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No Longer Are You Lost - Peter Pan (OUAT)
A/N: Hi guys, Stargirl here. This is my first ever Once Upon A Time fanfiction of any sort mainly because I only started watching the series a few weeks ago, but thatâs beside the point. So I do hope you enjoy this fluff angst thingy ma jig that no one asked for and, for some reason, I felt like writing. Anyhoosle, enjoy and donât be afraid to request anything :)
Summary: (OUAT) Peter and reader have had many stories together on Neverland, but once every hundred years the reader forgets everything.
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My Masterlist
updated 09/02/2022Â Â dividers by @firefly-graphicsâ
Supravenghit500 - my first milestone challenge and has some incredible stories by amazing blogs
Informant - Summary: GN!Reader is dragged into SHIELD for questioning (no pairing)
We were never friends - Summary: you confess your feelings and are rejected  (no specific Avenger mentioned)
I donât like labels - Summary: GN!Reader is preoccupied with an issue, and Bucky and the team help work through it (no pairing)
Donât Touch Me! - Summary: Reader and Thor have an argumentÂ
Silence      Silence - part 2  Summary: Reader realizes Tony has been keeping something from them
Cocktail Hour - Summary: Reader works in Starkâs lab and also has a side job as a bartender and a mystery loverÂ
Moving On part 1Â BB (Supernatural Crossover)
Moving On part 2Â BB
Moving On part 3 BB
They Donât Know - Summary: Readerâs family isnât aware of who your boyfriend really is
Marvelous Friends masterlist  - Summary: Readerâs best friend introduces you to the cast of the MCU
Agent of Shield - on hiatus series  - Summary: Reader works at a desk at SHIELD and is pulled into action with the Avengers
We are friends - Summary: Reader has a friends with benefits arrangement with Sam WilsonÂ
The One With the Slumber PartyÂ
Sandwich - part 1Â Â Sandwich - part 2Â Â Sandwich - part 3Â Â Â SMUTÂ Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Summary: Reader is dating Sam but they invite Dean to join them
Girls Night - Summary: Reader has a girls night with Jody & Donna and objectify the Winchesters
Moving On - part 1 (Avengers crossover)
Moving On - part 2 (Avengers crossover)
Moving On - part 3 (Avengers crossover)
Moving On - part 4
Quarantine Together Sam Winchester takes care of youÂ
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Lip Gallagher || Girlfriend?
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Pairing: Lip Gallagher x fem!reader
Summary: Reader has a crush on the next door neighbour Lip, lip asks reader out.
Warnings: none.
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Silently screaming into my arm I tried to finish the simple calculus equation I had in front of me when I heard the sudden screaming echo from next door. The Gallagherâs must be arguing again. I have had the biggest crush on their oldest brother Lip, it was a crush that only Ian knew about.
Iâve been friends with the Gallagherâs ever since I moved him which was at least 5 years ago and ever since then weâve all been close; completing my equation and putting my pen down everything went quiet, that was until their front door slammed shut.
The muffled flicker from the lighter caught my attention so I did what any normal nosey neighbour would do, jumping off my bed making my way to the open window there was no surprise that it was Lip stood with another cigarette in between his lips; clearly wasnât discreet enough as we made brief eye contact. He gave me a small smile and a head not which he got one in return before closing the blinds.
A few hours had gone by and my mind was still on Lip and the way he didnât look the same, trying to take my mind off it I sat on the floor with my music playing softly in the background finishing my English essay.
A small knock was heard at my window, although it was obvious who it was doesnât confuse me less, why didnât he just use the front door? Pushing the thought at the back of my head I got up withdrawing the curtains coming face to face with a sad and stressed Philip.
âHeyâ speaking softly he just climbed through my window instantly pulling me into his arms for a long hug. âWhatâs wrong?â Again he didnât say anything before pulling away and lighting another cigarette.
âMonica came back and Frankâs crazier than everâ my heart dropped as his voice broke, as confident as this man is it doesnât hurt any less when heâs upset, furrowing my eyebrows he passed his cigarette to me. âBut thatâs not why Iâm here, I really need to talk to youâ he hesitated as if he wasnât going to tell me.
âI shouldâve told you sooner but with everything going on I didnât think-â inhaling the smoke again he gave me a soft smile. âY/n I like-no! Fuck it okay Iâm in love with you, Iâve been in love with you for awhileâ my cheeks got warm as he confessed how he felt about me.
It left me completely speechless until I eventually kissed him, the sudden confidence coming out of nowhere but after waiting for so long I was desperate; this was different to any kiss Iâve ever had.
âI love you too you idiot!â
âSo then, will you be my girlfriend? Or at least let me take you out on a dateâ smiling like an idiot I nodded allowing him to kiss me again.
