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[jackdevil4311]

The Metal Head and the Material Girl (Eddie Munson x Reader)

Masterlist Part 2

Eddie Munson x Reader (She/Her)

Warnings: None

Synopsis: When a super fem new girl joins Eddie’s class he thinks he’s got her all figured out, but he soon finds out that the popular kids aren’t the only ones who judge people’s first appearances 

Y/N notes: none

Okay I don’t usually do writers notes but I gotta say thanks to these four: @carolinaflicker​ @iamsiriuss​ @hauntingtherosebush​ @lindsey3300​ for helping me out on the lil bit of D&D stuff I mentioned. Some of you guys had slightly different answers for me so if I’m still wrong let me know! (And other D&D playing peeps)

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-ˋˏ 𝟤 𝟢 𝟢 p r o m p t s ˎˊ- 

.𝟣 it’s been two years!

.𝟤 yeah, i’m here

.𝟥 surprise

.𝟦 kiss me

.𝟧 please don’t die

.𝟨 she/he is beautiful

.𝟩 just breathe

.𝟪 you're leaving?

.𝟫 you killed him/her!

.𝟣𝟢 i still love him/her

.𝟣𝟣 don't fall in love with the wrong guy

.𝟣𝟤 who's she?

.𝟣𝟥 you're what?

.𝟣𝟦 i loved him!

.𝟣𝟧 you don't love her, do you?

.𝟣𝟨 you okay?

.𝟣𝟩 uh, yeah. everything's is okay

.𝟣𝟪 get off me!

.𝟣𝟫 who cares?

.𝟤𝟢 just relax

.𝟤𝟣 if everyone was normal we wouldn't be

here

.𝟤𝟤 please put your dick away

.𝟤𝟥 he's been their father because you can't

.𝟤𝟦 sure- i mean i do

.𝟤𝟧 i can't be with you if you're going to act

like this

.𝟤𝟨 i'm doing what i can

.𝟤𝟩 out of the top five people you love, i'm at

at the bottom

.𝟤𝟪 don't call me that

.𝟤𝟫 i'm only trying to do what's best for

him/her

.𝟥𝟢 don't be nervous, they'll love you

.𝟥𝟣 please don't leave me with him

.𝟥𝟤 for god's sake sit down!

.𝟥𝟥 i'm not going

.𝟥𝟦 i don't plan on it

.𝟥𝟧 don't worry, they'll be fine

.𝟥𝟨 did you actually love him/her?

.𝟥𝟩 but i mean, it's him/her

.𝟥𝟪 wake up

.𝟥𝟫 you shouldn't have even been there!

.𝟦𝟢 none of that matters anymore

.𝟦𝟣 okay, and?

.𝟦𝟤 you have to get out and see the world

.𝟦𝟥 talk to me

.𝟦𝟦 you can't keep doing this

.𝟦𝟧 don't say that

.𝟦𝟨 i could kiss you right now

.𝟦𝟩 yeah, i was drunk

.𝟦𝟪 it's all your fault

.𝟦𝟫 i shouldn't be in love with you

.𝟧𝟢 it was all just a mistake

.𝟧𝟣 everyone keeps telling me you're the bad

guy

.𝟧𝟤 you lost your mind

.𝟧𝟥 i'm never doing that again

.𝟧𝟦 i never meant for anyone to get hurt,

especially you

.𝟧𝟧 it's not what it looks like

.𝟧𝟨 you could've done something, but you

didn't

.𝟧𝟩 can you stop for one second so i can say

say something for once

.𝟧𝟪 you haven't touched your food

.𝟧𝟫 stay here

.𝟨𝟢 i know it's the middle of the night, but i

needed to see you

.𝟨𝟣 don't leave

.𝟨𝟤 my parents asked about you again

.𝟨𝟥 go on then

.𝟨𝟦 i'm tried of being your secret

.𝟨𝟧 i'm not happy here

.𝟨𝟨 we'll get through this

.𝟨𝟩 i shouldn't be talking about this right now

.𝟨𝟪 we both know what we said wasn't a lie

.𝟨𝟫 you don't need to protect me

.𝟩𝟢 i meant every word i said

.𝟩𝟣 all i wanted was the truth

.𝟩𝟤 what are you doing here?

