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Sometimes we also run out of ideas as well. I find that to be one of my biggest ongoing issues.

Just a reminder that fanfic authors don't owe you anything.

Sometimes updates are going to take fucking forever.

Sometimes fanfic writers are gonna stop writing because the fandom/story/etc. no longer brings them the same joy.

Sometimes books aren't gonna get finished.

and while It's okay to feel heartbroken or upset that these things have happened, you need to remember that these people aren't being paid for what they do. They're not gaining anything that means they have to finish what they started. They're doing this because they find joy in it

and sometimes that joy fades.

Seems about right, ya

I love this

incorrect topgun: maverick quotes pt. 327

-adopted mitchell!reader talking to mav-

y/n: dad, i think i'm gonna get my pilot's license. i've already got a driver's license and a cosmetology license, that's two of the big five licenses.

mav: the big five licenses?

y/n: driver's license, cosmetology license, pilot's license, fishing license, and… license to kill! i can't wait to get that one.

Thanks for tagging me! Unfortunately I don't have anyone to tag at the moment.

𝐑𝐄𝐂 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐂𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓!

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Always Be Here|Bucky Barnes x Reader

A scream rips through your throat as you shoot forward. Your body is shaking and covered in a cold sweat. Your heart is beating fast, and your eyes are filled with unshed tears. A sob escapes your lips as you lay back down and curl into a ball. You hear your door open, but you don't make any effort to see who it is.

"Oh doll," you hear a familiar voice sigh. "B-bucky" you sob. He climbs into the bed with you and pulls you into his chest. He wraps his arms around your waist and holds you close to him. "It's okay doll, I'm right here," he says softly. You hide your face in the crook of his neck and cling to him like your life depends on it. "Buck, I was so scared," you croak out. "I know doll, I'm here now. I'll always be here" he says before kissing your forehead.

Eventually, you calm down enough to talk normally. "I'm tired of these nightmares, Buck" you sigh. "They just don't seem to go away." Bucky looks at you with sympathetic eyes. "I know, sweetheart. I used to get them all the time, too. Have you talked to anyone about them?" You shake your head. You never wanted to bother anyone with your problems, so you always kept your nightmares to yourself. Bucky sighs and holds you tighter. "Oh doll, you need to talk to someone. Even if it's just me. I'll always be here for you."

The two of you stay like that for the rest of the night, and you eventually fall back asleep, with Bucky by your side, keeping the nightmares away.

🌹🌹🌹🥰🥰🥰

Thank you!

Helpless|Steve Rogers x Reader

One look from across the room was all it took for you to fall for Steve Rogers. He was captivating in every way. His aura of leadership and kindness was what caught your attention the most. He was always polite to you and always willing to help whenever you were struggling with something.

Over the course of time, your feelings for him grew, although you never told anyone. You were too embarrassed to confess your feelings to the captain. You didn't think he could ever like you back, and you felt a bit helpless.

That all changed on a calm evening. The rest of the team and you were gathered in Tony's personal cinema, watching a movie that you all had picked out. You weren't paying attention for the most part, too caught up in your own thoughts to focus on the movie, and Steve caught this. He looked at you with concern and placed a hand on your shoulder.

"Are you alright?" he asked quietly. You sighed and shook your head. He took your hand and lead you out of the room. Once you were out of the room, he had let go of your hand and put his hands on your shoulders, looking you deep in the eyes. "What's going on? You know you can talk to me" he spoke softly. Tears welled up in your eyes and you shook your head. "Steve it's embarrassing" you muttered. He sighed and pulled you into his chest.

He held you like that for a few minutes before pulling away, looking in your eyes again. "Whatever it is, you can tell me. You know I won't judge you." You sighed and turned your head away from him. You spoke so softly; he almost didn't hear you. "I love you, Steve. As more than a friend." His face flushed a soft pink, and a smile broke out on his face. He pulled you in close and leaned in. "Can I kiss you?" he asked. You nodded, and his lips were soon on yours.

The kiss was soft, yet passionate. His lips were soft and warm. You wrapped your arms around his neck, and he wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you in closer. The two of you pulled back for air after a few minutes.

"I love you, too" he whispered, before kissing you again.

Anxiety Attack|Tony Stark x Reader

TW: mentions of anxiety and a small mention of PTSD

Living with anxiety isn't easy. It affects your daily life when it gets really bad. Fortunately, your boyfriend Tony doesn't know about your struggles with anxiety, so it isn't a burden to him. For the most part, your relationship with the billionaire has had barely any anxiety attacks on your part. Of course, with Tony having PTSD, he's had his fair share of anxiety and panic attacks, but he doesn't know that you struggle with them as well.

