wilson the only person in the world who loves you more than house is me

my name is Stanley Almodovar III
i carry the name of my father and his father before me
i’m twenty-three years young
i dyed my hair saturday but no one got to see it sunday morning
my name is Amanda Alvear
i am twenty-five years young
people know me as a pharmacy tech, the girl who lost almost two hundred pounds, the girl who takes too many selfies
but the only place i was truly myself was where i was that night
my name is Oscar Aracena
i am twenty-six years young
i’m a student at Valencia College
i was so close to getting my degree… so close
my name is Rodolfo Ayala-Ayala
i am thirty-three years young
i am a supervisor at the OneBlood donation center
i never did know if my job was the one who tried to save my life
my name is Capt. Antonio Davon Brown of the U.S. Army Reserve
i am thirty years young
i almost have my doctorate degree of management in organizational leadership
my name is Darryl Roman Burt II
i am twenty-nine years young
i just received my master’s degree in Human Resources Management
tonight, i was celebrating
mi llamo Jonathan Camuy
soy es veinticuatro anos
trabajo en una cadena de televisión española
realmente estaba deseando volver a trabajar el lunes
my name is Angel Luis Candelario-Padro
i am twenty-eight years young
soon, i will be an ophthalmic technician
i cannot wait to begin my new job in a few days
my name is Omar Capo
i am twenty years young
i love to dance
i always said i wanted to die doing what i loved
my name is Simon Carrillo
i am thirty-one years young
my partner and i just came home from a little getaway to Niagara Falls
i was really looking forward to our next vacation together
my name is Luis Daniel Conde
i am thirty-nine years young
my best friend is  Juan Pablo Rivera Velazquez
he’s been by my side since high school
my name is  Juan Pablo Rivera Velazquez
i am twenty-two years young
my best friend is  Luis Daniel Conde
seems only fitting we left this world together
my name is Cory James Connell
i am twenty-one years young
my brother is getting married this fall and i am to be his best man
don’t tell him but i have no idea what to say in my speech
my name is Tevin Eugene Crosby
i am twenty-five years young
i am the owner of a marketing firm, Total Entrepreneurs Concepts
hard work truly does pay off; i can’t wait to share my latest meme with all of my facebook friends when i get home tonight
my name is Anthony Luis Laureano Disla
i am twenty-five years young
i love to dance, i want to be a dancer
tonight, i want to go dancing with my friends
my name is Deonka Deidra Drayton
i am thirty-two years young
for the first time in a long time, i can finally, confidently, say
that i am happy
my name is Leroy Valentin Fernandez
i am twenty-five years young
i love to sing
no matter what happens in life, no one will ever take my voice away from me
my name is Mercedez Marisol Flores
i am twenty-six years young
i am studying literature at Valencia College’s West Campus but my true passion is party planning
i’ve been thinking about switching majors
my name is Peter O. Gonzalez-Cruz
i am twenty-two years young
all i want to do is make people smile
i’ve always thought that laughter could cure anything
my name is Paul Terrell Henry
i am forty-young years young
i am the proud father of two amazing kids and i have the most magnificent boyfriend
i cannot thank god enough for all of my blessing
my name is Frankie Hernandez
i am twenty-seven years young
i have a little sister, she’s one of my best friends
i cannot wait to see the person she becomes when she grows up
my name is Miguel Angel Honorato
i am thirty years young
i have three sons who i love more than life itself
i hope they will enjoy what i have planned for the next birthday party
my name is Jimmy De Jesús
i am fifty years young
i love my job but i am so thankful i have tomorrow off
i plan on having a good time tonight
my name is Javier Jorge-Reyes
i am forty years young
i am so, so proud of who i am
no one can take that away from me
my name is Jason Josaphat
i am nineteen years young
i love life, i love my life
and it’s only just begun
my name is Eddie Justice
i am thirty years young
i have a huge family, but i am a mama’s boy at heart
i always make sure to text my mom everyday
my name is Christopher Leinonen
i am thirty-two years young
i am madly in love with my boyfriend, Juan Guerrero
i cannot wait to see what the future has in store for the two of us
my name is Juan Guerrero
i am twenty-five years young
i am madly in love with my boyfriend, Christopher Leinonen
after a long week at work, i just want to unwind with my love tonight
my name is Alejandro Martinez
i am twenty-one years young
i have only been living in Florida for two years
but i have always met so many kind people here; that must be why it is called the “sunshine state”
my name is Brenda Lee Marquez-McCool
i am forty-nine years young
i beat cancer twice
and i have never felt more alive
my name is Gilberto Ramon Silva Menendez
i am twenty-five years young
i am studying health care management at the Ana G. Mendez University’s Orlando campus
all i want to do is help people
my name is Kimberly Morris, but you can call me ‘KJ’
i am thirty-seven years young
i moved to Florida to be closer to my mother and grandmother
i love my job as a bouncer at Pulse Nightclub
my name is Akyra Murray
i am eighteen years young
i just graduated from West Catholic Preparatory High School
my name is Geraldo Ortiz-Jimenez, but you can call me Drake
i am twenty-five years young
i love Selena Gomez
i hope to meet her one day
Joel Rayon Paniagua
i am thirty-one years young
i love dancing
i am going to meet my friends for a night of dancing
my name is Jean Carlos Mendez Perez
i am thirty-five years young
not to brag, but i am the best salesperson Perfumania
you can ask Luis Daniel Wilson-Leon
my name is Luis Daniel Wilson-Leon
i am thirty-seven years young
growing up wasn’t easy but i can finally say that i am comfortable in my own skin
and i am lucky enough to have Jean Carlos Mendez Perez by my side through it all
my name is Enrique L. Rios
i am twenty-five years young
i am from New York
but i came to Florida to celebrate my friend’s birthday
my name is Eric Ivan Ortiz Rivera
i am thirty-six years young
i don’t really like clubs
but it’s for a friend, so tonight, i will go
my name is Xavier Emmanuel Serrano
i am thirty-five years young
i have a five year old son who is my entire world
i just hope i will raise him to be a genuine and compassionate person
my name is Christopher Sanfeliz
i am twenty-four years young
i am a personal banker at J.P. Morgan Chase bank
i am very thankful to have Sundays off, especially tonight
my name is Yilmary Rodriguez Solivan
i am twenty-four years young
i am a proud mom and wife
my youngest baby is three months old
my name is Jean Carlos Nieves Rodriguez
i am twenty-seven years young
i just brought my first house
i just want my mom to live somewhere nice
my name is Edward Sotomayor Jr.
i was named after my father
i am thirty-four years young
i love my boyfriend and i love adventure
my name is Shane Tomlinson
i am thirty-three years young
i am the lead singer in a band
i love to bring music to the lives of others
my name is Martin Benitez Torres
i am thirty-three years young
last month, i enrolled in college
i hope to be a pharmacy tech
my name is Juan Rivera Velazquez
i am thirty-nine years young
i love being a hair stylist
 i love making people feel beautiful
my name Luis Vielma
i am twenty-two years young
i love my job, especially working on the Harry Potter ride at Universal
but one day i really want to become an EMT
my name is Jerald Arthur Wright
i am thirty-one years young
i have a huge family, both biological and my coworkers 
tonight i am celebrating my friend’s birthday
—  say their names
(cc, 2017)
Bad Ideas (Chapter 14)

This Chapter is longish, almost 3000 words. And rough guys, it was hard to write, hard to edit, hard to re read.
Trigger warnings– sexual assault (discussed/threatened) violence, people die. Violent!Peter is not to be fucked with, and he goes to a pretty dark place.
So… be warned lovelies. This is no longer our light hearted little fic it once was.

That being said, I’d also REALLY like to know what you think because zero feedback on a chapter makes me nervous! I have some very specific reasons for writing certain parts of this the way I did, so feel free to drop by my ask box with any questions!

If you need to catch up, here’s the MASTERLIST

God it hurts.
Peter knew without opening his eyes that he was tied to a chair, his arms forced back in an uncomfortable stretch, his legs tied down as well. Definitely wasn’t at home any more, not that there would be much left of their house after that explosion, but he could smell the dank and damp of a subterranean basement and that made him nervous.

Everything hurt so badly, from his head where it had smashed into the floor, clear down to his feet, probably burned from the blast since he had been barefoot.

He had been thrown into the second bedroom when the rocket blew, landing on the bed for a split second before he had managed to flip it over on top of himself and curl into a ball, trying to avoid the worst of the debris.

He didn’t remember getting dragged it of the house, or the ride to wherever he was now, but everything fucking hurt and he couldn’t help groaning when he tried to lift his head.


Thank god Wade is here too.
“Wade?” He licked his lips and gingerly straightened up.
The Alpha was tied to a chair several yards away, ankles and hands shackled, rope wrapped around him several time to keep him immobile.

“Oh fuck baby boy I wasn’t sure if you were okay.” Wade tried to lean forward to get a better look at him. “Been calling your name for hours, I was so worried you weren’t going to wake up. You okay? Just banged up? You alright? I am going to kill these guys, Peter I swear to god.”

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AU Stucky Fic Rec List

 All the good AU Stucky fics I’ve read. 

You can find my Stucky Fic Rec Masterlist  HERE

♥ are marked my favourites

! LAST UPDATED 07/09/2016 !

My Arms Were Made To Hold You 55101 words ♥ 

Tired of being kept awake at night by a screaming baby, Bucky decides to take matters into his own hands. Mostly he wants a good night’s sleep, but what he gets is a beautiful baby boy with big blue eyes, a lonely father trying to move on from tragedy, and a chance at a family he never expected to have.

