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Moving out: part two

A/N: Thank you so much for your support! I posted the first part and I hoped it could get 30 notes and you smashed that on first day. Thank you, thank you! Feedback is appreciated and I hope you will enjoy the part two as well. And yeah there will be more parts coming… Can’t help myself

Warnings: Bit of swearing, stress, 

Words: 1686

fem!reader

part one

Bucky felt slightly nervous as he reached the building. The neighborhood wasn’t bad at all, as he was reaching higher levels of the building his confidence grew.

“This must be it.” he thought and knocked at the door.

“What?!” someone yelled from the inside.

“Um.. Hi, my name is James, I am supposed to have here an appointment to see the apartment.” Bucky said, his poorly builded confidence quickly leaving his body. The doors shot open. The man that opened the doors looked at Bucky with red yes, smell of tobacco and something else hit Bucky nostrils. Bucky felt weird as the man didn’t say anything and just was staring at him.

“Maybe I have a wrong address.” Bucky said and turned away to leave.

“Hey man, wait wait wait. I know, you are the guy, I know. From the app, it is coming back to me. My name is John but everyone calls me Sunshine.” John was talking slowly and Bucky hesitated to get in.

“Why?” Bucky asked confused as he entered the main room.

“Cause I make people smile, for the right price if you know what I mean” laugh squeaked from John as his hand jokingly hit Bucky in the chest. But Bucky did not laugh, this wasn’t funny to him at all. This place hardly could be called a flat, there was no way he would consider staying there in a normal situation. But he was not searching for a nice place to live. What he was searching for was a refuge and for that it was perfect. John for sure wasn’t someone who would be watching news or living in the presence.

“There is a bathroom, there is a kitchen and over there is my room, you would sleep here.” John pointed to the couch as he sat on it. “Go and see whatever you like, man.” John continued.

“Wait, I though there should be one separated room for me.” Bucky said confused staying near the main doors.

“Well and what do you think this is. It is a room and there are the doors.” John laughed pointing his hands to every directions of the room. Bucky looked around, yellow walls that one day were white, smoke floating endlessly with dust, always drawn curtains, dirty dishes in the sink.

“It is not separated room if you are using it.” Bucky said, his voice low.

“I am not going to use it, just during the day and maybe some friends on the weekend. You won‘t even know we are here.” John said and throw annoyed looks at Bucky.

“Are you kidding me?” Bucky said and felt his anger growing. It was too much to handle like a man he wanted to become so he decided to rather leave without saying anything else to John.

Phone screen showed Bucky the way to another building. He was breathing in fresh New York air and tried to relax a bit. Bucky was checking the phone screen repeatedly not being able to believe that is the correct address.

“Fuck me, this is getting worse.” Bucky murmured with frustration. This neighborhood wasn’t nice at all. Streets were dirty, garbage everywhere and the people? One poor human being next to other, ladies that made horrible life choices, kids that ruined their veins with whatever they could afford at the moment. Bucky hesitated for a moment if he even want to visit the flat.

“You are not looking for a place to live, you are looking for shelter.” He told himself and entered the building.

It did not take even five minutes and Bucky found himself on his way again. This flat had a separated room and also young mother and two little babies. That were not roommates he was searching for. Bucky pulled his self phone out of the pocket and started to call Steve.

“Hey baby boy, how is it going?” woman answered.

“Nat? Is that you? Ehere is Steve, I need to talk to him.” Bucky said and check the name of the contact.

“Well, he isn’t here, probably doing some work.” Natasha told him and Bucky could swear he heard Sam yelling “Steve is teaching pilates.” in the background.

“So have you found your dreamy place yet.” Natasha repeated her question.

Bucky hesitated for a moment and sighed “Quite the opposite.”

“I am sorry to hear that, Buckiddo. I have to admit I am not surprised.” Natasha said with her devilish smile.

“What? Why?” Bucky wondered.

“What I am trying to say is that I saw the horrible places you were looking at and I have to say you are one brave but stupid soldier to even visit those places. So I made you one meeting on my own. You are going to love it.” Natasha described.

“But I don’t have any new appointments in the app,” Bucky was confused,”how am I going to know where to be and wh..”

“Jeez, relax. I will send you the address, just be there at six.” And just like that Nat hang up.

Bucky was walking in the park. Thanks to his previous quickies he had a plenty of time. Message rang and Bucky looked at the address Nat send him and started typing on the phone screen.

Bucky joined a group chat. Bucky: Nat, there is not a name. Sam changed Natasha nickname to Back Window. Back Window changed her nickname to Nat. Nat: I know. Nat: Sam, don’t start something you are not able to finish. Bucky: Will you tell me where am I going? Bucky: please? Nat: I send you the address few minutes ago. Bucky: There is no name…. Sam changed Bucky nickname to Frozen Eggs. Nat: You don’t need a name Sam: Somebody‘s planning something. Frozen Eggs: What the hell man? Steve joined chat. Steve: What is going on? Steve: Who is Frozen Eggs? Nat: Bucky. Steve: Oh. Sam: Makes sense, huh? Frozen Eggs: I hate you. Frozen Eggs: Both of you. Frozen Eggs: Guys, how do I change it? Steve: What is wrong, Buck? Nat changed Frozen Eggs nickname to Grumpy Bucky. Grumpy Bucky: Nothing. Tony has joined chat. Nat: He is grumpy because flats he picked sucked. Grumpy Bucky: NOT GRUMPY Sam: sure Steve: How about the one Nat picked? Grumpy Bucky: Who’s the flat? Nat: He wasn’t there yet. The appointment is at 6pm. Steve: Bucky, you didn’t know any of the people you visited today so what’s the problem? Grumpy Bucky: Do you know whos the flat? Nat: maybe we do maybe we don’t. not important Sam: ohhhhh! But he won‘t fall for it. Just saying. Grumpy Bucky: Did you just said it to a Bird brain? Why won’t you tell me? Grumpy Bucky: WHOS THE FLAT???????? Nat left the chat. Sam left the chat. Steve left the chat. Grumpy Bucky: Really??! You have to be kidding me. Tony has changed Grumpy Buckys nickname to Bucky.

Bucky was angry. And tired. He wasn’t sure what more. It was only 5:30 pm and he was already at the address Nat had send him before. It was nice building, ten minutes from the Tower. He was walking around the city all day, even thou he had no other meeting he didn‘t want to go back to the Tower. He was not able to understand why nobody would tell him whos the flat and had a feeling he is going to be pranked. It was literally the last thing he needed today.

“Screw it.” Bucky said and had entered the building. There was a nice hallway and reception now empty but obviously actively used. Bucky was aware that he won’t be able to pay any kind of apartment here and Natasha knew his budget so It has to be a prank for sure. Bucky turned to leave the building but receptionist just come from across the corner.

“Hello, sir, exuse my absence, can I help you with something?” receptionist asked. Bucky looked at him, it was an elder man, seemed very kind. Bucky was sure that this builing also has a security guy, but this pa wasn’t him.

“Uh, hello, I am looking for the apartment number uh..” Bucky started to look for the information in his phone, he could not believe he forgot it, he has been reading the message all over again.

“Let me guess, you are looking for an apartment number 33, right?” receptionist kindly asked and smile at Bucky. It was like somebody turn on a light bulb in Buckys head.

“YES! That’s it.” Bucky said a bit too excited.

“I though so, I saw an information about you in the visits book. You are a bit early, right? I don’t think miss would mind, so here is a card for an elevator and it is a third floor.”

Bucky took the card and headed to the elevator. Miss? What is Nat trying to do? Why would Steve help her? Traitor.

Bucky thoughts were interrupted by loud ding of the elevator. Bucky entered and pressed button with a number 3. Elevator quickly made its way to the third floor and with a same loud ding the doors opened. The hall was not long, floor was covered with a dark blue carpet. Not very practical Bucky thought as he walked in the hall. There it was, the door number 33. He hesitated and looked at his watch, 5:37pm. Still too soon. He could hear music playing inside and came closer to the door to hear better. It was some rock music, he didn’t mind it at all. What was he thinking? There is no way he could afford a place like that.

5:43pm, music suddenly stopped, Buckys nervosity grew big extensively. And he knocked at the door. Why the hell did he do that? Bucky started stepping in one place and could hear steps coming towards the door. Bucky felt the panic built inside.

He was about to collapse when the door opened.