#imagines#lipgallagherxreader#lip gallagher#jeremyallanwhitexreader#jeremyallanwhite#foryoupage#tumblr tags#oneshots#gifs#headcanon#xreader#y/n
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a/n: hey guys. i know its been a reeaaaally long time but here we are with a nice lil best friends brother bucky fic! this is what happens when your best friend has a cute older brother but you know it'll never happen.
wc: 3k words
[ best friend's brother!bucky barnes x fem!reader ]
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You never, ever, in all in your years, imagine you would find yourself in the position you're currently in.
As someone who only recently became local to the New York City area, your best friend Rebecca has been letting you stay at her place as a favor as you search for an apartment.
It's been a bit difficult so far, as the rent is insanely expensive and you've been extremely busy with your job as a new nurse.
The other part?
Oh, right.
The fact that Rebecca lives with her shy, albeit gorgeous, older brother, James.
You've been best friends with Rebecca for 3 years now, but you both clicked so easily from the beginning, like sisters. You would spend any free weekends traveling to New York to see her, which meant staying with James when he was there.
At first, you never realized that James himself was just a quiet guy. At times, his silence made you uneasy; like he was silently judging you.
But over time, you've come to realize he just kept to himself. He was also a big homebody, but he still has a solid friend group that he goes out with from time to time.
So back to the current situation.
Rebecca had an early class she had on Fridays, and she left while telling you to make yourself at home and raid the fridge for breakfast.
So, naturally, you asked James if he'd like some, as well.
And he agreed. So you got started on a breakfast spread that Rebecca could have some of when she got back as well.
"You made so much food, Y/N. Who's gonna eat all of this?" James comes out of his room, sweatpants hanging low on his hips and a white t-shirt that may be a size too small for him.
Good god. Why am I staying here? I really need to find my own place. Fast.
"Oh, well... I felt bad. So I thought I'd make enough for Becca when she got back. It's also a thank you for letting me stay here, I guess." You justify with a timid smile.
"You know you're always welcome here, Y/N." He smiles and you feel your heart stutter.
"Thanks, James. I really appreciate it. Anyways, the food's all ready if you wanna sit and eat?"
He nods and takes his place at one of the wooden stools on the other side of the counter and you slide a plate in front of him.
"So, Y/N, I never asked you about what happened when you got home?" James poses after a few minutes of silence.
He was referring to when while you were gone for a weekend coming to see Becca, but your mom had recently found out you had gotten a tattoo on a whim while you were out with friends one weekend.
Of course, you hid it from your parents, and while you were careful to not let it show, you knew the spot wasn't too hidden and it was only a matter of time until they saw.
Your mother saw it on a faithful afternoon, and from there it spiraled.
Your dad hated tattoos, but your parents had let you get one when you first turned 18 as a one-and-done deal.
Of course, one wasn't enough.
The tattoo was on your inner upper arm, placed delicately right in the crook of your underarm. You often had to look for it to see it. It was a small envelope with a heart sealing it. It was simple and cute, on a whim you decided to get it and you loved it.
Although you didn't think every tattoo had to have some deep meaning, this one was just for you.
But alas, while you were away for a weekend, your mother had decided to tell your father about it.
It was a good thing... and a bad thing.
On one hand, you knew he was going to be extremely upset with you.
But on the other, he had a few days to process what you did while you were still gone, and you hoped this would help him calm down a little bit before you got back.
While you were with Becca, James was the one who found you in a panic about the news when your mother told you that she told your father.
"Hey, you okay?" His voice comes from across the room.
Your form on the couch is quite the sight. Eyes, bulging and wide. Shoulders squared and tense. Not a hint of a smile on your face.
"Uh- I... I am not. But that's alright. I can deal with it later." You try to laugh it off.
"No, what's wrong? Maybe I can help." He offers, and you smile at that. You wonder how a while ago, you thought he hated you. He was just a quiet person.
"I just... I'm in trouble with my parents. I got a tattoo a while back and my mom saw it, and now she told my dad while I'm here. So I think I might get my ass kicked once I get back home." You explain with a nervous laugh.
"Oh... that really sucks. What's the tattoo?" He asks curiously, and you lift your t-shirt sleeve to point it out. "That's not so bad... trust me, I've seen much worse."
"Yeah, my parents just don't love tattoos and I was only supposed to have one that they allowed, but this one was just for me, you know?" You tell him.
"I get it... I mean, you're probably gonna still get more down the line, so maybe this is a good thing. Get them acclimated to them." James laughs, and it makes you crack a smile.
"Oh," you breathed out a laugh, "it was honestly fine. He got mad for a few minutes and kind of got over it. He would get pissed when I would wear shirts where you could see it but he's pretty much past it now."
"That's good. So does that mean it's okay if you get more, or they're still gonna give you a hard time?" He wonders.
"Funny, I've actually already gotten another since then. But it's also pretty small." It was kind of ironic how big of a deal your parents made, but they just decided you were never going to listen. So now, it was just best to do whatever you wanted.
Which was to get a bunch of tattoos.
