#Just three guys hanging out and talking about war criminals in the coffee shop

[sentientcave]

Saw my friends that got me into cod today and one of them was wearing a Simon Ghost Riley shirt and the other had Soap dogtags and skeleton gloves hell yeah nice to see we're still on brand

[swan-of-sunrise]

Spellbinding (Chapter Seventeen)

Summary: A special anniversary of (Y/N) and Loki’s is fast approaching and after struggling to find her boyfriend the perfect gift, (Y/N) finally decides to do something life-changing for their special evening.

Pairing: Loki X Reader

Word Count: 3.1k

Warnings/Disclaimers: None

A/N: This chapter has so much fluff, so I hope that you enjoy!

Chapter Seventeen February 9th, 2016 Brooklyn, New York City (Previous Chapter)

Before her life as an Avenger, (Y/N) had never cared much for shopping. All of the money she earned as a trainee librarian was budgeted out for rent, bills and groceries and if there was somehow money left over after all of that, it all went to purchasing secondhand books for her growing collection. She simply didn’t have the luxury to go shopping for things she knew she didn’t need, but that all changed when she joined the Avengers. Since she was earning more money and not paying any bills, she decided to divide her salary into three sections; one section went into a savings account, the second went towards various organizations and charities, and the third she kept to spend however she liked. Independent shops and small businesses were her favorite places to visit, and it was at one such shop that (Y/N) decided to purchase her anniversary gift for Loki; the couple had decided to celebrate the anniversary of when they first met instead of when they’d finally become a couple, much to the bewilderment of their teammates.

“You know, doll, I’m still a little confused as to why you brought me along and not one of the others.” Bucky remarked, glancing around the cozy boutique with a raised brow. “It’s not that I don’t enjoy hanging out with you or anything, but…well, the Winter Soldier and shopping are two things that don’t really go together.”

(Y/N) gave him a good-natured shrug and began browsing. “Bucky, I asked you to come with me because you’re an incredibly perceptive person; you tend to see things that others might miss, and you have an uncanny ability to read people. And if I’m going to find the perfect anniversary gift for Loki before the 20th, then you’re one of the best to ask for a little help.”

“And you brought Tic-Tac along because…?”

They both glanced over at Scott, who was currently reading the dust-jacket of a magic trick how-to book across the boutique. “He wanted to hang out with us before flying back to San Francisco tomorrow.” Bucky shot her a look. “What?”

“Don’t you think Lang’s a little bit…annoying?”

“Not any more annoying than the rest of my teammates.” She playfully retorted and when he scoffed, she elaborated. “Apparently, you forgot the time when you and Clint scared the hell out of me by dropping down from the ceiling vent in my suite. That was my fourth day as an Avenger, if I remember correctly.”

Bucky rolled his eyes. “Okay, you’ve got a point there, but-”

“Hey, check out this book, guys!” Scott hurried over to them with a wide grin on his face. “Slight-of-hand magic tricks! I’ve always wanted to learn how to do that; I mean, it’s not real magic like your Light Elf kind, (Y/N), but I-” He winced and lowered his voice to a stage-whisper. “Sorry, that was kinda loud! You guys should really check this stuff out, though, c’mon!”

(Y/N) met the super soldier’s ‘I-told-you-so’ expression and gave her head a small shake before adjusting her glasses and following after Scott. “I swear, it’s like I’m surrounded by children…”

The trio spent the afternoon scouring shop after shop for the perfect anniversary gift but nothing stood out to them. Sensing her growing desperation, Bucky suggested they take a break at the nearest coffee shop and brainstorm a new plan.

“How is this so difficult?” (Y/N) groaned in frustration, resting her head in her hands as she stared dejectedly at her half-empty cup of hot chocolate. “I know Loki better than anyone else on the planet. Shouldn’t that make it easier for me to get him a gift?”

In her peripheral vision, she saw Bucky and Scott exchange matching looks of apprehension before Bucky replied, “Well…do you think that maybe you’re overthinking all this?” She glanced up at him, her brow furrowed in confusion. “From what I saw, you didn’t have any problems getting Loki a Christmas present. It was a book, right?”

“A first edition of Gods and Myths of Northern Europe; he’d always joked about all the silly ways Midgardians had interpreted his life, so I thought it would make a fun gift for his first real Christmas. But I can’t get him another book.”

Scott frowned. “Why not?”

“Because I would just be repeating myself, or making myself look like I’m not putting any effort into it.” (Y/N) sighed to herself. “All I want to do is show Loki how much I care about him and I feel like…I feel like nothing I do can ever properly convey that.”

All three of them sat in silence for several long moments until Scott suddenly spoke up. “You’ve gotta be kidding me, (Y/N). You show Loki how much you love him every single day!” Bucky looked over at Scott in surprise while (Y/N) shrugged half-heartedly. “I’m serious! You look at him like he’s the only guy in the world because in your eyes, he is. You know how many people would kill to have someone look at them that way? You’re the reason why a war criminal was able to turn his entire life around and become an Avenger; your love for him is what gave him the strength to believe that he could be a better man. Believe me, Loki knows exactly how much you love him; if you’re still dead-set on doing something special for your anniversary, though, a simple gesture could do a lot more than a superficial gift.”

Bucky let out a low whistle. “I didn’t know you were a goddamn poet, Lang.”

“I’m not a poet, I’m just a guy who spent a while in prison thinking about cheesy stuff like that.” Scott shrugged good-naturedly before turning back to (Y/N). “But you know what I’m trying to say, right?”

(Y/N) nodded, a slow smile spreading across her face. “I think I do, Scott. C’mon, you two, I know exactly where we’ve got to go!”

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A week later, (Y/N) found herself standing in the tower’s elevator as it journeyed to the top floor, clutching Loki’s wrapped present in one hand as the other nervously fiddled with the skirt of her lilac cocktail dress. She’d picked out his gift with such confidence but when it came down to actually giving it to him…? Well, she might’ve had a small drink of liquid courage to calm her jittery nerves as she was getting ready for their date. Stop overthinking it, (Y/N) chided herself, taking a deep breath just as the elevator stopped and its metal doors slid open. There, with his back facing her, stood Loki; he was dressed in a tailored black suit, and his shaggy black locks were perfectly styled. When he turned around and smiled at her, (Y/N)’s heart skipped a beat and she was instantly reminded of the fateful day in the library when they’d first met.

“You look radiant, darling.” Loki took her hand as she stepped out of the elevator and pressed a kiss onto her knuckles before threading his fingers through hers. “I hope you’ve brought your appetite with you.”

“Well, I was training with Thor most of the day and he swiped my only protein bar, so…” Sharing a smile, they walked through the doorway of the ballroom and halted at the top of the stairs as (Y/N) gasped. “Oh, it looks beautiful, Loki!”

The ballroom was dimly lit, illumination primarily coming from the massive floor-to-ceiling windows and the candelabra resting on the small table in the middle of the room. The table was gorgeously set for two, with a silver dome covering each plate and an arrangement of lilacs near its center.

