You have control over your own media consumption. If you blow past the warnings on my fics, thatâs on you. The warnings are there for a reason. Donât harass authors when you ignore the warnings! Some of my content is going to be 18+! Minors DNI.
Dating Game - Bucky x reader
 (Wattpad) (AO3)
Winter's Ghost - Bucky x reader
(Being rewritten) (Wattpad) (AO3)
Bucky!Neighbor Stories
Hands - Bucky x Reader - Bucky never touches anything with his prosthetic hand. Until now. (Wattpad) (AO3)
Isolation - Bucky x Reader - Bucky learns can't solve depression by hiding. (Wattpad) (AO3)
Daredevil Oneshots
Mysterious Stranger - Daredevil x fem!reader - You get rescued. (Wattpad)(AO3)
I Just Need You - sub!Matt Murdock x fem!reader - !!! 18+ !!! Matt needs a bit of a mental reset. (Wattpad)(AO3)
Click Me For Comfort
Trigger Warning on each fic (Wattpad) (AO3)
Bucky x reader (TW - suicidal ideation)Â
Bucky x Natasha x reader (Nightmare)
Steve x Sam x bipoc!reader (Identity Crisis)
Clint x reader (TW - severe anxiety)
One-Shots
Whiskey and Right Hooks - Bucky x OC - Bucky asks the wrong girl to dance. (Wattpad) (AO3)
(Cats Have) Nine Lives - Bucky x Natasha (if you squint) (Wattpad) (AO3)
Prompts and Requests
Safe and Sound - Steve Rogers x fem!reader - Your man has been gone for far too long.
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it makes me so sad to see so many creators talking in the tags about how theyâre not creating as much because less and less people are interacting. this is proof that interaction is vital. this is proof that a lack of interaction leads to discouraged creators and leads to less creations. likingâand only likingâdoes not encourage creators.
and thatâs because (1) the purpose of this website is to share things that bring us joy and (2) likes donât share things or ensure something is seen by more people, not like they do on other sites. so, when so many people decide to only like a post and not share it (i.e. not reblog it), that tells the creator that those people didnât think their hard work was worth sharing with others. thatâs discouraging.Â
and the creator isnât the only one that gets something out of that. you get something, too. you get the joy of sharing something you like; thatâs a meaningful experience for both you and for the creator. and that experienceâthat interactionâencourages the creator to create more, and so thereâs more joy to be had for both you and the creator.
long story short, interaction (i.e., reblogging, which is interaction in its simplest form on this site) brings joy. itâs literally all about the joy, people. the joy in discovering and sharing and appreciating and marveling at creations. so please reblogâfor everyoneâs sake, including your own.Â
I think people really, really need to learn the difference between "this story was Poorly Written" and "I had extremely specific expectations of what I wanted this story to be and was extremely disappointed that it went in a different direction."
Similarly, people need to learn the difference between "this character was written Out-of-Character" and "I built up so many headcanons for this particular character that I wound up with my own extremely specific interpretation of them and was extremely disappointed when those headcanons were jossed."
You are allowed to experience disappointment when stories don't go in the direction you want them to! But that is not the same thing as those stories being poorly written.
I want to create the world is burning I want to create they're going to take my healthcare I want to create is war coming I want to create will I be able to get out I want to create where is safe I want to create I'm scared of what's coming I want to create will my community survive I want to create will I survive I want to create I don't know I want to create but surely past artists I want to create wondered this too I want to create so what did they make I want to create when Rome was burning I want to create or did it not matter I want to create what they made I choose to create as long as they still hoped enough to make it?
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"READ MY DNI" no. use your block button like an adult. i'm not scrolling through the many-paragraphs-long pinned posts of every blog i reblog something from. if you insist certain types of people aren't welcome in the notes of your posts then it's your responsibility to curate that. or choose a closed social media platform like facebook or instagram. or go and live in a barn away from humanity if you really don't like sharing the world with people who are different from you
I think that DNIs are a really clear example of the backwards understanding of boundaries that a lot of people have. Some people think it works like:
"My boundary is that YOU can't do this thing I don't like"
When really it's more like:
"My boundary is that if you do this thing that I've told you I don't like then I will remove myself from the situation"
The former does not work. The latter is more effective, it takes responsibility for yourself, and also it puts the power over your wellbeing into your hands and not in the hands of strangers who may or may not be malicious.
