sorry i took so long nonnie

anonymous asked:

Hey hey hi hi 👋🏼, can I request a Bucky x reader where it's post-civil war and the teams all together again and the get attacked by a Winter soldier reader and Bruce and Bucky help her overcome hydras brain wash 🖤❤️💗

Hi, nonnie! I’m sorry that it took me so long to post this. This gonna be quite a mental trip, so be sure to have fasten your seatbelt before beginning! I hope you’ll enjoy it.

Comply

Pairing: Bucky x reader

Warnings: oh well, there is so much wrong with this story that I doubt to be able to list everything (feel free to point out if I have missed something I should add). An overwhelming amount of angst, brainwash, violence, attempted assassinations, completely screwed up mind-set, imprisonment, astonishment, loss of memories, terror, fear, pain, sleep deprivation, nightmares, implied physical torture, nudity… this should be all.

Notes: Everything that isn’t in English is always translated between { }, except for Солдат {Soldat / Soldier} that is the name that the reader uses for refering to Bucky as the Winter Soldier. This story has got a little bit out of hand, and it’s become extra-long for my standards. I have decided to close it in the moment when the reader begins to improve and decides to actively go past Hydra brainwash. Anyway, there is much more that I could write about this story and the reader has still a long way to go… so let me know if you’d like to read more of this story. Enjoy the reading! I’d really love if you could leave some feedback!

Word count: 17022

(Photo not mine, found it on google. Credits to whomever it belongs.)

“Ready to comply.” You await for your orders.

“This is your mission, Soldier.” Your handler shows you your targets on a tablet’s monitor. “No need to make it look like an accident.”

You scroll through the file: thirteen enhanced people. You’ll have to take them down separately; attacking them when they are all together won’t be a winning tactic. You frown. One of the faces is strangely familiar, his set of abilities incredibly similar to yours.

“He is a traitor.” Your handler explains noticing your perplexed expression. “He has betrayed our good cause and joined this group of subversive. They are a menace for the world that Hydra has spent decades to build.”

The glacial blue eyes of the traitor scratch your empty memory. A bolt of pain echoes through your right arm, as a flash of a training section waltz in front of your eyes.

“I know him.”

“He participated to some of your trainings.” Your handler confirms.

You nod shallowing down the pain.

“It’s that a problem, Soldier.”

“Absolutely no.”

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anonymous asked:

i'm in love with your story and i've been wanting to make one of my own but don't know how to get started, both story wise and gameplay wise. any tips?

Sandy’s Masterpost for writing a Sim Story!  ✍

I’m so glad you like my story! But I know how it feels not knowing where to start when it comes to writing, it’s so frustrating. So, below I’ve put together a bunch of helpful links that I’ve either used in the past or believe will be useful to you, and any other aspiring storytellers! 

🌸 Inspiration: 

🌸 Planning:

🌸 Plot Developement:

🌸 Character Development:

🌸 Dialogue:

🍁 Pose List Rec:

🍁Lot List Rec:

🍁 Mod List Rec:

🍁 Tutorials:

🍁 Reshade:

❄️ Character Page Rec: (for your blog)

❄️Editing:

❄️ Some Stories/Legacies that Inspire Me:

This is everything I could think of nonny! I am by no means a great, or even a particularly good storyteller, but I sincerely hope this post helps you, and others, get started! If you ever want to chat more, come off anon and we can talk story ideas! And that applies to all of y’all! 💖

anonymous asked:

how would aliens react to tattoos? like, some humans undergo large amounts of pain to have an image permanetly inked on their skin and sometimes the reason is no more than "eh, it looks cool"

“Human Tyler, you seem to have acquired pigmented particles under your skin.” Rytrinq began, trying to gain their attention at the same time as xe remained polite and considerate. “Do you wish time to cleanse yourself?” Xe asked, quite pleased with xemself for remembering the appropriate question.

“Fuck off, don’t be rude.” Human Tyler repeated, looking enraged for some reason. Granted, Rytrinq didn’t have the longest experience deciphering human mannerisms, but the wording didn’t leave much room for ambiguity. “This took a loot of time, and I’ll have you know I’m really happy with how it turned out.” They added, baffling Rytrinq further.

“You got dirt under your skin on purpose?” Xe asked, getting more confused each time Tyler spoke. Fortunately, it seemed they realised xe genuinely didn’t understand. Or at least they were willing to indulge him. 

“It’s not dirt. It’s ink, and yes. It’s called a tattoo. It’s art.” They said, clearly still angry, though they did look slightly less terrifying, which xe decided to count as progress. Xe had heard that human art came in many forms, but xe had never heard of one involving the human body itself.

“Human Tyler, that is immensely intriguing. How is it made?” Xe asked, relieved when they seemed to realise it was a case of cultural confusion rather than xem being purposefully rude.

“Well, you go to a tattoo artist, and they make the design and then make a sort of template, I guess you could call it. Anyway, they put that on the place you want the tattoo, and it transfers a bit of ink so the artist’s got something to guide them. And then they have this machine, which is basically a bunch of needles that pierce the skin with ink. Which the artist use to sort of draw on the skin, leaving cool art like this.” Human Tyler said, adding a pointed look for the last part while showing off the art. Rytrinq was however too worried - and quite frankly terrified - to think too much about it.

“It pierces your skin and drags the ink machine through your skin? Is that not painful?” Xe asked

“What? No, no it goes up and down into the skin. If you drag it without the needles getting up you’ll end up with big scars. It does kind of hurt, but it’s not that bad.” They answered, clearly believing that to sound better. As if getting stabbed multiple times was no big deal.

“What purpose does it serve? Is it a hierarchical or sociological requirement?”

“No, some people don’t even like them. Think they look unprofessional or whatever bullshit like that. But it doesn’t really have a purpose.” Human Tyler answered with a brief elevation of their shoulder area.

“Then why do you put yourself through the pain?” Xe wondered. They had to have some reason after all, right?

“Eh, it looks cool. I mean, I just really like daffodils, always have. They’re cool.” They said, once again reminding Rytrinq that xe would never fully understand humans.

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Mercer’s Magnificent Mane™ appreciation post

Requested by ~Anon~

Movie Night

A Bucky Barnes One-Shot

Character Pairing: Bucky Barnes/Reader

Word Count: 2246 (I got a little carried away!)

Warnings: NSFW! 18+. Swearing, smut, fingering, unprotected sex (wrap it up!)

Request: Anon: “Hello there! First I just wanted to tell you that your writing was amazing for the 100 kinks for Bucky! I loved your stories so much and wanted to ask if you were taking requests at all? If you are, can you please write a one shot about Bucky lusting after the reader? Maybe shes an assistant at the compound or something like that. If not, it’s all good, but I think you should write because your amazing at it! Smut if you want!”

A/N: Here your go nonnie! Sorry this took so long and I hope you like it!