“I simply wanted our first anniversary to be both special and unique.” Loki shrugged noncommittally as they made their way down the marble steps, but her praise had caused his pale cheeks to redden slightly; he helped her into her chair before reaching for the silver dome’s handle and grinning. “And now, your favorite meal in all the Nine Realms…” Loki removed the dome with a flourish to reveal a plate laden with a cheeseburger and French fries and a large chocolate milkshake. “A charbroiled hamburger with sharp cheddar cheese and fresh-cut lettuce, a side of air-fried French fries and a homemade chocolate milkshake.”

(Y/N) beamed as he sat down across from her and removed the dome off his own plate. “Our first date at the diner. I seem to recall you thinking that the restaurant was overly-cheesy.”

He flashed her a lopsided grin. “And I still think that, of course, but I cannot deny that the cuisine and the company more than made up for it.”

The meal was more than delicious, and (Y/N) could honestly say that it was the best cheeseburger she’d ever had. As they ate, they talked about some of the novels they’d both recently read; their numerous Avenger duties sometimes meant that they couldn’t talk to one another as often as they wanted to, so it was nice that they were able to spend a quiet evening alone for a change. After they finished eating, (Y/N) and Loki moved to stand by the massive windows and watched the snow fall over the twinkling city skyline; it took a while, but she finally summoned her courage and suggested that they exchange presents.

“Oh Loki,” (Y/N) breathed, her gaze transfixed on the beautiful music box in her hands and the two dancing figures twirling in time to the sweet melody; the two figures were her and Loki, and the music was what was playing when they danced together for the first time at Tony’s charity ball. She looked up at him once the tinkling music faded away and beamed. “It’s beautiful!”

“You like it?” He had a hesitant sort of look on his face. “I wasn’t sure you would…”

Her smile widened. “I love it, sweetheart!” After she pressed a brief kiss to his lips, she carefully set the music box down on the table and grabbed her present to him, walking back to her boyfriend and offering the package to him with slightly-quaking fingers. “Okay, your turn.”

Butterflies erupted in (Y/N)’s stomach as she watched her boyfriend carefully unwrap his gift. Her hands suddenly became clammy and her mouth went dry, and it was if time had slowed down as Loki lifted the lid of the box to reveal a shiny gold ring. He looked back up at her, his expression blank and unreadable, just as she took a shaky deep breath and spoke.

“Before we met, I had a fairly good idea of how my life would go; I’d become a full-time librarian, save up enough money so I could go see the world and maybe even meet someone special, but that didn’t matter to me as much as being able to help others. And then I met you, Loki. You understood me, my thoughts and my passions, better than anyone else in the world; you helped me open my eyes to a whole unknown part of myself and gave me the strength I needed to embrace it. I’m not as skilled at expressing my love as you are, sweetheart, but then I realized that there was no better way of showing how much I love you than…” She gently took the box from his un-moving hands and held the ring as she tearily smiled up at him. “Loki Odinson, I love you with all my heart and I can’t imagine living the rest of my life without you. Will you marry me?”

(Y/N)’s heart was hammering in her chest as she stared into his emerald-green eyes, so much so that she was afraid he’d be able to hear it. But her fears melted away the moment Loki’s face broke out into the most dazzling smile she’d ever seen; he reached for her free hand and held it firmly between his own as he choked out, “Yes. Yes, I will!”

Half-laughing and half-crying, (Y/N) surged forward and captured his lips with a passion-filled kiss that was eagerly reciprocated. Loki let go of her hand in order to wrap his arms around her waist and pull her flush against him, tightening his hold when (Y/N) ran a hand through his dark locks. After several blissful moments, she pulled away as he continued pressing kisses along her jawline. “I-I know that it’s unconventional for a woman to propose to a man, even here on Midgard, so I’m sorry if-”

“Sorry?” Loki gave her cheek a final kiss before leaning back just far enough to see her whole face, his eyes filled with unabashed adoration. “(Y/N), you shouldn’t have to apologize for such a beautiful gesture and besides, our relationship is the very definition of ‘unconventional,’ wouldn’t you say?”

“I suppose you’re right about that.” She giggled before grabbing his left hand and holding it up. “May I?” Once he gave her a nod, she slipped the ring onto the third finger of his hand and smiled. “It fits! That saves us a trip back to the shop for resizing.”

“It’s stunning, darling. May I give you your ring now?”

(Y/N) furrowed her brow in confusion. “My ring?”

It was Loki’s turn to be nervous; his fingers intertwined with hers and he gave her a sheepish smile before continuing. “Yes, well, I…I asked for one of my mother’s rings when we visited Asgard. I’ve been waiting for the right moment to propose, but…well, it would seem that you beat me to it, my clever love.” He removed his other hand from around her waist and held it palm-up before her; the air above it shimmered with green magic before a velvet ring box materialized. It was already open, revealing a glittering ring set in silver; its center stone looked like a diamond to her and the metal surrounding it was formed into delicate petal shapes, filled with a blend of small diamonds and what she guessed were peridots and purple sapphires. “I can ask my mother for another if you’re not fond of this one, or we can consult a jeweler if you’d prefer something more traditional…”

“It’s perfect, Loki, absolutely perfect.” Sharing a teary smile, (Y/N) held out her hand and allowed Loki to slip the ring onto her finger; she flexed the fingers of her left hand, unused to having something that weighty on her finger, but her smile widened as she admired just how right it looked. Looking up, she cupped his cheek and traced along his cheekbone with her thumb. “I can’t believe I’ll get to be your wife someday.”

“And I can’t believe that I’ll have the honor of being your husband.” Loki ducked his head and captured her lips in another heated kiss; without any warning, he bent down and wrapped his arms around her upper thighs, hoisting her up so that he could angle his face upwards instead of craning his neck down. (Y/N) giggled in surprise and threw her arms around his neck as he grinned into their kiss, losing herself to their passion. When they were forced to separate for air, Loki looked up at her with absolute adoration in his emerald-green eyes. “Darling, would you honor your betrothed with a dance?” (Y/N) nodded, her fingers carding through his mussed hair while he called out, “J.A.R.V.I.S., play Sergeant Barnes’ music playlist, please.”

“Of course, Prince Loki.”

(Y/N)’s brow rose in surprise when she recognized the beginning of Jo Stafford’s ‘You Belong To Me’ as it began playing throughout the ballroom, and Loki’s smile widened. “In preparation for this evening, I asked the others for music recommendations and Barnes was gracious enough to let us use his playlist.”

“Your definition of dancing seems to conflict a little with mine, sweetheart,” She quipped as Loki began slowly swaying them in a tight circle. “You’re not going to put me down, are you?”

Holding her up in one arm with ease, Loki took her hand and intertwined their fingers before resting them against his chest and gently shaking his head. “Never, my darling.”

