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Ok ~spoilers~ for sevens route
So i know that rika is the reason Sev is with the agency and had to leave his brother but like…. How? How did Rika get him into the agency? As far as I know she was part of a “normal” family (despite horrific abuse and trauma :D) Did she, like, participate in human trafficking (despite it being consensual on sevens part)? How did this random woman get in touch with this secret government spy agency and go - hey! I know the perfect kid for this! -
I cant ever recall that part being discussed in cannon, and if im wrong please let me know. Its been two years since ive started playing this game and i still cant figure it out!! What are your thoughts on this? From what i can tell she just said ✨poof✨ and Seven left
MAJOR SPOILERS! About Seven's induction into the Agency and the rest underneath the Read More.
Actually, a huge chunk of the information that you're looking for is within Another Story, Rika's Behind Story, and the Secret Endings. We  know how Seven got into the Secret Agency because it was revealed in a phone call with V that takes place during Saeran's After Ending. I was surprised since this was always one of those things that made me wonder what the real answer was. It wasn't Rika that got Seven into the agency. 
She was never near the agency unless we want to say it’s due to the proximity to V and the church. Because V says himself that the only reason he was able to encounter an agent was because one knew about his art and went to the same church as V and Rika. It's Jihyun who involved the situation that caused this to happen before it or not. I still think about this because he says “I thought these kinds of places only existed in the movies.” I always read that to imply that he imagined that the agency would be like the movies. 
I don’t know if he deeply understood the depth of what was going to happen to Saeyoung. He says that he knew that anything Saeyoung got into was going to be messy because it was a fight against Saejoong Choi. V thought that it was a possibility that the agency was a lesser of two evils. But, he doesn’t know how much Saeyoung has suffered, if we’re being honest. Saeyoung has told us all about some of his worst experiences. 
They shipped him to America for a while for studies, and then when he came back, he was shipped out into field missions that traumatized him. The whole reason he has so much HBC was a bribe after he spent three days thinking he was going to be killed in that warehouse. I know that he was put in near death experiences time and time again. Here’s the screenshots from that call if you want to see it. 
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I have the RFA box now, and Seven’s got a diary piece inside of it. It also points out one of his missions where he has to dress up like a maid because “the target is weak for them” or something like that. Seven dresses up a lot for his work to do what has to be done. He enjoys dressing up in cosplay and it clearly gives him a lot of gender euphoria since he shares it so often to everyone being proud of himself, but he starts doing it for work because they tell him to do it. He’s very young, easy to believe, and knows how to play a part. 
Sometimes I wonder if he has dealt with a lot of awful people because he goes deep undercover during his missions. I try not to think about it because it hurts to think that Saeyoung has been abused and scarred even more than what he had to go through as a child. He laughs these traumatic things off like it’s nothing but there’s so much that he’s suffered because of the agency. It’s hard to watch and listen to when you hear Saeyoung express these things. 
He won’t let anyone know how deeply he’s been hurt because he wants us to be taken care of first. He wants Saeran to be taken care of. He wants everyone to be taken care of before he even considers himself and that’s just a canon theme in his life. 
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So, yeah, unfortunately, Saeyoung Choi has been put through the wringer time and time again. V got him the contact for the agency. 
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jewels2876 · 3 years
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Making A List
A/N: Two in one night! I’m still working with the HBC theme day, Dear Diary, and this one is for @the-th-horniest-book-club​
Summary: You surprise Loki with a gift, which leads to lists
Word Count: 318
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You shoved something into Loki’s hands. He looked down at the tiny notebook and frowned. “What’s this?”
You smirked at the god. “I thought you were supposed to be smart?”
“I meant,” he sneered, “what is this for?”
You matched his sneer and crossed your arms over your chest. The action pushed your chest up even more than your bra had. Loki chanced a quick glance down to admire the view. As his gaze raised, he noted your smirk widen realizing he had been caught.
“It’s a requirement for all displaced Avengers; Steve sort of made it a thing.” You uncrossed your arms to put both hands on your hips, shifting your stance slightly.
“Of course Rogers would have… wait, I’m an Avenger?” His tone dripped with sarcasm.