You were wearing it again. That damn black pencil skirt that formed perfectly to every curve. The black heels you had on made your legs look fucking fantastic. Bucky knew he should stop staring, but you always caught his attention when you both shared a room together. He watched as you smiled easily at everyone, how you flipped your hair over your shoulder when you would talk and fiddled with the buttons on your shirt when you were lost in thought. He nearly bit back a groan as you bent over the table to pass out the file folders you were holding. The glimpse of white lace underneath your white button down about ended him.

“Buck, you’re being obvious,” Steve said while punching Bucky’s shoulder and sitting down next to him. Bucky looked up to also see Sam shooting him a knowing smile from across the table.

“I don’t know what the hell you are talking about,” he said while trying to focus on anything other than the way that skirt hugged your ass. When you walked behind his chair, he caught a whiff of your perfume and it instantly made his dick hard. Bucky adjusted himself in his jeans and grabbed the file folder in front of him in hopes of getting his brain on the task at hand instead of what you would look like naked underneath him.
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You were walking down the hallway back to your office after the meeting was over. You needed to get inside your personal space. The way Bucky looked at you earlier had left your skin tingling. That man was going to be the death of you. You felt like your brain fizzled out whenever you were near him. His quiet demeanor made it impossible to read him but his stare said enough. You couldn’t decide if you wanted to strangle him or kiss him. Oh, who were you kidding, you wanted to feel those lips on your body.

Right after that thought took root in your head, you turned a corner and slammed right into a solid chest, causing you to drop your papers and folders. You looked up after regaining your balance and were mortified to see Bucky staring down at you, his brow creased. You felt your cheeks grow hot before kneeling to pick up your papers.

“I’m so sorry Mr. Barnes. I wasn’t paying attention,” you said to his feet. You were too embarrassed to look at his face after the thoughts you were having about him. A pair of hands appeared in your line of sight. You were startled by his metal one, he normally had a black glove covering it. He was organizing the folders when you chanced a glance up at him. His hair was falling in his face and the black t-shirt he had on was stretched across his broad shoulders.

“Bucky. Please call me Bucky.” He said while straitening back up. You clutched the files to your chest and stood awkwardly in front of him. You almost jumped out of your skin when he reached out and brushed a piece of your hair away from your face. The shock must have clearly read on your face because he snatched his hand back quick.  

“Well, I’m sorry again, and thank you for helping me.” You moved to walk around him. His metal arm shot out and stilled you by placing his hand on your arm. You looked up at him with confusion.

“Doll, it was an accident, you don’t have to apologize.” He looked down at where his hand was touching you. “Would you like to stick around for movie night tonight? It is Tony’s night to pick so I don’t know if it will be good but…” he let his sentence trail off.

You were so shocked that he was even talking to you that you realized your mouth was hanging open. You closed it and mentally shook yourself out of the dazed state you were in. “Are assistants allowed to join the Avengers at movie night?” You joked. Bucky smiled and you thought for sure your heart was going to stop. God, he was gorgeous.

“I think you passed up the assistant title long ago,” Bucky said while rubbing his thumb on your arm. “You can sit next to me. I’ll even share my blanket with you.”

Wait a minute, was he hitting on you? You were sure if you didn’t distance yourself from him soon, you were going to melt into a puddle on the floor. “Yea, that sounds great Bucky. I’ll see you there.” You gave him a smile before hurrying the rest of the way to your office.

Bucky watched you until you shut the door behind you. He smiled to himself. You were attracted to him just as much as he was to you. This was good to know. After having a talk with Steve earlier, he had decided to make his move. With any luck, you two wouldn’t be watching too much of the movie tonight.

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You were nervous. You had asked Wanda what time to be in the screening room. When you told her that Bucky had invited you, she was shocked but then grinned and winked at you. You smiled to yourself as you looked up at the clock. Fifteen minutes to go. You grabbed your gym bag from underneath your desk and pulled out a pair of shorts and a t-shirt. You stepped out of your shoes while unbuttoning your shirt. You pulled it off and bent to take your skirt off. As you were folding the garments, you heard the door click open. Before you could cover yourself, Bucky’s head popped in.

“Hey doll, I thought I would…” Whatever he was saying, died on his lips as he came in and saw you standing there in your bra and panties. You thought he was just going to back out, but he didn’t. He slowly closed the door and leaned back against it. Your face had to be ten shades of red as you were frozen in place. Bucky’s hot stare was setting your skin on fire. He crossed his arms over his chest and licked his lips. Your eyes darted to the floor, but didn’t miss the bulge his cock was making in his sweats.

“Do you want me to leave, doll face?” He asked in a husky voice. You looked back up at him and saw the red color in his cheeks and the way his breathing had changed. Did you want him to leave? You hadn’t had sex in a while and the man standing across from you looked like he was made for sin.

No, you didn’t want him to leave. Instead of voicing your answer, you reached behind you and unclasped your bra. You held the cups to your chest for a second before letting it fall down your arms. Bucky groaned so low that it almost sounded like a growl. He practically stalked over to you. His flesh hand cupped your jaw and his metal arm curled around your waist. The coolness against your hot skin make goosebumps rise.

“Are you sure about this? Because in about ten seconds, I’m not going to be much of a gentleman.” His words made your shiver and wetness to pool between your thighs. The look he was giving you with his lust blown eyes and his breath coming in short pants was making your anxious.

“Bucky yes, I’m sure. Now kiss me.” You said before wrapping your arms around his back and crashing your lips against his. Bucky instantly commanded the kiss. He ran his tongue along the seam of your lips, asking for entrance. You opened them and tangled your tongue with his. It was consuming; teeth clanking, lip biting, sighs and moans. You felt drugged as his metal hand made its way to your ass, grabbing a handful, pressing your body into his. His other hand was buried in the hair at the nape of your neck. Your hands found their way inside the back of his shirt and roamed over the warm muscles. He lifted his lips from yours to trail soft kisses along your cheek and landing on the pulse point below your ear. You leaned your head to the side with a moan. His teeth nipped the tender spot, causing you to gasp and score his back with your fingernails.

“Kitten has claws,” he murmured against your collarbone. Your sigh turned into a moan when you felt his tongue swipe across your nipple. He brought his flesh hand down to flick over your nipple as his tongue and lips continued their torture. This man was turning your bones to jelly. You pulled on his shoulders to bring him back up.

“Too many clothes,” you whispered as you stripped his shirt off. He chuckled at your urgency. You put your hands in the waistband of his pants and pushed them down his legs. His cock sprang free between the two of you and you nearly wept. It was beautiful. Long, thick and dripping precum. Bucky didn’t give you enough time to admire it before he swooped you into his arms. He walked across the room and laid you on the couch. He propped a pillow beneath your head and kneeled between your thighs. He ran his hands down your body before pulling your panties down your legs. After tossing them to the floor, he stopped and stared at you. His eyes took in every detail they could. He settled his hands on your thighs and spread them further apart, his eyes fixed to your pussy.

“God damn doll, look how wet you are,” he said as his thumb trailed through your wetness. You moaned and watched as he brought his thumb to his lips and licked off your essence. You nearly came right then.

