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cranberryjuice-posts · 10 months ago

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-it was a mistake I swear-

Pairings - clarisse x Fem! Reader (any godly parent can work just reader is friends with Chris Rodriguez)

An: Any godly parent can work - this is based off of like Ellie and Dina and their kiss at the party + Ellie’s friendship w Jesse

Tw - slur dyke is used, Clarisse low key is out of character 😢🙏

“Fuck—“ the daughter of ares groaned as she got up and walked to the door opening it still in her sweats and sports bra.. standing outside the cabin door was her brother mark who was holding a plate of a traditional breakfast with her water bottle in another. “Mornin sleeping beauty” he joked but clarisse however wasnt in the mood and just walked away.

He followed clarisse inside and shut the door, after handing clarisse the food mark sat across from his sister on a different bed.

Clarisse started to eat almost choking when she saw it was 12pm, more then half the day wasted. She started to drink some water in hopes of clearing her throat out.

“So” mark looked over from where he was laying, “I heard you had an intresting night last night” Clarisse paused but shook her head.

“No.. no it was just y/n being y/n she kissed me an—“

Mark sat up shocked and looked over at his sister. “I was talking about your fight with James you kissed y/n?” Clarisse paused and looked down speaking in a flat tone. “Oh.”

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At the same time only a few hours earlier you sat on your bunk going through your shirts while Chris confronted you.

“You kissed clarisse?” He asked and you sighed setting a camp shirt down.

“Shit, im sorry i know you liked her but I just— fuck this is awkward” you held your head down in embarrassment but Chris just laughed. “Dude chill, I don’t care you two are cute together now can you get dressed so we can go start training”

You groaned and rolled your eyes. “Your the worst” You reached to open your trunk but he slammed it down. “It’s still fucked up you did that though” he added, you shoved him back and grabbed a random shirt throwing it on.

The entire morning you heard whispers from around the camp about your kiss last night and you just wanted to curl up in a hole and die.

After a few campers approach you wanting to know the real details about what happened you lost it.

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Clarisse soon joined the camp, however when some kids approached her about last night they were face first in the dirt after she shoved them.

A couple hours passed. Clarisse spent Marjory of the afternoon trying to find you, eventually she heard you were in the arena with some younger new kids most likely demigods who hadn’t been claimed yet.

She looked around before finding you, Clarisse kept her tough exterior up still conscious of the other campers around… “swing your sword like this” you instructed swinging your body a certain way when you felt a pair of hands grab your hips.

You turned around and saw clarisse standing behind you. “Move your body more like this focus the movement out and away from yourself”

she turned you some, her tone was a more authoritative yet calm one with a neutral face. You blushed as she let go, turning to face her you tucked some loose hair behind your ear.

The young demigods infront of you got the hint and walked to a different area of the arena.. there was some silence before both you and clarisse went to talk at the same time. You chuckled quietly as clarisse shifted awkwardly.

“Look im sorry about last Night”

“It’s Fine lise, Actually i wanted to apologize“ You admitted and leaned against the wall.

“Why.”

“Well i mean i was a Little high and there was so many people around I shouldn’t of kissed you I—”

“no no it’s fine you were just trying to cheer me up”

“I know but still-“

“It’s all good im not Reading into it or anything” clarisse crossed her arms and looked down.

Much to her suprised she saw your face with a playful look on it. “You know what I love about you.. you always let me finish my sentence” you smiled at her and tucked a curl away from her face. “Wanna help me train these new kids?”

“I’d rather kill over”

“Sure” you joked while walking away back towards the kids, Clarisse couldn’t help but watch as you left with a light smile.

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(This is supposed to be a flashback like how it was in the game 😭😭)

Clarisse stood near her cabin pouting though she wouldn’t admit it. Her siblings majorty had either gone back to the cabin or were around the fire partying with the other camera. Clarisse thought it was dumb that the entire camp was celebrating the Hephaestus cabins win in the summer games when the ares cabin should of won.

Looking down clarisse didn’t notice you walking over. “So, how’s the pouting session going hm?” You leaned on the railing of the ares cabin porch beside clarisse.

“I’m not pouting”

“Mmm yes You are”

Clarisse rolled her eyes at your comment. “What do You want” she complained. “Well I’d really like to hangout with the girl who told me she was gonna show me a good time after she won the war games”

She scoffed. “Does it look like i fucking won” You however laughed. “Nah you look like your pouting” before clarisse could respond You grabbed her hand and lead her towards the campfire.

Placing her hands on your hips and wrapping your arms around clarisses neck you started to dance with her while some song played in the muffled distance. The two started to slowly sway.

“Well” You dramatically sighed. “Since your not in a bad mood I guess I can’t offer you anything to feel better” Clarisse raised an eyebrow wanting to know what you were getting at. “Oh yeah? And what was that”

You shook your head, moving one of your hands seat from clarisses neck you started to play with one of her curls. “You Just Said you weren’t pouting so I can’t tell you.. unless of course you were lying” you gave her a Cheshire Cat smile. She gave you an intimidating look but eventually broke character. “Fine I was pouting”

“Really?! Oh you poor baby”

“Don’t be a bitch about it”

You laughed quietly, sighing you placed your hand back around clarisses neck and just smiled at her. Clarisse rolled her eyes at your antics. “You know there all staring at you” she whispered.

“Maybe their staring at you” you whispered back admiring the girls face “or maybe their jealous”, but she just shook her head. “Nothing to be jealous of, I’m just a girl”

You moved a hand from her neck to cheek. “Clarisse, your so much more than that” you gently rubbed her cheek before leaning in and kissing her.

Clarisse gasped but quickly kissed back squeezing your waist in response. The kiss however was short when James walked past shoving his shoulder into clarisses.

She looked back pissed off. “Excuse you” she grabbed his shoulder and turned him.. james was some unclaimed kid that no one could careless about. He just scoffed. “This is a whole camp event keep the PDA to a minimum”

You rolled your eyes. “Sorry.. sorry!” You whined and grabbed clarisses Hand to lead her away. James shifted his stance. “Remeber there’s younger campers around”

“Yeah like your Setting such a Great example” You rolled your eyes.

“Great what this camp needs.. another loud mouth dyke” you felt clarisse stop walking and watched as she turned around.. you put a hand on her chest to stop her but she didn’t care. “The fuck did you just say!”

“Clarisse”

Clarisse shoved james back, before an actually fight could break out Chiron had stepped in.. multiple campers crowded around— out of embarrassment you just left. The daughter of ares eventually calmed before she had noticed you were gone.

She stormed back to her cabin, slumping down in her bed and mentally complaining wondering if she fucked everything up.

#lesbian #wlw #clarisse la rue #clarisse pjo #clarisse my beloved #clarisse x reader #clarisse larue #pjo fanfic #percy jackson fanfiction

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bookclub4m · 8 months ago

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35 Non-fiction Graphic Novels by BIPOC Authors

Every month Book Club for Masochists: A Readers’ Advisory Podcasts chooses a genre at random and we read and discuss books from that genre. We also put together book lists for each episode/genre that feature works by BIPOC (Black, Indigenous, & People of Colour) authors. All of the lists can be found here.