"Really? Can I see?"
The question catches you off guard for a moment, not expecting him to be so eager to ask you to see the new ink.
"Oh! Sure, it's on my back, so let me just..." Your voice trails off, quickly turning away from him to lift the back of your t-shirt that you've slept in. "I think this one is my favorite so far." Your voice is weak, feeling exposed with your entire bare back out.
The tattoo was on your back, just below your left shoulder blade. It was a unique placement to you, the wording you've chosen going vertically rather than horizontally.
The script reads 'golden' in the most delicate cursive, written by your grandmother. It was your first tattoo that held sentimental value, and you loved it more than anything you've ever seen.
The silence hung in the air, and you could feel his eyes lingering on the one patch of ink on your back. You wish you could look at him and see what he if he had anything particular that could give away how he was feeling.
You wanted to speak, but there seemed to be too much tension that built in your throat.
When you almost got the courage to say something, you feel a light fingertip skate right over the spot. You're pretty sure all breathing stops.
Oh, now I'm not saying anything.
"It's... it's a beautiful tattoo. Suits you well." James' voice was low and raspy, and it made you shiver. As if him being in such close proximity to you was causing him physical pain.
"Thanks..." You struggle to catch your breath. What the hell is going on?
Not once, in all your years of knowing him, has James ever made it even seem like he had any interest in you. But now... now your head was spinning and his finger was still tracing over your skin and you can't fucking breathe.
"I- uh, sorry, I should start on these dishes." You nervously spit out, somehow forming a coherent sentence.
But as you move to get out of your chair, the same hand that was on your back a few, mere moments ago was now holding your wrist. It was as if his entire hand swallowed it.
Fuck.
"Y/N." He holds your gaze a little too intently, squirming under it.
"James..."
"Did I... was that uncomfortable? Did I go too far?" He sounded nervous, and you almost wanted to cry at how sincere he sounded.
"Oh, no! No, no, James, you- no, you're absolutely fine! I- I wasn't expecting it, and you touched me, which I don't think you've ever done it like that before, and it was just a lot-"
"A lot?" James' mouth is slanting into a grin and you hate how handsome he looks, you despise how devastatingly beautiful he is.
"Don't smile at me like that, you have never once in your life smiled at me in that way and I don't think I can survive this if you're making fun of me."
"Making fun of you? Y/N, I would never-"
"Oh you so would, don't even start with that."
"Well, I wasn't doing it this time! Jus' really like your... tattoo..." The uncertainty of his voice makes you pause your spiraling thoughts for a moment, and you have to take a good look at him.
"You like it?" You take your seat next to him again, facing him.
You were closer to him than you remember before.
"Well, more than like it, but whatever." He mumbles under his breath, his eyes trained on your face.
Your breathing practically stops at his confession, not knowing what to do with this information.
But it seems like he does. His vision has not once wavered from your eyes or lips.
Why is he looking at your lips like that?
"Can I kiss you, Y/N?" James' tone is quiet, intimate.
Oh. That's why.
"Yeah." You can barely strangle out of your throat, but you needed to say it before this opportunity slipped right out of your grasp.
And before you could even suggest that he didn't have to kiss you if he really didn't want to, you feel the breath escape your lungs as James places his lips upon yours.
They're chapped, a little rough, but you don't mind it one single bit. His hands come to envelop the sides of your face, and you think you could become a puddle on the stool, right there and then.
For a moment, you feel like none of this was real. What are the odds, your best friend's extremely cute older brother, who you've found attractive for some time now, is kissing you? The same one who has always acted indifferent around you? The one you thought saw you as nothing?
When you finally, (begrudgingly,) pull away from him, you have to take a moment to yourself; your eyes stay closed. Maybe this was all a dream and you've been imagining this whole thing.
"Open your eyes, Y/N. I wanna see those pretty E/C eyes." James doesn't demand, but his tone makes you want to open your eyes.
As your gaze is fixed on him, you wonder what he's thinking. What did he think of that kiss? Did he like it? Was it something he wanted to do again? Did he absolutely hate it and never wanted to see you again?
"I can sense you're spiraling in there, sweetheart. What's going on up there?" His hand is caressing the side of your face, and you feel like you could melt just there and then. A puddle on a stool in the kitchen is how Rebecca will find you when she gets back.
"I... I don't know. All I can think about is your hand on my face right now." Is what you can bring yourself to answer with right now.
"Do you like my hand being there? Or would you like me to move it?"
"No, please don't move it. I don't know what'll happen if you do." You sigh dramatically, and it elicits a smile from him.
"What do you mean?"
"What if you move your hand and suddenly I wake up and this was all some cruel dream? What if this isn't real and it's all in my head right now?" You ask, quite pathetically, you admit.
"It's not a dream, angel. I kissed you. You let me. And I think now would be the appropriate time for me to ask you something." James says gently, like the bubble around you two will burst if he speaks any louder.
