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poppies-from-oz · 7 months
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So last night I found out from @the-blue-fairie that there was an Oz book written by John R Neill where the Scarecrow and Tin Woodman just straight-up go on a gay cruise together.
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Neill wasn't playing around, these two are GAY gay.
(Images are sourced from Queer Oz by Tison Pugh, original illustrations sourced from Lucky Bucky in Oz.)
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woggle-bugger-me · 4 months
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So, I've seen people on tumblr joke about John R. Neill being a secret Scarecrow/Tin Woodman shipper, and while realistically speaking he probably wasn't, I still think it's nice how they're just as affectionate in Neill's books as they are in Baum's.
This post by @poppies-from-oz inspired me to try and read 'Lucky Bucky in Oz' (I say "try" because the actual writing quality is... not the best) and for a moment I actually wondered if the gay subtext was intentional before remembering that it was written in 1942. Still, here are a few stand-out moments:
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For context, at some point the Scarecrow has apparently started ruling the Munchkins, hence why he refers to himself as an emperor. Not sure if it was Neill or Thompson who came up with this.
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Then they go on a boat with this club of men who're all uncles (don't question it). The version of Lucky Bucky I found online doesn't have illustrations, but I assume this is where the "gay cruise" image comes from.
Bonus: This scene from 'The Scalawagons of Oz', where Nick is finally able to talk after being severely rusted for a while:
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Even if the subtext was completely accidental, it's still clear that Neill really liked their friendship!
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witchesoz · 1 year
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Oz: What are the Famous Forty?
What are the « Famous Forty »?
Well, you must know by now that L. Frank Baum ended up writing fourteen Oz book, forming a series starting in 1900 and ending in 1920. The thing is, Reilly &Lee, the publishing house of Baum, knew very well how successful and popular the Oz series was, and refused to let it die with its creator. They hired new authors that became “Royal Oz Historians” and they were allowed to continue the Oz series – resulting in a total of forty “official” and “canon” book forming the full Oz series, as published by Reilly & Lee.
After Baum’s death, the publishing house put the Oz series in the care of Ruth Plumly Thompson. She ushered the second Oz era, by writing 19 Oz books, starting in 1921 and ending in 1939. Ruth Thompson style is quite different from the one of Baum: most notably, she tried to turn the Oz world into a more “classic fairytale” universe, by going a bit away from Baum’s innovations and novelties (for example, she turned the “Nomes” into “Gnomes”). Baum never had any male hero – Ruth had almost only male heroes. She was the one who introduced the most of the male protagonists of Oz, and she also had a greater focus on romance, weddings and royalty than Baum, a lot of her protagonists being princes and ending up married by the end of her novels. As a result, her books are quite controversial – for example, not everyone agrees with her decision to consider the Good Witch of the North’s old age a “curse” brought to her by enemies, that needs to be lifted so she can leave her job as the benevolent magic ruler of a region to become the pretty princess married to the kind of a city. But her presence in the Oz landscape stays very strong.
While she stopped participating in the Famous Forty in the 30s, she ended up releasing two more Oz books in the 70s: “Yankee in Oz” in 1972, and “The Enchanted Island of Oz” in 1976.
By this point, there were 33 Oz books.
The next official Oz historian was John R. Neill. He actually had participated in the Famous Forty before – he was the official Oz illustrator. He started illustrating the books with Baum’s “The Marvelous Land of Oz”, taking over from W. W. Denslow, and he ended up illustrating all of Baum’s and Thompson’s books. John Neill wrote three books for the Famous Forty, between 1940 and 1942: “The Wonder City of Oz”, “The Scalawagons of Oz” and “Lucky Bucky in Oz”. He actually had written a fourth Oz book for the Forty, but while he wrote it before his death he did not had time to illustrate it. The manuscript was however kept by his widow, and while not part of the Famous Forty, it was published in 1995, illustrated by Eric Shanower: “The Runaway in Oz”.
Neill’s take on Oz has been described as more… “manic”. Basically he had a children book illustrator’s mind when dealing with Oz, resulting in strong exaggerations – such as each quadrant of Oz being entirely of their associated color (from the sky to the skin color of people), or literally everything being alive in Oz, including houses.
After John Neill’s death, the next Oz Historian was Jack Snow. He was an avid fan of Baum’s writing as a child – in fact, when Baum died, Jack Snow offered to become the next Historian of Oz. It did not work, because he was only twelve years old at the time, but he ended up becoming the fourth Historian. He wrote two books for the Famous Forty: “The Magical Mimics of Oz” in 1946, and “The Shaggy Man of Oz” in 1949. It was rumored he had planned a third book, “Over the Rainbow to Oz”, but no manuscript was ever found. Snow wanted to return to a sort of Baum “fundamentalism”, by ignoring all the books of the previous Oz Historians and continuing right after Baum’s original books. Outside of his Oz writings, Snow was also a writer of ghost and horror stories for “Weird Tales”, and he notably produced a very daring short story – “A Murder in Oz”, trying to tie his two passions together by exploring the issue of the separate entities of Tip and Ozma. You must guess that the Oz editors refused to have such a story published, but it was eventually released by The Baum Bugle (the journal of the International Wizard of Oz Club, that started in 1957 and is still being published). Jack Snow also wrote “Who’s Who in Oz” in 1954, an extensive guide to all the characters in the Oz books. While the book was praised at the time and is still an important source of information, by now many have pointed several irregularities due to Jack Snow visibly misreading some of the characters (or simply losing track after reading 39 books in a row).
So, we are at a total of 38 books now. Only two were missing to form the Famous Forty.
The 39th book was written by Rachel R. Cosgrove: “The Hidden Valley of Oz”, released in 1951. She had written a second Oz book in 1954, “The Wicked Witch of Oz”, which tackled the issue of the missing Wicked Witch of the South, but she could not publish it, since Reilly & Lee considered the Oz books were not selling well anymore and wanted to close the series. The novel ended up however released by the International Wizard of Oz Club in 1993, illustrated by Eric Shanower. Rachel Cosgrove was notable for dismissing any kind of adult fan of Oz – she explained in the documentary “Oz: The American Fairyland” that she considered Oz to be a series for kids, that should not be enjoyed by adults.
The last book of the Famous Forty was “Merry Go Round in Oz”, released in 1963, and written by a collaboration: Eloise Jarvis McGraw and Lauren Lynn McGraw (mother and daughter). The two published another Oz book in 1980 (The Forbidden Fountain of Oz), while Eloise published on her own “The Rundelstone of Oz” in 2000.
There. These are the Famous Forty Oz book, the “complete official series”.
After that, the International Wizard of Oz Club published several books: as I mentioned they published the books of Ruth Thompson that were not included in the Famous Forty, as well as “The Forbidden Fountain” of the McGraw duo and “The Wicked Witch of Oz” of Rachel Cosgrove.
To these already mentioned book you can add “The Ozmapolitan of Oz”, a 1986 book by Dick Martin ; and two books by Gina Wickwar, “The Hidden Prince of Oz” in 2000 and “Toto of Oz” in 2006.
Finally, The L. Frank Baum Family Trust authorized an author named Sherwood Smith to publish new Oz books, declaring them officially canon. With this authorization, Smith wrote a trilogy between 2005 and 2014: “The Emerald Wand of Oz”, “Trouble Under Oz” and “Sky Pyrates Over Oz”.
These are all the books that could be considered “canon”.
Of course there’s always one more; the “orthodox sequels”. Books that try their best to be sequels or continuations of the official Oz books and their canon, but were not officially recognized as canon. There are several of them, starting in 1985 with James Howe’s “Mr. Tinker in Oz” and ending with “A Nightmare in Oz”, published in 2020 by David M. Keyes. A lot of them were made by members of Baum’s family, though there is a debate as to whether they should be considered “orthodox sequels” or rather “alternate Oz” books, but that’s for another time.
