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real-life-catgirl · 3 years

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Lol

Your teen wolf rewrite is already sooo good cannot wait for the upcoming chapters

thank you!!! it should be back soon ! :)

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real-life-catgirl · 5 years

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Stay (B.Barnes)

Stay

Bucky Barnes

Warnings: swearing, mentions of sex, angst (sad maybe?)

Based on Sugarland’s Stay

A/N: pulled this from my drafts, probably not my best work but it’s a filler until i get better so i can finish the alpha!bucky xo

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real-life-catgirl · 5 years

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felt bad for not posting in awhile so heres a 25 prompts thingy!! I don't rmr how Tumblr works tbh

"so you're saying we're gonna die here?" "no.. im just saying it has a really high chance of happening"

"that was a rhetorical question but id like an answer anyways"

"the only taking out you're doing with me is on a date"

"really? all those years we had together and you're just throwing it away?"

"that's expensive.. buy it"

"windgardium leviosa!" "no you idiot its leviOHSAAA"

"this is monopoly dumbass"

"I love you.. but no"

"IS THAT A BIRD" "noooo its a..? pig?"

"did you just smack me"

"the only thing I want between us is distance.. lots and lots of distance"

"wow! that's a lot of blood! oh wow okay! um--!" "shut up and keep pressing!"

"i love you!" "aww... weakness!" "ow what the fuck?!"

"id crush a bug for you.." "im vegan"

"sooo papi/mami... you single?"

"I can't believe you!"

"your music taste is as good as my mothers homemade chicken parmesan, and that basically gave me food poisoning"

"kiss me again, please"

"I don't want to lose you, not now, not ever"

"lets hold hands!"

"if we're both single by 15..lets get married" "15?" "I really want to marry you, okay?"

"i love cheesy pickup lines, but i hate you, so im conflicted"

"is this some kind of cliche... romcom?"

"that... thing! is going to kill you! don't go out there.. please"

"I just.. can't believe she's gone.. i didnt tell her i love her.. and now I never can"

#prompts #xreader #x reader #y/n #funny #smut #fanfic #quotes #sad #angst #theflashtrash

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real-life-catgirl · 5 years

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Your teen wolf rewrite is already sooo good cannot wait for the upcoming chapters

thank you!!! it should be back soon ! :)

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real-life-catgirl · 5 years

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Hey!! Can you tag me in ur Teen Wolf rewrite?? Thanks!

yes!! x

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real-life-catgirl · 5 years

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Heey did you stop writing the teen wolf rewrite?

please refer to this post !!

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Sad Writing Prompt

I remember when we first met in Manhattan, you called me yours immediately. I didn't know it then, but I was truly, and whole heartedly, yours.

I remember the day when you called me beautiful, back in Vancouver. That was the best day of my life.

I remember down in Tokyo, we had our first kiss. I still haven't forgotten what those sparks felt like.

And when you proposed to me on March 18, 2018, at 11:09pm, by the park in NYC, I said no, because I wanted you to ask me again. With less crying.

And on March 19, 2018, I received a call.

"I'm sorry," the caller spoke.

"But your fiancé was found dead in his car, stuck in the ditch by highway 119."

I remember the day my life came crashing down.

#angst #prompt #writing prompt #sad #sad writing prompt #angst fanfiction #x reader

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real-life-catgirl · 5 years

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DJ!Akali x Reader

dedicated to @honningmuno because she’s the light of my life and also the one that seems to motivate me to write the most 🌹

Your back pressed against the wall, the open space behind the bar giving you room to breathe while observing the mob in front of you full of drunken dancing and energy. It was overwhelming at times, and even a little intimidating. The fear of not wanting to be swept up and tossed around carelessly made you shy away from enjoying the crowd on your break. Even so, you stayed behind the bar, eyes glued on the bright neon that flashes every so often on the DJ as she swayed her hips and cheered the crowd on. She was good, there was no denying it. She could rile up a crowd in seconds and drop them flat, taking them for a ride that they’ll never forget. Your body started to sway unconsciously whenever she took center stage, though from her skills or from the sultry look in her eyes, you didn’t know.

A sigh escaped your lips, shifting your gaze from your phone back up to the lifted stage, hearing the change in music. Ahri stood in the place of Akali, her own voice leading the crowd into a frenzy. She was one of the most popular girls, after all. You smiled to yourself and pushed yourself off of the wall, slowly heading back into the ‘employees only’ area of the club. If Akali wasn’t on stage, then there wasn’t a real reason for you to stay out there, surrounded by the overwhelming smell of alcohol and sweat. Perhaps you were daydreaming a little too much, though, as you hadn’t even noticed when the spunky DJ bumped into you, causing you to let out a yelp as you nearly fell down.