Your brow furrows in question, and you nod for him to go on.
"Would it be alright if I asked you out? On a real date? I've been wanting to take you out for a while now... and I think now's a good time to ask." He smiles that smirk again, and you want to melt all over again.
"I would really, really love that, James." You feel like you're floating right now, like it's too good to be true. "Can I tell you something funny?" He nods.
"I've... I thought you were cute from the day I first met you. But you always acted so... indifferent around me, so I never thought I even stood a chance, and I kinda gave up on the idea you'd ever see me that way. But now... I think this is one of the best days of my life."
A moment of silence passes between you two.
"Y/N... the first time Becca introduced me to you, I thought to myself, 'She's the most gorgeous person I've ever seen.' And from that day on, I tried to find a way to talk to you, but I was just a wimp. But trust me, you were running circles 'round my mind from the first day." He confesses, and you feel the blush overtake your face at his confession.
"Really, James?"
"Really, Y/N." His smile makes you believe it.
"I knew it! I knew it, I was wondering when one of you wan gonna break!' Rebecca's voice comes from the doorway of the apartment, you and James breaking apart at the yell.
"Jesus, Reb, gonna give me a heart attack one day." James mumbles.
"Shut up! Don't try and change the subject! I knew you two had a thing for each other. Did you guys kiss? Oh my-" Her dramatics continue on, and you hold back the smile while rolling your eyes.
"Well, your brother here is going to take me out on a date. Happy?" You supply, hoping it'll calm her down.
Of course, it does the opposite.
"Really? Holy shit, didn't think you had it in ya, Jamie! Good job!"
"Rebecca... please. I'm two seconds away from tackling you to the ground."
"Try your best, big guy. I can handle it!" She replies, and you stifle your giggle as James moves up from his seat and starts towards his sister.
"No!" She shrieks, running away.
"You said you could handle it!" James' voice resonates from another room she ran into.
"I lied! Stop! Leave me alone! Y/N, help!"
"Sorry, Reb. I got nothin'!" You yell out, hoping she heard you.
"Oh, I see how it is, now that he told you he likes you you're taking his side!" She runs out, James hot on her heels.
"That's right!" He confirms, flashing you a quick grin as he runs.
"James, leave her alone. I have something for you!" You hope to catch his attention, and it works when he stops right in front of you.
"What's that, pretty girl?" His arms come on either side of you on the chair and countertop as you're sat sideways on the stool.
You don't speak, just pushing yourself up to meet his lips once again, feeling him melt into you as your hands lace behind his neck to pull him down even further.
"God, now I'm gonna have to get used to this." Rebecca fakes a gag at you two.
"Yeah, you better. She's not goin' anywhere." James replies without moving his eyes off of you. "C'mon, both of you, get ready. Gotta treat both my girls to a nice cup of coffee. Ten minutes!"
As you nod, you watch him walk into his room, and Rebecca just stares at you with a maniac smile. She moves towards you and wraps you in a bone-crushing hug.
"I'm so happy for the both of you. I can't believe he finally made a move." She tells you.
"You knew?"
"I could tell. He always had that look in his eyes when you weren't looking." Rebecca explains.
"What look?" You ask, bewildered.
"Y'know... the look. The look that you can't see, but everyone else can tell. He's got heart in his eyes and angels flying around his head." She laughs.
You can't say anything, stunned by her words, but she just pats your shoulder and motions for you to get ready.
"C'mon, let's get you dressed, or we'll never hear the end of it from him."
"I heard that!" James' voice echoes from his room, and you both laugh.
As you walk into Rebecca's room, you can't help feel like you're finally whole. Like you aren't crazy, and that maybe... just maybe... there really is someone for everyone.
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Corpse Husband || just like that?
part one || masterlist
Pairing: Corpse Husband x fem!reader
Summary: in part one đŤśđť
Warning? None. Fluff
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His POV:
The whole house was silent, I heard the click of the front door, sighing to myself I sent a quick text to Rae about joining her game of Among us. I quickly tweeted before setting up my live-stream. The whole time my mind wasnât fully with it. A huge part of me was hoping she would come home and that she wouldnât listen to me.
âHey whereâs Y/N tonight, wasnât she suppose to join us too?â Sykkuno asked, everyone else joined in asking questions, not knowing how to reply I just took a breathe and tried to come up with a lie. âWell I hope she joins soonâ my eyes kept wandering to my phone in hopes of any sort of contact. She hasnât even tweeted or been on social media.
My whole chat was going on asking where Y/N was and if we were still together and as much as I didnât want to I let a tear slip. âFuckâ I cried muting myself, why am I crying when Iâm the one who kicked her out. âY/n and I arenât together as of right nowâ my voice cracked as I unmuted myself answering what everyone needed to know.
I ended the stream, left the game and turned my whole computer off just sitting in the dark. The clock on my bedside table read 1am and thatâs where I became more worried. Opening the Twitter app I tweeted about how much of an idiot I was and directly tweeted y/n but got nothing.
