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ddaz3d-and-cc0nfused · 1 year

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How about if Bucky was a police detective or a firefighter and ps!reader was like a baker or a nurse and she either Mets in the ER or her bakery and Bucky has like a girlfriend or someone he’s “talking” to and the someone notices that he goes in to the reader’s job more than usual and the girlfriend then goes to her job and says all this stuff but in the end Bucky and ps!reader end up together. Sorry for the rambling!!! 😅

༉‧₊˚. 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 || 𝐛𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲 𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐬

― pairing: firefighter!bucky barnes x plus size!reader

― summary: falling for your avid customer bucky was never in the cards, but when a woman comes storming into your store calling you names, you began to think that he's not who he says he is.

― warnings: bullying, fat shaming, jealousy, hurt/comfort, stalking, mentions of stalking situations, angst, fluff, suggestiveness at the end, flirty bucky, angst with a happy ending.

― wc: 1482

⋆ a/n: thank you so much for this request! it was nice to work on an alternative universe fic, especially firefighter bucky!

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"Good morning sweetness!" Bucky greeted over the sound of your bell hitting the door. You flushed, rolling your eyes as you smiled shyly from behind the counter, brushing some flour off of your hands and onto your apron as you exited the kitchen. "Morning Buck. Same as usual?" He leaned on the glass casings of cupcakes, cakes, cake pops, and other assorted baked treats. Usually, you'd scold customers for dirtying up the glass, but when it came to Bucky, you didn't care.

Bucky was a firefighter with a particular sweet tooth, practically showing up to your establishment almost every day. He was very flirtatious, and heavy on the nicknames as he watched you carefully. At first, the nicknames irritated you, because you thought it was just another man abusing the power of his occupation to catcall a woman, but you saw how kind he was, sometimes even bringing his coworkers Steve & Sam with him. You began to appreciate his arrival, even anticipating his visits whenever you heard the bell sing its similar song.

"So, Doll. I was thinking that maybe you and me could go out to dinner tomorrow night." Butterflies fluttered inside of your stomach at his words, raising an eyebrow as you tried to play your shock off. "Are you asking me out on a date, James?" His grin grew wider as you referred to him as his actual name. "Would that be a problem if I was?" You reached into the casing, pulling out his three chocolate chip cookies he always gets. You knew they for himself, Sam, and Steve. Your heart grew at the selfless act.

"I suppose it wouldn't," You said with faux non-chalance, "Just name the time and place." As you handed him the little baggie full of goodies, you couldn't stop staring at each other with lovesick smiles, even as he left, you burning holes into his muscular back. It was always nice to be able to finish off the day with a smile.

The next day at work seemed to go by too slow for your liking, constantly checking the clock on the wall as you rung customers up.

"Looks like you have somewhere you're eager to be." Your best friend Wanda teased. You rolled your eyes, a tiny grin on your face as you shrugged. "Who knows?" You said playfully. Wanda nudged you with her shoulder, giggling as you feigned annoyance.

Your giggling was cut short by your door hitting the wall, a furious looking woman storming in.

"Which one of you is _______?!" She all but screeched. Your eyes were wide as Wanda rested a hand on your shoulder, giving you a look of concern. "It's okay Wands," You whispered to her, "I got this." Putting on a kind smile, you walked from behind the counter to greet her. This wasn't the first time you had angry customers, but you were always able to calm them down, even coming to an agreement of a refund.

"That's me!" You said with fake enthusiasm. "What can I do for you?" You asked. She just rolled her eyes; her body close to yours as she eyed you up and down. "Stay away from James you fat freak." You could hear gasps come from your customers as your heart fell into your stomach. "I'm not sure I understand what you mean." You said nervously, bile feeling like it was about to rise in the back of your throat.

"What I mean is that he's mine. So, I don't know what you think you're doing flirting with him, but it's got to stop. Now. I'm his girlfriend, and if I ever see you snooping around him ever again, there's going to be some problems." As she stepped closer, you stepped back. "And it's not like he'd ever go for someone as big as you are anyways. Even though he's a firefighter doesn't mean he deals with zoo animals too." She then plastered on a condescending smile. "So, he won't be coming back here anymore. Toodles." With that, she exited out of the store, leaving you standing there utterly humiliated as you tried to wrap your head around what just happened.

