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halloween

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pride month 2: electric spookaloo

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Hey you. I’ve noticed you have been on in a while. Is everything okay? We miss you 😭😭

Oh my gosh, hello and thank you for checking in on me! ❤️ I’ve just gotten too caught up with my job, this summer and now school, but I’m currently in Honors English so hopefully my writing is going to improve a lot. I hope to be writing again somewhat soon and be more active on this account! Once again thank you for checking in on me! ❤️

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Promise

Master List found here!

Paring: Tony Stark x Reader

Request: Hi! Could you do 33 with tony please? (Maybe something silly or funny not inappropriate please?) :) thank you! ❤️

Prompts from this list:

33. “We can’t do that here! There are people around.”

Warning: None

Word Count: 962

Shopping with Tony was always something else, you two either went out in public and everyone recognized him and nothing the two of you needed got bought, or the two of you went out in public, he got recognized and it took the entire day to buy whatever you two needed. Today was one of the days where it took an entire day to buy everything. Although it got old, going out with Tony and not getting to just be with him you had to admit, when little boys and girls came up to him with their Iron Man shirts, action figures and even masks and asked him to sign them, it made your heart smile. Even when older fans saw him, they instantly became excited and you could see the glow in their eyes, finally meeting someone who meant so much to them. It made being out the entire day worth it. Todays mission was going out to try and purchase a new bedroom, and couch. You two started out early, ran into plenty of fans and finally made it to the local furniture store by three o’clock.

“We should have asked that guy and his sister to come with us, I feel like they’d give us good input on the couch, I think we can find one close enough to our curtains, maybe not exact, but close.” Tony said, wrapping his free arm around you and drinking his coffee with his other hand. You shook your head and giggled, you knew you were going to get a couch and it would match those damned curtains.

“No, no, nothing that is just close, I want it to match completely, two different shades of white will be noticed Tony!” He laughed, throwing his coffee in the trash can and heading to the giant selection of couches. There had to be at least thirty to forty sitting out. 

“Jesus, who knew this many people needed couches.” You left the embrace of his arm and headed to an extremely beautiful white couch that looked as if it would match your curtains perfectly.

“Oh Tony, I think I found one!” You exclaimed, sitting down, feeling just how comfortable the couch was. It felt like sitting on a cloud. 

“This is the one. Come sit!” Tony rolled his eyes, not expecting much from a couch, but when he sat down he was taken aback, He knew just why you were so excited over a piece of furniture. He leaned his head back, happy and relieved that the two of you had found such a nice couch on the first try. A moment passed before an employee came to the two of you. He was older, middle age and looked incredibly angry.

“Can I help you two?” He snapped, you and Tony looked confused, before anyone could say anything to the man, he fried off again.

“You can’t sit on the furniture. There’s a sign right on the walls.” You looked where he pointed to, seeing the sign stating no one was allowed to be on the furniture an if any damage occurred, you would be responsible for the damages. Tony rolled his eyes and stood up, waiting on you to stand up as well. The employee looked at Tony and smirked.

“Yeah, just cause you’re Iron Man doesn’t mean you get to do whatever you please.” Tony laughed right in his face, not even believing the words that had came out of his mouth. You grabbed Tony’s arm and drug him away before he could even say anything to the man. You knew if Tony did, he’d end up with the cops called on him. 

“Now why’d you do that? I just wanted to chat.” You shook your head, laughing at him.

“No, if you would have chatted with him I’d probably be coming to bail you out of jail.” 

“You know me so well.” He said as he kissed you on top of the head.

“You really want to piss that guy off? Let’s go this way.” Tony said, leading you to the section of blankets and pillows. You were confused when he grabbed two pillows and two blankets, but you knew just what he was doing once he led you back to the area of beds. You two found the biggest bed and Tony laid down on it, shocked at how comfortable it was.

“Come on, get in.” He said, adjusting his pillow and blanket, trying to get even more comfortable. You laughed, holding the pillow and blanket.

