#everyone is formally invited to give me recs if you know of any because I cannot for the life of me find anything

[zeb-z]

all I want is a fic that centers around Kix after he wakes up from being frozen, where he joins the resistance as a medic. a fic where he considers how similar his time under General Organa is to his time under General Skywalker, and finds out the connection and loses his mind just a little. some sort of poetic cosmic coincidence. a fic where Kix wakes up in a time that isn’t his own and chooses all over again to help be a healer for a cause worth fighting for, except this time it’s truly his decision. where he helps Finn recover after the events of TFA and they find a common ground of having been just numbers meant to serve a sinister purpose without consideration to them as people. where he knows more about lightsaber safety and combat then anyone else there, and actually remembers some of the drills the Generals used to run and teaches Rey what he can. guiding her through what he knew Kenobi would do for meditation, remembering how the man had stressed it’s importance for balance as a force user.

all I want is a fic where he’s there to tell stories to Luke and Leia of their father that they’ve never been able to hear before, of the man they never saw him as. where he gets to see Ahsoka again, still alive and kicking it, and he can get the full story of what happened during order 66 - not the fall of the Republic, he’s heard that tale a million times before, but the fall of the 501st, of his brothers. where they commiserate and Kix is finally hit with what he’s been pushing off processing, just how much time he has missed, how far away what he used to know and used to love really is.

all I want is a fic that fixes the sequels and also has Kix as the main character, is that too much to ask?

[jaimebluesq]

@kaz3313 since I didn't have any recs for you, I thought I'd write you a snippet - i hope you like it! Happy Birthday! :D

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Meng Yao heaved a relieved sigh when the last of the guests entered the Unclean Realm. Thus far, everything had gone smoothly – though the celebrations had only just begun. There was still plenty of time for disaster to strike.

He was on his way to the main banquet hall when he was stopped by a familiar voice shouting his name. “Meng Yao. Meng Yao!”

“Yes, Nie-gongzi?” He liked Nie Huaisang, he really did, but it was at times like these that he needed more patience than usual to deal with his sect leader's baby brother. “I was just on my way to see if the food is nearly ready.

Nie Huaisang rushed over and twirled in a circle with his hands out. “What do you think? Am I pretty enough?”

“Your robes are very fetching,” he complimented, and the slate grey robes did look quite good on the boy... though he couldn't help but notice the cut was decidedly feminine. “Are they new?” Was this something he needed to mention to Nie Mingjue?

“Oh no, they used to be Da-ge's long ago.” Nie Huaisang flicked open his fan and sidled up to Meng Yao's side. “Has everyone arrived yet?”

Meng Yao set aside the comment for later and nodded, continuing on his way down the corridor with Nie Huaisang falling into step beside him. “The He Elders were the last to-”

“The He?!” Nie Huaisang grabbed his arm, pulling him to a stop. “Not the He aunties?!”

A thread of worry needled its way into Meng Yao's stomach. “This is Nie-zongzhu's birthday, and they are his mother's family, are they not?”

Nie Huaisang groaned. “This is my own fault, I forgot to mention that we only ever invite the He aunties to formal occasions, never birthdays.”

“And why would that be?” Because if he needed to do some sort of damage control, he needed to know now.

“Because they're so traditional,” Nie Huaisang moaned. “And they refuse to let Da-ge be himself. Ugh, you'll see. Though perhaps I should just return to my rooms and-”

Meng Yao gave Nie Huaisang a look, and the boy's shoulders drooped.

“Or maybe we can just go save Da-ge from the aunties.”

“I believe that's the better idea, Nie-gongzi.”

As they approached the main hall, they could already hear a chorus of women's voices, each fighting to be heard over the other.

“Our little meimei has grown so big-”

“She looks nothing like her mother-”

“Don't worry, sweetheart, we brought you some proper robes to wear-”

“What sort of name is Mingjue anyway, it's not too late to change it again, dearie-”

“When are you going to find a nice boy to marry and give you little ones?”

And when Meng Yao and Nie Huaisang entered the hall, they saw that Nie Mingjue was surrounded by a crowd of women of varying heights and ages, looking like he was on the verge of a qi deviation. Oh my. But there was one thing that perplexed Meng Yao.

“Nie-gongzi,” he whispered to the boy at his side. “Why are they talking as if-”

“As if Da-ge were a girl?” Meng Yao nodded. “Because that's what everyone thought he was when he was young. I don't really remember that far back, he's always been Da-ge to me, but the aunties... haven't exactly accepted that he isn't a girl, which is why we only invite them when formality demands it.”

Many things suddenly made sense for Meng Yao. “It may have been helpful to know all of this before the banquet invitations had been sent out.”

Nie Huaisang had the decency to look a little guilty. “Well... you know now.”

Yes, he knew now, but it didn't help him in figuring out how to save Nie Mingjue from the aunties. “Is there anything that will dissuade them?”

“There's... one thing,” Nie Huaisang winced.

They spent a few minutes whispering to one another before they finally hatched a plan.

~*~*~*~

Meng Yao stood on the raised dais next to Nie Mingjue, watching as the flock of aunties fluttered around Nie Huaisang and Nie Zonghui, each of whom had entered carrying an infant and followed by a pair of toddlers.

“So,” Nie Mingjue muttered loud enough for Meng Yao to hear, “I recognize Nie Zonghui's niece, but where did they get the other children?”

“The other infant is Liu Shen's – the head baker. And the toddlers are the children of several senior disciples.”

“So they'll be disciples themselves in a few years. Good.” Nie Huaisang winced as one of the aunties cooed at the baby in his arms and pinched their cheeks. “He's good with them, even though he doesn't want any of his own. It's for the best, he's still a kid himself.”

Meng Yao couldn't help but agree. “I would like to take this opportunity to apologize, Nie-zongzhu.”

“What for?”

“For sending the invitations out without first checking to see if there was anyone who should not be invited.”

Nie Mingjue turned to Meng Yao and offered him a gruff grin. “It's all right. Everyone makes mistakes.”

“But-”

“Enough. It's my birthday, and I refuse to watch you self-flagellate over something so unimportant.”

Meng Yao appreciated the sentiment, but still... “You should also not have this day marred by people who don't accept you for who you are.”

Nie Mingjue shrugged. “There will always be some of those. They're not the ones whose opinions matter.”

Meng Yao envied Nie Mingjue's confidence and certitude, yet it was something he had yet to master. He cared far too much for what people thought of him, if only because it could potentially stand in the way of his own ambition.

“Though I am glad I left Baxia in my rooms – she's a little less tolerant of their nonsense than I am,” Nie Mingjue added.

“Just say the word, Nie-zongzhu, and I will bring her to help you keep order.”

That earned him a chuckle from his sect leader, making him inordinately proud.

“No need, Meng Yao... come. I'm hungry and you need a break.”

“Really, Nie-zongzhu, I should get back to work-”

“Nonsense. Everything is going smoothly. Unless there's some other reason you don't want to eat with your sect leader?”

There was really only one answer Meng Yao could give – thankfully, it was the one he wanted to give. “There is no reason, Nie-zongzhu. I would be happy to join you.”

As he followed Nie Mingjue toward the banquet tables, Nie Huaisang sent him a panicked look, begging for help. Meng Yao looked to his sect leader then to the man's brother. He gave Nie Huaisang an innocent look and left to follow Nie Mingjue through the crowd. As he walked away, he heard a voice intone behind him.

“So, Xiao-Nie, when will Nie-zongzhu be finding a wife for you?”

Meng Yao was happy to let him suffer a little bit, though perhaps he might save him from the aunties. Later.

[the-irish-mayhem]

Fosterson Fic Rec Masterlist: Oneshots

The Main Reclist has been split to fix the links that tumblr decided to break if there were too many of them in a single post. I’ll be keeping the main reclist updated (even if the links appear broken) as well as maintaining this list and the list for multichapters.

I need help expanding this list! If you have any favorites or fics of your own of your own you don’t see included in this list and you’d like to submit for consideration, please drop me a line.

List updated April 2020. New additions marked with **

Updated during this wild quarantined time, which should serve as a reminder to everyone to APPRECIATE YOUR CONTENT CREATORS! Leave all the comments and kudos to show our love for everything they do. Big thanks to everyone who recommended and/or created content for this amazing ship.

Rated G/K-K+

**Promise by igi_pigi: Thor visits Jane to say goodbye before he leaves for Asgard. Rec: Bittersweet but lovely post-AOU, semi AU pre-Ragnarok. | 1.1k

**Spooky Nights by igi_pigi: "So what is it about?" Thor asks. "Or are we to go in uninformed?"Jane's eyes instinctively flick towards the blank tv screen. Darcy was insistent about it being a horror movie this time - as they serve as "perfect romance fodder", according to the maniac. Jane has decided to go with the recent one, 'The Conjuring'. [Set a few months after Thor2] Rec: Just sweet, dumb, wonderful fluff. Not an ounce of angst to be found. Also Thor learning about Earth is always sweeeeet. | 3.2k

**Stars and Solitude by igi_pigi: It's Jane's first night in Thor's home, however unusual the circumstances. He wishes to show her somewhere. She thinks it's his room. [Set during Thor2] Rec: A nice lil add on, Thor inviting Jane further into his life. | 3.3k

**Can’t Go Back the Same Way You Came by gumbridge: Loki lets go. This is what happens after. (post-film; basically a fixit fic.) Rec: This is pretty Loki-centric, but Jane is fabulously written, the family unit that Loki gets inducted into makes me very happy, and the fosterson is understated but so important and wonderful. | 20k

**spring will come by LadyCharity: As if grieving over the death of her husband wasn't hard enough, Jane has to deal with Thor's angry, bitter, emotionally shot little brother. Rec: This is literally all pain but god it is so good. You can feel the love binding Jane and Loki and Thor and it is so, so well written. Holy shit. | Content Warning: Major Character Death | 12k

the universe in your hand by amonkeysue: For the free day of Fosterson Week 2019, Thor's finally taking the right chance to propose to Jane. Rec: an adorable little bite-sized proposal fic. | <1k

Who Lives, Who Dies by MissChrisDaae: When the dust settles, who is left? Rec: Post-Infinity War, semi-kidfic. Pretty cute, and brings Jane into the story like she should’ve been. | 1.2k

Morning by MissChrisDaae: Thor and Jane's morning is interrupted by their kids. Rec: Fluffy fluffy FLUFFY Jane and Thor with a whole gaggle of children. | <1k

Trending by MissChrisDaae: Jane and Darcy's work session gets a little derailed. Rec: For the Social Media day of Fosterson Week, a fluffy and silly bit, and feeds into the 2012 Avengers Fic nostalgia. | <1k

ever on and on by often_adamanta: Darcy has to correct three separate people at the reception about their relationship, not younger cousin or sister, but college professor and boss and finally best friend. Jane thinks about their surprise, the second glances they give her, and wonders. Rec: Jane deals with the implications of immortality. Her friendship with Darcy is so potent and real in this. | 3k

Before the Thunder Shook Us by niobium: #6, “Is there a reason you’re naked in my bed?” #14, “Hey, I’m with you, okay? Always.” Rec: This is such a wonderful canon-insertion/canon divergence. Just enough fluff and bittersweetness to seem real. | 1k

Private Jokes by MissChrisDaae: Before his return to Asgard, Thor and Jane have a talk. Two years later, Thor misses a chance and Jane has to carry on. Rec: An AOU coda and a Ragnarok fix-it all in one. Feisty Jane and apologetic Thor. My bbs. | 1k

On the Physics of Magical Space Hammers by shinyopals: ‘So what does it mean to be “Worthy”?’ Jane asked. Jane doesn't mind sharing her life with Mjolnir. She just wishes she understood it a bit better. Rec: We’ve all wondered about Mjolnir and worthiness. Jane finally takes the initiative to find out with amazing results. | 4k

Fives Times Jane and Thor Broke Up and One Time They Didn’t by shinyopals: I didn’t know you were in the country, Jane,’ said Jane's grandmother. ‘Of course, nobody tells me anything.’ ‘It’s just a very last minute thing,’ said Jane, which Thor knew to be a lie. ‘I only arrived yesterday-’ another lie, ‘and I’m just on the way to work and thought I’d stop by and see Mom.’ This too was not true. ‘This is my friend Thor,’ she added, almost casually. ‘He’s been helping me with some work so we’re driving into the university together.’ This seemed the most flagrant of all the lies, but Thor decided not to let it show. It's not always convenient to be a relationship, so sometimes Jane and Thor have to make sacrifices. Rec: A giant SUCK ON THIS FEIGE that takes the “Jane and Thor break up” concept to the best possible places. | 12k

Hours Long and Short by shinyopals: The first night, Thor does not sleep. (Written for a post-TDW prompt for Fosterson Week 2017.) Rec: A really wonderful slice of life fic post-TDW. Deals with their trauma so wonderfully, and includes some lovely soft moments. | 4k

#7Days7Hobbies by shinyopals: Thor wants to try out some of Midgard's finest hobbies and turns to Twitter for suggestions. Jane isn't really sure how this is now her life. (Prompt for Day 4: Domestic, for Fosterson Week 2017.) Rec: One of my favorite things that’s ever been submitted for Fosterson Week. I love reading about Thor fully embracing Earth customs, particularly social media, which opal KNOWS is one of my weaknesses. | 5k

A Question of Honor by shinyopals: ‘Paintball?’ said Steve. ‘We could do… that…’ ‘What is that?’ asked Thor. He nuzzled into Jane’s hair. His mead-breath was giving her a headache. ‘It’s a thing- a game… thing. With paint.’ ‘Rogers, stop explaining stuff to Thor, you’re embarrassing me.’ Tony’s voice was remarkably coherent. Must have been drinking sensibly. Bastard. When it comes to deciding whether Earth or Asgard has better warriors, the stakes are high, and Jane is wishing she'd kept her big mouth shut. Rec: TEAM BUILDING EXERCISES FOR THE WIN. | 8k