“Bucky…” you whimpered. “Please, I need you.” You thrust your hips up at him. He smirked before you felt his finger enter you. He brought his thumb down again, circling your clit while his finger started thrusting in and out of your cunt. You arched your back and let soft moans fall from your lips. Bucky watched every reaction. He was a man enjoying himself. A wicked chuckle left his mouth when he found your g-spot.  You had become a writhing mess as you were nearing orgasm. Bucky added a second finger and gave your clit a pinch, sending you over the edge. Your whole body shook as you nearly screamed out your release.

“That was fucking beautiful baby,” Bucky said, brushing his lips against yours. You nudged your hips against his, coating his cock with your slick. He grunted and reached down to align himself with your entrance. He slowly pushed forward, letting both of you enjoy the feeling. When he was fully seated inside, he stopped to give you a minute to adjust. You felt stretched, almost to the point of pain, but it was amazing.

Bucky was whispering words of encouragement against your lips. How good you felt, how tight you were around his cock, how he wanted to make you feel good. You rolled your hips into his, causing him to inhale sharply. He looked down at you, adjusting his arms on the couch for leverage. You brought one hand up to tangle in his hair, while the other got a good grasp on his ass.

Bucky started a nice and slow rhythm, just enough to make you want more. He placed his lips against your neck and sucked on the tender spot he had found earlier. You gasped and tugged on his hair. He growled into your neck and his thrust getting harder, going deeper. The sound of his skin slapping against yours was intoxicating.

“Oh god… Bucky… you feel so good.” You said, biting his shoulder. His lips met yours again. Your moans began mingling with his groans.  

He pulled his mouth from yours, “Are you going to come on my cock doll?” His thrusts had turned fast and choppy. The angle he was pumping, hit your clit with every drag in and out. Your body began to tense. “Come on, baby. I want to feel you come.” he said, chasing his own release. He reached down and drew rapid circles on your clit. You flew apart, coming with a startled cry. “O-oh fuck baby… shit,” Bucky groaned. He reared back, pulled out and gave his cock a few hard pumps before he spilled himself on your stomach. His face was contorted in pleasure and sweat was dripping from his forehead. It could have been your blissed-out brain, but he was the most beautiful thing you had ever seen.

While you were waiting on both of your breathing to return to normal, you reached out and rubbed your hands along his thighs, “I’m pretty sure we missed the movie.” He laughed and got up to grab his t-shirt from the floor. He swiped it across your belly, cleaning up his mess. He wiped himself clean before sitting down and pulling you onto his lap.

“Trust me, I would much rather be right here with you, rather than watching some movie Tony picks.” He said brushing the hair off your face. He gave you a gentle kiss, “Wanna go back to my room and have our own movie night?”

anonymous asked:

Isak eats really unhealthy! While his friends are all eating sandwiches at school he'll eat a bun or a Norwegian waffle. Like boy should not be living by himself, lol. I'm glad even makes him eggs for breakfast. And I wonder if even is good at cooking in general. At least he seems to be taking charge in the kitchen so far. I have a feeling Isak is the kind to just grab a handful of cereal out of the box before

FO’ REAL!! I doubt Isak has had a balanced meal since he ran away from home! And he may very well grab cereal from the box, assuming he has any at home, either way he’s probably forgotten to buy milk.

Even is definitely more interested in cooking than Isak, and given that he has some seasoning tricks to make the food taste better, I imagine he has some culinary talents as well. Isak however, I doubt could cook to save his own life! At least this is what empiric data tells me…

Because of course me being the weirdo I am, I’m physically incapable of speculating about stuff like this without researching and getting all the facts™ first, so I’ve gone through all the times (that I could remember) we’ve seen Isak eating and compiled some data.

In the words of Isak: NU KÖR VI~


We don’t really know anything about Isak’s eating habits at home (in S1). And aside from Even, the only one who’s made food for Isak is Eva. When they were at Jonas’ cabin she made them pasta and tomato sauce

She also treated him to a coffee at one point (not food but still!).

I didn’t remember seeing Isak eat anything in particular in S2, so let’s skip onto S3….

First time we see Isak eating in S3, is the bun you mentioned. We see him tearing the raisin out of the bun, which tells me this is one of those semi-sweet raisin buns. They are delicious but not exactly healthy. (somewhat related: after close inspection I’m 95% sure these are raisin buns with CARDAMOM ❤︎).

Next time we see him eating it’s the cheese toast with ALL THE SPICES and ketchup that Even made him. Not exactly balanced food, but alright for a midday snack imo?

Unfortunately I doubt Isak finished it… when their datehangout got interrupted by guests, you see Isak look down dejectedly at his toasts and tap his thumb against his leg. :( Once Sonja is introduced I imagine Isak made himself scarce.

When Even spends the weekend at Isak’s after Halloween, they must have eaten something. The flatmates didn’t see either of them until Sunday, supposedly, but the mug Even puts ash in suggests to me that Isak probably sneaked out and made them sandwiches & cocoa or smth (that or the mug was already in his room… but one entire day, they’d have to eat) at some point.

Isak isn’t really great at getting breakfast either. That Sunday he literally opens the door, gets asked about Even by Noora and Eskild, and then closes the door again. Wonder how long it took for him to dare venture out… boy must have been starving!

After the painful ‘breakup’ when Isak wasn’t sleeping well, I can’t imagine he was eating so great either. Especially not if you consider the sad sad toast he got from the canteen. One toast with only cheese, it seriously looks just as tired as Isak does!

Of all the foods Isak has bought, the kebab he ate with Jonas is definitely among the healthiest. I imagine he spends most of his allowance/the money his dad sends on snapbacks (he can’t have borrowed all of them!), beer and eating fast food.

Luckily, if it’s down to Even Isak gets to eat a sturdy breakfast. And that’s good considering how Isak hardly seems to be able to get himself breakfast at the flat. (does he even have any food there?) I imagine that Even realized this when he stayed over the previous time, and simply decided to take matters into his own hands, with a little help from the Noora (and Eskild), making Isak scrambled eggs after staying over the second time.

Isak doesn’t join the guys for pizza… but on Friday, Isak waits for Even at the KB. I only saw a coffee cup though, so who knows if he had anything to eat there? Once again Even makes sure they get some food, ordering burgers and champagne (and what looks like cakes? fancy smørbrød?) at the hotel. Isak doesn’t exactly lack appetite at that point ;)

We don’t know what or how he ate the days after… but on Tuesday, we’re back to Isak’s classic diet. He gets a waffle. The guy doesn’t even put jam or anything tasty on it (except whipped cream?). idk what is up with Nissen’s canteen, but stuff looks plain af. (I feel for norwegianall kids who are forced to pay for or bring their own school lunches….)

Now last food Isak prepared (as I am writing this) was a ready-made frozen Grandiosa pizza, which can hardly be considered cooking. And it wasn’t even his (he doesn’t have any food at the flat does he…).