(Y/N) smiled at that, her eyes drifting closed while she rested her forehead against Loki’s; their noses rubbed up against one another and as they continued their slow rotation, his lips ghosted over the skin of her cheek and she began to wonder if a person could actually die of happiness.

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Later that night, (Y/N) lounged on Loki’s bed and admired her engagement ring while her fiancé showered, her mind already filled with wedding plans. I’ll bet my entire book collection that Tony’ll try convincing us to let him officiate, (Y/N) thought with a giggle, rolling onto her back and staring up at the ceiling of Loki’s bedroom as she rested her hands on her pajama-clad stomach and let out a content sigh. But while she laid there, her overwhelming happiness was soon replaced with a growing sense of dread as familiar words began to replay in her mind:

“It’s also about controlling your emotions and keeping them in check. Strong ones, like anger or passion, can sometimes be a trigger…”

“Layeia and her forbidden Midgardian lover reigned with an iron fist, executing any who opposed their rule, and gained a small following who worshiped her evil magic…”

“You and your mother are more alike than you realize. The fiery tempers, the forbidden lovers and most importantly, the ambition…”

Along with that, flashes of her ever-present nightmares and the brief snippets of King Tarian’s book crossed her mind, forcing her to repress her horrified gasp. My love for Loki could make me lose control of my magic and become what my mother was, (Y/N) thought as fear began to blossom in the pit of her stomach. But she and Loki had been in love for several months without any sort of problem…and that’s when she remembered all the incidents. Her magical abilities had been triggered by her desire to protect him from a Hydra agent in the library. In an attempt to defend his honor, she’d even attacked Tony and in her rage, nearly destroyed an entire floor of the tower. And while she’d tried reasoning that it had only been inside her head, she’d even physically shocked Loki with her magic back on Asgard and it had been powerful enough for the Frost Giant to feel its stinging pain.

The first thing in the morning I’m going down to the lab to speak with Doctor Cho, she thought to herself as she heard the shower head turn off in the bathroom, and I swear on my Aunt Evelyn that I won’t become the very same evil that my mother was.

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A/N: Ahhhh they’re engaged!! If anyone was wondering, I took inspiration for that dancing scene from one of Tom Hiddleston’s films called The Deep Blue Sea, you guys should check it out if you haven’t already. Thank you all so much for reading and commenting! I’ve created a Spotify playlist inspired by this series, and I’ll be updating it every time I upload a new chapter. Enjoy!

https://open.spotify.com/playlist/2wx8TZwpDN0l33tES3W3Nk

Chapter Eighteen-Part One

Spellbinding Masterlist

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[lovelyirony]

No Shelf-Awareness

I’m just trying to work out these cards I’ve been dealt -Rumour, Chloe Howl

Bucky doesn’t necessarily like meetings. He views them as a waste of time, and they could just as easily give him a paper with all the information. Clint says it’s so if they have questions they ask them there instead of making a mistake on the field.

“They allow mistakes?” Bucky asks, as blandly as can be.

“You make me so sad on so many levels,” Clint says, clapping his shoulder. “Yes, you’re allowed to make mistakes. Why the hell do you think Steve is allowed on-field?”

Bucky laughs at that one.

The meeting in question is about Iron Man. The red and gold suit with a man inside of it, apparently. SHIELD wants his identity but more importantly, the technology.

“If you haven’t found anything else like it, what makes you think that he wants to share it?” Bucky asks. “Just let it happen.”

“We can’t just ‘let’ this happen, Barnes,” Fury says, voice steady and eye trained on him.

“Why not?” Bucky asks. “He’s taking care of criminals on a corporate level. We can’t touch that without bringing more attention to agents.”

“Which is why we’re integrating,” Fury says.

“Not fast enough,” Bucky says. “He doesn’t need to gain trust. With integrating, there’s possibility of a double agent. They get paid off and it’s more than what you promise for a salary.”

“I assure you our agents aren’t that low.”

“Oh and you kept them all from Hydra?” Bucky snaps. “Because as I recall, Rumlow was pretty damn happy to be one of Pierce’s lapdogs, so—”

“Enough,” Fury snaps. “Enough from you, Barnes.”

“We could be dealing more directly with the people we have that actually need to be stopped instead of a damned robot who happens to like taking down illegal corporations that were on our to-do list anyway,” Bucky snipes back. “I’m leaving.”

“Don’t bother expecting yourself on the next mission,” Fury calls after him.

He gets a nice and shiny metal finger in response.

Bucky then decides to treat himself to a trip to the bookstore. He’s already read the last book twice, and he needs a new one.

It’s a Friday, and kids are getting out of school. He pays them little mind as he walks with purpose, taking note of possible threats, a new donut shop

The bookstore smells nice, like coffee and sugar. Bucky wanders through it, keeping an eye out for the owner.

He finds him huddled at a table with a group of teenagers, explaining some sort of math problem, laughing at one’s joke. He has glasses perched on the end of his nose, giving him quite an amusing and cute appearance. Bucky smiles to himself a little as he disappears into the stacks, looking through the new arrivals. He finds two particularly interesting ones.

“That one is really good,” comes a voice from behind him. Bucky turns, seeing Tony. He looks nice today. He’s wearing bright yellow shoes. “I like it.”

Bucky takes another look at the cover.

“What else can you recommend? I’m kind of a fast reader.”

(He is not a fast reader. Well, not really. But if you stay up all night only reading because you have too many nightmares, then it counts. Technically.)

Tony puts about four or five books into his arms before he realizes that he hasn’t checked prices or anything.

“Trust me, this is fine,” Bucky says, grinning. “Thanks, Tony.”

“No problem…huh. I just realized I don’t actually know your name.”

Tony does, in fact, know James Buchanan Barnes’ name. Quite well, in fact. He’s the one who Hydra trained to kill people and attempt to kill Howard and Maria Stark, who are still living. They moved to Italy, by the way. No, Tony doesn’t care. Just makes it easier to break into the New York home on occasion, fix up the old workshop.

(He can’t use his own apartment as a base for Iron Man. That would be utterly ridiculous.)

But for this purpose, he does actually need to learn Bucky’s name.

“I’m Bucky,” he says.

“Parents hated you, did they?” Tony teases.

“Only slightly less than my idiot friend who gave it to me,” Bucky says, grinning.

“Idiot friends are like that,” Tony says, smiling. “Well, do you want to sit down and read for a bit? Chairs are open, if you’d like.”

“Sure. Mind if I order a coffee?”

“Of course,” Tony says. “What do you want?”

Bucky did not know that there was more coffee. Well…correction. He knew that there was more to coffee than black. There had to be, obviously. He just wasn’t expecting the menu to be so extensive. He looked at it for a few moments while Tony waited expectantly.

“Um, wow. I don’t drink a lot of coffee, but um, what would you recommend?”

“I personally love the lavender latte we’ve been trying out,” Tony says. “I’ll make you one and if you don’t like it, I’ll replace it free of charge.”

