#hello random oneshot for no reason

[popatochisssp]

You meet someone at a funeral. It goes pretty well, all things considered.

[etherealhannie]

( oneshot ) ،، hidden beauty ،، ⌇ 조슈아

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،، you hide but only appear when you smile , where did you come from ? don’t lie , i know you’re an angel ،، .ᐟ 🍨

pairing .ᐟ bf!joshua × gf!fem!reader genre .ᐟ established relationship , admiration of indentation word count .ᐟ 1.1k song rec. .ᐟ dimple - bts

note .ᐟ hii , i know ive been gone for too long , but──i don't where this coming from but , i was shuffling on spotify until dimple come across and i levitate for a moment . jungkook's adlip- hello ?? the whole vocal line ate im afraid . and as i was scrolling through tiktok , joshua appreciation edit appears and i notice his smol dimple so i have to do it .

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The first time Y/N noticed it, she was caught completely off guard.

They had been walking through the park, the sun low in the sky, casting a soft golden hue over the world. Hong Joshua, her lover of three years, was laughing at something, his usually serene face breaking into an unexpected smile. It wasn’t the first time she had seen him smile, of course—she had seen him smile thousands of times. But this smile, this one was different. As his lips curved up, the soft skin on his cheek pulled back ever so slightly to reveal a faint dimple.

Y/N blinked, momentarily stunned. How had she never noticed it before?

“What's wrong, dear?” Joshua asked, his laughter dying down as he looked at her, his smile easing back into his more typical calm expression. And just like that, the dimple disappeared, as if it had never existed.

“Nothing,” she murmured, her eyes still tracing the spot where it had been. “I just… never noticed your dimple.”

“My dimple?” He tilted his head in confusion.

“Yeah, right here,” she said, reaching up and gently pressing her fingers to the spot where she’d seen it, brushing her thumb lightly over his smooth skin. “You have a dimple when you smile a certain way.”

Joshua laughed again, and there it was—the small indentation, just deep enough to be noticeable but subtle enough that it could easily be missed. “I’ve never really thought about it,” he said, amused.

Y/N smiled softly, her heart warming at the sight. There was something about it, something about that hidden dimple that felt like a secret just for her—a little treasure that only revealed itself in those moments when Joshua’s guard was completely down, when he was relaxed and happy. She found herself wanting to see it again, and again, and again.

Over the next few weeks, Y/N became acutely aware of how rare that particular smile of his was. Joshua smiled often, of course—he was always warm and kind, his face lighting up with soft grins or gentle chuckles. But the dimple, that hidden mark on his cheek, only appeared when he laughed with genuine joy, when something really caught him off guard or made him truly happy.

It became her little mission, though she never told him. She wanted to see it again. She wanted to bring out that kind of happiness in him, to be the reason for those deeper, unguarded smiles. So, she started doing little things—bringing home his favorite snacks, sending him random funny texts during the day, playfully teasing him when they were together. She even started trying out silly jokes, which, to be honest, rarely worked, but every now and then, she’d strike gold and his laugh would bubble up, rich and full, his dimple appearing for just a moment before fading away again.

One evening, they were lounging on the couch together, Y/N lying with her head in Joshua’s lap while he absentmindedly scrolled through his phone. She was in the middle of telling him a ridiculous story about a mishap at work, exaggerating details just enough to make it funnier. She could see him smiling down at her, but not the smile she was really aiming for. His usual, small smile, warm but reserved.

“And then—get this—the whole cake just fell on the floor. Splat. Like, I’ve never seen anything fall that fast,” she said, using her hands to gesture dramatically. “It was like the universe wanted that cake dead.”

Joshua chuckled, shaking his head. “Sounds like a disaster.”

“Oh, it was,” Y/N said, grinning. “But the look on my coworker’s face—priceless. Like she just saw her future flash before her eyes and it involved a lot of cake cleanup.”

And that did it. Joshua burst into laughter, a real laugh this time, one that made his shoulders shake. Y/N's eyes snapped to his cheek, and there it was—the dimple. Soft, barely-there, but perfect. She smiled up at him, her heart fluttering.

“What?” Joshua asked, his laughter still bubbling out as he looked down at her, his hand resting lightly on her shoulder.

“Nothing,” Y/N said, her voice soft. “I just like seeing you laugh.”

Joshua’s smile softened, his laughter fading but the dimple still faintly visible as he looked at her with those warm, understanding eyes. He tilted his head, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. “I like it when you make me laugh.”

Y/N’s heart skipped a beat, and she couldn’t help but reach up, tracing her fingers along his cheek. “I like your dimple,” she whispered, her voice barely audible.

Joshua blinked, surprised. “My dimple?”

“Yeah. It only shows up when you’re really happy,” she explained. “It’s like a little secret.”

Joshua seemed to consider that for a moment, his eyes softening as he looked down at her. “I never thought about it that way,” he admitted. “But if it’s a secret, I guess it’s one that only you know now.”

Y/N’s chest swelled with affection, and she smiled up at him, feeling like she’d been given a gift. Not just the dimple, but the knowledge that she could make him laugh like that, that she could bring out that hidden part of him.

From that moment on, Y/N found herself constantly seeking out opportunities to see Joshua’s dimple. It became something of a game, a private challenge she set for herself. She learned what made him laugh, what little things brightened his day. She became a master of silly inside jokes, of playful teasing, of moments that only the two of them shared.

And every time she succeeded, every time she saw that dimple appear, even for the briefest of moments, she felt like she was holding a piece of something rare and beautiful—something that belonged to her and her alone.

In the quiet moments when Joshua wasn’t smiling, when he was his usual composed and calm self, Y/N would sometimes catch herself tracing her fingers over the spot where the dimple would be, as if trying to conjure it back into existence. And sometimes, if he was in the right mood, he’d give her a soft smile, just enough to bring it out again, and she’d laugh, pressing a kiss to his cheek, feeling like she had found her very own hidden treasure.

In those moments, she knew—she’d never stop searching for that dimple, for that secret smile, for the hidden joy she knew she could bring to the one person she loved most in the world.

[nortonluv]

hello sweetie! :D

i see that you want to write about descendants and i would absolutely love to share some requests i've been thinking about.

idk if you write ficlets, headcannons or oneshots, so you can write in the way you feel more comfortable! :)

so, the thing is, uma and harry (separately) x artist!reader (gn please!!) where the reader draw and write music and poetry about their lover/crush. i just want to see how they would react if they seen the readers art bcs i think it would be soooooo cute!

(im so sorry if you can't understand something, english isn't my first language.)

take care of yourself. love u!!

I love this so so much! thank you!

Hope this doesn't end up being too bad, I feel it was a little rushed (not because I felt I was being rushed just that I had a few thoughts that I needed to write before they were gone yk?)

I'm doing it so it's:

Harry Hook x painter/drawer!reader

And

Uma x music artist! Reader

To make it easier to imagine

Also I've kept it gender neutral dw and I've also written it so Uma and Harry are in Auradon when they meet you

Please feel free to request more at any point (I'm going to write for all descendants characters but mostly Harry Hook)

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Harry Hook

Let's imagine Harry has no idea who you are in the beginning

Some random person that's always seen drawing, painting, creating something.

