
  • The boys discovered he could dance after he danced around to clean up after closing one night You know like he was pushing the broom while dancing and shit (like another cinderella story with Selena Gomez) That night they also discovered Minhyuk could sing and rap
  • His nickname becomes Store Entertainer Supreme (After being changed from Disney Dude) because he always sings/raps the order and such (also the occasional Disney medley)
  • Jinwoo payed his first term to go to a dance company because he saw so much potential
  • Sometimes falls asleep on the job but Jinwoo lets it go because he knows how hard Minhyuk works.
  • One time he flipped the open sign before Dongmin could and he refused to look in Minhyuk’s direction for a week


Yoon Sanha///Sanha

Originally posted by youkostuff

  • Sanha is the store baby gardener and waiter, also the stores mascot
  • Everyone loves his bubbly personality and that’s why Jinwoo allowed him to work there at such a young age
  • Gets babied by everyone, customers, workers, delivery people. Everyone
  • Likes to plant the flowers and fauna outside the shop “Because it makes it look magical and like a secret getaway.”
  • “Sanha you’re literally 6″ “6 foot, how’s the weather down there short stack?”
  • The boys have never seen Sanha run from someone so fast then he did in that moment from Jinwoo
  • Whines about the girls pinching his cheeks and calling him cute but secretly loves the attention
  • Once cried because Minhyuk accidently stepped on his new sunflower seeds “But they weren’t even growing yet.” “STILL YOU STEPPED ON MY CHILDREN.”
  • Once stole a cookie from the pan and Bin took the fall for him. Minhyuk found out and Sanha came to work the next day to see every single flower ripped out and un-color coordinated
  • Hates to see customers unhappy and vows to give every customer a flower and won’t let them go until he sees a smile.

wow okay that was a lot of fun and much less work than writing an actual scenario! I hope you enjoyed and if anyone liked it and wants more let me know!!

~Admin Tae💚

“Caught Up” (Yugyeom Smut)

Originally posted by wonshu

Title: Caught Up

Featuring: Yugyeom (GOT7) X Noona Reader

POV: 2nd

Rating: NC-17

Summary: After giving Yugyeom an eyeful of your slinky undergarments, you use the incident as fodder to tease him, but the tease might have gone too far this time.

Requested by anon! I don’t know why it took me so long to finish this, but here we go!


“Noooona.”

That sing-songy voice rang out across the room and sent a cringe through your body. You absolutely hated when Yugyeom called you that, even though it was accurate. You were older than him, sure, but he had a way of teasing you about it that dug at you. You wanted to wipe that stupid smirk off his face when he said it.

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Isak giggles as Even points the phone at him and snaps a picture of his beautiful figure right now in this moment lying in their bed with his blonde hair tousled against the pillows and his smile so radiant it sends chills up Even’s spine. 

“Eveeeeen stop it” Isak whines through his squeaky laughter at the multiple sounds of the camera. 

“But you’re so fucking beautiful Isak” Even exclaims running his hand through Isak’s soft messy hair. 

“Nei” Isak says softly as he looks up at Even with the brightest loving eyes he has ever seen. 

Isak licks his lips before smiling intently at Even “you are the beautiful one” 

Even wraps his arm around his boyfriend and kisses his cheek while exclaiming “That’s not fair I said it first!” and snapping another photo of Isak’s glowing smile before he throws his hands up over his face and shakes his head through his joyous laughter “evvvvvi no” 

Even instead starts snapping below Isak’s face. Isak’s hands fly away from his eyes as he raises his eyebrows up at his boyfriend, with a grin still pasted on his face. “really Even?” 

Even wrapped his arm under Isak’s head and took his hand. “Okay enough hogging the camera I want to be in the picture.” 

Isak’s body shook with more laughter “you have been the one taking the photos this entire time! I haven’t been hogging!” 

Even laughed at his blonde angel before snapping a million photos of them in a row. He would have taken more if Isak hadn’t stolen the phone from him just to bring his mouth to his. 

later Even is looking through the photos when he stops and shows Isak “I like this one.” 

Isak smiles “me too. I like your smile there.” 

Even grins “you should make it your profile picture and finally get rid of that awful meme” 

Isak laughed and shook his head “nei nei nei” 

he raised his eyebrows “why not?” 

“because it is awwwwkward Even. The boys would never let me live it down. Can you imagine?” He shook his head just at the thought of all the jokes he would get from Jonas alone before getting up to get a drink. 

Even watched as he left, before going into Isak’s insta and posting the pic. 

After all he didn’t say anything about posting it on insta.. 

Pulse Part 12

Part 11

Genre: Fluff
Words: 2,280
Pairings: Bucky Barnes x Reader
Warnings: Injuries
Summary: Soulmate AU in which one’s heartbeat becomes perfectly in sync with their soulmate’s once they meet.

Originally posted by pabuthefirecat


Your eyes fluttered open to the sound of talking. It was muffled, coming from the living room, but you could clearly make out the stern and exasperated voice.

“Give her a few days to adjust- she’s exhausted and in a huge amount of pain. Then, I will give her your number.”

It was silent for a moment as you lifted your right hand to rub your tired eyes. The smell of coffee filled the hallway, giving you a certain level of inexplicable comfort and the knowledge of the time of day. Your heel paused in the crease as you heard Bucky’s voice lower to an unimaginable tone. “You don’t want to press me on this.”

The sound send a shiver down your spine, one that made you antsy enough to squirm a bit. You attempted to raise up into a slight sitting position so you could hear his conversation better, but the tiniest of movement sent a sharp pain shooting through your entire side and abdomen. Despite biting your lip to keep any noises from escaping, a cross between a whimper and yell snuck out and, within a moment, Bucky was rushing into the room, fingers carelessly hitting the end button on his phone and pocketing the device.

“What happened? Are you okay?”

You blinked back the tears in your eyes, hand hovering over the tender area near your ribs. “Will you help me sit up?”

His worried eyes didn’t let up as his hands reached out to slide gently under your lower back and the crease behind your knees. His touch was soft, and his voice seemed to mimic that same warmth. “You’ve got to be careful, Doll.”

Doll. You might have felt the butterflies in your stomach if you weren’t so nauseous from the pain medication. He had never called you anything but your name and “Fighter.”

“Who were you talking to?” You mumbled once he had rested you up against the pillows.

“No one important. How are you feeling? You’re due for more of your medicine.”

