#<- bcz i was just reading a fic there

[autistic-katara]

me personally i think every american who wants to write fanfic about british media should be legally obligated to do extensive research on what terms are used over hear before posting it

[aureatchi]

hiatus. (indefinite/for a chunk of the year or so) reverie is in intense academic rivalry with fyozai & is currently pursuing her pre-med studies. <3

ao3 (for all updates/new works): @/osaroseus.

return to tumblr mlist (rules).

[thsc-confessions]

"I must confess... I have never read a Stickvin fic. Well okay, I have read fics where stickvin was canon, but I have never read where the whole point is stickvin. Well the whole fic anyways, I might read a little bit of it. I'm always scared that it will be one of those bad fics, despite me reading ship fics of other ships..." submitted by @candikin

[kevindavidday]

in other news the insight into the ravens made me immediately go back to my perfect court artist au so i will be working on that again

[takuyas-boyfie]

realized that, even if something's in the way like a fic event of some sorts, I can't get to write something decent without getting tired of it

[uc1wa]

hiii i loved that lil fic u wrote at Jaime Reyes x reader!

was wondering if u could write something were he's been hard/needy majority of the day and he's been too shy or embarassed to ask the reader for help, but he later on figures out bcz he js begins to either avoid her or follow her around a lot?

i think i got the jist! so glad u like my jaime :3

18+ minors dni

it was getting frustrating at this point. hadn’t jaime been obvious enough? he hasn’t left you alone, not even for a second. he’d spent the lazy sunday sitting beside you when you traveled to the sofa, practically laying on top of you and looking at you with wide eyes when the bed felt more comfortable, and sat on the counter you two owned while you cooked the both of you a late breakfast and dinner.

there wasn’t exactly a reason for why he’d woken up needy, why he’d woken up physically begging for your attention. it wasn’t like you two hadn’t had any action that week—and it was frustrating him even more to even think of a reason for why he wanted you so bad.

the sun had set, dinner had been eaten and you two were back on the sofa, some sitcom mindlessly playing in the background. "yeah, baby?" you ask, noticing his wide, puppy dog eyes looking at you while his hand soothingly rubs over your arm.

his voice isn’t loud, and there’s an apparent low in his demeanor. "nothing," he sighs, upset that you can’t read his mind to know that there is something wrong and it’s something you can help him with so easily.

his body moves away from yours, his skin losing contact with yours and knees coming up to his chest, his arms hugging them.

now it’s your turn to move your body to face him, your hand moving to rest on his knee, soothingly rubbing circles on the skin. "jaime, baby, what’s wrong?"

his bottom lip is pouting outwards, his eyes looking straight and not at you. "i’m fine," he says, but the feeling of your touch on his knee makes his eyes dart. this is what he’s been wanting all day, for you to touch him and act like you care for him.

your eyes follow his, and you’re figuring out what his problem was. you two hadn’t been distant today—hell, it was a lazy day and you’ve been inseparable. but, that still wasn’t enough for your touchy boyfriend.

"want you," his says quietly, like it’s a secret. and you have to chuckle at that, tilting your head with a pout. "that’s what you’re upset about baby? you want me to touch you?"

he rolls his eyes and his cheeks turn a dark shade of red as he nods, your expression completely opposed as you’re smiling and relishing in the fact that he’s upset because he hasn’t had enough you for the day.

the hand that’s resting against his knees moves to his thighs, pushing them down so that there’s a seat for you on his lap. your thighs extend around him till you’re facing him with a grin, one hand on his shoulder and the other brushing his hair to the side so you can see his pretty eyes.

"papa, i can’t understand you when you don’t talk to me about what’s bothering you," his gaze continues looking down until you tilt it upwards with a finger under his chin. "can’t make you feel better unless you ask me to, y’know that, right?" you say in a teasing tone, and jaime’s eyes grow wide.

"’m sorry," he says, his hands finding their way to your hips and the hard on beneath you is painful for him. he can’t help himself but to move upwards.

"i’m gonna get off of you," you warn, and he’s quick to shake his head, hands tightening around your waist. "please-i’ve just been missing you all day," and despite the fact that neither of you have left your shared apartment that day, you understand.

"please make me feel better, wanna feel you so bad," his voice is starting to turn into a whimper, and you nod, giving your boyfriend exactly what he wants and filling your living room with the sweetest moans and groans till he’s out like a light.

[lminis]

One Call Away

𓆩♡𓆪 pairing: bf!dr.ratio x m!reader

𓆩♡𓆪summary: dr.ratio is away on a business trip to teach at a university in another country, and you miss him. you find one of his shirts, and it gets you missing him, but he won't pick up his phone.

𓆩♡𓆪warnings: 18+, nsfw, smut, both characters are 18+, phone sex, slight degrading, pet names (beloved, dear, love, pretty boy), smell kink(if that counts)

𓆩♡𓆪wc: 923

𓆩♡𓆪a/n: THIS IS MY FIRST FIC EVER and i hope it's good bcz ive never acc written before i've only ever read!!

After a few minutes of the phone ringing, you groan in annoyance. This just so happened to be the one time that he decided not to pick up the phone, the one time you missed him this much. Thoughts of him circulated your brain and your thoughts, increasing the loneliness that you felt. In desperate need to find some kind of material that could be found of Veritas, you picked up the shirt he was wearing that night, the night before he left.

It smelt like him, the smell of warm vanilla invading your nostrils as you smelt his shirt, it reminded you so much of when you’d cuddle together.You tossed your phone to the side of the bed, and held the shirt close to you, curling into it. The constant of the warm vanilla, of him, invaded your thoughts entirely. It made you feel like he was right there with you, cuddling like you always did around this time of night.