You took your hands off your hips, shifting your stance once more. “One, you are not from around here,” you counted off. “Two, you helped Thor and the rest of us defeat Thanos. Three, your magic seemed awfully handy the last time we were getting our ass kicked, which leads to four, you saved our asses.” Your hands went back to your hips. “Do I need to go on?”
His tongue snaked out, licking his bottom lip thoughtfully. “Possibly.” He magically pulled a pen out of thin air and flipped the notebook open to the first page, his hand rushing over the paper as he wrote.
“What could you possibly be writing now?” you wondered aloud. Loki smirked as he turned the notebook over.
Learn everyone’s names - y/n and Thor count
Talk to the annoying boss about my uniform - no spandex or cod piece!
Find best knives on Midgard
Ask y/n out… or at least find out what’s under her outfit
You busted out laughing at the last point. “Did you think showing me this would score points with me?”
“Yes,” came the unabashed reply.
“You are smart!”
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just-the-hiddles · 3 years
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I Need A Favor | Loki x Reader
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A/N:  I know more surprise fics.  This one is for @the-th-horniest-book-club prompt which was one of my favorite Loki quotes, “When do we start?”  Now I chose Loki, which may seem obvious but not in your typical Loki situation. Also, this is the barest bones of editing.  
Pairing: Loki x Reader (I think I wrote it gender neutral)
Summary:  You know Loki’s secret and use it as leverage to get him to do you a favor.
Warnings: Excessive fluff.
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It was one of the best-kept secrets in the Avengers Tower. As far as Loki made you aware, only you and Thor knew the truth. If Tony suspected or caught something on the security footage, he never said a word. And well, you knowing Loki’s little secret had been a complete accident. You got turned around one day on the 17th floor and opened a door and there was Loki, in that a ridiculous outfit. Before you could slam the door with on the other side, Loki tugged you into the room.
“You can’t tell anyone what you have seen here today.” He growled as his grip on your wrist.
You nodded. “I promise not to say a word.” Your voice never sounded so shaky as it did in that moment.
“Good.” He released your wrist. “I would hate to have to kill you.” he chuckled as you skittered out of the room and booked it to the elevator.
For the most part, you had kept your promise. There had been a few close calls, one too many drinks with the team, and you nearly let it slip. But no one suspected a thing. Now it was time to cash in your silence for a favor.
“I need your help.” You slid into the chair next to Loki in the briefing room.
Loki smiled at you. He had grown rather fond of your face, he pondered. “What sort of help?” He feigned disinterest by picking at one of his immaculate nails. Like he would ever have a torn cuticle.
You squirmed in your seat as you heated from the inside. Steve and Sam filed into the room. “It’s personal.”
Loki narrowed his eyes at you before realization hit him. “I am afraid I can’t help you.” He returned his attention to the papers in front of him.
“Please, Loki?” you begged. “Someone close to me is celebrating a birthday and I need your expertise. Teach me your ways.”
He shushed you. “Not so loud and not here.” Loki rolled his eyes as you pleaded with wide eyes. “Fine,” He grabbed his phone and typed out a series of items. Loki glance at you for a moment and returned to type some more before finally setting his phone down. “I’ve sent you a list of what you will need. Meet me tomorrow morning at 8, you know where.”
You nodded and turned your attention to the front of the room where Tony turned on his Power point presentation. During the meeting, you sneak a glance at the list Loki sent you and you inadvertently let loose a whistle.
“Something you would care to share with the group?” Tony asked and all the eyes in the room snapped to you. The ones you felt staring at you the most were Loki’s.
“No.” You slumped into your chair.
“Keeping my eye on you.” Tony waved his fingers at you and his eyes. “If there are no further interruptions…” You shook your head. “let’s continue.”
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The next morning, you paced waiting for Loki. At nearly a quarter past the hour, Loki strolled in.
“I thought you had stood me up.”
“Your precious Captain America caught me in the common area. I had to wait until he left. Unless, you would care for him to know what exactly you and I are doing here together?” Loki raised an eyebrow.
“No, I would not.”
Loki did his best to hide his disappointment, but you noticed anyway.
“So did you get everything I told you to?” Loki cleared his throat.
“I had to go to two different stores, but yes.”