.𝟩𝟥 oh my god, why is there blood?

.𝟩𝟦 look away

.𝟩𝟧 i trusted you

.𝟩𝟨 i hate how much i love you

.𝟩𝟩 you kissed him/her?

.𝟩𝟪 that's it?

.𝟩𝟫 i want to be sorry

.𝟪𝟢 i just see shape and colors and just blurs!

then i see you, an actual a person i can

see. but why?

.𝟪𝟣 you like him/her!

.𝟪𝟤 next thing you know, there she/he is laying

in my bed, naked

.𝟪𝟥 i don't know why you're mad?

- i wish i was mad!

.𝟪𝟦 it's just pleasing to be with you

.𝟪𝟧 i thought so too

.𝟪𝟨 you can't shut up, can you?

.𝟪𝟩 just you and me and no one else

.𝟪𝟪 you're cute when you're angry

.𝟪𝟫 i love you okay!

.𝟫𝟢 hey, that's mine!

.𝟫𝟣 next time, tell me when you're bringing

your mother

.𝟫𝟤 why are you sleeping with him/her?

.𝟫𝟥 you're sick, i need to take care of you

.𝟫𝟦 we were going to have company

.𝟫𝟧 seriously, what the hell?

.𝟫𝟨 don't be jealous

.𝟫𝟩 was that the plan?

.𝟫𝟪 what is going on between us?

.𝟫𝟫 i can't believe it turned out like this

.𝟣𝟢𝟢 is this a joke?

.𝟣𝟢𝟣 save your excuses

.𝟣𝟢𝟤 give me a reason to let you go, please

.𝟣𝟢𝟥 all i gave you, was it not enough?

.𝟣𝟢𝟦 i'd hold onto something if i were you

.𝟣𝟢𝟧 just a little harder

.𝟣𝟢𝟨 i want you know

.𝟣𝟢𝟩 have you ever been in love?

.𝟣𝟢𝟪 please, just call me in the morning?

.𝟣𝟢𝟫 you are not going out like that

.𝟣𝟣𝟢 it's okay, you don't have to be quiet

.𝟣𝟣𝟣 this is a one time thing

.𝟣𝟣𝟤 get on your hands and knees, now

.𝟣𝟣𝟥 i want to fuck you right up against the

glass so everyone can see how good you

take it

.𝟣𝟣𝟦 every single thought i have about you is

improper

.𝟣𝟣𝟧 make me

.𝟣𝟣𝟨 don't give me that look

.𝟣𝟣𝟩 stay quiet

.𝟣𝟣𝟪 i promise i'll be good

.𝟣𝟣𝟫 i told you to stay still

.𝟣𝟤𝟢 i think i've made my intentions clear

.𝟣𝟤𝟣 be a good girl for me, okay?

.𝟣𝟤𝟤 oh. no, i'm gonna make it hurt

.𝟣𝟤𝟥 don't tempt me

.𝟣𝟤𝟦 don't forget who you belong to

.𝟣𝟤𝟧 i'm not jealous! it's just, you're mine

.𝟣𝟤𝟨 just smile, i really just need to see your

smile

.𝟣𝟤𝟩 i can't do this without you

.𝟣𝟤𝟪 i'll protect you not matter what, even if it

kills me

.𝟣𝟤𝟫 he/she doesn't sleep when you're gone

.𝟣𝟥𝟢 does it kill you? knowing that you can't do

anything to stop me

.𝟣𝟥𝟣 don't ever say that name in front me ever,

do you understand?

.𝟣𝟥𝟤 where's your hero now, when you need

him/her the most?