The more you smelt it, the more you thought about him, and what you did together. Like the kisses he gave, the snarky comments he’d make that would make you laugh, the subtle touches he gave, and even when he’d put down a book to give you attention. All of these thoughts gave you a feeling of longing, loneliness, and of neediness. You needed him, his attention, his touch, his lips on your body- but you couldn’t get it. Not when he was on a business trip, and would be for the next several days. And so, you took matters into your own hands, even if that meant smelling your lover's shirt to satisfy your neediness.

Your hand slowly travelled down your pants, reaching the hem of your pyjama pants, before you reached inside your pants and pulled out your semi-hard cock. Your breath hitched as you felt the cool air of your bedroom blow softly against your sensitive tip, before you used your thumb to spread the precum that was beading at your tip. You began slowly stroking it, letting your hand gently caress it, as you continued to smell the shirt.

Eventually, your pace began to pick up, and the room was filled with grunts and groans you let out as you continued to pump your cock in your warm hand, until you froze. The buzzing of your phone against the pillow brought you out of your trace, and you turned to see that it was Veritas calling you, finally. You put the shirt down, the other hand still wrapped around your cock, as you answered, “Hello?”.

“Sorry, beloved. I was teaching a lecture.” He spoke, his voice sounding tired, most likely from the lecture. Right, it was around 2 pm for him, 9 hours behind you. “The students were very interested in what I had to say, unlike the students at home.” He added,and you couldn’t help but continue to stroke your cock to the sound of his voice. You let out soft groans, trying your hardest to not let him hear as he spoke to you about his day.

“Right, it’s about 11 at night for you, right? I apologise I’m not there to be by your side. It’s only a few more days until I’m back home, then I’ll take you out, okay?” He continued to speak, until he went silent. “Dear, are you okay? I’m hearing some noises.. What are you doing?” He asked, seeming to have now heard the noises you were making.

“Mhm, I’m fine.. I just- hah, I missed you..” You whispered into the phone, your hand still pumping your cock as you still smelt the shirt. It was almost like he was beside you now. “Are you touching yourself, love?” He asked bluntly, he was always straightforward with what he said. You didn’t even respond, just letting out a low moan into the phone, which caused him to chuckle in response.

“You couldn’t even last being without me for two days without becoming all needy, hm? What a needy boy.” He teased, his voice sounding low over the phone. “Let me hear you, dear. Let me hear how much you miss me.” And so, you let him. You pumped your cock vigorously in your hand,letting your moans and groans be heard by him. He continued to tease and talk to you over the phone, saying things like:

“Such a good boy.”

“Such a good listener.”

“You wish that was me, hm? Sucking your cock.”

“Don’t worry, love. When I get back, I’ll make you feel so good.”

The more he spoke, the more the knot in your stomach grew and grew. “Hah- fuck! Ver, M’gonna- M’gonna cum..” You mewled, your words being slightly muffled from being stuffed in the shirt. “Go on, pretty boy. Cum for me.” He encouraged. Just from the sound of his voice, it was obvious he enjoyed listening to you, as if his boner wasn’t already a dead giveaway. And with his encouragement, you let go. Thick white fluids spewed from your cock, painting your stomach and the shirt in your hand with your cum. Your back arched against the mattress, and your eyes rolled back. “Such pretty sounds..” He cooed.

“Are you feeling better?” He asked, the sound of him smiling still evident in his voice. “Yes, thank you, love..” You whispered, breathing heavily as you tried to catch your breath. “Good, good. Make sure to clean up, okay? I gotta go, but I’ll call you when you wake up. Good night, love.”

“Good night, Ver.”

[hugs2doie]

nct dream spotting you in their concert .

anon’s request: hi!! i just found your account and omg i love it so much <33!! i was wondering if i could request a fic/headcanon about surprising nct dream on tour 👉🏻👈🏻🥺 like maybe surprising one of them after the concert, one of them spotting you in the crowd, etc ^^

genre: fluff

warnings: none

nini’s notes: rhis is so short im sorry i didne havw muxh ideas on this 😓 but thbak u anon i love u anf i hope u liek this :333

⌗ mark

he’d be so excited byw

he’d gasp and allat

most of the times he’d be around your area just to see you

it would be without realizing too so the other members would literally push him/drag him away 😭

like poor boy wants to havw his eyes on you the whole time

but dating rumors and the idol industry 😡😡

would gush to his teammates abt u visiting and stuff like that later

afterwards he’d tell his manager or smth to ask you to stay so yall can spend timw :((

would probably just listen to you talk and giggle or smile big when u tell him how proud ure of him

⌗ renjun

would be very surprised

wave at the fans in your area to not make it seem like it was just for you

when singing some of the cute lyrics he’d glance at you 💔

would bring his other members on your area so when he passes more often he won’t be as suspicious (work smarter not harder)

would love seeing your reactions omg

and ur eyes better be on him the whole time

or else he’ll be calling you out after you meet!!

would take a video of the whole crowd and slow down at ur area

for the memories and how u surprised him in his concert yk

would ofc love the feedback <3

⌗ jeno

POOKIEEEEE HE’D SMILE SOO BIGGG

he would probably tell jaemin and he’d smile at you too

jaemin would also the one to remind him of reality if he stares at you for a long time

or stays in your area for a long time ofc

would show his abs/reveal his body more than usual

he’d get shy abt it later on though

boy how much he wants to stare at u for the whole concert :(

but he can’t!!! so he does other things to involve u and stuff

like taking pics of the crowd (OBVIOUSLY with u in it)

loves u sm and cant wait to meet u later so u can tell him abt ur exprience

⌗ haechan

this little shit bye

would do the sexiest thing EVER

then turn to see your reaction and if ure surprised or anything like that he’d have that proud smirk

