#onecentwriter

[onecentwriter]

wings in modern society…

rich businesspeople who have specially tailored suits that perfectly fit around their equally stunning wings. middle class workers who get basic sized holes for their wings. siblings having hand-me-downs and complaining that “my older sister had smaller wings when she was my age!!” houseless people shirtless because the frayed holes on their shirts irritate their skin.

special wing oils and wing massages and wing accessories! gold paint for holidays and tiny jewelry imbedded into feathers. wing serum that makes your feathers sleeker and softer.

inheriting wing colors from family. you have your mother’s deep green and your father’s wingspan and you grandmother’s blue-tipped feathers. twins having identical wings. triplets.

special sports binders. playing basketball, floating. track and field but using wings to propel yourself. flying events. flying sports. the skies are infinite.

celebrity doubles making their career by happening to have the exact same wings. training to do flips and glides in movies and shows. wings add a whole layer to subtle acting, twitching, ruffling, leering.

molting once a month for everyone after you hit puberty. little kids with fluffy neutral-toned feathers. awaiting when their downy feathers will molt and reveal which color they have. kids being proud of brilliant blue and yellow feathers. parrot-winged and toucan-winged kids being mocked, ridiculed. now the popular kids are the ones with the coolest wings. zach from down the street lost all his friends after he grew crow wings. gore, bad omens, superstition. the outcasts of society have wings that mean bringers of death.

influencers painting their wings in the trendy new variety, quitting the job once their feathers fall out. celebrities having entire teams dedicated to making their wings perfect.

tearing out feathers as self harm. everybody knows. bent feathers, twisted feathers, it hurts more than anything. they take years to grow back.

old ladies with beautiful red wings, faded into grey near the ends. a baby is born with slicked-down feathers, it’s traditional to bathe the newborn in special water that fluffs up their feathers. oracles predicting the wing color. parents worrying about crow-winged.

feminine wings are smaller, masculine wings are bigger. trans people wishing for bigger wings or smaller wings or just average wings. special binding for people who can’t look at theirs.

underdeveloped wings from trauma and malnourishment and neglect. they can never fly, society shuns them for something that was already terrible. medical practices try to regrow the weaker tissue.

wings in modern society 😭

[bonesandthebees]

Listen

you should've just left it at 'listen' it feels like a very vague threat

[pads-and-prongs]

~ 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚘 ~

hey hey hey!! my name is pads :33

i use she/they pronouns *~*

my main acc is @onecentwriter so i follow from there!!

asks are always open pls talk to me abt dead gay wizards PLS

i don't have much of a sorting system but you can find my original posts under #pads og posts, my reblogs under #pads reblogs, and my asks under #pads asks :DD

also JKR is a trashbag so if you support her or her opinions please leave :)

[themculibrary]

Bruce And Natasha (Brutasha) Masterlist 2

part one

and you were my eyes (how could I see again) (ao3) - spidey_taurie (onecentwriter), the_cat_in_the_void T, 5k

Summary: He’s a mess. He’s such a mess. He loves being happy and having friends and he hates himself for loving and for breaking his rule and putting other people in danger, god, don’t you care? He’s a monster, true, but for a long time he’d hoped to keep that term on the greener side of him. But it’s not wrong—he’s risking the safety of his fr–teammates just so he can have a bit of fun, a bit of joy.

And then there’s Natasha.

God, it’s always Natasha, isn’t it?

Or; love is not something Bruce Banner ever thought he could have again.

A Simple Little Dare (ao3) - DutchRenegade G, 1k

Summary: When Nat turns out to have the lowest average that semester, her friends come up with a dare. Will she kiss the stranger in the corner of the bar reading by himself?

Beauty and the Beast (ao3) - Panda365 bruce/natasha, pepper/tony T, 47k

Summary: A few weeks after the battle of NY, the original 6 are adjusting to life at Avengers tower.

Through various missions and time off the clock, the team must put aside their differences to save others and each other from their own demons.

(This is a Bruce/Natasha centered story full of angst, comedy, and friendship. Be warned of potentially triggering topics of suicide, anxiety, and depression.)

chaos runs in the family (ao3) - magecraft G, 1k

Summary: Alexei doesn't think Bruce is worthy of dating Natasha. By his own standards he is proven very wrong.

Dancing With A Stranger (ao3) - Panda365 T, 5k

Summary: Bruce is back after the events of Ultron. Natasha has moved on...or so she thought.

flirting for geniuses (ao3) - screamlet G, 5k

Summary: Inspired by this tumblr post about Bruce and Natasha and how much more fun their dynamic could have been if the writing gave them a chance to be their horrible awkward selves.

