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specialagentlokitty · 10 months

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Carlisle x Teen!reader - my family

Hey could you do one with the Cullens and a female teen reader, like maybe they save her from other vampires that are hunting in the area, but then she’s scared of them because she knows their secret, and they’re like reassuring her that they’d never hurt her, and maybe adopt her? With some emphasis on Carlisle because he’s like the sweetest dad 😅. Thanks! 💜 - @marvelfanfn2187a113 💜

You had no idea what happened, one moment you were walking home from your part time job, and the next moment you were screaming and in pain from being slammed against a building.

“Oh you humans are so annoying when you scream.” The man scoffed.

His red eyes pierced yours, and he crouched down in front of you, gripping your wrist tightly in his hand and no matter how hard you tried you couldn’t pull it away.

Before he could hurt you, he was thrown away, and a woman was helping you stand up.

“Come on, quickly now.” She said softly.

She ushered you towards her car and put you inside and she got in the drivers side.

“What about them?” You asked.

“They’ll be alright don’t worry.” She smiled.

You nodded your head, you were dazed, and in the pain you didn’t really think about not getting in a car with a stranger.

But your vision was fuzzy, and you head was pounding, and before you knew it you had fallen unconscious.

When you came too, the pain in your head wasn’t as bad it was before, but it still hurt.

“Hey, you’re awake. How’re you feeling?”

You furrowed your brows a little and sat up, rubbing your head, and your fingers brushed against some stitches and you stopped.

“You only need a couple, it’ll be healed in no time don’t worry.”

You looked at the voice and your confusion grew.

“Dr Cullen?”

You looked around.

“Where am I?”

“My house, my wife brought you here when you passed out in her car. Do you remember anything of what happened?” He asked.

You thought for a few minutes before slowly nodding your head.

“All of it.. he… red eyes… he was so fast… and strong..”

Carlisle sighed heavily, looking back at his family who were standing behind him waiting to hear what was going to be said.

“We should probably have a talk.” He said softly.

He didn’t want to, but at this point he had no choice but to explain everything to you, you already knew too much.

And while he was explaining everything you slowly stood up, backing away from them, tripping over something.

Esme acted quickly and without thinking, she was behind you in a second and you pulled away.

“Don’t touch me!”

“Okay. Okay I’m sorry.”

She backed away and Carlisle stood up, holding his hands up as he slowly moved around the couch.

“We’re not going to hurt you.” He spoke gently.

“You’re vampires… you hurt people…”

“No, no, we only feed in animals. I promise, it’s why we have different eyes.” He explained.

You still hesitant, and he understood it.

If he was in your shoes he’d be terrified as well.

“We wouldn’t hurt you (Y/N), you trust us right? We always hang out at school.” Alice smiled.

You turned to look at the Cullen children, and you stared at them all.

She was right, you were usually with her or Emmett during school, they were your two best friends and they had never hurt you.

They had always made sure you got home safe, got you food if you were hungry, helped you with homework and things you didn’t quite understand.

They were your best friends.

But they were vampires.

And you were conflicted.

“We haven’t hurt you before have we?” Emmett asked.

You shook your head and he grinned a little bit.

“So, you can trust us now right?”

“You’re vampires… oh god there’s vampires in my apartment building… I thought they were wearing contacts…”

“What?” Rosalie asked.

You looked at her with wide eyes.

“A few people moved into the apartment building… there was a few empty apartments and they were rented out… I thought it was just party people… contacts…”

“(Y/N) is there anyone else in your apartment? Parents?” Carlisle asked.

“No… it’s just me…”

He quickly nodded his head, and he walked over, placing a hand on your shoulder.

“We can’t do anything about it yet, it’s too dangerous. You can stay here for now, okay?”

You looked up at him and slowly nodded your head.

You wanted to go home, but you felt safer there then you did in your apartment complex now.

So they set you up in Alice’s room, they got you a bed and anything else you might need, and you stayed with them.

At first, you stayed away, but soon you grew to accept them, and got used to them.

They were working on a way to safely and quietly get rid of the other vampires, and you had all your stuff moved into the Cullens home.

You basically lived there now.

Sitting in the kitchen, you watched as Carlisle made you some lunch.

“You can cook really well for someone who can’t eat it.”

He chuckled a little and looked at you.

“Have to blend in somehow.”

“True. That’s very true.”

You looked at your homework, finishing off the questions.

“Mr Cullen?”

“You can call me Carlisle you know.”

“I know. It’s weird though, but… I want thank you for looking after me…”

Carlisle stopped what he was doing and walked over, resting his arms on the counter and he took your pen so you looked up at him.

He smiled softly at you.

“You don’t have to thank me, if anything I should be thanking you for taking our secret and accepting us for it. I know they would be devastated if they lost you as a friend, especially Alice and Emmett. Do you mind if I ask you one thing?”

You shook your head.

“Why do you live alone (Y/N)?”

You sighed a little.

“My uh.. my parents passed away a few years back… I’ve been working since I turned 16 and moved out of the care home to live on my own…”

He nodded a little.