ANDDD HE’D DEF TEASE U LATER ONNNN

he’d be more energetic on stage and wants to give 100% of him

he wants to impress u sm (which he does ofc), hes like a little high school boy for u

he’d be extra touchy w/ renjun & the other members to make u “jealous”

which the members (and u) notice and just burst out laughing

idk i’d be a fun experience

oh and u better only look at him or he’ll give u a sassy attitude when u two meet

⌗ jaemin

love eyes

and id mean it like his pupils would grow and all that

if u brought signs he’d read them out loud so it would seem like ure just a fan

and if u brought plushies AND are close to the stage??? he’s getting ur plushies first!!

will be VERY focused on the performances cause he knows that u distract him (for good like he loves u)

but he also wants to be amazing for u <3

would love if u hyped him up (u better lol…)

or if u sang along like he’d be so happyyyy

he wants u to enjoy the concert sm

he loves that u surprised him like a lottt

all that practice payed off bcz you’re there in the crowd <3

not that he doesn’t appreciate your support just by words too btw

⌗ chenle

idk why i feel like he’d know abt it

i dont have anythint specific abt it its just how i feel like he’d def know somehow

so if he spotted u in the crowd he’d have like a happy and proud smile like yawppp i knew it!!!

but would be so happyyy

after any performance or anything he’d do he’d look back to u to see if u liked it or not

would also pretend like ure not there sometimes cause jaemin pulled him aside and told him that he were taking MANY glances in your way HELP

so for some mins he stopped even looking ur way 😭 let alone go in that area

would bring jisung along later but would not tell him that ure there cause jisung would make it pretty obvious

you’re a big distraction to him 😓

(he loves that but he would never tell u)

⌗ jisung

theres the thing

he’d either

1) stay around ur area ALL the time

2) not even glance in ur direction

HE’S SCARED THAT HE’LL GIVE IT AWQY THAT URE THERE FASTTT

but if u guys havent seen e/o for a long time he’d pass most of his time there

however would ask for advice to his other members and often ask them if its too obv that he’s starring at u a bit too much

AND A BIT TOO LONG???

also he’d either

1) get super shy (stan new jeans)

2) be the opposite and get his sexy on (pls tell me yall know what song im talking abt)

but both things would get reactions out of u and that’s exactly what he wants :3

[autistic-katara]

due to the amount of fics where ppl take non-american characters and make them american for no reason other than uwu it’s the stuff i know or whatever i may have to set all my fics abt american media in scotland

[youngsadlesbian]

hellooo how are you? i just read your most recent fic and got obssessed omg its so cute😩😩 a while after reading it, i had an fic idea but im not a writer, so im just passing it to you bcz i liked your writing so bad, pls honor me✋😔

what abt a fic where r is nat and bucky daughter and she has a bit of the super soldier serum and that obviously made her kinda 💪 yk? and when she's at school some girlies are falling so hard over her. you could write it over the years, like when she's 6-7 and a girl wants to hold her hand on the school break, walk around and kiss her cheek, super cute omg😭 when she's 10-11 a girl gives her chocolate and a flower and r would be so confused omg i just feel it. and of course, at 14-15 she starts to like a girl and she would be so-- like idk just imagine her coming back home after a day at school smiling and telling nat abt that girl, and nat convinces her to ask the girl out, so she takes r to buy something for the girl (idk what, i never asked someone out💔💔) and later they could date or not, ill let if for you.

omg that's so long im sorry, but pls pls do it😭😭🙏 ill be waiting so anxious for this

STRONGER HEARTS

pairing: bucky barnes x natasha romanoff x daughter!reader

summary: being the daughter of two superheroes wasn't easy, especially when you ended up inheriting a bit of your father's super soldier serum. and especially for drawing attention from other kids, even when you didn't quite understand what that meant.

a/n: idk if this turned out exactly how you wanted, but i tried my best while taking advantage of my free time at work and my burst of creativity. hope you like it, dear <3

word count: 2,6k

warnings: none, just fluff.

It started early, this whole thing about you being... different. Not just in the way your parents, Natasha Romanoff and Bucky Barnes, were literal superheroes with more than enough stories of their own to tell. No, it started with you.

You were only six years old, and already things were starting to get confusing. Not because of school—math was math, recess was recess—but because of the way other kids, especially the girls, looked at you.

You were at recess, standing by the jungle gym, when it happened. A girl named Lily, the same age as you, came bouncing over with a big smile.

"Hi!" she chirped, her blonde pigtails bouncing.

"Hi," you said, glancing at her curiously.

Without hesitation, Lily reached out and grabbed your hand, holding it tightly.

"Come on! I want to walk with you around the playground. You’re so cute!" she declared, pulling you along.

You blinked, not quite sure how to react, but you didn’t resist either. You didn’t mind holding her hand, even if you didn’t fully understand why she wanted to. As you strolled around the playground, Lily kept looking up at you with an expression you couldn’t place. Every so often, she’d giggle and give your hand a squeeze, like holding it was some kind of special prize.

At one point, she stopped and kissed your cheek before running off with a squeal. You stood there, completely bewildered.

Later that day, you told your mom what happened.

"Mom, why did Lily hold my hand all recess and kiss my cheek?" you asked, still confused by the whole thing.

Natasha laughed softly, crouching down to your level. "Well, sweetheart, sometimes people like being close to others they find... cute. Maybe she thinks you're special."

"Special?" you scrunched your nose. "Why?"

"Because you’re you," Natasha said with a smile, ruffling your hair. "You’re going to have that effect on people."

You didn’t fully understand at the time, but you would soon learn that having an effect on people was something that followed you everywhere.

