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funkybarnes · 6 months
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this picture lives rent free on my mind
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xx-rennyxx · 5 months
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jbucb · 8 months
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I have three WIPs. I don't need another, but.....
Bucky Barnes or Mickey Henry
"Do you want it from the back with your face in the pillow so you can yell as loud as you want to"
😫😫😫😫😫
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onceuponastory · 10 months
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Him or him to steal you away for a summer getaway?
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Can I not say both? Hahahaha. But. I'll say Mickey. He may be a bit of a mess, but he's fun. And thank you for the inspo, love! @holacia3 <3
Take Your Mind Off
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Plot: When an argument between your friends looks like it'll spoil your holiday fun, Mickey is a welcome relief. Pairing: Mickey Henry x Female!Reader Warnings: Mentions of alcohol and being drunk. If I miss any triggers, please let me know!
Perching on the beach bar stool, Y/N takes a sip of the fruity cocktail in front of her. As soon as the alcohol hits her senses, she sighs happily. After the eventful morning she's had, this is a welcome relief.
Things didn't start out so badly. Quite the opposite, actually. She and two of her friends are on holiday together, taking some time off from their busy working lives to relax on the beach and get away from it all for a while. And for the most part, they've had a great time together. Despite being drunk for most of it.
Unfortunately, it seems the heat and late nights have got to both of her friends, resulting in a huge argument between them both this morning. Honestly, Y/N doesn't even know what started it, probably some stupid, inconsequential thing. But now, neither of them are speaking to each another, and it's ruining the rest of the day. Y/N attempted to keep the peace without choosing a side, but the snide comments and hostile glares had become too much. There's only so much you can take before you want to rip your hair out.
And Y/N crossed that line a long time ago.
So, she told them both to stop being so childish, and that she was going to enjoy herself alone until they've calmed down... whenever the hell that is.
And now, here she is. Sitting alone, nursing a cocktail at a beach bar. It may be lonely, but at least she's not being pulled into any more arguments, and she doesn't feel like she's walking on eggshells anymore. Hopefully, she can start enjoying herself again now.
"Mind if I sit?" a voice asks, pulling her out of her daydream. When she turns, she meets the blue eyes of the DJ she and her friends saw last night. Completely unaware of the storm that was coming the next morning, the trio had a lot of fun and danced the night away. She wasn't expecting the same DJ to be standing beside her now. The first time she saw him, she thought he was insanely cute. Although she was pretty drunk by that point.
He looks even cuter now, up close, when she's more sober.
"Oh, yeah, sure!" Giving him a polite smile, she scoots over, letting him sit on the stool beside her. As he does, she notices the other seats surrounding the bar are empty. For a moment, her brow furrows. "There's so many places for him to sit... and yet, he chooses beside me?"
But she's not complaining.
"Something wrong?" He asks.
"Not at all." The man doesn't look like he believes her words, but thankfully doesn't press her.
"A beer for me, thanks, and another drink for the lady." He slides some money over to the bartender, before leaning back in his seat with a grin.
"Thanks for that." She roots around in her bag for some cash to pay him back, but he shakes his head.
"Don't worry about it. Can't let a pretty lady like you pay for her drink now, can I?" The heat on Y/N's cheeks deepens, and she stammers a thank you. Somehow, his presence is already starting to make her feel better.
"My friends and I saw your set last night." She tells him. "You were amazing." She holds herself back, trying not to sound too much like a crazy fangirl and scare him away before she gets to know him better. But the man simply chuckles.
"Thank you very much." He grins. "I'm glad to be of service." He holds out a hand. "I'm Mickey."
"Y/N." She smiles, shaking his hand.
He looks around, raising a brow. "So, if you don't mind me asking... where are your friends? Did they leave you on your own?"
"No. They wouldn't stop arguing, and I was getting fed up with it. So I gave them some space to cool down." Mickey nods. "We planned a day trip today, but obviously that's not happening." She sighs.
"Hey! Don't say that!" he insists. "Your day doesn't have to be ruined just because they want to spoil the fun. How about...." He grins, trailing off. "You come spend the day with me?"
