#widowdays

[solarviolet]

do you remember? ☆ bill weasley

summary — bill let you go because of your accident but he regrets it every moment. a few years after your parents took you away to start a new life, he meets you again.

maybe this time things will be better?

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this series will have 5 chapters plus an epilogue and each chapter will have around 10-12k words!

do you remember? is my first hp series to be posted on tumblr and i'm excited to share it. i've been working on this since last year and it's my baby.

i'm very nervous to be posting this as i've been working on it for so long but it's finally time to share it. i'm very proud of this series and i hope everyone loves it as much as i do!

the series will be posted around late april / early may once i've finished the last few chapters. it might be earlier if i can get them done soon! (i'll try to post the first chapter in the next week or so)

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warnings : angst, memory loss, car accidents, amnesia, violence, suicidal thoughts, alcoholism, fights, trauma, manipulative parents, racism, muggleborn!reader, fem!reader. (will add more as i go through and edit the chapters)

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here is a sneak peak into the story because i just can't wait to share it with everyone ♡

bill stopped in his tracks as he walked by the new flower shop that had opened up in diagon alley. his heart started to beat rapidly to the point where it was the only thing he could hear. his stomach churned with anxiety as he stared at the young woman through the glass windows.

he couldn't believe it, there you were, standing there with a beautiful smile on your face in the middle of the flower shop. 'i must be dreaming, this isn't real. bill wake up, you're having another nightmare. she's not here anymore, she left, don't you remember?' he kept on telling himself. people bumped into him and muttered angry things at him, but he didn't care. he just kept on staring at you.

after a few moments of looking at you, he gains the strength to move his frozen body and march into the flower shop to see you up close.

taking a deep breath, bill opens the door and hears the bell jingle above him as he walks in. you don't look up at the sound as you're dealing with another customer. bill decides to occupy his time by browsing the different species of flowers you have in there. hoping to calm his nerves down by the time you come up to him.

he glances up at you every so often, not quite believing that you're here, only a few steps away from him. he hears the bell of the door as the customer that was in there leaves which makes your attention turn towards him. he's sure you can hear his heartbeat going wild as you walk to the corner he's in.

bill breathes out slowly and calmly from his nose as you make your way to him, hoping that he won't come off as awkward and weird.

you stand in front of him and your mouth opens ready to talk him. just as you're about to speak, an anxious mess of words tumble out of bills mouth before he even realises what happened.

"i-i can't believe you're here y/n. y-you came back, oh my god, you came back! i knew you'd find me again. see, nobody believed me. they told me i was hanging onto a memory, a relationship that was in the past. but you're here, right in front of me! i've missed you so much y/n, i'm never letting go of you this time my doll"

bill's voice is high-pitched, sounding just the tiny bit unbelievable. you flinch and take a step back, wondering why this stranger is acting like he knows you. you've never seen this man before and it's making you anxious at how he knows your name and talks about a relationship, you're sure has never happened.

your brows furrow in confusion as you look up at him. bill can sense the chilling awkwardness that settled into the air around the both of you and the grin drops from his face.

you wring your hands feeling extremely nervous, as you try to get the words out of your mouth.

"i'm sorry mr. stranger? but i don't know who you are"

[hansensgirl]

i just read the destroyer!chris fic and i love it 🥺 !!!

sab your writing is so good! i absolutely adore all of your works <3

ah thank you so much darling!! 💓💞

[mitsukui]

i was so happy to see that you're excited for my upcoming fics !!!! i can't wait to start posting them 🥺

oh, baby, they sound amazing!!! how could i ever be anything other than excited?! and i can’t wait to start reading them! ❤️ would you mind tagging me on your works? i’d hate to miss any of them!

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[sunrisefairy]

Annoying

Paring: Remus Lupin x fem!reader Warning: NSFW! MDNI 18+ unprotected sex, swearing, mentions of oral sex. If I’ve forgotten anything let me know! Summary: Remus finds the reader so annoyingly distracting.  A/N: for the anon that wanted a mix of enemies to lovers and Remus losing control near the full moon. I hope I did it justice.  Requests are open!

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Remus Lupin isn’t one to hate people, sure there is only a select few people that he actually likes spending time with and considers his good friends but that doesn’t mean that he dislikes everyone else, he just doesn’t have time for a lot of people, especially annoying people. And some people are just more annoying than others and most times those people don’t even realise they’re acting as such. Except for the girl who is basically in every one of his classes, you. Remus is certain you know how infuriating you are, especially when you shoot your hand up to beat Remus to answering a question or how a smile will stretch across your pretty lips when you finds out you scored higher than Remus on a test or how you always seems to giggle a little louder when you knows Remus is nearby. Remus finds it irritating how you seems to know exactly how to get on his nerves, you know precisely how to make his cheeks heat up in anger and make his blood boil and his cock hard, okay maybe you don’t realise you’re doing the last one but still. But the thing that annoys Remus the most is you don’t seem to care.

Being friends with James Potter and Sirius Black, Remus has learnt to obtain the patience of a saint. He finds no trouble in zoning out their constant chatter and ignoring their mindless bickering. However, as it gets closer to a full moon, Remus’ tolerance wears thin and the marauders quickly learnt to simmer down and be wary of Remus around a full moon, unless either one of them wanted a smack to the back of the head. As it gets closer to his transformations Remus’ senses are heightened tenfold, it’s as if he can hear every sound, smell every scent and everything he tastes is 10 times more intense.

His joints were aching more than usual last night so that combined with Peters constant snoring ensured minimal sleep which resulted in Remus being extra irritable today which would have been manageable if he didn’t have a class first thing with you. Beautiful, cute, annoying you.

