Ozai Is So Pathetic, Like That “take His Bending Away Haha He’s Harmless Now” Trick Would Never

getting anonymous hate (“just checking in” emails) from jealous haters (my professors) because of my hot takes (incredibly overdue assignments)

Lokitty ❤️😼

bucky barnes as your boyfriend

Bucky’s most favourite thing to do with you is basic domestic stuff that others take for granted — buying grocery, shopping furniture, baking cookies and such.

He loves the little banters you have over which sauce tastes better and which chair is more comfortable. He can’t get enough of the way your face scrunches up as you try to explain to him why your choice is better than his.

“Okay fine. Your choice is better than mine.” He grumbles despite knowing this is true. “I mean you did choose me.” His smirk is evident at his own little joke as you playfully slap him on his arm, shaking your head.

Bucky loves assisting you in mundane activities though you absolutely hate it. Because more often than not, he ends up messing stuff in the cutest way possible than actually helping you.

Like when you had decided to make chilli and Bucky clumsily touched his cheeks while cutting the peppers and you had to apply cream to his face. You both had laughed until your stomachs hurt as he nearly looked like a snowman.

Bucky lives for this stupidity though, and so do you. Bucky once lived a life of precision and discipline and he had hated every second of it. But now when he fools around with you, he cherishes those memories and keeps them close to his heart.

Bucky’s favourite dialogue probably is “I told you so.” Because in this relationship, he isn’t the only silly goof, you’re just as silly as him, if not more.

You love doing your stuff by yourself and when Bucky insists on helping, you outright refuse him. So Bucky waits until you finally give up and ask for help.

All the times that you insisted on shifting the furniture by yourself or carrying your own bags but then got tired and finally asked Bucky. He loves how independent you are, but a part of him preens when you ask for help from him.

If he hates something, it’s how you undermine and overwork yourself. Somedays you’re stubborn on completing your work despite being tired and you don’t listen to Bucky when it comes to work.

But what comes after is Bucky’s favourite part where he tries his best to relax you. He loves long soothing baths with you where he leisurely washed your hair and massages your back.

Seeing you relaxed and sated makes him happy too because Bucky loves nurturing. He spent a part of his life being a weapon, but he considers this a second chance, so he loves when he’s able to provide care.

Bucky definitely has a whole garden of little plants that he religiously looks after. The bonus point is, alpine loves to rest amidst the cool plants and you can’t stop taking cute photos to show Bucky.

Bucky may be one of the most feared assassin, but he’s a silly little fool when it comes to you. He doesn’t like showing you his injuries from missions, but one “let me take a look.” from you is enough for him to show you the wound.

Most of the conversation go like this, “I’ll bandage that up for you.” He shakes his head like an adamant child. “It’s nothing.” You sigh at his antiques. “You’re bleeding for godssake. Let me do my work!”

Thought he pretends to not like it, he secretly loves it when you gently clean his wounds and apply bandage. The way you take care of him not only makes him feel loved, but also nearly brings tears to his eyes.

But the same applies to you too. He takes utmost care of you, refusing to even leave your side whenever you’re sick. You insist that you’re fine and take care of yourself, but he knows better.

He often prepares a special soup whenever you’re down, whose recipe he doesn’t share with you and instead tells you it’s his ancestral recipe, but you know it’s from a YouTube channel but he won’t tell you which one.

Bucky’s a sucker for physical touch. May it be holding hands while walking down the street, or keeping a hand on your waist as you eat, or dancing to cute songs playing on your phone, or laying your head on his chest as you sleep, he craves it all.

For Bucky, the most precious thing in the house (of course after you) is a ring which is kept safely in the drawer next to his bed. You both share a closet, and so it was no use keeping there, but he knows you feel like the small drawer is a sacred thing for him and rarely touch it.

He still remembers the time he realised he loved you. A cheesy movie was playing on the TV which you were supposed to watch, but as you fell asleep on his chest, wearing his hoodie, a sudden life changing realisation struck him. He was in love with you.

And ever since then, he right away knew that if he was ever going to marry someone, it was you. He had planned everything about how he was going to propose you, date, time, place, everything was set and he just knew it was going to be magical when it happened. And he knew it was going to be soon, real soon.

For Bucky, the four walls you live within isn’t his home. For him, home is where you lovingly hug him when he comes back from his missions. Home is where the delicious aroma of his favourite cookies wafts through the house as you prepare them for him. For Bucky, you are his home.

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this is utterly self indulgent and written in like one night? also it’s my first time writing like this, so pls be kind.

If you liked this, pls comment and reblog as it motivates me!! hope you have a good day!