His question stuns her into surprised silence for a moment, before she breaks into laughter. There's no way he can be serious. Surely he has better things to do than cheer her up.
But... would spending time with the cute DJ really be so bad? It's a lot better than the alternative, anyway.
"What?! I'm not joking! I live here, so I know the best places to go. And you deserve some fun today."
"Really? You wanna spend time with me? Surely there's more fun people than me you can hang out with."
"Doubt it. Besides, I enjoy spending time with you Y/N." She's not fully convinced, especially since they only met a few minutes ago, but her stomach still flutters all the same. And like she said, it's a lot better than hanging out here alone, waiting for her friends to make up.
"Okay." She nods. "Let's do it."
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dreamlessinparis · 2 years
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Hiii everyone, welcome to my masterlist, right now it’s still growing. But there are so many stories I want to explore and write and hopefully you will enjoy the ride! 
My blog is 18+ ONLY and there will be strong themes and smut in some of my stories. So if you’re a minor, please DNI, thank you :)
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Smut Butt Luxury Yacht Writing Challenge with @imanuglywombat​
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funkybbarnes · 8 months
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Funks Masterlist:
Sebastian Stan:
happy birthday, bugs!
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buckysimp101 · 2 years
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Clear Blue (2) | Mickey Henry 18+
Mickey Henry x F!Reader
chapter warnings: angst, oh boy.
Part 1
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Somehow, you’d managed to make it through your entire first trimester without a single hint of morning sickness, sore boobs or fatigue. But the second that second trimester hit? You were dead on your feet. Yep. It was official. You scheduled a doctor’s appointment a week after that second line showed up and the doctor confirmed it for you. Fourteen weeks. Of course the second you left the office the first thing you could think of was “how the fuck do I tell Mickey?” You weren’t so sure that you wanted to honestly. He seemed happy with Chloe and he also seemed like he wanted nothing to do with you. You knew this is what happened with Mickey. He always dropped you for the newer, shinier model. But this time just the thought of talking to him around Chloe made your stomach curl. 
You knew that Chloe didn’t approve the lifestyle that Mickey led. She was like Aspa in that way. She wanted to force him to grow up and lead a more “adult” life but that just wasn’t Mickey. You could dress him in all the nicest suits, try to tame that fluffy hair but he was still Mickey. But that thought was enough to sober you up. He was Mickey and you were Y/N and holy fuck you were having his baby.
It was that sobering thought that basically…well…sobered you up. Unlike Mickey who didn’t have to carry the baby and make sure that his lifestyle was as healthy and clean as possible to ensure the developmental safety of this child, you had to change. At the appointment the doctor had confirmed that the fetus seemed fine and that they were developing at the typical rate but just the thought of how your lifestyle before this realization could’ve affected another life gave you pause. And so you sold your blow and your alcohol to Argyris, because why not make a fucking profit off it. Argyris didn’t question why you did it and you sure as hell weren’t about to tell him what you’d just found out before even talking to Mickey about it. 
And that’s how you ended up here. At one of the last parties of the season before the weather started to turn just slightly. Mickey was up at the Deejay stand and Chloe was dancing in front of him, trying to get his attention. You stood at the bar, a couple of your mutual friends around you trying to make conversation. You took a sip of your water, trying hard to blend in with your friends as you pretended to have a good time and you convinced them that you were just taking the role of D.D. extremely seriously tonight. Making sure not to alert them to any changes. 
Mickey looked like he was having a great time, until another Deejay came up to take his spot. You could read him like a book. Mickey was not happy with the sudden change and if the clenching of his jaw told you anything, it was that he was unprepared for this interruption. The music changed and the crowd seemed to be more involved, likely having come to the party for the deejay that wasn’t Mickey. Mickey and Chloe joined your friends at the bar. Argyris spouted his typical Argyris bullshit about how he and Mickey were going to hit it big and how Chloe was the best thing that ever happened to him. Hearing Argyris say that brought on a strong bout of nausea that you just barely managed to hold back. When Chloe left to go to the bathroom that’s when you took your chance. Taking in a breath, you slid off your stool and sidled up to Mickey. He looked at you, really looked at you, for the first time in months. That signature goofy smirk taking residence on his face and you swore you felt fucking butterflies in your stomach.
