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Hi! So as you know, I’m a Spanish fan fiction writer about Bucky Barnes (and Seb Stan and Marvel stuff). And I have never told you but I have a Wattpad account in Spanish where I post “Hekate”, which is one of my most read stories there. Would you be up for me to translate it and post it in English here?

If you know Spanish or you’re trying to learn, here’s the link! Like this post or tell me what you think on my inbox!

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hi im bitter about people not commenting on fics. im sad seeing all these authors get so discouraged because no one comments. it takes like 5 seconds! just do it!! dont know what to type? me neither! heres some handy pre-written comments for you! “I dont know what to comment! That was great! thank you for your hard work!” “That was lovely! I really enjoyed this chapter/fic.” “How dare you?” “AAAAAAAAAAAAA” “Extra kudos because one is not enough!” if you read a fic and dont know what to say, leave the tab open, come back later! see if theres a line you really liked! tell them if it reminded you of something dumb! tell them if your roommate saw you crying while reading it and now your roommate is reading it!!! SHARE WHATEVER. BE INCLUSIVE! everyone wants to hear SOMETHING. silence kills passion. show authors you care! show artists you care!!!! 

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Yes please do this. If I have no idea what to say because I am so positively speechless because I enjoyed a fic so much I tag the author and I use a gif file that describes how I am feeling or maybe has the words that I wanted to say but couldn’t think of.

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Humorous/Weird/Suggestive Writing Prompts

1) “Hey do you kn-AH! WHY ARE YOU NAKED?!” “WHY ARE YOU IN MY ROOM?”

2) “Don’t look at me when you eat that banana. You know what that does to me.”

3) “Must you make eye contact with me while deep throating a popsicle?”

4) “Can you not moan while devouring your ice cream sundae? I’m trying to watch tv.”

5) “I’m 99.9% sure seahorses are fake.”

6) “Can fish drown?”

7) “I’m not saying I’d lick that body like an ice cream cone buuuut…”

8) “Do my lips taste like Doritos?”

9) “I don’t know who thought of eating Cheetos with chopsticks, but they’re either a genius or a coward.”

10) “Don’t go in-aaand you found my doll collection.”

11) “Damn! Mona Lisa ain’t got nothin’ on you!”

12) “So…this fruit actually came from a dragon?” (dragon fruit)

13) “My zipper got caught on my underwear and she/he/they were just helping me out!”

14) “I hear sex is the best kind of exercise.” “Both of your arms are broken. I don’t know how that’s gonna work out.”

15) “I swear, if you draw a penis on my cast, you won’t see the light of day again!”

16) “Why are you on the floor moping?” “I wasted a bowl of cereal because I didn’t know the milk went bad.”

17) “Babe, as much as I love cuddling you, I’m sick

18) “Sunglasses and a hat isn’t a disguise!”

19) “You’re the pineapple to my pizza.” “…I think we need to break up.”

20) “YOU DON’T NEED MORE BATHBOMBS! YOU ALREADY BOUGHT $200 WORTH OF THEM!”

21) “Are you really quoting that movie/show while we’re getting attacked?!”

22) “I wrote you a poem and, honestly, it’s so romantic. I just might date myself.”

23) “I can’t believe you were stupid enough to get stuck in a child’s swingset.”

24) “Um…who’s cat/dog is that?” “Wait…this isn’t yours?”

25) “I can’t believe you were about to throw down some 8 year old kid.” “They took the last bag of potato chips! What do you expect me to do?”

26) “Watermelon pizza looks absolutely disgusting…let’s try it.”

27) [wearing a viking helmet] “Hey, babe. Look! I’m a bit horny.”

28) “I shouldn’t find Jesus Christ’s adoptive father attractive, but I do.”

29) “We’re at a theme park and you wanna have a quickie?! Seriously?!”

30) “I swear to God if you don’t give me that back right now, I will guarantee that your great, great, great-grandchildren will suffer by my hand.” “..You scare me.”

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I’ve only got three requests on my DMs, if you wants something related to Steve, Bucky or Pietro come in contact with me! 

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1 - Regular Stuff [Pietro Maximoff]

Prologue | Next Part (TBP)

I was alone at the party. Yes, yuju, great.

That’s what happens when you always follow Natasha Romanoff closely. You know, because she's the only woman on the team, and because honestly, I loved spending time with the redhead. 

