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writing-mermaid · 4 years ago

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The Princess and The Mad Hatter, prologue : Don't you see I'm the narrator and this is just the prologue

Summary : What if Snow-White wasn’t the fairest of all ? What if the most beautiful princess of the Enchanted Forest has been forgotten because she didn’t fell in love with a prince ? This is the story of a curse and of a love story defying all the codes of fairy tales.

Pairing : Jefferson The Mad Hatter x Princess Rose (OFC)

Warnings : None

Word Count : 626

Author’s note : I’ve already posted this, on my main blog, but I decided to rework on it to repost it. Hope you’ll like it. Don’t forget that feedback is appreciated and really important.

Song of the title : The Only Difference Between Martyrdom and Suicide Is Press Coverage - Panic! At the Disco

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Storybrooke, 2016

Emma walks with purpose towards the edge of the forest, Hook glued to her steps. The blond woman is pissed off, decided to found, as fast as she can, the magic creature, potentially dangerous, according to Gold, which abruptly flown away from an item from his shop, creating a huge mess on its way out. Cars are turned upside down, windows are broken, and a mysterious purple trail shows a way to follow, the savior immediately rushes after that thing to avoid it to make new damages, her boyfriend just behind her.

Once on the edge of the wood, they both scan the surrounding area to find their prey.

“Look, there is something over there”, Emma points, walking slowly, trying not to frighten the figure she had spotted.

The form on the ground doesn’t have anything of a monster or a magic creature, Emma notices once she is closer to it. It’s a human being, more exactly a young woman, lying on her stomach, the side of her face buried inside the feathers and the wet ground of the forest. Light white skin, with long auburn hair falling on her left shoulder. With the shape of her body, Emma immediately notices that the young woman is pregnant, and probably close to the end. Hook observes the scene, watching Emma gently pulling away the unknown woman hair from her face and then looking for her hand to take her pulse.

“Bloody Hell !”, the pirate suddenly exclaims, while placing his right hand on his mouth, eyes wide open in a state of shock,

“What ?”, Emma asks. “Do you know her ?”

“Aye, love. I know her… She’s my princess.”

“What ?! What do you mean your princess ?”

“Not my princess in that way. It’s my princess, the one from the kingdom I come from, my birthplace. But I thought she was dead a long time ago…”

“Wait a minute, if I understand well, she’s the one you were talking about with Liam in the Underworld ? The one you asked for news ?”

“Aye, that’s her”, he answered. “How is she ? Is she alive ?”

“She seems to be okay.”, Emma tells him grabbing her wrist. “But she really breathes slowly, and has a very weak pulse, we need to take her to the hospital.”

Emma gently turns the young woman on her back. She pulls off some other hair, in order to see her face’s details. If she really is a princess, as Killian said, she has the beauty but not really the look. Her clothes are very simple, but Emma’s gaze stops on the young woman’s face, she can’t see her eyes color, but judging only by looking at the thin lines of her sweet face, her straight and delicate nose and her thin mouth of the color of a pink rosebud, Emma doesn’t doubt that this young person, who she thinks is not even thirty, has something noble.

While Killian bends to pick up his long-lost friend and takes her gently into his arms, while paying attention to not scratch his hook in the thin skin of her back, Emma thinks about what to do next.

“If she’s a princess, and considering her state”, Emma says, pointing at the young woman's belly, “she might have a prince somewhere. We need a prince. Her prince. If she has been cursed, I suppose she’s going to need a true love kiss to wake up.”’

“Oh no Love, that not how it works with her”, Hook answers with a smirk. “Believe me, it’s not a prince she needs.”

“If it’s not a prince she needs”, Emma sighs in complete disbelief, “what does she need ?”

“A hatter”, Hook answers, smirking at her.

Taglist :

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girl-next-door-writes · 5 years ago

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366 Day Reblog Challenge - February