“We can’t do that here! There are people around.” His closed eyes immediately opened. He sighed and closed them again.

“Hey, I’m taking a nap with or without you. I would enjoy it more if you were here though.” You jumped in the bed with him, the bed was incredibly soft. You got situated in the bed and closed your eyes, immediately falling asleep. 

You woke up to the employee from earlier standing over the top of you and Tony. Tony was already arguing with the man.

“Oh great! You’re awake! Let’s get out of here!” Tony said, motioning for the two of you to run. You both took off as the employee yelled, saying he would call the police on the both of you. You two ran out holding hands and laughing. He paused, out of breath.

“Come on old man, can’t run any longer?” You teased, he looked at you and kissed you. You couldn’t help but smile as his lips were on yours.

“I can, but I wanted to do that first.”

“I love you Tony Stark, even if we didn't get a bed or couch today.” He laughed and grabbed your hand.

“I love you too, I promise we’ll get them someday.”

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Me: I’m going to write today. I’m going to do it. I AM GOING TO FINALLY DO SOME WRITING

Me:

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Groot, probably: Let’s fuck those fuckers the fuck up

Steve: I am Steve Rogers

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How is work going ?

pretty good! i’ve made friends with some of my coworkers so i don’t usually dread going!

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asks for pride month baybies!

1. Who did you first come out to, if anyone?

2. Favorite LGBT singer/instrumentalist?

3. What’s your gender + orientation?

4. Who’s the best Gay Icon™?

5. Do you have a partner?

6. How long did your questioning process take (if you’re not still going through it)?

7. What movie/video game/TV shows have you stolen from the straights?

8. What’s your favorite color?

9. Do you go to a support/pride group?

10. Have you ever been to a pride event?

11. What’s your favorite thing about your flag(s)?

12. Favorite LGBT artist/writer?

13. How often do you get tired of The Straights?

14. How do you express your sexuality/gender?

15. Has Tumblr been more harmful of beneficial to you when it comes to discussing LGBT issues or figuring yourself out?

16. What LGBT charities/organizations do you support?

17. Distinguished, functional, or disaster?

18. Favorite LGBT film or actor?

19. Is your current environment supportive?

20. What are your plans for this June?

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Steve and Tony meeting for the first time in avengers 4 like “wow half the universe’s population but not your ass smh”

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Steve Rogers, a summary

Steve: I’m not going to fight them

Someone hurts Bucky

Steve: EXCEPT THAT I AM

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Hello everyone

Hey hey guys, school lets out in just a few days so I will be posting more than what I am currently.

Between work, studying for finals, school and my wifi being kinda weird I haven’t been able to post and write as much. No worries though, I should be back to normal soon. I have multiple imagines in my drafts that I’m slowly but surely working on.

Thank you all for being so patient, like I said in just a few days things should be back to normal. I love you all very much, my followers truly are the best! ❤️

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peter quill’s deep voice mocking thor- turn on or turn off?

oooo i’m gonna have to say a turn on, there’s not very many things that turn me off for Quill ;)

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how many requests do you still have to write?

30+!!!

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The "turnoff" "turnon" game. Ask me anything and I will answer if it is a turn off or turn on.

Be ready for kink shaming

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People say that superhero movies aren’t realistic, but remember when Tony jumped on a spaceship and flew into space, just to avoid talking to Steve????

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I want to _____ you.

reblog and see what your followers say

Interesting..

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I LOVE U GUYS

I’VE GOTTEN 175 NOTES ON MY BUCKY X READER IN LIKE ONE DAY, I’M HONESTLY SO SHOOK I LOVE YOU ALL

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I wrote this on mobile from my drafts and now idk how to give it a heading!!! So we’ll do that tmrw if my laptop works!!

“A Saving Grace”

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Request: 27,35,42 with bucky barnes? x          

Prompts from this list:

#27. “I’m not leaving till I know you’re okay.”

#35. “Where are those bruises from?”