In the Heat of the Moment (ao3) - onward_came_themeteors T, 4k

Summary: If Natasha had joined Bruce in the shower during Age of Ultron.

like there's no goodbyes (ao3) - natashasbanner M, 9k

Summary: Sometimes saying goodbye and moving on are the right thing to do. But it can also be the hardest. Bruce couldn't keep living like a ghost in the halls of the compound, but that meant leaving behind Natasha. She wasn't ready yet.

It broke his heart but it had to be done. He focused on helping people again and the last person he expected to encounter was Natasha herself.

Goodbyes were hard but for one night, they didn't have to be.

Massage Time (ao3) - Hawkeye_Beauty M, 2k

Summary: Natasha Romanov needs a massage to get all the kinks and knots out. So Clint recommends Banner. Banner is great at massages……And other things.

Mistletoe (ao3) - Panda365 T, 1k

Summary: Natasha hates raw conversations. And Bruce isn’t a mind reader.

Red For Forgiveness (ao3) - alinalotus T, 3k

Summary: When Natasha bails, Fury sends the only person capable of saving her to bring her back. "...only she doesn't hate him, not even a little bit..."

Running With It (ao3) - blue_the_unruly T, 1k

Summary: At Clint and Laura's farmhouse, Natasha opens up to Bruce about her past, and the two are finally able to find healing in each other's arms.

secret moments in a crowded room (ao3) - natashasbanner T, 1k

Summary: Natasha let Tony talk her into attending a Stark Industries fundraiser. But she didn't have to suffer alone.

Starved (ao3) - hulucthulhu E, 3k

Summary: Bruce is sure his window with Natasha has closed, but they're alone, and lonely. Maybe they can help each other though, after all, what else are friends for? Everyone needs a hug sometimes, right?

such a dork (ao3) - NumberFivesBottom T, 1k

Summary: Bruce overhears Natasha talking to Wanda about him. Their relationship blossoms through one act.

Unspoken Promises (ao3) - ourendlessaffair T, 3k

Summary: Bruce and Natasha share a bed at Clint's farmhouse and they face their feelings for each other.

[cowboybrunch]

thank you for the tag @mrbexwrites! <3

i love any excuse to talk about Theodore from Burden of the Reluctant Death

Rules: Pick an OC and post a song you relate to them, an image that represents them in some way (aesthetic, picrew, art, etc), and a quote of dialogue or narration from them. Totally feel free to expand and explain!

Theodore (Theo) is a grim reaper that is fascinated by the living. He loves his little human friends, but Death punishes him (and them) for his impertinence. He falls in love with Rosalie, and in trying to protect her from Death's wrath, he learns more about himself than he ever wanted to know.

(a picrew and aesthetic)

i always think of Theodore when i hear little lion man (tremble for yourself, my man / you know that you have seen this all before / tremble, little lion man / you never settle any of your scores)

“I can feel them. Every soul I’ve ever taken, like little embers trapped within me. I wonder if they can feel me, too. Sometimes they whisper. Sometimes they scream. Sometimes,” his voice cracked, thick with grief, “they plead. Just like they begged when they died— when I killed them. All of those lives, and I can feel every single one.”

Passing the tag to @autumnalwalker @theunboundwriter @little-peril-stories @alinacapellabooks @onecentwriter @dyrewrites and, of course, an open tag if anyone wants to hop in! <3

[pitzer]

Tag game: 5 songs on repeat lately

Thank you!!! @theonceandfuturequeenoftarts

Some of my most listened are

1. BLOOD ON THE DRUMS (Ashton Irwin)

2. The Actress (Goldie Boutilier)

3. Good Luck, Babe! (Chappell Roan) (same!!)

4. Love Goes (Sam Smith & Labrinth)

5. JOYRIDE (Kesha)

Tagging @kdaught @kvothes @onecentwriter and anyone who would like to share their music taste!

[mjparkerwriting]

Heads Up Seven Up

Thank you @hippiewrites for the tag! I took a month long break from writing. I just started back up this past weekend and I ended up writing about 5k words. I'm used to doing more, but this is a marathon, not a sprint. 34k words down for WIP: UTBS.

