#u know what doll brand i just really hate the faces of and cannot get past no matter what? rainbow high

[britneyshakespeare]

she snorts cocaine at dinner parties in beverley hills

she goes to church every sunday and has a repressed sapphic crush on her best friend

nevertheless they are as close as can be

[what-is-your-plan-today]

Guilty As Charged

One Shot for @thatfanficstuff​ ‘s Band New U challenge.

My Prompt was “Lawyer AU”

Pairing- Bucky Barnes X (sort of…) Reader Insert. This is my first Reader Insert so hopefully it works out as well as my OFC seems to have done.

Warnings- Bad language words. **my knowledge on US law is limited so humour me**

“We find the defendant not guilty”

You let out a sigh and rub at your temple. Looking over at your colleague, Sam, you shake your head in utter disbelief.

“Y/N this wasn’t your fault…” he begins in a low voice but you simply sigh again and shrug.

“I was sure they’d see through his lies” you glance over to your right where the defence team, headed up by James Buchanan Barnes of Barnes & Rogers Law are shaking hands. Barnes’ face is arranged in the usual smug look that you want to slap right off it. His partner, Steve glances over at you and gives you a genuine, sympathetic smile. He is always the most courteous out of the two.

“He fucking did it Y/N” Sam’s voice is almost a growl “I know he did.”

“Well in the eyes of the law he didn’t…” you state, standing up “Come on, let’s get out of here before he starts…”

You hastily shuffle your papers back into their respective files and pack your briefcase up. Picking up your jacket, you shrug it on, smooth down your pencil skirt and make to leave the courtroom before Barnes can pipe up with his usual smart ass quips. But you’re not quite fast enough. “Commiserations Miss Y/LN, can’t win ‘em all…” the familiar Brooklyn drawl hits your ears “mind you, winning some would be a start.” “Buck…” Steve sighs “c'mon pal…”

You grit your teeth. You know you shouldn’t rise to it, but you just can’t help it. The man is an utter jack ass. Spinning to face him you shoot him your best contemptuous glare, the one you always reserve for those people you really cannot stand, and look at him like he is something you’ve just trodden in.

“You know Barnes, there is such a thing as being gracious in victory as well as defeat…” “Defeat” he asked, looking at Steve with a puzzled expression on his face “no, not sure what that is…” “Eat shit” you mumble before turning to Sam who is stood behind you, watching the exchange. You nod to him and the two of you continue up the aisle towards the exit. The victim’s family are congregated outside and all at once the start barraging you with questions.

“How did that happen?”

“What do they mean the confession was under duress…?”

“You said it was a cert he would go down…”

“What about a private prosecution…”

You sigh and turn to look at them, you’re exhausted. “I’m sorry… ” you shake your head “that new evidence that his attorney submitted… it was just threw too much of a doubt into the juries mind…” you hold your hand up to gently silence them “if you’re serious about a private prosecution then I can meet you next week to discuss…” You and Sam head back to your office, dump the files and then decide there’s only one thing for it. Alcohol and lots of it. 