Remus thought if he could just spend the lesson concentrating hard enough on the professors dull voice that you sitting in the same room as him wouldn’t be an issue, it wasn’t like he sat next to you anyway, James or Sirius always occupied the desk next to him eager to ‘share’ his notes. Expect this day was different, because Remus got little sleep last night he slept through his alarm and somehow even slept through the booming voices of the Marauders when they were getting ready this morning. Remus started off the day jumping out of bed and rushing to get ready, having no time for breakfast (which added to his already foul mood) and practically falling through the classroom door only to find his usual seat was pre-occupied by some girl Sirius was trying to woo and James was sitting next to Pete.

“Ah, Mr. Lupin. How fantastic to see you have finally decided to join us. Please find a seat so I can continue on with my lesson,” the Professor states before continuing his lifeless lesson.

Remus quickly scans the room for a free chair to rush to, he spots one in the far corner of the room but falters in his step when he notices who is seated next to the free space, you. Remus groans when he realises this was the only free chair and very obviously drags his feet before plopping down beside you, he can only hope you decided to not be annoyingly distracting today.

“How scandalous that Mr. prefect is late to class,” you whisper, chuckling when you see Remus roll his eyes, a usual reaction of his.

Remus comes to the conclusion that the best point of action is to just pretend you don’t exist, which goes according to plan until 3 quarters of the way through the lesson. The thing is, Remus hasn’t sat in such close proximity to you this close to a full moon before and he’s struggling to keep his focus on the jumble of words in front of him and not on the way you’re obnoxiously twirling your hair between your fingers. Whatever perfume you sprayed on yourself is suffocating Remus’ nostrils and he can’t get enough. Within no time Remus thoughts are straying away from his textbook to more filthy thoughts surrounding you. The main image that is burning a hole in his brain is the thought of burying his face in your neck and inhaling your scent and sinking his teeth into your perfect skin, he has to bite his lip to stop himself from groaning.

Remus manages to write 2 more messy sentences down before glancing in your direction and noticing the way your lip is pulled between your teeth and he can’t help but fantasise about biting your annoyingly pretty lips himself.

“Stop doing that,” Remus grits through his teeth as he speaks.

You meet his gaze confused, “stop doing what?”

“That!” Remus whisper yells, pointing at your lips as you once again pull your bottom lip in between your lip. “It’s distracting.”

You mumble an apology and go back to writing your notes. You’re so engrossed in reading the selected chapter you don’t even notice you’re bouncing your leg up and down rapidly until a rough hand stills your movements. You’re expecting Remus to remove his large hand once your movements stop, however to your surprise he keeps his hand resting firmly against your bare knee. Mouth agape and staring down at where Remus is touching you, the way his thumb is stroking at your skin seems innocent enough, so why is your stomach in knots?

Remus leans dangerously close to your ear, which thankfully goes unnoticed by the rest of the class given the fact the two of you are seated at the back of the room. “You are being very distracting right now bunny, it’s making me angry.”

A visible shudder runs through your body, feeling Remus’ hot breath fanning the side of your face makes your mouth dry. Remus’ low teasing voice makes you whimper immediately a heat rushes up your cheeks because even though your whimper was quiet Remus is so very close to you right now, you know he heard.

“Come with me,” Remus squeezes your knee and moves to rise from his seat.

You halt his movements by grabbing onto his bicep, “we can’t just leave, we’re in the middle of class.” Your eyes dart to the front of the room to see if your professor has witnessed Remus’ half standing and planning his escape.

“What’s life without a bit of risk bunny, now c’mon.” his tone demanding and firm. Without even a second glance Remus walks out of class, making you wonder if he’s done this before. The odds are high, given that he’s one fourth of the infamous marauders clan.

You look away from the door Remus just so carelessly walked out of and to the front of the class at your professor, he’s sitting at his desk reading over papers and very obviously trying to stay awake. The chances of him catching you are slim but that isn’t what you’re nervous about. You’re nervous about what will happen if you do make it out of the classroom unnoticed, you’re nervous about what Remus will do to you. The endless possibilities are both thrilling and exciting. There’s no way you could stay seated not when there’s a wetness pooling in your panties just from Remus’ hand on your knee.

Carefully you slip out from your seat and rush to the door, breathing a sigh of relief when you successfully make it out into the corridor. Looking around you notice the corridor is empty and there’s no sign of Remus, you begin walking down the hallway in search of the boy.

“Remus?” you’re met with nothing but silence. Just as you’re about to turn and head back to class you feel a strong arm grip yours and tug your harshly into a tiny room.

“Ooft,” your body slamming into someone’s hard chest; if only there was a light source in this closet? yes it’s definitely a closet, if only it wasn’t so dark in here you would be able to figure out who decided it a good idea to scare the shit out of you by pulling you in here with them.

“Took your fucking time,” the other person grunts, Remus you thought, you knew that voice.

“Remus, what the hell? Care to explain why your dragged me out of class and into this dark broom closet?” Although there is no light in the tiny closet you can vaguely see Remus’ outline towering over you, you gulp realising how close the both of you are standing to each other. Remus’ hot breath fans your face and you’re very aware that if you were to angle your head further upwards and stand on your tiptoes you could connects your lips. The thought itself has you shuddering.

“Couldn’t wait.” Remus replies, stepping closer, invading your personal space even more, not that you minded.

“Couldn’t wait for what?”

“Merlin you’re dumber than I thought if you don’t know.”

You scoff defensively, “I am not dumb, do I have to remind you I bet you on the last Charms essay? and on the transfigurations one so-”

The words die in your throat, Remus cutting you off by connecting your lips in a needy and desperate kiss. Immediately you wrap your arms around his neck and tug him closer by the hair. Remus rests his hands on your waist pulling your hips flush against his, you whimper feeling his hard cock pressing against your stomach.