Rahel splashed through the darkness. “We’re stuck underground, aren’t we?” “We are not stuck.” Oni said. “Tunnels have to have exits.” “Says who?” “Says me.” Oni waved the lighter in front of his face. “Now, keep up.” “What’s the plan here?” “The plan was to get out of those rooms. I’d call that a victory.” “So I should happy that I’m dying in some hole than in a room?” “That’s not what’s going to happen. You’re so pessimistic.” “It’s hard not to be.” Another splash of dirty water hit Rahel’s lip. She wanted to spit it out, but it was the only thing she’d had to drink since she had gotten to Qoroc. Any kind of water was good water. “Are you sure we haven’t been going in circles?” she asked. “No.” “You could lie, you know? Tell me everything is fine.” “Would you believe me?” “No.”

Obviously more than seven lines, but a lot of the dialogue was pretty short.

Gently tagging @onecentwriter @emberlyric @rickie-the-storyteller @kellshaw and @bluespringlifee

[ao3feed-sambucky]

the reams of gray stencils that fill the tapestry

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/ixZ6gXM by spidey_taurie (onecentwriter) Sam asks you what your favorite food is, and you can’t remember the last time you ate something that wasn’t to fight off the barest stings of hunger, so you start to shake your head, but then you remember the market, and the small fruits in your hands, and you tell Sam your favorite food is plums. He nods slowly, thinking, and the next time you go into the fridge with no real hope of finding something you can stomach, there’s a paper bag of plums on the shelf, and Sam grins when he sees you eat one, juice dripping down your chin, and you feel watched, not in a bad way, but a way that leaves golden heat searing up your spine in ways you can’t even begin to express. Words: 11704, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Series: Part 8 of superheroes and supersoldiers Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, Captain America (Movies), The Avengers (Marvel Movies), The Falcon and the Winter Soldier (TV) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: Gen, M/M Characters: James "Bucky" Barnes, Sam Wilson (Marvel), Steve Rogers, Various MCU Characters, Background & Cameo Characters, Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Clint Barton, Original Characters Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes/Sam Wilson, (Past) James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers, James "Bucky" Barnes & Sam Wilson, James "Bucky" Barnes & Steve Rogers Additional Tags: Fluff, Fluff and Angst, Domestic Fluff, Bucky Barnes Has PTSD, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Slow Burn read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/ixZ6gXM

[winterhawk-ao3feed]

drink the poison lightly (cause there are deeper and darker things than you)

Read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/54545677

by spidey_taurie (onecentwriter)

(But he doesn’t. He doesn’t know what’s good and what’s bad, when the nudging becomes pushing, the different between blues, the difference between Bucky and the rest of them. He’s good at blending in, right, even with the pale skin and the eyes and the heavy darkness that follows.)

Words: 1748, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Captain America (Movies), The Avengers (Marvel Movies)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: James "Bucky" Barnes, Clint Barton, Steve Rogers, Natasha Romanov (Marvel)

Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes/Clint Barton, James "Bucky" Barnes & Clint Barton

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, Vampires, soft mythical bucky barnes

https://archiveofourown.org/works/54545677

[onecentwriter]

"resting bitch face" nah man i am intentionally giving you the stinkeye. die

[bonesandthebees]

just speedran clinic *doodoodoodoo*

yoooo hope you enjoyed!!

[theboybarnes]

First square ticked off on my summer fic reading bingo!

1. Vampire AU

https://archiveofourown.org/works/54545677

drink the poison lightly (cause there are deeper and darker things than you)

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By spidey_taurie (onecentwriter)

Summary:

(But he doesn’t. He doesn’t know what’s good and what’s bad, when the nudging becomes pushing, the difference between blues, the difference between Bucky and the rest of them. He’s good at blending in, right, even with the pale skin and the eyes and the heavy darkness that follows.

or; bucky is a vampire, and clint is lonely.

This is a really emotional and atmospheric story where Bucky is a vampire and Clint finds himself drawn to him despite everyone warning him of the danger.

[cowboybrunch]

last line tag

thank you for the tag @simonnebethel! <3

The last line I wrote was for my untitled vampire story:

We’ve orbited around each other for more than two decades, answering every parry with a riposte. I recognize the amusement underneath his anger; he sees the fear underneath mine.

passing the tag onto @sarandipitywrites @theunboundwriter @mrbexwrites and @onecentwriter (as always, no pressure)

and of course an open tag if anyone wants to join

[onecentwriter]

plank my friends? ohoho don’t mind if I do. I’m very buff you see. one… two… gosh darn I have a lot of friends to plank. oh wait—rank? you meant rank my friends? ohhhhhh ahaha go fuck yourself