Why didn't you say anything? What was she talking about? Bucky had a girlfriend? There were all of these questions swirling in your minds as you felt Wanda's gently hand on your body once more, what she was saying falling on completely deaf ears as you stared at the glass door with your company name on it blankly. All you could do was turn your head to face her with a watery smile. "It's okay, Wands. I'm fine." Despite your words, you disappeared back into the kitchen where you allowed your tears to fall.

You stopped looking at the time, tending to the people that chose to sit in the booths, the college kids that always had study groups there. You knew Bucky was probably waiting for you, but you couldn't find it within your broken heart to care. You had no idea that he was a cheater, the cute — and what you thought was harmless — firefighter turned out to be a total prick. Maybe you got too hopeful. You fell into dark thoughts, ones that you hadn't dwelled on since you were in high school.

You closed up by yourself, bidding Wanda a fruitless goodbye as she held you in her embrace, whispering words of affirmation and encouragement into your ear. Wanda was a good person, the only one that could probably help pull you back from wherever you were falling from.

You were bent over wiping a table when you heard that familiar jingle.

"Sorry, but we're closed," You said, "Come back tomorrow! We open early in the morning." But the door never closed, the bracing breezes brushing up against the naked skin of your arms that your work shirt didn't cover. "I think I already know that." Bucky sounded from behind you. Your whole body froze, your grip on the wet rag tensing as you didn't even bother to look behind you.

"Go away, James." You said coldly. "No." You scoffed and finally turned around. He looked nice, clean shaven, his hair even styled when it was usually always out of place. He dressed up for you.

"I don't go dates with cheaters." You said simply. That made his eyebrows furrow. "Cheater? Doll, I'm single." That made anger bubble deep inside of you. "Oh trust me, I know you're not, because your psycho girlfriend came in my store and humiliated me in front of everyone!" Then, a look of understanding overtook his face, along with one of frustration.

"Goddamn it," Bucky groaned, "Fuckin' Dot." He walked up to you, taking one of your hands in his. You wanted to pull away from him, but the way his callused and worked fingers gripped yours was enchanting. "Baby, that woman... she's—" He gulped. He looked almost anxious. "She's an ex of mine. I broke it off with her and she went psycho. At first, I thought she could just leave me alone, but then... but then she started to stalk me, so I had to get a restraining order against her. It had recently just expired. I figured she had started stalking me again, but I hadn't expected her to be this... to be this bold." He ended with a sigh.

"I'm sorry, _____. I really am. I'm sorry she did that to you, you didn't deserve it. You didn't deserve to be dragged into my shit." You shook your head softly, raising a hand so that it could rest on his now stubble free cheek. "Yes, I didn't deserve it, but you didn't either, Buck. I wish you would have told me about this, yeah, but I understand why you didn't. You wouldn't have scared me away because... because I wanna be with you, and I was really fucking excited when you asked me to go on a date with you." Your thumb caressed his cheek.

He looked at you through his eyelashes, large palms hesitantly landing on your waist, giving you an out to pull away if the gesture made you too uncomfortable. It didn't, instead, it heated up your body, a pleasant warmth settling in your gut at the feeling.

"I would still be willing to go on that date, if you want." You asked. You were scared that he would say no, you did stand him up after all. "Well, the restaurant is closed, but I'm pretty sure that Chinese place is still open. We could order in and watch tv at my place?" You raised an eyebrow at him, smirking. "You're not trying to get me alone so you can get in my pants, are ya, Buck?" You asked playfully. He only chuckled, leaning his head down and brushing his lips against yours.

"It all depends on how you want this night to go."

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steddieunderdogfics · 7 days

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Am I the Asshole? by formosus_iniquis

@formosusiniquis

Rating: Teen and Up

6,052 words, 1/1 chapters

Archive Warning: Chose Not to Use

Tags: Stobin Month (Stranger Things), Stobin Month 2024 (Stranger Things), Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Reddit AU, Some AITA typical terrible people, All relationships outside of Stobin are minor, Robin Buckley & Steve Harrington Are Best Friends, Platonic Soulmates Robin Buckley & Steve Harrington, Queerplatonic Robin Buckley/Steve Harrington, Nonbinary Steve Harrington, Nonbinary Robin Buckley

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r/AmITheAssshole u/HufflepuffHero94 9yrs ago AITA for being concerned about my girlfriends living situation? Even if nothing is going on I'm just worried that living in this kind of environment isn't safe for her. I mean this guy is probably just pretending to be her friend to get in her pants, I think the fact that they're from the same small town means she can't see that. I really think she would be better off if she moved into the dorms with me aita? --- aka the stobin AITA au

This is a MOD rec as a part of our Fic Fridays.

