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 200 Celebration Writing Challenge

Again a massive thank you to all of you beautiful people who helped me reach this goal! And to @criminal-cookies for this beautiful banner! Love you bro<3

My Rules(PLEASE READ THEM ALL):

-You don’t have to be following me (but it would be nice) so everyone can participate

-Please reblog to help signal boost!

-Send an ask with the prompt and the character you’ll be writing please so I can keep track

-TAG: #Laura200 and @justmebeingtheweirdmeiam

-You can write for ANY marvel character (and it doesn’t have to be x reader)

-NO p*do, inc*est or noncon/dubcon

- One person per prompt, AS MANY PROMPTS AS YOU WANT AS LONG AS YOU DO THEM ALL!

-You can interpret the songs however you like (lyrics or tone).

-Please add a read more if it exceeds 500 words

-It can be a social media au or one-shot or a series or drabble tbh

-Tag accordingly and if you have any questions don’t be afraid to ask me 

-Bolded works have been completed

-Please don`t forget to use trigger warnings!

-Due date is May 28th! So plenty of time because I want to read ALL of them.

Dialogue Prompts:

“I’ll feel much better if you let me walk you home.”

“I wanted to say “I love you” for the first time without stuttering, but that failed.”

“Apparently all our friends have a bet going that we end up together.” @criminal-cookies​ with Sam

“you make me feel alive. for the first time ever, I feel like I can breathe” @becausewhyknotme​ with Carol

“no. the moment you saw me as a bet was the moment you fucked up.”  @sebbbystaaan​ with Sam

“If you don’t hug me right now I think I might fall apart.” @mushyjellybeans with Bucky

“I swear, if you say another word, I’ll leave.”

“That ship has sailed. I’ve had my one great love already”

“Would you just shut up and listen to me for two goddamn seconds?!” @imma-new-soul​ with Sam

“if I asked you to stay, would you?” 

“Never trust a man whose smile steals the breath right from your lungs.” @imma-new-soul​ with Bucky

“I’m not a damsel in distress. I’m a damsel doing damage.” @nekoannie-chan​ with Bruck Rumlow

“You couldn’t handle me even if I came with instructions.” @criminal-cookies​ with Sam

“Where have you been all my life?” “hiding from you”  @kitkatd7​ with Bucky

“shut up with all that soulmate shit”

“All I wanted was a happy ending.”

“Mistakes are easily made in the moment. Apologies are not.”

“I don’t want to feel this way anymore.” @mushyjellybeans​ with Bucky

“My emotions have been turbulent for so long, I’m not sure how to react.”

“My heart tells me to kiss you, my head tells me to walk away.”

“I don’t want material belongings! I want my heart back!”

“Until you can return the time I wasted on you, I don’t want anything to do with you.” 

“Grief is natural they say. So is death. I don’t want either.”

Song Prompts:

High Hopes by Panic! at The Disco

Where do I go by Anna Blue

Pretty Girl by Maggie Lindemann

Colors by Halsey

High Hopes by Kodaline

All of me by John Legend

Voices by Against the Current

Body like a back road by Sam Hunt

Jar of Hearts by Christina Perri

Exhale by Sabrina Carpenter

Heat of the Moment by Asia

Middle of the night by the Vamps

Never gonna give you up by Rick Astley

I wanna get better by Against the Current

Come on Eileen by Dexys Midnight Runners

What I need by Hayley Kiyoko

Point of no return by Sunrise Avenue

Wonderwall by Oasis

Winter by Tori Amos

Killer in the Mirror by Set it off

Blitzkrieg Bop by Ramones

Endlessly by the Cab @official-and-unstable-satan

Highway to Hell by AC/DC taken by @theladyoffangorn​ (Clint/Bucky)

Movie/Series/Book Quotes Prompts:

Stop waiting for life to be easy. Stop waiting for someone to save you. @itsunclebucky​

People say that they love you but what they mean is that they love how loving you makes them feel about themselves.

