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gemstoneconstellations · 5 years ago

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omgggg can you share ur list of things you’ve read ? 😭 i feel like i’ve hit rock bottom thinking i’ve read everything

Alright, here we go, these are a few of my favorite reader-inserts I have saved on my AO3:

Multi Ships (collection of one shots/love triangles)

Dear Diary: Bakugo VS Midoriya VS Todoroki. Reader had her heart broken by Bakugo, moves on and develops feelings for Midoriya that might be mutual?, and now Bakugo likes reader but is a fucking dick about it and Midoriya is an oblivious green bean. Meanwhile Todoroki is just a sweety, acting like a real friend and being there for reader during the drama (that he sometimes causes). Angst alert, just pure angst. I love it as much as i want to pull out all my hair cause of these idiot children. (Wordcount: 77415 Status: Incomplete)

The Void You Left Behind: Past Kirishima/Reader, Bakugo/Reader. Reader was married to Kirishima who sadly died while on the job. Bakugo and reader mourn together and help each other to move on. The grief in this was so realistic and well done, you will feel like you were hit by a truck. I cried and had to take breaks. (Wordcount: 71016 Status: Complete)

Million Reasons: Past Bakugo/reader, Midoriya/Reader. Bakugo and reader were married, but Bakugo (a total dick) cheats on reader and was abusive towards reader who ends up leaving him, changing jobs, and now working for the current number one hero Deku. Warning: Domestic violence, abusive and manipulative behavior. (Wordcount: 55693 Status: Incomplete)

MULT-FANDOM COLLECTION (my-american-hero): Multiple story collection, not just bnha. Author’s tumblr account.

BNHA College Reader Inserts series: 5 works, all in college. Really like the Bakugo/Reader centric fics in this one, reader doesn’t take his shit. (Wordcount total of all works: 62691 Status: Series incomplete, but only one of the works isn’t complete.)

Baby no Hero Academia: Multiple stories of our favorite characters being parents. (Wordcount: 72822 Status: incomplete)

My Hero Academia Images: multi story collection. If you like these, look at the other works by this author. Some are choose your own route stories with different endings for each ship. (Wordcount: 240426 Status: incomplete)

My hero academia one-shots!: smutty and fluffy one shots with multiple characters. (Wordcount: 155424 Status: complete)

Boku no Hero Academia One-Shots/Imagines~! (lady-Bakuhoe): one-shot collection. Didn’t realize right away that I had been reading lady-bakuhoe’s stuff for months on AO3. (Wordcount: 39963 Status: complete)

Ship Centric:

Bakugo/Reader

Bakugou, Katsuki ( Alpha!Bakugou ; Omegaverse )(AO3 Link) (Tumblr Link): Smut one-shot, omegaverse, alpha/omega, daddy kink. (Wordcount: 5087)

Wolves Among Us: I’m pretty sure everyone knows this one, still putting it down. Werewolf!Bakugo x Human!Reader, Fantasy AU. (Wordcount: 334465 Status: Incomplete)

Bakugou Household: Domestic Bakugo just being the best dad. (Wordcount: 37867 Status: incomplete)

Types of Love: A bunch of one-shots about different types of love with Bakugo as the center subject. (Wordcount: 10243 Status: Complete)

Sex is a learning, even for shitheads.: Porn with Plot. Focuses on the evolution of the relationship between reader and Bakugo and their sex lives together, from first learning how to do the sex and controlling quirks during to exploring kinks, likes and dislikes. (Wordcount: 73453 Status: Complete)

Speak (Katsuki Bakugou x Reader): Soulmate Au- first words tattooed on body. Reader isnt too thrilled about the resident gremlin of 1-A is her soulmate. Smut included. (Wordcount: 153848 Status: Complete)

Knockout: I just started this one today, but I like it so far. Underground kickboxer au, kickboxer!Bakugo meets card girl!reader. (Wordcount: 85297 Status: complete)

His Tyranny: Fantasy au. Barbarian King Bakugo is power hungry, looking for anything to boost his strength, takes reader, a girl with a strong and dangerous magical ability, from the tower she was locked away in. (Wordcount: 76038 Status: complete)

Dakimakura: Bakugo develops a crush. Porn with plot. (Wordcount: 48657 Status: Complete)

Secret Admirer: Reader leaves Bakugo love letters. Things get steamy when reader gets caught. (Wordcount: 2278 Status: complete)

Kirishima/Reader

How to get a boyfriend?: Reader is Bakugo’s little sister and wants a boyfriend, she has her eyes set on her brother’s manly best friend. (Wordcount: 22431 Status: complete)

A Helping Hand (author’s tumblr https://thetrashyartwitch.tumblr.com/): No quirk au. Reader wants to better herself by going to the gym and develops a crush on Kirishima who was just being himself and being kind to reader. This gets a gold star from me, I read this over and over and I still love it so much. (Wordcount: 5707 Status: complete, one-shot)

Rising Sun (Btw, don’t bug the author about updating, they already get hounded about this one and other fics. The wait will be worth it.): Fantasy au and arrange marriage between princess!reader and dragon!Kirishima. Reader is in an entirely new environment and culture, getting to know her new kingdom and husband. (Wordcount: 14667 Status: incomplete)