Know a fic that deserves extra love? Submit through our asks or the submission box!

#steddie #steddie fic recs #steve harrington #eddie munson #steve x eddie #stranger things #steddieunderdogfics #fic friday #mod stars rec #teens and up #robin buckley #platonic stobin #stobin #outside pov #teen and up

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profoundbondfanfic · 3 months

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Five Hundred Miles

Five Hundred Miles by thatpeculiarone (@imthatpeculiarone) Rating: Teen and Up Word Count: 6k

Dean Winchester and Cas Novak, along with their friend Charlie Bradbury, have been close friends since sixth grade. Growing up only a couple of streets apart, they were as close as most friends could be. However after years together for middle school, high school and college, Cas ends up moving away to Denver, just when a new stage of their lives was about to begin. Cas is miserable in Denver, missing the life he had back in Lawrence. However, when he realised that he was in love with his best friend, his male best friend, he knew he couldn't stay. There was no way Dean would ever be in love with him... right? However, when Cas awakes to a missed call and voicemail from his friend, he realises that what he perceived wasn't quite as accurate as he thought. So, he begins the five hundred mile journey home.

I will say it time and time again, our fandom is the luckiest, because somehow we got all the best writers out of it. It doesn’t matter if the fic is over 100k or, like this one, less than 10, our writers always manage to give every fic their all, proven once again by Five Hundred Miles.

This short story is worthy of a Pinefest, in my humble opinion, the way the author packs in Cas’s pining, and even though it’s told from Cas’s POV, a healthy dose of Dean’s pining too, told cleverly though the voicemail Dean left for Cas. A good Cas POV is nothing to sleep on, and this author manages one of my favorites in this short, but so good fic. Don’t miss this one!

#destiel #fic rec #au #teen and up #<10k #modern setting #angst with a happy ending #friends to lovers #pining!castiel #author: thatpeculiarone #Five Hundred Miles

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chrisbangsbf · 6 months

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Minho/Jisung

Teen and Up | 820 words

"soft sleepy domestic tooth brushing" for ky

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Minho is absolutely fucking exhausted. He's been staring dejectedly at his suitcase for... well, a while. He's been emotionally pent up all week, and on top of all the nonstop schedules, it's a miracle he's even made time to eat, let alone get enough sleep.

It's the kind of tiredness he can feel in his bones, deep seated and ugly and sensitive, and it really wouldn't take but a few seconds for him to doze off if he could just... lay his head onto the pillows and listen to the gentle whir of the air conditioning.

He should shower, or at the very least change his clothes, but it feels like his feet are glued to the floor, like his eyelids are weighted. He's debating skipping the shower all together and pathetically collapsing into bed in his jeans, but then there's a knock at his hotel door that shocks him upright.

"Hyung," comes a voice not even a breath later, the owner of it stepping past the threshold of his room and filling the space with his presence. It feels suffocating in a way Minho's not used to. Not with him.

Taking a deep breath, Minho straightens his spine and it cracks loudly. His fingers slip off the zipper of his toiletry bag as he wobbles, but suddenly Jisung is behind him, wrapping both arms around his waist and pressing his nose to the base of his neck. It must be sticky with sweat.

"Hyung?" Jisung repeats, after Minho doesn't say anything. His voice is softer now, chest solid against his back as he holds him; he's always been able to tell what Minho needs, oftentimes even before Minho himself does.

Minho clears his throat and blinks heavily, leaning his head back onto Jisung's shoulder. "M' sorry, just–" he sighs, lets Jisung kiss behind his ear, soft and caring, "–just so tired I can barely stand up."

Jisung hums, arms tightening around him. It's soothing, to feel his warmth and the rumble of his voice, to smell the shampoo in his damp hair, to be able to relax into him and know he would never let him fall.

"Want me to help you get ready for bed?" he offers, so sweet and lovely and perfect. Minho whines, because he really doesn't feel like doing anything, but he can feel the way Jisung smiles against his neck and... he's always been weak for him.

