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Y/N: Okay, truth or dare?

Bucky: Truth

Y/N: How many hours have you slept this week

Bucky:

Bucky: ...Dare

Y/N: Go to bed.

Bucky: I don't like this game.

Eddie: Im hungry.

Y/N: Go get something to eat then?

Eddie: Spread you legs then.

(i originally saw this from @incorrectmarvelquotesss)

Nightmares.

HEYYYY! I can't tell whether I love this one shot or actually despise it- but anyway I wanted to post so there ya go! hope you enjoy!!!!!

P.S: Remember you can give requests whenever you want, I'm sure I will get round to them!

Steve Harrington x Fem!Reader

Summary: You have recuring dreams about eddie, your best friend's, death and you go to your loving boyfriend for help.

Warnings: minor panic attack, death, crying, mentions of funerals, my writing

Steve was fast asleep after a long day’s work when he got woken up by the sound of soft knocks through his window. He slowly opened his eyes and saw you with tears streaming down your face. Steve scrambled himself out of bed, throwing the covers off of him and going over to the window, pulling it open and pulling you into his arms. He stroked your hair as you pull yourself closer to him, whimpering in his arms “shh, shh it’s okay, you’re okay” He whispered to you, pressing a kiss to your temple. “It’s my f-fault, I didn’t- “ You tell him, wrapping your arms around your boyfriend’s neck. You had been having consistent nightmares for weeks ever since that night with Eddie...and the bats. You would wake up in a cold sweat, gasping for air, with tears running down your cheeks. They’re normally bad, but this was the worst one by far. Sou had been trying to stay awake to avoid the dreams and reminders that your best friend was gone, but as soon as you got home from work that day you couldn’t take it and fell asleep on your floor with your book in hand only to be greeted with the same recurring dream. Steve had offered for you to stay at his house till the dreams stopped as he could normally soothe you back into your normal sleep patterns with dreamless sleep, but you declined telling him that ‘you didn’t want to intrude’. “You didn’t do what, baby?” he spoke softly to you, not wanting to upset you anymore than you already were.

“I- I didn’t try to stop him... I didn’t protect him!” You admit to him as your breathing started to pick up again. Steve’s heart broke a little at you, telling him that, looking down at you with saddened eyes, he tucked a piece of your loose hair behind your eyes. “no, Eddie wanted to protect you, that’s why he went to distract them,” Steve told you with a sad smile and pulling your head towards his chest as he knew you liked to listen to his heartbeat. You didn’t say anything and just softly cried into his chest as he stroked your hair and whispered sweet nothings into your ear. You were very grateful to Steve. He was always there for you no matter what and would always calm you down when you needed it.

“Shh, baby, remember what we talked about? In and out, that’s it” Steve showed you that to do feeling you follow along with him and your crying starts to stop and your breathing starts to slow.

“I miss him...” You tell Steve weakly as you had now stopped crying and were now just liking Steve’s touch. “Shh, know you do baby, we all do..” Steve sighed, kissing your temple once again

“His funeral’s coming up, i dont know if anyone’s gonna come..” You sigh softly into steve’s shirt

“I know, at least he’ll have all the people who actually care about him there instead of a bunch of nobody’s, right?” Steve asked, looking down at you a little, getting a nod in return from you.

“Yeah that’s true, he didn’t like many people anyways… I have to write a speech for it and i dont know what to say.”

“I think you should just speak from the heart, share a few memories? You know, that sorta’ stuff!” 

“Yeah, yeah, he’d like that.” You nodded to yourself, agreeing with Steve and his ideas.

“I think I’m gonna wear that tux you like, but Eddie did say that it looked stupid,” Steve chuckled, thinking back to the memory. “He didn’t think you looked stupid, he was only making fun,” You told Steve, smiling up at him and joining in on the laughter.

“What are you thinking about wearing?” Steve asked, tilting his head slightly.

You think for a moment; you had been tossing between ideas for a while now but none seemed as perfect as one.

You smiled saying to Steve, “You know that little black dress he always liked? The one he said I had to take off before our first date because ‘it was too scandalous’? Think i might tease him with that one” 

“That is such a good idea, he’d hate us” You both laugh together remembering your friend.

After a few moments of silence you speak up, “I’m so tired..can we go to sleep?”

Stevenodded to you and picked you up and took you over to his bed and set you down softly where you fell asleep almost instantly.

Steve looked at you with loving yet sad eyes, he hated that you had to feel like this. You had just lost your best friend of sixteen years and no one knew the real reason other than the party and everyone involved in the incident a few weeks back.

“I love you baby, he loves you too..I know he’s so proud of you..and so am I.” Steve whispered as he drifted off with you.

Stitching Him Up.

Hiya!! This is my first fic so bare with me- Also it's really short so sorry about that! when i was writing it i was expecting it to be longer than it was- Anyway I don't really know what else to say so...Enjoy!

P.S: Remember you can give requests whenever you want, im sure i will get round to them!

Five Hargreeves x Fem!Reader

Summary: You are sitting in the academy with a nice book when five walks in obviously hurt, you help him get cleaned up and he confesses to you after thanking you for helping him

Warnings: blood, needles, injury, my writing

You were sitting in the living room of the academy, quietly reading a book when Five stumbled in, clutching his side. “Are you okay?” you asked, looking up at him with a concerned stare, squinting your eyes a little when he waved you off, hobbling over to you.