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That is all. Thank you and HAPPY BIRTH MONTH!!!!!!!
Hellllooooooo my love! âĽď¸
I had fun writing this one, thank you for sending in all of your asks for my follower celebration, and for being one of my biggest cheerleaders. I hope you like what I did here and I used my darling little ball of muscle(my dog) for inspiration. Thank you again! âĽď¸âĽď¸âĽď¸
Lost and Found
Photos are not mine. They are courtesy of Pinterest/Google except for bottom right, that pretty girl is all mine.âĽď¸
Pairing: Billy Russo x F! Reader
Warnings: None, really. Pure fluff, maybe a swear word or two? I canât remember because I wrote it before I left on my vacation. Oh and mentions of Billy growing up in the system.
Word Count: 1.8K-ish
Summary: The phone call you were hoping to receive, finally came. The man on the other end called to tell you he found your dog.
A/N: Like I said, I used my own pretty handful as inspiration for this one. Her name is actually Lady and she is such a pretty girl and I hope you like it!
As always, thank you for reading! Â I appreciate it so much and comments, reblogs are welcome and encouraged. Donât be shy to tell me your favorite part. đđđ
The silvery voice on the other end of the phone sounded incredibly sexy, the hint of a New York accent peeked out at times during your conversation, and if you had to guess, you swore he was smiling on the other end of the phone.
But that was secondary to the words you had been waiting to hear for a few weeks now, âHi, is this y/n? I found your dog.â
You nearly dropped the phone you were so excited and relievedthat someone had found her. She had been missing for about three weeks and every single minute that sheâd been gone had been agony for you.
Lady was your rescue pitbull. Youâve had her for about a year and a half, she was dark brown brindle, almost black, and white, and she was just the sweetest dog youâve ever met. All she wanted was for people to pet her and rub her belly.
Her harness gave out while you were walking her in the park. A squirrel darted out in front of her and she started to pull, the hook on her harness broke and she started chasing after it. Calling out after her was useless, no one even offered to help you capture her and before you could call her name again, she was gone.
The walk back to your apartment was somber, your heart was broken, and you hated to think it but you werenât sure you would ever see her again. The rest of that day was spent searching high and low for her until the sun had gone down. New York was a big city and it was like searching for a needle in a haystack.
âHer tag made me chuckle.â He had told you, referring to her name tag with the phrase âIf found, please call my mom.â And on the other side, it said âHer name is y/n and sheâs probably freaking out.â And on the bottom of the tag was your phone number.
âIs she ok?!â You asked.
His calm, soothing tone eased the tension throughout your body as he replied, âSheâs fine, y/n. When I found her, I took her to the closest vetâs office to make sure and they said other than being a little hungry, sheâs ok.â
âThank you, so, so much Misterrrrrr?â You asked.
He replied, âRussoâŚBilly Russo. Please, call me Billy.â
âWellâŚBilly, thank you again. And just let me know when and where I can pick her up. Iâll meet you wherever and whenever you need me to. And if sheâs given you any trouble, I apologize.â You said, eagerly.
You could tell he was smiling on the other side as he replied, âAh no, she hasnât been any trouble. Have you, girl?â
You thanked him again and suggested meeting him at a nearby coffee house where they had outside tables. He agreed to meet you after he was done with work.
That confused you a little so you asked him, âOh, sheâs with you? I could have sworn you said you were at work?â
Billy let out a little laugh.
âI own the company, y/n. I can do whatever I want. Everyone loves her, by the way. Theyâll be disappointed that I had to give her back.â He said.
âWell, maybe she can visit you sometime. She is a very sweet dog. Iâll see you soon, Billy.â You said shyly.
You could not wait to get Lady back but you were also very curious as to what her rescuer looked like.
**********
The late afternoon sun warmed the high points of your face as you sat with your coffee and waited patiently for Billy to bring Lady to you. He described himself as tall with dark hair and dark brown eyes and that he would be wearing a suit but then he realized that you would recognize your own dog so it really didnât matter what he looked like which made you laugh.