“Hi princess, long time no see,” he stated as casually as possible. The flippant nature of his tone causing a scowl to become etched upon your features. As if he hadn’t tossed you aside the second he met Chloe. But you tried to turn that feeling off. 
“Mickey, we need to talk.”
“Well then talk sweetheart, I’m all ears.”
“Mickey we need to talk alone.”
The seriousness in your voice must have intrigued him because Mickey was throwing back his shot and leading you by the arm to a darkened spot of the party where the music was quieter but none of your friends were near.
“What’s up, sweetheart? Miss me?” Mickey smirked as he leaned against the wall. The casualty in his tone once again raising your blood pressure.
“What’s there to miss Henry?” you practically hissed, crossing your arms as you looked at him with a glare that you hoped he could physically feel burning into him. The smug look reappeared on his face and you knew he was about to say something that would piss you off even more. He pushed himself off the wall and took a step closer to you, closing the space you’d put in between the two of you. Mickey’s cologne filled the space and where you’d been super sensitive to smell in the last couple weeks, the smell of him taking up space made you just want to curl into his arms and never leave. And then he ruined it by touching your face and pushing his lips into a mock pout.
“Aww what is it princess? Haven’t been able to get yourself off since daddy stopped hanging around?” He teased mercilessly, his eyes alight with mischief. He knew what he was saying and you knew he had zero plans to act on them, hell you didn’t want him to act on them. You weren’t a home wrecker. You didn’t want to come between him and Chloe. But the way he addressed himself as daddy seemed to remind you what you needed to talk to him about. 
It’s now or never.
“You know it’s funny. You always liked being called daddy but I didn’t think you meant it seriously,” you snapped in his direction. 
Mickey withdrew his hand from your face at the spice in your voice. His eyes grew confused at your words, the playful spark disappearing and darkening as he took in your words. His smirk twisted into a grimace as he looked at you more seriously than he had in years.
“What the fuck are you talking about Y/N?”
The way he said your name felt like a knife to your heart. It was said softly as if he had a clue of what you were telling him but he needed you to say it out loud. And fuck if you weren’t scared. You hadn’t told anyone. Not your friends or your parents. You’d barely said it out loud to yourself. And now here you were about to spill your closest secret to the only person worthy of hearing it. And so you decided to be a little sarcastic with your announcement.
“Congratulations, Mickey Henry. On this week’s episode of ‘who’s your daddy: the show with the baby mama drama’ you seem to be a prime contender. Congratulations. Your sperm is effective and seems to not give a fuck about birth control pills. We’re in the 9% friend.”
Part of you wondered if you made the right choice announcing your pregnancy to him in such a manner, but another part of you wanted to fucking frame the image in front of you. Mickey’s mouth opening and shutting like a fish and his wide blue eyes swirling with confusion and a number of other emotions that you couldn’t even decipher. It was quiet between the two of you. The music from the party in the background. You knew Chloe would be back soon and you’d lose him again but fuck you just needed him to say something. To respond. Anything. Just to acknowledge the words you’d just told him, the largest truth bomb you ever could have detonated.
But he just stood there. Silent. Thinking. He closed his mouth. Ran a hand through his hair. Opened his mouth again. Closed it one more time. And then he did what Mickey Henry fucking does best. 
He walked away.
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h0unds-of-h3ll · 2 years
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Sebastian Stan & more,
X reader fics.
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Bucky Barnes
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Talking to the moon Bucky is alone again, to his advances the phone he doesn’t use has given him an unknown number. 15k. Almost smut. 
(S)cream The soldier has finally found something he wants, he’ll be damned if you try to stop him. 8k. Smut.
Dancin’ in the moonlight  Every month he sits in the front row, eyes glued to you. He doesn’t stay after the show. Until tonight. 5k. Almost smut.
Mickey Henry
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The drug in me is you  Mickey’s stressed and needs a relaxer and luckily he knows the exact place to go. You. 4k. Smut. 
