You Wrote A Novel About A Demon Falling In Love With A Human. Then, You Summon A Demon In Order To Get

You wrote a novel about a demon falling in love with a human. Then, you summon a demon in order to get “real” feedback and constructive criticism. To your surprise, the demon laughs at your work.

I’m still not ready for this!!!

Enjoy :)

Reposting this because the previous one didn’t work on mobile lmao

that helicopter scene from civil war with my heart will go on as music

so i saw something like this almost two years ago but i couldn’t find it again when i wanted to show it to a friend so i made it myself.

Masterlist

My attempt at a Masterlist not pretty but until I figure that part out here is what I got. ENJOY!!

SHORT STORIES

Worst Day Ever

Belated Birthday

My Girl

Why Just Why

What’s Mine is Yours

SERIES

I’ll Be Here Series 

Steve X Reader

PT 1

PT 2

PT 3

Epilogue

Am I Enough Series 

Bucky X Reader

PT 1

PT 2

PT 3

PT 4

PT 5

PT 6

PT 7

PT 8

PT 9

PT 10

PT 11

PT 12

PT 13

PT 14

PT 15

PT 16

PT17

PT 18

PT 19

PT 20

Epilogue

Start of Something New 

Bucky X Reader

Prologue

PT 1

PT 2

PT 3

PT4

PT 5

PT 6 

PT 7

Mission Gone Wrong

PT 1

PT 2

PT 3

What’s Mine is Yours

Bucky X Reader

Summary: This is based on the song “What’s Mine is Yours” by Kane Brown. I really loved this song and I hope you enjoy this fic. 

It was just another day, rather routine, and to him, it was becoming the norm. Bucky rolled out of bed, preparing for his run with Steve. He didn't have to worry about being quiet as you were out of town visiting family. A small twang went through him at not being able to kiss you good morning, something he was quite fond of now.

The run was fast and focused, the usual banter that was passed was now met with silence as Bucky set a grueling pace for himself. He wouldn't admit it to anyone but himself, but he was trying to distract himself from your absence. It really didn't work all that well, especially when it ended with Sam just complaining more about ‘stupid super soldiers’.

His shirt was plastered to his chest when he entered his room. Usually, as long as you were awake, you would cat call him, letting him know just how hot you found him. He chuckled, hearing your voice as he pulls his shirt off, getting ready to shower.

Emerging he reaches for a towel only to find your bra hanging on the hook. The towels have fallen to the floor, grumbling he dries off and steps out going to the sink. He finds your makeup and hair things spread all over his counter seeming to take up every inch of space. How one person could have so much is beyond him, especially when you took a bunch with you on your trip. What made it more astounding was that this was his room. You had your own just down the hall.  He should be frustrated at the mess but instead, he finds a smile forming on in face instead. You have somehow managed to worm your way into his life and into his heart as well.

After dressing, he heads to the kitchen to start breakfast. He starts cracking eggs and putting the coffee pot to boil, the bread in the toaster. When the toaster pops he carefully removes a slice before putting it down again to toast a little longer. He pauses as he goes to place it on the plate realizing that he was preparing it just the way you liked it. This seemed to be a reoccurring thing the first day after you leave, he just automatically starts doing things and realizing that he didn’t need to. It was either, him being very intuned with how you worked or as Clint and Sam would put it, he was whipped. He really didn’t care what they thought, he was sure though that you put a smile on his face and he wouldn’t give up a single moment of it.

He could hear your key sliding into the lock. His back tensed as he waited for the moment you would finally open the door and see him. Sweat formed on his brow as you finally released your bag, calling out to him. He didn’t reply but as you throw your shoes off. You finally rounded the corner. He met your eyes and his heart started to fill and exploded with feelings. He had set up the room perfectly, candles arranged on almost every surface. Flowers were in a vase next to him along with a bottle of champagne. He could tell you were taking it all in and couldn’t find any words based on the slight quirk in your eyebrow. He decided he would do all the talking for the moment.

He lowered himself to one knee.

Take this ring

Forever now

'Til death do us apart

And take this vow

What's mine is yours

Every breathe I take, every choice I make

It might sound crazy

All my pain, washed away, in the blink of an eye

What's mine is yours

Every breathe I take, every choice I make

It might sound crazy

All my pain, washed away, in the blink of an eye

Yeah, you saved me

You got all of me and I don't need it anymore

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Mission Gone Wrong PT 4

A/N: I’m not dead!! I have had the worst case of writer's block but I have pushed through and written something decent. I shall be updating my other story soonish. 

Warnings: None, just some shenanigans.  

It was the glint in his eye that got you curious and letting Bucky lead you out of the room. He slinked down the hallway keeping to one side, scanning the who area as if someone would come out at any moment and ruin the surprise. 

Moving silently, he weaved back and forth, hugging one wall before moving to the other. It dawned on you just how cat-like Bucky was in real life. Maybe he was a cat in a past life, you thought as you followed as quietly as possible. As you approached, Bucky slunk down closer to the floor, you quickly crouched down behind him sticking to the wall. 

You could see a majority of the gym from your position. The others were still at practice, struck once again in awe at their movements you couldn’t break your gaze until you felt a hand on your leg. Drawing your gaze to meet him, he pushed himself up on that paw closing the distance between your faces. 

“You ok there?” He cocked his head slightly. Silent awe from you went out as you nodded your head. 

“Yeah I just, I was just thinking how great they were in human form but how well they adapted to bring animals.” You break your eyes away as you feel a blush grace your face at such a sappy answer. 

