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THROUGH A RAPIST’S EYES” (PLS TAKE TIME TO READ THIS. It may save a life, It may save your life.)

An Article from Neena Susan Thomas

“Through a rapist’s eyes. A group of rapists and date rapists in prison were interview…ed on what they look for in a potential victim and here are some interesting facts:

1] The first thing men look for in a potential victim is hairstyle. They are most likely to go after a woman with a ponytail, bun! , braid, or other hairstyle that can easily be grabbed. They are also likely to go after a woman with long hair. Women with short hair are not common targets.

2] The second thing men look for is clothing. They will look for women who’s clothing is easy to remove quickly. Many of them carry scissors around to cut clothing.

3] They also look for women using their cell phone, searching through their purse or doing other activities while walking because they are off guard and can be easily overpowered.

4] The number one place women are abducted from / attacked at is grocery store parking lots.

5] Number two is office parking lots/garages.

6] Number three is public restrooms.

7] The thing about these men is that they are looking to grab a woman and quickly move her to a second location where they don’t have to worry about getting caught.

8] If you put up any kind of a fight at all, they get discouraged because it only takes a minute or two for them to realize that going after you isn’t worth it because it will be time-consuming.

9] These men said they would not pick on women who have umbrellas,or other similar objects that can be used from a distance, in their hands.

10] Keys are not a deterrent because you have to get really close to the attacker to use them as a weapon. So, the idea is to convince these guys you’re not worth it.

POINTS THAT WE SHOULD REMEMBER:

1] If someone is following behind you on a street or in a garage or with you in an elevator or stairwell, look them in the face and ask them a question, like what time is it, or make general small talk: can’t believe it is so cold out here, we’re in for a bad winter. Now that you’ve seen their faces and could identify them in a line- up, you lose appeal as a target.

2] If someone is coming toward you, hold out your hands in front of you and yell Stop or Stay back! Most of the rapists this man talked to said they’d leave a woman alone if she yelled or showed that she would not be afraid to fight back. Again, they are looking for an EASY target.

3] If you carry pepper spray (this instructor was a huge advocate of it and carries it with him wherever he goes,) yelling I HAVE PEPPER SPRAY and holding it out will be a deterrent.

4] If someone grabs you, you can’t beat them with strength but you can do it by outsmarting them. If you are grabbed around the waist from behind, pinch the attacker either under the arm between the elbow and armpit or in the upper inner thigh – HARD. One woman in a class this guy taught told him she used the underarm pinch on a guy who was trying to date rape her and was so upset she broke through the skin and tore out muscle strands the guy needed stitches. Try pinching yourself in those places as hard as you can stand it; it really hurts.

5] After the initial hit, always go for the groin. I know from a particularly unfortunate experience that if you slap a guy’s parts it is extremely painful. You might think that you’ll anger the guy and make him want to hurt you more, but the thing these rapists told our instructor is that they want a woman who will not cause him a lot of trouble. Start causing trouble, and he’s out of there.

6] When the guy puts his hands up to you, grab his first two fingers and bend them back as far as possible with as much pressure pushing down on them as possible. The instructor did it to me without using much pressure, and I ended up on my knees and both knuckles cracked audibly.

7] Of course the things we always hear still apply. Always be aware of your surroundings, take someone with you if you can and if you see any odd behavior, don’t dismiss it, go with your instincts. You may feel little silly at the time, but you’d feel much worse if the guy really was trouble.

FINALLY, PLEASE REMEMBER THESE AS WELL ….

1. Tip from Tae Kwon Do: The elbow is the strongest point on your body. If you are close enough to use it, do it.

2. Learned this from a tourist guide to New Orleans : if a robber asks for your wallet and/or purse, DO NOT HAND IT TO HIM. Toss it away from you…. chances are that he is more interested in your wallet and/or purse than you and he will go for the wallet/purse. RUN LIKE MAD IN THE OTHER DIRECTION!

3. If you are ever thrown into the trunk of a car: Kick out the back tail lights and stick your arm out the hole and start waving like crazy. The driver won’t see you but everybody else will. This has saved lives.

