#THANK YOU SM FOR SENDING THIS NAT!!!

[vivwritesfics]

Grow Old With You

Bob didn't want to introduce his girl to his squad. But she was his fiance and he did want them at the wedding. When Hangman tries it on, Bob knows she really is the one

This is so fluffy I love him sm

She squeezed his hand. "We don't have to do this if you don't want to," she whispered to him.

When Bob turned to her, she fixed his hair and gently pushed his glasses up his nose. He shook his head and squeezed her hand. This was something they had to do, he knew it.

After he had been called back to Top Gun, Bob had been permanently stationed in San Diego (aside from deployment). He and the rest of his squad were kept together, ready at a moments notice to be called back to Top Gun.

After two months of living there, the most beautiful woman knocked on his door. Her car had broken down and her phone had no battery. Bob was only too happy to help. She'd introduced herself abd he introduced himself right back. Except he introduced himself as Robert. Nobody called him Robert.

"But you can call me Bob," he said quickly, correcting himself. Bob had offered her something to eat while they waited for the tow truck to arrive.

They'd spoken a lot in that time. She found out he was a Weapon Systems officer and she was fascinated. It was easy to lose track of time with Bob.

Before she knew it the tow truck was pulling up outside. While the mechanic hooked her car up, she wrote down her phone number and left it on his kitchen table, praying he would call her.

She didn't tell him she had left it. Bob couldn't help but regret not asking for her number as she climbed into the tow truck. He should have gone with her, he thought instantly. Or, at least driven her there himself.

But it was too late, and he doubted he'd ever see her again. Sighing, he headed back into his house. He didn't notice the little piece of paper on his table at first, walked past it at least four times before he finally saw it.

And, when he did see it, he immediately saved her number to his phone. He didn't text or call right away, but he didn't know how long to wait.

This wasn't his department. This was something Hangman and Rooster usually did. Part of him was itching to ask them for advice, but he wanted to keep her to himself. God knows as soon as Hangman and Rooster found out about her, it would be game over for him.

The WSO looked at his future wife, at the woman he wanted to spend the rest of his life with. He could do this. For her, he could do this.

Bob lifted her hand to his lips and kissed the back of it. "Ready," he said and pulled her towards The Hard Deck.

He couldn't very well message Rooster and Hangman, he knew that. But there was one person he could ask for advice. Nat was only to happy to help Bob with what to say. She gave him flirty lines to text to her.

But, the more that Natasha sent to him, the more things didn't feel right to Bob. He couldn't send any of these. 'You can take a ride in my cockpit ;)' and 'Are you a tarmac? Because my heart wants to land and stay with you' especially didn't feel right to him.

Bob thanked Natasha for her help, but he didn't take it. No, three days after he had met her, three days after she had left her number on his kitchen table, Bob finally messaged her.

'Hey, it's Bob'

That was all his text said. Anxiously he waited for her to text back. What if she doesn't? What if she was just being polite? What if she'd already forgotten about him?

'Hey, the WSO, right?' She had texted back. 'I was beginning to think I wasn't going to hear from you, haha'

The way Bob's heart was beating, he couldn't believe it. She was interested, and she had been waiting for him.

Bob felt the blush raising to his cheeks as he typed back a response. They texted through the afternoon, only stopping because they needed to sleep. The conversation ended with her asking him over for dinner, to repay for how he helped her when the car broke down.

The music didn't stop when they walked in. That would have been dramatic, but very fitting, thought Bob. But, the way all if his squad was staring at him, the music might as well have stopped.

She squeezed his hand and he started forward, taking her over to the squad. Only Natasha knew of her existence and, as much as Bob wanted it to, he couldn't keep things that way.

The dinner was the first date of many. Neither of them had known it was a date, not until much later in the relationship. There was a second, and then a third. On the third they found themselves on his couch, her arms around his neck as they kissed.

It was maybe two months after that third date that they realised the first dinner they had was their first date. But Bob already had the date memorised.

Bob had let her set the pace on their relationship. She was the one who had him wrapping his arms around her, she was the one jumping into hid arms after days apart and kissing him softly.

Four months of this and Bob realised that he wanted to grow old with her.

"Who the hell have you got there, Baby On Board?" Hangman called. He wasn't looking at Bob, concentrating on the woman stood beside him. As he usually did when facing a gorgeous woman, Jake wore his killer smile.

"Shut up," Natasha said to him as she strode forward. "I'm Nat, its nice to finally meet you."

Although this was her first time meeting them, Bob had been sure to tell his girl all about them. As they cooked dinner together, moving in tandem around the kitchen, he'd tell her about their first time at Top Gun, when they were all called back for a mission.

They were stories she'd never get bored of hearing. Her Bobby, the weapon systems officer.

They introduced themselves to her. One by one she shook their hands grinning at them. Bob couldn't help but feel slightly protective as she shook Bradley and Jake's hands.

As the game of pool resumed, Bob sat himself on a stool and pulled her into his chest. His hands settled over her stomach and she leaned against him as she spoke to his squad.

After a good few minutes, Bob hopped up from his seat. "I'll get us some drinks," he said and kissed her cheek. She squeezed his bicep as he walked to the bar.

As soon as Bob was out of sight, Jake came walking towards her. He was the only one she recognised from just how often her Bob complained about him. "What did Baby On Board do to get a pretty thing like you?" He asked as he leaned against the wall beside her, towering over her.

She stared at him, clearly unimpressed. "Uhm, he's sweet, lovely, a perfect gentleman and incredibly hot," she said as she looked towards the bar, searching for her Bobby.

But Hangman wasn't giving up. "Okay, so what do I have to do to get a girl like you?"

She reeled of the list she had just given him.

"Okay," he tried again, leaning closer. "What do I have to do to get you?"

She rolled her eyes. Finally Bob came back and passed her a beer. "Thank you, Bobby," she said and kissed his cheek as he wrapped an arm around her. She turned her attention back to Jake and held up her hand, revealing the ring on her finger.

"Oh," Hangman said and backed away.

Bob grinned and leaned down to kiss her. This was the woman he was going to spend his life with.

[wandanatrules]

Can you do beefy!Nat where she comes home to see the reader in a little maid or school girl costumes and fucks the shit out of her with a strap. And makes reader gag on the strap. And maybe a size kink?

