Jealousy - Tony Stark

Bucky Barnes x Latina Woman

He just sits back and observes. He doesn’t question things, he just watches because even though he has never seen or heard what you're doing, he doesn’t want to make you feel weird for what’s normal for you. 

Secretly starts learning Spanish. 

When you get pissed you start cursing in Spanish, no one understands it but him. 

You yell out a curse word in Spanish at Steve for eating your last orange, which leaves Steve confused and scared but Bucky just starts laughing so hard. 

After that, you learn he learned Spanish fluently and start having conversations together in Spanish. 

It’s funny now because he now shit talks Sam in Spanish and no one understands but you. 

Starts gossiping in Spanish with each other. 

Loves eating the food she makes. 

His new comfort food is sopita de fideo, especially on cold days. 

He can kill a whole tray of tacos by himself. 

He thinks it’s funny when she calls everyone random nicknames in Spanish.  (Wanda - mamas, Sam - pendejo, Tony - menso, Thor - cabron, Loki - nopalito, Bruce - salsa verde, Clint - pajaro, Natasha - linda, Vision - tomate) 

Loves when you call him cute nicknames in Spanish. (“mi vida” is your go to)

One Day At A Time

I’ve always hated myself. For as long as I can remember. My memories go back to 4 years old and at that age, I remember hating myself. I thought other people did too. I always thought that the people who said “I love you” were saying it, just to say it or saying it out of habit, it never felt real to me. I felt as if no one cared or wanted to care about me. No one wants me. No one loves me. I hate myself. I’m ugly. I’m fat. My scars are gross. I’m too tall. I’m not skinny. I’m weird. I’m below average in everything. I’m dumb. These are all things I’ve said or thought about myself and this is just a short list. I never felt as though I belonged anywhere or with anyone. 

I want to change that.

I’ve always wanted to change myself but it never worked.

I always wanted to be that person with good friends and family that made me feel safe and loved. I always wanted to feel “beautiful”. I always wanted someone to love me.

I always wanted to love myself.

I guess that’s what I really want, to love myself. I just don’t know how to do it. I’ve tried and I’ve always failed. How do you love yourself? Maybe it is a skill you learn as you grow up. Maybe it’s just something people just want to forget is living in their brain.

I want to love myself now. And everyday from now on I will try. And I guess I will keep starting over and over again for as long as it takes because I am worth it.

I am worthy.

I am worthy of love and affection. I am everything everyone has said about me and more. I am worthy of love. I am worthy of positivity. I am beautiful. I am smart. I am wanted. I am needed. 

I will love myself one day at a time.

I'm Not Fine

How many times a day does someone ask you “how are you” or ”how are you doing” in a day?

And how many times do you say “I’m fine. Thanks. How are you?”

People don’t want a real answer when they ask you. It’s just a greeting, no one wants to know. And how many people would actually care if you gave them a real answer?

I’m not fine. I just say I’m fine because I don’t really want to say “I’m not gonna kill myself but I’m not okay.” So I just put on a fake smile, nod my head, and say what the socially acceptable script says to say.

I can’t think of a time when I was genuinely fine or okay. I just...exist.

Then one day, I just felt like I was drowning.

This all came from me realizing I’m a person I don’t like. That I never liked. I always said I would change. Said I wanted to change. I can’t even count how many times I said “today is the day”, the day has never come. I always never truly me. I was always what people wanted me to be. Always the girl who played it safe, never got out of my comfort zone. I never spoke up.

I fantasized about what it would be like to be anyone but me. Maybe because I never met me. Whenever I have let me shine through just a bit, it seems people don’t like her. Make jokes about her. Even my family. It's just a continuous hell loop in my head.

I think people just want others to be like the “average” person. People say it’s okay to be different, they tell you that everyone is free to do what they want, but the second someone turns their back, that’s a different story. “She clearly gained weight”, “her skirt is too short, the bitch is asking for something to happen”, “what was she thinking about when she got her hair done”, “eww, does she even know how to do her eyebrows?”

Why is it like this?

Why is it when someone finally shows that they do something completely normal, people are shocked just because it was done in public. They act like they don’t do the same things behind closed doors.

I’m just tired of not being the me I always wanted to be. I’m going to try now. I’m going to seriously try to be me and not what people want me to be or expect me to be.

She is now my past. I made the decision that she is dead. It doesn’t mean I’m not going to miss her in one way or another but I now know I don’t feel like I’m being drowned or can’t breathe.

I’m scared but relieved.