All Those Things You’ve Always Pined For 92142 words ♥

“Steve Rogers. I haven’t thought about him in…God, at least ten years. Probably longer.“
“Who is he?” Sharon asks, and perches on the corner of his desk, hands folded in her lap. “You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”
Bucky clears his throat, tosses the sticky note onto the desk. “Steve was…my college boyfriend. We almost got married.”

It’s been fifteen years since Bucky Barnes left Steve Rogers standing in a New York airport and never saw him again. Those fifteen years have brought him wealth and stability; everything his lower middle class Brooklyn upbringing had not provided. He is happy. He doesn’t want for anything.
He doesn’t need anything.
That’s about to change.

Prince Charming 55,684 words ♥ 

Bucky Barnes has quite the charmed life. He has a thriving tattoo shop, a son he adores, the world’s best dogs, and a great group of friends — almost all of whom are in relationships. And maybe he’d been the one nudging them towards each other, but there’s nothing wrong with a little match-making. The world could use more romance.

As for him personally, well, he doesn’t need anyone for the long haul. Not when every girl he comes across is someone who he thinks would be perfect for someone else.

But then Steve Rogers comes into his shop looking for some ink, and maybe that’s the problem right there. Maybe what he’s looking for in a relationship isn’t a girl at all.

Bucky Barnes Has His Shit Together (and Other Lies He Tells Himself) 14,159 words ♥ 

You’d think a guy who owns one of the most successful bakeries in Brooklyn, has a million-dollar smile and that antiquated good ol’ boy charm, blond hair and blue eyes and biceps for days, would know what’s what.

But don’t let that fool you: Steve Rogers is a mess.

Thirty-Eight Days and Counting  40,292 words

It didn’t escape him that Steve shared his assumed last name. “Are you gonna be my cousin?” Bucky asked dully.

Steve frowned. “Husband, actually,” he said easily, holding up his left hand to show a typical golden band.

Bucky scowled and closed the door.

An AU in which Bucky is put in the witness protection program and Steve is the agent hired to protect him/pretend to be his husband.

Call Boy 149825 words

Bucky Barnes was skyrocketing through promotions at his advertising firm. Now, a partnership position is opening and if Bucky wants to see his name on the building, he needs to impress not only Mr. Tony Stark, but his wife Pepper. To do this, it takes a team, a couple to be exact. Bucky asks his ex-wife Natasha to set him up with the perfect girl, blonde, tall, thick thighs and huge tits, but with the personality that’ll get Pepper all smiles.

What Bucky gets? Tall, blonde, thick thighs…and a penis. Can this male escort pretend to not only be Bucky’s fiance but also impress Pepper enough to win Bucky the promotion? Is he going to impress Bucky enough to get him to sleep with him?

Steve loves working for his tip.

Friday I’m in Love 8961 words

barefootbucky: heyyy! sorry it took me so long to reply. hope you got the last few postcards i sent. ok so i’m in istanbul now and there’s a dirt cheap direct flight to dc. thinkin about stopping by for a bit. mind if i crash with you? the road is great and all but i think i need some time to recoup.


Bucky finally comes home.

Where The Lovelight Gleams 2747 words

For the past thirteen years, Steve and Bucky have said ‘Merry Christmas’ to each other every year. Some years, they weren’t together when they said it, but when Bucky was deployed, apart from one year when Bucky’s call got interrupted by action, they always managed a 'Merry Christmas’ in Bucky’s weekly Skype call.

It was Christmas Eve and Bucky’s Skype call time had come and gone.

Steve couldn’t imagine a worse Christmas than one where he didn’t get to tell his husband Merry Christmas.

5 Times Bucky’s Friends Heard About Stevie and 1 Time They Met Him 2974 words

5 times Bucky’s friends in the Army think he’s got a firecracker of a girlfriend waiting on him back home + the time they actually meet 'Stevie’ and realize how wrong they were.

We’re a Power Couple and Everyone Knows It (But Us)   7534 words so far   !WIP!  

Bucky Barnes meets Steve Rogers in the middle of winter in Central Park.

(Or the fic where Bucky works at Nordstrom and is a high class memer with a string of hopeless blind dates, whilst Steve is a precious pet goldfish lover who lives his life as a hot teacher alongside working a night job.)

a long way from the playground  27369 words  ♥ 

“Actually, I am dating someone.” He says.

What ends up happening is, he says the first name that comes to mind.

What ends up happening is, he blurts out, “Steve Rogers.”

Without thinking, obviously. Because if he had been thinking, he would have thought of something better than this.

And that’s how Bucky ends up bringing Steve as a date to his sister’s wedding.

LOVED this one as I live for fake/pretend relationship

The heart is hard to find 3714 words ♥

Steve is gorgeous, tall and blond and built like a football player. And he talks to Bucky like a real person, not some caricature to appease. The thought of him getting up makes Bucky panic slightly. “No! That’s not-” He blushes and kills time by drinking his coffee. “I’m not- I don’t know-“

"It’s ok.” Steve smiles and Bucky gets the feeling he understands despite Bucky’s gibbering. “Do you want me to go?”

“No, stay. Gotta start somewhere, right?”

Where Bucky is son of a homophobic politician and meets barista Steve. 

This was the first AU i’ve read and it got me craving for more. 

Critical Feline Mass 39536 words  ♥

Adjusting to civilian life is hard for any military veteran — especially for one ex-sniper with a cybernetic arm, a classic Harley, and friends who keep trying to ‘help.’ When Sam Wilson at the VA sends Sergeant Barnes to rent a room from the hottest guy in the DC area, Bucky thinks maybe civilian life is worth it after all. And then he finds out Captain Rogers is everything Bucky’s not: a real hero, a Medal of Honor recipient, and an all-around nice guy. Bucky doesn’t have a chance in hell with him.

Sam was a huge help to Steve Rogers when he left the military. In the spirit of ‘pay it forward,’ Steve decides to rent out his basement room to a vet in need. But when Sergeant Barnes shows up on his doorstep, he knows he’s in for a world of trouble. Barnes is exactly what Steve never knew he wanted, from his bedroom eyes to his wicked innuendos. And he’s Steve’s tenant.

A love story in twelve chapters, including two Harley-Davidsons, a guardian angel, multiple snipers, the only woman who can scare them into behaving themselves, spontaneous kittens, and one attacking sheep.

OMG this is my favorite AU and you should definitely read it. It also has a sequel with Steve and Bucky shopping in IKEA which is totally adorable. 

Unwanted Celebrity 72429 words ♥

Fifteen years ago, a skinny kid from Brooklyn went to an arts summer camp, where he met child movie star Jimmy Barnes. Their unlikely friendship faded as the years passed. But now, a threat to Barnes’ career brings Steve back into his life, in the most unexpected of ways.

Or, the one where Bucky is a smooth celebrity, right up until Steve the snarky photographer shows up, and Bucky’s whole world gets blown to pieces.

From the same author as the previous one and equally awesome. 

Cake Walk 65,117 words ♥

Steve Rogers runs a small bakery in Brooklyn with his friend Peggy. When his neighbours Natasha and Sam announce that they are getting married, Steve is immediately commissioned to make the wedding cake. He’s more than thrilled, but gets more than he bargained for when asked to co-ordinate with Bucky Barnes - Natasha’s highly attractive and charming wedding planner.

Funny and cute, with a bit of Sam/Natasha. I especially liked that the author has written the Skinny!Steve with not only asthma but also all his other health problems that are usually forgotten in other fics. 

Captain Hot Perfect Teacher 6181 words 

Steve is a fifth grade teacher. Bucky is a S.H.I.E.L.D. agent, whose son is in Steve’s class. They meet at a parent-teacher conference. There’s blood involved.

Cards to Your Heart 19381 words

The one where Bucky is an Iraq war vet working at a coffee shop and Steve is the starving art student he falls in love with.

(are you aware) the state i’m in 27935 words ♥

Bucky’s newspaper keeps going missing.

You Were Standing There 14863 words ♥

Bucky accidentally breaks into the wrong house while drunk. The wrong house happens to belong to Steve Rogers.

With Bucky and Nat as russian BFFs as a bonus. 

this is not a drive by 24,421 words ♥

“God, he can’t stop smiling, and it must be infectious because a slow grin is stretching across Steve’s face, and now he’s the one looking at Bucky from up under his eyelashes and asking, “How have we not met before?”

And, really, that’s the question isn’t it.”

Otherwise known as: The Bucky Barnes Hot Dad AU or The One Where Steve Crashes All Of Bucky’s Dates Without Really Trying

At Ease 11,722 words ♥

Steve frequently sends out care packages for the troops, and when he learns about the penpal program, he’s quick to fill out an application. He’s assigned Sargent James Buchanan Barnes. Everything grows from then.

I cried while reading this one.

Off by a Thousand Miles  3213 words

Bucky, a Brooklyn-based cop, has his head turned by Steve Rogers, who’s just opened up a flower shop in his neighbourhood. It all goes horribly wrong when a string of murders leads to Steve being the prime suspect

The President’s Son  60 016 words ♥

Agent Steve Rogers is assigned to protect President Barnes’ son, Bucky - a troubled war veteran with a penchant for causing havoc. Bucky is a war hero but keeps veering to the path of self destruction, and Steve is sure as hell doesn’t want to get fired over this shit. His job is to protect Bucky, even from himself.