Crimison|Ink (Kirishima x Reader) : I know I posted about this one before, but I will post about this again. I read this so many times, I have it downloaded on my phone to read offline. I don’t even know where to begin to describe this one, I just love it so much and can’t wait for it to come back. I don’t want to say I have a favorite, cause I love all of these… but if I had to choose *cough* this one *cough*. Summary: “Kirishima and his band of heavily tattooed brothers own and run a very well known tattoo shop together. One day a girl wonders into the shop in search of a tattoo to mark the start of her new life. Soon enough she’ll learn that this ‘family’ business is more than just buzzing tattoo guns and ink, and finds herself caught up in the middle of it, all while having to deal with a certain sharp-toothed pain in the ass.” Warning: violence, blood and gore, toxic past relationships. (Wordcount: 119179 Status: incomplete)

Oranges: Omegaverse, alpha!female!Reader/Omega!Kirishima. Mutual pining childhood friends who are oblivious towards each other’s feelings while everyone notices. (Wordcount: 19695 Status: Complete)

Anger Management: smut one-shot, reader is pissed about something at work and uses Kirishima to get rid of the rage by riding him till she’s no longer angry. (Wordcount: 1509 Status: Complete)

The Pizza Delivery Guy: Modern and College Au. Reader’s roommate Mina puts in to send the cutest delivery boy over. Best customer service experience ever. Pure fluff and flirting. Wanna see more. (Wordcount: 1607 Status: Complete)

Better Late Than Never: Dumb dumbs pining over each other both thinking they are just friends. (Wordcount: 2996 Status: complete)

Boyfriend Me: Short and simple, i live for the fluff and awkward kirishima. Accidental confessions and lack of words when around your crush. (Wordcount: 701 Status: complete)

The Heat of a Dragon: Pure smut with fantasy dragon!kirishima… who has two dicks. (Wordcount: 2464 Status: Complete)

All in his head: Reader has a mind reading quirk and Kirishima has a surprisingly dirty mind, sexy times ensues. (Wordcount: 1415 Status: Complete)

Fatgum/Reader (warning: all are smut fics)

First Time: This was my first fatgum fic I ever read and it’s still one of my top faves. Reader and Fatgum finally take steps into becoming intimate. Fluffy porn with plot. Size difference, totally a size queen’s go to fic. (Wordcount: 5394 Status: complete)

Sugar : Another first time fic, this time with a baker!reader in the middle of her kitchen. Size difference. (Wordcount: 6241 Status: Complete)

Dine and Dash: Celebratory public sex. (Wordcount: 2883 Status: complete)

Brick Walls are Great Support: Public sex in an alleyway. (Wordcount: 3006 Status: complete)

Drizzle: Valentine’s day sexy times with food. (Wordcount: 3017 Status:Complete)

Temporary: Omegaverse, Omega!reader goes to a heat/rut house and meets alpha!Fatgum. (Wordcount: 3367 Status: Complete)

Not a typical Office Romance: office sexy times. (Wordcount: 2006 Status: complete)

Midoriya/Reader

Warmth of You: collection of Deku/reader one-shot smuts. I actually love this author a lot, does some of the best bottom Bakugo fics I have ever read. If you like bakudeku, check out their other works.

“Just Friends” : Jealous Midoriya doesn’t like being called just friends and reminds the reader that they are way more. Smut. (Wordcount: 3492 Status: complete)

Sero/Reader

Hero Santa: Best friends become something more during movie night in a blanket fort. Fluffy smut that makes me smile. (Wordcount: 4936 Status: complete)

Hoodie [SeroxReader]: post-break up, the only thing left behind was one of Sero’s hoodies that Reader still wears. Angst. (Wordcount: 3284 Status: complete)

Sour. Sweet. Gone.: no quirk and college au. Sero and reader are both pining idiots who go from friends to enemies to lovers. (Wordcount: 10448 Status: complete)

Tape residue: fluff smut, friends to lovers. Sero misread some signals but it all ends well. (Wordcount: 3410 Status: Complete)

A Seronade of Misunderstandings: Sero plans the most romantic and cheesy way for the first time but reader thinks his secretive behavior means he’s cheating. (Wordcount: 3420 Status: Complete)

#kirishima x reader #kirishima ejirou x reader #kirishima eijiro x reader #bakugou x reader #bakugo x reader #bakugo katsuki x reader #sero hanta x reader #sero x reader #mha x reader #bnha x reader #fatgum x reader #todoroki shoto x reader #todoroki x reader #todoroki shouto x reader

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ao3feed-renga · 4 years ago

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ACE OF SK8

by Marimimi14, martls

Langa moves to Japan with his mother after his father's death. He thinks it would probably be more of the same with him not having many friends. He didn't think he would meet someone like Reki. At first, he isn't sure about this new friendship, but Reki is so easy-going and cheerful. Skating with him is definitely fun. Langa thought nothing could come between them, but a certain fight changes everything.

What if spending time separated from Reki makes him realizes he wants more than be just his friend?

Follow a hurt and confused Langa who's trying to sort his feelings for his friend. It's hard when you never felt something like that before.