This Place: 150 Years Retold

Zodiac: A Graphic Memoir by Ai Weiwei with Elettra Stamboulis & Gianluca Costantini

Nat Turner by Kyle Baker

The Talk by Darrin Bell

The Best We Could Do by Thi Bui

I’m a Wild Seed by Sharon Lee De la Cruz

Messy Roots: A Graphic Memoir of a Wuhanese American by Laura Gao

Stamped from the Beginning: A Graphic History of Racist Ideas in America by Joel Christian Gill and Ibram X. Kendi

Wake: The Hidden History of Women-Led Slave Revolts by Rebecca Hall and Hugo Martinez

The 500 Years of Resistance Comic Book by Gord Hill

Good Talk: A Memoir in Conversations by Mira Jacob

The American Dream? A Journey on Route 66 Discovering Dinosaur Statues, Muffler Man, and the Perfect Breakfast Burrito: a Graphic Memoir by Shing Yin Khor

Banned Book Club by Kim Hyun Sook, Ryan Estrada, and Ko Hyung-Ju

In Limbo by Deb J.J. Lee

This Country: Searching for Home in (Very) Rural America by Navied Mahdavian

Mexikid: A Graphic Memoir by Pedro Martín

Monstrous: A Transracial Adoption Story by Sarah Myer

Steady Rollin': Preacher Kid, Black Punk and Pedaling Papa by Fred Noland

Citizen 13660 by Mine Okubo

Your Black Friend and Other Strangers by Ben Passmore

Kwändǖr by Cole Pauls

Worm: A Cuban American Odyssey by Edel Rodriguez

Power Born of Dreams: My Story is Palestine by Mohammad Sabaaneh

A First Time for Everything by Dan Santat

Persepolis: The Story of a Childhood by Marjane Satrapi

Grandmothers, Our Grandmothers: Remembering the "Comfort Women" of World War II by Han Seong-Won

Death Threat by Vivek Shraya and Ness Lee

Palimpsest: Documents From A Korean Adoption by Lisa Wool-Rim Sjöblom

Big Black: Stand at Attica by Frank "Big Black" Smith, Jared Reinmuth, and Améziane

Victory. Stand!: Raising My Fist for Justice by Tommie Smith, Dawud Anyabwile, and Derrick Barnes

The High Desert by James Spooner

They Called Us Enemy by George Takei, Justin Eisinger, Steven Scott, and Harmony Becker

Feelings by Manjit Thapp

The Black Panther Party: A Graphic Novel History by David F. Walker and Marcus Kwame Anderson

Now Let Me Fly: A Portrait of Eugene Bullard by Ronald Wimberly and Braham Revel

#booklists #non-fiction #graphic novels #comics

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ao3feed-danielsousa · 1 year ago

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Doesn't Mean They're Lost Forever

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/iXEnM9y

by lizziesromanova

An Au set in a Marvel/Aos/Xmen universe where Y/n discovers that there have been unknown guests living in her house... and she's now determined to make everything okay for them.

Words: 16158, Chapters: 3/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. (TV), Marvel Cinematic Universe, X-Men - All Media Types

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/F, Gen

Characters: Wanda Maximoff, Pietro Maximoff, Tessa | Sage, Jean Grey, Scott Lang, Scott Summers, Maria Hill, Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Moira MacTaggert, Charles Xavier, Erik Lehnsherr, Raven | Mystique, Logan (X-Men), Ororo Munroe | Bloodstorm, Hank McCoy, Rogue (X-Men), Remy LeBeau, Kurt Wagner, Colossus, Bobby Drake, Jubilee, Kitty Pryde, Alex Summers, Warren Worthington II, Nathaniel Malick, Wade Wilson, Lorna Dane, Toad (X-Men), Pyro, Tony Stark, Steve Rogers, Thor (Marvel), Bruce Banner, Clint Barton, Vision (Marvel), Sam Wilson (Marvel), James "Rhodey" Rhodes, James "Bucky" Barnes, Hope Van Dyne, Carol Danvers, Peter Quill, Rocket Raccoon, Groot (Marvel), Phil Coulson, Melinda May, Skye | Daisy Johnson, Leo Fitz, Jemma Simmons, Grant Ward, Alphonso "Mack" Mackenzie, Bobbi Morse, Lance Hunter, Elena "Yo-Yo" Rodriguez, Jeffrey Mace, Holden Radcliffe, Daniel Sousa, Wong (Marvel), Stephen Strange, Nick Fury

Relationships: Wanda Maximoff/Reader, Pietro Maximoff/Tessa | Sage, Jean Grey/Scott Summers, Maria Hill/Natasha Romanov, Moira MacTaggert/Charles Xavier, Erik Lehnsherr & Charles Xavier

Additional Tags: Protective Wanda Maximoff, Pietro Maximoff Lives, Lesbian Wanda Maximoff, Teen Jean Grey, Jean Grey Lives, Alternate Universe - Everyone Lives/Nobody Dies, Alternate Universe - College/University

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/iXEnM9y

#IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic #daniel sousa #agent carter

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edgessunflower · 1 year ago

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Masterlist 91

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thenoticeblog · 1 year ago

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Willow: House of Griots | Pilot Script Table Reading

We’re back at it again with the Principal Cast of “Willow: House of Griots,” working through a table reading for the Pilot Episode. We discussed upcoming events, reviewed production scheduling and details, watched our short film “Willow: State of Emergency,” and sunk our teeth into this special 90-minute pilot episode of “House of Griots.” Much love to Elliot Guilbe for the Photography, Glenn Quentin for the Production Support, and Sultan Ali for the Marketing Support.

Principal Cast Ashley Noel Jones as Willow Kerubo Brown Suzanne Darrell as Iyoba the Foundress Cameisha Cotton as Diane X Kirrin Tubo as Taina Lilian Oben as Vanessa Charles Masiko Ensemble Reader Tommy Coleman Stage Directions Reader Heru Khuti

Showrunner & Writer Paul A. Notice II

Heads Up: Our Short Film “Willow: House of Griots” will be available on Amazon Prime later this year. Keep an eye out for our announcement. In the meantime, save the date for our upcoming Short Film Screening at Weeksville Heritage Center coming OCTOBER, 21st, 2023! Details coming soon!

You can Support “Willow: House of Griots” here.

Special Thanks to all of our supporters: Josmar Trujillo Nana Dakin Will Duggan James Reilly Kirrin Tubo Paul Notice Sr. Marco Rodriguez Nyle Emerson Doreen Notice Jade Notice Nichole Villafane Sita Sarkar Justin Prince Kiera Williams Paul VanDeCarr Jeannette Colyvas Daniel Notice Laura Edmondson Tommy Schaperkotter Glinetta Collins Larry Powell Erica Saucedo Megan & Liv Jeannette Colyvas Ian Harkins Jim Costanzo Melissa Noelle The Ellen & Andrew G. Celli Foundation, Inc. Holly Heckart Sarah Fleming Edward Rice Ataefiok Etukeren Joann Selvidge James Gantt Jade Notice Marie Casimir Rama Orleans-Lindsay Shiloh Hodges Benedict Nguyen Lizette Vernon Lily Bo-Shapiro Saleem Kashif Kendra Foster Anika Chowdhury Lia Bonfilio Katrina Reid Zell Davis Robin Holmes Gabby Sherba

#willow #article #Willow screening #willow project #willow horror

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catsprobably · 6 years ago

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New Fan

Request: can you write for James where his wife is giving birth to their second child, a baby boy this time, and Salomé's reaction meeting the baby?

AN: Wow this was very cute and I loved writing it. I’m very sorry for not posting anything for such a long time :/ I have an Emotional™️ fic planned for the future based off some of the requests you guys sent in, so watch out for that soon. Thanks for your support!

Warnings: EXTREME FLUFF, mentions of a miscarriage

Word Count: 1729

Your husband began to cook dinner, stirring the pot on the stove in the kitchen. You and James had been married just over a year before the two of you decided to try for a baby and after only a few months you found out you were expecting. But then there was the miscarriage. It broke your heart. And it took you and James a long time to heal from that. You had taken a break from trying. You weren’t ready to go through anything like that again. But it seems as though life had different plans.