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painofhumanity · 2 years
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robo-ratto · 3 years
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Hi!! Omg your art is always amazing 💕💕💕 I have a winterhawk halloween request 💕💕💕 okay, so, picture this: Winterhawk in Oz costumes — Bucky as Dorthy, Alpine as the tinman, Lucky as the cowardly lion, and Clint as the scarecrow lol :D thank you for always creating and sharing such wonderful things!! Happy Halloween 💕💕💕 🥰
2/2 *alpine would also make a cute Toto for Bucky, or a tinman that sits in a totobasket ahh sorry do whatever u want w it, if u do it haha I just got a little too into the idea ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ for whatever u end up creating, forever and always: I appreciate + admire it 💕
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Oh god, thank you for your kind words @nelotegreitic !! This was such a cute idea, thank you so much!
To explain the middle fingers here, the other day I saw some bullcrap about how boys shouldn't wear dresses for Halloween so I kind of think if the Avengers were real they would be like celebrities and maybe have their own Instagram or Twitter or something so this is Bucky and Clint standing up for everyone's right to wear dresses, dammit. Gotta get their family Halloween portrait up to stick it to the idiots. To anyone out there that needs to hear it: go ahead and wear the dress if you want to!
(Actually, this could go with Clint as Elizabeth Swann as well. Maybe they did a whole goddamn photoshoot. Honestly, I think they are both stubborn enough to do it.)
Happy Halloween, nelo! Thank you again for the prompt and I'm sorry that I seem to be regressing in my ability to draw Alpine and Lucky but I hope you don't mind anyway. <3 <3 <3
Please do not repost without permission! Re-blogging is very much welcomed, though! <3
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maxburnett · 3 years
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Epilogue to Summer Heat, Bucky Barnes/Steve Rogers
-(fem!reader x Bucky Barnes, Steve Rogers)
Summary: A glimpse of the months following Steve leaving Reader for Peggy. This is a part 2/sequel/epilogue of this fic for @syntheticavenger's 5K Follower Challenge
Warnings: This is mild! Mostly Fluff with slight Angst. There's a hint at Bucky eating out his very pregnant girlfriend if you squint. Bucky is soft. Steve is an idiot. Bucky really loves reader. (I stuck at these I apologize. Contains very minor Loki spoilers. I wrote this in like a hour on my phone so I apologize for any typos etc)
Please reblog/share and comment. I love to read your reviews!
Word Count: 2,060
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It had been nearly 5 months since you had found out that you were pregnant. You and Bucky were letting everything fall into place as you were getting ready for the birth of your baby. He had talked you into finding out the sex when it was born, despite you wanting to hurry up and find out. You closed your eyes as you sat on the couch, your legs propped onto a pillow as you rubbed your stomach as your baby kicked.
"He's good," he says with a smile. "God, you're so beautiful," he says, and you chuckle.
"I'm a whale, Buck," you say and throw a blueberry at him, which he catches with his mouth. "There's nothing beautiful about me," you snort, and he glares at you.
"I'm a whale, Buck," you say and throw a blueberry at him, which he catches with his mouth. "There's nothing beautiful about me," you snort, and he glares at you.
"Baby, how many times do I have to tell you that you're beautiful?" He asks, and you sigh. You just feel so fat and unattractive, but Bucky still stares at you the same way he did before he made the first move and kissed you all those months ago.
"I don't deserve you, Buck," you smile and move, so you are sitting beside him. "I honestly don't deserve everything you've done for the baby and me-" he cuts you off as he wraps an arm around you and pulls you gently into him, kissing your lips with a softness that made you get goosebumps every time.
"Our baby," he says into your lips.
"Our baby," you whisper back and smile as he stands up and takes your empty bowl to the sink, and comes back to lean down to kiss your chin where you had some chocolate. His lips move up to his, and you run your hands into his hair pulling him closer as he gently devours your lips with his own.
"Need to taste you," he says in a rough tone before pulling away. His hands reach down, taking both of yours. He helps you off of the couch and walks you back to the bedroom.
~ 2 Months Later~
You woke up one morning hearing the birds chirping outside of your window and smiled as Bucky came in, bringing you some toast with avocados and eggs on it. You eat the toast as he leans and kisses your stomach, softly singing his favorite song with his head gently lying on your huge tummy.
You giggle as you listen to him singing "Somewhere Over the Rainbow" as you close your eyes and remember your first kiss during "The Wizard of Oz" all of those months ago. You play with his hair, looking down at him, wondering how you got so lucky to have a guy like Bucky. Your eyes close for a moment. You can't help but think of Steve. You hate that he left you, you hate that he chose to be with another woman; but why couldn't you hate him?
If he had known you were pregnant, you know he would've stayed. Wouldn't he?
"Hey doll, you okay?" You heard Bucky ask, and you looked down at him. You smile as you nod your head down at him. You take a deep breath.
"I was just thinking about Steve ... not necessarily the bad stuff. I just ..." you couldn't find the words. "He just would have been a good father," you say softly.
"You're right," he smiles and looks up at you. "He was a good man," he whispers and closes his eyes. "I just ... wish he would've handled all of this differently. He should've talked to you," he said, his fingers gently moving over your tummy. You smile. His singing was always something that could calm the baby's kicking down.
When he moves to lay down beside you, pulling you as close as he could as he rested his head on your shoulder and his hand on your stomach. He closed his eyes for a moment and bit at his lip.
"At the funeral, he asked me if I liked you," Bucky whispered. He'd never talked to you about this before. "He said he saw something about the way we looked at each other. He wanted to know if I had feelings for you,"
You bit your lip as you listened to Bucky, and you placed your hand over his.
"I didn't lie to him. I told him the truth. I'm sorry if me telling him that caused him to leave," he said, and you place your finger over his lips.
"Bucky, even if I do miss him sometimes ... even if I do still love him. There's nothing like the love I have for you," you whisper and run your fingers through his hair. "This baby was made with Steve ... and even tho we told each other 'I Love You,' It is fate that you and I go through this with our baby."
Bucky looked up at you, his blue eyes beginning to tear up, and you smile as you run your fingers gently into his hair before you wiped at his face with your fingers.
"I love you so much," you say down to him.
"I love you," he says back as he kisses your stomach and looks up at you with his head resting against your tummy again.
"Let's get married," he says, and you look down at him about to say something. He smiles up at you. "I know it's not an ideal proposal," he chuckles. "But I don't want to wait, and I don't even have a ring ... but I can get one. I just want to marry you, and I want to grow old with you and our baby,"
"Let's get married," you say back with a smile. "We can just do it in the courthouse... I don't need anything but you, Buck. Maybe we can get Sam to come," you say, and he smiles as he pulls away and moves his dog tags from his neck to yours.
"Let's get married," he says again and kisses your lips.
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Steve had promised Peggy that he would stop by the grocery store he walked out of the store with his paper bags and looked around as things began to freeze in time. He looked around strangely as everything began to move in slow motion. Holographic doors began to show around him, and three guards came out with guns and walked towards him.
One of them stepped towards him and looked down at something in their hand.
"Steve Rogers, on behalf of the Time Variance Authority. I hereby arrest you for crimes against the sacred timeline."
Before he had a chance to speak, he was zapped away with the strange people and was put on trial. He honestly thought this was some kind of joke. How had he messed with the timeline?
"You must be Captain America," a voice said from behind him. He was holding a file and stood to walk towards him. "I'm Mobius," he said.
"Why am I here?"
"You messed up the Timeline by going back in time to be with Peggy Carter," Mobius replied. "We figured we would give you the chance to fix things. Follow me," he said, and Steve sighed, following after the man.
He stopped at an area, and Steve turned towards a vast place with darkness, but soon the darkness lit up. He saw you and Bucky in front of him.
He saw how the two of you had fallen in love, and something inside him twitched as he saw how you looked at Bucky. It was a way she never looked at him before. Then he watched the night she had called him asking him to pick something up for her, and he gasped.
"I wouldn't have left if I had known," Steve finally spoke.
Mobius looked over at the blonde and shook his head. Then looked back at the screen.
"You need to make a decision. But know one thing, them falling in love was always supposed to happen. It would have happened if you would've stayed," he said, causing Steve to look at the screen. "We normally don't do this, but we will give you time to figure out what you want. You can stay here ... you can let them live their lives. Or you can finally man up and admit that going back into time to be with a woman you only kissed once was a stupid thing to do,"
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Bucky smiled as he kissed your head as your 6-week old baby girl, Isabella Rose rested on your chest. He looked like he hadn't slept in days, and you didn't look any better.