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@Corpse_Husband: Iâm such a fucking idiot! Y/n if you see this please come home or at least let me know youâre safe. I love you and Iâm sorryâšď¸
@Corpse_Husband: @Y/T/N..
For someone like me I sure was feeling like a let down and a shit person, I tried to think of all the places she could be as I hurried to put my shoes on. What type of boyfriend or ex-boyfriend would I be if I let her stay out alone this late?
Chucking on a hoodie I made my way downstairs, before I could even get to the door there was a knock on it, my heart thumped in my chest this could either be really bad or really good. I eventually opened the door and there stood one broken Y/N. Her hair was a mess and her eyes blood shot along with the dried tears on both her cheeks; without even thinking I pulled her inside and into my arms.
She cried into my chest as I carried her to the sofa running my hands through bed hair. âIâm so sorryâ I continuously whispered into her hair. After a bit of time her cries turned into quiet sniffles and I lifted her chin to look at me.
âIâm so sorry baby, I was wrong to kick you out and I know youâre gonna disagree with me so just hang onâ I rushed my words as she furrowed her eyebrows. âWords canât even explain how sorry I am for being an absolute dickhead, you didnât deserve that no matter what we fought over. I love you so much, yes it hurt cause I felt like you were babying me but I should stop and think.â
âIâm just trying to look after you, I didnât mean to upset youâ she croaked out and I nodded kissing her temples. âIâm not trying to be your mumâ I laughed softly as her eyes dropped shut tired from crying and not sleeping.
âI know my love, itâs all okay now weâre okayâ I assured her and myself. âI love you so much baby girl, nothing like this is ever going to happen again I promiseâ I whispered. The timing of her breathing proved that she was fast asleep leaving me to laugh to myself.
I made a mental note to tell everyone sheâs home tomorrow but for now, I just want to cuddle my girlfriend the way that she deserves because no matter how many times we argue; sheâs my rock and the best girl I could ever ask for.
#imagines#corpse x reader#corpse music#oneshots#corpse among us#corpse husband imagine#corpse husband x you#corpse husband#CORPSE
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Corpse Husband || just like that?
part two || masterlist
Pairing: Corpse Husband x fem!reader
Summary: Corpse and Y/N got into an argument before a stream leading to reader being kicked out.
Warnings; curse words, a little bit of angst? Sadness ig
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âSo youâre kicking me out, just like that?â
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I let a few tears slip as I watched the love of my life throw my clothes into a suitcase without a care in the world. He was mumbling something under his breath that I couldnât quite catch, we had the same argument for the fourth night in a row and itâs clearly not getting us anywhere, fiddling with my fingers my mind wandered back to the fight we had 20 minutes ago, so the fight was pretty fresh.
âCorpse! All Iâm saying is that you need to start taking more care of yourself!â I choked out but he didnât pay any attention to me at first. âPlease, Iâm only caring for you because I love you and I canât stand to see you like thisâ I spoke softly following him into the kitchen, his back towards me as he stood by the recently washed up cups to grab a drink.
âI can take care of myselfâ he raised his voice as big as I bit back a laugh but failed. He turned to look at me. If looks could kill. âY/N when I asked you to move in with me I meant as my girlfriend not my fucking mother or a nurse or a maid!â
âEvidently not enough! Look at you, youâre a mess all you do is sit on your ass and play games all day and stream heck you even record music more than you ever see me itâs fucking ridiculousâ I mentally kicked myself as his face dropped, he didnât even look mad just disappointed and hurt.
âI want you to leave, I want you out of this house and I donât want you to come back. Iâm gonna pack my shit and youâre gonna get the fuck out of my life! Youâre a joke.â He spat, I knew I deserved it but his words didnât hurt me any less.
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I was knocked out of my thoughts as a bag was thrown at my feet, I was struggling to breathe at this point, nothing mattered but the hateful glare in his eyes. âSo youâre kicking me out just like that?â I choked out trying to swallow the lump growing in my throat.
âJust like that. Get out I have a stream.â He handed me my suitcase, I could only nod as I walked out leaving him to shut the bedroom door. Gathering the last piece of dignity I had left I picked up my coat from the hanger and opened the front door no knowing where to go.
Walking for awhile with no money I settled on a park bench. It was already pitch black out and there was barely any signal on my phone but I guess this will just have to do. After all, I deserve this if not more. I started dozing off when my phone suddenly went off with a Twitter notification.
â@Corpse_Husband: Iâm such a fucking idiot! Y/n if you see this please come home or at least let me know youâre safe. I love you and Iâm sorryâšď¸â
#imagines#corpse x reader#corpse husband#oneshots#angst#sadness#heartbreak#imagine#corpse husband x you#corpse music#corpse among us#masterlist
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Perfect (Bucky x Reader)
A/N: Hey guys!! So hereâs a Bucky oneee, I actually could kinda relate because Iâm a bit insecure of my body as well, especially my stomach so this was kinda easy to write I guess? Anyways, I didnât write smut because I wasnât really feeling it for this fic, I hope you understand, Anon!! Enjoy!!