By the time you were ten, you were starting to notice that your classmates were behaving a little strangely around you. Particularly the girls. They were often staring at you, smiling shyly when you walked by, and sometimes even blushing. But the most confusing moment came on Valentine's Day that year.

You were at school, sitting at your desk, when a girl named Emily approached you, her cheeks bright red. In her hands were a small bouquet of flowers and a box of chocolates.

"Uh... these are for you," she said, looking like she was about to explode with embarrassment.

You stared at the items she was offering, completely perplexed. "Why?"

Emily blinked, clearly not expecting that response. "Because... I like you?" she said, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.

You frowned, still not understanding. "You like me? Like... as a friend?"

She hesitated, then shook her head. "No, like... I like like you."

Now you were even more confused. "What does that mean?"

Emily blushed even harder, pushing the flowers and chocolates into your hands before darting off. You sat there, staring at the gifts, completely dumbfounded. What were you supposed to do with them?

Later that evening, you brought the chocolates home, placing them on the kitchen table in front of your dad, who was reading the newspaper.

"Dad, what does it mean if someone gives you flowers and chocolates because they 'like like' you?" you asked, your face a picture of confusion.

Bucky lowered the paper, his expression unreadable. Then, slowly, a grin spread across his face. "Ah, the old 'like like' situation, huh?" He leaned back in his chair, clearly amused. "It means she has a crush on you."

You blinked. "A crush?"

"Yeah," he nodded. "She thinks you’re cute and probably wants to spend more time with you."

You stared at the chocolates in your hand, still trying to wrap your head around it. "I don’t get it. What am I supposed to do?"

Bucky chuckled and ruffled your hair. "Don’t worry about it, kiddo. Just be nice, and let her down easy if you're not interested."

You still didn’t fully understand what had just happened, but you nodded anyway, trusting your dad's advice. But this wasn’t the last time you’d find yourself in confusing situations like this.

It wasn’t until you turned fifteen that things really started to make sense. Or at least, you started to make sense of the feelings you’d been having for a while now.

Her name was Chloe, and she was in your class at school. She had bright eyes, a soft smile, and a laugh that made your heart race. Every day, you found yourself staring at her from across the room, completely mesmerized. You’d never felt this way before.

Whenever you were around her, you’d get flustered, your words tumbling over each other. It didn’t help that she seemed to like spending time with you, which only made your crush even worse. By the time you were halfway through the school year, you were completely and utterly obsessed.

"She’s just... so pretty," you sighed dreamily, sitting at the kitchen table one evening after school.

Natasha glanced over from where she was cooking dinner, raising an eyebrow. "Pretty, huh?"

"Yeah," you said, resting your chin in your hands. "Like, really pretty. And smart. And funny."

Bucky, sitting nearby with a book, exchanged a knowing look with Natasha.

"Sounds like someone’s got a crush," Natasha teased lightly.

Your face turned bright red, but you didn’t deny it. "What do I do? I don’t know how to talk to her without sounding like an idiot."

Natasha smiled, walking over to sit beside you. "Maybe you should ask her out."

You blinked in surprise. "Ask her out? You think I can do that?"

"Of course, you can," Natasha said with a shrug. "What’s the worst that could happen?"

You chewed on your bottom lip, thinking it over. "What if she says no?"

"Then you move on," Bucky said, setting his book down. "But you won’t know unless you try."

It was easier said than done, though. Asking Chloe out seemed like the scariest thing in the world. But the more you thought about it, the more you wanted to. So, naturally, you turned to the people who could (theoretically) help: the Avengers.

The next day, you found yourself in the Avengers Tower, nervously pacing around as you waited for some of the team to show up. You’d decided to gather as much advice as possible before making your move.

Tony Stark was the first to arrive, sauntering into the room with his signature smirk.

"So, I hear you need help asking someone out," Tony said, folding his arms. "Lucky for you, I’m a master at this."

You raised an eyebrow. "Really?"

"Absolutely. Here’s what you do: build her something. Like a mini Iron Man suit. Girls love that."

You blinked. "Uh... I don’t think I can build a suit."

Tony waved a hand dismissively. "Details, details. Just wow her with something impressive. Trust me."

Next up was Thor, who entered with his usual dramatic flair, his hammer in hand.

"Ah, young love!" Thor boomed, clapping you on the shoulder. "The key to winning over a maiden’s heart is boldness! Sweep her off her feet! Declare your feelings loudly and with great passion!"

You couldn’t help but laugh nervously. "I don’t think I should yell at her."

"Nonsense! Nothing says romance like shouting your love from the rooftops!" Thor insisted, his eyes twinkling with excitement.

As more Avengers filtered in, the advice only got more absurd. Clint suggested using arrows to spell out her name in the sky, and Bruce—though more subdued—suggested writing a thoughtful essay about your feelings. You were starting to think none of this was going to help.

It wasn’t until you sat down with your dad, Bucky, that you finally got some real advice.

"So, you’re really into this girl, huh?" Bucky asked, sitting across from you with a serious expression.

"Yeah," you admitted, feeling a little embarrassed.

Bucky nodded thoughtfully. "Here’s the thing: you don’t need to do anything crazy. Just be yourself. Ask her to hang out, maybe go grab some ice cream or something simple. You don’t need fireworks or Iron Man suits. Just be honest."

You looked at him, feeling a wave of relief wash over you. "You think that'll work?"

"I know it will," Bucky said with a soft smile. "She’ll appreciate the real you more than anything."

Taking your dad’s advice to heart, you finally mustered up the courage to ask Chloe out. It wasn’t as dramatic as Tony or Thor would’ve wanted, but it was honest.

"Hey, Chloe," you said one day after school, nervously rubbing the back of your neck. "Do you maybe wanna go get ice cream with me this weekend?"

Chloe’s eyes lit up, and she smiled. "I’d love to."