Night Light 20 382 words ♥

Bucky’s a beat-up rentboy in need of a place to stay.

3AM Coffee 1153 words

Bucky likes to take a break from writing at 3am and head to The Grinder for his nightly coffee. But he doesn’t just go for the coffee. The midnight barista has caught his eye, but Bucky has a secret that can’t get out.

Unleashed 3883 words

AU in which Steve and Bucky meet in their local dog park.

if only you could see me (for the pie that i am) 32 795 words

In which Steve is the proud owner of Frost, a semi famous local bakery in DC and despite the overwhelming insistence that it’s about time he start dating, Steve swears up and down he isn’t ready for that. Or as of recently, just doesn’t have the time because of Mr. Barnes – the highly demanding wedding planner on the phone who keeps asking for nearly impossible deliveries and maybe Steve would like to personally strangle him. Maybe.

(There is pie. And misunderstandings. But a lot more desserts and eye rolls.)

The Portfolio of Pining 27 362 words

Bucky is a fashion photographer and pines over Steve for approximately four years.

On The Cusp 18 949 words ♥

Bucky is a rich kid. Steve is his butler. It doesn’t stop them from being best friends.

the poem which i do not write 15 863 words

See, here’s the thing: Steve has a problem.

His problem is embodied in almost six feet of cocky smiles and toned muscles and tattoos and it starts three weeks into the school year when his life drawing professor announces that they’re finally moving onto studying the human form and says, “This is James. He’s going to be our first model.”

And the guy steps up onto the platform in the middle of the room and undresses without a lick of self-consciousness, smirking all the while, and Steve thinks, Oh, hell.

OR: Steve is an art student and Bucky is a figure model and a lot of pining happens.

Red, white and blue; what does it mean to you? 12 639 words

AU: When war breaks out in Europe in 1939, Steve and Bucky cross the border into Canada, pretend to be Canadian and join the RAF.

"Another two men came through the door. Quite the contrasting pair—one tall and dark, the other one blond and so short that the recruiting officer must have included his hat to get him over the regulation height.

The two introduced themselves as Bucky Barnes and Steve Rogers, in accents that John had never expected to hear in the RAF. Naturally he’d heard that some Americans were passing themselves off as Canadian to join in the fight, but…to be entirely honest, he’d thought that they’d be more convincing Canadians.”

Schrödinger’s Romance  53 220 words !WIP!

“It could be a relationship, it could not be. You can assume either until you see for sure the results.”

We all know those moments. Those moments when your family all gathers around you and asks “So, do you have a boyfriend yet?”. Bucky knows these moments all too well and, quite frankly, he’s sick to death of them. Unfortunately, being a 21 year old college student makes it harder for him to come up with excuses, and with Christmas coming up he needs to think of a way out fast. A chance encounter with a stranger through an old library textbook could just be the kind of miracle he needs to make it through the holidays with his last shreds of sanity intact.

nothing short of thankful 3 828 words

Steve’s hunkered down on a bench right outside the still-dark Starbucks, thankful for the mittens that Sam’s mother had knitted for him and clutching his newly-updated astronomy journal to his chest, when he hears a jingle of keys and a door creak open to his left. His head snaps up and his heart leaps because thank fucking god someone’s finally come to open the damn Starbucks.

But no, it’s not the Starbucks guy (whose name Steve always forgets, no matter how many times he was there when he opened up), it’s someone going into the new bakery that just opened across the street.

Steve Rogers Accepted Your Friend Request  4 697 words

Bucky discovers Steve Rogers on Facebook and becomes interested in him.

You Stand Alone to Every Record I Own 7 341 words

Bucky Barnes is eighteen, a senior in highschool, and totally in love with his best friend. It’s okay. He’ll either get over it or sleep with every hipster twink in college who’s in a band. At least, that’s what Natasha says.

Undertones and Overtures  ♥

In which Steve is deaf and Bucky is an amputee.

Bucky Barnes is studying for his masters in Music Composition at Juilliard when he unexpectedly meets skinny little artist Steve Rogers in a book store one Saturday. They both have their issues and it’s going to take a lot to understand each other, but with a little help from friends and family, they might be able to make this work.

Fantasmic!  11 464 words

It’s Steve’s second summer working at Disney World when he meets Prince Charming (aka: Bucky Barnes, college kid from Brooklyn whose ass looks absolutely devastating in his Prince Charming slacks) and maybe starts to feel a little Disney magic in his heart.

Signed, Sealed, Delivered  51 868 words !WIP!

Steve Rogers was content with his life. He loved his shop, loved creating works of art for people to display on their bodies, had a tight knit group of friends who cared about him, and had finally paid off his student loans and the loan he’d taken out to start his business. But it still feels like there’s something, or someone, missing from his life.

Everything’s going to change when he decides to take Natasha’s advice and sign up for a military penpal program.

Flying too close to the sun  8 789 words

In which Steve is a flight attendant and Bucky keeps showing up on his flights and they fall in love without meaning to.

Middletown: A Study of Suburban Life  91 712 words

In which Bucky is the new kid, Steve is the square who takes him in, Tony and Pepper fight over valedictorian a year in advance, Thor remains a golden god, Loki remains a drama queen, Natasha commits an act of vigilante justice, Clint somehow fails to make a your mom joke, Darcy is a Satanist, Jane is a goth, Sif is fine thank you very much, Sam climbs a tree, Peggy says no, Rumlow is a bully, and Mrs. Rogers, Mr. Coulson, and Ms. Hill are all very long-suffering.

Or: the story of the year Bucky Barnes finally learned how to talk to at least one other human being, discovered J. D. Salinger, started to try in school (kind of), got a haircut, landed a punch, almost got arrested, and kissed a boy on the mouth.

Let your heart be light

Bucky looks like he’s had a difficult month, what with the eviction notice and all, but that’s not the reason Steve gives for allowing him to stay on his couch.
“You have somewhere to go?” Steve questioned, crossing his arms and attempting to look casual, not like he was worried for Bucky. He stepped into the apartment, ignoring how bare it was.
Bucky paused and gave him an exasperated look. “I’m not completely hopeless.”
A fic spanning from mid-November to early-February.

Pahar (Totu-i vis şi armonie)  22108 words

Steve and Bucky have been friends forever and now they go to the same University– Steve for Art and French and Bucky for History and Russian. They might not have many classes together, but they do share a room and every other moment in between: flirting, bickering, going out to dinner…not to mention just being generally adorable.

Or, a fluffy slice of life fic to ease the pain of finals.

Birthday Surprise

Summary: In which a day you’re dreading becomes a day you’ll never forget.

Pairing: Sam Wilson x Reader

Word Count: 2,652

A/N: Happy happy birthday, @sebseyesandbuckysthighs! I adore you with all my heart and I hope you have the amazing day you deserve! This one’s for you, my fellow X-Files lover :) (And shoutout to the lovely ladies at the Avengers Trash Tower™️ for letting me include them in this)

@avengerstories - Thank you, as always for being such an amazing editor and friend.

Originally posted by rottentomatoes

On regular days, waking up in the morning is a slow process. You’ll start by rubbing the sleep out of your eyes and do some stretches while lying down. Sometimes, if you’re lucky, you’ll fall right back asleep. Other times, you’ll just stay wrapped up in your blankets and bask in the serene silence of your soundproofed room.

Today isn’t one of those regular days. It could’ve been if Tony hadn’t opened his big mouth in front of the team a few days ago and informed everyone of your upcoming birthday. You genuinely thought that Wanda was going to faint when he made the announcement that made you want to wring his neck.

You love the team, you really do, and you understand how important birthdays are to them. For you however, the same can’t be said. You never understood the need to make such a big deal out of that single day of the year. Surely there were more important things to celebrate.

Your attempts to douse the flames of their excitement after that were futile. Wanda and Nat were already making plans for a party. Clint was quick to jump in with decoration ideas, while Tony was offering up his credit card to pay for everything. Steve was thinking about what kind of cake you might like and he recruited Bruce and Bucky to help him.

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Would You Be So Kind and Fall In Love With Me? [Bucky Barnes]

Part Two of ‘She has a boyfriend, anyways’
Pairing- Bucky Barnes x Reader, mention Wade Wilson x Reader
Warning- mentions of torture and death, Reader has a rough past, Reader was sort off lying?
Requested: Could you make a story about Bucky having a crush on reader   and discovers that she already has a boyfriend Wade Wilson and ends up being disappointed and reader ends up feeling bad for him and tells him don’t worry you’ll find someone someday.

@gryffndor her comment on ‘She has a boyfriend, anyway.’ made me so happy!