“Could I have it?” You swallowed down the feeling of neediness, knowing he was going to be doting on you for two whole weeks, and the both of you would have to get used to it.

“’Course,” he reached for the bottle on the bedside table to the right of you, pouring until a large pill fell into his hand. You took it from him, placing it into your mouth and reaching for the glass of water he was handing to you.

He set the glass back onto the table when you were finished, gently sitting on the empty mattress space next to you. “Natasha and Steve came to see you while you were sleeping. They brought food for you if you are hungry. You should probably eat something so your stomach doesn’t get upset from the painkiller.”

You shook your head instantly, groaning out at the mention of food. You had been nauseous during your whole stay in the hospital, the operation and painkillers making you want to barf into the nearest bucket at all times.

Bucky’s eyebrows furrowed in concern. “I could make you a smoothie? You could sip on it?”

When you only continued to look at him warily, he sighed. You could almost see the self-doubt run across his features as he questioned if he were the best person to take care of you. Both of you knew he was the best to keep you safe, no doubt, but for the rest…

“Do you have peanut butter?”

He looked confused as he searched your eyes, but nodded nonetheless.

“Could you make me a peanut butter banana smoothie? The protein in it would probably help too.”

The hidden reassurance in your words seemed to work magic as his eyes lit up again. He nodded hastily, standing and wiping his palms on his sweats. “Yeah, yeah, I’ll make it right now.”

“Wait!” You called as he went to leave for the kitchen, nodding toward the television in front of where you were laying in his bed. “Could you turn something on for me?”

And that was how you ended up sipping on a peanut putter banana smoothie, watching Real Housewives of Beverly Hills. Bucky sat next to you, above the covers despite you being covered by the sheets from your waist down. You both leaned against the pillows, legs straightened in front of you, watching the television contently.

He chuckled at the parts you laughed, but the reaction was directed more toward you than the actual show. The questions he asked sounded even more ridiculous than what was happening on screen, but you enjoyed when he had one because it was always veiled in a comedic snark that left you giggling into your drink.

“I want to be like Lisa Vanderpump one day.”

“Me too,” you agreed, even though you knew he was kidding. “I have some heels you can borrow for a start.”

His eyebrows raised, tilting his head toward you as he spoke in a teasing voice, his eyes never leaving the television screen. “They’d have to be pink.”

“Of course.”

Silence erupted as the two of you watched the families interact on screen.

“Do you have any siblings?” Bucky asked, and you knew he had to be curious from the lack of people who had been concerned for your wellbeing both before and after the car wreck.

“Nope… Well, not any that I know of. I was put up for adoption.”

You hoped your nonchalant voice kept him from looking too deep into the topic, but as his head turned and his eyes focused on you, you knew you had gained his complete attention. “What was that like growing up? Having a foster family, I mean.”

The awkwardness was almost palpable, but you knew he was asking innocent questions. He wanted to learn about you. “I, uh, had many actually. Kinda went from home to home until I turned eighteen.” You shrugged.

His voice was barely louder than a whisper, his eyebrows furrowed. “Then what?”

“Then I moved around by myself and ended up here, met Natasha, and… here we are.”

More silence.

“I’m so sorry.”

You shrugged again. “Don’t be. What about you? What’s your family like?”

He seemed to blink back into reality at the question, looking surprised for a moment before shaking his head and looking down to his lap. “We actually don’t talk much.”

You nodded, keeping your eyes on the show drama in front of you rather than push him for information he didn’t want to give out.

“Anyway, let’s switch to easier questions.” He sighed as he leaned back farther, his hands going to rest behind his head. “What’s your favorite ice-cream flavor?”

“Vanilla.”

He side-eyed you. “No way vanilla is your favorite flavor.”

“It really is, I’m a simple girl.” You laughed, watching as he shook his head in mock disapproval.

“Shame. Rocky Road is by far the most superior.”

And then you really laughed, completely forgetting about the fact you were in a bed, and had been all day, due to your injuries. “Who even are you? We’re going to have to get two different cartons while I’m staying here then. I won’t eat that.”

“And who said I was getting us ice-cream?” He teased.

You didn’t answer because when you turned to shoot back a snarky response, you came within a couple of inches of his own face. Your eyes immediately landed on his lips, and you felt yourself subconsciously lick your own. His blue eyes were shining, seeming to light up in the dull room surrounding you. You could have stared into their glistening waters for hours. They drew you in like a riptide, and you were stuck, falling, leaning…

And crashing.

Quite literally. A giant crash from behind your back made you jump, breaking apart the minimal distance that had remained between you and Bucky. The sudden action made your whole body scream in pain, and you groaned out as you squeezed your eyes shut and leaned back into your pillows.

You felt the bed shift underneath you as Bucky got up, his soft voice turning extremely playful as you heard him cross the room. “There you are, Dex.”

Your eyes peeked open to see him scooping an orange Tabby into his arms, his free hand reaching out to pick the fallen lamp back up once the cat was situated. “Dex?”

“Yeah, like Dexter. Sam named him after the show.” He walked back to his previous spot on the bed, now with a purring cat.

“You have a cat… You do not seem like a cat person.”

“Have you seen this little guy?” He faced the cat toward you. “How could I not like him?”

The cat’s wide eyes met Bucky’s, and he let out a meow as if to tell Bucky it’s about time to put him down.

“You’d love having a pet. They’re the best.”

You choked out a laugh. “I can barely take care of myself, so I don’t think I’d be able to do that.”

He shrugged. “Animals help take care of you, in a way.”

The Tabby cat slid in between the leg space between your left and Bucky’s right thigh, spreading out and stretching until his long body was comfortable between both of you.

“See, he likes you too.”

His words reminded you of what he had said at the hospital. He had said that he knew you hated him, that he could live with that as long as you were alive.

“You know, you keep assuming how I’m feeling.”

“What do you mean?” He was distracted as he pet the content orange cat.

“I never said I liked the cat.”

He looked over at you, amusement in his eyes as his lips curled into a smile. “Don’t trie to lie, I see it all over your face. You like Dex.”

“What about when you said I hate you?”

Silence once again as he scrambled to respond in a way that didn’t come across as if he didn’t care. Because he definitely did. “You probably do after all that I’ve done, and I don’t blame you. I’d hate me too.”

“Oh, stop.” You rolled your eyes. “I don’t hate you.”

He met your gaze, but quickly averted his eyes to look anywhere but at you. “You don’t? And, uh, why is that?”