Remus breaks away from your mouth and starts sucking and licking down your jaw and neck while his hands move to grope at your breasts over the top of your school shirt. “We don’t have much time before class ends.” Remus mumbles into your skin, his mouth is salivating when he breathes in deep, his nostrils filling with the sweet scent of you, it’s so intoxicating and immediately images of you are accompanying his mind, some more sinful than others. Remus wastes no time in sinking his teeth into the fleshy part of your shoulder, his cock twitching at the sound you make.

“Then you better hurry up and fuck me Remus,” you smirk, loving the way Remus groans and narrows his eyes at you. His pupils have seemingly expanded and darkened, his eyes are scanning over every inch of your face leaving you feeling vulnerable.

Your pussy has been throbbing since Remus firmly rested his hand on your leg back in the classroom and you know your panties are soaked by now with the way Remus is rutting his hips against yours but it’s not enough. It won’t be enough, not until you know what it’s like to have Remus’ skin against yours and his cock inside you but even then, you think you will always be wanting more of him.

Your hands are fumbling at Remus’ pants trying to get them unbuckled as quickly as possible, Remus understands the rush and helps you, skilfully undoing his pants and pushing them along with his boxers down his legs with only one hand, the other creeps under your shirt and rests delicately on the small of your back. Just the feeling of Remus’ skin on your back makes you melt further into him, your desire to have him fuck you hard and fast is becoming unbearable. Remus’ cock is sitting hard and angrily between your bodies, desperate for any sort of attention and Remus wishes you had more time because he would love to push you down to your knees and finally force you to shut up by pushing his cock into your sweet mouth and make you gag and choke around his length until you’re crying. But time isn’t on his side right now so instead Remus wraps his strong arms around your arse, silently signally you to jump which you do with no hesitation and lock your legs around his waist.

Remus reaches his hand down to flip your skirt up, he be damned if he couldn’t see the cunt he’s spent way to much time thinking about. Remus pull your panties to the side groaning when his fingers graze your wet dripping core, another thing he wishes he could do is to taste you. He just knows you taste sugary and sweet just like the sounds you’re making as he teases your entrance. He wants to bury his face deep in your cunt inhaling your scent while he licks and sucks until you’re screaming his name, maybe another time.

“You gotta be quiet for me kay bunny? Think you can do that?” Remus’ voice is thick with lust and a condescending tone is laced throughout it.

“You think that highly of yourself?” you retort trying to rile Remus up like you normally do, it seems to be working judging by the way Remus pinches the flesh of your arse.

Without breaking eye contact Remus lines up his cock and drags your hips down until he’s deep inside you, his balls pressed flush against your skin.

Remus isn’t sure if it’s because it’s close to the full moon but he hasn’t even started moving yet and the way the soft velvet walls of your cunt is gripping and hugging at his cock feels so intense and heavenly, he thinks he might cum right there.

Along with a lack of patience around this time of the month Remus also struggles to control himself and his urges. It takes every ounce of self-discipline in him to hold you against the rough wall of the broom closet and slowly rock his hips into yours, feeling the need to control the situation. Remus is very conscious of not gripping your hips too hard and not slamming his hips up into yours too roughly, he doesn’t want to let go mentally and hurt you.

You can tell Remus is holding back, the authoritative tone used in the classroom is vastly different to his actions right now. He’s supposed to be fucking you hard and fast and making you scream, not this.

Although the pleasure from Remus’ rocking into your cunt is great you know he can do better, can fuck you better. “Remus,” you whine, pulling his face away from your neck, forcing him to look you in the eyes. There’s clearly an internal struggle behind his eyes. “Remus, I need you to fuck me properly. I can take it, you won’t break me, promise.”

Remus does pick up the speed slightly, but you can clearly tell there’s still some hesitance on his behalf and you asking nicely didn’t seem break that. You’re desperate for Remus to let go. A smirk breaks out onto your face, an idea forming. Based on your previous interactions you know exactly how to get under Remus’ skin, what to say and do that would have him clenching his jaw in annoyance, after all it was a hobby of yours, annoying Remus Lupin. “Guess we don’t have to worry about me being quiet if you fuck like this. Pity, was kinda hoping you’d have me screaming.”

Something deep and primal in him snaps, blame it on the full moon or how you’re silently challenging him, he doesn’t care, all he cares about right now is proving you wrong, and he wasn’t going to stop until he had you trembling and shaking.

His grip on your hips tighten, nails threatening to break skin as Remus pushes your further into the wall behind you so hard for a second you think you might go tumbling right through it. You’re grateful for the material of your school top slightly soften the rough texture of the wall behind you. With no warning Remus starts slamming his hips harder and faster into yours, clearly set on making you squirm against him. Each thrust is harder than the last and his cock is poking your g-spot repeatedly. The sounds you were making were positively indecent and only fuelled Remus on. Neither of you cared that anyone walking by the broom closet could possibly hear the sound of skin slapping together or yours and Remus’ moans. None of that mattered, not when the two of you felt this good.

The vigour of Remus’ pace was unmatched and all you could do was hold on tight to Remus’ shoulders and take every powerful thrust. You were hypnotised with the feeling of Remus’ cock inside of you, you couldn’t help but wonder what other parts of his body like his fingers or tongue, would feel like when fucking you.

“Fuck Remus, so good. I-I” you weren’t even sure what you were trying to say, all your thoughts were jumbled and bouncing around in your brain, all you knew is you never wanted Remus to stop.