Now you were almost 4 months pregnant. The doctor said you and the baby were in excellent health. You were terrified but the excitement you felt was beginning to overpower that. Both of you were excited, although James was overly excited after finding out it was a boy. The two of you still hadn’t picked out a name for the baby, however, but you weren’t stressed about it. You had plenty of time.

You were worried about telling Salomé. The two of you had bonded quickly when you started dating James and now she was like your own daughter. You loved her so much and you felt guilty for not telling her yet, but to be fair only James actually knew you were expecting. But now you decided it was time to tell her. You couldn’t hide your bump with oversized t-shirts anymore.

James and you had gotten her a shirt that said “Best Big Sister” and wrapped it for her to open. It was blue, her favorite color, with white, cursive lettering and cute little daisies.

“(Y/N)!” Salomé ran through the front door and straight over to you.

“Hi, sweetheart. Did you have fun at school today?”

She nodded excitedly and looked up at you with big brown eyes. James came through the kitchen opening with Salo’s present.

“Hello, Princesa,” he said and she ran over to him, jumping into his open arms. He picked her up and spun her around before depositing her on a chair in the dining room. “Salo, (Y/N) and I wanted to give you something,” he handed her the box with the shiny green and white striped paper.

She tore into the paper and pulled the top off the box. She pulled out the shirt and furrowed her brows, reading the writing on the shirt.

“What does it say, Salo?”

“Best Big Sister? But I’m not a big sister,” she said in confusion. She looked at the two of you for clarification, and then noticed your hand on your swollen belly. Her eyes widened, “you’re going to have a baby?”

You nodded and she jumped up, wrapping her arms around you in a hug. “ So you’re excited to be a big sister?” You asked, pulling back to look at her face and smooth the curls away from her eyes. You felt James move to stand behind you and you gently lean back against him

“Yes!!! Is it a boy or a girl?”

“A boy.”

“Yay! Ohmygosh! I’m so excited!”

You felt James laugh behind you, and Salo pulled back and untangled herself from your arms. “He’ll be here in a few months. Do you want to see his room?” You had put his room across the hall from her room, hoping she wouldn’t protest. Salo nodded and you led her to the nursery.

The rest of the evening was spent answering her many questions (“where do babies come from?” utterly terrified James and you thought he was going to have an aneurism when she asked that). Eventually she calmed down and the two of you managed to convince her to go to sleep for the night.

And the next couple months passed in a blur, everything moving much quicker than you had anticipated. Everyday you felt more and more like a whale and you ankles and feet began to swell from the baby. Your back and breasts and feet and basically everything ached all. The. Time. After 8 and a half months, you were more than ready for this pregnancy to be done. You and James spent every minute of your free time preparing for the baby, painting the nursery, building the crib (Ikea was currently on your bad list) and reading every baby book you got your hands on.

Salo also helped prepare for the baby. She insisted on painting your toenails to cheer you up, because you definitely couldn’t reach your feet. She helped paint the nursery and she helped you back your overnight bag for in the hospital.

You particularly appreciated James and his extra attention. He was always mindful of what might be ailing you, he rubbed your feet when he knew you had been standing a lot during the day, and he massaged your shoulders when he saw you grimace and reach for them. He also cooked most of the meals, and catered to all the weird cravings you had. The two of you had been going to lamaze classes and you felt well prepared for this baby.

Until your water broke.

It was late, about 10 at night, when you felt the liquid running down your legs. You gasped at the feeling and James rushed into the kitchen where you had gone to get a snack for the two of you.

“Well, I guess we’re not watching a movie tonight.” He laughed at the annoyed expression on your face as you said that and pulled you into a hug.

“Hey, we don’t have to leave yet. Have you had any contractions? We don’t have to leave until they’re 7 minutes apart.”

You were about to tell him you hadn’t felt anything yet when your first contraction ripped through you, making you double over and clench your eyes shut for a moment before the pain faded and you straightened.

“Alright I guess I’ll start the stop watching to see how far apart they are.”

You nodded and began to waddle away to change out of your wet clothes.

You came back downstairs a few minutes later, in a loose maternity dress, just as another contraction began. After the pain faded you turned to James, “how long was that?”

“8 and a half minutes. We could leave now if you want. We do have to drop Salo off with Thiago.”

You nodded, “I’ll go get my bag and call him. Do you want to get Salo? I’ll meet you at the car.”

In 10 minutes you hobbled back down the steps with your bag in tow, having called Thiago to tell him you were coming. James’ Bayern teammate was more than excited to finally meet the newest FC Bayern fan.

You met James at the car and he took your bag and tossed it in the back, along with Salo’s. He started the car and drove the 15 minutes to Thiago’s house, who met you at the door and cradled a sleepy Salomé in one arm and her bag in the other and wished you luck before heading back inside.

James pulled back out onto the highway and another contraction, your sixth (you thought, although you had kind of lost count) started to tear through you. James saw your pained expression and grasped your hand tight in his, keeping you grounded and letting you know you weren’t alone in this.

When you got to the hospital they rushed you to delivery where you met your OB/GYN. After several long hours of labor, (you were cursing James half the time for putting you in this situation) you finally got hold your baby boy.

The nurse placed him into your arms and James came to stand next to you, placing an arm around your shoulders.

“He so… perfect,” you whispered as the baby cooed.

James was silent for a moment, taking in his son. “We still have to pick a name for him.”

“How about (B/N)?”

“I love it,” James said, kissing your forehead and resting his head next to yours.

It was early morning, about 8, so James figured Thiago and Salo would be awake by now, and he left you alone with (B/N), who was looking up at you with James’ big brown eyes. You held his tiny pink hand and made baby noises to your bundle of joy. After almost half an hour, James returned to your room and peaked his head in.

“Are you up for some visitors?”

You were tired but you didn’t think you could sleep anyway so you nodded and he opened the door and Thiago stepped in with Salo.

You gave them a tired smile. “Salo, do you want to meet your new brother (B/N)?”

She tentatively stepped towards you and you leaned towards her so she could see the baby.

“Do you want to hold him with Daddy’s help?” She nodded, not taking her eyes off her little brother. You handed your son to James, who sat on the chair near the bed. Salomé climbed up into his lap and he wrapped his arms around her and help the baby in front of her. You watched the two of them for a little, a small smile coming across your face.

“You’re exhausted, huh?” Thiago stood next to your bed, his arms crossed as he watched the others.

“Oh my god you have no idea,” you said with a small laugh.

“I can imagine,” he said with the hint of a smile, “hey, guys, why don’t we take this party outside so Mommy can get some rest?”

James and Salo looked up from the baby and James’ eyes fell on you, a look of guilt and sympathy crossing his face. “That’s a great idea, uncle Thiago. Can you take the baby for a second?” He handed (B/N) over to Thiago and Thiago and Salo made their way to the door. James leaned down next to you and kissed you on the forehead. “We’ll be back in a bit. Get some rest. I love you.”

You smiled and pulled him down for a quick kiss on the lips, the taste of coffee lingered on your tongue from his lips. “Thank you. I love you too.” James turned and joined Thiago and Salomé and you collapsed back onto the pillows, closing your eyes and falling into an exhausted but peaceful sleep.

#james rodriguez fic #james rodriguez x reader #james rodriguez imagine #x reader #football imagine

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flyingkangaroo · 2 years ago

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Me when I'm trying to go to sleep like:

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jessicaaatje · 2 years ago

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People I'll write for

Some will be platonic, but sometimes I can make them not platonic. You can make couples, then I will maybe write a poly fic, or one where the couple are the parents of the reader.

WOSO

Alex Morgan

Christen Press

Ashlyn Harris

Ali Krieger

Tobin Heath

Lindsey Horan

Emily Sonnett

Kelley O'Hara

Hope Solo

Leah Williamson

Jill Roord

Jackie Groenen

Vivianne Miedema

Alexia Putellas

Jenni Hermoso

And more...