I had noticed the look she had thrown at me just as Bruce approached our bar, and had fled as gracefully as I could. I only stumbled once with my own heels, and almost dropped the wineglass on top of my dress, but I was okay.

 My white dress remained impeccable, and my pink shoes did not seem very dirty. Victory situation here. 

At that time, I was being the asocial at the top of the loft, where Tony had put the second alcohol bar, and was enjoying the jazz music that sounded all over the place. Well, seen from my point of view, even being alone at that party, I was not having a bad time. 

"Who do we have here?" I turned in alarm and jumped, the wine almost falling to the floor (or over my dress). I had not expected anyone to talk to me, but when I turned around, I was surprised to see Sam Wilson and Steve Rogers standing there. '' I thought you'd already cured yourself of the jumpscares, shouldn’t you be braver? '' Sam messed with me, and I did not judge him, apparently I was the laughing stock of many of the internal jokes on the team. 

'' I thought you'd healed that ugly face you have. '' I defended myself with the little sass I had. Even if he was wittier than me (not difficult). Sam simply blinked a few seconds and pointed, laughing at me. '' How are you? Long time we don’t talk. ‘’ 

Sam came over and hugged me, and I, meanwhile, smiled at Steve, who shook his head, trying not to laugh at my previous comment. Sometimes I was funny and everything. 

'' Well, I've been better, you know, I love to keep track of missing people. "

I nodded, eyes wide as I looked down the loft, looking at my other friends. Thor was talking to several veterans that Steve had brought, Tony and Rhodey talking animatedly beside the pool table. Dr. Cho had a champagne-occupied hand while Clint was talking to her with a grin on her side. 

'' Romanoff and Banner? I've seen stranger things. '' 

'' I know, right? They look so cute to me. '' The idiotic voice that came out made Sam look funny to me, and that Steve was standing on my other side, looking at the bar with a smile on his side. '' You're going to break the mission plans, you know, now Natasha will prefer to go with Hulk, not Barton. "

I laughed at myself. 

"Or you can make them a weird trio. '' 

"Or you could join too, and keep Clint company. '' I rolled my eyes and hit him on the muscled arm, laughing to myself again. Yep, funniest person ever right here. 

'' No, Steve, she only joins in critical moments. " Sam explained in an idiot's voice, as if talking to a small child, and Steve looked at him, trying to look serious. And failing terribly. 

'' Like, for example, looking for a decent place to live in Brooklyn. " I commented, gesturing to Steve with my thumb as I put on my glasses with my other hand. I had forgotten my new contact lenses on my car. 

'' Oh, right, was there any luck? '' Sam asked Steve and me, and I simply shrugged my shoulders. With the amount of free time I had in my hands after the fall of S.H.I.E.L.D, I had nothing better to do than actually go to class in college and try to graduate in two months. 

"I do not think I can afford anything that Liberty shows me. '' Steve put his hand on my shoulder and I chuckled. 

'' Nor can you afford my services as a real estate agent, so ... we are at peace. " And with that, I put my hand on both soldiers and started marching toward the bottom of the loft, trying to do a confident walk. 

Well, fake confidence, because I doubted that the heels I wore were going to hold me for a long time. 

So, I decided to sit and watch life go by, in one of the armchairs in the central area, with my wine glass almost untouched and my face uncomfortable. 

Oh, I was living the moment. In fact, the people who were looking at me received a small gesture with the glass of wine and pursed lips, trying to be as social as I could. 

Obviously, when that happened, everyone looked away quickly. Yes, I loved making people uncomfortable with my awkwardness. 

I watched Natasha walk elegantly into my position, watching as Steve tackled Banner at Tony's main bar. The beloved bar full of alcohol that was always full. In fact, I had often marveled at the speed at which it filled up again after a public party. 

Or privately. 

Nat and I had already done a lot of slumber parties in the room Tony had given me, watching cheesy movies that I had not been able to enjoy throughout my teenage years. Neither did she. 

"I love Steve, he's great when he wants to. '' Natasha dropped to my side and I turned to her with a smile on her side. '' But I swear to you, if he tries to be my wingman again, I will beat him. '' 

"Do not take it into account, Steve just wants you to love each other, and get married and all that normative love, you know?" I paused as I raised an eyebrow and took a sip of the red wine I had on hand. "Because he was born at the beginning of the century and such. '' 

'' Uh, you know how I handle the family issues. " She paused before finishing the drink she was carrying, then looked at me. '' Do you know what he said to Stark? Language! " I smiled as I put my hand to my mouth to keep from laughing. 