“You feel amazing,” Remus’ body was on fire, every inch of him alight and burning, his annoyance of how his day started was far from his mind. All he could think of was you and how you were clenching around him. He chokes out a strained sob when he hears you chanting his name in time with each rough snap of his hips, you sound both angelic and sinful at the same time, Remus’ wishes he had one of those muggle voice recording devices so he could record your whines and listen to them when he’s alone in his dorm room.

Using his free hand Remus reaches down to rub tight circles on your clit edging you closer and closer to your release. Your orgasm is fast approaching much like a freight train heading straight for you, sirens blaring but you can’t move, the pleasure is too intense and too powerful to do anything except take it.

Remus’ face is pressed back against your neck and he quickly decides it’s his favourite place to be, if someone offered him 1,000 Galleons to never bury his face in your neck, he wouldn’t take it. Remus can hear the squelching sounds of your soppy cunt as it helplessly takes his fat cock. He’s leaving sloppy kisses and hickeys wherever he can get his mouth. It’s right when Remus’ digs his teeth into your neck and bites down hard do you fall apart, your pussy clenching and spasming around him, right in this moment you’re thankful for Remus holding you up against the wall, your legs are shaking and tensing and you know if you were standing the intensity of the orgasm would have brought you to your knees. Remus’ name is the only word you seem capable of saying as the coil inside your stomach snaps and rapidly unravels as you come undone.

“Remus, Remus, Remus!”

You connect your lips with Remus’ in a lame attempt to shut yourself up, the kiss is rushed and your teeth clash together but you don’t give a fuck. Remus’ name is still spilling from your lips and into Remus’ mouth as your body begins to come down from the high.

The boy holding you up hasn’t faltered in his movements at all, determined to fuck you through your orgasm. There’s beads of sweat dripping from Remus’ forehead, his mind is whirling and thoughts of you are spiralling around his brain, he thinks he might pass out and he’s certain he does for a second when you whisper and bite his earlobe.

“Want you to cum inside me Remus, fill me up,” half a thrust later and Remus’ hips stutter and he’s spilling into your cunt groaning your name as he does so. His vision blurs around the edges before he closes his eyes and he lets out a moan so deep, primal and loud. Remus continues to rock his hips milking his own orgasm until the last drop is squeezed from his soften cock. He stills his movements but doesn’t dare pull out just yet, relishing in the warmth of your pussy and the way your hand is brushing the sweaty hair off his forehead. You rest your forehead against Remus’ sweaty one, pecking his lips, once, twice then three times.

“That was…” you drift off unable to find the right words to describe what just happened.

“Intense?” Remus offers breathlessly.

You nod, “in the best way.”

It wasn’t until you hear the sounds of students outside signalling the end of class do either of you move, Remus helping you clean yourself up. And it wasn’t until the two of you were certain the coast was clear did you exit the closet with the promise of doing that again very soon.

[ginnyweasely]

attempts to flirt [bucky barnes x reader]

pairing: bucky barnes x reader (fem!)

warnings: food mention and eating? alcohol??? and just fluff??

summary: Bucky sucks at flirting

word count: 1.4k+

a/n: I TOTALLY DID NOT GET INSPIRED BY TFATWS AND THE SCENES WHERE BUCKY'S FAILED ATTEMPTS TO FLIRT WITH SARAH PLS

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A casual seeming dinner with two people who obviously had feelings for each other, everyone knew that, even the two of you almost always sensed something, but the right moment never came.

And hopefully Bucky thought, a nice dinner at his place, with some of your favorite red wine, and to set the mood with some stupid smelling candles he found would be the perfect moment for him to try to open up to you.

At least that’s what Bucky’s idea was for a “romantic dinner”, and he was very anxious about it too, he knew the food and drinks you liked, he knew you would love anything if it meant he put effort into it.

But he still wanted to make sure everything was perfect for you, as if everything was crafted into make you feel comfortable and most importantly happy.

It was obvious that Bucky wasn’t very good at flirting, and he wasn’t ever good at letting you in on his feelings, even though you knew both of you had some sort of feelings for each other.

But you didn’t mind to wait for him to feel comfortable, at least comfortable enough that he would open up to you, and make you feel as he always does, happy and cared for.

Bucky’s worries quickly eased as you walked through the door looking gorgeous as ever, your silky mini dress was to gorgeous to brush over, and he mentally cursed himself for not wearing things up to your standard.

But once again as you pressed a soft kiss on his cheek, greeting him with a huge smile, he felt relaxed again, he felt the comfort you always gave him.

And as Bucky finished up cooking your favorite pasta, he served it carefully to you, and you took notice of the plates he had put out, the ones that seemed all fancy and not like it was ever used by him, and you smiled slightly, appreciating all the effort he had put into a simple “casual” dinner between the two of you.

When he revealed the red wine you almost squealed out of happiness, and Bucky’s eyes glimmered, “Buck, no way!” You exclaimed excitedly as your eyes watched over to the bottle of red wine.

“Where did you even find that?” You asked curiously, “When Steve brought that wine to one of the avengers “celebrations” I spent months trying to find that but I never could! Steve said it was his secret wine or something.” You rolled your eyes at the sentence Steve had said to you months ago.

Bucky gave you a slight chuckle, “Well, I got Steve’s little “secret.”” He said as he blinked his eyes weirdly directly at you.

You shrugged it off as you excitedly waited for him to pour you a glass of the delicious wine as you took a seat at the carefully crafted table.

A smile hitting your face as your senses were invaded by the delicious food in front of you and comfort filled your body as you took a sip of the infamous wine.

Bucky smiled seeing you at ease like this, and it made it much easier for him to talk to you comfortably, he liked seeing you happy, -scratch that- he loved seeing you happy.