My Little Maid

word count: 730

pairing; beefy, ceo, g!p nat x subby, maid, fem reader

I’m trying to work on these requests, please keep sending them in. Thank you sm for supporting my work! I know this one is pretty short, but I’m trying to write as much as possible while I am still on winter break. Also thank you to all of those who message me and want to become mutuals I love talking to you all. I am also following back everyone that follows me. Sorry for rambling I hope you enjoy!

warnings: smut, oral (N receiving), foul language, cnc, choking kink, slut shaming, fingering, penetration

After a hard day at work, your boss Natasha walked through the door loosening her tie and kicking off her shoes. You waited for her at the door with a glass of whiskey ready to take her coat. You turned around to go tidy up when she grabbed you by the wrist. Accidentally knocking the drink out of her own hand and spilled it down your breasts, soaking your blouse and staining the carpet. 

“It seems as though i’ve made a mess, won’t you be a dear and clean it up for me my little maid?” Natasha rasped in your ear, standing behind you grasping your tits.

“Uggh oh yes ma’am of course” You say hurriedly as you grab your rag and drop to your knees to clean up the spilled liquid.

Natasha watches in awe as you lean over harshly scrubbing the floor as your tits spill out of the top to your maid costume. Your panty-less ass was sticking out of the too short skirt that came with the outfit, as you leaned further onto the floor. Natasha’s dick began to stir in her pants as she reached down to grip your hips, muscles  tensing. She just sat back and watched your ass move as you continued your attack on the stain.

“Don’t worry Ms. Romanoff i’m gonna get the stain out” you said determined, unaware that the woman behind you had dropped her pants and was stroking her cock to the sight of you. She was painfully hard and the only thing that would help her was your tight, wet, depths, so she quickly ripped down your skirt and thrusted herself into you, shocking you.

“Oh my god, Ms. Romanoff please.” you moaned as she picked up the pace with her brutal attack on your cunt. 

“You are such a slut, letting anybody fuck your tight little pussy.” She rasped in your ear as she tied her belt around your neck to pull you back. “I should start making messes more often.”

“Ma’am I don’t know if we should be doing this, it's unprofessional.” You stammered out while trying to regain your composure. Your comment made her more feral as she pulled you up with the belt tightening it around your neck.

“You know you want this you fucking slut, walking around here with these tight shirts that spill your boobs out and short short skirts that leave your ass out every time you go to bend over. You knew since the moment you applied for this job that you wanted me to fuck you. Don’t ever disrespect me again. Shut up and take whatever I fucking give you.” Your boss said as she pushed you onto your stomach jerking the cum out of her dick before it spurted all over your chest and face.

“Hurry up and clean up this mess.” She said lifting you back onto your knees, so you can suck the sperm off of her cock. “ I should’ve cum inside you, you would be so sexy all round and plump with my baby walking around here cleaning up my messes. Wouldn’t you, my little maid? Such a shame it went to waste.” 

You expertly swallowed her cock as she held down your head and roughly fucked your mouth. She was on her knees, her tall frame with hard chiseled abs, towered over you as you looked up at her and continued to suck her off. The throbbing between your legs was getting unbearable so you started to hump the rag you used to clean up her spill, moving your hips faster along with your mouth.

“Such a slut.”, she said as she removed her hands from your head and trailed them down to your wet and sticky cunt. Giving you her fingers to hump on. 

“Oh my god ma’am i’m gonna cum, please.” you said falling apart in seconds above her expert fingers.

“I’m right there with you sweet heart.” She said as she finally let loose for the second time. A hot rush of cum dispensed down your throat spilling out the sides of your mouth as you tried your best to swallow it all. 

“Oh natty, that was so good.” You said as she helped you up off the floor, “We should role play more often.”

“Of course baby, don’t forget I’ve got that school girl outfit coming in the mail.”

[natashaslesbian]

Hi! 😊

I don't know if your requests are still open but I am just going to leave my request here just in case they are.

So this is a Mama!Nat request where Y/N (kid, around the age of 6 or 7 if it's possible) celebrates her birthday while she's on the run in Norway with her Mama and Natasha tries to make Y/N's day as happy as possible, even managing to buy a cake for her daughter as a surprise alongside a new teddy bear.

I understand if the requests are closed or if you don't want to write this. Thank you so much for your time and I want you to know that I'm a big fan of your work! It's absolutely amazing!!! Sending lots of love 😊🧡

7 Laps Around The Sun

A/N: I absolutely adored this request and loved writing it, thank you sm! This isn’t proof read so please don’t mind any mistakes or typos :))

Word Count: 964

Parings (Mom!Natasha x Daughter!Reader) (Nat x Mason) (referenced to Clint and blackhill)

Warnings: none :))

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The door to the trailer creaked louder than ever. Why was it always when someone is trying to be quiet things make the most noise. Natasha pulled the heavy door to a close with one hand, the other carrying a large plastic bag of supplies. The redhead heard small shuffles from your shared bedroom and paused her movements, you must have settled again immediately as Nat didn’t hear anything else throughout the cold trailer. Norway was always cold but especially in late autumn, the widow would have to find another safe house to take you too, it was relatively safe here but the winter was fast approaching and Natasha wasn’t going to let you, her daughter, go cold all season.

A while later you stirred again, rolling over to mamas side of the bed. The mattress was cold beneath the sheets, it told you that Natasha wasn’t there. “Mommy” you quietly called out, eyes still shut and your grip tight on the purple baby blanket. Oh how you missed Jimmy, your beloved stuff bear, there just wasn’t any time to grab him before you left. you peeled your eyes open to the dimly lit room “Mamma” you called louder. The doors angle increased and your favourite person appeared “hey there beautiful, did you have a good sleep?” Natasha asked. You hummed and opened your arms wide for a cuddle. Mommy came and scooped you up tightly “happy birthday baby” she said as she tickled your belly. Today you were 7 years old, you felt so grown up, but this birthday was defiantly going to be different. “Thank you mommy” you said as you slid down her slender frame “can I have the chocolate cereal today? As I’m 7 now!” You begged at your mamas hip bone. Natasha had promised that as you were away from home this year you could have a special cereal as a birthday treat, she never let you have anything chocolaty before midday! It was the best she could offer until she laid sleepless last night with a new idea.

