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A stucky au in which Bucky is on a mission, he doesn't know he has the wrong guy, who's actually an undercover s.h.i.e.l.d agent who was in fact hired to keep an eye on Bucky 🫢

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as always, i'm looking for partners to write marvel with! i'm open to romance with or without smut, platonic, antagonistic or all of the above lol i'll list pairings i'm interested in below, if one is bolded then it means i prefer to write them, if neither are then it means i'm okay with writing either!:

bucky barnes x steve rogers (!!!!!!!!!)

bucky barnes x sam wilson

bucky barnes x john walker

bucky barnes x natasha romanoff

bucky barnes x helmut zemo (never romantic)

bucky barnes x tony stark

madelyne pryor x scott summers

madelyne pryor x alex summers

madelyne pryor x logan

madelyne pryor x erik lehnsherr

illyana rasputina x scott summers

illyana rasputina x emma frost

illyana rasputina x remy lebeau

illyana rasputina x warren worthington (angel/devil ayyy)

illyana rasputina x erik lehnsherr

peter parker x felicia hardy

felicia hardy x matt murdock

steve rogers x natasha romanoff

wanda maximoff x natasha romanoff

bruce banner x natasha romanoff

clint barton x bobbi morse

clint barton x natasha romanoff

yelena belova x kate bishop

open to more, let's talk about it!

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i'll catch up soon, work is killing me lol but also!!! i want marvel pairings pls :(

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hey! i'm currently looking for discord writing partners (though i don't mind writing on tumblr as well). i'm interested in romance/smut but fade to black is fine if that's what you're most comfortable with! i'm interested in real life, supernatural and futuristic/scifi plots. i'm also interested in some marvel pairings!

feel free to add me on discord: honeysoaked

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her eyes drink him in, search his expression, his eyes for a hint that he means it. a soft hum dies behind her lips and luciana tilts her head to the side. "you did say that. i've never been good at quitting just because something scares me, though."

⸸ open to — femmes .

″  i   told   you   it   was   dangerous   to   get   too   close.   ″

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♡ OPEN TO: m / f / nb ♡ PLOT: toxic exes who act like they hate each other but are somehow always in the other’s orbit. even if it’s only to bring destruction. ♡ MUSE: warren sinclair ( 43 , bisexual , sebastian stan )

warren's fingers curl around the other's arm and he yanks them towards himself as he steps into an empty room. "you gotta stop doing this," he hisses, the line between his brows etched deeper. "you can’t fucking keep tabs on me, you lost that right a long time ago. leave me alone."

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open to: m / f / nb plot: your muse and mine are married and the four have been close friends for years but the tension between your muse and mine is undeniable and they finally cross the line at a party when their spouses are too distracted to notice.

the  party’s  crowded  and  the  music  is  loud,  friends  and  strangers’  faces  blending  and  blurring  under  the  neon  lights  of  the  otherwise  dark  venue  as  luna  dances,  barely  aware  of  how  easily  she  gravitates  towards  her  friend,  the  lack  of  eyes  on  them  only  lowering  her  inhibitions  as  she  presses  her  back  to  their  chest,   her  body  swaying  to  the  music.    “you  never  told  me  you  were  this  good  of  a  dancer.  “

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"what's that supposed to mean?," she glares, those big blue eyes of hers finding the side of his face. had this been anyone else, tommie would've started with a thank you, or a so nice of you to give me a ride, but few people are as capable of rubbing her the wrong way as josh has been since their breakup. to an outsider, she's ungrateful - to tommie, she's justified. "ah, my hero. i could've never made it through this dark, scary night without you," she teases. taunts. she's still smiling. her cheeks hollow as she takes another drag. "what're you doing out this late?"

josh rolled his eyes, blowing out a ring of smoke himself as he drove with one hand on the steering wheel. "sure," he said, clearly not believing her. "or something else." they might have broken up three months ago, but that didn't mean he was comfortable with her walking around on her own at this time of night...or in this neighborhood. "look, i'll drive you home, make sure you get inside safe, and then you don't ever have to see me again if that's what you want. deal?"