Bucky not drinking a lot of coffee is a lie. Steve joked that he needed a tank of coffee a day to even function. Bucky just usually took it with a bit of sugar and pronounced it good.

Now this was amazing. Bucky loved the drink, loved how different the flavor was. He could drink about twelve more of these if he really wanted to.

“Tony, this is amazing,” Bucky says, expressing pure delight over it. “How do you make coffee this good?”

“You act as if you’ve never had a latte,” Tony says, laughing. (It’s not acting.) “But here, let me explain…”

Bucky could hear Tony Jarvis explain things for ages. He’s really good at it, like he’s used to explaining how things go all the time. Bucky finds it relaxing.

It is at this point that a kid in a t-shirt comes up.

“Hey, Mr. Jarvis—”

“Call me Tony, Pete,” Tony responds. “What’s next on the homework agenda?”

“We have to write a persuasive essay and since you told us you took marketing, we figured you could help.”

“Not sure how much help I’ll be, but sure,” Tony says. “Bucky, I’ll talk to you later. Enjoy the books. If you finish any while you’re here, just put them back on the re-shelving cart by the door, okay?”

“Yes, Sir!” Bucky says, throwing a mock salute. Tony snorts, saluting lazily back.

Bucky gets sucked into the first book. He relates to how out-of-place the main character feels. He doesn’t notice the sky getting dark until he sips his coffee and it’s cold that he looks up.

Tony has been staring at him for the better part of an hour. Not that he knows that. He just knows that Tony has perhaps been gazing for a minute or two.

“Oh god, please tell me I’m not staying past close,” Bucky says.

“You’re not, don’t worry,” Tony says, laughing. “You would’ve known if you were. No, there’s thirty minutes more left, if you want to keep reading. No rush, sweetheart.”

Bucky goes back to his book with a nod, hoping that Tony doesn’t catch his cheeks going bright red. He remembers being called sweetheart before, but this is drastically different from 1934 for all the right and wrong reasons. (Right because finally he can tell a guy he’s cute without getting mauled or having to whisper it near-six-feet-under. Wrong because Tony is running a business and Bucky met him a day ago.)

Tony shifts nervously around the shop. He had planned on closing early, getting into the suit with Rhodey and doing some recon.

Judging from the texts from Rhodey, so was he:

Bitch where tf are you. Stoopid.

Well excuse me honeypie, but I got held up. A customer is still here!

Kick them out tf????? r u on crack?

No you stupid-ass—listen. I just can’t make it

Ohhhh this is your bucky-boy. This is hilarious. Yeah leave the store open until he leaves. Idk why he isn’t on the roster with the rest of the Avengers this week. Should be. Damned good guy. lmk if he’s a booty call 

I won’t talk to you for a week.

Thank god!

Tony huffs, clicking his phone off and returning to wiping down the counters and rearranging the records. Bucky walks up, putting the books at the register.

“I didn’t realize people still played records,” Bucky says, looking at the room adjacent.

“I’ll make sure that you get to play some next time you’re here,” Tony says. “But let me ring you up, okay?”

Bucky hands out the amount owed and sticks three dollars in the tip jar. Tony thanks him and smiles, and Bucky thinks he’ll have to start separating his bills more so that he can see that smile more often.

-

And then, of course, he gets a call from his phone.

“You’re needed,” Natasha says. “Come over. Now.”

“What happened to me being banned?”

“You’re a sharpshooter and a good weapons analyst. Fury would be stupid to reject that. Get here. Now.”

She hangs up. Always keeps it short and sweet, that Romanov. Bucky sighs, figuring out if he has enough time to go to his apartment and stash the books, or if he’ll have to leave them at headquarters.

He has to leave them at headquarters. He gets a look from Steve and Clint.

“Find a new hobby?” Steve asks.

“Of a sort,” Bucky says. “Got interrupted. What’s the plan?”

“Both War Machine and Iron Man are attacking Hammer Industries. Again.” Clint says, rolling his eyes. “You know, just when you thought they would switch it up. This is the third time in a row. Third time’s the charm and all that…”

Bucky doesn’t trust this for a wide variety of reasons. 1.) Iron Man is smarter than all of them, as is War Machine. 2.) Three times? In a row? Something has to be going down.

“What has Hammer Industries been doing?”

“Other than building weapons and government contracts? Nothing out of the ordinary,” Natasha says.

“Government contract is a big deal ever since Stark Industries lost out,” Bruce adds. “CEO—Pepper Potts—decreed no more weapons. Not a very popular move on her part.” Yeah, Bucky could see that. His best is from Stark Industries, but he understands. Iron Man had released evidence about SI’s involvement in shady under-the-table deals, all at the direction of Obadiah Stane.

“So, why go after a government contract?” Bucky muses. “They know something we don’t.”

“That doesn’t matter right now, we’re getting both of them under custody,” Hill says from the cockpit.

It does matter, his conscious whispers, or else you’d still be staring at Tony from the bookstore. His focus returns to the books at his side. He didn’t notice it before, but the bookstore has its own stamp that it gives the inside covers. It’s cute. He must have stared too long, because Steve nudges his arm.

“I’m glad you found a place you like,” he says. “Where is it?”

For some unknown reason, Bucky doesn’t want to tell anybody.

“Just a bookshop,” he says, closing the cover. “Checked it out before coming here. Around the neighborhood.”

That’s all he says before the mission is engaged and he’s strapped with enough gear to kill a pack of bears. He would much rather be reading, but that’s not what he gets.

-

“Took you long enough,” Rhodey says over the mic. “You and Bucky have fun between the stacks?”

“Nothing of the sort,” Tony responds. “I cannot believe you would accuse me of impropriety, honey. Honestly.”

“I have literally seen you strip on a Tuesday morning because you had too many mimosas and Pepper wanted to see if you actually would.”

“Details darling, let’s focus on the now. What has our dear friend Justin been up to?”

“For one, his online security and the regular security absolutely suck. I already am printing out the evidence where I’m at. I think all we need is to destroy some stuff and then—”

Rhodey gets knocked aside by red, white, and blue.

Tony groans. Figures that they would catch onto the pattern. Tony knew he should’ve waited, but he didn’t want to get Hammer spooked and up and running again. They needed him out of the way, maybe introduce a better CEO or hell, a better company—

“Iron Man, stand down,” comes the loudspeaker of the jet.

“Fat chance,” he mutters, zooming away from one of Hawkeye’s projectile arrows. Seriously, they could have so much better range if he built them. Unfortunately for him, SHIELD apparently wants him on a silver platter, so that won’t be a nice future with the company.

War Machine is already leading the heavy hitters away. The hardest one to deal with is usually Thor, who doesn’t always have the most accurate shot but definitely doesn’t entirely miss. Especially with the hammer having some sort of recall, it’s difficult to avoid. Tony’s just happy that Winter Soldier is off the roster and away from—

Son of a bitch, no he’s not. He can see the arm from here, and curses.

“Platypus, we have a gleaming problem.”

“I thought he was off the roster!”

