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Don't Laugh.

Bucky Barnes/Reader/Ivar.

Warnings: SMUT. Modern AU. Edging, threesome, poly relationship, name calling, a tiny bit of jealousy, I just found out the other day I have a crying kink, pet names, awful writing, my first time writing Ivar.

Word Count: 2653.

Rating: 18+.


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This goes for everyone that is now crushing on Ivar, even if they don’t watch Vikings.

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cheshire-kat25  asked:

So I've been thinking a lot recently about how Pidge has a laptop and it got me thinking of Lance going through his stuff and finding his phone and listening to voicemails from his family and starting to cry 'cause he hasn't heard their voices in so long and the team finds out and Pidge modifying his phone so he can call his family and idk I just want Lance to be happy and I want his family to know he's not dead ya know?

I am in love with this and the langst (sorry if it took a while!). I hope you like it!!
The team always teased Lance for always having his phone on him. He always made sure it was fully charged, fully fictional, and in his pocket wherever he went. Pidge would pick on him and say, “You know it doesn’t even work here Lance. I don’t think there’s any signal in space. Looking at pictures of cute girl?” Lance would always brush it aside and just weakly chuckle. “Something like that Pidgeon.” What the team didn’t know was that Lance was able to look at all the pictures, all the texts, and more importantly, all the voice mails. His mama always preferred calling, only texting when she had to. This led to multiple voicemails on Lance phone. Lance would stay up at night, when the homesickness was just too much, and listen to the voicemails on repeat. “Hola, mijo! I know you’re probably in class right now, but-Teo! Let go of your sister’s hair!-anyways, I hope you having fun at the Garrison! Your making you mama and papa proud, Lance! Kids, come say goodbye to your hermano!!” Multiple little footsteps could be heard. “BYE LANCE!!” Click. Tears fell against the screen of the phone. Lance was too tired and hurt to try to stop them, letting his grief wash over him. Lance began crying harder, throat catching on his ragged breaths as he clutched the phone to his chest. Blood roared in Lance’s hear, so loud that he didn’t hear the knock on his door. “Hey, Lance. Shiro wanted me to-oh quiznak, Lance?!” Keith rushed forward, gently grabbing Lance’s face and lifting it towards him. “Lance, what’s wrong?! Are you okay?!” Lance shook his head, trying to pull away. Keith held him there. “Lance, just tell me what’s wrong!” Keith brushed away the heavy flow of tears with his thumbs. Lance weakly gestured to his phone. “You’re phone that’s what you’re-” Keith was cutoff as the voicemail played over again. Keith listened until it had ended. Keith looked up at Lance, who began to cry even harder, letting the sobs rock his entire body. “Oh Lance…” Keith pulled Lance into a hug, holding him tight. “You’ll get to see them again, I promise. Even if the last thing I do.” Lance just held on to him tighter, not trusting his voice to speak.
Lance was in a panic. “Where is it, where IS IT!?!” Lance’s room was a mess, but it was nowhere to be found. He rushed out of room and ran to the dining room where all the other Paladins were. The team heard Lance come in and was about to greet him, but stop when they say his current state. His hair way disheveled, bags under his eyes, and he was still in his pajamas, which were heavily wrinkled. Shiro looked at him with concern. “Lance, are you alri-” “Where is it?!” Lance shouted, causing them to jump. “I can’t find it! It’s not anywhere in my room!!” Lance ran his fingers through his hair, making it more disheveled. “I’ve looked everywhere and I can’t find my….phone.” Lance watched with wide eyes as Pidge pulled Lance’s phone out of her pocket. “Keith told me about your phone. I’ve made a few modifications, and with Hunk and Coran’s help, we’ve got it working. Although, you can only make a call that lasts about two minutes.” Lance turned his gaze to Keith, who was starting to blush. “Don’t say anything, Lance. You would’ve done the same if it were any us.” Lance smiled gently at him. He turned his gaze back to the phone, and slowly reached for it. With shaking fingers, he dialed a familiar number. He put the phone against his ear, hearing it ring four times. “Hola?” Tears sprung in his eyes and he let out a shaky breath. “Mama.”

  • Feyre: *takes book of shelf* Throne of Glass...I've never read this before.
  • Feyre: WHAT. *Reads Crown of Midnight*
  • Feyre: SHE'S FAE. WHAT THE HELL. *reads Heir of Fire*
  • Feyre: RHYS HELP
  • Rhysand: *comes running in* WHAT IS IT--there's nothing here
  • Rhysand: Feyre...that's a book. It can't hurt you.
  • Rhysand: Give it to me. *gets ToG* I'll read it and let's see what happens.
  • Feyre: See... what did I tell you
  • Mor, Cassian, Azriel, Amren: What's wrong with him?
  • Feyre: a book. *throws ToG* READ IT.
You're Mine

Paring: Seth Rollins X Reader
Rating: Smut, Explicit
Length: 3k+
Includes: Smut, lots of angst, and fluff

Summary: You and Seth still aren’t an official couple after three years. You hatch a plan in anger and spite to make him realize how much he cares about you. It doesn’t go as planned. Angst and smut and a little fluff.

“Why do I even bother?!” You shouted at Seth as he rolled his eyes. You were in the living room of his new house, but this was an old fight.

“Look, I told you,” he sounded angry even though he had no right. “I don’t like titles. We’re dating. I don’t have to be your boyfriend.”

“It’s been three years! You don’t want a title. You don’t want me to move in. You just want me around. It’s not cool!” You were at your wits end with this conversation. You had talked to his friends, and they were as confused as you.

Roman was the most helpful. He told you Seth talked about you a lot. Seth would say “You’ll never guess what y/n did. It was so awesome-” and “Y/n loves those things.” Stuff like that. You did the same thing too, but less and less lately because of this situation he put you in.

The two of you weren’t getting any younger, and you wanted to settle down with him. He was the man you loved, but you were starting to think he wasn’t your future.

“I just don’t want labels. I’ve told you that for like, years,” he said, getting up from the couch, adjusting his basketball shorts and hoodie. “I’m going to hit the gym.” He grumbled as he walked past you.

“I guess I’m going home then,” you said, snatching up your things furiously. “Just tell me one thing,” you turned to him as he put his hair up and picked up his gym bag.

“What?” He asked, clearly irritated and not wanting to actually listen to you. His tone stoked your ire and you decided to change your question.

“Do you mind if I date other people?” You asked, shrugging a bit, keeping your face blank.

“Excuse me?” He asked, looking aghast. You gleaned a bit of satisfaction from his horrified face.

“Well, I’m not your girlfriend, so…? I can date other people, yeah?” You shrugged again.

He glared at you, and you could see his brain working behind his eyes. He didn’t like what you were suggesting, and he was trying to find a way to say ‘no’ without giving ground on his position.

“Sure,” he finally said after a very long pause. “I personally won’t, but sure, go crazy.” He said with a condescending tone. He was trying to guilt you out of the idea by volunteering that he wouldn’t see other people, but at this point… /Fuck him/.
“Hey, y/n! What’s up?” Cesaro’s voice over the phone was just as pleasant as you remembered. “Did Seth lose his phone again? He’s right here somewhere.”

“No,” you laughed. “I wanted to call you specifically,” you admitted.

“Okay,” he said, waiting.

You had planned to just ask him out, but he was too close with Seth. He would say no. You quickly thought of something he’d say yes to.

“Seth is giving me the same argument against labels again,” you sighed.

“The 'Oh, I don’t like labels. I just want to be me. Blah blah blah,’ thing. I’ve heard it.” Cesaro said, sounding as incredulous as everyone else that heard Seth give the excuse.

“Yeah, but this time, I got pretty hot and I kind of said I’d start dating other people,” you winced, realizing how that would sound to one of Seth’s closest friends.

Cesaro sighed. “I don’t blame you.”

“Yeah, so here’s what I want to do, and why I called,” you said, getting down to business. “I would like you to take me on a date. Like, pretty publicly. If that’s okay?” You said, biting the tip of your thumb.

He surprised you by laughing. “Oh boy, that’s evil y/n. Yeah, I’ll do it.”

“Really?” You asked, bouncing in your seat.

“Yeah, lets fuck this tomato,” he said, making you quirk your face in question. What kind of idiom was that? Swiss? You took it for the agreement it was.

“Okay. Bye.” You said, laughing.

“I’ll text you.” He said before hanging up.
You were sitting on your couch watching TV when you heard a furious knock on your door. It was late. About midnight. And you wondered who in the hell it was.

Opening the door cautiously, you peeked out. It was Seth.

You didn’t know he would be back so soon. He usually texted you when he was getting on the airplane or making the drive back home.

“What’s up?” You said, pulling the door open all the way. He rushed inside and you closed the door behind him. He didn’t say a word. He looked rattled. His hair was a mess and he smelled like the cold air outside. It was like he had stopped whatever he was doing and just rushed here.

“Seth,” you started to say, but he just held up a finger. That’s when you noticed his hand was shaking. You looked up to his eyes and saw they were black with fury.

You had seen Seth angry before, but you hadn’t ever seen him livid. You were guessing that’s what this was. You were guessing he saw the photos. The photos from your date with Cesaro.

“You said you would date other people. Not my best fucking friend,” his voice shook as he spoke. You were quiet for a long time. The TV the only sound in the room.

“I’m just-” you tried.

“No. You don’t talk til I say,” he told you. His voice was hot with rage. You felt yourself shrink in. You thought this little stunt would remind Seth how much he liked you. Needed you. Maybe loved you. But maybe it was the thing that would finally tear you two apart.

“Did you ask him, or did he ask you?” He asked, staring you down.

“I asked him,” you said quietly, beginning to shake yourself.

“And he said yes? Just like that?” He was silently waiting for your answer, but his lips were parted with heavy breath.

“Well, I- He-” you tried to figure out what to say.

“Never mind. I just want to know one thing,” he said. “Just tell me…” Seth’s voice broke just a little. “Did you fuck him?”

You shook your head. You hadn’t.

“Did you want to?” His eyes were like open windows to his soul. You could see it howling in pain, and it was about to get worse.

“Yes,” you whispered.

“Yes?!” He asked in disbelief.

“I want to sleep with a lot of guys, Seth, but I don’t.” You told him simply. “Cause there’s only one guy for me.”

He looked angry again. How did he still not understand this?

“Then why date other people?! Why put me through this?!” He shouted, looking more distressed than you’d ever seen him. Even when his knee tore in half and he vacated his title, he was more together than this.

“Because I need a commitment!” You shouted back. “I need to know that at the end of the day you’ll be there for me!”

“I’m here for you!” He argued.

“As a friend? As a fuck buddy? As what?!” You fired back, becoming quite livid yourself. If this was the last fight, if this was the last time you talked, you wanted to make yourself clear. “Come on! Tell me what I am to you!”

He stared at you. He was silent.

“Really?” You said, feeling a knife through your heart. “Nothing?”

“Y/n,” he said, reaching for you. His anger seemed to have slipped away, but that didn’t matter now. You were too flustered. Too mad. Too frustrated.

You slapped his hand away, shocking him. You shocked yourself too, but you didn’t let it show. Not now.

“Get out,” you hissed. You couldn’t look at him anymore. You couldn’t be around him. It hurt too much.