"I still can't believe she's here," he smiled, looking down at the sleeping baby. "Here, let me take her. I want you to get some sleep," he said as he softly took her and stood up from the bed and walked her to her nursery, and laid her down.
"Hey sweet pea," Bucky says as he winds up the mobile and Isabella glances up at him and he swore she smiled before looking at the mobile. "All of this is new to me. But I promise I'm going to take care of you and mommy. It's going to be the three of us to the end of the line," he whispered and looked up at the mobile where he and you had hung Steve's dog tags that he had left behind. "Your daddy would love you so much. I miss him and I know mommy misses him too. You have his eyes and his hair. But hopefully, you aren't as hardheaded," he smiles and runs his fingers through her blond hair. "Go to sleep sweet pea,"
He came back into the bedroom and smirked, seeing you were already asleep, and he laid beside you and wrapped an arm around you.
He woke up a few hours later; Isabella was crying. He headed into the room and picked her up, comforting her with a smile.
"Daddy's here," he said as she wrapped her hand around his ring finger, and he smiled seeing her little fingers close to his wedding band. "Daddy's always gonna be here," he said, rocking her softly. He heard a knock on the door and carried Isabella carefully towards the door and opened it slowly.
Steve stood behind the door. He had a hand on the back of his neck as he looked out at his best friend holding his daughter just as you walked into the room.
"Buck, who's at the door?" You ask before you freeze as Bucky moves to the side, and Steve is standing there looking from you to Bucky and down at the little blonde-haired girl in Bucky's arms.
"Bucky, turn around," you say, and he backs away from you and turns his back, and holds Isabella close.
"How dare you!" You say as you slap Steve once and then again. "You left!" You say, and he reaches his hands out to grab ahold of yours. It's when he sees the rings on your finger.
"Y/N. I'm sorry. If I would've known, I wouldn't have left," he says, and you feel the tears building in your eyes.
"But you left Steve ... you left. You said you loved me, and you left," you shook your head. "I loved you, and you left," you said as you began to hit his chest before collapsing into his chest as he wrapped his arms around you.
"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry," he said as he held you close against his chest. "I came back ... I came back," he said against your head. "I know you and Bucky are together ... but I have to be here for her," he said, and you look up at him and feel his fingers wiping your eyes.
"Can I hold her?" Steve asks, his voice slightly cracking.
"Yes," you whisper and have him sit down on the couch as you motion for Bucky to take Isabella over to Steve. He hands Isabella over carefully, and she looks up at the strange man and wiggles a little in his arms as tears roll from Steve's blue eyes down his cheeks.
"I'm sorry I left you, little Angel, but daddy's never leaving you again," Steve said as he leaned and kissed her head and took in the smell of his daughter for the very first time.
Tagging:
@syntheticavenger @bitchassbucky @belladonnabarnes @stcrrynightsinneverlcnd @onceuponabarnes @fairyevans @balenciagabucky @honeysucklesteve @faeryloki @fuckandfluff @bibbidibobbidibucky @buckyblues @bloomingbucky @buckyssimp @mickey-henry @fluffycutecevans @midnightf @fallinforevans @buckys-blue-eyes @lokiscollar
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There Will Be No Linking of Arms, Skipping, or Singing, by Girl_Back_There, Mjazilem, and Harishe.
Summary: Riding in a tornado is not as much fun as one thinks it might be. For one, it is really windy. For two, weird things can be seen inside of them. For three, they can drop a person off in a really weird world filled with mysterious redheads, tortured souls, annoying robots, Jolly Green Giant's angry cousin, and so much more.
But hey, there are some fabulous boots. Too bad there is a scary dude who is willing to kill for them.
Or...Clint and Lucky's wild journey through a land called Marvel.
Warnings and additional tags: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Alternate Universe - Wizard of Oz, War Veteran Bucky Barnes, Farmer Clint Barton, Deaf Clint Barton, Former Circus Performer Clint, Marvel Characters as Oz Characters, Non-Graphic Violence, mentions of child abuse, Slow Burn, Hopeful Ending, clint loves his ruby boots, even though he has no idea what they do, Minor Spoilers for Agents of SHIELD finale, kind of, If you have seen the show then you will get it
Read the fic here!
See the art by Mjazilem here, and Harishe here, here, here, and here!
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The following WHOB medals have been earned for this collaboration!
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Girl_Back_There - Writer’s Bronze Medal, Personal Achievement
Mjazilem - Artist’s Bronze Medal
Harishe - Artist’s Gold Medal, Personal Achievement
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spectralscathath · 3 years
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Fanfic Ask Game: 🍰 Name one of your fave comfort fics (doesn’t have to be your all time fave).
I'm gonna separate this into two categories: My own comfort fics that I wrote that make me smile and the fics that I go and reread constantly because they provide Serotonin (comfort =/= pure fluff for me)
My fics (I am big enough to admit that I reread my own works)
Everything's Grey 'Til it's Painted Blue: By far probably one of the softst things I've ever written, I wrote this for Owl of @ironpines as a Secret Santa gift and it owns my goddamn soul. Irontai is one of my all-time favourite ships and I adored playing with the common idea of the Soulmate AU to try and create something a little different. Featuring: long-distance pining over video calls, Qrow being a supportive wingman, recovering from trauma, and a metric butt-ton of fluff
Run Boy Run, This World is Not Made For You: A little less fluffy than the previous fic, this is a oneshot where Mercury sees the aftermath of Oscar getting beaten up and provides some compassion and first aid, in his own gruff way. More of a character study of Mercury than anything else, I love reading this fic and just pretending that vol8 ended with Mercury punting Hazel off the whale and stealing Oscar for a 'I'm gonna Give 10-year-old me everything he wants' roadtrip.
Drawing Silver From Stone: Another Secret Santa gift (and another Merc fic), this time for @invincibleweasel, this is a Modern AU 88 Days oneshot featuring Human Disaster Mercury Black and Hot Neighbour Sun Wukong. It's fluffy, it's cute, it has undertones of horrifically tragic backstory, it's got it all!
Comfort fics I read that were made by other people!! (mostly found by me trawling ao3 or other things and being like ooo interesting)
First on the list absolutely has to be Lies in the guise of truth by Jeanemon, this is a super soft Toshinko fic that features Baby Izuku, Toshinori taking the Clark Kent approach to All Might having a secret identity, and the best Hisashi Midoriya ever of all time, we stan 'Amicable Exes who stayed best friends after the divorce'. It's soft, it's sweet, Inko is Amazing TM (but we all know that), and the ensemble cast is fantastic too, this fic has ruined me for all Edgeshot characterisation forevermore.
Next is another bnha fic, The Chronicles of a Cuddlebug by Varmint. This fic is SO. FUCKING. CUTE. Shouji is my fucking son (he's the youngest! he is the youngest of the class!! child!!! babey!!!!) and this fic is basically just Shouji Appreciation. He gets lots of hugs and he deserves them all.
I've currently been on a bnha kick for fics so there's a lot but I'll keep this list down and add one last one: between the lines (it was there the whole time) by placesinfive which is just. Eri bonds with everyone in Class 1-A and it is adorable and she gets all the love, and affection, and friendship, and I will DIE for this fic, and especally this Sero, because I love Sero, and he's great in this. (and Mineta does not exist in it which is icing on the goddamn cake)
Now: there are some rwby fics that I also adore, I would like to give a huge shoutout to @jadekitty777 who has written just. So many good fics, but two of my absolute favourites have to be Spinning Sunshine Into Straw, a heartwrenching look at Taiyang in the aftermath of Summer's death, trying to raise Yang and Ruby, keep things together, and an introspective look at depression that has all of the nuance that the show lacks. The other is The Hero's Road, which is a fantastic lil exploration of Oscar, Ozpin, and Ozma, and god. I wish that this was canon. It is just. So much better than everything the show did to the Ozs, and Jade gives them all their own individual character POVs and it's great.
Then there is an absolutely hilarious fic by Tazii, the aptly named Out Of The Frying Pan Into The Fire, written for Nuts & Volts week and can be accurately summed up from it's simplistic summary: Arthur cooks an egg. I will say no more on the matter.
