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reblog the money pigeon for a financially stable future
I reblog the money pigeon because I love him.
This is Money Marge. Reblog for a miracle of finances to come to you
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Godspeed, Money Marge.
Reblog In 5 seconds for good luck
this worked last night lets go for round two
“But if you forget to reblog Madame Zeroni, you and your family will be cursed for always and eternity.”
not even risking that shit
scrolled past this, re-evaluated my life, then SCROOOLLLED back up and hit the damn reblog button.
Last comment same thing. Sorry to the next person who sees this. I just can’t risk it. I have things I need to do before my life becomes hell. Lol
man i fucking hate yall who tf put this up knowing damn well we all gonna reblog it im heated im really sick af bout this
I don’t play that shit lol sorry
WHyyyy
Sorry everyone
If only if only the woodpecker sighs the bark on the tree was as soft as the sky why the wolf waits below hungry and lonely he cries to the moon if only if only
Shiddd
this post followed me to Facebook and im sooo annoyed!
It’s been a MINUTE since I’ve seen Madame Zeroni, fr fr
I HATE TUMBLR FKKKK SAKES
LMAOOOO
Not tryna fuck up any of my planetary Returns~
One time I didn’t and I was broke for like a month but the next time I seen it I rebloged it and a bitch just got 500 out the blue and a 20 gift card
Oh hell nah I can’t even risking it I’ll reblog this rn
Not in 2021! I can’t risk it.
Sorry y’all, my life is already fucked up enough lool
😫 I’m sorry guys. I’m a superstitious.
Listen… 😭
As fucked up as my life is, I needed to do it, I’m sorry 🥲
I hate this shit
Anyone remember when chain letters used to come in the actual mail???? Now they just ruin your day more efficiently
Ugh sorry, I can’t risk it
good things will happen 🧿
things that are meant to be will fall into place 🧿
THIS ONE FUCKING WORKS. REBLOG IT.
Okay I reblogged and got into the entrepreneurship program I wanted. This WORKS
I POSTET THIS HALF AN HOUR BEFORE MY JOB INTERVIEW AND I GOT THE JOB OH MY GOD
Sure, why not
if this doesnt work im gonna bite someone
-- Please enjoy this cute little oneshot --
Hangman had been oddly quiet this week and he knew his team had noticed. They threw jabs at him and made annoying comments for him to snark at but he wasn't in the mood.
Breakups didn't use to bother him so much. Or at least they didn't when he was younger and less mature.
And less in love.
Jake knew he still loved her, and that she still loved him but people grew up and grew apart. It wasn't fair that he was dragging her around the US for months at a time, making it hard for her to make friends, see family and keep a job. He knew it was affecting her, regardless of how many times she assured him it wasn't. He could see it in his eyes, and in the way she smiled.
"I can drop off your stuff if you want" she'd offered and he was grateful, if he'd had to swing by he might not have gone through with it. He might have held her by her hips and kissed her until she needed to breathe. And she would have let him.
"I'll be at the Hard Deck this evening. It closes at 2am, just swing by any time before that." Hangman texted back.
He resisted the urge to add "I love you".
"Jake" She had made her way through the bar and appeared next to him and Coyote. It was midnight. "The rest of your stuff is in the back of my car, if you want to get it."
He nodded. Hangman stood up, pulled his keyring out of his pocket and removed the second key to the flat. He handed it to her silently.
He had perfected his poker face as a child to get out of trouble and he was grateful for it as he felt tears begin to rise up to his eyes. She seemed sad.
If he didn't already know what had happened he would have offered to kill whomever had made her feel like that.
His team had stopped their conversations to listen in on his. Hoping to escape their glances and whispers, he all but ran to the car before the sheer pressure in his chest would turn him into a crying mess.
He had moved all of the boxes out of her trunk and they had gone back in for one last drink. He ordered and paid for both of them, Penny giving him a silent 'are you okay?' sign he ignored.
"Will you be okay?"
"I had to show you how to use a washing machine, I think I've got the highest chances of survival" She laughed, "Will you be okay?"
He nodded.
"What if your car won't start?"
"I don't know how to tell you this but I know how to fix a car. I just liked how you looked bending over the engine."
Jake laughed
"Anyway, I should get going." She looked like she would have liked him to grab her arm and pull her close but when he didn't move, she turned on her heels and walked away. "Call of you miss me" she shouted over the jukebox and threw him a wink before walking out into the darkness.
She opened the car door and sat on the driver's seat before letting out a loud sob.
Conversation had returned between his team. Jake took out his phone.
His background picture was still a picture of her. He didn't have it in him to delete any of them or to block her phone number.
Jake breathed in sharply and then let it out again, trying to steady his nerves. He pressed the call button. Her phone rang for a second and she picked up.
"Hello?" Her voice sounded unsteady.
"I miss you."
And now I’m sobbing
Hmm Malyshka not being able to resist fruit loops... wonder what may be fueling her cravings...
Summary: You may have stolen your baby's fruit loops but you'll replace them. And no one will ever know right? And it's not a craving unless you acknowledge it. Right?