It's not easy to let himself be doted on, not even like this, but Minho still begrudgingly lets Jisung guide him to the bathroom and sit him on the toilet. He nearly falls asleep again as Jisung takes the time to wipe his makeup off for him, finger pads gently massaging his cheeks as he applies his skin care afterwards, because of course he knows in exactly what order Minho does it. He pouts when Jisung squeezes his jaw and stuffs a toothbrush inside his mouth, and the sound of Jisung's airy laughing makes his stomach swirl with butterflies.

"Keep your mouth open," Jisung says, squatting down next to him and laying his free hand on Minho's thigh. "I don't want you to choke."

Minho makes a disgruntled noise but obeys nonetheless, baring his teeth so Jisung can scrub them properly. He starts with his molars, drawing little circles with the bristles on each one and making sure to get every angle before moving to the other side to do the same. There's definitely a little toothpaste dripping down his chin, but he can't find it anywhere in himself to care.

Jisung brushes his front teeth with extra care, and ordinarily Minho would tease him for it, but all he can think of now is how much he loves him. How he didn't have to do any of this, but he wanted to. It feels domestic, like a little preview into what their future could hold, and before he can sniffle to prevent himself from crying– stupid, stupid, dumb, exhausted feelings– Jisung is guiding him to the sink and cupping water in the palm of his hand for Minho to rinse with.

When Minho meets Jisung's gaze in the mirror, he manages a soft smile. It's sincere, and he can tell Jisung knows everything he's trying to say with it.

Jisung even helps him change into sleep clothes; he pulls his jeans and underwear and socks off and slides a pair of comfy shorts onto his legs instead, swapping his button up with a cotton t-shirt and tucking him into bed.

Minho moans as he snuggles into the duvet, more and more tension leaving his body with each passing second. He processes the light being turned off and the sound of Jisung's footsteps as they approach him. His body slides up behind his with ease, sheets rustling as an arm naturally reaches out to pull him close.

This is exactly what he needed. A moment of peace. A second to breathe, to just exist. Jisung.

"Get some rest, hyung," Jisung whispers, curling their bodies together like pieces of a puzzle.

"Mm," he mumbles, threading their fingers and bringing them up to his lips so he can kiss the back of Jisung's hand, "always sleep better when you're around."

#minsung #minsung drabble #minsung fanfic #minsung fic #minho x jisung #lee know x jisung #lee know x han #lee minho x han jisung #minho #lee know #jisung #stray kids #skz drabbles #stray kids drabbles #teen and up #chrisbangsbf

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klanceficatalogue · 7 months

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Hi! Do you have any post-game show recs where the team and especially Lance deal with the fallout of GWS?

oh boyy that episode. theres definitely some of those - k

Take My Name Out Of Your Mouth (You Don't Deserve To Mourn) by negativefouriq (1/1 | 1,739 | Teen and Up)

Lance’s hands shake on Red’s controls. All of him shakes, really, trembling like the last dead leaf on a barren tree. I just don’t want to be stuck here for eternity with Lance. As if he’s miles underwater, he hears the rest of the team chatter excitedly about the games they played. The drama, the excitement. He hears them talk about the test. He hears Coran say Bob is a god. Mostly, though, he hears his blood rushing through his ears, and Keith’s words repeating over and over in his head. Again and again. I just don’t want to be stuck here for eternity with Lance. --- OR: There are consequences to the playout of Bob's gameshow.

Tick tock, the time is ticking away by Naja_is_stitch (2/2 | 7,335 | Teen and Up)

Lance doesn't give the others a chance to vote. He votes on them all, practically begging Bob to get them out so they can save the universe. – "The universe needs all four of them to be save, how could I ever choose one of them" Lance said with tears going down his cheeks. "I'm the only one the universe could live without" – Langst, klance, and the feud episode, have fun!

First Choice by CorporisAuratus (1/1 | 1,672 | Teen and Up)

The paladins have to choose who gets to leave Garfle Warfle Snick. Lance has a realization about his friends. Keith deals with his feelings.

#asks #anon #klance #voltron #vld #klance fic #voltron fic #one shot #completed #teen and up #1to5k #langst #angst

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gallavichfanficlibrary · 6 months

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take a breath, pull me close

Author: simmazeing

Rating: Teen and up

Status: Completed, October 2023

Words: 2540

Summary: mickey wants to take a quick smoke break. the universe has other plans.