“You must be exhausted.”

You shrugged a little.

“Got to work for what we want in life.”

He hummed a little and got up to finish making your lunch and he set it in front of you, moving your homework out of the way.

“You can stay here if you’d like.”

“As in live here?”

Carlisle nodded as he washed up.

“We’ve got the room, we can clear one of the other rooms into a bedroom just for you.”

“I can’t do that, it’s okay. I suppose I don’t mind living on my own.”

“You wouldn’t have to work, you’d just have to attend school that’s all, plus I know everyone loves having you around.”

“I dunno…”

Carlisle chuckled a little.

“Just think about it, alright?”

“Okay.”

So you did, you thought about it for a few days and finally you agreed, and you got your own room.

They became your family, and you finally had time to relax and rest after nearly a year of working nonstop.

Months passed, and you were cooking yourself something to eat for dinner when everyone came filing into the room.

“It’s weird you guys watching me cook.”

Everyone laughed a little.

“We’ve actually got something for you.” Esme said.

You turned around and walked over.

“For me?”

You looked at the vampires all grinning from ear to ear, and Carlisle handed you some papers and you carefully read them.

“You.. want to adopt me..?”

“We do. You’ve become part of the family, you’re our daughter now.” Esme smiled.

“You don’t have to become a vampire if you don’t want to.” Jasper said.

You glanced at him then back to Esme and Carlisle.

“This is all your choice, but the offer stands no matter how long you want to think about it.”

“Yes.”

You set the papers in the table.

“I want you to adopt me.”

He smiled brightly and hugged you, and everyone joined for a group hug and you smiled brightly.

This was your family, and they would forever be your family no matter what

#twilight #twilight x reader #twilight x you #twilight x y/n #twilight imagine #Carlisle Cullen #Carlisle Cullen x reader #Carlisle Cullen x you #Carlisle Cullen imagine

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blissfullylostinarabbithole · 1 year

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Duckling Pt. 9

Pairing: AU!Teen Wolf x Reader x AU!Avengers, Derek Hale x Reader

Word Count: 3k

Summary: Bucky and Peter attempt to conduct their own investigations.

A/N: Last updated December of 2020 😅 I'm out of practice and it's pretty clear in this installment. But it's exists, so I'm counting it as a win. Go me!

A/N 2: Scrapping the tag list for now as I have no idea if anyone is still even interested in this, or when the next update will be.

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Steve was outside grabbing the mail when Bucky pulled up. He could barely look him in the eye when he declined his offer to prepare him something for lunch, saying he only stopped by to swap the bike for their pickup. He hated to keep something so important from his oldest friend, but if he told them, and he was wrong, they'd end up suffering the loss all over again.

Plus, he had a more pressing matter to tend to: finding out who this boyfriend of yours was.

The drive to the garage wasn’t long, and he still didn’t know what he was going to say as he walked through the door into the office.

“Hello, I’m Peter. Can I help you?”

Oh, hell no. The guy who approached Bucky had to be somewhere in his early 30s. He felt the air leave his lungs as he searched for the right words. Rage began to build when the guy only rose a brow at him.

“Yeah,” Bucky growled. “Your girlfriend called you earlier for me about some Chevelle parts.”

“My girlfriend?” Bucky noted the man’s confusion, and immediately began to relax. It appeared this was not the man you were involved with. “You must’ve spoken to my nephew. He’s in here.”

The man beckoned him to follow him into the garage, but Bucky stopped short at seeing a familiar figure kneeling on the floor.

HELL

The man reached for the stereo and turned it down. “Derek, this gentleman’s here to pick up some parts.”

“Right.” Derek looked up, the same apathetic expression on his face that Bucky wanted to punch. “For the Chevelle?”

“Yes. You’re- Y/N’s boyfriend?” Bucky asked, almost forgetting to call you the name the boys at the shop used.

At the mention of your name, Derek’s demeanor changed; his features visibly perked and his back straightened. He looked almost proud as he replied, “That’s right.”

Bucky ignored Derek’s uncle when he excused himself to tend to another customer, and only stared at Derek’s retreating back as he went to wash his hands to retrieve the parts for him.

‘Hey, Beautiful’, the words he greeted you with came back to Bucky. He’d heard Derek’s voice before, and he should’ve recognized it, but the tone was different. He sounded pleased, not bored or annoyed like Bucky had heard every other time.

Though he’d only spoken to you for a few minutes, he could tell you were a good, sweet kid. You were friends with the sheriff’s kid for goodness sake! He couldn’t figure how you could get caught up with someone like him; how a hooligan like Derek could even stand a chance with someone like you.

Then he remembered Natasha’s interest in him. Of course that’s what it was. He was big, good-looking, and aloof. A textbook ‘Bad Boy’, and you’d fallen for his charm. The thought made him sick to his stomach, and he was about to storm out when he remembered how he snubbed Natasha. Was it because of you? Somehow, he didn’t see a guy like Derek having any respect for anyone or anything, let alone a high school relationship.