“Woah–!” Akali disappeared from in front of you for a split moment as your eyes shut, preparing for an uncomfortable landing, only to hear a grunt and feel arms wrapped around you as she held you and helped you regain your balance. “Sorry there, dollie.” She laughed softly, the black mask slightly muffling her words. Under the regular lights of the club, her appearance was normal and you would never have guessed that she was covered in paint, like a secret only few could admire. “We better be more careful where we’re walking, huh?” Akali pulled down her mask with a cheeky grin, her slightly sweaty but energetic appearance made your heart flutter.

“Y-Yeah, sorry about that.” Your laugh was a little more nervous than you intended it to be, pushing some of your hair back as you tried to cool the blush on your cheeks. It was hard to deny that you didn’t hold any sort of crush on the woman, not when you were so close to her and she called you by such a sweet name. “Ah, you just got off the stage, right?” You asked, switching the conversation, though your intentions could be written off as being concerned for a fellow worker, it felt much more personal; just wishing to talk with her a little longer before she was swept away again by a hoard. “How long is your break?”

Akali looked at you with a puzzled expression for a moment, though felt herself smiling. It wasn’t hard for her to get a read on people, and being alone in the hallway, you were an open book to her. “I’ve got an hour. I don’t know you too well yet, so why don’t we spend it together?” She asked, her fingers brushing against your arm.

“O-Oh, ah… s-sure.” You cleared your throat, the attempts at keeping yourself composed felt futile as your mind kept swimming with scenarios that you would never let escape of her pushing you against the wall and teasing you until you were at the brink of tears. You shifted a little, breathing a little slower to slow your racing heartbeat.

You hadn’t even noticed when Akali’s hand slid into yours, gently tugging you along, right back from where you came. “Let’s have some fun!” She pulled her mask back up, sheathing the deadly smirk on her lips from the world as she pulled you back out into the blacklight. You tugged yourself away, the sudden movement surprising the both of you. She tilted her head and her hands came to rest on her belt. “I know you haven’t danced here yet. Don’t worry, it’ll just be you and me. I’ll take you to the top and make your head spin.” She backed up slowly, letting herself be engulfed by the blacklight.

“Hehe, come on, I dare ya.” Akali’s eyes glistened with excitement, her words almost challenging as she held her hand out to you, the only part of her body that was normal as the blacklight made her appearance seem demonic in nature but you couldn’t help but be drawn to it. “What better way is there for us to bond?”

Your eyebrows furrowed, trying to come up with any excuse to pull her back into the light. “What if they see you–?” You exclaimed, unable to stop your feet from taking a step forward, covering your toes in the blacklight.

“Let ‘em see me, they can’t stop me.” She purred, her confidence slowly making you lose control of yourself. “I’ll make this look like magic. Just trust me.” Akali’s words pulled you in, the mask shifting to match her wicked grin as you slowly took her hand, covering yourself in the same neon paint she wore, slowly but surely.

She tugged you along, making a path among the countless other people and leading you in one of the quieter corners of the dancefloor, pulling you close and gluing her hands to your waist. “Show me what you’ve got, babygirl.” Akali laughed, her hands guiding your hips as she moved hers, helping you along as you slowly fell under her spell with the music blasting in the background.

Whether it was because of her or second hand intoxication, you let yourself get a little carried away in the hands of Akali, your own snaking behind her neck and tangling themselves in her hair, tugging it sharply and causing her to gasp as you let the music determine your movements. You had taken Akali off guard, and she stared at you with wide eyes for a moment before pushing you back a step closer to the wall.

“Now you’re really playing with fire, darlin,” Akali breathed out, the fire in her eyes plain and clear as she pressed herself towards you, her grinding hips taking the lead from your control. “I was just warming up!” She laughed as your cheeks grew red again, the feeling of power surging in her. She leaned into you and pulled down her mask, brushing her lips against your neck.

“H-Hey what are–?” You squeaked out, the wall making contact with your back as she kissed your neck slowly, pulling and teasing the skin with her teeth. You bit the inside of your cheek, hands slightly shaky as you gripped onto the glowing jacket she wore as it slipped down her shoulders as if it were your only lifeline from sinking down into a pleasure you weren’t sure you could return from. “A-Akali, I still have to finish my shift..!”