-or, early morning domesticity in a busy city causes introspection and planning for a future that mickey milkovich never thought he would have.

Tags: Fluff, Domestic Bliss, Married Ian/Mickey, Post-Canon, Post season 11, Kissing.

An absolutely wonderful recent one-shot about Mickey feeling all the range of his love for Ian, reflecting on their past, and planning the future. It's very loving and it touched me more than I expected. Give the author some love since it's their first fic for the Shameless fandom!

Read it here x

#post canon #post season 11 #established relationship #domestic #fluff #domestic bliss #one-shot #under 5k #completed #teen and up #simmazeing #canon compliant #mickey milkovich loves ian gallagher

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silmkinkmeme · 10 days

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: The Silmarillion and other histories of Middle-Earth - J. R. R. Tolkien Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Major Character Death Relationships: Fingon/Maglor (Tolkien), Fingon/Maedhros (Tolkien), Maedhros & Maglor (Tolkien) Characters: Maglor (Tolkien), Fingon (Tolkien), Maedhros (Tolkien) Additional Tags: Angst, Pining, Complicated Relationships, De-anon me please Summary:

I loved him first, Maglor liked to tell himself.

Fingon and Maglor and Maedhros, loving.

#prompt fill #fingon #maedhros #maglor #fingon/maedhros #fingon/maglor #maedhros & maglor #teen and up #character death #sallysavestheday #posting this myself as ao3-feed blog missed it #first time it happened to my knowledge

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ksadvent · 4 months

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Already Day 28? clings to December

I can't believe December is almost over!! Day 28 brings you a fic and a poem.

Title: maybe it's much too early in the game

Author: LieutenantDru

Fandom: Star Trek: Strange New Worlds Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Words: 907

Summary: Jim smiled. "So, what are you doing New Year's Eve?"

"That's today," Spock said. "For a few minutes longer."

"But what are you doing tonight?" Jim said. There was some kind of answer that he was looking for, some hidden layer to his question that Spock didn't understand.

In response to a prompt by gunstreet.

Title: dance with me by the fireside

Author: USS_Queertastic

Fandom: Star Trek: The Original Series, Star Trek: The Original Series (Movies) Rating: General Audiences Words: 66

Summary: With the backdrop of a quiet winter moment, basking in the afterglow, Spock invites Jim to slow dance by the fireside taking him in, in every sense. In response to a prompt by gunstreet.

#day 28 #fic post #general audiences #k/s advent calendar 2023 #lieutenantdru #poem #strange new worlds #teen and up #tos #uss_queertastic

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dailyklanceficrecs · 2 years

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To Steam a Latté by shipstiel

Lance works at a coffee shop and he likes his job. That is, until his new coworker arrives: actual human nightmare Keith Kogane.

(And if anyone asks Lance whether he's attracted to said coworker, well that's between him and his own fantasies, thank you very much).

OR: Lance and Keith fight constantly and honestly, Lance just really wants to punch Keith. Or make out with him aggressively. Whichever comes first.

[words: 4,870, chapters: 1/1, rating: T]

#klance #klance fic #voltron #0-5k #teen and up #modern au #coffee shop au

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hazybellarecs · 1 year

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“It’s just different this time,” Sirius says vaguely, shouldering his book bag more securely.

“Different how?”

He pauses, as if thinking about it. “This relationship is more important to me than the others. We wanted to keep it a secret for a while, give us a chance to be together without any pressure.”

“So you’re properly serious about this girl then?” Lily asks, they round the corner towards the transfiguration and charms classrooms.

Sirius grins wolfishly. “I’m always Sirius.”

James groans and punches Sirius’ shoulder through his laughter.

“But yeah, I am, properly serious that is.”

“So you’re keeping it private but how private?” She asks, and turns to Remus. “Do you know who he’s with?”

Remus smiles as if laughing inwardly at the question. “Yeah I know.”

“What about you two?” She demands, catching James and Peter’s attention. They both nod to confirm.

“Why can’t I know?”

Sirius shrugs. “It’s nothing personal Lily, we just wanted to keep it as private as possible and couldn’t keep it from these guys.”