Request:Â Hello! Iâm new to your blog and wanted to ask if you were up to write a bucky x reader fic where the reader is a tad chubby and insecure about her bod, tummy in particular. She and bucky are best friends but secretly have feels for each other, and something happens and bucky accidentally sees her naked, only to make the reader shut him out and cry/feel super embarrassed about it, but bucky confronts her and something. it would be great if the ending would be smutty, but you can choose. xx
You looked at yourself in the mirror, tucking your thumbs in your jeansâ pockets as you examined your outfit. You were wearing a pair of skinny ripped jeans with a cropped top. Smiling at yourself in the mirror, you turned to the side before turning to the other side.
Sighing, you shook your head. The more you look at yourself the more you picked out more insecurities, especially your stomach area. Looking at your body, you know that you werenât skinny, especially in the tummy region and you hated it. Throwing your hand up in frustration, you took off the cropped top and replaced it with some old faded tee that belonged to your best friend, changing the skinny jeans to a pair of joggers.
Doing a once over in the mirror, you let out another sigh before leaving your room, dragging your feet to the kitchen to have some breakfast. You brightened up as you noticed your best friend sitting seating by the kitchen isle. Walking up behind him, you bend to look at him, a grin on your face. âGood morning, sunshine.â
Bucky grinned back as he turned to look at you. âMorning, doll.â
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y/n in rage bc life: WHAT THE ACTUAL HOLY MOTHERFVXKIN FATHER OF FVXKS
nat who's stress eating: fvxkin fvxk-a-fvxker
wanda face-down on the couch crying: FVXK
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Bucky Barnes || Saving Bucky
masterlist
Bucky x Fem!reader
Summary; Bucky gets taken by HYDRA leaving his girlfriend and The Avengers to rescue him again leaving reader frustrated at repetitive events.
Warnings; Swearing, violence?
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âFor fuck sake! Can this thing go any slower?â I groaned pacing the quinjet for what felt like the 50th time. Too early in the morning and here we all are half asleep going to save my boyfriend yet again; we got a threatening call from Alex Pearce claiming that if we donât save Bucky he would kill him. Itâs frustrating when itâs already happened before.
The last time he was taken his mind had been completely wiped clean, he forgot who we all were and I canât begin to explain the heartache that I felt and the thought of going through that again is enough to give me a headache. âCalm down Y/N, Iâm sure heâs fineâ Steve spoke, hope laced in his voice as he wrapped his arms around me.
âWeâre here!â Tony clapped, jumping to my feet we sorted out our earpieces. âY/N, be safe and donât do anything stupid okay? Weâll all split up and meet back in the jet with tin manâ I swallowed the lump in my throat. Itâs now or never I guess, Iâm just praying that Buckys okay. Eventually Nat and Steve parted and then I was left on my own.
HYDRA agents were hanging around as if they were waiting for us, I kept looking behind me fighting off a few agents here and there until I reached the room where I saw Bucky but it wasnât my Bucky âHe wonât answer you.â A taunting voice spoke behind me. âWe needed our soldier back â Rumlow smirked and I shook my head staying silent for a second.
âYouâre lying-â I stuttered out, mixed emotions were running through my brain as the tension in the air grew. I knew he wasnât, I could see the glare in the winter soldiers eyes as if he was to kill me any second. Clearly thoughts speak louder than words cause two seconds later I found myself on the floor and a sharp pain on my right side.
âBucky-â I choked out, the deep wound and blood loss started to affect my vision. âSteve, theyâve donât it again Iâm in-â The winter soldier attacked me again. Something about me being the main target. That was all I remembered before being knocked out.
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The light was bright, once I fully adjusted I took in my full surroundings. Banner was stood next to me with a warm smile on his face. âHey kidâ he spoke, I hissed in pain as I tried to sit up.
âWhereâs Bucky?â
âHeâs right here dollâ a voice spoke walking closer to me from the doorway. A grin appeared on my face, he was finally back but he gave nothing but sad eyes, I knew he felt guilty.
âNow donât blame yourself, this wasnât youâ I reminded him but his eyes glazed over with tears, his blue eyes didnât have the same sort of sparkle; taking his hand in mine I pulled him into a hug allowing the tears to fall.
âIâm so sorry baby. God I couldâve killed youâ he sobbed but I shushed him before pulling away. âBut you didnât, Iâm still here arenât I?â I reminded him.
