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Send me an anymous (or not) summary of the fic you wish I would write. (maybe I will write a tidbit)
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HELLS TO THE YEAH
I’d cry tears of joy if someone gave me something like that.
I would also cry happy tears. I am not worthy. 💖
Absolutely I do
A/N: Hey y’all! This part two has been a long time coming! Some tweaks to that should be implied that I didn’t write in part one because I didn’t think I was gonna continue this story: Steve and Reader are actually dating and they live together. That’s the only major thing that has changed from part one. Speechless will be 7/8 Chapters and I hope you all like what will come of this story. Also, its been exactly one year since I’ve had this blog and posted my first ever story here! There must be something in the air of October that gets my writing juices going lol. Anyways, let me know if you want to be added or removed from the taglist. I hope you like part two, and my requests are always open! All the love. xx
- Honey
Pairing: Steve Rogers X Black!Reader
Warnings: Mentions of Mental Illness (Depression)
Word Count: 2.5k
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You don’t remember falling up asleep, but you had awoken to an empty bed. You sat up and searched your room for any sign that you weren’t alone, your heart sank; the feeling of utter loneliness began to seep its heartbreaking feeling all throughout your body.
‘It was only a matter of time before he got tired of your stupid problems’ you thought to yourself. You flopped backwards onto the mountain of pillows and began to pull your comforter over your body. This is the fate you deserved, to be alone to deal with your mental issues on your own; no help at all.
You know what I love most about how you write Steve here? He doesn’t shy away from reader’s depression. Some men are super uncomfortable and have little patience when it comes to mental illness. Not Steve. He is not only making himself available for her physically, but emotionally as well. I love it.
I wrote him like that because it’s what I and everybody else wants in a significant other. i’m so happy you liked it! 🧡
A/N: Hey y’all! This part two has been a long time coming! Some tweaks to that should be implied that I didn't write in part one because I didn't think I was gonna continue this story: Steve and Reader are actually dating and they live together. That’s the only major thing that has changed from part one. Speechless will be 7/8 Chapters and I hope you all like what will come of this story. Also, its been exactly one year since I’ve had this blog and posted my first ever story here! There must be something in the air of October that gets my writing juices going lol. Anyways, let me know if you want to be added or removed from the taglist. I hope you like part two, and my requests are always open! All the love. xx
Pairing: Steve Rogers X Black!Reader
Warnings: Mentions of Mental Illness (Depression)
Word Count: 2.5k
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You don’t remember falling up asleep, but you had awoken to an empty bed. You sat up and searched your room for any sign that you weren’t alone, your heart sank; the feeling of utter loneliness began to seep its heartbreaking feeling all throughout your body.
‘It was only a matter of time before he got tired of your stupid problems’ you thought to yourself. You flopped backwards onto the mountain of pillows and began to pull your comforter over your body. This is the fate you deserved, to be alone to deal with your mental issues on your own; no help at all.
Thanks for giving me a chance ❤
the black art, anne sexton
me reading someone else's fanfiction: oh, a little typo! well it doesn't matter, i almost didn't even notice :)
me reading my own fics: is that a fucking typo? im literally the worst author out there. my writing is incomprehensible. absolute shame.
Broken clocks is great!! Can I be added to your taglist if you update or write more Steve & Chris Fics? Thanks ☺
OMG THANK YOU SO MUCH! You absolutely can be added, I got something for you coming reeeaaallll soon ☺️❤️❤️
Broken clocks is giving me everything I need rn
thanks doll 🥺 that means the world coming from you
A/N: I had to make the one two parts otherwise this was finna be STOOPID long. Anywho, I’m kinda proud of how I wrote this one, dialogue is usually my kryptonite but this time it was weirdly easy lol. Again, thank you @darkficsyouneveraskedfor for your unintentional motivation. And I hope y’all enjoy it! Also happy birthday to the white man in this story sksksksks
Pairings: Steve Rogers x Black!Reader
Warnings: Cursing
Word Count: 2.1k
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‘Oh Lord, it is Him,’ you thought to yourself, mental voice dripping with dread and disgust, your sense of calm dissipating into the quiet atmosphere of the subway car. You quickly turned around and hoped he hadn’t noticed you, but cruel fate decided to take the opportunity to ruin your plan; instead, you had bumped into a man who had been walking towards the door as the train was approaching his stop; this caused your purse to fall and letting your wallet to come out and makeup bag to slide across the train floor and in turn hit the foot of the one person you were trying to avoid, Jermaine, your lousy ex-boyfriend of four years.
DONT ACT LIKE YOU KNOW ME STEVE
💀💀💀
tryna come for ya neck for no reason
i’m glad you liked it tho 💗💓
I really replied from the wrong account TWICE 🤦🏾♀️🤦🏾♀️💀
A/N: I had to make this into two parts otherwise this was finna be STOOPID long. Anywho, I’m kinda proud of how I wrote this one, dialogue is usually my kryptonite but this time it was weirdly easy lol. Again, thank you @darkficsyouneveraskedfor for your unintentional motivation. And I hope y’all enjoy it! Also happy birthday to the white man in this story sksksksks
Pairings: Steve Rogers x Black!Reader
Warnings: Cursing
Word Count: 2.1k
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‘Oh Lord, it is Him,’ you thought to yourself, mental voice dripping with dread and disgust, your sense of calm dissipating into the quiet atmosphere of the subway car. You quickly turned around and hoped he hadn’t noticed you, but cruel fate decided to take the opportunity to ruin your plan; instead, you had bumped into a man who had been walking towards the door as the train was approaching his stop; this caused your purse to fall and letting your wallet to come out and makeup bag to slide across the train floor and in turn hit the foot of the one person you were trying to avoid, Jermaine, your lousy ex-boyfriend of four years.