They lapse into silence as Lily thinks that over. She understands wanting to keep personal relationships private, especially with how watched the Marauders are. A relationship with any one of them is bound to capture everyone’s attention. That being said, Lily is their friend, and she’s desperate to know.

“You can’t tell me?” She smiles at him hopefully.

Sirius laughs. “Alright Evans, if you’re so curious, I have a proposition for you.”

The other Marauders seem to take interest in this, slowing enough that they’re all walking in a tight group. Peter and Remus share a confused look.

“We’ll set up a little bet, you have until the end of the school year - so two months - to work out who I’m dating, or…” he pauses to think and with an evil smirk decides, “or you have to ask your crush out on a date.”

“Pads!” James complains, looking hurt at the suggestion.

Sirius claps him on the back. “Just trust me mate.” He smirks at Lily, a knowing glint in his grey eyes. A flush burns Lily’s cheeks, turning her almost as red as her hair, she pointedly avoids looking at James.

sirius black and the "mystery girl" by tjmcharg

#25dofe #25 to 50k #wolfstar #jily #complete #teen and up #sirius black/remus lupin #lily evans/james potter #fic recs #harry potter #rec blog #fanfic #hp #harry potter fanfiction #the 25dofe tag is a joke at this point lmaooo #the other 3 days are coming at some point i promise

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kakairu-rocks · 3 months

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Fanwork Friday - February 2, 2024

Fanwork title/prompt: Pick-Up Lines Creator: dilly-oh From event: KakaIru Valentine’s Week 2023 Fanwork type: Fanfiction

Rating: Teen and up Warning(s): No archive warnings apply. Forum-specific warnings for ‘alcohol’ and ‘drunkness’ URL: Pick-Up Lines - Dilly_Oh - Naruto [Archive of Our Own]

Description: This is such a funny story that will bring a smile to anyone’s day so do check it out if you if it sounds like something you would like!

#kakairu.rocks #Fanwork Friday #kakairu #kkir #kakashi x iruka #Hatake Kakashi #Umino Iruka #Pick-Up Lines #Dilly_Oh #Fanfiction #Teen and up

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ddaz3d-and-cc0nfused · 1 year

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So I saw that you were wanting Bucky requests, and I didn't see any rules, but how about something where his new neighbor (from the apartment in FATWS) is this cute plus size woman who he keeps running into and slowly falling for? But maybe one night he happens upon her while she's getting mugged and saves her. From there she asks him out to dinner as a way to pay him back and it could end in fluff of them starting to date, or smut. Either way.

༉‧₊˚. 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 || 𝐛𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲 𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐬

— pairing: bucky barnes x plus size!reader

— summary: bucky's life was dull, and after the blip, it felt like he had nothing. that was until his cute neighbor came stumbling out of the elevator of their apartment building.

— warnings: mentions of mugging, that's really it, just fluff!

— wc: 982

⋆ a/n: i had a bunch of fun writing this! it was so cute and i'm a sucker for neighborly romance, so i made sure to go all out for this one. thank you so much for your request!

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It all started when you stumbled through your elevators carrying a heavy moving box while bucky was getting his mail, knocking into him as you squeaked out an apology.

"Sorry!" You spoke. you sounded out of breath as you dropped the box on the doorstep next to his, huffing as you leaned against the door. "You must be my neighbor!" You said in fatigued glee, a small smile on your face as you took in his disheveled appearance.

Usually, people never greeted him, the residents in the building avoiding him even though he helped to save their planet. He peeked behind him, a way of asking if you were talking to him.

"Yeah, you." You said, your smile widening. "Oh," he chuckled awkwardly, "Yeah, hey, I'm bucky." you approached him, your clammy hand taking his rough one in yours. You told him your name. "Nice... well, uh— I'll see you?" You nodded, letting his hand go. "Yeah, definitely!"

That wasn't the last time that he saw you, and he slowly grew glad that it wasn't. You were kind to him, the second day of you living there, you brought him a whole tub of cookies.

"Yeah?" He greeted rudely as he opened the door. Your grin didn't falter as you presented the container full of the baked treats to him. He felt bad, guilt twisting in his gut. This was definitely not a good reflection of his character.