The Gift Horse by fartherfaster: Sam and Darcy are formally introduced for the first time. Sam says “formally” with some flexibility. And a couch. A couch and a great deal of flexibility. Nevermind, he’s said enough. They met, is what he’s trying to say. Or, Sam's early days with the whole gang. Rec: Mostly a teamfic from Sam Wilson’s POV, which is awesome because how often do you see that. Fosterson is mostly background, but it made me smile so much. | 3k

on the verge of understanding something extraordinary by dirgewithoutmusic: “Jane, you’re an astrophysicist, not a storm chaser,” said Erik Selvig, and he was wrong. She was just an astrophysicist too. (A Jane Foster character study) Rec: I’m relatively certain I read this before and loved it, only it somehow didn’t make the reclist. An amazing, touching, wonderful, stunning portrait of Jane Foster. | 9k

starlight in her eyes by jdphoenix: “You,” she says, voice strong with accusation. “You’re the one who attacked me!” Thor really must laugh at that. “You are the one who attacked me. Or is it considered polite among stars to crash into one another?” Rec: A really awesome take on a Stardust fusion AU. Full of inquisitive Jane and cocky Thor. It gave me really hard vibes from the first Thor film. | 1.2k

a true lady of Asgard by jdphoenix: It's not uncommon for Jane to fall asleep working when she's chasing a new theory or hunting down evidence but the middle of a battle for the future of Asgard is not the time. Rec: Jane becoming a fixture of sorts in Asgard is one of my kinks. Also Jane being friends with Thor’s friends and the people of Asgard. Kink. | 3.5k

Afterwit by RC_McLachlan: Good with patients, bad with relationships. That's what she told Thor before she ripped the name tag from the shirt in his hands and crumbled it in her palm, relishing the way the sticky back clung to her skin before she threw it in the waste bin. She'd never been so right in her life up to that point—the rightest she's ever been was when she decided to offer the crazy blond guy a ride to his mysterious non-satellite in the desert. Or, the one in which Jane and Thor run into Donald Blake. Rec: I am such a sucker for the “running into the shitty ex with the New and Improved Partner” trope and this is that. All of that to such a wonderful degree. | 2.7k

drabbles by freshexes: Rec: Some really fantastic little bits of prose. Great voices of Thor and Jane. Some fluffies, some angst. | 1k

The Good Times are Killing Me by alwaysaprilia: Rec: Modern royals AU. Jane and Thor are perfect in this. The dialogue is sublime, and the interactions made me squee really hardcore. I only wish there was more. | 3.6k

College AU by anthropologicalhands: Rec: It’s kinda more meta/heacanon, but it’s really adorable. | 1k

all’s fair (in love and war) by sweetwatersong: This is what you fight for. This is what you yearn to feel: this moment, this passing of every second, this rush of life and the indomitable strength of the present. Thor is a warrior, born and bred, and he is glad of any battle - and yet, as with all things, even this can change. Rec: A Thor introspect and a really well done second person perspective. | 1k

Five Times Thor Gets His Shirt Off FOR GREAT JUSTICE And One Time He Doesn’t by shinyopals: Sometimes Thor’s armour is more useful when not being worn by him. He definitely doesn’t end up in these situations on purpose. Rec: Please bury me in every single five times fic shinyopals has written. This one might be my absolute favorite. So many fantastic interactions for Thor, not just with Fosterson (which is BEYOND perfect), but the whole team. Plus: naked Thor fighting bad guys in an apron. Also the SamSteve is so strong and I’m in love. | 9.8k

A Discussion of Hypotheticals by shinyopals: Jane and Thor talk about their future. Hypothetically. Rec: I am so glad we’ve made Fosterson Week a thing because this fic is WONDERFUL. Great communication makes me weak, and also so many squee-worthy moments. | 5k

Jane Foster Versus the Internet. Or: Five Times Jane Allegedly Dated An Avenger And One Time She Apparently Did Not by shinyopals: Jane discovers that the internet is The Worst. Rec: It’s the thing I loved so much I made graphics for it because it’s so good. Jane’s interactions with all the Avengers are delightful, not to mention her steady relationship with Thor that is so grounded and real. It’s also freaking hilarious. | 10.4k

Untitled by polyamoryavengers: Rec: Angst and fluff and Jane comforting Thor. *cartwheels into the sun* | 1k

Sexiest ‘Something’ Alive by Niobium: Tony is bound and determined to make sure a human is awarded the title of Sexiest Man Alive (he even has a solid candidate in mind); Jane just wants media outlets to get their science right. Rec: This is absolutely fantastic. Just the right kind of blend of humor, sweetness, and meta criticism ever. | 7.5k

The Hours Filled by websandwhiskers: Ritual and comradery are basic human needs. Rec: Focus on Jane, not a ton of Thor, but pregnant Jane is always a delight. | 1.7k

First Dates? by hariboo: Jane’s not really sure what her and Thor’s first date is? The party or the barbecue? In end does it matter? Rec: I am not a big fan of high school AUs, but if they float your boat, this is definitely worthwhile. | 1.4k | Part of Let’s Be Young Forever series

Of Car Crashes and Coffee by hariboo: “you bumped my car and I’m so piss- oh wow no you’re hot let’s go for a coffee” au prompt. Exactly what it says on the tin. Rec: This made me giggle. Super duper cute. | 1.3k

Tactile Perception by RC_McLachlan: “The day I met you, I knew you would see me.” Her hands find his face, sliding over his jaw, his cheeks, and she brings their foreheads together. “The day I met you, I hit you with my car. Twice.” Rec: *dies quietly* Teasing and cute story telling and just so many good things. | 2k

Clarke’s Third Law by shinyopals: “Of all the people to knock down the stairs, she would pick the practically-seven-foot-tall son of the Minister for Magic who just happens to be the Gryffindor Quidditch Captain.” Jane’s just trying to read every single book in the Hogwarts library in between classes, and she’s not quite sure how Thor happened to her. Rec: I never read Harry Potter but damn it this makes me want to. I just love this. So much. I don’t know how but it happened. I actually really wish there was more? | 3.8k

The Most Daring Prophecies–Dr Jane Foster at TED Talk by Rozilla: A transcript of Jane giving a TED Talk on her experiences of crossing the cosmos, Asgard and her hopes for the future of interstellar travel - as reported on WHIH. Rec: I can’t tell you how badly I wanted this to be real. Fosterson is mentioned a bit, and it makes me smile a lot. | 5.1k

Paradigm Shift by jdphoenix: “Jane’s implementing a ‘new organizational paradigm.’ She does this like once a year, usually when she’s extra stressed. Like after that time your brother messed up NYC.” Rec: cute domestics plus Jane is worthy. | 1.5k

Raging Storm by jdphoenix: Thor knows the moment he touches the hammer that it is not Mjolnir. Rec: A brilliant continuation of Paradigm Shift (above, previously recced) wherein Jane bests Loki and is worthy, plus Jane talking down berserker!Thor. So many of my Fosterson hot buttons. | 4k

Overlap by littlestardust: A moment between Thor and Jane. Alternative summary: Thor is respectful of Jane’s life choices, and also there is cuddling. Rec: Teeny tiny fic, but super cute. | <1k

amazed & confused by tashlae: Dating an alien/god/man who fell from the sky isn’t something to take lightly. Rec: Jane/Darcy centric with lots of talk about fosterson and a kinda sweet moment at the end. | 1k

untitled by ifilovedyouless: jane/thor, modern royals. Rec: Oh my god, the sweetness overload was too much. Also YAS Thor in military uniform. | 1k

Fosterson - dancing by batsonthebrain: Rec: Introspective, sweet, and with a heavy dose of mutual respect. | <1k

Unplanned by hariboo: The first person to hear Jane is pregnant isn’t Thor. It should be, but extenuating circumstances. This happens a lot when it comes to living in Stark Tower. Rec: Very much toeing the crack line. Baby!fic, obviously, plus fabulous Clint, and a semi?redeemed Loki. | 1.2k

clash of the (scientific) titans by anthropologicalhands: Thor brings Tony to meet Jane. Thor admits he probably could have thought it through a little better. Rec: this fic always makes me giggle. Fosterson is mostly background, but the interactions between everyone makes this worth it. | 1k

Through Doors by nayanroo: The Jedi Order knows a good team when they see it, but unfortunately even the best-planned missions always have something go hilariously wrong. That’s when the true strength of any bond is shown. Rec: A Star Wars fusion is always a good idea. The way Jane and Thor play off each other and their bond through the Force is lovely. | 4k

Straight On 'Til Morning by arsenicarcher: Thor and Jane are having a baby. Tony’s conflicted about the whole thing. Rec: Kinda Tony-centric, but I’m always up for a fosterson baby. | 4.4k

hard to keep the rainclouds out by veliseraptor: Rec: A unique view on Thor’s grief and Jane’s struggle to be there for him. Very lovely, very angsty. | 2.1k

Perils of an RPF Life by hariboo: Look, it isn’t that she isn’t excited for Jane, sure she is. But Darcy wonders if Jane ever thinks about that. The fact she’s dating the sexiest E.T. ever. Rec: Darcy’s voice in this is hilarious and touching all at once. Jane and Thor’s caring for each other is so clear and endearing I audibly squeed a few times. | 2k

amazed & confused by tashlae: Dating an alien/god/man who fell from the sky isn’t something to take lightly. Rec: Jane and Darcy friendship is a lot of fun. Jane’s pondering of their relationship seems very characteristic of her. | 1k

On The Unsubtle Nature of Fish Ties by Niobium: Fancy clothes shopping for your alien boyfriend should be easier than this. Or, how Thor got his red velvet jacket. Rec: Fosterson is mostly background, but cute Jane/Darcy/Pepper interaction. | 3.3k

Be Safe by MissChrisDaae: Thor and Jane have a contingency plan for emergencies. Rec: Speculation/AU for Age of Ultron. Baby!fic, and is just so damn cute. | <1k

It All Happens Here by MissChrisDaae: Her very first year of teaching, Jane Foster gets an unusual bonus in the form of one of her students’ extremely attractive father. Single dad and his daughter’s kindergarten teacher au. Rec: super fluffy and just adorable. | 7.5k

Remembrance by Are_you_ever_not_going_to_fall_for_that: Thor and Jane take a walk and come across something that sparks memories. Post The Dark World. Rec: Jane and Thor talk about Loki, and the lack of heavy angst is refreshing. | <1k

Traffic jam by kes: When you’ve been fighting omnicidal aliens and the bureaucracy, a getaway is in order. Unfortunately, flying from A to B isn’t always possible… Rec: domestics. cute domestics EVERYWHERE. | <1k

nothing is ever convenient (except to make things uncomfortable) by anthropologicalhands: After Thor returns, there is still the matter of responding to Richard. Rec: The awkwardness of dealing with Richard made me smile. A very smile inducing fic. | 1.3k

Jane on Top by Rozilla: Jane Foster is asked to lecture at the SHIELD Academy, but she feels her old anxieties and worries begin to creep in- but it’s okay. Darcy has her back, not to mention it appears she has a fan club at the Science and Tech Division of the SHIELD Academy! Rec: An unapologetic Jane-fest, which is my favorite kind of party. Fosterson is background, but very relevant. Darcy is a cool friend. | 4.1k

leave this star crossed world behind by anthropologicalhands: Sif visits Jane with an offering. Rec: Jane/ Sif friendship, and they talk about immortality. Great interactions and insights on fosterson. | 2k

Measured Uncertainties by plushbug: Gap-filler, applying to the 2011 Thor movie. A shot at what might have gone missing from the rooftop scene between Thor and Jane Foster, after his 'rescue’ from the SHIELD base. Fits between “…and Asgard. That’s where I come from.” and “Thank you, Jane." Rec: A good fill for the movies, explains some comic-verse continuties. Curious Jane is a lovely person, and Thor relishes in giving her knowledge. | 4k

halfway between the gutter and the stars by verity: Thor pulls his phone out of his pocket and lifts it above them to capture a picture of the moment, their hair lit by the sun, Jane’s soft smile next to his beaming grin. The Rise filter suits the image perfectly. “I shall title this 'THE CENTER OF THE UNIVERSE,’” Thor says, typing carefully on the touchscreen. “With the small image of your planet, flanked by sparkling stars." "Well, we abandoned a geocentric model of the galaxy hundreds of years ago,” says Jane. "'THE CENTER OF MY UNIVERSE,’“ Thor says. He amends his caption and selects the options to crosspost from Instagram to Twitter and Facebook. Rec: Okay I absolutely LOVE LOVE LOVE this. So much. I love the world-building that Avengers + social media allows for. Also, cute Thor and Jane and team stuff plus Neil Degrasse Tyson and George Takei. So much good stuff. | 2.2k

Catalysts by Niobium: Meeting people winds up being a catalyzing event in Jane Foster’s life more often than not. Rec: Well-written Jane, and super supportive boyfriend Thor. I love it when he treats her like a genius. | 2.1k

The Reconstruction of the Mind by Niobium: Jane Foster’s introduction to astronomy doesn’t start with a backyard telescope or a shooting star or the arm of the Milky Way strewn across the nighttime sky, but with an Alexandrine woman named Hypatia. Rec: Jane-centric, and very well done, as per usual with this author. Fosterson is more background, but they have some lovely moments. | 4.6k

Asgardian Cautionary Tales for Young Maidens by Niobium: Jane discovers that Asgardian love stories aren’t exactly romcoms. Rec: Jane and Thor sharing love stories. I audibly squeaked at their cuteness. | 2.3k

the new millennia by hoosierbitch: Thor’s life was measured in centuries, not days. Rec: Post-Dark World, very Thor oriented and introspective. Jane helps him through his grief over Loki. Angst on angst. | 1.1k

the drumming inside her by hariboo: she can feel everyone looking at her, waiting for her to break or give up. they don’t understand. she made a promise too. Rec: oh my god Jane being determined, Thor pining a bit, Heimdall being awesome, and a super sweet reunion. | 1.3k

Starchild by empyrean: One night Jane teaches Thor the basics of Western astronomy, and Thor tries to describe Asgard. Then the Bifröst breaks, and Jane isn’t having that. Rec: Jane and Thor bond over the stars, and Jane doesn’t take it sitting down when the Bifrost breaks. Love the simplicity and the power in this. | 1k

There by Barkour: Jane has found Thor and in the finding, she has gone somewhere she’d never dreamed she’d see. Rec: Jane geeking out over Asgard, plus some really cute banter, and Thor being a gent as always. | 1.9k

Numbers and Lines by Sheeana: Jane Foster visits Avengers headquarters to help install a program she designed, and gets caught up in helping with their latest problem. Rec: Jane and Natasha get some great action together, and the Fosterson is handled well. | 4.9k

Important Meals of the Day by hariboo: or alternatively: Five Breakfasts With Jane and Thor and them feeding their family and friends. Which sometimes lately seem to be the same thing. Rec: domestics! Fluff that makes me want to stay there forever! I love this author’s way of writing fosterson. Also Darcy is so great in this. | 6.2k

Fire in the East by Maat: He finds that there are sweeter things than mead and glory and the fierce bright colors and rich textures of Asgard. Rec: Best Thor-being-on-Earth-longer fic that I’ve read. Short, poignant, sweet, and painful. This is beautifully written and left me wishing this was how the canon story could have gone down. | 1.1k