“I told you not to knock!” Natasha said as she opened the trailer door “sorry” Mason whispered “I forgot” Natasha stepped out of the door, making sure each lock was secure “ok, just sit here and don’t go inside, y/n’s a heavy sleeper so she shouldn’t wake up” the fugitive explained “I’ll be as quick as I can, there’s a 24 hour store about 20 minutes away so I’ll be like an hour tops” “ok all clear, I’ll be here”

“Actually sweetheart, I have a little surprise for you” your mama said. You eyes and ears perched up “really? What is it mama!” You exclaimed “come with me baby” Natasha said as she took hold of your small hand, wrapping her fingers around your knuckles. Mommy lead you into the main section of the trailer and you let out a loud yelp when you saw the array of pink and purple balloons gently rolling around the room in the dull wind. You looked up at the walls to find a huge banner displaying a sparkly ‘happy birthday’. You were truly amazed, when had your mama had time to do all this? “What do you think y/n?” Nat said “I love it! Thank you so much mommy!” You beamed. “You are very welcome darling” Natasha said as she hoisted you up onto her hip “but guess what?” You perched up immediately “wha mama!” You asked “there’s one more surprise, over by the fridge” your mommy said as she carried you towards the old grayed out refrigerator.

“Cake cake cake!” You exclaimed upon seeing the bright pink sparkly birthday cake, topped with sprinkles and a wonky 7. “I know this birthday is a bit different, but my baby girl always has a birthday cake, no matter what” Nat would move heaven and earth for you. “Wait mama look!” You said as you little feet pattered on the floor after escaping Natasha’s grip “a stuffy bear!” Just left of the cake was a light brown bear, tag still connected to its ear. “So there is!” Mama said, pretending she had no idea where he had come from “someone special must’ve left him for you” she didn’t like to lie, but Natasha just wanted you to have a little magic in your life “maybe uncle Clint?” You questioned “maybe, what are you going to name him?” You hummed for a moment “Peter! Because Peter is my favourite and I miss him” you said, a hint of sadness in your tone, Nat frowned. “That’s a perfect name”

“Who’s that?” You said after hearing three consecutive knocks on the door, Masons secret code to let Natasha know there was no danger. “Well if we’re going to have a party then we need guests” Your mama said as she opened the door to the strange man you’d never seen before “hello there y/n” he said, a little box in his right hand “is that a present?” You said, giving him mommy’s signature smirk “yes it is” Mason said, standing awkwardly at the door frame, his hand way too close to your mom “hey!” You said, alerting the two adults “are you mommy’s boyfriend?” You innocently asked, the pair stood in a slight uncomfortable silence, soon breaking into laughter “no, he’s not y/n” Natasha said as she came to scoop you up once again “then why is he looking at you the same way Maria does? Does he kiss you too?” Natasha couldn’t help but giggle, slightly sad because she was missing her ‘almost’ girlfriend. “Yep, she’s defiantly your daughter” Mason said, Natasha shot him daggers “is it cake time yet?” You said with a huff and a pout “yes baby, it’s cake time”

[saberlight1]

i know you are probably swamped with requests but i just wanna talk about nat x reader x lottie…. like the attention you’d get from both of them. being sandwiched in between them at night. lottie telling nat to take extra care of you when you both go hunting because she’s scared something might happen

OHHHHHH. YESYEYSYEYSYSYSYSYS LOTTIENAT OHRJSIJFMEHGS

my apologies i love them both sm i cannot DESCRIBE IT

anyways yesyesyes i love this request lottienat would be the perfect poly and i stand by this. lottie who is very optimistic with natalie who tends to rationalize would be the perfect balance. both girls love you very very much and are your sole protectors.

when natalie takes you hunting, lottie is extremely worried, making you both do many ritualistic things before you go, even making you wear van’s bone necklace paired with the others she had already made you. she cannot stand the thought of you getting hurt, and while she knows natalie can protect you, it doesn’t stop her mind wondering to the worst possible scenario.

natalie will only laugh at her, telling her that shes overthinking and that you both will be perfectly fine. (she doesn’t care though, you will most definitely catch her murmuring to the wilderness to watch over you both). and you’ll also catch her subtly pulling nat aside and whispering in her ear (shes telling her that if you get hurt in any way that she’ll summon jackie’s ghost to haunt her)

hunting with nat… KEHSOEHDJXUSJ

good lord i love this woman. anyways if you dont know how to shoot, you bet she will be pulling you aside, teaching you until she deems you are ready to come with her. oh i can just imagine her being much more touchy than needed, her hands all over you, claiming that you aren’t holding the gun right after she’s repeatedly moved you into different spots, just using it as a excuse to touch you.

and when she finally does take you out there, you both have the time of your lifeeeeeee. she makes it so fun, you don’t know how but she had always managed to lift your mood if needed. shes just a lil gay who wants to make you smile and hold you and protect you and she will do just that especially while hunting. she’ll be so proud of you when you kill you first animal, a smile on her face as she throws her arms around you, telling you over and over how proud she is.

and when you two come home with food, lottie is already waiting on the front porch, her foot nervously tapping against the ground as her fingers fidget with nat’s ring that was on her index finger. when she sees the pair of you, she is immediately running to you, bringing both of you into her arms as she leaves kisses on both of your faces. she is so cute omg i cannot.

and when you all go to sleep you can 1000% bet that you all permanently have dibs on the attic (sorry shauna we kicked you out) lottie sleeps on your left, spooning you from behind while she rests her cheek on your shoulder. nat sleeps on your right, the pair of you face to face with her head nestled in the crook of your neck. or some nights lottie will just hold you, nat as well. sleeping with them would deadass be paradise omg

anyways i know i got carried away with this but idc i love lottienat they are my babies!!!!! thank you for this i will take any excuse to talk about them i swear. send me more lottienat things!!! i love writing about them

much love to you all!

[yelenasdiary]

i have a request after how cute the last different kind of love on shot was. reader is trying to put dylan into preschool, but it’s very expensive because all preschools (at least in usa) are private. reader is struggling to afford putting him in preschool but he really wants to go and make friends. reader is hesitant to ask natasha as she doesn’t want her charity, but natasha obviously sees reader is struggling and helps pay for dylan to go. bonus points if maybe reader was nervous to go to a parent - teacher conference at said preschool (as a first time parent) and auntie nat goes with us as emotional support. thank u sm!!

Drabble - Pre-School

Pairing: CEO! MobBoss! Natasha Romanoff x Single Mom! Reader (Platonic)

Summary: Putting Dylan into pre-school came with stresses of its own.

Comfort | Mentions of Stress & Finical Issues | 0.7K |  

Notes: Been a while since we visited this AU!! I hope you enjoy this!

Different Kind of Love Masterlist

"Agh!" you sighed to yourself unaware that Natasha had just entered your office. "What's up?" Natasha smiled softly as she slumped down into the chair across from your desk with a coffee in her hand. "I'm just trying to enrol Dylan into pre-school but all the ones that are close by are private and of course, so damn expensive!" you explained as you ran your fingers through your hair. 