“When I saw the pictures… When I saw you with him,” he started.

“I don’t care anymore. Leave,” you said, feeling tears roll down your cheeks. You didn’t even know you were crying until then.

“Let me just-” he tried, but you couldn’t listen.

“No. I want you out,” you said, realizing he wasn’t going to leave. He had rooted himself like a tree. You had to do something drastic. You had to topple him to get him the fuck away from you. “I already wasted three years of my life with you. How much more of my time do you want to waste?”

He recoiled at that, and it broke your heart to see him in pain. But he couldn’t give you what you needed, so he wouldn’t give you anything anymore.

“I’m- I- Please,” he stuttered. He looked shattered, but you had no idea why, or what it meant. He either couldn’t or wouldn’t tell you what you meant to him.

You went to the door and opened it.

“Goodbye, Seth,” you said, looking down at the floor. You could still feel the fury coursing through your veins, but the anguish was starting to overwhelm it. You needed him gone before you could collapse to the floor.

He walked over to you, and gently put his hand over yours, closing the door for you.

“You’re mine,” he said quietly. His hand was still on yours. You stared at where your hands met. “And I’m yours.” His eyes were pained, but soft as you looked up.

You didn’t say anything. You didn’t know what to say.

“That’s all I’ve got,” he confessed.

“What does that mean?” You asked, feeling so unsure. Like the ground would drop away from your feet at any moment.

“You’re mine,” he shrugged sadly. Probably thinking that wasn’t enough, he kept talking. “You’re my best friend. You’re my favorite person. You’re the person I lean on. You’re… mine.” He said. “And I’m all that stuff for you, right?”

You sniffed and nodded.

“Then I’m yours.”

“Okay,” you said, looking at him in question. A silent 'what else?’

He reached out and pulled you to his chest. He did that thing you loved. Sometimes after a long or particularly rough road trip; he pulled you in, held you tight, rested his chin to your forehead, took a long inhale of your hair, sighed deeply, and kissed the top of your head. He loved you. Seth might not have known it, but you did. You wouldn’t say anything now. You weren’t about to tell him how he felt.

“What was Cesaro saying to you? In the picture, I mean,” he asked, holding you close.

“Which one?” You asked. He pulled back a bit to get his phone out of his pocket. Then he pulled up a picture of Cesaro whispering in your ear and you blushing with a little smile on your face. “I don’t remember.” You didn’t remember what he said. “Is- is that the one that bothered you the most?” You asked, knowing there was a photo of a goodnight kiss.

“Yeah,” he said, laying his cheek on the top of your head as his hand flexed around your side.

“Why?” You were perplexed.

“I don’t know. I guess- I like to make you smile, and- I know lots of people make you smile, but- I don’t know. We make jokes. Our jokes. I didn’t like thinking about you and Cesaro- I don’t know? Having jokes? That doesn’t make any sense,” he sighed. Seth was talking about intimacy. He didn’t want you to be intimate with other people. You smiled to yourself. What a big dummy, you thought, unable to contain a laugh.

“It does make sense. But I have bad news, Cesaro and I do have one joke.” You had remembered what Cesaro was telling you when that picture was snapped.

“What is it?” He frowned, looking at you.

“I’ll never tell,” you smiled at him evilly. He smiled back.

“Come on!” He laughed, shaking you gently, teasingly.

“I’ll tell you my secret for one kiss,” you teased, pointing to your lips. He smiled and paid the toll of one kiss. It stared as a quick peck on the mouth, but then his lips softened and he stayed a bit longer.

After your lips parted, you looked up at him and forgot what you were going to say. He was staring at you, looking at you like you were a stranger. Just blinking, trying to take all of you in.

“Seth?” You asked, putting a hand on his chest. He looked lost.

His hands came up to cup your face. His thumb traced your cheekbone as he stared at you. His beautiful, intelligent brown eyes gazing between your eyes and your lips. You moved forward just an inch and he kissed you again.

He kissed you over and over, pulling you closer. His hands gently, desperately grasping your face. Usually, he’d be pulling your body to his, making his desire clear, but this was different. He was making his desire clear just by kissing you. Fiercely, passionately clinging to your lips.

“I’m not wasting your time anymore. I’m yours,” he said, before sealing your lips again.

You put your arms around his neck. One hand diving into his hair. Saying, with your body, 'I’m here. It’s okay. I’m yours too.’ As soon as you did that, he picked you up and started toward your bedroom.

“I want you,” he said breathlessly, as he set you on your bed. You moved away a bit to start undressing, but he grabbed you back to him.

“Come here,” he huffed, pulling the hem of your shirt over your head. He kissed your shoulders, chest, tummy. He removed your bra. Then he started on your jeans. “You’re mine. You understand?” He asked, pulling your panties down with your jeans.

“Yes,” you said, putting your hands in his hair as he kissed down your hip bone to your pelvis. You knew where he was going.

His mouth found your folds wet, and you moaned in want as his tongue worked magic on you. He was so good at eating you out that sometimes the orgasms brought tears to your eyes.

He groaned as he realized just how slick you were and the husky sound made you even slicker. He brought his hands up to your center and used them to spread your pussy lips so he could give your clit direct attention. You cried out as he lapped at your pleasure center with deadly accuracy. Your hands shook against his scalp as he got you to the edge, making you gasp in desperate need to come.

“Please!” You cried as you felt your peak so close. He licked quicker, more forceful, to make sure you came and came hard. “Yes! Seth!” You practically screamed as your body shook with pleasure.

He climbed up your body, laying between your thighs. You used your fingers to wipe your wetness from his beard, running your thumb over his talented lips. He placed a kiss on the pad of your thumb just before he pressed forward.

You gasped as his cock filled you. He looked down at you with stars in his eyes.

“God, you feel so good. You always feel so good,” he said, holding you close as he started to thrust.

“You too, baby,” you moaned as your hands roamed his back. And he did, he felt so good filling every inch of you with his length.

He took his time, building up the pace, finding out what made you gasp and your pussy clench. The whole time his own breath caught and masculine moans emanated from his throat, driving you wild.

“Louder,” you told him. He looked at you for a second, but then it clicked.

He started going faster, making you throw your head back. He was hitting your g-spot with every thrust, his powerful arms were around you, and his moans hit your ears like music.

“Oh God!” You cried as he lifted your hips a bit.

“You like that?” He huffed, leaning back to look at you.

“Yeah, yeah,” you said, nodding furiously. Your fingers digging into his shoulders to pull him to you. Your lips landed on his right before he pushed you over the edge.

“That’s right. You’re mine. This is my pussy.” He said, reaching down to your clit. You had already come twice but that wasn’t enough for Seth. He wanted to remind you why you were with him.

“I’m yours! Yes!” You told him, looking in his eyes.

“Come for me again,” he demanded of you. “Come for your man.”

You screwed your eyes shut and just heard and felt everything. His cock inside you, his fingers on your clit, his breath hot on your ear, his groans, and the sound of your flesh slapping together. Seth was inside of you and all around you. It was perfect.

“Oh my God!” You gasped as you came for the third time. Tears streamed down your face from the intensity of the pleasure.

“Oh! Y/n…!” He groaned as he came inside of you and went still. You could hear his heart pounding, and you put your hand over his chest to feel it too. “I love you.” He said quietly.

“I love you too,” you said, running a hand through his hair and kissing his forehead. “I’m yours.”

“Damn right,” he chuckled, rolling over and bringing you with him.

“I think you should move in with me.” He said, running his hand over your bare back as you snuggled to his side.

“Really?” You asked, peering up at him. He was completely serious.

“Yeah, really,” he smiled at you and then kissed your forehead.

“Alright then,” you giggled. “Let’s fuck this tomato.”

“Let’s what?!” He laughed. His face quirked in mirth and his eyes shining like no tomorrow.

“Apparently, it’s something Sami says.” You confessed and pecked his cheek. “Cesaro picked it up from him. That’s my joke with Cesaro.”

“It’s lame,” Seth said, trying to frown. “It’s a good thing you have me to make better jokes with.”

You laughed. “Yes, better jokes with my man.”

“My girl,” he sighed, pulling you closer. “Mine. Mine. Mine.”

Don’t Say Anything (End)

Summary: You finally decide to tell Bucky that you’ve been in love with him since the day you met but what happens when you walk in on him with a girl? And not just any girl; Natasha.

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Warnings: just fucking fluff my dude. We need fluff after this emotional rollercoaster DSA put us through. Also warning if you don’t support having a kid before getting married I guess? Fun fact: My parents aren’t married at all but they’ve been together for 18 years (crazy, I’m 17) and my momma had me when she was 19. Idk why I’m telling you this alright goodbye

A/N: Why do I always put an authors note even when it isn’t necessary? It’s a mystery to me. Anywaysssss It’s over! Thank you so much for sticking with me throughout this series, I hope you absolutely loved it! Heartbreaking fics is what I do best I guess. Alrighty well finish reading this shit and tell me what ya this overall :)

9 years later

Bucky wakes up to the sound of giggling and the smell of bacon being cooked. He let out a grunt and stretched, looking over and checking the time on his clock. 9:15 AM. With a huff (because quite honestly, he didn’t want to get out of bed) he stood up and immediately saw the papers sticking to his metal arm by the help of some magnets. He smiled, taking them off and looking them over. There were 2.

One of the papers had ‘I love you daddy’ written on it with hearts while the other had a stick figure drawing of 5 people all smiling. This made Bucky smile even more, knowing exactly who pinned the papers to his arm. He pulled the magnets off and walked downstairs, heading straight to the kitchen where he saw you and his three kids.

Your first child was named Rosalyn. Rosalyn Winnifred Barnes. She wasn’t necessarily a mistake - god no - but she was unplanned. You and Bucky had only been dating for 3 years when you got pregnant with Rosalyn. It was a surprise for both of you. Her middle name, obviously named after Bucky’s mother. You remember his reaction when you suggested it.

After many long hours in labor, you had finally given birth to a beautiful baby girl. You were sat up on the bed, pen in hand as you filled out the form the nurse had passed on to you. You and Bucky had agreed on the name Rosalyn but when you came across ‘middle name’ you turned to the super soldier who was in the middle of doing skin-to-skin with your little bundle of joy.

“Buck.” you say softly. His blue eyes find yours and he smiles. “We never discussed a middle name.”

He pouted, looking down at his daughter who was sleeping soundly in his arms. “Hmm.. Delilah? What do you like?”

Your eyes go down to your daughter and you smile before locking eyes with Bucky. “How about Winnifred?”

The ex assassin’s eyes soften and gloss over with tears at the mention of his mothers name. “Really?”

“Yes, really. It’s a beautiful name.” you nod.

Bucky sniffled, quickly wiping away a stray tear. “It is.” his eyes travel down to the baby. “Rosalyn Winnifred Barnes. I love it.”

Your second child was named Olive Natalia Barnes. You had her a year into yours and Bucky’s marriage. She was a stubborn little thing; didn’t want to come out so the doctor had to induce your labor. Olive was a little sassy thing (I mean for Pete’s sake she rolled her eyes at Bucky!). She reminded you of Natasha, hence her middle name. Upon hearing the news about Olive’s middle name, the red head cried. A lot.