âThis wasnât you Buck, weâve been down this road a million times now, Iâm a tough girl I can handle someone with a metal armâ I joked causing a small smile to appear on the old manâs face. âI love you Buck and Iâd do it a million times more if it means I get you back to how you are.â
#imagines#sebastianstan#buckybarnes#marvel cinematic universe#bucky x reader#james buchanan barnes#marvel#one shot#thewintersoldier#falcon and the winter soldier#the winter soldier#foryoupage#tumblr tags
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Seamus Finnigan || Silent treatment
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Authors note || some of you may have already seen the original but I wanted to finish the draft of it I started first. P.S: I think this oneâs worse but I love it.
Pairing: Seamus Finnigan x GN!reader
Warnings: cuss words, angst?/fluff
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âReally Y/N? Youâre gonna side with the liar?â Seamus spat at me. Fifth years finally come around and You-Know-Who is back which has caused some tension between Seamus and Harry. Is there ever going to be a day with no drama?
âYes! Just because your stupid mother doesnât believe him doesnât mean I shouldnât, heâs my best friend Seamusâ I argued back, the whole of the common rooms eyes were on us. âYouâre suppose to be his friendâ he just rolled his eyes.
âDonât you dare talk about my mother like that! How would you feel if I started talking about your dead mother?â He retaliated and my mouth dropped. âI donât appreciate it and I could never be friends with a liar.â he huffed bashing my shoulder as he walked past leaving me in the common room.
By now everyone slowly made their way back to their rooms giving me sympathetic smiles as they left. Watching them leave one by one I finally let the tears fall, how can something go so wrong so quickly?
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Skip a few days and here I am again in the same position as last time, Seamus hasnât spoken to me once and when I open my mouth to apologise heâll just brush me off, I know I should be mad at him and hate him for what he said but I canât.
I miss the way he would brush his fingers against mine in class or the way he would wrap me in his arms for hours on end just talking and enjoying each others company; I just miss him. The fire crackled as I stared at it, there were no tears left to cry and all I could feel was myself slowly giving up.
âHeyâ I heard a soft voice behind me, Hermione came and joined me on the floor pulling me in a hug. âCome on buttercup heâs not worth crying overâ she smiled rubbing my back. I shook my head giving her a slight smile.
âItâs been days, I miss himâ my voice cracked, she sat in silence as I ranted. âCome on, we better go to potionsâ I sniffed quickly wiping my eyes with the sleeve of my jumper. Both Hermione and myself stood up grabbing our potions book before making the five minute journey.
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Just to my luck Seamus and I got paired together thanks to Snape being the ignorant fuck he is. I was too busy grumbling to myself, how am I suppose to work with someone who wonât talk to me? âI donât want to work with them!â Seamus argued as I begrudgingly took a seat next to him.
They argued for awhile before he huffed opening his book, it was awkward and he didnât look at me once. âSeamus we have to talk about thisâ I spoke softly but he just raised his hand completely ignoring every word I said. I put my head down in shame swallowing the lump in my throat. âI just want my boyfriend backâ I spoke gathering my books and walking out.
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I couldnât go back to the common room too ashamed of myself for nearly begging so I went to the next best place I could think of- the girls bathroom surely no one will go in there at this time. Not once person was around as I looked in the mirror appalled with how I looked.
My hair was a mess, my eyes were bloodshot and Iâm nothing but a broken mess, I wiped my eyes just staring at myself before dropping to the floor, âhe doesnât love you anymore Y/N, just let it goâ I kept mumbling to myself trying to catch my breath from time to time.
âHey-â I heard the thickness of the Irish accent, I didnât move waiting to see if I was imagining it. He doesnât care to come see me so why would he now? âY/Nâ
He took a seat in front of me taking in my appearance. âDonât cry over an idiot like me darlinâ Iâm not worth your tearsâ he laughed softly carefully pulling me into his lap.
âIâm sorry I shouldnât have been so harsh and brought your mother up Seamus I really didnât mean-â he placed his finger on my lip to silence me. I picked his finger before removing it with my own. âI really am sorryâ
âWe both said some awful things, stuff that shouldnât be said privately or in front of anyone, and Iâm really sorry and ignoring you was such a dick move too. Just remember that no matter what, no matter how many times we argue I love you okay?â
âI love you tooâ I smiled, I leant up to kiss him glad to have him talk to me again, glad to finally have my boyfriend back.
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The Mirror canât tell
Bucky x insecure!reader
Length: Drabble
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You stood at the mirror, staring at yourself. Picking out problem areas, flaws, all the little things you didnât like about yourself. Berating yourself, telling yourself you werenât good enough and that you wouldnât be until they were gone. Thinking about ways that you could fix them. How maybe if you -
Your thoughts were interrupted by an embrace, two different temperature arms wrapping around you as you meet Buckyâs eyes in the mirror.Â
âHey,â you say weakly.
âHi,â he said softly, kissing your temple. âIs it another one of those days?â
When you failed to answer, a knowing look passed across his face, squeezing you tightly before releasing you, tugging you gently towards him. âCome on, letâs get away from the mirror.â
âBut I -â
âItâs okay, come on,â he urged, pulling you into the bedroom and sitting down with you on the bed. He pulled you into his lap and kissed the top of your head. Thoughts racing through your head, you tried to focus on Buckyâs hand running up and down your back instead of the flaws you had been studying.