In conclusion (TL;DR):

I doubt Isak knows how to cook. I’m CERTAIN he maintains a horribly unhealthy diet ever since he ran away from home. And I’m hoping that Even’s cooking skills extend beyond breakfast and sandwiches, but honestly I’m fairly certain it does? Even seems comfortable enough in a kitchen to figure it out and make them some healthy food. So with Even in his life…

Hallelujah Isak is saved!!

anonymous asked:

Help, I'm late to the fandom and know nothing of Elounor except that once upon a time they were awful stinkin' cute. What history do I need to know? What is she up to these days?

OKAY OKAY THIS IS MY TIME TO SHINE

so eleanor was a friend of harry’s who he introduced to louis because he thought they’d like each other and WOW WAS HE RIGHT! they dated for four years and were literally the cutest couple in the world. they had a dog named bruce together and she was super close with his family, she was even a bridesmaid in jay’s wedding!! and he called her his “life partner” in an interview once and i cried. she’s also been called the ‘like female version of louis’ and for good reason!! their song was far away and he tattooed it on his arm!! i think they also make their instas together? this hasn’t been confirmed but they’re very similar name-wise (louist91 // eleanorj92)

masterpost of their relationship, if you like sobbing into your pillow at three in the morning. not that i did that ever…

he said some other things about her too but i can’t find them (rip sugarscape) but here are some super cute tweets

he’s also written several songs presumably about her, probably including strong, love you goodbye, end of the day, maybe no control, maybe fireproof, and probably change your ticket. those aren’t confirmed but… c’mon.

they broke up in 2015 around the time zayn left (rip my entire heart) for unknown reasons but it’s fine i didn’t need to believe in love anyway. he liked a video of her talking (with no sound) on insta once at 2 in the morning after a night out when they were broken up (make of that what you will *eye emoji*) and she also liked one of his pictures that was like a few weeks old and i have not stopped screaming.

currently she’s working as a model and has a blog with friend max hurd. she’s also on tumblr and insta occasionally?. that’s really all we know about her doings? idk she’s part of a tommy hilfiger campaign and is also really good friends with liam’s ex sophia (which is understandable because they often toured with the boys together)

and now louis and eleanor are refollowing each other on instagram and liking each other’s pics and they wore the same thing!!   

anyway they dated for FOUR YEARS and were very clearly in love with each other and they seem to be on good terms now and my heart is full.

i’m going to end this with my favourite thing in the world which is a thread of louis looking like comfy garbage while eleanor’s a radiant queen beside him enjoy xx

anonymous asked:

Can i request RFA reaction when they recieve news that MC is dead or in danger but than she's actually alive and well

I’m sorry this took so long, nonnie! I had to rewrite it because I didn’t like how it turned out at first, whoops. hopefully this is what you had in mind? if not, make sure to let me know! warning: there are slight mentions of death, dead bodies, hospitals, kidnapping, accidents etc. nothing graphic, though, but read at your own discretion anyway!

- Admin Cat Mom.

Yoosung

  • sunshine boy goes apeshit crazy right after hanging up the phone.
  • who on earth would dare to hurt such a precious being like you?
  • whoever the responsible for this car accident that took your life is… they are in big trouble.
  • his brain is not responding properly anymore.
  • and he just plain refuses to live in a world where you no longer exist.
  • he could’ve easily succumbed to his tears, and trembling hands and legs.
  • but oh, no.
  • he’s going to take matters into his own hands.
  • so he pretty much grabs his coat and leaves the apartment as fast as lightning.
  • somehow he’s at the scene in less than fifteen minutes.
  • and you’re there, the police and paramedics are there, and your car is there too.
  • your car is wrecked.
  • but you’re standing right next to it safe and sound, and your legs, arms and head are all in the right places.
  • you seem a little distressed, that’s all.
  • after staring blankly at the scene, he runs up to you and holds you tightly, rubbing your back and kissing your cheek multiple times to prove himself that you’re there and you’re alive.
  • “what in the world happened oh my god MC.”
  • “jumin is a bad influence please stop hanging out with him.”

Zen

  • he’s going to punch someone.
  • he’s also going to punch himself.
  • it’s weird enough that you haven’t come home in the past few days, and he has tried to reach you plenty of times but you’re not answering your phone.
  • now that he’s heard about the dead body that’s been discovered near a river (which description matches you almost perfectly) he starts panicking.
  • and he wants to die too.
  • instead of going to the police to make sure it’s not you, he spends an entire night looking for you.
  • because the mere thought of seeing your lifeless body would destroy every inch of his soul.
  • yes, zen has a strong body and soul, but not when it comes to the idea of you not being by his side.
  • after checking every damn corner of the city, he goes home feeling defeated.
  • he has a lot of missed calls and texts from the rest of RFA.
  • does he care at this point? not really, he doesn’t feel like answering to anyone but his dear MC.
  • when he opens the door, he’s surprised to see you sitting comfortably on the couch and going through your phone.
  • “MC? Where… where have you been?”
  • “you silly! I told you I was going out of town this weekend to visit my family. I even left you a message! because I didn’t have any signal there.”
  • oh, so that’s why even mr. trust fund kid has been calling non stop.
  • you spend the next day cuddling, and kissing, and talking—he feels so relieved that you’re not dead.
  • from now on you’re not allowed to leave this wreck of a man alone for more than a day.

Jaehee

  • her heart sinks to her stomach as soon as she hears the news.
  • you are her guardian angel, she said it herself.
  • you cannot leave just yet.
  • a relative/acquaintance of yours had called her that morning to let her know that you’re in hospital and things aren’t looking too great.
  • after all, you’ve been sick the past days, that’s a fact, and you weren’t taking care of yourself.
  • she scolded you a lot, but she also did her best to make you feel better.
  • still, she thought it was just a cold that would go away eventually.
  • it turns out now that your life is at risk?
  • on her way to the hospital, all she can think of is you lying on a bed connected to a hundred wires.
  • but she tries really hard not to focus on worst-case scenarios, takes a deep breath, and drinks her entire cup of coffee in one sitting.
  • staying calm and thinking straight, that’s all she gotta do.
  • she already has a contingency plan anyways, and jumin is more than ready to help with anything you need (he cares about your health as well).
  • when she arrives at the hospital, she’s surprised to see you on the entrance blowing your nose and looking like a mess.
  • a regular, definitely not on the verge of death kind of mess.
  • “jaehee, what are you doing here?”
  • she sighs in relief and gives you a hug.
  • you then explain that your relative/acquaintance tends to blow things out of proportion, that you’re just a bit sick and that’s all.
  • “for the love of god, MC, please take care of yourself.”
  • and… you have your very own personal nurse now.