The doctor finally let you have visitors but only two at a time and the first two people through that door were Steve and Natasha. They made their way to the foot of the hospital bed and smiled at you.

“Hey Y/N,” Steve was the first to speak. “How’re you feeling?”

You give him a smile. “Sore, but I’ll manage.”

The blonde chuckles before moving over to his best friend leaving Natasha who had migrated beside you.

“You look like shit.” the red head comments and you laugh.

“Thanks Nat, just what I needed.”

“Hey, what kind of best friend would I be if I didn’t tell the truth?” you laugh again. “When can you go home?”

“They want me to stay one more day.” you respond and Natasha nods.

“Seems reasonable.” her eyes drift over to Olive who was wide awake. “And who’s this little one?” she cooed.

You smile. “This is Olive.” you carefully hand her over to Natasha.

“What, no middle or last name mom and dad?” she joked, keeping her eyes on the baby.

You look over at Bucky who smirked and that’s just what you needed before you turned back to Natasha. “Natalia. Olive Natalia Barnes.”

Her eyes snap up to meet yours, flickering between you and Bucky. “Oh my god.”

Her eyes fill with tears as she starred down at your baby girl.

“Do you like it?” Bucky questioned when all you could hear was her crying.

“Buck and I think it suits her. She rolled her eyes at him earlier. Reminded me of you.” you add with a smile, watching the two bond.

Natasha lets out a laugh and wipes away her tears. “I love it.” she says. Olive wraps her tiny hand around Nat’s finger. “I love it so much.”

Your last and final child was named Steven Christopher Barnes. You had him four years into your marriage. Bucky chose his name; naming him after his best friend. In all the years you’ve known Steve, you’ve never seen him cry. That was until the day Bucky told him what his nephews name was.

The doctor allowed visitors two at a time, just like last time with Olive. Again, Natasha and Steve were the first two to come in. Bucky was holding your son, rocking him back and forth in his arms.

“Alright, kid number three, let’s get this show on the road.” Nat joked as she sat in the extra chair beside you.

You lean your head back and smile.

“How was it? The birth, I mean.” Steve asked as he stood next to Bucky.

“God, by far the easiest.” you respond causing both Natasha and Steve to laugh. “He just slipped right out like a waterslide.” you imitated a waterslide with your hands and mouth and Bucky chuckled.

“Wow really?” the red head questioned.

“Mhm. They told me to push, I did and he was out like that.” you snap.

“Wow..” she murmured. “Oh hey are you fine… down there?”

“What do you mean?” you ask.

“Well with Rose you… ripped… down there and then Olive did the same thing. Did it happen this time?” she questioned.

“Nat, do you see how big my son is?” you gesture over to Bucky. Steven has been your smallest child - in a healthy way of course, he was perfectly healthy.

“Ah, okay, I’m taking that as a no.” she nods.

The two men chuckle and you advert your eyes over to them.

“What’s the little guy’s name?” Steve questioned, peering down at your son.

“Do you want to hold him?” Bucky asked as he stood up.

“Yeah, of course.” the blonde nods. Bucky passes Steven to his friend who cradles the little bundle safely.

Bucky smiles at the sight. “His name’s Steven. Steven Christopher Barnes.”

When the super soldier looked up, his eyes were threatened with tears. “You named him after me?”

“Yeah. You’re the most caring, inspiring, brave, kind-hearted person I know and I only hope my son will turn out like you. You’re a good man, Steve. I’m proud to call you my best friend.” Bucky tells him.

Steve lets out a small sob as he gently hands Steven over to you before engulfing his best friend in a tight hug. “Thank you, Buck.” he cried into the brunettes shoulder. “I love it.”

“What are you lovely ladies doing?” he asked playfully. Steven makes a noise from his highchair. “Oh, and gentleman.”

“We’re helping mommy with breakfast!” your six year old, Rosalyn replied with a smile.

“Daddy, daddy! Did you see my drawing?” your four year old, Olive asked, jumping off the chair she was sitting in and running over to Bucky.

He squats down to her level. “I did and I loved it, doodles.”

Olive smiled and wrapped her arms around her father. Bucky calls her doodles because she loves to draw. He picks her up in his arms before striding over to the fridge. Using the two magnets, he pins the papers to the fridge before making his way over to you.

“Morning baby.” he spoke.

“Morning.” you look at him and smile only for Bucky to capture your lips in a kiss. Rosalyn and Olive let out strings of ‘ew’ and Bucky pulls away, chuckling.

“What are you saying ‘ew’ to?” he questioned, holding Olive tightly as he rounded the counter to Rosalyn.

“You and mommy kissed.” Rosalyn scrunched up her nose.

“What’s wrong with kissing?” he was now standing in front of her.

“It’s nasty!” Olive cuts in and Rosalyn nods in agreement.

Bucky smirked. “Oh really? So how would you feel if I.. kissed you!” he grabs Rosalyn and began peppering kisses on both her and Olive. They laughed, trying to get away from him but of course failed. He didn’t let them go until one year old Steven shouted ‘daddy’.

Moving away from the girls, he walked over to Steven who sat in his highchair, eating. “What? Why’re you yelling at me?”

The toddler giggles and raises his arms in the air, making grabbing motions.

“You want up?” Bucky asked and Steven nods. “Well too bad. Eat your food.”

Bucky turns away but looks over his shoulder only to see Steven’s lip quivering, getting ready to cry. He immediately turns back to his son and kneels down. “Oh no baby I was just kidding, come here.”

He lifts Steven out of his highchair and cradles him to his chest as he swayed back and forth.

You put the last piece of bacon on a plate before taking it over to the table, passing Bucky and Steven. After setting the plate down, you turn to your husband and son. “Oh my baby, what happened amorcito?” you coo and Steven lifts his head off of Bucky’s shoulder to look at you. He’s pouting, lip quivering even though he was perfectly fine when Bucky picked him up. “Is daddy being mean?”

The one year old nods and you softly run your fingers through his hair with a pout. Bucky rubs Steven’s back and kisses his cheek. “I’m sorry, bug.”

After a minute or two, Bucky puts Steven back in his highchair before sitting down as well, ready to eat.

You and your family make it to Tony’s new and improved Stark Tower (Tony’s request). Upon entering the living room, you see that everyone was already there.

“Hey.” you greet first, Steven in your arms while Bucky held Rosalyn and Olive’s hands.

They all turn their heads towards you and smile. “Hey guys.”

“Auntie Nat!” Olive shouted, pulling her hand from Bucky’s and running over to Natasha.

“Hey doodles, what’s crackin’?” the red head placed Olive on her lap.

“The bones of my enemies.” the four year old responds and you shake your head.

“Ah, I’ve taught you well.” Natasha high fives her.

Rosalyn slips away from Bucky’s grasp and makes her way over to Wanda and Vision.

“Hi aunt Wanda.” Rosalyn smiled.

“Hey Rose.” Wanda grinned, making room for the six year old to sit.

“Hi Vis.” Rosalyn waved.

Vision nods his head. “Hello, Rosalyn.”

Rose gets comfy. “Can you tell me about outer space?”

“Why yes,” he smiled. “What would you like to know?”

You tear your gaze away from the two when Steve comes towards you, arms outstretched. “Gimme.”

You smile, handing him Steven who hugs Steve tightly. “Hey buddy.” he chuckled. You watch him walk back to Sam and Clint and you scoff.

“The asshole didn’t even say hi to me. No ‘how’re you doing’ or ‘hi Y/N - Nothing!” you say.

Bucky chuckled. “He’s attached at the hip with Steven. Those two are hard to separate.”

You playfully roll your eyes. “Tell me about it.”

At that moment, Bruce walks up to the two of you, a water bottle in hand. “Hey guys.”

“Bruce! You’re back!” Bucky exclaimed, hugging the doctor.

“Yeah, I’m back.” he laughed as they pulled away.

“For good?” you question.

Bruce smiles, knowing why you’re asking. “Yeah, for good.” he then turns to look at Natasha who was busy with Olive. “It’s about time I stop running away from the good things in my life.”

You grin and Bruce turns back to you. “Anyways I should get going, I’m surprised Tony hasn’t called me-”

“Bruce!” Tony’s voice cut off the doctor.

Bruce chuckled. “I spoke too soon. See you guys later.” and with that, he disappeared into the backyard.

Bucky set the diaper bag down near the wall just as Thor walked up to you. “James, Y/N!”

“Thor!” you shout, wrapping your arms around him. He gives you a bone crushing hug. Literally. He cracked your back.

“How is everything? The kids?” he asked.

“Everything’s good, the kids are good.” you nod over to where they are.

“And the baby..” he trails off.

“Steven.” you nod.

“Ah, you named him Steven.”

You let out a laugh. “Thor, I was not going to name him what you suggested.”

Bucky wraps his arm around your waist, a thing he usually does for no reason.

Thor touches his chest dramatically. “What’s wrong with Asgardian Warrior Barnes?”

“Everything!” you chuckle.

“It would have been perfect for him. He could have been a warrior for Asgard.” he responds.

“Uncle Thor!” the voice of Olive rips through the air.

“Yes, my green Olive-” Thor turns around with a smile but it is immediately wiped away when he sees Olive holding his hammer with no struggle at all. Suddenly everyone’s eyes are on her.

“Uncle Tony tripped over your hammer so I brought it to you.” she smiled, lifting it up. Thor takes it.

“Right.. Uh…” he clears his throat, looking around the room at everyone who was watching. “Thank you Olive.”

She nods and walks back to Natasha while everyone pondered what just happened. Four year old Olive just picked up Thor’s hammer. Holy fuck.

“Right…” Thor says again. “I’m just gonna… go see if Tony needs help.”

And he was gone. Sam was the first to break the silence, laughing his ass off. “Hey Bucky, your kid is worthy.”

“Can it, Sam.” Bucky chuckled and just like that, everything was back to normal. You look around the room, frowning when you don’t see Pietro even though you knew he was away on a solo mission. You missed your best friend.

“Whatcha thinkin’ about, baby doll?” Bucky questioned.

“Pietro.” you sighed. “I miss him.”

“I know baby,” he sighed, kissing your forehead. “He’ll be back next week.”

“I know.” you lean into him, wrapping your arms around his waist. You let out a deep sigh, watching your kids smile and laugh with your friends. It was a wonderful sight.

“Hey Y/N.” Bucky murmured softly and you pull away slightly, enough to look at him.


The brunette smiled. “Thank you,” he says. “For giving me a chance all those years ago. For marrying me. For giving me three beautiful children. Thank you.”

It’s your turn to smile. “I love you, Bucky.”

“I love you too, Y/N.” he responds and your lips meet in a kiss. “And maybe we can get Nat or Steve to watch the kids tonight so we can…” he trails off while his thumbs rubs circles on your side.

“How long has it been since we’ve had sex?” you question.

“Six months.”

You groan before looking around. Olive was with Natasha, Rosalyn was listening to Vision talk about outer space and Steve was sitting on the floor with Steven and Sam, Legos sprawled out before them. You look back at Bucky.

“Who says we have to wait till tonight?” you smirk.

“Are you suggesting we-”

“Yup.” you nod. “My old room is upstairs and I know for a fact that it’s empty.”

