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Losing You

Jack Kelly x reader

warning: sad Jack, crying, kinda fluff

There you were laying next to Jack in his ‘penthouse’ late in the night, his arms wrapped tightly around you. You would be lying if you said that you didn’t like waking up next to Jack, your head on his chest as he quietly snores next to you, but you knew deep down that the two of you would never work out. He was a Newsie and you were the daughter of a rich man who was to be married off to another rich man named Samuel by the end of the year, and still haven’t told Jack the news. You only met Samuel once, he was quite rude the first time you met him. Your father arranged the marriage because Samuel was the son of one of his good business partners. “What you’s thinking ‘bout darlin'” you look up to see Jack awake you gave him a sad smile “Just life I guess, but I really should be getting back, if I’m not home in the morning my father would not be happy.” You get up before Jack stops your movements as he comes up behind you gapping your waist, swaying back and forth. “Come on baby it’s already dark and I’s don’t want you’s gettin’ hurt out there.” you lay your head on Jack's shoulder as a tear rolls down your face. You were going to miss these nights with Jack “Baby what’s wrong?” a few more tears were falling down your face now, his hands were on your face wiping your tears away with his thumbs “Jack, I love you,” he smiled kissing your cheek “I love’s you too”

“But Jack we can’t be together, we were just a bad idea.”

“Y/N...what’s you’s goin’ on ‘bout”

“I’m to be married by the end of the year, my father, he arranged the whole thing” You could see the hurt in his eyes, your hands where now cupping his face all you wanted to do was kiss him but you were afraid you would just be rubbing salt in the wound “No, no there has to be something we can do” more tears streamed down your face and you could tell he was holding back his own “Jack” you voice was just a whisper you weren’t even sure he could hear you “Y/N what if we leave, go to Santa Fe go to a little town just like we talked about, get a small house, you know get married and have a few kids”

“You know you can’t leave now the boys wouldn't know what to do without you, plus you’re in the middle of a strike”

“Well we still got a few months after the strike we can leave, and live our own lives with no one telling us what to do.” You gave him a sad smile “Please Y/N I don’t want to lose you, I-I can’t lose you” a single tear rolled down his face and you were quick to wipe it away. He pulled you in for a short kiss “Y/N I love you with all my heart, you changed my life for the better and I don’t know where I would be without you. Will you marry me?” you smiled at him kissing him once more tears falling down your face, but this time they were happy ones “Yes” in that moment you didn’t care what would happen next all you cared about was Jack.

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Okay y’all, imagine Loki’s reaction to his own child telling people “my daddy is my hero.”

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I Missed You

Loki x reader

warning: none 

an: Sorry it’s so short but I'm bad at writing plot so yeah. Hope you like it  

Your dress flowed behind you as you walked into the ballroom. “Lady y/n, good to see you again” you looked toward the voice to see Thor all dressed up and holding two drinks. “Good evening, Thor” he gave you a smile and handed you one of the drinks he had. “How are your travels going?” “Oh they’re going just fine” you said before taking a drink and looking around the room. “He’s over there” you turn to where Thor was pointing and and see Loki in the corner of the room, the both of you making eye contact before you turn back to Thor “Now what makes you think I was looking for him?” he gave you a little smile “no reason, by the way he’s coming over here” you turn your head to see Loki heading your way “shit” you whisper, Thor chuckled before taking your empty glass and leaving. “You look beautiful tonight darling” you turn to see Loki with a little smile on his face which makes your heart melt. “Why thank you” “Would you care to dance” you couldn’t help the smile that appeared on your face “I would love nothing more”. Loki grabbed your hand and led you to the dance floor. “I’ve missed you y/n” you let your head rest on his shoulder as the two of you dance to the music the was playing “I’ve missed you too Loki”.