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buckyismybicycle · 9 months
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Pairing: Bucky Barnes/Mickey Henry Rating: Mature/Explicit Tags: Meet-Cute, Strangers to Lovers, taking back his choices!!, Self-Esteem Issues, Mickey is a shameless flirt, Top Bucky Barnes Summary: the one where Bucky needs to learn how to make choices for himself again.
Belongs to these series: Hot Bucky Summer 2023 & SebStan Series
>> READ ON AO3 <<
▽ Written for: @buckybarnesevents Hot Bucky Summer, Week 9: Free Space! @mcukinkbingo G3: Strangers to Lovers
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anika-ann · 4 months
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Back and Forth - ch.3 sneak peek
Pairing: Steve Rogers x inhuman!agent! reader Series masterlist WC: 500 Warnings: mention of canon-typical violence
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Something about the feign casualness of Natasha sipping her own coffee as you were seated opposite to her began to rub you in the worst way possible – and that was when you realized.
“Is this an interrogation then?” you asked, heart pounding as you tried to sound at least a bit like you were joking. Because, certainly, this could not be an interrogation, could it? That would be absurd.
A brief smile that didn’t reach her eyes in the slightest passed over her lips, gaze intent on your face. Reading microexpressions, you realized, your blood running cold.
She couldn’t be serious.
“You tell me, Spectre. Maybe this is what you expected to come at one point or the other. Maybe you already knew that I was the one to take lead on this. Maybe it put you into a tight spot and you realized it was just a matter of time before I’d come and question you – and you knew, like you do now, that I always get the information I want,” she said calmly, a thin layer of ice coating her words as she continued to examine your expression, every minuscule move of your muscles.
You hoped that whatever she read in your body language, she liked. The wild pulsing of your carotid, as your fear spiked. Yes; you had witnessed enough to know that she could dissect a person without touching them, reaching for their darkest secrets and retrieving them with figuratively bloody hand as she ripped them out – she had known quite a few of your own already. And yet. You hoped that fear was all she could see, because the feeling that slammed into the most was hurt. She could have slapped you, hell she could have slushed the hot coffee to your face and you’d be less stunned.
Did she really think that? That you’d be capable of something like this?
You sat there frozen, hand resting limply by your cup, heart threatening to burst out of your chest. But hey – good news, right? At least they were investigating and they were very thorough about making sure Steve was safe.
Comfort had never felt so cold.
“Maybe you needed a heroic safe to maintain cover,” she continued, titling her head to side a fraction. “And conveniently, if you failed to step in in time, you’d have the person in charge of the internal investigation eliminated.”
The switched inside you flipped without any conscious effort – and perhaps even against in – the fear and hurt was consumed by anger and spite, the lump in your throat turning into a burn.
You didn’t seek gratitude from her, not really – you did indeed only do your job yesterday and that was it, no matter Rogers’ initial reaction that had made you feel not only useful but appreciated beyond what you deserved – but hostility and accusations were a touch a bit too far. Especially since hadn’t it been for you, she could have been shot at best and dead at worst.
“You’re welcome,” you said flatly, expression free of any emotion at all.
The anger inside you felt empty.
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Sooo this reads like angst, but I promise at least a short trip to fluffville in the chapter too 💕
I hope to get this out before New Year's to end this year with a bang - fingers crossed ✨
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funkybarnes · 6 months
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such-a-barbarian · 6 months
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Wednesday Tag Game
Oooh this is a fun one! Thanks @mybrainismelted and @tanktopgallavich for the tags! Let's goooo!!
Name: Kell
Zodiac Sign: Aries
Personality type in enneagram, myers-briggs, or both: Type 9 - Peacemaker, and INFP
Before we hit the road, what snack are you gonna bring for our trip? Peanut butter pretzels - Costco size!
Navigator gets to pick the music so what song are you turning on? A musical soundtrack - In the Heights is a normal go-to.
What is a universe from a fantasy tv show you would like to visit? I don't watch a ton of fantasy, so my knowledge/options are limited. But I'll go with The Witcher. Specifically, anywhere Geralt is in a tub. And only Henry Cavill's Geralt thank you very much.
