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How about an Ikaris, where the male reader is also an Eternal. He has the powers to manipaulate light, like illusions but he can morph and craft objects or beams of light. But unlike the other eternals, his power comes from a cost - he rests for 100 yrs if he expends all of his energy (there was a malfunction in his creation).

But what I'm trying to get at is that I think the fic should revolve around Ikaris reuniting with the male reader on one of those days where he reawakens. All fluff and shit

(The Fiyero fic was fun btw💛)

- 🪄⭐🫦 anon

Waittt u kinda cooked, I’m totally writing this!

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I’m having such a writers block… its crazy

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I can’t go out, i’m sick. 📍

Fiyero Tigelaar x male reader

Warnings: reader has a past with depression. Fiyero is concerned. Angsty.

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“Gre~aaa~t for you to finally show up, Mr. Tigelaar.” The talking goat bleats, turning its neck to look at me. “Of course, couldn’t miss the lecture from my f~aaa~vourite teacher.” Fiyero said sitting next to Elphaba and Glinda, imitating dr. Dillamond.

“Hey there you are, y/n isn’t with you?” Elphaba whispers confused, looking at Glinda. “Wait if he isn’t with Fiyero, then where is he?” Glinda only adds to the confusion, getting hushed by someone in the class.

“How would I know, I thought he was at class he always is.” Fiyero looks around to see if he sees one of your mutual friends. “Hey Pfannee have you heard from y/n today?” Fiyero asks your bestie Pfannee sitting a row above him, thinking he must know about your whereabouts.

“Uhm, no I actually thought he was with you so I didn’t bother going to his dorm.” He whispers looking at the three of them, with slight concern in his face. “Why does everyone think he’s with me?” Fiyero asks confused.

“Because you’re only almost always with him, you’re like in love with my brother.” Glinda clocks him, as he jerks up at the words ‘in love.’ “Yeah it’s kind of really obvious, the only one oblivious is you.” Pfannee sasses, as Fiyero looks for support at Elphaba. Be she nods in agreement with Pfannee.

“Is there something more imp~oo~rtant than my lecture, Mr. Tigelaar?” Dr. Dillamond asks annoyed. “I’m so sorry for interrupting your lecture sir. But have you heard anything thing from y/n?” Fiyero looks down, fidgeting with his hands.

“Oh, I suppose I haven’t. He isn’t in attendance? That is not like him…” Now he only added to the concern. Fiyero gets up and walks towards the exit. “A~nn~d where are you going?” Dr. Dillamond asks Fiyero. “Checking what’s wrong with y/n.” He says as he’s out the door.

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“Y/n, can you let me in?” I hear Fiyero knocking with a concerned tone. “Y/n its me, Fiyero. Are you there.” His concern only growing. “Please make noise so that I know your okay and not hurting your self. Please, baby.” That last part slipped out.

I hear Fiyero take a step back already knowing what he’s about to do. He’s about to kick open the door, and I’ll let him. “I’m going yo be kicking the door in 3, 2, 1.” A loud noise followed by the slamming noise of the door against the wall.

Fiyero looks around, and sees me lying in bed. “Baby, please.” He pleads as he walks towards me, I turn over. “Thank goodness you’re okay.” He says kissing my forehead, grabbing my chin making me look at him.

“I’m okay, don’t be dramatic.” I say, not mentioning him calling me baby. “You’re burning up, you are not okay.” Putting his hand on my forehead. “Let me take care of you baby.”

“It’s just a cold, i’m fine you should be in class anyway.” I try to protest this. “I don’t need to be anywhere baby, I’m taking care of you.”

[malereaderworld]

wicked masterlist

Fiyero Tigelaar

I can’t go out, I’m sick

Boq Woodsman

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How about a Fiyero fic request! Where one day he enters one of his classes late - that he shares with male reader - only to find him missing and asks one of their co-friends where he is to find out male reader is sick, so he leaves in the middle of class to take care of reader at his dorm.

Feel free to disregard or trash the request! Keep up the great work💛

- 🪄⭐🫦 anon

omg i love this idea!!! I’m writing this rn!

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Hey, i’m looking for requests!

Specifically from these fandoms;

9-1-1, Greys anatomy, Eternals, Wicked and the batman.

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the hunger games masterlist

coriolanus snow

you don’t get it

finnick odair

breathe

peeta mellark

breathe

gale hawthorne

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Marvel masterlist

steve rogers

bucky barnes

from strangers to friends

pietro maximoff

peter parker

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From strangers to friends 📍

Bucky Barnes x male reader.