*New chapters will be posted every Friday*

Words: 2278, Chapters: 1/4, Language: English

Series: Part 1 of Snow and Sun

Fandoms: SK8 the Infinity (Anime)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Hasegawa Langa, Kyan Reki, Chinen Miya, Nanjo Kojiro | Joe, Sakurayashiki Kaoru | Cherry Blossom, Hasegawa Nanako, Hasegawa Oliver, Shindo Ainosuke | Adam

Relationships: Hasegawa Langa/Kyan Reki

Additional Tags: Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Hurt/Comfort, Depression, Canonical Character Death, Oblivious Hasegawa Langa, Pining Hasegawa Langa, Jealous Hasegawa Langa, Insecure Kyan Reki, Kyan Reki is a Ray of Sunshine, Bisexual Kyan Reki, Protective Kyan Reki, Worried Hasegawa Langa, Demisexual Langa Hasegawa, depressed Langa Hasegawa, Confessions, Love Confessions, Misunderstandings, Strangers to Friends, Friends to Lovers, French Canadian Langa Hasegawa, Hasegawa Langa Speaks French

source https://archiveofourown.org/works/30583850

#renga #langa #hasegawa langa #reki #kyan reki #sk8theinfinity #sk8 #ao3feed #ifttt

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ao3feed-thefoxholecourt · 4 years ago

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Future Days

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/3lthrYL

by minyardmonster

Thank you to @nightquills on twitter for suggesting Neil's team name when my brain stopped functioning. - In the past, when they’d just begun learning to read each other, Neil’s soft tone and adoring smile would have lit a match under Andrew’s skin, made his blood boil with an unnameable anger. Now it only made his body hum, a gentle thrum of his bones that asked for nothing but want, nothing but Neil. - i just think they deserve to be soft.

Words: 2278, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: All For The Game - Nora Sakavic

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: M/M

Characters: Neil Josten, Andrew Minyard

Relationships: Neil Josten/Andrew Minyard

Additional Tags: AU, musician au, Andrew is a musician, Neil is a professional Exy player, Allison is Andrew's manager, Andrew hates interviews and its very obvious, no beta we die like men, there's some swearing but wheres the surprise there, some light making out but i wouldn't really call it nsfw, andrew has a...reputation, an E rating because im australian and made Neil say cnt, i hear ur alt! andrew and raise you this...folkpunk!andrew, Discussion of feelings, theyre in love okay!!!!, fk you nora i refuse to believe otherwise, they get their confessions, Canon Compliant, based after the trilogy, Like, well after

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/3lthrYL

#ao3feed #fanfic #all for the game #the foxhole court #tfc fanfic

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adarlingwrites · 4 years ago

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Absolution

Summary:

noun: formal release from guilt, obligation, or punishment

The Capital Wasteland lauded the Lone Wanderer as a hero, a Messiah, a savior who’s willing to give her life for the Good Fight. Beyond the legends, the propaganda, and the mythification that surrounded her legacy, there is only one person who knew her bare soul. She gave him his absolution, and now he will fight for hers.

XXVI

January 12, 2278.

Good question.

Of all the operatives I was trained with, Vanth was the one who took to the program best. Our proctors will ask her to jump, and she’ll jump. If a contract holder asks her to beat a civilian up, she’ll do it without blinking. If a corrupt old pervert asks her to ride her fellow operative so he can get off, she’ll do it without remorse.

It didn’t happen just once, either.

Vanth’s just one of the many people I would’ve loved to put shotgun shells in, but I don’t think I’ll ever forget her cruelty.

Even before the first incident happened, Vanth had always been ruthless. Mag would scold me for calling her a bitch. She said that Vanth is just a product of her upbringing, made worse by the program. And yet, Mag isn’t capable of that kind of shit. Fuck, that’s the damn reason why she was designated as the medic. She’d rather keep us alive than shoot at anyone.

Vanth was different.

If there’s anything worse than Vanth’s complacency, it was her enthusiasm in inflicting all that hurt on other people. Her cruelty comes from the hatred those responsible for the indoctrination instilled in us: hatred for the insubordinate, hatred for the Reds, hatred for anyone who doesn’t bow to the will of the United States of America and its thirteen commonwealths, and hatred for anyone different. She took all that crap and fucking internalized it.

She hated the protestors for making a mockery of the government. She hated her fellow operatives for failing where she succeeded. She hated Mag. She hated me.

That snake-eyed blonde bitch enjoyed hurting us.

Sometimes, I imagine what life would have been like if I had been as complacent and obedient as Vanth was, if Magwayen didn’t plant ideas that contradict our conditioning in my head, and if Percy didn’t come 200 years later to help me break free from the contract.

I imagine what kind of man, if I can call myself that, I would be if I didn’t have remorse, or if I didn’t have my moral code that I kept to myself, until this woman crawled out of her hole in the ground and appealed to my better nature.

I decided that I do not like that version of me.

All this time, Percy was waiting for my answer patiently, her hands folded under her chin, while she lies on top of me. I can feel her warmth and softness of her body, then I remember Ahzrukhal’s threat to her. I remember the Talon Merc’s orders.

Something dark stirs my decrepit brain.

If they had given me the order, and I had been that man who has no remorse, I would have been like Vanth.

I would have been like Stevie.

A rapist.

Percy’s rapist.

Fucking hell. That’s just sick.