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And what about a fantasy movie? Harry Potter (fuck the author though)
Okay, how about a scifi tv show? Firefly. I want to be Jayne's best friend very badly! (fuck this creator too!) (why must everything I love be created by terrible people?😭)
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And a scifi movie universe? Using a loophole here to say Star Trek TNG. I almost hate to admit that Wesley Crusher was my very first crush. lol
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Any other tv show or movie universes you'd like to swing by before we move on? Gilmore Girls? lol I don't even care about Rory or Lorelai that much, I just want to gossip with Patty and Babette!
Okay hold on to your butts we're switching gears to fanfic universes. Tell me which fanfic universe we're visiting first? How's a person to choose! My first thought was These Foolish Games by @suzy-queued cause obviously I wanna jump around and play laser tag with Mickey and Ian!
Cool, do you have one more you'd like to stop at before we head home? Pretty much any Soulmate AU would be fun!
Alright, on our way out of fanfic land you get to snag some tropes to bring home and apply to your own life, think fast! soulmates or enemies to lovers // coffee shop or flower shop // fake relationship or slow burn // amnesia or time loop // body swap or miscommunication // love triangle or arranged marriage // sharing a bed or drunken confession
Wow okay, hope those tropes work out for you!! Our adventure has finally come to an end, where in the world am I dropping you off? I mean if I can choose anywhere, I've always wanted to visit the Scottish Highlands! But if you must drop me at home, I guess Ontario will have to do.
Tagging @jrooc @juliakayyy @francesrose3 @callivich @lupeloto @transmickey @catluvver118 and @krystallouwho if ya wanna go for a ride!
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typicalopposite · 4 months
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2023 Fanfic Wrapped
Thank you @onthewaytosomewhere for the tag! :)
Sooo this year has been a wild ride fandomly for me... to say the least.
(we're gonna go ahead and add a cut cause she's gonna get long)
It started with a few prompt fics in January
Feel The Rain On Your Skin Destiel(SPN)663 words Tumblr Prompt Game “We’re in the middle of a thunderstorm, and you want to stop and feel the rain?” overtime - Steddie(Stranger Things)1305 words Fic prompt game “we’re you ever going to tell me?”
I worked on some WIPs I wont include because they were started in 2022 through February . Then in March I started three new fics (because I am insane) that are all still on going WIPs as well, but the first two that I share were left on a good stopping point; so you're not left with that bitterness once you see they haven't been updated in a long time. The last one... we won't talk about her(I swear it's not abandoned I just have been hyperfixated elsewhere and life has been messy)
It Takes Two - Starsky & Hutch 8746 words Nothing more than a box that had fallen over. He laughed at himself and relaxed for a brief moment — since at least there was no rat — but it was short-lived as he turned the box to reveal the writing on the side.  Give to Dave It was written in big red letters in Terry’s handwriting; Starsky felt like he might be sick. Her parents had brought it after… said it was in her apartment. He didn’t even know about it, and he had not yet found the strength to open it. So it was hidden away in his closet where he could forget about it, and he had. Go figure, he thought.  Interdit - Portamis(The Three Musketeers)8241 words It happens while Aramis is hunched over Porthos, stitching — or rather trying to stitch, as Porthos repeatedly flails and hisses and snatches away from Aramis’ needle — the slash across his left eye. just a little while - Gallavich(Shameless)12,725 words Mickey will be a shit dad. He will. He knows he will. It’s fucking encoded in his DNA… or some shit. Except, how come every time he’s stuck with one the Gallagher kids, it feels like the exact opposite…
Which brings us to August, when everything changed... drastically. I was introduced to RWRB and although I started getting ideas for fics and even started writing one I still haven't finished prior to seeing the movie, just a few days after it released I went on a spiral of writing i have NEVER gone on before... and it doesn't seem to be stopping anytime soon.