If we leave RWBY behind, we move to the absolute masterpiece that is Infinite Coffee and Protection Detail, a monster of an AU by owlet which is all about Bucky Barnes and it's funny, it's got angst, it's cute, Bucky's inner monologue is delightful, the tag 'Everyone has their sassy pants on' exists for a good reason, and I just love this fic.
Then finally, I will throw you all a wildcard with Lucky Number Thirteen, a fic written by Das Mervin of Das Sporking that is a Fifty Shades of Grey fix-it, almost, in which Mervin has through sheer fucking TALENT managed to not only make Ana's inner monologue bearable while staying in character, but also contains: Christian Grey being the abusive creep he is, discussion of actual BDSM and how E.L. James does not stack up, and a really fun OC that bounces off Ana really well. (this fic discusses nsfw topics so uh. take it how you will)
and those are some of my go-to comfort fics!!
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sunmoonandeddie · 4 years
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miss twenty something - july 27th, 2020
pairing: modern!bucky barnes x reader
word count: 64
summary: You’ve got a birthday resolution.  To write in your journal every day for a year.  Yeah, we’ll see how well that goes.
chapter warnings: Calorie counting
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a/n:  I spent all day working again today, but I had a really, really good burrito for lunch so at least there’s that.
July 27th, 2020
Dear Someone,
I fainted today.  Proper fainted.  I’m lucky I was just at home, but I’m going to need to up my calorie count for a few days at least.
1 cup cottage cheese - 222
2 tbsp peanut butter - 188
2 tbsp grape jelly - 100
1 piece bread - 79
12 oz black coffee - 4
2 tbsp coffee creamer - 70
Total: 663
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utouchmycookie · 3 years
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Zany to the Max
By utouchmycookie on AO3
Weird madness by me that I should have spent writing Chapter Four of Open Your Eyes instead.
Once upon a time, the Board of Disney sat around a table and got angry. Disney owned practically everything. Between the Princesses and Mickey Mouse Clubhouse and a whole slew of Disney Pixar movies, children and parents and little kids who wouldn't let childhood dreams go were theirs. Marvel and Star Wars kept their fingers snared into action lovers and nerds, but they were still missing something...
Mickey Mouse had never been they type to pull off slapstick humor the way others had. They'd tried, of course, with the likes of Pete the Dog. They'd tried with Popeye, too, but that just wasn't what families wanted from Disney. Still, Warner Bros kept alive by lording the power over characters with these ideas of funny - their Looney Toons and Roger Rabbit and Animaniacs... Disney had already claimed Fox and the disagreements with Sony were simple matters of publicity. The rights owners of Spider-Man had nothing when Ironman had revived him so well. Yet, Warner Bros dared to rub salt in the wound, and did it far more often than even Fox had, by playing off their characters and mocking them so blatantly! And that, they decided, meant they had to take a page out of the Warner Bros's book.
It wasn't a good time for a Looney Toon's Back in Action type movie, but they could reassign some characters. After all, they'd already moved the Mickey crew out of the classics and into a near permanent status as childrens' teachers with Mickey Mouse Clubhouse... Who was to say that the Marvel characters couldn't be realigned?
Every cartoon seems to have that Alice in Wonderland episode. You know the one. Animaniacs does it, Ouran High Host Club does it, Scooby Doo does it... There's also the Wizard of Oz episode.
Think of this like that, except it's Animaniacs.
Featuring the 1993-98 era of the show (not the 2020 reboot as I haven't seen it yet. Working in it, though), with
- The Warner Brothers (Team Red), Yakko (Deadpool), Wakko (Daredevil), and Warner Sister, Dot (Spider-Man), running amok and causing problems. CEO TP (Wilson Fisk) wants them caught, but try as they might, Dr. Scratchansniff (Foggy Nelson), Hello Nurse (Aunt May), and Ralph the Guard (Happy Hogan) can't catch them! And maybe they don't fully want to, either.
- Meanwhile, the Brain (Loki), is trying to take over the universe every night with the unhelpful aid of fellow lab mouse Pinky (Thor), who mostly wants to be a good friend.
- Throughout the city, a mafia called the Goodfeathers (Star Spangled Feathers) is hidden in plain sight. Squit (Sam), Bobby (Steve), and Pesto (Bucky) are working hard to keep the Godfeather (Natasha) happy. (Goodfeathers got its name from Natasha bc of Clint)
- Good ole Slappy the Squirrel (Peggy, Jessica) is retired and just wants her nephew (niece), Skippy (Sharon, Karen), to have a good life while bein' grouchy the entire time.
- Buttons (Lucky the Pizza Dog) is having the hardest time of his life by being the best dog a tot who wanders into danger constantly, Mindy (Kate), could have. Unluckily Lady (Eleanor Bishop) and Mr. Man (Derek Bishop) only ever see the aftermath and blame Buttons, all the while claiming to be the best parents around. (New character! Played by Clint Barton because I don't condone the treatment of Buttons or Mindy).
- Stray cat Rita (Carol Danvers) has made a fast companion out of doofus of a dog Runt (Nick Fury). This unlikely friendship is filled with a taste of finding family and wild adventures in the search for a forever home.
- And don't miss out on recurring appearances from Chicken Boo (Maria Hill, who was actually Soren the Skrull?!), Minerva Mink (Tony), Katie Kaboom (Pepper), the Hip Hippos Flavio and Marita (Bruce and Betty), Mr. Skullhead (the Punisher), and Colin (Darcy).
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Past Loves and Future Babies pt. 7
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“Good morning huckson.” 
Steve blinked owlishly standing in the doorway of the bedroom staring at Dixie. Seeing her awake before him was a sight he wasn’t quite used to. In Fact he wasn’t sure he had, in the almost three weeks of living together, seen her up before noon. Already wide awake and ready for the day, the perky girl was holding a mug of coffee in her hand with a huge smile on her face. 
“Where did you get that apron?” 
Dixie giggled twisting the frilly pink apron slightly. “Do I look like a little housewife because I’m getting those major June Cleaver vibes.” 
Chuckling Steve nodded even though -like most of her references- he had no idea what she was talking about. But her excitement was always infectious. Letting out a yawn he ran his fingers through his hair which only made his bed head worse. He reminded Dixie of the small dog, Beaver, she had as a child. The little dog’s ears used to fold over when he fell asleep on the couch only to wake up with a growl looking around as if ready to fight off the world. Poor little thing use to think he was a lot bigger than he really was. 
She had loved that dog 
 “What are you making?” Steve broke through Dixie’s daydream about her first cuddle buddy as he looked over her shoulder at the slightly smoking pan. White blobs that were darkening around the sides looked up at him. “It looks… interesting.”
“It’s supposed to be pancakes but… I may just see if I have better luck with cereal.” Dixie mumbled poking the centers of the cakes making them oze slightly. 
Grabbing two bowls Steve went for the cabinet that Dixie had stocked with all kinds of cereals. Each with its own colorful cartoon mascot on the front and prize inside. A week into moving in she had told him that she was an adult and was going to eat like one and then ordered a huge supply of every surgery cereal she could find. 
Not that Steve could complain, especially after she showed him the wonders of mixing cocoa pebbles into your ice cream. 
“So what’s the occasion for the cakes?” 
“I wanted to try something new,” Dixie mumbled, scraping the charred bits into the trash. “It’s been officially three weeks since I moved in and no fights.” 
“Has it only been three weeks?” 
“Feels like an eternity doesn’t it.” 
“In a good way.” 
“That’s sweet of you to say.” Dixie took her bowl of Lucky Charms, taking a bite before moving to a seat on the kitchen bar. “So what are Mr. America’s plans for today?” 
And their morning started. Each of them making plans over rainbow marshmallows. Helping each other grab water and napkins while moving around the kitchen. Both of them being super domestic 
Steve didn’t even realize how much he had settled into their routine until he was handing Dixie her yoga mat on his way out for his run with Bucky and Sam. Her face lighting up as he mentioned maybe taking her to the beach over the weekend sometime since she had been saying she had wanted to go. 
As he ran laps with Bucky and Sam he knew what he had to do. What Dixie deserved to know. 
Because she was right, they were a team. 
