you never loved her like i do.

w/c: 1.2k (a short one to start but they’ll get longer)

summary: steve leaves and you struggle to cope

warnings swearing, major character death, grief, unhealthy coping mechanisms

prologue

A lump rises in your throat as you take in the sight before you. Steve - your Steve - has abandoned you for the woman he knew back in the 40s. Your eyes fill with tears but you refuse to let them fall; you won’t let him see you cry over him. That’s the last thing he deserves. After everything you’ve done for him; you went to hell and back, you stayed for him, you died for him, and at the end of the day, your efforts were fruitless. Because even the gentlest, kindest, most pure love in the world wasn’t enough for him. And at the first opportunity he got, he went running back to his past. So it was never really you, was it? It was always her.

you never loved her like i do.

summary: you were steve’s girl until he left you for peggy. consumed by grief and betrayal, you begin to give up on your life. until bucky finds you. will you be able to heal each other, or are you simply too broken?

note: my first series eeep!! i’ve literally just started writing for this and i’m aiming to get out a chapter a week. if you want to be added to a taglist for this series send me an ask, but i’m hoping to get the first chapter out by the weekend :)

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Forgetful! y/n

I haven't gotten requests yet, so take some y/n with memory problems and how their chat treats them and stuff!!

Pronouns: they/them
Other information on the reader:
. Knows of and enjoys the dream smp
. Somewhere between famous and not
. Doesn't mind fanfic of them
. Faceless
. The memory issue is a medical problem, not just bad memory
. Mainly Minecraft streamer, but will play other games if chat asks :)
. The reader isn't sensitive about bad memory jokes as long as they're lighthearted and from either friends/family or fans!
Warnings: medical issue (memory loss), hate (chat and you tell them off though), cussing
Form: headcanons
Summary: y/n has memory loss and is a streamer! How does this work out for them and how does their chat act?
Genre: platonic (does that count here?), fluff(? It's positive but I don't think you'd call it fluff), positive, very very slight angst that dissipates quickly (hate, but you and chat tell them off)
Abbreviations: y/n -> your name, s/n -> your streamer name
Anonymous asked:

Hello<3 can I request a fluffy Steve Rogers x reader one shot where they’re in a relationship but Steve is spending too much time with Natasha and reader starts to compare herself to Nat and gets so insecure so she start eating less and working out real hard almost injuring herself so when he realize what is happening Steve reminds her how much he loves her body and everything about her please?

all i want | s.rogers

w/c: 1.3k

pairing: steve rogers x f!reader

summary: steve is spending a lot of time with nat and it’s making you insecure

warnings: angst with a happy ending, a lot of talk about eating disorders, a lot of crying, non-sexual nudity, steve being a softie and looking after you

note: this was ALOT for me to write hahah especially as i do have an ed myself but it was nice to write something that i can relate to in that way. and i want steve to say all of this to me tbh🥺😭 hope you enjoy! <3

You’re crouched on the concrete floor of the training room, your breathing erratic as you struggle to take a full breath; you’re desperately trying not to burst into tears. You trudge up to your room defeatedly and collapse onto your bed, falling face first into the pillows as you feel that all too familiar wave of self hatred wash over you.

The most noble kind of beauty is that which does not carry us away suddenly, whose attacks are not violent or intoxicating (this kind easily awakens disgust), but rather the kind of beauty which infiltrates slowly, which we carry along with us almost unnoticed, and meet up with again in dreams; finally, after it has for a long time lain modestly in our heart, it takes complete possession of us, filling our eyes with tears, our hearts with longing.

Friedrich Nietzsche, Human, All Too Human