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"you hardly scare me," he responds, his head tilting to the side in a curious angle, dark eyes briefly wandering before finding home in her own again. he doesn't respond to the rhetorical question, instead watching as she moves, the sway of her hips as she walks towards the pool. "you do realize you're trespassing, right?" despite his words, there's no real weight to them. diego lets out an amused chuckle. "oh, i have your permission to get in my pool, do i?" he sits on the edge of the lawn char, knees apart and arms resting atop as he leans forward, watching her. "maybe i'll just watch, make sure you're having a safe swim."

nathalie looked up casually from her place on the lawn chair, as if she had not just been caught trespassing in her neighbor's backyard. the young woman had been watching him for days now and since her own husband was gone more often than he was home, she was bored and feeling daring. at the moment, she was completely naked, stretched out on the lounge, readying herself for a swim in his pool. when he caught her, she sat up, looking quite unashamed. "i didn't mean to scare you," she said sweetly. "it just seemed like such a shame that no one was using this pool. would it really hurt if I put it to some use?" as she spoke, she took a step backward and then turned, stepping into the shallow end of the pool, one step at a time until she was in as deep as her shoulders. finally, she turned back to look at him. "you could join me, you know."

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he raises an eyebrow, hands sliding into his pockets as he looks her over once, humming in response and clicking his tongue. "well, looks like the wine was an overachiever," diego teases, though his expression remains serious. all he does is stare at her for a moment too long, like he's pondering on what he should do. "why don't i give you a ride home?," he suggests, glances back at the house and shrugs his shoulders, looking at kashvi again. "or you can spend the night in our guest room, drive home tomorrow morning?"

"What?" Kashvi lazily opened her eyes, glancing over at the figure standing there yelling. For a second, she was completely disoriented until the afternoon back to her. "Relax, Diego. We were having a little wine afternoon and I must have fallen asleep." Probably...Honestly, she couldn't completely remember the decision to fall asleep. His wife had gone inside to crawl into bed and Kashvi had told her she was heading home but then the sun felt too nice on her skin and here they were.

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tommie lets out a breathy laugh, lazily rolling her eyes. "sorry, i appreciate that. i'm just... not in the best mood." she wrinkles her nose, exhaling softly before bringing the cigarette to her lips, cheeks hollowing as she takes a drag, exhaling out the window before she looks over at him, the corners of her lips curving up in a small smile. "but the bar has shitty music and obnoxious people, however could we replicate that?," she jokes.

Wyatt gave her a side eyed glance for a moment before he looked away from her. He certainly hadn't expected to see her walking down the street so late into the night all by herself. And he knew it wasn't exactly safe for her to do so. He didn't know why she was so down but he could tell that she wasn't in the best of moods. He hadn't said much to her on the drive back until he heard her words which made him turn his attention towards her for a moment. He licked his lips as he watched her before he smiled softly at her words. "Maybe I was trying to be a good friend and give you a ride home from the kindness of my heart. I never said you couldn't handle yourself. At her next words he raised his brows at her for a moment before responding again. "How come ? If it's drinks you want you could have come by place. I am always down to have some drinks with you. " He said to her.

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"i was definitely not walking like a lunatic, so dramatic." she waves him off, but the corners of her lips curve upwards in amusement. her head lolls to the side against the car seat and she glances over at diego, watching him for a moment before she leans over and plucks the cigarette from his fingers. "that's bad for you," she says, as if it wasn't hers to begin with. taking another drag, tommie beams. "you had me at pizza!"

diego raised an eyebrow at his friend. "tommie, you were in the middle of the road, walking like a lunatic at night" he said matter of factly as he rolled down his own window, stealing her cigarette momentarily and taking a drag himself. "you are not going to a bar, miss, you are going to my house, we can eat pizza and you can vent about anything"

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thomasin sighs, rolling her eyes lazily, almost like she doesn't have the energy to commit to the expression. "fiancé, and yes, he's very much a dick." she pokes her tongue out to wet her lips, head lolling to the side to properly look at the man. "did you watch the whole thing?"

open to ⟼ w/nb

“your boyfriend,” the label was spoken with uncertainty, though from the looks of the verbal back and forth that occurred moments earlier, nico could only assume that he was. then again, he hadn’t had the chance to steal a look at the other's hand yet. could’ve been their husband. maybe even an ex. regardless, it didn’t stop him from chiming in with his two cents, “is a fucking dick.”