.𝟣𝟥𝟥 i can't give up, he/she needs me so i can't

give up

.𝟣𝟥𝟦 it'd be a shame if someone you loved got

hurt

.𝟣𝟥𝟧 every promise you say you're going to

keep you break

.𝟣𝟥𝟨 quit looking at me, you're making me

nervous

.𝟣𝟥𝟩 i love you and it scares me

.𝟣𝟥𝟪 you always lie, and no matter what i can't

help but believe you

.𝟣𝟥𝟫 don't. don't you dare fucking touch me

.𝟣𝟦𝟢 if you leave, i won't be here

.𝟣𝟦𝟣 i would die before i let anything happen

to you

.𝟣𝟦𝟤 the more i look at you, the more in love i

get

.𝟣𝟦𝟥 you better watch your fucking mouth

.𝟣𝟦𝟧 i can't wait to put bruises all over that

pretty skin

.𝟣𝟦𝟨 call me selfish, but i don't ever want

anyone else to touch you

.𝟣𝟦𝟩 i'm always fixing your mistakes

.𝟣𝟦𝟪 i can't just sit here and watch it burn

.𝟣𝟦𝟫 you don't deserve this, you don't deserve

to be hurt

.𝟣𝟧𝟢 where'd all these scars come from?

.𝟣𝟧𝟣 you telling me not to worry doesn't work,

you know that

.𝟣𝟧𝟤 accidents don't happen accidentally

.𝟣𝟧𝟥 do you want to die? cause this how you

get killed

.𝟣𝟧𝟦 hey, call me when you get this

.𝟣𝟧𝟧 i never meant to fall for you

.𝟣𝟧𝟨 i'm home alone and you're god's knows

where

.𝟣𝟧𝟩 i just want to know what you're thinking

.𝟣𝟧𝟪 how could i not love someone like you?

.𝟣𝟧𝟫 i don't want to die, but i don't want to live

like this

.𝟣𝟨𝟢 so who's the lucky girl/guy

.𝟣𝟨𝟣 i wish everyday to hold you once more

.𝟣𝟨𝟤 please stay with me, for one moment

please

.𝟣𝟨𝟥 look at you- god you're gorgeous

.𝟣𝟨𝟦 i don't think i ever loved someone this

much before

.𝟣𝟨𝟧 please hold me, it's been on hell of a day

.𝟣𝟨𝟨 i'll handle this

.𝟣𝟨𝟩 how come he/she loves you?

.𝟣𝟨𝟪 i know you're awake

.𝟣𝟨𝟫 you're normally not awake this early

.𝟣𝟩𝟢 i- you like breathtaking

.𝟣𝟩𝟣 i just want to spend the rest of my life

with you

.𝟣𝟩𝟤 you never called back

.𝟣𝟩𝟥 correct me if i'm wrong, but i thought you

hit puberty already

.𝟣𝟩𝟦 we're not together, ya know, him/her and i

.𝟣𝟩𝟧 please jut let me help for once

.𝟣𝟩𝟨 i love you a little too much

.𝟣𝟩𝟩 just stay where you are. i'm on my way,

okay?

.𝟣𝟩𝟪 i wish i could be there for you

.𝟣𝟩𝟫 why the fuck would you say that

.𝟣𝟪𝟢 you don't have be strong all the time

.𝟣𝟪𝟣 would it help if i stayed?

.𝟣𝟪𝟤 hey, you forgot this

.𝟣𝟪𝟥 first second i saw i couldn't get over how

beautiful you were

.𝟣𝟪𝟦 do you want me to leave?

.𝟣𝟪𝟨 this is, by far, the dumbest thing you've

ever done

.𝟣𝟪𝟨 before i do this, i need you to know i have

always and will forever love you

.𝟣𝟪𝟩 how long have you been standing there?

.𝟣𝟪𝟪 i'm sorry, what? i keep getting lost in your

eyes

.𝟣𝟪𝟫 look, i don't have much time, but i wanted

to say i love you

.𝟣𝟫𝟢 i just wanna be with you tonight

.𝟣𝟫𝟣 i was lucky to find a woman who can

cook as good as she fucks

.𝟣𝟫𝟤 i just showered, but i don't mind taking

another one with you

.𝟣𝟫𝟥 if you try wearing that out, i'll rip it off you

.𝟣𝟫𝟦 don't mind me. i'm just enjoying the view

.𝟣𝟫𝟧 what do you mean the bed broke?