Jumin

  • this man turns into a mess.
  • he knew it, he knew that he should’ve taken you to the airport.
  • he only let you convince him to go alone because you told him you didn’t like goodbyes, and that everything was going to be just fine.
  • the report on the news says otherwise.
  • the plane you took a few hours ago has crashed.
  • he sits calmly on the couch and lets the information sink in, it takes a while.
  • an hour passes by, he should start making calls.
  • his rational side is telling to send help, helicopters, anything in order to save you and bring you back home safe.
  • his sense of revenge is telling him to sue the airline, find the culprit of this injustice, and make them pay.
  • but his body is not responding to his orders, he’s gone completely numb.
  • how could you, MC? how could you leave him like this? you are his source of happines and stability.
  • god… his clothes start feeling way too tight, he’s having trouble breathing.
  • and then, when he’s about to call assistant kang, his phone rings.
  • your name showed up on the  screen. “hello? jumin? I don’t know if you’ve heard about the plane crash—”
  • like a sweet lullaby, your voice soothes him instantly, so he clears his throat and manages to say only one thing: “MC, I am so glad you’re well.”
  • you had lost the flight and decided to wait for the next one as you didn’t want to bother jumin, but after hearing about the accident, you thought it was best to return home and postpone your trip.
  • he refuses to hang up the phone until he’s there because yes, he’s going to pick you up (feat. good ol’ driver kim).

Seven

  • he knew something like this would happen sooner or later.
  • just when he starts feeling like he can live a normal, happy life, someone decides to take you away from him.
  • with the amount of enemies he’s gained through his job as an agent, he should’ve know.
  • yet there he is, in shock, sweating, and feeling extremely nauseated.
  • he’s panicking so much he forgets for a moment that he’s a skilled hacker.
  • he doesn’t know what this person that took you wants because the message they left was too vague, but he’s going to find out one way or another.
  • even if it costs him his life.
  • the only problem is that he can’t seem to focus and he’s making mistakes left and right.
  • MC please be okay.
  • he keeps picturing you locked in a filthy basement, tied up, scared and alone.
  • that is until you finally showed up—you were buying groceries.
  • prepare yourself for a tacklehug.
  • wait, if you’re here and you’re well, what’s up with this weird message?
  • wrong number? a distasteful prank? 
  • he’s baffled and doesn’t understand what’s going on.
  • then decides to dig into it later and increase security, you can’t take threats like this lightly.
  • he’s a clingy mess for the rest of the day and does everything you ask him to, he even cleans the living room and eats a proper meal.

V

  • this sweet, selfless man just can’t catch a break.
  • it took him so long to heal his wounds and allow himself to love someone healthy and good for him.
  • a building has caught fire and collapsed, and not many people made it.
  • the same building you say you were going to.
  • he hasn’t heard anything from you yet, and you’re not answering your phone.
  • so he calls every person he knows and does everything he can to find the tiniest bit of information about the fire and the survivors.
  • his efforts are useless.
  • his chest is hurting so much? he doesn’t think he can take it?
  • all he can do is hold his head in his hands, bite his lip and quietly swallow his tears, because he knows how much you hate to see him sad.
  • and as expected, he blames himself for it.
  • it should have been him.
  • you didn’t deserve such a horrible death, let alone such a short life.
  • after all, you brought so much joy into his life.
  • when it seems like he’s lost all hope, the door opens.
  • it’s MC!
  • you swear you’ve never seen him smile so brightly, like he’s witnessing a miracle of some sort.
  • he asks you where you were and you explain that your job interview was cancelled, so you weren’t there when the building caught fire.
  • he holds you so tightly he leaves you gasping for air, but you don’t complain and instead comfort him with tender kisses.
Under The Table

 REQUEST(anon) - Could u plz write a “one-shot” about touching Steve’s erection during an important dinner(than him coming into ur hand) if that makes any sense plz and ty❤

WARNINGS - Handjob under a table  ,a little teasing . 

A/N - Thank you so much Taw @supersoldierslover for your help . 

Also , I am so sorry nonny that this took so long to write . I hope you like it  

WORDS - 1836



“Hmmm, Steve….”, you moan breathlessly as he pins you against the wall , and squeezes your ass harshly .

“Fuuuck , do you feel that baby.”, he asks his head resting against yours as he looks into your eyes lustfully . He pushes his hard covered cock onto your pussy and starts grinding his hips up and down .

One of his hand reaches your breast and he pulls your dress down exposing your taut nipples to him . He bends his head forward and takes your nipple between his teeth and pulls it . Your head falls back on the wall in pleasure .

He pushes you tight against the wall to stop any movement and folds his arms holding your thighs in position as he starts rubbing his cock and adding pressure over your clit .

“Oh god , Don’t stop babe.”, you moan as you take his lips  in a bruising kiss . Your swirl your tongue around his and bite his lip .

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Whatever I Please

Pairing: Tony Stark x Daughter!Reader

Words: 2,420

Request: by Anon!  “Can you write one about tony Starks daughter and she’s in a rocky relationship with a guy. She finally wants to call it quits with him but he stalks her and won’t let up. One day he kidnaps her but she hit the emergency button on her phone. Before they get too far Tony stops them in his suit?” 

Warning: Stalker themes, the boyfriend has an abusive behavior. 

A/N: I was actually rather surprised to get this request, but it was really fun to try to write! I’ve never written Tony before, but I hope you like it nonnie!, please let me know! I’m putting my tag list on this one as well, sorry if you didn’t want to be tagged in this fic, xx 

Feedback is as always greatly appreciated. 


“Y/N, girl. You really need to break it off with Martin,”

You took a deep breath and looked at your friend who was frowning, a deep concern lingering in her eyes.

“I know, it’s just. We’ve been together for so long and even though we have our downs it’s not like it isn’t good either,” you argued back, Ava looked back at you disapprovingly and sighed deeply.

“Does the good outweigh the bad?” she asked and you opened your mouth to answer her, but nothing came out. Because the truth was, the good didn’t outweigh the bad, it was the other way around and it had been like that for too long now.

“Listen, no matter what you guys have been through, he is an asshole, especially for what he did at Cameron’s the other day, he has no right to fucking raise his h-”

“Yes, yes I know,” you let out a sigh, sitting down on your couch beside Ava. You knew the next question that would come from her so you beat her to it.

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anonymous asked:

a fluff therapy request for whenever you're looking for prompts again? i would love some tummy loving -- either will's or hannibal's -- after they've added some softness now that they're not constantly fighting for their lives any more. i've been feeling really self-conscious lately about my weight due to some projects going on where lots of people see me, & it would be so nice to read our murder nerds appreciating in each other something i'm worried about in myself. :\

I think being self conscious of your tummy is something a lot of people can relate to nonny, myself included. I’m sorry this took so long to get to but I hope it helps regardless. <3

Will woke to the sun in his eyes, lips on the back of his neck, and a hand rubbing circles into his abdomen.

“What are you doing?” Will mumbled, leaning back into Hannibal’s warmth.

“I’m holding you,” Hannibal said. “I’m appreciating your form.”

“You’re rubbing my belly.”

“I am. Would you prefer that I stop?”

“I don’t know… I guess not.”

Between the weeks spent bedridden, the sedentary months spent hidden away, and Hannibal’s insistence they eat dessert every day after dinner, Will was fuller in the middle now than he’d ever been. His size small t-shirts pulled tight across his abdomen when they were fresh from the dryer. Several pairs of jeans he’d acquired only months ago no longer fit.

“You’re self conscious of your weight gain.”