Loki reached over and grabbed an apron and tied it on. “Okay, when do we start?”
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Several hours later and one use of a fire extinguisher, you stared at your creation, a slightly lopsided two layer chocolate cake with a chocolate frosting.
Loki wiped his hands on his stained apron. “I did not realize flour could shoot that far into the air.”
You shrugged your shoulders. “Talent.” You leaned over and hugged Loki. “Thank you so much for helping me out.”
Loki’s arms flailed in the air while your embrace cracked his ribs. He wrapped his arms around you and squeezed tight. “It was the least I could do for you keeping my secret?”
You giggled. “I don’t understand why you would keep it a secret that you can bake delicious desserts and pastries.”
Loki removed his apron and sneered at you. “I have a reputation to maintain.” He covered your cake with a lid and pushed it towards you. “Now it’s ready to give to the Captain, your boyfriend, lover, take your pick of name.”
You smiled and removed the lid, and pushed the cake back towards him. “Happy birthday, Loki.”
His head bounced between staring at you, smirking, and the cake, which leaned even more than before. “Did you just… how did you… Thank you.” His shoulders slumped.
“You’re welcome.” You reached over and cut a large slice out for him and then yourself.
Loki took at large bite and hummed. “Clever of you to have me bake my own birthday cake.”
Your head dropped. “The plan had been for you to just give me a recipe. I didn’t expect you to help.”
Loki blushed. “I apologize for ruining the surprise.”
You dropped your fork to the plate, enjoying the satisfying clink of metal against china. “Oh, it’s fine because now I can give you the rest of your birthday present early too.”
“I enjoy presents.” Loki placed his fork on his plate.
You took a deep breath. “I hope you enjoy this one.” You leaned over and gave him a quick kiss on the lips. “Can I take you out to dinner for your birthday?” you blurted out as you leaned away.
Loki smiled. “Like a date?”
“Maybe…”
“Are you paying?”
“Yes.”
“Will you kiss me again?” Loki smirked, leaning against the kitchen counter.
“If you want me to.” Your toe dragged across the floor.
“Then it’s a date.” Loki then over and kissed you again. “I think this present. It’s the gift the keeps on giving.” He leaned in and kissed you some more.
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nano--raptor · 3 years
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Heart’s Desire
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Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader (Regency AU)
Words: 1185
Warnings: Romance, courting, masquerade ball, softness and feelings, implied smut, soft and vague smut, kissing, and Bucky just generally being a dream.
A/N: Written for the @the-ss-horniest-book-club for the Regency Theme Day! I’ll be honest, I don’t know much about the era, and I haven’t watched Bridgerton, but I had fun writing this little romantic story anyways. I was inspired by the amazing edit by @nix-akimbo featured in the moodboard, doesn’t Bucky look so gorgeous and regal?
Anyways, thank you for reading, I hope you enjoy!❤ Divider by @firefly-graphics​
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You smoothed your hands down your dress nervously, taking a breath before stepping into the room and meandering through the crowd. You exchanged pleasantries with some of the other patrons, tugging your gloves higher, thankful for the mask that covered part of your face. It was a nice way to mingle with many of the town’s socialites, a masquerade ball, and while it wasn’t the fanciest events with much of the pomp and circumstance of the royal families, many of the town’s upper and middle class citizens were able to attend. It was a nice escape from the drudgery of your uneventful, day to day life.
A passing attendant with a tray of champagne helped to calm your nerves, and you willed yourself to relax as the bubbles danced on your tongue. Would he be here? It was a silly question; of course he would. You were, however, starting to feel uncomfortable and a bit out of place, many of the other young women stood in groups with friends, or were paired off with other eligible bachelors for a dance. Just when you were thinking of finding a powder room to hide in, a warm hand settled on the small of your back, and you were swept into a man’s arms. Your heart skipped a beat at the sound of his low voice in your ear.
“May I have this dance?”
A smile spread on your lips as you turned to face him, his other hand taking yours as he pulled you close. 
“James,” you whispered. “You came.”