“They are pretty cool, but then they act like animals most days so it must be second nature to them.” He looked back at them. You couldn’t help the snort but he sounded so resigned and ashamed by this fact.  “You good now?” 

“Yeah, so what’s the plan?” 

“This is where it gets fun. Let’s start with Sam.” You shake your head, of course, it was Sam it was never, not Sam. He was currently doing laps in the air dipping up and down during some. “Make him do a barrel roll, but into the wall.” 

“Really?” You lift an eyebrow

“Well duh, I want to see his face, but also he needs an attitude check.” His eyes don’t leave the panda as he swooped and jumped between beams, waiting for you to decide. 

You send the signal and watch as Sam turns with a look of absolute horror on his face smacking into the wall. It was almost like a cartoon as he slid and landed in a heap on the floor. The others rushed over, concern and confusion written on their faces. They begin to question what happened. 

“I don’t know one moment I was just flying along with the next I had the urge to just spin, the next thing I know I’m smacking into the wall and then the floor.”  He is shaking his head trying to figure out what happened. 

Bucky is downright cackling. It’s kind of weird. It’s not a sound you would expect from a cat. You can’t help but catch on. Unfortunately, it draws everyone’s eyes you blush but Bucky has an evil grin. 

Sam’s eyes narrowed as he focused in on the two of you. Lifting one wing he pointed toward Bucky, “YOU, You did this to me.” 

Bucky met his stare head-on and merely shrugged. “How could I have done it, lord knows you don’t listen to anyone.” 

“Oh no, you used (Y/N). Don’t know how but you must have twisted her mind made her do your bidding. Poor, sweet (Y/N) used for such evil.” Sam fake cried mourning the loss of your “innocence”. 

You, on the other hand, were trying to keep yourself from laughing. As much as you felt embarrassed by being caught, it had been rather funny doing it. Based on everyone else, they felt the same. Their shoulders were shaking. Some like Tony and Wanda had turned away each with a paw over their mouths to keep from laughing out loud. 

“See, your evil spreading to others.” You were pretty sure at this point Sam was on the verge of crying for real. 

You walk slowly over to him and scoop him up into your arms. Gently you start to rub your fingers down his head and over his back making small circles. Sam started to preen loving the way your fingers felt working through his fur 

He was leaning into you more and more. “What do you say? Forgive me?” 

“I… I guess. I mean that sounds like a good idea. Just don’t stop.” 

“Hey bird brain, you need a moment to yourself.” Tony came over and looked up and the two of you. 

“Don’t be jealous, you don’t know what this is like. (Y/N) really knows how to work these fingers.” 

“Please don’t say it like that.” You weren’t sure if your face could get any hotter. “It’s just a pet. I’m just petting him.”

Tony jumped on the opportunity to tease you. Jumping on your shoulder, wrapping his tail around your neck to stabilize himself. “Oh so is this a free service for everyone? Put me in the queue.” 

“Once again that is not what is happening.” You practically shout. You gently set Sam back on the ground and made sure that he was stable. 

“Are you sure? I could use a good scratching. And maybe when I’m back to being human, there is another itch you can scratch.” Tony rubbed his head against yours curling into your body. 

Suddenly he has tackled off you. Bucky had him pinned under him. A hiss emanating from him. 

“Don’t be gross, Tony. (Y/N) has better taste than settling for you.” Nat said winding her way up to your arm gently. Out of habit, you ran your hand along her spine, she gently constricted, sending tremors through you. She wound farther up giving you more access to her. “Woah, never mind. If someone doesn’t claim her I certainly will. She really does have magic hands.”

“Ok people, let's break it up.” Steve had his mom voice on in full effect. “Bucky let Tony go. Nat, Sam, stop embarrassing (Y/N), I’m sure she has many benefits being able to talk and work with animals. Let’s not send her running away because you all just want a pet.” 

“Fine!” They all break off heading toward the door. Bucky jumps back into your arms and lets you carry him.

“He’s just jealous that you haven’t pet him yet.” You giggle, sending Bucky straight into purring again.   

Your arms are quickly filled with another furry animal. Pietro shoved Bucky out by squeezing between you and him. Bucky’s angry meow fell to the floor. “Hey, baby you can control me anytime you want.” He rubbed his head against the bottom of your chin. You couldn’t help the chuckle that escaped you.

“Is that right? And pray to tell what did you have in mind?” You had always enjoyed listening to Pietro especially when he was in a flirty mood. You hadn’t been on the receiving end too often but when you did it sent you into a flurry of giggles, like a freaking school girl on her first crush. 

“Oh, just you wait. Maybe a snuggle or I could even catch you a mouse if you wanted. Or you could wait a little longer and when I’m human you let me take you out on a date.” The smirk on his face had you back to giggling. 

“As much as I would appreciate that, I’m sure Jessica wouldn’t like that. It is Jessica, right? Or was that last week and now its Christina? I get so confused with your little parade of women.” You scratch beneath his chin forcing his eyes to close in pure enjoyment. 

“They mean nothing to me. Nothing not if I can have you in my life.” He hummed while pressing down on your fingers for a harder feel.

“Excuse me if I don’t hold my breath.” You set him back on the floor as you reach your room. You step in wanting some privacy to shower from the small herd you have following you. “Oh and Pietro? You might want to run. I don’t think he appreciated being shoved to the floor.”

Pietro glanced over his shoulder to see Bucky crouched low to the ground, silently approached him from behind. Pietro jumps startled and takes off down the hall Bucky close on his heels.

Man, this was working out to be quite an interesting week. The one thing you can say though is you were learning new things about this team and in turn growing closer by the hour. 

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