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Silver & Gold - Chapter Eight

Everyone's favourite couple go exploring - but not everything goes as smoothly as they'd like. Prompts fulfilled;‘Died in Your Arms Tonight’ -@multifandom-flash (Dozen) - BINGO! (Masterlist here!); ‘Lost in the Woods’ (Alternate), 'Hypothermia' (Alternate), ’Lost in the Woods During a Storm’ - Winter Wonderland Bingo (@seasonaldelightsbingo); ‘Can’t Keep Their Eyes Open’ and ‘Lost Together’– Bug’s First Bingo; ‘Idiotic Partner Confession’– @multifandom-flash (Beehive). CW: Exposure, hypothermia, accidental injury

Check it out below, or on AO3 here. Boards at the bottom. Divider by our own tiny Swan!

Yoshitsune didn’t mention my nightmare when we work in the morning – although he was oddly silent over breakfast, barely uttering a single word as he sipped coffee while I winced at the bags under his eyes.

“Are you okay?” I murmured, poking morosely at my cereal. He signed and looked away for a moment, fingers drumming on his mug, the rhythmic sound of metal on china oddly comforting.

“I have to tell you something,” he admitted quietly. I froze as my heart picked up uncertainly in my chest, a lump forming in my throat and making it hard to breathe.

Is this it? Is he going to tell me he really is sick of me? He offered me a weak smile, shaking his head quickly as he wrapped his fingers with my own, the alloy warmed by his grip on his drink. “Nothing so dire, don’t look so worried. I…” he hesitated, eyes lowering once more. “I saw the fire starting to die, and I didn’t do anything. I was just so comfortable and sleepy, and I didn’t think it would get so cold that…” He grimaced, and I exhaled in a soft laugh, squeezing his hand reassuringly.

“Oh, sweetheart…” I sighed, shaking my head fondly. “My dear, sweet boy.” He met my gaze uncertainly, and I rounded the table to drop into his lap, burying my face in his neck. “You’re an idiot, and I love you so much.”

With a nervous chuckle, he held me close, pressing a kiss to my hair. “You’re not mad?”

“Of course not.” I drew back to press my forehead to his, fingertips tracing his jaw. “Of course not. I don’t blame you at all, Silver. My silly boy.”

“But… But I know you get nightmares when it’s too cold; I should’ve-”

I silenced him with my lips on his, hand knotting in the hair at the base of his neck. “No. What you should have done is stayed cuddled up with me, happy and content, just like you did. It wasn’t even a cold-induced nightmare – they’re… Specific.” I winced reflexively, and his arm tightened a little around me protectively. “This was just… A regular old bad dream. It happens, and it’s not your fault, okay?”

His smile firmed a little, and he kissed my cheek, letting out a quiet, relieved sigh. “I’m glad.” With a gentle nuzzle against my jaw, he patted my leg encouragingly. “Come on. Finish your breakfast, and we’ll go for a walk, yeah?”

The small sound of joy that escaped me as I hopped to my feet made him chuckle, and he watched me as I settled back into my seat and tucked in to my cereal, making me blush under his reverent gaze.

It was snowing by the time we headed out, and while I was warm enough in my thick winter coat, I let out a theatrical shiver, offering my soldier a sidelong glance and a cheeky giggle. He laughed affectionately, draping an arm over my shoulder. “You’re adorable,” he informed me seriously, lips brushing my cheek and earning a shy squirm in response.

“It’s beautiful out here,” I murmured, running a fingertip along the frost-crusted bushes lining our path. “How did you find it?”

With a chuckle, he pulled me a little closer, pressing a kiss to my temple. “I had some help,” he assured me mysteriously. I raised an inquisitive eyebrow, and he shot me a crooked grin. “Utseo and Greg, the Spiders…”

Looking about myself, I blinked in surprise. “They… All those people… They helped find the perfect place for us?” I clarified, eyes tearing up at their consideration.

“Mostly for you,” he corrected, grinning, fingers teasing my hair lightly. “It’s generally agreed sentiment that there’s never been someone who deserves to be blissfully happy more than you.”

I wriggled happily, nestling further into his side as silence descended peacefully between us, our footsteps hushed on the falling snow.

We walked for half an hour or so, Yoshitsune’s steps determined despite the rapidly disappearing dirt trail.

He pressed a kiss to my cheek, hand coming up to smooth the cool pad of his thumb over my forehead. “Close your eyes.”

I obliged immediately, unwavering in my trust of my soldier, and his fingers found mine to gently guide me forward. “Where are we?” I giggled, squealing as he hoisted me into his arms.

“About two miles from home. There’s something I’ve been meaning to show you… And I figured, after last night, you could use it today.” I could hear the smile in his voice, the warmth of his tenor enveloping me and driving away the cold, and I couldn’t help but squirm happily in his embrace.

I buried my face against his chest contentedly, a happy sigh escaping me. “As soon as I woke, I knew it wasn’t real. Even if you didn’t want me… You could never speak to me like that. Not ever.”

His fingers smoothed my hair as he hummed in agreement, lips skimming over my forehead. “I could never not want you, either. You’re my Swan. I’ll love you for the rest of my life.” I let out a soft, happy sound, and his hand cupped my jaw to tilt my face upwards to kiss me gently. “You can open your eyes now.”

I blinked my lids open, gazing in awe at him for a moment and earning a chuckle before turning my head to see where he’d taken me.

Stretched before us was a lake, glistening and sparkling despite the falling snow, frozen solid and smooth as glass.

“I figured… It’s a little bigger than the pond, you know?” he murmured shyly. I squeaked excitedly, scrabbling from his arms to kneel at the edge of the ice.

“It’s amazing!” I giggled, running a finger over the surface gently. “Will it hold?”

He squatted beside me, grinning, and raised an eyebrow. “You think I’d put my perfect Swan at risk? I tested it. It’ll hold, I promise.” He pulled the rucksack from his back, excitement fizzing in my veins as he delved inside to offer me my skates. “Why don’t you show me what you can do with a little more room?”

I loved the way he looked at me when I danced.

So much so that neither of us noticed the snow getting thicker until I shivered so hard that I fell out of my pirouette, landing hard and twisting my ankle in the process.

The second I landed with a yelp, he was by my side, his hands on my leg and brow furrowed with concern. “Fuck! Baby, are you okay? That looked like it hurt…”

I sobbed softly, clutching at my ankle and burrowing against him. “It did.” I slipped off my skate to assess the damage, wincing at the rapidly darkening skin. He cursed again and held me tighter, cradling me to his chest, rocking me gently.

“It’s okay,” he soothed softly, lips pressed to my hair. “It’s okay. I’ll get you home, little one. Don’t you worry about a thing – I’ve got you.” One strong, metal arm slid under my legs, the other pressed against my back as he lifted me carefully. Despite his delicacy, I whimpered as gravity took hold, and he flinched visibly. “I’m sorry- sorry. I’ve got you. I’ll be as careful as I can, but I need to get you home, okay?” As he stood, we both looked around at the swirling snow, and I noticed the subtle twitch in his jaw at the uniform whiteness.

“D-d’you know how to get us home?” I stammered softly, my voice hushed with anxiety. He nodded, uncertainly at first, and then a little more firmly as he started out toward the backpack.

“I’ll never let anything happen to you, Swan. I’ll get you home. I promise.” He clutched me a little closer as I shivered, my fingers curling in his jacket, eyes half-closed against the swirling flakes.

“You promise?” I repeated, barely above a whisper, and he glanced down to meet my gaze, silver burning into emerald with fierce determination.

“On my life, Aurelia.”

It had taken us around half an hour to get to the lake.

I was tucked against his chest as the minutes ticked by – thirty, forty, fifty minutes, my heartbeat increasing as I grew colder, his pace getting faster until he was loping as smoothly as he could, trying his hardest not to jostle me, not to show his panic.

