#Mcu interactive fic

[ncis-nerd]

A Short Interactive Wanda Fic

Warnings: pet names, suggestive themes, talk of poor eating habits and neglecting of meals, cuddling, slight hurt/comfort, going nonverbal?, slight crying, smut, indepth mention of food, sub r, Wanda calls herself mommy, kissing, fingering.

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[tiny-merkitty]

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| Matt's intern gets overwhelmed at work.

| tags/prefaces: sfw age regression fic, matt is aware reader is a regressor, purely platonic/found family, matt is a father figure, from matt's pov, gn reader, overwhelmed/slight meltdown, neurodivergent reader but i dont think i could write a neurotypical if i tried

it'd been a long day, a long day where you had been growing more and more agitated.

Matt could tell as soon as you walked in, the way you huffed when you assumed he couldn't hear it, the jumbled whine stuck in your throat when the files he'd given you didn't stack together as neatly as you would've liked. his brows creased whenever he had to listen to your heart rate tug itself between rapid and sluggish.

the tips of his calloused fingers traced over the same three punctuated dots on whatever document detailing the latest case he'd been given, a hasty translation. most of the indentations were confusing or off. he didn't really care about the poor accommodations from his client at the moment, though—— his fingers went over the word 'and' about fifteen times before his mind had actually processed it, he was too focused on the sound of his intern shakily jamming a pod of something into the half-dead keruig Karen had gotten for their depressing kitchenette. it was a sweet thought at the time.

he made sure to politely inform her to avoid the $30 facebook marketplace listings afterwards, though.

an annoyed groan punctuated with a salty scent filled the small space, Matt's footsteps nearly silent as he made his way to the doorframe— his thumbs ghosted over the handle of his cane, his brows furrowed in a concerned expression as you tried not to cry over some coffee not going to plan.

“everything alright, kid?”

Matt asked quietly, his voice holding the same cadence of a worried teacher.

you didn't answer, though the familiar sound of muscles tensing around your face followed by fabric rustling at your hands told him you'd simply frowned and begun to fidget. his mind wandered to a different explanation, his own mouth turning into a frown at the thought.

Matt never saw your regression as something to be shamed—— the opposite, actually. no, he'd gone out of his way to stock the office up with hot cocoa packets and rainbow marshmallows (at least, the cashier told him they were rainbow. her heartbeat at the time didn't help his confidence on the matter.), he'd even gotten a little plush to keep on the office's couch.

still, having to watch you feel so upset never made him happy.

his hand carefully extended, feeling for the accursed coffee machine and gently fixing the top shut, his mouth curving into a line when he felt you sway a bit closer to him in the process.

his free hand reached around your shoulder, allowing you to rest against the worn fabric of his suit jacket. a quick smile from him as he listened to your heartbeat calm in his presence. he couldn't help the small swell of pride knowing he was doing something right to try and help ease your emotions.

“I should ask Karen to replace this soon. I think it has a vendetta.”

Matt chuckled quietly, a soft smile pulling at his lips as he reached up into the cabinet above the counter, feeling around for mugs and letting his hands trace over the ceramic. none of them had any features he could discern by touch, aside from a mug you'd attempted to put braille on in puffy paint, and another with three-dimensional fish scales across the front.

“nod when I get to the one you want?” he suggested with a head tilt as his hand went from one mug to the next, listening for your cue to stop.

he gave a soft giggle when his hand rested on a mug sitting somewhere near the top left row, followed by your hand tugging at his sleeve.

“this one, sweetheart?”

he took the sound of your hair brushing up and down as you giving a nod, moving the mug to the base of the machine and feeling for the indented labels over the buttons, turning it on the listening to the creaky sound of water boiling and hot chocolate dispensing out.

his hand idly traced up and down your left shoulder, absently counting each seam and thread along your shirt as the creaky noises came to a quick halt.

“careful, it's hot.”

he murmured, opting to hold the base of the mug as he handed it to you, waiting a moment to be sure you were holding onto it tight.

“now, we don't have any whipped cream—— but I'm told these marshmallows are shaped like rabbits...”