Gently, I push my partner off me and sit up. I turn away from her, ashamed of the thoughts I’ve had. Her words in the hotel room in Rivet City echoes back. The fact that these thoughts disturb me and I feel disgusted at the thought of forcing myself on anyone should reassure me.

I should feel reassured that I am not like Vanth.

But I still feel like shit.

Percy wouldn’t push me to answer if I didn’t want to, I know, but given the circumstances, with Eulogy Jones exposing my past, Percy learning about my fellow operatives, and now me blurting my rapist’s name in my sleep because of a nightmare… I’m willing to pick at the scabs and the leftover bandages off of the goddamn wound.

Maybe this time, it’ll have a chance to heal properly.

“Vanth to me is what Stevie was to you.”

My throat felt dry as I confessed that. Percy seemed stunned. She didn’t say a word or move an inch, probably waiting for me to continue talking, or just taken aback by my admission.

“May 5, 2077. It was my eighteenth birthday… and our contract holder then thought that a nice fuck from my teammate would be a great birthday gift. I couldn’t get any enjoyment out of it even if my body did. I didn’t want it. But I couldn’t say no.”

“I’m sorry,” Percy whispers.

“It was centuries ago. She’s just one of many.”

“That doesn’t make it any right.”

“I know. I was afraid I’d turn out like her.”

I can hear Percy gasp in realization. “So that explains your reaction in the hotel… and how you managed to resist the Talon Merc’s orders. I’m sorry Charon. Had I known where you were coming from when we had that talk, I shouldn’t have made it all about myself.”

“Don’t apologize. I wasn’t ready to talk about it then, anyway. If you didn’t talk to me about what happened to you that night, I wouldn’t be anywhere near confronting my own problems now.”

“Okay. You were also saying my name, while you were dreaming. Big guy, what did you dream of?”

I inhaled deeply.

“I dreamed that she killed you, just as she killed Mag on the day the bombs fell, and I was underneath her again. You… you get the picture.”

Silence.

Gingerly, her fingers pressed against my sides, and she leans over, the contact feeling like a request for permission and a comforting touch at the same time. I held her hands and wrapped her arms around my chest, or at least, what their length permits. Her soft cheek against the side of my neck, the muscles and veins underneath exposed, she whispered where my ear would’ve been.

“Do you want to continue talking, or should I just hold you?”

Heartbeat hammering, my hand wanders to hers, dwarfing it, and I give it a squeeze.

“Hold me.”

“Let’s get to bed so I can do that properly, then.”

She leads me by the hand up to our bedroom, where I lie on our bed, still facing the door out of habit. Percy presses the back of my head against her chest, and she rubs little circles on my shoulder. This won’t go away overnight, but at that moment, I felt safe.

“You’re an angel, you know that?” I tell her.

“Pfft. If you were someone else, I’d have pushed you off the bed for calling me that.”

Percy drapes her arm over me, and I fall asleep listening to her heartbeat.

I didn’t have any more nightmares.

When I woke up hours later, she wasn’t beside me anymore.

Percy’s voice was muffled as she spoke to someone downstairs. I threw on proper clothes, and went down the steps.

“Percy, next time, I’d appreciate a heads up when y’all are plotting something in this town.”

“Are we in trouble, sheriff?” Percy asks.

“Let’s discuss that when you get to the saloon. See you there.”

Lucas Simms was outside our doorstep, tipping his hat at her. Percy nods at him and closes the door.

“What did the sheriff say?”

“He needs to speak to us in the saloon. Something about the town’s security. This must be about what the slavers did to Doc Church while we were gone… Jesus what have I done?”

“Is the old man alive?”

“He is, thank God. But he’s not fine. Sheriff Simms said that it would be better if I see for myself.”

I nodded grimly. It must be bad.

“Let’s get ready. I need to pick up Dogmeat and get more winter clothes from Moira after that, too.”

Percy threw on a black shirt, then her Vault suit, followed by her jacket. She put on the cap she wore on the day I met her, grabbed her scarf on the way out, and I followed her out the house.

The tenseness came back to her shoulders. I squeezed her hand to reassure her, and she didn’t let it go.

The door to Gob’s Saloon swung open, and Dogmeat ran over to lick Percy’s face, Gob running after him. DeLoria was also there, with a few people from the Abolitionists, and Paladin Cross. Then, we were met by the townsfolk, whooping and cheering.

What the hell?

“I got you good!” Sheriff Simms exclaimed, clapping his hands. “Y'all really think we wouldn’t celebrate when a citizen of Megaton was responsible for bringing down Paradise Falls? The day you went through the gates, I knew I had a good feeling about you, girl!”

Percy’s standing stiff as a pole, eyes wide. “B-but Doc Church, and the slavers coming here and-”

“They can’t put me down that easily.” Doc Church’s voice. The old man comes into view, in crutches, one of his legs in bandages.

Percy gasps, her hands flying to her mouth. “God, Doc what have they done to your leg?”

“They mangled the hell out of my leg but the Sheriff managed to chase ‘em off before they could do anything else. Oh, don’t cry you big baby, I knew the risk when I decided to help you.”

The tenseness in Percy’s shoulders were replaced by shudders from her sobbing.