“Hey Y/N, hey Sam.” Clint, the bar tender greets you “I hear it wasn’t a great day in court for you…” You look up and he is pointing to the TV behind the bar. It’s on a news channel showing a report from outside the court earlier that afternoon which isn’t surprising. The case had thrown up huge public interest ever since the body of the teenage girl has been found in the alleyway in Queens. The defendant confessed but new evidence had been submitted that afternoon featuring a recording that the defence had gotten their hands on as proof the confession was taken under duress. Being totally honest, you have to admit that it didn’t sound great, the officer did seem to be leaning heavily on the defendant but the other evidence was, no, IS overwhelming. But all it needed was that little shred of doubt and the jury couldn’t convict. And now thanks to Barnes and Rogers, specifically Barnes, in your mind a dangerous killer is walking free. As you stare at the screen you see Barnes with the defendant, all smiles and Steve at his side. Barnes greets the press with a raised hand. “Clint turn it over man…” Sam almost pleads and Clint shouts you both a sympathetic look before he points the remote at the TV and flicks it over to a mundane afternoon game show. You order 2 beers, and then settle at the bar on one of the tall chairs, crossing your bare, heeled legs as you and Sam begin to dissect the case. You can’t help it, you always do this, analyse where you went wrong or right. The pair of you get that enthralled in your discussions, that before you know it’s an hour later and you’re 4 beers deep… and Sam is getting a phone call from his wife, Natasha. “I gotta go boss…” he says apologetically “it’s the kids dance recital at 7 and if I miss this one Nat’s gonna hang me out to dry!.” You wave his explanation off “It’s fine, go Sam. Oh, and take the morning tomorrow…that case has had us working all hours and I don’t intend on being there till lunch… Clint, gimme a bourbon please?” “Don’t let Barnes get to you” Sam says “you know what he is like” “Smug, arrogant and annoyingly self-righteous.” You nod “got it.” Sam smiles and drops a kiss to your cheek. “See you later” Clint slides the glass of bourbon over to you and you smile before pulling out your phone to check a few emails, social media… you’re just reading through an article you found on Twitter about a Billionaire who owns a Technology company in Malibu who has designed some kind of metal suit that allows him to fly (because that’s gonna end well) when a familiar voice breaks your concentration. “Can I buy you a drink?” You roll your eyes and look up at Bucky Barnes as he leans effortlessly on the bar, still in his suit, although he has dispensed of his tie and opened his top button. This is another thing you hate about him. He is utterly gorgeous. Like GQ cover gorgeous, especially in his sharp suits and silk ties…and he fucking knows it too. “Depends.” You say, throwing back the remainder of your bourbon “Does it come with a side helping of irritating smugness?” He chuckles “I’m off duty Doll so no.”

Doll.

“In that case I’ll have another Monkey Shoulder.” You say, picking the good stuff instead of the house brand, and you slide your empty glass back to Clint. “Take it you’re not driving home?” Barnes asks, eyes running over your bare legs. “Well if I do I’m sure you can get me off any charges…” you reply sharply, shooting him a look that makes it clear you caught him eyeing you up. And it isn’t the first time either. That’s another reason you clash so much in the courtroom. Sexual tension. Fucking jerk. He barks a laugh “You’re really not happy with me are you?” “Not particularly.” You say, thanking Clint as he slides the glass to you, with a small wink. It’s a double you notice. That should set Barnes back a bit. The man in question takes his beer and after a pull he looks directly at you. “Come work for me.” He says and you groan, not this again. “I’m a district attorney ” you roll your eyes. “Not a defence attorney. I told you that last time you asked. And the time before…and the time before that…” “I’m nothing if not persistent.” He winks, turning in his stool so he is facing you. “Besides, I can teach you the ways of the dark side…” “You’d love that wouldn’t you?” You snort. “Oh Sweetheart you have no idea.” He leans forward slightly, his elbow on the bar and this time he is blatantly staring at the flash of skin that shows above the buttons on your blouse. “My face is up here, ass hole.” With a smirk he raises his steel grey eyes and they lock onto you. Despite yourself you feel your breath hitch slightly. Dammed him and his sex appeal. “Where you always this insufferable?” You eventually tear your gaze away and pick up your drink, glancing up at the TV as an excuse not to look at him. “Ah come on Y/N, don’t be like that…” he says, reaching out to squeeze the hand that is resting on the back of the tall chair you’re sat in. “We could make a great team…” You raise an eyebrow and look at him. “Professionally” he adds, his eyes not leaving yours as he takes another large drink of his beer, as you pull your hand away from under his. “I’d kill you within 5 minutes of us being in the same office…” you glare at him as you take another sip from your drink. He chuckles and eyes you again “to be fair I’m not sure Stevie would be able to function with a beautiful dame such as yourself in close proximity…he still clusters around any woman that isn’t his Peggy” “That’s because Steve is a happily married man.” You look at him. “So am I.” He shoots back. Ah yes, Mrs Barnes… “Your wife deserves a medal. She must have the patience of a fucking saint to put up with you.” You say into your glass. “I have other hidden qualities which mean she’s prepared to overlook my slightly less favourable personality traits…” he quips and you look back to see that lopsided grin on his face that flips your stomach. Behave Y/N. “They must be very hidden.” You muse, and he lets out a bark of a laugh. “You’re killing me Doll…” “Good.” You drain your glass. The liquid burns your throat and you can feel the effects of the alcohol from the last few hours as your brain starts to hum. You look at Barnes who is watching you, his eyes are shining with all the cheekiness and suggestiveness of a teenage boy and you know you need to leave before you do something stupid- like snogging his dumb, handsome face off in the middle of the bar. “I think it’s time I got going.” You say simply, standing up. Barnes nods, draining his bottle “Yeah I should be going too. Wife to see to, you know how it is…” You stand and he does the same, and you realise he is holding up your jacket, ready for you to slide your arms into. Narrowing your eyes slightly at his sudden chivalry, with a small smile you turn and shrug it on. His hands drop to your shoulders and he spins you round gently and smiles with those perfect teeth and it lights up his beautiful face, his eyes crinkling in the corners. “Lead the way Mrs Barnes…” he says, dropping a soft kiss to your lips. “You know it’s a good job I love you” you smile, sliding your arms up round his neck. “Although right now I’m struggling to remember why I do.“  “Well, when we get home I’ll just have to show you some of those hidden qualities to jog your memory…” You bite your lip slightly at the dark flash of desire that flits across his eyes and you lean up to brush your lips across his stubbled jawline. “Unanimous verdict…” your voice drops slightly as you pull back and he smirks again “Guilty as charged” You bid Clint good bye, link your hand into your husbands and he walks you outside into the brisk wind and his arm pulls you close, his lips press a soft kiss to your temple. Yeah, James Buchanan Barnes Defence Attorney might be smug, arrogant and annoyingly self-righteous in the courtroom, but outside it he’s simply your Bucky.