Matt's voice came out with a smile, his words enunciated with some suspense to try and make you happy, you exhaled a bit out of your nose, so he took that as a win.

he placed a few into the mug and let you hold onto his forearm as he walked you back into his office, sitting beside you on the hand-me-down sofa—— he chose not to ask Foggy where he'd gotten it, but most signs pointed to side of the road. nothing a gallon of lysol couldn't fix, he guessed. the springs prorested beneath the two of you, your head falling onto his shoulder almost instinctively, he was quick to bundle you in a blanket he'd left folded on the arm, exhaling a long breath as he listened to yours beginning to even out, the smell of sugary chocolate and printer paper filling his nose.

“s‘ has cats on it..”

his brows raised when you spoke, it'd been a little bit since you'd said anything today. anything of your own volition, at least.

“the mug?” he asked carefully, his own eyes beginning to droop, you were a welcome warmth against him, your own sleepiness felt contagious.

you gave a nod, felt against the crook of his neck as you sipped from the newly learned cat mug.

“that's nice, angel. are you tired?”

the question was rhetorical, more or less. he knew you were, his hand was already prepping to catch the half-full mug and set it on his desk in the event of you getting too lethargic to hold it up properly.

you nodded again, Matt gave a smile, tucking the blanket up just under your neck, your legs bunched up on the pleather couch.

“I think my client will understand if we take a nap,” his thumb traced over your brow, lulling your eyes shut. “just rest, the case will still be there in the morning.” Matt's voice was a mumble, drifting into soothing murmurs and eventual silence once he was sure you were fully asleep, his free hand underneath the mug, carefully removing it from your limp fingers and placing it on the nearest surface.

he gently laid on his back, letting you bundle up and rest your head on his chest, he didn't mind the cramped space on the couch. you were comfortable and at ease, that was all that mattered to him for the time being.

[faibleprompts]

Faible prompt of the day!

I am guilty of being a stucky shipper

[imavikingo]

There is something that I can’t understand and will never understand about fandom “culture”

Why EVERYTHING (or a lot of things) need to be canon or acknowledged by the actors/directors/producers to be accepted by the fandom? In specific ships?

And why when a “ship” (two characters, really) have more screentime than others/other characters aren’t in the picture anymore, people take that as a victory as see their ship as more valid and “actually canon”? And mock/harass others for it?

Also there is this thing people have been doing a lot too: Thats calling everyone that doesn’t like the ship you like names (and also calling them terms that before actually meant something awful but nowadays can be said for simply tagging the incorrect ship in a fucking post)

Canon isn’t always the norm here kid. At least when it relates to ships and scenarios. (Bc if we’re talking about characterization… yes it needs to be canon in a sense or we’re writing/making ocs out of canon characters)

Most of the more popular ships will never be canon and have never been, especially the gay ones. (See Drarry, Narusasu, Frodo/Sam, Johnlock, etc, etc)

So why suddenly we care so much about what NEEDS to be canon or not?

Why people NEED to see their ships be canon so badly?

Sure, I can be seen as a hypocrite because Ive been talking about Stucky a lot in the canon and what happened in EG, but they actually did that themselves. The directors talked about gay characters, the actors talked about Stucky. So actually it isn’t something ludicrous or anything. (I’ve never thought they would actually make the ship canon -bc that would be a big problem for them “how can you make Cap America gay!” And shit- but I thought they would at least make them still be friends or friendly or acknowledge the “bromance” and they just killed the friendship in one scene with the most ooc shit ever). In fact, I’m more annoyed by that. They assassinated Steve’s character and Bucky’s progress.

Nevermind…

Why people fight so much about ships and use terms that shouldn’t be brought into stupid shit like this?

Fandoms are supposed to be fun and to have discussions (in good faith) about the canon. What we like and what we don’t like about it.

Besides, a lot of current media are about stuff that’s been remade over and over again. So they have a lot of adaptations and you can pick and choose too, if you want.

And if you don’t like the canon? Easy! Do analysis, criticize it, write fics, do fanart, do creative shit or simply ignore it! No one is forcing you to keep on watching the show or the stuff you now hate/cant stand. That’s what Im doing at least.