“Naughty, naughty.” the soldier smirked before glancing around to make sure no one was watching. “Let’s go.” and with a squeeze to your hip, the two of you enter the elevator.

Some things never change.

A/N: I don’t know if you guys read my end-of-the-chapter authors notes but if you do holy fUck this was 2617 words and it’s 5:39 AM and I’ve watched Wreck-It Ralph a total of 5 times while writing this. Anyways it’s the end! Tell me what ya think!


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I’ve Alway Been Here, Not Him- Harry Hook x Reader

Originally posted by unchxxrted

Request/Summary/prompt:PLEASE USE PROMPT 10 IN A HARRY HOOK IMAGINE (maybe with the reader as Tiana’s daughter - I’ve read a few imagines with this pairing and it’s my favourite) WHERE THE READER GETS DUMPED BY CHAD! It would make my day xxxcould you #10 from the prompt list with harry
#10 with Harry Hook please!

A: I still love him B. I miss him so much and he doesn’t even care. I need him, I can’t live without him
B: You don’t get it do you?
A: B?
B: I’m here. I’ve always been here. Whenever you needed a shoulder to cry on I’ve always been there. I make you laugh, I make you smile, everything I do I do for you. He gives you nothing, he just lets you down over and over again. I love you A but you’ve never even notice.

Warnings: Like one curse word

I smiled as I walked over to Evie and Mal’s room. Today was Chad and I’s four month anniversary and I was on my way to get my outfit from Evie. 

“Hey E,” I said when I walked in.

“Y/n, I have your outfit ready for tonight. It is right over there,” She told me, pointing at my outfit.

“Wow, it’s perfect! Thank you so much,” I told her as I pulled her into a hug.

“I am so glad you like it, I hope you like Chad as much as you like the outfit,” She said as her smile dropped. I gave her a confused look, not knowing why she would say that.

“Y/n we all know you have a thing for Harry. I don’t know why you are dating Chad,” She said shaking her head. 

“Look, Harry doesn’t like me so why should I waste my time waiting on someone who will never love me the way I love them. Chad loves me and that is all that matters,” I sighed out. It was true, ever since I met Harry I felt a connection to him. I knew it was only one-sided though, he would only ever think of me as his friend. No matter how much it hurt to admit .

“How do you know that? Did you ever ask him,” She questioned me.

“No but it doesn’t matter now, I have Chad,” I said as I started getting changed behind the board setup for changing. I could hear her sigh but I just ignored it.

“How do I look,” I asked after I was done getting dressed.

“Smoking, now go get him tigger,” She laughed out with a wink. I laughed and said one more thank you before heading over to Chad’s dorm. As I wa walking I bumped into Harry, literally. 

“Oh sorry lass, didn’t see you there,” Harry said helping me up. 

“It’s fine Harry,” I told him with a warm smile.

“Wow you look, you look breath taking,”He said in awe, looking me up and down. I blushed at his comment and looked away.

“Thanks Harry but I look the same as always,” I said.

“Exactly,” I heard him whisper out.

“Well I have to go meet Chad. See you later,” I told him as I quickly walked off. He mumbled a goodbye as he watched me go.

When I arrived at Chad’s dorm I heard quite moans and laughs.

“Chad stop, y/n is going to be here any second,” I heard a voice that sounded familiar but I couldn’t quite tell who it was.

“She won’t find out, don’t worry. Even if she does what does it matter? I don’t even love her,” Chad said. I was debating on going in or just walking away. I decided on walking in. When I walked in I saw Chad and Audrey making out with there clothes scattered all around the room. I felt my heart shatter into a million pieces as I saw the scene in front of me. 

“What the hell Chad,” I screamed at him as they jumped off each other.

“Y/n I-I can explain,” Chad quickly stuttered out. He pulled up his boxers and ran over to me. I took a few steps back as he came closer.

“I am so sorry, I didn’t want you to find out this way. Look I just, I just don’t love you anymore. You were getting boring,” He hesitantly said. I felt tears fall out of my eyes but I quickly whipped them away.

“So instead of coming to me and telling me this, you decided to cheat on me. I loved you Chad, I would have done anything for you and this is how you repay me,” I said to him in disbelief. When he didn’t answer I laughed bitterly and ran out of the room. I could barely see where I was going and ran into someone causing me to fall on my butt.

“Looks like you can’t stop yourself from running into me today love,” A scottish accent said. I looked up at Harry and saw he was smirking but it quickly feel after seeing the look on my face.

“What’s wrong princess,” He asked with concern in his voice. I stood up and threw myself into Harry’s arms. He wrapped his arms around me and rubbed my back.

“Y/n darling, you have to tell me what’s wrong so I can help you,”He whispered in my ear. I didn’t say anything but unwrapped myself from him. He gave me a questioning look but I grabbed his hand and lead him to the roof of the school. When we got to it I sat down and pulled him down with me.

“Are you going to tell me what is wrong now,” He asked me softly. I sighed and turned my body so I was facing him.

“After I bumped into you, you know how I said I was going to met up with Chad,” I asked him. He nodded in response.

“Well when I got there I heard a girl’s voice tell him stop because I would be there any second and he was like don’t worry about it. I don’t care if she knows or something like that. Anyway, I decided to walk in and I saw Chad making out with Audrey. Then when I said something he said that he didn’t love me anymore and I was getting boring,” I finished as I started crying again. Harry pulled me onto his lap and started rubbing it again.

“Y/n he is an idiot for cheating on you and letting you go. If he couldn’t see how wonderful you are then he doesn’t deserve you. Girls like you only come once in a lifetime,” Harry whispered in my ear with a hint of anger as he rocked me back and forth. He kissed my forehead a couple times until I calmed down. After I stopped crying and got my voice back I decided to speak up.

“I still love him Harry. I miss him so much and he doesn’t even care. I need him, I can’t live without him,” I told him as I whipped my eyes. I felt him tense when I said that.
“You don’t get it do you,”
He asked me bitterly.
“Harry,” I said as more of a question, confused as to what he means.
“I’m here. I’ve always been here. Whenever you needed a shoulder to cry on I’ve always been there. I make you laugh, I make you smile, everything I do I do for you. He gives you nothing, he just lets you down over and over again. I love you y/n but you’ve never even notice,” He confessed. I stared at him in utter shock. Evie was right, I should have just told him how I felt and none of this would have happened. He sighed am moved me out of his lap.

“I have to go,” He muttered out as he left quickly.

“Harry, Harry wait,” I called out but he didn’t stop. I stood there motionless. Sure I had lost Chad and it hurt but it didn’t hurt as much as losing Harry. I slowly walked off of the roof and made my way to my dorm. I plopped down on my bed and tried to fall asleep but couldn’t.

“This is going to be a long night,” I thought to myself as I laid there alone with my thoughts haunting me.

~Week Later~

It had been a week and Harry had been avoiding me. Everytime I tried to talk to him he would just walk away from me. Today was going to be different though. The four vks and I had come up with a plan to get Harry to talk to me. Mal and Evie would go up to Harry and tell him that Jay and Carlos needed him to go the the locker room. That is where I would be waiting. Jay and Carlos were going to make sure it was empty before I went in. As I got to the locker room I knocked on it and waited for the two of them to come out.

“Hey y/n it is all clear,” Jay told me as he walked out. I gave him a small smile as I felt my nerves rise.

“It will be alright, you just have to dig down deep inside yourself to find the courage you need to talk to him,” Carlos told me patting my back. I said thank you to both or them as I entered the locker room and sat down. Not to long after I came in the door opened.

“What did you guys-” He stopped mid sentence when he saw me.

“Y/n, what are yo doing in the boys locker room,” He asked me. I stood up and walked over to him which cause him to tense. When I notice this I stopped walking and looked down. 

“Harry ever since I met you I felt a connection towards you. I can’t really describe it but when I first laid eyes on you I felt a pull. Like I was supposed to be with you. Whenever I look into your beautiful eyes I get lost in them. When I hear your accent it drives me crazy. When you laugh it makes me want to keep making you laugh just so I can hear it. Honestly, I am terrified to be around you because of this. I-I am scared because I love you more than I should. The only reason I even dated Chad was because I thought I wasn’t good enough for you and I thought you didn’t love me. Sure I had feelings for Chad but with you it is a whole nother level. You’re right, you were there. You were there whenever I needed you. I can’t live without you Har, I am incomplete without you,” I poured my heart out. There was a moment of silence, possible the longest moment ever, before I felt his lips on mine. It took me a moment to realize what was happening but when I did I quickly kissed back. It was a long passionate kiss, neither one of us wanting to break it. We finally pulled away when we ran out of air. I rested my head in his as I tried to catch my breath.

“I love you y/n,”He panted out, still out of breath. I smiled and pulled him into a shorter kiss.

“I love you too.”

Sorry this is kind of short. I hope you guys liked it!

Identity Part Four (Peter Parker x Reader)

Originally posted by dailymcugifs

Word Count: 960

Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader

AN: You can read part one, two , three and five here

I’m going to go see spidey again tonight i’m very excited. `

Not long after you released your tears onto Peter Parker’s naked chest did you fall asleep. Yes, you were aware that he was only standing in his boxers when you were hugging him. An yes, you did blush like crazy when you realised. 

Peter didn’t mind that you were sleeping in his bed however. He couldn’t seem to help himself but look over at you as you rested peacefully against his pillow, in the less creepiest way possible. He believed you looked beautiful laying there, your long eyelashes resting gently upon your slightly flushed cheeks. Peter thought you were the prettiest girl in the world and you didn’t even know it.

The sound of a phone ringing snapped him out of these thoughts. He didn’t know where these emotions where coming from, he thought he’d only felt this way about Liz. But the more he stared at the sleeping beauty in front of him the more his previous crush on Liz Allan faded away. 

Peter quickly reached over and grabbed the phone so you wouldn’t wake up to the noise. Speaking of Liz, that’s who was calling your phone. Hesitantly he answered the call, mentally preparing himself for what excuse he could give Liz as to why her best friend was currently laying asleep in his bed. "Y/N oh god please tell me you’re alive?!“ 

Awkwardly clearing his throat at the frantic introduction Peter replied into the phone. "Liz?” Peter was sure that Liz’s eyebrows were furrowed in confusion as to why he was answering your phone. "Peter Parker? What are you doing answering Y/N’s phone? Is she okay?“ He could hear the worry in her voice at the thought of her friend being injured or even worse. 

 "She’s asleep right now but she’s okay.” He reassures her, hearing Liz letting out a sigh of relief at the information. "What happened?“ 

There was a pause as Peter thought over what he would tell her, speaking slow and carefully to avoid a slip up. "She was rescued by Spider-man and I found her crying in a classroom. I didn’t get much out of her before she passed out from the shock of everything. I brought her back to mine since I didn’t know her address or that she even had a phone on her until now. She woke up an hour ago but she’s sleeping again now.”