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[ventoaureorun]

Passione (Bruno's) gang seeing their crush in a wedding dress.

[ Ok cos this is crush not S/O ill keep the marriage altar options out HAHA feel free to send an ask if u want to see me write that one I also throwed Trish and Fugo in cos idk do you guys count them as fully part of the gang whatever i have time im going to wrITE THEM. Its overall not too long for each character cos i wrote for all of them apologies]

✖ BRUNO BUCCIELATI ✖- I doubt this proud Capo would shed a tear but regardless it would definitely stun him. He’d think he was prepared to see you [I mean it’s just a dress how different will it be.] But he wasn’t prepared when you walked out of the room.- He’d have to pause for a moment and walk up to you to take a good look at your face before he agrees that he isn’t dreaming and relax.- If you two are alone he’d start letting the flatter stream in, telling you how angelic you looking in such an extravagant dress and how gorgeous he thinks you are. - He might even offering to take your hand to give you a spin in the glorious gown, making sure he can soak in how good you look in all of it, the way the cloth hugs your body and how his wish so badly he’d get to marry you someday.- If there are others around he’d surely be much more calm about it, the lightest blush covering his cheeks yet no one would comment anything and his actions wouldn’t be much different. However shooting the other members a look of disapproval if Mista they give any inappropriate comments about the way you look.

✖ GUIDO MISTA ✖- Mista wouldn’t be anywhere near remotely subtle about it, he’d immediately walk up to you with the brightest blush on his face and drown you in flattery.- Sure as hell expect him to throw in cheesy pickup lines asking you if you’d wear that for him someday too or about how he’d never thought you’d look so good in white, and how you’d look better naked. In which then Bruno or Abba would have shot him a look and lightly punched him.- Opposite of Bucci though, if others are in his presence he’d be loud about his affection but if its just the two of you he’d shy away over too, too embarrassed to look you in the eye. Giving you side glances as he blushes and compliments you.- Sex Pistols would definitely want to have a say in this, alone or not they’d pop up and start hovering around you, sitting on your shoulders or clinging onto your hair and smushing your cheeks they can’t get enough on how cute you look.- In which now Mista would be furiously apologising for their behaviour or he himself commenting about how he wish that was him, and how it was unfair that his stand could get so close to a goddess like you but he wasn’t allowed to.

✖ LEONE ABBACCHIO ✖- Abba would not make eye contact with you at all, averting his eyes to look at everyone but you’d he’d still tell you that you looked good. Maybe casually say something like good luck on this mission or something along those lines.- Deep inside thought his cold heart is racing, his head only forming images of you standing at the altar with him and this man cannot handle it.- Abba being Abba would also mentally note the exact time and day where this happens and you’re sure as hell when he’s alone in the mansion he’d replay this moment with Moody Blues as he smiles to himself without anyone noticing. You’ve enthralled this poor man.- If its just the two of you he’d let his hands cup your face, his fingers trail over your cheeks before adjusting your hair and just looking at you with a full blown melancholic look on his face. He’d would have internally swore to do all he can to see this waiting for him at the altar someday. It’s now his new personal goal.- If its with the rest of the gang around he wouldn’t even stand near you, probably sitting on the couch and taking in your full beauty from there, and when the other members ask him if he thinks you’d look good he’d just shrug and say something like “ Yeah whatever of course she’d look good.” while his own face heats up.