1st - What You Need: @blacktithe7

2nd - Text To Win: @jamielea81

3rd - The Five Times He Heard You Moan...: @teamcap4bucky

4th - Alibi: @et-lesailes

5th - Hold On Loosely: @iwillbeinmynest

6th - Call Me Ransom: @helenaeisenhower

7th - Too Close: @star-spangled-man-with-a-plan

8th - His Favorite Sweater - @captain-rogers-beard

9th - Before Long: @captainrogerss

10th - Alexa, Call Steve: @captain-rogers-beard

11th - Missed Chances: @redgillan

12th - The Recruit: @moonstruckbucky

13th - Easy: @printedpeterparker

14th - I dreamt about you last night: @fightmewiatch

15th - Fakers: @s-writing-s

16th - Good Wow: @fightmewiatch

17th - Come Back Home Again: @imamotherfuckingstar-lord

18th - Time For Things To Change: @star-spangled-man-with-a-plan

19th - Attention: @tilltheendwilliwrite

20th - Sketchy: @captainrogerss

21st - Operation Mistletoe: @princessmisery666

22nd - Held For Ransom: @sagechanoafterdark

23rd - Let It Grow: @tropicalcap

24th - Colin Shea x Reader: @fightmewiatch

25th - Thief In The Night: @floatingpetals

26th - Saturday Morning: @whiskey-cokenfanfic

27th - Get A Clue: @littlemarvelfics

28th - Broke Me: @lustfulholland

29th - Stevie Bear: @barnesnroses

#Becca’s Reblog Challenge #fic recs #Chris Evans

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babylonrosie · 5 years ago

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chris evans one shot recs

smut

the one where i go in on chris evans being an ass man by @ringpop-poppy

i remember by @harrystylesismycreature

something’s gotta give by @babylevines

golden boy by @a-tale-of-two-comics

babygirl (feels like heaven) by @bbybucky-fics

daddy evans by @writingsblock

give in by @whiskey-cokenfanfic

quiet on the set by @i-dont-do-rpfs

care for you by @cap-evanns

little girl by @avasparks

wet by @littlemarvelfics

home sweet home by @captainrogerrsbeard

angst / fluff

angry words, aching hearts by @misssavenger

strangers in the night by @umchrisevans

a break from us by @my-emotional-self

i told you not to fall in love with me by @cap-evanns

decisions by @cevansgirl

falling in love by @carolinaclouds

just friends? by @my-emotional-self

#chris evans #chris evans smut #chris evans imagine #chris evans fluff #chris evans angst #mcu #marvel

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sweetboybucky · 6 years ago

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My Bucharest baby 😭 He’s so sweet. I love him so much.

This was so pretty. I was ready to yell about the angst, but I got the happy ending my soft little heart hoped for. So sweet!

Thank you so much for joining the challenge and writing this pretty piece 💗

Simple

Paring: Bucky x Reader

Word Count: about 1,600

Warnings: none

A/N: Hello hello! This is my entry for @sweetboybucky ’s 1K challenge! My prompt was “It’s not that simple”. Thanks for letting me participate! The Romanian is from google translate/the internet in general and I’m so sorry if I messed it up. As always y’all can send in requests (for tags or fics) here and you can find my masterlist here. (GIF is mine and recycled from another story)

You took a deep breath and ran your fingers over the delicate lace bodice of your dress. You took another look in the mirror and smiled. Even you had to admit you looked beautiful. Your hair and makeup were done naturally to complement the simple nature of the wedding dress you had chosen. You could hear the people chatting as they filled the aisles of the wedding venue. Your best friend Melissa handed you a glass of champagne.

“How ya holding up kiddo?” she asked.

“I’m holding,” you replied with a smile that didn’t quite reach your eyes.

“There’s still time to back out you know. Especially if your mind is wandering to a certain blue-eyed beauty…”

Keep reading

#sweetboybucky1k entry #sweetboybucky1k #littlemarvelfics #bucky barnes x reader #cuuuuute #i love my bucharest baby #hes so precious

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profoundtyrantharmony · 3 years ago

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Steve Rogers fics I recommend

Oneshot

~A~

Last laugh (from @angryteapot)

Parlez-vous Français (from @avengerscompound)

Let me take control (from @a-splash-of-stucky)

~B~

Breathing is overrated anyway (from @bailey-whalieee )

~F~

Impatience (from @fictionalhub ) [Not found anymore]

20 questions (from @fvckingavengers)

~I~

The boyfriend challenge // Avengers reacting to the boyfriend challenge (from @imaginethat)

~K~

Cupid dog (from @kuriousfox)

Celebrity crush (from @kidney9-9)

~L~

Hotel Roommate (from @luv4min) [Not found anymore]

~M~

100 years old virgin (from @multific)

~P~

Young but sure (from @pies-writes-and-more)

~R~

Major crush (from @redgillan)

~S~

Infatuated (from @sebastixnstxn)

~T~

Bikini Doubt (from @thegetawaywriter)

#need a hero (from @teamcap4bucky)

~V~

Daddy's doll (from @valkyrieofsmut)

~Y~

Neighbors (from @you-didnt-see-that-cuming)

Serie

~A~

Awkward encounter // The neighbors (from @agentmarvel13) [ALL COMPLETE]

You've got mail 2-3-4-5-6-7-8 (from @areyoureadyforsomemeatballz) [COMPLETE]

Kissing Games (from @avengemebuckyy) [COMPLETE]

Tainted (from @aimless-imagines-for-fun) [COMPLETE]

~C~

Ocean Blue Eyes (10/?) (from @carryoncaptainrogers) [COMPLETE]

All at once 2-3-4-5 (from @coffeenfun) [COMPLETE]

Take care (9/?) (from @cherrypickertheory) [NOT COMPLETE]

~F~

Kisses (from @floatingpetals) [COMPLETE]

~H~

Baby Assemble (from @honeyloverogers) [COMPLETE] [Not found anymore]

Shielded (4/?) (from @holylulusworld) [NOT COMPLETE]