He's seen some of your works hung around Auradon prep in expensive looking frames

He doesn't approach you for a while, in fact Gil is the first to meet you

Gil takes the same art course as you so you meet there when Gil had a bit of a paint disaster

Harry was originally cautious around you because he thought you'd be some stuck up art critique kind of person who was going to complain about Gil

But when you instead explain that you could see what he was trying to do but the actual execution of it wasn't great , Harry laughed with you

Overall your first meet was a positive one that was the beginning of a laughter filled relationship

Harry would always see you sat somewhere, in some weird position, scribbling away in your sketchbook

He eventually spots what you are drawing, or better yet who.

Him

He crashes.

All thoughts, Gone.

He's just staring at it for a good 5 minutes before you have to click your fingers in front of his face to wake him up.

"H- How, no, why are ye drawin' meh?" Heat rises to his cheeks and he slowly brings his thoughts back to Earth.

He'd already had been developing feelings for you since you two met. I mean you were nice to his friends, kind to him, he let you meet his sisters at one point and they seemed to even like you. You are fun to be around, you check that he's taking care of himself, you make sure he's not too bashed up from the sports he plays. What isn't there to like?

"You have a pretty face, nice to draw." He takes note of the blush that grows on your cheeks and the way you look off to the side with a shy smile growing. "I draw the people I like, the people I'm closest to."

His heart almost stops. Did you just try to kill him?! 'cause clearly you aren't aware of the way you make him feel.

I headcannon Harry to be Pansexual, as a pan person myself, so he was kinda well known on the Isle for being able to flirt with anyone he wanted for various reasons

But let me tell you, not once had he had the air knocked out of his chest from a few simple words.

You take his silence the wrong way and begin packing your things to go find somewhere to wallow in your shame, but Harry just drops to his knees in front of you.

"Please, draw meh, whenever ye want to." He is on his knees looking at you with the happiest smile he can muster and almost puppy like wonder in his eyes. "I'll be yours, if you'll be mine?"

Okay that bit came out a little too easy to him, he didn't really mean for that to happen.

But he can't complain since you agreed!

Everything you create for him, he treats like it's the most fragile item he's ever come in contact with

He's always showing it off though he's so appreciative of everything you do so he wants to show the entire world

When you feel down for not feeling your art is good enough, he's oddly prepared to show every bit of art you've ever given him with reasons on what makes it perfect to him

He may as well be prepared with a PowerPoint presentation on every one of your works he's seen

I fact he's probably prepared one somewhere, pictures, effects, transitions, the whole shebang!

He draws too, almost forgot to mention. I've got a little headcanon of him always doodling pirates on cool adventures when he was younger on the isle. I also like to imagine that there was a time where Evie and Harry liked to draw together but Evie drew Princesses and dress designs and Harry drew pirates which created some childish clashing between the two. So they'd stopped almost as soon as they started their little doodle hangouts

That's offtrack, sorry.

He gives you pictures of you in multiple different styles, each time it seems like he's trying to depict you as an angel of sorts

He also draws the Uma and the crew but he comes to check that he got everyone right with you

ART DATES.

YOU'RE GOING TO ALL THE MOST AESTHETICALLY PLACES HE CAN FIND

He may or may not let you take pictures of him for references as long as he can do the same with you, he's also pretty good at photography so he loves getting new picture of you with some fantastical background making you stand out so much more

Uma

Uma knew who you were when she arrived in Auradon, she'd heard your music played at cotillion

She couldn't complain about it, it wasnt her usual style but it was new and she liked that

When she had officially arrived she would notice you all around

Playing music for parties, proper events, even just around the school

Despite her not meeting you she subconsciously finds her way to you

She listens out for you whenever she can

She ends up actually meeting you thought Evie

Evie was designing everyone's outfits for a party so your fitting time overlapped into Uma's time. Uma didn't mind and in fact took the opportunity to tell you that she'd heard you around but hadn't had the chance to meet you

From then, you became quick friends.

Her feelings developed the more time she spent with you, she just loves listening to your music

She'd like to learn an instrument that would compliment your style of music so you could play together

She helps you with lyrics whenever you need the help

She first finds out that you write songs about your experiences and the people around you by looking at the lyrics for some of your songs

She finds it sweet that although you don't directly mention people, you can share the way you feel to them to those who will listen

But then she finds a song that's for her

I mean who else would it be for, she's the person you spend most of your time with and she's the pretty pirate with blue hair

She definitely looks over the lyrics and gets so giddy that she's kicking her feet with glee, when you walk in and see her smiling at the page she doesn't stop smiling

She immediately asks what you mean and when you tell her she latches onto you

Basically, she asks you out right then and there

Who are you to deny her? Of course you accept

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So sorry it took longer than I thought, and sorry Uma's part was shorter thats my dumb lil brain being dumb

[lbcreations-blog]

can you do headcanons for Emily from Hazbin Hotel dating God's daughter named Pandora who's a complete cinnamon roll and sweetheart?

READ FIRST: OK, I'm changing one thing from this request is the name, I want to keep it a reader type fanfic since I don't do ocs, but I will add a headcanon on the name. I also went off board and did an entire oneshot on how yall met with the headcanons for some fucking reason💀 I apologize for that.

NOT PROOF READ

Masterlist

Oh, so pure, you lovely daughter of God

You were the well-known daughter of God. People rarely saw you due to you always sleeping or working. You would have hanged around with at least the other powerful angels, but you had a lot of work ahead of you a lot of the time, which mainly consisted of working on galaxies that weren't connected to earth.

You would have helped the Elders with their passion project, so to speak, but your father ordered you to work on some random galaxies and then you could only "play" which was what he told you before going into an eternal sleep.

So now here you were 99% done with this galaxy your father told you to work on. You were so excited to finally hang out and meet the angels in heaven only once in a blue moon. Would you visit to say hi for like a day, then go back to working again.

On those days you would come say hi, you would mainly explore the home you missed so much. Now you could do more than that and actually have some good communication.

It took you a bit in this galaxy in your humongous form, being about 145'3 feet tall in your big form you were much much shorter then your father in your big form compared to his which was about 300 feet tall.

Now you were getting one more bit done, and done the galaxy was finally finished now to go home and rest.

You telaported in front of the gates, not wanting to give the residents of heaven a fright from your holy-niss sponding in so suddenly. (You ofcourse sponded in your smol form, which was 7'0 ft tall)

Once telaporting all of heavens elders felt your arrival. While you were just standing there staring at the sleeping st Peter at the podium.

You then telaported behind the man, thinking about having some fun. You put your face near his ear. You then whispered into his ear, "Wake up," St Peter then jolted awake. "W-wha- ah! r-reader, what are you doing here?" St Peter asked in a bit of a frenzy from the fright you gave him.

"Well, first off, say hi jeez, and second off, I'm done with my work, and third off, be happy I'm here. I have not seen you in what? A million years." You told the guy. "Right, sorry, my apologies ma'am you gave me a fright," St Peter replied.

You giggled. "You know I like to have at least a bit of fun, Peter. I get bored from all that work yk" you told the man. "Yeah, yeah, I get it," Peter told you.

"Hello, St. Peter, what seems to be the..." Sera said, flying down and trailing off mid sentence. "Uh! Miss Reader, why do you show us with your presence?" Sera asked, bowing down with a girl beside her doing the same thing.