“I figured the town could use more vigilance ever since that Burke character turned up planning to blow us up. He might’ve ended up killing me if you weren’t a fast shot, too. Now, don’t you cry Percy, dear girl, you’ve done us some good again,” Simms reassures her, patting her back like a father comforting a child.

Nova comes over and pulls Percy to a corner, where she sits with Moira. Butch saunters over and before I can watch the awkwardness that followed, Simms walks over to me.

“And I suppose I owe you my thanks, too,” Simms said, extending his hand. “You’ve been a good friend to Percy. And any friend of hers is a friend of this town. Consider yourself a Megaton citizen too, Charon.”

I gave it a firm and quick shake. The sheriff didn’t recoil in disgust, and just tipped his hat afterwards.

“You kids have some fun. I can’t abandon my duties as sheriff, now.”

“Oh, c’mon Simms! Just one drink!” one of the patrons yell.

I can’t say that I feel overwhelmed by the crowd; I’ve been a bouncer in the Ninth Circle after all. I knew how rowdy people can get when they’re shitfaced. I’ve stopped brawls before. I’ve endured the obnoxious laughter and yelling.

But as I watched my partner surrounded by her friends and being celebrated by strangers from my corner, the gravity of our differences finally sank in.

Usually, when people see me, their first instinct is to stay clear, and regard me with fear or disgust. Sometimes both. When people see Percy, unless they’re raiders or slavers, they greet her, run to her for help, or check her out. Damn, I think that Bittercup kid from Big Town managed to do it all in that order.

Percy really is doing her best to do good. Half of the time, I don’t even know where she can find the motivation to stay that way in this shitsack of a world. Me? I’m just a broken old ghoul who had committed crimes that would send me straight to hell.

She told me that she’s just about to turn twenty the next month. Still so damn young to be shouldering this much responsibility, and yet here she was, organizing people to target slaver rings and doing her part in bringing clean water to the wasteland. On the other hand, I’m past two hundred, and I’m not sure how long I have before I become one of the mindless ferals.

My partner is burning bright, while my fire is slowly dying out.

The worst part is, I want her more than ever.

I shouldn’t be with her. She should be with pretty young smoothskins too.

Looks like I might have to turn her down, if she finally decides to stop waiting.

Percy has no future with me.

My train of thought was interrupted by Gob.

“Hey! Hey, everyone shut up for a moment. The news is on!”

He turned the radio’s volume up, and Three Dog’s voice flooded the room. Everyone went silent.

“News time, children!

Those scumbag Slavers way over in Paradise Falls had one big ole bee on their bonnet, and this baby knew how to sting. Gasp! But what's this? There’s not just one bee, but an entire goddamn colony, and their queen looked suspiciously like a certain kid, from a certain vault. You heard it here first, faithful listeners. The Wanderer showed up with a small army at slaver central and bad guys started dropping left and right. Reports say that among the people present are the Abolitionists Miss 101 herself assisted a few months back, a Brotherhood of Steel Paladin, and of course, her trusty Ghoul Reaper. And to top it all off, they gave us one hell of a pyrotechnics show when they fucking blew that place up to smithereens. Holy shit! Slavers of the Capital Wasteland, consider this the big ‘fuck you’ you've had coming since starting this scurrilous skin trade. What an amazing way to start the year!

What’s next? Is the Wasteland Avenger gonna give the Wasteland clean, fresh water too? Oh wait, she’s already working on that! Good job, kid! Just don’t burn yourself out, for chrissake. Keep fighting the Good Fight! The Wasteland is rootin’ for ya!

This is Galaxy News Radio and-”

“Hey! They didn’t mention me!” DeLoria cuts in, and laughter breaks out.

“If he starts calling me ‘Queen Bee’, I’m knocking his door down and stealing his headwrap. I’ve got enough embarrassing epithets already,” Percy sighs, downing a shot of scotch. Then, she turns, eyes searching, and her eyes land on me.

“Big guy! C’mon, sit next to me,” she calls out, and I obliged. Gob slides me a beer.

“It’s on the house. Consider it as thanks for getting back at those scumbag slavers for us.”

I nod and down half the bottle in a gulp.

Yeah, damn it all, I’ll celebrate, why the fuck not.

“Oh, it’s great that I finally caught you two here in Megaton!” Moira exclaims, striding towards us with a box in her hands. Goddamn. And I thought I was going to have a good night. This is the weirdo that made Percy drink atom bomb water.

“Now, I know you probably experienced it before,” she said, motioning to me after setting the box on the table. “But this is Percy’s first winter out here in the Wasteland! Here, as a show of my appreciation for getting rid of those mean slavers, I got you two some warm clothes!”

“Wow, it’s like you read my mind! Thank you so much for these, Moira.”

“No problem! Maybe we could work on a winter survival guide next?”

Panicked, I shake my head and Percy laughs.

“I think I’m going to take a break from experiments for now, Moira.”

“Oh? What’re you up to?”

“We’re gonna bring clean water to the Wasteland.”