4. Women have a tendency to get into their cars after shopping,eating, working, etc., and just sit (doing their checkbook, or making a list, etc. DON’T DO THIS! The predator will be watching you, and this is the perfect opportunity for him to get in on the passenger side,put a gun to your head, and tell you where to go. AS SOON AS YOU CLOSE the DOORS , LEAVE.

5. A few notes about getting into your car in a parking lot, or parking garage:

a. Be aware: look around your car as someone may be hiding at the passenger side , peek into your car, inside the passenger side floor, and in the back seat. ( DO THIS TOO BEFORE RIDING A TAXI CAB) .

b. If you are parked next to a big van, enter your car from the passenger door. Most serial killers attack their victims by pulling them into their vans while the women are attempting to get into their cars.

c. Look at the car parked on the driver’s side of your vehicle, and the passenger side. If a male is sitting alone in the seat nearest your car, you may want to walk back into the mall, or work, and get a guard/policeman to walk you back out. IT IS ALWAYS BETTER TO BE SAFE THAN SORRY. (And better paranoid than dead.)

6. ALWAYS take the elevator instead of the stairs. (Stairwells are horrible places to be alone and the perfect crime spot).

7. If the predator has a gun and you are not under his control, ALWAYS RUN! The predator will only hit you (a running target) 4 in 100 times; And even then, it most likely WILL NOT be a vital organ. RUN!

8. As women, we are always trying to be sympathetic: STOP IT! It may get you raped, or killed. Ted Bundy, the serial killer, was a good-looking, well educated man, who ALWAYS played on the sympathies of unsuspecting women. He walked with a cane, or a limp, and often asked “for help” into his vehicle or with his vehicle, which is when he abducted his next victim.

Send this to any woman you know that may need to be reminded that the world we live in has a lot of crazies in it and it’s better safe than sorry.

If u have compassion reblog this post. ‘Helping hands are better than Praying Lips’ – give us your helping hand.

REBLOG THIS AND LET EVERY GIRL KNOW AT LEAST PEOPLE WILL KNOW WHATS GOING ON IN THIS WORLD. So please reblog this….Your one reblog can Help to spread this information.

THIS COULD ACTUALLY SAVE A LIFE.”

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this quiz sorts through characters from like dozens of fandoms and finds the one you’re most like. I’m not even a little bit surprised by my result

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I’ve been laughing for 20 minutes please and help 💀💀💀

Omfg I didn't know Binky's last name was Barnes

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Words cannot describe how much I fucking love this

And they’re roommates (3): Moving forward

Pairing: New Girl AU! Bucky x F! Reader

Summary: Fighting to get your shit back from your ex with the help of your new roommates. You also get closer to bucky, who asks you for a favor. {wc: 1.8k }

Warning: Cursing lots of it, a small fight bc Brock is an ass, suggestive comments. Clint is a douche like Schmidt. Alcohol and drunk behavior. True American has arrived.

A/N: I love writing this story so much and thank you all for the support, it has been overwhelming. That being said, I want to remind people that there will be smut in later chapters, so minors beware and be safe. I am planning on separating that from the main story so everyone can enjoy it but idk, you guys send me an ask or comment on what I should do.

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You had told Brock you were going to pick up your stuff on Friday, without mentioning the guys were going too. At first, it was only going to be Steve and Bucky, because they are the only ones that didn’t work on Friday. But Sam and Clint jumped at the chance to miss work.

“It’s Friday. No student wants to see the guidance counselor. I’ll literally be bored the entire day, texting Steve.” Sam argued.

“And I just don’t want to go. Danvers sounded mad and there’s a higher-up meeting. I will not be there for that civil war to break out.” Clint whined. You didn’t mind all the guys going, the more the merrier.

“Clint, shut up” “ Seriously dude, not the time.” “Read the room, dipshit.” The guys started to chastise Clint while you just stared at the house you used to live in, where you thought you would be for a long time.

“I am just sayinnnggg. If I was living here, I wouldn’t care to be cheated on. This is way better than our- ouch fuck you, Rogers.” Clint was interrupted by Steve, who punched his forearm.