Sure, I criticize some people and movies a lot and get actually annoyed by the disrespect towards/assassination of some characters, but at the end of the day I can only shrug and say “it is what it is” and leave it at that. (Meaning not giving them money for the new stuff/not watching nor caring about it and only acknowledging the old things I actually care about and like)

But I don’t insult or disrespect other people in fandom because of it. And also I don’t harass the directors or actors either, ffs.

Idk, Ive always been on the sidelines of the stuff I follow, I’ve never been on the thick of fandoms so maybe thats why I don’t understand.

And I’ve also not seen so many crazy shit (the most crazy stuff Ive seen is people calling others racists for tagging a ship incorrectly and also others inflating the tag of a ship in ao3 so their ship would be “the most popular” with most fics, in that fandom) because I actually curate what I see. I don’t like a ship? I mute, if I can’t stand a person or a ship? I block em. Simple and easy.

I’ve always drawn stuff for myself, read fics and made headcanons. Only recently I’ve been sharing stuff more openly, so maybe it’s that.

Idk.

I’m just tired of seeing discourse and people fighting over this stuff.

[succulentlesbians]

well actually it started as a reawakened blackhill obsession which wound up into a natasha and yelena obsession and then i saw fic with yelena natasha AND daisy??? I am in a obsession blackhole. Help me. But actually this is just me complimenting your fic again. I hadn't really considered the dynamic of season 4 daisy and just freed Yelena and it is DELICIOUS. The levels of trust and comfort Yelena would have to have towards Daisy to go to her instantly out of everyone alone makes me really curious about their previous relationship. Then Yelena and Daisy's exploration of the cities they go to and just being regular girls, even for a moment was just so heartwarming. I especially enjoyed the scene where Daisy kept the gelato cool for Yelena, it speaks a lot about their relationship that she'd use her powers (Which in season 4 she'd probs consider a burden/curse) just to do something so simply sweet is just. OUCH. Thanks for the very good fic :) Can't wait to see where you go with it.

god i love blackhill i love nat & yelena i love all three of them, you're so real for this spiral

daisy & yelena background is definitely something i've been thinking about. i wasn't able to really include it bc the fic was all in daisy's POV but i think that their interactions when they were younger is what "saved" yelena, where she was close to pulling a nat and leaving because of daisy (except then obv got brainwashed...).

daisy helped her see the beauty in humanity again bc she has so much compassion and yelena, who would've been pretty damn burned out by the red room at that point, would be able to feel some companionship in a way that we dont see btwn the widows bc of the competition btwn them and really latch onto daisy and to some extent, trust her with being a human in a way that she couldn't with other widows. so of course when she gets free she wants to go back to someone who made her feel real and alive, someone who she trusts.

them exploring the cities was something that i tried to put in thinking of yelena in hawkeye- she explicitely asks kate abt seeing the sights in new york, so i wanted to adapt that to this fic! she wants to have new experiences! she wants to live and explore! and of course it added a nice lighter component to an otherwise emotionally heavy fic where daisy also gets to just live for a little while, which she absolutely does not do ever. get this girl a work-life balance.

daisy using her powers is always such an interesting thing to think about. she hates it at first. she believes they're a gift. she sees the destructive nature of them. she fully believes that she breaks the world apart. she believes that they're all of what she is. she doesnt care if it hurts her. all in the seven seasons and often at once.

but also overwhelmingly we only see her use them in battle situations. and she can do so much beyond that! def i think s4 shes only using them when necessary for her self-assigned murder mission so branching out is a whole different thought for her. id like to expand on this a bit in the next fic bc her powers are Always on my mind but... we'll see. cant have everything 😭 even though im the one writing it.

but me getting into daisy's head for this whole fic was: how can i help lena, how can i make her feel better, how can i help her succeed. wait a fucking second why am i going through emotional growth? none of that. let me focus on yelena. noo the emotional growth is getting meeeee.

[pensnstars]

namor making a custom made water suit just for shuri and he makes sure it’s not as bulky and big as the first one she wore. no, this suit fits her body like a glove and he can finally take her hand in his as they explore talocan together.

and if the suit is made of all the different colors from his royal garment and if the suit has hand painted designs by him and if the suit is dripping with jade beffiting a queen, no one says a thing.