~I~

I don’t believe we’ve met (from @imagine-assembling-the-avengers) [COMPLETE]

May I Request ? (4/?) (from @imanuglywombat) [NOT COMPLETE]

~L~

I swear i don’t have a crush (from @ladybugsfanfics) [COMPLETE]

Mixed signals (from @littlemarvelfics) [COMPLETE]

~N~

Not who you think (from @nev3rfound) [COMPLETE]

~R~

Sutra 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9-9.2 (9.2/?) (from @radi0active-thoughts) [NOT COMPLETE]

A Serie of Unfathomable Feelings (from @redgillan) [COMPLETE]

~S~

WhatsApp (from @suffering-and-happy-about-it) [COMPLETE]

The night shift (8/?) (from @sebbys-girl) [NOT COMPLETE]

~W~

Between Walls (5/?) (from @wxntersoldiers) [NOT COMPLETE]

Just say it and I'm yours (9/?) (from @whisperlullaby) [NOT COMPLETE]

Last updated : 07/14/22

#steve rogers x you #steve rogers #smut #fluff #reader insert #fics recs #steve rogers smut #steve rogers fluff

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blushingbarnes · 5 years ago

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1k fic rec 🥰

hey! So I do have a fic rec blog ( @buckygbarnes ) that’s where I post all of my recs. but since this account has more followers, id like to do my favorite fics on this account. This is for my 1k celebration as well, because I wouldn’t be here today if I hadn’t been inspired by so many writers.

Please reblog and like all of these writers!!!!

1k celebration (check it out)

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*= smut

Bucky Barnes/ Sebastian Stan

*Slip n slide by @marvelous-meggi (seb)

*Trapped by @notyetneedcoffee (Bucky)

Feel again by @wkemeup (Bucky)

Yoga 101 by @itsbuckysworld (Bucky)

the red room by @littlemarvelfics (Bucky)

Reciprocation by @bitchassbucky (Bucky)

Broken by @sugarfreecapsicle (Bucky)

Uncharted by @thefvcker-tucker (Charles Blackwood)

Thor

Insecurities by @littlesliceofmarvel

Loki/ Tom hiddleston

*Yellow panties by @peterman-spideyparker (Loki)

Traffic by @just-the-hiddles (Tom)

Steve Rogers/ Chris Evans

Faded memories by @littlesliceofmarvel (Steve)

Sinful secrets by @captain-rogers-beard (Steve)

Velvet by @avintagekiss24 (Steve)

Peter Parker/ Tom Holland

Peaches by @blissfulparker (Tom)

Extra cinnamon by @thollandss (peter)

Such as life by @petersmparker (peter)

Begging by @raewritesfiction (Tom)

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sunmoonandeddie · 5 years ago

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at long last

pairing: thor odinson x reader

word count: 3,404

summary: Thor has mistakes that he’s been longing to fix.

chapter warnings: swearing, thor making grabby hands at the reader.

a/n: So this was written for @littlemarvelfics‘s 1.1K Follower Challenge! Congratulations! My prompt was “What would you think of me now?” (’Hear You Me’ by Jimmy Eat World) and I have it bolded. Let me know what you guys think!

“You’ve forgotten how to revel.”

Thor looked up from his mug, the mead inside barely touched since the celebrations had started two hours before. He had been trying to cut back on his bad habits since getting back to New Asgard after the Final Battle with Thanos.

Unfortunately, that included drinking.

“I’m unsure what you are talking about. I am perfectly content,” he said. But even as he stared up into Brunnhilde’s eyes, he knew it was a lie.

She knew that it was a lie, too, if the way her eyes narrowed and her arms crossed over her chest was anything to go by. “Thor, you can have a drink or two,” she said as she sat down next to him, pulling out one of the tall bar stools and plopping down into it. “I know that you’re trying to get back to who you think you should be, but—”

“It has nothing to do with liquor.” He winced as he realized that it had come out a little snappier than he had meant it to.

“That’s no way to speak to your queen,” she said, but the glint in her eyes let him know that she wasn’t serious. The woman leaned on the table on her elbows, her eyes scanning the crowd to try to find where his mind had gone. From where they were sitting, they could see the entire bar. “So… Out with it. What does it have to do with?”

He didn’t reply as he finally picked up his mug and gulped over half of it down. “Mistakes that I never took the time to fix,” he said after slamming it back down, the table shaking.

“Oh, you do know how much I love when you talk in riddles.”

Thor let out a deep sigh, his eyes automatically finding who he’d been watching all night.

And Brunnhilde wasn’t blind. She could see where his eyes landed, and her eyebrows went almost up to her hairline. “A girl?”

“She’s not just a girl,” he hissed, his cheeks going red as he realized his mistake. But he always was overly protective over you.

He watched as you stood with two of your friends, two other women he vaguely remembered seeing around the Palace back in Asgard. You were wearing Midgardian clothing as opposed to your usual gowns.