"Well, I'm finally done with my work soooooooo I'm staying here from now on!" You told Sera. "Well, if you wish your holy-niss," Sera told you. Suddenly, the other girl spoke.

"Hiiii, I'm Emily, but you can call me Em Eme ly E, whatever! Nice to meet you! I'm a Seraphim, but I think you know that! I'm so happy to finally meet you! I've heard so many stories about you!" Emily told you this information happily.

"Well, it's nice to meet you too, Emily! You can just call me by my name reader, " you told her happily.

You and the seraphim walked into heaven and passed the gates. "Wow, this place is beautiful. You guys did well, " you said, looking around in awe. "Well, we like to keep it spick and span," Emily told you and looked at your side veiw.

While walking around with the girl, you held her hand, which made heat rush to Emily's cheeks oh so fast, and maybe a little bit rushed to yours as well.

Yea, I'm ending the oneshot there

Now to the headcanons ig

Headcanons

Emily loves your personality. You guys get along so well.

Due to your absence, Emily has to show you all the new things humans have made and such

You are oh so behind on tech, but you catch up quick

Emily loves to show you around it's so fun

She loves that you get excited at every little thing

She originally thought you would be super strict due to you being so high up so she was not expecting you to be so nice and bubbly

Once she sees your power, she straight up is like,'You have to be my girlfriend now'

She did ask you if you were aware of the exterminations you told her yes in a way because of your powers you could sense when a creation ceases to exist.

She did ask you to help stop it and work on charlies plan or do something, but all you told her is the fact is the earth, the humans, and all that shebang was the angels project, not yours, so no, you could not help. (It's a Canon event😔)

You would take Seras ruling away, but you knew that the angels were your fathers project, so you could not do mutch.

OK, ok, no more depression shit now your confession of love or whatever

She ended up confessing you would have confessed up that you were wating for her to be ready

Of course, when you said yes, she was jumping around really ecstatic about the news

You guys love each other to bits

OK, quick headcanon on the name is literally that she loves it yea that's it

OK yea I'm done

Taglist: @fatherlesschild2 @whitewingsh @iheartpieck @I-yuki

Taglist request section here

-L.B Creations

[travelling-wanderer]

Hello!

This is my first time actually requesting someone for something-

So, is it possible to do a fluffy oneshot of a Jax x Pianist/Musically inclined reader?

The reader is someone who in the real world used to play a lot of music and wrote a couple of pieces, and some of that managed to translate into the circus when the got sucked in.

Now for the actual scenario, Reader has been in the circus for a week is taking it pretty well (probably because they begged Caine to put a piano in their room once they realized he was practically God in this place-). After a while, they noticed that they kept on either staring at a certain rabbit, or will write about him in song at a random time at night when they couldn't sleep.

One fateful night, they decided to play one of the pieces they wrote for him, and Jax just so happened to be at their door to prank them, and he hears the song playing in the reader's room.

Whatever he does to the reader is up to you!

(The reader is gender neutral because I want others to like it as well, and you can make it romantic or platonic. Tho, I had a more romantic view of this thingy- sorry if it's a bit too lengthy to get to!)

・﹒・ keys of affection - request

Summary: You were playing piano that Caine had miraculously gifted you in your room when a certain rabbit decides to stop by

Warnings: None

Pairing: Jax x pianist!reader

Requested by: Anon

You were new to the circus and the only thing keeping you from going insane was the piano in your room. Music was the one thing you actually remembered from the real world that made up your entire being, you played piano so much it was ingrained in your head despite not even being able to recall the name you were called for all your life. Because of that, you called yourself “Chord”, as in a piano chord. From the very first day, you asked Caine if he could put a piano in your room to help you keep you sane and he complied happily, however, you had hidden it from everyone else.

The main reason being that you didn’t feel like you could trust them enough- not in the sense that they would make fun of you or anything- but the fact that it was such a big part of your life back home, it was difficult to be open to them. Eventually, you would tell them because they weren’t bad people, well...except for Jax. He was rude, arrogant, and for some reason, you couldn’t help but hold your gaze a little longer at him. Nobody liked him, so why were you so inclined to be around him? Dare you say, you were good friends with him. Yet, he often plagued your thoughts when you would try to sleep, causing you to get up and simply just write songs about him. Songwriting was your way to calm down and express your thoughts in a healthy way, so that’s what you did.

You had a journal filled with your random songs on your desk, your music sheets all in a binder on the shelf. The day was winding down for you as you stuck to a routine here to stop yourself from getting abstracted. You would soon crawl into bed and then get up after a few hours because your mind was plagued by the purple rabbit, thinking of him too much. However, before that, you sat at the bench and prepared to play one of your newest pieces of the man (one of many). Taking a deep breath in to steady yourself, you flipped up the cover and looked at the music sheet and then down at the keys.

You know I’d never had thought I’d love someone like you.

Someone who is just so cute.

Cute but a bit rude, abrasive,

Brutally honest, and invasive.

But despite these things that others call flaws,

You’re still the one for me above all.

With your:

Lovely ears that perk up whenever you smile.

Charming voice that can be recognized for miles.

Your pretty eyes, your sparkly teeth, your purple fur.

That has indigo, violet, and many many more.

Oh my lovely lovely bunny,

Who is quite a prankster.

I can’t believe that I’ve fallen for a-

My lovely lovely bunny,

Lovely lovely bunny,

Who may not act sweet at all.

Oh lovely lovely bunny.

I can’t believe that I've fall—

-en for you.

By the end, you were slightly breathless as you took your keys off the keyboard with a small smile on your face. However, your peace was disturbed as your door flew up with the subject of the song sprawled out on your floor with a very shocked expression. Jax scrambled up quickly as he realized he was caught, you gaped at him as he looked at your piano and back at you.

“What are you doing?” You asked accusatory as his usual jackass demeanor was completely replaced with what looked like awe. You didn’t have any patience for him though as he knew your secret now, he knew that you played piano, you just hoped to whatever deity above he didn’t hear what you were playing.

“You play piano?” He ignored your question in favor of his, almost unbelieving that you were a musician. You didn’t know if you felt offended that he didn’t think you were capable of having secrets, or that you could play piano. It’s like he didn’t have secrets of his own, you knew there were things swimming in that rabbit’s mind that were never let out, so why can’t you have your own fair share of secrets?

“Well…yes. But what were you doing outside of my room?” You crossed your arms over your chest as you looked at him boredly, waiting for his excuse. Anxiety bubbled in your veins as you considered the fact that he heard absolutely everything, and that was not ideal. What if he did? What would that mean for your relationship?

“It was uh…I didn’t…” He heard everything. He heard everything. But he wasn’t making fun of you or teasing you, he genuinely did not know what to say. What do you say to this? Should you just confirm that you like him? Taking a deep breath, you couldn’t stay mad at him, it was obvious that he wasn’t sure how to handle this. His usual rude attitude was just a persona in this digital plane. Nobody could remember much of their old lives, so you wondered if anyone ever even had genuine feelings for him before. Placing a hand on his arm, he looked back up at you with an unreadable expression. Was it sadness? Guilt? Or was it vulnerability?

“Well I was uh…gonna prank you but then I heard your singing and playing…” Everything that made Jax who he is was washed away, it was the first time you heard him sound so soft. His ears flopped down as he stared down at the floor, kicking at it, it was like he wasn’t sure what to say or do from that point. He looked like a dog being scolded for doing something they know they shouldn’t have been. He was twiddling his thumbs with his hands interlocked.