Will’s cheeks reddened. He turned his face into the pillow. “I’ve just never been this… big before.”

“Your weight still falls within the acceptable range for your height and age.”

“I should start exercising more.”

“It is my hope that whatever you do, you do it for your own satisfaction, never my own.” Hannibal’s fingers dug into the soft flesh of Will’s belly. “I find you no less desirable in your current form.”

“You can’t possibly find pot bellies sexy.”

Will suddenly went cold at the loss of Hannibal at his back. Before he could think to protest, the covers were being pulled away, and Hannibal was pushing him onto his back.

Hannibal straddled Will’s thighs and bent down to press a kiss just below his navel. “This is a sign of a body well loved,” he said, pressing another kiss just above to the first. “A life being lived to the fullest.”

Will smiled, face still burning. “I’m going to pretend that isn’t a pun.”

Hannibal nuzzled into Will’s middle. “I’ll go make us breakfast. Stay here. Let me bring it to you.”

“If I didn’t know better, I’d say you were trying to fatten me up.”

Teasing, Hannibal dragged the blunt edges of his teeth across Will’s flesh before pulling away. “I’ll be back shortly. Sleep a bit more if you’d like.”

Will sighed and sprawled out in the middle of the bed once Hannibal was gone. An echo of Hannibal’s touch, Will rubbed circles into his own belly. It rumbled in anticipation of the meal to come. He smiled and allowed himself to doze, arm draped lightly across the softness of his middle.


[hannigram fluff therapy]

Bonita

REQUEST (anonymous )- Hey so I just wanted to say I really like your writing, I only subbed a few days ago but I’ve already gone through your entire masterlist!! And I also wanted to request something where the reader is self conscious about their weight (mainly stomach and back if it matters!)and Steve comforts them about it/makes them feel better about it. Smut is welcome but whatever feels right for you!!Sorry if this is weird,just been self conscious lately and reading somethin like this would help, thank u sm!!

WARNINGS - Insecurities, fluff , smut(unprotected, pls practice safe sex)

WORDS- 2.1K

A/N- I am so sorry nonny that it took so fucking long to write . I hope you like it . 

Originally posted by pleasingpics

Three months into dating Steve Rogers and you’d still find yourself completely flustered at his sight . He made you genuinely happy unlike the other fuckers in your past . Every small gesture was filled with so much love . The kisses on your nose and forehead to the small squeeze of your hand when you felt lost . He cared for you and you were happy to have someone like him in your life .

The very first kiss you shared with him nothing over the top  . He slowly placed his lips over yours , a little uncertain , but when you wrapped your hands around his neck all apprehensions were lost as he deepened the kiss. The days after were filled with soft gentle make out sessions , until yesterday.

You always wondered why Steve had asked you out when he could have any other girl he wanted . But he always made sure to tell you that he liked you because you were smart and beautiful and woman who can take her own stand . But you couldn’t help the insecurities that always seemed to creep in at the worst of times . You knew how many girls threw themselves at him and how many flirted openly even after knowing that he was with you .

But at the end of the day he came back to you . Laid in your hands , telling you how glad he was to have you in his life .

Yesterday during your playful banter with him , he pushed you over the bed while still tickling you . You tried to pry his arms away but he was too damn strong .

“Steeevee.”, you giggled.

“Bucky is hotter huh?”, he said playfully .

“Yes , NOOOOO!!! You are.”

You said between giggles.

“I love you Y/N.”

He had stopped tickling , laying on top of you with his chest pressed against yours .

“I love you Steve .” With that your lips met in a soft kiss . He pushed your thighs apart as he settled his body between them . He held your jaw in one hand as his tongue slid into your mouth .

In a flash he was back on you after removing his shirt . You couldn’t keep your hands off of him . His hard shoulders , defined abs . His body was fucking sculpted by Michelangelo . You could feel the way his body tensed under your touch and later relaxed at the familiarity . He was utterly beautiful to you . You couldn’t believe he was with you .

And remember how insecurities creep in at the worst times . Well this was it . He was playing with the hem of your shirt . He pushed it a little above your belly button and you pushed it down instantly . You pushed him off of you and got out of the room and went straight to yours .

You tears flowed freely as you walked the hallways . The cold air drying them up  . You heard Steve calling out your name . But you only walked faster. You closed the door as hard as you could before collapsing to the ground against the door . You couldn’t let him see you . You couldn’t let him touch you . How would he feel looking at all of your stretch marks , your imperfections . He had the perfect body , not a single imperfection , while everything you saw on your body , your stomach , your back was everything you hated . If you couldn’t love it yourself how can you expect anyone else to .

All these years , you tried so hard . So hard to love yourself , but every small comment set you back . People don’t realise how much it hurts to see yourself in the mirror and not like it . Wanting to change every bit of it .To wake up every morning wanting to change yourself but to sleep disappointed knowing that there was nothing you could do, however hard you try .

You don’t hear the banging on your door as you fall asleep on the floor . You are awoken the next morning  Natasha calling out your name . You groggily opened your eyes and lazily opened the door . She took in your appearance , red puffy eyes , shirt stained with tears . She pushed open the door and lets herself in . She urged you to take a bath and come back while she picks out the clothes . She has known you for close to 2 years . .She knows everything about you . She will know what is bothering you without you even opening your mouth .  

After getting ready Nat decided that it is better to go out to get you distracted from all of this . You enjoyed spending time with her . She always knew what to do to make you happy . You visited the planetarium and then the handicraft exhibition that you absolutely loved. You even brought back a couple of gifts . You decided to bring one for Steve too to apologize for what happened yesterday . Not that you what you did was wrong but you felt that instead of just running away you could have talked it out with him.

But as soon as you entered through the doors of the tower you started feeling the anxiety creep up . You didn’t want to face him but obviously Nat didn’t allow that to happen . She pushed you towards his room and knocked the door and went away. You stood there re-evaluating your decision . You couldn’t do it . You turned around to go away only to be stopped by Steve calling your name . You turned around to find him leaning against the door with a hint of hurt on his face.  

“Can I come in?”, you asked.

“Yeah , of course.” He moved to give you space.

“Look Y/N, I am so sorry . I didn’t know what came over me . I didn’t want to make you uncomfortable . I just….”

“Hey… It’s okay . It’s not your fault .It’s just..”
“I know. It’s too early.”
“No, It’s….you think it is too early.”

“I mean no. But I understand if you feel that way .”
“I don’t . I don’t know how to say this Steve. I want you . Trust me , I do . But every time I look at you I feel like you deserve someone better. Someone who is like you . Someone who is beautiful , and has an amazing body . I just can’t help but feel that I am not enough for you. I don’t feel beautiful . What if you feel the same …”
“Y/N, stop . You can’t decide you I deserve and what I feel..”
“No, that is not what I meant . I…”
“I don’t know if I deserve you but I love you and I want you . I think you are the most beautiful woman in the world and it makes me sad that you don’t see that . I wish you could see yourself from my eyes .I wish you could see how happy you make me. I want to be with you and only you . And I would make sure you know how much you mean to me .”