'' We will torture him to the end of his days. " We both clashed hands and looked at the bar again. '' Look at him, he's cute. " But he was almost three times my age, and hanging out with someone who could be my grandfather was not my business. '' Although it's about a hundred years old, I do not think we would work, I'm too modern. '' 

'' Touché. ‘’ Nat stood back and picked up one of the full glasses behind her, smelling it and carrying it to his mouth, sipping champagne. 

"Oh, Nat, you do not know who drank from that glass. " I tried to remove it with a quick, futile hand movement, for she was too quick for me. Natasha just smiled, and I narrowed my eyes, closing my hand and taking it off with the use of ... "my situation." 

"Did not you say you did not use your powers for anything that was not urgent?" Nat looked at my hand with the champagne, and I left it on the table in front of me. 

'' Natasha, hygiene is an urgent issue. ''

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Wintergate | 3 | Bucky Barnes

Last Part | Next Part (TBP)

Bucharest, Romania, June 13th 2015, 12:23:09pm

Bucky was watching Olivia with interest, not only she was concentrated in the work before her, but she was also texting with her other hand, while the left one was writing on her computer.

‘’ Stop looking at me like that, Jack, you’re making me nervous. ‘’ She glared at him, and Bucky smiled to himself while reclining his back on the bench, both his arms going back to his head, enjoying the cold from that day.

He had an excuse to put a jacket and some gloves on. She even wore a jacket and a scarf, he recognized it as one of the scarves she had worn in winter, back when they didn’t talk.

‘’ Sorry, bit jumpy. ‘’ She smiled back at him and resumed her work, she was typing faster this time, and Bucky was starting to get weirded by the situation. ‘’ The freaking Avengers just destroyed a whole city, I’m live writing the article. ‘’

‘’ An entire city?’’

‘’ Where do you live? Under a rock? Tony Stark seemingly created a robot with a murderous instinct, and the whole world is, well, pissed off. Jack, Ultron almost destroys the world yesterday. ‘’ Bucky frowned at the quantity of information that Olivia had given him, without looking away from the computer and her phone.

‘’ And that’s what you’re doing. ‘’

‘’ Well, yes. My mother is being a bit of a pester right now, she things Romania is near Sokovia, but we are quite far. She still thinks my city went floating away and that I personally met Captain America while he was saving me. ‘’ Olivia had a bad habit of talking fast, and when she stopped talking, Bucky was frowning.

Captain America. Did she really had to mention Steve’s alter ego?

‘’ Sorry, I must be blabbering, you should watch the news, at least, or read my articles. I’m your friend for that, you know. ‘’ She laughed and he smiled, as if he got her joke, but he was still thinking of Steve, memories were blurry, and he was getting dizzy by the moment. ‘’ Oh, sod off, Henry. ‘’ Her phone started vibrating on her hand, and she got it to her ear. ‘’ Yes, I’m out for lunch. ‘’ A pause, there was a rumble on her phone. ‘’ I know that’s my job, but I can’t just disappear from the redaction now. Specially now. ‘’ Another pause. ‘’ Yes, you can count with me, but you owe me. ‘’ She took the phone off her ear and sighed, closing the computer and looking back at Bucky. ‘’ Sorry, Jack, I need to go now-‘’

‘’ Where?’’

‘’ Seemingly, Sokovia. ‘’ She smiled sadly at him, and she put her hand on his right arm. ‘’ But when I come back, let’s get something to eat somewhere else. ‘’

‘’ That’d be great. ‘’ He smiled while she got up and almost ran towards the main road, and he saw how she took a taxi, leaving the park.

Bucky knew it wouldn’t be long until Steve started looking for him again, but he decided to live his little lie some more time, with Olivia and the regular life he had been missing for quite some time.

Give or take 70 years.

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Stardust | 1 | Steve Rogers

Spring in the city had changed dramatically over the course of about seventy years. Not only on mentality, not only on the clothes the girls wore, but the city in general. He could still see the familiar skyline of New York City in his mind, but what he was seeing right then looked almost as uninviting and aggressive as his supposed new boss, Director Fury.

He looked up with a frown, he was sitting on a small café near the new Stark Tower, something that brought him familiarity by only mentioning a name, but wasn’t much familiar. It was a magnificent edification, he supposed it had approximately ninety stories. Ninety. And he wasn’t even sure of that.