He liked it. He liked seeing you with your hair down, wearing a tank top and leggings. Back on Asgard, he’d never seen you in something so formfitting or revealing.

It was both a blessing and a curse.

“Then who is she?”

You took a deep breath before stepping into the Great Hall, holding a bottle of mead to refill the cups of Lady Sif and the Warriors Three. You could only hope that Thor wouldn’t need one yet, though you highly doubted you would be so lucky.

The Great Hall was filled to the brim with the people of Asgard, celebrating the return of their heroes.

Heroes.

More like overly zealous, sword happy children, in your eyes.

How you longed for the days of your childhood, before all the victories had gotten to your Prince’s head. Before you had begun work in the Palace, you’d accompanied your mother. She had been a maid and the royal family was gracious enough to allow her to bring you with her. Your father had been one of Odin’s mighty warriors, and after he’d died in battle, there had been no one to take care of you while she was at work, since your father had always sat you on the sidelines while he trained during peace times.

It was one of the days that she had brought you to the palace that you had met Thor. He was a few years older than you, at about five hundred years old. You’d only had your three hundred fifty-second birthday a few weeks before.

You’d wandered off from the laundry room, where your mother had been washing the royal family’s clothes with a few of the other maids. The halls were long, with ceilings that you were certain must be a million feet high.

“Who are you?”

You’d whirled around, eyes wide, to see a boy with hair as yellow as the flowers outside your house. “Who are you?”

“I asked you first.”

“I asked you second.” You’d put your hands on your hips, pouting. “And father said I’m a lady, and everyone has to answer to ladies.”

The boy crossed his arms over his chest. “Well, I’m a prince!”

“BUTTERCUP!”

You’d turned to see your mother racing down the hall, toing the line of what was considered proper. Her eyes—a mirror of your own—were blown wide with terror. “Mother!”

She pulled you away from the boy, before curtseying deeply. “My apologies, my Prince. She didn’t—”

“What’s going on?”

Your mother’s face had gone paler than you’d ever seen it as a woman who looked quite similar to the boy appeared. “My Queen, please accept my apology. She didn’t know any better. I’ll make sure this never happens again.”

“Don’t take her away!” All of you turned to look at the boy, who was watching you with watery eyes. “I want her to be my friend, mother!”

And your mother didn’t know how to respond to that, but you had lit up. You hugged him tightly, his arms wrapping around you as you clutched onto each other. “Please, mother!” You begged.

The queen had a fond smile as she looked at the two of you, her hands gently folding in front of her. “You are one of the palace maids, correct? Your husband, Alrik, died in battle,” she said. She was clearly directing her questions towards her, but her eyes never strayed from you. “I remember seeing you braiding flowers into little crowns when the men were training.” She looked back at your mother. “Your daughter is welcome here at any time. She may play with my sons whenever she wishes.”

Your mother breathed a sigh of relief. “Thank you, my Queen. Thank you.”

The boy turned to you, his smile brighter than the Bifrost. “I’m Thor.”

“I’m Buttercup!”

His nose scrunched as he giggled, his hand reaching down to grab yours before the two of you took off running down the hall. “Is that your real name?”

“No, but my mother calls me that because of the flowers outside our house.”

“I like it!” He stopped suddenly, turning to you. “Can I tell you a secret?” He said quietly, and you were surprised at how blue his eyes were.

“If you’re trying to whisper, you’re not very good at it,” you said softly, covering your mouth as you giggled. “But yes! I’m good at keeping secrets.”

He leaned down, cupping his hands around your ear so only you could hear him. “I’m going to marry you.”

But that had all been hundreds of years ago. When you had turned one thousand, one hundred twenty-six, you’d begun to work at the palace as a maid, too. There’d been no more running through the palace with Thor and Loki, or attending lessons with them. There would be no more ballgowns gifted to you just so you could spend the night dancing away with your golden-haired prince during the grand feasts and balls.

Now, seventy-one years later, you were a shadow, flitting about the crowds and ensuring no one’s cups or plates went empty.

And you wouldn’t have been forced to work so early if your mother hadn’t died. But illness had taken her from you, long before her rightful time, and you were alone. You were lucky that the palace offered you work and servant’s quarters.

Not everyone was as lucky.

Thor let out a guffaw, slapping his leg. His cup had been full of mead since midafternoon, when he and his friends got back from another one of their adventures. They’d defeated yet another foe and lived to tell the tale, a story that would no doubt become one in thousands.

You kept your head down as you approached the table, trying to avoid were the blond warrior was seated in the middle. “My Lord,” you said, bowing your head as you refilled Volstagg’s cup.

“THERE SHE IS!”

You winced, shrinking into yourself. You tried to step away, but Thor’s hands grabbed at your waist before you could, and he pulled you onto his lap. “My Prince—”

He grinned cheekily at you as his fingers dug into your hips. “My little Buttercup, I’ve missed you,” he said. His hot breath fanned across your face, smelling of mead.