So, as you sit on your shared bed while rocking back and forth, hands in your hair, eyes shut tight, chest heaving up and down as you hyperventilate, you pray that he doesn't walk in. Unfortunately, you hear the door open, footsteps approaching you, and a loud sob escapes your lips. Familiar arms wrap themselves around you and pull you into his lap. You wrap your arms around his neck, shoving your face into the crook of his neck, and cry as he holds you.

A few minutes pass and you finally calm down. A few sniffles here and there, but you've finally calmed down. Neither you or Tony say anything for a while. He silently holds you and you lay your head against his shoulder.

"How long?" he asks. "Since I was a kid. I didn't tell you because I didn't want to burden you" you say quietly. You hear him sigh and push you back enough to look you in your eyes. His thumb wipes away a stray tear that cascades down your face. "Never, ever think you are a burden to me, sweetheart. Alright? I love you and I want to be here for you, just as you have for me." You nod and he pulls you close again.

That's how the two of you stay for the rest of the night. You in his arms and him holding you.

Poe Dameron x Reader

A/N: Sorry for yet another Poe fic, but I had this idea and needed to write it before I forgot it.

The day drags on with no word from your friend, Poe. He'd been sent on a mission to retrieve some information from the First Order, and no one's heard from him since. You feel the anxiety come on as the hours pass by. Finn and Rey take notice of how much you're worried and do their best to help.

"I'm sure he's fine, Y/N. Poe's pretty strong" Finn tells you. You sigh and sit down at the table with him and Rey, putting your head in your hands. "I know, I'm just worried about him. I don't want him to get hurt or captured" you say. Your two friends nod understandingly. Rey goes to speak but an alarm goes off, interrupting her. The three of you jump from your seats and rush to the hangar.

The rest of the base rushes to the hangar as well, making it hard to see what's going on. Eventually, you push to the front of the crowd, putting your hands on your hips and staring at the sky. A minute passes by before you see a familiar x-wing land in the hangar. Your shoulders drop in relief and your feet start moving before you can stop. Poe barely has time to prepare himself before you've launched yourself at him. He chuckles and wraps his arms around you, picking you up and spinning you around. You giggle and hold onto him tighter. He sets you down gently and puts his forehead against yours.

"I was worried about you" you whisper. He smiles gently and rubs your face gently with his thumb. "I told you I'd be fine, did I not?" You huff and roll your eyes. "Doesn't change the fact that I was worried" you grumble. He chuckles and you huff. The two of you cling to each other for another few minutes before finally pulling away. BB-8 nudges your leg, and you laugh, patting the droid a couple times.

You and Poe walk back to your shared quarters, hands intertwined with the others. BB-8 rolls behind the two of you, beeping happily. Happiness washes over you when you look at your boyfriend and his droid. You were glad he was back, safe and sound.

Poe Dameron x Reader

I love this gif

Jealousy courses through your veins as you watch a group of females continuously grab at Poe. Your friends, Finn and Rey, watch as you glare at the group of women from a distance, sipping your drink in silence. They glance at each other for a split second before turning their eyes back to you.

"You know, you could always tell Poe how you feel" Finn suggests. You grumble under your breath as a blush forms on your face. You shake your head and set your drink down. "He doesn't like me like that" you sigh. Finn and Rey roll their eyes and a smirk pops up on Rey's face when she gets an idea. She leans in and whispers the plan to Finn, a smirk now on his face as well. Rey makes an excuse to leave the table and walks over to Poe, pointing in your direction. You freeze as you watch Poe look over at you with his eyebrows furrowed.

He manages to escape the group of women surrounding him and walks over to you with Rey following behind. He shoots you a smile and sits next to you. You smile back quickly and then turn and squint at Finn and Rey.

"Rey told me you had something to tell me," Poe says. You choke on your drink and glare at Rey, blush on your face once again. She smirks evilly. "I, uh" you stutter as your friend looks at you with curiosity. "Oh, bloody hell, Y/N likes you" you hear Rey say before running off. Your eyes widen and your face turns beet red.

Poe looks at you with his eyebrows raised and arms crossed. You freeze in your chair and glare at the fading form of your friend running off. Poe clears his throat, catching your attention. Looking at him shyly, a sheepish grin grows on your face.

"Is this true?" you hear your friend ask. Sighing, you nod and stare down at your drink. He doesn't say anything, and it shatters your heart, thinking the friendship is ruined. He surprises you, however, when he gently grabs your chin and makes you look at him. A small smile is on his face as he looks down at you.

You feel your eyes widen as he leans in and they shut tightly when he places his lips onto yours. Your arms wrap around his neck and his hands find their way onto your waist, pulling you onto his lap. The world around the two of you seems to disappear as you get caught up in each other. Finn and Rey watch from a distance with smiles on their faces.