STRANGER THINGS

Max Mayfield

Eleven

Nancy Wheeler

Robin Buckley

Susy

Erica Sinclair

Chrissy

Kali

Platonic

Will Byers

Mike Wheeler

Lucas Sinclair

Dustin Henderson

Eddie Munson

Steve Harrington

Parents

Jim Hopper

Joyce Byers

Bob Newby

Murray

MARVEL

Natasha Romanoff

Wanda Maximoff

Yelena Belova

Daisy Johnson

Jemma Simmons

Melinda May

Kate Bishop

Elena Rodriguez

Bobbi Morse

Sprite

Darcy Lewis

And more...

Platonic

Leo Fitz

Deke Shaw

Mack

Peter Parker

Pietro Maximoff

And more...

GLEE

Santana Lopez

Quinn Fabray

Marley Rose

Mercedes Jones

Platonic

Kurt Hummel

Noah Puckerman

Blaine Anderson

Sara Lance

Zari Tarazi

Zari Tomaz

Spooner

Astra Logue

Gideon

Amaya Jiwe

Charlie

Ava Sharpe

Kara Danvers

Alex Danvers

Maggie Sawyer

Lena Luthor

Laurel Lance

Thea Queen

Mia Queen

Dinah Drake

Felicity Smoak

Killer Frost

Caitlin Snow

Nora West-Allen

Allegra Garcia

Jesse Quick

Lois Lane

Sarah Dawes

Nyssa al Ghul

Platonic

Most of the boys in the arrowverse

CRIMINAL MINDS

Emily Prentiss

Jennifer Jareau

Alex Blake

Kate Cahallan

Elle Greenaway

Penelope Garcia

Platonic

Derek Morgan

Spencer Reid

Parent

Aaron Hotchner

David Rossi

Jason Gideon

PITCH PERFECT

Becca Mitchell

Chloe Beale

Aubrey Posen

Emily Junk

Fat Amy

QUANTICO

Alex Parrish

Shelby Wyatt

Nimah and her Sister

DISNEY

DESCENDANTS

Mal

Evie

Uma

Audrey

TVD

Caroline Forbes

Bonnie Bennett

Lizzie Saltzman

Hope Mikealson

Josie Saltzman

Penelope Park

Rebekah Mikealson

Hayley Marshall

Davina Claire

Freya Mikealson

ARCANE

Jinx

Powder

Lost In Space

Penny Robinson

Judy Robinson

Platonic

Will Robinson

HUNGER GAMES

Katniss Everdeen

Foxface

Primrose Everdeen

Johanna Mason

And mkre from the 74th hunger games women

TWILIGHT

Alice Cullen

Leah Clearwater

Reneesmee Cullen

Rosalie Hale

HARRY POTTER

Ginny Weasley

Hermione Granger

Luna Lovegood

Tonks

Daphne Greengrass

Lily Evans

Platonic

Fred Weasley

George Weasley

Parents

Remus Lupin

Sirius Black

James Potter

Remus x Sirius

James x Lily

ZERO CHILL

Kayla

Ava Hammerstrom

Sky

GAME OF THRONES

Arya Stark

Sansa Stark

Ygritte

Brienne

Margaery Tyrell

Daenerys Targaryen

REIGN

Mary Stuart

Lola

Kenna

Greer

THE 100

Clarke Griffin

Octavia Blake

Harper

Raven Reyes

Lexa

Anya

Madi Griffin

Cobra Kai

Sam LaRusso

Top Gun

Penny Benjamin

Amelia Benjamin

Natasha 'Phoenix' Trace

Platonic

Bradley 'Rooster' Bradshaw

'Hangman'

Parents

Pete 'Maverick' Mitchell

'Iceman'

'Goose'

More To Come!

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barcaavengers · 4 years ago

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Imagine Masterlist

Football Imagines

Neymar Jr. Imagines

Out In The Open Series: Finished

part 1 || part 2 || part 3 || part 4 || part 5 || part 6

Playing With Fire Series: Finished

Part 1 || Part 2 || Part 3 || Part 4

Illicit Affairs: In Process

Part 1 || Part 2

Relaxing (smut)

Rafinha Alcantara

He Knows Series: Finished

part 1 || part 2 || part 3 || part 4 || part 5 || part 6 || part 7 || Part 8

Changes: Unfinished

part 1 ||

Dinner

It makes me love you more (smut)

Cristiano Ronaldo x Reader x Neymar

Complicated

Marc Andre Ter Stegen

You Got This

David Luiz x Reader x Neymar

It just happened

Aleksandar Kolarov

If Its Meant To Be

Sergi Roberto

Baby Boom (smut)

Hector Bellerin

Support

Childish

Marco Asensio

Choosing Sides

James Rodriguez

Gamers to Lovers

Miami Vacations (smut)

Roman Burki

Maybe a Little (smut)

Alex Chamberlain

Surprise Me

Marvel Imagines

Loki Laufeyson

Change of Plans

Coming Down Series: Finished

Part 1 || Part 2

Erik Killmonger

Special Attention (smut)

T'Challa

Stay Series: Finished

Part 1|| Part 2|| Part 3|| Part 4

Peter Parker

Warriors: Finished

Part 1 || Part 2

Bucky Barnes

Weakness Series: In Process

Part 1 || Part 2 ||

The Maze Runner

Newt

Decisions

Complete Safe Haven

New Beginning

Irreversible Series: In Process

Part 1|| Part 2 || Part 3 || Part 4

Air Vents (smut)

Others

Daveed Diggs

Misunderstandings

John Ambrose McClaren

Letting Go: In Process

Part 1 || Part 2

Harry Wells

Willing to Wait for It

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myysaints · 4 years ago

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... AND IT'S LIGHTS OUT, AND AWAY WE GO !

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ⁰¹ mastertags

ㅤㅤ ֹ ۪ ಮ just in! ↬┊ from friends to this (logan sargeant x reader)

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💌 ˖ ��࿐ all my works are sfw . any trigger/content warnings can be found at the top of each post.

REQUESTS ── open! (might take a while to get to u, having exams rn)

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤNOW SHOWING... 📽

FORD V. FERRARI dir. James Mangold ─ formula 1 masterlist

AMERICAN PSYCHO dir. Mary Harron ─ criminal minds masterlist

INTERSTELLAR dir. Christopher Nolan ─ star wars masterlist

ALITA: BATTLE ANGEL dir. Robert Rodriguez ─ mcu masterlist

A GHOST STORY dir. David Lowery ─ harry potter masterlist

LOVE, ROSIE dir. Christian Ditter ─ miscellaneous masterlist

#masterlist

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talesofnox · 3 years ago

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FANDOM LIST

THESE ARE THE FANDOMS AND CHARACTERS (AND SHIPS) I WILL WRITE FOR!

THERE WILL BE PLATONIC AND FAMILIAL SHIPS AND THEY WILL BE SPECIFIED! NO INCEST OF ANY TYPE IS PERMITTED IN MY REQUEST BOX!

I SUPPORT ANY TYPE OF SHIP (GAY / LESBIAN / LGBTQ+) SO REQUEST AWAY!

FOR ANY REASON, if a fandom or character (is)...

CROSSED OUT! I no longer write for the fandom or character.

HAS A “☆” NEXT TO IT! It is one of my favorite fandoms or characters to write for.

