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Ah, I see. Thank you for your honesty. Please, take as much as you need. There will be enough for everyone.

A change of scenery. Simple, but marvelous.

A glimpse into your future, for you brave souls! (Divination is tricky business, tread carefully my dear!)

Knowledge from the universe, eh? Perhaps this will be of interest to you.

Rest for the weary, right this way. It's a personal favourite of mine.

A home-cooked meal you say? I like how you think! A labour of love worth savoring (and sharing with friends!)

For something to pass the time, try looking here, or if that doesn't hit the spot, here.

Seeking adventure to a far-off place? I know a way to get you there.

✨

I hope you found what you were looking for!

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NEW FIC

Summer Storms B.B.

summary/request: after a day of training with Sam, the three of you decide to make a movie night. Maybe this is finally the night, when the Bucky and you finally admit your feelings for each other.

pairing: gn!reader x bucky, sam wilson x reader (platonic!)

word count: 1976

warnings: stalker, talks of sexual harassment, bucky saving the day, Sam being annoying (lovingly), angst, mutual pining

author's note: this is the first time I have written in a while, but I am happy to be back :)

Do you like what you read? Consider a reblog or even sending me a request!

The sun was setting, painting the old wooden house in a mysterious yellow and orange shimmer. You were sitting outside, on a very comfortable bench, which Sam had decorated with many cozy pillows. Even though he said it was only for decorating purposes, they all knew he took naps on there when nobody was looking.

Cuddled up with you was a bear-like puppy. The dark brown newfoundland dog was called  Plato, and originally supposed to be the emotional support dog for Bucky. Steve got Plato for Bucky shortly before he left to return the stones. But now Plato has become *everybody’s* best friend. Bucky has struggled quite a bit since his best friend grew old without him. Of course he knew that Steve was going to do what he did and he only wished the best for his old friend, but it still hurt him. So his two other friends, that included Sam and you, decided to give the old man a little break. So they all together bought a house with the money Tony had left them. Because even though Bucky would have never thought Tony would forgive him, but he did. He realised that it wasn’t Bucky who killed his parents, but the Hydra’s most effective, and brainwashed killer machine. The house they bought was located in the middle of a glade in the same woods Pepper and Morgan lived, surrounded by abnormally high deciduous trees. They gave the whole scenery a light and peaceful feeling. The glade was huge, and directly opposite the house was a wide brook. From the porch you could directly see the guy’s training area; some of the trees were marked with targets, others had horizontal cuts in them, and sometimes it had both. And what did they come from? Captain’s shield of course. Ever since Steve passed it to Sam, the Falcon has been training with hit; jumping and flipping around, throwing the shield at everything that wasn’t nailed down or alive. A bang and a loud, not very manly scream erupted you from your daydreams and your and Plato’s heads shot up.

“You almost decapitated me, Wilson! Stop laughing, this isn’t funny!” You let out a giggle. They were both standing in the training area and apparently one of Sam’s tosses had gone into the wrong direction. Or he just wanted to scare Bucky. Either way it was funny to look at. Still grumbling Bucky fought his way out of the bush he jumped into out of shock. He ripped the shield out of the log, but as soon as he playfully threw it at the still laughing Sam, a loud thunder was heard in the distance. Sam rolled around in the grass, laughing his ass off. Bucky sighed, shook his head and slowly walked away to join you on the veranda. He dropped himself next to you, petting the huge head of his dog, which has planted himself on your lap.

 “How are you today Buck?”, you asked quietly, giving him a little bit of a worried look.

“I’m okay, thank you.” He gave an examining look back. “What about you, sweetheart?” He knew you struggled with the loss of Steve too. But what he didn’t knew was, that you were very, very happy and grateful about the fact, that he stayed with you. And Sam, of course. Because slowly you started feeling things. Things you pushed away when he saved you in Bukarest. You were alone on vacation, working in a shelter and helping the people around you as much as you can. But not everyone had that much respect for you. So after a few weeks of working and staying in Romania, you realised you had a few admirer. And most of them backed away, after you told them you weren’t looking for love, except one. A middle-aged man started stalking you, writing you messages from unknown numbers, taking photos of you, making you paranoid and scared. But you didn’t know Bucky until the stranger decided to jump into action, drag you into a dark alley and push you against the wall. Bucky must’ve heard your muffled screams, and even though he wasn’t completely himself just jet, he realised something was wrong and with only one, well calculated and hard punch with his metal arm, the guy was unconscious. Bucky helped you up, carried your shaking form into his very sparsely furnished apartment and wrapped you up every blanket and fabric he found. And with every I mean his two sleeping blankets and his jacket. And the only thing that stopped him from tearing the curtains down and rolling you up in them too, was you assuring him you were ok. Physically, at least.