“My Prince,” you started again, your cheeks reddening as you realized everyone could see you. They could see you being manhandled like the whores brought in to entertain the warriors after their victories. “Please—"

One of his hands moved to press flat against your back, his other moving to your thigh and squeezing. “Missed touching you,” he purred, his head nuzzling your chest. His lips trailed over whatever bare skin he could find, finding their way to your neck.

“My Prince—”

His fingers gripped your skirts, pulling at them as he kissed your neck.

You were sure that people had noticed by now. They had to.

Your eyes widened as you heard the sound of fabric ripping, looking down to see that he’d ripped your skirt.

Before you could properly react, he let out a booming laugh and ripped it to the hem, creating a slit that hadn’t been there before. The men around you leered and urged him on, gone stupid with the amount of mead in their veins.

When you felt his hand move through the slit to grab your bare thigh, you let out a scream, pushing him. He was so shocked by the outburst that he lost his grip and you fell to the floor.

Not that you minded. Anything to be out of his filthy hands.

The entire Great Hall had gone completely silent as they all stared at you. Your chest was heaving against the confines of your dress, your hands desperately holding your skirt closed. It was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

Thor stared at you with shining eyes, his smile long gone. He reached towards you to help you up off the ground. “Buttercup, I—”

You pushed yourself back away from him, getting out of his reach before you stood on your own. “Do not touch me!”

And despite your words, he reached for you again.

“Thor—” Lady Sif began as she stood, her eyes narrowing. She stood between the two of you, clearly ready to protect you against him. Even though he was her friend, she was also a woman.

Thinking quickly, you snatched the dagger from Lady Sif’s sheath and pointed it at him, effectively stopping him. “If you ever put your hands on me again, I will cut them off. I care not that you’re a prince. You are nothing more than a savage. A barbarian.”

He stared at you with watering blue eyes, something that looked a little like remorse swimming in their depths.

Loki, who had been sitting further down the table, stood and made his way towards you. “You’ve done enough, brother,” he snapped, glaring at the man. He quickly cast a glamor over your skirt in an effort to protect some of your modesty. His hand gently touched your shoulder, taking care to not startle you. “Go.”

The hand holding the dagger was trembling as you took in a teary breath. If you didn’t get out of there quick, everyone would see you cry, and the rest of your dignity would be gone. With a final glance at Thor, you allowed the dagger to fall to the floor, the metal clattering loudly against the stone, before you turned on your feet and fled the Great Hall.

The younger prince stared at his brother with disgust written plainly across his face. He’d grown up with you just as much as Thor had, and it pained him to see you treated in such a way. The man had always been so kind, so tender with you, but his ego had tainted even the best part of him. His hands clenched at his sides as he fought the urge to finish your threat for himself and cut off his brother’s hands. “You have grown into even more of a brute than I thought.”

“You should talk to her,” Brunnhilde said after she heard the long, drawn out story that she honestly thought could’ve been summarized with “I got drunk and treated the girl I’ve been in love with since childhood like she was nothing more than a play thing.”

Thor scoffed, shaking his head as he continued to watch you. He had no right to speak to you—or even look at you—after what he had done. Even though he’d realized how he’d treated you was wrong the second you’d had to stop him by literally screaming, the true gravity of the situation hadn’t set in until he woke up the next morning.

He’d hurt you. His precious Buttercup. The one person he’d sworn to never harm, and even though he’d made that vow as a child, he’d taken it seriously his entire life.

“She doesn’t want to speak to me, and I can’t blame her.”

Brunnhilde huffed as she stared at him. It was clear that he’d grown from who he was, that he regretted what he did with ever fiber of his being. “Thor, how long has it been?”

He blinked at her, his brows furrowing. “What?”

“How much time has passed since that day?”

Thor swirled the amber liquid in his mug. “Two hundred and sixteen years…”

She looked at him as though he’d grown two heads, and shoved him. “Two hundred and sixteen years?! Are you shitting me?!” She narrowed her eyes at him and slid off the bar stool. “If you won’t, then I will.”

Before he could stop her, she was marching across the bar, making a beeline straight for you.

Thor felt a panic rise in his chest and bolted, heading out into the night air. The last thing he needed was your rejection.

The Norwegian air was cool against his skin, his face hot and red. He walked and walked until he reached one of the cliffs overlooking the sea.

He liked it here. He did. He liked hearing the waves crash up against the rocks, see the Earth’s moon reflected on the water. The only other time he’d seen stars so bright was when he’d been on the Guardian’s spaceship.

“You’ve washed your hair.”

He jumped, whirling around in surprise. He hadn’t known that anyone had followed him. His heart sank when he realized it was you.

“Last time I saw you, your hair was greasier than that one place Korg likes to go—McDonald’s, I think it is?” You were trying to joke with him, but when he didn’t laugh, you cleared your throat. “Brunnhilde told me that you wish to speak to me,” you said, your voice soft and smooth as honey. Your voice had always been the sweetest music to his ear, like a symphony.