.𝟣𝟫𝟨 do forgive me if i get a bit carried away

.𝟣𝟫𝟩 i shouldn't allow myself to get so close to

you

.𝟣𝟫𝟪 don' touch what ain't yours

.𝟣𝟫𝟫 think you can warm me up?

.𝟤𝟢𝟢 say it again

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I’m sorry, I just can’t get over how beautiful this man is.

Like there is this version:

Which is cocky, confident, doesn’t even need to wink at you. You’re already mesmerized.

Then there’s this:

Which is just snuggly, cute, and absolutely adorable.

But then he turns around and does shit like this:

Which is “I have nothing but innocent intentions, I swear.” Boy next-door vibes.

Only to leave you with this fucking masterpiece:

“I’m gonna be your nightmare” in which everyone replies… PLEASE DO.

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Y'know what, fuck this bullshit. I need to know y'all are actually against it.

Reblog this if you will NOT use or support Post+.

I hope to make @staff see how that is total bullshit. Tumblr will die without writers/creators.

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Hey! I’m back with another request!

Reader and Ted practicality have all the same classes and whenever they have to do projects or work in pairs Ted without fail or shame is always like “Can she work with me! Please!” Even in front of the class So he can flirt with her during the project

She/her pronouns pls :D

Also I LOVED ORBITING JUPITER I NEVER HEAR ANYONE TALK ABOUT IT

An Ode to You

Ted Nivison x reader [she/her used]

The teacher, Mrs. Statham, smacked a stack of papers on her rolling cart. She lined the edges of them up to make it straight, then held the stack in her off arm. She turned to face the class, smiling kindly as she stood tall in her professional shoes.

“This week, we’re starting a project. You and a partner will be writing poetry based on prompts and discussing your different styles of writing. Your partner will be randomly assigned-“ the class groaned, some shutting books in protest. “Hey. It’s 9am, you think I want this either?” The class grew quiet. “Exactly. Now, I’m pulling names from a hat. First is…”

y/n leaned into her open palm, closing her eyes for a moment. She could hear students shuffling around their chairs, tennis ball covered legs scraping the cheap cement. She ran a hand through her hair, leaning back to stretch her back over the cheap school chair.

“YES.” Someone stood quickly in the opposite corner of the room, the scraping and falling sound of the chair making y/n jump. She opened her eyes to see her classmate Ted standing up in the corner with his arms upright in a cheering motion. He smiled widely, looking over towards y/n. He quickly realized his outburst, dropping his arms and pushing his glasses further onto his face. “Should I pick up that chair?”

“Yes, Ted. Then go move over to your partner.” Mrs. Statham shook her head, going back to the task she’d been working on before hand. Ted gathered his things, placing the chair back to where it belonged, and headed across the classroom to where y/n sat. He pulled the chair next to her out and sat down, smiling widely.

“Hey, come here often?”

y/n rolled her eyes, trying to hide a small smile. “Good morning Ted.”

“Good morning gorgeous.” Ted looked away from y/n, sorting through his backpack for a spiral notebook and a mechanical pencil. He turned back to y/n, intending to say something, but Mrs. Statham spoke first.

“All partners have been assigned. On the board are types of poetry and some one-word prompts. Yes you and your partner must pick the same type of poem and prompt. If you have any questions, I’ll be up here grading. Go ahead.”

The students began chattering as Mrs. Statham went to her desk. y/n huffed, staring at the board. She wasn’t well-versed on types of poetry, and the list was quite long.

“How about an Ode? You know like an Ode to something?” Ted gestured with his pencil as he talked. “I’ll let you pick the category.”

“An Ode to…” y/n scanned the board, looking for the right word. “Does that say darling?”

“No?” Ted squinted as he looked at the board as well. “I think it says daring. But I like darling! An ode to darling.”

y/n smiled, turning to begin writing in her own notebook. The rest of the lesson went on with only a few scattered comments from Ted.

“What color are your eyes?”

y/n looked up at him, confused. “Why?”