Bucky had to cancel a visit because of a sudden mission. They usually don’t send Bucky on sudden missions. Bucky acts like a ghost in S.H.E.I.L.D. There were no traces about him in system or even in publics eye. According to people, the winter solider was retired but winter solider works off the books but in order to keep him off the books they send him to the most important missions only.
Anyways, that is why when one day he gets called in immediately, he doesn’t even get to tell you. He couldn’t even regret the fact that he blew off his meeting with you to go on the mission. The mission was about rescue mission for Steve and Natasha. He was more than happy to help them. Then, he called you as soon as he came home, ignoring the fact that he brutally injured, he called you to apologise for the fact that he blew you off but you didn’t answer your phone. Steve didn’t let Bucky out of his sight till he went through proper medical check up. After medical check up, he realised that he has a hairline fracture and two broken ribs. It was nothing for Bucky he has been through worse, a lot worse.
As soon, he came out of the room, Steve stopped him.
“You can’t go.” Bucky raises a eyebrow at him, almost challenging him, “Doctor said one week bed rest.”
“Steve, I blew off [Your Name] for this mission. Let me go and apologise.”
“I know. I am sorry that you blew off this ‘hang-out’ that you were supposed to have. I feel bad because you did this because of me. I won’t be able to see it if you don’t recover properly.” Steve was always takes blame for everything wrong going around, Bucky thinks and sighs.
“Steve, please, it is [Your Name]. She never misses a call, unless Wade comes around.” Natasha comes around at this point.
“What is going on with her and Wade anyways?” Natasha asks. Nosy as always.
“He still lies to her, about work stuff you know.” Bucky tells them, “At times, he acts as if [Your name] is a piece of furniture that he owns. [Your Name] doesn’t say anything because he needs her and she loves him.” He sighs.
“Didn’t she tell you that she loves you? Maybe, she doesn’t. I mean she clearly doesn’t love you enough to leave him.” Steve says and Bucky goes silent. At night, Bucky thinks of it at night- most of the night. You can lie with words and you can at most lie with you gestures, Bucky has learnt that. You can never lie with eyes. [Your Name]’s eyes are the most perfect example of that. Your eyes were the most earnest and innocent thing in this world.
“I don’t want say this, Bucky but it almost seems like is playing with you.” Bucky’s eyes snapped up at him, he say Natasha do it too.
“She would never.” Natasha and Bucky said at the same time. Steve raised his eyebrows at Natasha.
“How do you know?”
“I did a background check on her. I wanted to know with whom our baby Buck was falling in love with.” Natasha smiles at both of them.
“You know what, it doesn’t matter. Just let me go and explain this to her.” Not that you would be mad. You understand his line of work. He knew as an uncommonly understanding woman, truly. The way you understood Wade and accepted and accepted him was no less than wonder. You never tried to fix them, never. Once Bucky asked you why didn’t you try to fix them. Bucky thought that was reason why women felt attracted to Bucky because they thought that they could change him. You looked at him with innocence and a taint of mischief.
“You are not broken,” You smile that him and his heart melts, “You are not broken so how can I fix you. You are who you are. Other than that who am I to change you? I am just a girl who owns a coffee shop ad you are a guy who helps to make world a better place- even though it may include violent methods. I understand, Bucky. You have to do what you have to do.” You push coffee towards him, silently as him to drink it, “And please, never fall in love with those girls. Fall for the one who accepts you, completely. Never, never settle for anything less.”

It was the moment he realises that the door is open, the panic sets in. You always made sure that the doors and windows were closed. You never a trusting person, not naive. Thankfully, you knew the difference between those to things. Bucky pulls out his gun from his waistband. His heart was thudding like crazy. If someone was inside your house, he or she (girls can be serial killer too) probably heard it. In his mind, he pulled out the resume of every person you ever crossed path with. He keeps track for your safety, you were involved with Bucky and Wade, there were some unnamed lurking around. You never actually talked about your safety but Bucky knew that Wade made you put a gun in your wardrobe. Bucky sometimes helped you in shooting. For an non- violent girl, you were a good aim.
The room was a mess and infiltrated. The house definitely empty, Bucky could hear the stillness, stillness that no man or woman could hold. Yet for precaution, he checked the rooms first. After assuring that it was all empty, he went in your bed room to check the gun in your wardrobe. He sticks his gun in his waist band as he looks through your clothes, there was the gun that Wade made you keep with you. He checks the bullets, it is all fine, not used. He moves never kitchen, it was always neat not this time, all the utensils were sprawled around and then he noticed, he wished he never saw. In the kitchen sink there was a knife covered in blood and finger.
Bucky was a seconds away from puking his guts out at thought that it might be your finger. He didn’t waste any more time in pulling out his phone and calling Natasha. Natasha answers after 4 rings, Bucky patience was at its peak.
“Is [Your Name] okay?” Natasha sounded scared, as if she she was worried. Bucky didn’t understand why would she ask that.
“No,” he answers, how voice uneven, “Her apartment is a mess. There is,” He pauses and gulps, “there is a finger in the kitchen, Natasha. What if it is hers?” He hears Natasha let out a sigh of relief. He is about to snap at her but then she says, “It is not hers. Bucky bring the finger back, I assure you it is not her. I will call Fury and tell him the situation. You need to come to avengers tower, immediately.”
“I don’t understand. How do you know that it is not her and how did you know that she was trouble.”
“I wasn’t going to tell you this but it is necessary to save her. Come to tower I will tell you. Come back Bucky, we don’t have much time.” He trusted Natasha when she said that they don’t have much time.

Bucky never looked at the finger. He didn’t care with how positively Natasha had told him that it wasn’t [Your Name]’s finger he just didn’t have the courage to do so. Natasha ran towards him and snatched the bag in which the finger was from his hand. She looked at finger assessing it. She mumbled under breath.
“What?” Bucky asks, he needed answers because there was a hallow feeling in his stomach.
“I thought that she would have gone rusty but she is still as good, even better I would say. Do you see the precision of the cut?” Natasha says in awe of the finger.
“Natasha, I didn’t see the finger and I don’t care. I just want my [Your Name] back.” It was first time Buck has referred you as his. Bucky was a possessive person but you were not his so he has not called you his. You belonged to Wade. At the thought of Wade Bucky decided that he needed to call him as soon as he finishes the his discussion with Natasha. Natasha’s face soften at his words.
“She really loved you know. She told me and she told me that she that she was sorry that she was with Wade.”
“How do you know her?” Bucky’s voice laced with desperation and Natasha has never seen him so vulnerable.
“We were partners. When I just joined S.H.E.I.L.D, she was there, we went to almost all of our missions together. I hated her at first, I hated her a lot. She was so kind and cheery. It was as if she had never faced death and was unknown to pain the world has caused me, us and everyone around. I was jealous of her,” Natasha’s pauses for a second, her face reflected guilt, “Then I learned about her past. She has seen more death than anyone else and she grew up on road. There were sociopaths and psychopaths that she had to deal with everyday.” Natasha hesitates and Bucky tries to absorb all the information, “I don’t think you have seen her back Bucky. It is full of scars and burn marks. She grew up in a rough place and she survived it she got out and decided to work with S.H.E.I.L.D.” Natasha lets him absorb all the informations.
“There was no record of her as a S.H.I.E.L.D. agent.” Bucky says his voice wavering. He needs to get him together for this mission. He needs to get you back safe. He needs you to be safe.
“I have gave her an internet death of sort. Fury needed me to do.”
“Fury did what?”
“[Your Name] was breaking, Bucky. Every death and every nightmare she had- has was hidden behind that facade. At times, after a mission of mass murdering or even an single assassination, I found her wanting to die, I found her dying a bit by bit. We needed to let her go.” Bucky didn’t know that. Bucky had no idea.
“That is why she was with Wade,” Natasha says quietly, “Wade reminded her of herself. She thought that saving him would help her become better, it would help make up for the wrong she has done.” Bucky didn’t say anything, he heard minutes pass. He heard lies, lies and lies. He loved lies because [Your Name] never said truth about anything.
“Why would she-“ Bucky didn’t know what to say, there too many questions. He couldn’t face them, he couldn’t face you.
“She loved you, Bucky. Regardless of every lie, she loved you.”
“We need to save her,” Bucky said firmly, he didn’t have time to dwell on emotions. He needed to save you regardless of all the lies, “I need you to tell me how, Natasha.”
“Oh, it is easy.” Natasha smirked, “ You see this finger, [Your Name] cut it off the kidnapper. Something she does to leave clues and there is a micro traces right now flowing through his blood stream. All I need to do is check the DNA and find the frequency of tracer.” Bucky looks at Natasha.
“How long?” Bucky says.
“It takes 20 minutes, I can do it in 10.”
“Good, we are taking Steve. You need to suit up too.”
“But Fury-“ Bucky cuts off Natasha.
“Fury can stick it up. This is [Your name] we are talking about I need to save her.” Natasha nodded in understanding.

It was 17 minutes later that they were at the roof top of tower and Wanda has now joined them. She heard Bucky explaining the situation and offered the help. Bucky told her that it will piss of Fury as it is not a S.H.E.I.L.D sanctioned mission and she replied that she has been looking forward to find an opportunity to piss of Fury for a while now. Steve has replied by saying more that merrier. When Natasha saw Wanda, she cooed that [Your Name] will not be pleased.
“It is one of S.H.E.I.L.D. warehouse, it was taken by Helper after S.H.E.I.L.D fell down.” Natasha tells. There eyebrows raised at the name helper, “Helper and [Your Name] were archenemies. I told you she grew up around psychopaths. Helper was one of those people. He found joy in her breaking. Most of her scars were given by Helper only. Helper is leader of a gang, it has been destroyed 10 years ago, by [Your Name] only. He was sent in jail.” She looks at Bucky, “The news of Helper breaking out came to around that you called me. I was worried for her.” She pauses for a second all the eyes looking at her, “Helper has been waiting for this moment for 10 years, he is going down easy.”
Bucky’s eyes turn darks, “He is not laying hand [Your name]. I will slaughter him.”
Seconds later, the jet comes down. Barton in the front seat. Bucky doesn’t even notice him. Natasha goes in front telling the location and explaining him about the mission.
“This not an avenger’s mission guys.” Steve whines.
“What happened to more the merrier.” Wanda teases him. Steve blushes, he likes fighting next to Wanda, he doesn’t say so.