#cw uncomfortable themes #tw: recollection of past non-con #lone wanderer #female lone wanderer #charon #fallout charon #charon fallout #fallout 3 charon #charon fallout 3 #oc: percy zhou #butch deloria #lucas simms #fanfic: absolution #series: through river acheron #fallout 3 #fallout #fallout fanfic #writers on tumblr

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ao3feed-ladynoir · 4 years ago

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Fallen Angel

Fallen Angel by Author Ezzilver

Adrien Agreste is an Angel with a dark side, sent to earth from heaven to protect Marinette from whatever war is about to happen on earth. The last thing Adrien expected was Marinette falling in love with him and confessing her love to him, which he couldn't break her heart and he gave her a reply that might change everything. Everyone knows mixing love and war always has a price.

Words: 2278, Chapters: 1, Status: In-Progress, Language: English

Fandoms: Miraculous: Tales of Ladybug & Cat Noir

Rated: T

Genre: Supernatural/Romance

Characters: Marinette D-C./Ladybug, Adrien A./Cat Noir, Alya C./Lady Wifi/Rena Rouge, Nino L./Bubbler

Read Here: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13755399

#FFN Feed #FanFiction #FFN Ladrien #❤️#🐞#💚#Ladrien #Miraculous Ladybug #♥#R:T #A:Author Ezzilver #Angel AU #Fantasy AU

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ao3feed-brucewayne · 3 months ago

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Freudian Slip

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/4mRKFyT by IllLightUpTheSky4You It was a mistake, a slip of the tongue. “Be safe. I love you.” The silence that followed couldn’t be a mistake. Words: 2278, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Series: Part 5 of Superbat Week 2024 Fandoms: DCU, Batman - All Media Types, Superman - All Media Types Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: M/M Characters: Clark Kent, Bruce Wayne, Harleen Quinzel, Oliver Queen Relationships: Clark Kent/Bruce Wayne, Oliver Queen & Bruce Wayne, Clark Kent & Harleen Quinzel Additional Tags: Miscommunication, tired dads, No literally Bruce hasn’t slept in days, Bruce Wayne is Batman, Clark Kent is Superman, they’re in love your honor, they just don’t know how to communicate for shit, Bruce Wayne is Bad at Feelings, Clark Kent is bad at feelings, You can tell you have a problem when your crush’s villains visit you, Harleen Quinzel didn’t go to school for 12 years for this, Minor Pamela Isley/Harleen Quinzel, Harleen Quinzel is so done, Oliver Queen is a Ride or Die BFF, Love Confessions, Emotionally Repressed Bruce Wayne, Emotionally Constipated Clark Kent, they’ll get there eventually, Drunk Bruce Wayne, Idiots in Love, Bruce Wayne Needs a Hug, Batman does have feelings read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/4mRKFyT

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ao3feed-harleyquinn · 3 months ago

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Freudian Slip

by IllLightUpTheSky4You It was a mistake, a slip of the tongue. “Be safe. I love you.” The silence that followed couldn’t be a mistake. Words: 2278, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Series: Part 5 of Superbat Week 2024 Fandoms: DCU, Batman - All Media Types, Superman - All Media Types Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: M/M Characters: Clark Kent, Bruce Wayne, Harleen Quinzel, Oliver Queen Relationships: Clark Kent/Bruce Wayne, Oliver Queen & Bruce Wayne, Clark Kent & Harleen Quinzel Additional Tags: Miscommunication, tired dads, No literally Bruce hasn’t slept in days, Bruce Wayne is Batman, Clark Kent is Superman, they’re in love your honor, they just don’t know how to communicate for shit, Bruce Wayne is Bad at Feelings, Clark Kent is bad at feelings, You can tell you have a problem when your crush’s villains visit you, Harleen Quinzel didn’t go to school for 12 years for this, Minor Pamela Isley/Harleen Quinzel, Harleen Quinzel is so done, Oliver Queen is a Ride or Die BFF, Love Confessions, Emotionally Repressed Bruce Wayne, Emotionally Constipated Clark Kent, they’ll get there eventually, Drunk Bruce Wayne, Idiots in Love, Bruce Wayne Needs a Hug, Batman does have feelings via https://ift.tt/Opb06a8

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ao3feed--bughead · 6 years ago

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Broken Souls And A Beat That Flows coda

5 years from high school and Betty Cooper nationwide best commentary dancer is going on her 6th year of dancing with Blooms Dance Company. Jughead Jones just published his first book he's been working on as he's been working at his old high school as an English and dance teacher.

Words: 2278, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Riverdale - Fandom

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Rape/Non-Con

Categories: Multi

Characters: Betty Cooper, Jughead Jones, Archie Andrews, Veronica Lodge, Toni Topaz, Sweet Pea (Riverdale), Kevin Keller, Fangs Fogarty, Chic Cooper (Archie Comics), Penny Peabody, Hermione Lodge

Relationships: Betty Cooper/Jughead Jones, Archie Andrews & Veronica Lodge, Fangs Fogarty/Kevin Keller

Additional Tags: Threats of Rape/Non-Con, Alternate Universe - Dance, Performing Arts, Accidents, Love Confessions, Love, Old Friends, New York City, Alternate Universe - Teachers, Additional Warnings Apply

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Wherever You Are {pt.8}

Characters: Calum x reader

Word Count: 2278

Warnings: angst

Summary: Aren’t parties supposed to be fun?

Beta(s): all mistakes are mine :)

Author’s Note: I can safely say that was are nearing the end! Either part nine or ten will be lithe last part in this series! Thank you for supporting my work and i hope to see you guys in my next fics as well!! feedback is always appreciated! enjoy xx

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When you walked through the door of Luke’s house, you were immediately engulfed in a hug from Michael. You let out a small laugh, hugging him back.