Pairing: Mafia!Bucky x Reader
Warnings: Implied smut, fluff
A/N: Part of the Bumblebee Series
Weekends in the Barnes household are usually chaotic fun with Bumblebee and her endless supply of energy, Bucky and his men working out of his office, and you in the center of it all.
Between having "business meetings" with your baby as she interrogates Mr. Potato about the missing cupcake, watching her dance like her favorite ballerina, or learning that she really is that good at blackjack and now you owe her another puppy and a kitten--you've never laughed so much in your life.
Or been so incredibly happy.
And while Bucky is constantly working, having to maintain his empire, his grandfather stressed the importance of putting family first, warning him that he could end up like his father if Bucky didn't heed his advice.
So even before little Bumblebee was born, Bucky made it a point to spend every weekend at home, dedicating all his time to you. And now you both share it with the sweet chubby baby running around wearing a tutu and one of his silk ties.
Even when he has to hold impromptu meetings in his office, he finds time to seek you out for a stolen kiss that leads to one more, please just one more kissed along the curve of your shoulder to wait, wait another one traced along your lips to God you made me so greedy, I just need one more Maylshaka to one of you-usually him-ending up on your knees in front of the other.
Fending off the amorous advances of your mobster is impossible, you inevitably find yourself giving in, and honestly who can blame you?
Omg a sibling?!?! Would LOVE that!
Steve Rogers x reader
Summary: Steve saves voicemails from you
Warnings: injuries, some blood, character death
The house is dark and quiet when he gets back home. He tries to be as stealthy as he can. Toeing off his shoes and setting down keys and wallet in the foyer, he walks up the stairs and into the master bedroom. It’s been a hard, testing day and all he wants is to hear your voice. Sitting down on the edge of the bed, he pulls out his cellphone and goes to voicemails. He clicks on the first saved one.
“Hi Steve. It’s (Y/N), but you knew that cause you have caller ID.” he chuckles quietly to himself. “Anyways… I justed wanted to call and run some paperwork by you before I officially submit it. Not that I’m inept at doing the job or anything! I’d just like a pair of eyes to go over them, not that that’s all you are… Oh! And to thank you, I’d like to take you out to eat. You can choose the restaurant since you’re doing me this huge favor, which isn’t going to take long I promise!”. It all come out rushed as words flowed into the next and Steve barely was able to understand the words you had spewed. One of the many things he loved about you, you would talk a mile a minute when you were nervous, or excited.
“God, that sounded like a date didn’t it? I’m not asking you out or anything… Not that I wouldn’t love to go out with you!” He can hear your nervousness and the way you over analyzed the statement. “I just don’t know if you see me that way and you know what forget I said anything about liking you. God, (Y/N) shut up! Anyway, please call me when you get this message and if I haven’t scared you off.” A smile lights up his face every time he hears that message. Steve saved the voicemail a few days later, part of him had known that he would want it later on. He had called you back the minute he heard the voicemail and just as awkwardly asked you out.
Reading this fic while listening to “all i want” was definitely not a good idea, it made the whole fic 10 times more angsty😪
Oh no! I’m sorry it was so angsty, thank you for reading!
good things will happen 🧿
things that are meant to be will fall into place 🧿
THIS ONE FUCKING WORKS. REBLOG IT.
this for real fucking works
Pairing: Bucky x Reader
Summary: Time heals all wounds. Bucky’d been holding onto to that proverb ever since blip. But time had never been particularly kind to him, so he opted to keep track of the sweet girl’s in his apartment building instead, the one that made him banana bread and took him to diners at two in the morning. Sometimes, you didn’t keep the same schedule. That made Bucky panic.
Word count: 3.8k
Warnings: Angst, Bucky has some self doubt </3
a/n: I haven’t written mcu Bucky in quite a while so here we are with tfatws!bucky! Let me know what you think!! Feedback is always so appreciated and makes me want to write more :)
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It was five o’clock.
In twenty minutes, Bucky would be able to hear you banging up the chipped pavement of the stairwell even though there was a perfectly good elevator in the lobby. In twenty minutes, you would huff into your living room as he’d seen you done countless times, hang up your bag, and then give his door a delicate knock as if he hadn’t heard you the second you made it to the third floor. In twenty minutes, the uncomfortable twinge in Bucky’s chest would finally uncoil.
Screaming and crying over how cute and pure this is!!
Summary: You are inadvertently trapped in a time loop without any memory of the last five years, including your relationship with Bucky. But Bucky would stay in the loop forever, explain everything again each day, if it meant getting to stay by your side.
Pairing: Bucky X Reader
Word Count: ~15.2k
Warnings: memory loss, brief mention of sex (not smut, no description), angst, Bucky being self-depreciating
A/N: This was a labor to write but so so fun. Please let me know what you think!
You’re sweet and sharp, like the ripe flesh of summer fruit.
It’s the first thought Bucky ever has about you. It makes him want to know you.
You laugh loud and crack jokes that make Sam guffaw and Steve blush.
You are all honey warmth and gentle smiles, sarcasm and dripping truths. You whisper truths to him like a siren, like the call of the sea, late at night, early in the morning.