#42. “Shut your mouth before you end up with a knife in your neck.”

Warnings: Reader is in an abusive relationship, a few curse words

Word Count: 1,759

It was another day, another breifing for a mission and another day dealing with Nick Fury and the rest of the super humans for Bucky, but today was different. It was nine o’clock and you should have already been at work, already been at your desk making calls and running around doing god knows what for Nick, but you weren’t. For Bucky, it was a strange feeling not seeing you with your gorgeous eyes and hearing your laugh. Bucky hated that he felt this way, no other woman had ever made him feel the way you did. Not in the 40’s and surely not now. You talked to him daily, and as cliche as it sounds, he was in the friend zone. The two of you may have talked daily, but any time it was a serious topic or you needed help with an issue you always thanked him with a “Thanks for being such a good friend to me Bucky, your advice helps every time.” Although his head rushed and his stomach fluttered when you were around, ultimately he knew it was wrong to feel that way.

You had a boyfriend, and you were happy. At least it seemed that way, Bucky hated walking by your desk and seeing that picture of you and Jackson at some party with his idiotic friends. He hated Jackson, not only because he wished he was the one who you went home to, who you confined in when any issues came up in your life, who you loved. He hated Jackson simply for how he treated you.

Although the two of you had only been together for a short amount of time, Bucky had seen plenty between you two to know he wasn’t a good guy. He saw how Jackson would snatch his phone away when you had it, he saw when he would nudge you to go if you were busy chatting with a friend and he was ready to go, he saw Jackson flirt with Natasha and Wanda at parties that Tony would throw, he saw enough to know he would be much better to you.

But who was Bucky kidding? He knew he was fucked up, he knew he couldn’t wake you up every single night due to nightmares of the men who turned him into a killing machine, he couldn’t have you listen to his every little issue, have you worrying about him going on missions and being safe, he couldn’t put you through so much stress just because he was in love. He was willing to push all of those feelings he had for you deep down inside of him, so deep that he himself wouldn’t be able to pull them out. But Bucky had enough that day. He had more than enough.

“Barnes! Have you heard from (Y/L/N) today?” Nick Fury yelled as Bucky was just about to enter the briefing room, it was now ten thirty, you were already two and a half hours late, which surely wasn’t like you. Nick continued, “I have called her house at least ten times now and still no answer. You’re one of the closest to her, I figured you may know something.” Bucky’s heart sank, he began to worry more than he already had.

“I have no clue where she would be Fury. I don’t talk to her very much outside of work, I don’t think her boyfriend is a fan of that.” Fury shook his head, he hated Jackson almost as much as Bucky did.

“Go to her house, make sure she’s okay. If that prick Jackson is the one hanging up on my calls, tell him he better prepare for an ass beating, courtesy of me.” Bucky didn’t have to be told twice to go on a search for you. He headed to the door, out to his vehicle and drove to your house, his stomach in knots the entire way there. Once he arrive, your vehicle was still in the driveway. The worry had washed away from him, but just a little bit. When he knocked on the door and you answered it, half of you hiding behind it, his worries came back. His heart was shattered, seeing a bruise forming on the side of your cheek. He was ready to kill whoever had done that to you and he had a good idea of who it was.

“Hi Buck.” You spoke softly, avoiding eyecontact with him. You felt embarrassed, having Bucky see you this way and knowing you had dealt with it for the past month silently.

“Where are those bruises from?” He asked, noticing one forming on your shoulder. His blood began to boil as he noticed the tears and fear in your eyes. You opened the door completely, inviting him inside. He looked around, noticing some broken dishes on the floor and your TV overturned into the floor. It looked an absolute wreck.

“Sorry about the mess.” You whispered so softly that Bucky almost didn’t catch what you had said. He shook his head, his heart breaking more and more as he looked at the house. He knew deep down this was Jackson. He knew that Jackson was the reason you had bruises on you and it pissed him off, it pissed him off so badly that he could kill Jackson if he walked through that door right now. Bucky was also hurt, how could someone do that to someone so precious, to someone so kind? He couldn’t wrap his head around how any man on earth could lay their hands on you and not feel instant remorse or hate themselves.

