#doctoranon

[sunmoonandeddie]

Relapses dont mean you're useless, they mean you need to pause, take stock, love yourself a little more and carry on carrying on. They mean you've done so well for so long and you've just run out of The Good Stuff™️ and you need to refill The Good Stuff™️ and this was the only way your body could tell you, because youd gone that little to far over the refill line. Hann you're good and strong and beautiful and never useless. 💖💖💖

Thank you <333

[thefanficfaerie]

Hey, im trying to fi d fic i read oh so long ago, but trouble is i only remember one part clearly. Reader fakes her own death, and in the morgue steve tries to feel for a pulse believing it was faked but couldnt find it, reader then goes undercover and tony nearly blows her cover when he visits the firm, reader then has to wrap up quickly and storms into the tower to shout at tony for nearly blowing said cover? I would be so so grateful if someone could help! Xxx

I think I may have read this fic but I cant remember. Anyone know it?

@barnesrogersvstheworld @tilltheendwilliwrite @suz-123 @redgillan @all1e23 @ruckystarnes @captainrogerss @captain-rogers-beard @star-spangled-man-with-a-plan

[annabethisterrified]

will your book be available in the UK?

For the time being, right now physical copies will likely only be in American bookstores. But in the UK, you’d still be able to either order a physical copy to be shipped to you, or buy the e-version on Kindle or Nook! :)

[sunmoonandeddie]

I'm sorry you relapsed darling, i just want you to remember it's a slow road to recovery, and slip ups happen, I'd be more worried if you didnt relapse, you're building the mental tools necessary to keep you on your path the next time you get tempted. I know relapsing can feel like 2 steps back, but when you do take those two steps forward again, they're going to be stronger and more sure footed. So says someone fighting her own battles. If you need anything, my dms are always open darling💖💖💖

Thank you, darling.  It means a lot to me.  Really.

[thefanficfaerie]

doctoranon reblogged your post:Sugar Daddy Steve

Wait. Waitwaitwait. T HAS A SUGAR DADDY DRABBLE?! SIGN ME THE FUCK UP FOR THAT.

She does and its fabulous!!!!  Here is the link @doctoranon

[thefanficfaerie]

Oooh ohh! For a summer moodboard how about Stucky x reader and well heres the concept: you know when you've spent the entire day with family and friends out in the sun, just being together making memories and then you sit into the night with that tinny music playing having introspective chats and watching the night sky? Much love, darling! Xx

I like this. All set. 

[hcwlingccmmandcs]

YAAAAAS!! GIVE ME SUPER SOLDIERS AND TINSEL AND BUCKYS ARM OR GIVE ME DEATH. Sorry I'm a sucker for my boys and Holidays.

When I read this, I kinda tented my fingers a little and cackled evilly, so, thank you for this one lmao

You came home, paper bags of presents filling your arms, to see a lit-up tree in your living room. The gasp that left your lips must’ve caught the boys’ attentions because they both snapped their head to you. Bucky’s face reddened as you looked at what they were doing.

Sparkly red and green strings were dangling from Bucky’s metal arm, with Steve’s fingers trying to tug on the tinsel. A loud laugh tore through you enough to make you drop the bags you were holding. 

“This isn’t funny, doll…” Bucky grumbled, looking down at his arm.

“It’s hilarious, Buck,” you giggled, approaching the men. Steve nodded to agree with you, still trying to free the tinsel from the metal plates of the arm. “I think you should keep it,” you mused. The glare the brunet gave you was murderous.

“T’Challa would kill me. No, Shuri would kill me,” Buck murmured unhappily. 

Steve huffed, pulling on the strands. “Relax, pal. You keep tensing up and tangling it more.” As if it was an order, the plates on the arm shifted open a little more. 

“Here,” you said, “let me help. Stevie, go make some cocoa for us and I’ll handle the tinsel.” The blond nodded and let you assume his spot on Bucky’s arm. 

“I’m sorry, doll,” Bucky whispered. “I wanted to do something nice for you. I wanted to put up your tree for you. But I ruined it.”

“Babe, you didn’t ruin anything,” you assured him, leaning in to kiss his cheek. 

“No?”

“Nope, not at all. I’m thankful for the help, though. I would’ve had a tough time getting the tree up, so thank you.”

“So, you’re not mad?”

“Of course not, baby.”

Silence fell between you two as you untangled the shiny plastic from his arm. Soon enough, you had the clump of tinsel out from behind the plates and tossed it on the floor just before Steve came back in with hot cocoa. 

[flyingcrowbar]

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