Warnings: alcohol consumed.

I hiss as the alcohol burns my throat, coughing and frowning. “Why the strong face, can’t handle a little vodka?” The stranger to my right chuckles, having a grin on his face as he downs a shot. ‘No face, this man was a psycho.’

“What are you, some sort of psycho?” He still grinning, his right, ‘yep definitely a psycho’. “Worse, one with a metal arm.” He says as he waves his left fingers, leaving me shocked. “What in the world, how does that thing work…” I say trying to comprehend what I am seeing.

“First let me buy us a couple rounds of shots and maybe then I’ll tell you.” He flirts with me. “Don’t tease me with a good time, stranger.” I smile at him, ‘definitely a hot psycho.’ After the bartender pours us our first round we toast and count to three. And it burns even more than the first shot and I cough.

He doesn’t make a face, ‘yep that man is definitely a psycho’ but I make one. Because as soon as he looks at, he laughs. “What’s funny? Not everyone is immune to alcohol.” I joke as i push his shoulder. “What’s your plan anyway. To get me drunk?” I scoff and look at him.

“No, just trying to have a good time.” Obviously referring to my face making. “By laughing at me huh?” I scoff, shaking my head.

After a couple of rounds you were pretty drunk and wanted to leave to go home. “How come, you, aren’t drunk?” I slowly try to ask him, as he pulls my arm around his shoulder to support me.

“Do you still know your address, so i can call you an uber.” He asks, ignoring my question. “My appartement is walking distance…” I slur my words, not making sense. “Okay, lead the way.” He says. “Lead the way?’ What no! I’m fine I can walk home by myself!” I try to come over as convincing, but its not working.

“Okay sure, even if you were ‘fine’. I would still walk with you. To make sure you arrive home safely.” He says as he laughs at me and my attempt to sound sober. “Ugh, fine. U psycho gentleman.” I give up and let him help me walk to my apartment.

A little while later we arrive at the appartement building. “Where are your keys?” He asks handing out his hand. I struggle a bit but give my keys to him. “There we go.” He says under his breath as he unlocks the apartment building entrance door with the key.

Eventually at your floor he walks you till the right door, and sticks the key into the keyhole. And with one swift movement the door is open. We walk in and he closes the door behind him. “Okay let’s get these shoes and jacket off.” He says as he helps me take my shoes off and unzip my jacket, and hangs it on the coatrack.

“You can hang your coat on it aswell, it’s most empty.” I slur my words again, as i’m still holding on to him. “No its okay, let’s get you in bed huh.” He looks aroud at all the boxes that still need to be unpacked. “It’s right over there.” I point against the wall, which is not my bed. We walk towards the living room, and then to the open door. Which in fact is, my bed.

As he sits me on my bed, I slowly take off my clothes until im in my underwear and bare chest. “Where are you going to sleep? On my couch.” I ask him as i get in my bed, he looks around. My apartment still is a mess, as i just moved in.

“No, i think i’ll just go home.” He sighs, looking at me lying in my bed. “No! Take off your clothes and get in here.” I say, and make room for him in my bed. “No it’s okay, I’ll just sleep on your couch then.” He says.

“No, you’ll get a hernia. Get in here, stranger.” I persist, he rolls his eyes. “Fine, ur really annoying and persistent you know that?” He says annoyed, but takes his shoes and jacket off at the door and walks over to my bed.

He takes off this pants and takes off his shirt, leaving him shirtless. I stare at his body. “Sorry shouldn’t be looking.” I apologise as my cheeks turn red due to the alcohol. “It’s okay. Are you sure you’re okay with a stranger getting in your bed?” He asks me.

“Yes, my name is y/n, yours?” I tell him my name. “My name is bucky.” As he gets in my bed, he groans. Without thinking about it i lay my head on his chest, all he did was wrap his metal arm around me.

“U have a pretty name.” Is the last thing I say before falling asleep on his chest.

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Breathe 📍

Finnick Odair x male reader x Peeta Mellark

Warnings: slight violence, grief and slight mentions of trauma.

As i opens my eyes. I’m somewhere white and spartan. Lying on a wall-mounted cot. I try to move my head painfully, when i notice my head and arm are bandaged.

“Peeta? Finnick?” I call out, sitting up. Looking around me I can see Beetee is hooked up next to me.

I get out of the bed, grabbing a syringe. I walk through a door and into the corridor. Holding the syringe like it’s a murder weapon.