“I’m ok too. What do you think, will it be raining later? The clouds are getting really dark over there.”

,,Does that mean...movie night?”

You giggled and nodded.

,,Then yes, I think it will definitely rain.” He smiled and got up again.

“Let‘s prepare some snacks!”, he said and walked inside, clearly very excited. He loved watching new movies. The „today” movies were so different from the 30‘s and 40‘s. And since he didn‘t really get to experience the wonders of the modern day, because he first was a brainwashed assassin, and after he got rid of all the hydra stuff in his head he was turned into dust. And that was the reason the movies had to be picked out carefully. Some of the stuff brought back unwanted memories, and with the memories came the nightmares. But the *real* reason for his movie love, was the fact that he got to cuddle with you and Plato. Because even though Sam was constantly teasing and asking him about it, he didn‘t want to see the truth: he was madly in love with you. At first he thought it was just some wild crush, because you were always there after his nightmares, comforting him, and giving him that warm feeling in the pit of his stomach. And he was terriferd to see the truth. These are feelings he hasn’t felt since the 1930‘s. And you probably didn‘t see him the same, right? You could only see the assassin, the killer and not the broken man underneath the armor and behind the guns, the vulnerable boy who just lost his best friend. ...right?

God, he couldn‘t have been more wrong. You *loved* him. And you were 100% sure about it. But you too were too scared to make a move. You weren‘t a hero, just a normal human being. No super-serum, no special weapon skills, no chance to defend yourself against the bad guys. Why would he want someone like you? Someone he always had to look after? Loud steps ripped you from your daydreams.

„Who are you thinking about, doll? No no, let me guess. Does he have blue eyes, new, short hair and maybe a vibranium arm? “, Sam asked with a knowing smile. He knew from the start the two of you liked each other. Ever since he saw the way you looked at each other when you were in Wakanda.

“I would describe his eyes more as mixture between storm grey and pistachio green than blue. But yes.”

“And you are 100% sure you don’t even want to try and ask him out? You know the worst thing he can say is no.”

His words almost made you let out a chuckle. ”You know Sam, that might be the worst thing you have ever said to me. And when we first met you questioned me almost an hour about what my intentions with Bucky were.”

“And? I just wanted to know how you were going to kill him?” “What, no-” “Oh come on. There is absolutely no way you would have wanted to hang out with him, without wanting to kill him immediately after meeting him.” He shrugged and laughed. Everybody was aware of how much he did NOT like Bucky when he first met him, and since you two kind of came as a two-pack, Sam did not take a liking to you either. At first, at least. Steve kind of forcing you all to be around each other did wonders. Maybe he should have become a therapist instead of an Avenger.

“You should make a move.”

“I don’t think he-”

“Are the three of you finally coming inside? I already chose a movie and prepared some snacks!”

“Wait, he gets to choose the movie AGAIN?!”

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The four of you were finally comfortably splayed out on the big couch. Plato was in middle, dividing you and Bucky from Sam, who was on the other end and kept shooting glances at you, which you neatly ignored. Much to your own dislike, Buck had chosen a horror movie. God how you hated those. They made you feel so paranoid und unsafe, even with two super soldiers by your side. Another one of those jumpscares ripped you out of your daydreams. The loud sound, combined with the freaky looking girl seemingly jumping out of the screen made you screech while leaping into Bucky‘s arms. Sam and Bucky laughed at your scared state of being pressed between Bucky’s broad chest and the arm of the sofa, but they quickly concentrated on the movie again. You did not.

Bucky didn’t even seem to realise the position the two of you were in, but your own heart felt like it was going to jump out of your chest with how strong it was beating. Scared he might realise the close proximity you two were in, you started an attempt to get up- and failed miserably. He had quickly grabbed your waist and pulled you back down. Suprise and confusion spread across your face.

“Bucky..?”

As a result to his unexpected move your mind started racing. Was Sam right? Did Bucky really care for something more than friendship? Did he also lay awake at night thinking what could be?

“Are you not comfortable, darling?” He looked almost concerned, but rather quickly he realised you were quiet happy to be seated in his lap. What was this sudden behaviour? Slightly confused you leant back into him. Sam’s presence was ignored up until that point, but the more Bucky and you sank into your own world of flirtatious wonder, the more noise and shifting he had to to. He was getting annoying. And frankly, he was getting annoyed by you. The TV had become background noise and thus none of you realized the movie had ended. Now, a comfortable silence laid over the three (four if you count Plato). But Sam still did not seem to be happy having been ignored for the most of the movie.