You pulled him down by his neck and kissed him passionately . You didn’t care at this moment , you knew he loves you for everything that you are . He walked you back to the bed , while kissing you . You fell onto the bed after feeling its edge against you . He put his arm around your waist and lifted you to lay in the middles of the bed . The kisses trailed down to your neck and shoulder . You moaned his name when he bit on your sweet spot .

“Y/N , we don’t have to do this .”, he said looking up at you .

“I know . But I want to .”you assured him.

With that he lifted the hem of your shirt to expose your belly  . He kissed it all the while looking at you .

“You are so beautiful.” You wanted to scoff at his words but the sincerity with which his voice was laced , you actually believed it .

You gasped when you felt him hook his fingers into your pants and pull it down along with you undies .

“Steve.” You moaned as he pressed kisses along your thighs . His scruff rubbing delightfully against your skin .

You pinched your eyes shut as you felt him place wet kisses on your mound . Your hand involuntarily went to tangle in his hair . Your hips pushed upwards as he licked a long strip along your slit .

“Fuuck.”, you gasped .

“Does that fell good?”
“Mmm hmm .”, you answered and pushed his head down . He chuckled and started licking at your pussy . Short and slow licks made you impatient . You whimpered in frustration and then he spread your lips with his fingers and sucked your whole pussy in his sinful lips . Profanities slipped from your mouth as he delve into you hungrily .

“Steve , come here .” You said between breaths . You couldn’t wait any longer . You wanted him inside of you . You pulled up his shirt and threw it on the floor . He got off the bed to unzip his pants as you removed your shirt and bra .

“Wow .” , he said as he looked as you bare chest .A blush crept up at your face under his gaze .

You laid back on the bed as he climbed on top of you . You took his cock in your hand and slid it along your slit , teasing your clit .
“Y/N…”, he moaned . You positioned him on your hole and he slowly slid in  .

He groaned as you moaned at the sensation . He was stretching you out perfectly . He was big , but you were wet enough to take him .

“Ughhh , so tight . God , you feel so food baby .”
“Move.”, you pleaded as he started slowly thrusting into you . You curled your hands around his shoulder as he increased his pace .

He pulled you up into his lap as you started slowly riding his cock in lotus position . He felt so good . With every thrust he was grazing at and stretching  your walls , hitting your spot perfectly .

“You look so beautiful like this .”

You hid your face in his neck in embarrassment but he pulled you up by your chin  .

“No , I want to see you . I want to see you come apart in pleasure . I want to make you feel so good .”

You took his lips in a searing kiss as you started bouncing harder and faster on his dick. The lewd sounds of skin against skin was not to be heard over yours and Steve’s wanton moans . You looked into each others’ eyes as you felt yourself close to the edge . You could tell Steve was too by the way his veins on his forehead and neck .

“Omg , I can’t last any longer . Cum for me Y/N.”

He slid a hand between your bodies and started running fast circles on your clit . You convulsed around his cock , squeezing him and coating him in your juices .

With last thrust he emptied himself in you . You sat there on his lap , his hands running over the expanse of my back , soothing me from my high as I kiss him on his shoulder and his neck.  

After cleaning yourself and peeing you come back to the bed and wrap your hands around his torso .

“I brought you something.”, you said as you handed him the gift you bought.

“Wow , I love it. Thank you so much Y/N.” He said looking at the painting book and the new brushes.

“I might use it make a portrait tomorrow.” He said winking at you .

“I love you Y/N . All of you .”
“I love you Steve.”

You couldn’t help the smile that grew on your face . You felt comfortable and at peace in his arms . You hoped that this lasted forever .

But then again , nothing lasts forever .


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@shrimpeater69 I like to think that when Dorian rants about something that is bothering him late at night, Cullen is always there to lend him his shoulder…and lips to smooch to make him feel better ;) Hope you like it!

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~ Hold My Hand ~

Originally posted by ch-est-er

Originally posted by cute-guysxx

Request: Jim Kirk, your boyfriend, teaching you to slow dance at a party. - Anon

Words: 2897

Warnings: None really, a little bit of tears and angst maybe, but the rest is hopefully fluff!

Beta’d: Again by the lovely @yourtropegirl! I’m sure all who follow me also follow her, but if you’re not following her… go do it! She’s lovely and kind and really, really nice!

A/N: I’M SO SORRY NONNIE! I have no idea why it took me so long, but I deleted this story at least 10 times before I found a beginning that I liked. And I’m also really sorry that the part of the actual dancing (or learning at least) was cut short, I just am a person with two left feet, so I kinda went with my own experience here (I did google how to teach slow dancing, but that didn’t really help me, because I had no idea how to turn what I saw into words, so I hope you’re not too mad at me!).

Tags (requested for this fic): @musingsongbird, @cookieoffortune 


“Ambassador Y/L/N?“

You put the little girl you had in your arms down on the ground and nudged her softly, pushing her in the direction of her friends and siblings, who were running around a little bit further down the path.

“Yes?,” you said, straightening yourself up and turning around to face the man who had spoken.

“I have a message for you. It’s from Yorktown.”

“Thank you”, you whispered, smiled weakly and took the letter with a trembling hand from the Vulcan. He just bowed a little and disappeared between some houses, his tunic floating in the wind.

As you pondered over the decision to open the letter or not, you walked down the path to the little cottage you called your home, at the border of the capital while you were on New Vulcan. Of course you had heard of the events in Yorktown and about the destruction of the Enterprise during the rescue mission of that alien’s crew, so you knew that the letter would come sooner or later.

The moment you walked through the door you slumped down to the floor, your body shaking and tears flowing. Not only had you lost your good friend Ambassador Spock some time ago, now you had to live with the knowledge that your boyfriend and his crew had passed away too.

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BTS & GOT7 Reaction: When their S/O giving birth and finding out that she’s having twins

OMG THIS WAS SUPPOSE TO BE DON A LONG TIME AGO!! I’m sooooo sorry this took so long! IDK why doing this reaction took forever, but I finally manage to do it! Thank you patient Nonnie! I’m sorry if this fully didn’t match your prompt. I was a bit clueless as to what dialogue they should have since I’m pretty sure that most of it would be S/O screaming her head off as a second baby was coming out of her.

Hi! Can I ask for a got7 & bts reaction being with their S/o during labor and meeting their first child although it happens to be twins and they didn’t expected that since doctors have missed it

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Dear Diary

Leonardo (2014/16) x Reader

Notes: Aww!! Thank you nonnie! <3 I’m making it kind of like a diary, in Leo’s POV? Sorry it took so long!!

Prompt: “OMG yaaaassss! I love your writing, I can’t resist, I have to send a request!! Can I have some cute angst/fluff with 2014/2016 Leo? Maybe about how he’s feeling himself falling for reader as time passes, and how he’s afraid and self-conscious, but curious and hopeful? And maybe a love confession to go with that? Thank you hun, keep up the great work <3”

Word count: 1439

Warnings: Swearing, a lot of emotions

Disclaimer: I don’t own TMNT, and you belong to you <3


January 23rd

I met a girl today, and she’s quite the character. Her name is [Y/N].