Sam stifled a laugh. You were stuck where you stood, thinking everyone was focusing on Steve and Clint’s fight.

“Hey, you okay?” Bucky asked you, putting his hand on your shoulder. You shrugged.

“I just want my shit man. I’ve been wearing the same two shirts for a week.” You answered. Bucky let out a chuckle. All of you heading to the front door.

Brock opened the door, shirtless with his sweatpants hanging low. Probably expecting you to be alone and trying to win you back with his sex appeal. The only noise that was heard was the chirp of the birds. The silence was deafening.

Suddenly, you could hear Clint and Bucky snickering. Sam let out a loud laugh and Steve was trying to hold his composure. You joined in laughing, which seemed to make Brock mad.

“Oh fuck, I wasn’t expecting that.” Sam said, wiping the tears away. Steve was clutching his stomach, leaning against Bucky who was trying to catch his breath.

“Uhm, who are these men?” Brock asked in a hushed tone. You rolled your eyes at the shirtless idiot in front of you.

“These are my roommates. Now can you move so I can get my stuff?” You remarked, crossing your arms. Brock’s eyes widened.

“Roommates?!” You could feel Bucky roll his eyes. Which was confirmed by Sam snickering.“ What do you mean? I thought you were staying with Nat.” Brock questioned.

“Brock, I don’t have time. Let me get my clothes.” Brock shook his head.

“Not until you explain. What do you mean these are your roommates?” Clint poked his head out to look at Brock, who seemed more stressed about the fact that you were living with 4 men than that this was the end of your relationship. The last time he will see you.

“Well, roommates usually mean that we are all living in the same common space. Although we are more like flatmates, which would be a better way to say it.” Clint explained.

“We have gone over this. We aren’t calling each other flatmates. We aren’t even British.” Sam rolled his eyes. Clint opened his mouth to complain but was interrupted by you.

“Guys, please. Focus.” You snapped at them, then turned your attention to the brooding man standing before you. “Now, may you please move the fuck out of the way?” Smiling “sweetly” at the man.

“No.” All of you groaned.

“Fuck you, Brock.” You exclaimed, trying to push him out of the way, but he didn’t budge.

“Dude, just let the lady get her stuff.” Sam groaned. Bucky moved to stand next to you. Rolling the sleeves of his red henley.

“I’m getting really tired of this bitch. We can do this the easy way or the hard way. The point is, let Y/N get her stuff.” Bucky threatens. Brock, in his ever insecure mega machoness, puffed his chest and let out a grumble.

“I told you to come here alone.” Brock seethe. You were about to make a remark but Steve stepped forward.

“We can go back and forward with this. You want to get back with Y/N, even though she has said no multiple times and you can’t seem to get the no to register in your head. And she just wants her stuff. How about we do what grown folk do and be reasonable?” Steve tried to reason with him. What Steve hasn't gotten is that Brock is the most unreasonable person in the world.

Brock started to laugh. Like cackling maniacally. You looked at Bucky and Sam, who were staring at the laughing man weirdly. Steve looked almost worried, while Clint was swiping his phone, probably on tinder.

“Oh, I get what’s going on. You are all fucking.” Brock said, with a smug smile. As if he had just discovered a giant secret.

“What?!” All of you screamed at him. You almost walked up to him and slapped him.

“It’s the only explanation on why you guys are here. She is fucking all of you, isn’t she? I knew she got over me too quickly.” You knew he was trying to provoke you. Trying to get you to fuck up, and call his dear father to maybe ruin your job opportunities.

You closed your eyes and took a deep breath. Just try not to punch him, Y/N. This will all be a funny story for your memoir later. You told yourself.

Opening your eyes, you saw Bucky’s fist colliding with Brock’s jaw. It was like he fell in slow motion. There was a loud sound when Brock hit the floor. Bucky was rubbing his fist, wincing.

“Well, that was quick.” Sam joked, looking at the knocked-out idiot. Clint tiptoed around the body and entered the house.

“C’mon, let’s get Y/N stuff before he wakes up. I got a date tonight.” Clint announced, throwing Sam one of the boxes you brought to pack your stuff.