Just Michael’s presence made you feel a little better about your current dilemma.

Michael had always been the voice of reason whenever you and Calum were in the midst of an argument.

Seeing him gave you hope for a new beginning. You just wondered if it would be with Calum.

“I’m so glad you decided to come!” Michael exclaimed, pulling you to follow him to the kitchen.

“Yeah, I had a change of heart all of a sudden,” you cleared your throat, thinking back to your interaction with Calum a few hours earlier.

He looked around to make sure that no one was around to hear both of you before he stated, “Calum told me earlier today about you guys. Nothing in detail, and I’m not going to ask any questions. I just want to make sure you know that he’s here, and he’s cranky. Just be careful around him, okay? If you need anything, I’m here for you.”

You nodded, softly thanking him for the heads up. You joined the rest of the party, noticing Calum’s eyes raking over you when you walked over to him and Luke to speak.

“Hey guys,” you softly smiled at the both of them, trying not to look at Calum too long.

“Y/N! I’m so glad you made it,” Luke pulled you into a hug.

You wrapped your arms around him as you lightly laughed. “Sorry about going MIA on you. I had some…” you quickly glanced at Calum, “...things going on.”

Calum looked down at his empty beer bottle, turning it in circles.

Luke was aware of the current tension between the two of you. It was hard not to be aware when it was about to choke him out.

He’d noticed the change in each of your demeanors for the past couple weeks and figured that the two of you were no longer a thing. Michael and Calum confirmed it only thirty minutes prior to you showing up.

“Hey, Y/N,” Calum finally spoke up, noticing that you were already wearing the charm necklace he gave you a few hours prior.

“Hey, Cal, how have you been?” you swallowed the lump in your throat.

He tapped his leg as he glanced down, responding, “I could be better. Just doing what I can to survive. How about you?”

Luke slowly backed away from the conversation, giving you space to hopefully figure out how to mend each of your broken hearts.

“I’m alive. That’s about the only thing I have going for me right now,” you confessed.

It took everything in Calum’s power not to pull you close to him.

You both stood there, feelings like strangers. Neither of you knew what to say or even how to say what you felt like the other needed to hear.

It dawned on Calum that you mentioned moving to Los Angeles soon.

“Aren’t you moving to Los Angeles soon? You were going to—“ Calum stopped, realizing that you were going to stay with him until you found an apartment of your own.

You looked down, wiping away the tears threatening to shed. “Still looking for an apartment.”

“I’m sorry,” Calum blurted, causing you to look up in confusion. His voice began to waver as he continued, “Maybe I should have invited you on tour more and this wouldn’t have happened. Maybe, if I was good enough for you, we wouldn’t be here right now. I just wish i could look at you the same, but right now—“ he paused, trying to regain his composure, “I can barely handle hearing your name or seeing you. I’m just going to go outside. Have a nice night, Y/N.” He hesitantly walked away, setting the beer bottle on the table, and shoving his hands in his pocket.

You stood there, trying to make sense of everything he said.

You tremendously screwed your relationship up and had no idea where to even start fixing it. You looked around, dumbfounded, hoping that no one heard Calum.

You slowly walked to the cooler, avoiding eye contact with everyone. You watched the tears fall to the ground as you put your hood on, reaching for a beer.

You stood there for a minute, drifting into your mind. Calum could barely look at you.

Your heart ached for him in ways you’d never felt before. You craved for him to look at you the way he once did— with adoration.

Now, the look he gave you was heart wrenching just like the words he spoke to you. It had only been a few weeks and it already started to feel like when you first met— awkward and forced.

If Calum wanted you here, why was he being so cold? Why wasn’t he trying to fix things?

You snapped out of your train of thought by yelling coming from outside. As you got closer to the door, you recognized Calum’s voice and saw Ashton through the glass door, looking like a deer in headlights.

“I fucking get it, Ash. You’re sorry. You hate that you slept with her. You can’t stand that fact that you’re part of the reason we aren’t together anymore. I get it. You feel guilty, and you just want me to tell you that it’s okay, and I forgive you. Sorry to burst your bubble, but that’s not going to happen. You single handedly destroyed my relationship with you and her. I never thought you would do this to me. I thought we were brothers, Ashton.”

Everyone fell silent at Calum’s outburst. Luke and Michael began to push through the crowd forming around the two, hoping that it wouldn’t get physical.

“We are brothers, Cal. I screwed up. I just don’t know how to fix it,” Ashton confessed.

Calum stalked over to Ashton, closing the space between them and spat, “You can fix it by staying out of my fucking face.” He turned to walk away, pausing to add, “You and Y/N deserve each other.”

Everyone watched as Calum walked back inside, bumping shoulders with you and headed out the front door.

All eyes feel on you as if you were supposed to know how to fix this. You felt exposed— vulnerable.

You slowly back away, mouthing an “I’m sorry” to Luke before running out to find Calum. Luke sighed and ran after you, catching you at the door.

“Let me go, Luke. I need to talk to him,” you spoke as tears rolled down your face.

“I will let you talk to him, but you need to pull it together and talk to Ashton first.”