“Of course my darling, I wouldn’t miss an opportunity to see you.” His blue eyes danced behind his mask, eyes you would recognize anywhere. They seemed to gaze into your soul, as if it was wide open and he could see all your secrets and desires. You smiled, feeling heat creep up to your cheeks, biting your lip, your heart fluttering when he raised your hand to his lips and pressed a gentle kiss against your knuckles. 
James led you around the dance floor, twirling you around and dipping you low. A smirk spread on his lips and you knew he longed to kiss you, before pulling you up again, making you giggle. The masquerade dances were your favorite, everyone wore their very best, masks fancy and beautifully decorated, and for an evening it was nice to sink into anonymity, where social classes and family lineages didn’t mean a thing.
It was easy to forget for an evening that you and James weren’t supposed to be together.
From the moment you’d first seen him, you were smitten. If his gorgeous eyes weren’t enough to win you over, his smile was one of the most beautiful you’d ever seen. He made your heart flutter, made you melt the first time he looked at you. He’d kissed your hand and asked your name, and for a moment you couldn’t even remember. Over time you’d grown close, and knew you couldn’t imagine life without him. Your heart couldn’t bear the thought. And yet, the Barnes family was prestigious, you knew James’s father wanted his sons to marry strategically, and your family didn’t make the cut.
James, however, didn’t seem to care. He’d told you one night, in a hushed whisper, that it was you who held his heart, and he would keep fighting to be with you until his last breath. You cried that night when he had to leave. James held a piece of your heart as well, there were no other men for you. He was the only one.
He held you close for the rest of the night, your hand on his shoulder, head leaning against his chest. For a few moments the rest of the room faded away, and you lost yourself in his warmth, his scent. Lost in him was your favorite place to be. 
At the end of the night you snuck away with him, eventually ending up in his bed once again. Here there were no prying eyes, no judgement, no rules. Here you and James could be together, unabashedly, truly sharing your love and passion. His name fell from your lips as he took you apart, showing you love the way no other man had, the way no other man could. And you gave yourself to him, fully and completely. You were his and he was yours.
As you lay wrapped in his arms afterwards, skin flushed and warm, a delightful bliss spreading through your body, he hummed, stroking your hair and kissing the top of your head. He seemed to curl even more around you and you giggled, reaching up to kiss along his stubbled jaw.
“What is it, my love?” He was quiet for a moment, quieter than usual, as if thoughts clouded his mind. Just as you were about to shift in his arms and pry further, he spoke, a warm hand rubbing over your back.
“Never have I felt a stronger love for someone than I feel for you. You are my sun and my moon, my flowers in the spring and my snowflakes in the winter. I can’t imagine my life without you.” James pulled away slightly, tilting your chin up so he could gaze into your eyes once more. “I can’t wait any longer and have to ask you, will you do me the honor of being my wife?”
For a moment you couldn’t speak, words escaped you as a million thoughts and feelings ran through you at once. Your eyes grew wide and you simply stared at him until everything caught up and you gasped, a wide grin spreading on your face as you squealed.
“James! Yes! Yes, of course!” He grinned back, kissing you hard, a carefree, sloppy kiss, and you wiggled in his arms, squirming even closer and wrapping your arms around his neck. “Oh my gosh. Are you… you really want me to be your wife?”
“Of course,” his voice softened and he trailed his fingers over your cheek and along your jaw, running his thumb over your lips before gently kissing them. “I would love nothing more.”
“But your father -”
“I don’t care what my father says.” His eyes sparkled dangerously, and the smirk on his lips made you giggle. He kissed you again, rolling you over and kissing you deeply before pulling back to gaze down into your eyes again. You reached up to trail your fingers over his cheek now, brushing his hair out of his face and tucking the soft locks behind his ear.
“You know he won’t leave it alone once he finds out. He’ll do everything he can to stop it.”
“Let him try,” James replied softly, leaning into your palm and turning to press his lips against it. “But don’t you worry my love, I won’t let anything happen to you, and I promise you, we’ll have our happily ever after.” Again, he was melting your heart. You smiled, blinking back tears of happiness as you whispered more words of love, and he leaned down to show you again just how much he loved you.
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HBC Theme Day Across 4 Blogs - Food and Drink
Thursday, June 3 - Food and Drinks Theme Day
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Graphic by the wonderful @theycallmebecca​
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that-little-zebunny · 3 years
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Lost and found
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader (Professor AU)
WC: 357
Summary: You're new and got lost on your way to your 1st class and end up meeting the hottest Professor you ever laid eyes on.