He looked down again, his hand was hovering over his pen and paper, the last details of the building being added with the most disgusted frown he could put on his face. What had happened to his city?

Something red caught his eyes, a quick movement between people. A girl. She was sitting near him, two tables on his right side, and he had to stare.Her hands were holding a big bouquet of the reddest roses he had ever seen, and her red wrapped jacked was now on the side of the table, she shook her head so her light brown hair would fall onto its designated place, her curls were almost as elegant as the black dress she was wearing, all her curves were striking, and-

He shook his head again, his eyes going back towards his drawing, and back again to the massive tower. However, he could not shake the feeling that the girl was watching him. His eyes betrayed him and he looked again towards the girl, she had just asked, in a very polite way, for a cappuccino with soy milk. Her hands went to her purse and she took out a book, starting to read it. He tried to read the title, interested in the modern books, but he couldn’t seem to concentrate, because the girl’s green eyes went directly to his own.

Steve felt his cheeks go red, almost as red as the lipstick she was wearing, a tone darker than her jacket. His eyes faltered and he looked again towards his drawing, feeling immediately as the little guy he once was, even with all the muscles he had now.

His mind wandered towards her face; how could someone be so symmetrical? Her lips were plump and her face shape had the resemblance of a heart, the only thing that could jump as imperfect would be a crooked nose, but it was practically covered in makeup applied almost professionally.

If Steve had seen her back on the old days, he probably would have said something, but times had changed, and a man talking to a lady like her on that moment- he could be mistaken for a creep, and he also realized staring was creepy, so his eyes went back to his drawing.

Almost finished, he paused his work and took another white sheet of paper out, looking up again towards the girl, she was sipping carelessly while reading, her legs crossed in a very ladylike position. His hands started working almost immediately, copying the posture the girls was on, not even noticing that she was looking at him with a hint of a smile on her red lips.

The pencil skidded with a passion he found inside himself again, and little by little, a drawing of a girl with a book and a cup of coffee was occupying the biggest part of the paper, even if it wasn’t bigger than his massive hand. He stopped when he noticed the girl with a raised eyebrow and her book down, she seemingly had seen him observing her.

He felt ashamed of himself and almost ran for his life when the girl got up from her table and walked towards him, taking her purse, her book, her jacket and her flowers. She left five dollars under the cup of coffee and walked towards him, that smile on her face.

‘’ C-can I see?’’ She asked, an expression of uneasiness splashed on her beautiful features. He almost forgot for a second he was massive, and maybe she felt a bit scared of his presence. ‘’ Th-the drawing. ‘’ 

He looked down and sighed, showing her the picture of herself. 

‘’ Wow. ‘’ She breathed, and his eyes followed her hand, she had reached to touch it delicately.What the hell was her? Was she like a celestial being? What was going on?‘’ Can I take a picture of it? My mother would love it. ‘’ She smiled, pointing at the drawing while looking back at Steve, who got out up from his chair and looked down.

She wasn’t petite, she was on the tall side, and all her frame was athletic, maybe she worked out every day. She didn’t move even considering the new-found proximity.

‘’ It’s all yours. ‘’ He took a step back and left some dollars on the table, leaving behind the girl with an amused expression and the drawing between her fingers. 

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Masterlist

One-Shots 

Bucky Barnes

Special

BBE 

Crash and Burn

Her

A Very Oblivious Soldier

The Loser Table

It’s tiring to be a Princess

Comply

Lying is not the best thing Bucky can do with his clothes on

Steve Rogers/OC/Bucky Barnes

The Competition

Sebastian Stan

Hide and Seek Champion

Prologue 

1 

2

Prologue

Synopsis

Prologue

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Regular Stuff [Pietro Maximoff]

PROLOGUE | Next Part 

An entire seven-story building had almost fell on me. 

I say almost because on the exact moment of the impact, a white-haired Jesus Christ came for me and saved me from being a human tortilla. 

You maybe think I’m narrating this on a very funny note, but now, looking back at that exact moment, I felt as if I was going to die out of pure anxiety. I had run seven stories down from that building’s roof, and I had fallen twice because of the erratic movements that were breaking the entirety of the building. 

But now, imagine, me, a twenty-one-year-old, screaming for dear life hanging onto my savior’s neck. My hair, flying free on the quick sprint would be terribly tangled up when we stopped, and I didn’t even wear any makeup. 