“I do like you Jax I just…I just never told you because I was scared alright? I…didn’t want our friendship to be ruined. As for the piano thing, it was the one thing I remembered from my old life and I was scared to share it since I haven't been here for long” You looked at him with a reassuring face, wanting to make sure he knew he was safe and trusted. He looked back with big, sad eyes.

“I…I like you too. Just don’t tell anyone what I told you! Got it?” You smiled as he began to get defensive again, not liking being so vulnerable for so long, this was your rabbit back. But maybe, hopefully you can help him to open up to you over time, you do love him for his flaws, but you also want to know what’s underneath.

“Yeah, got it”

[existentialfailure]

Meet & Greet

Pairing: Hawks / Reader

Length: Oneshot, 1105 words. 

Description: Keigo spots reader at a distance, introduces himself and is just a general shit. Reader isn't sure if she is flattered or annoyed.

Warnings: None, Mild swearing.

Notes: Pre-Top 3. Keigo is the new hero on the block, and is making his waves.

He prides himself on his superior vision, especially on its handiness when he’s airborne and surveying the world below him. He isn’t a braggart by any means, but he could confidently say there wasn’t much of anything that could escape his notice when he was patrolling from above. Even as he weaved through the air- twisting about to avoid buildings, the occasional fellow bird, and sometimes the random wayward plastic bag- his sharp gold eyes never left the ground below. His state of awareness was extraordinary, honed like a raptor circling and prowling for prey. Though in his case, villains.

It was how he spotted you, and found himself so oddly transfixed he nearly introduced himself face first into the 14th floor of a downtown skyscraper’s window.

He had wasted no time, startling the employees as his crimson wings beat an angry staccato stop before dropping himself down in a quick and sudden stoop. His logical brain was somewhere buried in the back of his head, turned off as he landed in front of you in a flurry of heavy wings.

Gold eyes wide, pupils pin pricked, and a ridiculously sunny smile slapped across his wind whipped face.

You, for your part, looked so startled you could probably be compared to a mouse getting snatched up in the talons of an owl. The wind Hawks’ wings had kicked up in their wake had tousled your entire outfit into disarray, and had you blinking sand and whatever else from your now watering eyes. You were so bewildered by the sudden appearance of what appeared to be- a sidekick? a hero?- you weren’t sure what the hell you were supposed to say or do. What is the civilian protocol for this?

You opened your mouth, then closed it, opening it again: looking all the world like a guppy out of water as you struggled to respond to whatever the hell was going on. Some of the strangers around you, equally as startled, took the opportunity to give a wide berth between the two of you. Some civilians took the winged stranger’s focus on you as a good enough reason to mind their own and make a swift exit. Though some bystanders, clearly intrigued, did their best (not really) to not look like they were staring. You wondered if anyone would come to your aid if it turned out this guy turned out to be a villain.

Staring, your lack of response didn’t seem to bother the newcomer at all.

“Hello,” he chirped. Chirped. His wings still stayed somewhat extended horizontally at his back, curled and a little puffed. You straightened yourself, raising a single eyebrow.

“Saw you down here,” He continued, his tone joyful but smoothe- syrupy almost, “figured I’d drop in and say hello to some of the locals. It’s the thing to do y’know, meet the civilians of the area you’re patrolling. Get to know them.” He struts over- STRUTS!- reaching out a gloved hand as if to offer a handshake.

You blink, your staring finally making your eyes burn. You look down at the proffered hand, the thick gloves clearly a little worn but fairly new from your perspective. When you don’t respond, but continue to stare at his hand, he wiggles his fingers playfully. The leather looks soft.

“Hawks.” he offers, and you glance up questioningly before you realize what he meant. His hero name. Hawks. Makes sense you think, eyes trailing over to the crimson wings still unfurled at his back. They tremble, stretching out slightly as if showing off a bit at noticing your gaze. You don’t think too deeply into that idea. You place your smaller hand in his, offering your name in return and listening as he repeats it a few times as if trying to memorize it. “I’ve never heard of you, Hawks.” You continue, releasing his hand so that you can begin trying to reassemble yourself after his disastrously spectacular entrance. You hope all his encounters aren’t this damn windy. You’ll never be able to wear a dress around here again. “Yeah, well, I’m the new kid on the block.” Hawks pushes his hands into his pockets, leaning his weight back on one leg leisurely as he watches you. He taps the toe of his other foot on the ground thoughtfully, eyebrows furrowed. He tilts his head a bit, wild blonde hair falling in wild messy waves. You think you may spot some knots- probably from flying about without anything covering his head.

“I don’t even know if I made it to the rankings yet or not, not that it really matters or whatever. I’m just out here trying to do what I need to, which is to keep pretty lil’ things like you safe.” His eyes flash to you, pupils constricted- no, dilated?- behind his flashy yellow flight goggles. He winks, his smile lopsided as he waits for your reaction.

And boy do you give him one. Pausing as you had been fixing your hair, pulling out any wayward bits of whatever Hawks had kicked up. You stared at him, a tad incredulous as a blush crawled up your neck and into your cheeks. Even with those stupid huge goggles on, you could see the playful glimmer in his eyes. You stammered for a moment, thrown. Did he just hit on you? Sort of?

“Wah.. well. Bit brazen aren’t you, hero?” You raised your eyebrows, trying to pretend as if you couldn’t cook an egg on your forehead.

Hawks grinned, all teeth and bright eyes. His wings twitched, rising slightly at his back and expanding. You stepped back, realizing his intent almost immediately as the crimson appendages came down hard to push him upwards. His wings began a steady beat, and he looked down at you cheekily. You narrowed your brows, this time prepared and holding yourself together against the sudden increase of wind.

“Kinda have to be to be a hero, Pidge!” He called, still toothy and playful. You puffed out your cheeks, throwing an arm out and indicating around you. “Hey! What about meeting some civilians?”

Hawks belted out a laugh, shrugging before shooting off skyward, leaving you a little dazed down below. You watched his figure for as long as you could, the streak of crimson disappearing just as quickly as it had appeared, with an apprehensive (but excited?) feeling that this wouldn’t be your last encounter with the Pro. Gazing around, you eyed the other civilians before moving on, still adjusting your clothing. “Pidge…” You muttered, thinking. That wasn’t even close to your name. Pidge? Then-

“That shit called me a pigeon!”

[delayed-affection]

hello 🙌

Could you write something about Pyotr kochetkov, anything you want..

there isn't as much content from this guy as I'd like 😓

Thank you 🤍

Unrequited Love

Oneshots Navigation

Pyotr Kochetkov x reader

Warnings: Like four Russian words but they are translated

A/n: He speaks very little English in real life but for the sake of the fic he knows a little more

Word count: 0.8k

You’ve been pining over Pyotr since you’ve met him. Working for the team however means you can’t do anything about it.

So you made the decision to just keep your feelings to yourself but with that meant you could at least be friends with him.

And you did, you actually became close friends with him, maybe too close of friends.

~

With it being the off season meant that you and Pyotr were spending more one on one time.

As of now he sits next to you on your couch telling you all about how his brother is coming to visit from Russia.

He tells you about the times they spent together as children and how much he's been missing him.