“So, are you going to tell me why it looks like this in here or should I guess?” Bucky asked as his eyes finally landed back on you. You stood with your arms crossed, looking at the chaos in your home. You shook your head, pressing back the tears in your eyes. You decided to break the tension, or at least try.

“I think you should just take a wild guess!” You smiled, hoping Bucky would at least crack a grin but it was no use. You knew that look, he was absolutely serious.

“Bucky, it’s nothing to worry about. I made him leave and he isn’t coming back. It was a fight, it ended badly that’s all. You don’t have to stay and caudle me. Just tell Nick I was sick when you got here and there was no way I could call in.” He laughed, shaking his head in disbelief that you were so calm over this situation.

“I’m not leaving till I know you’re okay.” He said, taking a seat onto the couch as you stood there, glad he stayed but also not wanting to talk about the situation anymore.

“I mean, I know you’re not okay, but jesus! What if he would have seriously injured you? If you weren’t somewhat trained by me or Natasha or even Fury he would have probably killed you.” You shook your head, Bucky was trying to help you and you knew that, but right now he was just pissing you off.

“Thanks Bucky! I never would have known that!” You exclaimed, immediately feeling bad that you were getting hateful and resentful with the only person who was even slightly concerned about you. You fell onto the couch, placing your head on his chest and feeling his metal arm wrap around you instantly.

“I’m sorry Buck, I just thought I was stronger than this.” You finally cried, feeling stupid for crying infront of Bucky. He held you tightly, making sure you knew silently that he was there.

“There’s nothing to be sorry about. You are strong, you’re strong for making him leave. You are strong for getting through this. He’s not going to hurt you again, if I have to die protecting you, it won’t ever happen again.” You heard Bucky’s heart beat pick up right after he said this. In that moment, you realized just how much Bucky meant to you. He was there, always. He never made you feel stupid or hurt you and you knew even if he did, he would use his last breathe to make it up to you. Before you knew it, your lips were on his and his arms were even tighter around you. He had dreamed of this moment, although he wasn’t sure if this kiss was out of pity or genuine love, he didn’t care. All he knew was that the woman he loved had her lips pressed against his. Lost in this moment, neither of you realized when Jackson walked in.

“You stupid fucking cheater. That’s why you told me to leave!” He screamed, face turning red and clinching his fist. You stood up and began to scream at him.

“No. No that’s not why! Don’t you see these fucking bruises? That’s why you’re gone!” He stepped closer to you and had his mouth open, getting ready to scream even more, but the moment he did Bucky sprung up from the couch and came in between the two of you.

“Shut your mouth before you end up with a knife in your neck.” Bucky hissed, Jackson stepped back just a bit. He chuckled in Bucky’s face, which only made him even more angry.

“So now you’re new boyfriend has to stand up for you?” Bucky didn’t think twice, he pulled out a knife from the holder on his side and pushed Jackson against the wall. He held the cold, sharp blade to his jugular vein, knowing he could glide the blade and kill Jackson right there. He noticed how a knot formed in his throat and sweat began dripping from his forehead.

“Alright fuck man! I’ll leave! Just please don’t kill me!” He pleaded with Bucky. Bucky laughed, he wasn’t going to kill Jackson. He knew that would tramautize you even more, but it wouldn’t hurt to keep him there for just another second.

“I just want you to know the feeling of helplessness. Doesn’t feel good to be on the other side of pain and abuse does it?” Jackson shook his head ever so slightly, making sure the blade didn’t cut him. Bucky finally pulled the knife away and put it back in his holder. Jackson said nothing else and ran out the door, getting in his car never to come back. You ran to Bucky, hugging him tightly and not wanting to let go. This was a feeling he knew he wanted to feel for as long as he lived.