Your heart skipped a beat when Chloe said yes. For a moment, you were frozen, unable to process that she’d actually agreed to go out with you. But then, slowly, a wide grin spread across your face.

"Great! Um, I’ll text you the details?" you stammered, still trying to keep your cool.

Chloe nodded, her smile warm and genuine. "Sounds good. I’m looking forward to it."

As you walked away, a giddy feeling bubbled up inside you, and by the time you got home, you were practically floating. The moment you stepped into the apartment, you dropped your bag by the door and burst out, "Mom! Dad! She said yes!"

Natasha looked up from where she was sitting on the couch, a knowing smile on her face. "Told you."

Bucky was sitting nearby, his eyes lighting up with pride. "See? Told you all you had to do was be yourself."

You flopped onto the couch between them, still buzzing with excitement. "I’m going to get ice cream with Chloe. This weekend. Can you believe it?"

Natasha chuckled, resting a hand on your shoulder. "I’m happy for you, sweetheart. You did good."

"Now you just have to survive the date," Bucky teased, winking at you.

You laughed nervously. "Yeah… right."

The weekend came faster than you expected, and soon you were standing outside a little ice cream shop, waiting for Chloe to arrive. Your hands were stuffed in your pockets, and your heart was pounding so hard you thought it might burst out of your chest.

When Chloe finally showed up, you felt your breath hitch. She looked even more beautiful than usual, with her hair down in loose waves and a light smile playing on her lips.

"Hey," she said, her voice soft as she approached.

"Hey," you replied, trying not to sound as nervous as you felt. "Ready for some ice cream?"

Chloe grinned. "Definitely."

The two of you went inside, ordered your ice creams, and found a quiet spot by the window. As you sat across from her, the awkwardness you’d feared didn’t show up. Instead, you found yourself talking easily, laughing at her jokes, and feeling more comfortable than you ever thought possible.

"You know," Chloe said after a while, twirling her spoon in her cup, "I’m really glad you asked me out. I’ve kinda liked you for a while."

You blinked, taken aback. "Wait—really?"

Chloe giggled, her cheeks flushing slightly. "Yeah. I wasn’t sure if you felt the same, but… I guess you do."

You felt your face heat up, but this time it wasn’t from embarrassment—it was from happiness. "I do. I really do."

The rest of the date went by in a blur of laughter, smiles, and shared glances that made your heart race. By the time you were walking Chloe back to her place, you were already thinking about the next time you’d see her.

When you reached her doorstep, there was a brief, sweet moment of silence between the two of you. Chloe turned to face you, her eyes soft and warm.

"I had a really great time," she said, her voice gentle.

"Me too," you replied, feeling a little breathless.

There was a pause, and then, without thinking too much about it, you leaned in and kissed her cheek. Chloe’s smile widened, and she gave you a shy wave before heading inside, leaving you standing there with the biggest grin on your face.

When you got home, your parents were waiting, both of them pretending to be casually occupied, but you knew they were dying to know how it went.

"So," Natasha said, raising an eyebrow. "How was it?"

You dropped onto the couch with a happy sigh. "It was perfect."

Bucky smirked. "Told you all you needed was to be yourself. None of that flashy stuff."

Natasha smiled warmly, sitting down next to you. "We’re proud of you. So… is there going to be a second date?"

You grinned, feeling a rush of excitement. "I think so."

Just then, Tony walked into the room, raising an eyebrow. "Did I hear something about a date? Did my advice work?"

Natasha rolled her eyes. "Please, Tony. If she’d followed your advice, she’d be building an Iron Man suit for the next three months."

Tony looked indignant. "Hey, building suits is romantic."

You laughed. "Actually, I didn’t need a suit. I just asked her out, like Dad said."

Tony sighed dramatically. "Ah, young love. So simple and pure. You’ll learn one day, kid."

Over the next few days, the Avengers couldn’t stop teasing you about the date. Clint would randomly shout "Smooth move!" whenever he saw you, and Thor kept encouraging you to "declare your love loudly, as is the Asgardian way!" But in the end, it was all in good fun, and you found yourself loving the chaotic but supportive family you had.

As your relationship with Chloe blossomed, word spread quickly throughout the Avengers Tower. It wasn’t long before all the Avengers were curious about the girl who’d captured your heart.

One day, as you were training with Steve in the gym, he glanced over at you with a grin. "So, when do we get to meet this girl of yours?"

You nearly stumbled over your own feet. "Wait—what?"

"You know," Steve continued, chuckling, "bring her around to meet the team. We’d all love to meet her."

You blushed, feeling a little overwhelmed. "I don’t know… It’s kind of a big step, introducing her to you guys."

Steve gave you a reassuring smile. "Don’t worry. We’ll behave."

You raised an eyebrow. "Will you, though? Because Tony and Thor don’t know the meaning of 'subtle.'"

Steve laughed. "Okay, fair point. But still, she sounds great. I think we’d all like her."

You thought about it for a moment, then nodded. "Maybe soon."

As your relationship with Chloe continued to grow, you found yourself feeling more confident, not just in your relationship but in yourself. Your parents, Natasha and Bucky, were always there to support you, offering advice when you needed it and cheering you on from the sidelines.

One evening, as you sat with them on the couch, watching a movie, Natasha wrapped an arm around you and pulled you close.

"You know," she said softly, "we’re really proud of you. You’ve grown into an amazing person."

You smiled, resting your head on her shoulder. "Thanks, Mom."

Bucky nodded from the other side of the couch, his voice gentle. "We’re lucky to have you."

In that moment, surrounded by the people who loved you most, you realized just how lucky you were. You had a family that supported you, a girl who cared about you, and a future that was wide open with possibilities.