You pondered over the question. Why is that? Was it because of the way he looked at you even as you laid there both looking and feeling miserable in pain? Was it because of his ocean blue eyes or his dark chocolate locks that you so badly wanted to run your fingers through? Was it because of his protective instinct that taught others how to do the same? Was it because, as he watched Desperate Housewives, he laughed both with you and at you, and allowed you to have fun in a time you never thought you would? Was it because he had brought your first smile to yourself in a long time to you? Or was it just because your hearts beat in sync?

“Honestly?” You asked as you pushed all of those thoughts down. “I don’t think it’s possible to hate your soulmate. Everything in you will just bring you back to them anyway.”

He nodded, his mesmerized eyes taking you in as if he were looking at a long lost lover. “Right,” he choked out, his voice a mix between a low, raspy tone and a whisper. “There will always be that pull.”

It wasn’t just the pull and you both knew it. Neither of you went to correct it, though, as Bucky moved a piece of hair behind your ear, knuckles trailing along your cheek and jaw as his hand returned to his side. The pull was so much more. It was an incomplete feeling that had you itching to find the only piece that could fit to fill the empty spot inside of you. It was a physical need, a feeling you often felt when you weren’t around Bucky. You weren’t sure if the spot was filled when you were around him, but it was better than when you were not, and you would take that any day over nothing.

You looked up at him from your laying position to find him already watching you. He was blinking more than he normally would, eyebrows furrowed as his mind raced behind his eyes. Your heart faltered.

“Bucky? You okay?”

He looked to the bed sheets, his eyes moving back and forth in thought hesitation. And then he was moving quickly, his lips coming toward yours. You sucked in a breath, wanting this moment to happen so bad, but knowing the circumstances surrounding it. And it was as if he felt the same thing, because in the same second you lips were about to touch, he moved his course of action. His eyes searched yours and then he leaned up slightly and placed the most loving kiss onto your forehead that you felt your eyes drift closed at the feeling.

Butterflies erupted into your stomach as his cologne further invaded your senses, leaving a wonderful smell behind as he pulled away. Your eyes stayed closed and when you finally built up enough courage to open them, you found him exactly where you had left him. His right hand was casually stroking Dexter’s back and his eyes were glued onto the next episode of Real Housewives.

You forced the butterflies to leave your stomach as you looked back to the television again in silence, but you couldn’t fight the smile that involuntarily began to form.


okay sorry no tag list bc apparently it doesn’t work hahaha

TITLE: Your Past Does Not Define You

IMAGINE: It was no secret that Bucky hated his past, how he regrets being the Winter Soldier. What happens when he meets someone that can change his mind? 

[gif is not mine. requests are open. let me know what you think] 

warnings: swear words, brief harassment, small violence. 

word count: 2.4k +


‘He had built up walls for years, keeping everyone out. Then she came into his life and with a touch of her finger the walls crumbled into ashes.’


Everyone knew that Bucky wasn’t one to converse with anyone, to talk to anyone let alone spend a minute in a room with someone that wasn’t Steve. He grunted and nodded, but no actual words ever came out of his mouth. He kept quiet, he kept to himself. No one really knew him, Steve did, but still…There were some things that he kept to himself, things that kept him up at night -waking from his nightmares, knives sheathed out panicking and looking around the room. He hated himself, he hated that he caused a war within a group, forcing everyone to take sides. Even years later when everything was settled, he still felt guilty thus he kept to himself. Maybe, just maybe if he didn’t speak and just did what everyone wanted him to do he could chip away the guilt.


He remembers the day vividly, it’s as if it’s a movie in his head, one that he can replay over and over again. He can pick out the exact moment that he knew in himself that she was going to change him.


“(Y/N), you have to be calm when you meet them, okay kid?” Tony looked over the kid next to him. Granted that she wasn’t a kid anymore, she was still a kid to him. “You can’t embarrass me, I have a reputation to uphold.”

(Y/N) barked out a laugh as she saw Tony puff out his chest, “I cross my heart that I won’t embarrass you.”

Tony smiled at her and opened the door, she instantly saw all the Avengers lounging around -some sitting down, some playing pool and some in the kitchen. He cleared his throat and they stopped and stared at him. “This is (Y/N),” he gestured the awed girl beside him.

She smiled at the group and waved, “I’m his love child,” she waggled her eyebrows and laughed out loudly when she saw the expressions on their face.

“She’s not,” Tony deadpanned. “What did I say about embarrassing me?” She shrugged in reply. Turning back to the group he explained, “She’s a recruit from Isla Nublar, Tony wanted her expertise on something. Plus, I’ve also known her since she was little so she’s like a little sister to me, so if any of you hurt her I will seriously kill you.”

“You can’t just mildly kill them?” (Y/N) teased and she received a jab from him. As they went around the room, introducing (Y/N) to everyone, she was awestruck by just how ordinary they were. Of course she kept up on the details, not hard to really. But it was so different, they were just normal people who were expected to drop everything to fight off the next evil.


After the introductions, she went to the kitchen to fix herself something to eat as everyone was heading to the gym. “For a bunch of superheroes they surprisingly have a lot of junk food in the fridge,” she mused to herself, thinking out loud. “Ooo, lasagne.” She picked out the heavy dish and turned around but bumped into someone.

“SHIT! I am so sorry,” (Y/N) looked at the lasagne and then back to the figure. Their black uniform was covered in red and white sauce. “I got lasagne on you,” she began wiping it off his uniform, after three wipes she realised how awkward it was.

She smiled sheepishly and look up at the man, “Sorry, didn’t mean to awkwardly touch you.” (Y/N) was going to say more but she stopped when she saw who she was talking to. It was Bucky Barnes. She read up on him, fascinated by history as both James Barnes and the Winter Soldier. “It’s not everyday that you get to live the tale that you accidentally dropped lasagne on an infamous assassin.” She tried to lighten the joke being the idiot as the was.

Bucky looked down at her, veiled amusement in his eyes. “Don’t really know the protocol for throwing lasagne at an assassin so forgive me if I don’t know how to act, I’m usually much cooler than this.” She gave him a toothy smile. (Y/N) wasn’t nervous, not at all, nor was she embarrassed.

“It’s okay,” his voice was rough from the lack of use. To his ears it sounded foreign, but to her it sounded beautiful.