Note: hiiii its been a while I know >∆< I'm gonna do my best to get back on writing again. Anyways this is my short entry to @the-ss-horniest-book-club Character Appreciation Day - Bucky Boo in a Professor au.
I hope you like this. <3
Warning: None
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You're lost…and very much late. You hated this. Having to adjust to a new University in the middle of the school year. You tried your best to find your 1st class but you end up entering an empty room.
You sighed definitely as you slid on one of the chairs leaning at the back rest and staring on the ceiling.
What a great way to start your 1st day, you thought. Sighing again.
"Well I wish everyone would have that kind of reaction every time they miss my class." Someone said and that made you sit up straight in shock. You turned to look at the back of the room and there on the back is a sinfully good looking man staring at you with his intense blue eyes.
"I-I...uhm... I'm so sorry Sir for missing your class. I...I got lost." You said embarrassed at being caught by your professor and because you're stuttering.
He walked towards you and you swallowed nervously. You feel trapped by his eyes. You couldn't look away.
"You must be Ms. (YLN)." You nodded. "Welcome to our university then. If you want I can help you find your other class so you won't miss them." He said, offering his left hand to you. You shyly accepted it putting your left hand on his outreached one still looking in his beautiful eyes and you shivered.
Electricity ran around your body from your hands upon touching his skin.
You saw him take a deep breath too as his eyes went down on your hands.
"T-that would be lovely, Sir… I'm really bad at directions…" you said looking down too on your hands. His thumb is now caressing the top of yours.
"It's Barnes, James Barnes. I'm glad I'm here then. I can guide you around." He said bringing your hands near his lips as he guided you to stand up. He kissed the top of your hands, eyes still staring straight through your soul and your mind went blank.
And from then on meeting him every after his and your class didn't end there.
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aliceaddellheidde · 3 years
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Starbucks
A/N: This one is for HBC 24 hours surprise drabble challenge by @the-th-horniest-book-club​
THEME: Conversations with a stranger.
WORDS: 937
WARNINGS: Anxiety from ordering coffee
PAIRING: Tom Hiddleston x reader (fluff)
DISCLAIMERS: I was in Starbucks once & ordered tea. 🤣 English isn´t my first language.
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London was busy city. Always full of people and now your new home. You found surprisingly warm and sunny February Saturday as perfect time for walk. After two hours in streets you were craving something for boosting your energy and Starbucks across the road was exactly what you needed. You never had chance to go there, but heard about it from your friends, so why not try it? Easy in, easy out.
What you were not expecting was long queue and a lot of people already inside. Smell of fresh coffee and muffins hit your nose and you enjoy it until anxiety came. What to order? How to order? Do you have to say your name? You were standing there, playing with your shawl to calm down, when stranger in front of you turned around. „Excuse me, do you know what time is it? My phone died.” he asked with strong English accent. When you looked up you were face to chest with him. „Uhm, 10 am.” „Thank you.” He turned back and moved forward.
Few more orders and small panic attack later you found him holding your arm. „Hey, are you all right?” This time when you lifted your head your eyes met cerulean blue ones. And then you recognized his face. You were standing with Tom Hiddleston! And he was holding you. You opened your mouth but no sound came out. You looked at menu on the wall and back at him. „You need help with order?” he smiled. „Yeah. I never been in Starbucks before and have no idea what to order. What is good? Should I tell them my name?” ​You were rambling mess. „Don't worry. I can help you. I´m Tom.” „Y/N.” You said. „What would you like? Coffee, tea, smoothie, chocolate? Something to eat?” „Coffee. But they have so much possibilities. How am I supposed to choose only one,” You sighted. Tom let go of you with thoughtful expression and his thumb and index finger were caressing his chin. You followed their movements with your eyes and small part of your brain was thinking how they would feel against your skin. „I´d say you can appreciate something sweet like you.” Tom said and your cheeks got hot and he smirked. „Ok, I´ll risk it.” You smile a little. „Trust me.” „Do you always pay for stranger´s coffee?” He grinned. „Only if it´s beautiful woman with interesting accent.” „You're a charmer.” „Yes, Yes I am. Tell me, how´s that you never try Starbucks?” „I'm not really a coffee drinker. Only when I´m in mood.” „More of tea person?” „Meh. Water is the best.” „What´s so special about today that it deserve a coffee?” „I'm just tired a bit and need something to function properly.” He chuckled and you moved forward. Two more people and you are in front of young man.