Suddenly, a little ball of muscle barreled into your ankles. You were thankful that you were sitting down, otherwise Lady would have knocked you off of your feet and she nearly made you spill your coffee.
Then you heard that voice again behind you.
âSorry, she must have smelled you or something. I didnât have a good grip on the leash and she took off on me.â Said Billy.
Lady gave you all the kisses, all the tail wags and she was so excited to see you.
âYesâŚhello!! I missed you too! Iâm so happy youâre safe! Howâs my little house hippo?!! I hope you were a good girl.â You said excitedly as tears stung the back of your eyes.
Turning your head slightly, you immediately had butterflies in your stomach when you saw Billy. He had failed to mention how handsome he was with his tall slender build, well-groomed beard, and his onyx colored eyes that shined like two flat black marbles.
Billy extended his hand for you to shake.
âHi, itâs nice to meet you, y/n.â Billy said with a warm smile.
You had never seen a more perfect smile and you suddenly felt weak in the knees when you stood up to shake his hand.
âItâs nice to meet you too, Billy. Please, sit. Lemme get you some coffee, let me guessâŚblack with one sugar?â You asked.
âSeriously, how did you know that?â He asked.
You shrugged.
âI dunno, guessing peopleâs coffee orders is a gift I have. Iâll be right back. Lady, you stay with Billy.â You said.
After the excitement died down, Lady fell asleep at your feet while you and Billy chatted for a little while about how he ended up finding Lady or more like how she found him.
Billy said she must have been hiding because after he walked past an alley, he felt something against his pant leg. When he turned around, he saw her sniffing the bottom of his pants.
âI looked around for an owner, asked people walking by if she was their dog and when they said no, I looked at her tags. I didnât even have to bribe her with any food, she just followed me all the way home.â He said with a warm smile.
The two of you talked for awhileâŚabout everything. He told you about the kind of work he does and how he used to be in the marines which it sounded like he missed a little.
âYour parents must be proud.â You said.
Billy recoiled slightly and replied, âAh, I grew up in the system. IâmâŚan orphan.â
Your heart suddenly sank into your stomach and you felt like a complete asshole.
âOh, Billy. Iâm so sorry, I shouldnât have just assumedâŚâ You said, completely mortified.
Still with a smile on his face, he shook his head and said, âAh, donât worry about it. Itâs ok, sweetheart. It was a long time ago.â
You did worry though. The slight bitterness in his voice and the tightness in his jaw told you that thinking and talking about itwas still painful for him. You wondered if that was the reason Lady attached herself to Billy.
She was an orphan too, abandoned twice by two different families before you adopted her and brought her to her forever home. Just from Billyâs tone, if you had to guess, it sounded like he remained in the group home until he aged out but it didnât feel right asking about it.
Then you remembered that Billy had taken Lady to the vet and wanted to pay him for doing that because he didnât have to.
âBilly, please let me pay you back for taking her the vet. That must have been a chore, she hates going there. You really didnât have to do that.â You said.
He refused.
Shaking his head, he replied, âNo, no, please y/n. I just wanted to make sure she was ok. I donât want your money and besides, Iâm having a nice time on this date.â
Your voice was dripping with sarcasm when you replied, âWaitâŚis this a date?â
Billy froze and didnât really know how to respond. All he could manage was a slight smile but before he could say anything, you broke the awkward silence.
âIâm just messing with you, Billy. Iâm having a nice time too.â You said with your lips curling up into a wide smile.
A confident yet devilish smile stretched across his lips as he leaned in a little closer. Clenching your thighs together, you couldnât remember the last time you were THAT turned on by just a smile. You almost wanted to thank Lady for getting herself lostâŚalmost.
âHow âbout I take you out on a real date? Lady will have to stay home though.â He said.
Lady picked her head up off of the pavement as soon as she heard her name, her ears perked up, and her tail started to whip back and forth. She stood up and moved closer to Billy, gently pawing at his pant leg.
All the dogs youâve had before, they always were a good judge of character, they knew if you were a good person or not, and you could tell she just adored Billy.
âShe knows youâre talking about her.â You said. âSheâll take her payment in the form of a belly rub.â
âYour owner has to say yes first, then you can have a belly rub.â He said, scratching her ear but not taking his gaze away from you.