[grey-mattered]

i love characters/ships with 10 minutes of screen time or less💓

[imperiuswrecked]

“It wasn’t really Namor’s fault that Ramonda died” IT WAS. IT WAS. WHY ARE YOU TRYING TO TAKE THIS AWAY? I’M SORRY IF YOU CAN’T STOMACH NAMOR NOT BEING PERFECT BUT PLEASE STOP. For fucks sake, it was by HIS HAND the queen died! Yeah there were outside factors pushing Wakanda and Talokan towards conflict but stop trying to erase the fact he has and would kill people!

[starkslove101]

PRESENT OF THE PAST READINGLIST

CHAPTER 1: "The future becomes the present

CHAPTER 2: "Welcome home"

CHAPTER 3: "The not-so- grand entrance"

CHAPTER 4: "My past. My future. My hell."

CHAPTER 5: "The Good. The bad and the okay, I guess"

CHAPTER 6: "God, you're hot"

CHAPTER 7: "Project freedom"

CHAPTER 8: "This is everything I never wanted"

CHAPTER 9: "Oh, that's awkward"

CHAPTER 10: "Ah, there it is. Bitterness"

CHAPTER 11: "Build me up, Buttercup"

CHAPTER 12: "Choices within four walls"

CHAPTER 13: "Glorious Purpose"

CHAPTER 14: "The Battle of New York

CHAPTER 15: "Ignorance is Bliss, right?"

CHAPTER 16: "I've seen it al before and I can't take it anymore"

CHAPTER 17:"desperate measures"

CHAPTER 18: “Shadows in Time: A Journey Beyond 2012” 

CHAPTER 19:"King Ahmed Of Avelora"

CHAPTER 20:“I want to be free from desolation and despair”

CHAPTER 21: "The prince of rescue"

CHAPTER 22:"Ransom's Legacy"

CHAPTER 23:“Here I am alone between the heavens and the embers”

CHAPTER 24:"The one where Tony has a flashback"

CHAPTER 25:"Ahmed and Sons"

CHAPTER 26:"Echoes of a prophecy"

CHAPTER 27: "Out in the open"

CHAPTER 28: "Just my luck"

CHAPTER 29:"A stranger in a strange land"

CHAPTER 30:

CHAPTER 31:

DISCLAIMER:

Please, comment if you want a tag when I update this story.

UPDATE:

List has been updated.

[moinsbienquekaworu]

How have I been in fandom for - going on 8 years (?) and not gotten into fanvids before?? All the association I could have been making.... All the memories.... All the composition and clever editing....

[bagheerita]

Thanks @chaniis-atlantis and @annwayne for the tags!!

FIC STATS MEME

Rules: Give us the links to your fics with the most hits, second most kudos, third most comments, fourth most bookmarks, fifth most words, and your fic with the least amount of words.

Most Hits: "Nemo" (SGA) y'all out there rereading Nemo I love you ❤❤❤

Second Most Kudos: "Nykteridalatry" (SGA)

Third Most Comments: Uh that's Nyk again ^ I will finish it! someday

Fourth Most Bookmarks: "Your Prison Is Walking Through This World All Alone" (MCU) frostiron my beloved

Fifth Most Words: "One and One and One is Three" (MCU) massive multiverse fic only 5th most in words, news at 11

Least Words: "Feast" (SGA) 100 words- my "can I do it" drabble lol

np tags: I feel like I've done a lot of these lately so please tag yourself if you want to

[tiny-merkitty]

dad/caretaker matt murdock hcs ₊˚ʚ₊˚✧ ﾟ.

(read as platonic & familial only! i do not write for romantic pairings.)

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the sweetest most attentive father figure ever

he can hear your heartbeat, the vague ways your breaths change, feel how sleepy and lethargic you get, he'll do everything he can to be helpful and caring when you need it!!!

don't feel like talking? that's okay, he can tell if what he's doing is helping without needing words.

he has to deal with alot of loud everywhere else anyway, whether that's in a tiny, packed office space or the entirety of manhattan — he's always welcome to unwind at home in silence.

he'd try to deduct anything that's making you uncomfortable without having to ask, he knows that constant interrogation can just make things more overwhelming.

you keep whimpering? your stomach is full, you seem to be warm enough— is his beard too scratchy? here, he'll move your head down to his chest.