As he talks, you can see the joy and excitement in his face and it might seem a little selfish but you being to wonder if he lights up this way when talking about you. If he talks about you and if he does, who has he told?

More questions being to flood your mind, does he find you as fascinating and interesting as you find him? Does he speak about you to others with the same passion and affection?

You try to push your thoughts aside and focus on his excitement about his brother's visit becomes really hard after awhile.

~

Getting drunk with Pyotr on a random Tuesday night was not ideal, especially considering that he likes to try and have deep conversations while constantly switching between English and Russian.

When he switches to Russian, you’re completely out of your depth and have no idea what he's saying. But rather than tell him that, you just smiles and nods along, trying to understand.

You knows he's trying to say something profound, but all you can do is laugh to yourself as you takes another shot.

He had just gone on a twenty minute talk about how being a goalie can’t be compared to anything else because it is the scariest and most important position to play.

He then falls silent looking down at the vodka bottle in his hand.

He chuckles, “You know… I can’t imagine myself having…”

He takes a second to think, “Having… a… I forget English word for it but Подруга.” (Girlfriend)

You scrunchie your eyebrows trying to think of the word he’s trying to say, his slight slur is not helping.

He leans forward and takes a shot, “You picture me with one?”

Seeing your confused face so he tries to explain, “Боже мой, uh, Подруга… uh, you know a lover, right?” (Oh my god, girlfriend)

If the alcohol wasn’t making you hot already then that question certainly would.

You let out an awkward laugh, “You don’t see yourself with someone?”

He shakes his head, “No, never home. No need.”

You had no reason to be upset about his answer because it was a solid answer and dating someone that worked for his team probably never crossed his mind.

But it did make you a little sad knowing that he wasn’t looking for anyone or anything.

~

The two of you sit inside a Starbucks, tucked away in the corner.

You’re typing somethings out for work while he watches as people walk in and out. Your sitting in comfortable silence, something you two did quite often here.

Until someone walks in and catches Pyotr’s eye.

He nudges your hand making you look at him, “смотреть, she cute, no?” (Look)

You follow his gaze and you’re not going to lie to yourself, she’s a very pretty girl.

You turn back to your laptop and nod, “mhm.”

“I go talk to her?” He asks glancing from you to her.

Your brain is working in overdrive, you don’t know what to think or say. You’re aware that that you can’t keep him for yourself but you never thought he would ask you if he should go flirt with someone.

You hesitate for a moment before saying, “I don’t know.”

He doesn’t like your hesitation, “Do you think she has lover?”

You tilt your head and shrug, “Maybe.”

That’s not a yes so that encourages him a bit.

He sits a up straight and looks at you, “You help me? You know translation.”

You really don’t want to be his wingman, “I don’t know much.”

He stands up and grabs his drink, “That is fine. Come.”

And that’s when you knew the little fantasy of you two ever being together was over. He truly only saw you as a friend, a good enough friend that he wants to help him flirt.

It was never going to happen and who knows it might be for the better.

[ashdreams2023]

Hello I was just wondering if you could possibly make a Loki x reader oneshot where Loki founds out about readers sh scars? Like the team already knows but he doesn’t so he gets all curious and concerned when he sees her bandages and the cuts underneath?🥺 I understand if not as it may be triggering <33

Sure I’ve written about this before, sorry I went off track here but the main idea still stands 😅 I can rewrite it if you want, there’s no problem I promise

TW: SH (self harm/cutting)

Scars

"Disney or horror?"

"What sort of options are those?"

"It’s what’s left on Netflix that we didn’t watch already"

Loki sighed and pointed at the screen, he picked a slasher.

Fridays were the one day a week where the compound was completely empty except for you two, you ordered takeout and picked a series of random movies to watch.

You pulled on your sleeves as the scenes unfolded on the screen, there was a beautiful blonde screaming and running with her arm injured.

Loki was watching with mild interest.

At one point you got up from the sofa and went into the kitchen to get some more popcorn, that’s when you heard a loud scream coming from the screen.

You shook your head and opened the fridge looking for more snacks, there was still dome fruit that loki brought from home and they look fresh.

After turning on the sink you rolled up your sleeves and washed the fruit in the skin, the cold water felt kinda of nice on your scars but at the same time it made you want to reach out inside your pocket and pull out the small blade you carried around.

The thought lingered there, you looked at the clock ticking on the kitchen wall and wondered if you would be noticed if you took a few extra minutes in the bathroom, Loki can survive without food for a little longer.

You placed the fruit into a clean bowl and stepped away from the sink, you swallowed as you looked down at your exposed damaged skin.

You clenched your fists and then started pulling down your sleeves bef-

"What in Valhalla happened to you?!" You almost jumped out of your skin at the sudden voice of Loki and all but screamed when he grabbed your wrists "Who did this to you?!"

"That’s none of your business!" You breathed quickly and tried to pull away from his grip, he wasn’t supposed to see these, no no…they were a secret, something no one should know about, how could you be so reckless!?

His green eyes stared into yours with a mix of concern and anger, he wanted to know who did this to you, why would anyone hurt you?

"It is! You’re mine and I don’t want you hurt! Why would you hide this from me?" He pulled your sleeve up and looked closely at them, it made you feel uncomfortable and exposed.

"Please let go of me…I’m fine…"

"You’re fine?! These are fresh and deep…this happened before, why are you hiding things from me, I just want you safe"

You frowned with your eyes now glossy "Protect me from what? Myself? I’m a danger to myself then!"

Loki’s face dropped from anger to complete and utter sadness, it made your heart shatter, this is exactly why you didn’t want him to know.

"You…did this to yourself…but why?" He loosened his grip on your wrists and got closer to your face, his warm breath hit your face.

You shook your head, you didn’t know what to say, you weren’t prepared for this situation at all.

"Just say something…please, is it me? what’s the reason?" You lowered your head and bit down your bottom lip then shook your head.

"No…there’s nothing wrong with you, it’s me, I’m the broken one…it’s…you shouldn’t have seen this"

"No and you’re impossible to think I shouldn’t! I care about you and you don’t know how it feels when you find out you can’t protect the most precious person in your life!"

He pulled you close and held you in a tight hug, there was no escaping. You sniffed and hid your face in his chest, you didn’t want to look him in the eye.

"You must be out of your mind to think I will play a blind eye to this…you know I love you, don’t you?"

"Yes" you chocked out.

"Then why?"

"I don’t know…ok! I don’t want to talk about it!"

He stayed silent and just held you, he didn’t utter a word, it was for the best, he didn’t want to make even more frustrated.

You don’t know how long you stayed there but it was long enough for him to heal your scars before you could notice what’s going on.

The skin mended and the scars looked like little scratches instead, like some kitten had attacked you.

You looked down at them and felt tired, you were so drained.

"Why don’t we just sleep" he lifted your chin "We both need to rest and tomorrow we may talk about it"

"You’re not mad at me?"

Loki sighed "No, I could never…I’m just worried"

"I’m sorry…"

"It’s ok. Let’s go dove. Everything will be alright" he took your hand and kissed your healed scars.

[lynxtheserval]

(tw: kidnapping, stalking, yandere stuff)

So I started this yesterday, and was really motivated for some reason, so this will probably be one of the longest ones I'll do. Also I don't support this behavior IRL unless both people consent to it and do it in a safe place!