But his own pulse was quickening with every step, every anxious scan of his eyes over the environment.

“We’re lost,” I noted softly. He shook his head hard, and I rested my cheek against his chest, tired and frozen. “It’s okay. It’s not your fault.”

“I’m getting you home,” he murmured firmly, fingers tightening minutely against me, casting about wildly for some sign of familiarity. My nod was weak as I burrowed further, slender limbs offering little resistance to the painful cold, and he pressed a kiss to my forehead when my lids grew heavy. “Stay awake, Swan. Just a little longer. We’re almost home.”

“It’s okay. I’m okay here,” I breathed, offering a weak, exhausted smile blindly in his direction. “It doesn’t hurt anymore.”

“You can’t go to sleep, Aurelia.”

“It’s okay. If I have to go anywhere, I’d rather it was here, with you. I love you, Yoshitsune. I…” My words died as I lost the capacity for speech, fingers dropping uselessly from his jacket, my violent shaking finally subsiding as I slipped into the warm embrace of unconsciousness.

The cracking and spitting made me smile and burrow closer to the soft material beneath my cheek with a pleased hum. Waking up with the fire roaring and Yoshitsune cuddled up with me was one of the best things in my life, and I shifted nearer instinctively - then let out an audible hiss as my foot dragged against the sofa, sending me jerking upright as comprehension dawned.

Gentle hands met my shoulders as I rubbed my eyes, blinking until my vision cleared, my soldier’s face steadily gaining definition. “Aurelia,” he breathed, kissing me softly, desperately, dampness forming where his skin met mine when he drew back to bury his face against my temple. “My sweet girl… You scared me.”

“I did?” I clarified softly, glancing around, rubbing my arms. “… You got us home.” He nodded against me, then shrugged.

“I got us lost.”

“You got us home,” I pressed again, leaning into his hand as it found my cheek. “We’re safe. I’m safe.” Shifting a little closer, I blinked in surprise, looking down at my carefully strapped ankle. “… You… You did this?”

He nodded once, fingertips grazing against my calf lightly. “I… I called Stephen. You were so cold, and I wanted to make sure… I mean, I know how to treat a sprain, and hypothermia, but I just…” He shrugged again, and I leant closer into him, tangling my fingers with his as he pulled my blanket closer around me.

“Thank you,” I breathed, tipping my head up to kiss him softly. “I’m sorry I got hurt…”

His eyebrow raised as he considered me wordlessly, confusion evident. “There’s nothing to be sorry for. Accidents happen, Swan. I should’ve paid more attention to the weather.”

Nuzzling closer, I shook my head once, made lethargic by the warmth enveloping me and the safety of my soldier’s embrace. “You were watching me. I could never be anything but grateful for that.” His fingers caressed my spine as he hummed softly, his gentle touch soothing the last of my ragged nerves, the quiet singing against my hair lulling me back into an easy sleep.

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Be Careful, It's My Heart

Natasha Romonav x Original Male Character

Hello, this is my first post on this blog and of course, it's a Natasha Romanov one. I’m not too sure how the formatting works on here so my apologies if anything seems off. In that case, this story involves my oc that is steves younger brother :) This is based on the song Be Careful, It’s My Heart by Frank Sinatra

“Hey, are you ready for tonight?” a certain captain asks.

The man grumbles, “No, not all,” he pans.

Steve chuckles,” Stop being so dramatic Gene.”

Eugene sighs, he can’t even fathom why he agreed to sing tonight at Tony’s stupid party. He’s normally not that shy, maybe a little awkward at first but he usually quells that after a few moments. But singing in front of everyone! That’s just something he’s never done before, only in the comfort of his own home or room.

Eugene looks at his brother, “I just don’t know why you volunteered me for this (why does Steve suddenly hate him)?”

“I volunteered you because you're an amazing singer and so you could use this as an opportunity to woo a certain redhead,” he says teasingly.

Eugene blushes, “I don’t know Stevie, she doesn’t even like me! And besides wouldn’t it be weird for me to sing about her in front of everyone and then she rejects me.”

“That's why you don’t even reveal who you’re singing about,” he nods knowingly, “She’ll know it's about her and then she’ll come and talk to you.”

The younger brother rubs his hand nervously around his chest, “How do you know?”

Steve smiles, “I just know.”

“I hate when you do that,” Eugene grumbles, “I’m telling Bucky about this!”

The older blonde panics, “NO! Anything but that, come on Gene, please?”

Eugene starts running to Bucky’s room, “I’m telling!”

Steve starts chasing him and while the chase is taking place they run right past Natasha and Wanda.

Nat tries to say hello but they run right past her saying, “Sorry!”

“What’s got them in a rush?” Nat asks a certain witch.

Wanda laughs, “You don't even want to know (Wanda hopes Steve put enough courage in Eugene so he could confess to Nat).

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James is fixing up his suit (why did Steve make him wear this?) when a knock is at his door.

He yells, “Come in!”

Eugene makes his way towards Bucky.

He sits by him, “I don’t know how I’m gonna do this Buck.”

James huffs, “It’s simple, you just do it, kid, now stop being a wuss, and let's go out there.”

Eugene rolls his eyes, “You just want to get this over with so you can take your suit off.”

James pats his face, “You know me so well.” He looks at Steve’s little brother who's gone through so much, “You got this Gene, I know it's scary to put yourself out there but if you just saw the way Nat looks at you, you wouldn’t be afraid,” he finishes with a smile.

The blonde nods, “Thank you, Buck.”

“Anytime, now let's get this show on the road.”

By the time they get to the party, it's already started and Steve’s waving over to them.

They go over to them and to Eugene’s surprise Nat’s sitting with him and he’s in awe. She’s gorgeous with her black satin dress that hugs her body beautifully. Her fiery red hair makes her stand out, and her perfect red lipstick that goes with it. Of course, her green eyes are staring at him like he’s the only thing in this world that she can see.

He loves her eyes, almost as much as he loves her.

He snaps out of it when Nat starts speaking to him, “Hey Gene, glad you could make it,” she says while smiling softly at him.

He nods and goes to sit next to her, “Yeah I sort of have to be here tonight.”

She looks at him questioningly, “Why is that?”

“You don’t know,” (he would’ve thought with Tony’s big mouth everyone knew) “Well I have to si—,” he was cut off by Steve who put a hand over his mouth.

He tries to speak but Steve won’t let him, “Hey Nat don’t listen to him, he's just a bit cranky,” they all look over at Eugene who is staring daggers at his older brother.

Right when Steve put his hand down Tony came over, “Eugene! The man of the hour! Are you ready?”

He hesitantly nods and Nat and everyone besides James and Steve are also in the dark.

Tony yanks Eugene out of his seat, “Excellent! Let's get this show on the road!”

While Tony’s pulling him away he yells, “HELP ME!” to his brothers and friends (they did not help him).

While the band is setting up Eugene is just in his head going over if he can do this. His heart is telling him to stop being a coward and to just sing this song to finally tell Nat of his feelings. However, his brain is telling him it's a terrible idea and he’s going to get heartbroken.

Right when he’s about to call this whole thing off a hand touches his shoulder, “Don’t quit now Gene,” Wanda tells him, “You got this.”

He shakes his head, “ I don’t know Wands why would she want me, I'm not all that special.”

“Gene you can’t read minds as I can and stop with the self-deprecating talk,” she scolds, “You’re a literal super soldier with a heart of gold, what's not to love?”

She hugs her friend, “It's time to finally show her, and sing how you feel.”

Eugene processes for a few moments before nodding, “I will, I’m gonna sing to a woman and hope she loves me too.”

“I’m glad,” she says while the band lets them know that they're done setting up.

Tony comes up to them, “It's time Gene, you ready?”

