#authcrwriites

[bcbliophile]

@authcrwriites asked:

“Someone, somewhere has failed you miserably. You were supposed to be loved, protected and cared for but you never were.“ charlie novak for penelope!

Penelope knew he was right-- and yet his words still caught her off guard. No one had ever seen her like he saw her-- no one ever realized her pain before, or how alone she had been. Charlie saw it all though, some days she wondered if he could see into her very soul. She felt the tears roll down her face before she could stop them, years of pent up hurt and neglect weighed on her, a mother who didn't protect her like she did her sisters, friends who only cared for her when she was there to boost their confidence and listen to their problems a society that told her she was never going to be enough or worthy of love.

All of that pain and yet she still managed to smile her way through it, until she met Charlie and for the first time in her life she felt cared for, heard and cherished. "I'm sorry--" the redhead whispered brokenly, dabbing at her eyes, but the tears would not stop. "I'm sorry--" I'm not enough, that I'm not someone anyone could love, that you're wasting your kindness on me, for so many things.

[cxptisgone]

incoming transmission from: @authcrwriites message sent: 💋  -  a  starter  where  our  muses  have  to  kiss  to  maintain  their  cover. (from rey)

"I hope you had a reason for that."

Undercover work wasn't something he normally did. Given who he was and the fact that people tended to know about his status as Captain America, undercover work tended not to work for him. And yet they decided to assign him and Dameron to work together in the hopes that maybe they could get the intel no one else could. He wasn't holding his breath, though. Up to this point they hadn't been able to get a lot of intel and now they were having to do some things that they might not have done otherwise. And apparently that meant kissing. Steve wasn't ever against something like that. Usually, there was a damn good reason for them. But this was a job and he had to know what the hell she was thinking. He hadn't noticed anyone but that didn't mean much. "Did you happen to see something? Or someone?"

[alwayslcyal]

  ❛ i support gays, even though i, myself, am not actually gay !! ❜ josh said with a serious face before he burst out in laughter. ❛ yea–– i can't even say that with a straight face. ❜ he laughed again.

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[txoubledtwxn]

@authcrwriites​: „ 💍 from sean reeves. “ MEME: married meme.

                                     having a week off and spending it in las vegas with sean sounded like a great idea for tj. even though he had been exposed to alcohol before , this was far different than he thought. a glass of wine turned into another and then the gin came and tj forgot how to stop himself. he wasn’t proud when he woke up the next morning with pounding head and there was a groan coming from his lips , when he turned on his his side in order to bury his face on seans shoulder. he tried to recall what had happened last night. they were drinking , enjoying each others company and yet he barley could remember anything about last night. another soft groan left tjs lips , as he slowly sat up , rubbing over his eyes , before he forced himself to get up even though his headache was killing him right now. he definitely could take a night out better when he was younger. right now he felt like the whole world was going to swallow him up and would kill him. tj almost stumbled towards the bathroom and he frowned as he tried to remember how they managed to get back to their hotel room , but decided not to think too much about it. his head wasn’t going to allow it anyway. he turned the water-tap on , scrunching up his nose at the noise that hurt and made his headache even worse. he closed his eyes and splashed some of the cold water in his face in order to make him more awake and he glanced up in the mirror , frowning when he saw something on his finger. a ring. on his left hand and his face fell as his gaze flickered from the reflection to his own hand and he gasped out and for a moment the headache was forgotten. he was more surprised about his .. recent present. he stormed back, jumping on the bed as he grabbed seans by his shoulders. „ sean ! what.. the fuck did we do !? “

[survivingpierce]

requested starter for @authcrwriites​  (for henrik)

          "you're asking many questions for someone who only wanted to be granted a seat in an overcrowded diner." katherine stated as she eyed the male who – judging by the non-existent plate – didn't seem to be interested in today's 'all-you-can-eat'-buffet which was the reason for the countless additional guests on this day.

          admittedly, katherine wasn't too thrilled that she had to share her nice two-seat table. at least this person was handsome to look at although she had a feeling that this encounter wasn't entirely coincidental.

          "i can recommend the pancakes. in case you want to choose something to eat."

[courtofmuses-archive]

@authcrwriites​ said:  ❛  how  can  i  fix  this ?  ❜ from some meme || always accepting

“I don’t know that you can.” Klaus looked at his youngest brother, still unsure if what he was seeing was some manifestation  of his guilt. Henrik had died. Klaus had watched it happen and it had been his fault. How was it possible that his brother had died, and then spent years never showing his face. “Why didn’t you find us sooner?”

[rxmlxw]

@authcrwriites​: „ *smacks Brock on the ass without a word and walks out the room.* from steeb. no chill tonight. “

                    „ you okay over there , cap ? or need to get laid again ? “ , brock asked , brow arched up , but the grin on his lips showed that he wasn’t offended in any way. he slightly tilted his head to the side and moved to wrap his arms from behind around steve , pressing a kiss on his shoulder.

[siiinfilled]

for @authcrwriites​’ henrik from cora verse: main

It had been two years since her return from B.eacon H.ills. Two years since she saw her brother and uncle in person, but her letters and e-mails came as regular as clockwork. So, when the correspondence from her brother abruptly stopped, her concern rose. Disentangling herself from the vampire next to her, she climbed over him, laptop balanced on one arm and the other reaching for her clothes. “Something’s wrong,” she murmured. “He’s never let an e-mail go this long unreplied.”