Y'all I'm not even sure if I did his personality right , but we will see LMAO (also sorry if my spelling is bad, I'm not great at grammar)

And feel free to give me tips! I'm new at this.

Yandere Subspace Headcanons / Sorta a Oneshot:

You were a co-worker with him at Blackrock, and as soon as he saw you he got interested in you.

At your break, he came into the break room and sat down across from you, and saying he was staring was an understatement.

"Hello ?" You said. The stare he was giving you was one of interest and one of malice.

"Well, hello there !" He was grinning under his mask, you could tell. "I hope you don't mind that I sat here. You . . . Intrigued me."

You looked at him, confused. "Is . . Is that a good thing ?"

"Of course !" He replied. "You should be honored to be in MY presence !" he tilted back in a dramatic way.

You looked at him with a confused look. "What do you mean ? You haven't even told me your name , I don't know who you are ."

He froze for a moment in shock, wide eyed. "You . . You don't ?!" He was surprised, he knew you were new around here but, you've never heard of him?! He was a little frustrated by this. "I'm Subspace !! Everyone knows of me ! They SHOULD know who I am ! I am the most powerful scientist in all of Blackrock !" He stated, proudly.

You smiled awkwardly, he seems to be a little unhinged. "Cool . . So . . Why are you sitting by me ?" If he was so powerful, why is he sitting by you? You weren't anything special. "And what did you mean by 'intrigued' ?"

He grinned in a suspicious, evil manner. "Oh- I can't tell you that now dear~ . . But anyway, I have to go, I have a couple things to do . . ." He walked off, and you could confidently say you were unnerved.

After that odd conversation with you, he definitely wanted to be close to you. He occasionally goes into your workroom while you are not there to either rearrange things (he likes seeing how he can mess with your head) or to steal something. It's never anything too important, usually just random items you bring in.

He absolutely loves to follow you around, and seeing you feeling paranoid of being watched, it thrills him.

He tries to get more close with you, but it usually just turns into you walking away due to being uncomfortable. And of course, he doesn't like that.

After a while of trying to get close with you and failing, he got angry. He wasn't going to let you just, ya know, leave.

He definitely kidnapped you after that.

“Ugh !” Of course you tried running… why wouldn't you?! Subspace was frustrated, of course. He chased after you, he wasn't too far behind you.

After about 20 seconds, he managed to lunge and knock you down. He looked at you with crazed eyes. (Or uh, eye.) You, of course scared for your life, tried struggling.

After a moment or two, he knocked you out.

He didn't tie you up, at first, you were too dizzy to run, after all.

If you did try running after you felt better, he wouldn't go after you, no no, he would send some Biografts after you. They are much faster than him. He ordered them not to kill you, of course, just bring you back to him. After you got back to him, he made sure you couldn't leave.

You woke up, startled. You quickly realized you couldn't move. You frantically look around the room you were in, it looked to be some sort of lab, only to see Subspace staring at you with a thrilled expression on his face.

"Oh dear! Are you tied down?" He said with fake concern. He stood up from his chair and slowly walked closer to you. You tried to struggle to get out, but the ropes were too tight and too strong. He laughed, a crazed, maniacal laugh. "Aww . . you're trying to leave me again ?!” As he got to where you were tied up he kneeled down next to you. His face got more manic as he grabbed and caressed your hand.

You wouldn't be leaving any time soon.

[luci-in-trenchcoats]

hello! i'm sorry if this is super random, but i was wondering if you could possibly rec soem of yuor favorite spn blogs? writitng or gifs or anything related to spn?

(if this isn't okay, i do apoligize)

Hi! I'm going to do a bit of a hodge podge of recs for you!

@spnfanficpond - The SPN fanfic pond is an awesome source of TONS of blogs that write for SPN and they have multiple posts of fic recs!

@mrswhozeewhatsis - Look, another Michelle! Michelle has her own writing along with being an AMAZING fic recommender. She often reblogs others works and there's something there for everyone!

@supernatural-imagine-oneshot - Okay, this blog hasn't been active in a long time but the stories here are all incredible. This blog in particular is a big reason for getting me into fanfic and wanting to write it.

@supernatural-jackles - I'll happily recommend Jen's entire catalogue for your Dean and Jensen loving heart. She's not around much these days but I never read a bad fic from her and she handled writing about hard topics wonderfully.

@torn-and-frayed - Just go and do yourself a favor and read Steph's series Send The Pain Below right now. This series was one of my first forays into reading RPF and hot damn it doesn't dissapoint.

@kittenofdoomage - Rhi is pretty much on AO3 now but you can get to her stuff there. This is where I discovered ABO and fell in love! Iron Heart made my apocalyptic story loving heart so very happy and still does!

@campingmonkey - Elaina writes for not only multiple fandoms including SPN but she makes gifs too! Single handedly has saved me when I'm looking for the perfect gif but can't find it in existence. She's got another blog too @acklesmallville for all your Jason Teague needs!

@beaujensen - Because we all need more gifs of Beau Arlen in our lives

@justjensenanddean - The reason I get distracted on my timeline and forget to write sometimes lol. They got gifs, pics, keep up to date with news, cons, etc. and reblog other Jensen stuff too so yeah, this is one of my favorite blogs.

@zepskies - Zep is my new addiction. There's SPN stuff along with other shows Jensen's been in like The Boys and Big Sky. She does canon, she does AU and her writing is just damn good (aka this is the kind of writer that makes me want to step up my game). And I love how responsive she is to literally every comment, reblog, ask, etc. She sets the bar high for the rest of us!

I hope that gives you some good stuff to dig into!

[lilmisssona]

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[delusinaldreamer19]

Hello there,

I’m egregiously bad at social media for some reason, so bare with me. (Idk why I never made a tumbler back in middle school, would’ve helped me out a lot nowadays)

This is my, ahem, ATTEMPT at an introduction/masterlist post 🙃(will more edit/add more later)

I’m a rabid black butler fan of like what 6 years. It’s all I ever think about, I can’t get it out of my head. I am mainly a manga enjoyer, and am indifferent to the un-cannon characters, but I don't interact with them much.

It gotten a lot better with time, but I'll still mention that I have a small spelling disability. ADHD + like 25% undiagnosed dyslexia , or something.

As much as I'm a rabid kuro fan, I am a rabid maladaptive daydreamer, I wasn't kidding when I said it's all i ever think about. Ok its more like 50% if all I ever think about, the other half is taken up by my oc's and their story, but I doubt my oc's will be featured prominently on this blog.

One day I realized, wow, I have this cornucopia of kuro related storylines/AU's, and I'm mostly literate. Why not start writing & sharing them? and any other random thoughts of mine.

So, here we are. I have a few black butler fanfics that I’d like to promote (beg ppl to read). That's mostly what I want to do with this blog, as well as give updates, and share my thoughts since authors notes simply cannot contain me.

(these descriptions are very bear boned, they have proper ones on Ao3)

Of All The Unexpected

A modern day/coffee shop/friends to lovers Sebagni fanfic, where hygienics ensue, with a heaping dose of dadbastian. STATUS: ongoing

Audacity

Sebastian and Francis Midford have a little discussion about Ciel. STATUS: completed oneshot

Heightened Senses

Just...major trigger warnings apply. A horror mystery that delves headfirst into Sebastian's morals, where he learns that he has them. STATUS: completed

[deathliestc]

Hey! ̤̮

(edited) ᝰ.ᐟ

Hello tumblr .ᐟ

My name is Kei and you can also call me Sam. [she/her]. But to be honest, I prefer Sam more but you can still call me Kei, idm!