Yet, he didn’t recall ever seeing Derek alone with a girl, nor him paying much attention to the ones who spoke to him. The only time was just before the first game of the lacrosse season, but did that even count? Both girls were made up, with their hair done nicely. Surely they wouldn’t do that if they were playing, thus the jerseys they wore had to belong to their significant others, didn’t they?

Bucky also remembered Derek wearing a lacrosse jersey that day, yet being surprised to see him running down the stands at a later game when Brock tackled another player who turned out to be… a girl. One who had Derek worried she’d been hurt.

“That son of a bitch,” he seethed. God help Brock Rumlow if it turned out it was you he attacked that night.

There was something about the memory of that night that didn’t quite sit well, and just as it was making its way to the forefront of Bucky’s mind, Derek returned.

Bucky looked through what he had, and apart from needing a thorough cleaning, the parts were in fairly good condition. Derek stood by, never rushing him, taking note of what Bucky set aside to purchase. When he finished, Derek gave him an invoice to take to Peter to settle, and returned to his work. Annoyance began to build in Bucky again, watching Derek dismiss him and turn the radio back on like he wasn’t still there.

As Peter was finishing up the transaction, Bucky checked his phone to see if Sharon had gotten in touch yet. She hadn’t. Derek didn’t come out again, so Peter helped Bucky take everything to the truck.

As worried as he was about the situation regarding his Duckling, he couldn’t wait til Peter, his Peter, got back from school to show him what he’d found. He knew it was going to drive him crazy to have to wait until they got back to work on his car, but at least it meant he wouldn’t be sad when it was time to return home.

* * * * * * * * * * * *

Natasha sat at Peter’s table at lunch the rest of the week, and fewer people joined them. By Thursday, it was only the two of them, Shuri, T’Challa, and Clint left.

Peter was glad Clint made an effort to be friendly, even more so that Nat seemed to respond favorably to the attention. He didn’t want to believe the rumors about Derek, especially after reading about all the awful things he’d been through, but he couldn’t free himself of the sliver of doubt that took residence in his mind.

"Mom?" Peter piped up from the back seat. "Can you drop me off in town? I need to go to the library."

Peggy's eye quickly flicked to him in the rearview. "I'll drop these guys off and bring you after so I can wait."

"It's alright," Peter replied, almost suspiciously quick. "I just have some stuff I want to get done before spring break. I can call Bucky to pick me up when I'm done."

"Nerd," Nat teased, though her usual tone was softened.

"Are you sure?"

"Just drop him off," Nat huffed in annoyance. "Besides, don't you still have stuff to do before we leave?"

"I don't know, I don't really like the idea of you guys being out by yourselves. This place is still new to us."

"The sheriff's station is halfway up the block from the library," Nat said. "How much trouble could he possibly get into?"

At the mention of the station, Peter swallowed thickly and averted his gaze out the window. There was no way Nat knew that's where he really wanted to go, was there?

Peggy sighed, and changed directions toward downtown. “Alright, but as soon as you’re finished, you call someone to come get you, alright? And wait inside until we get here.”

He agreed, and a few minutes later the car pulled up in front of the library. After promising one last time he wouldn’t wait outside, he got out of the car and quickly made his way inside the building. He waited by the windows, watching the car make its way around the parking lot and back out onto the street. Once he was certain the car was well on its way home, he went right back out the door and headed toward the station.

* * * * * * * * * * * *

The sheriff's shift had only just begun, and he was already reaching for the painkillers in his desk to fend off the looming headache.

"So he was looking at her?" he asked, reiterating his son's claim. "While she was speaking to him?"

"No, he was leering," Stiles corrected. "Like a leering creep."

Noah looked up toward Scott, hoping to get a more factual account than the more-than-likely exaggeration Stiles provided.

"Maybe not leering," Scott admitted sheepishly, "but he was staring pretty intensely the whole time we were there."

"Just at her?"

"Yeah, he barely paid any attention to us," Stiles said, while Scott nodded in agreement. "He didn't even ring everything up right."

Scott cleared his throat, while Noah's eyes focused on his son.

"So you stopped at the shop after your camping trip, and while you and Scott were collecting your items, the owner was preoccupied with Y/N?"

Stiles huffed in exasperation. "Yes!"

"What were you buying?"

Scott tried to hide a smile behind his fist, while Stiles stared back at his father like a deer caught in the headlights.

"Uhhhh…"

"You lost the fishing things again, didn't you?"

"What? No! Ok, maybe like three or four of them, but I think the real issue here is that this guy was leering-"

"Staring intensely."

"Not helping, Scott!" Stiles snapped. "You don't get it. We could've walked out of there with arms full of stuff, and he wouldn't have noticed. This guy was completely focused on her, and it was…" Stiles paused, taking a shaky breath. "It scared me, Dad."

Biting the inside of his cheek, Noah nodded in understanding. "Alright. Where is she?"

"At home. I don't think she saw what we did. Said he seemed nice, but a little out of it."

There was a knock at the door, and an officer peeked in. “Someone to see you, Sheriff.”