Few So Generous by galaxysoup: After Odin falls into the Odinsleep, Frigga takes up her husband’s spear and the rule of Asgard. Rec: Jane and Thor from an outside perspective, and a different version of events. Though the focus is not on fosterson outright, it is still a very good fic. | 2.7k

we fall like stars by jadeddiva: All that is left of him now is the extra chair pulled up to her makeshift fire pit, which she never sits in and hasn’t had the heart to move. Jane, and the search for Thor and a greater understanding of herself. Rec: A character study of Jane and how Thor affected her life. Lovely and poignant. Fluid writing style. | 3.1k

Not "Functional” or “Elegant” by Niobium: Jane Foster has worked some bad jobs in her career; working with Stark Industries’ R&D is a vast improvement. Rec: Jane-centric, and gives her a great backstory. She and Thor are adorable as always. The author clearly respects Jane as a scientist, so that shows through a lot, which is amazing. | 1.6k

Jane Foster’s High School Reunion by Niobium: Jane Foster has a high school reunion to go to. Rec: Jane and Thor are adorable. Thor is a gentleman, and Jane gets to laugh in the face of a jerk. Very satisfying. | 5k

Nature and Nurture by nayanroo: What’s better than solving a physics problem that may well get you another Nobel Prize nomination? Having a baby on the same day. Rec: Part of an amazing series (full rec with multichapter fics below) but can be read as a standalone. Featuring pregnant!Jane and adorable and far-too-accurate expectantfather!Thor. The fluff is lovely. Features all of the Avengers with some lovely domestics. | 7.4k | Part of in progress series, The Kingsverse

don’t we all want happy endings? by hariboo: Thor is thinking about Jane, Steve cares (because Steve has Feelings about Lost Lady Loves*), and in the end it’s a team effort. Rec: We get the closure on Thor contacting Jane after the events in New York. Sweet and painful and just lovely. | 3.4k

Legacy by me: A generation later, a budding social scientist tries to figure out Jane and Thor. Rec: Because it wouldn’t be a true reclist without a self-plug. Both Jane and Thor have passed away in this fic. | 2k

Rated T

**Heed the Signs by igi_pigi: Thor wakes up from a nightmare. Is it just a dream, or something more? [Post Thor2, Pre Thor3.] Rec: A heavy, meaningful setup to a Thor 3 that never was. | 4.8k

**Heartless by igi_pigi: Everything reminds her of him, it's funny. Wherever she looks, whatever she thinks of, usually and especially to get her mind off him, will eventually lead to him. [Set the night before Jane's date with Richard in Thor2.] For Day 6 of Fosterson Week - 'things that make you think of them' Rec: A really interesting and fabulous rumination from Jane about Thor’s impact on her life. | 1.4k

**Her Healing Touch by igi_pigi: Jane doesn't really realise that the Aesir are a bit relaxed when it comes to physical hurt. And freaks out over what Thor thinks are just petty bruises of battle. Ending with a little confession from Thor. [Set after Thor2] Rec: A neat take on Asgardian culture, love the way Jane’s care connected to Thor’s past. | 2.5k

**Qeryana by Domenika Marzione (domarzione): Thor and his efforts to live on Midgard, as opposed to just defending it. Rec: Thor’s visceral struggle of living in a culture not his own, but is ultimately still hopeful and positive. | 3k

**First and Foremost, Red by RC_McLachlan: There's a reason Jane and Thor break up. It's not a great one but it's the right one. In the year that follows, Jane carries on, doesn't win a Nobel Prize, defeats Thanos and saves the universe, and finally allows herself to be a little selfish. Rec: YAAAAAS I want ALL the Jane Saves Everything in Infinity War/Endgame fic. ALL OF IT. It’s so satisfying and good. | 9.7k

**Gangráðr, Faðmbyggvir Friggjar by tsukinofaerii: Less than a week before her wedding, Frigga warns Jane of ancient Asgardian rituals she and Thor must undergo before her marriage ceremony. Jane and Thor call on their friends for help as they face what might be the challenge of their lives. Rec: Just an absolute fucking delight from start to finish. Hilarious and amazing. Absolutely the best of the 2012-era Avengers fics. | 19.1k

The Courage of Stars by always_a_queen: Half the universe turns to dust. Thor goes to find the one person who is his whole universe. Thor/Jane Post-Infinity War and during/after Endgame. Spoilers for both movies and Ragnarok. Rec: god this is so heartbreakingly perfect. A wonderful fix it that gives a perfect little taste of what we might’ve had if Jane had been rightfully included in these movies. Jane does pass away at the end of the fic. | Content Warning: Major Character Death | 4.3k

Family Values by shinyopals: ‘It would have been kinder to leave me dead,’ Loki informs her one day. Jane Foster, who’s just revoltingly kissed Thor goodbye, told him she loves him, and called him a disturbing pet name, snorts derisively. ‘He brought you lunch; quit whining,’ she says. Loki isn't sure how he feels about his family, these days. Rec: The best take on Loki ever. His relationship with Jane is fabulous, and the interplay between him, Thor, and Jane is AMAZING. What a freakin treat this fic is. Post-Infinity War AU. | 3k

The Second Law of Thermodynamics by shinyopals: ‘What have you done?’ he asks. He still attempts to sound grave, but with Jane it is hard not to give into smiles.‘Done? I haven’t done, well. I mean. I have done some things. But it’s not bad. I was just curious! And nobody stopped me. I mean, they even welcomed me. So. I didn’t do-’‘Jane,’ he interrupts, laughing and leaning down to plant a kiss on her mouth. ‘You are absurd. I missed you. Tell me.’ Rec: Pardon me while I try to physically scream this fic into existence. It’s perfect. Jane loves science, and Thor loves Jane. Post-Thor 2. | 1.8k

Storm Warning by shinyopals: Then he strides to her and presses a kiss to her lips, taking her face in his hands as he does and holding her close. ‘You planned this?’ he asks. ‘Your morning’s work was not astrophysics, then?’She gives a guilty smile. ‘I wanted to, you know, surprise you.’ Thor gets ~romanced. He kinda likes it. Rec: GOD THE FLUFF. THE. FLUFF. PURE AND GOOD. | 3k

Sakaar by MissChrisDaae: Jane's been stuck on Sakaar for a year and a half. So Asgardians are a welcome sight. Rec: A really original way to get Jane involved in Ragnarok. Jane + science for the win. | 1.3k

Lab by MissChrisDaae: Thor likes spoiling Jane. Rec: For the Jane on Asgard day of Fosterson Week, a short and sweet lil tidbit! | <1k

Domesticity by MissChrisDaae: Little moments around Avengers Tower. Rec: I literally gasped in delight with how much this made me nostalgic for the fluffy Avengers Living in the Tower fics of 2012. | <1k

The Prince(ss) and Me by asoulofstars, MissChrisDaae: Prince Thor of Asgard just wants a little time to feel normal before he has to marry the mysterious Princess Jana of Ameos. So, he runs away from home and enrolls at Harvard University as Donald Blake, where he meets Jane Foster. Jane is clever, kind, and everything he wants, but can never have.Princess Jana of Ameos has spent her whole life studying incognito, getting the best global education possible under the alias of Jane Foster and trying not to think about romance, or the fiancé waiting for her back in Europe. Then Don Blake comes along and throws that plan out the window. Rec: A funky Modern Royals AU. Charming in some nice ways, and I like the slow-building tension. | 17k

Misunderstandings by writerblocked: She looks up at Thor, who grins warmly at her, and looks at their surroundings again. “This isn’t my apartment,” she says. Thor’s grin grows wider. “I know,” he says back. Rec: Newlywed!Fosterson fluff. | 1.8k

Turtures in Aeternum by shinyopals: ‘Legend tells that some unlikely souls are known to pause in their work for reasons of leisure,’ deadpans Thor. ‘History does not say what trials they faced.’ Asgardian science is giving Jane a headache. Thor persuades her to take a break to see some of the sights with him. Rec: Asgardian worldbuilding (literally) via Fosterson field trip. I love everything in this. | 5.5k

Five Times the Bad Guys Interrupted Thor and Jane's Date Night and One Time Tony Freaking Wishes They Had by shinyopals: ‘I have told Steve,’ Thor says to Tony as he’s leaving to go back to his rooms, ‘but I thought I should tell you also. Jane and I plan to institute the ritual of ‘Date Night’.’ As always, Thor sounds like someone’s severely uncool father trying to be hip when he uses any slang invented since the Civil War. Tony's been an Avenger long enough to avoid deliberately tempting fate, even if he doesn't actually believe in fate. The universe is just plain cruel. That's why he knows to be prepared for the worst Hydra can throw at them whenever Thor and Jane make evening plans. Rec: IT’S SO FUDGING CUTE. I CAN’T. IT’S CUTE AND HILARIOUS AND PERFECT AS ALWAYS. | 4.7k

Unexpected Arrival by shinyopals: ‘Jane-’ Thor cut himself off, opening and closing his mouth without managing words. Her name on his lips sounded so familiar; warm and deep and like nothing else mattered. An undercurrent of nerves there that she could still hear after all this time, that she didn’t think anyone else would be able to. She wanted to run to him, bury her face in his neck and jump back in time. Back before the break up - not enough time for each other with the universe in peril. Back before the baby. The baby she still sometimes wondered if she should have terminated to save them both this moment. Rec: The angsty and painfully yearning babyfic that you never knew you needed. | 2k

Steadfast as the Stars Above by jdphoenix: It was not meant to be like this. With him so small and weak, fighting every second to find purchase on a tiny world that spins faster than he can fathom. He wanted to be strong for her. Rec: A fabulous use of the Soulmate AU that completely slots itself perfectly into canon. | 8.3k

too poor for silver, i have a copper tongue by venndaai: “Maybe you don't have the perfect words all the time but, you always have something to say, right? You never have to, have to stop and think about it, and you never stumble over your words or anything.” He squinted at her. “I thought such things simply aspects of Midgardian speech, which you know I am not well versed in.” Jane sighed. “They're not supposed to be.” Rec: A story featuring an explicitly autistic Jane Foster. So wonderfully done. Full of empathy and love and kindness and warmth. | 1.3k

Gift by spikewriter: Jane looked at the brightly colored rug on the floor of the farmhouse in the Hudson Valley they were still moving into. “I like it,” she admitted with a bit more enthusiasm, picturing how her six-year-old self would have run screaming around the room in glee at such a gift. Rec: Some post-TDW fluff with bonus Darcy inclusion. | 1.5k

to candle incandescent as you pass by sweetwatersong: The legacy of King Tristan and the Star Queen Yvaine is not a mere tale in Stormhold, a fantastical portion of the kingdom's history. It lives and breathes in the blood of their descendants, in their long lives and graceful aging, in the ruling King Odin and his son, the Crown Prince Thor… Rec: A Stardust/Huntsman/Thor fusion that isn’t so much a full fic as it is, as the author describes, “a sketch.” Still a really lovely read, a great blend of the films. | 5k

Raiment of The Gods by randomcelt: They say the clothes make the man ... or the god. But sometimes, they do the most for his friends. (Or, a tale of all the times someone else wore Thor's clothes and the adventures necessitating such a development.) Rec: A great Thor character piece. A heavy emphasis on Thor + the team which I love. Runs you through the full gamut of emotions in the best way. | 10k

How to Quantify by Rozilla: It turns out Jane has a personal top ten list of favourite equations - and a nice expanse of hot Norse God to write them on. Rec: Super sweet and also contains the phrase ‘who said science never got you laid’ so. Yep. | 2k

this new bravery by hoosierbitch: For alfadorisawesome, who requested Thor/Jane “about to hook up with someone who doesn’t know.” This is my favorite piece so far. <3 Rec: Incredibly well done Trans Jane Foster. I am such a sucker for open lines of communication between partners, and that’s exactly what this is. Thor is incredibly sweet, and this story establishes his very nonbinary opinions on gender which I LOVE, but he still makes an effort to understand Jane’s experience. I love this fic so much. | 1k

The Hammer and the Ice by grav_ity: In the course of her short and mortal life, the heart of Jane Foster has been twice touched by the sons of Asgard. Rec: I adore AUs where Jane was in the Avengers. This is a short flashfic, but really lovely. | 1k

A Royal Wedding by MissChrisDaae and Science_Thunder_Lightning_Love: After three years, ten months, an alien invasion, a cosmic event, and a baby, Thor and Jane finally make it to the altar. Rec: Ridiculously cute fluffies. | 7.5k | Part of the Convergence series

The Thunder God Job by fuzzy_paint: Jane and Thor are thieves. Rec: Oh lawd, the AU I never knew I needed. Beautiful characterization with a rich world they’re placed in. I only wish it was 200 chapters. | 16.2k

there was a star danced by tosca1390: This is the familiar rhythm of her days; the coffee shop until one pm, five days a week, then class and the lab, then home or the library. Here, in her last year with a future dark ahead of her, she doesn’t see anything to change her ways. Jane and Thor, meeting at a coffee shop. Rec: College/Coffee Shop AU. Bless the AU gods. Sly little Shakespeare references. Thor and Jane being cute, sweet idiots. | 6.2k

Proximity Alarm by fayedartmouth: Thor comes back to Earth. Jane thinks it’s great. Except all the times it isn’t. Rec: It’s a great writing style. Jane and Thor are awkward, adorable, and passionate in a realistic way. Them navigating how to be together is a challenge that not all authors can rise to, so this is a great piece. So much yes. | 13.7

Never So Empty by iwillavengeyou: Thor has traveled the nine realms and seen many things in his centuries of godhood. What could possibly make everything seem so empty? Rec: Wow, just no. This hurts. This is not cool. Ow. Ow. Transcends angst and ends up somewhere much worse. Read if you’re into self-flagellation or are making a reclist. I literally yelled “Wow rude” at the conclusion of this fic. Major Character Death | 1.5k

An Ancient Gesture by Niobium: Jane and Thor come up with a tradition for dealing with situations where a social function gets to be a little too much for either of them. Rec: Super smiley, stomach flutter inducing fic. Fluff upon fluff, but also Asgard culture/worldbuilding! Yay! | 2.8k

Five Times Jane Kinda Sorta Accidentally Slept With An Avenger, The One Time She Didn’t, And the Many (Many) Times It Wasn’t Even a Little Accidental by shinyopals: Some people collect Avengers trading cards. Some collect action figures. Jane Foster, almost entirely without meaning to, has them all beat. Rec: If you’re not convinced by that title and summary, I’m not sure I can help you. Hilarious, in character, and kinda cute. | 9.3k