Dating Loki Odinson Would Include:

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he constantly talks about his mother because he trusts you with his feelings

he’s definitely the type of boyfriend to get super jealous

someone will look at you for too long and he can’t control is jealousy and possessiveness

you mean the world to him so you wouldn’t really fight a lot but if you did they were huge and sometimes would get out of control

but you make up with angry sex so it’s all good

he wants to give you everything he didn’t have because he knows what it feels like to have nothing

like if you want a throne he’ll give you one, all you have to do is ask

his love language is 100% touch but soft touches i.e. hand holding, cheek strokes, playing with your hair etc.

he has trust issues...shocker...but once he lets you in he tells you everything because he trusts you so much

will definitely gossip with you, especially if it’s about thor...i mean who are we kidding

FOREHEAD KISSES

NECK KISSES

he needs to be reassured a lot, so expect days were he’s pouty and comes back to his normal self when you smother him with love

would always try to prank or scare you with his illusions but you always see right through them, making him believe that you’re truly his soulmate

will cry on your shoulder after frigga’s death

loki would protect you with everything he has, even if that means with his life

he would literally make fun of you after trying on his helmet and looking like an idiot

you would definitely have a sarcastic-type of relationship where you poke fun at each other constantly and people around you are confused if you’re serious or not

but god forbid someone else makes fun of you...they might as well flee asgard or new york depending on where you’re currently staying

you are always his number one priority

late night walks

stargazing

staying up late and talking about everything and everyone

being disappointed in him when he ordered the attack on new york

and he realised he messed up big time

he was so disappointed in himself for hurting you and took out the hurt on himself

you would constantly be surrounded by words like, ‘why are you dating him?’ ; ‘he’s evil.’ ; ‘how can you love someone like him?’

he loves sleeping next to you

he just feels so safe

cold fingers, warm hands

pairing: bucky barnes x reader

summary: in past relationships, you've always been told you were too much when they called it quits. then you find the perfect man, and you don't want to mess that up too.

word count: 1.2k

warnings: relationship/personal insecurities, wee bit of angst if you would even call it that (talks of a breakup), swearing, suggestive language and i think that's it. pls notify me of any warnings i overlooked.

a/n: here’s a bit of a winter drabble. im in the cozy, cuddly mood & i wanted to get this out. i hope y’all enjoy! my inbox is always open for your sweet, perfect, and filthy ideas. also, the summary thing is new?? i just haven't updated my masterlist and am lazy lol. this is for all the peeps out there who have been told by their ridiculous and stupid exes that they're "too much." you're never too much. you are just the right about for someone who truly loves you.

minors dni.

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We should talk.

It was a simple text message from Bucky. Three words. Three fuckin' words that made goosebumps rise on your skin. You chewed at the green Starbucks stopper and uncrossed your legs from your comfortable position on the couch.

You've been all the right things -- you thought. Answering his text messages at an appropriate time (not within five minutes since it was received). You didn't babble on dates and made it know just a little bit of you at a time.

When you two slept together for the first time, you left in the early morning by just leaving a kiss on his lips. You didn't stay to make or enjoy breakfast. You put your own clothes back on. You didn't contact him until the next day.

You were sure you were doing everything right. Or at least doing the opposite of what your exes said was just too much.

okay.

should i come to your place?

Shit. Your nerves about his text message got to you and you didn't filter out how ridiculous it was to double-text. You also didn't filter out how inappropriate it was to invite yourself to his. You're killing a relationship that has just started.

No. I'll come to yours.

Shit, times two.

Still a bit anxious, you replied quickly, already breaking one of your rules:

when should i expect you?

Bucky had come into your life a couple of months ago. It's been good or what you thought was good. He was sweet, patient, attentive, and made sure you felt good (all around). You knew after the first date, he was the one. Then you got all in your head. It was too soon to think that. He would think you were desperate. You couldn't be more into this than he was. So you sat back a little and let the relationship be.

Yeah, you thought it was going good.

Then he sent you that text message on a Friday night, you wish you were spending in bed with him. Stop.

Just talked to Fred for bit. See you soon.

Fred. Your doorman.

Oh.

You jumped up, almost knocking over your tea. Double-checking that you didn't have any stains on your jumper, you smacked your lips at the tiny hole on your yoga pants.

But maybe changing your entire outfit would be a red flag, a little much to Bucky. The lazy and effortless wear was perfect for someone who didn't want to seem like they were trying too hard.

God, this suppression of your full self was getting hard.

You were combing the ends of your braids when there was a knock on your door. You let a little yelp escape you but swallow it down as your head to the door.

With a deep breath, you twist the doorknob and there he is.

Bucky was sporting a soft smile and a raincoat. You then took notice of the sound of rain hitting your windows and let Bucky in quickly. He shook off his boat and set them on the towel you kept folded by the door for that exact reason.

"Hi, sweetheart." He said. You got a whiff of his warm cologne and a slight citrus scent. The tip of his nose was a little red and you could tell he was a little cold. He must have walked most of the journey here because the subway stop was just across the street and there's just no way he would be this cold from that short walk.

You wanted to ask why he didn't take the train all the way to you? Why did he decide to walk? Why did he walk in the rain?