“Send them in,” he said, lowering his voice to continue addressing his son. “I’ll look into it. Just keep an eye on her and- Peter! Hello!”

“Hi Sheriff,” Peter waved awkwardly. “Do you have a minute?”

“Yeah, these guys were just leaving. This is my son Stiles and his friend Scott. Boys, this is Peter Rogers,” he introduced, sending Stiles a pointed look. “His family just moved here from New York. They opened that outdoor store just outside of town.”

Peter felt a gnawing feeling in the pit of his stomach as the two boys shared a look. They quickly smiled, said their hellos and goodbyes before rushing out the door. He thought he’d paid enough attention when he was doing his research, but apparently he hadn’t.

The sheriff gestured for him to take a seat, but every step he took further into his office felt heavier and heavier. Peter's eyes scanned the room, a mixture of the sheriff’s credentials and family photos adorning the far wall. When they landed on a group photo, Peter swallowed thickly at seeing it was of the boys he'd just met and a girl. The photo next to it was of the same girl, looking pretty cozy with the guy Peter came to talk to the sheriff about.

"Peter? Is everything alright?" Noah asked.

"Um," he faltered, words like 'conspiracy and 'cover up' immediately flashing in his brain. "Yeah, yeah. I just… my family's going to be out of town next week."

Noah could tell when most people were lying, and this kid may as well have had a sign over his head that read "LIAR" as he spoke.

"Ok…"

"I was…uhh…" Peter racked his brain for something, anything that he could say to explain himself. If the sheriff noticed when the light bulb went on, he didn't react. "I was just wondering how safe it’ll be. My house, I mean… Um… you know?”

Noah nodded slowly, trying to figure out what it was the boy really came to say. “You mean, from a robbery.”

“Yes.”

“Well,” he sighed. “It’s pretty safe. I mean, there’s always a chance a window gets left open and a burglar seizes the opportunity. But, it’s more likely that a family of racoons will make themselves at home, or if food gets left in the trash it might attract a bear.” Peter only nodded in response. “If you like, I can send a patrol out once in a while to make sure nothing’s going on.”

He visibly perked, grabbing onto the lifeline the sheriff just gave him. “Yeah! That sounds great, thanks!”

Noah smiled at him, leaning back in his chair to appear relaxed. “What else is on your mind.”

Peter blanched, swallowing thickly. “N-nothing!” he squeaked.

“Are you sure?”

“I’m sure!” he rapidly nodded, backing toward the door. “Thanks for the patrol. To my house. I have to go now. Homework. Wanna get it done before spring break.”

“Peter,” Noah spoke, stopping the boy’s ramblings. He felt a little guilty at the almost panicked look the boy gave him. “Have fun.”

“Th-thanks. You too. I mean…” He smiled bashfully when the sheriff only waved. “Right. Bye!”

Noah watched him practically stumble over his feet rushing through the door, smile fading once it closed at his peculiar behavior. Still, he made a note to assign a deputy to pass by a few times while the Rogers’ were gone. On a separate note, he wrote another reminder to look into one ‘James Barnes’, not only for Stiles’ peace of mind, but his own now as well.

* * * * * * * * * * * *

Dinner that night was a hodgepodge of leftovers and any fruits and vegetables in an attempt to clean the fridge of all food that wouldn’t keep while they were away. They got a kick out of it, the twins even cleaning their plates. The only one who seemed not to enjoy it was Peter, who only picked at his food until someone asked if he was alright. If anyone noticed the way he forced himself to finish, they didn’t mention it.

The kids only had one day of school left before break, and the excitement was making it difficult for them to settle down for the night. Eventually, all the kids had made it to bed just after midnight, and Steve and Peggy not long after that.

Bucky was restless, the events of that afternoon replaying in his head. He would nearly convince himself it wasn’t you, then remembered the way you smiled, the sound of your laugh, and the way you stopped when he called after you. It HAD to be you. He didn’t know what to do. He felt useless; the way he did all those years ago when you went missing.

He got out of bed and got his shoes on, quickly throwing a coat on before grabbing his keys. He could at least do what he did last time; search. And this time, he knew he’d find you. This time, he knew you were in town. He descended the stairs, practically tearing the door off its hinges as he flung it open to step outside, nearly ramming into someone standing on the porch.

“Shit!” he hissed, startled. “Sharon?”

She stared at him, wide eyed. “Where?”

Bucky looked behind him into the house, and once he saw no one stirred at the commotion, he quietly closed the door behind him. He took her arm, gently leading her toward what he assumed was her rental car. She unlocked it, and they climbed in.

They sat in silence for a moment; Bucky regaining his composure, and Sharon anxiously awaiting an explanation for the voicemail he left.

“A girl walked into the shop today,” he paused, taking a shaky breath. “I looked at her and I … all I saw was her. Same eyes, smile, everything. Since then, I’ve been trying to decide if it’s in my head, but…” he turned to Sharon, both their eyes now glassy. “I swear it’s her.”

Sharon nodded, wiping her eyes. “Alright,” she said, starting the car. “Let’s go to the store and check out the security footage.”