“I’m fine, what were you reading?” he asked. You knew there was something wrong, but you told yourself to leave it. If Five didn’t want you to know, then you weren’t going to pry, if he needed help he would come to you, you thought.

You looked at him wearily but answered his question none the less. “oh! its just this book ben was talking to me about, he said I would like it and let me borrow it! How nice is that?” you smile, holding out the book to Five.

Five took the book out of your hands, taking a look at both covers and flicking through the first few pages, nodding along to what you were saying. “Hm, that is nice of him.”, he said, thinking to himself and wincing as he sat down on the sofa opposite you clutching his side.

“Okay, are you hurt or something? I can tell there’s something wrong!”

“I’ll live, it’s fine.” he grunted, but you could see the pain etched on his face. You got up off the sofa and moved to his before you gently lifted up his shirt to see what was wrong. A nasty cut ran across his side, and you could tell it was deep. “I need to stitch this up,” you said, looking at it while softly running your fingers across his skin, getting a hiss from Five. “Sorry! Sorry, one sec’ I’ll get the first aid kit.” you said, standing up and walking into the kitchen to get the kit from under the sink.

When you get back to the sitting room, you find five with his head back against the sofa, clearly in pain. You wished he would tell you when he was hurt, but you knew he never would. It would hurt his ego. “you ready? This might hurt a little.” you, told him, with the reply of a nod yes.

You set to work, carefully cleaning and sterilizing the wound before threading a needle. Five hissed in pain as you started to stitch, but he didn’t complain. You worked quickly and efficiently, making sure to close the wound tight. “There,” you said, tying off the last knot. “All done.”

“Thanks,” Five said, breathing a little easier now that the wound was closed. “I don’t know what I would have done without you.”

You smiled at him, feeling a little warmth in your chest. Despite his gruff exterior, Five had a vulnerable side that only a select few were allowed to see. You were grateful to be one of those people. “Anytime,” you said, packing up the first aid kit. “Just don’t make a habit of getting hurt, okay?”

Five chuckled, wincing a little at the pain. “I’ll try not to,” he said, leaning back on the couch. “But you know how it is.”

You nodded, knowing all too well the dangers of their world. You had stopped the apocalypse three times now, and you were relieved to have a bit of a break for a while. But with each passing day, you were glad to have the Hargreeves by your side. And you were especially grateful for Five. He could be a dick sometimes, but he would always look out for you and his family.

“So, what happened? Not another apocalypse, I hope.” You joked before shaking your head and muttering “sorry, that wasn’t funny.” Five looked over at you as you packed away the first aid equipment. “I ran into a few men from the commission. Guess they had a sort of problem with me. Anyway, one of them had a knife i didn’t know about and cut me. I got them back for it though.” Five stated, sounding pretty proud of himself despite getting hurt in the process.

“Just..be carful, okay? I don’t know what I- we would do if something happened to you” you told him quickly correcting yourself hoping he wasn’t listening and didn’t catch it but oh of course he did, he always listened when you talked, it was like your the only person in the world and he just had to listen to you.

“i will.” he said. He seemed to be thinking of something before he finally spoke up. “I really care about you, you know. More than most people and I know it’s not just because of how much we’ve been through together, though that does help.” Five nodded along with himself almost like he was agreeing to what he was saying.

You look up at him, feeling yourself freeze as his eyes meet yours, feeling your heart start to race. Was he really saying what you think he was saying? What you had been wanting him to say for years now?

He took a deep breath, his hand reaching out to touch yours. “Well, what I’m trying to say is that I love you. That I’ve loved you for a long time, ever since we got partnered up together in the commission, but I was too afraid to tell you. And I don’t want to keep it a secret anymore.”

You didn’t know what to say. You had always suspected that there was something more between you two, but to hear him say it out loud was almost too much to handle. “I love you too, Five,” you said, the words tumbling out of your mouth before you could stop them.

He smiled, a genuine smile that lit up his face. “Good,” he said, leaning in to kiss you. It was a soft, gentle kiss, full of all the love and tenderness that had been building between you two for so long.

As you broke apart, you knew that this was just the beginning. There would be more missions, more battles to fight, but you were ready for them all as long as you had Five by your side. Together, you were unstoppable. You always had been.

INTRODUCTION/MASTERLIST

Hiya!!! I’m Angel, I’m a wanna be writer who honestly doesn’t know what to do with her life so I fantasise over fictional characters,,, Just like everyone else on this app!

P.S: If you wanna send me requests on what to write, go for it! I will read them no matter how detailed!!!

Who Do I Write For?

Stranger Things

Mike Wheeler ✿ ❖

Lucas Sinclair ✿ ❖

Steve Harrington ✿ ❖

Eddie Munson ✿ ❖

(I am willing to try writing for other people but it may not be as up to standard as my mains)

The Umbrella Academy

Five Hargreeves - ✿ ❖ ★

Diego Hargreeves ✿ ❖ ★

Ben Hargreeves (Sparrow! or Umbrella!) ✿ ❖ ★

(I am willing to try writing for other people but it may not be as up to standard as my mains)

Marvel

bucky barnes ✿ ❖ ★

peter parker (andrew and tom) ✿ ❖ ★

(plus anyone else bc i dont care) ✿ ❖ ★

What Do I Write?

Fluff ✿

Angst ❖

Smut ★