“No! I’m not—“

“You need to clear the air with him. You both need to acknowledge it. Just have an understanding, okay?” Luke practically begged.

You nodded in agreement as Michael yelled, “Show’s over, people.”

Everyone besides you, Michael, Luke, and Ashton began to file out of Luke’s house.

You noticed Michael softly talking to Ashton and pointing at you as Luke steered you towards them.

“I’m going to find Calum. You guys just...figure it out?” Luke sighed, rubbing his temples.

You and Ashton nodded as Luke and Michael walked away to give you both space.

Ashton clear his throat as he started, “What we did was stupid. I shouldn’t have flirted with you, knowing how it would make Calum feel. I feel terrible for ruining your relationship with him and mine with him. If there was anyway I could fix it I would. I wish I could just go back to that day and just never go to that fucking bar.”

Ashton was willing to take full blame. After losing his best friend because of you, he still didn’t want to throw you under the bus. Why would he do that?

You felt bad for him. He was more worried about fixing your relationship with Calum than his own.

Any other guy would have thrown you under the bus as soon as they got a chance. Hell, Ashton had done that to other girls in the past before he matured. What made you different?

“Ash, why are you taking all the blame? We both were at fault here. Why are you trying so hard to clear my name and get Calum and I back together? Shouldn’t you be putting your friendship for the band’s sake first?” you tilted your head slightly, crossing your arms.

Ashton sighed as he ran a hand through his hair. Maybe he should just rip the bandage off and tell you. He’d suppressed his feelings for so long that he forgot what it felt like to be this close to you with the opportunity.

Yet again, he found himself at a loss for words. He couldn’t explain how you made him feel or why he still felt this way after years of seeing you with Calum.

This was the first time that you and Calum weren’t together in any way and Ashton still felt like he’d betray every ounce of trust Calum had for him— again.

“Y/N...I’m in love with you. I know that I shouldn’t be, and I know that I have the worst timing in the world. It’s just—I guess I saw an opportunity in my slightly drunk state to be with you and went for it. My dumb decision costed you and Calum a relationship.”

“Ash—“ he cut you off, continuing to talk.

“I know that you don’t feel the same. Calum makes you happier than I could even attempt. I just want to makes things right so you can be happy. I just want you to be happy, Y/N.”

“I don’t even know what to say, Ashton. I am still in love with Calum, and I will always be in love with him. I don’t want to lose you as a friend, but for Calum’s sake, I think we should dial back for a bit. I hate to break your heart, but I don’t think I could see you in that way without feeling guilty for what I’ve done to Calum.”

“I understand,” he looked down, “I just wanted to get that out there. Good luck with Calum. I hope he gives you the happy ending you deserve.” He gives you a small smile, turning around to go back outside and drink a beer.

Michael hesitantly walked in the room and asked, “How’d it go?”

You shrugged and sighed, “I’d say it went pretty well besides the fact that Ashton told me that he’s in love with me.”

Michael coughed, taking a seat on the couch. “I can’t believe he actually had the balls to tell you. He’s been on that for years.”

“Years? Are you kidding me? Why didn’t anyone tell me? Did you guys bet on when he was going to tell me or something?”

Michael laughed, “No! No, we just never thought he would since you were with Calum. I’m surprised that you didn’t notice it sooner to be honest.”

“Can we not talk about how oblivious I seem to be and talk about why Calum stormed out?” You declared.

Michael nodded, not sure how to even bring up everything going on between Ashton and Calum.

The two weeks had been straining on the band. Calum wouldn’t go anywhere near Ashton or even say a word to him when they all hung out.

Calum would make small comments under his breath about anything Ashton would do.

Luke and Michael were stuck in the position where they couldn’t say anything without the possibility of making Calum angry or just making Ashton feel worse.

Last week, Calum and Ashton stopped showing up to every outing because they didn’t want to see each other.

Michal sighed, “It’s been tough for the band lately. I don’t even know if we’ll still be a band after tonight. Luke and I are trying our best to keep it together.”

“Michael, I am so sorry. This is all my fault. I never wanted to cause so many problems between you guys. What have I done?”

Your breaths became shallow as you thought about everything you’d ruined.

Your one mistake was about to cost the people closest to you their entire career. Yet, you were blindly focusing on your broken heart.

For once, Michael couldn’t help you with it.

It was all your fault.

You burst into tears, causing Michael to quickly get up and walk over to you. He pulled you into his chest as you continued to cry.

He rubbed soothing circles in your back as he nullified the apologies escaping your lips.

“I don’t think staying here and waiting for him is going to do you any good. You need to go home, Y/N,” Michael softly requested.

You profusely shook your head, “Calum won’t see me—he won’t talk to me if I leave.”

“We’ll get him to come and talk to you. Just go home and gather your thoughts. Take some deep breaths. I promise he will stop by,” he reassured you.

You agreed, hesitating before walking out the door and heading home.

After the short drive, you walked into your apartment and groaned at the mess. You grabbed a garbage, picking up the last four weeks off of the floor and hoped that Calum would stay one more night.

After a few hours of tidying up, you plopped onto the couch, racing through the thoughts in your mind.

Where did he go?

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Every night I almost call you just to say it always will be you

Wherever You Are

{nine}

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