She didn’t respond, continuing to kiss down to your collar and letting her lips linger on another spot, kissing it tenderly and letting a red blossom underneath it. She pulled away and drifted her lips up to yours, moving one of her hands from your waist to your cheek. “It’s fine, just let yourself enjoy the moment.” Akali mumbled before connecting her lips to yours again, her eyes fluttering closed as the pent up excitement were exchanged between the two of you like a whisper only you two could hear. It was nigh impossible to try and resist her, holding you so sweetly amongst the chaotic environment while your bodies continued to sway together. “I’ve got you,” Her voice was low and assertive rather than teasing, as if commanding you. “We’ve got all the time in the world.” She laughed again, pulling away for good after stealing another quick kiss.

Akali brought her mask back to cover her mouth and nose, and intertwined your fingers while you were still in a daze from the dancing and then Akali’s sudden kiss. “What do you mean..?” You asked slowly, wiping your mouth with the back of your hand, cheeks red and head spinning.

Her mask glowed close to you, the teeth moving along to her words and causing your knees to almost buckle under the glow of her golden eyes. “I’ll call Evelynn later and apologize, but I want to take my time with you. I won’t stop, not until the sun rises.” She tugged off her snapback, the wild hair underneath it so alluring that you had to consciously stop yourself from tugging her hair and kissing her roughly, and placed it on your own head, the logo of the club reflecting in her eyes. “Now it’s personal, babe. Don’t hold back.”

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real-life-catgirl · 5 years

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IMPORTANT

as some of you may have noticed, I'm taking a break from Tumblr.

I saw a lot of your asks and messages, and wanted to post this to let you all know that, yes! I will be continuing my teen wolf rewrite, just not right now. I am deeply sorry to just leave you all like that. :(

I have times like these where I just can't get behind writing anymore. I fall out of love for awhile, and it takes me a long while to start back up. I hope you all can understand!

Love and hugs xx

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real-life-catgirl · 6 years

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I’m dying 😂 your banner omlll

LMAOO :'))

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real-life-catgirl · 6 years

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i’m a paypig

mistress told me to send money to people because i don’t deserve it

ill pick a few people who reblog this post to send 1000€, i’ll post proof later today

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real-life-catgirl · 6 years

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To the tune of YMCA

Mothman!

Your a moth and a man

I said

MOTHMAN

Your a man whose a moth

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real-life-catgirl · 6 years

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Aurora Boraelis (s.r.)

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader

Warnings: slight injury description, reader has light manipulation, fluff, slight cringe :)

A/N: pre-iw!cap, even though the gif says otherwise! also, im changing up my writing style a bit (was it obvious?) so I've removed summaries but I am starting to add word counts, and adding the genre of writing in my warnings! I feel like summaries give away too much imo but lmk how you feel about it!

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"Alright, Nightlight, your turn," Stark's voice resonated through your comm.

You briefly huffed at his nickname for you, which was almost as degrading as 'Reindeer Games', before Tony initiated the Flashlight protocol, (not unlike the code green protocol, the Avengers used it in desperate times of need), charging up his energy repulsor at Cap's shield aimed at you, he shot and you quickly absorbed the light particles as your fingertips began to glow, the colour of what would appear if you shine a flashlight on the back of your fingers.

Along with the tips of your digits, the pupils of your eyes expanded so much your eye had no traces of E/C, just pure black, before they flickered back and forth between a bright, almost luminescent, blue (since that was the colour of Tony's beam) and back, ultimately shifting permanently to the bright colour. As soon as you began to chant your Latin words, the lights cut off, completely removing the bright glossiness of your features. Your head pounded from the fast switch of light to dark, and as you cleared from the spinning, you heard a deep, unfamiliar and maniacal chuckle from within the storage garage.

"You really think I didn't come prepared?" You raised a brow at your teammates, confused, who mirrored the look. Last you all checked, you weren't fighting a supervillain.

"You really thought I didn't think about your shiny, cultural flashlight? Your secret weapon? You didn't dub me that dumb, did you?"

Your head jerked back in offense, and you were about to retort when a pair of hands, multiple pairs of hands, grabbed your body, held you up horizontally, and pulled. Your screams of pain were held back by your pursed lips, as the agony of your tearing muscles and joints began to become unbearable.

Your mind instantly kicked into fight or flight mode, and as much as your flesh fought against it, you began squirming around in whoever this was' grasp. It hurt, and after a few seconds of struggling, you heard a loud crack! and a horrifying feeling filled your entire torso. At this point, any sounds of anguish had slipped, and your deafening shriek of excruciating pain practically rang through all of America.

As you felt your entire body begin paralysing due to your spine basically disconnecting, the instincts your abilities had given you took over, and even though you could only use your power with a light source nearby, it seemed like your senses kicked up 10 notches as everything in you searched every crevice, crack, wall, door and electronic for a source of illumination. It eventually found a closed door with a crack small enough only an ant could fit through at the bottom, and it tubed all particles back to the host, quickly regenerating your cells and giving you enough energy to mutter your chant lowly, and your attacker dropped your body as a haze of yellow, almost fire orange light glared into their eyes, blinding everyone else in the room temporarily. Your back popped continuously as it healed into place, though you were still sore and couldn't move.