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Having book time with Wanda had become a thing. Dixie had never been a tea and book girl, more of a “let’s go hang out at the mall and talk about boys” kind of kid growing up, but there was something about reading it with someone else that… gave it all a new perspective.  Plus she didn’t know how Wanda did it but that girl made amazing tea. And sometimes there would even be baked goods to go along with the warm drinks.
And if there was one thing Dixie loved, it was baked goods. 
She was turning into a regular little Hallmark girl. 
Although she continued to stick to the small collection of trashy books that had been hidden in the corner of the beautiful library.  
“I got you something,” Wanda said as they both sat down next to a spread of tea and scones. 
“Aww why?” 
“Well you were almost done with your book.” handing Dixie a box Wanda shrugged. “I was picking up some other books from a local used book store and I saw them in a dollar bin and couldn’t resist.”
“Are these?” 
“Yep, amazing painted covers and everything.”
“Look at that hair.” Dixie giggled running her finger over the worn frayed paper cover. The man that held the beautiful buxom woman had the most beautiful hair. Honestly, Dixie was jealous. What shampoo did he wear? 
“I am so excited to read these! Thank you so much.” 
“Thank you for keeping me company.” Wanda said playing with the hem of her shirt. “It gets kind of… lonely here sometimes.”
Dixie felt a pang of guilt in her stomach. She always seemed to feel sorry for herself and how she felt out of place and alone here but she never really stopped to consider how the other heroes lived. What they had gone through, what trials they had had to face in their lives that brought them here. 
It was probably something way more fun than a time magician telling you your future child to save the world. 
Growing up, for whatever reason, Dixie had always had a hard time making and keeping friends. The fact that Wanda had come to her and took the time to make her feel at home really meant something. 
From her morning with Steve to this afternoon with Wanda Dixie was starting to feel like maybe… 
Maybe she belonged. 
Or at least fit in for now. 
It was good not to be hated by your roomates. 
“Well cheers.” Dixie said, holding up her cup of tea, “to keep each other company and hair goals.” 
Wanda giggled holding up her glass clinking the porcelain together. “I can’t wait  for you to explain the plot to me in great detail.” 
“Oh you know I will.” 
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“So you’ll never guess what happened… what’s up?” Dixie froze in the doorway of their apartment, the box of books in hand. Steve looked up from the couch where he was pensively sitting. Something about the way his blue eyes looked up at her through dark lashes told her he was about to say something she wasn’t going to enjoy hearing. Her stomach lurched slightly feeling sick. For a moment she wanted to run. 
So much for fitting in. 
“I… I want to tell you about something… or someone.” 
“Ok” slowly she took a seat next to him, pulling her legs up underneath her. Calm down Dixie, he’s not upset with you. This is good, he’s opening up more. Taking a few calming breaths she tried to calm her heart. Tried to keep her mouth busy taking in air and not blabbering out her nerves. 
They both sat in silence for a moment. It stretched across them filling the room. Sticky and sour Dixie wanted to open a window, or jump out of it. 
 “Do you remember how I was saying that I wasn’t going to be around?” 
“Yeah?” 
“Well there was… someone.” he paused fumbling with a small folder he had been holding, “I… she… I had the chance to go back but.” pulling out a small photo he handed it to her, “It was too late, she had moved on.” 
Dixie took the black and whtie image, a beautiful dark haired woman smiled sassily up at her. 
 “Well fuck Steve, she’s georges. I would leave everyone for her too” Dixie said looking over the image. 
“You’re beautiful too” Steve rushed to say, making Dixie wince slightly waving away his protests about their looks. 
“I mean I know that but… like look at her.” Dixie held up the image of Peggy to her own face. “You can’t even compare us.” 
“Yeah I guess.” 
Dixie hadn’t really been that into history (or school) so she didn’t know much about the Howling Commandos. And after she had to go move in with their leader she had decided not to do any googling beforehand. 
Better to keep your expectations and knowledge low. 
“But It’s ok whatever you want to talk about, it’s ok.” Gently Dixie took his hand putting the photo on the coffee table. It was moments like these she wasn’t that good at. The sad ones. The ones where someone was trying to work through their emotions. “What happened?” 
“I wouldn't even know where to start.” 
“It doesn’t matter, go all over the place. I’ve seen Inception I can keep up” 
He was right, there was so much. Peggy had been more than just who he had been before but she was also where he came from. Like Bucky, in many ways Peggy was what made Steve Rogers Captain America. 
She was etched in his very being, written into his DNA. 
They ended up talking for hours moving from the couch to take a walk around the compound until late into the evening. 
Dixie had never assumed that Steve and her would work out. From the moment they had met. Yet they were fated to have a child together in whatever timeline mambo jumbo the gold ol’ Doc Strange had come from. But having a child didn’t mean anything. It could have been a one night stand, or a horrible ending relationship.
Or maybe Dixie was a different person then. 
Or maybe Steve was. 
So Dixie had decided before she got into that cab that no matter what she would keep this professional. That she would not feel anything romantic, she couldn’t let disappointment or that kind of hurt back into her life.
But under the stars listening to this man retell his heartbreak she couldn’t help but wish she could take it back. There was something tragically romantic about letting yourself love that way. 
Maybe she had been reading too many romantic stories. 
“You know, honestly, I’m envious.” 
“You’re envious of my broken heart?” Steve asked 
“No, I just. I never let myself feel that way. Pulling her legs up to her chest Dixie looked up at the inky black sky. 
“It’s not about letting yourself, when it’s right… when you find that person you’ll understand.” 
“I won’t” she whispered so softly picking at the grass at her feet. The words slipping from her lips before she even meant to say them aloud. Steve wasn’t even sure he heard it. Turning he looked at her as she threw the blades into the endless sea of green they were sitting in. .
“What?” 
“Huh?” she blinked turning to him, her eyes wide, lips pursed. Looking like a child who had just been caught saying a bad word. 
“What did you say?” 
“I didn’t say anything.” 
He wasn’t going to push it. She had given him time to tell her about his secrets and he would just have a wait for her to tell him his. 
“You know” she said, pulling him back to them sitting there. To the night of stories and screits. “our kids are going to be adorable. I hope they has your eyes.” 
Something about the sight of her. Curled up next to him with her arms wrapped around her knees pulling them close to her. The way the sky was so filled with stars, the silver moon giving the only light around them. Steve felt a warmth spread about them, even with the cool night air.  “I hope they have your sense of humor.” 
Leaned forward he kissed her. Enjoying her taste, the way she seemed to melt into him. Her body so soft and delicate. 
“Oh but not my amazing looks?” she asked as he pulled away. That large smile on her face, eyes bright. Steve felt his heart skip slightly. She was so adorable in such unexpected ways.  
“Those too.” 
“No, you can’t take it back” she giggled grabbing his hand pulling him up. He watched her as she struggled to pull his large body up.  
“What?” 
“Dance with me.” 
“There is no music.” he laughed getting up. 
“So?” She shrugged before starting to hum softly. He wrapped his arms around her enjoying the feeling of her small curvy body pulled up to his. 
“I’m glad it’s you.” 
Dixie paused looking up at him, blinking rapidly, “What?” 
“I’m just” he sighed, kissing her forehead, “I'm glad.”
“If you had to heal from a soulmate level heartbreak it was with me?” 
“I didn’t…” 
“No, I… that’s a huge compliment. Thank you Steve.” 
“Our child will be lucky to have you as a mother.” 
As they slowly swayed under the night sky Dixie couldn’t help but get swept up in the moment. That feeling a stability that she got when she was in his arms. That feeling of truly having a place to belong. A life that wasn’t just one day to the next. 
In his arms she  had to remind herself that nothing had changed. That he wasn’t hers and that she was a woman outside of this that she could never run from. 
But in his arms it was hard to keep herself focused.
And that scared the shit out of her. 
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dani-luminae · 4 years
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New try! Lia in Once Upon a Time, Zeraphina in Harry Potter
Lia in Once Upon a Time:
I don’t have an exact time (season, etc.) when this is set, but Lia and her parents drive into town one day, to the expected suspicion of Storybrooke (because naturally whenever someone/something new comes into Storybrooke it’s always trouble)
Jim quickly gets a job as a mechanic’s assistant and is really good with machines, while Ayesha takes a job in the library I imagine, leaving Lia free to wander the town.
