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I posted 701 times in 2021

254 posts created (36%)

447 posts reblogged (64%)

For every post I created, I reblogged 1.8 posts.

I added 443 tags in 2021

#trin <3 - 182 posts

#pluto's random chaos - 77 posts

#trin <3 - 31 posts

#trin baby - 30 posts

#x reader - 28 posts

#ro <3 - 20 posts

#angst - 20 posts

#sam wilson - 19 posts

#dad!sam wilson - 18 posts

#sam wilson x reader - 18 posts

Longest Tag: 68 characters

#oh to wake up to a rainy morning cuddled up in bed with your partner

My Top Posts in 2021

the sun, moon, and stars II

pairing(s): steve rogers x bucky barnes, steve rogers x reader x bucky barnes warning(s): sad!stucky, angst series masterlist

all 3 kingdoms were on lookout. the youngest heir of the kingdom was missing. you were nowhere to be found on the day of your wedding. the whole kingdom was searched and yet no one found anything. well…almost no one.

after the initial shock of you leaving wore off, steve and bucky finally decided to think straight. the one place no one thought of looking, was by far the obvious choice. the three of you had always wanted an escape from the duties of princes and princess. that was how you had found the small cave hidden away in the forest behind your castle. the three of you made it home, completed with bookshelves and pillows and everything a 12 year old wanting to get away from the world would want.

and that’s exactly where bucky and steve found the letter, hidden away in your favorite book at the very back of the bookshelf.

“my dearest steve and bucky,

i wish you two to be the happiest people in the world. i will always go to any ends of the world to give that to you. i know you would never love me the same way i do. i could never face it if you rejected me so i guess i’m writing this because i’m scared.

i love you both. no, i’m in love with both of you. and that’s why i have to leave. i know you’ll be worried, but i’ll be perfectly alright.

we’ve always said to the end of the line, but i suppose my line ends here.

yours forever and always, y/n/n”

bucky’s voice trembled as he read the letter out loud. Steve swore his heart stopped. The two could never find the words to tell you how much they loved you. how in love they were with you. but now you were gone.

and there was nothing they wouldn’t give to get you back into their lives.

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no matter what it takes

pairing(s): 40s!bucky barnes x reader, bucky barnes x reader warning(s): angst with a happy ending bucky barnes masterlist

the moon shone above you, illuminating your bodies as bucky twirled you around. the only sounds were soft laughs and the sound of your feet against the cement. your arms remained wrapped around bucky's neck as tears glazed your eyes. no words were exchanged as bucky gently kissed away the stray tears that slipped.

"come home to me, james” you plead softly against his chest as he holds you close, only tightening his grip on you. “i can’t do this without you”

“i’ll be back before you know it, doll” he kisses the top of your head, pulling away slightly to brush some hair from your face. “i promise i’ll be back, no matter what it takes” you hum softly, finally letting your tears fall as you pull him in for a soft kiss. The two of you only pulling apart for air. whispered promises and “i love you’s” fill the atmosphere as the two of you hold each other. you breathe in his scent, etching the musky scent into your mind.

you woke with a start, the tears threatening to fall as you catch your breath, your mind flashing with pictures of that night. the engagement ring around your neck felt heavy as you rubbed the sleep out of your eyes, slipping out of the bed. tiredly, you slinked to the kitchen of your house. pouring yourself a hot cup of coffee, your eyes focused on a man sitting on the couch. his head snapped up at the sound of glass breaking, the coffee cup you held now in pieces on the ground. The blues eyes that haunted your dreams softened as he took in your tired, glazed eyes.

“hey, doll” his quiet voice pulled you out of your daze. you were quick to run into his arms, burying your face into his neck as you allowed yourself to bask in his familiar scent. “no matter what it takes, remember?” you wetly laughed, pulling him in for a kiss.

“you’re a few years late, barnes” bucky cautiously cupped your cheek with his metal arm, brushing away the tears. your hand moved up to take the hand in yours, admiring the metal plates and gold lining. “better make it up to me”

bucky softly smiled at you, kissing you. “no matter what.”