Without further ado, here are the lists (IN ALPHABETICAL ORDER)

CRIMINAL MINDS

X READER / OC (SPECIFY IN REQUEST)

☆ SPENCER REID

DEREK MORGAN

PENELOPE GARCIA

EMILY PRENTISS

JENNIFER “JJ” JAREAU

BAU TEAM

SHIPS / PLATONIC

SPENCER REID X DEREK MORGAN

MASTERLIST

DETROIT: BECOME HUMAN

X READER / OC (SPECIFY IN REQUEST)

CONNOR

HANK

GENERAL CHARACTERS (POLICE, ETC)

SHIPS / PLATONIC

N/A

MASTERLIST

GLEE

X READER / OC (SPECIFY IN REQUEST

MIKE CHANG

SEBASTIAN SMYTHE

GENERAL CHARACTERS (NEW DIRECTIONS, WARBLERS, ETC)

SHIPS / PLATONIC

N/A

HARRY POTTER

GOLDEN ERA:

X READER / OC (SPECIFY IN REQUEST)

HARRY POTTER

HERMIONE GRANGER

RON WEASLEY

GINNY WEASLEY

FRED WEASLEY

GEORGE WEASLEY

WEASLEY TWINS

PERCY WEASLEY

CHARLIE WEASLEY

WILLIAM “BILL” WEASLEY

SEAMUS FINNEGAN

DEAN THOMAS

☆ NEVILLE LONGBOTTOM

CEDRIC DIGGORY

OLIVER WOOD

GOLDEN TRIO

WEASLEY FAMILY

SHIPS / PLATONIC

SEAMUS FINNEGAN X DEAN THOMAS

OLIVER WOOD X PERCY WEASLEY

MARAUDERS ERA

X OC / READER (SPECIFY IN REQUEST)

JAMES POTTER

LILY EVANS

REMUS LUPIN

SIRIUS BLACK

(YOUNG) PETER PETTIGREW

MARLENE MCKINNON

DORCAS MEADOWES

FABIAN PREWETT

GIDEON PREWETT

PREWETT TWINS

SHIPS / PLATONIC

JAMES POTTER X LILY EVANS

REMUS LUPIN X SIRIUS BLACK

MARLENE MCKINNON X DORCAS MEADOWES

MASTERLIST

LES MISERABLES

X READER / OC (SPECIFY IN REQUEST)

ENJOLRAS

COURFEYRAC

GRANTAIRE

EPONINE

GAVROCHE

BARRICADE BOYS

SHIPS / PLATONIC

ENJOLRAS X GRANTAIRE

MASTERLIST

MARVEL (AVENGERS)

X READER / OC (SPECIFY IN REQUEST)

TONY STARK

STEVE ROGERS

STONY

BUCKY BARNES

STUCKY

SAM WILSON

NATASHA ROMANOFF

PIETRO MAXIMOFF

PETER PARKER

TEAM CAP

AVENGERS

SHIPS / PLATONIC

STUCKY

STONY

MASTERLIST

MAZE RUNNER (SCORCH TRIALS / DEATH CURE)

X READER / OC (SPECIFY IN REQUEST)

THOMAS

NEWT

☆ MINHO

WINSTON

GALLY

ZART

JEFF

CLINT

CHUCK

GLADER BOYS

SHIPS / PLATONIC

THOMAS X NEWT

THOMAS X MINHO

JEFF X CLINT

MASTERLIST

☆ MERLIN

X READER / OC (SPECIFY IN REQUEST)

MERLIN

ARTHUR PENDRAGON

SIR LEON

SIR ELYAN

SIR LANCELOT

SIR PERCIVA;

SIR GWAINE

GUINEVERE

MORGANA PENDRAGON

MORDRED

KNIGHTS

MERLIN CAST

SHIPS / PLATONIC

MERLIN X ARTHUR PENDRAGON

☆ MERLIN X SIR GWAINE

☆ MERLIN X LANCELOT

MERLIN X LEON

PERCIVAL X GWAINE

MORGANA X GWEN

ROUND TABLE X MERLIN

ROUND TABLE X FEM!MERLIN

MASTERLIST

NATIONAL TREASURE

X READER / OC (SPECIFY IN REQUEST)

☆ RILEY POOLE

BEN GATES

ABIGAIL CHASE

TRIO

SHIPS / PLATONIC

N/A

MASTERLIST

☆ NEWSIES (MOVIE OR MUSICAL - SPECIFY)

X READER / OC (SPECIFY IN REQUEST)

JACK KELLY

DAVID “DAVEY” JACOBS

CRUTCHIE(Y) MORRIS

LES JACOBS

SARAH JACOBS

KATHERINE PLUMBER

RACETRACK HIGGINS

SPOT CONLON

ALBERT DASILVA

☆ ROMEO

MUSH MEYES

BUTTONS DAVENPORT

ELMER KAZPRZAK

HENRY

JOJO DE LA GUERRA

☆ SKITTERY

TUMBLER

FINCH CORTEZ

SNIPESHOOTER

BOOTS

SMALLS (MALE OR FEMALE)

OSCAR DELANCEY

MORRIS DELANCEY

NEWSIES

SHIPS / PLATONIC

JACK KELLY X DAVID JACOBS

JACK KELLY X KATHERINE PLUMBER

SARAH JACOBS X KATHERINE PLUMBER

RACETRACK HIGGINS X SPOT CONLON

SPOT CONLON X SARAH JACOBS

MASTERLIST

THE SANDLOT

X READER / OC (SPECIFY IN REQUEST)

BENNY RODRIGUEZ

SCOTTY SMALLS

MICHAEL “SQUINTS” PALLEDOROUS

ALAN “YEAH-YEAH” MCCLENNAN

SANDLOT BOYS

SHIPS / PLATONIC

BENNY RODRIGUEZ / SCOTTY SMALLS

MASTERLIST

Enjoy this list and make requests if you please. I would love to write more often than I do, so please help me out!

#masterlist #writing #writingrules #writerscommunity #criminal minds #detroit: become human #glee #harry potter #les mis #les miserables #avengers #marvel #newsies #national treasure #merlin #the sandlot

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markodragic · 4 years ago

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I writed my first micah x reader fic, pls be nice 2 me ❤️❤️❤️

Y/n woke up and stepped out of her tent into the cool morning air, tying her hair up into a tidy ponytail. She made her way to the campfire with only one person on her mind as she sat down and poured herself some coffee.

“Good morning everyone! Where’s Micah?” She asked eagerly.

“Wild chimpanzees attacked him in the night.” Replied Hosea taking a massive fucking bong rip.

Y/n rushed off in a frenzy but by the time she reached him it was too late and there was already about four or five people doing the urkel on his lifeless body, so she wБог сказал: «Да наполнится вода живностью, и да полетят над землей по небосводу птицы». Бог сказал: «Да наполнится вода живностью, и да полетят над землей по небосводу птицы».

Malcolm in the Middle is an American television sitcom created by Linwood Boomer for Fox. The series premiered on January 9, 2000, and ended its six-year run on May 14, 2006, after seven seasons and 151 episodes. The series received critical acclaim and won a Peabody Award, seven Emmy Awards, one Grammy Award and seven Golden Globe nominations.

The series follows a dysfunctional working class family and stars Frankie Muniz in the lead role as Malcolm, an adolescent who tests at a genius level. While he enjoys his intelligence, he greatly resents having to take special classes for gifted children, which are mocked by the rest of the kids at school and called "Krelboynes", referring to the clumsy and nerdy lead character from The Little Shop of Horrors. Jane Kaczmarek plays Malcolm's overbearing, hotheaded and stubborn mother, Lois, and Bryan Cranston plays his immature, manic, but loving father, Hal. Christopher Kennedy Masterson plays eldest brother, Francis, the trouble-making son who, in earlier episodes, was in military school, but eventually marries and settles into a steady job. Justin Berfield is Malcolm's dimwitted older brother, Reese, a cruel bully who tortures Malcolm at home, even while he defends him at school. Erik Per Sullivan plays younger brother, Dewey, who is people smart, musically talented, and concerned about his well-being. In earlier episodes, the show's focus was on Malcolm, but as the series progressed, it explored all six members of the family more. Another character, Jamie (James and Lukas Rodriguez), was introduced as the fifth son of Hal and Lois at the end of Season 4.