✖ GIORNO GIOVANNA ✖- Within seconds of seeing you, regardless alone or not, he’d already have used Gold Experience to form a rose to give you, or even helping put it into your hair.- You look Amazing, and the poor Don doesn’t know what to say, deep inside he’s thanking his ancestors already for giving him a chance to see you in a wedding dress before he even got to confess to you.- Giorno being the suave boss that he is would shoot you a soft smile and give you some nice compliments about how elegant you look. - If theres other people around he’d [not so] subtly do it instead maybe saying stuff like how even with Gold Experience he’s never seen any being so beautiful before and giving you such a warm smile you yourself feel the shivers go down your spine. It was a rare sight after all to see your boss so happy with you.- Giorno might also dismiss the other members in the room to give the two of you some time alone instead as he just wants to remember such a precious moment with only the two of you and no other distractions. Maybe even using such a time to hint his affection towards you.- He’d internally swear to protect you forever, telling himself he’d make sure he marries you someday. You were the most beautiful thing to exist in his dark world of the Mafia anyway. He would make sure you never get tainted again.

✖ TRISH UNA ✖- She’d definitely first comment about the state of the dress, asking you a flurry of questions about the material, brand, design. All of course to cover her embarrassment.- You look stunning and she hates it, how could you look so much better than her! She’d soon enough demand to get to try on the dress too just to see if you’d be as flustered as her when you see her in it.- Trish wouldn’t flat out say it but she’d definitely leave a comment or two about how good you look in it, and the slight passive aggressiveness on how good you look. “ Dammit your figure is too slim for such a dress! Let me wear it instead!”- If there are other members around she’d try to act more nonchalant about it, trying not to let anyone notice her gawking at you, especially making sure You of all people don’t notice.- However if it’s just the two of you Trish herself would be nicer about it, telling you how good you look and maybe offering to style your hair for you or do your makeup. She herself wants to see you fully dolled up anyway, she knows you’d be stunning.

✖ NARANCIA GHIRGA ✖- Like the excited child that he is Narancia would just gawk at you, be it if its just the two of you or everyone else is watching, the poor boy would just stare with his mouth open and blush rising to cover his face.-  With some nudges from the other members he’d eventually close his mouth before taking a deep breath and letting out the loudest “ Wow.” All he wants now is to let you know just how much he loves you-  His hands are covering his face now as he lets out a flustered blur of compliments all full of stutters as Aerosmith flies around him now to try and cool him down. The other members are laughing at the sight and so are you and the poor child is really overheating in embarrassment.- If its just the two of you. Its worse. He’s trying his best to act as cool as he can and giving you the weirdest compliments like how “ I like you as much as I like orange juice.” and giving a awkward wink and shaky laugh.-  And if you were to comment on how cute this scene was, teasing him, he’d totally lose it and blurt out something like how much he likes you and regret it right after.-  Its the cutest sight and if you didn’t like him before. You sure as hell do now.

✖ PANNACOTTA FUGO ✖- Fugo would just looked shocked for a good few seconds before regaining his usual composure however with a bright blush covering his face. Nothing else about him will change, snide remarks would still leave his mouth but everyone would notice how much more embarrassed he seems.-  If the other members tease him about it he’ll go full defensive mode asking them to shut up and threatening them while constantly making eye contact with you. If you were to laugh at his cute ordeal, his face would just get even reader.- If its just the two of you alone and you make a comment about how flustered he looks he’d quickly brush it off, scolding you a little before admitting in an accidental outburst to “ Stop fucking around I’m embarrassed enough!” and regretting it right after.- Of course like everyone else he’d be imagining you walking down the aisle to him in that dress and god bless Fugo might start tearing up a little, he’s just thinking about just how much he doesn’t deserve someone as beautiful as you especially with his stand and job being so ugly.- Fugo would still be trying to soak it all up and memorise your beauty for this, and after seeing this, might secretly beg Giorno to let him help you out on this mission instead in full overprotective mode. He doesn’t want you to get hurt at all after seeing such a blessed sight like this one.