“Stevie, Guard dog. Please move the body indoors. We don’t want the neighbors to call the coops.” Sam told the guys, going upstairs with you. Bucky grumbled something under his breath along the lines of “I'm not a guard dog.”

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“Where did you guys get that beer?” Steve asked the two men who were sitting on the couch.

You have gotten most of your stuff out of the bedroom and Sam was helping you get all your books into boxes. Brock had woken up, angry but there was nothing he could do. You had already packed most of your stuff, he just grumbled, cleaned his face, and left. Something about fucking assholes. But nobody listened to him.

“Oh, the fridge,” Bucky said, opening another beer. Clint gave one to Sam, Steve, and you.

“So we are stealing his alcohol now?” Sam joked. Which made you think….

“I mean that’s just his cheap beer. If you want, I can show you his good liquor collection.” You shrugged, taking a gulp. Bucky gasped exaggeratedly.

“Is the lawyer convincing us to steal from her ex?” Clint asked dramatically. Steve rolled his eyes.

“It’s the least you can do is take something.” Bucky noted. “He cheats and you steal his good alcohol. It is a fair bargain.” Clint nodded excitedly at Bucky’s words.

“Uu! We can play true American.” Sam suggested. You frowned.

“What’s true American?” Famous last words from you.

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“True American is a drinking game we made in college. We were revising for an American history class and voilà. We created this monstrosity.” Steve explained while the guys were pushing the furniture and setting up the beers and whisky bottles. Clint came out of his room with colonial-style hats.

“I refuse to wear that,” Bucky said and Sam and you agreed.

“You guys never do anything fun.” Clint pouted.

“When you come up with a good idea, we will listen.” Steve reprimanded, handing you a beer.

And that was the last thing you remembered before starting the game.

“Ronald Regan is in hell!” Bucky screamed, leaning against the chair next to him. He took a sip of the whisky bottle he had taken. You giggled at him. You really didn’t know how much you have drunk, but you knew the hangover tomorrow will be out of this world. Worst than the ones in law school.

“Nooo Bucknassstyyy, the answer is the Declaration of Independence, so take a shot dummy. You aren’t wrong though. ” Sam slurred, Steve, holding him up. Steve wasn’t so sober either. His shirt was almost completely undone and his hair was so messy.

Clint was inside of a cardboard box, snoring. He had passed out when you guys played the Colony section of the game.

You looked at Bucky. You don’t know if it’s the alcohol in your body, but Bucky looked incredibly hot. His hair was messy and he had unbuttoned his shirt a bit. He was a bit sweaty and his cheeks were rosy, probably because of the alcohol.

You didn’t notice Steve and Sam had already headed to their room. Bucky plopped down on the couch next to you. He has so closed, you can feel his warmth. Did someone turn off the A.C? You thought.

“Fuck, I needed this.” Bucky mumbled. You nodded

“Same honestly.” He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

“I don’t know if Steve told you but next weekend we are going to our hometown. A friend of ours is getting married.” You were confused about why he was telling you this. You have heard that they were going to be out then, and you were planning on inviting Nat to stay with you.

“Well, I just found out my ex is also going to be there. Not looking forward to that shit.” He shuddered.

“What do you want to do?” Bucky shrugged, raising the bottle up to his lips.

“Was gonna ask Sam’s sister to come with me but I think Sam might kill me if I do and Dot knows her. She is gonna know we aren’t dating.” In the days you’ve meet Buck, you didn’t know he had more emotions that weren’t sarcasm and annoyance. But he actually looked sad right now.

After taking another sip, he opened his eyes, almost jumping up. He turned to you, with a devilish smile. A smile that said that he was planning something, and you were going to be caught in it.

“But she doesn’t know you…” He smirked.

“Where are you going with this Buck?” It’s probably the alcohol, but the closeness and his expression were making your stomach go crazy. Like wasps buzzing around.

“Come with me to the wedding and pretend to be my girlfriend. I will do all your laundry for a week.” He pleaded. His blue eyes pulling you in, almost pulling the yes out of your mouth. Is this man putting a spell on you? Or was he just that magnetic?

