#writing for marvel

[exposition-belongs-somewhere]

I started this blog because I wanted to be able to reblog as many fics and authors as I could, because I kept seeing how authors were saying no one was reblogging their work. I wanted to help with that in whatever tiny way I could.

But I never realized it could look strange that I don’t like your posts or follow your blog.

I literally can’t.

The way tumblr has this handle set up the only thing I can do is reblog what I read, and when I have the spoons, add a comment.

If I could, I’d be following every single writer I reblog here… but tumblr is dumb. I’m sorry. 😫

I love you all and just wanna amplify your work how I can.

#steve rogers x reader #bucky barnes x reader #fan fiction #fan fic community #writing for marvel #writing

[navybrat817]

So are you and I'm always proud of you and what you do! ❤️ Love and thanks! ❤️

#navybrat answers #blog love #love letter 💌 #writing for marvel #sending love ❤️ #asks are always appreciated

[minoots]

Squeeeeeeeeeze!!! You've been given a hug! Send this to all the people who deserve a hug. See how many you get back 😊 Now let the hugging begin! 💚

AAAAAAA HUG YOU TOOOOO

#asks #writing for marvel #hug youuuuuuuuuuuu

[thebluemage]

Thank you so much Em!! 💕🥺 You’re so kind and amazing and I’m also so proud of you!! ❤️

#my inbox #sending you all my love #thebluemage answers #writing for marvel #em 💕

[earth616variant]

aw this is very much needed 😩💗 thank you so much for sending this, em! i hope you're having a marvelous day 💕🌹

#jiji's inbox #writing for marvel

[lunarbuck]

Thank you so much my dear <3 <3 <3

#i got mail #jane's friends ♡ #writing for marvel #smooches all around

[annabelle--cane]

I am aware I have died on this hill before but people who really strenuously argue that fanfic isn't "real writing" drive me insane. what do you meeeaaaaannn. besides the fact that any attempt to define "real art" vs "fake art" is inherently reactionary, it just doesn't make any sense. it's Writing. people Write it. what the fuck are you talking about.

#like. my fifth grade vampire novella was 100% original fiction. objectively it was awful on every axis. it was still writing. what. #marina marvels at life

[lo-andbehold]

A callout post (it’s me I’m calling myself out)

#writing #oc #original character #Merlin #the Magnus archives #the penumbra podcast #(we don’t even have visuals for those two you Motherfuckers just decided (you’re right)) #critical role #there are so many others I can’t think of them #marvel #dc comics

[doesnotloveyou]

i'm actually very okay with "there was no other way this could end" endings. if they gotta die, let them die. if they gotta break up or go the wrong way or lose something important, let'em. so long as it completes the story. only thing i dislike more than a forced happy ending is a forced bad ending

#writing #storytelling #film #dnly rants #og #goncharov #gonchposting #writing tips #vaguing marvel on main #history

[vase-of-lilies]

Squeeeeeeeeeze!!! You've been given a hug! Send this to all the people who deserve a hug. See how many you get back 😊 Now let the hugging begin! 💚

🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

You are so sweet!

Sending this to everyone who sees this!! (I know I’m lazy I’m sorry:( )

#writing for marvel #em💕 #may answers asks

[the-cat-and-the-birdie]

british people im sorry for what we put you through

EDIT:

hispanic ppl im sorry for what we put you through

#I’M SORRY BUT SOME OF THEM ARE SO HARD TO GET THROUGH #SOME ARE REALLY GOOD BUT #AAVE HAS SPECIFIC GRAMMAR RULES AND #ALSO DON’T WRITE OUT THE ACCENT PLEASE #WRITE THE SLANG NOT THE ACCENT #spiderman #marvel #miles morales #hobie brown #miguel ohara #spiderpunk #atsv #spiderman across the spiderverse #spider man 2099

[bebx]

Reed Richards and Victor von Doom ❦ Daylight, David Kushner

#doomreed #reed richards #victor von doom #fantastic 4 #ioan gruffudd #julian mcmahon #fantastic four #doom #marvel #doctor doom #mister fantastic #mcu #mr fantastic #dr doom #f4 #enemies to lovers #mr. fantastic #dr. doom #ff #reed richards x victor von doom #spilled words #spilled ink #spilled writing #spilled feelings #typography #spilled heart

[navybrat817]

YOU are amazing! I hope you're having a great start to your week. You deserve it. Love and thanks. 💖

#navybrat answers #blog love #love letter 💌 #writing for marvel #sending love ❤️ #asks are always appreciated

[thebluemage]

Aww, thank you so much Em!! ❤️🥺 You’re so delightful and precious!! 🥰💕 This made my day!! 💗

#my inbox #sending you all my love #thebluemage answers #writing for marvel #em 💕

[bombsonboard]

metal arm brrr

Summary: Every problem needs a solution. Bucky just isn't the biggest fan of yours.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Word Count: 1k

Tags: Fluff in the highest degree, old married couple, Swearing (It's Bucky, duh)

A/N: I just needed to give you guys something, it's been too long since i've written on here and you guys are the best :) I've barely checked this over so I apologize for any typos.

*****

“Can you stop moving, please?” 

Bucky Barnes half asleep is not someone you want to mess with. The first time you shuffled he had hardly made a sound, the second you were met with a low grumble (a warning you knew well) and the third strike, he was thirty seconds from kicking you out of the bed. 