Well Remembered by Rozilla: Jane’s met Tony Stark before. Rec: Cracky and hilarious. | 1.1k

you may end up wanting more from this life by tosca1390: Everything is cold where it was once warm, and Jane is at a loss. Rec: Not sure why I haven’t put this beautiful thing on here yet. Deals with their separation, and a great character study of Jane. Angsty. | 1.6k

The Hearts of Stars and Thunder by MissChrisDaae, Science_Thunder_Lightning_Love: Rec: A Snow White and the Huntsman/Thor fusion. Really great use of characters, and all of the medieval battles and fosterson abound. | 7.7k

You Get One Phone Call by MissChrisDaae: Following the Battle of Manhattan, Jane gets a phone call. Rec: Post-battle strain, but then suddenly fosterson cuteness hits you like a wrecking ball. | <1k

Abs of Thunder by Unknownnobody32: During a flight on-board Stark’s jet, Jane learns how turbulence, pasta sauce, her Thunder god boyfriend, and his rock hard abs can soon become a recipe for embarrassment all thanks to bad timing. Rec: Takes washboard abs to another level. God, this is just too funny. | 2.1k

London, underground by Maybug: Clint Barton meets some familiar faces and has a very bad day hunting the jotunbeast left behind in London after the convergence. Rec: an awesome outside POV on fosterson, plus badass science Jane and her science assistant Thor, and awesome Clint. | 2.6k | Part of the Fosterson Files series

We have loved the stars to fondly by Maybug: Jane and Thor are up to something on the roof of the Tower. Tony thinks he knows what it is, but doesn’t see why he should be the one to tell them to stop. Rec: Outside POV of fosterson. Basically Thor does cute/dangerous things for Jane’s happiness. | 1.8k | Part of the Fosterson Files series

change places by coffeesuperhero: Jane and Thor get in the way of a Stark experiment. This goes about as well as you might expect. Rec: Body swap madness. So many cute moments though, plus some implied sexytimes with swapped bodies “for science.” So much yes. | 3.1k

Slowly, We Adjust by katsumi: Jane Foster leaves the lab on Friday exhausted, overworked, and petrified that she won’t get the grant proposal for her wormhole experiment finished in time to get funding. So, of course she gets rear-ended, because that’s just the kind of week she’s having. Rec: Protective/Worried Thor is best Thor. Reassuring Jane is best Jane. So much angst/cute. | 1.4k

Put a Ring on It by fuzzy_paint: Jane makes Thor a wedding ring. Rec: What it says on the tin. | 3.9k

The Pretty Birds Have Flown by beanarie: "Jane never pukes, not when she first wakes up, not at any other time of day. She has a cast-iron stomach and wicked stable inner ears, and morning sickness doesn’t stand a chance.“ The one where Thor knocked Jane up that night they chilled on the roof, and offscreen Frigga swore Heimdall to secrecy in the interest of protecting everyone involved. The All-Father’s house has a lot of enemies, okay. Rec: Heartbreaking, fluffy, and feelsy. Batten down the emotional hatches. | 2.2k

Jane Foster and the Impossible Library by Niobium: Jane, Darcy, and Thor find a peculiar library, and their afternoon takes a turn for the bizarre. Rec: This one’s wild from start to finish (I say that lovingly), but as always, Niobium delivers on fantastic characterizations. Not super-duper shippy, but so worth the read. | 12.4k | Part of the Jane Foster Works series

Northern Climes by Tyranusfan: Six months after the Avengers saved New York from the Chitauri invasion, Thor must convince Odin to return him to Earth. Rec: Jane and Thor doing cutesy couple-y things. The author captures well the eager awkwardness of a new couple while remaining true to their characters and story. | 4.3k

nowhere to go but up by anthropologicalhands: It is not uncomfortable, waking up with Thor’s arm draped over her waist, their legs entangled under the sheets. It is inconvenient when she wants to get out of bed or, at the very least, look over last night’s data. Rec: So very fluffy it makes me want to roll in it. Adorably domestic, too. Jane at her scienceing finest. | 2.3k

Late Night Waiting by hariboo: Jane didn’t often get home late. Rec: A very sweet and simple Jane/Thor that makes their relationship seem very grounded and real. Also, it is so sweet it makes my teeth hurt, and then I just want more. | 2.1k

Uru by sheffiesharpe: Thor cannot look after Jane, no matter how he wants to. Hogun offers a solution. Puente Antiguo receives another unexpected visitor. Rec: The author makes a really strange concept work brilliantly. Jane and Thor’s pining is frustrating and well-written, and the writing sizzles with unresolved sexual tension. | 6k

Star-Crossed by websandwhiskers: A vignette taking place during "Avengers”, after shawarma, before Thor returns to Asgard with Loki. Thor and Jane have their reunion, and discuss their future. Rec: Jane is an awesome person, and Thor respects the hell out of her. One of the best portrayals of Jane Foster that I’ve ever had the pleasure of reading. | 1.7k

The Morning After by fuzzy_paint: "I can’t believe we’re doing this,“ Jane says. "Can you believe we’re doing this?" Rec: Even without much in way of dialogue, Jane and Thor’s devotion is plain. We get a little view of domestics, too. | 1.7k

The Observable Universe by Sarea Okelani (sarea): As an astrophysicist, Jane studies the observable universe for work, but in her free time what she likes to study is a bit closer to home. (Or: Jane has a low tolerance for stupidity. Clint and Natasha take exception to being called stupid.) Rec: Not a ton of overt Jane/Thor, and is mostly an outsider POV on Clint/Natasha, but there is lots of team shenanigans and there is definitely a lot of affection for Thor from Jane’s POV. | 10k

Deal by GreenVelvetCurtains: Jane introduces Thor to the great Midgardian tradition of being made to remove your clothing when you lose a hand of poker. Everybody wins! Rec: I got a huge kick out of this one. Toeing the line of becoming crackfic. Oh, how I wish there was a smutty follow up. | 2k

Before the Fall by verily-thor: Jane helps Thor prepare for Ragnarök. Rec: Oh god, if you’re in the mood for some sadness, come on in here. Tragic without being grotesque, stripping it down to the bare emotions, and two people who love each other more than anything. | <1k

top gun is not a movie; it’s a lifestyle by hariboo: jane and thor got that loving feeling. Rec: an AU that is reminiscent of Top Gun, which is a fab movie. Awesome Jane, and adorable Thor. | 2k

A Brief Introduction to Asgardian Dinner Parties by jonesandashes and pentapus:  This is the first Earth-Asgard bonding opportunity since that time Loki punched interstellar relations in the face, twice, and the king and queen of Asgard are here, and they are her boyfriend’s parents. Jane is absolutely not going to get drunk at this party, is the point. Rec: This fic makes you smile, then laugh, then cringe, then do it all over again. | 4.5k

Destiny, Disrupted by me: Loki never sends the Destroyer to Midgard. Rec: Because it wouldn’t be a true reclist without a self-plug. | 3.5k

Rated M (these won’t contain the smuts unless otherwise noted)

**The Teardrop by igi_pigi: Post-Infinity War reunion of Thor and Jane. Forewarning - heavy angst. [Set right after the movie] Rec: Angst, melodrama, and desperation ahoy. Contains some smut | 4.2k

all the best distractions by fuzzypaint: They've found a rhythm when they share Jane's lab, Jane with her science and Thor with his own work, and though it is easy to be distracted by each other, usually they're both very capable of avoiding such things. Usually. Rec: Cunniligus in the lab ;) | Contains smut | 1.8k

Patience and Poker by Rozilla: Jane and Thor sneak off from one of Stark's parties for a quiet chat. Nope, just kidding, hot tub sex. Snarky hot tub sex. Best kind. Rec: What it says on the tin and it’s delightful. | Contains smut | 4k

A Deal with the Duke: An Epilogue by hariboo: Thursdays were busy days around the house, but today was the first day of winter much. Thankfully, the skies were clear, without a hint of storm, but the wind was sharp and bit into his cheeks. He was looking forward to a warm meal and seeing his wife, curling around her in bed for rest of the evening. Rec: Historical romance AU. A nice slice of life bit. Contains minor smut | 2.8k

Ray of Light by evieeden: To Thor, Jane shone brighter than any star in the sky. Advent fic for 18th December. Rec: A sweet, introspective fic from Thor’s POV. | 1.5k

just memories to hold by tosca1390: When the dust and light and smoke clears, the roof of Stark Tower is still intact. Jane can still feel the surge of power in her fingertips, thinks she could hear the songs of Asgard, feel the chill of Jotenheim, as the bridge built itself through Yggdrasil, Thor calling her name across realms. And then, a shadow falls over Jane. Rec: A really, really great post-Avengers reunion fic. Contains some smut | 3.6k

set with the stars by hariboo: jane tries to teach thor earth’s stars. tries, being the operative word. Rec: Jane and Thor getting distracted by each others’ sexy is my favorite thing. Contains some smut | 1.5k

It Could Be Sweet by hariboo: Jane and Thor traverse their last year of high-school. However, they didn’t expect it to be together. Rec: I am not a big fan of high school AUs, but if they float your boat, this is definitely worthwhile. Contains some smut | 7.8k | Part of Let’s Be Young Forever series

Thunder Whispered Low by Niobium: Rec: I love it when Thor talks about his magic, and the bridge that makes between him and Jane. Contains minor smut | 1.5k

Specularity by Niobium: Jane’s bad day improves significantly with a little reflection. Rec: A great slice of life fic, really, really nice interactions. Contains very minor smut | 3k | Part of the Jane Foster Works series

My Blood is Singing by Niobium: Sometimes Thor pushes a storm a little too far. And, sometimes, the storm pushes back. Rec: Jane and Thor at their domestic finest, with some internal angst and the simple comfort found with another person. Contains smut | 2.9k

All my faces are alibis by agirlnamedchuck: Thor is strong and stubborn and she thinks she could be a good king. Maybe even a great one. Besides she’d never seen herself as queen anyways. Rec: Genderswapped Thor. Fosterson is minimal, but amazing insights into Thor’s character. | 6.5k

Leaving On An Airship by Rozilla: To escape to a better life, Jane Foster, maid to a cruel villainous Baron, must leave her lover and disguise herself. But not before one last goodbye. Rec: *cartwheels into the sun* FOSTERSON STEAMPUNK WITH SMUT AND FEELINGS OH GOD SEND HELP. Contains some smut | 2.6k

Unrememberance by letthesongtakeflight: Before he became the Huntsman, he was a prince. Rec: Marvel/Snow White and the Huntsman fusion. Prequel of sorts to SWatH. Angst on angst. Major character death | 1.2k

steal my heart 'til kingdom come by tosca1390: Her eyes stray over reading upon reading; she thinks she can taste the tang of energy and ozone even now, and that strange sense of pine and smoke that she associates with Thor. Rec: AU post-Avengers where Thor goes to visit Jane who has remained in New Mexico. Yay for a great collision of two characters who absolutely did not prepare for any of this. Contains some smut | 2.1k

fingerprints that leave me covered for days by tosca1390: It is not all lost, to be stranded here. Perhaps, he could make something of it. Rec: Another AU in which Thor is on Earth longer in the first movie. Great development for Thor, and the relationship he has with Jane feels very real. | 5.5k

journeys end in lovers’ meeting by tosca1390: Solitary moments in snow; it sounds conducive to rest, to a time of rejuvenation before her research resumes. Rec: A really cute AU based on the movie The Holiday (which I’ve never seen before). Just adorable holiday fluff wherein Thor is human. Contains some smut | 19k

Bound by Medie: It was ironic that his and Loki’s greatest mistakes had led to her. Rec: Some tame bondage featuring dom!Jane. Contains smut | 1.1k

Rated E (these will contain the smuts unless otherwise noted)

**Ambush by orphan_account: Jane isn't into violence, but there's something about those SHIELD debriefings, something primal and raw about hearing how the bad guys got their asses handed to them by the good guys, something that inspires her to act on instinct alone. Rec: If you’ve got a thing for Thor’s armor.... mmmhmmm. | 1.1k

Is This More than You Bargained for Yet by Anshin Archives: Thor and Jane's first go at sex. Jane's expecting Thor to have a cock, and is surprised when he doesn't. It doesn't take her long to adjust. (Pure porn for the excuse of writing Thor with a vagina.) Rec: Genderfluidity and completely accepted queerness for the win. | 2.5k

When Jane Pegged Thor by waldorph: They raise them slutty in Asgard. Rec: What it says on the tin. Pretty damn hot if pegging is up your alley ;). | 1.4k

Practical Magic by Rozilla: Freya’s flowers can do funny things to you. Rec: Roz is the queen of smut so this is amazing. Kind of a play on sex pollen, but takes it in a totally new, refreshing direction. Asgardian sex magic for the win. | 2.8k

built on the old rivers by fartherfaster: You catch her wrist and delicately kiss the bone of it. “Nothing to be sorry for,” you tell her. She composes her reality in absolutes and theories and the true phenomenal names of things. Colloquial language is not her means of communication. You like her hard lines, her curiosity, her determination. Jane would never call Mjolnir just a hammer, and that puts a small, needy part of you to rest. There is a storm in the desert, and Thor comes to terms with all of his changes. The one where human-Thor has Lichtenberg figures. Rec: Incredibly poignant and the author makes a second-person POV work incredibly well. | 3.3k

Tell Me Something New by hariboo: "Compile the data of the reading we took during Convergence. The gravitational–“ She trails off, can’t finish the sentence out loud or in her mind, her voice catching on the words as Thor’s mouth latches onto her throat. Rec: Cute and hot and perfect because smart Jane is Thor’s biggest turn on. | 1.5k

On the Throne by murdur: His insistence that she should sit on the throne had been in jest and merriment, but the sight of her sitting upon the seat now makes his heart beat quick and steals his breath. Rec: Oh my god, Thor goes down on Jane while she sits on the throne of Asgard. I have nothing else to say. *dies* | <1k

Experience Counts for Something by Rozilla: Jane was surprised at Thor’s new female body- but pretty keen to explore it. Rec: Bisexual Jane and Genderfluid Thor are great. Some hot femslash fosterson. | 2.3k

Just Get In The Van by paxnirvana: Written for a prompt on Anenko’s Bad Sex & Awkward Romance: a comment-a-thon that got away from me. Rec: All first time sex is gonna be awkward, friends, even if you’re Jane and Thor. Might as well enjoy the ride. | 6.3k

close your eyes and count to ten by fuzzy_paint: Post battle, Jane and Thor make sure the other still lives. Rec: Reassurance of safety sex is hot. Sue me. Still manages to be angsty too. | 2.4k