"All of them?" Natasha frowned slightly before taking a sip of her coffee. 

"Well, there is a couple that aren't, but they don't really seem like a perfect fit for him. Also, he wasn't a fan of them because the playground wasn't big enough" you playfully rolled your eyes, "he's so excited to start and make new friends. I took him shopping the other day to pick out his lunchbox and backpack and I'm positive he slept with the backpack still on his back that night" you looked at Natasha. 

Natasha placed her mug on your desk and looked at you as if you could read her mind, "Let me pay for his admission" she offered, once again like money was not an issue for her. Well, it wasn't but still. "Nat, thank you but I can't ask you to do that. I'm just going to have maybe do some over time?" You raised a brow in the hopes your boss would be okay with the idea. 

"You're being silly, Y/n. You already have enough on your plate and Dylan needs his mom at home after a long day, so no. You can't just do some extra overtime" She leant forward towards you, "you're too proud to ask for help. I've seen you stressing over this for a few weeks, and I knew you wouldn't ask me so I'm just going to gift it to you" she adds. 

She was right, you were too proud to ever ask for help. It's always just been you and Dylan, and you've been able to make it work but now that Dylan is at an age where he needs to be around children his own age and not just a couple of hours a day at the park. He needs this and you knew even with the extra overtime, it wouldn't be enough to cover life's expenses.

"Now you're overthinking it" Natasha spoke, breaking you out of your thoughts. 

"Are you sure? I will pay you back every cent!" you replied, causing Natasha to chuckle, "You're not paying me back. It's a gift" she reminded you and just like that, there was no point arguing with her. "Thank you so much" you smiled softly although you couldn't help the feeling of guilt, taking money from your boss to help pay for your child's pre-school. 

"Email me that pre-school you want to send him too and I'll take care of it, okay?" Natasha smiled before taking another sip of her coffee.

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In four short days, Dylan would be starting his first day at pre-school. To say he was excited was an understatement. Your big, brave boy couldn't stop talking about all the fun things he was he excited to do, all the new friends he would make and most importantly, bringing home all his artwork for you. Of course, he didn't see how nervous you were to see him grow up and take his big step into a new chapter, but Natasha did.

"He's going to be fine. It's Dylan, the kid could make friends with squirrels if you let him" Natasha handed you a glass of wine as she sat on the sofa beside you. "I just thought I would have a little more time with him, he starts pre-school now and the next thing I know he'll be off to college" you looked to your best friend with sad eyes, "I'm not ready to let him grow up so fast, not yet" you added before taking a light sip of your wine. 

"I'm not a mother but you have to be okay with this, you have done such an amazing job raising him and now it's time to let him explore the world in his own way, he's not leaving you and he knows that you will always be there for him" Natasha assures you of your worries as a mother, every mother's worries. "When's the parent teacher meeting?" she asked.  

"Tomorrow at 9am, I'll be a little late to work" you replied. 

"We. We will be a little late to work, I'm coming. If that's okay of course. Can't let you cry in front of his new friends" Natasha replied with a chuckle before sipping her wine. Playfully you slapped her shoulder and took another sip of your wine, "Thank you, again" you smiled.

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[8millionscorpions]

Grocery Assistance Request ❤️‍🩹🍞🌱

here's my wonderful doggy Athena to boost attention 🐶🌷

if anyone can spare anything for help feeding us, a disabled and very small family living in a motel, it would be immensely appreciated

we're in between paydays rn. my younger brother w ARFID is having a growth spurt, and we have $20 to work with for going to the grocery store. that won't sustain us 😔

it would help us a lot if we had $30 more to work with. thank you sm in advance if you see and reblog this, and DEFINITELY thank you so much in advance if you are able to send us anything 🥺💗

(please please don't tag with b00//st or d0//nat//ion etc, and please ignore my deadname in pp)

🟢 $virgovenus

🔵 @/connermar

20/50

[otrtbs]

Hi nat <33

I'm really really really sorry that people are selling ur fanfic on etsy :(

I just hope you know I'm praying on their downfall, may all their favourite fanfics be in a one paragraph formatting with no quotation marks.

Sending u lots of love, a care package and a diet coke that makes that pttshh sound when u open it🧡

hihihihi!!! thank you so much !! <333

hahaha i hope their favorite fanfics all remain wips forever and ever and remain on cliffhanger for the rest of eternity amen.

also thank you for the care package!! I love a good crisp diet coke sm !! <33 sending you lots of love back !! <333333

[peterdarlingg]

Midnight Rain

Request: (anon) Hiiiii, could you maybe do some Peter Parker fluff? I'm a sucker for soulmate aus but honestly I'd be happy with about anything.

Thank you :)

pairing: Peter Parker x Avenger!Reader

Summary: Peter takes care of you coming back from a mission.

Warnings: fluff, bad writing, maybe typos and grammar mistakes?

A/n: okay hello, hi, is this thing on? Okay basically this is one of my first fics that ever that I’m posting. And I’d like to point out that this is also my first time ever writing anything. So there’s that. If you have any criticism I’d love to hear them. Respectfully. And please send in asks and comments telling me if you liked this or not. If you do like it please reblog it it would mean a lot I spent a lot of time on this believe it or not. So please reblog and tell me what you think. I’m nervous but I really do hope you enjoy. Also thank you anon for the request I hope you enjoy the Peter Parker fluff. <3

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It was midnight and the rain was pouring down New York. People ran for cover outside and umbrellas were being opened. Thunder crashing throughout the sky and echoed through the Avenger tower.

You had just arrived home from a mission. Peter was waiting for you outside holding an umbrella, bouncing on the heels of his feet nervously. This time peter wasn’t required to come on this mission. But that doesn’t mean he was thinking about your well-being every minute of the day.

You had been gone for about 5 days now, but the mission was a success. What Peter didn’t know though is that you had a little injury while being there— well not little per say. While fighting for your life you were blindsided and got stabbed in your side. Let’s just say you envied Peter for his Peter tingle.

You were nervous about seeing Peter only because you knew how worried he got when you went on missions and would be extra worried about you if he’s not there. But you missed your boyfriend terribly and just wanted to be in his arms right now.

As you were walking down the Quinjet, Tony, Nat and Steve were piling out saying a quiet hello to Peter before going inside being exhausted and all.

You saw Peter standing down there waiting for you with a huge grin on his face. His hair was tousled and curly from the rain. He looked adorable and you honestly couldn’t wait to go to sleep next him and cuddle tonight.