When Bucky had finally learnt to sleep in a bed again, mostly thanks to you, he steadily became a big fan of his beauty sleep and god help anyone who ended up disturbing him. He had a lot to catch up on. Once, you had violently shaken him awake because his phone was ringing and when he heard Sam on the other line, you were deemed a ‘sleep thief’ for a week and a half after. Bucky Barnes was a bitch when it came to his sleep. 

You usually wouldn't have any complaints about being in his vice grip but it was January and the nights were still cold and having a boyfriend with a metal arm meant that you were held to him with an ice cold grip around your waist. When the Summer came, it was a life saver, your own personal refrigerator but you still had a good few months to go before you were hanging off his arm everyday. 

“Sorry.” You mumbled and tried to convince yourself you were comfortable without another word.

Nope, can’t do it. You shift again. 

“You’re kidding- what is it?” He pulls away from you and sits up on his elbow, glaring, he dares you. “Go on.”

With the most innocent doe eyes you could muster you slip your bottom lip between your teeth and debate the argument you could spark when your gaze slips to his vibranium arm in the semi darkness.

He doesn’t miss a thing, you’ve come to realize.

“I swear if you say-”

“-It’s cold! I’m cold! It’s just too much cold!” You burst, arms flailing in desperation. 

“It’s my arm! You said you wanted to sleep on my left, this is my left arm, nothing I can do. Okay?”

“There has to be something.” You search the room for solutions, briefly lingering on the sock drawer. 

“Oh yeah, sorry, let me just take it off.” Bucky grunts, dripping with sarcasm. 

“...If you could?”

“Seriously, fuck you.” 

Bucky falls back into his beloved pillow, eyes shut and wishing he has chosen a partner that let him sleep peacefully, then again, why would he want that when you exist?

“Look, either come to the other side or deal with it.” 

Silence finally reaches your bedroom and Bucky is deeply in dreamland while you lie awake, scheming away. 

In the early hours, you slip out of bed without a sound and make a beeline for the sock drawer, knowing you had some old pairs of slipper socks stuffed at the back. Scissors in hand, you snipped off the toes and smiled at the D.I.Y leg warmers. Oh, he was gonna be mad. 

With nearly medical precision, you held out the slumbering Bucky’s arm in front of you and one by one, slid the fluffy socks up the freezing metal until it was sufficiently covered. Thanking the universe, he was a pretty heavy sleeper, you shuffled back under the covers and happily wrapped the soft arm back around your waist. 

You slept like a lamb after that.

*****

When the morning came, you woke up before him like usual and briefly left him to his own devices as you made coffee, two mugs sitting on the counter beside each other. 

Through the wall, you faintly hear the rising of the soldier before heavy footsteps quickly storm in your direction.

“The fuck is this?”

You look up to see him in the doorway, and find yourself the subject of a stare that would send millions running. Not you. The multicolored socks lined up his arm kind of softened his hoped effect and you had to stifle your laughter. 

“A solution?” You shrug.

“No.” He points at you with his flesh arm accusingly “Nu-uh. This? This is not how we solve things.”

“Is it not? I’m really digging the rainbow on you.” The giggle you had tried to push down had spilled over.

“You’re a fucking menace.” 

The giggle now a full bodied laugh that had you clutching at your chest as you were overcome with the image of your big, scary, ‘world’s most deadly assassin’ boyfriend glaring daggers at you while donning the most fluffy and most colorful socks up his arm.

Bucky was fighting a grin with all his might, your laughter was like an ugly disease, incredibly contagious, hard to avoid, and annoying.

Something soft hits you in the face and you halt your hysterics as you peer at the slipper sock now at your feet. Lifting your gaze, Bucky is smiling smugly, and working a second sock off his arm. 

“Bucky!” You yelp and duck under the counter as the rainbow sock flies in slow motion over your head. 

You probably shouldn’t poke the bear but-

“Y’know, for the best shot the United States army had ever seen you sure do miss a lot.” You taunt from your hiding spot.

When there's no response, you make a break for the couch and get shot squarely in the forehead.

“Say that again.” He dares with narrowed eyes.

“Okay, truce. Truce!” You raise your hands in surrender. 

“Say sorry for last night.” The pink ball of fluff in his hands, a deadly fate, and you’re consigned to concede

“I apologize for last night.” You sigh, approaching him with caution “Now, it’s been ten whole minutes and you still haven’t subjected me to your obscene morning breath.”

He beckons you with his head and you happily plod over, throwing your arms around his neck. The kiss is sweet, and full of promised mornings to come.

It’s welcomed by you. Until you feel the coldest thing known to man, his left arm, writhing under your shirt and sending immediate shivers down your back. 

“Bucky!” You screech and his strong laughter descends on your morning with malice.

Desperately wiggling out of his hold, you escape to the bedroom and yell from your stronghold:

“That was an act of war James Buchanan Barnes!”

#bucky barnes #bucky barnes x reader #bucky x reader #bucky x you #marvel imagine #bucky barnes imagine #tfatws #bucky x y/n #bucky x female reader #clara writes

[lunarbuck]

awe this is so cute 😭 thank you <3

#i got mail #writing for marvel #jane's friends ♡ #smooch