"At least the torture of the two of them dancing around each other is over," Rey says. Finn nods and smiles as the two of you pull apart and gaze at each other with love in your eyes.

NO BECAUSE ANAKIN WOULD SAY THAT-

Masterlist

Y/n: What's a word thats a mix between 'sad' and 'mad'?

Obi-Wan : Disgruntled, miserable, desolated-

Anakin: Smad.

NKOTB

I wanna take a sec to appreciate these boys. They're amazingly talented and wonderful people. Their music is soo amazing and I really love them!

Spill the beans y’all

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Jacob Black x Reader (this is just for jokes)

Walking towards the edge of the cliff, you sat down and let your legs dangle over the edge. You watched the waves crash against the shore, letting the sound calm you and bring a sense of peace after the long day you had.

School had been nothing but stressful and your dad didn't help any. He made you help him build the shed for his private times to do god knows what. It pissed you off, but you didn't feel like arguing so you did what you were told to do and then drove off in your truck right after.

Being alone always helped calm you after a long day. Sometimes you'd be with another person, Jacob to be exact, but today you wanted to be alone. Though, you were only alone for about half an hour before Jacob showed up. He sat right next to you and didn't say anything at first, enjoying the view alongside you.

"You seem upset. What happened?" You sighed and glanced at him. "School. School happened. And then my dad forced me to help him build his stupid shed that I'm not even going to be allowed in." He only watched you as you ranted. He could see how much the day had affected you.

After you finished ranting, he pulled you into his chest. You nuzzled your face into him, letting yourself finally relax after a tough day.

"Y/N, I-I have something to confess and I'm not entirely sure how you're gonna take it," He had said. You looked up at him from your position against his chest with concern and motioned for him to keep going. "You know how I'm a wolf and we imprint on our soulmates, right?" You nodded, waiting for him to continue.

He pushed you away gently to look into your eyes. Behind his, you found nothing but love, and slight fear as he looked at you. Your head tilted to the side in confusion, but you still said nothing. He sighed and brought a hand up to cup your cheek. You instinctively leaned into it.

"Y/N, I-how do I say this? You're my imprint." Your eyes widened, and he looked at you with worry. Then a wide grin made its way across your face, and you pulled him into a kiss. He immediately wrapped his arms around you, and pulled you closer.

"Thank god because I'm madly in love with you Jacob Black." He chuckled and kissed you again. "And I'm madly in love with you, too Y/N Y/L/N."

I totally agree!!!

i think it is time for us of in the lgbtq+ community to start acknowledging that everyone of any orientation can be attracted to nonbinary people. there are so many different ways to be nonbinary, we aren't all completely androgynous. some nonbinary people even want to be perceived as one of the binary genders. nonbinary isn't a third gender. nonbinary is a label that encompasses so many different people and experiences. you can't categorise us! and this extends to sexual identity!

Rick Grimes x Reader

Warning: This one is going to be pretty sad. So prepare yourself.

You and your boyfriend Rick were driving down the road and into town to get supplies for the group. The car ride was silent, both of you taking the chance to relax for a bit before having to run around, avoiding dangers.

The tress seemed to fly by as y'all drove. It was calming, not having to worry about running from a herd of walkers for the moment. You could tell Rick was pretty calm as well. He had a hand on your thigh as he drove, and a smile on his face. It cased you to smile as well.

Eventually, the calm had to end eventually, and the car slowed to a stop in front of a grocery store. You unbuckled your seatbelt, and unholstered your gun and cautiously exited the car, looking for any walkers in the area. Rick did the same thing.

The two of you quietly walked into the store, eyes scanning the interior. A few things scattered the shelves. Not too much, though. It looked like the grocery store was one of the first places to get hit in this town.

You and Rick go to the closest shelf, and grabbed anything that looked like it was still good. You did so quickly, but quietly, so you wouldn't draw attention to yourselves. However, you heard a groan behind you, and rolled your eyes in annoyance.

When you turned around, you didn't expect the walker to be anyone you knew. However, you saw that it was your little sister you had been looking for all that time. Tears filled your eyes as you drew out your knife.

"I'm sorry" You whispered as you stabbed her in the head. Her body dropped to the ground with a thud, and you put a hand over your mouth to hide the sob that escaped your lips. Rick ran over to you when he heard the sudden noise.

He looked down at the dead walker, and back up to you to see tears streaming down your face.

"Was this your little sister?" He asked. You only nodded your head, not wanting to make any further noise. He sighed, and brought you into a hug, letting you cry into his chest. His arms wrapped around you tightly, and he kissed your head in comfort.