We Woke Up In The Kitchen by hariboo: He didn’t think he could miss someone as he missed her, but there is something singular in Jane that pulls at him and threatens to overtake him. Rec: post-TDW sexies that are adorable and awkward and hot all at once, plus some really nice conversation at the end. This author just really gets Jane and Thor in a way that is always awesome to read. | 3.7k

A Helping Hand by fuzzy_paint: Jane can’t sleep. Thor has a solution. Rec: Some nice, cute sleepy!smut to help Jane to relax and stop thinking. | 1.5k

The Scientific Method by Serious Snugglebunnies: Thor is much too honourable to have meaningless sex with Jane - but will he do it for the sake of science? Rec: Cracky, hilarious, and hot. | 3.3k

A Thorny Situation by GreenVelvetCurtains: Jane has a problem and she’s not afraid to try and solve it. Rec: A hot fantasizing/masturbation piece starring the lovely Jane Foster. | 2.7k

Detours by ancarett: Life is a highway. Jane takes Thor on the detours. Missing moments from the movie. Rec: Some mildly awkward sex which is actually kind of adorable and works out for everyone in the end. Not my favorite smut ever, but worth a read. | 3.9k

Say It’s Okay by theleaveswant: Darcy gave her a sympathetic pout and walked around the table to put both hands on Jane’s upper arms. “Okay. Honey? I know this isn’t your preferred way of handling things, but it looks like you’re going to have to talk with him.” Rec: Big premium on 'consent is sexy.’ Jane teaches Thor how to pleasure her. Not my favorite smut, but worth a read. | 2.1k

Accretion by RC_McLachlan: "You are burning inside,” Thor whines, rolling his hips again, and she rides it out helplessly, eyes rolling back, lungs cramping with envy for air. “Like a star." Rec: A seriously hot look at the simple difference in size between Jane and Thor. | 1.6

Salt On Your Lips by Barkour: The strawberry daiquiri is indeed a drink worthy of adulation, but Thor prefers the taste of Jane Foster. Rec: For it’s sense of fun that comes with the sex, and the pure happiness of two people who simply enjoy being in each other’s company. | 2k

Good Morning by me: Jane wakes up with Thor between her legs.My addition to Fosterson Week’s smut day. Rec: Because it wouldn’t be a true reclist without a self-plug. | 2k

The Most Wonderful Time of the Year by me: Jane and Thor do Christmas. (Finally.) Tis the season for holiday smut. Rec: Because it wouldn’t be a true reclist without a self-plug. | 5.4k

Your Highness by me: Jane wants something in bed and Thor is more than happy to oblige. For the first day of Fosterson Week, post-TDW. Rec: It’s not a true reclist without a self plug. | 6k

Not Your Average Star Trek Fanfiction by me: After several years of unresolved sexual tension, Jane and Thor are in quite a rush to rectify the situation. Takes place immediately following TDW. Rec: Because it wouldn’t be a true reclist without a self-plug. | 3.7k

[dakotacrisis]

For Better or Worse (4)

FLUFF!

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It had been about a week since that day on the Seine. Marinette and Adrien were taking things slow as agreed. Little moments and actions to help ease them into their new relationship. Not that they did any of it in public. They wanted to keep this to themselves until they could truly define what exactly this was between them. It was also nice to have this time alone without outside interference or opinion to rain on their happiness. They hadn’t even told Alya or Nino yet. Not that the pair hadn’t been digging at them for information about what happened that day. But Adrien and Marinette agreed that this was something to be kept in the utmost of secrecy for now.

It was actually going rather well. They got their good morning texts complete with too many emojis and their late night goodnight phone calls. They’d find cute notes tucked inside their lockers. Adrien tried to walk her home most days before he had to race back to his own house.

The relationship had also gotten them to relax around each other a whole lot more. It took a couple days of whispered pet names, and hesitant touches, but they had fallen into a comfortable rapport. Adrien liked giving her pet names whenever possible and Marinette found herself tracing patterns on the back of his hand when they were sat near each other. It wasn’t much but it was a promising start.

If anyone suspected that something more was going on they didn’t ask. Discuss about it behind their backs via group chats? Yes. Was there a betting pool going on? Most likely. Did Chloe call him in a fit demanding answers once the rumor got to her? Of course.

Through it all though Adrien and Marinette had their own bubble that no one could pop.

So of course the moment they were finally happy something had to come along and ruin it.

Marinette’s phone pinged alerting her she had received a text. With bleary eyes she reached for her phone and smiled when she saw it was Adrien.

Morning sleepy head, do you wanna have breakfast together?

She rubbed the last of the sleep from her eyes and texted him back.

Good morning! I’d love to! Where were you thinking?

Your place?

Are you inviting yourself over to my house at the crack of dawn? I thought we were keeping this from the parents.

Can’t a good friend come over for breakfast? ( O ^ O )

I guess a very good friend wouldn’t be amiss in this house ( > ν o) How are you getting out of the mansion?

I have my ways

Is this in any way going to get either of us in trouble?

Perish the thought. I would never risk your reputation

I’ll tell my parents you’re coming over and I’ll make sure my dad doesn’t go overboard. See you soon, sunshine! Xoxo

Can’t wait! See you soon, doodle bug! <3

“Doodle bug?” Tikki whispered in Marinette’s ear.

“Because I doodle a lot.” Marinette hid her face in her pillow. “Shut up.”

“It’s cute.” Tikki patted her head, “Now you should tell your parents he’s coming over, right?”

“Yeah, I’m going,” she squirmed out from under her sheets and popped downstairs to tell her parents Adrien was coming over for breakfast.

“Awe!” Her mom cooed, “Are you two finally together, sweetheart?”

“Mom!” Marinette flustered, “It isn’t like that. We’re just friends.”

She knew she could tell her parents the truth. They would keep it a secret and would be really happy for her. With everything going on though it just seemed like another step forward that her and Adrien weren’t quite ready for. In time they would tell the parents but not today.

“Of course, dear,” Her mom said, “Sorry to presume. You go get ready, we’ll get breakfast started.”

“Thanks mom, dad, love you!” she sped back up to her room and started getting ready. It was only breakfast so she didn’t need to dress elaborately but she also didn’t want to be bumming it when Adrien came over. She really didn’t want to put on jeans today though. Black sweatpants and chic oversized sweater it was!

A knock on the door sent Marinette shooting down the stairs and careening around her parents to get to it before they did. She opened it and Adrien was waiting patiently on the other side. While he may have been dressed properly for public his hair was all messy as if he had barely taken a brush to it after he woke up.

“Hi,” Marinette giggled as she started to smooth out his bedhead, “Nice to see you groomed before coming to my house.”

“Nice to see you dressing up for our breakfast date.” he quipped back.

“My house, I get to dress however I want.” Marinette crossed her arms, “You should be grateful I deigned to change out of my pajamas for you.”

“If you wanted me to crawl into bed with you that badly you could have just said so.”

“Adrien!” Marinette’s face pulsed red, “You can’t make those kind of jokes where my parents may hear you.”

“What? What did I say?” he frowned, confused, “Is it so bad to want early morning cuddles with my girlfriend?”

“Oh! Cuddling. That’s what you meant.”

“What did you think I was talking about?”

“Nothing. It’s not important. You wanna come in for breakfast?”

“Yeah, but I still want to know what you thought--”

“Mom! Dad! Look, Adrien is here!” she pulled Adrien in and shoved him in front of her parents.

“Good morning, Adrien.” her mom smiled at him, “Go on and take a seat. Would you like anything to drink? Juice? Tea? Milk?”

“Orange juice please.” Adrien took the offered chair next to Marinette.

The food was soon ready and everyone gathered round to start eating. At first a little nervous Marinette bumped Adrien to let him know that he could have as much as he wanted. Her dad always did make enough food for even the biggest appetites.

“So, Adrien,” her dad said, “How are you? School going well?”

Adrien paused, a little caught off guard by the question. “School is going very well.” he answered, “Can’t complain.”

“That’s good. What about outside of school? Marinette tells us you have a lot of extracurriculars that you devote your time to.”

“It can be a pretty full schedule but I enjoy my extra activities most of the time. I think my only wish is that I could have a little more free time to spend with my friends.” And girlfriend, Adrien thought to himself. He knew it had only been a week but he was itching to be able to take Marinette on a real date. Not just a video-call afternoon in the park or a study date in the library with Alya and Nino keeping a keen eye on the pair. A real date...in person...maybe a nice dinner where they didn’t have to pretend nothing was going on.

Maybe at the end of the date he could even give her a kiss. Not just on the cheek or hand like he’d been doing. A real kiss. The thought both thrilled and terrified him. What if he went in for the kiss and missed? What if he was bad at it? Sure he had kissed Ladybug a couple times but it wasn’t like he could remember any of them! What if he really was bad? What if something he ate made his breath smell? What if--

“Adrien.” Marinette poked him, “You still with us?”

“Sorry.” he blushed. He was getting all worked up about a kiss he had yet to give. “I was letting my mind wander. What were we talking about?”

“I’m given to understand you speak Chinese.” Mrs. Sabine said, “Well enough to translate for my uncle when he visited months ago.”

“Yes, ma’am.” Adrien said, “Father had me start lessons a couple years ago. He said it was important to be able to speak more than one language.”

“And how did you decide on Chinese?”

“Well, truthfully, I wanted to learn Japanese. But father said that I would be more likely to need to know Chinese so we went with Mandarin instead.”

“Does your intention of learning Japanese have anything to do with your obsession with anime?” Marinette smirked into her glass.

“I wouldn’t say it’s an obsession.”

“The three page rec list you gave me when I asked for anime/manga titles wasn’t obsessive?”

“You happen to be a fan of some quality entertainment--”

“It was color coded by genre and your personal rating of the series.”

“Like you have room to talk, Marinette.” Her dad said, “You have that huge calendar in your room that is not only color coded but meticulously updated with your ever changing schedule as well as your friends’ schedules.”

“Wow.” Adrien grinned, “Marinette, you’re a huge dork.”

“Come at me weeb!”

“Children.” her mom interrupted them, “No shouting at the table.”

“Sorry mom.” Marinette went back to her food. Her mom and Adrien started a conversation in Chinese that Marinette could barely follow. She had started learning more so that she could better communicate with her relatives back in China when she ever got to meet them. She still had a ways to go before she could hold a full conversation though.

“Not bad,” her mom nodded, “You speak Chinese rather well if not a bit too clunky and formal for normal conversation. That’s something you can only get over with repeated interaction with a native speaker really.”

“Not a whole lot of native Chinese around to practice with.” Adrien shrugged.

“I guess that means you’ll have to stop by more often.” Her mom had that plotting glint in her eye behind that sweet smile.

“I’d like that a lot.” Adrien beamed.

Unfortunately breakfast had to end and Adrien received an notification he had a fencing lesson to go to soon. He’d have to sneak back into the house before anyone came to check on him. He said goodbye to Marinette’s parents and walked downstairs with her to the door.

“Thanks for having me,” Adrien told her, “Breakfast with your family is way more entertaining than eating by myself back home.”

“My parents certainly enjoyed having you around.” Marinette said.

“Just your parents?” he leaned in closer to her.

“Maybe someone else did too. I wasn’t paying much attention.”

“And what could have possibly be splitting your attention?”

“Just some cute blonde sitting next to me.” she pushed his face back with her finger, “I wish we could do stuff like this more often.”

“When we let people know we’re dating we can.” Adrien assured her, “In the mean time I hope you can be happy with video-call dates and secret notes between class.”

“I’m already happy.” she held his hand. Her gaze focused on their intertwined fingers.

“Marinette,” Adrien tilted her chin up so she was looking at him, “I wish I could give you more.”

His face came closer and a little bell in her head started to sound. Was he going to kiss her? Okay, Marinette, don’t panic! Relax. You know how to kiss. You’ve done it plenty of times before! It’s just your first kiss with Adrien. Stop shaking you absolute scaredy cat!

Adrien pressed a kiss to her forehead instead.

Oh. That was new. Usually he only kissed her cheek. She didn’t think something as small as a kiss on the forehead could make her even more of a mess.

“I’ll talk to you after fencing practice.” Adrien told her. “See you later, doodle bug.”

“Yeah…” Marinette was still mooning over the sweet gesture, “Talk to you later, sunshine.”

Marinette went back upstairs to find her parents cleaning up breakfast and whispering animatedly. “Whatcha talking about?” Marinette went to help them.

“Oh nothing dear,” her mom assured her. “It was nice of you to invite your friend over for breakfast.”

“He more or less invited himself but it wasn’t like I was gonna tell him no.” Marinette said.

“Because you two are dating?” her dad guessed.

“What?” Marinette tried to play it off, “Of course not. I already told you it wasn’t like that.”

“Marinette,” her parents gave her a sympathetic look, “If that’s true then you may want to tell him that cause it was obvious he was very smitten with you.”

“We’re just good friends.” she insisted.

“Did you lie because you were scared your father would go overboard again?” her mom asked.

“No! I mean--I didn’t lie! There’s nothing...going on...um…” it felt gross lying to her parents. “Fine. We’re dating. But we didn’t want to let anyone know yet because we didn’t want anyone interfering.”

“Oh sweetie,” her parents hugged her, “We’re sorry for prying. We couldn’t help but be curious. If this secret relationship means that much to you then we promise we won’t breathe a word of it to anyone or interfere.”

“It’s not like I didn’t want to tell you but it’s already pretty delicate and new.” she relaxed in their arms, “You promise you’re not upset?”

“Nothing to be upset over.” they gave her one final squeeze before releasing her. “You make an adorable couple.”

“Thanks.” Marinette blushed, “And you promise you won’t tell anyone? I haven’t even told Alya yet.”

“What’s there to tell?” her dad tapped his chin, “That a friend of yours came over for breakfast?”

Marinette breathed out in relief and continued to help her parents clean up. This was shaping up to be a pretty good day.

True to his word Adrien called her after fencing practice and she admitted that she told her parents they were dating after he left. He wasn’t upset with her which was a relief. It was inevitable that someone was bound to figure it out sooner or later. Thankfully it was just her parents and not some paparazzi or crazed fan.

“How did they figure it out?” Adrien asked.

“They said that you were too smitten to be anything less than my boyfriend. That and if we weren’t in fact dating then I should tell you since you didn’t seem to be aware.” Marinette laughed.

“Do you think we’re that obvious at school?”