He was lying straight through his teeth which left him feeling slightly guilty, but he couldn’t just tell Liz about being Spider-man. "Thank god she’s alright. Thank you for helping her Pete, I’ll call her parents and let them know. Just text me the address. Okay see ya.“ 

"Bye.” With that he hung up the phone, gently placing it back down on his desk unaware of your gaze on him. "Was that Liz?“ Your voice startled him, not realising you were awake once again. "Yeah, she was just calling to see if you were okay. Also you’ve got to stop doing that.” A giggle left your mouth at his reaction, that boy could be so darn cute. "Is she okay?“ Concern was laced in your tone as you slowly stood up from the mattress, stretching your arms out above your head. "Yeah, she got out with the rest of the school. How did you get caught up in that mess anyway?" 

"I lost Liz in the crowd and thought she got left behind so I tried to find her but then well…you know the rest.” Peter’s eyebrows raised slightly, somewhat surprised that someone would do such a thing when they didn’t have powers like he did.“You risked your life for a friend you weren’t even sure was in trouble?" 

You merely shrugged in response, not understanding why it seemed to shock him so much."You risk your life for random strangers every day, why are you so surprised?” At the mention of Spider-man Peter was reminded that you’d figured out his secret identity, but how? He had always made sure no one could ever catch him and was extra cautious that no one would follow him home. So how did an ordinary high school student figure it out? “How did you figure that out anyway?" 

Taking a seat on Peter’s desk chair you swivelled around to face him with your arms crossed. "It wasn’t too hard thinking about it. After you looked over at Liz when she was talking about Spider-man the other day in PE, I kind of already figured it out. That look in your eyes kind of said it all. But I needed more evidence so when you caught me the other day I realised you had unnaturally fast reflexes and that you were always running off. Then Ned looked ridiculously nervous when I asked him about it so that just sealed the deal." 

Confusion was still evident on his face though as he moved closer to you. "Why didn’t you tell anyone?” The close proximity between you both was starting to make you feel nervous, your slightly reddened cheeks being proof of that. "Because that would just be rude. There is a reason you wear a mask when you do what you do, who am to jeopardise that?“ 

As you answered his question Peter couldn’t help but wonder why he spent so much time obsessing over Liz Allan when you were always there right next to her. "Wow you truly are something." It was like an almost magnetic pull between you both as you stared into each others eyes, slowly leaning closer and closer to each other. Your breath hitched in your throat at what was about to happen. Your lips were almost touching when the moment was interrupted by the sound of Aunt May’s voice. "Peter Y/N’s parents are here!”

Bts reacting to you two breaking up!

Request: Bts reaction-breakup


He wouldn’t necessarily be upset at you or put you at fault, he’d just want to talk it out and see exactly where you guys went wrong. This doesn’t mean his heart wouldn’t ache. He’d also try to turn everything into a life lesson… more than usual.

Originally posted by chimchams


Jin would probably let the kids starve including himself. He wouldn’t be very useful and would just lay around. Fake smiles and no dad puns. He would talk to his mates, one on one, if they asked him if he needed to talk. He’d cry to them and accept their hugs.

Originally posted by lavender-kills


He’d try to put up a front but once the boys figured out something was wrong and asked him he’d start bawling then and there. He’d want to do something to keep his mind off of it, dancing. He’d be in the practice room practicing for hours until someone made him stop and rest.

Originally posted by jiminsjamsjams


I know he may seem like a tough guy but I feel like he’d cry himself to sleep for a while. He’d use this as a life lesson and interpret it into his music. Would want some space away from the boys and would take lone walks at night.

Originally posted by seokjohn


He’d try to cover his sad aura with jokes and smiles. If he wasn’t distracting himself and everything was still and quiet he’d think about the break up and become a sad mopey Tae. Would most definitely cry but all in all would try his best to keep being bright for the ones around him.

Originally posted by aestaetically


He would be visibly upset. Pouty, mad, sad, all the negative emotions would be there. He wouldn’t want to talk to anyone about it and would stay away from the members. Would slowly but surely get over it but he’d want to do it by himself.

Originally posted by ohparkjimin


He’d become irratable, get mad very easily. Wouldn’t want to talk about it with anyone until he felt the urges to cry go away. If he did feel the urges he’d storm away into his room and wouldnt come out for a long time. Would try to distract himself with hours of the gym and days of video games.

Originally posted by jengkook

Are these accurate? Most likely not but I honestly don’t know how they’d react bc I dont like imagining my babies sad let alone seeing them cry. So at the anon who sent me this, why you hurt me? I started crying once I got to Yoongi. ;-; Tell me what you think about this!

anonymous asked:

20,22, 17 and 1 for the prompt list with Peter Parker? Pls I love angst

this isn’t angsty at the slightest bc i’m garbage i’m sorry 

“So, you’re just gonna leave without a ‘goodbye’?” I smiled to myself, pulling my sweater over my head. “Who knew you were so sleazy.”

“I’ve got exams in the morning that I haven’t studied for, Parker.” I glanced at my friend, Peter. He sighed, slipping his boxers back on and walking over to his dresser, pulling out a pair of sweats before putting those on, too. “Don’t you have to study for finals too, Engineer Major?” He rolled his eyes, throwing me my shorts and walking over to the bathroom.

“I do, but, if you forgot, I’m a genius. You’ve known me since high school. We’re second years now, you should know this.” I laughed, shaking my head. I looked up after putting my shoes on and saw him leaning against the door of the bathroom. “You’re actually leaving?” I looked at him confused – it’s not like this was new. “I know it’s not new.” My eyes widened, realizing I had said that last part out loud. I shrugged. “It’s just – doesn’t this feel… different?” I gulped, looking at the front door and shrugging again; the air was growing thick and it was becoming uncomfortable.

“Pete,” I sighed, running a hand through my hair, “we’re just frien–”

We’re not just friends and you fucking know it.” I groaned, I knew this conversation would come, I just expected it to be over one of our study days, not after one of our sleeping days.

“Peter, I don’t want to talk about this. Not right now, anyway.” I bent down, collecting my purse and my phone. I headed for his door but he rushed in front of me, blocking it. “Move it, Parker.”

“No, we’re fucking talking about this.” I laughed humorlessly, dropping my backpack from my shoulder. “Why are you so against us talking about this?”

“Because, Peter! We have, we’ve talked about this. We promised no feelings, no relationship, no strings!”

“When the fuck has that ever worked? Are you going to tell me you don’t feel anything for me? At all?” I looked at the door behind me, pursing my lips as I refused to answer. “Answer me!”

“I’m not doing this.”

“Are you afraid?” I didn’t say anything. “I think you’re afraid.” I groaned again, trying to get past him again.

“You don’t fucking know me, then.”

I think you’re just afraid to be happy because all of your other boyfriends treated you like shit. Stop blaming me for you having bad taste.” I looked up at him, my mouth slightly open. His facial expression softened, shaking his head at himself. “N-no, that’s not what I meant.” I scoffed, shoving him out of my way – not that he fought against me this time.

Bite me, Parker.” I opened my door, pushing my way through the different bodies in the hallway, still partying outside of Peter’s dorm room, the party Peter and I were at just a couple of hours ago before we decided to continue what we started in one of the bathrooms, in his room. What a fucking mistake that was.

“Wait!” I heard Peter behind me, causing me to scoff as I walked faster, making it outside before I felt his hand around my arm. I pulled it out of his grip, giving him a death glare.

“Fuck off, Peter!” I almost walked away, but knew my anger would eat away at me if I didn’t say anything – so, I turned back around. “Where the fuck do you get off?” He looked at me confused. “You ditched me most of high school to be a super hero and didn’t tell me about it until you almost died. Do you know how bad that fucking hurt me? I couldn’t trust you, Peter!” He tried to calm me down by putting his hands on my shoulders but I pushed him off. “No!” I roughly wiped my eyes, not noticing I was crying until I started to sniffle.

“I get it,” he whispered, looking around to see if anyone was listening. “I get why you might not be able to trust me fully, and I get that you worry about me – but, I couldn’t put that on you. I couldn’t – I couldn’t let you worry about me. I loved you too much–”

“What?” He took a step away from me, looking at me and then looking at his feet. “Peter, you can’t just fucking say that and then act like you didn’t.”

“It just came out… I mean, I meant it – I wanted it to come out in a better way though.” He looked at me, his eyes glistening as he reached a hand out to me. “I know I don’t deserve it – I don’t deserve youchoose me.”

“What?” He walked directly up to me, his hands on either side of my face.

“Choose me, please. I-I do, I do love you. I love you, I have since we were Sophomores. Just,” he shook his head, tilting my face so my lips were closer to his. “Choose me.” He whispered, pushing his lips on mine. I gasped, not expecting him to do anything. But, I didn’t stop him, didn’t push him away. I rested my hands on top of his, that were still holding my face, and kissed him back. He pulled away, keeping his forehead against mine. “Please,” he whispered, “choose me.”

“It’ll always be you, Parker.” He smiled, going in to kiss me again, but I pulled away, raising an eyebrow at him. “Sorry,” he said, embarrassed, “you confessing your love to me turns me on.” I could hear the teasing tone in his voice, causing me to shove him away from me. “Wait, what? Where are you going? Aren’t you gonna help me out?!” I shook my head, walking back to my dorm room with a smile on my face.

“You deserve this one, Parker. Have fun in the shower – I heard cold water helps.” I heard him groan, causing me to laugh.