The show received widespread praise from critics and proved an extremely popular draw for the network. Critics Alan Sepinwall and Matt Zoller Seitz named it the 50th greatest American Television series of all time in TV (The Book), and it was placed No. 88 on Entertainment Weekly's "New TV Classics" list,[1]. Sepinwall additionally listed it as one of the 10 best shows in Fox network history

#rdr2 #micah bell #micah bell x reader

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daisybeewrites · 3 years ago

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hey! i haven’t updated this in a while so here are the characters/ships i write for! no smut please (keep any steamier asks PG13)

Agents of SHIELD

Dousy (Daisy Johnson/Daniel Sousa)

Fitzsimmons (Jemma Simmons/Leo Fitz)

Phillinda (Phil Coulson/Melinda May)

Phillindaisy (platonic Phillinda&Daisy)

Skimmons/Bioquake (Daisy Johnson/Jemma Simmons)

Mackelena (Mack/Elena Yo-yo Rodriguez)

Huntingbird (Lance Hunter/Bobbi Morse)

Simmorse (Jemma Simmons/Bobbi Morse)

Fitzhunter (Leo Fitz/Lance Hunter)

platonic!Fitzdaisy (Daisy Johnson&Leo Fitz)

platonic!Daisymack (Daisy Johnson&Mack)

other platonic/group fics

any above characters x reader

Harry Potter Universe

Mauraders Era

Sirius Black

Remus Lupin

James Potter

Lily Evans

Fantastic Beasts Era

Newtina (Newt Scamander/Tina Goldstein)

Tina Goldstein

Newt Scamander

Theseus Scamander

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cali-holland · 4 years ago

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Golden Bullets, Ch. 6: The Spy Who Loves Me

Harrison Osterfield X Reader, James Bond!AU

Harrison Osterfield, Agent 007, was once the best MI6 agent around with the astounding reputation as a womanizer. Between illegal gold smuggling and black market trading of weapons, he finds himself deeper in his latest mission than intended, weaving himself into a web of the criminal organization, S.P.E.C.T.R.E.. At the center of it all is the one woman who’s never fallen for his charms- you, Agent 006, the best MI6 agent, the new assistant director of the program, and his new partner.

Word Count: 4100

Gif is not mine

Golden Bullets Masterlist

Masterlist Harrison Osterfield Masterlist

Let me know if you want to be added to the series tag list

Warnings: violence (character death, punching, kicking, brass knuckles, guns, explosions, choking- just everything), swearing, sexual themes

Featured Song: Nobody Does It Better Carly Simon from The Spy Who Loved Me (1977)

~ “But like heaven above me, the spy who loved me is keepin’ all my secrets safe tonight, and nobody does it better, though sometimes I wish someone could, nobody does it quite the way you do, why’d you have to be so good?”

This was also for @spideygirl2003 ‘s 800 follower writing challenge with the prompt “It’s okay. It’s gonna be okay.” (I forgot to add this in the original haha)

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“Kentucky.” You heard Q call out as you stepped out of the hotel bathroom.

“What about Kentucky?” You asked, running a towel over your hair in an attempt to dry it faster. Just an hour ago, Q picked you up from near the river; you two grabbed the flash drive and got a small hotel room for the time being- at a different hotel, of course. After a warm and much needed shower, your body was beginning to feel normal again, and it definitely helped that your arm and wrist were both patched up now.

“That’s where they took 007.” Tom replied as his fingers continued to type away on the laptop before he showed it to you. A GPS satellite image showed a map of the U.S. with a blinking red dot right in Kentucky; zooming in, the satellite shifted to display a farm outside of Louisville. “Turns out Goldfinger’s family owned a stud farm. It’s retired now, but it must be a good location to smuggle gold bullions and super spies.”

“And the flash drive?” You opened your suitcase, taking inventory on your guns, itching to leave and shoot something in Kentucky.

“Almost done. Contrary to what you field agents believe, hacking is a lot of work.” He said, and you looked over at him. Glaring, you cocked one of your guns as if to say “test me”. He held up his hands defensively and you refocused on packing. The room was silent for a moment, before Tom spoke up again, “He’ll be alright. 007’s a tough one to break.”

“I’m not worried about him. I want to kill the bitch that keeps attacking me.” You muttered.

“For a spy, you’re shit at lying.” His words made you freeze, and he continued with a laugh, “I know that look in your eye; you’re worried about him, even if you try to hide it as revenge on Galore. You and Harrison- you’re both independent and badass, but you’re both into each other and are just too much of wimps to say anything about it.”

“I killed a dozen men tonight already. I hardly think I classify as a ‘wimp’.” You used air quotes around his descriptive word choice.

“That’s not what I meant and you know it.” Before you could reply, his laptop beeped, signaling he was into the flash drive. “Holy shit.”

“What is it?” You asked, coming to sit beside him to look at the screen. Tom’s eyes trailed over the laptop, taking in the information as he continued to scroll through the files.

“Goldfinger’s planning on blowing up Fort Knox. He’s got the schematics for it and everything right here.”

“How does this connect to S.P.E.C.T.R.E.? And Sciarra? And Le Chiffre?” You questioned, and he began researching more of the files.

“These are-” Tom started.

“Bank records. This is Le Chiffre’s system.” You explained, recognizing it from your time spent tailing him. “Le Chiffre wasn’t his competition, he was an investor in Goldfinger’s plot- that’s why Goldfinger killed him off.” You got up, hurrying to grab your laptop and opening one of the electronic files M had sent. You sat your laptop down next to his on the table.

“Look.” You pointed to the screen. “M sent me a comprehensive list of all the sniper’s targets this morning.” You and Tom looked between the two lists, spotting how every single one of the targets had their bank account on this flash drive.

“Goldfinger was scamming them to become the leader of S.P.E.C.T.R.E. and bombing Fort Knox would make him the sole supplier of gold, too. It’s like a sick, get-rich-quick scheme.” He shook his head in disbelief.

“We need to stop him from getting to Fort Knox.” You paused, “But Silva isn’t on this list. How was he involved?”

“Tiago Rodriuez is, though.” Tom stated, and you looked at him confused. “Tiago Rodriguez is Raoul Silva’s given name. I bet he found out what they were doing and created this flash drive as protection.”

“There needs to be something else on it. Something that Goldfinger and Galore were terrified of losing.”

“I’ll keep looking, but we need to get going. M got us a private jet, and we have a flight to Kentucky to catch.” He had barely finished his sentence and you were already on your feet, gathering your bags. He looked at you for a moment, a humorous smile on his face.

“Are you just going to sit there or are you coming with me?” You asked.

“You’re so into Harrison.” Tom chuckled in amusement, and you scoffed, rolling your eyes at him.

“I will leave you behind if you say one more word.” You threatened, picking up your bags, and he shut off his laptop.

“If it wasn’t for me, you’d have no idea where 007 is.” He reminded you as he put away his things.

“You act like I wouldn’t hunt down Galore with or without you here.” You stated, opening the hotel room door.

“Trust me, I know you would.”

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Everything was a blur. Harrison blinked repeatedly in an attempt to clear his vision. He heard a voice announce that he was awake, and he was quickly reminded of his last memory: getting drugged by Galore in the Montenegro hotel room. He was sitting rather uncomfortably in a wooden chair, his ankles bound to the chair’s feet and his wrists bound together behind his back. And his mouth was covered by what felt like duct tape, leaving his lips feeling dry. His vision finally cleared up, and he took in his surroundings: three metal doors on three of the dark gray walls and a window behind him on the fourth. There were four armed guards in the room as well as Oddjob and a man in a crisp white suit with gold detailing- Goldfinger, no doubt.