Bucky could almost see the thoughts racing through your mind. He kissed your temple and held you close to him, being sure to keep his breaths even.
âThat mirror canât tell you your best achievements. Itâs a liar, and what you see isnât what everyone else sees.â he whispers, kissing your temple. âAll those horrible thoughts your mind is telling you are lies. You are perfect. You are safe. Iâve got you.â he whispered, a kiss punctuating each of his thoughts.
You seemed to curl up smaller into him, tears burning at your eyes. âI just - I canât -â
âShhh, itâs okay,â Bucky whispered, holding you a little tighter. âI know sometimes it gets really hard for you. Iâm here to help hold you on the days you feel like you canât. Iâll always be there when it gets to be too much.â
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Title: Murderer
Pairing: Corpse Husband x female!reader
Prompt:Â Y/N is brutally murdered during a game a round of Among Us, leaving her son crying over her body in the cafeteria. Corpse promised that he will find her killer.
Word Count: 1730
Warnings: a little swearing, fluff and fun
Note: The images doesnât belong to me, all the credits go to the respective creators. I only made the editing. Also, I will not make anything to make Corpse uncomfortable, if he ends saying he doesnât like fanfiction about him, I will delete this.
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The cry of terror and indignation that came from the main bedroom of the house caught Corpseâs attention, quickly followed by a loud and terrible false cry. Knowing what had probably happened, the curly-haired man laughed in amusement, walking with his little black avatar with cat ears around the map, searching and searching, until he finally reached the cafeteria and found her lying beside the blue main table.
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sweeter than candy
BUCKY BARNES X READER
summary:Â after spending halloween together, bucky confesses something to you
warnings: just sweet domestic fluff
wc: 929
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Hold My Girl
Pairing: Bucky x Reader
Summary: Bucky comes home from a mission and needs time to hold his girl.
Word count: 2k
Warnings: So much fluff in Buckyâs pov <3
a/n: I love feedback!! Please let me know what you think, it gives me motivation to write more :) Got lotsss of inspo from the song âHold My Girlâ by George Ezra.
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Fall was a finicky season.Â
One day hot, the next a damp, dim breeze, the weeks that made up November were a myriad of change. You could smell it in the air and see it in the way the cars drove. Buildings kept their lights on longer, people walked slower; everything felt as if it were in limbo, waiting for the semblance of normality that would blanket the city when the sun finally left and took its morsels of warmth along with it.Â
In your apartment, the change wasnât as obvious.Â
White sheets still glowed with pale light each morning. Plates still made crisp, ringing sounds each nightâhot ceramic, straight from the dishwasher because Bucky couldnât stand when they sat in there for too long. Footsteps echoed in the stairwell by the elevator. Laughs were low and plentiful, just murmurs drifting through warm vents when the moon was high.Â
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marcus: "i wasn't that drunk."
terence: "you were flirting with oliver all night."
marcus: "so? he's my husband."
adrian: "mate, you asked if he was single and then cried when he said no."
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Corpse Husband || unrequited love
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Pairing: Corpse x GN!reader
Summary: Corpse and Y/N have been friends forever but he ends up falling for the person who doesnât love him back.
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I couldnât stop thinking about them, everything they do and the way they speak or the way their eyes sparkle when talking about something that excites them. I just wanted them to myself but I knew that wasnât going to happen.
Y/N and I have been friends since we were at least four or five, we did absolutely everything together and theyâve been there since I started my YouTube channel, no matter what time it is theyâre always with me when I need them. I knew I needed to tell them how I felt, the feeling is eating me alive.
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I found myself knocking on their door, checking my watch it was four in the morning but I couldnât sleep. I waited awhile before the door opened. âCorpse? What are you doing here? Is everything okay?â Y/n looked tired and I felt awful.
âIf I donât say this now Iâm never going to say it and I already know what your response is going to be but y/n, Iâve been in love with you for so long; everything about you just makes me fall harder for you and itâs sucks. Itâs not fair that Iâm not the one who gets to kiss you, itâs not fair that Iâm not the one who gets to call you mineâ I took a deep breath.
âY/N, what Iâm trying to say is..I love you and-â they looked at me with regret in their eyes. âWhatâs wrong?â I swallowed the lump in my throat hiding my shaking hands, I donât know what I was so nervous. âEverythingâs going to be fineâ is what I told myself waiting for an answer and thatâs when my heart dropped.
âCorpse, I love you too but not in the way you love meâ I stood in silence trying to hide how much that hurt me. âUh yeah no thatâs coolâ I laughed lightly. âI should probably go um, goodnightâ I gave a slight smile as they shut the door.
âFucking idiot!â I shouted to myself taking the long way home to clear my head.
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