Eventually it emerges that Jim Hawkins is in fact one and the same as his counterpart from Treasure Planet, and that magic, combined with steampunk-esque tech, can do some very bizarre things. This probably leads to the antagonist of this little adventure: Nathanial Flint has somehow returned, but so has Silver.
Jim, Ayesha, Lia, Silver, and the people of Storybrooke somehow team up to stop Flint and his diabolical plans, which they do.
All throughout this adventure, Lia continues to cross paths with Ben, who in this world is probably a descendant of the Blue Fairy somehow or Ivo from Oz, and the two of them get along. Lia promises to write to him and send him messages before she and her parents leave town at the end of the adventure.
(This made no sense, but then again, neither did OUAT after season 3.)
Zeraphina in Harry Potter:
A half-blood (Muggle father who abandoned her and her pureblood witch mother) and a Slytherin, but not into the whole blood purity thing and often threatens to hex her more prejudiced class- and house-mates. They learn not to cross her.
Her wand: 12 and 3/4 inches, maple wood, unicorn tail hair core. She’s best at Charms and Defense Against the Dark Arts, and a Beater on the Slytherin Quidditch team.
Her boggart is an Inferi (a dead body enchanted to come back to life kinda like a Zombie). Her Patronus is a dog (a small Chihuahua to be exact - like Lucky.) The three smells that attract her (as proven by the potion Amortentia) are cupcakes, fresh-cut grass, and the cold crisp smell of snow.
She’s friends with Harry, Ron, and Hermione, and despises Draco Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle.
I don’t see her having a love interest here, at least not at Hogwarts. I imagine maybe Bucky’s a Muggle boy in her neighborhood where she lives with her mother. Though Suzanne and Zeraphina are decidedly the “weirdos” of the neighborhood, they’re not actually all that excluded from things like events and such, so Zeraphina is a bit more social in this version of her.
This was fun! You’re welcome to send any more you’d like.
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avengerscompound · 5 years
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Birthday Wish
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Birthday Wish: A Captain America Fanfic
Buy me a ☕ Character Pairing:  Steve Rogers x F!Reader
Word Count:  1236
Warnings:  PTSD, but mostly it’s just fluff
Synopsis: Steve isn’t having a great birthday until he comes home to you.
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Birthday Wish
Steve slumped through the door.  Today had been awful.  More than he had predicted and he’d set himself up for the fact that it was going to be bad.  It started well.  Waking in your arms, the slow lovemaking.  The shower together.  The resistance to leaving and the promise that he could shirk of his duty and just stay in bed.  That you’d make it worth his while.
As much as he had wanted to spend his birthday just with you he knew he couldn’t.  His birthday had stopped being about him the moment he took the super serum and put on that ridiculous red, white and blue suit complete with booty shorts over tights.  He had a duty, and if this made people happy he’d do it.
Not all of it was terrible really.  Getting up to find Bucky and Sam had made him breakfast was nice.  The fact that the others had come to join him for it was touching too.  Though by the 18th joke about his age he was more than a little over it.
The parade was too much.  Way too much.  It was too loud.  The screaming of the crowds managed to hit that exact spot that he was taken right back to the ISO tour and feeling like a dancing monkey.  Plastering that fake smile on his face as he waved to the crowd made his stomach knot and it felt like he had a heavy weight pressing down inside him.
He actually quite enjoyed talking to veterans.  He would have enjoyed it much more if he’d actually been able to spend the time to talk to them properly.  Share some stories.  Maybe a drink.  Make some meaningful connection with them as human beings and not just pause briefly to say a few words before he was ushered onto the next person.
Then there was the whole ceremony thing.  Sitting on stage while people he didn’t know gave speeches.  More jokes about his age.  Some kind of plaque.  A god damn statue that was being placed in Brooklyn like that was ever what he fucking wanted in his life.  He gave a speech.  Thanked people in false words.  Spoke about Nazis and the state of the country.  Not that anyone even listened anymore.  He shook hands with way too many people.  To the point that it started to feel like it wasn’t even him doing it.  Each time the men squeezed his hand hard like they were trying to assert their strength on him.  He understood.  He’d been the little guy once too.
Then it was a party.  Thrown by Tony of course.  He tried to relax and enjoy himself but drinking did nothing and the room was full of strangers still, most of them wanting their own piece of him.  His friends had tried to help.  Pulling him out of long awkward conversations.  Getting him to play pool.  It still wasn’t what he wanted.  He just wanted it to be small.  Dinner and cake and maybe only one or two mentions of how he’s a hundred and then everyone moving on from that particular joke.
There were more speeches.  A giant cake in the shape of his shield with layers inside of red, white and blue cake because of course, that was all there was to Steve Rogers.  The American flag and a shield.  Then the fireworks had started.
That was when he’d excused himself.  It was one thing to have to pretend to be having fun when he wasn’t.  It was a totally another thing to pretend that he wasn’t hearing gunfire and mortar shells exploding with each flash of color.
They were still going off now and he set his jaw, trying to just make it to his room so he could bury himself under his pillow.  When he opened the door he had not been prepared to find a blanket fort set up around his bed.  He chuckled and felt himself relax just a little.  The tightness in his jaw released as he laughed and he felt his shoulders loosen and drop just a little.
He could see light radiating through the blankets from fairy lights and he approached the bed and popped his head in.  You were lying on your stomach watching a movie on the TV that you had encompassed into the fort  Piles of pillows were stacked all around you and you had a plush blanket draped over your body.  You looked up at him and grinned up at him.  “What’s going on in here?”  He asked.
“Thought you might be a little done with the festivities.  Made you a place to hide.”  You said.  “Can’t tell there are fireworks in here.”
He climbed in with you, already feeling light.  There was a tightness in his chest and all he could think was how lucky he had been when you came into his life.  “What are you watching?”  He asked.
“Wizard of Oz.”  You answered sitting up cross-legged.  “Want me to start it over?”
He shook his head.  “No, it’s okay.  That’s an oldie.  One of my favorites.”
“Yeah.  I know.  I guess I have a thing for classics.”  You say and lean in against him.
“That’s the one you get.”  He said kissing you on top of the head.
“Been getting a lot, my love?”  You asked looking up at him.
“Just a bit.  You could say that.”  He replied.
You sat up and scrambled to the edge of the bed and when you returned you had a cupcake with a single candle on it and a lighter.  The cake was chocolate and had bright yellow frosting on top.  You lit the candle and held the cake up to him.  “Happy birthday, Steve.”
“The frosting is yellow.”  He said.
“Mmm…”  You hummed.  “Thought you might have gotten sick of red, white and blue.”
He smiled and cupped your jaw for a moment looking deep into your eyes as he ran his thumb over your cheek.  “I love you so much, you know?”
“I know.  I love you too.  Now blow out the candle and make a wish.”  You answered.
He took a deep breath in and blew, the candle flickered and winked out.  You took the candle out and tossed it in the trash before lifting the cake to Steve’s mouth.  “What did you wish for?”  You asked as he took a bite.
He chewed and swallowed, sucking on his lip to clean the sugary frosting off.  “I didn’t.  I’ve got everything I want right here.”
“That is so sappy.  I can’t even.”  You said and smashed the cake into his face.
“Oh, now you’re in for it.”  He said, grabbing your hips and flipping you onto your back.  You squealed and kicked your legs as he tickled your sides.  Slowly he stopped looking down at you.  You gazed back up at him and bit your bottom lip.  “What is it?”  He asked.
“Nothing.  Just thinking about how much I love you.”  You answered.  “And also you have some frosting, right…”  You brought your lips to his and kissing him deeply, your hands running up over the muscles of his back.  He pressed his weight down against yours and hummed contentedly against your lips.  You pulled back gently and smiled up at him again, ruffling his hair.  “Happy Birthday, Steve.”
He kissed you again and realized maybe it was after all.
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scruffandyarn · 4 years
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***Any and all constructive feedback is greatly appreciated and encouraged.***
NOTE: Not everything I write has adult content, but I do my best to tag things as smut if there is sex in it, so anything with *smut next to it is NOT FOR ANYONE UNDER THE AGE OF 18.  Other content tags are on the posts themselves.