“Fine.” He whooped and handed you the bottle to take a shot. You smiled at his burst of happiness.

You might regret it in the morning but for some reason, you felt things were finally looking up for you.

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Can we talk about how Bucky always kicks with one leg while Steve always does this shit 😂

BUCKY BARNES + kicking

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It’s almost the 4th of July don’t forget to salute America’s Ass!!!!!

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I am fucking dead 💀💀💀💀

*deep breath*

*tries to calm*

“Smaus by you???”

*screams*

*throws expensive wine glass*

“ANOTHER!”

LIKE WHAT IF PETER ACTUALLY TRIES OF THE WHOLE S*X TALK AND SEND A NICE ,HOT, LONG .....message ...SOME REALY DIRTY SHIT if u want..BUT ACCIDENTALLY SEND IT ON THE GRP CHAT WITH HIS FRIENDS. INCLUDE A NUDE AGAIN PLS IT SATISFIES MY HUNGER?!?!? idk please

warnings: swearing, mentions of sex

a/n: this was such a fun request! i haven’t done group chats yet so this was fun to try and figure out. i’m not adding any pics this time so it can be more inclusive, hope you understand! i also used the avengers gc instead of their friends, i didn’t realize this mistake until after making it, sorry! this is heavily inspired by @cherrytholland smau “liars”, it’s super funny and you should give it a read!

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I hope this works

REMEMBER THAT POST WITH CINDERELLA WHERE HER DRESS CHANGES TO THE COLOR OF YOUR BLOG?

THIS ONE DOES IT TOO!!

I found a bunch more!!

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If anyone writes this book I’m buying every copy!

A dating service where matching is based on people’s search history exists. You’re a serial killer. You go on a date with a writer.

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It begins! 🎉

We're going back to the Pilot episode for our first SPN Free Portrait Friday - with a pencil Dean and a watercolor Sam.

Sam is unfinished - I'll let whoever wins decide if I should do more.

RB to enter.

Contest will run all weekend, on here and on Twitter, and I'll announce a winner on Monday 5th July!

I cant afford to pay for shipping, but the art is free - ready to go off to new adventures with new humans. I hope you like it. 🧡

Shipping from UK.

Going to wait until the end of the month so I can ship a few at once. Executive dysfunction is a bitch but I'll do what I gotta.

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Someone please either write this or tag me in something similar because I need it!

Rooomate! Bucky is the type to definatkey get jealous when the reader brings other men over and is a grump the whole time. But he's also super sweet like when the reader comes back drunk he'll remove her makeup and do her whole skincare routine and I just THINK IT'S SO SOFFTT 🥺

it’s because he’s in love with you.

he’d probably lock himself in his room if you had someone over, or punch through a wall when he heard your moans and whimpers through the wall that night

his mind wandering and picturing you underneath him, instead of the douche you brought home, then it’s you listening to his moans through the wall…

but when you’d come home after having a little too much to drink with your friends, and he’s helping you take off your makeup you just grab his face and smush his cheeks together which makes him smile

“you should smile more” you say without even thinking and he just smiles again like “you make me smile, now let’s get you to bed”

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Redamancy

Redamancy (n): the act of loving the one who loves you; a love returned in full.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: Roommate AU - Maybe it was a bit naive to think moving in with your best friend and long-time crush, Bucky Barnes, was going to be some smooth road that led to an admittance of mutual feelings for one another and a happily-ever-after ending, wrapped up nicely in a bow. Naive indeed; especially when you have to consider the fact that Bucky is the biggest womanizer you know.

Warnings / Tags: sexual themes, mutual pinning, angst, cursing, fluff

Word Count: 7,305

A/N: Thank you so much to @marvelfulxbabes for hosting this writing challenge (and for being so gracious in giving me an extension)!! I really hope you like this! :) Also, I wanted to thank @xetoilerouge​ for her unyielding kindness and willingness to toss around plot ideas with me when I was hitting a wall. You’re the best!! And last, but certainly not least, I want to give a huge thank you to my A1 since day one on here, @interabangs​, for essentially being my beta, sounding board, and biggest cheerleader all wrapped up in one when this fic was being…difficult. 💚

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“Those poor boys”

“She deserves to be punished too.”