[Y/N]. There’s not much to say about her, other than she looks like she could be a part time model, but I heard from Mikey that she’s a bar tender, although he probably made that up in his head.


January 25th 

We saw her again. She was bringing groceries home, and one of her bags ripped. Of course we went to help. Why was she bringing food back so late at night?

[Y/N] looked a lot different from when we first met her. She didn’t have any make up on, and her hair was pulled back away from her face. She’s got such a beautiful face.

It’s quite contrasting, how someone with such beauty, would actually care for four mutant turtles.

Her eyes were dark. She’d used sunglasses during the day to hide them.

It would be nice to see her again.


January 26th

Mikey brought her to the lair, and they spent the day watching Disney movies. She’d gotten very excited about The Little Mermaid, and so did Mikey.

They danced to ‘Part of Your World’ together, and she’d forced me to get involved. It wasn’t like I was annoyed by it; I just assumed she didn’t want anything to do with me. Mikey was more her speed.

I sat next to her, and I could feel her excitement. It was addictive. I sat with them the rest of the day; just to feel the same level of happiness she did watching animated characters on TV. [Y/N] is going to be a big part of our lives from now on, and I don’t know how I’m going to handle it, but I’m willing to try and learn how to. 


January 30th

[Y/N] came around again, with pizza. It’s admirable that she thinks of us. We have April, but it’s hard to think humans are as nice as the 4 we’ve met. Granted, Vern is a dick sometimes, and Casey is quite frustrating but they’re still our friends. 

And they still care for us on some level, but [Y/N], she could spend her days taking photos for the front of glossy magazines, or coffee dates with human men. Yet she’s here whenever she can be. How did we get so lucky to have these people in our lives? 


February 2nd

Again, this entry is about [Y/N].

She said something funny today, but it got me thinking. She said: “I’d probably only get married for the dress and the attention.”

I don’t know if she was serious, but maybe I can change her mind. I imagine marriage as a loving commitment, and I’d like her to marry someone she truly loves. I mean, I wouldn’t mind marriage, and if I had any chance of getting her. Well, I’d be the luckiest man turtle alive.  

She’d probably marry a man who plays golf and hangs out at a country club with his rich family. He’d probably be able to buy her whatever she wanted, with a 9 to 5 job. He’d be able to properly provide for them. And, I want what’s best for [Y/N], so that sounds pretty great. I just hope I’m invited to the wedding.


February 14th

I got into an argument with her this morning. It was so minuscule and petty, but I had to go and ask her if it was that time of the month and she (as Mikey put it) blew her shit.

I went to her apartment today and she looked terrible. She confessed to me that she doesn’t like arguing. It reminds her of all the bad things in this world; how cruel it could be. Why she was so upset hit me like a ton of bricks, and I felt like a piece of shit to say the least.

I learnt of her relative’s passing, and how the funeral was in a week.

I told her I wish I could be there, and she just cried.

I held her, for the first time. Her small arms coiled around my body, her head resting on my chest as the tears poured down her face and puddled between us. It was hard to tell when the crying stopped, or when my heart stopped beating so fast. I don’t think it did for a long while. Whilst I wish I could’ve stayed there and held her for longer, I had to part ways and go on patrol. My duty to serve couldn’t wait.


March 7th

She hadn’t come to the lair since then. Of course I rang, and texted. I even emailed. Nothing. I’ve been to her apartment countless times; she was never there. That, or she just didn’t want to see me. I don’t know where she could be, and I miss her.

I need to see her. I need to let her know how sorry I am, for leaving.



Leo knocked on the window. Once, twice, three times. There wasn’t an answer. Taking matters into his own hands, and after a minute of struggle, he was in your bedroom. His whole body was wet, armor dripping droplets on to the cold floor. It had been raining heavily outside, so much so that there was next to no traffic. For New York City, it was almost deadly silent.

“[Y/N]…” was the first thing that spilt from his lips, running a hand over his soaked face and edging closer to the bed where you were sat with piles of books and paper surrounding you. Looking up, you paused the music on your laptop and took out your headphones.

“Leo… what’re- why’re you here?”

“I-I had to see you. You haven’t- I didn’t know if- I’m so sorry.” He was almost pacing your room, fidgeting as he started into your eyes, trying to pour as much sincerity into his apology, and this time he wasn’t going to drizzle guilt on it either. He had to take responsibility for being a dick. It wasn’t going to be like last time.

“I’m fine, just- homework.” Smiling tightly, you held your textbook up and shuffled further into your pillows behind you. The little action crushed him; you were further away from him now, even if it was a couple of millimeters. Pushing some of the books away, you stood up and turned to face him, flattening out your shirt as you took a deep breath in.

“Leo… you weren’t there for me, on a day I really, really needed you. And being there for someone when they need you, that’s all friendships and relationships are Leonardo.” With tears in your eyes, you shook your head. “That’s all they are.”

“I’m sorry [Y/N]. It was wrong of me to just- leave when you needed me the most. I mean, I could’ve just not gone and left the guys to deal with it all, but for some reason I keep thinking I need to be this strong leader all the time and- but this isn’t about me it’s about you- I’m sorry. I-I appreciate you so much [Y/N] and- what I’m trying to say is that I can’t let you be upset with me because if that happens then I’ll never have the chance to- I don’t know- spend more time with you, I’ll never get to ask you how your day has been, I’ll never be able to drink tea with you again, or make you laugh again or-” Now, Leonardo was unimaginably close to you, but not physically. Emotionally. “And, I need you to know that, I am sorry for not being there and you know I-I would give anything to go back to the moment- the moment we first met. Before anything went wrong. Before I didn’t stay when you needed me the most. I am so sorry for what I’ve done.”

And for the second time, in his lifetime, Leonardo held you, just like he had on Valentine’s Day.

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Bucky x reader , lovers , fluff ,MCU. "Clumsy as a Panda" Btw I love your write it gives me life. The seer ❤❤ uhg all of them ❤❤😻😻😻

Hi, nonnie! I’m really really happy to hear that you enjoy my stories. Sorry, it took me ages to post this. I’m not sure that this is what you were thinking of, but I hope you’ll like it anyway. (I’ve had lots of fun writing it, so thank you for the request.)


Clumsy as a panda

Pairing: Bucky x reader

Warnings: an overwhelming amount of fluff, mention of a long and bloody mission, paperwork… this should be all.

Notes: Enjoy the reading! I’d really love if you could leave some feedback!

Word count: 621

Originally posted by thesazzerdazzer

You are sitting at your desk filling papers about your last mission from which you have just returned last night. A knock on the partially open door of your bedroom claims your attention.

“Hi, doll.” Your boyfriend peeks in. “Can I get in?”

“Yeah, sure.” You nod. “But I have work to do.” You warn him, gesturing toward the paperwork scattered in front of you. The mission has been three weeks long and it has turned out a little bit more bloody than expected, so now you have ton of papers to fill in.

“Really?” Bucky’s brows furrow.

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