“I-I apologize,” he stammered, looking down at the ground. “She… She can be quite the meddler. I shall… I shall go now.”

“Why?”

He froze in place, swallowing as he stared down at his hands. He didn’t dare look in your eyes, as much as he wanted to. If he did, there was no doubt in his mind that he’d turn into a blubbering mess. “I treated you horrifically. I have denied myself of your presence in order to not make you… uncomfortable. I know what I did was unforgivable.”

“Thor, I forgave you long ago.”

At that, he did look up. His blue eyes were blown wide with disbelief, but he found no signs of a lie in your face. “You… Why would you forgive me?”

You rubbed your arms, trying to protect yourself against the chill in the air. As nice as your tank top had been inside the bar, with all of the bodies inside keep you warm, the late spring night air still held remnants of winter.

“Here,” Thor said suddenly, pulling off his cardigan. He wrapped it around your shoulders, his heart warming as he watched it swallow you.

He liked seeing you in his clothing.

“Thank you,” you said, cheeks warming as you wrapped it tightly around you. Your eyes drifted out over the ocean, watching the white caps come and go. “I watched as you were banished by your father for what you had become. It broke my heart, despite knowing it was what you needed. I… I missed who you were when we were growing up. But you allowed all your victories to get to your head, and the blame isn’t solely on you.”

He was completely silent beside you, hanging on to every word while at the same time wondering where you were going with this.

“Everyone worshipped the ground you walked on. And you were so young, it’s no wonder that you grew prideful,” you said. “I thought you a beast at the time.”

“You were right in that,” he said with a weak laugh. “And… What would you think of me now?”

A small smile flit across your face. “I watched you come back, worthy of your title and your powers. I watched you put others before yourself and you… You became the boy I grew up with again.”

“I have loved you since we were children. Since that very first moment I saw you,” he admitted, his cheeks a soft pink. “At that feast… When I laid eyes on you, all I could think was that you were mine and that if I didn’t lay my claim, some other man would have snatched you up. You have always been the most radiant woman, and it would be foolish for me to assume that someone else hadn’t see as such.”

Your mouth hung open, your eyes soft as you looked at him. “I wish you had simply spoken to me about your feelings. You made me… You made me think that you saw me as nothing more than a common whore. One of the women of the night that always warmed your bed after your victories.”

“I know, and I apologize—”

“But I still loved you.”

He stopped, finding himself once again in shock. How did you always manage to surprise him?

“I knew that the man you could grow to be—the man you are now—was always within you,” you said, nervously playing with the sleeves of his cardigan. “And even when you were in your darkest hours, I still loved you.”

“And now?” He asked, his voice dropping to a low whisper as he took a step towards you. “Would you have me now? Even though I am… this?” He motioned to his body, feeling a small wave of embarrassment. He was not the warrior he thought you deserved anymore, but then again, it would seem that you didn’t want that kind of man.

“Thor, I would have you whatever way you come to me,” you murmured, looking up at him through your long lashes. “Whether you look the way you did back then or the way you do now, you are still the most handsome, worthy man I’ve ever met.”

He took a step closer, so that the two of you were chest to chest. His large hand tentatively cupped your face. His eyes flickered down to your lips and back up again. “… May I?”

“Yes,” you breathed, your arms moving to wrap around his neck as his lips slotted against yours.

It was everything he ever dreamed of and more. He kept it soft and sweet, his free arm wrapping around your waist when you pushed yourself closer to him. You were soft and pliant in his arms, like the flowers you loved so much.

When he finally pulled away, he nuzzled his nose against yours. “I love you so much, my dear.”

“I love you, too.” You giggled, pressing another soft kiss to his lips. “But you still have a lot of making up to do,” you teased.

“I intend to spend the next three thousand years doing so.”

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wkemeup · 5 years ago

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How I got to 4k followers is beyond me but I have so so so appreciated all of your kind words and support in my writing. Thank you for following me and for always being so lovely. I really want to love and support you guys as much as you have me, so please show me some of your writing so I can rave about you!

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One prompt per person - send in second choices in case your first is taken!

Any and all Marvel characters up for grabs

Please use warnings if your fic requires it

Fluff, angst, smut, AUs all welcome, but please no underage or non-con

Use a read more cut for fics over 500 words

Any word count is fine! We know I’m a wordy bitch. Please just stick to one-shots or the first part of a series.

The lyrics listed in the song prompts do not have be included in the fic. They’re there to serve as inspiration for the feel of the song. Just go for the vibe you connect with!

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Please have fun with this and I can’t wait to see what you do with these prompts!

