Can’t Wait For My Laptop To Explode When The Unus Annus Channel Gets Deleted. OH- Actually Maybe Mark

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Let Me Come Home - Part 6

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Y/N

Length: 4.5k

Warnings: adult language, ANGST, angst, & aNgSt

Summary: Memories of the night before come rushing back as you wake in your own bed. Today is your last day in your hometown and it seems like you can’t get out fast enough. Will things remain left unsaid between you and Bucky?

A/N: I just about died writing this part there’s just SO. MANY. FEELINGS. I wanted to hurry up and get this out because I know you guys have been patiently waiting (I still can’t believe how many of you actually enjoy my writing) but I also wanted to take the time to make it good for you guys! I hope you enjoy it and let me know what you think! If you want to be added to the taglist let me know! (not my gif below)

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The heavy smell of breakfast being made and dishes clattering downstairs brought you to consciousness and the memory of what took place last night along with it. Your eyes swept over your old room, eyes sore from you constantly rubbing them. They felt puffy still as you squinted at the light pouring in from the window. You shifted to your side as you curled up in the fetal position, pulling the covers over your head.

You heard laughter coming from the kitchen and assumed everyone was sat down at the dining table. You didn’t feel hungry. Just numb. You groaned at the thought of your conversation with Bucky last night. Replaying it in your mind over and over, the way you felt when he told you his intentions, the words you had spat at him out of anger, and the look on his face when ripped away from his grasp. The thought was enough to almost make you cry again, not that you hadn’t done a lot of it the night before.

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Not me

Not me watching all 15 season of Criminal Minds in about a week and a half-

YES I WOULD SELL ALL MY BELONGINGS

what would i do for a julie and the phantoms world tour?!

i would go into debt, and i mean crippling debt, like i should be dead myself sort of debt, just to get a meet and greet pass and hug all those fucking short kings and queens!!!

i mean, they are all so... so so tiny. i’m literally taller than all of them.

Happy girlfriend day to my bbg matt Murdock luv u babe ❤

so hear me out, the willex hug. 

if we sit down and hyper-analyze it like i did, we get a lot of feelings because they’re so cute and this scene simultaneously makes me whole as a human and tears apart my insides bc they might never see each other again. 

the way alex pulls him into the hug, as if it’s the only one he’s ever going to get (let’s face it probably) and it’s like he’s trying to convey how much willie means to him in one hug so he’s like, i gotta make this count. and it’s not your average joe embrace, it’s like a deep embrace filled with so many emotions and alex isn’t good at saying how he feels but maybe he’s better at showing it?? (i’m a mess i need to go to bed)  BUT IT DOESN’T STOP THERE. OH NO. 

THEN THERE’S WILLIE WHO IS INITIALLY JUST TAKEN ABACK?!?! and then he realizes what’s happening and that he might never see alex again so he relaxes, and accepts the embrace, but he holds on like he never wants to let go. peep how alex wraps his arms tighter around willie once he realizes he’s reciprocating the hug. like end me now, writers. because i can’t. it’s almost like willie wants to say something, tell alex everything’s going to be okay and that they’ll see each other again soon but he can’t so he just stays there and holds him. 

and i’m crying, we’re all crying right? but there’s more. 

the way willie’s eyebrows knit together in anguish. like he wants to hold onto this moment forever so they both try so hard but then know it has to come to an end. he curls his fingers against alex’s back in hopes that it gives alex some sort of comfort. he knows how anxious he probably is about the whole thing. and it’s not awkward, it’s such a genuine, warm embrace. like coming home and saying goodbye all at once. 

and then we have alex finally who doesn’t want to go, but he knows that he has to. he has to let him go, because he needs him safe and because he cares so so much about willie and he just hopes this was enough to say everything and nothing at the same time. he’s so reluctant to let him go and the way his face is buried in his shoulder i - 

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Route 66

Requested?: Yes! @dxlanhxlland asked for a Owen x Reader where y/n is oblivious to Owen’s flirting. I added a little more to it, not gonna lie, so i hope you still like it my lovey!

Word Count: 5.6K+

Author’s Note: I found out Route 66 went through Oklahoma and kinda just had to write this tonight… Struck by inspiration, so I was. It’s nonsense, and it’s mine, and that makes it acceptable for the blog. Enjoy!

Warning: nothing really, it’s all fluff.

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Being best friends with an actor had some major perks. To start, you were always the plus one for premieres, parties, festivals, all of it. Then there was the constant gifts from around the world sent to you back home, and getting to help with script run throughs if someone’s sick, or being sent over snippets of shows months before they aired, being a part of the secret without having all the hard work that came along with it.

The best thing was always the reunions though, when that favourite person comes back from weeks or months away, back to your little Oklahoma town, even if just for a little while. That feeling of adrenaline and serotonin mixed together as lost souls reconnect after so long apart, it’s special.

Of course, the worst thing is watching them leave again. That’s exactly what Y/N was facing that weekend after two months of her best friend Owen being home from filming in Vancouver.

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