A: No weapons. No friends. No hope. Take all that away, and what is left? B: Me.  @nekoannie-chan​ with Bruck Rumlow

I want to date, and shop, and hang out, and save the world from unspeakable evil. You know, girly stuff.

Do you think that I care for you so little that betraying me would make a difference?

What`s the point of being grown-up if you can`t be childish sometimes?

I once planned your murder. @jamesbchnnn​ with Bucky

A: I`m afraid that if I close my eyes when I open them I`m going to be back in that car, buried, running out of air. B: Ok, then you should come home with me. When you open your eyes, I`ll be there.

There is no pretending, I love you until I die, and if there´s a life after that, I`ll love you then. @imma-new-soul​

I am stunningly attractive.

I`m going to do what I want to do. I`m going to be who I really am. And I`m going to figure out what that really is.

You can`t just sit there and put everyone`s lives ahead of yours and think that counts as love.

Sometimes I feel like I`m stuck on a Ferris wheel.

Everyone deserves a great love story.

We`re all going to hell might as well enjoy the ride.

Nobody cares that you`re broken.

A: I have a salsa emergency. B: The condiment or the dance? I am equipped for both. 

I`m sorry I let you believe I was someone I`m not.

Don`t let your head get in the way of your heart.

I do feel better knowing you`ve suffered a little.

At the end of the day, you`re a garden rose, and that bitch is a weed.  @nekoannie-chan​ with Bruck Rumlow

A lot of people are stupid and still live full, productive lives.

I`ve wanted to look different because after everything I`ve been through I wanted to feel different. But it`s like you guys want me to go back to the same who I was before.

Permanent Taglist:  @criminal-cookies​ @becausewhyknotme ​ @theladyoffangorn ​ @officialtonystarkprotectionsquad ​ @disasterbuckley ​ @sandyclaws ​ @imma-new-soul ​ @mushyjellybeans ​ @fangirl-introvert ​ @wemisshim3000 ​ @ihatetomatoes3000 ​ @writingforhoursonend ​​

Confession || Doctor Strange x Reader

Summary: You are Strange's apprentice. You happen to be in love with him. One day you find a courage to inform him about your feelings.

Warnings: none

Words: 1364

Authors: Cass

A/N: Story written for @justmebeingtheweirdmeiam​ writing challenge. My Prompt was: “I wanted to say “I love you” for the first time without stuttering, but that failed.”

Another day seemed so boring from the very beginning, yet you had promised yourself that you will no cross it out before the end.

Being an apprentice of doctor Strange himself wasn't an easy task to perform.

The man was moody, and sometimes you were having enough of him. Yet no matter how hard he was on you, you were always coming back to him. It occasionally felt like babysitting a child that lacks of self-control though.

That day couldn't get any worse, you though to yourself after getting downstairs to the large room filled with books. You froze as soon as you passed the threshold. A huge pile of new books was awaiting on the long, wooden desk. Of course, he left me the worst job to do, as always, you though, closing eyes shut for a brief moment.

Then, you started to catalogue the books.

"I can see you finally decided to get up and start your duties, Y/N." Stephen said walking into the room.

Stephen took you from Kamar-Taj after everything that happened. You were a promising student, so promising that the Ancient One herself was training you but after she was gone you were left all alone. He didn't want you to stay there.

He was hard on you and it was completely on purpose, Stephen tried to do whatever you could to make you work hard on yourself and your skills.

You stopped yourself from snapping back in a response, instead you nodded your head slightly. "I'm sorry, Master Strange, I sat too long with a book yesterday's evening and I overslept," breif information was recited smoothly like you would have prepared it before. "As I can see, you've gotten new books for our library, Master."

"I told you to not call me Master, I am indeed your teacher but we aren't in Kamar-Taj anymore," Stephen looked at pile of books, nodding. "I got the for you, those should be fine for your level of knowledge. They are perfect unless you sleep while reading them." He joked, teasing you.