“Hard to say, I don’t know how we look when we interact at school. I think because we’re much more wary of the eyes watching us there it isn’t as bad as when it was just us eating with my parents in the privacy of my house.”

“That’s good. Don’t want the news getting out to everyone too soon.” Adrien paused, “Hold on a second, Nino’s calling me.”

“It’s fine. If I don’t hear from you again today then sweet dreams and a good night, sunshine.”

“It’s three in the afternoon.”

“And we both have very busy schedules. I don’t know if we’ll talk again before bedtime.” There was a frantic knocking on Marinette’s front door. “Someone’s at the door. Bye, Adrien.”

“Well, sweet dreams if I don’t hear from you later,” Adrien chuckled, “Goodbye, Marinette.”

They hung up and Marinette went downstairs to see who was banging on her door. She opened it and Alya rushed in nearly plowing over her.

“Alya!” Marinette jumped out of her way, “What is--”

“Do you have something to tell me?” Alya was pacing the living room. Her phone clutched tightly in her hand and her hair even more of a mess than usual.

“What is going on?” Marinette didn’t know what Alya was doing looking like a madwoman in her house. “Not that I don’t love seeing you, Alya, but what on earth are you doing here?”

“Don’t try and act dumb, Marinette,” Alya pulled up something on her phone and shoved it in Marinette’s face, “Care to explain this photo circulating around every social media platform?”

“What are you…” Marinette trailed off as she took in what she was seeing. It was a picture of Adrien and Marinette outside her house this morning. Granted it was a great candid photo of Adrien kissing Marinette’s forehead but who took it?

“Oh no.” Marinette didn’t dare look at the comments. “Who posted that!”

“I think what is more important,” Alya took her phone back, “Is the fact that you and Adrien are dating and didn’t tell me! Your best friend!”

“Alya, you don’t understand.” Marinette pulled out her phone. Already her Instagram was flooding with comments from jealous fans. “This is so bad! We weren’t telling anyone about this for a reason! Now everyone knows.”

“Okay, calm down,” Alya pulled the phone out of Marinette’s hands and set it down on the counter, “You’re freaking out and that’s partially my fault for coming at you full force. Everything will be alright.”

“How can I relax?” Marinette started doing little circles around the coffee table, “Adrien hasn’t even told his dad that we’re dating. You know how controlling he can be. What if he forbids Adrien from seeing me? I already have so much on my plate right now, Alya, I can’t handle any secret dating or star-crossed lover tropes in my life.”

“Marinette!” Alya grabbed her and forced her to sit on the couch, “You need to chill. Look at me, take a deep breath, and try to relax. You are blowing the situation out of proportion.”

“You’re right,” Marinette unclenched her fists, “It’s not that bad...right?”

“Some jealous fans leaving comments on your Insta are not worth the freak out. Don’t worry about Adrien’s dad being a jerk or anything like that.” Alya rubbed her back, “The only thing I want to know is every little detail about your new relationship with Adrien.”

“Alya,” Marinette let out a tired laugh, “Give me a moment to breathe. I just found out my relationship’s been outed to the public when we were supposed to be keeping it ourselves. I need a minute.”

“Okay. Take your time.” Alya leaned in closer and whispered, “I knew he was going to choose to date you.”

“You are hopeless.” Marinette chuckled. “And I suppose I have been dying to tell you about it so get comfortable. You are going to love this.”

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[salty-ironstrange-shipper]

Some Ironstrange Fic Recs to help us ignore Endgame

(complete fics only because we need it)

Anew. | In death, there was no glory, no redemption, no salvation.Only darkness and ice—or that was what Tony thought. He closed his eyes in a Siberian bunker and opened them again on his 41st birthday, with War Machine flying into the distance. | Mature | Words: 130516 

Rewriting Icarus | Stephen and Tony, from the beginning to the end and beyond. | Teen and Up | Words: 23504

Burden of Proof | Based on a prompt/headcanon from my dear rinn aka Maevee: "I do have a tiny headcanon just of Christine meeting Tony and fangirling out a bit, like maybe while she's at work so she's struggling to be professional. Strange tells her he's dating Tony Stark and she doesn't believe him, so he brings her proof." | General Audiences | Words: 2562

No, He’s Your Son | peter, on the phone: dad i forgot my homework can you drop it off in the seminar hall it's empty don't worry strange: ok strange, walking out of a portal into a hall filled with students: peter, loudly: EVERYONE IN THIS ROOM OWES ME FIVE DOLLARS I TOLD YOU MY DAD WAS A WIZA- | General Audiences | Words: 1420

(Somewhat) Holy Matrimony | Dear ______, You are formally invited to the wedding of Anthony Edward Stark and Stephen Vincent Strange October 1st 20XXPlease refrain from bringing any weapons of mass destruction Superpowers to be kept to a minimum Villains are not viable plus ones | General Audiences | Words: 9023

15 Million | For every alternate reality there were ten thousand alternate realities from that. And from those ten thousand more. And then ten thousand more off each of those. And so it goes. The Avengers win once. There’s ten thousand versions of it. Stephen Strange doesn’t know what to make of the fact that Tony Stark seems to be *his* victory. | Explicit | Words: 2766

Hush, Hush | Five times Tony and Stephen keep their relationship secret (not very well) and one time Tony said fuck it. | General Audiences | Words: 8522

Silence Must Be Heard | Tony has been wearing a wedding ring since forever. So long, in fact, that nobody ever questions the lack of a spouse on his side anymore and just teases him for having it. | General Audiences | Words: 1346

132 | Ninety-nine point eight percent of humans have a soulmate mark that tells them the age their soulmate will be when they meet them. Tony Stark has a mark. It's just that his is...different than most people's. (Or: six people who aren't Tony Stark's soulmate, and one who is.) | Teen and Up | Words: 9225

Strange Seas | Defeating the Mandarin had come at the cost of the Ancient One’s life, and while Stephen Strange was trying to save her, the Mandarin’s ten rings of power slipped away in search of new bearers. Now he and his faithful (if dour) companion, Wong, must try to recover them before a new Mandarin can emerge to terrorize the world. Stephen is prepared for fell magics and formidable warriors -- but Tony Stark catches him entirely unawares. Tony Stark was sailing to London to take possession of his father’s offices and factories there when his ship was beset by pirates. Now he’s a prisoner with a magical and semi-sentient artifact buried in his chest, tasked with the impossible and his life on the line. The appearance of a pair of sorcerers seeking the ring that keeps him alive is the very last thing he needs. | Explicit | Words: 74990

I am here | There’s a technical reason Stephen must surrender the Time Stone to save Tony’s life. It has to be done, and that’s enough for him to do it. But just in case, the universe decides to give him a personal reason as well. | Mature | Words: 11708

T For Tony | Your soul mark is the first letter of your soulmate's name. Stephen has an 'A'. But he's in love with Tony. Cue anxiety, jealousy, angst. | General Audiences | Words: 2794

Tony Stark's secret husband | It’s not like they wanted to keep the secret because they didn’t. They never spoke about going public with their wedding, and nobody but for tabloids ever asked either Stark or Stephen about their romantic lives so, again, Tony wouldn’t blame either himself or Stephen for keeping it between the two of them. | General Audiences | Words: 2870

something taken, something new | The ChronicConnection implement and app allows a person that lives with chronic or illness-induced pain to transfer their burden temporarily to a willing loved one. Tony and Stephen sign up as beta testers. | Mature | Words: 14541

Of They and Them | When faced with the brink of death, Stephen is forced to pull one last spell out of his sleeve. It's deemed to fail anyways. Except it doesn't. A full fusion can only be done by the two most compatible souls in the universe. Well, aren't they lucky. | Explicit | Words: 13212

Kairos (n.) | The perfect, delicate, crucial moment. | Mature | Words: 10179

Absence Makes the Heart... | Stephen Strange goes away for awhile, to combat magical threats and train new proteges as needed. Tony Stark misses him, and maybe he does a few sentimental things... like wear Stephen's clothes, and sleep in his loft... and trade stories with his ex. But Tony's not pining. He's not. (He is.) | General Audiences | Words: 4961

Five Times Tony Saw Stephen Naked and the One Time He Helped | Tony isn't entirely sure how he feels about the Sorcerer Supreme. He is sure, however, that he's seen enough of him to make those feelings even more complicated. | Not Rated | Words: 7117

i babysat god and he stabbed me with a fork | If these two idiots don’t sort out their shit real soon, Loki is going to stab everyone in this room and then himself. | Mature | Words: 11395

Peter Parker's Homecoming | Five-year old Peter Parker anxiously waits to go to his new home, where his adopted parents, Tony and Stephen Stark-Strange await his arrival. | General Audiences | Words: 2346

Only a Matter of Time | Captured by aliens, mistaken for a mating pair, Tony and Stephen find themselves having the universe’s most awkward honeymoon. | Explicit | Words: 6056

[hoeassproductions]

Break A Leg: Chapter 8

Masterlist Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not own, possess, or have any links to Chris Evans, nor do I profit off of this work. Any claims otherwise are grossly misleading. This work is not to be posted anywhere else without my explicit permission. If you would like to be added to the tag list, reply here or send me an ask. I’d be happy to add you! Happy reading! Word Count: ~1,400 

Unexpected Relations

Arriving at the retreat, I feel cautiously optimistic about this unintended getaway.

He just made it clear he wants to be friends, take this opportunity to clear your head and get some distance. Your heart depends on it.

Resigning myself to the turn of events, we begin to unload to the car, and are met with Eric greeting us.

“Hey guys, glad to see you made it in one piece. Everyone is still getting settled, so let me show you to where you’ll be staying.”

He grabs a bag, and walks towards a row of small cabins, beckoning for us to follow.

“Everyone got to pick their cabins, but since you’re the last to arrive, you get the leftovers.”

Walking past all of the other cabins, we get to the very end to find the last two cabins available.

“Here you are. You each have your own but at least you get to be close to each other,” Eric throws over his shoulder with a smirk. “I’m sure that won’t be an issue?”

“All good here” Chris replies before I can get a word in.

“Great. You two get settled in. Festivities begin in about an hour in the Main Rec Hall. Come prepared to do all of the boring introduction stuff. The real fun begins tomorrow. See you guys in a bit.”

Eric leaves as Chris and I exchange glances recognizing we have no idea what we’ve gotten ourselves into.

Eager to get inside and have a few minutes to myself, I tell Chris to take the cabin on the end. “It’s probably a little quieter for any...projects you may need to work on.”

I walk up the porch and enter my cabin. I set my suitcase down on the end of my bed, pop a squat next to it, and release a breath I didn’t realize I was holding in. Attempting to rid my muscles of the tension in my body, I begin to stretch until I hear a noise coming from the back of my cabin. As I get up to take a look in what I can only assume is the bathroom, a man walks out from around the corner.

Taken completely off guard, I scream loudly and shuffle to grab something to serve as a barrier between me and the intruder.

“Hey, HEY! Calm down! I’m supposed to be in here. I was inspecting your bathroom for leaks. I’m the groundskeeper. The others said there would be some time before you guys showed up. I was just finishing getting things squared away for you... in there….Y/N? Is that you?”

For a brief moment, the panic subsides and recognition begins to enter my brain. “Jessie?”

“I thought that was you! Come here and Give me a hug!”

Just as we embrace, Chris comes barrelling through the door. “Y/N? Y/N, are you ok? Hey, Get your hands off of her!

Just before Chris’ right hook reaches Jessie’s face, I stop him. “Chris, this is my friend, Jessie. We met one of the many summers I spent here visiting my Grandma and we kept in touch. WOW, it’s nice to see you. You said you’re the groundskeeper here? When did you leave the Boston area?”

“A couple years ago. I got tired of the city life, and my Dad wanted some help down here so I figured it was exactly the change of pace I needed. I love it here, and now that you know a guy on the inside, I can show you all the cool spots visitors don’t know about.”

Jessie and I continue our conversation until I hear the clearing of Chris’ throat. “Oh right. I’m sorry. Jessie, this guy right here with the prepared right hook is Chris. Chris meet Jessie.”

As I introduce the two men to each other, Jessie outstretches his hand. “Hey man, I appreciate you coming to the defense of my girl here so quickly. She was lucky to have you here if there was actual danger.”

Tensely, Chris returns the handshake,”Of course, Y/N means the world to me. ‘Your Girl’, Huh?

Sensing the two begin to size each other up, I quickly step in.

“Ok macho men, let’s simmer down. Everything is good here. Now, I hate to cut this little reunion short, but I need to get ready. So do you Chris. Jessie, I’ll come find you later, and we can catch up some more.”

I usher the two to the door, and kick them out to the porch. “I mean it, you two. Scram!” I close the door and pause for a few moments to take in everything that just happened. Before I go to change my clothes, I can hear Chris and Jessie exchanging words on my porch.

“I meant what I said in there. She’s lucky to have you. You seem like a great guy and all, but I know Y/N. It's clear there's something going on between you two. We have a long history so if you break her heart, Pretty Boy, I’ll make you regret it. Captain America or not.”

“I only have the best intentions with Y/N. You have nothing to worry about here.”

“Yeah, we’ll see about that.” As Jessie leaves, I can hear Chris is still on the porch.

“Shit!” he says to himself, before he walks off to his cabin.

Later on in the evening, we get through all of the introduction stuff as Eric warned, and went through all of the formalities of the purpose of the retreat; what we should want to get from it and some small group exercises to get to know each other better.

Given how the trip here started, I was thankful to have some time away from Chris. He played along with all the exercises of the evening, but I could tell more than once that his attention was on me. I ignored it as best I could, but his presence isn’t exactly something I practiced tuning out these last couple of weeks.

We end the group structured activities fairly early with the warning that most evenings will be similar while we are here. Part of the point of being here is to get some R&R before the “Real Work” for the show begins when we get back.

As we all gather our things to leave, Chris makes his way over to me as I’m walking out with a couple other people.

“Hey-”

“Chris!” Sandra calls. “Stay back. I need to talk to you about the week. It’ll only take a few minutes.”

“Y/N, let’s talk later?”

“Yeah, I’ll be around. We’re talking about having a fire down on the patio. Probably be there for a while. Come find us.”

“Will do” he says as he turns to face Sandra.

A few others from the group and I decide to meet up in an hour for a bonfire. I go back to my cabin to change my clothes and clean up. I head down to the patio before too long to find Jessie bringing firewood up.

“Hey Stranger. Need some help?”

“Oh, I’ll never say no to some help.”

I meet him down the hill at the wood stack, and we make a few trips back and forth with loads of wood. Catching up as if no time has passed, we fall in sync just like every time we’d see each other before.