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"the sun, moon, and stars" masterlist

pairing(s): steve rogers x bucky barnes, steve rogers x reader x bucky barnes status: ongoing / on hold general warning(s): angst, fluff, slight mentions of smut and mature topics, some curses here and there, loads of sad!reader/sad!steve/sad!bucky summary: y/n, steve, and bucky were heirs to their kingdoms. they grew up together and fell in love together. when steve and y/n are to be wed, steve and bucky's secret get out. and not in the way they wanted it to. but even sad days have an end.

parts

part I

part II

part III

more chapters coming soon :)

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fic inspos

y/n's locket

prince!steve and prince!bucky moodboards by @my-divine-death

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When I Was Your Man - Fred Weasley

Pairing(s): Fred Weasley x fem!reader

Warning(s): Angst, break up (reader x Fred), sad Fred :(

Summary: 4 years after the war, Fred still regrets the way things ended between him and his long-time girlfriend. He regrets it, even more, when he sees her in someone else's arms. But maybe talking to her might do him good.

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Same bed but it feels just a little bit bigger now Our song on the radio but it don't sound the same When our friends talk about you, all it does is just tear me down 'Cause my heart breaks a little when I hear your name

Y/n’s finger drew random patterns on his chest, her eyes closed and a content smile on her lips as the two slowly woke up. A short kiss and quiet good mornings shared as the light shone from the window. But that was 4 years ago, and now Fred woke up alone. The light that once shone brightly through the window seemed dimmed as he remembered the girl that used to lay with him.

No one understood what happened to the two. Some days Hermione and Ginny would sit in the kitchen quietly talking when Y/n’s name gets brought up. Everyone had a different bond with Y/n. Ginny looked up to her, Y/n bonded with Charlie over drawings, she bonded with George over pranks, Ron loved the little baked treats she made, Bill could always depend on her to look out for the others, and she even got along with Percy!

Even as careful as they are as they reminisce about the times with her, Fred still hears and his heart breaks a little more than the day before as a ghost of a smile appears on his face. The bittersweet memories clouding his head once again.

It all just sounds like ooh, ooh, ooh, hoo Mm, too young, too dumb to realize That I should have bought you flower And held your hand Should have gave you all my hours When I had the chance Take you to every party 'cause all you wanted to do was dance

When he looks back, it’s easy to see that he did take advantage of her. He always thought she would come back even if he pushed her away.

The beginning of the two was the best in his opinion. Flowers and chocolates and dancing in the common room at 2 in the morning. But it all slowly faded away as Fred stopped giving her as much attention. She was one of the few things he and his twin got into arguments over. George could see how much it hurt Y/n when Fred made up yet another excuse and he did not put it lightly when confronting Fred about it multiple times.

Now my baby's dancing But she's dancing with another man

Ginny, Harry, and George finally managed to get Fred to leave the store. Dragging him to a small lounge. The evening was filled with small smiles and light drinking. That is until Fred’s eyes fell on a couple on the dance floor. His smile dropped as his eyes took in the sight of Y/n.

Her head rested on a man’s chest, his hands wrapped protectively around her waist as hers rested around his neck. She lifted her head with a quiet giggle as the man spoke in her ear. Leaning up on her toes to place a gentle kiss on his lips.

My pride, my ego, my needs, and my selfish ways Caused a good strong woman like you to walk out my life Now I never, never get to clean up the mess I made, oh And that haunts me every time I close my eyes

It was April 1st, Fred’s birthday. He hadn’t seen Y/n much the whole day and it was starting to annoy him. So when he saw her and his brother hugging in his room, the world just kind of stopped. Fred was yelling at her, she was trying to stick up for herself, and George was yelling at him. She stormed out that day, tears streaming down her face. Fred hated her until his eyes landed on a neatly wrapped gift on his bed, looking at George who simply shook his head and walked out of the room.

“Happy birthday, daddy. Don’t have too much fun, I’ll be there next year to celebrate with you” His heart stopped as he read the note, shaking hands unwrapping the box, and pulling out a framed photo of an ultrasound.

It all just sounds like ooh, ooh, ooh, hoo Mm, too young, too dumb to realize That I should have bought you flowers And held your hand Should have gave you all my hours When I had the chance Take you to every party 'cause all you wanted to do was dance

His favorite memory of Y/n was after a quidditch party. Everyone was tired and hyped, music blasting through the common room and right in the middle of it all was Y/n dancing in Fred's arms. Kissing away his playful pouts and complaints of dancing with small giggles.

Now my baby's dancing But she's dancing with another man

After that day it just seemed like he saw her everywhere. At the store, at restaurants, on the streets, you name it. But the first time he saw his little girl was the day he broke down.