The car ride was silent, save for the directions Bucky gave to the shop. Inside, Sharon set her laptop up next to the computer in the office while Bucky pulled up the footage. There was no sound, unfortunately, but he didn’t think it mattered when he heard Sharon’s breath catch when you appeared on the screen. The look she gave him made him even more nervous than he was before; it was hopeful.

She copied the video to her own computer, and pulled out a pen and a worn notebook she’d dedicated to your case.

“I need everything, Bucky. No matter how unimportant it may seem.”

Bucky groaned, rubbing his face in exasperation. “I don’t have much. Her name’s Y/N. At least, that’s what the boys called her. She drives a 1953 yellow Skylark.” Sharon let out a low whistle. “Maybe her last name is Lang, maybe she goes to Beacon Hills High, and maybe she plays lacrosse.”

“Anything else?”

“She’s dating some punk, Derek Hale. His family owns a garage over on Evergreen Blvd. And she’s friends with the sheriff’s son.” Sharon frowned at that. “What?”

“That might complicate things,” she said. “He may not take too kindly to me questioning him about her.”

Bucky sighed. “Yeah, but you can submit your findings to authorities and get a warrant, right?”

“Yeah, but do you have any idea how long that takes? And I have to have enough evidence to bring to the authorities in the first place, which will be difficult if-”

“If the sheriff doesn’t cooperate. Right.”

Sharon switched her attention back to her computer. “Bucky, can you keep a secret?”

He looked at her, not bothering to hide his offense. “You know I can.”

“Under oath? If it comes to that?”

“What are you thinking?”

She cast him a determined look; one that people tended to shrink from. “I'm wondering if I can start working or if I need to wait for you to leave the room.”

Bucky nodded, carefully considering his words. “I’ll do anything if it gets her back.”

Sharon hummed in appreciation, pulling up a black screen on her computer. “You gave me a good starting point; the car.” She smiled at Bucky, unable to contain her excitement. “How many cars like that do you think are registered in the area?”

“Not many,” he replied. “Why is this a secret? Can’t you access this stuff legally?”

“Yes, but you have to fill out paperwork, jump through all these legal hoops, and who has time for that?” She typed into the black screen, on some format that looked primitive to what he was used to seeing. “It’s been twelve years, Bucky, and this is still only the beginning. Haven't we waited long enough?”

Before he could answer, the screen pinged, the results of her search popping on screen.

“How ‘bout that? One hit.”

“Registered to Y/N Lang, 31 Windflower Lane, Beacon Hills.” They shared a look, and this time both were grinning. “Wanna go for a quick drive?”

No tags this round, but if you still want to be tagged let me know, just keep in mind it may not be updated for a while.

A/N 3: As previously stated, requester couldn't remember the movie this was based on, so let me know if you recognize it.

#Marvel #Avengers #Teen Wolf #Derek Hale x Reader #Reader #Reader Insert #AU #Duckling

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akane171 · 2 years

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Yeah, I get what you mean 🙈 There was a time I was 100% immersed in reading fanfics about their BROTP/frenemy-ship and uff, just all the emotional damage and depth as well as problems and love one can pull out of those two WITHOUT having to go off canon is just...WOW! And ohh, esp. their early years together just give SO MUCH, like, Obi taking in that responsibility regardless of everyone being against it, him being a bit jealous/bitter how Qui-Gon (who nearly didn't take Obi as his Padawan and pretty much had to be begged to) seemed willing to "drop" Obi for Ani, Ani struggling to "not feel", being an outsider, having to catch up, ... Just, uff, SO MUCH UNSAID/UNSHOWN CONTENT!😭😍😭😍😭

Ohh, is it because of his weird romantic talk that you're not really a fan of Anakin's or just generally didn't vibe with him?🤔😂

Fine, judge all you want, I don't care, it's not like judging isn't kinda an inherently human trait anyway🤷🏻‍♀️😂💃🏻

Ohh, okay, Yeah, I think I'll have to go and check that 🤔

...Eh, why would we need to feed them? You DO realise those are free kangaroos who come and go without having to have our permission or being dependent on us?😅 It's not a zoo, Kat😂 So, no, they aren't dead, they're perfectly fine😁

Nooo, HALT, STOP! I might be the author, but it's not like they ever actually DO what I PLANNED, UH-UH, those two are their usual headstrong-goat-like selves and suddenly decide to change the storyline or just make everything I write turn to 💩, so nope, not my fault🤷🏻‍♀️😂 (PS: You know, the more I think about it, I actually just wanna snap and tell everyone and everything off too 🤷🏻‍♀️😂 Like, what a chill life 😉)

Hmm, True, I've seen it in AO3, but nowhere as commonly as back on fanfiction.net (aw, sometimes I really miss those days of Schilling through all fanfiction.net pages, but ao3 really is the easier/better site🙈)

😂😂 Ohh, apropo Rhea, I was wrong, I'd forgotten about Rhea in the Hunger Games AU, THAT one is awesome🙈😂