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song prompts

July - Noah Cyrus ft. Leon Bridges @tarithenurse w/ T’Challa If you want me to leave, then tell me to leave and baby I’ll go

Put a Little Love on Me - Niall Horan @brooklynbarrnes I look around as my heart is collapsin' / 'Cause you're the only one I need

Ease My Mind - Ben Platt @blue-like-barnes When they pull me under, and I can feel my sanity start to unwind / Darling, only you can ease my mind

Forever - Mumford and Sons @locke-writes I know I've had you troubled / And I know I've seared your mind / But you know that I love you / And that our love's not blind

I Would Do Anything for You - Foster the People @marvelous-avengers I've fallen in love, and it's better this time than I've ever known

First Day of My Life - Bright Eyes @heli0s-writes Yours was the first face that I saw / I think I was blind before I met you

Adore You - Harry Styles @evanstarff w/ Bucky I'd walk through fire for you / Just let me adore you / Like it's the only thing I'll ever do

Work Song - Hozier @star-spangled-man-with-a-plan w/ Steve No grave can hold my body down / I'll crawl home to her

Killer - Phoebe Bridgers @sgtjbuccky w/ Bucky Can the killer in me / Tame the fire in you?

Mariners Apartment Complex - Lana Del Rey @corneliabarnes You lose your way, just take my hand / You're lost at sea, then I'll command your boat to me again

Old Fashioned - Bruno Major @angrybirdcr I know the idea isn't new / To fall in love with someone on first view / But I don't care / I think I'll fall in love with you

Lost Boy - The Midnight @renxzs w/ Bucky We were the monsters and fire-breathers / We were the quiet sunrise leavers / You were a good girl, what could I do? / I was a lost boy when I met you

dialogue prompts

“What if it changes things between us?” / “Isn’t that the point?” @jalapenobarnes w/ Bucky

“If you walk away now, don’t ever come back” @whistlingwillows w/ Bucky

“Do me this one favor and I promise, I’ll never ask anything else of you again.” @notyetneedcoffee w/ Steve

“Take me with you” / “I’ll be right back, I promise.” @flowerymoonlight

“I’m sorry, ____ told you what?” @tropicalcap

“I take zero responsibility for this.” @what-is-your-plan-today w/ Steve

“This isn’t what it looks like.” @mermaidxatxheart

“I was made for you.” @baezen

“Don’t scare me like that!” @xbuchananbarnes w/ Bucky

“Everything in my life has led to this moment.” @companionjones w/ Coulson

“What do you mean you don’t know how to hot wire a car?!” @lailannajacobs w/ Loki

“Please tell me that isn’t your blood.” @buckthegrump w/ Bucky

“Are you drunk?” @tellmealovestory w/ Bucky

“Are you wearing my clothes?” @littlemarvelfics

“Get in the closet, now!” @anika-ann w/ Steve

“Can you stop fidgeting? I’m trying to untie you.” @elatedmarvel w/ Steve

“Don’t make me tell you twice!” @littledarlinwrites

“We’re going to be stuck in traffic for the next three hours and you want to sit in complete silence?” @nacho-bucky w/ Sam

“Take my hand.” @sugarfreecapsicle w/ Bucky

“You’re going to regret this.” @crispychrissy w/ Steve

“You’re going to have to trust me.” @captain-kelli w/ Steve

“Don’t look at me like that when I’m trying to leave.” @stuckonjbbarnes w/ Steve

“I’m dreaming, right? I must be.” @captainscanadian w/ Bucky

“Give me the keys!” @oplunket16 w/ Thor

“Breathe with me.” @evansweaters w/ Steve

This is my first time hosting a writing challenge so I dont really know what I’m going but hey we’re in this together ok! Please remember to send an ASK with your choice and I can’t wait to see what you write !!

#writing challenge #writing prompts #marvel writing challenge #dialogue prompts #kas4kwc

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writing-mermaid · 4 years ago

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The Princess and the Mad Hatter, Chapter 1 : Tonight, I’ll become the most dazzling precious treasure

Pairing : Jefferson The Mad Hatter x Princess Rose (OFC)

Warnings : None

Word Count : 1 258

Author’s note : Chapter 1 and we dive into the story ! I’ve already posted this, on my main blog, but I decided to rework on it to repost it. Hope you’ll like it. Don’t forget that feedback is appreciated and really important.

Song of the title : Treasure - Flyleaf

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Enchanted Forest, several time ago.

In a kingdom surrounded by the mountain, the forest, and the sea, lives a young and arrogant prince. Charles thinks that since the day of his birth he could get anything and everything for free, from the most random little thing to the most unreachable one. As an adult, and before being crowned king, he falls in love with a beautiful noble young woman named Sophia, whom, for Charles’ unhappiness, is engaged to a blacksmith, Alister, whom she had chose herself with her parents blessing, seeing in a very positive way their daughter be wed by love and choice, rather than out of a sense of duty with someone of her league.

Totally obsessed by Sophia’s beauty, Charles decides one day to challenge her fiancé to a trial for the beauty’s hand. Relying only on his courage, Alister accepts the fight to defend his fiancée’s honor. Unfortunately for him, Charles’ hanger for power and the fact that he never accepts “no” as an answer, the prince calls Rumpelstiltskin, the Dark One, to get what he wants : the blacksmith’s death to marry the beautiful Sophia. Thanks to the dark wizard curse, Charles manages to defeat his opponent who however was stronger than him and marries Sophia less than a week later. Full of sorrow, she resigns herself to marry him and her new princess life, and then, queen, less than two years later.

