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Taking Requests!

I will be taking requests for the following:

Pretty Little Liars

Gossip Girl

The Originals

Prison Break

Celebrities

Teen Wolf

The Avengers

Any others, please message and ask 😊

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You had stormed out of the courtroom once the prosecutor had gotten all they needed out of Jason. The girls hadn’t even noticed you’d left, clearly in too much shock themselves.

How did this happen? You questioned in your mind. Was things with A really so bad, that you had been distracted from Jason and he had gone looking elsewhere? With Hanna’s mom?

You couldn’t contain your tears and once you were out of sight of the few people loitering around, you let them fall. Sobs escaped your mouth as you tried to come to terms with what you’d just discovered— but you were only certain of one thing, you felt destroyed.

The court had adjourned not long after and Jason sought you out instantly, wrong move on his part.

“Y/n, please listen to me.” He pleaded with you, not liking the state you were in.

“Don’t,” you told him, “Don’t think you can come and apologise and make this all ok. There is nothing you can say that will make me feel any better. Do you even know how humiliated I feel?” You questioned, your voice scratchy and full of emotion.

“I know—” he started but you cut him off, “No, you don’t know. You will never know because I’ve always been nothing but loyal to you.” You sobbed out.

“What the hell was all that?” Spencer questioned, coming to your aid and putting her arm around you, “Did you really sleep with Hanna’s mom?” She emphasised the last word, finding it all so weird.

Jason sighed, “It’s none of your business, Spencer. It’s nobodies business. Now would you please let me speak with my girlfriend in private?”

Spencer scoffed, “Me and y/n are leaving, now.”

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“I swear to you, I will end them. I will end them all, and anyone they've ever cared about.” The hybrid threatened upon seeing the marks they had left upon you. “Klaus, please.” You tried to reason with him, you didn't want him to start an unnecessary war with The Strix. They had kidnapped, tortured and broke you, as a person— yet you still, didn't want Klaus to go to war with them, that's just the type of person you are. “I will not let them get away with this!” He shouted, you involuntarily flinched at his voice, The Strix really did a number on you. Noticing you flinch, the hybrids face fell, taking a step towards you— he took your hand in his. “I just want to be with you, not left here while you plot everyone's downfall, please, Klaus.” No more words for needed, for he took you into his arms, and refused to let go, the fear of losing you again, being too strong.

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“Sleeping beauty is finally awakening,” Tony announced- the nurses and doctors in the room left, Phil Coulson moved to the edge of the room. SHIELD had thought it would be easier for you to see Tony when you woke up, seeing as you had been engaged to Howard Stark before you and Steve 'died'. As you opened your eyes, you were aware of how cold you were, every bone in your body felt absolutely freezing. You didn't know how long you had been out, but everything felt.. Different. Someone came into your line of vision and you couldn't help the joy that started to fill within your veins, “Howard?” Your voice was strained, talking felt foreign to you. “Oh boy.” The man said, “Not quite Howard. Funny story, you've been frozen in ice for 70 years.” You started to panic, surely this man was lying? But if he wasn't Howard, who was he? Thoughts started to race through your head at fast pace, and before you passed out once again- you distinctly heard the man who looked exactly like your fiancé mutter to himself. “Now I know where I got my amazing taste in women from, thanks dad.”

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Could I pretty please request a Bucky or Steve? Where he finds the readers tattoo? And fluff? Thank you so much!!

It's done! Hope it's what you were expecting ☺️

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TAKING REQUESTS FOR:

Avengers 

Teen Wolf

The Originals

The Vampire Diaries

Pretty Little Liars

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He Finds Your Tattoo

Requested by: @1dhomeskillet12 ‘Could I pretty please request a Bucky or Steve? Where he finds the readers tattoo? And fluff? Thank you so much!!’

A/N: I done Steve for you, as I haven’t done him yet! Hope you like it! -Meg

Considering you and Steve came from completely different era’s, your relationship worked out quite wonderfully- you were like two pieces of a jigsaw puzzle that had been pieced together right at the very end. You couldn’t be happier.