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♡  OPEN TO:  m / f / nb ♡  PLOT:  tommie had a particularly crappy day and your muse gave her a ride after finding her walking down the street alone at night - could lead to anything. ♡  CONNECTIONS:  an ex, a friend's s/o, a friend, an enemy, a stranger, anything! ♡  MUSE:  thomasin rhodes  ( 26 , bisexual , sydney sweeney )

“  i  was  doing  just  fine,  you  know,  “  tommie  insists,  rolling  the  window  down  and  placing  a  cigarette  between  her  lips,  lighting  it  before  pocketing  the  lighter.   “  i’m  not  a  damsel  in  distress  and  i  don’t  need  saving,  i  could’ve  walked.  “   cheeks  hollow  as  she  takes  a  drag,  holding  the  smoke  in  and  letting  it  soothe  her  nerves  before  blowing  it  out  the  window.   “  i  was  probably  about  to  get  into  the  nearest  bar,  anyway.  “

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♡  OPEN TO:  m / f  / nb ♡  CONNECTION:  neighbor, spouse’s friend, ex, anything! ♡  MUSE:  diego torres (test muse)

the  pool  light  was  on,  that  was  the  first  thing  diego  noticed  as  he  stood  by  the  kitchen  sink  and  he  knew  for  a  fact  that  he  hadn’t  left  it  on.  a  frown  formed  on  his  features  as  he  slowly  made  his  way  out  to  the  back  of  the  house,  moonlight  reflecting  on  the  large  pool  and,  just  as  he  reached  for  the  light,  he  spotted  a  figure  laying  on  the  pool  chaise.    “  jesus  fuckin’  christ,  you  scared  me  half  to  death.  you  can’t  be  here  like  this,  what  are  you  doing?!  “

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hiya. my name is kelz, my pronouns are she/her and i’m twenty-nine years old. this is my indie blog where you can find a few of my original characters (list currently under construction) as well as the occasional canon character. i write here and on discord, but i’m a bit slow either way so i ask not to be poked as i do realize how long it takes me to reply at times. if that bothers you, please search for writing partners elsewhere as this is a hobby to me and i only write when the muse strikes. i am also married and have other real life responsibilities, all of which come first to rp. otherwise, i’d love to write with you all!

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crovnprince​   ⁽    ˚    ♡    ˎˊ˗     erik murphy.  ​

he hadn’t intended to piss her off with his words so when she started storming off, erik couldn’t help himself but chase after her. “you know that’s not what i meant, luna.” he tries correcting things. a hand running through his hair as footsteps rushed behind her own. “can you come back, please? it’s late… where are you going?” his questions would echo across the hallway as he reached for her wrist, pulling the other back as ocean eyes met with her own. “ “please. please. don’t cause a scene.” maybe deep down he did feel that way about her; that her boredom with him was what let to their downfall, but he knew she wasn’t the only one at fault here. maybe he wasn’t that good in bed, maybe he wasn’t giving her enough attention, enough love – god knows what it was at this point, but he knows she wasn’t the only one at fault even if deep down he felt that way. “you’re not the villain alright? i was… i wasn’t a good husband.” but god knows he was. he wasn’t the one who suggested bringing a third party in. “but you know we can’t just go back to being the two of us after all of that. we’ve both seen things we shouldn’t have seen as a married couple… how can you expect us to go back to what we were?” his brow raised at the other as a soft sigh slipped his lip. “i ask myself that everyday and i… i don’t know. i don’t have an answer but i’m not blaming this on you.” or so he thinks he isn’t.

luna kept walking with all the determination she could muster, her eyebrows pulled together in a frown and her attention everywhere and nowhere at once until her husband’s hand around her wrist caused her to stop. eyes fell shut and luna let out a shaky breath as she slowly turned around to face him, dark hair brushing against her shoulder as head tilted to the side and she looked into erik’s eyes.  “i’m not causing a scene, erik, i’m frustrated.”  and she was. but she was also sad. sad because they had something good, they had something beautiful and it’d been ruined by her, by them... but mostly her. she pulled her wrist free from his grasp gently before placing an equally gentle hand on his bicep, thumb circling the familiar skin there, gaze dropping to follow her own finger’s movements with a slight shake of her head.  “what are you saying?”  she whispered and she knew he was right. as much as she wished they could erase all that had destroyed them and go back to the beginning, they couldn’t.  “do you not want to be with me anymore?”