"Oh, are those for me?" You nodded. "Yeah, I made a lot of them last night, kind of as a way to say, 'yay I'm living all by myself!'" Your grin slowly fell, "I don't even know if you like this kind! oh my gosh, I'm sorry. if these aren't, tell me what you like, and I'll make more—" He cut you off by taking the plastic container from out of your hands. "I like chocolate chip. you can never go wrong with the classics." You smiled once more. "What a relief."

And for the first time, he found that be liked when you smiled, and he was going to keep it that way, for as long as you lived there.

The third time he had saw you, there was a bad storm, one that had taken out the power throughout the entire building. There was a tiny knock, bucky holding back his rude greeting as he opened the door. There you stood, a look of fear on your face even though you tried to give him a grin.

"This might be a strange question, but can I stay here for the night?" Bucky's body froze at the request, for the first time in forever he felt nervous, nervous around you. Nonetheless, he allowed you to come in, moving his body out of the way so that you could walk through. Your bodies brushed for a brief moment and red painted the tips of his ears; you were so soft, and you smelt good. That was when he knew he had fallen for you, the cute chubby woman that lived next door.

You two grew closer since then, and he began to unconsciously grow attuned to your schedule. So, when he hadn't heard the familiar sound of you entering your home, he panicked, getting up from his spot from the couch and grabbing his jacket. He walked the streets around your apartment, and that's when he heard it, a commotion going on from an alleyway not even a block away.

"Let go!" He heard your voice screech. "Just give me your shit lady!" he practically ran, standing at the entrance like a vigilante, his figure illuminated by the streetlights. "Let the damn purse go. now." He all but growled. The man would have been an idiot to not recognize the voice of the winter soldier. He let go of it, your body falling back slightly as he took off.

"Bucky?" You asked unsurely. "It's me, doll. Are you alright?" You nodded, reaching out for him as he sweetly took your hand in his, leading you out and onto the sidewalk. "Yeah, I just— I thought that it would be safe enough for me to take a short cut but... I guess not." You explained, a sad laugh escaping your throat. Then, Bucky pulled you into his arms, holding you close to him as you stood in his arms, frozen.

"I'll pick you up from work for now on." You gently pushed him away. "it's okay, buck. you don't have to do that; I can just catch a cab or something." Butterflies fluttered inside your stomach as he cupped the side of your face.

"I want too." You he said softly, peering into your eyes as if he was afraid that you would fall apart.

"Then you can." You said quietly. The air was thick with tension, both of you hesitant to take the next step. His lips brushed yours as he moved his head. You pushed up on your toes, your lips finally locking in a long-awaited kiss as you melted into his arms. You had been pining over the misunderstood man ever since you had moved in, ever since you had seen him brooding in the hallways in a wife beater, looking as though he was completely worn down.

When you separated, you were gasping for air, your hands clamped down on the collar of his jacket, holding him close to you.

"I uh— I was going to make dinner when I got home, if you would like to join me?" You asked, looking up at him through your eyelashes. For the first time, you had saw him smile. It was nothing too big, just a slight raise of the lips, but you would take it.

"Yeah, I would like that a lot." He breathed.

"Awesome." You said with a grin before leaning up to kiss him once again.

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steddieunderdogfics · 1 month

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For the Monday challenge (fics with 1k to 1.5k hits), I'd like to rec "didn't even need a plan" (didn't even need a plan - steddieas_shegoes - Stranger Things (TV 2016) [Archive of Our Own]) by @steddieas-shegoes - a very cute, very funny one-shot where Dustin and Wayne conspire to set up Eddie and Steve.

didn't even need a plan by steddieas_shegoes

@steddieas-shegoes

Rating: Teen and Up

1,315 words, 1/1 chapters

Archive Warning: No Warnings

Tags: Meddling, Established Relationship, Good Uncle Wayne Munson, Secret Relationship, Coming Out, but just the relationship part, Gift Fic

Summary:

Step one was easy. All they had to do was lie to Steve about Dustin needing a ride. Step two was a little more difficult, but only because they forgot the trailer next door was on the same breaker. Wayne bribed the owners with enough cash to go get dinner somewhere, glad that they didn’t even ask for an explanation when money was being shoved into their hands. Step three was the problem.