“Apparently Fury signed his permission slip for this field trip,” he replies. “What do we need to destroy? I have an idea.”

“A shipment of guns. I don’t recommend going anywhere near it, but of course you will not heed my advice.”

“Be a dear and lead the Widow in closer? I think I can do something.”

Winter Soldier is having a fun time. Usually the missions are a one-hit-wonder, so to speak. Iron Man and War Machine move and actually anticipate the shots, which is all sorts of fun. He just hopes that Steve can’t see his grin, or he’ll be in hot water for it. (Fun sucker.)

“Barnes do you have the shot!” Nat yells.

“I’ve had the damn shot, what the fuck do you want me to do against iron?” he yells back.

“It’s titanium-alloy, but I understand,” Iron Man says smoothly, touching down as lightly as a ballerina. “SHIELD not do the intelligence testing anymore? I understand. If they knew Hawkeye was on the team without it…”

Bucky wants to laugh. He really, really does. But he doesn’t. “Why are you at Hammer? What’s your game?”

“I’m surprised you ask,” Tony says, blinking. His helmet tilts to one side. Usually, no one at SHIELD asks any sort of question. This is…new. “Hammer’s selling under the table. War Machine and I are handling it.”

“You didn’t tell SHIELD about this, did you?”

“There’s a reason SHIELD wants me in handcuffs but the suit left to their own devices,” he says. “They’re not as trustworthy as you think, hot-shot.”

And then Iron Man dodges a blast, and the debris lands on the containers.

The company’s own fault. Clever. Bucky has to hand it to whoever is behind the mask, he’s smart.

Iron Man does a mock salute.

“Until next time, losers!” War Machine calls out.

“Do you think they know that War Machine has a tracking device?” Natasha asks. Clint shakes his head.

“Not sure. Probably not since we’ve been focusing on Iron Man. We’ll have to wait and see.”

Bucky turns, thinking. Iron Man had said that they’re not as trustworthy as they seem. What did he mean by that? How so?

-

Rhodey isn’t a fucking clown. Of course he knows they put a tracker somewhere on his suit. It’s recording audio, which Jarvis knows. Rhodey puts a finger to his lips as they touch down. Tony gets the hint immediately, taps out a message for Jarvis to scan and debug.

“Pest Control Initiative working now…” comes the smooth, lilting accent of Jarvis.

Once they’re out of harm’s way, Rhodey cracks a grin.

“Think they’ll like that?”

“Should fry the system for them for a little bit,” Tony says. “Which leads into me getting in. Thanks for putting up with that whole mess.”

“You owe me a century-old bottle of whiskey for Black Widow.”

“Get in line behind Pepper,” Tony says. “She’ll be at the cabinet on your left.” Rhodey snorts as they touch down at Stark Industries. Pepper is there with a raised eyebrow.

“Evening gentlemen,” she says. “Drinks are on the counter. Fruit juice, no alcohol. It’s a Thursday.”

“Thursday is Friday is Saturday,” Rhodey snarks, taking the glass anyway. “How was work today, Pep?”

“Horrible,” she groans, leaning back on her barstool. “Asshats keep trying to tell me what to do when it’s my company, technically speaking. Tony, how is your bookshop?”

“We’re getting more and more people in,” Tony says. “Record sales are nice, coffee is good too. I need to come up with a new idea for an iced coffee flavor. I’m coming up with nothing.”

“Hazelnut usually works well if you need something in a pinch,” she returns. “Did you manage to get into their system?”

“Success,” Jarvis cuts in smoothly. “I am well-integrated into their system; they have no idea I am there. Of course.”

Jarvis is a bit proud of that particular thing. Then again, he gets a big head when he’s successful.

“Good for you,” Rhodey says. “What can you tell us?”

“Employees have a shocking amount of free time and have made a donut tower.”

“The business, J,” Tony says.

“I am sorry, I was following your ever-amazing guidance for protocol,” Jarvis remarks. “SHIELD has an unprecedented number of holes in security. Files have gone missing. There are a few members that go on trips and check in at the ill-advised times.”

“What does that mean?” Pepper asks.

“When Peggy was running the show everyone had to check in at her time,” Tony says. “She also talked personally about it with everyone or assigned people to supervise if she couldn’t. It was more reliant on people and what you saw. With Fury, times became more technological. Not a bad thing, but not a fantastic thing either. With technology you could claim there was an issue checking in, or the computer lagged. It happens, and you can say that every once in a while unless if you’re me.”

“Because you built most of the systems,” Rhodey says. “So we know you’re at least decently smart.” Tony pokes his tongue out.

“Point is, a lot of the older members of SHIELD either say they didn’t get it, or get tech support to fix it later. Using their inability as an ability, most likely. Clever. I’m just wondering how far it goes.”

“We’ll find out in time,” Rhodey says. “Maybe when you take Bucky out for drinks, you can seduce him into giving you information.”

Pepper stills.

“Tony, you did what?!”

“Um…” Tony glares at Rhodey. “He kind of lives by my bookstore and doesn’t know I’m there? If that makes it better? I should go, I have inventory—”

“Stay,” Pepper says. “We are working on this and I am making sure that you don’t give away your secret because you fall in love.”

“I won’t fall in love!”

“Tall, dark, mysterious, and reads books? Please, I’m surprised I don’t see drool coming out of your mouth,” Pepper says. “Rhodey, did you know about this?”

“Yes. I didn’t tell you because it was funny.”

Pepper huffs. Tony sinks into a comfy lounge chair. It’s gonna be a long night.

[sexlessrpmemes]

Attack of the Killer Donuts sentence starters

“This isn’t going to hurt, because you’re dead. If you weren’t it would hurt like a motherfucker.”

“Rosie, no, no, you may not eat Minnie”

“I did it, I’ve created the greatest discovery of the 21st century”

“Please never enter my lair when the door is locked.”

*whining voice* “no, wait, you’re going to ruin my greatest hour.”

“Well it’s not like I wasn’t working.”

“Neither is lying and getting paid for it.”

“Is it invisible money?”

“What’s next, you’re gonna tell mom?”

“You sassing me is not helping this situation.”

“Hold your water Nancy, I got it.”

“I was a little busy, with being the only one here and all.”

“Whatevs, dude look, I need money.”

“Babe, we have to go, I don’t have time, I’m on house arrest.”

“I’m here for the device, where is it.”

“I don’t want to use salty language in front of the... lady.”

“I don’t want your kind in my classy eating establishment.”

“Yeah, this place really screams class.”

“It’s mine, unhand me you ruffian.”

“It’s mine, mwahahahaha”

“It’s donuts, it’s free donuts.”

“I can’t believe you like our coffee.”

“I don’t, just keeps me regular.”

“You’re not going to let the criminal have a donut?”

“That acid’s kicking in.”

“Whiskers Mc fur, we’ve been waiting for this all week.”

*seductively dancing at a box of donuts*

Do you smell patchouli?”

“Greetings kids, is _ available.”