My savior, imagine, a six-feet tall guy, built like an Adonis from Easter Europe, a witty mouth and the worst black roots I had ever seen. I didn’t see his face because I was terrified of the building that was falling around us, but I was sure he was repressing his laughter. 

I’m still embarrassed of that moment. 

Not my best. 

The thing is, on that moment, I hadn’t realized that my life would be forever on debt with Pietro. He had saved me. And I was supposed to be saving a city that was flying. Flying as in floating. 

As in human extinction. 

You know, you don’t have a violent life until one of your friends tries to save the world and accidently creates a murderbot. As in murdering robot. 

I even had to use my special abilities to help The Avengers again, having promised myself to never use them again. What a fucking lie. 

We stopped abruptly and I almost fell from Pietro’s arms, we were on the limit of the city, both of us looking down towards the moving away ground. Correction.

It wasn’t moving, it was us, we were floating. I forgot.

 ‘’ Are you okay?’’ I remembered my arms were still on his neck, and I moved myself slightly back to look at his eyes. He seemed sincere. God almighty, he was pretty. 

‘’ I think so. ‘’ 

‘’ You’re bleeding. ‘’ He looked up and one of my hands flew to my forehead. It was wet. Yeah, I fell on the fifth floor’s stairs. So graceful. 

‘’ Yes, blood. I’ll be fine. ‘’ I paused and looked back, was the city moving faster towards the sky or was the awkward position and moment I was living? Don’t get me wrong, Pietro was amazing; his muscles could make any teenage girl swoon. 

But he was still holding me, and was looking at me with those blue eyes that just. God. What the Fuck, Liberty, do something! 

‘’ Can you please put me down?’’ I asked with the lowest voice I could muster, and he nodded. First, my feet touched the ground, and I took my hands out of his neck with a second thought. Everything was becoming slower or…? 

‘’ Hey! You two, on the edge, stop looking into each other eyes and get to work! This is not a fanfiction, you don’t get to kiss!’’ Tony Stark’s voice made both of us look up and watch the Iron Man fly above our heads. 

I wasn’t going to kiss Pietro. I just met him! And two days prior to this battle, his sister almost made me quit everything I ever accomplished! 

‘’ We’ll see. ‘’ And with that, and a little touch on my cheek, Pietro ran away leaving a blue hue behind him. Leaving me there, eyes and mouth open and almost as pale as snow. 

What? How had I ever end up stuck in that situation? 

A floating city, a hot guy flirting with me and –as if I needed it- blushing! 

Maybe I should rewind a bit. 

To the start of this story. 

The party.

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#4 w Bucky :) "who gave u the black eye"

Done! You can read Lying is not the best thing Bucky can do with his clothes on here!

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Lying is not the best thing Bucky can do with his clothes on | Bucky Barnes

My thoughts that night weren’t on Bucky. Really, I swear, I know everyone on the team thinks that I’m the crazy girlfriend who gives two shits about their loved one. Yeah, I texted him a lot some days, but they were being hypocritical. 

However, that’s not how the story of that night goes. 

I was casually sitting on the loft’s sofa, watching a reality show that kept up with some girls that weren’t very natural, but hey, don’t get me wrong. I am basically done on a lab, so I’m not that natural either. 

The thing is, when I was really getting into the show, the door banged open and I threw my arms in defense. Probably because I was a paranoid shit. There, in his leather jacket, long hair and three-day scruff, was my boyfriend. And with further inspection, I noticed he had a black eye. 

‘’ Buck! What?’’ I almost ran as fast as the speedster next door to my boyfriend, who was looking all kinds of miserable. My hands flew to the sides of his face and I scrunched my face, I was certainly confused. That morning no one had hit him that hard, but I didn’t notice, I was focused on my own training. 

‘’ Who gave you the black eye?’’ 

‘’ I don’t know. ‘’ 

‘’ You don’t know? What?’’ I started walking towards our kitchen, he was following me, and taking off his leather jacket. From the fridge, I took the ice out of the freezer and gave it to him inside of our pink dishcloth. Which wasn’t a very hygienic solution, may I say.

 ‘’ Someone tried to attack me while I was gone on my walk, but I managed, they were scared afterwards, so they didn’t follow me. ‘’ Bucky was, certainly, talking in a very slow and dangerous tone, so I walked towards the window and looked out. New York was, as always, in its normal pace. Quick, but not that dangerous. At least not where we lived. 

The Avengers Tower was safe, as always.