Y/n was at the park, sitting next to the mystery man on a bench overlooking the playground. Fred subtly watched as a little girl, not over 4, ran up to them, lifting herself onto her mother’s lap and giggling. She looked exactly like Y/n. Except for the bright red hair which was neatly put into 2 little buns on the top of her head, that definitely belonged to her father. That day he also saw the shining gold wedding ring on Y/n’s hand. Her hand intertwined with the man’s as the two walked, the little girl skipping not too far in front of them.

Although it hurts I'll be the first to say that I was wrong Oh, I know I'm probably much too late To try and apologize for my mistakes But I just want you to know

“Fred?” A small hesitant voice came from behind him making him freeze. He was at the store, picking up some groceries for George and Angie. He turned, his heartbreaking as his eyes met hers. The e/c in her eyes still as bright as the day he first met her all those years ago. He took her in, eyes softening at the little girl clumsily hiding behind her.

“You look good” His voice rasped, a sad smile appearing. Y/n smiled, moving to hug him. “How’ve you been?”

“Better,” She pulled away, gently pulling the girl to stand in front of her. He knelt down to look at the girl, her eyes peeking up at him. “Her name’s Georgia. Georgia Maeve,” Y/n quietly watched as the two interacted. Georgia warmed up to him almost instantly, giggling and babbling to her birth father.

I hope he buys you flowers I hope he holds your hand Give you all his hours When he has the chance Take you to every party 'Cause I remember how much you loved to dance Do all the things I should have done When I was your man Do all the things I should have done When I was your man

“Y/n? Ready to go?” A man called out, walking to stand by her. “Who’s this?”

“An old friend,” She shared a small smile with Fred before looking at the man and pecking his cheek. “Why don’t you take Gigi to check out for her things and I’ll meet you at the car?” He nodded, holding his hand out to Georgia and walking away.

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151 notes • Posted 2021-05-18 20:56:06 GMT

{ 𝖙𝖔𝖚𝖈𝖍 𝖍𝖊𝖗, 𝖎 𝖉𝖆𝖗𝖊 𝖞𝖔𝖚 }

pairing(s): mob!bucky x wife!reader warning(s): threats, knives, slight blood, guns, slight angst?, shorter than expected?? summary: a nice, quiet dinner gets interrupted as your husband's past reminds you just how dangerous your lives are

everything happened in a flash, gun shots, blood splatters, and screams. you couldn't really complain though, you knew what you signed up for when you married him. he warned you continuously while the two of you dated, his life wasn't safe. but some moments were worth it.

there were five guns pointed at you, maybe more, which made bucky freeze. his eyes flickered between your eyes and the men around you. in between the chaos, some people had run out, some were huddled together in a corner, bucky was on one side of the room, while you were on the other.

men in all black stood around you in a semi-circle, parting slightly to let a man through. bucky’s blood ran cold as he locked eyes with him over your shoulder, causing you to turn around. your eyes locked with the one and only brock rumlow. you first met brock within the first month of dating bucky, the two having been partners at the time. but as the next 3 years passed by and you got married, the two had slowly developed a rivalry. both were now feared leaders of brooklyn’s two biggest mobs. rumlow had gone quiet for a while so you had managed to convince bucky to let down his guard temporarily and take the two of out for dinner at your favorite restaurant.

“you’re a hard person to find, james” brock smirked, standing behind you. “I’m glad today was the day I found you, otherwise I never would’ve been able to see her again”

“touch her, brock, I dare you” bucky’s voice was deep, you could almost classify it as a growl as brock stepped closer. the second his hands touched you, bucky saw red. immediately lunging towards you and pulling you away from him as he blocked bullets with his arm. all five men that surrounded you were soon on the ground as brock was held at gunpoint.

the loud sound of bullets being fired registered into your head before you saw brock fall to the ground, slightly flinching as he did but you immediately relaxed as bucky’s arms enveloped you. apologies were whispered as he looked you over, making sure you weren’t hurt, but you shook them off. you didn’t want to say anything so instead just chose to lay your head on his shoulder, your arms softly squeezing his torso as he presses a kiss against your head.

so yes, this life was dangerous, but you knew he wouldn’t let anything happen to you.