“I’m not saying I support rape, but-”

“Sorry to say - she deserved it.”

“She put herself in harm’s way”

“But if she was fingered, then that’s not rape.”

“She ruined their lives.”

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Hi everyone, stop whatever the fuck your doing and read this! You will not regret it.

And they're roommates (2): Moving In

Pairing: New Girl AU! Bucky x F! Reader

Summary: You finally have a place to stay and you get to meet your roommates. Everything is right with the world, right? Wrong. {wc: 2.2k}

Warning: Cursing, some play fighting, a John Walker appearance, mentions of violence but it's a joke, alcohol, sexism mentioned but not shown.

A/N: Oh it has taken me so long to write but I haven't been in a writing mood. But I am back. I will be updating this story and Liquid Smooth at least once a week if the energy is there. Everyone who has asked me to be tagged will be. (sorry for the promo but) If you like Spencer Reid, read my story lmao.

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The light-haired man started to whistle and drummed his fingers on the table.

“Cut it out, Barton.” The brunet with blue eyes snapped. The other man looked at him and squinted.

“Well then someone speak because I am bored and you know I can’t handle silence.” The man held his hands up defensively. The brunet just rolled his eyes at his friend’s behavior.

“Please excuse them. They didn’t get enough attention as kids and now they act out. You’ll get used to it.” The other guys yelled in protest, but he just rolled his eyes. “I am Sam and you are already met Steve.” Sam extended his hand and you shook it. Sam gave you a warm smile and pointed to the other guys.

“Stupid number one is Bucky. Stupid number two is Clint.” Sam joked

“Hey! Why is he stupid number one?” Clint grumbled. Bucky just rolled his eyes. You tried to stop yourself from laughing and coughed to mask it.

“Uhm so what do you guys do?” You asked curious to see why these grown adults are doing for them all to be living together.

“I am a TA, I am trying to finish my Ph.D. in art history.” Steve answered, handing you a glass of water. He seemed like the most level-headed one, next to Sam. To you, it seemed like they are the ones to keep the apartment running smoothly. You knew you were gonna get along with them. The other two, who knows?

“I am a guidance counselor for a high school,” Sam said almost annoyed that he had to admit that. Clint had a smug smile on his face.

“I am an administrative assistant. So I guess we are both in the corporate space.” He winked at you. You frowned at that, while Bucky was rolling his eyes. He does that a lot. You thought.

“He is a glorified secretary.” Bucky exposed, letting out a deep chuckle. Clint slapped his forearm.

“And you are just a shitty bartender.” Clint screamed at Bucky. Sam and Steve shook their heads at their friends.

“Keep talking and I won’t give you any more free drinks.” Bucky threatened. Clint gasped and pointed a finger at Bucky.

“You wouldn’t.” “You bet your ass I fucking would.” You turned to Sam and Steve who were amused at the fight that was going to break out.

“Are they always like this?” You asked, with a hint of amusement in your voice. Sam smirked while Steve looked almost embarrassed.

“Nah, today is a calm day. C’mon, let us show you the room.” You stood up and followed Sam and Steve.

The room was a lot bigger than you expected. You really didn’t need much, but this was more than enough. It had a large enough closet and a huge window. You had enough room for a desk and a bookshelf. It was perfect.

“Sam and I are in the bedroom next to the kitchen. Down the hall, is Bucky and the room close to yours is Clint’s.” Steve said, snapping you out of your daydream.

“Oh, you two are-” “A couple yeah. For 4 years now.” Sam interrupted, the two men smiled at each other.

“Not to be rude. But why are you guys living here?” You asked, curious. Sam laughed and Steve just let out a chuckle.

“New York is expensive as hell. And neither one of us make enough money.” Steve explained. That makes sense. You thought. You were in a similar situation, just that you are alone and don’t have enough money. If only you would be promoted.