“Do you want me to pay for dry-cleaning?” He tilted his head. “Uh, dry-cleaning is like this fancy service that you use when you want something to be professionally cleaned.” She sounded so unsure, but at the same time her voice was gentle and not at all patronising.

“I know what dry-cleaning is,” he gave her a small quick smile.

She found that she liked it when he smiled, he seemed younger and more relaxed even though she saw it for at least 3 seconds. “That’s good, that’s good.” She muttered, then looking down at the floor. “I haven’t been in the compound a day and I’ve already made a mess.” (Y/N) walked to the counter to fetch the kitchen roll, once in her hand she bent down and started wiping.

“Want some help?” Bucky knelt down and ripped some paper.


Maybe it was the way that she didn’t seem afraid of him and she treated him like a normal person. Or maybe it was because she made him laugh -something that hasn’t happened to him for so long. Or maybe it was her small, awkward yet charming smile that made him feel lighter than he’s ever felt before.


From that day on Bucky seeked out (Y/N), he came out of his room more, stayed in rooms longer than before. Of course everyone noticed his odd behaviour, it was hard not to. Bucky didn’t actively participate in conversations, but when (Y/N) asked him a question, flashed him a smile, or tried to include him in the conversation he reciprocated.


They were sitting in the living room, Stranger Things playing on the television. “You’re enjoying this,” she teased as she saw him lean in trying to figure out the scene.

Bucky leaned back nonchalantly and turned his head towards her, “It’s…different.”

“Different good?”

He nodded hesitantly. “It’s nice.”

She smiled triumphantly and leaned back, her arms touching his lightly. She tried not to think of how warmth seemed to radiate of him, or just how nice he smelt.

(Y/N) passed him the pizza, “Thanks, doll.” (Y/N)’s hand froze and turned to him.

He felt his face redden, and his hands clamp up. He didn’t mean to say that out loud, he didn’t mean for that nickname to slip. He didn’t turn to her, afraid of her reaction. It was an intimate nickname for someone, so he wouldn’t be surprised if she got up and left, never speaking to him again.

She made an appreciative noise, “I like that.”

Startled, he turned to her, “What?”

“I like that. It’s cute and it’s very you,” she gave him a grin and a wink. “Doll,” she tried it out, rolling the word off her tongue.

He smiled at her when she clucked her tongue, “Don’t I get a nickname?”

She narrowed her eyes, smiled and tilted her head, “Hm, what to call you. Buckster?” She tried out and she chuckled at his horrified expression. “Buckarro?” He poked her this time. “I know, I’ll call you James.”

This time he chuckled, “That’s my name, not exactly a nickname.”

“Except no one calls you that and that’s why it’s perfect. Everyone calls you Barnes, or Bucky, but never James. The name is something just the two of us,” she smiled at him.


He felt his heart quicken and reciprocated her smile. It was genuine and it was wide. It was the smile that he would have had on his face practically all the time back in the 40s. As they continued watching the show, he realized that he liked it when she said the two of them. ‘Just between the two of them.’ He smiled, contented for the first time.


(Y/N) stood in line, trying to memorize everyone’s drink order. She felt a hand touch her backside and she turned around, “What are you doing?”

The man behind her gave her a lopsided smile. Even under the bad fluro lights she could see that his eyes were glossy and he could hardly stand on his on two feet. “Hey there pretty lady.” He gave her a wink and (Y/N) screwed up her nose in disgust. “Don’t be like that,” he tried to touch her arm but she yanked it away.

“Don’t touch me,” she growled, her arms ready to fight just in case.

“Come on, pretty lady,” he yanked her by the waist and she yelped. (Y/N) hardly had time to hit the man as he was yanked off her. She tumbled to the ground, and watched as Bucky hit the man over and over again. Noticing how hard the punches were she pulled herself up and ran to where Bucky was.

“Bucky!” He didn’t turn around. He held the man’s collar and pulled his hand back to punch him again. “Bucky! Bucky!” (Y/N) ran and touched his shoulder, “James.” This time he turned around. Letting the man go.

She saw how his eyes and his face were different, she tentatively touched his cheek, “James, come back to me darling. Come back to me.” She rubbed his cheek affectionately, “I’m here, just come back to me, please.”

His gaze softened, and he cupped the hand that was on his cheek.

Bucky was sure that (Y/N) would have ran away, fleeing as she saw the side of him he desperately never wanted anyone to see, especially her. But all she did was hold his hand, nodding to Steve and took him outside leading him to the car.


Once they were in the safety of the complex, (Y/N) opened Bucky’s door and pulled him in. “Are you okay?”

He didn’t answer, instead he fell to his knees. (Y/N) knelt down and pushed back his hair, “Buck?”

“I’m sorry,” it was soft and she could hardly hear him but at the same time she could hear it clearly, the emotion; the heartbreak, anger and sadness.

(Y/N) launched herself at him, wrapping her arms around his neck, squeezing him tighter as each second passed by. Once they broke apart she looked at him, “Never, ever apologize for that. Never apologize for that James.”

“I let him out, I never wanted to let him out.”

She could have burst out crying at how small he sounded. “No matter what, he will always be a part of you James, you can never erase him but,” she closed her eyes and shook her head. “Don’t ever be ashamed for something that you never did. You needed to be brainwashed, you needed a long time to transfer from James to the Winter Soldier. You’re not him.”

Bucky wrapped his arms around her, never letting her go, “You’re not him. You’re Steve’s Bucky, you’re my James, you’re our Barnes. Never forget that.” She gave him a kiss on the top of his head, “Even if you do, I’ll always be here to make you remember.”

“Promise?”

“Always.” It was such a simple word but it was filled with so much more than it could possibly contain. He felt his heart open, and it all it took was one word for his walls to be tore down.


It was a casual day, there was nothing important. She was in her pyjamas, and he was in his gym clothes. Both of them sat at the kitchen counter, each eating their respective breakfast.

“What would you say if I asked you on a date doll?” He didn’t look at her, fear of her rejection.

She placed her spoon down, “I would say that it took you long enough James.” When he looked up he could see her smile, happiness radiating off her face.


He was Bucky before. He was known for charming the dames, being everyone’s friend and always being there for Steve. Then he was known as the Winter Soldier. He was adored. One of the greatest killing machines that HYDRA has ever created. He was feared.Then he was Barnes. Long gone was Bucky (though not for Steve, he would always be Bucky for Steve), buried underneath everything, and long gone was the Winter Soldier. He was Barnes and he was part of the Avengers. He was accepted. Finally, he was James. Her James to be exact. He was understood, loved and adored. She was the one person that managed to find him when he was so lost in the dark. She was the beacon in his life that he longed for, that he thought was long gone because of the atrocities that he committed.