he'd use alot of different nicknames, as well as just your actual name, but the ones that roll off the tongue most tend to be 'baby', 'sweetheart' & 'angel'

being mean towards his loved ones isn't in his vocabulary, if you've done something wrong there won't be anything more extreme than a gentle conversation — at worst, he uses his lawyer voice™, which consists of very, very, long spiels about how he's not mad! just a little disappointed!

he'd never take things away from you as a form of punishment though, he knows what it's like to grow up with sparse things in environments that weren't emotionally nurturing.

if anything, he is the biggest advocate for spoiling his kid — even if he won't admit it.

never in a grand way, but if you looked at a stuffed animal for three seconds too long in an aisle, it's finding it's way into the cart by check-out.

you like a certain brand of toaster waffles? what a coincidence, the fridge has five boxes!

if you make him anything at all, he is using it until it disintegrates.

you made him a bracelet? he's wearing it everywhere. including in the daredevil suit.

you drew something? he's sure it looks wonderful, whatever it is, he's already framing it in his office.

(yes this has something to do with a certain somebody abandoning him over a friendship bracelet as a child)

he likes having you physically close to him, the louder your heartbeat is in his ears, the more secure he can feel about your safety.

your warmth reminds him that you're okay, so he likes having you nearby, whether you're heads on his stomach or you're sitting somewhere three rooms over.

he's not a helicopter parent, per-se, but he has a tendency to be protective and worried —

he tries to be around at nighttime, even with the whole vigilante gig getting in the way sometimes, having you play doctor on his wounds makes him feel both guilty and comforted.

his favorite form of tylenol has a tiny heartbeat and hands that wrap around his fingers, after all.

bedtime stories aren't his favorite thing in the world, for obvious reasons, but if he's trying to get you to sleep, sometimes he'll practice his latest defenses until you nod off.

he assumes the legal talk knocks you out better than goodnight moon, anyway.

depending on the day, he's bringing you along to the office or church with him — the firm isn't very full during certain seasons, so he figures you can take a nap on the couch in his office or color over Foggy's paperwork.

Foggy's not the biggest fan of the latter —

the underneath of Matt's desk also makes a great fort— he'll pretend he can't hear you sticking stickers to the bottom or playing with his shoelaces.

on weekends, he'll take you by St. Agnes to sleep through morning mass, Sister Maggie usually has a hot chocolate ready for you in a special mug afterwards.

he's not one to force things like sunday school on you, but the church is a place he grew up and visits often, plus letting you see his mother makes him smile.

the two of you get donuts on the way home — or, you get donuts and Matt gets something overpriced and artisanal while he tries not to cringe at the overbearing scent of dyed sugar.

he's definitely a silly dad, holding you upside down by your ankles or slinging you over his shoulder while he cleans the apartment.

he draws out questions and asks silly things just to hear you giggle — "what?! you're four years old? are you sure? are you actually... five? no?"

overall, you're his kid and he loves you more than anything.

[plaidpyjamas]

you know how sometimes on tumblr you'll just be minding your own business, blogging like a little gremlin, and then out of nowhere a celebrity will reblog your thirst post and basically jumpscare you?

ok so imagine you've made a thirst post about one of the Avengers bucky, only for that specific avenger to reblog your post with a tag like nice or thanks or something idk I just feel like that would be a fun fic idea so I'm throwing it out into the world somebody write it PLEASE

[lokiinmediasideblog]

I have begun writing the Frigga time loop chapter as well as coming up with other plot points I am quite excited about. But I am stuck on how to get Loki in trouble to get put in there. I have been stuck writing a failed attempt to either trick Sylvie or escape with her again. And there's the whole, how the hell do you get such a skittish character trust a character famed for deceit? That's challenging. I am wondering if I should just have her be like "Hell no." and just yeet the fuck out of there. I will if I get lazy enough.

[hannukahmatata]

Ock to Lo: "You handled that a lot better than expected"

Lorelei's New Year's Resolution was fairly simple - cut back on the snarking.

It was easy to fall into; everyone back home quipped through conversations like it was going out of fashion, and she found herself being defensively sarcastic any time somebody questioned her choices in aesthetic, strategy, even her name. It kept her safe - but it also kept people away, which was counter-intuitive at best.