As you got closer Peter’s smile started to falter. He could see you walking slowly and could tell that you were in pain. Of course he could always tell—you thought. Now you know there’s now way in hiding it. He would have found out anyway but you didn’t want to upset him right now.

You stood before him with inches between your faces and he gently nudged his nose against yours and connected his lips with yours kissing you so gently but so passionately that you could feel how much he missed you and how you missed him.

He pulled back looking at you with his puppy eyes that you couldn’t resist. “Hi” he whispered softly with a gentle smile. “Hi,” you whispered back. You smiled and wrapped your arms around him and he returned the hug.

He held you but was careful not to hurt you and tucked his face in the crook of your neck breathing you in. “I missed you so much” your voice was muffled with you face tucked in his chest but he heard it anyway. “I missed you too,” he said and kissed your temple.

You pushed back to look at him. “What happened?” He said, his voice filled with worry now. “What do you mean?” You said acting confused. “You know you can’t hide it from me, what happened, are you okay?” He said quickly getting more worried by the second.

“I got stabbed,” you huffed, disappointed knowing how anxious he’ll be for you now. “What?!” He shouted alerted. “Are you okay?” “Are you in pain?” “Do you need any pain meds?” “I have some in my room,” “you know how i get coming back from patrol and missions and-“ “Peter I’m okay,” you said stopping his rambling.

“But-“ he said still alarmed. “I’m okay sweetheart,” you said smiling sweetly at him, your hand cupping his cheek. He leaned into you closing his eyes for a second. “Really I am, a little sore but nothing I can’t handle,” you said reassuringly.

“Let’s go inside yeah?” You suggested. He nodded and you both went inside. He held your hand is his tightly but not enough to hurt you.

He lead you to his room and sat you down on his bed. He helped you out of your suit and started putting you in pajamas. Which was basically his black hoodie and grey sweatpants. Both which were too big on you but you loved them anyway cause they’re so cozy and smell like Peter.

He looked sadly at your side which was wrapped in gauze. He crouched down and kissed your side softly not to hurt you looking up at you adoringly. You melted feeling his lips on your injury.

“Arms up please,” he said. You put your arms up like he said and he slid the hoodie over your head, helping your arms in. He then helped you put the sweatpants on.

“Peter you don’t have to do all this you know,” “I can get dressed myself, I don’t want to be a burden,” you said softly still having a hard time accepting his help after years of being together.

“I know you can, but I want to help you,” he said looking at you and smiling his eyes crinkling. “And how many times do I gotta tell you that you’re never ever a burden and you’re never ever going to be,” he said now crouching in front of you.

“I know, I don’t know why it’s still hard though,” you said barely above a whisper. “It’s okay,” he whispered. “I’ll keep reminding you everyday till we’re eighty,” he said softly, his hands cupping your face.

You smiled and leaned a bit to connected your lips with his giving him a bone crushing kiss. His hands on either side of your face and you hand on his chest feeling his heart beating under your hand. Which will always make you feel safe with him.

Unfortunately you both need air to survive so you pulled away resting your forehead against his. “I’m tired,” you said softly closing your eyes. “ I know you are lovie, let’s get you to bed” he said, caressing the side of your face and helping you up so you don’t hurt you side.

He fluffed your pillows and tucked you in, then he came in next you right after. You felt his arms sneaking around your waist and you immediately backed into his warmth. Feeling his bare chest against your back.

“Good night baby,” he whispered softly in your ear, burying his face in your hair. Already hearing your soft snores as you drifted off to sleep in his arms with the pitter patter of the rain on the window.

[lotties-ashwagandha]

ok so I accidentally sent an ask to your nsfw account so incase that one is inactive ill ask it here too!

Please please write another lottie x nat x ready nsfw fic! the last one was so good and I love the way you write them and their dynamic. I will leave the idea up to you but I love anything with jelousy or them fighting over you and general angst!

Youre amazing and awesome

absolutely omg it’s been too long since ive written any poly fics especially for lottienat x reader, i’ll start you something thank you sm for sending this in 💕

[myreygn]

hello rey!! happy birthday and and congrats on passing 300+ followers!! <3

may i please request anything with lee genya or gyomei? i love those two so much! take all the time you need and i hope your feel better soon!! <3

moving the mountain

summary: Gyomei humbly asks for help with his training and Mitsuri, Tengen and Sanemi more or less humbly agree to help him. Or rather, to take him down at whatever cost.

an: thank you sm nat you're the sweetest <3 and thanks for sending in a request ofc! i went with lee gyomei for this one because i'm not really familiar with genya yet, i hope that's okay and you have fun with it! <3 (also: yey my first tword demon slayer fic :D)

wordcount: 1648

update: there is a sequel to this fic!

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Thirty minutes. It had been thirty minutes and Mitsuri was at her wits’ end with this task.

“Distract me,” Gyomei had said. “Make me lose balance,” he had said, “I’m sure the three of you together will be able to come up with something efficient enough to disturb me.” And Mitsuri had been sure of that too, because, well, in theory it should be fairly easy to get Gyomei to lose his balance on the slim metal pole he had stuck upright into the ground and was standing on with one leg. Especially because it was him against the united power of ‘the three most distracting Hashira for entirely different reasons each’, as Master Kagaya had described them once with a fond smile on his face. Whereas Tengen had just laughed and thanked him, Mitsuri was still unsure on how exactly the Master had meant that and Sanemi had most definitely not taken the comment as a compliment.

A look of displeasure similar to the one she remembered from that day was actually showing on his face right now as he grabbed the handle of his katana. “Screw this!” When Sanemi had refused to join the exercise at first and Tengen had chipped in with a cheerful ‘I get it, you’re scared you can’t do it’, that had already been enough to rile the Wind Hashira up. Naturally the fact that he really couldn’t do it now led to an escalation of the finest order.

“Do I have to remind you that real weapons are off the table, Shinazugawa?” Gyomei smiled softly and Sanemi let go of the katana with a low growl.

“Relax, my not so flamboyant little friend!” Tengen gave Sanemi a pat on the back, only to pull his hand back immediately to avoid the following bite. “We haven’t tried everything yet, there’s no reason to resort to rule breaking. We’re gonna win this fair and square!”

“I cannot wait.” Gyomei was the embodiment of relaxation. “Although I may also remind you that this is not a competition, dear Uzui.”

“Of course this is a competition!” Sanemi spat and glared at the Sound Hashira. “Then tell me, dear Uzui, how we’re gonna win fair and square against this mountain!”

“Well, for one we could… hm.”

“What was that?”

“Hang on a second…”

“I’m listening.”

“Oh, that’s new.”