„Hello Jamie.” „Hi Tom. What can I get you this time?” „Hot, venti,, two shots, Caramel macchiato and hot, venti White chocolate mocha.” „With rice milk, please.” You said and looked back to floor. „Extra foam on both, please.” „Sure thing. Here or to go?” Tom looked at you and back at Jamie. „To go.” „Excellent. That will be 6,85 £.” Tom took out his wallet and paid before  you could stop him. „Have a nice day you two.” Jamie smiled at them and you followed Tom as lost puppy.
„So, what's your plan today?” „I don’t really know. Hyde park or some museum maybe. Why?” „Mind if I join you?” You were thinking about it. How often do people have chance to meet their favourite actor and he pays for their coffee? You decided you will take that opportunity with all it has. „Nope.” You smiled at him. „Maybe we can try Natural history museum. If you want to go. It´s close” „Sure.” He walked to black Jaguar. „I'm not going in car with stranger.” He looked at you. „I'm not a stranger any more. Or am I?” „We only know each other´s names.” „Lets us make friends then.” You started walking in direction of museum.
„You really don’t know who I am?” „I know you are an actor, my favourite actually, but I don’t know you in person.” You were surprised with how much ease you were talking to him. „What would you like to know?” „Everything.” You both laughed at yours eagerness. „We can play 20 questions.” „I will start. What brings you to London?” „Work with better payment.” „And you work as … ?” „Interior decorator.” „You can draw me new house if I ask?” „No.” You snorted. „That's interior designer. I´m making places nice and colourful.” „Oh, my mistake.” „Its ok. People often confuse those two jobs. What would you be if not an actor?” „Cowboy.” he laughed and then asked one more question right before you walked in the museum.
After long six hours you were parting our ways. „Can I take you on proper date next time?” he asked suddenly. „You don’t have to say yes. I just had great time with you and … .” „Sure.” you interrupted him. „Really? Oh god, thank you! Can I have your number?” He gave you his phone and you added yourself there and handed it back. „I´ll walk you to your station.” „You don’t have to.” „I insist.” „Fine.” He linked your arms and smiled at you happily.
After 20 minutes walk in peaceful silence you stopped in front of the door to the underground. He hugged you lightly and you quickly kissed his cheek and with cheeky grin ran down the stairs for your tube.
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Hello lovely readers and writers of the HBC. As you may have noticed, this blog has been quiet now for quite some time. We want to apologize for the radio silence. We didn't mean for things to slow down here, but life gets busy, and before we knew it, more time had passed than we realized.
The HBC has decided to officially take a bit of a hiatus. Interactions are down, and we've noticed an overall slump in some of our creative muses, as well as within the community itself. It's been a tough few years, we get it!
We wanted to take the time to thank everyone for their participation and support over the years, we have all loved being thirsty hoes together. We don't think this is goodbye, and we're definitely open to starting up again in the future if there is interest in writing for any of our favorite characters again. If anyone has any prompt ideas or suggestions for theme days/events, you're welcome to send them in!
We hope you all take care of yourselves, we'll be seeing you soon, and as always, thank you for playing with us.❤️
Love, The Thirsty Librarians of the HBC 📚
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beckzorz · 4 years
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triumph
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There’s no triumph in this victory.
No cheers, no celebration, no dames in red dresses. Agent Carter’s miles away, and all the women here are skin and bones and eye sockets too big for their faces. The men, too.
Bucky takes a long, slow breath.
These people… they’re him, or at least, he’s been in their shoes. Been a freed prisoner still trapped in his own damn mind. Still is, really.
One woman—girl, woman, he can’t tell—stares out a busted window as she waits her turn with the medic. Her tattered dress hangs loose on her frame.
She catches Bucky’s eye, gestures outside.