That didn't seem to be the case here. It was New York, of all places, and yet people seemed more inclined to wear their heart... perhaps not on their sleeve, but on their arm at least, with the sleeve rolled up enough for a glimpse of what lay beneath. She couldn't continue as things were, because she didn't want to hurt people and didn't want to just be a defensive asshole, instead of a reasonably defensive asshole.

And so she'd promised herself not to quip, at least not unless she thought it'd make the other person laugh, and instead respond sincerely where she could.

It was hard. It was hard and scary to be open, to even risk being vulnerable after the last decade of hero work. Luminous was an airtight suit of armor, a mask that kept things out as well as in - she was lonely, but she was safe.

And so here she was, listening to Doctor Octopus Octavius speak -

"You handled that a lot better than expected."

- And she had to respond sincerely. Luminous took a breath.

"What makes you say that?" Okay, still distant, but better than whatever witticism she was going to say on reflex. The doctor looked at her behind opaque goggle lenses, and his thin frown did little to betray his thoughts.

"You know perfectly well what I'm referring to."

He was looking down at her, because he always was, but this time he'd knocked her onto her back after a rather lengthy tussle between herself and all six of his limbs that were swinging at her.

Tritium had been the prize of the day, and she'd managed to wrestle it from him at the last second and toss it to Spider-Man. The web-slinging hero was already bringing it back to where it belonged, and the doctor would probably be giving chase, if not for her powers keeping his actuators planted firmly to the ground in grips of faint gold light.

That was probably what he meant just then.

It was rare for her to have the advantage like this, but she knew if she tried to move even one of them, or even herself, her concentration would break and he'd be free. Best to just... engage in conversation.

"Well, I tend to do a lot better once I get my bearings."

"I see." And then he was - oh, he could still move the limbs, just not the claws at the end, so he was kneeling down to meet her at eye level. Not that it helped - unlike his sunglasses, the goggles were impenetrable, so the fact that he was probably making eye contact did nothing to put her at ease.

Honestly, it was probably worse.

"Have you always had trouble getting your bearings before? The last time I saw you..."

"You don't have to remind me." He'd grabbed her with the claw, she'd broken free, failed to catch herself and fallen ass-first into the river beneath them. Her only comfort was he didn't find the damn suitcase, and Spidey had managed to retrieve it - and get in a well-meaning laugh as she wrung herself out, just for good measure. "I was having an off-day."

His lips pulled into that lopsided smile, and her grip on the claws tightened just to keep from reflexively going lax. He was handsome, but that wasn't a reason to be stupid.

Again.

"I see. Well, glad to see you back on your feet." Luminous frowned from her place on the floor, though it was somewhat mitigated by the mask covering the bottom half of her face. As it was, he could probably only see the furrow of her brow and angry eyes staring back up at him.

"You have to let me go eventually, you know." His elbows were propped on his knees, and despite the situation he seemed to be... amused, even enjoying himself. "And I have the feeling that's going to happen sooner rather than later."

"And what makes you say that?" Okay, so thinking of intelligent things to say on the spot was hard without the quipping.

"Well, you're still down here, aren't you?" That damn smile again. "I don't think you can get up, not without letting me go."

Dammit. Luminous kept staring at him. His smile persisted.

"I thought so. Now," he said, and offered a hand, "please, Miss Luminous, let me help you up."

Oh, he just didn't play fair.

[heartreactor]

((Extending the offer here.))

Free Kudos!

Not even sure if you do this here, but, eh, thought I'd give it a try.

What's the deal, then? So, I feel rather meh right now so I thought, hey, I could do one of those with the kudos and the comments and the fics again. Drop your fics and I'll give kudos/comments. That's it. Easy, right?

It's more likely for me to read for fandoms like Marvel, Harry Potter, Star Wars, Once Upon a Time, and some Disney movies, but feel free to drop others just in case anyone else sees this and is interested to read them. Or me. Like, I have so many fandoms I don't even know if there are fics in them...

Multichapter fics are fine, but it's more likely for me to read just one chapter for the comment, so let me know if there's a particular chapter you would like me to read.

Also, I won't likely read "smut without plot" but the same rule applies.

Thanks!

Note: it might take me a few days to go through things, just be patient with me.