“I am sorry i know I am here too soon.. Y/N?!” Bucky stopped in the middle of the sentence.

part three 

[goldrun]

An unexpected inquiry: foolish notion

Read part 1 here

A/N: Hey guys! It took me more than three weeks to write this part, mainly because I wasn’t feeling it at all. But when I started writing, a lot of ideas popped up in my head and it came naturally (mostly). So I hope you’ll enjoy this part!!

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Pairing: Fili x Reader

Word count: 3484

It was almost 8 o'clock. You were in the flower shop back in the stockroom pretending to count the number of daffodils for the day after.

You couldn't set your mind to it. You still weren't able to fathom what happened yesterday. A prince asked you to court you. You. And you refused. Well, not quite, you sort of decided to give him a chance. It also felt kind of foolish. When you meet your One you just know it, and he definitely didn't felt like yours. And this kind of connection was more important to you than marrying some prince. You couldn’t deny the fact that you felt 'something', even though you declared it as negligible. Any other young dam would've said yes immediately. But you weren’t any other dam.

The dress you were wearing was a simple one, made of a periwinkle colored smooth silk and reached above your ankles. The sleeves came just over your elbows and they had lace hanging on the ends. The corset with lilac colored flowers sewn upon it was laced at the backside, just a small wink to your job. It wasn't overdone, and you felt beautiful. You even felt like you put a little too much effort for someone you didn't even care about, you chuckled to yourself, who are you kidding, of course you cared. Even felt nervous. Your (H/C) hair was partly braided on the front, with the rest of your hair hanging loose. Alava braided it. All decorated with small golden beads you inherited from your father and mother, as well as the dress you were wearing. It was worn by your mother and her mother before her. Your family wasn’t wealthy and with you being the only one left, this was the way you could honor them every time you had a special occasion. Wait, was this a special occasion? You shook your head and tried not to think about it too much.

Back in the stockroom you counted about sixty daffodils but you weren’t sure of the number, since you started counting again for about three or four times.

Suddenly the doorbell jangled and you heard footsteps on the wooden oak floor. Your heart skipped a beat. “Y/N?” You heard a male voice calling. You sighed in relief, it wasn’t a stupid joke between him and his brother, a thought that slipped through your head at night. Sharing one last glance in the small hand mirror you kept in a drawer for when you ever needed it, never expecting that it would ever be needed for a situation like this. Your legs almost forgot how to walk when you made your way to the main room of the shop, and you took a deep breath before entering.

There he stood. All handsome and neatly dressed. You looked directly into his blue eyes.

“Hi.” You gasped, feeling as if your feet weren't even touching the ground.

A smile appeared on his lips as he approached you closer. Oh no, that dimple again, you thought.

“Hi.” He marvelled as he took you in. "You look beautiful.” He said with hushed tone.

You smiled timidly. "You’re very kind, thank you.” You brushed your dress.

The two of you staring at each other for a moment. None of you really knowing what to say.

He wore a brown leather coat with beige colored fur on the fronts. A belt in the same color as his coat with golden buckles closed it all together.

“You look handsome, Prince Fili.” You broke the silence, instantly regretting what you said. Was it even appropriate?

He blushed a little. “Thank you.” He smiled. “And please, just call me Fili.” He shrugged

You beamed. “Very well, Fili.”

"I-I brought you a gift." He stammered and reached with his hand somewhere in his coat. He handed you a small black box and when you opened it your mouth fell open. It was a small brooch and recognized it as a lily. The flower was white and covered it in small crystals and fit right in the palm of your hand. "Thank you, it's beautiful but i can't accept this." Still mesmerized by the gesture.

Fili was determined. "No, it's a gift, from me to you."

“I don’t know what to say...Again, thank you.” You stammered. You pinned the brooch down on your chest.

“It looks good on you.” Fili approved.

You gushed. “It’s beautiful, I love it.”

“So, where are you taking me?” You asked with a curious tone.

“I’m taking you to a small tavern called ‘The Joyful Goat’ which is a short walk from here.” He grinned.

“A tavern?” You asked hesitantly. It didn’t sound quite pleasing to your ears.

“Don’t worry, it’s a very neat one.” He assured.

The two of you walked towards the tavern. Chit-chatting along the way. You told him about your family, and how the flower shop was owned by your grandparents. He told about his family as well, and his life in the royal halls, which you were interested to hear about.

When you reached the tavern you noticed a sign with a goat on it.

“Here it is!” He praised as he pulled the door and let you in first.

It was rather a tiny tavern, but just as he said, it was very neat. A friendly old dwarf greeted you and he seemed to know your companion.

Fili hugged the dwarf. “Hoìn! How are you?” Fili asked enthusiastically.

“Prince Fili.” He said loudly. “Nice to see you around! How is your mother?” Hoìn wondered. “She’s doing well, she said to send you her regards.” Fili said sincere.

“That’s good to hear.” Hoìn said. “And please send her our greetings.”

“I will!” Fili said. “Do you have a table for two?” He questioned.

“Excuse me, I was wandering off, please follow me!” As he gestured to follow him.

You sat down at the dark brown mahogany table, at the opposite of Fili. You took a quick look around, a fire was crackling and a few dwarfs sat at the bar. You enjoyed the ambiance as your eyes turned back onto your company. Fili even looked even more good-looking in this warm scenery. You noticed his warm blond hair and his braided moustache in the same hue. You tried to study his face as unnoticable as possible but you were ripped out of your thoughts abruptly.

“Myla!” Hoìn yelled as an older female dwarf appeared, supposedly his wife. “Can you give these two lovebirds our best wine and special stew?”

“Of course!” She said lighthearted.

“Oh but we’re not together.” You blurted and your eyes turned big.

“Yet.” Fili said mischievously.

You rolled your eyes at him, Mahal, what were you getting yourself into?

“Very well then!” He reported and he rushed off.

You sat down and the burning question in your head was trying to get out.

“Can I ask you something?” You interrogated.

“Of course.”

“Do you know about the rumors that are being told about you and your brother?”

“I assume you mean the wretched ones, so yes, I do know about them.”

���Are they true?” You squinted your eyes.

Fili shook his head. “I promise you, it’s not true."

You sighed in relief but not fully convinced. "I have no idea how these stories came into the world." He continued. "Kili was the most reckless one of us two, and I can’t say I’ve never done anything that Mahal wouldn’t approve of...” Fili admitted. “But I never woke up with a different girl in my bed every morning and I’m most definitely not seeing you as an easy catch.”

You smiled to yourself and looked down. “It would be surprising if you did.”

“Alright. Can I ask YOU question?” He queried while he gazed at you.

You leaned forward on the table. "Go for it.” you challenged him.

“Look, i'm not proud of the way how I approached you yesterday and I'm surprised you didn't ran away. You're definitely not feeling the same as i do, so, why waisting your time with me?”

"I'm going to be honest with you, i wanted to see who you really are. I thought you were different, nothing more than that." You confessed.

"Because of these stories?" He questioned as you nodded slowly.

"You said you thought I was different. So what do you think of me now?" Fili crook his brow and grinned.

"Let's not get ahead of yourself.” You raised your brows and leaned backwards.

“What a pleasant sight!” Hoìn marvelled when he walked by your table. “You two remind me just of his father and mother, they came here by a lot ya know.” You shared a short look with Fili. “Aye, this lad is a keeper!” He concluded with a big smile to you as he walked away to another table. You could do nothing but laugh, and felt a flutter in your chest and you noticed Fili's cheeks colored red.

“So you are more than familiar with this place.” You hinted.

“My father used to take my mother here when he was still alive.” Fili recalled. "So to me, this has been always a special place. Kili and I come here by a lot.”

“That’s such a sweet story.” You sympathized.

“Next time you should meet my brother, you would love him. If there’s going to be a next time of course.”

“I would love to meet him. And we shall see about that next time.” You teased. Fili chuckled.

Myla walked by with the wine and stew and placed it in front of you."Here you go dears!" She said sweetly.

“Thank you!” You both said in unison.

You both were enjoying the meal. Sharing a laugh and anecdotes about one another.

When you both were done you thanked Hoìn and Myla and left ‘The Joyful Goat’.

Fili suggested to walk you home, which you tried to refuse kindly. But Fili insisted.

You arrived at your home which had three steps in front of the front door, and while you stood on the highest step, Fili stood on the ground. You found your key and put it in the lock as you turned around to face him.

"Well, surprisingly you are not that terrible as I thought you'd be." You joked which he answered with a chuckle. "I had fun, and thank you for taking me out." You acknowledged.

"You really speak your mind don't you?" Fili laughed. "But, I had fun too."