“Oh, how lovely of you to join us, 007.” He said, ripping the duct tape from Harrison’s mouth, but leaving it to tauntingly dangle from his cheek.

“How lovely to meet you, Goldfinger.” Harrison replied, sarcastically. Goldfinger stepped closer as Oddjob came up beside the chair, adjusting the cap on his before tugging a brass knuckle onto his hand.

“You and Agent 006 have certainly been a nuisance.” Goldfinger started, and Harrison cut him off.

“Why, you’re welcome.” The air was swiftly knocked out of him as Oddjob threw a painful punch straight into Harrison’s gut. He held onto the back of the chair with one hand to keep it steady. “You couldn’t have started without the brass knuckle.”

“You stole a very valuable flash drive from Sciarra, who stole it from me. Where is it?” He questioned.

“If it’s so valuable, how did Sciarra end up with it?” Harrison let out another groan, hit with another hard punch.

“Where’s the flash drive?”

“I don’t have it.” He shut his eyes, ready for the next blow, but it never came. Instead, Goldfinger just glared at him, narrowing his eyes in anger and frustration. Harrison noted how stressed he looked, raising his eyebrows at Goldfinger, “What’s on that flash drive? You and I both know you’ll kill me in here, so there’s no need for the secrets. Give me the long-winded villain backstory, I’m itching to hear it.”

That time, he earned a punch from Oddjob. Harrison could already feel the bruises forming as his stomach repeatedly got abused, and he could definitely tell Oddjob had been pulling his first few punches.

“I believe you’re familiar with Raoul Silva? Before you killed him, he hacked his way through my system, froze my accounts, stole information. Now, that drive has the final piece to my masterplan, a neurotoxin so powerful that it can wipe out Fort Knox in its entirety.”

“Fort Knox?” Harrison asked, biting back the smirk on his face. “Steal from the U.S. gold supply, brilliant plan.”

“Not steal. Destroy.” Goldfinger stated, a devilish smile on his face. “Now, where the hell is my flash drive?”

“It’s obvious, isn’t it?” A voice said, stepping into the room. Harrison didn’t even look to know it was Galore. “He doesn’t know where it is.”

As she stepped into the room with a small limp in her step, Harrison got a good look at her face. He could see the bruising on her neck, no doubt from his own chokehold on her during their last encounter, but, judging by the fingernail marks, you’d gotten your hands on her, literally. Her perfectly arched eyebrow was interrupted by a large gash over it, some medical bandages doing their best to cover the fresh wound. He also spotted some dried blood in her hair from a gash to the back of her head, and he felt a small wave of pride wash over him. There was only one person that he knew would have given Galore hell- you. He wasn’t surprised at the fact that you put up an impressive fight against her. That pride though was fleeting and was quickly replaced by worry because, if Galore was here, that meant either you were captured or dead, or you somehow managed to escape her clutches better than he had.

“Get into a cat fight, Pussy?” Harrison asked, a smirk finding its way onto his face. She crossed her arms, pursing her lips in annoyance.

“For Agent Y/L/N being MI6’s assistant director, I thought she would have put up a better fight.” She let out a small sigh, watching how Harrison’s jaw tightened involuntarily. “A pity really.”

“What did you do to her?” He questioned through gritted teeth. She laughed wickedly at his emotional response. Goldfinger and Oddjob stepped backward to let Galore come closer to Harrison. She trailed a

“Harrison Osterfield, Agent 007- the famed womanizer falling for the maneater. Who would have thought indeed?” She clicked her tongue in sadistic amusement as her nails began to dig into his skin, making him squirm under her. “Oh, I’m sorry, do you not like me calling her that? Funny, she didn’t take a liking to me calling you womanizer either.”

She let go of him, before pulling the duct tape back over his lips. She took a step back, her cold glare never faltering. Goldfinger shook his head, “I would’ve loved to meet Agent 006 and have my way with her.” Harrison couldn;t refrain from letting out an angry breath, his eyes narrowing at the thought of Goldfinger ‘having his way’ with you. He watched as the man in the suit turned back to Galore, “Where did you leave her again?”

“I left the bitch at the bottom of the river.” At her words, Harrison dropped his head down, and Galore let out another cynical laugh. She, along with Goldfinger and Oddjob, froze as they noticed Harrison’s shoulders start to shake. He threw his head back in laughter, the sounds muffled by the duct tape.

“What is he laughing at?” Goldfinger spat, growing suspicious of the agent in front of him.

Before any of them could react, a bullet went racing through the window and straight into one of the guard’s heads. Everyone ducked as another bullet flew into a second guard’s heart- well, Harrison did his best to duck in his chair.

“How did they find us?” Goldfinger questioned, and Galore and Oddjob drew their guns. Galore looked over at the amused Harrison. A third bullet came through, right into another guard, and immediately afterwards, the last guard was taken by another bullet.

“We need to go.” Galore pulled open the door to the left and escaped with Goldfinger. Just as Oddjob pointed his gun at Harrison, the door right in front of them blew off its hinges, sending Oddjob towards the door to the right, which he quickly got up to escape through. Harrison groaned from the sudden explosion, but as the smoke cleared, he saw your figure come through the doorway.

“Wait on the balcony, my ass.” You said immediately, pocketing your gun as you stepped into the room. You ripped off the duct tape from his mouth, giving him no time to prepare for the pain.

“Ow.” He muttered. “Watch the lips, I need those.”

“Oh, do you now?” You replied. You grabbed out a knife from your belt to cut his ankles free.

“Don’t act like you didn’t enjoy these lips.” Harrison teased with a smirk as you reached around him to free his wrists, your face just inches from his. The second his wrists were loose, he untangled himself from the ropes and grabbed your cheeks to kiss you. You couldn’t help the smile that formed on your face as your lips moved against his.

“Moneypenny owes me 50 pounds.” You pulled away from Harrison, hearing Tom’s voice in your ear comms. You sighed, reaching into your pocket to grab one out for Harrison before handing it to him. He quickly put it in his ear, and you handed him a couple guns.

“Do you have to be such a prick?” You asked Tom, moving away from Harrison as you looked out the window, knowing he was in the distance with his sniper.

“‘No, I’m most certainly not into Harrison.’” Tom replied in a ridiculously high pitched voice to mock you. “Are you going to keep standing there or are you going to go after Goldfinger?”

You looked at Harrison, and he cocked his gun, nodding to the door to the left. You slowly opened the door all the way, checking for anyone down the hall, and Harrison quietly spoke up, “When you said those lipsticks were tranq lipsticks, you were serious.”

“Really? That’s how she got you?” You asked with a small laugh as the two of you continued your way down the hall, guns at the ready.

“I was going to use it on her.” He replied. You couldn’t reply before you two turned a corner and saw three more of Goldfinger’s men down the hall, backs to you.

“I’ll get the two on the left.” You whispered.

“Why do you get two of them?” Harrison asked.

“Because I’m a better shot than you.” You said as if it was obvious.

“We both get one on the outside and then it’s whoever gets the middle one first after that.” He offered a compromise and you nodded. The men turned before you two could fire and instantly engaged in a fist fight. As much as you two had discussed who got the third, it wasn’t important anymore as the third guard ran off, most likely to inform Goldfinger of your whereabouts.

Harrison blocked the opposing man’s first punch, but the second hit him in just the right spot in his gut, sending him stumbling back for a moment. Regaining his footing, he gripped his gun and shot at the other man, hitting him in the shoulder. While he staggered in shock and pain, Harrison kicked up right into his face, knocking him backwards onto the ground.