“Never mind I got it.” Ted furiously scratched at his paper, y/n returning to her own.

“What season is your favorite would you say?”

“Fall.” y/n set down her pencil, smiling kindly at Ted. “I like the leaves and it’s usually a nice temperature out. You?”

“I’m a late spring early summer kind of guy.” Ted taped his pencil over and over in a slow rhythm he could only hear in his head. “I mean, unless you have a pollen allergy.”

“Why?”

“I can’t take you out if you’ll be sneezing and coughing the whole time. I don’t know, maybe the fall could be a good time.” Ted waved like he was getting rid of an idea. “I’ll figure it out.”

“Okay?” y/n thought to herself for a moment, then ignored Ted’s question to go back to her work.

“Hey what’s your-“ Ted was cut short by the ringing of the school bell. He groaned dramatically as y/n stood to gather her things. “No! Stop.”

“Why?” y/n didn’t stop, instead zipping her bag shut and throwing it over her shoulder. Ted grabbed onto the edge of her shirt, tugging slightly.

“I don’t want you to go.”

“Ted, I have a class across the school. I’ll see you tomorrow.” y/n gently pulled her shirt from Ted’s grasp. He sighed, standing up.

“Fine. Let me walk you there at least?”

It took Ted all of a minute to gather his things. He shouldered his back pack and led y/n out of the classroom. He let his hand fall to his side, gently taking y/n’s middle finger and wrapping his own finger around it. He looked down at her, smiling softly, and held on tighter when she showed no sign of discomfort.

The two walked in silence across the school, taking y/n to her science class. Ted stopped her before she walked in, keeping her finger is his grasp. “Can I see you later?”

“Ted, we have class tomorrow. I’ll see you then.” y/n patted him in the arm, politely excusing her self. She watched him walk backwards down the hall, and turned to walk into the class.

“I’ll be thinking of you!” She rolled her eyes at Ted’s outburst, avoiding the peering eyes of her classmates.

———

The next few days continued the same way; Ted endlessly flirting while y/n write her ode. The writing came easy to her. She wrote about the stars, about the constellations and the night sky. It was a basic topic she knew, but it was easy to write about and it fit the prompt. She wasn’t sure what Ted had written about, but by now everyone had finished their poems, and it was time to present.

“Alright, Ted and y/n?” Mrs. Statham sat behind her desk, yawning into her mug of tea. “Please state your type and prompt.”

“We chose an Ode, and I miss read the prompt so instead of daring we chose darling?”

She nodded, keeping her eyes on the grading sheet in front of her. “I like it. Go ahead.”

y/n cleared her throat. She looked over at Ted, waiting to see who would go first. He gestured to her, offering her to go first while smiling kindly. Oddly enough, for it being the first class of the day, Ted seemed to be the most awake in the classroom.

“For darkness around you, a pattern to make do…” y/n read robotically from the sheet of paper in front of her. The poem lasted only ten seconds, letting her quickly set it aside and awkwardly smile at her classmates. There was light clapping from the crowd, complimentary almost.

“Very good.” Mrs. Statham scribbled on the grading sheet with a blue pen. “And what was that called again?”

“An Ode to the Stars.”

“Thank you. Ted you’re next?”

Ted nodded eagerly, straightening himself. He smoothed down the front of his shirt and looked expectantly at Mrs. Statham. “Do I-“

“There are no extra credit points for memorization. However, if you’d like to, go ahead.”

“Thank you.” Ted turned back to y/n, smiling widely. “I’m encaptured in your loving stare; My darling girl, my lady, fair.”

Ted went on for a long minute, leaving y/n a flustered mess. Every stanza, Ted found a new way to look at her. A new way to gesture to her. A new way to emphasize the lines he spoke. And after that long minute, the class fell silent for a moment before clapping loudly for Ted’s display.

“Thank you both. Class, did we notice any differences in Ted and y/n’s writing?”

Someone y/n didn’t know the name of put their hand upwards, prompting Mrs. Statham to call on them. “Well, y/n wrote about an object, Ted wrote about a person.”