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Prompts list

1. “She never misses, she never quits, and never loses. If you’re alive, it’s because she wants you alive.”
2. “Because even the sun can envy the stars.”
3. “Cold sunshine fell around him.”
4. “She really couldn’t stand his eyes on her.”
5. “Amazing, isn’t it?”
6. “The truth lodged bitter tasting in his mouth”
7. “I hope one day you’re as happy as you’re pretending to be.”
8. “She’s missing, not dead.”
9. “I ran in the direction of the scream.
10. “Promise me you’ll stay.”
11. “They were looking at each other with the intensity usually reserved for bomb defusion.”
12. “They couldn’t remember a time when they weren’t scared.”
13. “I’m like 20% sure this plan will work. The other 80% means we could die horribly and violently, but honestly it’s a really solid plan.”
14. “If my parents knew what I was doing, they’d kill me.”
15. "I may despise you with the burning white hot intensity of a thousand suns, but that doesn’t mean I don’t love you.”
16. “His capacity for forgiveness wasn’t infinite.”
17. "I’m sorry, but I can’t trust you anymore.”
18. "All of those people are alive right now because of her.”
19. "Stop talking about love for a minute and help me with this bullet wound.”
20. "You were always the quiet one.”
21. "You’ve only heard his point of view. You never asked mine.”
22. "No! I’m tired of doing what you say!”
23. “He was terrified of small spaces and she knew.”
24. “It was the age of screaming.”
25. “There were few things that truly weren’t meant to exist. One of them was…”
26. “They came in a blur of shadows.”
27. "I promised myself I wouldn’t let you complete me.”
28. “There were only so many things you could hide from.”
29. Her voice could sink ships.
30. "If you take her eyes, she will be blind. But if you take her heart, she will be empty.”
31. “She was broken in a lot of ways, but there was a brilliance in her that he wanted to know all about.”
32. "I saw you staring at each other, I just wasn’t sure if it was sexual tension or murderous rage.”
33. “His eyes drooped, his hands wavered, and then there was a scream of metal tearing.”
34. “He watched, helpless, as the door closed behind her.”
35. “Under normal circumstances he would speak his mind, but, with a gun against his head…”
36. “It was a compelling and convincing argument and for that reason she chose to ignore it.”
37. “He was the picture of health. Which was amazing considering his lifestyle.”
38. “It was as if she didn’t understand the concept of ‘shut up’.”
39. “I believed that nothing could ever replace it. And that belief lasted for forty eight hours.”
40. “The kiss tasted like tears.”
41. "My life is my own to ruin.”
42. "You are cordially invited to go fuck yourself.”
43. "I’d rather carress my asshole with a chainsaw.”
44. “You were saturated sunlight.”
45. “His eyes brimmed with unshed tears but neither of you mentioned it.”
46. “It was already here.”
47. "Just shut up and listen to me!”
48. “You swallowed thickly and looked up.”
49. “Having heard those words before, you suddenly realised their meaning.”
50. “He would never truly admit it, but…”
51. “She stared into the mirror.”
52. “Shh, I promise its all gonna be alright now. I promise.”
53. “He held her for what felt like decades.”
54. “The Sun could never truly divorce the Sky.”
55. “But what would have happened if…”
56. “I know!”
57. “A smile played on his lips.”
58. “T'was wicked.”
59. “Tonight, the foxes hunt the hounds.”
60. “Have you done it yet?”
61. “An echoing howl.”
62. “Why cant you just open your eyes and see?!”
63. “Its not right.”
64. “He watched her, never realising that she was watching him.”
65. “Her breathing quickened. He knew what was happening to her.”
66. “Please. Just let me in.”
67. “Sing me a lullaby.”
68. “It cracked and shattered- and with it, so did her heart.”
69. “It just…hurts.”
70. “I laughed and laughed until I couldn’t laugh anymore.”
71. “I cried and cried until I couldn’t cry anymore.”
72. “I did all of this for you. What more could you want?”
73. “Don’t you ever get lonely?”
74. “Gods, you just wanted to drag your nails down his back and tangle your fingers in his hair.”
75. “It was a long time ago, but some people still couldn’t forgive.”
76. “It started without the glamour, without the drama. It started with a smile.”
77. “That was his fourth helping, and I still hadn’t finished my first!”
78. “Where the hell have you been?”
79. “Please just leave me alone…”
80. “It looked like it was getting fun so I decided to join in.”
81. “Oh, come on! It was only the one!”
82. “She fell in love with the tinkle of his laugh and the gleam in his eye.”
83. “Happy ever after? Please.”
84. “Was there ever anything there?”
85. “Gods, he was gorgeous.”
86. “I want to break those glasses with my pelvis.”
87. “The bluest blue to ever freaking blue.”
88. “He wasn’t as tough as they all thought. And she knew it.”
89. “Oh shit.”
90. “You shot me?!”
91. “He didn’t have anyone else, so you always made sure that you were there for him.”
92. “Could you ever truly forgive him?”
93. “I’m sorry, I’ve never seen you before.”
94. “There was a fine line between being sexually frustrated and sexually furious.”
95. “Fabulosity.”
96. “It was your favourite, and he knew.”
97. “Are you sure you’re all right?”
98. “Don’t you die on me.”
99. “03:18AM. You were in for a long night.”
100. “Wow. Just, wow…”
101.“You know, it hurt when I realized that you’re not in love with me. But nothing can compare to the pain I felt when I saw you fall in love with her.”
102.“I saw the devil in his/her eyes”
103.“Where the fuck are we? Cause to me it looks like I’m in Kidnapped, USA.”
104.“Steak-out? More like virgin social club.”
105.“I like this bed sheet.” “It doesn’t matter for me, you take all of the blankets and mattress space anyway.”
106.“Did you just lick the side of my face?” “I claimed you.”
107."I like your face.”
108.“Have you lost your damn mind!?”
109.“Please, don’t leave.”
110.“I almost lost you.”
111.“Don’t you ever do that again!”
112.“I think we need to talk.”
113.“I can’t believe I ever trusted you!
114.“Hey, I’m with you, okay? Always.”
115.“It could be worse.”
116.“Looks like we’ll be trapped for a while…”
117.“You need to wake up because I can’t do this without you.”
118.“I’ve seen the way you look at me when you think I don’t notice.”
119.“You lied to me.”
120.“I think I’m in love with you and I’m terrified.”
121.“You fainted…straight into my arms. You know, if you wanted my attention you didn’t have to go to such extremes.”
122.“He’s coming back for you. You need to get out.”
123.“I hope you’ll understand.”
124.“What do you mean he/she’s dead?!”
125.“Stop trying to protect me! All you’ve done is hurt me!”
126.“You tricked me into falling in love with you!”
127.“Don’t fucking touch me!”
128.“You did this for me?”
129.“You can’t protect me.”
130.“Go then, leave! See if I care!”
131.“Why are you up so early?”
132.“Please, take me instead!”
133.“Please don’t argue. You have to leave right now, you aren’t safe here.”
134.“Don’t you dare to ever do that again!”
135.“Everyone keeps telling me you’re the bad guy.”
136.“I came here to explain what happened, and I’m not leaving until you listen.”
137.“You can’t break my heart like this!”
138.“I wasn’t going to wait around for you forever.”
139.“Run, and don’t ever look back.”
140.“Please, don’t give up on me.”
141.“When are you going to realize that I don’t care?”
142.“I may be an idiot but I’m your idiot.”
143.“Fuck…I feel I’ve been hit by a car.”
144.“Who gave you that black eye?!”
145.“After everything you did, you’re asking ME to apologize for snapping at you ONCE?”
146.“I miss her so damn much, and it’s killing me that she’s gone!”
147"What the hell are you doing here?! I told you I never wanted to see you again!”
148.“Pull over. Let me drive for awhile.”
149.“It reminded me of you.”
150.“No, no, it’s my treat.”
151.“Come here. Let me fix it.”
152.“I’ll walk you home.”
153.“Have a good day at work.”
154.“I dreamt about you last night.”
155.“Take my seat.”
156.“I saved a piece for you.”
157.“I’m sorry for your loss.”
158.“You can have half.”
159.“Take my jacket, it’s cold outside.”
160.“Sorry I’m late.”
161.“Can I have this dance?”
162.“I made your favourite.”
163.“It’s okay. I couldn’t sleep anyway.”
164.“Watch your step.”
165.“Here, drink this. You’ll feel better.”
166.“Can I hold your hand?”
167.“You can borrow mine.”
168.“You might like this.”
169.“It’s not heavy. I’m stronger than I look.”
170.“I’ll wait.”
171.“Just because.”
172.“Look both ways.”
173.“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to.“
174.“Try some.”
175.“Drive safely.”
176.“Well, what do you want to do?”
177.“One more chapter.”
178.“Don’t worry about me.”
179.“It looks good on you.”
180.“Close your eyes and hold out your hands.”
181.“That’s okay, I bought two.”
182.“After you.”
183.“We’ll figure it out.”
184.“Can I kiss you?”
185.“I like your laugh.”
186.“Don’t cry.”
187.“I made this for you.”
188.“Go back to sleep.”
189.“Is this okay?”
190.“I picked these for you.”
191.“I’ll drive you to the hospital.”
192.“What do you want to watch?”
193.“You can go first.”
194.“Did you get my letter?”
195.“I’ll do it for you.”
196.“Call me when you get home.”
197.“I think you’re beautiful.”
198.“Are you sure?”
199.“Have fun.”
200.“Sit down, I’ll get it.”
201.“I made reservations.”
202.“I don’t mind.”
203.“It brings out your eyes.”
204.“There is enough room for both of us.”
205.“You don’t have to say anything.”
207.“Happy birthday.”
208.“I’ll pick it up after work.”
209.“It can wait until tomorrow.”
210.“Cross my heart and hope to die.”
211.“It’s two sugars, right?”
212.“I’ll help you study.”
213.“Stay over.”
214.“I did the dishes.”
215.“You didn’t have to ask.”
216.“I bought you a ticket.”
217.“You’re warm.”
218.“No reason.”
219.“I’ll meet you halfway.”
220.“Take mine.”
221.“We can share.”
222.“I was just thinking about you.”
223.“I want you to have this.”
224.“Call me if you need anything.”
225.“Do you want to come too?”
226.“I’ll still be here when you’re ready.”
227.“Is your seat belt on?”
228.“Sweet dreams.”
229.“I was in the neighborhood.”
230.“Stay there. I’m coming to get you.”
231.“The key is under the mat.”
232.“It doesn’t bother me.”
233.“You’re important too.”
234.“I saved you a seat.”
235.“I’ll see you later.”
236.“I noticed.”
237.“You can tell me anything.”
238.“I hope you like it.”
239.“I want you to be happy.”
240.“I believe in you.”
241.“You can do it.”
242.“Good luck.”
243.“I brought you an umbrella.”
244.“I’ll pick you up at the airport.”
245.“Take a deep breath.”
246.“Be careful.”
247.“I love you.”
248.“I just wanted to make you happy.”
249.“I don’t trust you”
250.“Come with me.”
251.“Do I make you happy?”
252.“You hide it with jokes and sarcasm but I can see how broken you are.”
253.“Can I borrow a shirt to wear?”
254.“I needed someone and… you were the only one I thought of.”
255.“It’s 3am!”
256.“You forgot my birthday?!”
257.“Let me in.”
258.“I need you.”
259.“You can fix this, right?”
260.“I-I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to fall asleep on you!”
261.“You look like you’re about to cry. What’s happened?”
262.“I’m scared.”
263.“You’re alive?”
264.“Stay awake.”
265.“You can’t say things like that… Not anymore.”
266.“Let me help you.”
267.“I was so alone… and then I met you.”
268.“You’re an idiot.”
269.“Let’s just lay here a little longer.”
270.“Come here.”
271.“You look at yourself and see nothing but when I look at you… I see everything.”
272.“Just, trust me, okay?”
273.“I can’t promise anything.”
274.“I miss you.”
275.“Why did I ever think talking to you was a good idea?!”
276.“What’s happening to us?”
277.“Can we just go for a drive or something? Like we used to?”
278.“What does it feel like; love?”
279.“I’m not good with words.”
280.“You’re hurt.”
281.“Stop trying to be the hero all the time and just be you.”
282.“That’s why I love you.”
283."You couldn’t save him/her.“
284."I want to hate you, I do, but god, I can’t hate you; not even a little bit. Not even at all.”
285.“Don’t you say that… not you.”
286.“I know it’s 3 in the morning, but I can’t find my cat.”
287.“Make me.”
288.“Is that my shirt?”
289.“If you walk out that door… don’t you ever come back.”
290.“Don’t you die on me.”
291.“Please… just leave me alone.“
292.“I can’t keep fighting like this.”
293.“I need you.“
294.“Where were you when I needed you?”
295.“Will you just shut up for a minute and let me think?!”
296.“I just want you to be happy.”
297.“It’s time to say goodbye.“
299.“I don’t want to hurt you.”
300.“Just shut up and kiss me.“
301.“Ignore me, I didn’t see anything.”
302.“I wish I could stop loving you.“
303.“I’m scared.”
304.“I’ll protect you no matter what… even if it kills me.“
305.“You knocked on my door at 1 in the morning, to cuddle?”
306.“I can’t do this without you.”
307.“Love is stupid.“
308.“I trusted you.”
309.“No, please don’t!”
310.“I’m not gonna let you get yourself killed!”
311.“I’m with you okay? Always.“
312.“I thought you loved me.”
313.“I told you this would happen.“
314.“What? You think you’re the only one suffering?”
315.“You’re alive?!”
316.“Don’t you try and pin this on me!”
317.“Why are you like this?”
318.“If you really love me, you’ll let me go.”
319.“Why are you looking at me like that?“
320.“I hate you”
321.“Because I love you god damn it!”
322.“Oh well good for you”
323.“I’m not gonna keep having this conversation”
324.“I could hold you forever.
325.“Every time I see you, I fall in love with you all over again.
326.“This is hard for me too!“
327.“Squeeze my hand if you can hear me.”
328.“Close your eyes.“
329.“Will you marry me?”
330.“I’m in love…shit.”
331.“Go on, I dare you!“
332.“Kiss me.”
333.“I’d rather die.”
334.“Please… I need you.“
335.“Mom says if you blow up the house she’s gonna put you for adoption.”
336.“I don’t have a licences to kill. I have a learner’s permit.”
337.“I didn’t do it…. Oh wait that? … Oh, that I did do.”
338.“You’re a psychopath.” “I prefer creative.”
339.“Your existence gives me a headache. Go stand over there.”
340.“Are you always this stupid, or is this a special occasion?”
341.“You gotta stop doing that.” “Doing what?” “Things that make me wanna kiss you.”
342.“Excuse me, I have to go make a scene.”
343.“Why are they all afraid of you?”
344.“Wow somebody needs a happy meal.”
345.“Don’t you have to be stupid somewhere else?” “Not until four.”
346.“Oh my god, you’re in love!”
347.“Can I kill him?” “No…” “Just a little bit?”
348.“Technically it wasn’t on fire.” “Of course it wasn’t on fire! you completely blew it up!”
349.“Hand over the girl!” “Not gonna happen.”
350.“This is why we can’t have nice things!”
351.“Why are you hiding behind me? What did you do?”
352.“Shut up.” “I didn’t say anything.” “Don’t care, Shut up.”
353.“This weather is almost as cold as my heart.”
354.“Well ‘scuse me, your Grand High Fluffiness.”
355.“So you’re the guy who saved my life?”
356.“Hear my heartbeat? Just focus on that.”
357.“When is a monster not a monster?” “When you love it.”
358.“You know they’re gonna use the things you love against you.”
359.“Where is he!” “My lady…” “Answer me!”
360.“Wanting McDonald’s is not an emergency.” “Sure it is.”
361.“Did I say you could make me have feelings for you?”
362.“I love you.”
363.“Don’t leave me,”
364.“Fuck it.”
365.“I was just kind of hoping that you’d, y’know…fall in love with me.”
366.“When I said ‘Whatever helps you sleep at night.’ I didn’t mean this.”
367.“You know…that’s not what an apology sounds like.”
368.“I love you from the bottom of my heart, but I don’t trust your cooking. Stay out of my kitchen.”
369.“I am under no obligation to make sense to you.”
370.“I taught you how to pick locks, and this is how you use that skill?”
371.“There are only so many times I can watch you break before I start to crack.”
372.“We wouldn’t be having this
conversation if you had just listened.”
373.“We need to talk about your life choices.”
374.“Stop getting crumbs all over my bed.”
375.“I’m sure that sounded different in your head, but please never say that again.”
376.“Well, if you had woken up properly the first time I kicked you, I wouldn’t have had to do it four more times.”
377.“We shouldn’t be here.”
378.“I think I broke him.”
379.“If we get arrested, it’s your fault.”
380.“All I know is, one of us is right, the other is you.”
381.“Don’t. Move.”
382.“I will be the first to tell you I’m a terrible liar.”
383.“So why did I have to punch that guy?”
384.“You’ve got to stop saying that.”
385.“You just give off the impression that you want to murder everyone you look at.”
386.“You’re lucky you’re cute…”
387.“Are you always like this or is today a special occasion?”
388.“Oh, so you’re on their side now?”
389.“If someone gets nosy, just shoot ‘em.” “Shoot them?” “Politely.”
390.“Can I ask a dumb question?”
“Better than anyone I know.”
391.“Shut up.”
“I didn’t say anything!”
“Don’t care. Shut up.”
392.“How long have you been standing there?”
“Longer than you’d like.”
393.“Do you even know how to drive this thing?!”
“Considering the fact that I almost flew us into that building, I’m going to assume you know the answer.”
394.“This is bad.”
“You said that already.”
“It seemed worth repeating.”
395.“You’re really drunk right now.”
“No I’m not, you’re just blurry.”
396.“Come here.”
“Just come here.”
“No. You’re gonna hit me.”
397.“Don’t you have to be stupid somewhere else?”
“Not until four.”
398.“Well, this is a nice change of scenery.”
“It’s a jail cell.”
“I was being sarcastic.”
399.“You don’t have to do this.”
“I wish that were true.”
400.“What now?”
“I don’t know, I didn’t think we’d get this far.”
401.“You look…”
“Beautiful, I know. Can we move on?”
402.“You’ve gotta stop doing that.”
“Saying things that make me want to kiss you.”
403.“When did you become so smart, oh wise one?”
“Since I stopped listening to you.”
404.“I thought you forgot about me.”
405.“Give it to me.”
“Only if you promise not to kill anyone with it.”
406.“Do you trust me?”
407.“You’re smarter than you look.”
408.“I think I’m dying. Well, actually, I don’t know if I’m dying, but I can’t exactly feel my legs.”
409.“I’ll do anything- literally anything- if you would just would let me use it.”
410.“…. What the hell happened here?”
411.“Where did all of these puppies come from?”
412.“I love you more than food. And trust me, I love food.”
413.“Do not throw me into the lake, fuck y-”
414.“I love you to the moon and back, actually, if we were being realistic, it’d be to the next galaxy and back.”
415.“Stop talking- more shots.”
416.“Where did you put my clothes?”
417.“Maybe you should try understanding? You don’t have it the way I do.”
418.“I think I love you, of course it just could be the sedatives talking, but I’m pretty sure.”
419.“Get out.”
420.“You’re mine, and only mine. In the least objectifying sense of the phrase, of course.”
421.“When I said ‘dare’, that was not one of the things I agreed to!”
422.“I hate that I love you.”
423.“Who said anything about kids?!”
424.“Didn’t think you liked to sing in the shower.”
425.“At night, if you’re not in my bed, it feels so empty. In fact, when you’re not here, my life feels incomplete.”
426.“Does it hurt?”
427“Do you really expect me to believe that?”
428“Oh, wow, aren’t you quite the charmer?”
430.“Well I guess it’s time to go make a scene.”