Natasha tells them about Warehouse layout.
“The entrance is opened through a password which I can access. He is waiting for me and Bucky.” Natasha eyes flicker towards Bucky who nods, “ We have an advantage, guys. Here is how is going to go. I will place a tracker in my hair so that you can hear everything. I will say ‘this shit is gonna blow up.’ Wanda will take out the windows of southern side and Barton will enter from northern side.”
“That is dramatic.” Rogers say.
“Dramatic but effective.” Natasha says.
“You have been spending too much time with Tony.” Barton says.
“Guys.” Bucky’s voice firm and bringing everyone to focus.
“He would have kept [Your Name] in the back. Wanda, there is a small door, open with password 4156. You need to enter through that, enter when I give the cue.” Take off her rope with out touching them. They will be laced with acid and also, make sure she doesn’t make any noise when you take them off.” Bucky clenches his jaw at the thought of you in pain.
“Let’s move.” Bucky says and Natasha and Bucky move out towards the door of warehouse.

Cracking entrance was so easy. He saw Natasha roll eyes at their ‘primitive technology’, she has spending too much time with Tony.
His eyes took few seconds to set in darkness. It seemed as though it was empty. Then he heard a painful moan, he got goosebumps. He knows that voice. Bucky seemed to have frozen. The light turned on. Then, Bucky realised that the windows were painted black.
“Black widow, [Your names]’s best friend.” The man who stood in front of her seemed prim and proper. His suit looked new and would have definitely be costly. He must do dirty work for elite classes. “And the winter solider, [Your Name]’s lover.” It was when Helper called him your lover he realised that he never called Wade. “That is such shame, I was hoping for Deadpool, fighting him would have been amazing. I have heard, he can heal any wound, even if I cut any part of his body.” When Helper talked about Wade and his ‘invincibility’, it made Bucky realise how he failed in protecting [Your name]. Then, he heard a mumble from the back of the warehouse where Natasha said that you would be. Bucky could not understand what you said but Helper did. He laughed at what you said.
“Such big threat for a girl who is your state.” Helper smirked. Bucky could see that you were tied to ropes, there were slashes on your arms and stomach. He could your head down and you trying to get a good view of Bucky and Natasha. Then, you looked up, you had a swollen lips and a cut under your eye.
“You know, Helper this shit is going to blow up.” Natasha said and on the cue Barton and Steve came through the window. Helper looked startled. Natasha was right about having a upper hand. Even though Bucky has been distorted since he came in, he noticed that the number solider (That is what Natasha said that Helper called men who worked for him) has increased. Three soldiers ran towards Bucky with guns, not shooting. Bucky ran towards them, sliding suddenly to hit one’s leg. He saw on tumble down and Bucky snatched his gun, shooting two others. The solider got up and Bucky wasted no time in hitting him with handle of the gun and he fell down unconscious. The other solider who came had a knife, Bucky caught the hand hold the knife and his other hand wrapped around his neck. The solider dropped his knife. Bucky punched him in the face three times and he fell, it felt like he was dealing with amateurs. He pulls out his gun shooting two solider coming towards him. He threw knife at one which landed directly in between his heart. Bucky did that just because he wanted to show off. He could hear [Your Name] snort in his head.
He runs towards helper who seemed to be even coward than his soldiers. Bucky ran towards him, pinning him down. Grabbing his arm, pulling him.
“You are a bunch of cowards.” Bucky said to the Helper, “How did you even capture [Your Name]?” Even pinned down, he laughed, “Oh, boy, I may have been out of practise and my boy might not be as fine as they ones were but we still haunt [Your Name].” Bucky stabbed his hand to floor with a knife and other knife through his shoulder, Bucky has never felt this cold touring someone; it has never felt this good. It feels so good that it seemed to have blurred lines between him and the Helper. The worst part is that he would that for [Your Name]. He would do that for you again, even though you lied.
In next few minutes all the activity died down. Natasha’s face had splattered blood, she didn’t seem to mind. Wanda on the other hand, had an injured foot. One of the soldiers had stabbed her with knife. Barton was perched on tower made by boxes, he cleaned the invisible dust from his vest. Steve on the other hand, looked just fine, a bit confused that it gotta over so quickly. He ran to you. There slashes of on your stomach, running from end to other. On the hands and legs too, slowly done Bucky could tell with the depth of wound. You seemed like they were dripping in acid. Your swollen lips and black eye pain Bucky. You hair were matted with sweat and blood. You looked up at him.
“Bucky.” You said, your voice hoarse probably from all the screaming.
“Bucky, are you okay?” Bucky laughed, he nodded. He was scared that he would not know after he learned of your lies but he knows you. He you like walking when you are tense, on holidays you like to stay in and have movie marathon,when you realises that someone in in distress you go out of your way to make sure that they are. He knows you and he can’t forget you.  
“Of course, doll. I am okay. I am okay.” He told her.
“Good. Good. Thank you.” [Your name] said. Bucky wanted to ask if she was okay. She was not, she was obviously not okay.
“Let’s go doll.”

He may know, but your lies were too much for him. He can’t believe that you lied about your existence. Reasons for your kindness, reasons why you chose Wade over him and reasons why you were you. You lied about everything. He sees you and at times he sees the girl he was in love with and at times girl who lied and lied and lied. He did not want to see you. He shut his door and you were in the avengers tower.
“Bucky.” Your voice muffled due door. Bucky runs his hands through his hair.
“Go away.” His rubs his hands over his face, the coolness of the metal rubs against his face.
“I am not going away.” You voice firm.
“I can’t look at you. I hear your voice and all I hear is lies.” Bucky says.
“Please, just once listen to me.” Bucky doesn’t say anything, you take this as sign to continue.
“I have two kind nightmares: The ones were people die because of me; because I was too late. The others where you die because of me. I see the light leave your eyes and I see you dying.” Bucky wanted to say something but words gets struck in his throat, “Every time I have the the second kind of nightmare I die a little and then I would see you. You as you, not as winter solider or your past. I just saw a guy- unbelievably good looking guy who loves so deeply. A guy when he laughs, he lights up the room. A guy who makes me feel on top of the world.” There was pause, “That is how I wanted you see me as. Just as girl, not as a agent of S.H.E.I.L.D. or as tortured soul.  I am sorry for lying, Bucky, So goddamned sorry.” There was still no reply. Then the door opens.
“What about Wade?”
“I broke with him 3 months ago. I wanted to tell you but I wanted him to get through it first.”
“Bucky, I am sorry.”
“You are forgiven, doll.” Bucky smiles and it makes him blush.
“Bucky, one more thing.”
“Anything, doll.”
“Would be kind and fall in love with me?”
“I thought you would never ask.”

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anonymous asked:

Was elvis kind to his coloured help? or was he racist towards them

Oh, my gosh…. Elvis was absolutely and 1000% kind and loving to everyone who worked for him, white and black.  I know there’s stories that try to prove he was racist–but they are all untrue.  Elvis loved people of every color, and many of the black entertainers of his time who were friends or knew him personally have had very kind things to say.


“He was a mild tempered, quiet, nice guy. He treated everyone the same. There have been rumors about him, saying that he said ‘The only thing blacks can do for me is shine my shoes’. Now, I don’t believe that. I never saw him act in anyway like that. I overheard one of Elvis’ friends at the time ask Elvis ‘Why do you call him ‘mister'—he’s just a barbecue guy?’ Elvis looked at him and said ‘He’s a man.’ That was the humility in his temperament. Elvis was a great man and did more for civil rights than people know. To call him a racist is an insult to us all.” –Ernest Withers

“I wasn’t just a fan, I was his brother. He said I was good and I said he was good; we never argued about that. Elvis was a hard worker, dedicated, and God loved him. Elvis and I are the only true American originals. I love him and hope to see him in heaven. There’ll never be another like that soul brother.” –James Brown

“A lot of people have accused Elvis of stealing the black man’s music, when in fact, almost every black solo entertainer copied his stage mannerisms from Elvis.” –Jackie Wilson

“Elvis was my close personal friend. He came to my Deer Lake training camp about two years before he died. He told us he didn’t want nobody to bother us.”

“He wanted peace and quiet and I gave him a cabin in my camp and nobody even knew it. When the cameras started watching me train, he was up on the hill sleeping in the cabin. Elvis had a robe made for me. I don’t admire nobody, but Elvis Presley was the sweetest, most humble and nicest man you’d want to know’.” –Muhammad Ali

“I have a respect for Elvis and my friendship. It ain’t my business what he did in private. The only thing I want to know is, ‘Was he my friend?’, ‘Did I enjoy him as a performer?’, ‘Did he give the world of entertainment something?’–and the answer is YES on all accounts. The other jazz just don’t matter. Early on somebody told me that Elvis was black. And I said ‘No, he’s white but he’s down-home’. And that is what it’s all about. Not being black or white it’s being ‘down-home’ and which part of down-home you come from.”

“On a scale of one to ten, I would rate Elvis eleven.” –Sammy Davis Jr.

“That’s my idol, Elvis Presley. If you went to my house, you’d see pictures all over of Elvis. He’s just the greatest entertainer that ever lived. And I think it’s because he had such presence. When Elvis walked into a room, Elvis Presley was in the fucking room. I don’t give a fuck who was in the room with him.”