When you meet, he thinks he’d like to spend the rest of his days at your side.
It doesn’t matter in what capacity, though eventually he comes to hope for something more. Hopes maybe you could come to love him.
Stop! i was not prepared for these emotions!!! Ughhhh so much angst and fluff and then that last line!!!!!! BRB while I read that all over again!
summary: When Bucky falls under the spell of a Djinn, the line between fantasy and reality blurs. In order to survive, he must fight his way back to the real world - even if it costs him everything he's ever wanted. pairing: bucky x reader word count: 11.1k warnings: suicidal thinking/behavior (but only within the context of forcing a dream to end, no graphic descriptions, fades to black – if you have questions, please ask!), angst with a happy ending, bucky needs to learn he’s worthy of love!! a/n: Is this based off that one Djinn episode in supernatural from like 13 years ago? Yes. Did this idea stick with me for over a decade even though I stopped watching spn after season 11? Also yes.
Bucky woke to the smell of apple pie and fragrance wafting in from the kitchen over the light hums of La Vie en Rose crackling on the radio. He straightened his back, eyes narrowing upon the lace table cloth and generational china laid neatly upon the dining table. Familiar scratches on the floorboard under his feet, chips on the edge of his plate from when he’d dropped it as a child, soft yellow wallpaper lining the room.
He blinked a few times, unable to recall how he’d ended up in his mother’s dining room.
I actually shed some tears!!! this was so beautiful and heartbreaking… I am still in shock of how amazing this is!!!! The scene on the rooftop really just punched me in the feels in such a good and incredible way. I loved this soooo much!!!
Favourite avengers movies scenes?
Do I have to choose one?? These are just off the top of my head
Avengers: the scene when Loki wakes up and sees them all standing in front of him, they all look so good
AOU: the scene when they meet Clint’s family is so funny and chaotic (and also when Steve Rogers rips that log in half 😫)
Infinity war: probably when Steve Rogers catches the weapon thrown at him and steps into the light, I went feral when I saw that the first time in theaters. But also any scene Peter Parker is in because he really stole the show
Endgame: I actually can’t choose. The 2 Steve’s fighting each other. When Steve picks up mjolnir, when he’s standing up to Thanos’ army himself and the portals open and he says avengers assemble. I am iron man scene. There are so many more that movie was great besides the ending.
Thanks for this question; now I have to go rewatch them all!
summary: when you agree to be bucky's date for his sister's wedding - and his fake girlfriend for the weekend - you're expecting a good time with your best friend. but things may never go back to normal
pairing: roommate!bucky x f!reader
word count: 3k
warnings: explicit language, mild sexual content (mention of having sex but doesn't actually happen), fake dating trope, like a drop of angst, consumption of alcohol, mention of nightmares, cheesy confessions
a/n: so this originally started as a prompt for my sleepover a while ago, and i knew i wanted to make a full fic from it but it took me a while to get there. thank you @intrepidacious both for requesting in the first place, and letting me rant for hours when i got frustrated writing. i hope my frequent posting isn't too annoying and i hope you enjoy xoxo
also! i believe the tags are working again but reblogs are always appreciated! this is how we as writers spread our work. thank you!
You were settled into bed, book in your hands, when your roommate came into your room, a suspiciously sweet smile on his handsome face.
“What do you want, Barnes?” He clutched his chest in faux offense, as if it were a normal occurrence for him to be curled up on your bed with you looking like he had just done copious amounts of drugs.
“I need a favor.” You rolled your eyes and set your book down, waiting for him to continue. “So, you know that wedding I’m supposed to be going to this weekend? Turns out I accidentally kinda, sorta told my parents I was bringing a date because my ma kept asking me when I was going to bring a nice girl home.”
Some of my fav tropes: fake dating and friends to lovers!!! I love this so much! you can feel the ease and love between reader and Bucky so easily!
~10.2k words
Steve Rogers x Reader (Modern AU)
Summary: You never expected a snowstorm to leave you stranded in an IKEA overnight. You never expected one night to change the trajectory of your life so completely. You never expected him.
Warnings: Fluff, just the tiniest bit of Angst (mentions of Steve's mom passing), Steve speaking French, because that absolutely needs to be a warning. Did I mention Fluffffff??
a/n: I finally got my act together and finished this, lolll. I will admit, I've never actually been to an IKEA, but I watched two 30-minute video tours on YouTube as research...and I still took a few liberties, but only for the sake of the narrative! I hope you guys like this, ahhh! 💖💖(inspired by the news story about the people in Denmark).
“You’ve gotta be shitting me.”
The voice knocked you out of your stupor, tearing your gaze away from the white haze that had consumed the parking lot outside, turning around to face whoever had spoken.
You were not expecting to turn around and find a literal angel behind you. He was obviously lost down here with you mere mortals, his wings undoubtedly tucked neatly into the black pea coat he had on, the blue and yellow tote bag hanging from his hand filled with whatever earthly trifles he had picked up on his downward trip. Apparently, he had picked up some colorful language, too.
I volunteer to be stuck in an IKEA with Steve Rogers. That actually sounds like heaven!!!
pov: you survived 2021