You loved to tease him, especially when he acted like a 12 year old boy- blushing and all. Like right now, you were currently straddling the super soldier who as always, looked completely flustered. “So, Tony said ‘shit’ and you literally replied like a grandpa?” You questioned, trying not to laugh, Steve closed his eyes in annoyance. “It just slipped out,” He replied. “Stark told you to, I’m guessing?” You just smirked. “Nah, Clint told me.” “Is anyone ever going to let that go?” “Probably not, soldier.” You smirked, you knew he secretly loved it when you called him soldier, even though he would never admit it. The v neck t-shirt of Steves that you were wearing slipped off of your shoulder, exposing your collarbone to him. His eyes widened, and suddenly you remembered what was on your collar bone. “Is that a tattoo?” He questioned, you nodded in reply. He reached his hand up to where the angel wing rested just underneath your collar bone, “Why have I only just seen this?” “Usually wear tops that cover it, or cover it with makeup.” “Why would you cover it?” You looked down, playing with the hem of the t-shirt that had given up the ink you had. Looking back up to Steve, you explained, “Steve, we come from different times. I’m pretty sure women back then didn’t have tattoos. I didn’t want it to put you off,” Your voice was quiet and you sounded like a scared little girl. Truth be told, it was a genuine issue, you really were scared that Steve would be put off. “Y/N. I am with you, because I love you. I don’t want a woman like the ones from my time, because that is in the past. What matters is now, me and you, the present.” You leant forward so that you were laying your head on his chest, his fingers still traced over the tattoo that was no longer in view- and then he said something that made you think that Steve Rogers wasn’t as innocent as he made out to be. “Is it bad that I think it’s…” He paused, looking for the right word, “Sexy?”

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Clint Takes You To Your First Carnival

Requested by @arfrona:  ‘Hello! Can I please have a Clint Barton imagine please? Where the reader has been captured by Hydra at a very young age and Clint rescues her. He ends up falling in love with her and brings her to a carnival for the first time. :) thank you for your time ! :)’

A/N: I hope you like it! Please let me know if it’s not what you were hoping for or if you would like any changes. Feedback is greatly appreciated! 

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Adjusting to the real world had been a struggle for you, spending all of your childhood in a confined cell didn’t prepare you for the outside world. Then again, you never thought you would see anything other than those four walls. It wasn’t until the Avengers raided the base you were being held at that you started to feel hope, for the first time ever- and when Clint Barton rescued you, that hope only grew. 

HYDRA Base - Romania 6 Months ago: 

The alarms going off woke you from your slumber, you were tired and worn out. It took a while for you to actually register that the alarms going off meant one thing, something was happening.

“Intruder alert, its the Avengers! Clear out!” You heard echo through the corridors, who the hell were the Avengers? You thought to yourself. 

Testing the waters, you walked over to the door, and to your surprise and sheer luck, it was unlocked. 

People were running in every direction, gathering up as much as they can so they could leave as little as possible behind. Slipping out of the room, you rushed down the corridor that most of the people were running down, hope was brewing within you at the thought of being free. 

That thought was short lived, as you were grabbed by one of the doctors that you saw on a daily basis, “Just where, do you think you’re going?” 

Quickly, you tried to run in the opposite direction but he had already grabbed a hold of your arm, dragging you towards an exit. Just before he pulled you outside, an arrow embedded itself into the Doctors chest. You gasped, jumping back and preparing to run, but someone had blocked your way. 

“Hey, hey. I’m not going to hurt you, I want to help. I can get you out of here, you’ve just gotta trust me. Okay?” Looking up at the unknown man, you could tell he was the one who shot the arrow. 

He was extremely good looking, you couldn’t decipher if it was because he was the only actually attractive person you had ever laid your eyes on. Everyone at HYDRA was severely lacking in the looks department. 

“O-okay.” You didn’t really trust your voice, you wanted to trust him, his eyes showed you could. They weren’t like the cold, caculating eyes of the HYDRA agents you had become accustomed to. 

“What’s your name?” He asked as he led you out of the building, you could see some kind of airplane not far ahead, you guessed that’s where you were head. 

“Y/N, my names Y/N.“

“Nice to meet you Y/N, I’m Clint. You’re safe now, I promise.”

And you knew, you were safe with him. 

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It had been six months since the day you were rescued and you had spent nearly every moment by Clint’s side, apart from when he was on missions of course. He helped you adjust to life out of imprisonment, comforted you when the plague of nightmares hit, helped you catch up on things you missed and made you feel wanted. For the first time in your life, you felt wanted. 

You’d be lying if you said you hasn’t developed some kind of feelings for the archer, but you would never admit it, you were far too scared of rejection to admit something like that. 

“Get ready, something warm, we’re going out.” He announced when he had returned from his latest mission, when he wasn’t around, you were kind of a slob. 

“Where are we going?” You questioned as you stood, he just grinned at you, that oh so infectious grin that you had become accustomed to. 

“Just get ready, ya loser.” He gave you a push in the direction of your bedroom, letting his hand linger on the small of your back. You ignored the tingling feeling that erupted in your stomach and the goosebumps that littered your skin. 

“Okay pushy.”

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Clint Barton had blindfolded you. 