More often than not he always tried his best to make you laugh. He loved seeing you laugh at his cheesy jokes, he loved seeing you laugh as you always found him and Sam’s ridiculous bickering funny.

“All of this food is delicious, Buck, did you like become a chef in the course of a day?” You asked smiling as he slipped past a chuckle.

“You know, I’m just really good at everything, naturally.” He said as he blinked his eyes weirdly again, and this time instead of shrugging it off, you raised your eyebrows confusedly.

“Why are you blinking like that with your eyes?” You asked worriedly, “Is everything okay?”

“What do you mean?” He scrunched his brows, you rolled your eyes playfully, “I’m talking about-” You started off as you imitated his weird blinking, “This weird blinking thing you are doing.” You said as you continued imitating.

Bucky silently cursed himself, “That was supposed to be a wink!” He said in defeat, and you tried so hard not to choke on your wine at his words, he really did suck at flirting didn’t he?

It didn’t surprise you that much though, Bucky’s first attempts at flirting with you were so miserably bad that you had understood that day how a gorgeous guy like him never had a girlfriend on the many months you had gotten to know him.

“When did weird eye movements, count as winking?” You asked playfully as Bucky rolled his eyes.

“I was trying to be flirty winking and all that stuff.” He huffed, feeling a bit embarrassed, you gave him a pretty giggle as you reached onto give his hand a squeeze out of comfort.

“I like flirty, Buck.” You said, as you winked the correct way and chuckled playfully, and Bucky whined, “Y/N!”

You giggled again, as Bucky slowly stood up, “Another glass?” He asked softly, you nodded quickly as you handed him your empty glass.

Bucky filled the empty glass, and watched over as you quickly stood up standing over the counter as you excitedly watched him.

And as soon as Bucky handed you that glass and you had one sip of it, you didn’t realize how it happened, but somehow, someway Bucky had caused the newly filled glass to spill all over your dress.

And a slight shrieking sound escaped your lips, as Bucky cursed slightly, handing over a towel as you attempted to brush over the stain with the towel, even though you knew it wouldn’t help, but it really wasn’t a deal at all.

You were having an amazing time, you didn’t even need any of this, just being in Bucky’s presence was enough for you, you liked having him around more than anyone, more than ever.

He always made you laugh and had always cared for you deeply, and you knew he was going to panic now for this date being not perfect enough, and you knew you had to calm him down.

“Shit- fuc- I’m sorry!” He said genuinely as you shook your head quickly, trying to get Bucky’s attention but he was far too focused on the stain now.

“It’s fine Bucky, don’t be ridiculous.” You gave him a reassuring smile, but he shook his head dismissively.

“Just give me your dress!” He said loudly, and before he could comprehend what had slipped past his lips, you gave him a slight chuckle.

“At least-” and with Bucky in a rush he interrupted your sentence, “Let me guess, invite you out to dinner first?” He asked, playfully rolling his eyes.

You raised your eyebrows at his quickwitness all of a sudden, enjoying it, but you shook your head. “I was going to say, at least kiss me first.”

And at that moment, Bucky looked at you dumbfounded, you gave him a slight smirk, which was both filled with wanting him and wanting him to feel his most comfortable sense around you, and somehow he could feel everything that slight smirk was giving him, he knew he had no choice but to wash away all of his worries and thoughts with you,

He didn’t hesitate as one of his hands roughly grabbed at your cheeks, pulling your face closer to his as he softly, but still ever so with such force that his lips instantly met with yours, making your heart almost skip a beat.

His lips felt so gentle… so warm.. and the way you had passionately responded against them had made him feel all so fucked up inside, he was sure.

His hands were pretty respectful as they just slid around your waist, his mouth evading yours as he was trying to comprehend how your lips felt against his, so tender and so plump, just as he had always imagined them to be.

He could taste the bitterness of the alcohol, but being mixed with your soft lips, he didn’t mind at all.

You whined into the kiss softly as you melted almost into his arms, feeling at peace.

Maybe Bucky wasn’t that bad at flirting.

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(crossed out means i couldn't tag you!)

[anywherebuthere]

I've been blossoming alone over you || b.b.

1940s!Bucky Barnes x fem!reader

"You always came back. Until you didn't" based on Pink in the Night by Mitski

Wordcount: 580

A/N: the reader is hinted at being a person of colour or just a visible minority, (because I just know Bucky loves his women of colour) but no physical descriptions are included. also i'm following the movie canon dog tags, which say that Bucky was drafted, contrary to what he tells Steve. this was also going to be a lot longer but.. i lost motivation <3

Warnings: angst, allusions to sex, nudity, mentions of the war, bad writing dude I struggled with this, no happy ending

Please do not repost this!! I do not consent to this piece of fiction being published on any other site besides tumblr unless it is by my doing.

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Some too many miles away from Brooklyn, an uncharacteristically gentle wind blew through the cracked window, brushing lightly on the bare shoulders of the sleeping lovers. Covered only by an aged comforter, their limbs a tangle of silken skin, indiscernible as to where one ended and where the other began.

In the chill of the night, one James Buchanan Barnes stirred, eyelids fluttering open. He felt himself grin at the figure laid next to him, basking in her presence under the light of the moon.

There was a rosy pink quality in the air, as though the feelings shared in the hours previous had materialized into a tangible sight, seeping into every crevice of the small, damp room.

The space in which they laid was not much, but it was wholly theirs; settled away from the prying eyes that followed the pair regardless of where they went. A place safe to simply exist within proximity of each other, their own safe haven.

He leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to her sweat sheened temple. Her eyes flitted open, still glazed with sleep as she peered into his storm blue gaze.

He felt his heart flutter, blooming at the sight.