But here she was, next to him, one of her arms carelessly tossed on his stomach, one under the pillow. As Bucky stroked her hair, she softly groaned and lifted her head. “Hey Buck, is it morning yet?”

He gave her a small smile. “No, not yet.” (Y/N) sat up and stretched, then with a grin she straddled him.

She grabbed his metal arm and fiddled with his fingers, “You know we could just etch the ring on your finger, I mean you won’t ever lose it that way.” (Y/N) leaned forward and laid on his chest.

He loved this position, mostly because he could feel her heartbeat. “I’m not you, doll, I mean how many times have you lost your ring?” He felt her lightly smack him, and he started running his hand down her back.

“Shut it, you love me.”

“Maybe I don’t.”

“You’re marrying me.”

“Eh,” he gave her a shrug and sat back up.

“Do I have to convince you that marrying me would be the greatest thing ever?” She grinded her hips against his, and smirked when he groaned.

“The greatest thing ever was meeting you doll,” he sat up and kissed her.

Bucky managed to find someone to break him out of his shell. A person who managed to keep the nightmares at bay, even on the rare occasions he had them she was there right by his side, brushing his hair back and whispering comforting words in his ear. He found the person that managed to love his past even when he couldn’t.

10 Things I needed after Top Surgery

1. A place to stay and someone to stay with.  Seriously, recovery is not something you can do on your own.  If you know a nurse who is willing to hang out with you it makes life 10X easier because they are used to seeing blood and helping people and cleaning up messes.  My friend even helped me wash my hair over his kitchen sink and changed my dressings for me.  No reaching, no stretching, no bending over, it’s great.

2. Something soft and comforting.  The pain meds made me woozy and a little emotional.  I couldn’t control when I slept, when I was awake, I couldn’t even keep my eyes open sometimes.  I lost track of time, started conversations I didn’t remember, etc.  Having something around that was constant like a specific blanket, a drink you like, a tv show you can binge on that you’ve watched before (you’ll fall asleep and no remember what happened), helped make me feel more stable.  I chose a blanket and pillow that I particularly like.  And have some Arizona tea always around.

3. Bendy Straws.  This is pretty common but they’re really a life saver.  I didn’t have to pick my arms up for anything really. 

4. Something to keep toilet paper closer to the toilet in the bathroom.  Whether this is a cheap toilet paper rack or even a small bucket or stool, I had issues reaching the toilet paper roll because it was either too far in front of me or on the wall behind me.  Consider where the toilet paper is in your bathroom and make adjustments if you need to.  

5. Glass cleaning cloth.  With how much I fell asleep and woke up, my glasses were constantly on and off my face, falling on the floor, and of course I had to pick them up with my toes if I was alone because I couldn’t bend them over.  At some point I was ready to safety pin a cloth to my surgery binder so I didn’t have to keep asking for one when I couldn’t see through all the smudges.  This is also helpful for computer screens and phone screens especially if you aren’t wearing normal clothing like a soft tshirt or jacket.

6. Easy access medications.  If your meds come with child locks on them, you might not be able to open them.  Find a jar or something with a really easy access lid - something that screws off with you having to push buttons or pop anything - and LABEL things according to what you use them for.  Pain meds really clogged my thoughts so seeing words like “OW” and “BLEH” on the top of bottles helped me distinguish which med was for pain and which med was for nausea.  Have fun with this one.

7. A pillow that won’t run away.  If you’re sleeping in a bed, try body pillows around you.  If you’re sleeping on a couch, make sure it’s not a couch that will swallow you between the cushions.  I spent most of my time in a recliner with a travel pillow around my neck.

8. Meditation music or something quiet.  After the first 12-24 hours I found myself holding my shoulders up trying to reduce the pain on my incisions which caused a lot of tension in my back, neck, and shoulders.  At some points they were more painful than the incisions.  Take some time to really meditate and relax your muscles or the tightness will impact everything around you - pain levels, mood, etc.  

9. Easy access snacks.  I love clementines so we found some that were easy to peel.  Chip bags that are small and easy to handle are nice too.  Light plates, bowls, plastic cups, things that don’t require a lot of coordination work well because it’s hard to get situated and then have to reach for a ton of things.  Eat food that only requires one utensil.  Etc.

10. Short Walks.  March in Michigan is cold, so we went to stores to get one or two things, I leaned over a cart and hobbled through.  It made me dizzy and painful, it sucked most of the time, but once I sat down and relaxed I felt so much better than pre-walk.  I wasn’t fidgety anymore, I felt like I could actually sit still and let myself heal rather than getting up every 10 minutes or asking for water or reading a book or scratching or painting my nails.  I slept better after walks, I ate better after walks, and I felt more emotionally stable after walks.  


Okay, those are my top 10 things.  I’m sure there are others depending on your situation.  Some people recommend cough drops for your sore throat after anesthesia, I didn’t experience this.  I also experienced a little more draining than a lot of guys do and thus needed some extra gauze and bandages.  Long phone chargers, comfy slippers, and loose-fitting clothes are often recommended too.  I used my regular 6ft charger, had some slippers but mostly only wore them when my feet were cold, and I wore shorts and my surgery binder for most of the week after because it was easier to regulate my temperature with blankets than take clothes on and off.  

If you have any questions feel free to message me.

Gorgeous (Bucky x Reader)

Request: I just wanna say i’m so in love with your writings aaaand i was wondering if you could write a bucky x reader and the reader is so friendly with everyone, but she feels so alone because thinks nobody can fall in love with her, but bucky did. one day, she feels so down the she starts crying and saying awful things to herself looking in the mirror, but bucky hears everything and that makes him confess his feelings. i’m sorry it’s too long,. and if you don’t want to do it, it’s okay <3  

Bucky x reader imagine where she had really horrible anxiety and he is the only one that can calm her down? would you mind putting some angst in there and like one of the other avengers caused her to panic (she isn’t an avenger) thanks doll ;) xx

Words: 2,917

Warnings: Self shame, anxiety, FLUFF

Tags: @annadier @happelu970 @shamvictoria11 @spookass @pabegay1(message me if you want to be tagged in any fics or if I forgot to tag you! Sometimes I forget, my apologies!


You were no Avenger.