“I will leave you two lovebirds alone now, please keep it down. Or atleast try.” He calmly up the stairs and gave you two a wink before he disapeared ointo the darkness of the upper floor. “Come on Pluto! They seem to need some space!” Almost a bit sad to see the young dog vanish up the stairs as well. Not spending the night cuddled up with Pluto in front of the TV on a stormy night seemed to be such a waste. But considering your current sitution, there seemed to be another teddybear pressed to your back which seems to need the love just as much. So you carefully turned in his lap and looked into his eyes.

His eyes seemed to pierce through yours, trying so hard to understand why you were trying to leave just a minute ago, considering how much you seemed to enjoy his company now. The rain was now pouring outside, occasionally interrupted by the deep growl of thunder. The longer you looked into his eyes, the more you got lost in them. Even after the torture, pain and agony he had been through in all those years, there was still a spark. And you realized, that spark only burned and glowed for you..

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NEW BLOG JUST DROPPED GO CHECK IT OUT :D

WELCOME :)

Hello :) My name is Diana, and I have recently picked up writing again, so if you have any requests just go ahead and ask me for something :D

Here’s a list of all the people I will write for. Please keep in mind that my interests change, but should this happen I will update this list as soon as possible :)

I will mostly write

·       fluff

·       angst

·       headcanons

I will most likely NOT write smut, but some spicier stuff would be welcome ;)

DSMP/MCYT:

·       c!cc!Dream

·       c!cc!Sapnap

·       c!cc!George

·       c!cc!Karl

·       c!cc!Sam

·       c!cc!Punz

·       c!cc!Foolish

·       c!cc!Nihachu

·       c!Wilbur

·       c!cc!Ranboo (platonic!)

STAR WARS

·       Obi-Wan

·       Anakin

·       Di Djarin

·       Cal Kestis (the fallen order)

FORMULA 1

·       Charles Leclerc

·       Carlos Sainz

·       Max Verstappen

·       Lewis Hamilton

·       Pierre Gasly

·       Yuki Tsunoda

·       Daniel Ricciardo

·       Zhou Guanyu

·       Mick Schumacher

STRANGER THINGS

·       Steve Harrington

·       Eddie Munson

·       Robin Buckley

MARVEL CINEMATIC UNIVERSE

·       Steven Rogers

·       Bucky Barnes

·       Natasha Romanoff

·       Yelena Belova

·       Wanda

·       Quicksilver

·       Peggy Carter

·       Howard Stark

·       Baron Zemo

·       Shuri

·       T’Challa

·       Shang-Chi

·       Thor Odinson

·       Loki Laufeyson

·       Heimdall

·       Valkyrie

·       ALL SPIDERMEN

·       Moon Knight

·       Leyla El-Faouly

·       Matt Murdock

·       Frank Castle

·       Karen Page

·       Billy Russo

SUPERNATURAL

·       Dean Winchester

·       Sam Winchester

·       Jack

·       Gabriel

·       Charlie Bradbury

These are all the fandoms I can currently think of, but if you want to request someone who isn’t on this list: please don’t hesitate to do so!!

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NEW BLOG: witchfaroo

Ok soooo...I'm back. Kind of, at least. This is the first time I’m going to write in like 2 years and I do feel a little bit out of practice haha, but school has been... stressful to say the least. I have also gotten into some new (hyper-(?)) fixations so I am going to make a list of all the new people (?) I'm going to write for.

I WOULD ALSO LOVE TO WORK ON SOME REQUESTS ON MY NEW ACCOUNT, please do not be afraid to ask me something :)

@witchfaroo

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This is why I don’t tell 99% people im bisexual

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Thanks so much for the positive feedback!😊 I am really happy, my writing can bring you at least some joy in these times! I’d really love to write more, but I don’t have the ideas very often sooo: go and make some requests for me! Oh, and by the way: I also write for Marvel now! Have a great day! ❤️

-Diana

Quarantine Loving// L.H.

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A/N:

Yes, I know, wayyyy too late. But I have been under a lot of stress lately, but I am glad to say, that I am doing quite a bit better! So if you have any request: I‘d gladly write something for you. So talk to me! I really like this one. Didn’t exactly come out as requested, but I hope this is ok too! Let me know.❤️

All the mistakes are made by me! Apologies in advance.

I’d really like to hear about your opinion, so tell me what you think!

Want to be tagged? Tell me and I’d love to start a taglist.

Warnings: FLUUUUFFFF (and kissing? Idk)

Wordcount: 1’400

Request by Anon: Can I request some luke fluff please? Maybe you guys in quarantine making tik toks together to send to your friends. Trying to teach him dances in between watching movies, eating, and making out. And of course cuddling with petunia 🥺 thank you!!