Yess, same, fingers crossed!!😁🙈

..."Powers"?🧐🤨

Ooooo-kay, I really didn't need THAT image in my head...ehww, all those bacteria on their tongues after that😰🙈🤢

Absolutely traumatizing, just half-imagining that makes me wanna go to therapy😅😂

Yes, yes, as long as MW are happy☺😊🤩💃🏻

Ehh, wasn't the film with Ewan the Illuminati one? I don't remember him in the Da Vinci code, but it's been a while, so maybe he WAS in both movies?🤔😅

No promises 😂😁🤷🏻‍♀️

Thaanks☺ You too! Nearly reached the weekened, too😉

XXX

What I like about the fics is how they can explore more things from the canon and thing that were ignored and some SW fics nailed shit. Things like, you know, characters having heart to heart conversation or monologues in their heads about how they don't get the behavior of the other xD God bless the fics ;D

I'm not a fan of the chosen one trope. He was interesting because he was chosen one, then he was the bad guy, just to end as the chosen one again. But still, first annoying kid, then annoying teen talking about sand and having super dumb lines and then a pissed off dude killing YOUNGLINGS! So, in a way he broke the trope but in the end he didn't xD But that was Vader. I can't really think about Anakin and Vader as an one xD Plus, well, I kind of felt the time was wasted on him, when we could just watch Obi-Wan staring at walls or something ;)

And dunno, i think I'm rarely fan of the main heroes of the stories, tehy are too predictable, I guess?

(before I forget, Poets Of The Fall released a new song, Chasing Echoes)

*sips tea*

Mhm. Tell that to Greenpeace when they when finally get my complaints about you.

This is what you say yourself before the sleep? D: Because they all EXIST IN YOUR HEAD. Without you, the HORRBILE angst would not exist! Ha! (Do it! Rao is my witness, thaty i wanted to do it after many SG eps or in some of my stories)

Yeah, I hold some sentiment over FF.net, it was my first fanfiction sire after all. It was annoying and posting was sometimes a pain in the ass, but still, good memories xD

LOL, you are right, she is nice there. How the reading that fic is going? :D

I can curse people and I am pals with a real life demon. Just saying.

IKR?! Who the fuck wrote it?!!! I know it was Chris, so the scene was hot just becasue he was in it, but stillllllllllllllllllllllll, poor boy, wonder how much he was traumatized after it.

My two fave hermits who deserve love, happiness, unicorns, dinosaurs, chocolates and reasons to come out of their cave and show their faces at least one time every month TT

Nope, it was Angels and Demons (or something like that).

WEEKEND!!!! AND EUROVISIOOOOOON NIGHT!!!!!!!!

Have a great time, hope everything is fine with you :)

#ReFail #my fam

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stuckylibrary · 2 years

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Anonymous 1 asked:

Lost a fic a while ago :( Bucky was sent to kill Steve/get info from him & they meet at a gala or event. Bucky gives Steve a bj outside & they develop a relationship (but Bucky just needs info) Bucky realizes that hydra/shield are heavily controlling Steve, making his life as boring as possible. Bucky is still the soldier, but also an agent. They also jog in the rain & then do the do on the Brooklyn bridge I think? Hydra comes after them while on a secret vacay, later reveal Bucky is the soldier

Anonymous 2 asked:

i'm having a bit of trouble finding this fic i read a while back. i remember it had bucky comparing steve to an arrow shirt ad and they fall off a bike? i''m pretty sure there are some time skips as well and they eventually get together? sorry this is such a limb thank you so so much for your help!!

Anonymous 3 asked:

hi i’m looking for this fic where steve and bucky are married and they have a son in his teens, and it’s in the future. steve and bucky have relationship problems and bucky doesn’t have a good relationship with their son, and i think at one point divorce is brought up? i read it ages ago and i can’t remember much aside from that

Anonymous 4 asked:

i cant for the life of me find this fic but it's a winter soldier trial focused one, and when on the stand steve admits to being in love w bucky? and one of the lines i remember is "we are not here to prosecute captain rogers for something he didn't do 70 years ago" bc the opposing lawyer started asking some rlly asshole-ish questions abt morality and shit? uhhh help

Anonymous 5 asked:

hi! i need help finding a fic? it was a modern au and i think it might have been a small town? and i think that sarah died in the fic and bucky went over to comfort steve. it’s like The Firing Line but sarah instead of joseph? ring any bells? thank you!

Anonymous 6 asked:

i lost a fic where steve was dating tony but they broke up and then he met bucky? i don’t remember too much about it tbh but i remember he talked to nat and wanda and there was moving going on and something with a moving truck

Anonymous 7 asked:

Hi, I'm looking for this fic, but I might be mixing up two different ones- it was a WS recovery fic, where Bucky's hesitant to make contact with Steve but Steve is persistent. Bucky goes on runs and eventually lets Steve join, and Bucky gets to choose the route and instead of asking if Steve's ready to start, Bucky just starts running and assumes Steve will follow? Thanks!!