“HEY-”

Mitsuri drowned out the boys’ bickering for a moment and examined the clouds, thinking. It was no real surprise to her that it wasn’t easy to make the Stone Hashira lose balance, she just hadn’t anticipated it to be this hard. They were three against one, for heaven’s sake! It wasn’t even an actual fight, it was just Gyomei on a metal pole holding multiple weights in each hand! She looked up at him and felt her face flush with heat. He stood there like a statue, looking straight ahead!

Like a statue…?

“I got it!” Mitsuri chirped, twirling around to her fellow ‘most distracting Hashira’. Not a moment too early, apparently; Sanemi had his hands extended, reaching for Tengen’s throat, with Tengen pushing him back being the only thing that saved him from a gruesome death. Oh boy. No wonder Gyomei had been so confident to take them on, they made for a horrible team. But not for much longer! “Guys! Focus! I have the solution!”

“Kill-”

“Noo, nonono, not killing anyone!” Mitsuri put her hands on her hips and shot Sanemi a rebuking glare. “We don’t hurt each other, remember? Tengen, mind if I climb on your shoulders?”

“Of course not,” the Sound Hashira said, already scrambling down. Mitsuri heard Sanemi scoff and actively decided to not give a shit before quickly getting onto Tengen’s shoulders.

“Alright, now bring me closer to Gyomei. I’m gonna try tickling.”

Another scoff. “We already tried that, you dumb-”

“You might wanna watch your mouth around her, Shinazugawa.”

“Guys, please!” Mitsuri flicked her fingers against Tengen’s head and looked at Sanemi. “You’re right, we did. But we only tickled his torso for a bit and when that didn’t work, we didn’t try anything else.”

She was well aware that Gyomei was listening to every word she was saying, but it honestly didn’t matter. Knowing about what was gonna happen wouldn’t change the outcome: loss of balance. Mitsuri took a deep breath. It had to work!

Sanemi crossed his arms in front of his chest, following her with his eyes like a hawk. “And what should we have tried, in your expert opinion?”

“This.” With that, Mitsuri began to lightly scribble her nails over the sides of Gyomei’s neck. The ever so slight hint of a wince went through his body, aside from that he didn’t show any reaction whatsoever. That was alright. She could wait.

“Wow, impressive, it’s doing nothing.”

Mitsuri couldn’t help but roll her eyes a little. “Have you ever heard of patience, Shinazugawa? Just trust me.”

To be fair, if their roles had been reversed, she wouldn’t have had the biggest faith in the plan either. From her premium spot on Tengen’s shoulders though, she had an excellent view when Gyomei’s neck muscles tightened, when the corners of his mouth began to twitch. But when the first giggle slipped out, even Sanemi heard it.

Which didn’t mean that he was convinced yet. No, of course not, that would’ve been too easy. “Okay, he’s laughing. So? He did that before.”

“I told you to be patient, didn’t I!” Mitsuri increased her effort a little. Only to make Gyomei crumble faster and definitely not to prove a point to Sanemi. Ahem. Luckily, her plan didn’t take too much longer to unfold.

When it happened, Gyomei was far from out of breath, but his cheeks were tainted in a soft shade of pink and he was giggling without restraint. “Mihitsurihi- ghahaha, slohow dohohown…”

“Can’t do, sorry big guy,” she grinned, then she drilled her fingers into the especially sensitive spot right next to his collarbone and the Stone Hashira tilted his head with a soft squeak. Mitsuri let out a triumphant cheer. There it was. The key to victory.

“Dohon’t- yohou cahahan’t-” Gyomei’s head followed her hand when it wandered a bit to the front, his chin pressing down in an attempt to block the attack but only succeeding in trapping Mitsuri’s fingers where they happily wiggled and scribbled against the sensitive skin. “Eheheheek! Mitsurihi!”

“Ha! Gotcha now, big guy!” Deciding to up the level, she put her second hand into play to scribble on the other side of Gyomei’s neck, smiling in delight when the usually so calm warrior tilted his head to the side with a squeak, then back to her other hand and to the side again, trying to block everything at once. “Tengen, come on, help me!”

The former shinobi chuckled as he obliged, making the twitching and shifting increase in intensity. “Clever, Kanroji. You force him to move his head, which will make him lose balance, am I right?” Upon her nod he gave her leg a quick pat. “Excellent plan.”

“I mean, yeah, that’s all nice and fun, but what about me?” Sanemi stood next to Tengen, looking up at them with a scowl. “I don’t feel very included right now.”

Mitsuri was tempted to tell him that this was what he got for being so rude, but she knew exactly that she would never hear the end of it. “Don’t feel bad. You get to go for the kill, that’s the best part!”

“The kill?” Sanemi raised his eyebrows and looked at her, then his gaze wandered down Gyomei’s body and he pulled his lips into an evil smirk. “Oh. That kill.”

“Nohoho, dohon’t!” Gyomei snorted quietly. His face was flushed bright red by now, both from the tickling and the strain to keep his balance, and laughing tears were pricking in the corners of his eyes. “Stohop thihihis!”

“You know how to stop it, big guy,” Mitsuri whistled, her chest swelling with pride - her plan was working! “Or rather, we know how to stop this. Do it!”

A spasm went through Gyomei’s entire body and he let out something close to a cry when Sanemi’s fingers made contact with his knee. Mitsuri leaned back a little, trying to not abandon her own task and catch a glimpse of his work at the same time. To her surprise, Sanemi wasn’t squeezing the knee in that rough manner she was used to from him. Instead, he scribbled his fingers ever so softly over Gyomei’s stretched out knee cap, making the Stone Hashira snort and squeal repeatedly in between his laughs.

“AHA- Shihinazugahahawaha, plehehehease! Nahahat thehe knehehees!”

“You heard Kanroji, big guy,” Tengen trolled, “If you want this to stop, you gotta do it yourself.”

And then, finally, Gyomei made it stop.

The weights he had been holding dropped to the ground, almost smashing Sanemi and Tengen’s feet in the process, then the Stone Hashira quite literally stumbled off the metal pole to get away from the tickling as fast as possible. 

None of them bothered to try and keep it up. Mitsuri cheered and let herself get lifted further in the air by Tengen, then he put her down and gave her a double high five. Even Sanemi was grinning from ear to ear and hit her on the back. “Good job.”

“I have to agree, good job.” They all turned their attention towards Gyomei who was still a little flushed but had apparently caught his breath. “You managed to disturb me with something as simple as tickling.” He shook his head with a soft smile pulling at his lips, as if he was in disbelief over himself. “Well played.”