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beavtifvl-creatvres · 2 years

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ahhh i missed you! <33 im glad youre okay <33

ALSO EVERYONE SHOW THIS WONDERFUL HUMAN SOME LOVE

𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭

— hey, you beautiful people! i know that i’ve been super inactive over the last couple of months and i apologize for that. my personal life has been very hectic and draining and it’s just now starting to calm down. that being said, i’m getting my motivation back slowly but surely (if you couldn’t tell lol), though i’m having trouble coming up with ideas. that’s where you come in!

WHEN: dec 13 - dec 31 (posting may continue after the end date)

RULES: please be kind and patient, i do still have a life and a job and a family that comes first! i’ll get to every request as timely as i can. i’ll be restricting noncon/dubcon fics for this challenge specifically because i’m not in the headspace to write about those topics at the moment.

REQUEST GUIDELINES:

— please don’t request more than two dialogue prompts at once unless i specify otherwise!

— smut is allowed, though it will be much harder for me to write (no scat, underage, piss, dd/lg, noncon, dubcon)

— max of 3 requests per person in my inbox at a time unless i specify that i’ve written all the ones in my inbox!!

NOTES: everything'll be tagged with #river's resurrection writing event

MASTERLIST

— nothing yet.

** characters, au’s & prompts will be beneath the cut! **

WHO:

bucky barnes

sam wilson

jj maybank

steve rogers

rafe cameron

AU’S:

stoner/skater

college/frat

drag racing

drummer

roommate

apocalypse

body guard

enemies to lovers/rivals

** other prompts may be accepted, please feel free to send in an ask! **

SETTING/AESTHETIC PROMPTS:

hospital

rust

graffiti

an attic

haunted house/building

smoke filled bar

abandoned church

thunderstorm

power outage

midnight

just before dawn

** other prompts may be accepted, please feel free to send in an ask! **

DIALOGUE PROMPTS:

“this isn’t goodbye forever.”

“i can’t do this on my own.”

“i’m not afraid of you anymore.”

“it’s over. we lost.”

“you promised me.” - “promises are made to be broken.”

“don’t do this, don’t go.” - “i don’t have a choice.”

“am i safe here?” - “i’d never let anything hurt you.”

“it doesn’t matter anymore.” - “of course it does.”

“i can’t live without them.” - “you have to.”

“we’ll figure this out.” - “together?” - “together.”

“butthead.” - “what, are you twelve?”

“i told you i’d come back to you.”

“you remember when we first met?” - “how could i forget?”

“i promise.” - “pinky swear?” - “pinky swear.”

“i didn’t think it was possible to love someone this much.”

“this place is creepy.” - “you’re just a chicken.”

“don’t tempt me.”

“bite me.” - “thought you’d never ask.”

“been there, done that. wouldn’t recommend.”

"don't you dare say it."

** other prompts may be accepted, please feel free to send in an ask! **

SONG PROMPTS:

swimming pools (drank) -> kendrick lamar

dipped in bleach -> liam st. john

devil in my veins -> yelawolf

change (in the house of flies) -> deftones

salt and the sea -> the lumineers

where did you sleep last night -> nirvana

hey hey, my my (into the black) -> neil young

i could have lied -> red hot chili peppers

fake plastic trees -> radiohead

black flies -> ben howard

sleeping on the blacktop -> colter wall

killing in the name -> rage against the machine

come as you are -> nirvana

something in the way -> nirvana

little lion man -> mumford & sons

rain in soho -> the mountain goats

send me an angel -> the mountain goats

alien blues -> vundabar

** other songs may be accepted, feel free to send in a request **

moots. @ambrosiase @midnightf @danneelsmain @duchessoftheheart @lfnr-blog-blog-blog @superhoeva @strwbrrybucky @agentofbarnes @pinknerdpanda @gcdofchaos @vanillanaps @jamalflanagan @beavtifvl-creatvres

#river <3 #riverevelations #writing event #signal boost #reblogs

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beavtifvl-creatvres · 2 years

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about the blog — this is basically my au!bucky spam, more specifically my college, frat & drummer!bucky aus!

about the blogger — my main is @riverevelations which is where you can find all of my other bucky works & works from other fandoms!

disclaimer — i am NINETEEN and DO NOT ASSOCIATE with minors (under the age of 18) in any way, shape, or form! if you are a minor, do not interact with this blog or any of its posts because you will be BLOCKED!

links & tags under the cut!