Meanwhile, you dodged the second man’s punches, letting him strike right into the concrete wall. You grabbed his outstretched arm, kicking under his elbow hard enough to break the bone. Then, as he shouted in pain, you jumped down to sweep your feet under his to send him falling backwards. Before you could grab your gun and shoot him, Harrison shot him for you.

“That counts as mine.” You argued as you two continued your journey down the halls.

“But I killed him.”

“Are you two done competing yet? I’ve got a visual on Goldfinger.” Tom said from his perch outside, yards away from the scene.

“Where is he? Which way?” Harrison asked as you both came to a halt with a fork in the road.

“Goldfinger’s to the left.”

“And Galore?” You questioned.

“To the right, up the stairs.”

“I’m going after Galore.” You stated, starting to make your way to the right, but stopped when Harrison’s hand grabbed yours.

“Goldfinger’s the one we need to stop. Leave Galore.” He urged you.

“They’re both heading this entire thing. You get Goldfinger. I’ll get her.” You replied. Seeing the concerned look flash across his features, you smiled, “Look at her and look at me- I can take her.”

“Just kiss and run separate ways already.” Tom’s voice came through the comms and you rolled your eyes.

“I’ve got Galore.” You said, before running off to the right. Harrison looked at your disappearing figure for a moment before taking off to the left.

Once you were up to the second story of the building, you were met with a single long hallway and over a dozen doors. Gripping your gun tightly, you spoke quietly into your comms, “Q, where is she?”

“I can’t tell. My heat map is malfunctioning.” You could hear him messing about on his laptop, trying to get his sniper heat map to work. Slowly, you continued your way down the hallway.

“Here, kitty kitty.” You tauntingly called out. You kicked down the first few doors, checking them for any signs of her.

When you kicked open the fifth door, you heard something shuffle behind you. Before you could turn to take her, Galore used a belt to wrap around your neck. In shock, you dropped your gun, attempting to keep her from fully cutting off your airway. You threw yourself backwards, with her still tightly holding onto the belt behind you, hitting her into the wall. You gasped out, trying to regain your breath as you blindly rammed her into the wall again. On your third attempt, she loosened her grip, giving you the opportunity to grab the belt away from your neck. You kicked yourself up, using the wall in front of you for leverage to twist around and kick her in the head to knock her down.

“You know, I’ve always been more of a dog person.” You breathed out, still trying to regain your breath.

“Bitch.” She spat out, blood coming from her newly broken nose. She grabbed your gun from beside her, aiming it at you. Before she could shoot, you grabbed your second gun and shot her in the shoulder. She dropped your gun as her shoulder began to bleed.

“That’s for 009.” You said, using your foot to press your weight on her wound. You leaned down to grab your other gun, not easing up on the pressure. With her good hand, she tried to hit your foot off her, and you shot her in her other shoulder, stepping harder to the spot you were already on.

“That’s for 007.” You added.

“Let me guess, you’ll shoot me in the heart and that’s for you?” She muttered. You moved your foot to her throat, letting the small heel of your boot dig into her skin.

“Heart? No, head.” You raised an eyebrow at her, before shooting her right between the eyes. You watched as her body fell limp, and you quickly searched her for more guns- surprisingly, she had none, but maybe that’s why she’d been so keen on taking from you.

“Harrison, I’m coming your way.” You announced into your comms, leaving back the way you came.

In the meantime, Harrison had been stalled by more of Goldfinger’s men. At first, it was a game of duck and shoot, but then, as he ran out of bullets, it became a fist fight. He had his eye on the machine gun one of them carried, but he accidentally kicked it down the hall when getting it away from the man’s grip. Eventually, he picked up a gun from one of the men, but with six men coming at him, he didn’t really have to pause and aim properly. He didn’t even hear your call through the comms, too focused on not dying. He did his best- ducking in between two of them so they shot each other, ramming one into the wall, blindly shooting at one as he had the other in a chokehold.

He turned to fight the last man, kicking the gun out of the enemy’s hand but losing his own gun in the process. Harrison blocked the punches and sent some of his own into the man’s jaw and chest. Just as Harrison was about to kick him, the other man beat him to it, kicking him right where it hurt most.

“Fuck, that’s cruel.” Harrison groaned, falling involuntarily to his knees. He braced for a kick or a punch or something, but instead he heard a series of gunshots ring out and the man before him fell to the ground, dead.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing on the ground?” You questioned as you ran down the hallway to his side, abandoned machine gun in hand.

“Praying.” He sarcastically replied. You helped him up and he winced a little.

“Your dick really is your biggest weakness.” You teased.

“Trust me, darling, it’s not.” He stated, picking up a few guns. He noticed the red mark across your neck, clearly from a chokehold, “Where’s Galore?”

“Dead.” You smiled, proudly. “Now, come on, we’ve got to get Goldfinger.”

You and Harrison made your way through the facility in search of Goldfinger, under the watchful eye of Tom that directed you two where to go. When you both finally caught up to him, he was on the helipad, moments from taking off in his helicopter.

“Stop right there, Goldfinger.” Harrison warned, holding his gun up at the ready. Keeping your new machine gun up and your eyes trained on Goldfinger, you slowly stepped sideways, preparing to encircle him. Goldfinger drew his own golden gun, making both of you tense your trigger fingers.

“I think you’re going to let me leave.” He smirked, his eyes trained on Harrison, gun pointed at you.

“No way in hell.” You stated. You stepped forward, almost taunting him to pull the trigger. Before you could take another step, you heard Tom call through the comms.

“It’s a trap. Oddjob’s behind you.” He called out. You turned quickly, ducking behind a few boxes, as Oddjob fired his machine gun. Harrison dove towards you, finding cover beside you.

“Damn it, he’s getting away.” Harrison muttered, watching Goldfinger jump into the helicopter. Meanwhile, Oddjob hadn’t stopped firing at you two.

“Cover me.” You said, and he nodded. You popped up enough to aim your gun at the helicopter pilot, shooting in his direction repeatedly, while Harrison shot at Oddjob. Your shots hit the helicopter just right and you eyed it as it went crashing down on the other side of the building. At the sound and sight of the explosion, Oddjob ran, clutching onto his hat and gun as he disappeared from the helipad.

“We have to go after him.” You stood up from your spot, getting your gun ready for another round.

“You go, I’ll wait here.” Harrison replied, and you looked down at him, confused by his sudden tiredness. It was then that you noticed his hand pressed down on his hip. You crouched back down and slowly removed his hand to see it covered in blood. “Guess we got matching scars after all.”

“Why didn’t you say anything sooner?” You asked, a sudden worry overcoming your voice. You lifted his shirt to inspect the wound, a single golden bullet barely visible in the bloody hole. You removed your jacket, bunching it up to apply pressure to it.

“I didn’t want to worry you.” His voice trembled as his eyelids got heavier. With your free hand, you cupped his face.

“Hey, hey, stay with me. It’s okay. It’s gonna be okay.” You reassured him.

“What’s going on with you two?” Tom asked through the comms.

“Harrison’s been shot.” You said, looking down at the growing pool of blood on your jacket and the ground, “He’s losing a lot of blood.”

“I’ve got the ambulance on their way.” He replied.

Harrison reached a hand up to hold onto the wrist of your hand on his face, his thumb gently caressing your skin. “You need to go after Oddjob.”

“I’ll kill him later. I’m not leaving you.” You told him, not budging from your spot.

“You’re my weakness, Y/N.” Harrison said softly.

“Harrison,” You breathed out, a small smile on your face as you looked at your partner. You pressed a kiss to his forehead, “You’re mine too.”

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