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So far you had been enjoying quarantine quite a bit. Of course, you still had to do *some* work, and that means home office, but doing some of that work on your boyfriends lap, with your favourite dog at your feet, felt really good.

Luke and you didn’t have that much time for each other in ages, him being otherwise occupied with the new tour and album, and you caring (most of the time, at least) for Petunia and working as well. Cuddling up on the soft couch, with Luke, or/ and Petunia, on top of you, them softly snoring and you reading a book was your favourite thing to do. But seeing Luke doing some crazy stuff on the guitar or piano was almost equally enjoyable. So it came, that after you had been woken by a ,,old me’’ guitar cover of his, you were standing in the doorway, watching in awe as the blonde-haired angel’s fingers danced over the instrument, creating the most beautiful sounds you have ever heard.

,,You are finally awake huh?“, the soft voice asked, and he let out a small chuckle, as you slightly jumped, being ripped out of your daydreams. Luke gave you a ravishing smile, that sadly faded as soon as realisation hit him.

,,Did I wake you up?“ A tiny frown forming on his forehead. ,,You look gorgeous, by the way“, he quickly added, as soon as his eyes took in your form, covered in one of his shirts, with no pants on and hair left open, softly falling onto your shoulder.

,,Yes, you did. And thank you. I can only give that compliment back“, you said with slight smirk on your lips, pointing to his newly bleached hair. He let out a laugh, making your heart ache with all the love you had for this man. You really, and truly loved him. His chaotic and creative self, being able to make laugh even on your toughest days. And you really hoped that he felt the same, cause talking about your feelings wasn‘t exactly easy for you. But your wonderful and handsome boyfriend made it a lot easier. You know he deeply cared about the way you felt, and the way he made you feel.

,,Did you already eat breakfast?“, he asked, putting the guitar onto the couch, standing up and pulling you into a breathtaking kiss. Giggling you wrapped your arms around his neck and pressed your lips against his. Breaking the kiss, still letting your arms linger where they are, you said, a happy grin lighting up your face:

,,Luke, it‘s almost eleven o‘clock, it‘s soon time for lunch.“

,,Okay, well...then let‘s get you something to eat. I don‘t want you to starve“, he stated, letting you go and hurried into the kitchen, Petunia waddling behind him. Smiling you followed him, leaning against the doorway to the kitchen, as he started to get everything ready he needed to make scrambled eggs. Walking over to the music station you connected your phone with it and started to play your playlist, which you have named so tenderly ,,The blonde idiot and the dancing dog“. It made you laugh every time you look at it, or add a song. It was the playlist you shared with Luke, putting both of your favourite songs onto it. Even though you put it on shuffle, you were surprised as a slow, but happy song came on. You didn’t realise you added it to the playlist. Turning around you took a closer look at your boyfriend. He was wearing a simple white shirt that made his biceps and back look amazing and grey, very comfortable looking trousers. Feeling me staring holes into his shirt he turned around with a smirk plastered on his lips.

,,What are you staring at, love?“

,,Only you, handsome“, you laughed and took a step closer to him. Smiling at your answer he wrapped his arms around you and pulled you into a tight hug.

,,I love you“, he whispered.

,,I love you too.“ Feeling overwhelmed with the love you suddenly felt. Finally realising what song was playing, Luke started to softly swing to the slow chords of the guitar, one step at the time The hug, which felt like forever, not that you were complaining, ended. Luke slowly moved his hands onto your waist and let them linger there losely for a short while. Smiling at you, he gripped you a little harder, pulling you in again. Now spinning a bit faster, you two danced out of the kitchen, the tall blonde crashing into the doorframe, making the both of you break into a fit of giggles. Hugging him tighter, you moved through the living room, around the black couch with the blue pillows, over the plushy white carpet and bumping into the little black wooden stool Luke bought for...literally no actual reason. The little accident had you both lying on the floor, almost dying with laughter. The music was forgotten. For a short moment you closed your teary eyes, trying to calm yourself down just a little bit, because slowly your tummy started to hurt. A loud groan made you jump up, only then realising Petunia wanted to join the fun too, and had jumped directly into his crotch, which probably caused the painful sound. The heavy dog was now all over your boyfriend with licking his face. Luke tried to free himself, unsuccessfully, I have to say, but he still couldn’t help but to laugh again at the bizarre situation the three of you were in. Both splayed out on the comfortable carpet, Petunia freaking out and jumping all over the place, especially over Luke. But the happy and thoughtless moment was disturbed with you blowing your nose and taking in a strong, and not very appetizing smell.