And no matter what came next, you knew you’d be ready—because you had the best parents, and the most chaotic team of superheroes, right by your side.

[sircantus]

Markus Sircantus my favourite fanfic writer tell me... How does one cope with Technoblades passing?

IM SORRY THIS IS KINDA OF A SERIOUS ASK- I DON'T KNOW HOW TO WORD THIS RIGHT BUT- When the "so long nerds" came out I just balled my eyes out, I cried all night (it was night for me when I received the notification) and I was really wrung out the morning after it in school, and people got kinda worried about it and I explained it but- I was 18, it felt silly to cry over a person I never met before (and with gaming content) I really liked his content and it was all I watched in the pandemic but I just. Like. Stopped watching. because I got self conscious about being sad about it, and I thought I had moved on? Accepted? The grief lasted a day but I never thought much about it bcz I never watched his content again.

But now I catch myself thinking about him, missing to watch his streams, wanting to watch again his videos but- every time I see a bit of him, hear a little of his voice, MY EYES GET ALL WATERY AND SHIT, I CAN'T SEE HIM WITHOUT CRYING AND IT SUCKS. I don't really have time to get all sentimental eeeewww emotions but I miss him, I miss him so fucking much.

I've been following you for a long time now! But I have to admit that I only recently got the courage to read one of your oneshots that got Techno in it, its been a good while I didn't read your fics ;v; (sorry).

So... Sorry for the long ask LMAO, I'm just wondering how you- probably a person that likes Technoblade more than me- got over it and ON TOP OF THAT WRITES OF HIM! Please show me the path, enlighten me with your wisdom....

(sorry if I was rude somewhere- If you don't want to you don't need to give me an answer, thanks for the time reading it tho! And thanks for your fanfics! It was really a comfort for me in the down times :3)

(also sorry this is anonymous I'm a coward)

Well, Im actually not quite sure how to cope with it at all. Only the passing of time has made it easier for me to swallow, and in all honesty, i still havent been able to watch any of his videos since. I still flinch in hearing his voice when it shows up on my feed. But i write about him without a second thought, and i guess a reason for that is because at some point i accepted that my writing was a way of keeping him alive. My stories are a comfort for both myself and others wanting to continue to find joy at the thought of him, and i desperately needed comfort in the months after he passed, so i just kept writing until the bitterness stopped.

Its also like. Im kinda stubborn about feeling Bad. Grieving sucks and i hate feeling it and i hate crying so much that i refuse to let it linger and ill cram my head with anything else to let the worst pass. I dont think about him being dead. i just think about how happy he made me feel. I focus on the fact that he was really fucking funny and how he was an inspiration for thousands, and i focus on the fact that he still continues to inspire me in making more silly family dynamic fanfiction. I just dont think about it too much, thats all. I dont have any wise advice to share, haha, just that i try to keep my habits for his memory and for my happiness’ sake

[vmpssd]

more bill brainrot since you're okay with it :) (i think so anyway)

now, I don't really know what scenario to place this in- maybe he's starting to warm up more (physically, emotionally??) or maybe he's helping around your home, I don't know man, D:

he's been really helpful recently, helping with the laundry scattered in the living room, helping to dust some cobwebs in more shaded areas, and other areas of housework.

you couldn't be more thankful for him being so good, lately. it just made your heart warm from seeing him being such a positive influence within you.

you hum whilst drying some dishes, drying them down with a towel while bill takes the dried plates and puts them away, finishing up with your cleaning and with bill putting the last plate away, you smile at him.

"thank you again billy, you've been such a good help, taking such a load off my back."

bill coughs. his yellow color turning red just underneath his eye like blush. his eye averts you, trying to brush it off.

"i'm so good aren't i? the best. you couldn't even think of someone better!"

"mhm, always the best, sweetheart. so good for mommy."

there's something about the way a shiver creeps all the way across bill's body that feels so unreal, even for him. there's a slight, glitched gasp that emits from him at the word 'mommy' that he doesn't seem to register the effect it also has on his body.

bill feels himself heating up considerably fast, a low whine floating through his (non-existent??) mouth. it's not long before you feel him attach himself closer to you, whispering (almost in embarassment) for you to keep talking, just, keep talking.

so you do. "awwh, mommy made you all flustered, billy? so cute. maybe there's a way to make you even more red than you are now."

bill won't admit this (atleast not in this very moment) but he can't deny the pleasure that soars through him that causes his legs to twitch and shake.

he's breathing really heavy now, his eye half-lidded and solely focused on you. watching the way you smile, how your lips curve, that sensual look in your eyes, the way how your body is positioned, just looking down at him like that. (he's in love with it, infatuated, even.)

so when you bend down, pick up his slightly trembling form, and start planting kisses all over him, smearing your lipstick across his body, he can't bring himself to formulate words. let alone a sentence.

he feels the way your lipstick-stained lips glide across his body, the whispers and promises you tell him, the swipe of your tongue and drag of your teeth over his more sensitive zones. oh-ho-ho, he's done for.

"what do you think, billy? should we go back to our room and finish this there? mommy has so much planned with you.."

bill has never made a deal so fast in his life.

(...AAAAAAAA IM SO SORRY IF THIS IS BAD OR SOMETHING, I DIDNT REALLY KNOW WHERE I WAS GOING WITH THIS BUT I HOPE ITS OKAY TO READ IT!! LOVE YOUUU FOR LETTING ME RANT, LEMME KNOW IF ITS ANNOYING, THANK YOU!!)

NO ANON DW DON'T STOP TALKING AND YES IM OKAY WITH IT, I WOULD BE HAPPY TO HEAR YOUR IDEAS BECAUSE IM OBSESSED WITH IT TOO

YOU JUST GAVE ME A WHOLE FIC AND NOW I AM LOVING YOUR MIND. HIM HELPING US WITH HOUSE CHORES AND HOW IN CHARACTER THIS IS?