You weren’t as badass as Natasha or Wanda. You weren’t as sarcastic and outgoing as your father, you were just you. You lived with the Avengers because your dad was Tony Stark, the Avengers were like your huge, crazy, loud family. You loved having them as a family, you loved every last bit of it, but sometimes it’s hard not to doubt your looks or skills.

You were clumsy. You ran into walls, got your shirt caught on pointy objects, face planted into gardens, and tripped going up the stairs.  You weren’t as strong as the others,  you never worked on your upper body strength because you never really cared about it.

You would run twice a week for exercise and that was it. You hated working out, it was the worst thing you’ve ever experienced. You would much rather be drinking a milkshake while watching the Victoria Secret Fashion Show. Like you were right now.

“Oo, fancy.” You were sitting criss crossed on the couch, a blanket spread across your bare legs and your baggy long sleeve shirt rolled up slightly on your arms. A milkshake in one hand while your eyes remained glued to the screen projecting the fashion show.

“That looks painful.” Scott spoke with a mouth full of his own milkshake. He was slouched next to you, his legs spread out in front of him and his back surrounded by toss pillows. He was tilting slightly onto the arm of the couch but he seemed to be comfortable.

“I would never wear something that heavy looking on my dick.” Scott took another large gulp of his shake, twisting his face in pain as a brain freeze clearly took over his mind temporarily.

“But it’s so pretty.” You admired the glammed up bra, “Oo, look she has wings! I wish I had wings, how fun would that be?”

“Super fun! I would strut around in wings all day if they looked like that.” Scott glanced over at you, but you were still consumed in admiring all the glamorous outfits and models.

“I have wings.” Sam called out from the chair on the other side of the couch. His legs hanging over the arm of the chair and his back resting against the other arm. His phone rested on his chest and his shake was long gone, the empty cup sitting on the coffee table. “They’re even cooler because mine work.”

“Mm.” Both you and Scott made the same sound and twisted your lips as you both looked at Sam.

“Not the same thing. Yours aren’t as glamorous, now are they?” You turned your attention back at the screen and made your lips in the shape of an ‘o’ as you looked at Gigi Hadid walk down the runway. She was your favorite model, her and Cara Delevingne.

“Yeah. You get feathers, sparkles, jewels and glitter on your wings, then we’ll talk.” Scott nodded his head swiftly and ignored Sam’s narrowed eyes as he directed his eyes back to the Fashion Show.

“I know a girl who can hook you up with some bedazzlement on those wings of yours, Sam.” You winked in his direction, a smirk tilting on your lips. “And by girl I mean me, and by bedazzlement I mean some superglue and a trip to Hobby Lobby.” 

“I hate both of you.” Sam chuckled under his breath and shifted around a little in his chair.

“Man, I wish I had legs like those.” Scott  shook his head and moved the straw in his shake around, trying to get a good sip. You giggled at Scott’s comment, you always found him to say the strangest but most awesome things. 

“You know who has legs like those?” Sam paused, waiting for Scott to answer but when Scott kept gulping down his shake, Sam answered himself. “Natasha. She even has the walk down too, she would slay all those other models.” 

Scott hummed in agreement. “And Wanda has the hair of a Victoria Secret model. I wish my hair was as luscious as hers, that would save me fifteen minutes in the morning.”

“You spend fifteen minutes on your hair?” Sam scuffed and tilted his head back to look at Scott.

“This,” Scott motioned to his hair. “doesn’t just happen, Sam. It takes time, effort and skill, okay?”

“Man, you’re crazy.” Sam chuckled, shaking his head and slouching back down in his chair again. “For real though, Wanda and Nat are hella attractive-”

You shuffled around in your seat, the thoughts that consumed your mind were driving you insane. All they were talking about was how beautiful Natasha and Wanda were, of course you had to agree, they were both stunningly gorgeous. They were badass, strong and attractive all at once. They were your best friends, but it always hurt you when you would go places with them and everyone would notice them and not you.

You weren’t as stunning as them, you weren’t as flawless and beautiful as them. Of course you weren’t. Everyone expected Tony Stark’s daughter to be drop dead gorgeous, but somehow they always seemed surprised to see you. You were never what they were expecting.

You stood up suddenly, your nose tingling and your eyes starting to twitch with tears. Your chest felt tight and your hands felt clammy, you needed a moment to pull yourself together before you came back out here and pretended to not even care. You dropped the blanket previously covering your bare legs on the couch where you used to be sitting and placed your milkshake, that suddenly made you feel bloated, on the coffee table.

“I have to pee.” You announced it as a joke, happily your voice didn’t shake and you seemed to be holding it together on the outside fairly well. You knew you were about to break, you had to hide.

“Okay.” Scott and Sam both watched you speed down the hallway. “Be back soon, the Angels are about to come out!’

“Man, seriously though, Nat and Wanda have the legs and hair, but damn, Y/N has the whole package. The face, hair, walk, legs, and even the hips.” Sam shook his head in astonishment.

Scott nodded his head in agreement and pulled a part of your blanket on his thighs, he knew it was your favorite blanket but he loved it just as much. It was soft and always smelled good.

“She looks more like a Victoria Secret model than some of the Victoria Secret models.” Scott talked with another mouthful of his shake, he didn’t even care though. “Have you seen the way everyone looks at her, she steals the attention away from Nat and Wanda every time they go out.”

“Hell, she steals the attention away from us Avengers. And we’re Avengers.”

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{Reaction} Monsta X meeting your huge dog

Could you write how monsta x would react if their s/o had a huge dog??? (Like mastiff or a shepherd or dobermann) I have one and people are often put off by her size. Thank you! Also I love your work! Thank you for trying!

Disclaimer: I don’t own gifs/images used

Lee Minhyuk

Originally posted by beastdw

Excitement would fill Minhyuk’s body as he entered your house and was face with your dog for the very first time. He was energised, and didn’t take a moment to start petting your dog and instantly began pounding you with questions. Your dog wasn’t unhappy with the attention either, he rolled over, allowing Minhyuk access to his stomach and Minhyuk abided, laughing and grinning as he fussed with your dog. Once he stood up again when you told him you’d show him to the living room, the dog followed, and you smiled to yourself as you watched Minhyuk allow the dog to jump onto the sofa to sit on his lap. When you walked back in with a tray of drinks for the two of you, you couldn’t help but smile at the way Minhyuk was gently stroking your dog’s head, who head it lead on Minhyuk’s knee with the rest of his body spread out against the sofa, lying down.