I finally feel as free.

Bucky x Witch Practitioner

Learns that she’s a love witch and learns what that includes. 

He doesn’t understand the things she needs sometimes. 

“What is licorice root and why do you need it?” 

“Why do you need my birth time again?” 

“What’s that crystal next to my side of the bed?” 

He notices that she takes her time with her makeup and hair because beauty magic is important to her. 

Her whole home smells like roses. 

She always has roses in her home. 

She makes him custom herbal teas. 

She makes him a sleep sachet to place under his pillow to help with his nightmares. 

She hides little sigils on him or in his gear for protection and safety on missions. 

After he comes back from missions, she will do bath rituals for him to relax. 

He always gets her roses and pretty flowers for her “pink altar” (love altar). 

He nieces that she spray Florida water in the sheets and blankets after waking up and then spray his side with lavender spray and hers with rose. 

She tells him the lavender or chamomile will help with keeping him calm and help with sleep. 

Crystals everywhere (especially rose quartz & clear quartz the most). 

He thinks it’s really cute that you do spell work for him. 

Steve Rogers x Latina Woman

Golden retriever boyfriend that’s happy to be included in things. 

Asks you so many questions. 

Food! It's his favorite thing that she does!

Loves your cooking and that you serve so much food at a time, even with his super soldier metabolism he gets stuffed and given a second plate. 

Loves enchiladas. He always says “it has more flavor than anything I’ve ever had” 

I swear all he wants is your food and your kisses. 

He almost cried one day coming home from a horrible mission and seeing a table full of food. 

Loves the food and watches you cook while asking what things are. 

“Honey, what is this?” “What’s this spice?” 

Genuinely confused that you make nopal. “You eat… cactus?” 

Crying heavily but still eating, “Why is this so spicy?” 

Actually believes the tower was under attack when you were cooking chilis 

Gets scared when you start yelling in Spanish, literally looks like a kicked puppy. 

You call him “lindo”.  

He melts when you tell him, “Que lindo” 

Tony Stark x Latina Woman

His favorite food that you make is huevos con chorizo, never misses breakfast now. 

“Do you have to put Tajin on everything?” 

“What are these?” “Hot sauce.” “Do you need this many?” “Yes.” 

He loves to watch you sing and dance to music in Spanish. 

All he hears is Becky G, Bad Bunny, and Karol G. 

When you are dancing he will come up behind you and loves for you to dance up against him. 

He loves Mexican food, but hates the candy. (secretly likes the coconut Mexican flag one)

Asada tacos are his favorite with a side of rice. 

He is in love with your dark, long, curly hair. It goes to your lower back and he will play with it all the time. 

Learns Spanish quickly, but he doesn’t speak it unless he needs to. 

She thinks he learned enough to understand her and to say simple sentences but that’s it. 

It isn’t until he’s trying to buy her food at the taqueria that he speaks Spanish fluently with the guy taking the order that she realizes that he’s fluent, if not almost fluent. 

"How did you learn Spanish so fast?" "Babe, I'm a genius, give me some credit."

He lowkey thinks you are hot when you start yelling in Spanish. 

He gets comforted when you call him “mi amor” or “amor” like its name. 

Emmett Cullen as a Boyfriend

Once he’s committed, that’s it. He’s locked in and doesn’t even notice other women in any way. 

He loves physical affection. 

Expect a lot of hugs, cuddles, affectionate touches, and his lifting or carrying you around. 

He is a classic adrenaline junkie. He wants to go on adventures with you and do a bunch of fun outrageous activities. 

He is naturally an uplifting, positive person, you cannot be in a bad mood when he’s around. 

He celebrates your wins like they’ve his own. He’ll shout and cheer no matter how small the victory. 

He’s a little possessive if others approach you but he has complete trust in you. 

Over the top gifts.

"I love you, but I'm not letting you buy me a car."

Constant teasing.

When you go to the gym, he goes with you even though it doesn't do anything for him. He just wants to spend more time with you.

"Hey can I borrow your hoodie?" "Sure, why?" "That guy keeps looking over and I need a pump cover." "You don't need it, I got you."

Proceeds to stand right behind you during squats, staring at the guy.

"Drink water, you're gonna pass out."

Even though he’s a big, strong man, he has absolutely no issues in loving you loudly. 

He will always compliment you and make sure people know you’re his. 

“That’s my girl.” 

“Damn, that’s hot.” 

“You are so damn gorgeous.” 

