“I’ve Never Loved Anyone The Way I Love You.” OKAY IM SORRY WHAT

“I’ve never loved anyone the way I love you.” OKAY IM SORRY WHAT

Bucky stole my heart here and I ain’t normally a metal arm fan but damn

hey queen! i was wondering if i could request a bucky x avengers! reader, they’re both just hella touch starved and have a day off at the compound. Basically just in-depth detailed cuddling w our fav brooding bitch with the metal arm<33 i adore ur fics!!

stars shining [bucky barnes fluff]

➽ pairing: bucky barnes x fem!reader (y/n) ➽ word count: 538 ➽ summary: see above!! ➽ warnings: too much fluff ➽ a/n: enjoy! masterlist/taglist in bio :)

Saturdays were like holy days at the Compound. Unless there was an urgent mission, Saturdays were what Rogers and Bucky and the other military guys called “down days”. It was for sleeping in late, laundry, grocery-store runs, whatever needed to be done. The sleeping late bit would have been glorious, except for the fact that your bed partner apparently had a thing against it.

The alarm went off at four-thirty, just like every other morning, and you groaned. “Jesus Christ, Buck,” you grumbled. “It’s Saturday.”

“I have a schedule,” Bucky said simply. You could tell that he was hardly awake, his voice deep and raspy from sleeping with his mouth open, and you knew that it wouldn’t take much to convince him to stay in bed.

“C’mon, baby,” you said softly and reached out for him. It was dark in the room and you groped blindly for a minute before your hand was filled by his cold metal fingers. “Just five more minutes?”

Bucky sighed out your name, obviously exasperated. “I have to keep with the schedule--”

“But I’m so cold,” you whimpered. “Bucky, please, baby. Just lay down with me for five minutes. You can spare five minutes, right?”

Bucky gave a little huff and he laid back down next to you. You clung to his arm and slung it around your chest, and you gave a little squeak as you settled back into his warm chest. Cuddling with Bucky was such a privilege to you, even if he hated it 90% of the time. However, that other 10%...

“You smell nice,” Bucky whispered, and he pushed an errant lock of hair out of your face.

“Thanks,” you replied. “You always smell really nice too.”

With that, you felt Bucky’s entire weight settle down beside you, and you knew that five minutes would turn into however long you wanted. He tugged you closer, laying a leg over yours, and you felt his breathing and heartbeat against your back. Bucky hardly ever slept and, when he did, it was erratic, so you enjoyed the moments where he was still and content. You could always tell when he was happy; he sighed and hummed gently, and you could feel the difference in your heart.

Bucky’s beefy chest was almost hot against your back, and you took his metal hand in your own. In the dim light of the room, you saw the deft fingers whirring, and you placed soft kisses to his fingertips. You seem like you’ve had a really hard few weeks,” you whispered.

Bucky hummed and nodded. “Just glad you’re here,” he said. “I feel better with you in my arms.”

You carefully turned around to face him, and you found his blue eyes watching you. His hair was wild with sleep, and you placed a soft kiss on his nose as you threaded your fingers through his hair. “I feel better being in your arms,” you told him. “Feel so warm and safe and loved…”

“You should,” Bucky whispered. “I’ve never loved anyone the way I love you.”

That made you smile, and you smushed your cheek into his chest. “Go back to sleep, Buck,” you whispered. “And dream a little dream of me and you.”

Crash Into You || Tom Holland Smut

ice hockey!tom x figure skater!reader — smut.

summary ↠ you can’t stand the ice hockey team. they’re loud, brutish, and incredibly annoying. it’s just inconvenient that you can’t seem to stop running into their star player, an irritatingly suave man called tom, nor deny the way your pulse quickens every time he’s around… word count ↠ 20.2k. warnings ↠ mild depictions of sport-related injury including blood and nose breakage, a lot of bad language, some jealousy, and nsfw smut material! extended smut warnings are beneath the cut, but this is 18+ !!! minors dni. a/n ↠ it’s funny because I tell myself I don’t like sport aus, yet this is somehow one of my favourite things that I’ve ever written…? the au is kinda ~obscure~ I guess, but it checked so many of my boxes whilst writing it, and I had a great time. it’s also the longest thing I’ve ever posted?! ahh !! I hope you’ll like dutchy, and give this a go even if you’re not really into hockey <3 —↠ there are so many different people that helped me out with this!!! in addition to all the wonderful anons that sent in ideas last month, I want to extend a huge thank you to @geminiparkers @tetralea @hollandharrison @honeyspidey @stixnstripesworld and @uglypastels for each helping out in some way, whether that be through brainstorming ideas, making incredible art, or teaching me about hockey and/or skating! <3<3 also—the biggest thank you ever to the lovely sammy @t-holland2080 for not disowning me after editing this for me and seeing my basic spelling errors lmfao. ily <3 hope you all enjoy !!

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turtletaylor98

12 years ago

Sobbing incredibly loud

we made it

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turtletaylor98

12 years ago

Really?

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turtletaylor98

11 years ago

In regards to my pictures...

I figured I would write my thoughts on it all. After having a night to sleep on it and a day to reflect, I think there has been ample time to gather my thoughts while the encounter is still fresh. First off, I will state that the reason I’m making light of the situation is because I don’t think what I did was wrong. To be blunt, I was proud of my progress in the gym, thought I looked hot, and wanted to share it. I’m of the mindset that whoever you are, if you are proud of your body and want to show it off, so be it! You do you. There is an odd taboo with the human form (especially in the USA) and I don’t particularly think its a good thing to teach people that you should “hide yourself” as something incredibly sacred. Blah blah blah, that’s a medieval notion. Secondly, the real problem here was not me sending my pictures to someone, but rather, sending them to the WRONG someone. The real travesty is a misplaced trust, and while I am certainly to blame for it, it is a shame that my private life was somehow forcibly dragged into the public’s perception of me. What is wrong is that, generally I try to stay cool and collected with my prose and a role model for kids (maybe not anymore shamefully) and this seemingly inconsequential act will likely affect the youth’s impression of me. Not only that, but I worry somewhat for my artistic integrity, and my academic integrity. Not exactly ideal, but I’m to blame and I’ll look this incident in the eye like a man. I did it, but I’d be damned if I didn’t own that shit like Beyonce would want me to. Finally though, and I think that this is the most important part, because of this, I gained 200,000 followers on twitter, 40,000 followers on tumblr, and 20,000 followers on instagram…. It seems to me that the majority of people are actually praising this act as some sort of device to receive fame (or infamy). Why? I have no clue, I don’t entirely condone it though. I’ll make it clear my intent was for this not to happen, and how it has affected me so positively is an enigma to me that rings true of the human condition. Maybe people just like to see others mess up? I’m German by blood, so I feel you on that.

tl;dr? I was proud of myself and my progress since I was 14 and husky, I’m not proud of this incident’s potential lasting effects on my academic and artistic integrity. But I’m making the best of it through humor and I’m getting this shirt made today:

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