“Also this is sorta a temporary thing for all of us. Like I can’t wait till I stop being a guidance counselor which hopefully is soon and Steve is almost done with his studies and he might finally get a job.” Sam continued explaining.

“What about Clint and Bucky?” Steve winced when you said Bucky, Sam gave him a look.

“Well, Clint is trying his best to get a promotion. He hates being a secretary, and he has worked a while for that company, so he might be able to have that promotion. And Bucky, well. We don’t know.” Steve replied sadly. You didn’t know what to say. But before you could even think about talking, Bucky poked his head out of the doorway.

“Hey, new girl. How good of a lawyer are you?” He asked, nonchalantly. Sam and Steve frowned.

“Depends on the case. But I am pretty good overall.” You answered. Bucky nodded, looking at the ceiling, trying to avoid Sam and Steve.

“Okay hypothetically speaking, if I have, I don’t know, like 13 unpaid parking tickets, could you save me from going to jail?” He started.

“Bucky, what the fuck?” Steve interrupted but Bucky shushed him.

“I said hypothetically. Anyway, could you?” He smiled, quite sweetly. He has a nice smile and eyes. And hair. What the fuck, y/n? You screamed in your mind.

“I think I can help out with that.” Bucky grinned.

“I am going to like her.” Nodding before leaving the room. Bucky was going to be trouble, you felt it in your gut. What did you sign up for? And why did you feel like you will enjoy it?

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“What do you mean you are going to stay there anyway?!” Natasha screamed through the phone. You rolled your eyes while Vision cringed at her tone. Wanda just stayed focus on stirring the pot. You decided to facetime your friends to tell them the good news. Well, good news for you, but for them, it was news that made them feel like you have officially lost it.

“Nat, they are really nice. Well, Clint is a little weird, sort of a bouche but still. The apartment is nice, close to my work, and look at my room.” You moved your phone so she would see how big it was. She was probably still gonna hate it. She is just worried about your safety and you understand that.

“Y/N, you don’t know any of those men. They could be serial killers, for all you know.” She retorted. You saw Bucky passing your room.

“Hey, Bucky! You aren’t gonna kill me right?” You yelled at him, he stopped in his track and looked at you seriously.

“Oh yeah, we are just waiting for you to get comfy to strike.” You threw a pillow at Bucky, which just made him laugh.

“He is joking….” You tried to deflect. “Listen, I have nowhere else to go. Let me do this, you guys know I am not dumb and I know how to protect myself. “ You tried to reason with your friends. You understood their fear, especially because of how fast things have gone. You really didn’t have time to mend your heart and now you are going to live with four strange men.

“Y/N, if you don’t feel safe or start feeling uncomfortable. Anything happens, you tell us. Because you know me and Vis will always have a room in our house for you. Promise us that.” Wanda said. Stopping what she was doing, to look at you.

“C’mon, I seriously don’t think-” Wanda interrupted what you were saying and gave you a sharp look.

“Promise me, that if you ever feel like you need to leave. You will tell me and Vis and we will pick you up. Promise me, y/l/n!” She demanded, you sighed and mumble a yes. Wanda smiled at you.

-

Refusing to call, text, or even see Brock, you emailed him that movers and Vision were heading there this week to get your shit and move it to your new apartment. What was his fucking answer?

Brock: Baby, please. I am sorry. She doesn’t mean anything. Please come back, it will never happen again.

Y/N: We are done, stop trying to get us back together. Please be ready to let Vis and the movers in on Thursday.

Brock: No.

Y/N: The fuck you mean no?

Brock: No. We need to talk face to face. If you don’t show up, I am not opening the house. I want to see you, for fuck sake.

You let out a grown, not realizing how loud you were. Rubbing your temples, trying hard not to throw the computer out of the window. But your day was going to get worse.

“Woah there Y/L/N. Might want to turn the noise down.” Said the walking pain in the ass known as John Walker. His smug face appeared and you didn’t know if you wanted to throw your computer at Brock or the fucking white man whose office was close to yours.

John and you are both fighting to be promoted, which has been a fucking nightmare because there isn’t a human being who is a bigger asskisser than this walking mistake.