#loki #loki x reader #Loki Laufeyson #loki odinson #loki of asgard #Loki Love #thor #thor odinson #loki oneshot #loki fanfic #Avengers #x reader #oneshot #loki imagine #loki is bae

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This is so fucking cute 🥰

Bucky x pregnant little reader 🤍 she goes into labor and has a home birth🤍 a lot of fluff

absolutely smitten

pairing: daddy!Bucky x little!Reader

warnings: fluff! mentions of childbirth!

a/n: thank you for the request, and I hope you enjoy!

you were in a world of pain.

you knew that the baby could be coming any day now, and you were prepared. you had the tub ready, your midwife on speed dial, as well as the nursery that had been prepared by Bucky last week.

everything was done, and ready, but you weren't. when you'd woken up that morning to intense pains shooting across your stomach, you were scared. you'd tapped a snoring Bucky on the forehead, and called his name.

"dada." you said, and he immediately opened his eyes. you explained what was happening, and Bucky calmed you down, saying nothing was wrong with the baby, you were just going into labor. the next few hours were a rush, getting the medical team to your floor of the compound, and keeping you calm through contractions.

eventually, it came time to push, and Bucky helped you sit in the bath with your back pressed to his chest. he held your hands in his as he encouraged you to push as hard as you can, while breathing with you in between contractions. eventually, you were told that the midwife could see the baby's head, and you pushed even harder, Bucky cheering you on from behind you.

a cry pierced the air, and you were then met with overwhelming love as your baby was laid on your chest for the first time. your little brain and your big brain fought for dominance, and you ended up somewhere in the middle. you turned as best as you could, and showed her off to Bucky proudly.

"look dada, it's Becca," you whispered, disregarding the tears pouring down your face. Bucky was crying too, his eyes locked on his daughter. he brought his metal hand up and placed it on your cheek, pulling your head against his.

"yeah, baby it is." he whispered, kissing your tear soaked skin. "it's Becca. you did such a good job, baby girl. I'm so fucking proud of you baby. so proud." he praised, and you blushed, your hands cradling Becca closer to your body as she settled down.

she gazed up at you, and you looked at her in awe. "I bet that hurt," you said, looking at her. "you're okay now." you said, and Becca just continued to gaze. "here, I kiss it better." you said, and planted a kiss on one of her little cheeks. "there, no more pain." you said, settling back against Bucky, who unbeknownst to you, was sobbing seeing the interaction between his baby girls.

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you know it’s going downhill again when you’re back on the fanfic bullshit.

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housesitting | bucky barnes x reader

summary: Housesitting for Steve Rogers has many perks. The man has the comfiest bed you’ve ever slept in; his coffee machine is top tier; and he also pays for every single streaming service you could think of, because he doesn’t wanna miss anything.

You can hardly see how Bucky Barnes stumbling into his apartment at 3 am with multiple wounds is one of them. But I guess it might be?

notes: this is my attempt at a more ~comedy centered one-shot, with some making out in the middle because uh, who doesn’t like that? In other news, reader is Chaotic. Canon mcu (Infinity War/Endgame) is non-existent in this.  (word count: 3K)

warnings: language, mentions of blood, gunshot wounds, general patching up shenanigans, some making out/grinding but not quite third base

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Housesitting for Steve Rogers has many perks. The man has the comfiest bed you’ve ever slept in; his coffee machine is top tier; and he also pays for every single streaming service you could think of, because he doesn’t wanna miss anything. An old popsicle thing, you assume.

It’s peaceful, too. The neighborhood is nice and quiet, the other tenants are either extremely polite or too scared of Captain America to make much noise. You’ve had very nice stay-cations at his place, where you were free to choose to binge The Office while eating an entire pizza in the spam of 2 episodes or taking advantage of the quiet to write your grad-school thesis.

So when a loud BANG almost makes you drop your coffee mug on the floor, your spidey senses are immediately on alert. You don’t care how many times Peter insisted that it wasn’t a thing, your arm hairs stood up and your heart started hammering on your chest all the same.

You contemplate squeezing under the bed, turning off the show that was long abandoned and hiding until whatever it is goes away, but before you can do any of that, a string of sharp cursing and soft thumps and thuds snaps you out of your fear.