'aren't i the best' PROCEEDS TO BE A MESS WHEN WE CALL HIM SWEETHEART AND THANK HIM FOR EVERYTHING

I WOULD PUT ON LIPSTICK JUST TO KISS HIM UGGHHHH to see it on his body no matter the shape or if he's even human, im soooo down bad for him that i would do the triangle without hesitation

looking down at him, chuckling to myself to his whines and how each 'mommy' coming out of my lips gets cipher more worked up 😞😞 manifesting this

THE DRAG OF TEETH OHHHH YOURE COOKING ANON I DO HAVE SO MUCH TO DO TO HIM, NOT WRONG IN THAT

NOT BAD ANON YOUR WRITING IS MMHH GOOD, I ATE THIS ALL UP LIKE THE MOST DELICIOUS MEAL I HAD IN WEEKS BCZ NOT MANY PEOPLE TALK ABOUT THIS, I MYSELF NEVER SAW IT

not annoying also anon! you're welcome to come and rant in my asks whenever you want to!

[paperdice]

HIIIII TYSM 4 MAKING MY REQUEST 😭😭 I LOVED IT SM!!!!1!1!! SOOO I was reading like always (? And I’ve seen that Snakefruit actually has like 5 fics and the most recent one is like from 2022?? SOSOSO I thought, could you make a Snakefruit x Dragon reader?? I think that’s an interesting dynamic bcz yk.. he wants to be a dragon.. and ykyk (´⊙ω⊙`)

𝐒𝐧𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐟𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐞 𝐱 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐧 𝐠𝐧!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 (𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬)

"I would paint the skies with the colors of your dreams and dance under the moonlight until dawn, all for you."

Getting the attention of this wannabe dragon wasn't difficult, they had been eyeing you since before your first encounter. You are a noble and fierce dragon with an impressive reputation, after all. They envied your status, your strength, and your dragonhood.

Isn't it ironic that they fell for a dragon? Although it's not entirely surprising. Snakefruit believes that a dragon should be with another Dragon and that the two of you were meant to be together, despite the mistake of them being a snake. They promise that they will soon change and become the strong dragon that you deserve.

➻❥ Since before your relationship and during, it has always been apparent that Snakefruit would always marvel at you no matter what. They treasure their relationship with you absolutely, but there's no doubt that Snakefruit would throw in a few sly compliments that have you rethinking the choices you made.

➻❥ Snakefruit may seem deceitful with their questionable comments, but it's just their way of complimenting you by sounding a little too envious. They have a deceptive way of doing things, but they would never betray you. In their eyes, you've won the war, you've stolen Snakefruits heart and there's no way of getting it back.

➻❥ They know their heart is in good hands, they've spent plenty of time getting to trust you to know that. Maybe that's how you stole their heart. They lean on you with pure admiration, revealing a more loving side beyond their poker face.

➻❥ From their highest love languages to the lowest, the list goes.

Quality time: Having spent all their time helping others reach their goals, nothing compares to just sitting and savoring a moment with you. They're always asking for alone time, whether it's a brief encounter or a sneaky request, and you know they truly desire it.

Physical touch: They were never the touchy type, not before meeting you of course. You're a Dragon with stunning scales that are meant to be cherished. They would lightly caress your Dragon features, hold your hand, softly rub their cheek on you, and snuggle you behind closed doors.

Words of affirmation: You'd think it'd have a higher place but honestly, as much as Snakefruit tries to sound sweet it can sometimes sound alarming. However, that doesn't stop them from trying to get their words through your heart. At times, their words are exactly what you need to hear in the moment.

Gift giving: Another thing you'd think would be higher, they do try and gift you things but it's not their best of work. Yes, they'll find treasures and gather trinkets for you to own, but they only do this if the gift reminds them of you. Searching for a gift isn't out of the equation though the deja vu they get from looking for offerings for Longan Dragon Cookie can get a bit, irritating.

Acts of service: Similar to gift-giving, all Snakefruit has done is serve and serve many times, which is tiring and dehumanizing. After this repeated cycle, I don't think they'd be too willing to do everything for you. They wouldn't mind it at times, but to them, it just doesn't feel like their way of showing you their love.

➻❥ Due to Snakefruit being, well, a snake— this factor has a more dominating effect on their physical appearance. Half cookie doesn't stop how this half-snake is cold-blooded, so Snakefruit is drawn to your warmth.

➻❥ They don't ever announce when they're about to rub and side-nuzzle your body, they just do it. With the cheekiest smile on their face and a sigh of ease, however, they don't stay for long. It's a small tease they like to do; come about, feel your touch, and drift away when you just got comfortable.

➻❥ Though don't pull the same stunt on them, they don't like the taste of their own medicine. The expression of displeasure won't be too harshly painted on their face, but you know they don't like it based on their unnecessary pettiness in the following future. It just lasts a day don't worry.

➻❥ A funny yet sometimes annoying bit they do is when they purposefully drag their S's right when they're buttering you up for a surprise. Something like,,

"Then sshe ssaid.." "..uh huh." "Sssssss" "yes?" "Ssssssssss—" "What did she say?!"

➻❥ Snakefruit always looks out for your Dragon features, as if you were some sculpture to constantly polish. Scales looking a bit loose? Well according to Snakefruits memory, you don't shed till way later. Are you not treating yourself properly?? That won't do, cause now Snakefruit's on your case.

➻❥ Questions about being a Dragon do reach about from time to time, they're curious about what it's like for you to be born with immense power and purpose. They wanna know your every opinion on the rocks they're willing to climb to achieve their goal of being a Dragon, do you think it's possible?