 ‘’ Do you think it’s Hydra?’’ I asked, starting to become more paranoid. His eyes followed me towards the window, and he put an arm –his metal one- on the frame, capturing me. 

‘’ I think we should go some days. You know, that travel we wanted to do so long ago, but terrible dangers tried to get to us. ‘’ 

Then, everything clicked. 

‘’ Buck, do you really think Disneyworld is the safest place to go when Hydra is on your tracks?’’ I frowned, and then leaned on his arm, taking it with mine. 

‘’ Yes, lots of people, eared hats, you know. We would be unrecognizable. ‘’ He took my cheek with his normal hand and started to lean towards me. Was he- was he trying to get to go to Disneyworld with a black eye? 

You had to be kidding me.

‘’ Maybe… maybe I should go alone, you must take care of your attacker. ‘’ I escaped from his arms and started walking towards the general communications of the tower. If he was going to make me worry because of him having a black eye, he would pay. 

I mean, we could have perfectly gone to Disney. 

‘’ Steve? Yes, it’s Y/N. ‘’ I took the telephone and fake dialed Steve, looking for a reaction on Bucky, but he was still playing the victim. Looking out of the window with a frown and a severe face. ‘’ What?’’ I tried to make my tone as serious as I could, and Bucky seemingly fell for it, looking back at me. ‘’ Hydra? Oh… Oh no. We’ll be there in a minute, yes. ‘’ I let the phone fall to the ground and my hand instantly went to my mouth. 

I was a pretty good actress. Hah. 

Bucky almost ran towards me and looked at the phone. Both of his hands went to my shoulders and he looked onto my eyes. Damn him for being that pretty. 

‘’ What is going on? What did Steve say?’’ 

‘’ That you’re a liar. ‘’ I dead-panned, and he visibly relaxed, throwing his head back. I only crossed my arms. ‘’ Were you even attacked?’’ 

‘’ It was Barton, he told me you’d fall for it. ‘’ He scratched the back of his head with his metal hand and I snorted. Very unattractively. 

‘’ I’m a spy. ‘’ I stated proudly, and then I walked towards my laptop. ‘’ But I also need some time to be… safe. ‘’ I winked at him and he sat next to me, smiling while he took my cheek with his hand and leaned onto me, kissing me quickly. ‘’ I think you should dial Steve and give him the good news. ‘’ I paused. ‘’ And hope he doesn’t give you another black eye. ‘’

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Hey guys!

Requests are open again! I’ve got a writer’s block so let’s hope your amazing proposals will take it away!

Also, you can request anything for dear Pietro (please)!

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to everyone who’s ever said something kind about my work: you help me get through the day. thank you.

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This is 110% me each time

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This is so true

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Responses are what every writer, or any artist, need to brighten their day

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Every writer on Tumblr: “I would combust out of love if someone ever drew fanart of my fic!!” Me: “oh man I wanna draw this scene BUT THEY WOULD PROBABLY HATE IT AND HATE ME FOR THE NERVE”

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Dear artists.

We, the writers, will accept any of your fan arts.

We don’t care if it looks like shit to you, or you think your art skills are not good enough.

We will love any fan art, because it’s the most beautiful way to say “I love what you write”.

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Yep. What they said.

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Stardust | Synopsis | Steve Rogers

Prologue | Next Part (TBP)

Jack is not taking her phone. It’s disconnected, the line talking about something Steve can barely understand, something about leaving a voice message.

He has already left five messages, each one with a different urgency tone.

His arms hurt, his whole body is throbbing and Natasha is unconscious, the wreckage behind them fresh on his mind. S.H.I.E.L.D. had attacked them in New Jersey, they were fugitives.

Something is off, because the last thing the usually cheerful and sarcastic girl said to him was: ‘be careful and don’t trust anyone’. Almost as if she already knew of the horrors that were unleashing before his eyes.

Somehow, he finds himself starting to daydream of her, as he had been doing for most part of his new life since they both had been recruited as Avengers, her easy personality and intelligence almost selling him on the spot.

But she is not taking her phone, and he is starting to think of the worst outcome possible.

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Could you write a imagine based off of The Last Time by Taylor Swift for Bucky. The reader and Buck knew each other (before CW) but he left and broke her heart but then he comes back to the Avengers and she's basically done with his bs. They both still love each other but she thinks that it would be best if they broke up

Oh boi, prepare for sadness.

Read Comply here!