August - December every fic I wrote has been FirstPrince
August
Zahra Deserves A Raise 5091 words or Five times Zahra has to put up with Alex and Henry's shit... and definitely didn't get paid enough for it... plus one time she was happy to. A Summer Scandal 6123 words It’s next summer and they made it back to the lake house… but let’s make it angstier than last time. :) we're gonna need some pizza 1017 words Missing scene from when Alex comes out to Ellen. or What happens between Ellen ordering the pizza and her asking Alex what he identifies as. Home 2675 words Just my take on Movie Henry getting into the brownstone :)
September
Sometimes 2638 words Alex helps Henry through a difficult time regarding his father. what's not to like 1096 words It’s been four days since Oscar looked at his son and said, “Sometimes you just gotta jump… and hope you’re not standing on a cliff.” Or... Missing scenes after Henry leaves from Oscar’s POV What If 5817 words Alex called all day, everyday, for a week after Henry left the lake house. Each time Henry wished it would be the last; that Alex would take the hint, and let it go. Each time there was another call. Until there wasn’t. or... What if Alex never stormed the castle to win Henry back?! tell me more, tell me more 2981 words What are best friends for if not to go gush about the person you are secretly in love with after each (totally not but totally IS) date. or... The missing scenes of Nora and Percy finding out the story behind each time Alex and Henry get together. The Royal American Wedding Planner 9371 words It’s going to be the wedding of the century! But more importantly it’s going to be the wedding of their dreams. Zahra is going to make sure of it. ORRR 5 weeks of problems with the FirstPrince wedding and 1 perfect day!
October
Three Days 29,542 words He looks down at Henry’s body, steps closer. He’s right beside the bed and lays a hand on the top of Henry’s head. “Say you could go back three days; back to before all the missed plans, before all of the arguments, before the promotion… before the accident. Would you?” “Of course I would…” ooorrr I decided to write an angsty little Christmas fic in October based off an equally angsty movie I use to love back in the day one thousand four hundred and sixty four hours 926 words Alex has always made a habit of obsessively remembering certain days. Important days, of course. Ones that leave a special mark on his memory. Ones that he never wants to forget. eight legged freaks 895 words henry pulls a prank on alex based on a picture of a spider earring i saw on facebook cake-gate, baby gates, and a mess Henry could have avoided 1655 words Henry and Alex agree on a lot when it comes to parenting. They also disagree on a lot; that's just par the course with parenting, though… right? One thing they both sway on the fence about is baby restraints… or whatever the technical terms for them are. and so the story goes 2068 words Henry suggested Alex try his routine on the days he would have been putting her to sleep, to keep her nights as close to normal as possible. But Alex’s eyes went crossed trying to understand which concoctions (and the correct amounts) Henry uses for bath time. He knew he wouldn’t be able to sit still long enough to brush through her hair more than just the amount of times it took to detangle it. Most importantly though, he absolutely sucks at bedtime stories… which have always been her favorite part of Henry’s routine.  let me hear you SCREAM 2789 words Then Henry looks up from his writing desk, through the front window of the Brownstone, and sees a ghost face mask staring back at him from across the street. He certainly didn’t expect Alex’s idea of getting him back to involve… well that. The cloaked figure doesn’t move, save for a slow rise of his hand to give Henry a slight wave. It’s extremely creepy and Henry has to push back from his desk and get away from the window.
November
proud to be yours 4086 words “Made me very proud to be your boyfriend,” Henry had said. And Alex replied; “I’m always proud to be your boyfriend.” Henry made his little snide upperclass joke and Alex grinned and laughed as if he had just heard the most hilarious thing in the world. Then the moment was interrupted and quickly forgotten as they readied themselves to meet with the King. And it probably should have been the end of the topic — for Alex, perhaps it truly was. But for Henry, who tends to overthink things for the worse, he just can’t forget about it. or... Five times Alex was introduced as Henry's boyfriend, and one time he was introduced as his husband. ten seconds 'til 3544 words Five New Years showing the reasons that brought Henry to hate the holiday… and the one that changes his mind so says social media 606 words Alex shrugs and turns his phone off, sliding it into his pocket to resume watching TV. “Who knows, people just love to stir up drama.” Or... I have watched people micro analyze TZP and (especially) NG on social media so much I wrote a FirstPrince fic about it.
December (I have only posted one this month, because I was feeling the pressure of giving myself a timeline on a fic, and also joining the gift exchange... that being said I am going to add the gift fic to this list on the first.)
i saw papa kissing santa claus 3483 words “O- Oh, hello there young lady,” Henry says, swapping back to the deep American accent he’s been using as Santa, and Alex looks past him. There is a little girl storming towards the cottage; their little girl.