Bucky’s boots crunch over broken glass. Outside, it’s more of the same. Dust, splinters, glass glittering like crystals and dead bodies hastily dragged into piles. He looks down at the woman at his side, a question on his face.
“Will this be how it always is?” she asks.
His heart drops, but he smiles.
“No,” he lies. “No.”
Written for @the-ss-horniest-book-club​​’s quarantined drunk drabbles.
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jewels2876 · 3 years
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Memories
A/N: The last one of the night! Still working prompts for the HBC theme day, Dear Diary, for @the-ce-horniest-book-club
Summary: You and Chris take a little stroll while scrapbooking
Word Count: 414
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You and Chris huddled over your project; you had assigned Chris the task of arranging the photos you had collected over the years while you sat trying to figure out the right words for each page. You heaved a sigh and picked up a picture from its corner to reminisce.
“Are you sure?” you asked with a sigh.
“Yes! Mom, come on, it’ll be fun!” he begged, tugging on your right arm. “I could ask Dad…”
You groaned at your son’s playful teasing. “Fine, fine I’ll ride with you. Just don’t come crying to me when I throw up all over you!”
You shook yourself out of the memory as you handed the photo over to Chris. “He will never let me live this one down.” You chuckled to yourself. Chris glanced at the photo and laughed.
“In fairness, you had warned him!” Chris grabbed his chest as he continued to laugh. Calming himself down, he placed the photo next to another one from another ride, this one with father and son.
He stared at the car sitting in the driveway, then at his dad. “Are you freakin’ kiddin’ me Dad?”
Chris laughed at his son’s reaction as he started to slowly walk around the car. “Well it is a rental so we can’t get too crazy with it.” Chris tossed the keys into the air, which were easily caught. “You ready?”
Chris’s smile fell a bit as the memory faded from view. “I can’t believe…”
You got up from your seat and settled into his lap, wrapping your arms around his neck and burying your head into his chest. “Don’t say it or we’ll both end up in tears again.”
Chris sniffled, hugging you tight. “How did the time go so fast? It seems like yesterday we dropped him off at kindergarten.” 
“I know,” you whispered. “But at least…” The slamming of the backdoor and scampering of feet pulled your attention away from your feelings.
“Ewwwww! Can you guys get a room or something?” Your twelve-year-old daughter made a gagging face as her best friend giggled. “Can Rebecca stay for dinner?”
You disentangled yourself from Chris with a smile. “Of course! It’s pizza night. Is your mom okay with it?” Rebecca nodded and with that, the two girls raced to your daughter’s bedroom. “Maybe Rebecca’s family will let us adopt her?”
Chris smiled as he looked at the two pictures now side by side. “Maybe, but I kinda like the two we have.”
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southernbell91 · 5 years
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Happy Tongue Tuesday Everyone
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@lancetuckersmustache   @stuck-y-together               @buckmesideways22         @eurynome827                         @book-dragon-13                     @marvelous-meggi @the-ss-horniest-book-club @jbstans @jobean12-blog @spacemansam @marvelgirl7 @jewelofwinter @loricameback @collinsstanharbour    @sebastiansloserclub
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marvelgirl7 · 5 years
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HBC Back To School Theme!
I wanted to do Man Bun Professor because who doesn’t love that man bun
I figure you can decide if you want Professor Bucky or Professor Seb :)
@book-dragon-13 @buckmesideways22 @buckingmadness @loricameback @sallycanwait68 @lancetuckersmustache @littledarlinhavefaithinme @jewelofwinter @collinsstanharbour @cametobuyplums @spacemansam @cchellacat @stuck-y-together @the-ss-horniest-book-club @beckzorz @abovethesmokestacks @southernbell91 @randomfandompenguin @nobernieyouareunderreacting @chuuulip @jobean12-blog @marvelous-meggi @marvelandotherfandomimagines @eurynome827 @tranquil-heart
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jobean12-blog · 4 years
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This is for the TH HBC’s Tennis Day and the glory that is Tom in suit. Thank you for bringing this to my attention. Yum. @the-th-horniest-book-club
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I love tennis and I can’t even imagine how fun it would be to watch with him. Although, he would be quite a distraction...
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