“The big myth in the African-American community was that he said that the only thing black folks could do for him was shine his shoes and buy his records. People liked him when they were young, then said, ‘I don’t like him because he said that’, and I said, 'He never even said that’.” –Eddie Murphy

“Elvis had an influence on everybody with his musical approach. He broke the ice for all of us.” –Al Green

“I remember Elvis as a young man hanging around the Sun studios. Even then, I knew this kid had a tremendous talent.”

“He was a dynamic young boy. His phraseology, his way of looking at a song, was as unique as Sinatra’s. I was a tremendous fan, and had Elvis lived, there would have been no end to his inventiveness.” –BB King

“He faces everybody as a man. I never heard of the remark, but even so I can’t imagine Presley saying that, not knowing him the way I do.” –Duddly Brooks

“I was punching a heavy bag in a gym in L.A., and I hear a voice sing out, 'Hey, Lionel! What’s doin’?’ And it was Elvis himself. I was in awe of him, but he said he was in awe of me.” –Lionel Rose

“Describe Elvis Presley? He was the greatest who ever was, is, or will ever be.” –Chuck Berry

Fly Me to the Moon

Draco Malfoy x Reader

Request: I love your stories :D So do you mind writing one (Draco/Reader) when after the Battle of Hogwarts his muggle-born girlfriend decides to show him muggle world. She takes him to cinema, shows him TV and phone, plays him music made by muggles. She says that both of them need vacation and it helps Draco who fights his prejudice. Thank you!

A/N: Set in 2000, 2 years after the Battle of Hogwarts. This one ended up to be shorter than I first imagined… sorry. As always, feedback is appreciated!


Your name: submit What is this?

“Come on, Draco.” You rolled your eyes, pulling him towards the entrance of the cinema by the hand.

“I don’t want to see a stupid Muggle movie.” He whined, though he stopped pulling back and allowed you to drag him along.

“This is a brilliant movie!” You argued, “Tom Hanks is a brilliant actor, his acting in Saving Private Ryan was amazing!”

“It does look good,” He admitted, “but won’t our magic will interfere with it?”

“Only large amounts of magic interfere completely with electrical items. The chances of there being more than two wizards or witches at the cinema are very rare.”

“We could cause a spark, or put someone in danger!” Draco argued, looking for excuses to not watch the movie.

You sighed as you paid for the tickets of the movie Cast Away, grabbing the tickets off the worker with a smile. Draco’s arm tightened around you as the worker smiled politely back at you and you fought the urge to roll your eyes.

“Draco, I’ve been here countless times. Honestly, it’s fine, nothing has ever gone wrong.” 

“I knew you would cry.” You grinned as you stepped out of the cinema onto the pavement.

“Shut up, alright. I can’t believe they killed Wilson.” Draco retorted, a blush creeping onto his ears and cheeks.

“There’s no shame,” You laughed, “I cried the first time I watched the movie.”

Draco rolled his eyes, wrapping an arm around your waist as you both walked the streets. The sun was beginning to set and the streetlamps glowed softly, contrasting against the red hue of the sky. The air was cool and you thanked Merlin that you had chosen to wear a light jacket.

“So what’s next on the agenda?” Draco asked, glancing at you.

“We are going home, and I am going to show you all the wonderful things about muggle inventions.” You smiled, turning your head to look at him.

“Inventions?” Draco said in an almost mocking tone.

“Now, now.” You chastised, “Muggles invented the cinema, and the television, which is a sort of smaller cinema to have in the comfort of your own home, but you get to watch millions of other shows and movies, not the one.” You replied calmly.

They made that thing for your houses?” Draco asked.

You bit back a laugh at his child-like wonder, “Yeah, but on a much smaller scale. I’ll show you when we get home.”

You leaned back into the sofa, curling up in Draco, who wrapped his arm around you, tucking you into his side. He planted a small kiss to your head as he gazed down at the phone in your hand.

“Okay, so we’ve gone over the television. This device here, is a cellular device.” You glanced up at him, “In other words, a phone. This is made by Nokia. Now, Muggles use phones to communicate with each other, it’s kind of hard to explain, but the easiest way to explain it is that everybody with a phone gets their own series of number. That become their phone number, and if someone wants to talk to them, all you do is insert those numbers using the keypad press the green button, which connects that one person to the other person’s phone, allowing you to talk to them.”

“That sounds complicated.” Draco muttered, taking the phone from your hands.

“You get used to it,” You shrugged. “Oh, the music!” The thought hit you and you grinned as you flew from your seat to the record player, picking up the first album which came to your hand. You slipped the vinyl onto the platter, turning the record player on. The stylus automatically moved, resting on the vinyl. The steady beats of the drum filled the room and you bobbed your head to the beginning of the song.

“This song is ‘Fly Me To the Moon’, covered by Frank Sinatra.” You said over the sultry tones of Frank Sinatra, “It was released in 1964 but-”

Draco had stood up from his seat with a grin, the music getting louder as he walked to you, “Dance with me.” He held out a hand.

You laughed lightly, slipping your hand into his. You both laughed as you danced, losing yourself in the music. You forgot about the world outside of the room, forgot about the pressure and problems you had in the wizarding world. You finally had gotten the escape you had been praying that today would give. The song clicked to a finish and you both chuckled lightly. Draco sighed, pulling you back to the sofa where you melted into his side as the next song began to play.

“Thank you.” Draco muttered, pressing a small kiss to your temple. 

You smiled softly, “We both needed the break, Draco.” You stated simply.

Draco sighed happily, nodding in agreement as his eyes began to droop shut. You snuggled further into Draco’s side, his arm tightening around you as he pulled you closer into him.

“Maybe these Muggles aren’t so bad after all.” Draco muttered quietly, intertwining his fingers into yours as he rested his cheek on the crown of your head. His breathing became slower and deeper, as he gradually fell asleep with his arm around you and his fingers tangled in yours.

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anonymous asked:

Isn't it cute that Phil remembered those 2 songs Dan made up? :D any opinions on phil's life show? I think he seemed so calm and happy, it was nice!

Amazing younow. He seemed in such a good mood and I was actually dying of laughter so many times in the show. His brilliant and wonderfully weird brain. I’ll never get tired of listening to him talk for an hour.

AND YES OMG. Not only did he mention having Dan’s “I like bananas in the sunshine, I like bananas on the moon moon moon” song stuck in his head, he also started singing “don’t step on the glass” from rave time. I think we were just talking on my blog a few weeks ago about them always remembering and singing their old little songs they’ve made up. It seriously makes me smile so much.

I tried to take a few notes during about the other parts I liked from the show:

He seems so excited for VidCon which is awesome. I liked hearing about the reason behind their panel choices and everything. “Can you imagine Dan and Glozell together on a panel” His little laugh hahaha he found that so amusing.

“YOU’VE SEEN MY PUNS” on a t-shirt. I don’t know why I laughed as hard as I did.

Ambivert extravert or introvert discussion was so interesting. I’ve always thought of him as an introvert and he seemed to think that fit most closely until he realized he was probably kind of inbetween. Which I can also see. I just love when he talks about personality traits (like the time he listed off which parts of his zodiac sign fit him). He’s such a tough egg to crack when it comes to that kind of info so I cherish the times he gives us some extra insight into the way he thinks.

Cute Louise discussion about being bathbomb twins. He had texted her that he was now a “ human sprinkle of glitter” (HE WOULD) after using that bathbomb and getting glitter everywhere. 

ANOTHER HOUSE PLANT. Get this man his garden oasis for god’s sake. The whole house is gonna turn into a plant if he keeps continuing lol. Anyways, welcome to the world “plant susan.” Hope you didn’t cause any more domestic arguments between your dads.


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anonymous asked:

hey, what house do you think Natasha would be in? I thought ravenclaw, but your commentary on the whole thing is making my rethink my shit. (I also previously thought tony would be slytherin, and Steve would be hufflepuff.)

Anon I hope you’re ready for a long rambly answer that you absolutely didn’t ask for.

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All the (Best) QUOTES from Captain America Civil War

The following are the (best) quotes from the latest MCU Installment, Captain America Civil War. (This is also very LONG.)


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Dear Nayvadius DeMun Wilburn:

Fuck boy born November 20, 1983. Better known to the masses as Future. Let’s be clear about a couple of things off the bat… I don’t like you (please reference the above term of endearment). I think your music is ok- nothing spectacular there though. You are ok looking, not hard on the eyes at all but, whatever attraction could exist- cannot, due to your demeanor, attitude and persona that unfortunately represents nothing I would want to emulate.

Everyone pretty much knows your rap sheet:

3 Baby Mamas (*blinks*)

3 Children- Onesies w/ each Mom (At least no one was dumb enough to have more than one with you)

No Wedding bells for any of them (I am sure all 3 of them were the problem, not you *rolls eyes*)

You start dating Ciara at a pivotal (and convenient) time in your career

You Impregnate Ciara

You two get engaged

Ciara posts a pic with the 3 Baby Mamas referring to them as “Her Family” (Basically co-signing to an already fucked up sito, but she gets mad props for that)

Y’all engagement didn’t last (no surprise there)

Ciara becomes Baby Mama #4 (another onesie, making this 4 Baby Mothers, 4 Kids)

Ciara releases a single called “I Bet” inspired by your actions or lack thereof

Ciara keeps her promise and gets a better boyfriend (*inserts crying laughing emojis*)

Ciara makes an adult decision to have her new (and better) boyfriend around y’all son

And this is where it gets “tricky.”