Love Language

Words of Affirmation - Tony Stark

He never really heard people in his personal life praise him, so when you started to do it, it he fell in love

It started when he was talking to you about what he’s done as Iron Man and you said, “You know, I’m proud of everything you have done. Not just the suit or Iron Man but all the things you have done, saving people, the amazing things you've created, the people you help, it's incredible.” He looked at you with his big brown eyes, looking like a puppy. 

You just thought he was being cute and didn’t think much about it but you started to notice he was acting a little different whenever you would compliment or praise him. 

You decided to test it out with little things. 

“I love that new cologne that you got.” 

“I’m impressed with what you were working on in the lab.”

When it gets deep, Tony doesn’t know if he wants to cry or kiss you then and there. 

“You are so special to me, I hope you know that, honey.”

“I appreciate it when you understand me.” 

“Have I told you how grateful I am to have you in my life and as my partner?”

Tony has never felt more loved in his life than when you say these things about him and when his life is on the line, thinking he is about to die, he hears a message you prepared for him, just in case. 

“Tony, my love, my life, I’m so proud of you and of all you’ve done as a person, as Iron Man, as a friend, and as the love of my life. If this is it, if I’m never going to see you again, I just want to say, I’m here for you and I support whatever you have to do. I wish you don’t have to go, but I understand and I love you so much. But Tony, if you still can fight, if you can still do something, I need you to fight, honey. You are the most amazing person I have ever known. You, Anthony Edward Stark, are the light of my life, so I’m begging if you can, please fight. I’m so grateful to have known you, to have been in your life, and the last thing I want you to hear is, that I love you, Tony Stark.” 

“I love our chaotic, beautiful, amazing life we have together.” 

Last Kiss

Bucky Barnes leaves for war from her perspective.

I still remember the way the air felt that night. 

Heavy, like it knew. Like the sky itself was holding its breath. 

You didn’t say it, not really. You didn’t need to. I knew you were leaving. I knew this was the last night. And I knew the second  I saw you in that uniform, stiff, and crisp, and not you, that everything was about to change. 

You tried to act like it was fine. Like we had time. You smiled that crooked smile, the one that always made me forget how to breathe. And I laughed. I laughed at your dumb jokes, because if I didn’t, I’d cry. And I wanted- God, I wanted to be strong for you. 

We sat in our booth, like always. The waitress called you “soldier,” and you smiled at her, but I saw the flicker in your eyes, you were scared. I was too. 

When we left, you walked me home even though it was out of your way. You always did that. I think you liked pretending we lived in the same world, like you could stay in it just a little longer. 

We stood outside my building for a long time, neither of us saying anything. The city faded around us - cars, people, lights - they'll just.. disappeared. It's just you and me.

And then you kissed me. 

Slow. Careful. Like you were memorizing me. 

Like if you kissed me soft enough, maybe the war would forget your name. 

That was the last kiss. 

I didn't know what to say when you pulled away. I didn't want to cry, so I just nodded. I wanted to say "I love you,” but I didn't. I was afraid that if I did, you wouldn't leave -  and part of me was selfish enough to want that. But the rest of me knew... you’d never forgive yourself if you didn’t go. 

So I let you walk away. 

You didn’t look back. 

But I did. 

I watched you turn the corner, and I whispered it then, “I love you.” Quiet. Just for me. Maybe the wind carried it to you. Maybe not. 

You came back eventually after so many decades, but I’m no longer here. 

After so many years, I would lay awake sometimes thinking about that night. About that night. About that kiss. About the boy who held my hand like it was a lifeline and kissed me like he was already gone. 

I never kissed anyone the same after that. 

But with me now gone, I wish you could with someone new. 

Jealous

Jack Hodgins

The thing about Jack is he doesn't really get jealous because you don't really pay others any mind, however there are exceptions.

He's comfortable with who he is but he knows he's not an alpha male so when an alpha male type hits on you, he gets weird...

He had to do a double take when this handsome stranger flirts with you.

Jack approaches and interjects because he's "just saying hi".

He tries to make it very obvious that you guys are together.

He gives her a kiss on the cheek, puts an arm around you, etc.

Tries to ask what they are talking about.

He tries to show his intelligence and tries to almost "prove" himself.

It's to the point where the guy is low-key weirded out and makes an awkward exit.

You just look at Jack and roll your eyes, call him a dork, and walk away.

Just to make sure she's not mad at him, he brings her coffee and a pastry and talks to her.

At the end of the day he knows that she would never do anything to mess with their relationship.