,,What‘s that smell, Luke?“

,,Oh no, the scrambled eggs!“ He shoved Petunia off him, the dog letting out a disaproving grunt, and stormed into the kitchen. It was a typical thing for him to do, starting to cook something, forgetting he wanted to make food, and then burning the hell out of it. Slightly giggling you patted Petunia on her head and then following your boyfriend into the kitchen. Luke had his back turned to you, but as soon as he heard you coming, he turned around, in his hand a pan. He gave you a sad look and pouted, as you let out a long laugh, finally realising that the charcoal looking thing in the pan was *supposed* to be your lunch. Still laughing you came closer to him, taking the not-so-scrambled-eggs out of his hands and putting them into the trashcan.

,,I think I‘m going to order a pizza, do you want one too, Luke?“

He pouted again and said: „But I wanted to make you breakfast! And I screwed it up like I always do.“

„No, no baby, you didn‘t. I mean, yes, the scrambled eggs are off the menu, but I really appreciate the effort and care you put in for me. I love you very much, you know that right?“

He grinned happily and wrapped his strong arms around you.

,,I love you too, baby. I think pizza is a great idea, what about watching some Netflix while eating?“ You gave him a approving look and nodded.

,,Alright, I‘m going to get my phone and order something, what kind of-‘‘

,,Oh, no, Luke. You are going to clean up this mess first, I am the one who‘s going to make the order“, you said, while giving him a cheeky smile and walking out of the kitchen, back into the living room.

He watched as you walked away, a loving and happy smile plastering his lips. His hand found its way into the right pocket of his pants, taking the small, velvety box between his fingers.* I‘m going to make you mine forever*, he thought.

,,Luke? Come on, I wanna cuddle with you before the pizza arrives!“

Sighing, he turned around again, taking the sponge in his hand and started to clean the ruined pan. God, he loved you so much. He was on his knees for you, *literally*.

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Quarantine Loving// L.H.

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A/N:

Yes, I know, wayyyy too late. But I have been under a lot of stress lately, but I am glad to say, that I am doing quite a bit better! So if you have any request: I‘d gladly write something for you. So talk to me! I really like this one. Didn’t exactly come out as requested, but I hope this is ok too! Let me know.❤️

All the mistakes are made by me! Apologies in advance.

I’d really like to hear about your opinion, so tell me what you think!

Want to be tagged? Tell me and I’d love to start a taglist.

Warnings: FLUUUUFFFF (and kissing? Idk)

Wordcount: 1’400

Request by Anon: Can I request some luke fluff please? Maybe you guys in quarantine making tik toks together to send to your friends. Trying to teach him dances in between watching movies, eating, and making out. And of course cuddling with petunia 🥺 thank you!!

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So far you had been enjoying quarantine quite a bit. Of course, you still had to do *some* work, and that means home office, but doing some of that work on your boyfriends lap, with your favourite dog at your feet, felt really good.

Luke and you didn’t have that much time for each other in ages, him being otherwise occupied with the new tour and album, and you caring (most of the time, at least) for Petunia and working as well. Cuddling up on the soft couch, with Luke, or/ and Petunia, on top of you, them softly snoring and you reading a book was your favourite thing to do. But seeing Luke doing some crazy stuff on the guitar or piano was almost equally enjoyable. So it came, that after you had been woken by a ,,old me’’ guitar cover of his, you were standing in the doorway, watching in awe as the blonde-haired angel’s fingers danced over the instrument, creating the most beautiful sounds you have ever heard.

,,You are finally awake huh?“, the soft voice asked, and he let out a small chuckle, as you slightly jumped, being ripped out of your daydreams. Luke gave you a ravishing smile, that sadly faded as soon as realisation hit him.

,,Did I wake you up?“ A tiny frown forming on his forehead. ,,You look gorgeous, by the way“, he quickly added, as soon as his eyes took in your form, covered in one of his shirts, with no pants on and hair left open, softly falling onto your shoulder.

,,Yes, you did. And thank you. I can only give that compliment back“, you said with slight smirk on your lips, pointing to his newly bleached hair. He let out a laugh, making your heart ache with all the love you had for this man. You really, and truly loved him. His chaotic and creative self, being able to make laugh even on your toughest days. And you really hoped that he felt the same, cause talking about your feelings wasn‘t exactly easy for you. But your wonderful and handsome boyfriend made it a lot easier. You know he deeply cared about the way you felt, and the way he made you feel.