{y/n}: “You like my dog, then?”

Minhyuk: “Are you kidding? I love her.”


Yoo Kihyun

Originally posted by kihqun

You weren’t too sure how Kihyun was going to react to your dog. Kihyun is the kind of hard to judge the reactions of in these situations, but he didn’t let you down. As he met your dog for the first time, you couldn’t help but notice the way that he smiled, crouching down to stoke the dog, not that he needed to couch down very far. He started by making conversation, asking questions about your dog’s name, age and breed, and the two of you got into a lengthy conversation about dogs as you both sat on the floor to pet your dog, who was more than happy to accept the attention. He talked about how he has always wanted a dog, and when you told him that he was as good to your dog’s dad by now, he couldn’t keep the smile off his face.

Kihyun: “I knew there was a reason I was dating you.”

{y/n}: “For my dog?”

Kihyun: “Precisely”*winks to show he’s joking.*


Shin Hoseok/ Wonho

Originally posted by mybabyoppa

Wonho was more reserved when he came across your dog for the first time, not because he didn’t care for dogs or that he was scared of them, it was more because he has never really been around animals and therefore doesn’t really know how to act around them. When he stepped into your house for the first time, he looked at your dog and smiled, understanding now why you constantly told Wonho that your dog was cute. With some encouragement Wonho stoked your dog, and the dog was patient and content with Wonho’s attention. He found himself becoming more confident through time, and by the time he had to leave, he told you that he was now determined to get a dog of his own.

Wonho: “I could just take your dog home.”

{y/n}: “He’s as much yours as he is mine from now on, but if you steal him, you’ll regret it.”


Son Hyunwoo/ Shownu

Originally posted by wonhontology

Since Shownu doesn’t have that much experience with animals, he is a little bit more reserved when it comes to being around them. He gets nervous and doesn’t really know what to do with himself. Of course, he is a little bit more comfortable around dogs because he has a better idea of how to treat them and what they like. When he met your dog for the first time, he found himself feeling nervous and unsure. He’s open about how he feels, and talks to you, tells you that he doesn’t really know what to do and that he would life for your to help him. You didn’t take a moment of hesitation in supporting him. You told him all the places your dog likes to be petted, and it wasn’t long before the dog and Shownu were bonding on your own. You smiled, it was like watching children as Shownu talked to the dog as he petted him in the living room.

{y/n}: “I see you two are getting along nicely”

Shownu: “Happy as Larry.”


Lim Changkyun/ I.M

Originally posted by tochangkyun

Changkyun is very good with dogs, and would be very happy from meeting yours for the first time. He would be insistent on taking the dog out for walks, and this time, he even decided that he would take you and the dog in his car to the coastline where the dog could run on the beach. When the car pulled up, you let your dog off the leash, grinning as he ran around excitedly, you followed him to the sea, rolling up your jeans as he jumped and splashed as if there was no tomorrow. Changhyun was also amused, grinning as he watched. After a while, all three of your were tired out, and decided to lie back on the sand. Changyun kissed your lips, and laughed when the dog licked his cheek.

{y/n}: “Dogs need kisses too.”

Changkyun: “Well it’s too bad my kisses are only for you, huh?” *grins as he strokes the dog*


Chae Hyungwon

Originally posted by wonhontology

You already knew that Hyungwon would be good with your dog, because really, Hyungwon is good with animals altogether. You had introduced Hyungwon to your dog pretty much as he entered the house because your dog came running when he heard footsteps and voices clearly entering the house. Hyungwon had smiled, making a statement about how much cuter the dog is in real life than just in your stories. He had been in practice all day, and even with his aching bones, he crouched down to pet your dog for a few moments until you told him to go into the living room and you’d meet him in there with something to drink. But when you did walk into the living room, Hyungwon was fast asleep on the sofa, and your dog the same, curled up at his side.

{y/n}: “Aish, so typical of him.” *Smiling - taking pictures*


Lee Jooheon

Originally posted by michingorillah-blog

It was like sunshine had met another sunshine when Jooheon met your dog for the first time. You laughed as Jooheon dived onto the flood to get the greetings down already. He began betting your dog, speaking to him in that high, animal voice that made you grin uncontrollably. You laughed as the two played, Jooheon doing his aegyo and the dog bouncing and rolling around, playing with him. You left them to it as you began cooking dinner, laughing every now and again when you heard Jooheon talking to your dog.

{y/n}: “I’m glad you’re hitting it off well.”

Jooheon: “We’re already practically best friends, just saying.”

Full on Love pt.1

Thor x plus size/chubby fem. reader 

a/n: super fluffy. mentions of alcohol and getting drunk. Part 2 I’m hoping to add some smut, we’ll see. My first chubby/curvy/plus size reader fic! Also I prefer long hair Thor (I’m still sad over his new haircut)

Summary: The reader is new to the team. Thor can’t keep his eyes off of her.  

Originally posted by unchartedghoul

“Good morning Thor!”

“Good morning Lady y/n, you are looking lovely as always.”

“Thank you.” you said, while continuing to mix the batter you were preparing.

You shook your head, smiling. He was always such a sweetheart. You had just got out of bed, wearing only a tank top and cute sleeping shorts. You weren’t sure what Thor’s idea of lovely is, but you thanked him anyway.

“I was about to make french toast, would you like some?” you asked, as he rummaged through the fridge.  


Thor peeked his head over the refrigerator door, “I would!“ 

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Lance Headcanons

I was bored in class so I came up with some headcanons for my fav person ever.(currently) so yeah hope y'all enjoy!!