Mitsuri could sense Tengen and Sanemi tense up next to her and felt all color fade from her face when the soft smile suddenly turned into a mischievous smirk.

“Now, it’s my turn.”

[sceletaflores]

Nat!!

As a whore for Mike Schmidt and Josh Hutcherson, I found your account and fell in love.

Do you know of any other accounts that have similar posts? About the FNAF movie, Mike, and Josh? I'm trying to just surround myself with it all, including others. :))

Thank you!! Sending lots of love 💕💕

omg my first ever ask! thank you sm love <3

i’m so sorry to inform you that i’ve been totally slacking on seeking out mike/josh centric blogs. i’ve only been manically scrolling through the mike schmidt tag like a crazy person for the last week and accumulating as much josh content as i can in one sitting from tons of different pages lol

once i step my game up and look into it more, if i find any blogs you’ll be the first to know!!! xoxo

[boyfhee]

heyyy caelin idk if you remember me but i made a new account !! it’s nat :P i also wanted to send this to ask if i can be apart of your new jake smau !!

nat ofc i remember you swthrt how are you ?? also i will tag u, thank u sm for being interested ps your blog looks pretty as always also where are my 92,503,500.00 euros 😟

[merrycrisis-if]

allie hi omg i’m so late but i finally played the update and I LOVED IT SO MUCH like idek where to start because i played all the routes and they’re all so good. plus the 18+ scenes got me slutting out for real 😭😭

okok listen the added details in qiu’s first flashback literally drove me crazy like “you’re a hard person to catch alone” QIU PLEASE SHUT THE FUCK UP IM IN LOVE WITH YOU 😭😭😭 and the new flashback!!!!!! like not to make it about me but it reminded me sm of the bday drabble you wrote me last year and let me tell you. a bitch (me) was giggling <3333 the bit where qiu wiped a bit of cheesecake off mc’s lips and mc teased them about making a move to kiss them was so fucking cute :((( and even taking them fishing and the dinner ugh just ALL OF IT!!! they really pulled all the romantic shit and even cut classes for mc and still couldn’t commit to a relationship smh

also nat…… when i say that steamy scene blindsided me and the way they did what they did underwater… i lost my damn mind over that flashback 😮‍💨😮‍💨 but omg that phone call idk what i was expecting but it wasn’t a breakup conversation. when nat said “i need someone who’s here” and “i don’t want scraps when i’ve had all of you” ……. yeah i’m fine 🥲 when mc was like “i wish nat would say smth hurtful so i could hate them” i was like yeah same because nat is so nice and supportive and so spouse material it’s literally impossible not to fall in love with them

but also shay…. god their scenes were fucking insane i was BLUSHING 😭😭😭 there was just no way for me to play different variations of their scenes and stay normal like the little motorcycle bit if you skip the show and they pick you up at dinner was so cute but also the way they make eye contact with you the whole time at their gig…. “tell me why you’re leaving and why it is that we’re kissing on borrowed time” yeah i’m mentally ill. and when they kiss your forehead and your closed eyelids and was like “stop being cute all the time” and the scene in their apartment…. yeah shay’s fucking insane but also very hot but also the biggest sweetheart. i will never be normal after all that

this is so rambly now but i really genuinely enjoyed the demo. i keep saying it but the characters are all lovable even mc’s chaotic and prying relatives which make merry crisis all the more relatable and realistic. i hold this if so close to my heart thank you for writing it 🩷

AHHH!!!! Nikka you have no idea how excited I was to see this in my inbox, and the smile on my face just kept growing and growing as I read this message. It's been a while! I hope 2023 has been kind to you!

I loved writing that update, and I hold Merry Crisis very dear to my heart as well—so it always just hits me in the feels when people like it too/relate to it, ya know!

The Qiu flashback was 1000% inspired by the drabble I wrote for you last year, and I'm so glad I got to use it and expand on it in the game!! I am soooo happy that you liked the scenes, especially because I consider you a Qiu-authority at this point! And on Qiu doing literally everything except commit to a relationship.... yes. Exactly. I think this is what MC also cannot. believe.

Ahh omg. Heh. The Nat spicy scene at the beach was definitely... quite something to write. I wanted the call to really hit hard, but also offer some opportunity for redemption/hope (I wonder if you managed to get the scenes where MC does get a 'maybe' from Nat!)

Yeah, this last update was definitely one for the Shay fans—I packed in as much as I could in there, and writing the music/performance scene was fun, but so were the... bedroom / pillow talk scenes... especially for same-sex Shay!

Anyway, this message made me so so happy, so thank you so much for sending it. (It also makes me happy to know that the side characters / MC's family are also welcome and not simply an annoyance.)

Sending you a million hugs and all of my love!!

[unicorns-are-scary]

sort of a shitty prompt but shaunanat on the night of the party in ep1s1. maybe natalie feels bad after shauna defended her and she didn’t stick up for shauna when she and tai were fighting so nat tries to worm her way back into shauna’s good books by spending time with her and she asks for a ride home and they fuck in shauna’s car. nat’s world is fucking rocked and she’s whipped on shauna but shauna wants to keep it a secret and nat will do anything for her (if you were into doing a series i would be so so so so grateful) but if not, even a sentence will do

knee deep in the passenger seat (is it casual now?)

wc: 1k

not nsfw really, pretty much just a little making out

a/n: sorry its been a bit!! high holidays + schoolwork are def making writing hard rn! thank you sm for the prompt tho <3 i havent written a ton for yj yet so sorry if anything seems ooc, im still trying to figure out how to write them! 

i super want to make this a series if anyone has any prompts or hc about secret relationship shaunanat!!

Nat prided herself on her walls. The way she built everything up carefully so the constant remarks and insults slated at her could never make their way through. She could give less of a shit about what Tai said, none of it was anything new. What got to Nat, though, was Shauna thinking she needed defending. 

"Oh, fuck off, Shauna. I don't need you to defend me." she snapped back without a second thought because, seriously, who the fuck did Shauna think she was. There was really no other time to react before Jackie whisked them all away in an attempt to fix their deeply fucked up intrapersonal relationships before nationals. It was because of Jackie's brilliant idea that Nat was now face to face with an annoyed-looking Shauna Shipman, who clearly would rather be speaking to anyone else out of the group. They stand there wordless until Jackie pulls Shauna away for one reason or another, and Nat is left staring at the two. 