“Good. Is there anything else we can infer class?”

“Oh!” Someone in the back classroom sat up straighter as they shouted out. y/n couldn’t quite see who it was. “y/n wrote kind of factual? Like things that we could all see. But Ted sees the person differently than we’d normally… perceive them?”

“Yeah. Exactly. Alright good job you two, go ahead and take your seats.”

Ted followed y/n to the shared desk in the far corner of the classroom. Another set of students went up to present theirs, and y/n kept her eyes glued forward on the pair, avoiding looking at Ted.

“I really liked yours.” Ted leaned over to whisper in her ear. She jumped a bit, surprised by how close he sat. “I think it was beautiful.”

“Thanks.” y/n chewed at the inside of her lip. “What was yours called again?”

“An Ode to You.”

“Sorry?” y/n tried to swallow the heat rising to her face, trying to not be flustered in front of Ted.

“It’s called An Ode to You.”

“To me?”

“No— well.” Ted twirled a pencil around in his finger tips. “It’s called An Ode to You, not like An Ode to y/n, I mean technically it is about you-“

“Me? What, are you flirting?”

Someone snorted in the seat in front of y/n and Ted. “You just noticed?”

y/n watched Ted’s face turn bright red. “I mean, they’re right. You just noticed?”

“I assumed it was a joke.”

“Why would I be joking?” Ted looked at y/n with concern etched across his face.

“I don’t know! Are you not joking?”

“No.” Ted very gently took y/n’s hand in his. “y/n, my darling. I would never joke about you.”

“Well Ted, honey, it’s 9am and you’re flirting with a tired teenager.”

“Can I flirt with you some other time?”

“Yes.” y/n yawned, stretching her arms upwards. “Any other time.”

“Tonight then? 7 o’clock?”

“Why 7-?” y/n stopped, her face becoming increasingly heated as the realization came to her. “A date? You want to take me on a date?”

The school bell rang and Ted stood from the desk, placing a folded piece of paper in front of y/n. “Text me, I’ll come pick you up.”

She watched Ted walk away, then looked down at the paper. On it read a phone a number that she assumed belonged to ted. When she unfolded it, however, was a hand written poem with a title reading, An Ode to y/n.

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im fine with most things lol

Hello please reblog this if you're okay with people sending you random asks to get to know you better

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Bucky In My DR (cause why not)

Bucky was born in modern time and I scripted that my DR starts at 13 and we stop ageing at 23 so obviously he'll be weirder than everyone elses

Bucky is a bit clingy when he likes someone a lot

He has an obsession with Minecraft and whenever I'm on the main server he's there too, not streaming, just working on something

he has dyed his hair split half-n-half when it was long

he gives the best back massages

he plays the guitar and sings, he has a YouTube channel for it

hes flirty but can tell when to shut up

when I'm sad he has a tendency to just make the weirdest noise to cheer me up, when that doesn't work he begins to dance with me, not goofy or anything, just genuinely sweetly because if weird noises wont help then he at least wants to be sweet and caring with me

his favorite food is beef pot pie

he can and will make a mask out of monster energy drinks

he grabs my thumb for no other reason (from him) other than he wanted to

he writes songs about heartbreak and falling in love as well as what its like to be a bit of a player

he uses SO MANY EMOJI'S

sometimes we'll just chill anywhere, not saying anything, but still touching and looking at eachother

instead of him having his arm cut off its a sleeve tattoo he got on his 18th birthday

his favorite flowers are daisy's

he paints his nails different colors (his favorite colors to paint them is white with lil lilac accents or vice versa)

his favorite color is white

he has a diary that has little squishies on them

speaking of squishes, this man had over a dozen on his book bag through out middle school and high school which eventually lead to him wearing a chain on his jeans that had a bunch of squishies

my floor has a fluffy carpet and i got a blanket to match because he would lay on the floor cause he liked the fur so him falling asleep in my bed is becoming more and more common

he is cottage core and will barely admit it

he will only have a few alcoholic beverages before he'll stop because he knows he'll get drunk and embarrass himself

when he is drunk, he'll cling to the person he trusts most(ie. me, Steve, Loki ect) and when anyone makes a joke he will laugh his ass off, he's really goofy tbh

he likes coffee over tea, but he still will drink both

Tell me if I should do more but i originally made this post at 3 am

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I now present to you: a convo from my Dream Reality

Me: *sigh* every now and then i wish it were 2016...