Anonymous 8 asked:

hii I'm trying to find a fic but all i can remember about it is that it's skinny! steve and there's a scene where stucky and the howling commandos swim in a freezing lake and steve has an asthma attack and bucky gets super worried. do you know of any like that?

Anonymous 9 asked:

hi guys! please can you help me find a specific fic? it was shrinkyclinks and bucky was like the attendent/janitor/handyman of the building that steve lived in. it specifically mentioned bucky in levi jeans and at one point steve pretended that he'd seen a mouse so that bucky would go up to his apartment. thanks guys x

Anonymous 10 asked:

Hello! I’m looking for a fic where Steve finds Bucky in a cabin I believe, and they start taking/arguing and there is one part where while they are talking Bucky gets mad and he shoves Steve against a wall because “all the fight in Steve has left him” and Steve pushes back and yells and Bucky says there is the Steve he remembers? That’s the most I can remember 😅

Anonymous 11 asked:

Gosh this is gonna be so annoying bc I'm sure I found it here the first time but, I'm looking for a fix in which Steve re programs the ws? And Bucky and Steve r together and ws thinks Steve's hot too?? Help??

Anonymous 12 asked:

hi! i'm looking for a soulmate fic where bucky is really excited to meet his soulmate & really loves the idea of it, but steve, his soulmate, doesn't like the idea & is against it all so when they first meet, bucky agrees to just be friends with steve. steve dates peggy on & off & whenever they fight, he always goes to bucky & they've fucked a few times, & when they do it's really good because they're soulmates & have that bond, but steve doesn't realise that that's why it feels so good?

snowpaw1611 asked:

Hello, could you please help me find a fanfiction? Steve loses his phone or got it stolen. I can't remember much of it, but I remember Steve released some kind of public statement about it, because of the text records between him and bucky, which included dick pics and also just consoling Bucky after he has a nightmare. At the end of it, Tony made a new chat program that automatically deletes the messages after some time. Thank you very much, I hope you can help me find it!!

unjovialhackingsatan asked:

I'm looking for a fic I read recently but cannot find again, it was on Ao3. Bucky had been found, and in recovery, he had been writing in a journal a lot, and when he and Steve finally came back together as a couple, there was a line in his diary that said something along the lines of "get well for steve". He had been writing a list of goals, and that was the top of the list. I am dying to read this fic again!! please help.

Anonymous 13 asked:

I’m so sorry to bother but I’ve tried to find this fix and I can’t it’s a pre war fic where Bucky wants to find out how far Steve can go without being touched I’m sorry if it’s vague but it’s all I remember

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1/n Funnily enough, I have also usually associated Sergio with an owl, (or a lone wolf, as Raquel calls him) but look what i found! I just searched up owls & snakes cause I vaguely remembered reading a story abt them and there are some very interesting results XD So owls usually hunt and bring back prey for their owlets, usually making sure the prey is *dead* but there's one strange exception - they leave blind snakes alive when they bring them back to the nest. Now sometimes the snakes are eaten right away as a nice little snack (they're apparently the size of a worm?) but sometimes, the snake survives and burrows into the nest, out of sight and out of beak. And there, they actually find food like ants, termites and other critters which might otherwise be parasites to the owl chicks. There was even a study which found that baby owls living with these snake roommates tended to grow faster AND had better chances of survival. I shall quote the article "The snakes being brought to the nest alive wasn't simply an accident - they were acting as tiny, unwitting parenting aides!" And yes, this is a very interesting case of symbiosis in the wild, mutualism, or even something called "a commensal relationship" which is basically one species benefitting and the other has to simply deal with the situation, in this case the owl benefits and the snake has to survive, not exactly "benefitting" from this.

n/n Well, all this is just to say that reading the articles gave me hermanos wild animals au(?) feels 😭 bby!owl sergio and teen snake andrés literally plucked from his life and dropped in to help take care of sergio by papa owl marquina, who dies during a hunting trip and leaves behind sergio & andrés, who then grow up together as a weird, wild found family. And i also remember that one time you said someth special abt the hermanos was that they didn't HAVE to stick together, that Andrés could have easily been the villain in Sergio's life but he didn't and that fits well here too, snakes & owls are not exactly friendly species, and if Andrés was caught as prey and unceremoniously dropped into an owl nest it gives him even more reason to hate Sergio but i digress. anyway fhsjshs i hope i've managed to make some sense lmao, thjs is what boredom does to me 😅 feel free to ignore all this rambling and i'm so sorry if this wild tangent annoys you, i've just finished my exams and i'm in a silly mood 😭

Hello anon! This is not the kind of thing I expected to see in my inbox but 100% the type of thing I welcome!! OMG thank you so much for this adorable image- owl/snake hermanos combo is not something I would have thought up myself, and now I can't stop thinking about it ahhh. Thanks for sharing this Super Important research with me!!

I'd totally forgotten about the whole "owls eat snakes" thing, which is itself something of an incredible hermanos parallel. But the whole part about symbiosis with blind snakes who reluctantly become part of the owl nest and unofficial parents?? Blew my mind! There's not much of a benefit for the snakes here besides survival.