Stephen's cloak floated to you slowly and looked over your shoulder on all of the gathered books.

You petted the cloak gently like you would be petting a little bunny. "Where should I put them? Am I free to decide or do you have some idea?," You asked Strange not looking at him.

You felt his glance on your features, but you didn't dare to give him a look. "Do you want me to bring you the manuscripts I've found in the library recently?"

He nodded, looking at you. "Yeah, that would be nice. I need to take a look at them."

Stephen knew about your feelings torward him, he spend a lot of this with you and he wasn't blind but afterall he could be mistaken. That's why he never did any move when it comes to you, he Stephen waited at you.

"And you can even take them to your room. Like I said, I got the books just for you. I already have read them."

"Of course, Stephen," you told him.

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Moving books to your room took you almost an hour. Some of them were pretty heavily, and even with the help offered by cloak, the job was hard.

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At the evening, after you finished your meditation session, you've gathered the manuscripts and headed towards Stephen's chamber.

Stephen was busy when you came to his room, so only his cloak floated toward you and wrapped itself around you in a greeting movement.

Strange flipped the page and looked up from his book, rubbing his eyes. "Ah, the manuscripts. I forgot about them." He muttered, sitting straight in his seat. "Thank you, Y/N. Without your help I would get lost long time ago."

You nodded briefly and smiled at him. "Don't say that, you would manage well even without me."

"You think so? Because I am more than sure you are really wrong." He chuckled and closed the book to pay full attention to you.

You put the manuscripts on the top of his desk and took a step backwards. "You're a great Doctor Strange. You're the Stone Protector," you sounded like you would be lecturing him.

Stephen laughed. "I may be a stone protector but I am not a doctor anymore. Not a real one, that's for sure, this kinda ended up my career." He said looking at his hands. "Or maybe it was my stupidity. That's why I make sure to work hard on you."

"I think it wasn't a stupidity but rather a high self-esteem and uppity nature...," You told him trying your best to keep your face straight.

Stephen smiled at you but then he leaned his elbows on the desk. "You know, I noticed a shift in your behaviour."

"A shift on my behaviour?," You asked and tilted your head, crossing arms behind your back. "I am afraid I don't understand."

"And who told you that?" He simply asked, looking at you with a frown. "Why I wouldn't be keen on my own idea?" Stephen smiled mysteriously.

You frowned and cocked your brow. "It was your.... I thought... The Ancient One... Her idea was..."

"Her plan was to teach you, indeed. She couldn't predict that all of this will happen." Stephen shrugged. "I took you here because I didn't want you to stay at Kamar-Taj alone."

He cares for me, he really does, you thought to yourself, and placed hand to your chest. "I understand, sir..."

"I took you in, even if I am not a good teacher. I didn't want you to waste your potential and I didn't really want to be alone here though." Stephen explained.

You nodded. "I understand." You bowed head a little and walked back to the door to leave his chamber, yet you stopped with palm placed on the doorknob. "Stephen...," You turned your head towards him.

Stephen took one of the manuscripts and looked at it briefly before his attention returned to you. "What is it, Y/N?"

"There's something you need to know...," You whispered and turned towards him fully. “I wanted to say “I love you” for the first time without stuttering, but that failed... So I'll tell you now... I think I'm in love with you..."

"Come here, young apprentice." He told you simply.

You walked to him trying to hide the blush but failed on that.

Strange got up from his seat and grabbed your hand. "I was hoping you will say that because I can say that you're dear to me too, Y/N."

"No!," You pulled your hand out of his grasp. "Impossible. You're an important figure while I am no one."

Stephen looked at you surprised, he did not expect such a reaction. "Does it really matter who are we? If not the stone I would be no one."

"You're someone even before the Stone," you told him in a serious tone. "You were saving people's lives, and now you're the protector of the Stone. And I am here only because our destinies were somehow tangled together by a coincidence...," You looked down to your feet.