“You know Jessie, I was not at all prepared for this retreat. I’ve not even been on this job for a month. It’s a little nerve wracking coming out here with all of these people I barely know. I’m happy you ended up being here. A familiar face and all.”

“Really? You and that Chris guy seem to know each other pretty well.”

“It’s...Um…..we’re just friends.”

“Good. Because I’m happy that you’re here too. Gives us a chance to...reconnect. Like old times.” I nod happily at this.

As we grab one last load, we notice that a few others have joined the party, settling into the patio.

“Hey Y/N, If you have an early night tomorrow like you did tonight, I’d like to show you something on the grounds. Are you free?”

The history and comfortability between Jessie and I raises butterflies in my stomach. “Yeah. They told us we should have the evenings to ourselves most nights. Come by my cabin around 8 and we can head there together.”

Once we’ve reached the others, and get the bonfire started. A couple people brought some beers and we begin forming our own conversations. I ask Jessie to stick around and I introduce him to everyone the best I can.

In the middle of introducing him to Beth, I hear someone call out behind me, “Chris! Come grab a beer!”

Everyone turns to see him walking towards us as he scans the group.His eyes land on me with a smile on his face, but when he recognizes the person to my left, I can see it falter a bit.

“Hey everyone! Thanks for the invite but I think I’m actually going to head back to my cabin for the night. I have a few...projects to work on. Another time guys.” With this, a few hugs and boos are exchanged before he turns to leave.

Not paying attention to anyone in particular, I say I’ll be back and follow quickly behind Chris before he gets too far.

“Chris. Hey, Chris, wait up. You said you wanted to talk earlier? Everything ok?”

Turning back towards me, I can tell his usual animated self is missing from this moment. “It’s uh, it’s not important. I can tell that you’re busy now I’ll catch you later. Go enjoy your night.” He sulks away before I can make heads or tails of what is up with him.

Deciding to take his advice, I go back to the bonfire to ring in our first night with a badly worded and slurred singalong. It’s like we’re all at summer camp as kids again. While good-natured, I decide to cut out before they begin telling their spooky stories. I tell everyone good night and I head back to my cabin.

Not too far from my resting place for the next two weeks, I can see that the light is still on in Chris’ cabin. I decide to check in on him, maybe get some answers to his roller coaster of a mood today.

I walk up to his door and knock. After a few moments, I knock again, still without an answer. I decide to chance it, and open the door as quietly as I can. Scanning the room, my eyes quickly land on a passed out Chris on his bed with his glasses still on and a script laying on his chest.

Taking in the scene before me, I know I will not see him like this again in any relatively near future, if at all. I do my best to commit the mental images to my memory before removing his glasses, and laying them with his script on the nightstand.

I briefly kiss him on his forehead, and turn out his light.

“Goodnight Chris.”

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My Heart Bleeds For You-Part 2

It’s so hard to pick songs for chapters holy crap. Like I have a zillion songs to choose from, BUT I WANNA USE THEM FOR LATER CHAPTERS!! Do you know how frustrating that is?! (And yes that is an invitation to suggest tracks for future chapters!)

Chapter 1 - Chapter 2 - Chapter 3

Chapter 2: Think

Song rec: Think by TV Noise

Word count: 3,920

Warnings: mild swearing, mild violence (practice fighting/defending), obscure mentions of abuse, tons upon tons of consent.

“What’s your favorite color?” He asked.

“Nope. Too personal. The game is over.” (Y/N) said, completely deadpan for the first two seconds. Just enough to make Mitch frown in confusion before she grinned. “I’m just kidding. I don’t really have a favorite, it usually depends on my mood and even then it still changes a lot.” She shrugged. “What about you? I’m assuming black, but I could be wrong.” She joked.

“You’re wrong. It’s gray.” He replied, completely straight faced. (Y/N) threw her head back and laughed. Mitch allowed himself a small smile at the carefree way she held herself.

“Honestly, what’s your favorite color?” She asked after she had calmed down some.

“I never really thought about it.” He shrugged. “The last time I had a favorite color was probably high school.”

“Well what was it then?” She wondered.

“Blue.” He answered.

“Blue’s pretty. It means the sky is clear.” She shrugged.

“That it does.” He nodded.

“Okay, your question again.” She said, nudging his foot with hers.

“What?” He frowned, confused.

“Yeah. You asked my favorite color, and I asked yours in return.” She explained. “So it’s your turn again.”

“Alright… Is that your natural hair color?” He asked. She snorted.

“What kind of question is that?” She teased. “Yes this is my natural color.” She pulled a lock of hair towards her face from her ponytail to try and see it. “Does it look unnatural?” She asked. He shrugged.

“You’d be surprised how many people change their hair color to other natural looking colors.” He pointed out.

“True.” She nodded. “Is that your natural color?” She asked.

“Are you just gonna copy all my questions, because that’s not fair. I’m coming up with all these original questions and you’re just stealing them.” He accused jokingly.

“Okay, fine I’ll stop stealing your questions. But for the record, ‘What’s your favorite color?’ is in no way an original question.” She grinned.

“You know what?” Mitch narrowed his eyes at her.

“What?” She challenged, placing her hands on her hips defiantly.

“Just ask your question.” He grumbled, pursing his lips to stop from smiling when she grinned triumphantly.

“What do you like to do in your free time?” (Y/N) asked, tilting her head curiously.

“I like to read.” He decided after a second of thought.

“What do you read?” She asked quickly.

“Books.” He replied dryly. She pouted at him. “Crime novels.” He smirked at the joke of it. “What’s your favorite pass time?” He asked in return.

“That sounds suspiciously like my question, Mr. Rapp.” She accused, narrowing her eyes playfully at him.

“Suspiciously like, but still different. You asked about free time. I asked about passing time.” He clarified.

“Toh-may-toh toh-mah-toh.” She flopped her hand back and forth. “But fine, I’ll accept it. I like to listen to music, and dance around my apartment like a dork.” She answered honestly. “Are you a dog or a cat person, Mitch?” She demanded before he could even process the information she tossed out.

“I think both are alright.” He shrugged. “How about you, and no that’s not my official question, I’m just curious.” He said before she could protest.

“This is getting confusing on how many we’ve asked and answered.” (Y/N) muttered.

“I’ve asked four if you count the cats or dogs question, and I’m pretty sure you’ve asked four too.” He filled in easily.

“How about we each ask a question and both answer it before the other asks one?” She decided.

“I like that rule, deal.” He nodded. “Now I have to answer the natural hair color question really quick. Yes.” He added.

“Okay. Now, cats or dogs. And that means four questions even?” She asked. He nodded. “Okay. I don’t really have a preference either.” She shrugged. “Your official turn.”

“What’s your favorite movie?” He asked. The gasp she let out made it seem as if she’d been horribly insulted.

“How could you ask me that? Do you even know how many movies there are in the world? I can’t pick a favorite out of everything I’ve seen.” She exclaimed, flopping back onto the mat dramatically. “That’s like asking me what my favorite song is!”

“Well there goes my next question.” Mitch quipped. She shot him a look.

“You better be joking.” She warned.

“Sure.” He nodded.

“Oh my god, are those decisions that easy for you?” She asked.

“Well I don’t really watch many movies or listen to too much music so…” He shrugged and (Y/N) looked scandalized.

“Who have I let into my gym?” She whispered in horror, only half joking.

“It’s really that big a deal?” He asked.

“Yes. There’s so many good movies, and so much music! God, I need to give you a movie education, and then a music education.” She huffed. “Have you at least watched Star Wars?” She asked.

“Everyone’s watched Star Wars.” He scoffed.

“Praise the gods, he’s not totally lost to us.” She said, lifting her hands to the ceiling, which caused him to let out a genuine chuckle.

(Y/N)’s watch beeped suddenly, and she lowered her wrist to look at it.

“Shit, class starts in fifteen minutes. I gotta go make sure the doors are unlocked.” She said before scrambling to her feet. “Game paused, we’ll continue later. Hopefully after you come up with better questions that won’t cause me to implode.” She joked before jogging up towards the front of the gym.

Twenty minutes later Mitch was leaning his back against the wall, watching as (Y/N) greeted each individual person that had come into the gym for the lesson.

“Hello, I’m (Y/N). I own this gym, and I’ll be the one teaching you self-defense for the next six weeks. Is it alright if I shake your hand?” She asked, and when the young man hesitated she smiled, dropped her hand to her side, and moved on to the person right beside him, greeting them the exact same way.

When she’d said hello to everyone she walked toward the middle of the room and kindly asked everyone if they would like to take a seat on the training mat.

“Sitting is totally optional, of course, but I tend to ramble on in the beginning of my lessons so if you stand, I’m just letting you know right now that your legs might get tired before I’m half way done with my instructions.” She smiled when a few people chuckled. Half of the group sat, the others shifted on their feet uneasily. “Alright.” She nodded, taking a breath to start her formal ‘Introduction to Self-Defense’ speech, when a hand shot up, stopping her before she could. “Yes?” She nodded to girl for her to go ahead.

“Um… Who’s he?” She asked, pointing at Mitch.

“Ah, where are my manners?” Mitch nearly gave her an ‘are-you-shitting-me’ look considering she’d just politely introduced herself to the entire room, individually. “Class, this is Mitch Rapp. He’s an employee at my gym, and he was kind enough to volunteer tonight to help me lug around Jack.” (Y/N) strode over to the dummy and pat him on the shoulder. “We’ll be using him later and he’s a hefty boy, he’s caused me to pull muscles in my back more times than I’d like to admit.” She smiled before turning back to Mitch. “Would you like to say something?” She asked.

“Hi.” He gave them a small wave. A few people waved back, others looked at him warily, and he understood why (Y/N) wanted him to talk to them. “I’m pretty much just the pack mule for tonight so this one doesn’t injure herself trying to carry to much. Although it’s not going to be an easy task considering she still lugged out that mat that dwarfed her.” He joked.

“It’s lighter than it looks.” (Y/N) pouted. He rose an eyebrow at her and she waved a hand at him. “Okay, ya know, enough outta you.” She said lightly, causing a few chuckles. She turned back to the class and clapped her hands together softly.

“Alright. Before we begin I’d like to talk a moment about what kind of class I teach and what kind of environment you’ll be stepping into.” She said and grinned when a couple more people reluctantly sat, preparing for a long speech.

“Here at New Dawn Fitness we believe in consent with all things, first and foremost. You remember as I was greeting you all I asked before shaking your hand. Your comfort is my number one priority. So I will always ask before I approach or touch you to make sure you are okay with what I’m doing. If at any point I need to adjust your stance or help you through a practice movement I will talk you through what I’m doing and what I’ll do next so that you know exactly what to expect. All of my employees uphold this law as well, and yes I did say law, that is how important it is to me. I will expect the same consideration from all of you while taking this class. We’ll use a partner system later on when I teach you how to get out of holds, and I’ll expect all of you to ask your partner before approaching or touching them.” She said sternly. A hand rose in the air and she nodded to signal his go ahead.

“I can’t stand to be touched.” He muttered quietly. (Y/N)’s expression immediately softened and she nodded in understanding.

“And that’s fine. It’s why I’ve made consent a non-breakable rule in my gym.” She said kindly. “As for practicing, you can just observe if you’re not comfortable with any of the situations I exemplify.” She said, addressing the whole class again. “You will never be forced to participate. The only thing I expect from you is to observe me as I teach you and listen when I instruct you. I don’t expect you to force yourself to participate if you aren’t comfortable, so please don’t. I don’t want anyone getting hurt.” She sounded almost like a mother, full of stern concern.

“Now, with all of that said, let’s begin the first lesson.” She smiled. “Who here has watched Miss Congeniality?” She asked. “I wanna see hands.” She added. A few rose into the air. “Hmm. More than my last group had. Alright! Well for those of you who have seen it, this is going to seem a little repetitive but bear with me.” She smiled before turning to Mitch. “Would you mind bringing Jack to the front center of the mat?” She requested. He nodded and pushed himself off from the wall to go grab the sparring dummy.

“Okay.” She said, once Mitch had placed it down next to her. “Class this,” she gestured to the dummy quickly, “is Jack The Jerk or Jackass.” She smiled at the smattering of chuckles she received in response. “But we’ll just call him Jack for short. Now. Jack isn’t a particularly nice fellow, as you can probably tell by his name. That’s why we tend to beat him up a lot.” She shrugged before turning to face the dummy.

“In this Scenario, Jack has been saying some very rude things to me, and when I left my preferred public establishment he decided to follow me. Corralled me into a more deserted place and then thought he’d take a run at me head on. Unfortunately for Jack, I know something he doesn’t. He’s going to break his nose in three, two, one.” She shoved the heel of her hand up against the dummy’s nose quickly, making his head wobble around. She turned to the class and showed them her hand.

“What I did was this. I took my hand, curled my fingers but kept them away from my palm and shoved the heel of my hand up against Jack’s nose. It will cause his nose to break, his eyes to tear, and it gives you the chance to run screaming. And I am serious about the screaming. It draws attention and that can save your life because your assailant is always looking to make it quiet, quick, and easy.” She listed. “So the second you realize that you’re in a situation where you’re going to be assaulted, you scream. You can practice it here, and I’ll be using it during my instructions.” She told them all. “Got it?” She asked. They all nodded. “Alright. Next.” She smiled and took off one of her shoes, placing it at the dummy’s base.

“You’ll have to somewhat use your imaginations for this one.” She warned.

“Actually, I can help.” Mitch piped up quickly, making her turn to him. “I’m pretty sure I know what you’re going to do next.” He shrugged.

“You’ve watched Miss Congeniality?” She asked skeptically.

“Grudgingly, with an ex-girlfriend, yes.” He chuckled. “I can take whatever you dish out.”

“If you’re willing, alright then.” She shrugged and slipped her shoe back on. “Mitch will be the acting Jack for this next one, I guess.” She laughed with the class as she turned her back to him.

“Do I have permission to attack you?” Mitch asked, half in warning, half in order to be a smart ass.

“You do. Bring it on.” She stood unassumingly a few steps in front of him. He lunged forward and grabbed her, one arm going across her shoulders and one across her stomach. (Y/N) pretended to struggle with him as she instructed the class. “Now this is a technique Sandra Bullock’s character called ‘S.I.N.G.’.” She told them before wiggling in Mitch’s hold so she could make room for her elbow. “Solar plexus,” she rammed her elbow into his ribs, making him grunt and lose his breath, “Instep,” she jammed the heel of her foot down on his toes as she said this, and his hold loosened, “Nose,” she stopped just shy of actually punching him in the nose but he loosened his hold anyway when he flinched away from her, “Groin.” She brought her fist down but, again, stopped just shy of hitting him, and he let her go. “Now, I stopped half way through beating him up because he’s not actually attacking me and I’m sure he wants kids someday and he sure as hell doesn’t deserve a broken nose. But you get the idea.” She shrugged. “All of those sensitive places hit in succession really do some damage. Your assailant will be rolling on the ground for a bit so you have a chance to run screaming.”