,,Did you already eat breakfast?“, he asked, putting the guitar onto the couch, standing up and pulling you into a breathtaking kiss. Giggling you wrapped your arms around his neck and pressed your lips against his. Breaking the kiss, still letting your arms linger where they are, you said, a happy grin lighting up your face:

,,Luke, it‘s almost eleven o‘clock, it‘s soon time for lunch.“

,,Okay, well...then let‘s get you something to eat. I don‘t want you to starve“, he stated, letting you go and hurried into the kitchen, Petunia waddling behind him. Smiling you followed him, leaning against the doorway to the kitchen, as he started to get everything ready he needed to make scrambled eggs. Walking over to the music station you connected your phone with it and started to play your playlist, which you have named so tenderly ,,The blonde idiot and the dancing dog“. It made you laugh every time you look at it, or add a song. It was the playlist you shared with Luke, putting both of your favourite songs onto it. Even though you put it on shuffle, you were surprised as a slow, but happy song came on. You didn’t realise you added it to the playlist. Turning around you took a closer look at your boyfriend. He was wearing a simple white shirt that made his biceps and back look amazing and grey, very comfortable looking trousers. Feeling me staring holes into his shirt he turned around with a smirk plastered on his lips.

,,What are you staring at, love?“

,,Only you, handsome“, you laughed and took a step closer to him. Smiling at your answer he wrapped his arms around you and pulled you into a tight hug.

,,I love you“, he whispered.

,,I love you too.“ Feeling overwhelmed with the love you suddenly felt. Finally realising what song was playing, Luke started to softly swing to the slow chords of the guitar, one step at the time The hug, which felt like forever, not that you were complaining, ended. Luke slowly moved his hands onto your waist and let them linger there losely for a short while. Smiling at you, he gripped you a little harder, pulling you in again. Now spinning a bit faster, you two danced out of the kitchen, the tall blonde crashing into the doorframe, making the both of you break into a fit of giggles. Hugging him tighter, you moved through the living room, around the black couch with the blue pillows, over the plushy white carpet and bumping into the little black wooden stool Luke bought for...literally no actual reason. The little accident had you both lying on the floor, almost dying with laughter. The music was forgotten. For a short moment you closed your teary eyes, trying to calm yourself down just a little bit, because slowly your tummy started to hurt. A loud groan made you jump up, only then realising Petunia wanted to join the fun too, and had jumped directly into his crotch, which probably caused the painful sound. The heavy dog was now all over your boyfriend with licking his face. Luke tried to free himself, unsuccessfully, I have to say, but he still couldn’t help but to laugh again at the bizarre situation the three of you were in. Both splayed out on the comfortable carpet, Petunia freaking out and jumping all over the place, especially over Luke. But the happy and thoughtless moment was disturbed with you blowing your nose and taking in a strong, and not very appetizing smell.

,,What‘s that smell, Luke?“

,,Oh no, the scrambled eggs!“ He shoved Petunia off him, the dog letting out a disaproving grunt, and stormed into the kitchen. It was a typical thing for him to do, starting to cook something, forgetting he wanted to make food, and then burning the hell out of it. Slightly giggling you patted Petunia on her head and then following your boyfriend into the kitchen. Luke had his back turned to you, but as soon as he heard you coming, he turned around, in his hand a pan. He gave you a sad look and pouted, as you let out a long laugh, finally realising that the charcoal looking thing in the pan was *supposed* to be your lunch. Still laughing you came closer to him, taking the not-so-scrambled-eggs out of his hands and putting them into the trashcan.

,,I think I‘m going to order a pizza, do you want one too, Luke?“

He pouted again and said: „But I wanted to make you breakfast! And I screwed it up like I always do.“

„No, no baby, you didn‘t. I mean, yes, the scrambled eggs are off the menu, but I really appreciate the effort and care you put in for me. I love you very much, you know that right?“

He grinned happily and wrapped his strong arms around you.

,,I love you too, baby. I think pizza is a great idea, what about watching some Netflix while eating?“ You gave him a approving look and nodded.

,,Alright, I‘m going to get my phone and order something, what kind of-‘‘

,,Oh, no, Luke. You are going to clean up this mess first, I am the one who‘s going to make the order“, you said, while giving him a cheeky smile and walking out of the kitchen, back into the living room.

He watched as you walked away, a loving and happy smile plastering his lips. His hand found its way into the right pocket of his pants, taking the small, velvety box between his fingers.* I‘m going to make you mine forever*, he thought.

,,Luke? Come on, I wanna cuddle with you before the pizza arrives!“

Sighing, he turned around again, taking the sponge in his hand and started to clean the ruined pan. God, he loved you so much. He was on his knees for you, *literally*.

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Can I request some luke fluff please? Maybe you guys in quarantine making tik toks together to send to your friends. Trying to teach him dances in between watching movies, eating, and making out. And of course cuddling with petunia 🥺 thank you!!

Of course!

That’s going to be so much fun to write😍

I hope you won’t mind, if I don’t include the Tik Tok part? I’m not that familiar with the platform, yet alone the dances😅

What about some dancing in general? Hope that’s ok too☺️

It will probably be up on Friday or Saturday, depends on how much work they’ll give me🙃

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We’ll make it // C.T.H.