"So... You know those are our destinies, yet you refuse to accept them? Am I really that bad, Y/N?" Before Stephen could say or do anything the cloak wrapped itself tightly around you two as if it was happy.

The sudden movement of the cloak made you giggle nervously.

The material tightened around two of you, pushing you closer to one another, so in the end you had to wrap your arms around Stephen's waist.

"Cloak! You're incorrigible!," You chuckled softly, and gasped through parted lips as you smelled Stephen's cologne.

Stephen laughed and wrapped his arms tightly around your waist, pulling you closer. "Well, I think the cloak doesn't care what we think. It just wants us to be together, and be aware that the cloak isn't the only one that think like this."

You dared to tap his nose. "We'll see what future holds for us," you told him as you slipped out from his embrace. You stopped by the door. "Good night, Stephen. Don't be long, another day is about to come."

The one who tears the love apart ||Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: After being hurt by Bucky, you need to find a way to move on. 

Warnings: none

Words: 1395

Authors: Rouge

A/N: it was a great pleasure to me to participate in @justmebeingtheweirdmeiam​ ​ writing challenge. Congratulations on your milestone! My prompt was the song "Jar of hearts" by Christina Perri.

I remember everything.

My heart pounded with apprehension as I watched him kissing that woman. She was sitting onto his lap, his arms were wrapped around her waist in a tight grasp. Her fingers were tangled with his hair strands.

"Bucky...," I whispered quietly knowing how tremulous my voice was at time.   He glanced back at me as if he wasn't interested in my presence in the flat at all. "You've came back earlier," Bucky replied while the other woman kissed along his jawline, looking at me like as at a bug.

"What the hell! Who's she?!," I'd managed to raise my voice, yet still I sounded like an angry baby. "What the hell is going on here?!"

"Calm down, Y/N," Bucky waved his hand. "This is Vicky. A friend from work."

"You're making out with a fucking friend from work in our flat?!," I've screamed. "How dare you?!"

"Cool down," he repeated. "It does mean nothing to me."

"Do I mean nothing to you?," She straighten her back and got off his lap. "You've said something else half an hour ago!" Bucky threw her a glance which could have been interpreted as ​shut up ​ . "I didn't promise you anything, little one," he snapped as he has gotten up.

"Dick!," She gathered her bag and coat and left the flat, passing me by.

I blinked in disbelief. How Bucky could have behaved in such a manner? It was beyond comprehension. "What the fuck was that?," I've asked again.

"C'mon," he rolled his eyes and pulled pack of cigarettes out of pocket of his jeans. "I told you, it was nothing."

I've been knowing Bucky for a year and we've been a thing for three months by then. He was a very problematic person; his demons were haunting him constantly. He couldn't find peace, and I was considering it as a main reason of his awfully selfish behaviour.  Many times I've witnessed him flirting openly with other girls but I loved him too hardly to leave him behind. But that was it, I've reached my limit. Then he crossed every line possible.

"You're kissing other girl, and you call this nothing?," I've asked, being dangerously close to burst into tears.

He inhaled the smoke and shook the ash off, right onto the wooden floor. "Are you going to reproach me my directness, darling?," Bucky asked casually, leaning his side against the wall. "I don't recall promising you that you're the one and only to me."

Bucky's words were bitter and have hurt me very much. "Why are you so… so cruel?," I've asked simply feeling like a single tear was rolling down my cheek.

"Doll, we had an obvious deal," Bucky shrugged, "We had goddamn fine sex but I haven't told you that I want a relationship of any kind. Sorry. I thought it was clear for you."

"It wasn't, as you can see," I clenched my teeth. I turned around and left the shared flat as I couldn't hold my tears ant longer, and the last thing I needed that time was him seeing me crying like a baby.

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Two months have passed.

I haven't been in touch with Bucky since the day I left once our flat.  