Tony, Natasha, Steve, Thor and Clint seemed to jump out of their previous stupor, Steve going to your aid while the others took care of the man with the multiple bionic arms. “You okay, doll?” The fact he had gone from Captain America to Steve Rogers, as temporary as it was, almost had you forgetting the horrible sensations. Almost.

You groaned defeatedly, recoiling into yourself at the throbbing sting rushing through your body. “I don’t—ugh—I don’t think I can walk,” you truthfully answered your captain, huffing and puffing.

Steve sighed before crouching down, elbow creases tucking under your knees and head, before heaving upwards, all the pain in your system increasing tenfold.

He noticed your grimace and slowed down, glancing over his shoulder before speaking into his comm, “I’m bringing L/N back to the quinjet, Banner, alert Doctor Cho to get her stuff ready,”

You coughed out a weak, “politely, and say please.”

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After Helen successfully scanned every cell in your body, you were placed on bed rest since, although your powers did help greatly in healing your body, the outer tissues weren’t completely regenerated, which meant you still had bruises.

Lots of bruises. And damaged tissue. And you did just happen to be paralysed from the waist up. And internal bleeding. And did I mention bruises?

So to help speed up the process your body had already started, both Bruce and Cho assigned Steve, Wanda and themselves to take turns keeping watch; putting you off missions for awhile, in fear of something re-triggering the broken spinal cord and fatally messing everything up. Thankfully you were still more of an asset they brought in when it was bad, and it was only rare they needed you, so you weren’t too worried about being on bed rest.

However, when someone tried to trade with Steve to watch over you, he would completely refuse unless it was one of the doctors coming in for check up, but even then he’d stay in the room. You found it quite endearing, honestly, that he’d stay out of his own chamber just to be sure you’re safe.

Though it was starting to get annoying.

He would only let the doctors get 15 minutes of exam work in before he demanded they leave so he could cling back to you, so he could climb back into your bed, wrap you in his arms (gently) and cuddle you until you felt better. And as much as you loved his sudden clinginess, it was beginning to make you overthink everything.

Was this meant to be taken in such an intimate way?

Why is he acting like this?

Does this mean he likes you?

What if he’s just worried?

What if he’s just being a good friend and wants to make sure you’re healing perfectly?

You were very close to just asking every question that popped inside your head, but opted not to, deciding to relish in the moment before you’re allowed back on missions and this all goes away.

Though, this day was a bit different than the others in the last week. Instead of anyone coming in to do a checkup, medical exam or physical therapy, it was just you and Steve, laying in bed, with your head on his chest and his arm around your shoulders, relaxing. You found it a bit weird, but as you went to speak up, Steve shifted so he was on his side, and your head was under his chin.

“Steve..?” Your voice came out muffled.

“Yeah, doll?”

Your brain went mush as you tried to collect your composure. Steve did way too many things to you that he didn’t even know. “Uh.. I-uh-.. Ahem, what’re you doing?” He went quiet for a moment, and you didn’t know whether he was dead or frozen from being caught.

“Am I hurting you? Does this make you uncomfortable?” His grip considerably loosened, much to your displeasure. “Sorry, I-I just wanted to-”

“No, no it’s okay. I’m completely fine with it, i-in fact, I liked it,” you reassured shyly, “you can keep doing it! I just.. Wanted to make sure you were conscious of what you were doing, too..”

He shifted his body back over to you, relishing in the warmth you radiated, his arms going back into the tight circle you’d gotten use to these past days. “Good.. Good. Because I don’t really plan on stopping,” he whispered before placing a kiss on the crown of your head. “Get some rest.”

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real-life-catgirl · 6 years

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Stay (B.Barnes)

Stay

Bucky Barnes

Warnings: swearing, mentions of sex, angst (sad maybe?)

Based on Sugarland’s Stay

A/N: pulled this from my drafts, probably not my best work but it’s a filler until i get better so i can finish the alpha!bucky xo

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“Stop talking,” he demands, pushing her back onto the bed. He grabs her jaw in his hand, glaring into her eyes before shoving their lips together forcefully, creating a mesh of teeth, tongue and bruising. His mutter is hardly audible before he dips back in. “I’m gonna teach you to listen.”

#:)#kill me #smut

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real-life-catgirl · 6 years

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this is the money dog, repost in the next 24 hours and money will come your way!!

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real-life-catgirl · 6 years

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can someone recommend some good heckin angst pls??

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