Eugene looks at Wanda and she nods to him, he’s ready, he has to be.

He gives him a thumbs up and Tony says, “Great!,” while leading him to the front stage.

When they get there Eugene realizes just how many people are there but more importantly how he instantly found Nat staring at him. He waves at her like an idiot, she chuckles but waves back (he calls that a success).

All of a sudden Tony’s voice could be heard throughout the party, “Hello everyone! Are you ready to get this party started!” People yell and cheer (sounds like some already let the alcohol get to them).

Tony laughs, “I like the sound of that but before that, I have a very special guest singing for our entertainment!” He looks at Eugene and waves him over, “Everyone! Welcome Sentinel aka Eugene Phillip Rogers aka little Rogers!”

Steve and Bucky make the most noise but Eugene also notices how Nat cheered for him (god he was such a goner).

Tony gives him the mic and whispers, “Good luck, I’m gonna get started on relaxing,” he gives Eugene a pat on the back while walking off stage.

He’s freaking out, Tony just left him to the vultures, the bastard.

He’s just gotta do it like Bucky said.

He doesn’t say anything, he just signals the band that he’s ready, and the lights dim and the conversations start to end.

Eugene takes a deep breath and looks towards his big brother, who mouths, ‘You got this.’

The music starts and it is now or never. He looks at Nat one last time and sees her green eyes and that's all he needs to know that he has to do this now or else he’ll never do it.

Now or never.

Be careful,

All eyes are on him but he can’t seem to care. He’s putting his all into this.

it's my heart

He won’t look at Natasha at all until it's over, so just in case her reaction is bad he won’t die on stage.

It's not my watch you're holding, it's my heart

It's not the note that I sent you that you quickly burned

It's not a book I lent you that you never returned

Remember,

He knew he had to pick this song. It represents what he feels, shows how his heart is fragile and out there but also how his heart is hers. She could make or break him and whichever she chose he would just say thank you.

Thank you for even allowing him to love her.

it's my heart

His heart beats so strongly for her. He remembers the first time they ever started actively trusting one another (they both have trust issues) and how natural their relationship came, like they’ve known each other since birth.

This heart with which so willingly I part

They’re both from completely different times yet, they fit so well together. He just hopes she feels the same. Or else he might just want to go back to the frozen box that kept him so cold. At least it will numb his feelings.

It's yours to take, to keep or break

But please, before you start

He hopes she feels just how much of himself he just showed her. How much he exposed his tender heart.

Be careful, it's my heart

Please be careful.

When the music comes to a stop it's silent for a moment and then all he can hear is thunderous claps and yelling, whistling, and cheering.

He can’t believe he did it.

He confessed, and he hoped Nat knew that the song was about her. He doesn’t want to look in case that turns out to not be the case.

The blonde heads off stage and out of the party passing people who are cheering him on.

He just needs to get to his room so he can relax and watch some old sitcoms that Wanda got him into.

He’s so focused on trying not to freak out that he doesn’t notice a certain redhead catching up to him and trying to get his attention.

Right as he’s about to turn a corner Natasha grabs him, “Why are you running?” She says while slightly out of breath.

He didn’t even realize he was running, “Oh, I don’t know,” he nervously rubs his chest, “Why aren't you at the party?”

Nat shakes her head, “Why would I be at the party when you aren’t there?”

She looked Eugene in his eyes, “Why would I still be there when the man that just sang to me left?”

Eugene gasps, “You know?”

She nods, “Of course I know. You love that song, you told me it reminded you of me, (how did they not know right then in there that they had the hots for each other)” She got even closer to him.

“I do love that song,” he leans his head towards hers, “It showed how I feel about you.”

Natasha gulped, “And how do you feel about me, Gene?”

It's now or never, whether Natasha feels the same way about him is irrelevant he just wants to get this off his chest and tell her how he feels.

“I love you, Natasha,” he whispered her name, “My heart beats for yours.”

He said it.

Finally, after all this time he told the love of his life that he loves her.

She’s smiling, “I love how you always end up being poetic, “ she says while making him lean down so she can wrap her arms around his neck.

They’re so close now. Natasha can feel how nervous and scared he is, she doesn’t want him to feel like this, “I think it's obvious but I love you too, Eugene.”

He smiles so brightly that it makes Natasha feel warm (she loves when he smiles).

Eugene wraps his arms around Natasha and embraces her. They stay like that for a few minutes just enjoying the warmth of each other.

However, they both want a little more, and being the gentleman that he is, Eugene asks, “May I kiss you, Natasha?”

She chuckles, “You don’t even have to ask but I’m still thankful you did,” she pulls him towards her and presses her lips against his.

It was worth the wait, that they could both agree on.

Eugene gently tugs her so they're both directly against each other and Natasha just keeps lovingly kissing him.

They both put their hands in each other's hair and just melt into one another.

She goes to take a breath but he chases her lips and kisses her again. They’re both content with doing this forever, but they’re both private people and don’t want anyone interrupting them.

So they both sadly stop kissing but they're still holding on to one another, “Let's go somewhere more private,” the redhead doesn’t ask but states.

He nods like an eager puppy, Natasha laughs, “Let's go to my room.”

She grabs onto his hands and puts one to cup her cheek, “I promise to be careful with your heart,” she says lovingly (she knows how brave he was to sing that song in front of everyone, especially in front of her).

The blonde kisses her again, “And I promise to be careful with your heart (he wants to say even more but this isn’t the place to do it).”

They’re both smiling messes and Natasha gets the smart idea to challenge him, “Race you to my room! Last one there has to be the one to help Tony back to his room tomorrow! (they both know whoever has to deal with Tony tomorrow will have to deal with him acting like a baby the entire day).”

He grins, “Deal!” He starts booking it.

Natasha chases after him, “Hey! That's cheating!”

While they're running to her room they pass Steve, Bucky, and Wanda.

The three all laugh and start cheering amongst themselves.

“Finally!” Wanda exclaimed.

Bucky and Steve both agree.

However, Bucky shivers, “It's great and all but now we’ll have to deal with them acting on the heart eyes they always send each other.”

Steve and Wanda both groan, they didn’t think of that.

But they all don’t mind, the two of them deserve all the happiness that they can bring each other.

After all, Eugene was brave to show his heart, and Natasha was brave to accept it and in return, showing hers as well.

They’ll both be careful of each other's hearts because to them it's the most important thing in the world.

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Sorry for the Wall of Text but hey! List of Future Fics in the works? :D 

Okay so... I've been working on SO MANY stories for a while now (plot bunnies drag me around from one to the next, through new stories, while I still work slowly on my current Ao3 fics), but decided to post a little here about everything (story wise) that's been going on with the fics being mainly worked on! 