“But the groin thing only works on guys.” A man in the back piped up.

“Actually, it works on women too. We don’t have as much open sensitive equipment down there as you do but we do have a pelvic bone and a whole helluva lot of nerve endings down there that still make it sensitive and painful if hit.” She corrected gently. “But once you hit someone and break their nose you’re pretty set. The groin is just an added measure to put them down on their knees.” She looked around the class and a small frown creased her brows for a second.

“If you all don’t mind I have one more thing I’d like to show you tonight before letting you go.” She said. “Mitch if you wouldn’t mind helping me.” She requested.

“Not at all. What do you need me to do?” He asked.

“I need you to choke me.” She said bluntly.

“Alright.” He nodded. (Y/N) walked around the group of people in the middle of the mat and stood up against the wall.

“Class, if you could relocate right over to my left.” She held her arm out for them and they all shuffled over. Once everyone was situated she turned her attention back to Mitch. “The last thing I want to show you is how to get out of a common choke hold.” She said calmly. “Mitch, if you would.” She waved him forward.

“I’m going to put my hands around your neck.” He said in warning.

“Okay.” She agreed and he stepped forward to wrap his fingers around her throat. “Now, this can be a very scary position to be in, he’s got the leverage of his arms being longer and stronger than mine. When he locks them into place I can’t pull them away.” She tried tugging on his forearms but he didn’t let them budge. “But everything has a weak point. If you’re ever caught in a choke like this, whether you’re standing or on the ground, this is what you’re going to do.” She instructed. “You’re going to raise your dominant arm all the way up, bring it down across your body and his arms, and with actually momentum you’ll hit the inside of his elbows which will make them bend, weakening the hold enough that you can scramble out of it. Watch me.” She looked at Mitch and he locked his arms tight. The she brought her arm up quickly before slamming it down across her body, hitting the inside of his elbows like she’d told the class. They automatically bent under the pressure and she used her free hand to shove one of his arms out of the way before ducking to the side and racing behind him.

“If you think you need extra time to run, hit the back of the knees like so.” He suddenly felt a foot come on his knees and he fell to all fours with a grunt. “The second you kick your assailant you turn and run screaming.” She instructed before doing so herself. She ran until she touched the first set of weights and turned back around to them.

“But that only works if the guy has his arms out straight.” A girl pointed out.

“You’re right. So I’ll show you how to do it if his arms are bent.” (Y/N) said as she walked back over. She stood back in position with her back against the wall.

“I’m going to put my hands around your neck.” Mitch warned again.

“Go for it, this time, bend your arms and press them against my torso.” She told him and he nodded before lifting his hands and wrapping them back around her throat. He did as told and pressed his forearms up against her chest. It brought their faces closer together and (Y/N) couldn’t help but grin to ease some of the tension in the room.

“Howdy.” She said lightly, and some people relaxed, seeing how at ease she was.

“Sorry, normally I’d at least clear the first date before getting so handsy.” He joked.

“Wait you mean pressing up against a girl in a room full of strangers isn’t a normal occurrence for you? Happens to me all the time.” (Y/N) said with a mock-exasperated roll of her eyes.

“Really now? I think I’d like to hear more about this later.” Mitch smirked.

“Are you two gonna make out or are you gonna show us this choke hold break thing?” A lanky teenager piped up from the back of the group. (Y/N)’s face instantly lit up with a blush and she cleared her throat.

“Right, sorry!” She said quickly. “So to fight against this hold you basically start the same way. Raise your dominant arm, bring it across your body, but instead of trying to hit the assailant’s arms you’re going to shove your elbow into the douchebag’s cheek. Repeatedly if you have to. As their hands are both occupied around your throat they have no way to defend against this, and are either forced to let you go to defend themselves or try and choke you out before you can do serious damage. Which within two hits you can do a lot in the moment.” She informed them. “I’ll demonstrate, by bringing my elbow up to pretend to hit Mitch. He’ll choose to either let me go or I’ll get three hits in which will cause him to be hurt enough that his hold weakens anyway.” She said before turning her eyes to his. “Ready?”

Mitch nodded and she quickly brought her arm up then down. She bent her arm and pretended to ram it against the side of his face. He let her do it twice before releasing her to try and bring his hands up to block her third attempt.

The second his hands were gone (Y/N) slipped out the side and ran, screaming, towards the weights. Once she’d made it to the first rack of weights she turned to the class and bowed.

“And that’s all for tonight. If you have any questions feel free to stay behind, otherwise we’ll work on what I showed you here next time.” She watched as everyone got up and began making their way towards the door. She stayed next to the weights, just in case anyone wanted to approach with questions. After the last straggler walked by her she turned and followed them towards the door so she could lock up behind them.

Mitch decided to help out with clean up by detaching the Velcro from the floor and rolling up the mat. He’d gotten one end strapped by the time (Y/N) made it back.

“Oh, I’ve got that Mitch.” She said quickly, shooing him away before he could walk to the other end to strap it down.

“It’s no trouble. You work on closing down. I got this.” He assured her.

“Are you sure?” She asked.

“Positive.” He nodded.

“Thank you.” She smiled before heading to her office to grab all her keys. She came back out as Mitch was lugging the mat into the storage room, and she walked around locking up the doors to the individual rooms.

He finished putting things away before she did and stood by as he watched her lock the door to the infirmary.

“You can head out.” She assured him when she noticed him watching her.

“I was gonna walk out with you.” He shrugged.

“Alright, if you want to.” She said before locking the door to the storage room. “Let me just grab my purse.” She said before ducking back into her office. She was back a minute later and locking the door to that as well before turning and smiling at him. “Okay, ready when you are.”

“After you.” He gestured for her to go first before following her to the front. He held the door for her after she turned off all the lights and locking the outside door.

“So how was your first day?” She asked as they walked leisurely towards the parking lot.

“It was pretty good actually. Your other employees are welcoming. Everyone treats each other nice. The consent thing is weird to get used to but I like that you do it.” He complimented. “But can I ask what made you come up with it?” He wondered. She was quiet for a second before giving him an apologetic smile.

“Maybe some other time.” She denied.

“Alright.” He didn’t need to know anyway, he was just curious.

“Well, goodnight.” (Y/N) said as she stopped in front of her car.

“Can I shake your hand?” Mitch asked, sticking his hand out between them. She smiled and slid her hand in his to shake it. “Goodnight, (Y/N).” He said softly. He watched her get into her car and back out of her spot. He waved when she did and watched her drive out onto the street before he made his way to his own car.

[werecorgi]

Nightmare on Elm St. fanfic WIP

So I have been working on a little thing and I want to hear feedback on to whether or not I should continue on it

Megan is a normal girl; at least that's what she thinks of herself. Not popular but wasn’t low on the school hierarchy; she had her own clique of friends, her hair was a light brown color that went to her shoulders, and green eyes. All in all she blends with a crowd, never standing out.

She snuck out her bedroom to go to a friend's house, normal teenage things; her parents didn't want her to spend the night at her friend's home, saying something about that house is cursed, or evil, or something.

Megan tuned them out.

Her friend, Milly, had wild red hair in wonderful curls, her father was going to get his mother who had a minor heart attack and was going to live with them.

“I was worried you weren't going to make it tonight! I'm so happy you could come!” Milly said with a bright smile.

“The gang's all here!” another friend of Megan, Bethany, alongside her boyfriend Zack. Both with black hair, Bethany had her hair in a ponytail, while Zack’s hair was a mess.

“What's with your parents being so against you staying the night?” Bethany asked while Zack’s arm was around her neck.

“That's because they think this place is haunted by evil spirits or some shit like that.” Megan said sitting on a lounge chair.

Milly looked guilty, shifting from one foot to the other. “It's true though…” she said meekly.

“Wait hold up! This place is haunted?!” Zack yelled in a panic, almost spilling his red cup of what can be assumed to be alcohol.

“Apparently there was this child killer that lived in this house once upon a time, when he was let go because the cops didn't read his Miranda rights or whatever, the parents burnt him alive. He came back into the dreams of the kid’s whose parents burned him.”

“You really suck at telling ghost stories!” Bethany laughed and the rest of the small group joined in.

A knock at the door scared Megan for a second.

“Oh yeah I invited Kyle and he brought his friend Cody!” Milly informed the group.

The night went on without anything out of the ordinary happening; they played truth or dare, spin the bottle, innocent teenage mischief.

They all passed out in different areas of the living room when it got too late for any of them to stay awake.

When Megan woke to the bright sun shining through the windows.

Only to find out that all her friends were dead.

She called 911 as fast as she could, the wait for someone to show up was the most agonizing elapse of time in her life.

It took exactly 29 minutes for anyone to show up, but it was hours to Megan.

29 agonizing, terrifying minutes of absolutely nothing but dread.

When they finally did show up they talked in the same sort of whispers adults do when they want to keep secrets hidden.

Secrets that they end up revealing anyways.

It was awful, seeing her friends rolled out of the house one by one in the black bags on the stretcher, slowly rolling towards the black Hurst.

People were crowding around the police line; neighbors, reporters, and the policemen trying to contain the chaos.

Megan wasn't listening to the officer in front of her. Focused on everything but him.

“I told you not to enter that house!” her mother screamed hysterically.

Someone in a cheap suit went over to her mother who was by then crying into her father's chest.

“Excuse me miss but I'm going to need you to answer some questions for me.” the officer who by then got through to Megan, who answered the questions.

After they rolled out all the bodies one right after the other; after all the questions were asked; after everyone who in the neighborhood left the scene; was when the man in the cheap suit walked towards Megan.

“Megan, I'm sorry to have to tell you this but...you have to come with me to Westin Hills” he said matter of factly.

She looked over towards her parents, her mom was still sobbing into her dad. He looked at her and only gave her a nod in response.

“We'll visit you whenever we can okay sweetie?” her mom's horse voice said.

She teared up, why didn't she listen to them? Why was she going to Westin Hills? What happened to her friends?

She said her tearful goodbyes to her parents and went inside the cheap suited man's car.

“Excuse me what is your name? I don't think we ever introduced ourselves.” she asked as he entered the vehicle.

He paused for a moment, before answering “Chris Parsons.”

“Why are you taking me to Westin Hills? That place is for those crazies that go around killing people and shit like that. I didn't kill my friends!” Megan spat with venom.

“I know.”

“Then why the fuck am I going to this nut house?! That's for insane people!”

He just nodded at that. Nodded, like her questions were never relevant to him.

“Hey I have the right to know what the fuck is going on here!”

But he ignored her as he drove the relatively short drive from Megan's neighbourhood to Westin Hills.

Megan guessed she could always make a run for it to her house. It never occurred to her how close she was to an asylum.

She entered it thinking it was be trashed all to hell and that there would be screaming...but there was none of that.

It looked like a regular hospital.

Chris Parsons led her through the reception area and to her new ‘bedroom’ where she was met with a nurse. He was of a medium build with short graying brown hair.

“Hello my name is Keith nice to meet you.” He stood with his hand held out.

Megan shook his hand and smiled.

“Let me show you around!” He said cheerfully.

He showed her the recreation room, the cafeteria, where she would have her have group therapy and where she would her own therapy appointments.

“Excuse me but why am I here? I've done nothing wrong and I have no history of being crazy!”

Keith stopped. “You mean you didn't see him?” he asked apprehensive.

“Who? Who are you talking about? You mean who killed my friends? No but if I have any suspicions it would be one of these lunatics!” she said frustrated.

“but you were at the house…” he said distently.

“You mean that oh so spooky house? With the whole ‘there used to be a child killer who was burnt alive because the cops were idiots that didn't read his Miranda rights’? Please that's just bullshit and you know it!”

“It's true.” a woman’s voice said as she walked through the halls.

“Hello my name is doctor Harriet West, I'll be your group counselor as well as your personal therapist. I know you have many questions.” a slender looking women, who looked very frail and had her golden hair tied back into a neat bun.

She gave a nod to Keith who left, and gave a motion to Megan to follow her to a room with books and chairs and a desk with Harriet West’s name plate.

“What do you know about Freddy Krueger?” she asked as soon as the door shut.

“Am I supposed to know him?” Megan asked in a sarcastic manner.

“I mean you were at his former residence, where your friends were killed…” she responded back in her own salty tone.

It took awhile for Megan to place it together, “You mean...all those stories my parents told me of that house was true?”

“You're in Westin Hills because we've found the only way to lessen his evil, so to speak, is to contain those who have been in contact with him here. It's barbarous I admit, but it's really the only way we can help.” she said giving her best sympathetic speech.

“It is a lot to take in I know...why don't you settle down in your room and maybe go to the rec room for a bit?” Dr. West suggested.

“Like I have a choice in the matter.” Megan replied bitterly, getting up and walking out for Keith to escort her to her new sleeping area.

“Yo Keith is that a newbie?”

The voices’ owner, a slightly built female in a grey sweatshirt with matching pants ran up to them.

“Indeed it is Alexa, she is also going to be your new roommate.” Keith said motioning to Megan.

“Hey.” she casually said the roomie.

“Hey.” Alexa replied casually back before addressing Keith “You can leave her to me Keith! Take the day off, she'll be in good hands.”

He laughed “Meg, you will know all the ins and outs with Alexa here...even if she can be a little too much.”

Waving to the man goodbye, Alexa took Meg's hand and walked her to their room.

“So Meg, is it alright if I call you that? ‘Megan’ feels too formal! Anyway my bed is on the left side, but if you want to take it from me you will have to win it.” she said once they got to the room.

“I am fine with the right side.” Megan replied, looking at the relative normal hospital room.

“I keep on forgetting that I am in an asylum” she replied.

“Yeah, Hollywood has really done a number on the mental health industry.” a new voice chimed in.

“Hey Paige! I’m just showing the newbie around. Megan, Paige; Paige, Megan.” Alexa introduced them.

They talking the regular getting to know you questions: favorite color, favorite movie, favorite blah blah blah.

They walked to where Keith said was the recreation room.

When they entered they heard the most agonizing scream ever. One of pure hysteria.

“YOU DESERVED TO DIE!!!”

A woman in what looked like her forties; scraggly, messy graying hair was choking a girl in her mid teens.