“No, I wouldn’t be caught dead eating here, I mean I have a very strict gluten-free paleo-vegan diet.”

“I just wanted to show you my latest creation, open it you silly goose.”

“Behold, it’s fertile soil’s latest creation, circular bliss.”

“It looks like a tiny donut.”

“What gives, it’s a tiny round donut.”

“It is a tiny round donut you boob, where do you think I get the word circular from.”

“The big deal my uncouth compadre is that it’s made from the freshest, certified organic gluten-free fat-free proteins. Nothing less for my customers.”

“Good luck with that.”

“Best part, 3.50 retail.”

“Actually my halitosis inflicted competitor, three dozen sold this morning.”

“Just because it has all those healthy ingredients doesn’t mean it necessarily tastes good.”

“I can feel it tingling all over my body.”

“Are you ready for my famous macaroni and cheese.”

“I call it the [insult]nut it’s our new free-range whole wheat 100% sugar free.”

“It looks like a regular donut.”

“I would love to chit-chat with you all day, perhaps catch some salmonella too, but I’ve got a hot yoga class to go to.”

“__ wouldn’t bend over to pick up his mom if she was on the ground.”

“Unless his mom was a quarter.”

“Do you hear that? That heavy breathing?”

“He comes to my house even if I’m not there, he hangs out with my mom.”

“She doesn’t always ask for money, she comes to see me.”

“I’m crazy about you baby, you’re the clam to my chowder.”

“The donut shop.”

“Wise ass huh?”

“Everyone is giving you lip today _”

“Two hits, me hitting you you hitting the floor, any time you’re ready pal.”

“_ did you pepper spray these customers?”

“I hope you get explosive diarrhoea you filthy animals.”

“We’ve been friends since fourth grade?”

“We’ve been friends since I beat you up in miss ___’s class.”

“You’re never gonna let that go are you?”

“No one fires _ on my watch.”

“Do you just blurt out the first thing that comes to mind?”

“Is he a zombie?”

“What kind of question is that?”

“You’re not remotely disturbed by the fact that I hit this guy with my car at 60 miles per hour, he survived, looked like a zombie then shat his guts out, glowing green radioactive shit in case you guys missed that part, before plopping over and dropping dead?”

Dude, the donuts just moved.”

“I... hate... donuts”

“The donuts are alive, and mutated into... killer donuts.”

“I think my brain just melted”

“Thank god you have so few customers.”

“And tell the police what? An army of killer donuts is on the loose?”

“Dangerous criminal? He was polishing a sword behind a sorority house, how dangerous can he be?”

“Wait, it’s tempered glass it can not be broken.”

“She’s dead, the donuts ate her, it was horrible.”

“I am 100% sure it was the donuts.”

“Don’t worry, the ground broke my fall.”

“There’s like ten murderers in there.”

“There’s no time to call for backup, there are like ten murderers in there.”

“__ what’s gotten into you, it’s not star wars night.”

“What could possibly cause donuts to become bloodthirsty killers?”

“You think your crazy uncle came up with a reanimation serum?”

“No need to panic Debbie, this new antidote should bring you back to normal... or it’ll just kill you again.”

“Eureka, I’ve done it.”

“Oh you’ve done it alright you crazy loon.”

“You’ve turned harmless tasty donuts into killer donuts.”

“Your serum has contaminated the donuts and they’ve come to life.”

“That’s impossible... who are you?”

“What you see before you is a harmless grey mouse, a few seconds ago it was a crazed killer rat.”

“Aww it’s taking a nap, how cute.”

“You ignorant toad. The point is not to kill the rat again, but to stabilize it. You don’t realize what I’ve done here, you’re in the presence of genius.”

“Just give us enough pink stuff so we can kill the donuts.”

“You fool, it has to get into their bloodstream.“

“We’re talking about donuts, donuts don’t have a bloodstream.”

“_ grab some pink stuff, let’s go.”

“Do you have any grenades?”

“I’m angry, we’re about to be snacks FOR THE FREAKING SNACKS.”

“The worst part of this is that when I’m eaten by my little friend sprinkle and glazed out there my mother is going to be alone.”

“I should just open the door and let them eat me.”

“I like you very much alive, now shut your mouth and help me figure a way out of this mess.”

“That’s great, now how do we survive the explosion?”

“You definitely weren’t dreaming, we blew up the donut shop.”

“Don’t think so hard, you might strain something.”

“That’s why I want to figure out what we are, last time I didn’t I ended up with an imaginary girlfriend.”

“No, you know what, I love you, and that’s that, you’re my (significant other)”

[red-moon10]

Malec fic rec

multi chapters:

Three’s a crowd- chapters: 9/9; words: 20,574

““Two can play at this game.” Alec had the pleasure of watching Magnus go from confused, to a slow smirk, and understanding coming to his eyes. “I might not be able to kick him out, but I can make him want to leave.”A.K.A The story where Jace keeps interrupting Alec and Magnus’s ‘alone time,’ and they’re both super fed up.“

Fools rush in-  chapters: 4/4; words: 85,198; Vegas AU

“Alec, Jace, and Simon go to Vegas for Jace’s bachelor party and things get a little bit ridiculous. Alec wakes up the next morning and…wait a minute, who’s that in his bed?“

Eyes on me-  chapters: 5/5; words: 102,076; Dance AU

“When a new same-sex dancing rule gets people talking, Magnus Bane decides to take the jump from Latin to Ballroom in order to prove that change is a good thing. Looking for a new challenge, he’s determined to win the Ballroom Championships and be crowned victorious in the first same-sex partnership.Now all he needs are the right shoes, the right music, and the right partner.

~

Alec is well on his way to securing another victory for his parents’ prestigious dance school, yet a new face, and surprising feelings, might change that. When Magnus turns up, he sweeps more than dancing traditions off their feet.As the competition rounds heat up, and dreams hang in the balance, can the pair prove themselves to a worldwide audience of fellow dreamers, critics and cynics?“

Deeper then the truth-  chapters: 15/15; words: 149,551 ; Human AU

“ Alec Lightwood is a world-famous author, though the world knows him only under his pseud: Gideon Archer. Magnus Bane is a fashion designer who just happens to be a big fan of Gideon’s work. “

Letters From Nowhere-  chapters: 11/11; words: 33,374 ; High School AU

“A mysterious letter at the front door, with no indication who might have sent it. And if Alec wants to find that person, he has to solve the puzzle laid-out for him…“

PowerPlay I-  chapters: 17/17; words: 84,734  ; Criminal  AU

“MAIN PAIRING: MalecThe Lightwood family is a 'mob’ family in several cities. After Alec is released from prison, he has to take charge of the New York based organisation (which is in territory war with the Morgenstern) Magnus works independently with the distribution of several illegal substances and hates the Lightwood family with a passion. Magnus is given a chance to do something about his hate just as Alec comes into town, but will he want to then?Keep in mind: 1. Explicit sexual content in later chapters. (M/M) 2. Sadly not beta-read. 3. Other Pairings might be added to later chapters. 4. Characters are based on how they look in the TV show only, to not get it mixed up.“