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Plot Bunnies Currently Making Me Their Bitch: 

MCU - No Title yet, but is going to be an absolute TITAN of a story and series spanning from around 2007 pre-Iron Man 1 to Secret Invasion, with a lot of changes and a lot of additions (including Timeline event changes, Infinity War being an actual 3 to 4 month long war instead of 24hrs, PIETRO SURVIVES without Clint and the kid dying, Ultron is gonna be a far more badass boss fight with a moment of Avengers going "...Why do I hear boss music?", a handful of characters are going to be added to spice things up) and so much more! OC is gonna be Nat's kid via Red Room science (made in a lab) which will go over more in the fic (also other DNA is Yelena's, however there will be ZERO Nat x Yelena here. it will be Platonic "this is my child so i will cut a bitch if anyone hurts them" sort of parental situation. Yelena tends to be Aro/Ace in my fics being written, majority of the time, though there is an idea for an Ace!Yelena and Kate fic i have in mind, but that's for another story) - (OC -intersex afab- x Wanda Maximoff, and a lot of background pairings) - Inspired by "Smells Like Teen Spirit" version by Malia J, "Set It All Free" sang by Scarlett Johansson, and "Can't Help Falling in Love" version by Haley Reinhart 

MCU - No Title Yet, a possible series of oneshots jumping around of Venom!NonBinary!Reader, Yelena Belova, and Kate Bishop platonic besties spreading some chaos and even possibly accidentally helping couples get together - (Background Wanda x Natasha, Pietro x Steve, Sam x Bucky, Tony x Pepper, Carol x Maria Rambeau, Peter Parker x MJ, Maria Hill x Sif, Thor x Jane) - Inspired by "Oath" by Cher Lloyd ft Becky G, "Born This Way" by Lady Gaga, and "Raise Your Glass" by P!nk 

MCU - Waking Wanda - a Dark started story intro that leads to OC being reborn as Wanda Maximoff (though doesn't get flashes of memories until a young child of around 5ish and it's only enough to sort of let me give a reason for character changes Wanda will have, also no "MCU knowledge"). Story will toe the line with Dark status every so often (Wanda has very little problem being an Antihero right off the bat when around Teenage and that carries on as she ages, and has no problem literally killing to protect, more so when it comes to protecting Pietro). Sort of a test story for Darker writings, but ultimately will have a happy ending because i'm a sucker for happy endings. Technically the OC is just a placebo spark for me to change Wanda up a little for a story idea, and the OC stuff itself means very little beyond those "sparks" to induce change which will butterfly effect over time. (Wanda Maximoff x Natasha Romanoff, with background Pietro x Sam, Steve x Bucky, etc, etc) - Story was inspired by "Vicious" by Halestorm, and "Sweet but Psycho" by Ava Max 

MCU - No Title Yet, and a smaller fic (and closer to the MCU timeline of stuff, though still plenty of changes and yes, Pietro lives along with Clint and the kid here, too). Will also toe the line with Darker stuff like Waking Wanda will (i'm very fond of writing antiheroes lately...), and OC will have Animal Shapeshifting powers. OC is also a brother to Wanda and Pietro via triplets instead of twins. - (TransMale!OC x Natasha Romanoff, with background Wanda x Darcy and Pietro x Monica) - Story was inspired by "Insane" by Black Gryph0n and Baasik, and "Wrong Side of Heaven" by Five Finger Death Punch 

MCU - No Title Yet, this story will be a fic that doesn't heavily dip into fighting battles at first like the other stories, and instead will be set where Reader will end up in the MCU and steps in where possible (healing ability and also has wings, though you can hide them into a scar on your back) to try to encourage change to bring a bit less pain and suffering to our Avengers. Wanda and Natasha end up dating Reader (triad poly) during Civil War era (bigger changes here, and yes, Reader saves Pietro, there is deff a pattern here for me, i think) after Reader sort of gets pulled in via sticking around after Lagos to heal any wounded (Wanda yeets Rumlow a little more viciously so it clears it just enough to only cause a little bit of roof damage) - Wanda x Natasha x Female Reader - Inspired by "If Today Was Your Last Day" by Nickelback, and "Soldier" by Gavin DeGraw 

MCU - No Title Yet, possibly a small series of oneshots about Wanda and Reader being a Soft!Couple, but also has Wanda and Vision being besties, and Reader and Natasha being besties. Literally just a "feel good" series - Wanda x Female Reader (Reader and Nat being Platonic besties, while Wanda and Vision being Platonic besties) - Inspired by "You and Me" by Plain White T's, and "Walking on Sunshine" by Katrina and the Waves

MCU - No Title Yet, set after Endgame. Natasha comes back via Steve's stone exchange, but she's not really healed from it. Scars, recovering from broken bones, and honestly feels lost. While Clint is dealing with Kate stuff (Yelena goes to help him at Natasha's request, and because she's become fond of him like an older brother as well), Natasha meets Southern!Reader who is a friend of Laura's, visiting from Texas (was also a Marine). Reader and Natasha are a bit awkward at first (Natasha because she's still recovering and unsteady from retiring, thus not really sure what she wants to do now, and Reader due to just being a shy awkward person who still doesn't really understand how people "people"). The two end up helping each other. Natasha helping Reader with moments of night terrors spawned from PTSD of war/battles against other humans and other skirmishes with Thanos' army during the blip era. Reader helps Natasha stop pushing herself so hard during her recovery (physical and mental), and start to stop and just breathe, along with the fear of a truly unknown future. - Natasha x Autistic!Female Reader - Inspired by "Stuck In a Moment You Can't Get Out Of" sang by Scarlet Johansson, "Rise Up" by Andra Day, "Shatter Me" by Lindsey Stirling ft Lzzy Hale, and "All I Know So Far" by P!nk 

MCU - No Title Yet. IM SO WEAK for Vera Farminga that it's unreal (dare i say Wanda Maximoff levels)?! That held my existence hostage and spawned this one here, of Eleanor Bishop x Reader. Reader is gonna be Wanda and Pietro's slightly older sibling (Marvel can pry Pietro's survival from my cold, dead hands) and has powers much like Magneto of the X-Men movies, but also cannot be harmed by metal objects, and has a resistance (read: resistance, not immunity) to more extreme cold and hot temperatures, as well as the abilities extending to Vibranium.

Conjuring Universe - No Title Yet. read above about weakness, RIP. Anyway, Reader will be Ed's sister who portrays a masculine build/clothing (and yes, binder! inc history research of binders and what was common and uncommon in that time era). Will happen around the main 3 Conjuring movies, as well as dabbling in The Nun 2 post credits scene (and extended), and the Curse of La Llorona getting a lil bit of a rewrite. 

[sgtrudes]

I made a Marvel oc recently, lol. His face claim is Tyler Hoechlin (I mainly use his character Derek Hale from Teen Wolf). Harris Logan, codenamed Agent Stryker. I've made an Instagram rp account of him, @agntstrykr on Instagram. I also made some "AUs" of him with other Marvel characters lol. Shipped him with Natasha Romanoff.

[dirtyvulture]

Natasha Romanoff x Tattooed!Reader*

18+ only, read at your own risk

Requested by anon: Hiiiii I'm the one who asked for the tattooed reader with nat and I wanted to say thank you, I love it... I have another request... Maybe younger reader, who is a virgin, with nat who literally praises them throughout the whole thing and just kind of guides them... Not necessarily a totally innocent kind of reader, just that they don't know exactly what to do. G!P or male reader would be great, just whatever you're comfortable with, and if you can/want, reader has tattoos (if you haven't noticed I'm kinda obsessed with them). Hope you had/have a great day❤️ (sorry if it's kind of confusing, English isn't my first language sooo yeah) 

AN: Reader has a penis, no pronouns used.

Read the original blurb here!

You’re a little surprised when Natasha asks if you want to go to her room after the party, but not enough to turn down her offer. You’re not stupid, and you’re pretty sure your little display at the pool was enough to catch her eye. But at the same time, you’re a little nervous, because despite what everyone thought about you, you’d never actually done it before.

She holds your hand while she guides you into her room. You’re a little surprised at the lack of character it has: just a bed, a plain dresser, and a desk in the corner. There are no knick knacks, no memorabilia, no pictures or posters.

You knew that Natasha Romanoff is a woman who is very hard to read and immensely secretive, but you hadn’t expected this to extend to her own private room as well. But this was your chance to get to know her--assuming you didn’t disappoint tonight.

Natasha guides you over to her bed and sits down to face you. You don’t even realize that you never put your shirt back on from the pool until she leans forward to run her fingers across the sword tattoo on your left side.

“I got that after I spent six months in Japan,” you volunteer, a little uncomfortable with the silence. 

“What about this one?” Her fingers move up to touch the dragon on your chest.

You shrug. “My friend designed it. I just thought it looked cool.”