"I think we should get out of here" He said. "Yeah. Yeah we should" You whispered back. Your eyes went back to your dead sisters body, before you picked up the bag full of supplies, and ran out of the store and into the car.

Neither one of you sad anything on the way back to the camp the group had set up. He knew you didn't want to talk, so he just held your hand, and rubbed his thumb over your knuckles as a way to let you know he was there for you.

Daryl Dixon x Reader

You were a lone wolf, like Daryl. You preferred to work on your own, and be left alone. That was, until you joined the group. They brought out your more social side, and sometimes, it scared you. You knew you were getting close to them, and you knew that people would start to drop. That's what seemed to happen every time you joined a group.

You thought you were bad luck, so for a while, you had considered leaving. You kept telling yourself that the group would be fine without you. That Daryl would be fine without you.

And then you changed your mind. Because of Daryl.

He had found you in your tent, packing your things. He stood there quietly at first, just watching you. He knew what you were doing, and he was there to stop it.

"Y/N" You squealed at the sound of his voice, not realizing that he was there. "Jesus Daryl, you scared the shit outta me. Can I help you with something?" He didn't respond at first, just stared into your eyes. "You're leaving, aren't you?" Your eyes dropped to the ground, and your shoulders dropped as well.

You nodded, refusing to make eye contact with the man.

"Y/N, look at me" He demanded. Your eyes filled with tears as you looked up at him. He looked down at you with anger filled eyes, which only made you feel worse about leaving. "Why? We save you, and you repay us by leaving" His voice raised with each word he said.

You stayed quiet until he was done, not wanting to make him any angrier. "I have to, Daryl. I don't belong here. I'm bad luck. If I leave now, maybe...maybe no one will get hurt." He stood there, mouth open in shock. He refused to believe that you truly believed that.

"You really believe that?" You nodded, and your eyes went back down to the ground again. He walked over to you, and put two fingers underneath your chin, and lifted you head to make you look into his eyes.

"Y/N, people are gonna get hurt or killed one way or another. It just happens, and there isn't anything we can do about it. It's no one's fault but the universes. You understand?" You nodded, and your lip began to quiver as tears started cascading down your face.

Daryl pulled you into a hug, swaying the both of you side to side, petting your hair to comfort you. "Please stay. The group needs you." He went quiet. "I need you" He whispered.

A sob escaped your lips, along with many apologies. He just hugged you tighter, and kissed your head.

"I promise I won't leave" You managed to get out before sobs took over once again. He didn't say anything, only gave a small smile.

He pushed you back gently, and looked you in your red, glossy eyes. He cupped your face with his hands, and brought his lips onto your own.

Your lips fit perfectly together, and your tongues clashed together in the small make-out session. Eventually, though, you had to pull back for air.

"I love you Y/N, and if you ever left" His voice wavered towards the end. He didn't have to finish the sentence for you to know what he meant. "I know. I love you too, and I promise I am not leaving. Not now, not ever."

After that, the two of you laid together on the mini bed you had made on the floor of your tent, enjoying one another's presence.

When you stop chasing the wrong things, you give the right things a chance to catch you.

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Daryl Dixon x Reader

The summer sun kissed your skin as you walked down the street, crossbow in your hands with an arrow loaded, ready to take down walkers or other humans if necessary. Nothing could be heard except the birds chirping, and gravel crunching beneath your feet. You then slow to a stop, and take out your canteen, taking a few sips of water, before continuing to wherever the hell you were going.

A few minutes passed and a motorcycle could be heard in the distance. You race to hid behind an abandoned car, not willing to be killed or kidnapped. The roar of the motorcycle got louder as it got closer to you. You put your finger on the trigger of your crossbow, ready to fire if needed.

Soon you heard the motorcycle come to a stop not far from the car you were hiding behind. Heavy footsteps were heard approaching the car you were behind. Soon a man popped out right in front of you, and you both quickly raised your crossbows, pointing directly at each other.

“Who are you?” The man asked, his crossbow still pointing at you. “Y/N, and you?” “Daryl Dixon” was his response. Slowly, you lowered your crossbow, realizing the man wasn’t gonna hurt you. If he was, he would’ve done it by now. Daryl also lowered his crossbow.

It was silent for a minute before he spoke up. “You got a group?” You shook your head no. It went silent again before he started asking questions. “How many walkers have you killed?” “Too many to count” “How many people have you killed?” “One” “Why?” “They uh, got bit and asked me too.” Darly nodded, pleased with your responses.

“I got a group not too far from here if you’d like to come.” You nodded, and followed him to his motorcycle. He hopped on first, you climbing on behind him, wrapping your arms around his waist.

The two of you took off not long after, heading towards what would become your new home.