btw guys i stole this from @petersparkers so yeahhhhh creds to her x

anonymous asked:

hi! could you do a harry imagine where he comes backstage after the gig with stevie and hes all happy but he starts crying (in a cool way) because he loves her sm and you comfort him, thank you!💖💖

Hi! So in honor of Stevie’s birthday, I just had to write and post this one. I hope you like it :) x.

Leather and Lace

I’d been trying to hold it together for the last twenty minutes. The show was over, the crowd for the most part was dispersing and leaving the Troubadour, with a few clusters of fans here and there chatting. The music was still ringing in my ears, the feedback from the guitar now long gone yet still managing to vibrate and shake throughout my body. I stood frozen in my spot on the balcony where I’d sat next to James to watch Harry. The stage was now empty, the spotlights now making it seem more like a distant memory, or a time capsule from a completely different era - one that I’d seen in old magazines from decades ago.

I couldn’t believe what I’d just witnessed. Harry had just sung with Stevie Nicks. Stevie fucking Nicks! To say I was a fan of hers would be an understatement. Stevie was my idol. My queen. The reason I’d wanted to be a musician since I was twelve.

I hadn’t known she would be there. Harry hadn’t told me. Whether it was because he wanted it to be a surprise, or because he was afraid I would freak out and be nervous for him, therefore making him all the more nervous, I didn’t know. But maybe it was a little of both.

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heyo it’s ya girl abi! 

I hit 2k the other day and just wow?? I never expected to ever reach this goal, and it’s all thanks to all of you lovely beans! so in honour of 2k (and because I can’t think of anything else to do for this milestone) I’ll be doing blogrates! I’ve never done anything like this before so I’ll probably be terrible but ahh well!

If you want a blograte you must:

  • be a studyblr (if your studyblr is a sideblog pls let me know in the ask, as well as telling me what your original work is tagged under)
  • must be following me on my studyblr (because this is for my followers)
  • uhh it’d be quite nice if u could check out some of my original posts but u don’t have to!
  • reblog this post (likes only count as bookmarks sorry!)
  • send me an ask with a ✨ and tell me about how your day is going (or tell me a song ur really vibing on recently)

blogrates will take this format:

url: i don’t get it but it’s cute | so nice! | hot diggity damn! | I’m going to steal this from u

icon: nice | super cute! | wowzer!! | I Will Pay You To Give It To Me

theme (for both mobile and desktop): nice but default | pretty! | this is so gorgeous!! | give me it???

original content: sadly couldn’t find it ;-; | very nice | amazing!! | im in love??????

overall: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | cannot be expressed in numbers

following: no, but you’re still awesome | i am now | already stanning talent | i lov u <3

and then additional comments/compliments! (probably me crying over all ur beautiful blogs tbh)

this will run until the end of August (but there may be a small hiatus around the 17th if I don’t get into uni bc then I’ll just be crying myself to sleep?) and ill start doing these when the post reaches 30 notes <3

if u don’t wanna see this just blacklist #abidoesblogrates

pls don’t let this be a flop I’d really like to get to know more of my followers and befriend u all ahhhhhhhhhhh

Little Moments

Pairing: Sam x Reader

Word Count: 1,823 (with lyrics)

Warnings: none, just fluff.

Prompt: Sam’s always enjoyed the little moments he spends with Y/N. Every day with her is a new adventure and Sam wants to be in it for the long haul.

A/N: This is my entry for @impalaimagining ‘s 1K Challenge. It’s a little late, but better late than never right? My song was “Little Moments” by Brad Paisley. My gif is below. Shoutout to @megansescape for betaing this for me! Thanks a bunch!

Well I’ll never forget the first time that I heard
That pretty mouth say that dirty word
And I can’t even remember now what she backed my truck into
But she covered her mouth and her face got red
And she just looked so darn cute
That I couldn’t even act like I was mad
Yeah I live for little moments like that

“It’s a stick, Y/N. You have to.. here, just… let me…shift -”

“I’ve got it Sam!” She argued, swatting my hand away. I gave a long sigh, holding my hands up in sacrifice. “See? I got it.” She pushed the clutch in, it growled a little, but soon enough, Y/N was driving a straight line down the road. When it needed to be shifted again, she slowed, put the clutch in and got right back up to normal speed. We drove around the block a couple times. It was 25 miles per hour, nothing too fast as she was just learning, but she seemed to be getting a hang of it quite quickly.

“Okay, let’s back up into the driveway,” I suggested, seeing as she was doing well going forward. Backing up was actually easier, in my opinion, but we’ll see how it worked for Y/N. “Clutch in. Gas off. Now shift to reverse. Okay… hover over the gas. You have to turn so you can see where you’re going Y/N.”