He called me few times but I haven't answered any of his calls. I've heard from our common friends that he was desperate to get along with me again. He used to tell them about how much he loved me, how much he missed me.

But I didn't care anymore.

Until that one particular day…

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I still remember it well.

I've met him by accident, at evening, in the park, when I was getting back from work to the flat I shared with Natasha.

I was talking with her on the phone. It was a casual conversation about what to order for a dinner. I insisted on having a sushi while she wanted to have some pasta.

"... so if you want it so badly, screw it, I can agree on pasta today then," I giggled. "​You're the fucking best, Y/N!, ​ " Natasha sounded so happy. "Oh, you can be sure I'll remind you this next time you complain about me being a shitty friend, Nat," I said in a serious tone, and it was when I spotted Bucky.

He was sitting on the bench, hood on, cigarette put between his lips, hands hidden in his pockets. Even if some part of me shouted ​don't do this ​ , I couldn't pass him by without saying a word. "Okay Nat, see you at home then," I said to the phone before ending the call and shifting the device into my purse. I took a deep breath and approached him. "Hey, Buck."

He raised his head and looked at me. Within blink of an eye his face lit up, he almost jumped. "Y/N! It's good to see you! I've been trying to call you."

"Yeah, I know," I responded. "May I?," I added, pointing on the bench.

He nodded, shifting aside to make a room for me.

"How have you been?," I asked simply.

"Okay," Bucky shrugged. "Devastated." I nodded in silence. "​I heard you're asking all around if I was anywhere to be found​." Bucky gave me a brief nod. "True. But no one has wanted to share your new number with me," he looked me in the eyes.  

I opened my mouth to remind him how much he had hurt me few weeks earlier but he raised his metal limb a little, in a gesture that was supposed to silence me.

"Please," his whisper sounded more like a beg.  

So I allowed him to speak.

"I know I had hurt you like no one else did, and I really regret," Bucky said. "Only when you left, I realized how much I've lost," he lowered his head. "But there's nothing I could do back then. You were gone, and even if I tried to contact you, you never responded to my messages and calls. So I thought I should leave you alone. You gave me everything I've never had. And I fucked. I know, I didn't deserve a second chance."

I remained silent for a longer while. His confession hurt me even more than his actions. Taking the fact I knew how hard his life was, I felt bad about treating him the way I did. "​I have grown too strong to ever fall back in your arms​," I replied shortly. "Im sorry, Bucky."

"Y/N… Would you at least try to consider us getting back together?," He asked openly. He gave me a look and I saw tiny sparkles of hope within his eyes. It almost broke my heart. 

"Bucky…," I started, "You were ​runnin' 'round leaving scars​ ,and ​tearing love apart​," I gasped sadly. "​You don't get to get me back​ . It's over. There won't be us as a couple anymore. But we still can be friends, if you want," I offered, with heavy heart.

I saw how sad Bucky was at time but it was the only right decision I could have made.

I put my palm to his arm. "It's time for me." I got up and improved the stripe of my purse.

He got up as well and sighed. "Can I hug you at least?"

I nodded.

Bucky embraced me fondly and squeezed me tight. I would lie if I say I didn't like it. I did. Oh, so much.  It was so good to smell his perfumes again, it was oh so good to feel his warmth radiating to my body.  

It was when I dared to do something he didn't expect. So didn't I.

I looked up at him when his grasp loosened, I cupped his face in my palms, I climbed on my tiptoes and placed a long, passionate kiss to his full, rough lips. My lips crushed on his, and, dear God, it felt so good.  He hummed in appreciation and tightened his grasp around my waist again, giving kiss back.

Finally, when I broke the kiss, I looked him in the eyes. "Just so you know what you have lost."

After these words I slipped out of his formerly solicitous arms, and left. Without saying a word.   I knew I was playing hard, nevertheless​ it was a lesson he needed to learn ​ .