You chortled softly. "Goodnight Fili". Shared one last glance and turned around to step inside your house.

“Wait!" Your head turned around from the sound of his voice. "When can I see you again?” He asked with a questioning gaze, and your heart melted a little.

“Well, let’s see about that.” You winked and closed the door behind you. Fili stood there for Mahal knows how long, maybe hours, debating if this was a yes or a no.

—————————

It’s been a few days since you last saw Fili. You really let him baffled, not giving him any closure. You told Alava about it, and she couldn’t believe you let him go.

Today you were busy helping a client who wanted a bouquet of roses and white lilies when you saw a familiar face entering your shop.

You looked up at him, smiling as if you knew he was up to something. The client gave you your coins and stepped away to leave the shop which was almost empty now.

“So, here we meet again.” You tittered, trying not to seem too eager while bundling a bunch of red lilies with a white ribbon.

“Yes, indeed we do.” He smirked he said as he walked towards you. “And you’re not alone I see.” You noticed as you looked curiously behind him.

“Yes, Y/N, this is my brother Kili.” You immediately recognized him as he stepped closer to you. “Nice to meet you Y/N!” He said as you shook his hand. “Likewise Kili!” Sure he was handsome just like his brother, but with a much more darker complexion. You never got the chance to study his face from up close. This was the cheeky one.

“So, this is the girl that you’ve been talking about!” Kili said amused." You chortled, "I hope i am!"

“I always wanted to meet the person who rejected my brother!” Kili joked. Fili punched him on the back and you could only laugh at the brotherly chemistry.

“Oh I did not exactly reject him.” You folded your arms and looked at the two brothers. “I just kept things open.”

“And can you close it now?” Fili said amused.

“I’m not closing anything right now.” You provoked.

"Oh Fee." Kili said. "I hate to break this intimate moment but we have to go now, you know how Dwalin thinks about being late for sparring time."

"Yes of course, let's go. Y/N I'll see you around, I hope." Sharing one last gaze with you and the two brothers walked towards te front door. Your eyes crinkled. “I hope so too.” Just before Fili closed the door he looked at you one last time, while you pretended no to see him. Trying to keep yourself occupied with the next bundle of lillies you could not resist to peek when he closed the door behind him.

Months have gone by, and Fili visited you almost every day. You even found yourself in the royal halls at times, and you were mesmerized every time you entered. Talking and blabbering about everything. Every time you saw him you became more and more fond of him. You could say he really was your friend, as well as Kili. Fili seemed to have let go of the whole 'One' thing and accepted the fact that you would never be a couple. That still didn’t mean he wasn't into you, sometimes annoyed by his ambiguous comments.

Today you were sitting in an open field with Kili. A place you visited ever since you were little. While sitting underneath a big oak tree you felt a warm breeze running over your skin.

“Where’s Fili?” You wondered.

“He had some important business to do with our Uncle, heir stuff probably.” Kili answered.

“Y/N I was wondering, how exactly did you meet Fili?” Kili wondered while he was lying down next to you, chewing on a piece of grass.

You furrowed your eyebrows. “Wait, hasn’t he told you about it?” You mouthed.

Kili placed his arms underneath his head. “He didn’t tell me much about it, just that you two bumped into each other on the street.”

“What! He really told you that?” You chanted and sat right up.

“What happened then?” Kili asked, leaning on his elbows.

“Well, I was working in my shop just like every other day and suddenly he stood right in front of me asking me to court him!” You uttered.

Kili’s mouth fell open. “You’re joking right?” You shook your head while chuckling and he bursted out in laughter. The loudest you’ve ever heard. Tears welled up in his eyes. You could do nothing but join the laughter.

“Even I would never do something like that!” He exclaimed while drying his eyes. Kili couldn’t stop laughing. "Oh Mahal, so this idiot really likes you."

"So it appears." You nodded. “But I’m glad I went out with him even though the feelings weren’t exactly mutual, because now I have two amazing friends.”

“Yes I’m glad you did.” Kili confirmed, and you two lay down again, staring at the sun.

"Kee?"

"Mhmm?"

"About what I just told you, please don't let it go hard on him."

"Don't worry about it." Kili grinned. "I will."

You slapped him on his chest as your laughter followed.

“What’s so funny?” You heard footsteps on the tall grass, you recognized the voice in an instant when the person sat down next to you.

“Oh nothing Fee.” Kili tried to say trying to hold in his laughter. “Just thought about that time when you asked Y/N to court you when you never even met her once!” Kili joked and Fili’s cheeks turned crimson.

“I’m sorry Fee, I had to tell him.” You tittered.

“Alright alright, that happened ages ago!” Fili tried to brush it off.

The three of you lay down again, with Fili in the middle.

“So where have you been all day?” You asked curiously while you lay on your side, leaning your head on your hand.

“Yeah what have you been doing?” Kili repeated as he furrowed his eyebrows.

Fili looked at you, squinting his eyes from the sun. “Why so nosey?”

You shrugged. You knew why.

“Well, since Thorin complained about me not having a wife yet, he set up a meeting with a princess, a human nonetheless.”

“And? How did it go?” You spoke slightly bitter. You didn’t even notice the jealous tendency in your chest.

“Thorin was enthusiastic, but only for the sake of the Blue Mountains, not for love. She was beautiful, intelligent and thoughtful.” He said while staring at the sky. The envious sting in your chest became more painful.

“But?” You questioned and raised a brow.

“She wasn’t you.” He answered, gazing into your eyes. You smiled tender.

You didn’t really know where to look while trying to think of something witty to say, but nothing came to your mind.

“I honestly don’t understand why you two are not together.” Kili interrupted, you almost forget he was there too.

You both sighed, staring to the blue sky. "Excuse me, I have to go." Fili said as he stood up and walked away on the grass towards his pony. "Fee! Where are you going?" Kili yelled but Fili didn't answer. He jumped on his pony and rode away as you both watched him from afar.

That night you were laying in bed and you couldn't sleep. Your mind were like one giant cobweb of thoughts. Was he angry with you? The thought of him being with someone else terrified you. He was the only one who ever understood your sarcasm. You also thought about that time when he helped a kid when he fell down and scraped his knee. Or that time when you walked upon him shirtless when you visited him in the forges last week.

Or how is moustache moves when he speaks. And that dimple. Suddenly you loved everything about him and every little thing he did seemed more and more attractive.

In an instant you sat right up in your bed. And one main thought shot through your head. You loved him. "I love him." You repeated but speaking out loud this time. "I must tell him now."

So you kicked away your sheets, put on your easiest shoes put on your olive green cloak, threw open your front door. And there Fili stood, with his fist in the air from an attempt to knock. Was he feeling something too or was this a coincidence?

"I love you Fili." You grabbed his face and gazed in his eyes. "I already have from the start but I was too blind to see it." You gently intoned.

You gave him no chance to answer as you placed your lips on his. He answered your kiss and buried his hands in your hair.

You pulled back and placed your forehead to his.

“You are my One, you’ve always been.” You confessed. He brushed his thumb over your lower lip.

“I love you too Y/N.” He told you. “So would this be an appropriate time for me to ask to put a courting braid in your hair?”

You chuckled. “Yes, you may now.” You nodded as you bit your lower lip. “Come inside.” You said softly.

He followed you inside and closed the door behind him. Standing in your small living room, smiling as you turned around with your back towards him. He fiddled with your hair as he put a small bead at the end of the braid. You turned around to face him again and placed your arms around his neck as he put his arms around your middle.

“For someone who always knows what she wants, you were pretty oblivious." Fili spoke with a soft voice. "When did you realize?" He questioned.

"Five minutes ago." You laughed. He looked approving."Well, I'm glad you did."

"Let's go tell my uncle." He hummed.

You giggled. "It's past midnight."

"Wait, let's tell him tommorow." Fili agreed.

"I hope he won't kill you."

"He won't." He said with a smirk as he kissed you once more.

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[redgillan]

New Tag List

Hey peeps! This month will mark my 1st year on tumblr. Coincidentally, my tag list is also 1 so it’s time to let go of people who grew tired of me and those who deleted their blog.

I’m tagging my entire tag list, though some people asked to be just Steve or just Bucky. Anyway...

If you want to stay, like this post

If you want to be added, reply to this post (if you want to be tagged Bucky or Steve only, just mention it.) 

Thank you for your understanding, x.

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BUCKY AND STEVE

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BUCKY

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Ang & Laura’s Blog Awards!