  • doodles spaceships and planets on his notes
  • his favorite color is blue (ofc)
  • he once had a white cat named “Prince”
  • if he had one superpower, it would either be the power to fly or manipulate water
  • lance would always fall asleep in class because he would stay up all night taking care of his baby brothers
  • he’s the “father” of his family
  • he leaves his siblings reminders on sticky notes (usually with a drawing)
    • after he’s gone, his family makes the sticky notes sacred
  • he owns a motorcycle (LEATHER JACKET LANCE??? HELL YEAH!!)
    • when he had the time, he would go on long rides and just think
  • shares a room with one of his brothers (they have twin beds but sometimes they push them together whenever lance’s nightmares are bad)
  • his favorite video game is “super smash bros” (game nights could get really intense at his home)
  • at one point, lance wanted to become a doctor after his little sister got hurt
    • he actually knows a lot about the human body and can give first aid
  • he’s really good at singing (but we already knew that)
  • his phone wallpaper is of him and his family at the sea
  • he used to put on make up but stopped after he was made fun of at school
  • lance watches anime
    • his favorite show is “your lie in april,” but if you ask him he’ll say “attack on titan”
    • he especially loves to watch sports anime (free! being his favorite;) one)
  • his favorite type of cake is strawberry
  • he taps his fingers on anything and everything whenever he’s nervous or anxious
  • he can drink all types of coffee, even all black with no sugar, but prefers to drink it sweet and creamy
  • lance has nightmares but doesn’t remember them
  • LANCE IS SMART, LIKE SUPER SMART
  • he cried when he left his home to go to the garrison
  • he cried when he left earth and found out he wouldn’t be able to go back
Hold On To Me

Author’s note: Okay so this fic spawned from a few different requests I got, but in the end I kind of ignored the requests and did my own thing?? Sorry guys. But anyway, ever since I saw Wonder Woman (the day it came out lmao) and then the two other times since then (bc I’m trash) I’ve been developing this idea and yeah. Hope you guys enjoy! 
Also! Please listen to ‘Heart’ by Sleeping At Last, as that’s the song I listened to while writing and it kind of fits! 

Summary: You joined this godawful war alongside your brother and his best friend. As a female pilot, already under stress due to your gender, the war became too much, ripping away everything you loved - but Steve was always by your side. Then he disappeared, and you had nothing left. So when he turns up out of nowhere with a stunning warrior goddess by his side, there are mixed feelings that arise. But you cannot let yourself get distracted by feelings that may or may not be reciprocated - there is still a war to be won. 

Steve Trevor x Reader


   The first time you met Steve Trevor was back in 1916, the year you’d been assigned to British forces. You were waiting for your brother to return from a flight, so that the two of you could celebrate the fact that you’d finally been assigned a mission, and your pilot’s license - an incredibly difficult feat, due to the fact that you’re a woman. You were stood in the middle of the large hangar when something hurtled into you. 

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BTS reaction: gf ignoring them for her work

Anon:

Hello!! Could you do a bts reaction to their idol girlfriend spending to much time on thier jobs and ignoring them? Thank you so much , good luck on your exams !!❤❤❤

It was fun to write this^^ Thank you! - admin Evv and Elli 



Jin

Originally posted by jungkookiescookies

He would find a way to get your attention, don’t worry. He might be the oldest in the band, but he’s the maknae in his heart. Jin knows how  much you love his cooking, so he would use your weakness as weapon. When you smelled the smell of your favourite dish, you had to check what Jin was doing. He knew that you’d come, and when he heard that you had walked into the kitchen, he acted like he didn’t hear you. You went and back hugged him, so he turned to you with a surprised look, and said something along the lines of “Oh, so now you’re not ignoring me?”. You felt sorry, but Jin wasn’t mad at you. When he saw your sad expression, he started to laugh and told you that he was joking. you two spend the rest of the day together, eating and laughing.


Yoongi

Originally posted by sugagifs

He’s a hard working person too, so he would understand that you are focusing more on your work than on him. But if you’ll be ignoring him for too long, Yoongi can get upset and make a fuss over it. Work never was more important than you to him, and he expects the same approach from you. Yoongi would be upset and worried that you can get sick from too much work. He would make a deal with you - both of you would work together in his studio for only 3 days in the week. Maybe it’s a stupid and strange deal but it’ll give Yoongi chance to check on you, make sure that you don’t work too much.


Hoseok

Originally posted by yourpinkpill

He would act annoyed, maybe he was a little bit irritated that you didn’t talk to him, but just a little bit. Hobi knows what work means to you, and that him spending 12 hours practising was annoying you too, but still you shouldn’t be ignoring him. When your behaviour would last too long, he would come to you, take your face in his hands to see you. He would tell you how he felt, and that working for too many hours was not good for you. Being worried about you, he would be strong rather than being mad at you for ignoring him. Both of you understand each other like no one else and this would be an advantage in solving this “problem”.


Namjoon

Originally posted by bangtanboys-official

Namjoon, just like Yoongi, would understand why you pay so much attention to your work. He would support you as long as your behaviour wouldn’t affect  your health and your relationship with him. Once, when you didn’t work, Namjoon would talk to you and tell you that he doesn’t have anything against your work and you focusing on it, but he needs you too, and he wants to spend more time with you. You would take his words to heart and make plans with Namjoon, how to spend more time with him and still have enough time to work and rest.


Jimin

Originally posted by daeguboy

Jimin can react in two ways. The first possibility - he would only watch you work, bringing you food and drinks, he wouldn’t want to disturb you. Or, the second way, he would try everything to get your attention, because to me, Jimin doesn’t look like a person who likes to be ignored. Maybe his ways of getting your attention won’t be desperate or annoying, but he would show you how bad he feels because of you ignoring him. Talking loudly about how bored he and sad he is that he doesn’t have anyone next to him, he would call to you and send you texts. Idk what is going on in his head because Jimin is all kind, nice and a total sweetheart, but we all know that he’s a beast deep inside. Of course you’ll get what he means and that it’s time to do something together with Jimin.


Taehyung

Originally posted by exoticmaknae

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Ignoring anyone from the maknae line is hard, but ignoring Tae is impossible. This boy would find a way how to get all of your attention. Making weird faces, non stop talking, touching and kissing you - some of the millions ways with which he would try to get you to stop working. When this started to annoy you, you forced Tae to talk to you face to face, and you told him to stop bothering you. Tae was happy because he had reached his goal. He quickly took your hand and took you for a walk, as farthest away from your work as possible. 


Jungkook

Originally posted by theking-or-thekid

Ohhh. You’re ignoring him? Fineee. So he’ll be ignoring you too and wait until you come to him, asking if you two can spend some time together. But he was wrong. You didn’t come, and still his Y/N didn’t notice him. Jungkookie was bored alone, without his partner in crime next to him. He looked at you with a glare that clearly said ‘I don’t give a fuck’, he then would come to you, lift up the chair on which you were sitting, and carry you to salon. He gave you a controller, and you knew that work had finished for today, as now you’d spend the rest of the night with Jungkookie playing games, watching movies and cuddling. He really wanted to spend some time with you and he knew that too many work can affect  on your health, so he would be doing everything to assure that you were fine and you don’t work too much.