“You’re not wrong there.” Natasha drops her hand back to her lap and leans back, biting her lip as she looks you up and down. She spreads her legs and grabs onto your shorts to drag you forward until you’re standing between them. “Obviously I brought you here for a reason. But only if you want to.”

“O-Of course I do.” But your stutter gives away your nerves.

“Are you sure?” Natasha hesitates.

“Yes. It’s just...I’ve never...” Your cheeks heat up at the fact that you have to explain to her that you’re still a virgin, but she tugs on your shorts again, bringing you down into a kiss. Her lips taste like coconut lip gloss and press against yours softly.

“It’s okay. I’ll take care of you,” she says.

You want to tell her that you’ll take care of her, but your words are lost when she kisses you again, wrapping her arms around your back and pulling you on top of her. You put your hands on her shoulders, not really sure where else to put them, but as the kiss deepens you find them gravitating towards her chest and groping her over her bikini.

“Hold on,” Natasha says, breaking away from your lips and sitting up to undo the knot behind her neck. She slips out of her bikini top and you have to consciously keep your jaw from dropping when she exposes herself to you. 

“Can I...”

“You don’t have to ask,” she chuckles, amused by your manners. 

You cup your hands around her breasts, surprised at how soft they are and rubbing your fingers over her nipples.

“My turn,” Natasha says, practically panting as she reaches for your shorts. You’re a little nervous to show yourself off like that, and she can tell, but she brushes her hand along your thigh and asks you to take them off yourself. With a deep breath, you pull your shorts down, your cock springing out hard and ready, and it’s Natasha’s turn to hold back an exhale.

“You’re gonna stretch me out so good,” she hums and you feel yourself throb at her dirty words.

“I can’t wait to be inside you,” you say, not sure if the words will turn her on or further show your lack of experience. 

But Natasha doesn’t comment, lying back down and sliding out of her bikini bottoms. You carefully move on top of her, enjoying the silky feeling of her bare skin against yours. Your hips rock against hers, your cock twitching as it makes contact with the insides of her thighs.  

“Inside,” Natasha begs suddenly. “I need you inside.”

“I...I don’t have protection,” you say, the thought suddenly dawning upon you. 

“You don’t need it.”

“Are...Are you sure?” The last thing you need right now is to become a parent. 

“Do you trust me, baby?” Natasha asks, and your heart soars at the pet name.

“Of course.”

You sit back to line yourself up, tensing in anticipation and not wanting to blow too early. As you slide yourself in, all you feel is a warm tightness around your cock, better than your hand or any toy you had ever been inside of.

“Oh fuck, Nat,” you pant, pressing yourself deeper, desperate to feel that same warmth along your entire length.

“Finally,” she moans, dropping her head back on the pillows. “Start thrusting, baby. Fill me up and make me feel good.”

You take her waist in your hands, jacking your hips forward in uneven, short strokes. You don’t really have the focus or the patience to take your time, but you also want Natasha to be happy with your performance. 

“Fuck, right there,” she says, her nails suddenly clawing at your back as you lean down to kiss her again. “A little harder, baby. Don’t be afraid. You won’t break me.”

You grunt as you try to deepen your strokes, railing into her harder. Her walls clench around you perfectly and you know the stimulation is already too much. You try holding out as long as you can, but you spill before you can even give Natasha a warning, pausing as you release your cum into her in sporadic bursts.

“I...Oh, God,” you mumble, embarrassed and ashamed. “I’m so sorry, Nat--”

“Don’t be,” she says, stopping you from pulling out. “We’ll try again when you’re ready. It feels nice to have your cum inside of me.”

It’s strange to hear something so crude come out of her mouth, but it makes your cock twitch. Maybe it’ll be ready for round two sooner than you thought.

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[remussl0vers]

requesting guide

updated: 17.06.23

please make sure to read this before requesting anything — i'm hoping that you'll respect my boundaries on what am i comfortable with and with not writing.

MASTERLIST

I tend to curse often in my fics, and are usually comfortable with covering more serious topics, so make sure to check the content warning before hand. I always write warnings when I believe they're needed, but do let me know if you think something should be added!

also senders may request as many as they want <3

FORMS OF WRITING :

oneshot

imagine

headcanon

series

alphabet

I tend to write oneshots over 1000 words, so if you want feel free to specify if you want a long or short story.

CONTENT I WRITE :

fluff

angst

sensitive / triggering topics

gore

smut / spice

most tropes ( best at friends to lovers )

I'm pretty comfortable with writing sensitive topics as well as angst ( anyone who's read my works before will know that they're the things I write best ) however, if I'm not comfortable with the topic as a whole I will DM you, or possibly put it off for a while.

*If you have a writing prompt from somewhere as well, feel free to send it through !!

CHARACTERS :

male reader / ftm

gender neutral

genderfluid

original character

I do not write female readers / characters anymore. If there aren't specified pronouns then I will write it as a male character.

There are also some characters I only feel comfortable writing for with a male reader/character and vice versa, which I'll note who.

PAIRINGS :

love interests

platonic

family

polyamorous ships ; depends on the character

WHAT I WILL NOT WRITE :

support of homophobia, transphobia, fatphobia, racism, sexism, pedophilia, incest ; if they're mentioned in a request in terms of the character being bullied / abused ( in the past ) then i may write it but NOT explicitly, only a mention

a pairing against a character's canon sexuality

rape

pregnancy

female reader

anime

WHO I WRITE FOR :

DEAD BOY DETECTIVES :

charles rowland

edwin payne

monty

niko sasaki ( not romantic )

crystal palace ( not romantic )

DESCENDANTS :

ben beast

harry hook

carlos de vil

jay

mal bertha

evie grimhilde

LOCKWOOD & CO :

anthony lockwood

lucy carlyle

george karim

quill kipps ( friends / family only )

MARAUDERS :

remus lupin

sirius black

regulus black

james potter

lily evans ( not romantic )

evan rosier

barty crouch jr

marlene mckinnon ( not romantic )

dorcas meadows ( not romantic )

pandora lovegood ( not romantic )

mary mcdonald ( not romantic )

MARVEL :

peter parker / spiderman ( tom and andrew )

loki laufeyson

kate bishop

yelena belova ( not romantic )

steve rogers

bucky barnes

pietro maximoff

wanda maximoff

valkyrie ( not romantic )

natasha romanoff

tony stark ( not romantic )

gwen stacy ( emma stone )

gwen stacy ( atsv )

*marvel and particularly the mcu is a fandom i'm more comfortable with than most, so if there is a character not listed, then i may or may not write for them

NARNIA :

prince caspian

peter pevensie

edmund pevensie ( only during dawn treader )

SHADOW AND BONE / SIX OF CROWS :

kaz brekker

inej ghafa

jesper fahey

wylan van eck

nina zenik

alina starkov

nikolai lantsov

genya safin ( not romantic )

matthias helvar

STRANGER THINGS :

steve harrington

jonathon byers

max mayfield

robin buckley ( not romantic )

TEEN WOLF :

stiles stilinski ( *i will take most/all dylan obrien characters )

isaac lahey

scott mccall

liam dunbar ( not romantic )

allison argent

malia tate

lydia martin ( not romantic )

kira yukimura

derek hale

THE HUNGER GAMES :

finnick odair

peeta mellark

katniss everdeen

THE MAZE RUNNER :

newt

thomas

minho

X-MEN :

logan howlett

charles xavier ( james mcavoy )

jean grey

mystique

rogue

erik lehnsherr ( not romantic )

wade wilson / deadpool

kitty pryde

bobby drake

*FANDOMS COMING SOON : PJO, DISNEY, HANNIBAL

[buckets-and-trees]

Late Night Quickie

Collection: SHIELD Gaming AU Characters/Pairings: Joaquin Torres x Natasha Romanoff Word Count: 1.2k Summary: It's still all hands on deck around the clock as time is running our for SHIELD to finish implementing an industry-changing element into the version of The Avengers they're about to send in for game approval before the beta test can be launched soon at PAX East. But Bucky and his game tester aren't the only ones at SHIELD entangled in a very satisfying side quest...