In celebration of Ang (@atc74) hitting 1600 and Laura (@just-another-busy-fangirl) hitting 2000 Followers, we are hosting Blog Awards to celebrate YOU!

See the list of awards below and send either of us a SUBMISSION (no asks, messages, or replies, please) to nominate your favorite blog or yourself!  The titles of these awards were inspired by high school yearbook senior sections.

Since this is a follower celebration, we’d like for you to be following us if you nominate, but you don’t have to be!

Nominations will be due on July 8 and we will post the winners and honorable mentions at the end of the month.

Biggest Panty Ruiner - The Dean Winchester Award for Best Smut Writing

Most Likely to Go Through an Entire Box of Tissues - The Sam Winchester Award for Best Angst Writing

Most Likely to Make a PB&J for You - Castiel Award for Best Fluff Writing

Most Likely To Become A Nun - The Sister Mary Constance Award for Best SFW Content

Sunshine Award - The Charlie Bradbury Award for Nicest, Kindest, Most Supportive Blogger

Perfect Chocolate Chip Cookie - The Bobby Singer Award for Hard on the Outside but Soft and Gooey on the Inside

Biggest Mama Bear - The Ellen Harvelle Award for Biggest Defender of Others

Most Likely to be President - The Lucifer Award

Biggest Heart - The Crowley Award for Just Wanting to Love Everyone

Bounciest Hair - The Rowena Award for Sass and Strength

Most Likely to Win a Nobel Prize - The Kevin Tran Award for Smartest

Most Hardworking - The Billie Award for Posting Original Content, Daily

Most Likely To Become A Model - The J2 Award for Setting a Great Example for Others on How to Not Be an Ass

Most Likely to Cure Cancer - The Ash Award for Most Helpful

Best Couple - The Wayward Award (in honor of Kim and Brianna)

Best Double Act - The Mary Winchester Award for Best of Multiple Types of Content (smut/angst/fluff/gen)

Most Organized - The John Winchester Award for Best Organized Journal/Blog

Best Writer - The Chuck Shurley Award for Writing

Biggest Prankster - The Gabriel Award for Funniest Content

Overall Most Outstanding - The Jody Mills Award for Most Well Rounded Blog

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[katewatso]

Moving out: part four

A/N: Hello! I am sorry that it takes me a lot time to post a new chapter, as I said I am writing after a very long time and I am not a native English but practice makes perfect, right? Also you can expect an imagine in a few days. Please stay tuned, your feedback is always appreciated. Love you :)

Summary: Bucky finally moves out to y/n’s apartment.

y/n x Bucky

warnings: maybe some curse words? If you want to add anything let me know

Words: 917

fem!reader

parts: one   two  three

Bucky didn't have many things to pack. He sat down on the bed and lost himself in the forest of boxes and his own thoughts. Soft knock on the door took him back to the reality. Natasha didn't wait for his response and walked inside.

 "You need any help?" she asked him, he stayed quiet only shook his head is response.

 "What is going on?" Natasha asked and sat down next to Bucky.

 "Nothing, I am wondering if I should really move out. Maybe Tony's right. Will she be safe? I don't want to hurt anyone, specially her. You know I have this bad feeling." Bucky explained.

"Tony is Tony and let him be Tony. He has to work this out himself. You have nothing to worry about." Natasha softly encouraged him.

"But I still have my nightmares. What if I go fully winter soldier?" Bucky rubbed his face.

"That is not going to happen, stop it. You should be excited, you are moving in with y/n." she winked at him.

"What is that suppose to mean?" Bucky laughed. "Don't you tell me you adopted that silly girlfriend thing too."

"I did not. I created it." she poke him. Bucky rolled his eyes; "You are crazy."

"Don't act like you don't like her I saw you watching her.“

"That sounds creepy. She has always been nice to me." Bucky stood up and took clean t-shirt out of the closest box.

"You know Steve would maybe believe you but I see more." she stuck out her tongue." Anyway tomorrow Thor will be there with some truck around 10am so be ready. All boxes have to be ready downstairs."

"Thor? Some truck? Should I be worried?" Bucky laughed.

"Definitely." Nat said and left his room.

Bucky closed the door and went to bathroom. He took his clothes off and entered the shower. His calmness was interrupted with the cold water at the begining. He had to admit he was kind of excited for tomorrow.

 "Tell me you haven't stolen that." Steve said looking at the brand new Ford Raptor.

"I did not. You midgardians are so suspicious" Thor said supporting himself on the side of the Ford.

Bucky didn't see much as he was still carrying few boxes. "Little help, please?

Thor went towards Bucky and took two boxes out of his hands. "Um, Bucky I need to tell you something. I have to... No, I must return the car in two hours."

"Won't be a problem, there are no more boxes than you see over there." Bucky pointed to the pile of boxes on the sidewalk then he hopped in the open trunk of the Ford and took all the boxes that Steve and Thor were handling to him. When there was no box left, Steve went in the Tower and Thor with Bucky sat in the Ford and left. 

Ford was quickly making its way toward Buckys new home. Morning traffic wasn't bad at all today. 

Y/n was already waiting for them in front of the building. Nervously playing with her keys in her hands. The Ford parked and guys got out.

"Hey y/n, This is Thor, Thor this is my new roommate y/n." Bucky introduced them.

"Hello, it is a pleasure to finally meet you, I have heard a lot of stories." y/n shook his hand.

"I hope you heard only the good ones." Thor laughed.

Bucky and Thor went back to the Ford and took out Buckys boxes. Y/n was surprised there were just a few so it is going to take them only one way. She held doors for them and called the elevator. The same dong announced ground floor and y/n went in. Bucky put boxes inside and turned to Thor: "Thank you for your help, friend. We can make it from here. You can run to get the car back to its place." 

"Great, thank you." Thors head turn to the side: "It was to meet you y/n. Bye." Y/n and Bucky waved at him and she pressed their floor button.

 "Okay, so this key is from flats door and this chip you will need for the elevator and also at night so you can get into the building. Also there is one issue." y/n scratched her head.

"What is the problem?" Bucky wondered.

"We must go to Ikea, there is NO way I will let your room look like that." she pointed around but Bucky didn't get.

"It is so empty! We have to get you few things. God, I can hear my own echo. Trust me you are going to hate the shopping but love the result." she winked at Bucky. He couldn't help himself and chuckled. Y/n left the room and Bucky started unpacking his things. He had to admit she was right. The room was empty, bed, table and closet and his stuff will not fill it, that was for sure. Bucky opened first box, it had clothes wrote on it. As he was getting thru the box his mind wondered around. What is he going to do for the rest of the day? He didn't want to bother y/n, for sure she had plans on her own. How about guys? No,no, it is too soon, they will be in the middle of their pilates and Bucky had no intention to get involved. Natasha? Maybe... But she is going to dig in with that y/n thing. There was no thing! OK, he is going out for a run.

Imagine

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[atc74]

Leather and Weapons

Written for @winchesterprincessbride‘s PrincessBrideChallenge. My prompt was: “I suppose you think you are brave, don’t you?”“Only compared to some.”

Warnings: Kidnapping, mentions of injury, maybe some swearing, but it isn’t angsty, if that makes any sense...

Pairing: Implied Dean x Reader if you squint

WC: 1059

Unbeta’d so all mistakes are mine and mine alone. Feedback is appreciated. 

A freaking witch. Dean was right; witches are filthy, disgusting creatures. This one however was a little sloppy and slow on the uptake so Y/N had gotten the draw on her and was able to put a bullet full of witch killing brew right between her eyes before she was able to finish the spell. Y/N breathed a sigh of relief before she torched the house that contained the dead witch’s body and headed back to the motel before she was spotted.

~*~

“Hey, Dean,” Y/N answered her phone as she wrapped the towel tighter around her breasts.

“Hey, Sweetheart. Hunt going okay?” Dean asked, a touch of concern in his voice as usual when Y/N took on a hunt without them.

“Yeah, you were right; it was a freaking witch. But I melted her before she could get the drop on me. I am going to grab a bite to eat then hit the hay. I will pack it up in the morning and I should be home by late afternoon,” she yawned.

“Alright, Y/N. We’ll see you at home for dinner. Watch your back, Sweetheart,” Dean ended the call and she pulled on her favorite pair of jeans, a clean tank top and a flannel that still had a good day or two left in it. If she was careful, she could wear it home tomorrow. Throwing her boots on and crossing the room, she swung open the door and everything went black.