***Also, I do my best to be inclusive.  It’s xReader, not xOC.  However, I am human, and so is anyone who may beta/edit for me.  If I miss something, I’m cool if you don’t want to read it because yeah, I fucked up, but also, I would greatly appreciate it if you would please let me know, so I can fix it.***
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That One Time Scruff Wrote an Avengers Fic (x reader) *masterlist The reader works as Pepper’s assistant and is introduced to Earth’s mightiest heroes.
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Take My Hand, I’ll Start My Journey (x reader) *masterlist When you get tired of moving along, there are hands for you to hold.
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The Guardian (x reader)  Contrary to what you’ve been raised to believe, there might be more to your life than just being a guard.
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Time To Kill (x reader) Dean likes a lot of things.  He even loves some things.  And to him, you just crossed a line.
Crumbles Into Nothing (x reader) *dark You’re being held and tortured by Dean.
A Journey of a Thousand Miles (x reader) Sequel to Crumbles into Nothing
Facing the Impossible (x reader) Sequel to A Journey of a Thousand Miles
What Will It Be? (x reader) *maybe dark…idk Death gives you an option.
Sam
Family Business (x reader) You and Sam aren’t related.  Not yet, anyway.
Early Morning Blues and Greens (x reader) Sam owes you for this.  Big time.
Just a Dream (x reader) *dark Lucifer haunts your dreams.
The Girl I Knew Somewhere (x reader) You have future plans.  With Sam.  Too bad life gets in the way.
What Am I Doing Hangin’ ‘Round? (x reader) Sequel to The Girl I Knew Somewhere
Shades of Gray (x reader) *dark Sequel to What Am I Doing Hangin’ ‘Round?
I’ll Spend My Life With You (x reader) Sequel to Shades of Gray
Can You Dig It? (x reader) *dark-ish Sequel to I’ll Spend My Life With You
Cas
At Least We Didn’t Fly (x reader) Motion sickness is awful.
Our Little Angel (x reader) How did you get so lucky?
These are the Moments (x reader) It’s the little moments with Cas that make everything worthwhile.
In the End (x reader) How will seeing end!verse Cas affect you?
Feeling Unpretty (x reader) on AngelsXReader Sometimes you just want to feel pretty.
Accepted Offer (x reader) on AngelsXReader Helping Cas get ready for a date isn’t fun when he isn’t dating you.
Bad Timing (x reader) on AngelsXReader Could Dean have picked a worse time for this confession?
The Problem with Old Buildings (x reader) on AngelsXReader Claustrophobia rears its ugly head.
Sex Ed (x reader) on AngelsXReader *smut The Wizard of Oz may never be the same for you again.
Gabriel
Prophet of the Lord (x reader) *masterlist You are the new prophet.  That means you get your own guardian archangel.  Goody.
Being Helpful    on AngelsXReader For a friend who was having a rough time.
Heartbreak and Healing (x reader) on AngelsXReader (very angsty) The worst happens while Gabriel is away.
Beautiful (x reader) on AngelsXReader He finds you beautiful, no matter what.
Here Goes Nothing (x reader) on AngelsXReader *smut (at the end—it’s marked, if you’d like to avoid it) Flirting is weird.  Especially when the timing is horrible.
Yours and Mine (x reader) on AngelsXReader *smut (at the end—it’s marked, if you’d like to avoid it) Gabriel gets you in a way no one else can.  It doesn’t hurt that he’s the only one who can hear you.
Get Lucky (x reader) on AngelsXReader Strip poker with the boys.
Blueberry Pancakes (x reader) on AngelsXReader Lazy mornings are fun.
The Sweetest Thing (x reader) on AngelsXReader Giving up sweets is hard.  But fortunately, you married something sweeter than candy.
It’s All About Family (x reader) on AngelsXReader Gabriel tries to get you into the Christmas spirit.
What a Beautiful Day (x reader) on AngelsXReader The roller coaster ride that is your life, thankfully, with an archangel at your side.
Sugar (x reader) on AngelsXReader  *smut Nothing wrong with something sweet.
Sacrifice (x reader) on AngelsXReader Not even Death can keep you apart.
Come Prepared (x reader) on AngelsXReader Nothing’s taking your angel away from you again.
Castle in the Sky (x reader) on AngelsXReader Gabriel wants to give you a break from the hunting life.
Don’t Walk Away (x reader) on AngelsXReader *smut Someone has a confession to make.
Taking Care (x reader) on AngelsXReader *smut Needing a little TLC after a hunt.
Steady (x reader) on AngelsXReader How are things supposed to be OK?
Gonna Have a Party (x reader) on AngelsXReader Stress is getting to you.  Gabriel helps.
Overcoming Fear (x reader) on AngelsXReader Your angelic boyfriend helps you face what scares you, trickster-style.
Balthazar
Over the Edge (x reader) on AngelsXReader Maybe a little ménage-à-deux?
Tangled Webs (x reader) on AngelsXReader Angel blades don’t belong with humans.
Angel Riding Shotgun (x reader) on AngelsXReader *smut You have to fall before you can fly.
Falling Again (x reader) on AngelsXReader *smut You have a connection with an angel.
Gadreel
What’s in a Name (x reader) on AngelsXReader Tending bar, waiting tables…you know, the not-so-family-oriented business.
Territorial (x reader) on AngelsXReader Congrats!  You’re not a fire hydrant!
First Things First (x reader) on AngelsXReader Gadreel’s been snooping, much to your chagrin.
Michael
A Little Courage (x reader) on AngelsXReader It’s the end of times.  Prophecies have to be fulfilled.  Or do they?
And a Fish for Luck (x reader) on AngelsXReader Michael helps you get ready for New Years.
Between Duty and Desire (x reader) on AngelsXReader (with Mira) AU. You’re supposed to marry Michael.  Only trouble is, you’ve never met him.
Being Human (x reader) on AngelsXReader It’s up to you to help the former archangel.
Lucifer
Dance with Me? (x reader) on AngelsXReader The devil doesn’t deal in souls.
Ever the Same (x hellhound!reader) on AngelsXReader What happens when Crowley turns you human?
Saving Grace (x reader) on AngelsXReader (with Luc) Stumbling across Lucifer changed your life forever.
Naomi
Playing with Fire (x reader) on AngelsXReader Feelings can be pesky little fuckers.
Samandriel
Proper Etiquette (x reader) on AngelsXReader What is the matter with Heaven’s most adorable angel?
Ana
Your Place or Mine (x reader) on AngelsXReader *smut AU.  You’re ready to take that next step.
Ships
Destiel
Okey-Dokey Horses are alright.  At a distance.
Sabriel
Names on the Wall Gabriel gets under Sam’s skin.
Everything Sam is his everything.
Just the Way You Are *smut Don’t change a thing.
Shirts and Ties *smut Gabriel didn’t realize just how good Sam would look in his shirt.
Family Dinner *implied smut (but no real smut) Awkward family dinners are gonna be the death of Sam.
Pass the Salad Who you calling Daddy?
Rabbit Season Sam has to have his gallbladder removed.  Thankfully, he’s got a ride home.
Forget Me Not  How in the world did we both manage to pick the same bank to rob on the same night?
Special Delivery Sam has a special order he needs and Gabriel is the only one who can deliver.
Other
Christmas Magic (super fluffy) Based on the prompt: Claire celebrating Christmas in the bunker with Cas and the boys.
Christmas Spirits (x reader) on AngelsXReader Maybe alcohol and you don’t mix.
What Love Isn’t (x reader) on AngelsXReader Cas and Lucifer ask you to decide, except, you screwed up.
Better Than (x reader) *smut You and Gabriel are in a d/s relationship.  Balthazar joins you for some fun.
Death Toll (x reader) My take on how the series could end.
Drabbles!!! You can find all the drabbles I’ve written for this blog (there’s also some on the AngelsXReader blog as well)
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I was tagged by wonderful @banashee to do this 💚💚💚 thanks!!! Though I've got to warn everyone: you'll notice I can't decide at all...
