Closed RP (Libri-e-amore)

Bruce gathered his papers, stepping out of his lab for the first time in two days. He was exhausted, famished, and dehydrated, but his work was done. He would turn it in, head back to his apartment, crash for about an hour, grab a bite to eat, then come back in. He sighed, thinking about it. He should probably grab a shower instead. Maybe he could rest for half an hour instead.
As he turned the corner, he saw a brunette, beyond beautiful, looking utterly lost. He had never seen her around SHEILD before. He definitely would’ve remembered that face. From the hopeless look in her eye, he knew she needed help.
“Excuse me, ma'am?” He approached her, speaking softly. “I… You look a little lost. Anything I can do to help?”

He shuffled up the stairs leading to the small apartment they shared, so exhausted that the weight of his own feet felt like lead. He knew he was lucky that she’d agreed to move to the city with him after college, But it had been nearly a year now, and his job was hardly glamorous.He knew he’d have to work his way to the top. But by now he thought he would be doing something worthwhile, not preforming autopsies and spending hours in his car under the guise of surveillance. He was starting to loose his spirits, but he couldn’t admit that he’d thought about quitting. “Beth,  I’m hom–” He couldn’t even finish the sentence before she grabbed him by his tie, kissing him deeply. “Mmm. What was that for?” 

@libri-e-amore ; continued 

Arranged Marriage /LokixBeth

“My only request is that the cake be chocolate,” she smiled. “Other than that, I think that would be nice.” With a self conscious expression she continued “I’m not sure what will be expected.”

“The cake will be chocolate, I promise that.” He said smiling. “Don’t worry my mother will take care of a lot of things, if you wish to have the exchanging of rings to be Midgardian or Asgardian? I don’t care either way." 

The Kids Are Alright

“I think we should buy them a house”, John announced as he sat down on the edge of the bed to pull off his shoes. “Somewhere nearby, but not too close, so we can help out with the baby.” He couldn’t help but be concerned about their daughter. “I really don’t want them staying here. Once Andy leaves, we’ll finally have some time to ourselves. I saw a place on the other side of town. A two bedroom.”

Arranged Marriage /TomxBeth

“I will be taking you up on that, sir,” she chuckled. The conversation was staying light and easy, to her relief. “So, Thomas, any big special events or movie things I should know about?”

Tom smiled, “ah not right now I am working on a some filming, towards the end and it’s here in London. So I’ll be here to help with anything you need or we need for the wedding.” He added. “May I kiss you? Cheek is fine you’re just so beautiful." 

A Game Called Life + Libri-e-Amore

He didn’t want to move, didn’t want to breath. all it reminded him of was the fact his little sister- No, no she wasn’t here anymore, she couldn’t do any of the things he could do… She was gone and  he had yet to tell anyone because if he did… She would really be gone and he just…

He was so exhausted.

Of course he didn’t tell anyone that, he couldn’t tell them how his little sister, who was more like a daughter because of their age difference, was dead. He couldn’t tell them how he felt a part of him missing, how he felt like he had failed her… How he regretted not being able to go visit the weekend before…

No, he couldn’t go there today… He had to go out with friends… If he could get up…. He had to leave the physical warmth of his bed, the warmth that never seemed to chase away the chill he felt constantly… He simply had to pretend nothing ached, like nothing was broken and digging into his skin as if it wished to break him even more… But it was, and he didn’t know how much longer he’d be able to-

Wake up! Wake UP, You’re LATE!

He glanced over at his phone, he had already been awake for hours, the notification popped up to ask if he wished to doze or turn off the alarm a second later…. 

He would have turned it off if it wasn’t for this suffocating weight in his chest making it difficult to move or breath…

He heard a sigh from the other side of his room, his dorm mate, Jack, he felt so guilty for the man, his friend, he had to sit on the side lines and watch Kyle pretend while he knew the large man was silently crying himself to sleep, he had even had to force food into Kyle a few times… But he hadn’t said anything, he had promised after Kyle begged him…

Dark green eyes watched as his friends form shuffled over more than likely half asleep and half dressed to turn off Kyle’s phone and literally lift the large man out of bed, pushing him towards the bathroom as he grabbed the man an outfit to wear.

“Kyle, come on, you can’t just sit around. Beth is starting to get worried, hell I’m beyond worried by this point I’m scared. You can’t keep doing this…”

Kyle simply starred at the other man blankly, his hand held out to take the clothes before he went into the bathroom to make himself presentable.


A few hours later Kyle was sitting at his desk, his laptop open and hooked up to his mixing equipment…

He hadn’t made a mix in forever…

Jenny had wanted him to make her one for her next birthday…

Hearing the door open Kyle glanced over his shoulder, unaware of the fact he looked like a wounded animal admitting defeat to his hunter.


Clint’s confidence was one of the things Beth enjoyed most about seeing him. He stirred something in her that needed release. “Hmm, where shall we begin?” she purred, playing with the buttons on his shirt. “I think I wanna see you on top, for starters.”

His hands found her waist as he smirked down at her. “Yeah?” He leaned forward and caught her lips in a kiss. “That can be arranged,” he hummed against her, pushing her towards the bed.

libri-e-amore  asked:

Send me a “☤” For my muses reaction to waking up with your muses head between their legs.

       ”Well- this is certainly the better way to wake-” Jim smiled a bit- talking in a husky sleep ridden voice. Eyes lazily glancing down to look at the top of Beth’s head that was currently between his legs.