Maybe it’s a burglar. You could take a clumsy burglar, easy.

Now feeling like Tony had just welcomed you into the Avengers, you hop off Steve’s bed and let your baby Yoda socked feet carry you stealthily into the living room, holding a table lamp as if it was a baseball bat.

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Y/N: So you’re saying you’re a person like us?

Vision: Yes.

Y/N: Okay then. Which of these pictures have a stop sign in them?

Vision: Uuuuuuhhhhh…

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🥰

Bucky fluff #1

A really good way to shut you favorite someone up. Try it.

Check @fluffeh-kitty for her b e e f y Bucky struggles 😍

*reblogs are very much welcome, my Bs 💛*

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Y/N: Natasha pissed me off yesterday so I changed my phone background to another woman’s picture.

Carol: Oh come on now, Y/N, you guys are married, you really think Natasha is that jealous or insecure?

Natasha, yelling from another room: BABE?! WHO THE FUCK IS THIS?!

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Wade: We need to distract these guys.

Y/N: Leave it to me.

Y/N: Centaurs have six limbs and are therefore insects. Discuss.

Tony, Bruce and Stephen: *Immediately begin arguing*

Peter, watching in horror: Oh this. I don’t like this. I don’t like this at all.

Wade: I love this.

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My heart ❤️ ☺️

Up All Night (B.B)

A/N: *this contains spoilers from the first episode of TFATWS*

A/N 2: two fics in a night? Woops. I feel like I had to write some Bucky because I melted at the sight of him today, and just wanted to hug him. So this fic in my hug to him.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x F!reader.

Warnings: mentions of - (therapy, marriage counseling, nightmares, cheating ex), fluff, alcohol consumption, spoilers.

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You waited at the reception as the receptionist worked on your final bill. She kept glaring at you every time you tapped your fingers on the glass, unintentionally distracting her.

You felt a presence next you, and you turned around to look at them,

“Bucky Barnes?”

His head snapped towards you as he looked at you, clearly confused, “I - I’m sorry, do I know you? I’ve been very distracted lately, I apologize.”

You chuckled as you shook your head, “that’s alright. I worked as Bruce’s lab assistant for a month. I helped you -

"With my arm, yes. I remember you now. Are - are you here for therapy or I mean, I’m sorry you don’t have to answer that.” Bucky felt nervous. He was often nervous but this time it felt a little different.

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First off 100% agree, second off why the hell did I first read it as

We respect fat here, sir women

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I have a love hate relationship with this fic

Cheat

“The least you could do was say goodnight to your daughter.” It came off as a bite, a bitter snap at him, as he was sitting on the couch in his hotel room.

“Do you have to start this now?” He asked with exhaustion radiating from his every pore. “I’m tired and I’d like to go to bed.”

Your rebuttal came quick, with bitter strength behind its simple meaning. He could feel every single emotion as it settled and passed, through the phone. “So am I.”

He sighed and hung his head, guilt spreading like poison. You were at home taking care of your kids while he was feigning a business trip. You were home struggling to make the house a home while he was away, with an unmarried woman in his bed.

“I’m sorry, baby.” He tried to apologize, though it lost its meaning when the other woman he was with walked out of the bathroom in $2,000 lingerie. “I’ll be home soon.”

He felt sick, speaking the words with so disingenuously.

“She misses you.” Your voice hitched, caught in your throat. He could tell you were near the point of tears, you were near the point of crying from exhaustion, from the weight of losing him to someone else.

“I miss her too.” He spoke through the phone while watching his mistress, his side piece strut toward him in pumps and straps of silk and lace. “I’ll say goodnight.”

He heard footsteps running down the hall, the sound of clatters in the background as his daughter jumped out of bed to come say goodnight to him. He could picture her face, her bright eyes sparking at the thought of talking to daddy.

He felt sick. He felt his heart lurching in his chest when the phone was switched from you to her. He felt his stomach turn sour when he heard the sound of his daughter’s giggling.