The night continues, and Nat is unsure why she can't get Shauna off her mind. It bothers her, in a way she hasn't really been bothered before, that Shauna keeps sending glares across the fire. This wasn't typical Scatorccio, and Nat knew that. Where the fuck were her walls right now? She hid her sulking pretty well by hiding in a corner with Kevyn until she watched Shauna frown into Jackie's back as they hugged goodbye, and Jackie took off with Jeff. If there was a time for her to silence the ache she had to make things up to Shauna, this was it. 

"Hey, Shipman," Nat said as she approached the girl, hoping that if she ignored what had happened earlier, Shauna would forgive her. And if Shauna forgave her, she would never have to think about the stupid pang in her stomach again. Shauna doesn't give a verbal response, instead opting to look up from her drink and wait for whatever else Nat has to say. 

"Tough night, huh?" Nat chuckles with her words, hoping to lighten the tension between them and failing. The space between them lulls for a moment before Shauna finally decides to end her silence. "What do you want?" she says. It's evident in her voice that she's trying to be venomous, but her voice quivers too much for it to give the effect she wants. "

"Look, I'm sorry for snapping at you." she flinches a little at her own words, not sure if she really wants to be saying them, but keeps going, "You were just trying to defend me, and it was cool of you." Shauna nods along to the apology before asking, "Anything else?" 

Maybe it was how small Shauna looked, or just her brown eyes holding Nat's so firmly, but Nat gave out an unexpected "Yes, actually." She wasn't quite sure what she was saying, and before she knew it, "Could you give me a ride home?" Another long silence preceded a quiet "Sure."

It was a quiet walk to the car, which Shauna had parked quite a bit away from where the party had happened. As Nat reached for the passenger seat door, a hand with neatly painted purple nails beat her, too. "Ladies first," Shauna let out awkwardly. Nat let out a small laugh and tipped her head in thanks. 

"I didn't take you for a nerd, Shipman," Nat said as Shauna loaded herself into the driver's seat. "What, the all AP schedule didn't clue you in," she retorted. "I mean, you're just so brooding, and I didn't know the two could go hand in hand," Nat chuckled back. Shauna just rolled her eyes and started the car with a laugh. 

Against her better judgment and every instinct, Nat asked if Shauna wanted to talk about it. The other girls' hesitation was obvious, and Nat wasn't offended. They rarely spoke during practice, let alone outside of it. But something about Shauna was enamoring Nat tonight, and she just couldn't fight it. 

"It's just Jackie being Jackie. I mean first, she drags me to a party I don't want to go to, gets me ready in a way acceptable to her, and then dips with Jeff because he wants to 'show her something,'" She takes a breath in an attempt to calm herself, it doesn't work, "it really shouldn't get to me anymore, right? Like I should be used to it by now, I know-" 

"You shouldn't." the sound of Nat's voice surprises the both of them. "Sorry, it's just that you shouldn't have to get used to it. You deserve better." She says and turns out the window. Shauna nods, the force of which tugs the stray tears in her eyes down her face. 

After a few seconds of silence, Nat finds herself putting her hand atop Shauna's that lays on the center console and squeezes. Shauna takes her eyes off the road for a moment to find Nat's and then pulls over onto the next empty road she can find. 

It's awkward at first but sweet. Shauna was on top of Nat in the passenger seat, kissing until their bodies demanded them to breathe. It wasn't until Shauna accidentally hit the lever to push the seat back that they considered doing anything more. 

Shauna made the first advance, disconnecting her mouth from Nat's to take off her shirt, an idea Nat gladly agreed to and repeated on Shauna. Then, Shauna was all over. Down her sharp chin collar bones until she reached her first destination. "Can I?" Shauna asked, motioning her head towards the girls' breasts. Nat made no verbal response, only able to nod emphatically at the idea. 

The drive after that was very still. Both girls too scared to break the deafening silence of the car. In the last stretch of the drive, Nat made her last impulse statement of the night. 

"I had a nice time tonight, with you," she swallows, "and if you were ever up for it again, just, y'know, give me a call. Or something"

"Yeah. I'd like that."

"Cool" 

The two connect hands over the center console, and silence claims its place in the car again, but this time, it's a comfortable one. 

Before getting out of the car, Nat tugs Shauna in for a chaste kiss before holding an imaginary hat brim and tipping her head in thanks. Shauna gives a giggle and answers with an "Anytime, M'lady."

She waits until Nat is in the door to leave, and Nat watches her take off from the window.

a/n:

writing down bad natalie scatorccio is going to become a hobby i can tell. i wanna maybe do this from shauna POV next and then maybe more chapters forward, if theres any interest in it!!

anyway thank you so much for reading!!

[safelycapricious]

WIP ask game

tagged by @katzynia

Post the names of the files of your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you asks with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it. If you want, tag as many people as you have WIPs.

Okay so. I have 84 WIP documents right now. Some of them contain multiple things but yeah, going to put that all under a cut.

(but do ask me things! I love questions -- and also need to write something tonight and then sleep forevermore)

Amy birhtday 18 Are you thinking what I’m thinking attempts to cheat writing block every body looking for something remix every little thing framework incentives JD Birthday18 AOS misc/multi modern magic shorts morocco AOS prompts rescue Jemma Rockband SciFi Biospec Shirtless fan service arrow names arrowamnesia atla unsure DC assorted DC ficbits jason Bob baby aquision changling fakes death mind change soulmatees kill the joker twelve days of christmas maybe soulmate dusk to dawn eureka sentinel eureka unb sequel? labby2 sister bond sleep potion soulmate2 vision quest GOT ideas/shorts hp black jewels hrbz marriage law viktor time accident time on purpose into the past 2 Soulmate time JT Leverage assort chaotic solstice mult ideas mult other dribbles multi drabbles and ficbits multi halloween other smog 2012 au time my friends Nat and sif OKAY rejected Romy Rog double date kidnapped meds revenge dumbasses EYES soulmate SA ideas immortal IN SPACE Sa Kaka 7 sword Kank sm Sai proposal sakuneji probably thanks sasori witch tobi western Sa Yasha saku shorts/ideas darkling vampire au sab ficbits grishanej soul star wars really? stranger things stuff apparently

I am tagging: @shineyma @ilosttrackofthings @thestarfishdancer @snickiebear @mouseymightymarvellous @mhalachai and @ you if you wanna do it! <3

[wandanatrules]

hi i’ve had tumblr for a while but i’ve only really scrolled. i’ve been inspired to write stuff now but i need help. please send me requests. i like to write for like dom wanda or nat usually and like sub fem reader. but if you have other characters you would like im very open minded. but please be patient with me because i don’t really now how to post stuff on here im new to it all. thank you guys sm!