~*~

Y/N struggled against the ropes binding her tightly to the chair. The room was dimly lit, the only light coming from a bare bulb hanging overhead. Her head hurt and she could feel the bruises as she fought the ropes. With her years of hunting experience, she knew well enough that she had at least a few bruised ribs, a mild concussion and she felt blood dripping down her face. She could see the cuts on her legs through the torn denim and that pissed her off even more; these were her favorite pair.

She felt the burn of the rope as it cut into her already raw skin, but finally she was able to slip the knot and free her upper limbs. She heard footsteps outside the door and ceased her movements, keeping her arms behind her, fighting the need to stretch them. The door creaked open slowly, a large silhouette filled the frame, blocking out the bright light coming from outside the room.

“Good, you’re awake. I was starting to think I hit you harder than I should have, but then I remembered you’re a Winchester’s bitch and would have to be tougher than that to put up with those dicks,” the voice laughed.

“You shut your mouth! The Winchester’s are great men; legacies! You know nothing about them!” Y/N shouted, her voice echoing through the room.

“I know enough. I know that now that I have you, they will come for you. Once they do, I will have you all right where I want you,” he cackled and you could see him rubbing his hands together.

“So what are you? Some revenge seeking Rugaru? Nah, you would have eaten me by now. Oh, a wimpy wolf? Need me to lure the Winchesters out cause you are too scared to go after them yourself? Or maybe a low-level demon. And that is why you want them to come, because you can’t get into my meat suit so I could lead you back to them. Bet you had trouble getting into the ladies pants when you were human, too, huh?” Y/N snickered, a smile on her face as as she waited for the monster to spill his secrets.

“I suppose you think you are brave, don’t you?” he asked, his voice dripping with disdain for her, a meak human in his eyes.

“Only compared to some,” she responded. “I am certainly more brave than you. At least I have the guts to go after something. You can’t even do that. You kidnap me, hold me hostage, hoping that they will get in their big, black steed and come to my rescue, walking straight into your so called trap. But you don’t know me, or them, as well as you think you do, asshole.”

“Oh yeah? Then why don’t you enlighten me, bitch,” he snarled.

“The way I figure, that witch I took out, yesterday, today, I don’t even know, but was she your special lady? So now you are pissed. I took out yours, so now you want to take out theirs. But you forgot one little thing. You didn’t check me for weapons, did you?” Y/N challenged her captor as she pulled her arms out from behind her and reached into the back of her boot.

The shiny blade was flung from her hand with pinpoint precision, hitting the witch right in the heart. He lumbered backwards a few steps, eyes filled with shock before falling face down right in front of her. She made quick work of freeing her legs from the chair, allowing them to stretch before rising.

“Iron blade with silver inlay, dripped in witch killing brew, ya dumb bastard,” Y/N spat as she kicked the body hard enough to roll it over and retrieve her weapon, wiping the blood on his shirt before slipping it back into it’s custom sleeve inside her right boot. “I fucking love these boots!”

Y/N searched the entire house where she had been held, looking for her stuff. She located her room key, car keys and cell on the table in the dingy kitchen. She grabbed a couple of spell books that were laid out and anything else that could be helpful. She unlocked her phone, seeing it had only been a couple hours since she had talked to Dean and called him back.

“Hey Y/N, I thought you would be asleep by now,” Dean drawled out, his speech hindered by the whiskey, no doubt.

“Yeah, about that. Got kidnapped by the bitch witch’s old man. But he is dead now so it’s all good. I just wanted to call and thank you for these awesome boots! You really know the way to a girl’s heart, Dean,” Y/N gushed into her phone.

“Leather and weapons, Sweetheart. Leather and weapons,” Dean chuckled.

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[redgillan]

Selfless Love - part 7

Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: A journey toward recovery and the story of a broken man falling in love with a woman.

Word Count: 1,074

Warnings: None. Not my gif.

A/N: His lips are sinful, he’s killing me... Let’s hope this is worth all the teasing. Btw it’s not over, babes :)

Selfless Love - Masterpage

At the pancake house, you sat across from Bucky and studied the menu. There were so many different choices, you were completely lost. Seeing you hesitate, Bucky ordered a huge breakfast fest, including a large stack of pancakes and two different kinds of juices.

“You’re insane,” you laughed when the waitress left. “We’ll never be able to eat all that food.”

“Don’t worry, I’m starving.”

You noticed he kept his metal hand on his thigh under the table. He looked around, hoping no one would recognize him. You watched him with a fond smile.

“Nervous?”

He pursed his lips into a tight smile. “That obvious, uh?”

“It’s okay, they’re not looking at you,” you said with a smile. “And even if they were, I’m sure they’d be staring at your very impressive biceps.”

Bucky shook his head, grinning. You laid your hand, palm up, on the table. He took it and weaved his metal fingers through yours.

“I know they’re not looking at me,” he said, bringing your hand to his lips. “Not when you’re with me.”

You looked down at your lap, fighting a silly grin. “You’re a smooth talker, James.”

“It’s coming back to me.”

The waitress came back with your drinks and food, forcing him to drop your hand. It gave you a few moment to regain your composure. You looked at the food on the table and let out a nervous laugh.

“Everything looks so delicious.”

Bucky agreed with a nod, his eyes wide in amazement. You chuckled at his excitement and cut into your pile of pancakes. You shoved your first forkful of blueberry pancakes into your mouth, your eyes rolling back into your skull.

“Oh, God,” you moaned in pleasure, “it’s so good!”

The sound that left your mouth made Bucky choke on his orange juice. He shifted in his seat, willing his rapidly growing bulge to cease.

“Are you okay?” You tilted your head, frowning concernedly. Still coughing, Bucky nodded. He was glad that you seemed oblivious to the reaction you caused. “Went down the wrong pipe?”

“You could say that.”

You furrowed your brows, but he dismissed your concern with a wave of his hand. He hid his embarrassed face behind his glass, screaming internally.

The conversation flowed easily between you. You shared bites of your food and agreed that blueberry pancakes were the best. You chuckled, wiping away a smudge of blueberry on Bucky’s chin.

Time seemed to fly by, and before you knew, the waitress brought the bill. Bucky reached for his wallet, but you beat him to it. You dropped a few bills and a generous tip on the table.

“I took some money from the swear jar before we left.”

Bucky gaped at you. “You’re incredible.”

“Not really,” you replied with a shrug, “but Steve and his potty mouth are pretty amazing.”

You walked back to Bucky’s bike and put your helmet on before you climbed on behind him and wrapped your arms around his waist. Bucky removed the kickstand and made sure you were sitting comfortably before he pulled out into traffic.

When you arrived at the compound, you noticed Sharon’s car parked in the driveway. Steve must have called her after everyone bailed on him. The kitchen was empty, but you nudged Bucky and nodded toward the half-touched plates of food on the table.

Suddenly, a moan tore through the silence. You distinctly heard the words ‘Oh, my God’ before you and Bucky burst out laughing. There was no way Steve and Sharon heard you, they were making a lot of noise, but you still tried to stifle your giggles.

You led Bucky down the corridor towards your rooms, turned the corner and stopped. This part of the compound was always quiet.

Bucky stood next to your door, he didn’t want the night to end. You stayed silent, mindlessly tracing the scar on your shoulder.

“I see you do that a lot,” Bucky said, looking at your hand.

“It reminds me of you.” You smiled at the crescent moon scar and raised your eyes to look at him. His expression was careworn, almost hurt. “You patched me up the night we met. You took care of me.”

Bucky took a step closer and carefully raised his hand. “May I?”

You nodded, eager to feel his touch. He ran his index finger along your scar, seemingly entranced by it. His hand skimmed down your arm and he intertwined your fingers together, gently tugging you closer.

“I want to be your man,” he slowly closed the distance between you, “if you’ll have me.”

Bucky waited for your approval, the tip of his nose touching yours. Your eyes were already closed when you nodded. His lips brushed yours, back and forth, like a feather. It was so tender that tears stung behind your eyes. When he pressed his lips against yours, you wrapped your free arm around his waist and pulled him to you.

He rested his forehead against yours, inhaling deeply.

“It was my first kiss since 1943,” he revealed.

“Me too,” you tried to lighten the mood.

Bucky laughed softly before his lips found yours again, this time more demanding. You parted your lips for him and let him take control of the kiss. He backed you up against the wall in the hall and slid his fingers through your hair, cradling the back of your head.

You ran your hands up and down his sides as his kisses turned sloppy. A happy tear ran down your cheek, making him pull away. He wiped it off with his thumb, a concerned frown furrowing his brows.