➻❥ Every kiss is precious, whether it's a gentle peck or a vibrant, breath-stealing one. Each time they kiss, they always model a smile on their face, you can always feel more of their smile against your lips whenever they lean in for more. They're so greedy.

➻❥ Snakefruit would enjoy eskimo kisses, it's a kiss where lovers gently rub their noses together, a wholesome gesture Snakefruit does with meaning behind it. These kisses are rarer than the quick peck ones or the sharp intimate ones. Only when they're adoring you behind closed doors, tenderly caressing your features, they can't help but touch your adorable face.

➻❥ Snakefruit doesn't get salty with you being a Dragon, no not at all, if anything you being one encourages them to reach their dream. You deserve the finest passionate love, a Dragons love, they will not wait any longer to become what you are worthy of.

What a fun request to write, I'm glad to know you enjoyed your last ask, and even more so that you came back to request another! I hope you like this one as much as the prior one, don't feel shy to throw in a third request, you're always welcome <333!!

[kizxxxxz]

things i'll write !!

i haven't watched much animes or shows but the more i watch the more i'll end up updating this post so please keep a little look out !!

FANDOMS

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JOJO'S BIZARRE ADVENTURE

RECORDS OF RAGNAROK

SOUL EATER

BLUE LOCK

BUNGOU STRAY DOGS

JUJUTSU KAISEN

TOKYO GHOUL

DEMON SLAYER

MY HERO ACADEMIA

BAKI HANMA

DISASTROUS LIFE OF SAIKI K DANDYS WORLD ALIEN STAGE

GENSHIN IMPACT

COOKIE RUN KINGDOM

CLASS OF '09

PROJECT SEKAI

KAKEGURUI

HAIKYUU

SERAPH OF THE END

BLUE PERIOD

ASSASSINATION CLASSROOM

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(obviously these won't be the only fandoms i will write for because if you have a character i don't know but am willing write then i'll do all the research i can on the character to write it for you so don't be bummed out when you don't see a fandom you were looking for here!)

RULES/OTHER

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please don't get angry or hate just bcz something you dont like is in the fic, everything in the fic is in the tags so read through them!

when requesting please don't be vague, give me any information you can on the character just in case i dont know it

i will NOT be writing for underage characters, if a character you give me is underage i will not be writing it. sorry. an exception is if it's an au, like university au.

i won't be writing tags i dont feel comfortable writing with. e.g; spit kink, rape, incest, pedophilia, vomit kink, foot fetish. basically anything icky.

if i end up forgetting or loosing motivation to write your request or don't even see it please dont be upset and angry, just ask again.

i probably wont write character x character.. idk but i feel like writing x reader is just better for me sorryy :(

i also cannot write gender neutral fics, it has to be fem or masc i'm really sorry !!

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that's it for now, please read these !! tysm :D REQUESTS ARE OPEN!!!

[inotakumagf]

hi!! I don’t know if anyone will see this because i have like no followers, but i’ve been writing fanfic for a while, i just never post it bcz i never finish it lol but do people prefer long works, or works split up into parts? because most of the stuff i write ends up being like 20k. one post means that it would get posted all at once, and parts would mean that there would be time between each update. either way, i want to motivate myself to actually finish the stuff i write bcz i actively have 16 WIPs that are all half done 😭

also hi! if you’re interested in reading fanfics for jjk, red hood, nightwing, tasm, stardew valley, and others, you have come to the right place! :D i am almost done with a few pieces that i’m working on, and i hope you’ll check them out! i also draw (mainly jjk) & i’ve posted a few sketches!!

[canary-curse-57]

I'm feeling silly & goofy tonight, have some quotes from my Jimmy fanfic im writing :D

(note that I'm not writing any romantic relationships in this one!! I'm arospec and have some strong beliefs in the existence of strong platonic love, but if people wanna read this fic as having romantic relationships they are more than welcome to!!)

"The grit of sand covered his body, and he choked around the arrow that should have been lodged in his throat as his grip tightened on his blankets. Memories of flowers and peace and laughter and blood and war and explosions fought with the memories of rulers and kingdoms and demons, and he took a shaky breath as he came to terms with his surroundings."

"Everything was normal, and he would just have to find a way to forget kind eyes and red flowers. He would just have to come to terms with the most realistic dream of his entire life that left him with the most profound feeling of loss. Simple. Easy!"

"He was back in his house in the Codlands. He was back in his house in the Codlands and of course he was, of course this was just another frighteningly realistic dream that would leave him reeling for weeks. Of course he wasn’t close to Martyn and Grian, again, only to have that all ripped away in the end, again. Of course."

"He was last both times and so he remembers both, and isn’t that just the worst? Isn’t that just so unbearably painful, to remember everything in its entirety, but to know that those you were closest with remember nothing more than the ghosts of emotions?"

"He couldn’t help it; they fit together like two pieces that you hadn’t realized were even part of the same puzzle. Jagged edges that seemed to lack the ability to find their place that still found a home."

I've just started the double life chapter, and there's going to be some chatfic segments in here bcz I feel like it & it's good way for me to write interactions because I am NOT good at writing two people talking to each other 😭😭😭

I anticipate the first two chapters being released sometime at the beginning of March, as I'm still waiting for AO3 to invite me so I can make an account!

Fic summary below cut!!

After every life series, Jimmy wakes up. 

At first, he thinks the memories in his head are just a dream: just a crazy-realistic, impossible to forget dream that haunts his waking moments. 

That is, until Last Life happens. 

Grian and Scott reveal that the death games are, in fact, real, and only the winners remember the ones they have won. 

But what about Jimmy?

TLDR; what if the winner AND the loser of each life series remembers what happened? Author is determined to put Jimmy Through It to find out!