“Hi princess.” He tried to keep his tone even, his voice under control.

“Hi daddy! I miss you!” She was eager to speak, excitement bursting from her even though she was supposed to be settling for bed.

“I miss you too.” A real smile built on his face, a smile he had only reserved for her. “Daddy’s going to bring you back a surprise.”

Your daughter screamed and jostled the phone, the sound of it clattering on the floor was all he heard before he heard you hiss through the phone.

“You miss the entire week and think you can make up for it by buying her toys?” You were hurt, you were heartbroken by his actions. “And then you tell her that before bed? Do you have any idea how long it’ll take for me to put her back down?”

Bucky sighed and leaned back against the couch. He closed his eyes and focused on the sound of your angry, heavy breathing through the phone. With your daughter being 5 and your son just turning 1 and a half, you were already exhausted. However, now you were pregnant with another girl and that just added to it all.

“Baby I’m sorry-“ Bucky had to stop himself. He had to stop himself from moaning as the other woman in his life dropped to her knees in front of him. She started unzipping his jeans while licking her bottom lip, the red stain on her plump lips making his cock twitch.

“All you say is sorry. All you do is apologize and its not enough. You’re always at work or meetings when I need you here.” Your voice hitched again, nearing the tipping point.

“I’m trying to provide a good life for you.” Bucky hissed when the woman in front of him wrapped her red lips around the head of his cock.

“What good is working all the time if you never get to enjoy our company? I need my husband.” You plead with him, the tremble in your voice a sign of your tears, of your heartbreak.

“I’m sorry.” Bucky shift on the couch in the hotel room, spreading his legs further. “I need to be here-“

“The furnace quit. You said you would call someone and you didn’t.” Bucky was riddled with guilt again, the stabbing pain of sorrow and remorse.

“Shit, Y/N.” he was torn between moaning in pleasure and groaning from his stupidity.

He was over 3,000 miles away in the sun, while you were home in the blistering cold. The only thing you asked of him before he left was to call someone to fix the furnace. That’s all you expected of him.

“We could’ve frozen to death, Bucky!” You raised your voice to a shriek, losing complete control of yourself. “Our baby! Our 1 1/2 year old baby-“

“Damnit! I said I was sorry!” Bucky pulled the phone away from his ear when he heard you start sobbing. “Babe...Y/N I’m sorry...”

“Why aren’t we good enough for you anymore? Why aren’t we enough? Why do you have to take every business trip?” You asked questions he didn’t want to answer, the questions he couldn’t answer.

You were a mother run off her feet. You were a devoted wife to a husband who was a cheating pig. While you were home with the family, he was away screwing someone from work who had no kids or a husband. He was screwing a woman with a pre-baby body that was tight and firm.

“I’m sorry about the furnace-“ he had to pull the phone away from him as his mistress shoved her mouth on every inch of his cock, taking his entire length and girth in.

“Steve fixed it. He came over to see if you were back and saw the kids bundled up in a pile of blankets.” You were back to speaking venomously. “If it weren’t for him-“

Bucky’s eyes rolled back in his head, his moans growing louder and out of control. He was going to spill it all, he was going to get himself caught if his mistress didn’t stop sucking him off like a pornstar.

“I am everything you want.” His mistress pulled her mouth off of his cock with a loud pop, whispering the sultry words as she removed the lingerie from her breasts, exposing herself. “I’m all the fun you need.”

“I have to go.” He spoke to you, urging the phone call to end. “I’ll call you tomorrow.”

You sighed and agreed and just as Bucky went to hang up, your soft voice called him back. He heard you whisper through tears, whisper straight to him as a last ditch effort to gain his attention again.

“Bucky,” your voice trembled, “stay safe. I love you.”

The phone call ended, the phone falling from his lax hand as he was struck with immense guilt.

“Don’t worry ‘daddy’.” His mistress purred. “Baby is here to take care of you.”

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