Moving in to meet her lips this time, it is easy to forget why he is here and where he would be in the morning. In this frame of time, all that mattered was the taste of cola on her tongue and the way she grinned against his lips.

To merely exist beside her was a blessing in it of itself.

One that was being torn away from him in approximately five hours, alongside his home, his family and friends.

"What did you tell Steve?" she asked, her voice but a murmur against his mouth.

"...that I enlisted," he replied, breath shaking. It had been a decisive lie he had made, one to appear as though he had a semblance of a choice in the matter.

Bucky loathed lacking autonomy.

The pair sat in silence, foreheads pressed together as the cheap alarm clock ticked steadily in the background. It wasn't until he heard a timid sniffle that he opened his eyes to the delicate sight of her teary eyes reflecting in the tinted moonlight.

Just a little away from the safety of their bubble, beyond the fragile glass paned window, it began to rain. They gazed into each other's eyes, silent, save for the echoing pitter-patter of rainwater against cracked concrete.

"Promise me you'll come back?" she choked out, sobs racking through her body so viciously, shivering in his embrace.

Somewhere in the orchestra of a summer shower and distant cabs, the sound of their heartbreak joins the symphony in a deep, devastating crescendo.

And... silence.

"I promise," he murmured into the still air, kissing the tears on her face as though erasing the pain with it.

With every drop, he whispers an "I love you" into her skin, face cupped between the wide expanse of his palms, calloused thumbs stroking her cheek methodically.

Even as the sun peaked through the horizon and her tears had long run dry, he continued to breathe promises into the mercy of her lips, desperate to savour every part of her until the very last moment.

"Once the war is over, you won't be able to keep me away doll," he teases, caressing her backside, tracing the outline of her spine with his finger. "I promise to come back, I always do."

—

Until he didn't.

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taglist: @anchoeritic @gxtitobxby @mollysolo @widowdays @1800-shutup @just-here-to-escape-from-reality

[thatslikely]

300 followers fic recs!

thank you so much for 300 followers guys! I was honestly very nervous that this account would never get off the ground, let alone reach such a milestone! I love all you guys, and I plan on doing something a little extra in addition to these recs!

George Weasley

Potions and Constellations - @iliveiloveiwrite

I'd Lie - @spacexcowgirl

Against the World - @amourtentiaa

First Time - @weasleyyy

Meet Me at Cabin 12 Series - @wand3ringr0s3

Forever is a Long Time Without You Series - @cherryweasleys

Sand and Stone Series - @darthwheezely

The Mad Hatter Series - @george-fabian-weasley

Fred Weasley

The Adventures of Fred and Sir Snuggles - @wand3ringr0s3

Broken Promises - @amourtentiaa

In a Crowd of Thousands Miniseries - @weasleyclaw

Swipe Right Series - @lunalovecroft

A Fire on the Horizon Series - @loveboyhalo

Ron Weasley

Tempers and Temptations - @gryffindors-weasley

Preschool Teacher Ron - @widowdays

some mutuals who deserve all the love in the world: @amourtentiaa @anchoeritic @darthwheezely @acosmis-t @accioweaslcy @weasleyyy @probably-peeves @leydileyla @fives-cup-of-coffee @lunalovecroft @loveboyhalo @love-peachh @le-weasley-simp @horrorxweasley @sweetnspicysimp

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twenty two days masterlist

all the pieces from my current project will be listed here ! this will be updated daily [no longer updating]

day one • hermione granger

study date

day two • remus lupin

my moon

day three • ginny weasley

long day

day four • fred weasley

proud

day five • james potter

sweaters

day six • blaise zabini

my idiot

day seven • george weasley

i love you

day eight • sirius black

pretty boy

day nine • sirius black [18+]

hands

day ten • james potter

sick

[milkiane]

so i am feeling incredibly emotional rn so, here’s an appreciation post for my favorite people. (this have been in my drafts for three weeks now) -- so why not post this along with my sleepover <3 sleepover bash

@chokemepansy

need i say more? no— but i will anyway. asteria, my mean cheerleader girlfriend, you are the first moot i’ve ever had, and honestly, i wouldn’t have it any other way. you're my favorite person in the entire world, and pls i am getting so emotional rn, i hate you >:-( i’ve told you everything at my previous letters but i just want you, and everyone else who’s about to read this, to know that you’re my platonic (and quite possibly romantic) soulmate, and my other-third, because pansy owns the shit out of us. love u lots, don’t say it back <3

@accioweaslcy

my favorite headcanon writer 😩 pls alyssa, i’ve had, and still do, have so much fun talking with you. i really, really, love your company, i love your writing, and most especially love you. you were one of my moots that talked to me with such ease and comfort despite being a tad bit younger than you, and it’s been fun ! you’re like one of those seniors who befriends juniors, but still have this amazing (and envying) friendship with each other. not only that, but you being my friend, and me being a dumbass, made our own version of the golden trio with @weasleyyy ! now, this is a story i’ll tell my kids. love u, even if you choose to chomp me <3

@weasleyyy

gHAZAL ! now, are you thankful for me being a half-asleep dumbass who thought you were rose because of your similar urls before, or what ? because i definitely am PFT SJSHSJSHSJN anyways, i’m so happy to have you in my life. i’m a sucker for your chaotic and impulsive energy, and your little thoughts about the hpu. just like rose, thank you for acting just as yourself around me, a smol bisexual mess, because i really do appreciate it, and now you made me a fanclub— which btw, i still cannot get over with. i wheeze everytime i remember it. i love u, madame gazelle, even if you’re a mean li’l fuck ! <3