But you kept it all to yourself and just let him warm up on your couch. He made himself comfortable, grabbing the throw you kept in the living room, to toss over his legs. Meanwhile, you poured him a glass of water and offered him so hot chocolate.

He declined the latter and drink his full glass of water before speaking again.

"Maybe I should just get it out and say it, huh?" There was a small laugh on his breath.

Here it comes. The most perfect guy breaking up with you. Of course, you would mess that up. You always do.

"Are you-- do you want to break up with me?"

No, it wasn't you asking that. It was the perfect guy. Bucky Barnes. In a navy blue hoodie and sinful gray sweatpants, was asking you if you wanted to break up with him.

What?

So you said it aloud.

"What?"

"I mean," Bucky coughed," You just don't seem-- Fuck, I don't want to say the wrong thing... You just don't seem all that interested. I don't you to feel like you have to date me."

Your heartfelt like it was going to just beat out of your chest. If you could throw up in his lap, you would.

"What?" Is all you could say.

"I'm saying this wrong, aren't I?" Bucky's smile was uncomfortable and small," Are you into this? Us? Do you want to end it? Sometimes it feels like I bore you-"

"-No!" You almost screamed. Bucky's eyes widened and you were sure it wasn't from your volume but rather the fact that you didn't want to end this," I really like you, Bucky. I really, really like you." You cringed at yourself, hoping he wouldn't take that the wrong way.

He just smiled.

No, he actually grinned really big.

"Okay, okay. That's good," Bucky nibbled at his lip," But just answer this for me. Why are you so, I don't know, away from me all the time. If you want to slow things down, we can." Bucky's eyes were so innocent, so hopeful.

It's been clicking the entire conversation but to just hear Bucky say that, you knew you had to say something.

"I only know like your siblings' names and that you performed in a talent show when you were like 12," Bucky laughed," I want to get to know you. Why won't you let me get to know you?"

You were silent for a few moments before you felt a wave of tears manifest themselves. You scooted away from Bucky's outstretched hands and sniffled up.

"I've been told," You started. Deep breaths.

"I've been told I can be a lot. Crazy sometimes. I just," You shuttered, another rush of emotion coming on," I just didn't want to do that with you."

"Too much?" Bucky scooted closer to you," You could never be too much because sweetheart, I don't think I could ever get enough of you."

That made you sob. You couldn't stop Bucky's arms from wrapping around you and sinking you down into the couch. He left small kisses up and down your neck, then pressed his lips to your wet cheeks.

"Talk to me, beautiful. Talk to me."

"I can't," You don't even know how those words came out. You couldn't stop crying. Your throat burned. Your face was hot. You weren't sad. God, no.

You were relieved.

"Don't hold back on me," Bucky said," Don't hide away parts of you. I want them all. I want every single bit."

It’s also the fact that I would let a fictional man with dark hair, piercing eyes, a dark past, and morally grey morals ruin my life and I would say thank you

BUFFY THE VAMPIRE SLAYER (1997-2003) 3.08 • “Lovers Walk”

could you please hc for looking realizing he in love and all those new emotions and silly things, you know just something that makes my heart bound

Loki and falling in love

He doesn’t think it’s love at first but rather just a friendship because that’s how far he lets his relationships be

Then he notices the changes, how his eyes follow you whenever you’re moving around in the same room

Your little touches when you pull him somewhere or just brush a strand of hair out of his face

They lingered more and he finds himself thinking about your soft skin touching his face and hands

His body heating up whenever you hug him or hold his hand in occasions

He then comes to the conclusion that it might just be lust and nothing but how wrong he was

His heart burned for you when you laughed and gave your full attention to others

The bounding of his heartbeat kept loud in his eardrums whenever he made you laugh or smile

The way he finds himself getting lost in your eyes when you speak

The hesitation in his Demeanor just because he scared he’ll melt if he held you close

He notices the tiniest details about you

How your teeth show when you laugh genuinely and you pout when you’re in a bad mood

How your eyes sparkle with wonder whenever he showed you one of his spells

your cute little dance when you get something you wanted for long

He finds himself smiling softly at you, at the most random times

Being close to you feels like a really warm blanket being warped around his body

His name out of your lips makes him feel like time stopped and started In slow motion

His cheeks and ears would turn a light pink and sometimes blueish whenever you complemented him

It takes a lot for Loki to fall in love but when he does.

It a hard fall that leaves a permanent mark in his heart

Your mark

the amazing spiderman.

lost backpacks. lab explosions. comic books. parkour. sarcasm. quick quips. exclamation points. breaking the fourth wall. science puns. skateboarding. late night patrols. skyscraperdiving. film cameras. layered clothing. fake glasses. no one seems to grasp the concept of the mask. record stores. record player. uncle ben’s vinyl collection. webshooters. naps on web-hammocks near the ceiling. phone out of battery.

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