** all college!bucky fics will be from the “it’s brooklyn, baby” universe!

** all frat! & drummer!bucky fics will be from the same respective universes!

𝗰𝗼𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗴𝗲!𝗯𝘂𝗰𝗸𝘆

asks tagged under #c!bucky things

𝗳𝗿𝗮𝘁!𝗯𝘂𝗰𝗸𝘆

asks tagged under #f!bucky things

𝗱𝗿𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗲𝗿!𝗯𝘂𝗰𝗸𝘆

asks tagged under #d!bucky things

#river <3 #bucky barnes #signal boost

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beavtifvl-creatvres · 3 years

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yall i swear im not dead, work and classes have me going crazy. im gonna try to write smtg soon!!!!!

sorry!!!! <3

#writing updates #x reader

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beavtifvl-creatvres · 3 years

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𝙀𝙭𝙩𝙧𝙖

fics, stories, and writing that don't have any particular pairings

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her last words (read the tags for trigger warning b4 you read!!!)

#reader #reader insert #reader smut #reader fluff #reader angst

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beavtifvl-creatvres · 3 years

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{ 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 }

warning(s): cutting, self harm, last words from someone dead, self hate pairing(s): no particular pairing summary: y/n finally said what was on her mind, the downside? she had to die for everyone to hear it. a/n: okay so these are some things that have been on my mind. it's written like a story (kind of) and the people, though they don't have a set name, are ones in my life. this is kind of a touchy topic for me so please be patient with me if it's not so put together and stuff. some people in this is: my mom, dad, boyfriend, best friends, etc.

dear mom, you thought i would get somewhere with life while i was failing at being happy. you said that i was okay, said that i had everything i would ever want in this world. well look at me now, aren’t you proud of your precious child. i sent 10 years crying in my room whenever you yelled at me, a little girl does not deserve that. at 11 i got my first boyfriend, god how i wanted to tell you, wanted you to help me get through it, tell me what to do when he broke my heart, stop me from going back to him on and off for almost 2 years, i wanted you to hold me when i cried because the girls at school were too harsh. why were you never a mom unless you were in a good mood? we were finally starting to get somewhere in our relationship, but I suppose it was too late for reparations.

dear ex best friend, i can’t believe that i spent so long by your side, protecting you from everything, sticking up for you, and making sure you were smiling. and yet we grew apart. when did you change? what made you change? was it something i did? what the hell made you think it was okay to take me for granted? you changed. and goddammit I wanted to ignore it, but it hurt. it hurt to know that you won’t be the same person I looked up to, the one that I grew up with. what happened?

dear dad, why did you never stick up for me? you knew i didn’t do anything wrong. you knew that she was being harsh. but every time i got in trouble you said it was because of her stress and every time I still looked to you to help me even when I knew you wouldn’t. I loved you, I looked up to you. you set a standard to me that I never thought another man could exceed.

but someone did.

dear…love of my life. you don’t belong on here. you did nothing to me. you did nothing other than try to help me. I can’t believe that you stuck by my side through everything. but maybe this will help them understand just how much you mean to me.

jesus christ, you made me happy. and it was terrifying how many nights I stayed up overthinking all the points in our relation. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I’m sorry. I know that no matter how many times I say it, it doesn’t make it hurt any less. I am so sorry. please move on baby, be happy. you say that I’m the love of your life, the one you’re gonna marry, the best girl in this world, and the only one for you. but you will find someone else. someone who loves you, someone prettier, someone skinnier, someone who can control her emotions, but most of all, someone who will stick by your side.

to his next love… treat him right. support his dreams, they can get crazy, I know. but he’ll get there. he loves showing you off but he doesn’t want to ever overwhelm you. on his bad days, he needs to be holding you. make him something homemade, he loves it. get him a bracelet and he’ll wear it as a lucky charm for everything. please be gentle with his heart, he’s gone through so much already so just be patient.

dear world, I’m sorry but I can’t do this anymore…

there on the bed she laid. a crumpled piece of paper sat on her desk, addressed to everyone. everyone who had once hurt her. everyone who deserved an explanation. everyone read and re-read it. over and over and over again as if they couldn’t understand why the little girl with the bright eyes and gleaming smile took her life. but that’s what hurts the most I think. little girls change. no. society changes them. parents change them. school changes them. and in the end, maybe growing up is the scariest thing. or maybe the scariest thing is the slight regret that washes over you as you feel everything fading away as you take your last breath.

I’m sorry…. signed, the little girl who grew up too fast

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