🌿 Fav comfort food: probably Oreos or any kind of biscuits, or chocolate and also spaguetti, the thing about absorbing them is so calming😅
🌻 Fav alcohol or hot drink: I don't drink any alcohol, so I'm gonna go for hot drink hehe. That would be coffee, specially capuccino, but hot chocolate also does the trick😜
🌸 Fav fluff fic: Well, I also gotta name more than one. Honestly, it's like choosing between mum and dad!!😂
"Staying Still" by @scrumptious-delusion - Pietro Maximoff × female reader
"Third Time Lucky" by @browngirlmagic - Bucky Barnes × reader
"Take Me Higher" by @teamcap4bucky - Sam Wilson × reader
"Birthday Kisses" by @sarahwroteathing - Bucky × reader
"Hello Kisses" by @samingtonwilson - Sam Wilson × reader
"Pizza Delivery" by @captainrogerss - Sam Wilson × reader
"Cookies, Sleepy" by @sarahwroteathing - it's actually a Clint Barton Christmas drabble, but it's so cute!
🌷 Fav relaxing activity: reading, karaoke, watching films and writing.
🌼 Fav calming scent: grass, wind, book and wood.
🌺 Fav uplifting song: "Don't Rain on My Parade" by Lea Michele's Rachel Berry ⭐
🌵 Fav white noise: river flowing...
🍄 Fav book: "Misterioso asesinato en Oz" by Carmen Pacheco, "The Book Thief" by Markus Zusak, "To Kill a Mockingbird" by Harper Lee, "Peter Pan and Wendy" by JM Barrie and "Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban" by JKR.
💐 Fav chill out TV-show: either Glee, Agent Carter, Brooklyn Nine-Nine or The Ellen DeGeneres Show.
🌹 Best advice you've ever gotten: oohhh this one's hard to think about... probably "If you don't know what you want, decide what you don't want first".
I'm tagging @browngirlmagic @sodifferentinmyhead @scrumptious-delusion @teamcap4bucky , it's okay if you don't wanna do it!
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Winter and Summer: a Bucky Barnes Love Story part. 3
A/N: This was supposed to be post on Bucky’s birthday which was March 10th but I gotten busy so here it is.
Summary: After almost being attacked on their way to a picnic in the park lunch date, Bucky finds out the truth about who Rosalie truly is to him. Bucky goes to comfort Rosalie telling her that he still remembered how scared she was and what he did to make her feel safe when they were HYDRA’s prisoners.
Setting: Post Endgame
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Original Female Character
Warnings: None
Word count: 1328
Part. 3:
It has been a few more weeks since Bucky and I confessed our feelings. Bucky asked me out to go on a lunch date to see how our relationship will go and I gladly accepted. I was in my office filing Sam's visit in his file when there was a knock on my door.
"Hey Rose,  are you ready for our lunch date?" said Bucky
"Yeah, let me grab my purse and we'll be good to go."
"I hope you like motorcycles cause,  I'm thinking about having a picnic at the park." said Bucky
"You're lucky that I do like motorcycles as well as picnics in the park."
"That's good." said Bucky
"I just need to stop by my room and grab my motorcycle jacket."
As Bucky and I were walking back to my room to grab my motorcycle jacket, I noticed that Bucky was needing a hair cut soon. When we got to my room, I grabbed my leather jacket and slipped on my favorite pair of boots that I wear when I’m on my motorcycle. I seen that Bucky was looking at me with his mouth open slightly in shock.
“You look amazing, Rose.” Said Bucky
“Thanks, Bucky.”
Bucky and I left my room to head out on our lunch date. As we were heading to the garage, Bucky started to get tense. I went to put my hand on his good arm when he quickly pulled me close to him and used his metal arm to block the bullets. With how he was protecting me made me realize that it was HYDRA coming after me again. I started to have a panic attack and pressed the special button on my necklace to let Natasha and the team know that we need help. Natasha got the message and had the team there to help us. Bucky had me go to Natasha so she can get me to safety. Once Natasha got me back inside to medical, I had a hard time catching my breath. The doctors had to put me on Oxygen so I can be stable enough for them to check me out. I was by myself in the medical room I was in when I realized that tomorrow was Bucky’s birthday.
“So much for wanting to go birthday shopping for Bucky.”
“I don’t want anything for my birthday. I just want to make sure you are okay.” Said Bucky as he walked into the room
“I’m fine for the most part. It’s just the memories came back. I got scared that HYDRA was after me again.”
“Hey, I won’t let that happen okay. How about for my birthday we hang out in either your room or my room, eat some sweet snacks, and watch The Wizard of Oz.” Said Bucky
“I can bake some cookies or what your favorite sweet treat is.”
“I like home made chocolate chip cookies.” Said Bucky
“I can make those.”
“Oh, good you’re feeling better.” Said Bruce
“Just a panic attack. No big deal really but, if it worries everyone so much then I’ll take it easy.”
“Please but, I think I need to talk to Pepper and Director Fury about having Rose and I share a room.” Said Bucky
“I think that would be a good idea. So, Bruce when can I leave medical?”
“Right now, actually.” Said Bruce
“Good cause I want to go to the kitchen and bake me about 3 dozen chocolate chip cookies for mine and Bucky’s movie date night tomorrow.”
“Have Wanda with you to watch you just in case you have another panic attack.” Said Bucky
“I will and I’ll even make you a cup of my homemade hot chocolate.”
Bucky helped me off the medical bed and walked with me to the kitchen in the commons area where Wanda, Natasha, Pepper, and little Morgan were in making lunch. Bucky sat me down in a chair at the table and went to get me something to eat. Pepper came up to me with a cup of lemon lime soda for me to drink.
“How are you feeling Rosalie?” Said Pepper
“Better actually. I have a question? Could you order me these items and have them delivered? It’s for Bucky’s birthday tomorrow and I want it to be special for him.”
“Of course, Rose. I’ll have them here before tonight.” Said Pepper as she looked at the list, I gave her
“Thank you. Could you put those items in my room when they get here?”
“Of course, Rosalie.” Said Pepper
When Pepper left to get the things, I wanted to get for Bucky’s birthday ordered for me, Bucky sat down next to me. He placed a bowl of soup down in front of me to eat since I was still in shock from everything.
“Wanda thought this will make you feel better. She said that before you were taken by HYDRA, you liked chicken noodle soup as a kid.” Said Bucky
“Did you grab some Saltine Crackers?”
“Yes, I did. Rosalie, you don’t have to tell me right now, but I want to know who tried to rape you before Wanda’s brother saved you.” Said Bucky
“I’ll tell you when we’re alone.”
“Rose, if you want me to, I can tell Bucky.” Said Wanda
“Please. The memories still haunt me.”
“The person who tried to rape Rosalie was Brock Rumlow. You might have known him when you were with HYDRA. Rosalie was supposed to be a female version of the winter soldier, but she was transferred to the base where my brother and I were. We were relieved that she was still alive, but the first night she was there he went into her cell and tried to rape her. She screamed for help from my brother since he was fast as well as from another person.” Said Wanda
“Who was the other person she was calling out for?” Said Bucky
“Someone I once knew as Winter.”
I looked up at Bucky to see that his eyes went wide from shock. I couldn’t handle how he would react, so I stood up quickly and ran to my room. I got to my room and threw myself onto my bed holding a pillow trying to hide the tears. I should be glad that I was reunited with him after what he did when someone at the HYDRA base that he was at tried to rape me, but he would be crushed if he found out that I was supposed to be his “toy” for when he needed to blow off some sexual frustration. I heard my door open and felt my bed drip a little from extra weight. I looked over my shoulder to see Bucky with concern in his eyes.
“I remember meeting you when I was The Winter Soldier. You were in my cell in nothing but a pair of black lacy underwear with matching bra. I knew what they wanted me to do to you, but I couldn’t do that to you. You were so scared and so innocent that I wanted to destroy HYDRA for what they put you through. I know I use to just hold you to let you know that you were safe around me. I’m just disappointed that I didn’t recognize you sooner.” Said Bucky
“Do you remember what you use to call me when we really started to get close?”
“My Winter Rose.” Said Bucky
“God, just hearing you say it in Russian makes me want to jump your bones, but I want to take this slow.”
“How about we just watch a movie and cuddle until one of us falls asleep?” Said Bucky
“I would like that.”
Bucky picked out a movie for us to watch and we cuddled while we watched the movie. Halfway through the movie I fell asleep on Bucky’s chest. Bucky just held me in his arms and fell asleep. It feels good to be back with my Winter Soldier.
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