Request is open .ᐟ

Masterlist .ᐟ

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──

‎‧₊˚✧Well I… ✧˚₊‧ :

write for Beta Squad only!! And maybe also Johnny Carey and Filly

do requests!!

am a Niko and Kenny girlie!!

ships Kenniko (homophobes dni pls)

write for Kenniko (First ever to write a fanfiction of Kenniko, on tumblr and got a certificate from the supreme leader of the Kenniko community aka Qas!)

post random shits about Beta Squad

have side blog which is @hauntingyourlife

am very kind, friendly and cool :p And thats the reason why you shud be my moots!!

‎‧₊˚✧ About Kenniko ✧˚₊‧ :

I ship these two because I find them very very cute when they are sweet, touchy and flirty to each other, that got me giggling and kicking my feet 😭

However, It’s only shipping okayy, not like I want them to date irl that’d be so weird like imagine… oh lord that would have been so awkward if you think about it…

And so yeah! I don’t take the ship like FAR far ^^

‎‧₊˚✧ Rules!! ✧˚₊‧ :

「 ✦ What I do write! ✦ 」 (Keep in mind that I write for Beta Squad only!! and Johnny Carey and Filly too??)

Headcannons!

Oneshots/Imagine !

Maybe I should do social media au too idk 🧐

If requesting please be specific!

「 ✦ What I do not write. ✦ 」

I don’t write smuts/nsfw, if I know how to, I would

I don’t write 1ncest (what the fuck 😀)

I don’t write for johnny babes sorry I don’t know him much 😭

I don’t write anything that is too… disturbing… like uhm rape and stuff..

[PS. Don’t spam request pls babes, I had a friend who got spam request and she was pressured by that spammer 😭]

[fleursbending]

hello junie! ❤️‍🔥 #69 what are your favorite fics at the moment?

hiya anonie ❤️‍🔥 !! OMGG YES IVE BEEN WAITINNN FOR THIS ONE ,, i was literally wanting to make my favourites of january / early feb so here goes nothing (gonna put them in categories) :

ˏˋ °•*⁀➷ junie's current fave avatar fics ! ˖⋆࿐໋₊

✿ mini series :

folklore ෆ jake sully. @theseuscmander

a literal masterpiece, esp as a swiftie myself! i can go and on about the angst, the yearning. the inner turmoil but honestly if you have yet to pls just go read it yourself !! ani is such an amazing writer.

empathy ෆ lo'ak sully. @mochi-yu

one of the first atwow pieces i read! has me in a chokehold and one of the things that inspired me to beginning writing for avatar in the first place! i love the dynamics here esp reader being kiri's twin sister.

si fpom ෆ jake sully. @fluloa

the desire !! the tension !! clenching my fists in agony already because i know the angst is going to dig deep into my chest. such a talented writer forreal. the character building too,, it's just all so lovely. alr said what i wanted in flo's inbox pls hfdds.

tìtunu ෆ tsu'tey. @hinataashoyos

never moving on from this, i'm staying right in this fic forever. speechless, breath taken away. writing is astounding, world building is so captivating like!! i've always appreciated tsu'tey but i'll be so real. this made me fall in lword with him! so good, how is this free?

✿ oneshots :

the hearts that bind us ෆ neteyam sully. @loaksky

in full bloom ෆ lo'ak sully. @loaksky

neng <33. i've already spoken so highly of these pieces, and i'll continue to do so. if you for whatever reason can only read two things today, let it be these! because, it is a rollercoaster of emotions. i wish i could experience reading these for the first time again!!

ao'nung is frustrated ෆ ao'nung. @neteyuck

one of the best ao'nung writers here in my personal opinion (it should be yours too js). i've reread this fic like 374340901 times and i'm not stopping anytime soon!! just pls witness the beauty that is juno's writing if you have yet to do so. there's jsust something so tangible abt it, does that make sense?? idk but <33.

just you and me ෆ lo'ak sully. @astrxq

one of the first lo'ak stories i read me thinks and i kept laughing at jakes looming presence just constantly jumping back in at the most random times. this piece is just so gentle and sweet, speaks to who lo'ak is under all the rebellious urges!!!

✿ drabble / prompts :

forest secrets ෆ lo'ak sully. @4xrina

the dialogue in this will forever remain in my soul,, nothing better than utterly lovesick boy lo'ak !! so precious forreal. flows so well, really painted a picture in my mind.

ෆ couldn't pick a specific one so everything @peacelovepandora has ever written. my safe space when the daddy issues whack me on the back of my head fr <33. just everything that op has put out literally brings me sm excitement and joy.

𝒇𝒍𝒆𝒖𝒓𝒔𝒃𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 ━━━ 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑

(I WILL UPDATE THIS TOMORROW,, i've done enough links for a life time !! so do not fret if you aren't here...you most likely will be soon lols but i'm zzz tired.)

[itsmewillful]

I hate you, I like you (MCU!Peter x gn!reader oneshot)

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"Peter, what are you doing?" 

Peter Parker, your all time rival. You don't know when it started but you always seemed to hate him. Was it because your father gave him more attention? Or was it because you secretly liked him and hate to admit it?

Not only did your dad notice him a lot, but it felt like every other Avenger did too. Well, you can't blame him. Peter is pretty cute if you think about it. His brown, curly hair and mysterious eyes of wonder. 

Alright. Cut the crap y/n, no time for simping over your greatest enemy.

Peter's attention went right to you and he stared at you.

"Hello, Peter." You said cocking your head. Peter didn't say anything and continued staring. 

"PETER!" You screeched. He still looked at you before giving you a smile.

"What-why are you smiling at me?" You asked.

"I like your earrings. They match your personality a lot. A-and your clothes of course.You l-look nice." He answered matter-of-factly.

"Uh…thanks?" Of all people. Of course he'd notice you dressed up extra today. He always seemed to notice things. Not gonna lie, but deep down inside, you're glad he noticed it.

"Sorry," he interrupted. "What were you asking about again?"

"Nothing, I thought I heard some sort of mechanical noise coming from your room. It could be anything."

"Well about that…" he wandered off.

"Did you steal some of my dad's tech?" You asked. Yes, this is just what you needed. A reason to get him into trouble.

"What?! No, I would never." He insisted

"Prove it! Show me what you're doing." You said with a hint of anger in your voice.

"I can't! It's not my place to tell." He said back with as much anger. He stood up from his chair and stood right beside you.

"I'm gonna tell the Avengers. Actually I'll tell my dad instead-" Peter had enough. He grabbed your face in a swift motion and your lips connected. It was sweet and rough but in the end, it was gentle.

"Peter, have you-" Right then Tony walked into the room and gaped at the random sight. Peter disconnected from your lips and turned around suddenly.

"Mr. Stark, I-I'm so sorry I didn't-"

"It's fine Peter, you have my blessing, just be safe ‘k?" He said before practically running out of the room.

Peter turned back around to face you. Your face showed confusion and humiliation at the same time.

"I'm sorry y/n, I couldn’t help myself." He stuttered. You smiled before leaning in and whispering.

"I like you too," you answered before connecting your lips with his.