@amrtxntias

AAAAAAAAH heather, you are officially my unofficial soft british best friend, and no, you do not have a say in this, because you’re stuck with me forever. thank you so much for helping me with terms i need for writing. you’ve been the best, you’ve supported me through every ups and downs with my writings ever since we’ve met. it wasn’t even too long ago ! but you’ve welcomed me like i was a long lost friend of yours. love u, h, the lily to my marlene <3

@buckysbeloved

aliciaaa !! you’re honestly like an older sister i’ve never had. i’ve never had anyone to rant about my marvel fangirlings with, but i am so glad that you were so open with my rants and conspiracy theories. you’ve never judged me or shown any disinterest with my rambles, you’ve been so supportive and you continue to give me the same energy as mine. it’s a very little thing to fuss about, but lish, you’ve got to know that it means so much to me. i’m tearing up— blame the hormones. but really, i’m so grateful for you and your company (and your maxibaby fics). love u to the moon and back ! <3

@acosmis-t

isa isa isa isa isaaaa, pls i love u so much. that’s all i want to say, but ofc, i need to say more. you have been one of my best friends— we clicked the moment we spoke to each other and i was incredibly happy to be your moot. i couldn’t even believe it at first because you’re this rly cool writer with tons of followers and i’m just another user in the crowd but like, everything i want to say is beyond the words that want to come out of my mouth, so i’ll leave it with a thank you for choosing me to be one of your mutuals. thank you for blessing me, and the others, with your lovely fics. never stop doing what you love, i’m here for you always. always was, and always will be. i mean, it should be with the jointed graves and all. love u <3

@reguluscore

SOOOORINNNN. sometimes i question what’s happening inside your head. like one second your posting angsty fics and thoughts, and next thing i know you’re posting a dancing prongs gif. i’ll never understand, i reckon, but that’s alright, i’ll love you just the way you are, even if you break my heart with your angst. tell me who hurt you and i’ll beat them up. i love u so much, i’m still listening to your playlist, because it’s astronomical. sending you some forehead kisses <3

@inks-and-jinx

vivian !! i’m still beyond grateful for you and your artistic and writing talents. you’re such an angel, and i’m so incredibly happy to have you in my life. you’re a sweetheart. you’re every sweet-soft-fluffy nickname there is, because honestly? i cannot speak well, or think straight because i don’t think words can describe how lucky i am to have you. well, i love u, and that’s all i could comprehend <3

@comfortwriting

karis ! you’re honestly one of my fave moots because you never fail to make me so appreciated and loved. your out of the blue messages always make me feel so happy because you’re so wholesome and nice. i’m very, very, glad to have you in my life. thank you for always being there to be my personal therapist and my human diary— who listens to all of my writing ideas, even if i have tons of wips to write. thank you for inspiring me to write again, without you, i would’ve never find my passion for writing again, so thank you, thank you for being the sweetest person there is, i love you ! <3

@krasivayadarling

ANYA ! darling, you are one of the very first mutuals i’ve ever talked to, you’ve welcomed me with open arms when i was new here and i wouldn’t change anything in the world. i’m so glad that you were the first person i’ve ever talked to because you are practically the human form of a squishmallow. don’t question me, you’re my squishmallow. anyways, you’re such a lovely person and i’m very happy to have you in my life, love you ! <3

@cursestothemoon

cHARLY-CHAR !! hehe you are like one of those nice, cool, senior students in school, you never fail to make me so giddy and loved. i’m so happy to have you in my life, and i’m wishing you all the happiness and love in the world because you truly do deserve it, especially when you’ve been nothing but so kind and friendly. pls i feel like crying because i don’t know what i did to deserve you. I BLAME U AND UR AMAZING WRITING SKILLS FOR MAKING ME SOFT >:-( i love you tho <3 — also thank you for that play fighting blurb with fred, i didn’t know that i needed to bite his cute butt until i read it.

@sunflowergirl522

ZOE ZOE ZOE ZOE ZOE ZOE ! I LOVE YOU. i feel so complete when i read your peter fics. i always look forward to them because it’s not everyday you find someone who actually writes him so good, and i know we don’t really interact much, but i feel like i got to know you more through reading your fics. u better trust me when i say that i’ll be your personal hype woman and maxibaby supporter, because i am, and i will forever be ! love u <3

@fives-cup-of-coffee

amelia, you bitch, i love you. to be honest, i've never really expected us to be friends, but ofc, here you are, simping for me and now we're besties. you've been, and still are, so fun to be around with-- only because i get to tease the shit out of you >:-) anyways, thank you for keeping up with my utter bullshit, i'm here for you always, i hope you know that. love ya ! <3

@moonvicake

wAHH-- sasha, hi. pFT JSADHJSAHDJH SORRY BUT PLEASE I LOVE YOU, DID YOU KNOW? it's been so painfully awkward at first because believe me, i'm the most gauche person you'll ever meet if we talk for the first time, but as soon as we grow accustomed to each other, you'd wish that you never spoke to me, because i'm this hot fucking mess, so thank you for keeping up with me. you're one of my favorite mutuals in here. i love you more than puppies and hello kitty pancakes <3

+ my mutuals who’ve been such amazing people, we haven’t talked as much as the tagged moots but i love you all just as equally, you lot mean the world to me, and i’m willing to go on the ends of the earth for all of you <3

@anchoeritic @babyjordy @frankenkyleluvr @ronsbadidea @kc-needs-coffee @nevilles-top @weasleyclaw @sweetnspicysimp @redbullchick @willowbleedsonpaper @weasleysandwheezes @daffodilmoons @incorrectpeterparker @dracosaccount @cedrics-grave @pad-foots @peepeepotter @oldschoolkiddo @spideyspixies @daltonacademia @eunoniaa @love-peachh @george-fabian-weasley @mayonnaise-and-anarchy @darthwheezely @thotbutpurple @l0ttadreamz @daisyyy2516 @prettywhitedoves @band--psycho @widowdays @loveboyhalo @gxtitobxby @fandomvariousness @nothinghcppens (i passed the 50 tags rule, eek— i’m sorry, i love all of you whom i didn’t get to tag, though 🥺)

[biderboy]

sorin’s 700 sleepover !

hi hi !! wow..700. weird cause just last month i hit 500. weird weird weird, y’all really like me huh😏 JK NO SERIOUSLY !!! this means a lot to me, to know people enjoy my work and enjoy me that’s like??? yea i’m so bad with words let’s get on with it <3

this time around it’s a bit different, so i hope you enjoy ! sleepover CLOSED !

