I’m not planning on going anywhere, but in case this new bullshit Tumblr’s come up with hits my blog, you can find me other places. Some of these are not up to date, because I was mainly posting my stuff here. I’m going to be working on moving my writing, but I can’t make any promises. (And honestly, thanks for nothing really, @staff. Fixing stuff that’s not broken AGAIN and doing it in such a crappy, hateful, misoginistic way.) Anyway, I’m on:
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And I’m working on getting Wattpad, hopefully under the same name.
STAR. WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK IS THIS?! OH MY GOD I’M JUST … NO MA’AM. YOU COME BACK HERE RIGHT NOW AND FIX THIS. (Also, I love you so much and this story is fucking incredible. So. Much. Action. I think I need to go read it again, just to make sure I got everything. Totally NOT just to reread that hot af scene at the end. Definitely not for that. Ahem.)
I’m sorry. I’m not here to take your call. If you have a complaint, please refer to the just made up rule book regarding the amount of feels you will receive once you become my friend and ask to be tagged. Once that is done, if you still have grievances, rest assured that you have my deepest sympathies.
TITLE: Dancing in the Dark WORD COUNT: 6110 WARNINGS: THIS IS AN AU; angst, emotional crap, sexual content, catch up with part 9 before this one to avoid spoilers, the big reveal (oh, make that two reveals)
You lifted your eyes from the test in your hand and looked at Bucky. He blinked, eyebrows raising as he waited for you to speak. You swallowed, looking back down at the test.
PAIRING: Steve Rogers x Female Reader WARNINGS: ANGST, secrets, flashbacks, violence, blood WORD COUNT: 9027 SQUARE FILLED: Rescue Mission AUTHOR’S NOTE: Part Two of my “When You Come Back to Me Again” Marvel Angst Bingo series. Catch up with the first part in the link below.
Steve sat at the table, staring towards the window, slowly moving the chair he was sitting in from side-to-side. Natasha was sitting on one side of him, Sam on the other. Wanda was across from them, and as usual, Vision was close by her. Tony was pacing in front of the room, and Natasha was watching him, waiting for the inevitable. Tony finally stopped, turning and laying his hands on the table across from Steve, speaking slowly and deliberately.
“What were you thinking?” “Tony…”
He ignored Natasha, throwing his hands out as he spoke.
“Thaddeus Ross’ daughter? And you—you didn’t think you needed to tell any of us?”
Steve lifted his head.
“Like you don’t have any secrets from the rest of us?”
Tony stopped at that, looking to Natasha. She raised her eyebrows and stared down at the tabletop. Tony huffed out a breath.
I…I literally don’t know how to process this….It hurts…but I’m like…God I dont know. I want more. I need more. I need to fully understand all of it in like a fifty part series.
Holy crap. First chapter and what a rollercoaster ride!!! I swear when Steve showed up I was like what in the fuck!? And then wait, she and Buck were gonna do some Romeo and Juliet thing…it’s Bucky’s baby?!? FREAKIN’ AWESOME!
I thought he just broke up with her and then BOOOM another wave of SADNESS. It was so good, I like making myself sad with angsty one shots and fics. Suffering ❤️ me
Um…excuse me…
He tried to do a whole murder-suicide thing on me?? Force me to drink poison?? NUH-UH!!!! Nope…I’d call the cops in a second on his ass…Steve…do whatever u want… What in the actual hell? There I was thinking it was a simple breakup cos we were too dependent on each other…and turns out he really tried to murder me…Smh…I just…Wow…this fic took an unexpected turn…but damn…I loved it! And now I’ve got Steve…while Bucky’s all alone…happy ending!!
You guys are awesome and I love you all. Thank you for reading One CallI know it hurt a lot, but you have to understand, I love to hurt you guys. I know, there’s something wrong with me.
As for a series… I don’t know yet. I’m not saying no, but I’m also not saying yes at this time.
WORD COUNT: 2302 WARNINGS FOR THE SERIES: THIS IS AN AU; unplanned pregnancy, language, angst, fluff, sexual content, medical descriptions/procedures, emotional crap, more warning may come as the series progresses.
Bucky was sitting at the kitchen counter, a bowl of cereal before him that he intermittently took bites from as he scrolled through his phone. A soft knock sounded at the door before it opened, and Bucky’s face broke into a smile when Steve walked in.
“Hey, Daddy.”
Steve rolled his eyes, setting his bag beside the door.
“Is she up?”
Bucky shook his head.
“Not yet. Any minute now.”
Steve nodded, pulling the bouquet of flowers from behind his back. Bucky took in a breath, mouth dropping open.
“They’re lovely! But darling, I didn’t get you anything.” “You’re so hilarious, you know that? You should quit your job and become a comedian. Oh, wait.”
Bucky narrowed his eyes before flipping Steve the bird.
“I’ll have you know that I’ve got a job this very afternoon.” “Clothed or unclothed?” “That was one time. Are you ever going to let it go?” “Nope.”
Bucky rolled his eyes and Steve put his hands on his hips. He lifted a hand to scratch at the back of his head and looked at his friend.
“Are the flowers too much?” “For a Friday morning? I’m not really the one to ask.”
Surprise! I just couldn’t wait any longer, so I’m posting this one ahead of schedule. (LOL @ me, trying to use a schedule.)
AUTHOR’S NOTE: Here is my entry for @captain-s-rogers Marvel/Friends Challenge! I chose episode 2 from season 8, “The One With the Red Sweater.” The goal was to use Marvel characters and change one thing, and I think I managed to accomplish that. (Well, kind of. It’s not EXACTLY like the show, but I think it still works.) WORD COUNT: 3618 WARNINGS FOR THE SERIES: THIS IS AN AU; unplanned pregnancy, language, angst, fluff, sexual content, emotional crap
Christine sat at the kitchen table, a mug of steaming coffee in her hand. Pepper stood at the sink, holding her own mug, and they both looked to the door as it opened. Bucky sauntered in, dropping his keys in his pocket, walking to the table and grabbing hold of the back of the chair across from Christine.
“I did it.”
Christine raised her eyebrows and Pepper lifted her mug closer to her face. Bucky glanced from one to the other, then spoke again.
“‘Did what,’ you may ask? I called the stripper. And guess the fuck what?”
Neither woman said a word and Bucky pulled the chair back, walking and sitting in it.
“That test ain’t hers. Which means I can breathe a sigh of relief, but I can also never go around strippers ever again!” “Oh, like you haven’t slept your way through NYC’s strippers anyway.”
Bucky pointed at Christine, who rolled her eyes and sipped her coffee. Pepper tilted her head to the side.
“Did you really think she was pregnant like ten minutes after you guys did it?” “I don’t know how those things work!”
Christine shook her head.
“Didn’t you pay attention in biology class?” “I slept through biology class. The kid behind me would kick my desk if I started to snore. Steve did my homework and I bullshitted my way through the tests.”
Pepper rolled her eyes and sighed.
“Well, we can all breathe a sigh of relief that the Barnes name will not be carried on, at least for now.” “Not that we know of, anyway.” “You hush your mouth.”
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