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Let’s remember this iconic Devil Wears Prada moment at the 2007 Academy Awards.
Source: scullytarantino
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Well while I wouldn't turn it down, I'd like you to write more moody as fuck Logan paired with a tiny ray of sunshine reader
“Do you gotta be so perky?”
“Yes!”
Logan shot a glare at the tiny bit of sunshine trotting along at his side. She was stupidly cute. Adorable, really. Like a bit of fluff and love wrapped up in a dynamite package of too hot to be that sweet.
Trace clung to his arm, laughing a giggling, and pointing out this and that as they posed as a couple during the stakeout.
“You should smile more. It won’t crack your face, Logan.”
“It might.”
She giggled, God, giggled and twirled around to plant herself in his path, her hands on his hips and smile all challenge. “C’mon. You can do it, wolfy. Give us a smile.” Flirtatious and full, her lips spread to reveal perfect white teeth.
“I don’t wanna.”
“Please?” She batted her lashes.
“No.”
“Logan,” she pouted, lower lip looking lush.
“Ain’t got nothin’ to smile about.”
She reached up, grabbed him by the collar of his leather jacket, and dragged him down until they were nose to nose. “Smile, wolf boy, or you’ll blow our cover.”
He kissed her instead, until both of them were breathless. When he lifted his head, Logan finally smiled. She looked dazzled.
“Wow.”
“Yeah.” He took her hand and strolled down street. “Now I’ve got something to smile about.”
-End-
I freaking LOVE this!!
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dessinemoiunehistoire
when everything’s made to be broken, i just want you to know who i am.
Look at what the amazingly talented @dessinemoiunehistoire made for me💜💜💜
This is so beautiful, thank you so much!!!
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hunters-from-stark-tower
How about a Steve x reader where he finds out that she's a great granddaughter of one of the Howlies and he secretly watches over her. One day something bad happens (car wreck, mugging, idk whatever you'd like) and he saves her. Maybe they fall in love, maybe it's just platonic, but have fun with it!!
“I should have been there. I should have…”
Your throat was dry and aching but you ignored it and cut him off, laying your hand gently on his.
“Steve, it was a car accident. These things happen. You can’t keep an eye on me every minute of the day and I don’t need you too.”
He looked up at you, eyes softening when he met your gaze. He reached up to sweep some hair from your face and you caught his hand, pulling it down and placing a kiss to his fingers.
“If Dugan were here to see this, he’d probably kick my ass for not watching over his beautiful granddaughter better.”
You rolled your eyes but couldn’t keep the smile from your face.
“He sounds like a piece of work,” you said, closing your eyes and settling back deeper into the hospital bed. “But I’m sure even my great grandfather wouldn’t be stupid enough to try to take on Captain America.”
Steve grinned a little at this. “Well, he’d try at least.”
You weaved your fingers through Steve’s and squeezed his hand, prompting him to send you a tired smile.
“Well, I think you’re doing a great job at taking care of me, Cap.”
You could see the little bit of red tint Steve’s cheeks before he stood up and leaned forward, far enough to press his lips against your forehead.
“I’ll always take care of you.”
"Aggghhh!" -me dying of fluff
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Bucky & Natasha Requested by my lovey Kate @iwillbeinmynest
Oh my gosh! I love this so much!!!
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When Everything’s Made to be Broken (I Just Want You to Know Who I Am) Part 32
A message from your friendly neighborhood writer: Moving forward, my updates may not come quite as often. I’m going to aim for two a week, as I have been doing, but school is in full swing now and I have one professor in particular that is hellbent on sucking my soul from me.
Plot: When you inadvertently become a witness to a murder and are suddenly a target for death, it takes a specially skilled soldier and his team to keep you and your family safe.
This will eventually be a is a reader x Bucky fic. The reader, by the way, is a civilian. No super powers, no fighting skills, and by no means perfect.
Word count: 2026
Warnings:
For the entire work: Language (I have a potty mouth), violence, and angst. This will probably get pretty dark later on, and there will be smut. If that’s not your thing, you may want to avoid this story.
Additional warnings specific to this part: More angst, threats of/implied violence/death. If I need to add anything else, PLEASE LET ME KNOW. If you don’t want me to publish the ask, I won’t, or you can feel free to do it as a Nonnie. I will not take offense to any trigger warning requests. Your well-being is important to me and I do NOT want to trigger anyone.
***I do not own any of the lyrics/music in this story, so please don’t sue me for using them***
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WEMtbB Masterlist
Previously on WEMtbB:
“I love you both so much,” you whisper.
Don’t cry don’t cry don’t cry…
“We love you, Momma! We love you, Bucky!” they reply emphatically with eyes still squeezed shut.
You nod, unable to speak without letting a sob escape as your heart shatters into millions of jagged, transparent pieces. Unable to move in the wake of overwhelming despair, Bucky scoops you up and quickly carries you out of the room, closing the door behind him and rushing across and into your room, where they won’t be able to hear you. They don’t need to hear you cry; it will only scare them. Thank God the walls in this house are thick.
Bucky doesn’t even make it to the bed; he collapses just on the other side of the door with you still in his arms, and holds your trembling body as you both shake with uncontrollable, desolate, heartbroken sobs.
I hated this, I hated every second of this.
And yet, I loved this and I loved every second of this.
I hated that she had to leave. A part of me wanted it to take seven more chapters before Krakken showed up. I never wanted Bucky to let go of her and, as heartbreaking as it was, I loved that he never said goodbye. I wanted there to be another way, for Tony or Steve to find a way to keep her with Buck, but I knew it was just wishful thinking.
That necklace sounds horrifying and I wanted to rip Anatoliy’s throat out. He sounds terrible and I am genuinely terrified about what is going to happen to her. I can not imagine leaving the way she did, alone in a car with someone you hate and fear. It was awful to read.
All of that being said, Cass, your writing provokes so many emotions and maybe it’s because I’m in love with this story or maybe it’s because I’m a ridiculous fangirl but dang, sweetie, this series is going to be the death of me. (In the best way possible)