Kiss With A Fist-  chapters: 26/26 ; words: 240,899 ; Spy  AU

“ When agent Alec Lightwood is given his first kill hit, he doesn’t expect much trouble. Of course, he also doesn’t expect it to be a cheerful assassin who lands him in a whole load of trouble. Enter Magnus Bane: an assassin turned thief who reluctantly teams up with Alec - and The Clave - after he pisses off a very important and powerful crime boss, Valentine Morgenstern. In a world of violence and unjust laws, can the two put aside their differences and work together? Aka: in which Alec is sent to kill Magnus, doesn’t, and then really wishes he had. (but not really). Enemies to friends to lovers. “

Maryse Learns Social Media-  chapters: 4/4 ; words: 4,581

“ Clary decides to distract Maryse from her divorce and shows her how to use some mundane apps. Maryse ends up watching Magnus’ snapchat story and seeing malec being dorks. (I suck at descriptions. Also my first fic so be gentle with me) “

one shots: 

You Charge Me Up Like Electricity-  chapters: 1/1;  words: 3,272

“After talking to Izzy about taking the next step in his and Magnus’ relationship, Alec decides it’s time to head to his lover’s place and set things straight (not really) once and for all.

Basically how Magnus and Alec’s first time should have been shown on the show. Based after the “I want this” scene in 2x07.”

One Memory-  chapters: 1/1; words: 3,487

“ Magnus isn’t sleeping well. Haunted by his experiences with the agony rune, he has to question which of his memories is real, and which of them aren’t. “

Counting Lies-  chapters: 1/1; words: 7,002; Superhero/villain AU

“The city was torn apart by the fight between the mob families and the vigilantes, but Alec and Magnus were far away from all that. They were just two normal guys in a normal relationship.Number of lies: 3“

Lonely Starbucks Lovers-  chapters: 1/1; words: 4,070 ; Coffee shop AU

“On one fateful Monday, Magnus Bane, store manager of the Starbucks on the corner of 8th and West 23rd, encounters the man of his dreams. Unfortunately, he forgets to get the man’s name. Thus begins the tale of two star-crossed lovers who just can’t seem to get their timing right.

— Magnus distractedly punches in the order. “Name?”“A.”Magnus is curious despite himself.“Just 'A’?” When he finally looks up and sees the man’s face for the first time, Magnus has to pick up his jaw from the floor.“

The Very Best Thing-  chapters: 1/1; words: 3,747

“ Magnus returns to the apartment late and drained of magic (i love this trope, just try and stop me reading and writing all the fics about this!!). Alec takes care of him, gets him to bed and looks after him when he wakes in the middle of the night with a fever. It kinda starts with cute, the middle is all practical comfort/care and ends with cute/fluffy. (That’s what i was aiming for anyway!) “

Just you wait-  chapters: 1/1; words: 13,746

““Just wait, in a week, it’ll be someone else.”Well, Alec lasted a bit more than a week.

–

A look into the weeks following Alec’s appointment as the Head of the New York Institute.“

3 Times Alec Says “I Love You” First + 1 Time Magnus Does-  chapters: 1/1; words: 1,247

“"I love you.“

And somehow, those three words meant everything.“

Why Am I Always Wet?-  chapters: 1/1; words: 5,429 ; Coffee shop AU

“Magnus works part-time in a small, independent coffee shop in Williamsburg, Brooklyn, to support his degree in fashion and business at NYU.Alec only ever seems to run into him when he’s having some sort of water-related disaster.Aka three times that they meet and Alec is soaking wet. One time they get voluntarily wet, together. (Not in the way that you’re thinking, though. Get your minds out of the gutter.)“

wrong in the dark-  chapters: 1/1; words: 6,773

“After Magnus crashes Alec’s wedding and Lydia is attacked, the Institute goes on lock down. Magnus stays the night in Alec’s room.“

today your barista is…-  chapters: 1/1; words: 2,353 ; Coffee shop AU

“alec works in a coffeeshop. one day jace hijacks the chalkboard out front(aka one of those 'today your barista is’ sign aus)“

You Are Not Your Own-  chapters: 1/1; words: 4.070

“Missing Malec Scenes for Season 2 Episode 12 'You Are Not Your Own’ A little extension to the frustrating Malec reunion and many other scenes throughout the episode.

Contains Major Spoilers for Episode 12.”

Enjoy! 

[ahmuteun]

all of them~

1. Who was the last person you held hands with?

um, i want to say steffen but it might have been mark

2. Are you outgoing or shy?

im in the middle, but if i had to pick i would go with outgoing

3. Who are you looking forward to seeing?

aubrey, mark, and steffen

4. Are you easy to get along with?

i would like to think so

5. If you were drunk would the person you like take care of you?

i mean i usually take care of others if im not puking but usually its steffen, aubrey, andrew, and/or cat

6. What kind of people are you attracted to?

i dont have a type honestly so im attracted to a wide variety of people 

7. Do you think you’ll be in a relationship two months from now?

hah fuck no 

8. Who from the opposite gender is on your mind?

mark

9. Does talking about sex make you uncomfortable?

no not really

10. Who was the last person you had a deep conversation with?

hmmm, maybe sam? 

11. What does the most recent text that you sent say?

“lol yeah cause i look like garbage without lipstick on”

12. What are your 5 favorite songs right now?

blackpink - as if its your last 

chungha - why dont you know

boa - spring rain

exid - cream

exid - dont wanna drive

exid - how why

exid - night rather than day

exid pat pat

iu - palette 

okay its not five but theyre all good and i love them

13. Do you like it when people play with your hair?

yeah

14. Do you believe in luck and miracles?

eh it depends

15. What good thing happened this summer?

hanging out with my mates and getting to chill with them 

16. Would you kiss the last person you kissed again?

oh for sure, hes a really good kisser lmao. in all honesty it will probably happen again next week

17. Do you think there is life on other planets?

i hope so

18. Do you still talk to your first crush?

lol nah

19. Do you like bubble baths?

i dont like baths so no

20. Do you like your neighbors?

ehh

21. What are you bad habits?

i have many but i’ll just name one for now and thats not saying no when i should

22. Where would you like to travel?

south korea maybe

23. Do you have trust issues?

um, i dont think so? 