Bucky: why though?

Me: because then it’d be easier to find proper fanfics from that time that make me properly laugh and cringe in ways only 2016 fashion fanfic could.

Bucky: then why didn’t you script that it was 2016?

Me: because i was scared i wouldn’t have any memory of you guys. I didn’t know anything about you until like 2020, maybe later.

Bucky: ohhh. Well then, what was so good in 2016? In the fanfics i mean.

Me: well, we’d run off to save you, Clint would be in the vents, Thor would be eating pop tarts, we would all be shipping Steve and tony, and a bunch of other stuff.

Bucky: that sounds fun i guess.

Me:...

Bucky:...

Me:... you wanna shift into a 2016 tower fanfic with me?

Bucky: YES! DO YOU EVEN NEED TO ASK?

So if i don’t post more other than my writers block, it’s cause I’m teaching Bucky how to shift and probably Steve, Loki, Zemo, Sam and Thor how to shift.... send mercy...

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Sometimes I don’t want to be here, I’ll never blame you guys for that, but when I don’t wanna be here I’m listening to my playlist and drawing on his bed while he strums his guitar lightly singing along and tapping at it and every now and then he’ll look over and smile and compliment my work that I probably just started and he’ll just say “I know, I know, but it still looks good, everything looks good when you put effort into it.” And he’ll go back to his guitar, lightly singing along and tapping against its wood and strings.

Hearing him sing is my happy place

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If Bucky had Instagram...

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Random sad Bucky Barnes thing,

Warning: death

“RIP THAT BUCKY AYYEEE, BUCKY DEAD TONIIIGHT”

(I am so sorry)

I pressed my lips to his like I’ve always wanted, but it wasn’t how I imagined this would go. He lay lifeless of the floor and his breath not returning to his lungs. I placed my hands on his chest once again starting CPR. I knew he was gone, why wouldn’t I accept it?

“Y/n... I’m so sorry, but I don’t think he’s gonna come back.” I felt my best friend place their hand on my shoulder. I didn’t move for a second.

My face turned into one of a scowl before I got off my knees and turned towards the man in dark red and black with a gun in his hands.

He breathed harshly. Before scoffing at the man on the floor.

“Walker...” I mumbled to myself.

I began to walk towards him, my fists clenching causing my knuckles to grow white.

“Whoa calm down sweetheart, he was dangerous, I did you a favor.” He stated, placing the gun in it’s holster.

I reached him and landed a sucker punch on his nose, blood immediately spilling out. I grabbed him by the collar and pulled him face to face with me.

“You, did no one, a favor.” I felt myself smile sickly, “all you did was give me a motive, got it? So watch you ass and sleep with one eye open.”

I shoved him away and walked back to the man who lay on the floor.

“Don’t worry Plum,” i got down on one knee beside him, “I’ll see you again in another life soon.”

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Everyone shush and calm down while i jam out to Backyard Boy and think about laying on my trampoline with Bucky as we lightly sing along with our eyes closed from the sun shining right in our eyes with our heads facing each other but one of us is upside down while we gently rub noses.

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#are you kidding me

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a part of me does wish that he would break out of prison again and run off, expecting me to find him. and i would, we would find eachother at some lonesome place and share a drink while he monologued until the night fell. and maybe, eventually, we would have a moment where we set aside our brokenness and became something more than just enemies or “ a means to an end. ” does this make me sound like a hopeless romantic ? i just thought of that.

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I miss them 🥺

2 Years ago

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... no comment but-

✨🥺☺️😭😳💫

Daniel Brühl as Andrea in LADIES IN LAVENDER (2004)

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I love this too much

Fanfiction Club: The Rules

This idea came to me when I woke up first thing this morning.