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A/N:

So, it’s finally heeeeere! This is my first piece i’ve ever written in English and actually finished, so:

All the mistakes are made by me! Apologies in advance.

I’d really like to hear about your opinion, so tell me what you think! I can’t really tell yet, if this is good or not, I hope it’s ok! 😂

Want to be tagged? Just tell me and I’d love to start a taglist.

Warnings: Fluff (?)

Wordcount: 1’300

Request by Anon: Hey, I just saw you opened requests. Are you up to one? I’m 20. So what about cal dating a reader who’s younger than him, and the boys were like surprised about that but then when she starts talking about important stuff like feminism, Human rights and their own relationship (like distance is hard but if there’s communication partners can make it works) in a mature way they really see why he’s into her?

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,,And you are sure, that you and Y/N will make through that time?’’, Luke asked with a sceptical tone in his voice. Calum gave him a shocked and concerned look.

,,Yes, absolutely! I love her so much, we’ll make it through the tour.’’ His face seemed confident, but his voice trembled with a bit of doubt. Ashton shot him a worried look, but Calum’s eyes didn’t meet his.

The bassist turned his head to gaze out of window and started to think about *her*. The woman he met on his birthday, at the most famous club in Sydney.

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He was trying to catch a break, walking outside to seize his breath again, a light layer of sweat on his forehead from all the dancing. Leaning against the wall of the club, he lit a cigarette, closed his eyes and smiled. He felt so... *happy*. Calum hasn’t felt this emotion in a long time. The stress of making an album, being single and planning the upcoming tour was getting to his head, but being surrounded by so many great, and cheerful people who all loved him to the moon and back made him feel great, made him forget about the expectations the world had of him. The light in his eyes had returned, even if it was jut for one evening. He pressed the end of his cigarette to his lips and exhaled. Breathing in the smoke he opened his eyes again and stared into the sky, the stars looking so prepossessing, he wished he was one of them.

,,Are you good?’’ A soft and slightly husky voice woke him from his daydreams. An attractive woman, definitely younger than him, stared up at him with a caring and delighted smile. For a short moment he was stunned, not expecting anyone to find him out here.

,,Yes, thank you’’, he replied with a shy, but charming smile, brown eyes glimmering in the low light of the street light. She stepped forward and leaned against the hard wall as well.

,,Isn’t it hard to be the birthday boy in such a known club? I’d probably feel very intimidated and overwhelmed being surrounded by so many people.’’ She let out a small giggle. Calum realised only then, who she was. She was the friend, Luke and Sierra turned up with, saying, she has just finished school and was now starting to study at an university.

,,It is quite...something’’, he replied with a deep chuckle.

,,But it’s lovely. What are you doing here anyway?’’ He looked at her with honest interest.

,,I was feeling lonely and asked Sierra if she wanted to something with me. Sooooo she invited me here. I hope that’s ok for you?’’, she asked and looked up at him- eyes filled with hope.

,,Of course’’, he laughed, ,,I really enjoy meeting new and interesting people. So, are you up for a drink?’’

And that’s how it all started. With a simple drink, and hour after hour of talking.

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The guys were surprised when they found out how old, or better young, she was. And they never completely accepted it, even though they saw how much he loved her, and how much he was adored by her. So that didn’t change their opinion on how short they’ll stay together either. The highest bid was made by Ashton, who said it will take them three months until they break up again. This ‘’bidding’’ the guys did, hurt her and Calum a lot. Of course, nobody knows how long a relationship is going to last, but at the moment they felt like it would be for forever. They were completely in love with each other.

,,Hello? Anyone here?’’, an excited voice asked from the hallway in front of Calum’s living room.

,,Yes, were here, love!’’, Calum replied, the worries from before forgotten.

As she walked into the room, Duke pressed closely against her chest, she was greeted with a quite unusual sight for a Friday night. Everyone was cuddled up with their loved one: Sierra and Luke, Micheal and Crystal and Ashton with Kaykay. All of the dogs included. Normally all of them would go out, leaving her to babysit the dogs since she wasn’t old enough to go to clubs in LA. But at the moment the couples tried to spend as much time together as possible, since the girls weren’t going with them. Setting Duke, who immediately jumped into Calums lap to get his cuddles, down she greeted the group, then walked into the kitchen to get herself something to drink. Coming back with a disappointed look on her face and sat next to her partner.

,,I’m sorry, I took the last beer’’, Micheal apologised.

,,It’s ok, Mikey. I’m actually not even allowed to drink yet, in this country’’, the young woman exclaimed followed by a little bit of a bitter laugh. But the bitterness soon vanished as her boyfriend handed her his beer.