“It’s okay, I’m just happy,” you said, not recognising your own voice. He kissed the corner of your eye.

“I’m sorry,” he laughed again, “I really took my sweet time.”  

“It’s better than rushing into something you’re not ready for.”

“I’m ready.” A warmth spread through his chest and he knew he really meant those words.

“Good. Do you want to stay a bit longer?”

He cupped your face, his thumbs stroking your cheekbones. He wanted more, he wanted to sleep next to you, but a nagging voice in the back of his head reminded him that this was too good to be true.

“I can’t- It’s...” His jaw clenched, frustrated that he couldn’t put his feelings into words.

“Baby steps,” you soothed, rubbing his sides.

He sighed, grateful for the distraction, and nodded. “Baby steps.”

Part 8

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Darkness falls here comes the rainTo wash away the past and the names

- Vox Populi - 30 Seconds To Mars

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Hard To Love

I was listening to Lee Brice today, Hard To Love, and this happened. I was assured by @d-s-winchester that it wasn’t crap, so hope you like. Feedback is appreciated. Not beta’d, so apologies in advance if there are errors. 

Tis but a drabble, just under 600 words. 

Mentions of a hunt, death, angst a la Dean, fluff, 

Dean x Reader

Another hunt down. Another case closed. Another person that couldn’t be saved. Dean grabbed the closest bottle of whiskey and stomped down the hall. You sighed deeply, picking up the duffles he dropped and carried them to the laundry room. You would go to him, but knew he needed time so you busied yourself pretreating the blood stains and tossing what couldn’t be salvaged.

Checking the time, you slowly made your way back down the hall to your room, seeing the door ajar and Dean on the bed, his back to you.

‘Dean, please don’t push me away; don’t shut me out. I have told you before, I am not going anywhere; I will always be here with you and for you. Tell me what is going on in that head of yours, Babe,” you spoke softly to your boyfriend of three years, your friend for longer than that. Dean had his back turned to the door, shoulders slumped as he sat on the bed you have shared since finding the Bunker.

“I am insensitive, I have a tendency to pay more attention to the things that I need. Sometimes I drink too much, sometimes I test your trust, sometimes I don't know why you stay with me. I'm hard to love, Y/N,” Dean’s voice broke as he spoke and his shoulders fell even more.  

“Baby, you are not insensitive. Yes, maybe you drink too much, but so do I, so does every hunter we know. Dean, you test me in the best ways possible and I trust you with my life, just like I know you trust me with yours,” you placed a hand reassuringly on his shoulder, pulling slightly until he turned toward you.

“I am a short fuse, I am a wrecking ball, crashing into your heart like I do. You're like a Sunday morning full of grace and full of Jesus and I wish that I could be more like you. I'm hard to love, Y/N,” his eyes filled with unshed tears, waiting for the final push over the edge.

“Hey, you listen to me Dean Winchester. You are the single best thing that has ever happened to me. Without you, I would be lost or most likely dead. I need you and you need me; we need each other. And you are not hard to love; loving you is the easiest thing in the world. Do you hear me?” your voice rose just the slightest until you knew you had his attention.

“You say that you need me. I don't deserve it, but I love that you love me. You've given me a million second chances and I don't ever wanna take you for granted. I'm just a man,” his voice trailed off.

“You are not just a man. You are a hero, Dean. We save the people that need saving and no, we can’t save everyone. But you are more than all that; you are mine and you make me the luckiest girl in the world,” you wrapped your arms around his shoulders, pulling his head to your chest, comforting him like he had done for you so many times before.

“I couldn't do it if I stood where you stood, Y/N” Dean whispered. “But thank you for staying. Thank you for loving me,” Dean pulled back and gazed into your eyes.

“We are quite the pair aren’t we?” you laughed, looking down into his eyes, red rimmed and shining with tears. You swiped a thumb across each cheek, wiping them away. “I am not going anywhere.”

Tag list - add yourself here: @iwantthedean @chelsea072498 @paintrider13-blog @d-s-winchester @just-a-touch-of-sass-and-fandoms @just-another-busy-fangirl @winchesterprincessbride @waywardjoy @like-a-bag-of-potatoes @mamaredd123 @ellen-reincarnated1967 @sis-tafics @deansdirtyduchess  @katymacsupernatural @tankcupcakes  @death2thevirgin  @wonderange @padackles2010 @smoothdogsgirl @meeshw777 @tmccarney @milkymilky-cocopuff  @ashstrom87 @zeppo-in-a-trenchcoat @scorpiongirl1 @gemini75eeyore @katewatso @cosmicpeanuthologram @jotink78 @l8nitl0vr @supernaturalyobsessed @memphisgirl1977 @bmcnally85  @ruprecht0420 @mskitty416 @theoriginalvicki @hexparker @nanie5 @whywhydoyouwantmetosaymyname @sandlee44 @fangirl1802 @moonstar86 @raylin19 @niamandthings  @feelmyroarrrr @kittenofdoomage @t-bear99 @hamartiamacguffin @colorfulobjectenemy @uttertrash--butlikecutetrash  @sammieb1127 @evyiione @you-didnt-see-that-cuming @moshingatthedisco  @winchestersmut  @alicat-life @mogaruke @cyrilconnelly @growningupgeek @charliebradbury1104 @evansrogerskitten @therewillbeblood @docharleythegeekqueen @megansescape @taste-of-dean  @scarlet-soldier-in-an-impala  @deathtonormalcy56 @wildfirewinchester  @notnaturalanahi @jensen-jarpad @impalaimagining @fangirlextraordinaire @itseverythingilike @jesspfly @love-kittykat21 @mrswhozeewhatsis @aiaranradnay  @supernatural-jackles @samwinlover @spnsasha @iamnotsaneatall @autopistaaningunaparte @blacktithe7 @emoryhemsworth @dracotomanddeansprincess23 @bringmesomepie56 @devilgirlsarah @spnbaby-67 @holytrenchcoatedsubtextchuck @emilycollins11 @myoutletforfanfiction @deansangelgirl @mizzzpink @jerk-bitch-and-an-angel @kayteonline 

Dean/Jensen: @anokhi07 @perpetualabsurdity @txp87 @akshi8278  @iamabeautifulperson18 @suzannebeaketa @thing-you-do-with-that-thing @deandoesthingstome @spn-dean-and-sam-winchester @boxywrites @deansangelgirl @sparklesuperwholock88 @ericaprice2008 @leatherwhiskeycoffeeplaid  @winchestersnfriends

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Angelina’s Best of September

September has been another busy month, as will be October, so I have been doing more reading than writing lately because of that. Feel free to tag me in your fics; I love hearing from new writers. Please keep in mind that I will not read everything. My preference is TFW, but I have a gigantic soft spot for Rob Benedict/Chuck. I only sail a few ships, so please do not be offended if I do not read or rec your stuff; it is a personal preference. I also do not generally do crossovers. If in doubt, send an ask!

What I did in September: 

Spread Too Thin

Looking For a Sign

The Greatest Fan of Your Life 

Fast Cars and Freedom - Part 2

Smut

Size Matters @whywhydoyouwantmetosaymyname (Sam x Reader)

Bare @saxxxology (Jared x Reader)

Definitely Doing That Again @just-another-busy-fangirl (Dean x Donna)

Like the Last Time @evansrogerskitten (Dean x Elizabeth)

The Pieces of Us @kittenofdoomage (Wincest)

As Long As It’s Love @impala-dreamer (Dean x Reader)

A/B/O Shock @reigningqueenofwords (Cas x Reader A/B/O)

Midnight at the Office @just-another-busy-fangirl (Sam Wesson x Reader)

Tangled @kittenofdoomage (Reader x TFW)

Holy Hell @mamaredd123 (Reader x TFW + Crowley)

Safe @saxxxology (Sam x Reader)

Fluff

Marry Me @ravengirl94 (Dean x Reader)

Spoiled @not-moose-one-shots (Sam x Reader)

Home @riversong-sam (Rob x Reader)

Coffee and Cakes @winchester-smut  (Dean x Reader AU)

Everything @thing-you-do-with-that-thing (Dean x Reader AU)

Dean x Donna Drabble @roarrrrysfics (Dean x Donna)

Home @deanssweetheart23 (Dean x Reader)

Falling @luci-in-trenchcoats (Jensen x Reader)

When In Rome @not-moose-one-shots (Rob x Reader)

Bliss @deanssweetheart23 (Dean x Reader)

Casual and Comfortable @jayankles (Dean x Reader AU)