There you have it! My insane list of fics I've published in 2023, totalling up to 118,000+ words!
I honestly don't know anyone to tag who hasn't probably already been tagged, so I will leave it open to anyone who wants to join it! It's really fun to go back and actually see what you have accomplished in a year. Here's to 2024! :)
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Okay, if anyone has been following me on my main then you'd probably have seen me getting into more teenage mutant ninja turtles than Thomas as of late. So, with me sort of distancing myself from the fandom I don't know if I'll be coming back to this blog. I'll leave it up for people to see and I'll post what I've done of the adventure begins fanfic on Ao3 but for now have these characters I was going to post after I finished the fic.
The next ark in the story was to have Gordon, Duncan, City of Truro, and Gadwall be heading to a hospital on the mainland for magic prosthetics, then the ark after would have been them meeting back up with family like Gordon seeing his family again and the Skarloey guys visiting the Talyllyn railway.
During that time is Henry's change and when Oliver and Toad come to work on the railway. We've now also got James in his black livery, designs of Annie and Clarabel, Big Mickey, and official design for Gadwall, City of Truro, and redesigns of Gordon and Duncan.
This blog had it's highs and lows but I'd overall say it was a good experience. I'll be posting a link to the fanfic once I've posted it. As always, have a great day/night, and stay safe.
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ltwharfy · 8 months
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I am so tired of my career. Not just my current job, which I have been at for seven years, but the profession I've been working in for over a dozen. That I went to a stupid professional school for after college. That I passed a pretentious licensing exam for in two different states. I've just reached a point where I am so tired of doing it. I don't regret doing it in the first place. I just wish I could stop now.
Professional athletes who are around my age, including some of my favorites, have been retiring in the past few years. I envy them. I wish I could leave my job and wave to the crowd and everyone would talk about what a great career I had. But, no, I'd be considered a giant flake if I quit now. And, even more importantly, I would be unable to pay for things like food and shelter soon enough.
So, I'm stuck doing something that early-20s me thought was interesting and exciting and important and present day me is just so freaking sick of. And I get to do it for another couple decades! Hooray!
Why not find a job doing what I am passionate about now? Because. honestly, what I am passionate about now is not working. I just want to sit on my balcony in nice weather and read a book. And maybe once a month, I wrote a short, cute fanfic about Louise and Rudy (or occasionally Henry and Susmita. Maybe eventually Trev and Mickey?) But that cannot be a career, alas.
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buckys-wintersoldier · 8 months
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♡ nineteen years old
♡ she/her
♡ german, and not perfect with english, but I try my best (all my fics are english)
♡ obsessed with marvel, harry potter, their character, and their cast
♡ on my knees for fictional character and men who don't know that I exist
♡ bucky barnes, my love, sebastian stan, my husband (to be honest, I can't decide between 40's, wintersoldier, white wolf, and tfatws bucky)
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♡ my fanfics are in english, even when it's not my native language
♡ i will write as much as i can
♡ i don't accept hate, racism, insults, or some other kind of hate
♡ if you don't like it, don't read it and you don't have so be on my account if you don't want to
♡ my requests are always open
♡ if you request something, please be patient, i need a bit of time to write it
♡ also, my messages are always open as well, so if you want to talk, feel free to write to me
♡ copy or translate my work isn't allowed but I appreciate every comment, reblog and like, also every follower
♡ i also write 18+ content, so please don't read it when you are younger or don't like it, before you read, read the warnings, i'm not responsible for what you read, so only read it if you want to and can read it.
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♡ character x reader
♡ marvel (bucky barnes, steve rogers, stucky, tony stark, peter parker, natasha romanoff, ...)
♡ sebastian stan (himself, bucky barnes, steve kemp, mickey henry, tommy lee, max burnett,...)
♡ chris evans (himself, steve rogers, andy barber, frank adler, colin shea, johnny storm)
♡ florence pugh (herself)
♡ when you need another character (marvel or sebastian) just ask
♡ i will accept oneshots, drabbles, and maybe some short stories with more than one chapter
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