YES YES YES wild animals hermanos AU with adolescent snake Andres and baby owl Sergio :'D It somehow perfectly fits with the half-brother pedro/alvaro headcanon. Papa Marquina trying his best to feed his his weak owlet, Sergito, and then finds feral snake Andres. I guess this means Andres is blind in the AU, or something about him made Marquina think he wouldn't do anything to hurt the owlet. My heart, anon omg! And once Marquina dies, Andres has the chance to leave the nest (who's gonna stop him? that helpless little owl??), but chooses not to because the helpless little owl needs him :')

He has all the reason to hate Sergio in this, but he doesn't :'D "Weird, wild found family" is the perfect name for this AU <3

"And i also remember that one time you said someth special abt the hermanos was that they didn't HAVE to stick together, that Andrés could have easily been the villain in Sergio's life but he didn't and that fits well here too" --> Ah, now that you mention it, yes, I do remember saying that all the way back in the day ;) And I still think that's what makes their relationship so fascinating (at least with the half brothers line haha). Thanks for remembering!

Ah, anon, I love this ask so much, the image of owl-snake hermanos now lives in my mind rent free. I feel so blessed :'D Not a boring tangent at all and I loved every word. Thank you for sharing and if I ever write that hermanos animal AU, you know who inspired it!

#anonymous #thank you so much for this anon omg legit one of the best asks I've ever received #also high five! Team Owl Sergio!#and congratulations on finishing exams!

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My sister made me watch Little so... The MC or the ROs are magicked into kids for a week, reactions?

I’m redacting BR again 😅🧡

Valerian

He’s furious. He hates every second of it. He spends the whole week just viciously angry and refuses to leave his room the entire time. Ruth takes over for a week and just barely resist the urge to roll her eyes every time she’s asked where Valerian is.

If you’re the teen in this situation, he feels extremely weird about it. Like wildly uncomfortable, no matter how often you insist that 1) you are like... memories wise, regular, and 2) not propositioning him by existing. You remember being an adult, and him being in a relationship with the adult version of you does not make it weird for him to just be around you as a teen. You know he will not do anything weird while you are a child. He still feels weird and is weird about it for the entire week.

Abeni

She enjoys dressing however she wants, doing her hair crazy; overall, though, she doesn’t really see a lot of change or benefit. She’s mostly indifferent. She’s no more reckless than usual, nor is she enjoying any physical benefits besides just... maybe healing faster. She’s mostly eager to get back to her slightly taller and weighing the normal amount again.

If you’re the teen, then she spends the week teasing you. Like absolutely sideswiping you out of nowhere. “Hey babe you want to go out and get a drink— oh wait” “Hey babe, why don’t you drive— haha nevermind” (MH doesn’t really have cars, but you get what I mean).

Gnarl

They’re miserable. Being a teen sucked and now they’re a teen again. Just the residual trauma of looking into the mirror and seeing their stupid baby face depresses them, not made better than the wild flux of hormones that they blessedly grew out of. Not to mention that now they feel isolated in their stupid baby body.

If you’re the teen, they’re trying to cheer you up for your week. They remember a lot of stuff about you as a teen; what coffee tastes best to you without the benefit of acquiring any sort of taste, when you get hungry, when you get sleepy; they just want your week to feel less garbage.

Crave

He’s not exactly happy about it, but he’s trying his best to just... handle it. He doesn’t like how unsteady and off-balance he feels, and how quick he is to mood swings. He put a lot of work into getting comfortable in his own body and it feels Bad to be thrown back to the beginning again.

When you’re the teen, he’s super eager to help you out. Can’t reach something anymore? He’s got you. Get tired more easily? He’ll give you a piggyback. Hungry all the time? He’s got you. It’s a lot like Gnarl but rather than being out of concern for your wellbeing, he just doesn’t want you to be inconvenienced. Chummier, less solemn.

Trigger

He hates his voice cracking, he hates looking a different age than his twin, he hates being hungry, he hates being tired, he hates being short, he hates being lightweight, he hates pretty much everything and anything. Name a thing and he hates it. He was that kind of teen.

If it’s you, he acts really impatient and annoyed with having to accomodate you more than usual; you’re going too slow, you need to stop too often, you can’t lift the same amount you used to be able to, you’re useless setting camp, etc, etc. But once there’s danger, he’s in front of you. He’s planning your exit before his.

Mantis

You’re not even sure she’d notice if she wasn’t mad about being shorter than usual. She acts like nothing is different, scorning any help offered and spending a full hour doing simple tasks that she used to be able to do in no time, made complicated by a lack of focus brought on by puberty.

When you’re the teen, she really acts as if she just does not notice. She’s notably stopped the otherwise pretty normal intimacy, but she just.... doesn’t talk about it. She asks you to perform regular tasks, and doesn’t seem particularly concerned about the situation.

#talkForge #manor hill #hybrid #crave #mantis #trigger #valerian #gnarl #abeni #childhood is a weird topic for both tahira and siruud so I'd rather get into it in the game #Anonymous

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