💫- ships - as usual, send me a fact or a little about yourself, and i’ll ship you with a character !! (harry potter, narnia, criminal minds, + supernatural!)

🏹- angel!james - send me an arrow and i’ll share one fact/headcanon about angel!james !

🌃- city lovers (moots only!!) - send me one and i’ll tell you what city you remind me of !

💌- playlists - i pride myself in my music so send me an ask and i’ll tell you which playlist title of mine reminds me of you <3

🖇- behind the scenes - send me a title of one of my works and i’ll share a small fact about it, what my inspiration was, what didn’t make the cut, or simply why i wrote it !!

tagging some mutuals who i adore and encourage me to keep this shit blog under the cut <3;

@anchoeritic @anywherebuthere @acosmis-t @averychaoticcritter @amourtentiaa @astramalfoy @cedrics-grave @ch0colatefr0gs @destourtereaux @darthwheezely @fredshufflepuff @fives-cup-of-coffee @gxtitobxby @gcdric @m4r13l3y @rcwenaclaw @thotbutpurple @ur-local-reality-shifter @weelittleweasley @widowdays @weasleyyy

[miiamour]

mia’s 100 celebration <3

♥︎this celebration will take place from [ april 1st - april 4th] ♥︎

WHAT THE— are you serious! 100 people? that’s crazy bro. i’m completely flabbergasted! i’ve had tumblr for years but i’ve never properly posted until maybe early march. i am so happy and thankful for every single one of you<3 so to say thank you, i will be hosting a little sleepover celebration thing. i’ve always wanted to do one and now i’m able to. send me an emoji in my inbox with context depending on the emoji and i will gladly partake! it’s gonna be so embarrassing if no one participates

💌 — ships: send me this along with a short description or fact about your self and i will give you a character from the harry potter franchise that i ship you with. (marauders & golden era)

🌙 — fic recs: send me this along with a hp character and topic and i will recommend some of my favorite fics that correlate to said topic.

☁️ — mia’s headcanons: send me this along with a character from the harry potter franchise and i will give you 2-3 of my personal headcanons.

🍒— fmk: send me this along with give me three characters from the harry potter franchise and i will decide whether i want to.. well you know.

🧡 — ron responds: send me this along with a question or sentence for ron and i will respond the way i think ron weasley would respond.

❤️— moots only: send me this and i will respond with a song that reminds me of your blog

tagging mutuals below the cut

@anchoeritic @anywherebuthere @ang9lic @ronsonlywhore @keepawaythenargles @sweeterthansammy @siriusmydeer @widowdays @fives-cup-of-coffee @wh0reforharryjamespotter @myloveforluna @bisou-doux @eunoniaa @dracosmainhoe @auroron @amrtxntias @ronweasleysgf @sweetnspicysimp @mullthingsoverinthehotwater

[amixedwitch]

if i need to catch up with your fic/want me to read your fic SEND ME THE LINKS!

i am a creating a spreadsheet with the fanfics i need to catch up on and i would to have all this organized so that i don't neglect reading!!!!

I'll read fics from the Harry Potter, Hunger Games, Narnia, Star Wars, ATLA, and Shadow and Bone universes!

(note: if you are a minor I won't be able to read your smut but I'll take your other stuff!)

I will promise reblog your work with my reviews and comments!!!!!

Tagging:

@ceruleanwhore @ilguna @thusatlas @sunflowerdarlingx @dramionedaydream @holden-caulfield @ghosts-of-hogwarts @sunny-bunnny @inureflower @reguluscore @widowdays @gxtitobxby @writingsomewrongs

AND MORE

[anywherebuthere]

@widowdays you're in time out bitch, what you just posted was so rude 🙄🖐️

go read it if you haven't 🤸‍♀️🤸‍♀️

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remade my taglist!

if you've already added yourself, please do it again so i'm not confused <3

it's here

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♡ masterlist

twenty two days [abandoned]

about requests

[solarviolet]

requests

okay so time to mention this again because i keep getting requests even though i've said i don't !

i’ve had a lot of people ask me if i take requests and i have to say no!

why no ? because requests make me feel extremely anxious and i hate it.

i can’t handle them, because i know someone is out there waiting for me to write something they requested and i’ll cry because i can’t do it.

i can't deal with it, i prefer to write my own things without having the added pressure. maybe one day i’ll take requests but for now i can’t do it, like my brain will completely shut down and i’ll be staring at my walls for hours.

i used to do requests on a really old blog years ago but it would drain me physically and mentally and now that i know what that feels like i don’t want to feel the same again, because that caused me to step away from writing for years and i’ve only just found peace with it and i’d love to keep it that way.

also i currently have about 26 different ideas i'm working on and just adding requests to this, would make me explode. i work in a preschool and i'm always tired when i'm back home. so when i have time i'd rather work on my own original pieces.

i'm sorry if this upsets anyone but this is the way i work. there's lots of amazing authors out there who would be happy to accept your request, but not me.

okay i'm now rambling bye !