Content Warnings: smut, oral (male receiving), dirty talk, praise, dacryphilia, age gap (Nat is 10 years Joaquin's senior)

Logistical Notes: Third tick for my Bingo Card in @the-slumberparty's August/September Challenge with B2: "Clothes on Sex." Same universe as Perfectionists and Test Play but can be read as a standalone - all you need to know is Steve, Bucky, Sam, Natasha, and Joaquin are the five-person team of game engineers for the SHIELD Gaming company.

Additional Notes: Thank you @vonalyn for reading this for coherency. Gamer graphic by @sgt-seabass. Dedicated to my co-conspirator for "A Very Horny Monday to You All..." @biteofcherry for our first week of mischief - she chose the theme 'oral quickies.' We can all lovingly blame her for this!

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2am.

Two fucking a-m.

Joaquin just grinned.

This was not the week any of them wanted or expected, and he certainly didn't want this to ever be the norm. But running off adrenaline, catching only a few hours of sleep (if he was lucky), lots of Red Bull, and late-night food orders to make up for what the typical in-house kitchen wasn't covering was something he couldn't deny was an experience.

Teams all across SHIELD Gaming had been and still were working around the clock to get the shelved-for-later Deep Shadow Conditions mode back into the release SHIELD was going to submit to the first party platforms for approval in just a few days. Marketing, story, game engineering, testers… everyone. It was a rush, pushing the limits for this short period of time, but they were close to pulling off a triumph with embedding Deep Shadow. Joaquin had loved the pitch for that aspect when it was originally floated, they had initiated the development, but then a couple of the execs had said to push it back to the next release. Fury had called the audible and said they needed to put it back in to top what HYDRA was developing with Project Insight. But Joaquin had always known Deep Shadow would really push them miles past everything else coming out right now.

That’s why he didn’t mind pulling these insane hours to get the work done with the rest of the engineers.

And he certainly didn’t mind this.

He had no problem leaning back against the wall of the women’s restroom, jeans unzipped, Natasha poised between his legs, and her pretty lips around his cock, deep throating him.

Fuck she looked so good like that. They hadn’t had enough time together since the Deep Shadow blitz, and he was so glad she’d pulled him into the bathroom right now. Her left hand was anchored on his hip, and the other was reaching up his shirt, roving over his abs and chest as his threaded into her hair, holding her head at the base of her skull. He was letting her control the pace and how much of his length she took in for now, just holding her, feeling that connection.

Joaquin had been under no illusion in the beginning that this absolute goddess who was ten years his senior had only been flirting with him because it was fun and had no intentions beyond more than maybe a night or two tumbling in bed together. But he’d had a hunch they could have more, that he wanted more, and categorically convinced her they were worth a shot.

He worshipped her but challenged her in a way no one else did. He knew that’s why she’d even started flirting with him, appreciating that he could go round for round with her sass, her sarcasm, and her saucy comments without getting flustered or cocky and the rest of their conversation – work and casual – had rolled along so easily like they’d been working together for years after only a few weeks.

Now they were eight months into an officially-disclosed-to-HR relationship – but not to their team because they did not need Cap, Sam, or Bucky in their business. Work was work, and until tonight, the physical had stayed outside of HQ.

It spoke to how little time they’d had together that they were here right now.

And he was just as hungry for her as she was for him.

Joaquin took over and pulled her head down slowly on him, drawing Nat down to take all of him, the tip of his cock hitting the back of her throat, then gently nudging further down her esophagus. She moaned around him, her hands flexing against him. “You always take me so well, Romanov.”

He knew she loved this. She was a cocky little minx and so loved the praise. In response she sunk the rest of the way down his cock. He groaned in ecstasy. Love this.

“Fuck, I could stay here with you on my dick until your legs give out.”

She tightened her grip on his hip.

“But I wanna fuck this pretty throat of yours, babe.”

A small noise from her as she stayed just as she was, their eyes locked on each other.

“That’s what you really wanted, isn’t it?”

Those lust-blown green eyes told him everything, and he grinned wickedly down at her. Abruptly twisting them around to place her on her knees with her back against the wall, he made sure she was secure before asking, "Ready for me?"

She hummed again.

He smirked. “Desperate for me?”

A growl this time.

He laughed. “Me, too, babe.” He brushed his thumb over her cheek, one more tender moment, then he slowly pulled out until only the head of the cock was the only thing she had her lips around. She sucked hard, hollowing her cheeks, and swirled her tongue over the leaking tip of him. “Oh, you’re so fucking good. Love that talented tongue. But now you’re really gonna take me.”

She nodded, eyes blazing with heat. He moved his right hand to cradle her cheek and jawline as he leaned his left forearm against the wall to brace himself, and then he thrust back into her wet mouth. He continued, pistoning his hips in and out, brutally but not recklessly. She clung to his shirt, his hips, anything from moment to moment. Her eyes watered, then the tears started to spill, and he groaned. “So pretty for me like this. Those gorgeous tears falling for me, just like you fall apart for me.”

And then he just focused on the feel of her around his cock, the heat, the sounds of him sliding in and out, her whimpers and moans. The frenzy built and then he spilled into her mouth and down her throat, hips stuttering to a stop, and she held him there in place, swallowing every bit of him until he was done. She pulled her mouth off him with a deliberately audible pop, smug, beautiful goddess that she was.

She slid up between his heaving chest and the wall, brushing her lips against his jaw with soft, playful kisses. “Like that?”

“Love that,” he corrected. “Bet your cunt’s a hot, drippy mess for me, isn’t she?”

“Wouldn’t you like to know?” she teased before claiming his lips in a kiss, tangling their tongue so he could taste the evidence of his spend, and pushing her pelvis up against him.

“Meet back here in an hour?”

“Fuck, I’m hoping we can convince them there’s nothing more to do tonight and get out of here in the next hour. Then you’re taking me home to fuck me in your bed properly.”

He laughed, “Anything for my Natalia.”

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[cipher04]

Fandom Frenzy (Doubling friendly) Seeking Roleplay Partners

Note: Not replacing any current partners, just always seeking to add more partners.

About Me:

I am 18+ and will only write with partners who are also 18+

Willing to double!

Prefers writing dominant male characters in male x female relationships

Flexible writer, quality posts: post length varies depending on the plot, my partner, and the post, but my typical range is 1-5+ paragraphs

Reply schedule varies. Not able to post much during the week. Most posts likely during the weekend, but will do my best to reply as soon as I can. Will let you know of any extended or unusual absences.

Prefers third-person and inclusion of NSFW, open to dead dove as well

Willing to play canon characters and original characters

Open to OC/Canon and Canon/Canon. If doubling, I do enjoy it when our separate stories can connect (not required). I love playing out the sibling dynamic, so perhaps if we're doing OC/Canon doubling, our OCs could be siblings? Again, not a requirement, and to clarify, not looking for anything taboo - it would just be another way for our stories to connect

Prefers long-term stories

You can add me on discord at fandomfan#0404 or send a chat or message if interested.

Fandoms:

I am seeking partners who can play a female canon character from my list below. Extensive knowledge about the world and character is not necessary. I have no issue with you portraying these characters with your own unique interpretation.