Billy was a very smooth talker, sexy, hard to resist, and you didnât want to resist but you had to refrain from appearing too eager. The man was incredibly flirtatious and persuasive although you didnât need a lot of convincing to let the most handsome man youâve ever encountered take you out on a date plus he just seemedâŚnice.
Lady looked over at you like she understood every word that came out of Billyâs mouth, waiting for you to answer him so she could have her belly rub.
âDo you always catch what you chase after, Billy?â You asked, softly.
Billy leaned in so close that you were sharing the same air, you could feel his breath against your eyelashes, and your heart was beating rapidly inside your chest. You could practically hear the beating of your heart as his lips ghosted over yours and warmth spread across your chest.
âUsually. Luckily, I didnât have to chase after this pretty girl. Her pretty owner is a little bit more challenging. You didnât answer my question.â He purred in your ear just before Lady rested her paws on the table and licked Billy right on the nose.
You bit down on your lower lip to try and keep you from laughing but it didnât work.
âLa-dy! No maâam, youâre not supposed to be on the table! Get down.â You scolded her, gently.
Gazing into his liquid brown eyes, you said, âSeems like she has a crush on you, Mr. Russo.â
âIs she the only one?â He whispered.
You shook your head.
âNoâŚsheâs not, Iâd love to go out on a date with you, Billy.â You said.
Billy tucked a stray hair behind your ear and replied, âIâm really glad Lady chose me.â
You could feel yourself blushing as you said softly, âI am too.â
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Bucky knowing at least 31 languages according to CACW, super serum brain enhancements and the fact he learned Xhosa in Wakanda, leads me to believe he must have the fucking gnarliest of language blurring. You know when you can't seem to figure out how to word something in one language so you skip over to a different one but wait no one knows that...
I also don't think English would be Bucky's default language anymore. It's his birth language, sure, but Russian is probably the language he defaults to now after 80 years right?
So if Bucky's ever delirious for whatever reason, extreme tiredness, magic, super drugs or whatever who knows, do we think he talks in the most insane blend of languages, does he say a sentence in Japanese then switch to Korean and then to Polish, do we think he'd point blank say "I'm sorry I don't speak English" in English to his English speaking friends or teammates because he thinks in Russian and about fifteen other languages before he gets to English, and then goes "oh wait I do" or...?
"that's not dark romance that's just glorified abuse" what the hell do you think dark romance is then? Cuddling with the lights turned off? It tells you it will have dark themes in the fucking name. Yes it should be properly given an age rating in plain sight but other than that it's not actually hurting anyone. It's fucking fiction. "Well it's not romantic" They're in a romantic relationship. Even if it's an unhealthy one. Or a sexual relationship, but so far "dark sex" is not a trope.
I see some people in the notes thinking that this is the Death card, but it's not. It's much funnier. It's the Five of Cups, upright, which symbolizes like. Loss. Disappointment. Emotional Suffering. You thought you were going to get something and then you didn't. Even more hilarious than Fox News bringing in a tarot card reader for Trump in 2024 is that same tarot reader immediately flipping over a card that says LOSER.
But you are responsible for your own safe spaces. You can block tags, block words, block people.
âBut i thought fandom was supposed to be a safe spaceâ âyeah you have to curate it.
Unfortunately one personsâs safe space may be another personsâ trigger. Thatâs ok. Simply block them, block the tag, block the word etc. They can do the same for you.
Maybe Iâm just out of touch, but Iâve been around since the days of âdonât like, donât readâ and thatâs a good philosophy. If it squicks you, scroll past. If it causes you anxiety or upset, block! Plenty of people are responsive if you ask them to tag an upsetting trigger. And if theyâre dicks about it, block em.
Since different people have different needs, one personâs safe space will be anotherâs Trauma Central.
I donât know who said it first, but âI need to be able to express my anger without shameâ and âI need to be away from yelling and loud noisesâ are both valid needs people can have for a safe space that really arenât compatible with each other.
So are âI need to process my traumaâ and âI need to not meet any trauma.â
Or âI want a safe space to tell/read the stories that speak to meâ and âthose stories are distressing to me.â
Insisting that your needs are the only needs anyone should have is not a safe space, itâs its own act of violence.
You donât get to make others homeless to make the universe your personal safe space.
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