“What do you want Walker?” You sneered at the man. He closes your door and sat down in the chairs that were in front of your desk.

“Oh, nothing. Just wanted to say that some rumors are going around about the company and how there’s a new division that is going to open and that they are gonna choose a supervisor.” John Walker might be a pain but he always gets the information first and will always tell you.

“Hmm, interesting. Hope they choose someone good for the job.” You replied, nonchalantly. To make it seem as if you weren’t gunning for it. Oh, but you were and you needed that job. Badly. John rolled his eyes.

“We both know they are gonna pick one of us. So let the games begin.” He said before leaving and almost slamming your door closed. Great, a competition with this asshole and a fight with another to get your shit back.

-

“You look like you could use a drink.” Steve noted, looking at the way you were sprawled out on the couch, looking dead as ever. You nodded weakly. Steve chuckled.

“C’mon let’s get you some. Drinks are on Bucky.” He joked.

Bucky’s bar was just how you imagined. It wasn’t bright, it was strangely dark. There was a mixture of people who worked high-end jobs and people who looked like they have never left the bar. It was almost comforting.

You saw Sam and Clint at the bar, both of them in their work clothes. Meanwhile, Bucky had a red flannel. Sam noticed Steve and you had arrived and waved at you guys. Clint was too busy trying to flirt with a girl that was next to him.

“Hey, Buck! Y/N needs a drink.” Steve said, wrapping his arms around Sam. You almost rolled your eyes at how adorable they are. It was not the time to be next to a loving and healthy couple. Bucky smirked.

“What do you want?” Bucky asked while cleaning some beer glasses. You sighed and sat down. Leaning into the bar counter.

“Something that will make me forget that my douchebag ex doesn’t want to give me back my shit because he wants to get back with me and that my shitty coworker is a sexist pig who hates the idea of me progressing because I am a woman.” You grumbled, your head hitting the counter after you finished your rant. Bucky nodded and starting making you a drink.

“Damn, girl you are going through it.”Clint said. You groaned, looking up at the ceiling. Sam put his hand on your shoulder.

“Right now, I just need my clothes and my stuff. But Brock refuses to let anyone get it for me because I have to go. And I really hate the idea of going in there alone, and I can ask Vision to come with me but he knows Vis and Brock knows Vis won’t fight.” Bucky handed you a strange red drink, you took it and drank it without a thought. Which was a mistake because it felt like it burnt your entire throat and mouth. You started to fan your mouth and pant.

“What the fuck was that Bucky?!” You screamed, Bucky shrugged.

“You asked me for something to help you forget so I made you an Aunt Roberta.” He answered you glared at him. Clint laughed while Sam and Steve looked at Bucky like two disgruntled parents.

“That is not cool, Buck.” Sam reprimanded. Steve nodded.

“You gave her a drink that is 100% alcohol. What the fuck are you even thinking?” Steve yelled. Bucky shrugged again, not fazed by his friend’s anger.

“You treat an outside wound with rubbing alcohol and you treat an inside wound drinking alcohol.” He explained, his friends and you gawking at him. He waved his hand dismissively.

“Anyway, we can help you if you want.” He offered, the guys nodding.

“You would?” You perked up, grabbing the water Bucky was giving you so you could wash out the awful drink you just had.

“Of course we will, roomie. We take care of each other.” Sam said, giving you a warm smile.

“We got your back, Y/N. And if we have to fight, we will. I mean they will because I can’t let the money maker get hurt.” Clint joked and Steve slapped the back of his head. Which made him wince and everyone else laugh.

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I’m sorry but I just fuckiNG BLINKED AND ITS 3AM WHAT THE FUCK!!

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I love Bucky x reader fics, but some of ya’ll need to realise my man is as strong as Steve rogers for the same reason as Steve rogers! It’s not just the metal arm that strong Jesus.

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I am youNGER THAN TOM HOLLAND DAMMIT, THINKING PETER PARKER IS HOT SHOULD NOT MAKE ME FEEL LIKE A NONCE WHAT THE FUCK!

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