Here is the link to the entire list of my fandoms: https://cipher04.tumblr.com/post/678212321698611200/muse-post

The 100: Clarke Griffin, Raven Reyes, Lexa

Arrowverse/DC: Kara Zor-El, Sarah Lance, Wonder Woman

Chicago PD: Hailey Upton

Divergent: Tris Prior

Euphoria: Cassie Howard

FBI: Nina Chase

Fear The Walking Dead: Alicia Clark

Game of Thrones: Sansa Stark, Daenerys Targaryen

The Hunger Games: Katniss Everdeen

Marvel Cinematic Universe: Cassie Lang (2023 film), Natasha Romanoff, Wanda Maximoff, Carol Danvers, Kate Bishop, Karen Page, Daisy Johnson, Yelena Belova

The Lost World (1999 TV series): Veronica Layton

Nancy Drew: Nancy Drew

Outer Banks: Sarah Cameron

Riverdale: Betty Cooper

Saint X: Emily Thomas

The Society: Allie Pressman

Star Wars: Rey

The Walking Dead: Maggie Greene

If interested, you can react to my post or you can send me a chat. Thanks!

[derelictlovefool]

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Author: Achilles, he/him & they/them pronouns

Status: Hobbyist, low writing activity

Writing: OC x Canon, Reader Insert, Original Fiction

Requests/Suggestions: Open

note: i'm a full time student so any requests I get will be done when and if I have time and they spark my interest!

Active in regards to fandoms & characters simply means most enthused about and interested in writing, inactive means least interested in writing but still willing if the idea sparks my creativity.

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active | inactive | semi active

Far Cry 5 | Supernatural | The Last of Us | Marvel | DC | Doctor Who | Sweeney Todd | The Witcher | Dying Light 2 | Z Nation | Inkheart | Bridgerton | Slashers | Outlast | Resident Evil | Overwatch | Undertale/Deltarune | Ib | TWD Telltale | Motor Crush | The Arcana | Kingsman

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active | inactive | semi active

Faith Seed | John Seed | Joseph Seed | Jacob Seed | Sharky Boshaw | Hurk Drubman Jr | Adelaide Drubman | Jerome Jeffries | Mary May Fairgrave | Eli Palmer | Grace Amestrong | Joey Hudson | Staci Pratt

Dean Winchester | Sam Winchester | Castiel | Charlie Bradbury ||| Joel | Tess ||| Wade Wilson | Tony Stark | Pepper Potts | Bucky Barnes | Steve Rodgers | Thor Odinson | Bruce Banner | Natasha Romanoff | Clint Barton ||| Harley Quinn

The Doctor (4, 9-15) | Jack Harkness | Rose Tyler | Donna Noble ||| Sweeney Todd | Mrs Lovett ||| Geralt of Rivera | Jaskier/Dandelion | Yennefer of Vennenberg ||| Hakon | Aiden | Lawan | Frank ||| Alvin Murphy | Roberta Warren | Addison Carver | Cassandra | Sarge | George St Claire

Mo | Dustfinger ||| Penelope Featherington | Benedict Bridgerton | Anthony Bridgerton | Colin Bridgerton | Eloise Bridgerton | Violet Bridgerton | Kate Sharma | Edwina Sharma ||| Jason Voorhees | Michael Myers | Bubba Sawyer | Brahms Heelshire | Thomas Hewitt

Eddie Gluskin ||| Ethan Winters | Karl Heisenberg | Alcina Dimitrescu | Donna Benniviento | Slavator Monreau | Mia Winters | Chris Redfield | Leon Kennedy | Ada Wong | Claire Redfield

Jack Morrison | Gabriel Reyes | Cole Cassidy | Genji Shimada | Hanzo Shimada | Mei ||| Sans | Papyrus | Asgore | Undyne | Mettaton | Queen ||| Gary ||| Calax Gothard | Domino Swift | Lola Del Carmen | Sonoya Vernilion ||| Asra | Nadia | Dorian | Portia | Muriel ||| Merlin/Hamish Mycroft

OC's: David Thorn (Slasher), Z (God Symbiote), Xander (Robot)

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Tropes I enjoy writing:

Variations of the Enemies to Lovers/Friends to Lovers | Childhood Friends | Neighbour across the hall/street | Mutual Pining | Devotion and Obsession | Making each other worse | Making each other better | Romance in Violence | Ride or Die Friends | Royal Guard/Gardener x Royalty | Crime Boss x Bodyguard | Dog Coded x Cat Coded | Fuck Love Triangles Make it Poly | Fake Dating | Meet Cute and more!

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— male/trans/enby/gn!reader (I'm here for the guys and gays)

— oc x canon, oc x oc, canon x canon, reader x canon, reader x oc

— sfw & nsfw

— platonic, queer-platonic, romantic, familial, etc.

— headcannons, one-shots, multi-parts

— AU's, crossovers

— gore, violence, toxic relationships, death/angst

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— fem!reader (There's thousands out there already y'know)

— genderbends

— pregnancy related topics

— self harm topics

— incest, paedophilia, zoophilia, necrophilia and any of that nasty crap

— non-con

— infidelity

— Characters I really don't know or care about </3

[writingforfun0714]

Masterlist

I’ll update this as I post.

Fandoms I write for:

—Star Wars: Clone Wars, Rebels, Bad Batch, Tales of the Jedi, OG trilogy, Prequel trilogy, The Acolyte

—Arcane (Vi, Caitlyn, Powder/Jinx, Jayce, Viktor, Heimerdinger, Ekko, Silco, Vander, Sevika, Mel, Singed)

—Avatar the Last Airbender/Legend of Korra

—Percy Jackson/Heroes of Olympus

—Game of Thrones/A Song of Ice and Fire/House of the Dragon

—Harry Potter

—Marvel (Natasha Romanoff, Yelena Belova, Wanda Maximoff, Peter Parker, Clint Barton, Kate Bishop, Miles Morales, Tony Stark, Bucky Barnes, Steve Rogers)

—Jungle Book (I prefer either the 2016/2018 versions but any iteration is fine with me including the OG book)

—Spider-Man: Into the Spiderverse (ITSV), Across the Spiderverse (ATSV)

—True Detective: Night Country (Liz Danvers, Evangeline Navarro, Leah Danvers, Pete Prior, Rose Aguineau, Julia Navarro, Qavvik)

What I WILL write:

—Single and multi chapter fics

—Crossovers with any of the fandoms listed

— x Reader Insert (FEMALE)

—Angst, hurt, fluff, comfort, etc

—OC fics

—**Mental Illness/slight NSFW/TW (any and all warnings will be placed visibly on each fic)**

What I WILL NOT write:

—Graphic sexual scenes/situations including ABO

—Pedophila

—Incest/‘Clonecest’ (for Game of Thrones fandom but also including clone shipping for Star Wars fandom)

—Male Reader (I will consider gender neutral but anything but female reader is unfamiliar to me)

—Non-Ace Yelena Belova (Marvel). I will not change a character’s gender identity or sexuality either for ANY fandom.

—Beastiality (Jungle Book)

**I want this blog to be safe for minors so any warnings will be placed accordingly**

Fanfiction

Clone Wars

I’m Sorry Anakin—How Anakin got his scar

Bad Batch

Older Sister—Omega befriends my Jedi Youngling OC Maisy while the rest of CF99 are off on Raxus and becomes an older sister figure to the Jedi Youngling. *follows the show/test fic*

Our Love—Original Bad Batch story that introduces my Jedi Youngling Maisy and Padawan Wyyntrr OCs.

Better Half—Echo finds out about Fives

Family—Part 2 of Better Half

Arcane

New Friend— Fix it fic

Sisters of Mine— Female child reader insert that mostly follows the show.