24. Favorite part of your daily routine?

i dont have one 

25. What part of your body are you most uncomfortable with?

arms and belly

26. What do you do when you wake up?

check my phone

27. Do you wish your skin was lighter or darker?

i like it how it is

28. Who are you most comfortable around?

my close mates, the ones im okay with seeing me without makeup

29. Have any of your ex’s told you they regret breaking up?

no

30. Do you ever want to get married?

honestly not really, i doubt i ever will

31. Is your hair long enough for a pony tail?

yeah

32. Which celebrities would you have a threesome with?

im not into threesomes

33. Spell your name with your chin.

im too tired for that

34. Do you play sports? What sports?

nah

35. Would you rather live without TV or music?

tv

36. Have you ever liked someone and never told them?

yeah

37. What do you say during awkward silences?

i just try to make casual conversation 

38. Describe your dream girl/guy?

i dont have one

39. What are your favorite stores to shop in?

forever 21

40. What do you want to do after high school?

i mean im already in uni so

41. Do you believe everyone deserves a second chance?

it depends on the situation

42. If your being extremely quiet what does it mean?

it could mean a lot of things, it just depends

43. Do you smile at strangers?

depends

44. Trip to outer space or bottom of the ocean?

both are rather terrifying when you think about it

45. What makes you get out of bed in the morning?

i dont want to be a complete slob

46. What are you paranoid about?

people finding out things they shouldnt

47. Have you ever been high?

nah

48. Have you ever been drunk?

yes

49. Have you done anything recently that you hope nobody finds out about?

yeah

50. What was the colour of the last hoodie you wore?

probably grey, or maybe navy

51. Ever wished you were someone else?

no

52. One thing you wish you could change about yourself?

i dont wanna say

53. Favourite makeup brand?

i dont have a favorite brand, just favorite products

54. Favourite store?

forever21

55. Favourite blog?

i dont really have one

56. Favourite colour?

blue

57. Favourite food? 

korean food

58. Last thing you ate?

a cucumber

59. First thing you ate this morning?

uummm a grilled chicken sandwich from red robin

60. Ever won a competition? For what?

probably a stupid one

61. Been suspended/expelled? For what?

nah

62. Been arrested? For what?

nah

63. Ever been in love? 

yeah

64. Tell us the story of your first kiss?

i was drunk and at a party, dancing with some guy and he went for a kiss and i thought “fuck it why not?”. but it was real slobbery and had a lot of tongue and wasnt pleasant. luckily i never have to see that guy again

65. Are you hungry right now?

nah

66. Do you like your tumblr friends more than your real friends?

if were tumblr friends i consider you to be a real friend of mine

67. Facebook or Twitter?

i dont have a twitter

68. Twitter or Tumblr?

see above

69. Are you watching tv right now?

yes

70. Names of your bestfriends? 

i will only list a few

dami

aubrey

aussie

katherine

71. Craving something? What?

nah not really

72. What colour are your towels?

white

72. How many pillows do you sleep with?

two

73. Do you sleep with stuffed animals?

yeah

74. How many stuffed animals do you think you have?

three

75. Favourite animal?

my baby boy

76. What colour is your underwear?

black

77. Chocolate or Vanilla?

i dunno i like both

78. Favourite ice cream flavour?

birthday cake 

79. What colour shirt are you wearing?

pink

80. What colour pants?

im not wearing any

81. Favourite tv show?

criminal minds or greys anatomy

82. Favourite movie?

star wars

indiana jones

the prestige 

snowpiercer

theres more but im lazy

83. Mean Girls or Mean Girls 2?

i never saw the latter

84. Mean Girls or 21 Jump Street?

see above

85. Favourite character from Mean Girls?

i dunno, tina feys character probably

86. Favourite character from Finding Nemo?

i like marlin

87. First person you talked to today?

mark

88. Last person you talked to today?

im currently on call with aussie, sam, and yennifer

89. Name a person you hate?

i dont hate anyone

90. Name a person you love?

dami is the first person that comes to mind

91. Is there anyone you want to punch in the face right now?

if i thought hard enough i could come up with someone but as of right now, nah

92. In a fight with someone?

nah

93. How many sweatpants do you have?

like two pairs, maybe one cause i think i lost a pair

94. How many sweaters/hoodies do you have?

six

95. Last movie you watched?

despicable me three smh

96. Favourite actress?

i dont have one

97. Favourite actor?

hugh jackman probably

98. Do you tan a lot?

lol no

99. Have any pets?

yes

100. How are you feeling?

tired

101. Do you type fast?

eh relatively i guess

102. Do you regret anything from your past?

yeah

103. Can you spell well?

moderately

104. Do you miss anyone from your past?

yeah

105. Ever been to a bonfire party?

i mean there have been parties where there was a fire but it wasnt specifically a bonfire party

106. Ever broken someone’s heart?

i might have

107. Have you ever been on a horse?

yeah

108. What should you be doing?

sleeping

109. Is something irritating you right now?

these fucking bug bites

110. Have you ever liked someone so much it hurt?

not to the point where it hurt, no

111. Do you have trust issues?

didnt i answer this?

112. Who was the last person you cried in front of?

i dont even remember the last time i cried

113. What was your childhood nickname?

court

114. Have you ever been out of your province/state?

ye

115. Do you play the Wii?

i just bought one 

116. Are you listening to music right now?

nah

117. Do you like chicken noodle soup?

ye

118. Do you like Chinese food?

ye

119. Favourite book?

i dunno, im too tired at the moment

120. Are you afraid of the dark?

nah

121. Are you mean?

i can be i suppose, bu in generally i would like to think im not

122. Is cheating ever okay?

not on people it isnt

123. Can you keep white shoes clean?

lol no

124. Do you believe in love at first sight?

see above

125. Do you believe in true love?

yeah

126. Are you currently bored?

eh im alright

127. What makes you happy?

the first things that come to mind are my mates and kisses lol

128. Would you change your name?

nah

129. What your zodiac sign?

gemini baby

130. Do you like subway?

soobway is gr8 someone pls get the reference 

131. Your bestfriend of the opposite sex likes you, what do you do?

welp, he has a girlfriend and even if that werent the case it would never work out between us, we just work better as friends

132. Who’s the last person you had a deep conversation with?

didnt i answer this too?

133. Favourite lyrics right now?

the lyrics in 

blackpink - as if its the last

exid - cream

iu - palette

iu - cant love you anymore

kendrick - humble

134. Can you count to one million?

hypothetically, yes but i wont

135. Dumbest lie you ever told?

there are way too many

136. Do you sleep with your doors open or closed?

closed, im no heathen

137. How tall are you?

5′2

138. Curly or Straight hair?

i have wavy hair, but if this is talking about preferences then i dont care 

139. Brunette or Blonde?

i have black hair and see above

140. Summer or Winter?

i like the spring and fall

141. Night or Day?

night

142. Favourite month?

maybe may? or october

143. Are you a vegetarian?

hell no

144. Dark, milk or white chocolate?

milk or dark, white is too sweet

145. Tea or Coffee?

tea, coffee is gross

146. Was today a good day?

eehhh the beginning of the day was better than the end

147. Mars or Snickers?

neither

148. What’s your favourite quote?

“if no one comes back in time to tell you ‘no’ how bad of an idea can it really be?”

149. Do you believe in ghosts?

yes 

150. Get the closest book next to you, open it to page 42, what’s the first line on that page?

destacan los trenes de cercanías, los trenes regionales, las Grandes Líneas 

lol