Vocabulary Lesson @masksandtruths (Sam x Reader)

Kiss Me @impala-dreamer (Sam x Reader)

You’re My One @supernatural-jackles (Dean x Reader)

Beyond Good @soaringeag1e (Dean x Reader)

Sam Drabble @wayward-marvel-sommer1196 (College Sam x Reader)

I’m Gonna Marry Her @saxxxology (Sam x Reader)

Outdoor Concert drabble@iwantthedean (Rob x Reader)

Flangst

Faithfully @torn-and-frayed (Dean x Reader AU)

Better Tomorrows @just-another-busy-fangirl (Dean x OFC Resa, Sam x Resa A/B/O SFW)

In A Crowded Room @not-moose-one-shots (Jensen x Reader)

We Can Do This @bringmesomepie56 (Dean x Reader)

Spider’s Web @kittenofdoomage (Dean x Reader A/B/O no smut)

Hope @wheresthekillswitch (Dean x Reader)

Home @saxxxology (Sam x Reader AU - contains light smut)

The Vow @frickfracklesackles (Sam x Reader) 

Enough @sis-tafics (Jensen x Reader - contains smut)

Smutty Fluff/Fluffy Smut

Grilled Cheese Saves Lives @bringmesomepie56 (Dean x Reader)

Dean Drabble @itswitchcraft-not-googlemaps (Dean x Reader)

Forever Yours @leatherwhiskeycoffeeplaid (Jensen x Reader)

Angst

Let’s Play Pretend @just-a-touch-of-sass-and-fandoms (Dean x Reader)

Midnight Confessions @whispersandwhiskerburn (Dean x Reader)

Untitled Destiel One Shot  @ialwayscomewhenyoucall (Destiel)

Once Upon A Time @pinknerdpanda (Dean x Reader)

Fluffy Crack 

Angel is a Centerfold @holytrenchcoatedsubtextchuck (Destiel)

Bring It Winchester @winchesterprincessbride (Sam x Reader - implied smut)

Series (most likely a lethal combination of smut, fluff and angst - HEED THE WARNINGS - links will be to the series master list unless noted) I know I have a problem and am following way too many series!

The Beginning at the End @wheresthekillswitch (Dean x OFC Alexis Reed)

Kill Zone @thing-you-do-with-that-thing (Dean x Reader AU) 

Big Bad Dean Winchester @luci-in-trenchcoats (End Verse!Dean x Reader)

The Blessed and the Cursed @saxxxology (Sam x Reader A/B/O AU) NOW COMPLETE

Prints In Blood @kittenofdoomage (Sam x Reader A/B/O) COMPLETE

Undeniable Heat @katymacsupernatural (Jensen x Reader)

Pretty Flowers Are Made For Blooming (Dean x Sister!OFC - explicit) NOW COMPLETE

This Evergreen Love @luci-in-trenchcoats (Dean x Reader AU) 

Into The Mystic @tankcupcakes (Dean x OFC Evelyn)

Our Little Secret @sis-tafics (Dean x Reader)

I Know Your Wife… @teamfreewill-imagine (Jared x Reader x Gen)

Summer Fling @supernatural-jackles  (Dean x Reader AU) NOW COMPLETE

Wild @just-another-busy-fangirl (Dean x Reader A/B/O)

Unspoken @wheresthekillswitch - Jensen x Reader or Jared x Reader? NOW COMPLETE

Not What He Expected (link to 1) @winchesterprincessbride (Dean x Reader A/B/O)

Stroke of Luck @percywinchester27 (Dean x Reader)

Come Back Down @hollygopossum (Jensen x Reader)

Don’t Speak @pinknerdpanda (Sam x Reader, Dean x Reader)

Salem @d-s-winchester (Misha x OFC Ophelia AU)

Stolen Moments (link to 1) @i-dont-do-rpfs (Jensen x Reader)

Just Once @arryn-nyx (Sam x Reader, Dean x Reader) NOW COMPLETE

The Road To Now (Sam x Reader, Dean x Reader) prequel to Just Once

Freaky Friday @hannahindie (no pairing)

Old Flames, New Sparks @thing-you-do-with-that-thing (Ackles, Reader, RPF)

The Line @whywhydoyouwantmetosaymyname (Dean x Reader)

Record Year @not-moose-one-shots (Dean x Reader) NOW COMPLETE

Pick Up My Pieces @riversong-sam (Jared x Reader)

You Saved Me @impalaimagining (Jared x Reader)

My Savior @like-a-bag-of-potatoes (Dean x Reader AU)

Collide @hollygopossum (Dean x Reader AU)

Mystery Man @reigningqueenofwords (Dean x Reader) COMPLETE

Forward @blacktithe7 Jensen x Reader

Choices @luci-in-trenchcoats (Dean x Reader) COMPLETE

Me & You @d-s-winchester (Matt x Reader)

Wands & Angel Grace @just-another-busy-fangirl (SPN/HP crossover)

Mommy’s Favorite (link to pt 1)  @impalaimagining (Doctor!Jared x Reader AU)

In The Deep End (pt 1) @kittenofdoomage & @winchesterprincessbride (Sam x Reader A/B/O)

Just Another Case @whispersandwhiskerburn (Dean x Reader AU)

Letters from The Dead @reigningqueenofwords (Jensen x Daughter!Reader)

You’re Mine, Omega @jensensjaredsandmishaslover (Jensen x Reader A/B/O)

My Bloody Sweetheart @luci-in-trenchcoats (Demon!Dean x Reader)

Time After Time @mrs-squirrel-chester (Dean, Steve Rogers crossover)

Blank Space (link to pt 1) @iwantthedean (Sam x Reader)

Hotel California (link to pt 1) @katymacsupernatural (Dean x Reader)

September Spotlight

Have You Ever? by @whispersandwhiskerburn - A truly spectacular Dean x Reader love story. We all know Dean isn’t big on words because we have seen it and we have written it. But that doesn’t mean he doesn’t express how he does feel. Angel is a wondrously talented master of the written word. Go check out this fic and stay, because she will leave you in awe. 

Followed up with Have You, Forever

Cross My Heart by @deanssweetheart23 - When I finished reading this piece I was rendered speechless. I have come to expect nothing less from this amazing author that I only discovered a couple of months ago, and I am not disappointed. This fic will make you feel things in the best and worst ways possible. 

Tags: @iwantthedean @chelsea072498 @paintrider13-blog @d-s-winchester @just-a-touch-of-sass-and-fandoms​ @just-another-busy-fangirl @winchesterprincessbride @waywardjoy @like-a-bag-of-potatoes @mamaredd123 @ellen-reincarnated1967 @sis-tafics @deansdirtyduchess  @katymacsupernatural @tankcupcakes  @death2thevirgin  @wonderange @padackles2010 @smoothdogsgirl @meeshw777 @tmccarney @milkymilky-cocopuff  @ashstrom87 @zeppo-in-a-trenchcoat @scorpiongirl1 @gemini75eeyore @katewatso @cosmicpeanuthologram @jotink78 @l8nitl0vr @supernaturalyobsessed @memphisgirl1977 @bmcnally85  @ruprecht0420 @mskitty416 @theoriginalvicki @hexparker @nanie5 @whywhydoyouwantmetosaymyname @sandlee44 @fangirl1802 @moonstar86 @raylin19 @niamandthings  @feelmyroarrrr @kittenofdoomage @t-bear99 @hamartiamacguffin @colorfulobjectenemy @uttertrash--butlikecutetrash  @sammieb1127 @evyiione @you-didnt-see-that-cuming @moshingatthedisco  @winchestersmut  @alicat-life @mogaruke @cyrilconnelly @growningupgeek @charliebradbury1104 @evansrogerskitten @therewillbeblood @docharleythegeekqueen @megansescape @taste-of-dean​  @scarlet-soldier-in-an-impala  @notnaturalanahi @jensen-jarpad @impalaimagining @fangirlextraordinaire @itseverythingilike @jesspfly @love-kittykat21​ @mrswhozeewhatsis @aiaranradnay @supernatural-jackles @samwinlover   @iamnotsaneatall @autopistaaningunaparte @blacktithe7 @emoryhemsworth @dracotomanddeansprincess23 @bringmesomepie56 @devilgirlsarah @spnbaby-67 @holytrenchcoatedsubtextchuck @emilycollins11 @myoutletforfanfiction@deansangelgirl @queencflair @mizzzpink @jerk-bitch-and-an-angel @kayteonline @anokhi07 @perpetualabsurdity @txp87 @akshi8278  @iamabeautifulperson18 @suzannebeaketa @thing-you-do-with-that-thing @deandoesthingstome @spn-dean-and-sam-winchester @boxywrites @deansangelgirl @sparklesuperwholock88 @ericaprice2008 @leatherwhiskeycoffeeplaid   @flare-chan003

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Tag list PSA

After much contemplation, I am removing several people from my tag lists. I know not everyone can reblog or comment on every story, but there are some people I have heard from since I added them. If you write, you understand how much a simple “Love it!” can mean. It only takes a a few seconds and comments are what keep us writers going. 