Walking in to the corridor I look around me, I see a half open door. As I creep to an open door I hear voices, which I don’t recognise.

“We’ve got to try.” I let out a small sigh of relief, recognising Finnick’s voice. “It's too late. We'd all be killed.” That’s Haymitch.

“We have to. I promised Y/n I would protect him with my life, he’s been out for the past 2 days…” He pleaded with Haymitch.

“No, I’m so sorry but we can’t. Not yet, it’s too risky.” Plutarch replied, with a somber tone.

“Is there nothing we can do, for y/n? He’s the reason you even had a chance to enter the arena. This plan couldn’t have worked if he hadn’t shot that arrow…” Katniss argued back…

Frustrated, I shove open de door. I’m met with Haymitch, Finnick, Plutarch and Katniss look at some sort of map. They all look at me, met with smiles.

“Morning sunshine.” Haymitch says.

Still woozy I try to swing the syringe at him. He catches my wrists, twisting until I drop the syringe.

“So, you and a syringe against the Capitol? See, this is why no one lets you make the plans.”

I try to push with my wrist in the air, my eyes watering. “Calm down, have a seat.” He settles me in a chair. I look over at Finnick, Plutarch and Katniss. Plutarch claps.

“Well done, very good job. Though a bit messy at the end but we got you out.” He nods to the rest, they smile. Betrayed I look over at Haymitch.

“We couldn’t tell you, it was just too risky. Not with Snow watching you, it was better for you not to know anything.” He shakes his head guilty, looking down.

I look over at Finnick and Katniss. “So our alliance, saving Peeta…”

“Only to save you. So you wouldn't run off if he died. Half the tributes were in on it.” Katniss admits. “You were our mission from the start.” Finnick adds.

You still don’t get it, or don’t want to.

“You're the Mockingjay. While you Live, the revolution thrives. We need you in Thirteen now.” Plutarch speaks. Bewildered I turn back at Haymitch.

“District 13?” Only having heard of it in folklore. Never thinking the place actually existed. “Where’s Peeta?”

“Still had his tracker, Johanna cut yours out.” Haymitch looks down. “Where is Peeta?”

“He’s with johanna…” I stare at Haymitch, his eyes meet mine. “In the Capitol.”

“You son of a-” I fly at him, nails digging in his cheeks drawing blood. Finnick immediately grabs me, as Plutarch stabs me with the syringe. I fall to the ground in Finnick’s arm, my hands grabbing his cheek.

“Hey, it’s okay sweetheart. It’s okay, we’ll find our love. It’s okay.” A tear forming in his eye. Everything goes black.

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It’s okay, you can be vulnerable with me 📍

Sebastian Stan x male reader

Warnings: slight body dysmorphia, crying.

“Shit…” You curse under your breath, fumbling with my tie. Watching a tutorial on how to tie a tie right before the red carpet apparently wasn’t one of your brightest ideas. “This is so humiliating…” Looking disappointed at the mirror while you struggle with what’s supposed to be easy. Not seeing the older man standing in the door frame.

“What’s humiliating?” Your co-star Sebastian asks you, you look behind you and finally notice him. As he moves towards you walking from the door frame, with a soft smile calming your anxious eyes. “Nice suit, it looks good on you.” You compliment him with a small chuckle, unconscious about how you look. Avoiding his question entirely, still holding your untied tie.

“You look quite alright yourself, if I say so myself.” A soft smile on his face. “Thanks, that’s nice of you to say…” I look at my self in the mirror again, trying not to break down as your stress level is at an absolute maximum.

“You need a hand with that?” He asks seeing through your poker face, his hands pointing to his own tie. “Uhm, no.” At the verge of tears, looking everywhere in the mirror but him right behind you. Practically breathing down your neck.

“Why are you trying to act nonchalant, I know you well enough by now.” His hand on your shoulder turning you. He was right, of course. Having been filming this project for quite sometime now, it being delayed due to production issues etc. “It’s okay, you can be vulnerable with me.”

You couldn’t look away now, how badly you tried. His soft eyes finally meeting yours. A single tear falling on your cheek, taking a deep shakey breath. “I, i just…” You breathe out as more tears start falling, biting your lips trying not to have a full breakdown.

Shaking your head slowly and you look down as more tears start forming. When you let out a whine, you feel his arms around you pulling you towards his chest. Your hands wrap around him, as he’s letting you cry.

“It’s okay to cry, we don’t have to be though all the time…” He softly whispered as he resting his head on yours, giving you room to cry. Pulling you tighter to try to calm you. As he had read somewhere that hugs can help calm someone who needs it, you could definitely calm down… Just staying like this.