There is commentary flying all over social media concerning whether or not Ciara is operating under a respectful and responsible guise by having her new boyfriend, Russell Wilson, around y’all young son, “Baby Future.” Celebrities are starting to weigh in like this is Drizzy vs. Weak Mills. Even though I think that the obsession with Pop culture can be kinda detrimental to our own personal lives, (as we only know but so much and need to concentrate on our own shit), I think that this is a good subject to discuss since you decided to speak on behalf of the Black community. Yes, Future… you suggested in one of your recent interviews that in the Black community WE don’t allow another man who isn’t the Father of OUR child(ren) to be around OUR kid(s).


Well, I have some questions for you:

The only way you can expect a woman to not have other men around your children is to marry her and become an official family unit vs. a broken unit. You have been blessed with 4 children, which in your case equals 4 mothers of your children. It didn’t work out with any of them? #IWillWaitForAnswers

While you are busy telling US the rules of engagement for new partners and children within the Black community, do you believe in giving a strong nuclear experience to YOUR children where there is a loving Mom and Dad in the same household? #IWillWaitForAnswers

Are you the custodial parent of ANY of the 4 children that you have helped to create? #IWillWaitForAnswers

Do you honestly believe that once a woman and you have broken up, you get to make up FUTURE (pun intended) dating rules for her when she is the custodial parent of the child??? #IWillWaitForAnswers

See Future, this isn’t about Ciara being inappropriate. She is the custodial parent who chooses to spend time with her boyfriend and her son at the same damn time (you see what I did there? Lol). I believe that any custodial parent has the right to make a responsible decision about WHO they allow to meet their child. This decision should be based upon how the new partner treats you, their own kids if they have any and, tell me “what that character do?” If all those things check out, who expects the custodial parent to sit in the house while the non-custodial parent is living their life like its golden (possibly creating more broken homes/more children, such as you’ve done, Nayvadius)? Maybe that controlling bullshit worked with the other Baby Mamas because they were still interested in you or they needed your money… I really don’t know. But I do know that Ciara doesn’t need her damn permission slip signed as the custodial parent to make decisions about her day to day life with a son you don’t take care of on a day to day basis. She sure as hell ain’t interested in you any longer and she sure as hell got her own coins!

I am not suggesting that just because we do not see pictures of you with your son, that you do not spend time with him, but let me tell you what I think your “criticism” is REALLY all about!

Jealousy. Envy. Fear. Pride.

Jealous that Ciara moved on to someone equally popular or more popular with his own coinage. Jealous that y’all son is spending a consistent amount of time with another man, even though you had your chance to be with her and therefore could be with him more often.

Envious that perhaps you think your son will end up fuckin w/ Russell way harder than he does with you. And on a much deeper level, maybe fearful that Russell may not only be a better man to Ciara, but a much better Father-figure than you are to your own son (and other children). You see, this jealousy, fear and envy is only topped by one other trait that no one seems to be talking about… Your pride.

It’s so not “manly” for another man to be handling what you should be handling, right??? Your pride is DAMAGED because the world is watching another successful Black man spend quality and seemingly loving time with YOUR son. Pride can be a mother fucker, this I know. But you made this bed over and over again and now you have to lay in this one.

Ciara isn’t doing anything wrong. The only thing wrong she did was date a man like you. She appears to be an awesome Mother who does an array of activities with her lil one. She has a demanding schedule with her fashion endorsements, tours, volunteer activities and musical aspirations (slight shade). She happens to be dating one of the most popular quarterbacks in the NFL. His schedule, too, is very demanding. I think it is beautiful for them to spend time together with y’all son. Ciara is sending a consistent message to her son that Russell cares about her, loves her and because Russell is an important part of HER life, he has no choice but to love her son like he is his own. See, Future, when you decided not to marry Ciara, that turned Ciara and Baby Future into a package. Russell is doing EXACTLY what any man in his position should be doing. Russell can’t have Ciara’s whole heart if the man she loves doesn’t love her child. They’re just practicing anyways! I believe very soon Russell will shut down all naysayers with a big ass ring. Then what will your argument be Future? Your son can’t spend time with Ciara’s husband and Baby Future’s Stepfather? Psssssshhhhhhhhh! #IBet oh and #GTFOH!

Her Solution:

Learn to control the controllables. You don’t own the child you have in the first place. You were just chosen (for whatever reason) to help give the child a healthy and happy environment to matriculate and evolve in. I understand that you are feeling prideful, but as long as your child is SAFE, you cannot control or be upset when the custodial parent decides that it is time to introduce the kids to the new partner.  If you cared that gotdamn much about your child being exposed to another partner, that ass should have married Ciara… or the other women. You’re worried about the wrong things. Worry about spending as much time as you can with those 4 kids instead of using your energy to hate on what has nothing to do with you. When Ciara marries Russell all your crying is gonna be obsolete. I pray that you get delivered from those demons of jealousy, envy, fear and pride and that you get filled with an enormous amount of love for your son and other children. Don’t be mad that another man is doing what you had the opportunity to do 4 times thus far. Embrace that you will possibly have to deal with 4 stand-ins at some point. Worry about being the best Father YOU can be… If we followed your rules of engagement for the Black Community, we’d be handing out broken families to everyone. No one should take your advice!

Get It How You Live,


P.S. You have so much to say about Russell, but are forgetting how Ciara accepted your other Baby Mamas smh… You gotta do better brotha!

anonymous asked:

If its not to much trouble could you make a steve/bucky ultimate favourite fanfics reclist

Your wish is my command, anon!!

Idk if you want top 5 or top 10, so please have 19 of my all time favourite fics instead. These are the fics that I love the most from my reclist. Some I’ve reread 192639712 times. Some left such great impression even though I didn’t read them as many times as the others, they still deserve their spot here.

Divided into two sections: canon-related (pre-cap 2 and post-cap 2), and non canon-related AU. Listed in alphabetical order. I’ve also included a list of some of my fave fic writers who write quality stevebucky fics at the end of this fic rec.

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Didn‘t See That Coming

Originally posted by wehavesass

Fandom: Marvel, The Avengers
Pairing: Pietro Maximoff x Reader / Quicksilver x Reader
Request: “Hi, I wondering if I could request for you to do an Avengers oneshot where they are all coming from different places to Tony and Pepper’s Malibu house for the private wedding, that involves Pietro and Wanda Maximoff, Ant-Man, Thor, Loki, Bucky Barns, Natasha Romanoff, Clint and Laura Barton, Steve Rogers, Tony Stark, Pepper Pots, and Vision. Clint and Laura are reader’s adoptive parents and find out that Peter and reader are dating but PG, no smut please. Thank you” - anonymous
Words: 2.050

Author’s Note: Well, you wanted all the Avengers in it. I guess I mentioned pretty much everyone of them but of course it’s mostly Pietro. And Clint. And Tony. Hope you’ll enjoy, dear anon. :)

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“For the love of god, just stand still already! Do you want me to help you or not?” Laura Barton lets out a dramatic sigh as she watches her husband plucking his hair in different directions.

“Should I rock a side parting?”, he asks and sweeps it all to one side. He pulls a posh face, puts his hand to his collarbone and you can’t help laughing.

“Dad!”, you sneer. “You don’t want to look embarrassing. It’s Tony’s wedding after all. The pictures are gonna last forever.”

“And that’s my cue”, your mother declares. “Just let me fix this and you’re going to look spectacular.”

He starts grinning. “Yes, Ma’am.”

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A/N: it’s nearly 4am right now. I don’t know what’s just happened to be honest! This was sort of a prompt I came up with on twitter with @shelizabethwriting (think that’s her tumblr!)

This is so stupid. I don’t even know why I’ve agreed to do it. Alex knows I hate hanging out with his friends. His friends are my bosses and it’s weird. I’ve only just started getting used to Medusa hanging out with us pratically every day so for us to be going on a double date with Hunt and Shepherdess is completely beyond me. He’s not even friends with either of them.

“Remind me why we’re doing this again?” I call out to Alex from my position in front of the mirror in the bathroom.

“Meredith told me to. She said Amelia needs more people… I don’t know. Let’s just get it over and done with, we don’t even need to stay for dessert, ok?”

“Ugh, fine!” I scowl as I walk out the bathroom in my tight jeans and low cut top. I see him stop in his tracks, looking me up and down and smiling. It was that half smile that took over his left cheek when he was up to no good. I raise an eyebrow seductively. “Are you sure we couldn’t just stay home and find something to do here?”

“I know your game. No. Let’s go!”

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ninemoons42  asked:

Imagine Steve in the kitchen. He's okay with making soup, and he can make decent eggs, and he doesn't burn the burgers. But it's baking he excels at. He learns to make bread and cookies and all kinds of good things, and the others love everything he comes up with.

When Steve was younger, he and his mother, and later, he and Bucky, never baked much. At the very most, they might’ve baked a loaf of bread, but rarely did they ever have the resources or time, and the smoke from the furnace always made Steve’s asthma act up. Their broth was watered down, they stretched their rations, and salt and sugar were reserved for special occasions - not that Steve could’ve had much anyway, due to his stomach ulcers.

Now, there were so many different types of new foods, so many different types of ingredients, in an incredible abundance, and all easily accessible to him. The future is wonderful. Steve spends most of his time trying out new cuisine, and loves every single thing he tries. Steve’s never had the chance to be a particularly picky eater, but thanks to the serum, he doesn’t have to worry about his stomach acting up again if he eats anything fried. He makes it up to his pre-serum self by trying funnel cakes with powdered sugar at Coney Island he was never able to eat those 70 years ago.  