So if you find yourself not getting tags going forward, you know why. 

To those of you that do comment or reblog, thank you so much for your continued love and support!

Last full tag: @iwantthedean @chelsea072498 @paintrider13-blog @d-s-winchester @just-a-touch-of-sass-and-fandoms​ @just-another-busy-fangirl @winchesterprincessbride @waywardjoy @like-a-bag-of-potatoes @mamaredd123 @ellen-reincarnated1967 @sis-tafics @katymacsupernatural @tankcupcakes  @death2thevirgin  @wonderange @padackles2010 @smoothdogsgirl @meeshw777 @tmccarney @milkymilky-cocopuff  @ashstrom87 @zeppo-in-a-trenchcoat @scorpiongirl1 @gemini75eeyore @katewatso @cosmicpeanuthologram @jotink78 @l8nitl0vr @supernaturalyobsessed @memphisgirl1977 @bmcnally85  @ruprecht0420 @mskitty416 @theoriginalvicki @hexparker @nanie5 @whywhydoyouwantmetosaymyname @sandlee44 @fangirl1802 @moonstar86 @raylin19 @niamandthings  @feelmyroarrrr @kittenofdoomage @t-bear99 @hamartiamacguffin @colorfulobjectenemy @uttertrash--butlikecutetrash  @sammieb1127 @evyiione @you-didnt-see-that-cuming @moshingatthedisco  @winchestersmut  @alicat-life @mogaruke @cyrilconnelly @growningupgeek @charliebradbury1104 @evansrogerskitten @therewillbeblood @docharleythegeekqueen @megansescape @taste-of-dean​  @scarlet-soldier-in-an-impala  @deathtonormalcy56 @wildfirewinchester @notnaturalanahi @jensen-jarpad @impalaimagining @fangirlextraordinaire @itseverythingilike @jensen-jarpad @love-kittykat21​ @mrswhozeewhatsis @aiaranradnay @supernatural-jackles @samwinlover @iamnotsaneatall @autopistaaningunaparte @blacktithe7 @emoryhemsworth @dracotomanddeansprincess23 @bringmesomepie56 @devilgirlsarah@spnbaby-67 @holytrenchcoatedsubtextchuck @emilycollins11 @myoutletforfanfiction @deansangelgirl @mizzzpink @jerk-bitch-and-an-angel @kayteonline @rockhoochie @wheresthekillswitch @percussiongirl2017 @fanfreak07 @tattooedmomster13 

Dean/Jensen: @anokhi07 @perpetualabsurdity @txp87 @akshi8278@iamabeautifulperson18 @suzannebeaketa @thing-you-do-with-that-thing @deandoesthingstome @spn-dean-and-sam-winchester @boxywrites  @deansangelgirl @sparklesuperwholock88 @ericaprice2008  @leatherwhiskeycoffeeplaid  @winchestersnfriends

Sam/Jared: @leatherwhiskeycoffeeplaid  @flare-chan003 

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Padalecki, Party of Three

Written for @impalaimagining and her Girlfriend? series... (all photo credit to their creator/artist - found on google and Pinterest). This is fiction y’all, no disrespect to Jared or his family.

“Jared, Jensen, Hi! Thank you so much for taking time out of your busy schedules to sit down with me today,” Jill greeted the boys as they sat down with her for the interview. 

“No problem,” Jared and Jensen said at the same time, making ‘Winsync’ a real thing with these two. 

“So Jared, let’s start with you. Congratulations are in order on the birth of your new baby boy. How are you enjoying fatherhood so far?” Jill asked expectantly. 

“Oh man, fatherhood is such a trip! All the little clothes and the teeny tiny socks that he wears; everything about him is just so small! But yeah, he is a great baby, but I have to give my fiancee all the credit on that. She is an amazing mom and we are so lucky to have her,” Jared gushed, his face nearly splitting, he was smiling so wide. 

“What details can you tell us about his birth?” Jill queried. 

“Ha, this is gonna be good! Buckle up!” Jensen slapped Jared on the back and waited for his friend to start spilling. 

“This is a great story that my fiancee is going to hate me for telling! So we are on set and everything is going great. We are on schedule for once but that is how the runners know babies are coming; we are all business so we don’t run late while on ‘Baby Watch’ with only three and a half weeks to go. Taylor calls me, and it is fairly early, to let me know her contractions started but were pretty far apart; like almost a half an hour apart. So at this point everything is fine, she is good. She tells me to keep my phone on and I know today is going to be the day, ya know? The day I am gonna be a dad.

“So three, four hours go by and I keep checking my phone to make sure I didn’t miss any calls from her when all of a sudden it rings. This loud, and I mean LOUD, annoying alarm ring tone that someone decided would be funny. Yeah, I am looking at you, ya jackass!” Jared turns to look at Jensen. 

Jensen remains seated next to his friend, but now his shoulders are shaking so hard as he tries not laugh, but failed miserably.

“You should’ve seen his face!” Jensen giggled.

“Yeah, laugh it up Jackles! Your twins were scheduled to be born; you knew exactly when you needed to be there and you still almost missed it!” Jared playfully punched Jensen in the arm.

“Her contractions are still a about eight to ten minutes apart but she wants me to come home. And I panic! I’m like ‘Fuck!’ So I turn to Jackles, my eyes wide with fear and he just grabs my jacket and starts pulling me along. Clif is running ahead of us and he has the SUV started before I am even in it! I tell her I will be home in four minutes! But Clif drives like an old man and it took more than six!

“I get in the house and she is all calm and cool, but I can tell she is really nervous and so am I. Clif stays and I made us some lunch and I am timing her contractions and had Clif drive us to the hospital once they were six minutes apart. I didn’t want to wait any longer than that. I wanted us to be surrounded by professionals for the rest of it. Because to be honest and I never told Taylor this, but I was scared shitless. Jensen knew, because he had been there three kids ago. But I had no clue what the fuck I was doing or what I was supposed to do. 

“I made some calls, to Jackles and our parents, but then I looked over and I saw her laying there, beautiful as can be and I remembered how lucky I really am that this is my life. And then just a couple hours later, our little boy, Patrick Daniel, entered the world,” Jared teared up slightly and Jensen patted the back of his head. “And I sustained minimal injuries.”

“Thank you so much for sharing that with everyone, Jared. Can we see his picture?” Jill hoped Jared would say yes and he turned his phone toward her. “Supernatural family, here is the very first picture of Patrick Daniel.  Congratulations, Padalecki, party of three!”

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Angelina’s Author Admiration Alcove

If you have ever talked to me here, you may have heard me say “We are here to build each other, not tear each other down.”

This is part of my ongoing mission to build each other up and spread more love. If you have an author you would like me to check out, see my side-side-side blog, @angreadsficsandauthors and send me an ask!

@wheresthekillswitch

My dearest Lee, what can I say? This gem is just that. Lee writes with the power to rip your heart to shreds and patch it up again. A few of my favorites?

Unspoken - A tale of two J’s. One has been her friend since childhood, the other she meets by chance and the hits keep coming, the emotions keep rolling. 

The Beginning at the End - I do love a strong OC and this has one. Strong, sassy and capable. 

Fort Winchester - Oh man, talk about pulling at your heart strings. This was such a phenomenal read and I only wish there was more!

@percywinchester27

Let me tell you about this little peach. I first fell in love with Ana and her Tic Tac Toe series. The fluff, angst and suspense she writes into each story is what keeps me coming back. If you are not following her, go do it. She is a gem and you can thank me later!

Tic Tac Toe - Reader is new and town and finds comfort in a game of Tic Tac Toe with a stranger on a bus bench. 

Constellation - An all around cavity inducing fluff fest. I couldn’t get enough of this and I was so sad when it was over! 

Stroke of Luck - This series is top notch. There are so many feels here, there should be a link from the Merriam Webster definition of ‘roller coaster’ direct to this series!

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