sorry it took so long pep


A Bucky Barnes One-Shot

Character Pairing: Bucky x Female Reader

Word Count: 2426

Warnings: NSFW 18+. Smut, swearing, fingering, unprotected sex (don’t be silly, wrap the willy!) chocolate pie porn.

Request: Hello! I have a request, could you do one where the reader starts working for Tony and soon after the reader and Bucky start a secret affair? Thanks love! - Anon

A/N: Here you go my dear! Sorry that it took me so long!

‘You can do this.’

‘You have worked hard for this.’

‘You deserve this.’

The pep talk you were giving yourself as you drove up to the gate surrounding the Avengers compound wasn’t helping your nerves at all. You leaned forward to look up through your windshield at the concrete walls. This place was a fortress.

You rolled your window down when you approached a booth. You hit the green call button and jumped at the electronic voice that spoke.

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Only You

Originally posted by illwonaire


Pastel pink and shimmery gold garland covered nearly every surface of your apartment as you rushed around the small space to finish decorating. The cake had been bought and placed in the fridge to be cut after presents, food and drinks covered the kitchen counter and your small dining table, and the presents you and Hana had gotten for Dylan sat in the corner you’d designated for gifts. You’d taken precautionary pain medication (an apartment full of screaming five year olds? You’d need it eventually) and had thrown on something that you didn’t mind getting dirty but still made it look like you were trying.

Now all you needed was to finish getting Dylan ready and the entertaining could begin.

If you were being honest with yourself, you hated hosting birthday parties. The only reason you’d obliged to hosting a party was because your daughter had finally made friends and had begged you to let her invite them over for her birthday. And anything your daughter asked for (within reason), you made sure to try your hardest to give it to her.

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Pep Talks


REQUEST: Heyy Sofia😙😙😙 can you do a cute Seb x reader were the reader is like Seb’s mother and she loves him like her own baby, and seb calls her mom too BUT one day Seb had a really tiring day and got anxious for some reason and behaves totally like a child and the reader comforts him (anon)

AUTHOR’S NOTE: Sorry this took so long! I kinda drifted from the main request but I hope you enjoy.



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Commish for Chicky 
Aaahh I went overboard and stuff, I’m sorry that it took so long chicky I wanted to make it nice for you ahsuidff and I kept adding stuff and now it ended up like this wahhhh I hope you like it tho!
Well they are about to do something and I hope the person who cleans this limousine knows what he is doing /laughs

Title: Wanna Hear Music (reader x Bucky)

Summary: reader receives hearing aids after years of having lost hearing. 

Word Count: 1210

A/N: I LOVED THIS! And I’m sorry it took so long :( BUT IT’S UP FOR YOU TO ENJOY NOW!! Also a little disclaimer: I am not an expert/ audiologist therefore I’m not exactly sure what goes on during this process. I simply did as much research as I could to write this for your enjoyment! :) 

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seargentbutternipples  asked:

Tyler and Evan and "Tyler if you don't stop touching me Mini's going to get mad jealous" because they have the strongest platonic relationship of all time.

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I have a headcannon that mini doesn’t actually mind Tyler’s and Evan’s platonic touching he just likes to mess with them…mini can be a lil shit sometimes. I like to think mini would be really secure and confident in their realationship, hence why he doesn’t care all that much. and plus the way Tyler touches Evan is WAYYY different from how Tyler touches mini ;)

again I’m sooo sorry this took so long :((((


(peps! my ask box is open, send me some prompts. Please and thank you! (^*^))

laneydrawz  asked:

Hear you needed prompts! How about Tyler trying to go in for the kill on Craig but is interrupted by Evan.

rest in fucking pieces, Evan.

(tfw you try and tell your bff you think your in love with them but you have cockblock friends smh.) 

I’m sooooooooo sorry this took so long, school is taking up alot of my time :C

(peps! my ask box is open, send me prompts. please and thank you! (O^O)<33) 

celineofrps  asked:

Hey! I myself have dermatillomania, and I am writing a character who also has it. Even though I have it myself, I'm having trouble writing a person who has it. Could you give me some links that show how to write a character who has either dermatillomania or trichotillomania (they're extremely similar)

A few blogs with many posts with lots of resources and many involving personal accounts:

Other tumblr resources:

Off tumblr resources:

I, too, have dermatillomania, so if anyone needs any further personal account information I’d be glad to help you out. I’d prefer to answer questions off anonymous, though.

I hope that helps you, celineofrps! Sorry this took so long.

anonymous asked:

Well idk if you still do or not but, it would be so cool if you could write where Connor and Oliver get into a serious heated argument and end up leaving due to needing space issues but, cry and complain to their closets friends how they miss one another. And they will get that friend pep talk that make them realize that no matter what problems they go through as long as they love and have one another everything will be ok

Thank you for the prompt! Sorry this took me forever. I couldn’t figure out what serious heated argument they would get in. I was thinking initially about murder night or maybe the drug problem, but I’m going to let the show handle that one lmao. Hope you enjoy!

“Why are you making such a big deal out of this, Connor?”

Connor whips around and sends a scathing glare towards his boyfriend. He shrugs off his jacket with more force than necessary and throws it onto the couch. Oliver’s eyes follow where the jacket lands–good–he knows Oliver hates it when he leaves his stuff lying around. 

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Boy: Ashton

Rating: PG-13

anonymous requested: can you do one for me where it’s Ash and your like out of the house and you hear about a bunch of hate he’s getting on twitter and so you rush home and find him crying and comfort him? And just like super fluffy? Thanks so much, I love love loveeeee your writing<3

The air is the perfect temperature as you sit outside, soaking up the sun that’s shining over the Sydney skyline.

After waking up and not being able to go back to sleep, you had wiggled out from under Ashton’s arm and left the apartment you all share, simply leaving a note that read “be home in a few hours, love you!" You then went off and helped yourself to a few hours of shopping, and were now relaxing with some coffee.

Of course you love spending all the time you can with Ash, but the two of you know about needing personal space, and you’ve both been together non-stop for a week now. 

As you grab your shopping bags and cup, your phone vibrates in the back pocket of your shorts. You check your lock screen, frowning at the message from your best friend.

Check Twitter. Now.

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Class of 2002

So, I obviously didn’t learn from the stress of the #psl series…

I’m working on something that’s semi-autobiographical, and because of that, it’s going to be a bit of a slow burn. Sigh. Another WIP.

Really, this is sort of just for me, chronicling a different but similar version of my story with my husband. My boys are getting older, there are no more plans for babies, and all of a sudden, I’m feeling nostalgic for the time when things were crazy but still somehow made sense; I wasn’t responsible for anyone but myself; and yes…my heart got torn apart, but they were still some of the best days of my life.

And I invite all of you to share in it, if you’re interested. And, for those of you are roughly my age, some references might even make you smile :)

I plan to first post it here and eventually on ao3 as well. If you do get around to reading it, your thoughts are appreciated! Thank you.

year1 | ’98-‘99 | pt1

Katniss sits at the bus stop after the first UP Service Project Club meeting, impatient and sweating in the late summer heat, trying to remember which bus to take back to the dorm. Orange, she thinks. She’s barely listening to the conversation taking place next to her, between two other girls from the meeting and some blonde guy. A blonde guy who looks strangely familiar.

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I think the reason it took me so long to identify as non binary is that I was afraid of all the really nasty hate genders like demiboy get

But fuck that man fuck the truscum I’m proud of my identity I’m proud of myself for acknowledging who I am I’m not gonna be afraid I’m too punk rock for that shit (ง •̀_•́)ง