,,We’re at home’’, Calum said with a wink ,,nobody cares how old you are.’’

She shot him a thankful look and took a sip.

,,Soooo’’, she began ,,what were you guys talking about?’’

Her was greeted with embarrassed silence and nobody met her eyes .

Only Calum looked at her with his sad puppy eyes. For a short moment he considered not telling her, with all these people around, but then decided against it. She deserved to know what the others thought about how their relationship will end.

,,We were talking about how our relationship status will look after the tour.’’

,,...and?’’, she asked, slightly irritated. That was definitely *not* what she expected to hear.

,,They’’, he said while making a wild hand gesture into the direction the others were sitting, ,,think that *we* won’t last ‘til the tour is over.’’

,,And why would you think that?’’ A bit of a confronting and questioning look was shot across the room, which was answered with Luke clearing his throat.

,,A long-distance-relationship takes a lot of time to make it work out. I thought with you starting college-‘’

,,It won’t be a problem at all’’, she interrupted the blonde-haired man.

,,I know, a long distance relationship is hard, but we can make it work! It’s just all about the effort and time you put into it, connected with a boatload of communication and creativity.’’

For a moment the room was silent.

But then Calum jumped up, scaring the hell out of Duke which had fallen into a slight slumber next to him, pulled his girlfriend to her feet and pressed a quite harsh, but very loving kiss to her lips. The young man then gave a triumphant smile to the surprised guys sitting on the sofa and said:

,,Told you guys! She’s the thing that could have ever happened to me!’’

The young Maori couldn’t stop smiling and pulled her in for a tight hug.

,,I love you’’, he whispered into her ear.

,,I love you too. And do want to know something? I’m coming with you on tour anyway!’’, she laughed.

Calum pulled away to give her a shocked smile.

,,What do you mean?’’

,,I’ll have to take online classes until summer because of the virus. I can do that on the tourbus just as well as at home!’’

She got picked up and spun around by Calum quickly, another passionate kiss being exchanged.

Something on the guy’s faces on the couch changed. This was the first moment, they have actually realised, how much Calum loved her and that there was no way of them breaking up anytime soon.

,,I guess we have to get along with you then’’, Ashton said with an honest smile, stood up from the comfortable couch, and went straight for a group hug. It didn’t take long for the others to join in too.

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Would you write a cal imagine based off the scene “with all that love I have for her/him. I don’t know where to put it now” from fleabag? It makes me so softtttt

Heeeeeyyy....so yes, I have watched Fleabag, but in german, so I have no idea which scene you are talking about..😅 Would you mind sending me the season and episode..?😊

Stay safe, people

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Hey, I just saw you opened requests. Are you up to one? I’m 20. So what about cal dating a reader who’s younger than him, and the boys were like surprised about that but then when she starts talking about important stuff like feminism, Human rights and their own relationship (like distance is hard but if there’s communication partners can make it works) in a mature way they really see why he’s into her?

Abolutely! I’d love to try that! 😊

I don’t know yet, when it will be up, but probably tomorrow or monday 😁

Stay safe everyone!

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SEND ME REQUESTS / QUESTIONS / STUFF ABOUT YOURSELF!

I’m having quiet a long break from school, and I’m pretty sure, that I‘m going to get bored real quick. 🙃

So PLEASE: if you want me to write something for you, (I‘ll write anything, really..) just ask! Don‘t know, how it‘s going to turn out, but I’d ve to improve my writing skills!

I think I‘m quite ready for another adventure 😊

I write for:

- 5 seconds of summer (all of them)

-Supernatural (all of them...women included)

-The Hobbit (all of them)

-Lord of the rings (all of them as well..)

-The maze runner (most of them as well, only the guys)

-Marvel Cinematic Universe (Ladies as well!)

(All films and series include the actors as well!)

Let‘s get CRAZY 🖤

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Hiiiiii, I’m back again :) I gave my page a new makeover and decided to start again. I also deleted a few unimportant posts... And my requests are open! (I’m begging you- I think I’m gonna, die, that’s how bored I am) I need to write something! Sorry for the requests already sent, I kinda lost them somewhere in the depths of my Ipad :/ I’m writing for my all-time favorite band 5 seconds of summer, all boys included, Supernatural, girls included as well, and Criminal minds, mostly Spence. Have a nice day! And remember- If you got problems you wanna talk about- I’m here for you!

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ENDGAME SPOILER

Valkyrie to Thor:

What are you going to do now?

Man behind me in the theatre:

A diet!

I literally died😂😂

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#mood

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„Not all those who wander, are lost“

- J.R.R. Tolkien, the Hobbit