“This, this is so humiliating, we should get going.” You say as you stay against his chest. “Hey,” he lifts your chin up “we don’t need to be anywhere yet.” He presses his lips against your hair, his fingers caressing your back slowly. “Okay, are we okay?” His soft smile and eyes meeting yours red eyes. “Yeah, we’re okay.” You smile softly at him, wiping your tears away with your hands.

His hands finally grabbing your tie pulling it down, as he turns it around and wrap it around the collar. You look at where you cried, seeing it’s wet. “Sorry for ruining the shirt. And sorry that you had to witnesses, that.” He smiles shaking his head, as his hands are tying your tie.

“Hey, it’s okay don’t worry it’ll dry. And hey, don’t be so hard on yourself okay? We can’t be expected to know everything, no one is expecting you to be great at everything. You think I haven’t looked at my self in the mirror hopeless because I didn’t know how to tie a tie? We can’t be great at everything, we learn new stuff everyday.”

While he talks he finishes with tie, straightening your now somewhat crumbled suit. He grabs your face, thinking about whether to risk it all and kiss you, or hug you.

He leans in to kiss you on the lips, as it immediately felt like the right moment with the right person.

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You don’t get it 📍

Coriolanus Snow x male reader

Warnings: yelling, choking, crying

“You can’t just expect everything to be fine Coriolanus!” I yell exasperated. Looking up at Coriolanus, who was looking down at me with a cod gaze. “You decided to cheat! You decide to risk your entire career for Lucy Gray, now you go ahead and deal with the consequences of your very own actions!”

He slams his hands on the table, making me flinch back. “I did what I had to! I did it for u! Everything! The poison-the scarf-I did it all for us! And you repay me by yelling at me like I am a child? You think I enjoyed doing any of it?!”

I stand up walking towards him, pushing him with a accusing finger. Eyes filled with hurt and betrayal. “Yes! You’re acting like a child Coriolanus Snow! I do think you enjoyed it! I told you that my family has enough money, enough to get you in to that stupid university. But you had to ruin the entire system, didn’t you? Give them stupid suggestions to make the games more enjoyable? It’s a murderfest, I know it and so damn well do you!”

The room falls quiet making heavy tension present. Only hearing the heavy breathing coming from the both of us.“It’s Lucy Gray, isn’t it. That filth from the 12th district huh?” Demanding answers, anger filled my eyes. “She’s Influencing you isn’t she? Pathetic.” I look outside, down at the people of Panem.

He places his hand on your chin, grabbing it harshly, making you let out a whine.

“You don’t get to talk to her like that, do you understand?” His grip tightens, making your hands come up to try to get out of his grasp. “Do you understand?!” He yells, causing you to close your eyes tightly.

“Let go, you’re hurting me.” I cry out. “Coryo, let go off me.”

His eyes going from anger to soft, immediately embracing me. “I’m so sorry…” He cries out, tightening the embrace. “I’m so sorry i-”

“No, you are not. You are not ever… This isn’t something I’ll just forgive and forget.” I let out a cry, tears streaming down my face. Not engaging with the embrace though not fighting it.

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Have 2 hunger games fic’s queued 🤭

1. You don’t get it

2. Breathe

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AHHHH U DID MY JACOB ELORDI REQ TY TYTY TYTY

Ofcccc hope u liked itt ❤️

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Decompress express 📍

Jacob Elordi x male reader

Warnings: fluff.

Jacob elordi was something, he was… a lot. His schedule, his personality, his height etc. But one thing he was really good at was hugging. Him being tall just adds to it.

“And, how was filming today?” He smiles softly. “Exhausting.” I say, falling into his embrace on the couch. He chuckles wrapping his arms around you. “At least you’re home sweetheart.”

Being an actor was one thing. Dating one?! Being home at the same time was rare, with one filming tv made it even more difficult.

“Mhm…” Taking in the scent with a deep breath. “So… lazy evening?” He asks. “Yeah, but i need to feel you.” I respond with a somber tone. “I haven’t felt you in a while.”

“Okay. It’s okay.” A hand combing through my hair. He takes his hoodie off, revealing his smooth skin. Then he takes off my shirt. His hands touching my skin, roaming my back. He pulls a blanket over us as i slowly wonder off to dreamland.

“Sweet dreams baby.” He whispers in my ears, giving my forehead a kiss.

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Need me some hunger games requests

[malereaderworld]

are u alive

Skool sucks :/