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#steddie #steddie fic recs #steve harrington #eddie munson #steve x eddie #stranger things #established relationship #teen and up #meddling #wayne munson #coming out #secret relationship

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profoundbondfanfic · 1 month

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More Than One Ace to Play

More Than One Ace to Play by Cozaure Rating: Teen and Up Word Count: 57k

Cas, a 3rd-year biology student, is an introverted and very anxious guy. Full of insecurities, he doesn't need to add one more thing to worry about in his life (and certainly not his potential "asexuality"). However, one day, he meets Dean at a poker night his roommate Balthazar is hosting. Dean is Cas’ exact opposite : easy-going, confident, funny… and also, very flirty. They keep bumping into each other around the campus and, somehow, every time Cas is with Dean, all of his worries seem to go away… However, when Cas learns about Dean’s reputation as “the master of one-night stands”, he is certain that they are DEFINITELY ABSOLUTELY not compatible. Or, are they?

We’re back at it with another college AU. More Than One Ace to Play caught my eye thanks to the asexual!Cas tag. Always on the lookout for any ace rep, this fic didn’t disappoint even a little. One of the things I loved about it was how much it embraced Cas’s journey with figuring out his sexuality beyond knowing for sure that he’s gay. Not only does he come to terms with who he is, but he does so all while battling his anxiety, the portrayal of which I found accurate and compelling with the way the author wrote it.

This story is told from Cas’s POV, but with that comes a great depiction of Dean as an easy-going college student, living a pretty damn good life when he meets Cas at poker night. The magic of fanfic finds them volunteering for the same program where they are immediately paired up as partners hosting afternoon activities and tutoring with young kids. They become fast friends and even though Cas doubts it at every turn, we the reader can tell Dean is interested in being more than just friends with Cas, even if they think it’s for different reasons. You can’t help but fall for Dean a little too, when he stumbles his way through asking Cas out on a date that Cas is convinced isn’t a date. You feel for Cas as his anxiety dictates his doubt in Dean’s flirting, and, as tagged, Dean’s constant winks. When they finally figure it all out, you’ll be just as relieved and delighted at the outcome, a very satisfying happy ending you shouldn’t skip.

#destiel #fic rec #teen and up #50k to 100k #au #college #fluff #pining!castiel #pining!dean #ace!castiel #author: Cozaure #More Than One Ace To Play

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klanceficatalogue · 7 months

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Do you have any more secret relationship fics? I'm a sucker for those :D <3

indeed <3 - k

Ain't No River Wide Enough (To Keep Me From Getting To You, Babe) by negativefouriq (2/2 | 4,032 | Mature)

Lance finishes rubbing the lotion into his legs and sets it back on the bedside table, leaning over the laptop screen to grab his hairbrush. He mutters a near-silent “Shit, sorry,” as he accidentally bumps the screen with his chest, catching the edge of his robe on the corner of the screen and loosening it. He adjusts the screen again, carefully grabbing his brush and moving back away so as not to hit it again. When he settles back onto the bed, he catches Keith’s eyes looking hastily back to his face, again. He shakes his head fondly as he untwists his towel from his hair and starts to brush through the damp curls. Poor Keith. Must be hard for him to do anything…fun, ahem, in shared barracks. Rip to him, honestly, because Lance does not have that problem. Say what you will about the castle, but at least he has his own room and a lock on his door. “You’re distracted today,” Lance comments, smirking slightly. He lets his robe slip down his shoulder, watching Keith’s eyes follow the movement. “Am not,” Keith protests. --- OR: Keith and Lance video chat. They both drive each other a little batty.

White light in your arms tonight by mustardlord (1/1 | 4,056 | Teen and Up)

Lance had been in the pod for one movement, and if the team noticed Keith spent his days next to Lance, they didn't mention it. He would stay on his side, often skipping meals and forgetting to take care of himself. He sometimes went to the training grounds when it was all too much. Keith set the training bots to a high difficulty and got his ass handed to him, but at least he didn't worry about anything other than fighting. or After a month secretly together, Lance suffers an accident and Keith doesn't know what to do with himself.

//violence //temporary character death

you're a dream to me by icedpink (1/1 | 6,107 | Teen and Up)

"Did you know you snore?" Keith asks, still laughing. The team finds out about Keith and Lance's relationship due to snoring, of all things.

#asks #anon #klance #voltron #vld #klance fic #voltron fic #vld fic #completed #one shot #secret relationship #established relationship #1to5k #teen and up

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