You had been in the car for around 40 minutes- you had counted, and still, he hadn’t given you the slightest clue as to where you’re going. 

“Please tell me where we’re going?” 

“No, Y/N.”

“If you don’t tell me, I’ll tell Tony that you spend your free time watching Katniss Everdeen videos.”

“I’m going to ignore that threat, we are here anyway.”

He led you out of the car, still not taking off the blindfold. You walked for about 5 minutes before you stopped, you could hear loud music and your nose was filling with many different scents of different foods. 

It took you a few seconds to adjust to the bright lights once Clint took off the blindfold, and what you saw had you in awe. This was one of the many things that you hadn’t yet experienced, but had seen online. 

“Is this a carnival?”

Clint looked nervous, something that was rare for the assassin. 

“You’ve been saying you wanted to go to one for months. So I thought, why not?” You beamed at him, instantly wrapping your arms around him, engulfing him in a hug which he returned. 

You stood hugging for a while, all the while you were murmuring, “I love it. Thank you so much.”

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You spent the night going on rides, playing games- which Clint has obviously won everyone because of his damn perfect aim, but it came in handy because he won you a gigantic teddy; ate food, and you were yet again reminded why you had developed feelings for him. He was everything you ever wanted. 

It was when you got back to the Avengers tower that things changed. 

You had came to a stop outside your bedroom, Clint lent against the wall, arms crossed and smiling at you. 

“What?” You asked, confused as to why he was just smiling at you. 

“I’ve just realised something,” you raised a brow, silently telling him to continue, “I’ve not been sure of anything for a while, whether I’ll survive with all these aliens that just seem to crawl out of every hellhole in the universe, whether I’m good enough to still be in this team. So many things I’ve been uncertain of, except you. You’re the only thing I’ve been sure about in a long time, Y/N.” 

“So what are you saying?”

“I love you, Y/N,” he paused, “flaws and all, you’ve had a rough life, but rescuing you that night was the best damn thing I’ve ever done in my life.”

He took a step towards you, and you didn’t move an inch, welcoming him to do whatever he wished. 

His lips were inches away from yours when you heard a loud shout, 

“YOU WENT TO A CARNIVAL, WITHOUT ME?”

‘Tony Stark, congratulations on your ability to have the worst timing in the world’-  you thought to yourself. 

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“Bucky, you know me. It's me, Y/N,” you paused, the tears streaming down your face. “You don't have to do this. I promise, this isn't you.”

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BUCKY BARNES ONE SHOT:

You and Bucky had met months ago, when he broke into your apartment in search of medical supplies. It was then on that you learned you had one common enemy, HYDRA.

So together, you started taking down HYDRA bases one by one, you were a strange team, completely polar opposites. But it worked.

The latest HYDRA base had been heavily guarded, more so than the rest. You had quite a lot of injuries by the time you left, barely being able to walk on your own.

It was when you were back at the temporary apartment that you realised how hurt you really were.

“Fuck!” You half whispered, half shouted to yourself. You had tried to step over the tub to use the shower function, but as you lifted your leg, a searing pain shot up your side.

“Y/N?“ Bucky questioned, he wasn’t very accustomed to the way things worked in this day and age. He didn’t see anything wrong with him just walking in on you, naked.

Grabbing the towel nearest to you, you attempted to cover yourself up, “I’m fine, just a little bit of pain.”

“You’re lying.”

“No I’m not.”

He rolled his eyes and walked towards the tub, turning on the shower, then turning to you. He took the towel out of your hands, and gently lifted you directly under the shower head.

You tried to pull the curtain across to cover yourself, but you couldn’t, he sighed.  

“If you can’t close to curtain, how are you meant to do anything else while you’re in there?”

You simply shrugged, expecting him to leave you to it.

Sighing once again, Bucky reached down to the hem of his shirt and pulled it over his head.

“What are you-“ before you could even finish your sentence, he was standing in front of you. It took everything in you not to drool right there.

“You should’ve told me sooner than you were hurt.”

“I didn’t realise you cared.”

And there was the silence, this was a conversation you found yourself having with him an awful lot. He acted like he cared but never actually admitted it.

“You know I’m not good with.. Feelings. But I- I care for you.” His voice was small, and not at all like his usual commanding tone, you had to stop yourself from grinning like an idiot.

Taking a cautious step towards him, careful not to startle him like you have done before, you gently wrapped your arms around his chest. It took a few seconds for him to react, but he wrapped his arms around you too. The coldness of his metal arm being a cool contrast to the warmth currently engulfing the bathroom.  

And with your head resting on his shoulder, his fingers running through your hair, the shower water cascading over the two of you- you knew.

He cared.