[thenasoneshots]

Sirius Oneshot - It's the Inside that Counts

Requested?: No

Prompt: None

Type of oneshot: Fluff?

Timing: Marauders’ Era (7th Year)

Reader's Relations: Newt’s granddaughter (don’t ask how this works, I just wanted it to be a thing in this oneshot, because he’s best boy and it kind of works)

Reader’s House: Gryffindor

Warnings: Bullying

Other notes: The reader is slightly chubby in this. Also in this, your parents died when you were young, so you live with Newt and Tina.

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“Really? You honestly thought I’d want to date you when you look like that?” I tried to hold back the tears as my, now, ex-boyfriend kicked me to the curb metaphorically, continuing to say hurtful words, another girl hanging onto his arm, “You’re dumber than I thought. I was just using you because of your family.” And with that, he walked off, the girl following next to him, laughing. I sighed and stood up trying not to let the tears fall as I made my way back up to the common room. When I got up to my dorm, I sat down on my bed and sighed, taking my robe off so I was more comfortable, and laid down on my stomach, finally letting the tears fall.

That was when I started to hear small squeaks and I felt a small weight on my head. I let out a small giggle and lifted my hand, allowing the bowtruckle to step on before I brought my hand to my face, “Hello there. Did you stow away in my robes?” The small green creature looked down refusing to make eye contact and I giggled, “At least you’ve been found, Pickett.” I sighed, placed him down on my pillow and wiped my eyes, trying to stop the tears from flowing as I reached into my bag and pulled out a piece of parchment and a quill. I immediately started writing to my grandfather to let him know that Pickett was safe and hadn’t been stolen/harmed. Once I was done, I folded it up and let Pickett up on my shoulder before leaving the dorm, and heading up to the owlery.

“(Y/n)? Where are you going?”

“Owlery,” I replied in a monotone voice, refusing to look at Jen as I knew how observant she was and that she’d be able to tell I’d been crying from my face if she hadn’t by my tone of voice, “You’ve been crying. You can tell me what’s up, you know that, right?” I nodded, “Thank you, but it doesn’t matter. Now can I continue up to the owlery please?” She narrowed her eyes and let me go causing me to sigh in relief. I really didn’t want her to find out that William had broken up with me as I knew she’d tell the Marauders because of how protective they were of me. They didn’t need to be, it wasn’t like I was related to any of them, they just decided they were going to protect me for some reason. Once I’d sent the letter off to my grandparents, I walked outside and sat down by a tree by the Black Lake as it was just after dinner and curfew wasn’t for a few more hours and the outside air helped me to think better.

—------------------SIRIUS’ POV

“It was hilarious! You should have been there Prongs, his face was priceless.”

“Mate, shh. Is that.. Look it is! Where’s (Y/n) though?”

I looked up from my food to see William walking into the Great Hall, a random Slytherin hanging onto his arm looking as sneaky as ever.

“I swear to Godric if that git broke up with her, I’ll have is head.”

“Pads, calm down we know you like her.”

“Oh shut it, Prongs, you’d be the same if someone had done the same to your precious Lily” I retorted. Before James could reply, I felt a presence next to me and I looked up to see Bella.

“Have you seen (Y/n)?” I asked, curious as to where she was as she and Bella were normally inseparable, but Bella just shook her head, “Sorry, Sirius. I haven’t seen her since Transfiguration ended, but if I see her this evening, I’ll let her know you’re looking for her.”

“Thank you.”

“Wait a minute, I have an idea.”

“Huh? What do you mean, Moony?”

“Just, give me a minute.”

Without another word, he spun around in his seat to face the Hufflepuff table, directly where Jen was sitting, “Jen, have you seen (Y/n)?”

“Hm? Oh yeah, I saw her going up to the owlery before dinner. She looked like she’d been crying but refused to tell me why. If she’s not in her dorm or the common room, then I don’t know. Wait a minute, why didn’t you guys just use that map of yours? Don’t worry I won’t tell anyone about it.”

Moony thanked her and turned around as we all banged our heads on the table, “Why didn’t we think of the map? When we get back up we’re checking that map and finding where she is.”

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“Alright Pickett, you can sit on my head,” I muttered as the bowtruckle refused to go back in my pocket, “But you’ve got to hide when I go back inside, “Okay?”

Pickett just stuck his tongue out at me and blew a raspberry, “I thought you were taught not to do that. If you’re discovered, then it’ll mean bad news for me. Please, work with me-”

“(Y/n)?”

At the sound of my name, I quickly took Pickett off my head, hiding him behind my back and turned to the person, “Oh, Sirius, hey, what are you doing out here?”

“I wanted to talk, have you been crying?” he asked, reaching out and taking my hand in his, which I didn’t reject, surprising him as every other time he’d tried to make physical contact with me, I’d pushed him away. I sighed and nodded, releasing my grip on Pickett before placing him back on my head and wiping my eyes with my now free hand, “Y-yeah. Promise not to tell anyone else?” Sirius nodded and I took a deep breath, “William broke up with me. Told me he was just using me because of my family and that ‘no one would want to date someone who looked like me’. He then called me fat, along with a load of other hurtful stuff and then walked off,” I spoke, the tears coming back to my eyes again, this time I just let them fall, only stopping when I felt Sirius wiping them, “(Y/n), please don’t cry. I don’t like seeing you cry, it makes me cry when you’re upset and don’t believe anything that jerk says, you’re perfect the way you are.”

“He’s right though, Sirius. No one would want to date me, I am fat-” I was cut off when he placed a finger to my lips, “Do not say that about yourself in my presence. You are not fat, (Y/n). You are perfect, and I know one person who would want to date you.”

“W-who?” I asked, looking up at him. Instead of replying, he took my cheek in his hand and bent down to my level, kissing me, “Me.” I felt my face turn bright red and I blinked, bringing my hand up to my lips once he’d stepped back a little, “Y-you? You’d want to date me?”

“I-if you wanted to date me back, then yeah. I’ve been in love with you since 3rd year, (Y/n). You know how Prongs used to go on and on about Lily before she finally gave in and started dating him?” I nodded and Sirius continued, “Well, Moony told me I was the exact same with you. Apparently, I wouldn’t shut up about you and complain about that git of a boyfriend you had whenever I could. Now if you’ll excuse me, I have a nose to go and break.”

I giggled and grabbed his hand before he got too far from me, “I-if you’re serious that you’d want to date me, honestly, I’d be lucky to be the one to have grabbed your attention. I like you too, Sirius.”

That stopped him in his tracks, and he turned back towards me, grabbing my upper arms and kissing me again, “I would be the lucky one, (Y/n). I love you so much.”

“I-I love you too, Sirius. Are you sure I’m not too chubby for you to date?”

He shook his head, “No. You are perfect the way you are, how many times do I have to say it? It’s what’s on the inside that counts, not what you look like. I love you for the way you act and your personality, not what you look like.” At that moment Pickett jumped off my head and onto Sirius’ hand, causing me to smile, “It looks like Pickett approves, please don’t tell any of our professors he’s here. Honestly, he stowed away on my robes, or well, in my clothes in general.”

“I won’t don’t worry, (Y/n). I’d never do anything to get you into trouble.”

“Thank you. I love you, Sirius.”

-----------------------------END OF ONESHOT

Hehe, more Sirius fluff.