A few times after the coronation, the newly queen knows that she is pregnant. She secretly hopes to give birth to a boy for giving an heir to the crown and that maybe, she hopes, her husband will leave her alone for a few times. What she doesn’t expect however, is that her royal husband never paid his debt to Rumpelstiltskin and that this one invites himself to the sumptuous party given in the honor of the future baby.

“Well, well, it’s like we are celebrating something dearies”, he exclaims, with his very shrilly voice. “Rumor has it, it’s a baby.”

“What are you doing here, fitly gnome”, Charles jumps from his throne and runs towards the little man. “You were not invited to this party, so go back from where you come from.”

“Well, I’ve not been invited, but it seems to me, your highness”, he replies, exaggerating Charles’ title, “that you owe me something. Hihihihihi.”

A whisper rises in the crowd. All are looking at each other, trying to understand what the dark wizard talks about. He starts to talk again.

“So, I came to finally have what’s mine, your majesty”, he says shaking his hands.

“I am not going to give you anything. Go away before I give my guards the order to kill you.”

“You perfectly know that they can’t do anything to me”, the Dark One chuckles. “But I can do something against you, in fact, I am going to do it, take it as a warning. King Charles, this is your punishment for failing our contract : all the children you are going to have will be girls, you are going to tell me, having only girls can be a gift, especially if your little princesses are pretty as gems, but and this is the beauty of my curse, all your daughters are going to be uglier and more stupid the next than the previous one, starting with the one your wife is carrying right now.”

Speaking those words, he disappears with a mad laugh. At the moment he pronounces these words, Sophia collapses on the ground shaken by sobs. This marriage already makes her unhappy, and now in addition, she is condemned to only give the realm only girls and moreover ugly girls, who are probably going to be miserable all their life. It is too much for her and her mental state.

“Don’t you worry”, Charles tells her, hopping he is going to comfort her, “this is not going to happen, I am pretty sure that the magic of that imp will have no effect on our children.”

Sophia isn’t reassured at all, she knows all about Rumpelstiltskin’s powers, and perfectly knows that he wasn’t faking. This is a punishment, she thinks, a punishment for marrying the man who killed the love of her life, her true and only love. Sophia isn’t stupid, she knows that Charles only married her as a trophy, and not for love, because she knows perfectly that her husband is incapable of loving anyone but himself. In a last effort, she wishes with all her strength for a miracle to happen. Her pray is heard and a little blue halo entered but one of the throne’s room window.

“Maybe I can help you.”, says the little halo before materializing into a brown hair woman.

“You can ?”, Sophia asks, her voice filed with hope.

“I can only reduce this spell, that’s the best I can do.”

“What do you mean ‘reduce the spell’ ?”, enrages Charles. “You are going to cancel this spell, and this is an order !”

“I don’t take orders from you, even if you are king.”, the Blue Fairy curtly replies. “You have, by vanity, stole another man’s fiancée and you used dark magic because your oversized ego wouldn’t have supported a defeat, and you refused to pay. However, I can’t for your wife and your future children let it be. Queen Sophia, I can only act on the child you are already carrying, everything will depend on her. Unfortunately, I can’t change the fact that all your children are going to be girls, nor the rest of the curse, but I can do something for that little princess. The child you are carrying is going to be the most beautiful princess that kingdom have ever seen, and probably the most beautiful the Enchanted Forest ever known. She will be brilliant, and loving with everyone, and especially with her sisters. This child will be your only hope to break Rumplestilskin’s curse.”

“How could she do that ? Tell me please.”, Sophia whispers.

“Simply by receiving a true love kiss.”

“If it’s that simple”, Charles mocks the Blue Fairy, “she will receive one soon enough when we will engage her to a prince.”

“Don’t you think that it’s going to be that easy, the spell will be break only if her true love gives her that kiss. Don’t consider that this will work with the first comer to whom you will give your daughter. That’s all I can do for her”, she finishes turning around towards Sophia. “Take care of your precious little flower your highness.”

This is her last word; before becomes again the little halo and goes out same way she came in. Not really relieved, but a little reassured about the baby she is carrying, Sophia notices by the corner of her eye that her husband is fulminating. Obviously, he doesn’t believe in Rumpelstiltskin and the Blue Fairy spells.

A few months later, Sophia gives birth to a dazzling and perfectly healthy little girl. She has a light white skin, auburn hair, light hazelnuts eyes, a straight and delicate nose, and thin lips of the color of a pink rosebud. She is, indeed, the most beautiful princess of the Enchanted Forest. That’s why her mother decides to name her after that flower. The whole kingdom celebrates princess Rose’s birth, and even if Charles sees in her a future currency to make his kingdom grow, Sophia, on her side, sees in her a flower who will bring hope to a better future.

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