Steve never quite gets the hang of cooking in the modern age, though. Everything is perfectly cooked through, he makes sure of it, but he never loses his habit of under-seasoning from the Great Depression. 

But baking, on the other hand, is an entirely different story.

Since Steve never really learned how to bake in the first place, he starts entirely from scratch. The very first recipe Steve tries is one from Sam’s family: chewy ginger spice cookies. Sam nearly breaks into tears when Steve pulls out the tray to cool, because they’re perfect (though more than a few come out a bit lopsided) and the house smells just like his grandmother’s.

Natasha teaches him how to make Russian tea cake, which, Steve later learns, isn’t even Russian. Nat tells him it’s because she likes rolling the pastries around in powdered sugar, and also because she likes how they can be called by different names. Steve feels this is vaguely symbolic, somehow. 

When Steve moves into the Avengers Tower, JARVIS is always there to help him out and provide him with new recipes. Steve makes all sorts of bread, usually whole wheat and flecked with fruit or red beans, but he makes his cinnamon pull-apart bread — which contains ludicrous amounts of sugar, cinnamon, and butter —  whenever the Avengers come back from a particularly trying battle, or if it’s a special occasion. Banana bread is the only way he can tolerate the fruit.

Bruce quietly requests a light, matcha bread on his birthday. 

True to what he stands for, Steve’s apple pies are absolutely perfect, though he thinks his lemon coconut pies are the best (at least, for this month). He spends so much time in the kitchen that Tony buys him a special apron, an old-timey checkered thing that has the words “Cap the Cook” embroidered on it.

When he finally, finally succeeds in making the raspberry chocolate souffles he’s wanted to make all week, Steve does actually cry a little, while he’s drizzling a homemade caramel sauce over them.

He bakes and he bakes and he bakes, donuts, beignets, profiteroles, croissants, peach turnovers, brownies, and so many different types of cookies. Thor eats absolutely everything, even when Steve messes up. Steve learns so much from the Avengers desert preferences, which, ridiculously enough, also reflect their personalities and fighting tactics, but, then again, that wasn’t too surprising.   

The Girl Scouts actually add Steve’s boysenberry jam filled cookies onto their roster for a limited amount of time. They call them “Cap Cookies” and even include a little frosting flourish of a star to make them look more like his shield. 

The Avengers all believe, with Clint leading the march, that this is Steve’s plan for world domination: to fatten up the only people who can protect Earth from global disaster and then take over the world with his superior metabolism. But, in the end, because no one can resist Steve’s baking, the amount of group training sessions they have increases exponentially to work off all the extra calories, which, in turn, builds up their trust and cooperation between each other.

Who knew cake would be what brought them together?

Kat’s AU steve/bucky rec list:

I’ll Raise You Like A Pheonix by colonel_bastard

When you’re two punk kids in love, sometimes it feels like the whole world is trying to tear you apart. Steve and Bucky aren’t giving up without a fight.

Words: 17383
Chapters: 1/1
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: Homophobia, Self-Harm

HOLY COWS this was awesome! Really interesting spin on the boys’ cannon storyline within an 80’s punk!AU. Amazingly written - put a nice loud playlist on in the background and it’s even better. (Warnings added are mine, not the authors)

Snake Eyes by boopboop

There’s a lot of expectation attached to Steve Rogers’ name. It’s taken him years to prove his own worth - that he’s made it so far in the USNA on his own merit and not just because of his father. He’s close though - there are only a few more months until he graduates and gets to stand on his own two feet. It’s taken a lot of effort to get there, and a lot of sacrifices.
Bucky’s beyond the point of expectation. When your father and grandfather have both been President - and your mother nurses political ambitions of her own - brilliance is a foregone conclusion. He’s just counting down the final months of his confinement to the glass cage of the White House and he’s determined to put that whole world behind him.
But as the days standing between them and their dreams dwindle, Steve comes to realize he might have made one sacrifice too many, and Bucky learns that his freedom comes at a cost he’s never going to be able to pay.

Words: 98046
Chapters: 12/?
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: Substance Abuse, Dubious Consent

This isn’t just any old Political AU, this is the Political AU to end all other AUs. Even if you stay away from WIP normally, seriously, this one is worth it. Rumlow’s a bitch, Clint’s a goddamn saint, Bucky’s breaking my heart, and, ugh, I seriously need to give Steve a hug. One of the most beautifully written things in the history of ever if you only read one thing, read this.

Welcome to the Jungle by neversaydie

“What do you think about guy-guy scenes?”

He was too self-conscious to act, modelling didn’t pay enough, and time out of school for the medical trial that fixed his body had left him barely scraping a pass on his GED. He shared an apartment with a burlesque dancer, and she’d talked him into it over a weekend and way too much tequila.

Three pictures and one embarrassingly short amateur jerk-off video later, and here he is.

“Gay scenes?”

His mom can never find out about this.

Words: 44656
Chapters: 22/22
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: Self Harm, PTSD, Dubious Consent, Substance Abuse, Abuse

This is actually the start of a series and trust me, once you start, you’re hooked until the end. Porn Industry AU which had so so so much more depth than I expected it to - damn heartbreaking and also gorgeous (and just a bit hot too…).  

That Reflection Man by SkyisGray

Steve is the son of a Governor and the grandson of a Vice President. At 18, he meets Bucky. At 24, he marries someone else. At 25, he’s elected to the House of Representatives, and Bucky overdoses. But their story is really just getting started.

Words: 30087
Chapters: 7/7
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: Substance Abuse

It’s another Political AU (I have a thing, don’t judge me) only this time Steve’s the one in office and it starts off as a collage AU and progresses from there. Damn, it’s another sad one, I’d apologise but I just re-read the ending and remembered why I loved it so much…

Critical Feline Mass by Kryptaria & rayvanfox

Adjusting to civilian life is hard for any military veteran — especially for one ex-sniper with a cybernetic arm, a classic Harley, and friends who keep trying to ‘help.’ When Sam Wilson at the VA sends Sergeant Barnes to rent a room from the hottest guy in the DC area, Bucky thinks maybe civilian life is worth it after all. And then he finds out Captain Rogers is everything Bucky’s not: a real hero, a Medal of Honor recipient, and an all-around nice guy. Bucky doesn’t have a chance in hell with him.
Sam was a huge help to Steve Rogers when he left the military. In the spirit of ‘pay it forward,’ Steve decides to rent out his basement room to a vet in need. But when Sergeant Barnes shows up on his doorstep, he knows he’s in for a world of trouble. Barnes is exactly what Steve never knew he wanted, from his bedroom eyes to his wicked innuendos. And he’s Steve’s tenant.
A love story in twelve chapters, including two Harley-Davidsons, a guardian angel, multiple snipers, the only woman who can scare them into behaving themselves, spontaneous kittens, and one attacking sheep.

Words: 39536
Chapters: 12/12
Rating: Teen & Up
Warnings: PTSD

So the summary pretty much covers it, but oh my word this was adorable and very, very, funny in places with a fantastic substance and depth to the storyline. Really great - a Sunday evening kind of story.

If You Can’t Stand the Heat (Stay Out of the Kitchen) by TheMeaningofHaste

When Captain Steve Rogers left the Army he fell in to a life of cooking. He never expected it to lead him to become a personal chef for the Barnes family, one of the most influential families in Washington D.C.
He certainly never expected to fall for their playboy son

Words: 56669
Chapters: 20/20
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: Self Harm, Referenced Rape/Non-Con

Both shatteringly tragic and heat-meltingly cute this story has it all really. Bucky is my darling, Steve is adorable and Peggy is a queen.

To Be Vulnerable Is Needed Most Of All by perfect_plan

Steve is a shy comic book artist and meets his new neighbour, Bucky Barnes.
In which there are awkward longings, meddling best friends, comic conventions, heartache, lemons, video games, dorkiness, dancing and two cute boys.

Words: 118357
Chapters: 10/10
Rating: Mature
Warnings: PTSD, Panic Attacks

Hilarious, toe curlingly sweet and overall very very good - this one definitely deserves a read, although set aside a chunk of time because once you open it you can’t leave until you’re done. Also Nat and Clint are both queens this time.

Sex, Drugs & Needles by OhCaptainMyCaptain

Bucky’s a bit of a masochist in that sense – needles and the buzz of a tattoo gun have always turned him on…
It’s even worse that this client is what they call a ‘needle virgin’. Doesn’t appear to have a piercing anywhere on him (although Bucky could still be surprised; you never know what people have hiding under their clothes), and he’s already made it clear that he has no prior ink. Bucky’s always found something inherently sexy about being the first person to introduce another to that experience. Not all people like it; some can only handle the one tattoo and then they’re done for good, never seen again.
Others have the tendency to come back, and Bucky always feels a small sense of pride when he watches those select clients getting more and more added to their bodies – now in love with the art form. And if they happen to be getting tattooed by Clint, or Natasha, or Logan, there’s always that feeling of, But my art went on you first.
He has absolutely no problem popping this guy’s needle cherry.

Words: 38645
Chapters: 1/1
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: Mild Drug Use

Tattoo Shop AU. This is part of her Porn-Prompt series (so it’s pretty heavy on the explicit if that’s not your thing) but there is so so much more than just that in this story. Gorgeous, believable plot that you’ll be thinking about for weeks. Oh, and once again Clint and Nat are fab.