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dickbabs quotes that make me cry

“there’s a warmth in dick’s voice that was never there in bruce’s. he’s done a great job of hiding it lately. and then it goes cold. i miss it more than he’ll know.” 

“just shut up for a second. let me just enjoy seeing you alive, okay?”

“anyone can change and settle down. even you.”
“don’t get your hopes up.”

“you still have it babs!”
“i do, don’t i?”

“whatever my future holds, i hope it includes you.”

“barbara and dick. until the end of the world.”

“i don’t want to spend my life wondering what might’ve been. like you and nightwing.”

“you’re so beautiful. you have no idea… just looking at you makes me happy, but i… i don’t know if i can do this thing anymore, dick.”

“love will conquer fear.”

“you’re right, as almost always. know this: no matter how long i’m gone… i love you, barbara. and i will come back to you someday, i promise.”

“i need him to keep smiling his beautiful smile. to be the sun the earth keeps spinning around.”

“i love you, barb. remind me again why we’re not together?”

“get dressed, true love. we’re going out.”

“babs, you’re stunning and you’re brilliant and you’re probably the strongest person i know… on the inside, where it really counts.”

“i really had a thing for you back then–and bang.”
“it didn’t have to end there, babs. it didn’t end there for me.”
“or me, dick.”

“who loves ya, baby?”

“barbara… we’ve been connected since the day we met. i loved you when i didn’t know what love was. you have been the friend i can never doubt. and the partner i never thought was possible. whatever happens in this world, i know we can bear it if we have each other.”

“i’m just happy and i wanted to share it.”

“babs, you’re a genius.”
“but you already knew that.”
“babs, you’re beautiful.”
“but you already knew that.”

“it’s never going to be perfect. it’s always going to be just us making the best of what we’re given.”

“i know i failed you. i just hope that someday you’ll let me explain. i hope that someday… i miss you, babs. more than you can know. and you were right when you said i was living in the past. so… here’s to the future, okay? as soon as i get there, you’ll be the first person i’ll be looking for. i love you.”

“you never failed me. i don’t know if you’re capable of such a thing. things won’t always be like this, dick. that’s something i know in my heart. i haven’t given up hope that someday– someday i can be for you what you’ve always been for me. i love you.”

Exo reaction to their s/o running away and leaving a breakup letter behind

( I know I said I wasn’t doing gif reactions but I was too inspired by this! Hope you like it) 

Xiumin: he has a pretty mature mindset once he read your letter he’d know exactly where you’re going and beat you to it. So you can both talk it out. 

“Minseok you’re here!“ 

“I thought you broke up with me?!”

Suho: “did y/n really really up with me?” He’d be disappointed with himself for losing you and stay at home all day rereading your letter. 

Lay: he’d be completely devastated he would let his emotions get the best of him and cry until his eyes dried out while thinking of everything he did wrong. To him you did nothing wrong it was all his fault. 

Baekhyun: he would act as if nothing happened, he would continue being his joyful self and making jokes and being loud but once he sees something that reminds him of you he breaks down all his true feelings coming out too late.

 "I’m fine… really" 

Chen: he knows how close you two are and how insanely in love he is with you. So he doesn’t even worry about you leaving him he’s going to get you back. He’d get in the car and sing the whole ride without a worry. “Y/N is so dramaaaaaatic”

Chanyeol: you won’t have anytime to leave once he reads your letter he will get to you in time no matter what. He won’t even think about it twice, he needs you.

Kyungsoo: “if she wants to break up that’s fine it’s her decision.” He’d act like he doesn’t care but the members know it’s not true. D.O would be moody and try to distract himself with food 

 Kai: “miss me? Because I missed you” Just like xiumin he knew exactly where you were going and beat you to it. He’d wait for you with roses and presents ready to convince you to take him back. You’re his royalty and he’s going to show you how much he cherishes you 

 Sehun: “Y/N is stupid that’s all” he’d mumble rolling his eyes at your letter. “I’ll call tomorrow I want to see how long y/n can go without me” he’d find the drama cheesy and would just want to make you pay a little by waiting a few days


Request: Hello I have a request to ask of you if you do not mind. Could you do a batboys with plus size s/o and a nsfw Dick Grayson x plus size reader? It would mean a lot to me because I am plus sized and there is rarely anything about the batboys and plus sized s/o or reader! Thank you for your time love! Stay Adorabloodthirsty X3 from @womenofjustice

AN: This was requested a long time ago and I have no idea who requested it.  Also go check out Perfection written by @maruthor . The prompts are similar

Warnings: Kinda smut?

Dating Dick Grayson came with its complications.  Him being Bruce Wayne’s son meant that he was under the eye of Gotham; which meant that you were too.  Sure it was stressing, but you’d never do anything to change the fact that you were together.  

But sometimes, it did get hard.  You were with the most amazing man; beautiful, loving, would fight to the end of the world for you.  And then there was you.  You never saw yourself as the most attractive, and you weren’t the fittest person. You fell into the category of plus size. And you were constantly compared to his ex’s because of that.

Every time it happened you’d look in the mirror and look at all your flaws. But Dick would always be there to point out all you perfection and tell you that you were perfect.  In his eyes you were an angel.  The most perfect person to ever exist.  He loved you and only you.  And tonight was a perfect example.  You were at a gala with Dick and reporters had been there.  Their words the same as always.  

 “Say Y/N, when are you gonna lose the weight?”  “Y/N, Y/N, did you put on more weight.”

After that Dick decided that you both needed to leave; sensing that their words hurt again.  So now there you were, standing in the bathroom.  You were alone, and supposed to be taking shower. Instead, you were standing in the mirror, looking at your reflection.  Tears gathered in your eyes, nose sniffling.  You tried to move your eyes away from your reflection, but you couldn’t.  Soon, tears were rushing down your face; and your eyes reddened.  The same question ran through your mind.  Why did Dick stay with you?  He could be with anyone but he choose you.

Dick was back in the room, waiting for you to come out.  When he realized you were taking longer than usual, he went to check on you.  You heard his footsteps as they made their way towards the door.  You pulled on Dick’s shirt; trying to hide what you were doing.   His arms slipped around your body, pulling you close.  Your body turned rigid, surprised that he was there.  You took in a breath and became relaxed.

“Y/N?”  His voice hung in the air, waiting for you to answer.  When you didn’t say anything, he pushed again.  “Babe, look at me.”  He turned your body towards his; trying to get you to look at him.  When you turned you lowered your head.  Refusing to look at him.  You felt his hand under your chin; your head being pulled up to look at him.   Worry washed over his face when he saw yours.  

“Babe what’s wrong?”  His hands ran over your body, trying to comfort you.  You pushed his hands away and took take a step back from him.  “I just…why…” you sighed, feeling defeated.  You couldn’t even talk.  “I’m not like them,”  you said mumbling.  But he heard you.

Dick pulled you back into him and held you.  “It doesn’t matter that you’re not like them.  You’re so beautiful compared to them.”  He turned your body to face the mirror.  “I see a girl that was made by God himself.  I get to see this beautiful girl everyday, and I get to tell her how beautiful she is.”  You began to cry again, feeling how sincere he was.  Seeing how beautiful you were to him.

“Let me show you how beautiful you are.  Please?”  He waited for your answer before he did anything.  When you nodded your head, he took your hand and led you to the bed.  He sat down on the bed and pulled you with him.  Gently, he leaned down and kissed you, not doing anything until he knew you were comfortable.  Your fingers laced through his hair, giving a tug to it.  You began to kiss him with more intensity, pulling him in closer to you.  Soon enough, you were straddling his waist.  

He started to leave kisses on your neck, sucking and leaving marks all around it.  His hands grabbed your waist, pulling you back and forth on his thigh.  You were moaning at how good it felt.  The moans encouraged him to move you faster.  And you could feel your stomach tightening.  You were almost close from just that.

Your head lifted up towards the ceiling, with your eyes screwed shut and your hand over your mouth; trying to hide the whimpers of pleasure that came pouring from your mouth.  The feeling you got from him was overwhelming.  A whimper left your mouth when he stopped.  And when you tried to keep going his grip tightened; keeping you still.  

You were pushed onto your back and Dick was hovering over you.  He tugged on the bottom of the shirt, pulling it off you slowly.  Your hand went up to cover your stomach, but he pulled them away.  “You don’t have to cover yourself.”  Kisses trailed down your chest and down your stomach.  

You blushed at his words, truly believing them.  You laid your head back while he showed you how amazing he thought you were.

By the end of the night you had a smile on your face.  Dick had kept his word, and by the time he was done you understood how he saw you.  The two of you were pressed up against each other with the covers over you.  You propped yourself up on your shoulders and looked at him.  

He looked up and smiled at you.  Your face was flushed and your hair was messy, and in that moment he still thought you were perfect.  Leaning in, he kissed your forehead and then your lips.  He sighed, enjoying the moment.  

You were pulled in his chest, feeling his hands comb through your hair.  Listening to the sound of his heartbeat, you fell asleep.  Dick looked down at you in adoration.  Soft snores left your mouth and he started to laugh.

“I love you Y/N.”

I'll Be There For You - One

Feyre has never had a life of her own. But when she runs out on her fiancée, she suddenly has to learn to live independently. But luckily, she has a group of friends to help her every step of the way.

(A multi-chapter fic based off the series Friends.)

This is a mistake.

The words are on my mind all day, much as I try to push them away. Mistake.

No. I loved Tamlin. We were going to be married, and that was great. More than great.

But why did those words sound like a lie?

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Nemesis Mine

Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10

Chapter 11. Simon.

This is the worst fight Basilton and I have ever had.

It couldn’t have come at a worse time. Baz didn’t come back to the room last night and I haven’t seen him all day. I’m worried that something’s happened to him. Either that, or he’s seriously mad at me, and I don’t know what I did.

I think my wing might be broken. It hurts when I move it. On top of that, I can feel a black eye forming, my head is pounding like hell, and my entire body feels sore. I’m bleeding in at least three places.

I can’t fly home, and the wing hurts too much, so I transform back into my normal form and catch a taxi back to Watford. The driver looks concerned and suggests that we detour by the hospital, but I insist on going straight home.

I’ll be fine. I heal quickly. It’ll just hurt for a day or two. I haven’t been this badly hurt before, but Baz always helps me. I’ll have to come up with some explanation. (I don’t want to lie to him. Not again.)

I trudge up the stairs to our room, wincing in pain with every step. When I open the door, I find Baz sitting at his desk and breathe a sigh of relief. The door swings shut behind me with a thud that reverberates loudly through my head.

I groan, taking two steps into the room and collapsing on my bed. The impact sends fresh pain through my body.

‘Fuck, everything hurts,’ I whimper into my pillow. I’m met with silence, and after I wait for half a minute and nothing happens, I turn my head to look at Baz. He’s still at his desk, and he looks like he’s reading his textbook.


He ignores me completely.

‘Baz, please,’ I say. ‘Talk to me.’

There’s no response. My headache is getting worse, and I start seeing spots.

‘What did I do…’ I whisper, seconds before I pass out.

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