Jungle Book

A Chance Encounter—Request

*Fics in white are one shots*

*Fics in red are discontinued*

*Fics in blue are multi-chapter*

Scene Comparisons

Arcane/Bad Batch

Left Behind Scene

—Part 1

—Part 2

Eavesdropping/Listening to a Conversation Scene

—Part 1

—Part 2

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Silver & Gold - Chapter Seven

CW: Sudden personality changes, verbal abuse, distress, subconscious self-harm (mild), references to past self-harm and abuse, unrealism, fat shaming. Prompts fulfilled; ‘The Glomp’, ‘Touche’ and ‘Youthful Freckles’ - @multifandom-flash (Dozen); ‘Sharing Clothes’ - Winter Wonderland Bingo (@seasonaldelightsbingo); ‘Rolling on Snow’ - Winter Wonderland Bingo; ‘Carried to Bed’ – Bug’s First Bingo (@unfortunate-beetle-and-friends); ‘Schrodinger’s Butterfly’ and ‘Dream Tells You to Wake Up’ – Multifandom Flash (Beehive) Sometimes it's hard to tell the difference between reality and darkness.

Cards below! Check it out on AO3 here, or below the KR! Divider by our own Tiny Spider.

My feet found my ballet shoes automatically as I sat upright, shivering at the surprisingly cold room. It was the first morning since we’d moved in that I’d woken without Yoshitsune by my side, and I couldn’t help but frown, casting my eyes around uncertainly.

“…Yoshitsune?” I called out as I padded into the hall, my arms wrapped about myself, anxiety sparking when I received no response. I couldn’t help but prick my fingernails against the old rivulets on the back of my biceps, seeking out the residual chasms unconsciously.

I can still remember the last time I tore at myself in anger.

It took significant effort to unlatch my nails from my flesh, but my hands were balled by my sides by the time I’d searched the cabin. There’d been no sign of my lover, and my heart was racing, breath coming ragged as I turned on the spot in front of the dead fire, my mind whirring frantically.

The door opened without warning, and I whirled around at the sound, letting out a sharp exhale at my soldier stood in the entrance with snow dusting his shoulders.

“Silver!” I yelped, darting over and throwing myself at him desperately, burying my face against his chest. I frowned when his arms didn’t wrap around me, no apology or explanation whispered into my hair. Drawing back, I tried to meet his gaze, but he busied himself with tapping snow from his boots.

Something isn’t right.

“I, uh… I didn’t know where you were. I was worried…” I tried to make my voice light and carefree, but the strain was evident in my tone, my concern deepening when he only grunted in response. “…Yoshitsune?”

“What?” he snapped, grey eyes flashing as he glanced at me briefly. I stumbled back automatically, blinking back my hurt, my lungs seizing in my chest as I struggled to comprehend his sharpness.

He’s never spoken to me like that before…

“I… I just…”

“Spit it out,” he muttered, rolling his eyes, and I winced.

“I was worried about you. I woke up and you weren’t here…” I mumbled, scuffing my feet uncertainly.

He sighed heavily, pinching the bridge of his nose before replying. “I was checking the trails. I’m going hunting. You do realise we don’t need to spend every second of the day together, right?” My mouth moved wordlessly and he huffed, crossing to the fireplace and picking up the shotgun leaning against the brick. “There’s some good elk out there. I’m not going to let it go to waste.”

“I-I… I could come with you?” I offered weakly, earning another sigh.

“Fine. Hurry up, before the trail goes cold.”

Normally he’d tell me how cute I look...

I stared at his back uncertainly, fingers twisted in front of me, my tongue glued to the roof of my mouth as I fought to find the words to break the tension; no matter what I tried, I couldn’t convince my voice to come, tears pricking in my eyes as I wondered what I could have done.

We crested a slope, and I gasped in surprise at the hill trailing away before us, steep and coated in fresh, deep powder. With a giggle, I dropped to the ground, tucking my hands against my chest and rolling over and over, the snow accumulating in my loose hair as I hurtled toward the foot of the decline.

When I sat up at the bottom, panting and laughing, my cheeks iced, I turned my eyes to him, hoping my frozen delight would’ve thawed his mood. But he simply scowled at me, grasping my wrist to drag me to my feet with a soul-withering glare.

“Are you done? You’re going to scare away all the elk with that goddamn racket.” I flinched, pulling my hood over my snow-crusted waves, hiding beneath the fur lining to escape his wrath. “What the hell’s wrong with you now? You’re always in a mood.”

“Says you? You’re miserable today! Did you get out the wrong side of bed or something?” I snapped, then winced, curling closer in on myself as his eyes turned to me once more.

“Touche,” he grunted, gaze narrowing. “Maybe I’m just tired. I never thought making you happy would mean you’d start getting fat again.”

My feet faltered, and I stopped, recoiling as if he’d slapped me – though I think I’d rather that. “I… I-I… I…”

He groaned, pushing a hand through his hair as he faced me fully. “Here we go again. Do you ever stop? Nothing’s ever good enough for you, is it?” My lips parted in shock, but he shook his head, glaring at me in disgust. “Just don’t. Why are you even here? I wanted to get away from you for a while, but you won’t leave me alone!” I whimpered softly, and he stepped closer, a growl rumbling in his chest. “Just get out of here, will you? God, no wonder you got beat…”

My legs shook as I backed up, head jerking in disbelief. “No. Why… Why are you saying these things? This isn’t you – you’re not… You’re not like this…”

He snorted, turning away from me, not even sparing a glance over his shoulder as he continued to walk. “This is exactly what I’m like. I’m tired of pretending that you’re not the worst thing in my life. Get the hell away from me, Lia.”

The trees and snow blurred as I ran, everything smudged by my tears and the breath hitching in my throat.

Wake up.

My feet slowed, and I looked around at the voice echoing from the forest, my palms sweating uncertainly.

The last time I heard a voice in my head…

Wake up.

My eyes fluttered forcefully, nails digging into my hands, nausea churning in my stomach. The sight before me swam, flickering between red and white, and I whimpered, grasping at my hair desperately.

“No, no, no…” I whispered frantically, fear overwhelming my brain. “No…”

Wake up. Swan, wake up.

Swan? My head snapped around as the voice became identifiable, a flicker of hope breaking through my terror. “Yoshitsune…”

It’s okay, sweet girl. I’m here. I’ve got you. You’ve just gotta wake-

“-up…”

The white dissolved, replaced with flickering red, flames dancing before my vision and heating my skin as I gasped for breath.

Strong hands dragged me close, bundling me against a familiar chest while I whimpered, my fingers knotting in the fabric by my face desperately. “I’m sorry- I don’t know what I did but I’ll be better, I promise, I-I-”

Metal fingers smoothed the tears from my cheeks, silver eyes swimming into focus as my lungs heaved. “Hey, hey… It’s okay, Swan. I’m here. I’ve got you…” The space between his brows furrowed in concern, cupping my jaw gently. “It was just a dream, sweet girl. Everything’s okay…”

I looked around as reality flickered to life, taking in the living room and the soldier clinging to me nervously. “I… You…” I sniffed, holding him tighter, burying my face once more to inhale the intoxicating aroma of him.

“It’s okay, baby. I’m so sorry; I know you don’t sleep well in the cold… I fell asleep before I got you to bed…” I shook my head hard, and he sighed, pressing a kiss to my forehead. “I’m sorry, sweetheart.” His hand slipped beneath my legs, lifting me easily, and I curled closer, fingers aching from the force of my grasp on him.

By the time he settled into bed beside me, my shaking had mostly subsided, but that didn’t stop me from wriggling closer needily the second his back hit the mattress. “Do you want to tell me about it?” he murmured, fingers smoothing my hair gently. I shrugged, glancing about myself once more, unable to shake the realism of the nightmare and the feeling of being ill-at-ease.

“You were so mean to me. You didn’t want me…” My eyes darted nervously, and he frowned, holding my chin to meet my gaze.

“That could never be true, little one. …What is it?” he pressed, holding me a little closer.

“How do I know this isn’t the dream?” I whispered, barely forcing the words past my lips before I sobbed softly. “What if this is a good dream, and life is the nightmare? What if you don’t want me anymore?”

He held me tighter, his lips finding mine as he kissed me fiercely. “My sweet, gorgeous Swan. This is a dream, but it’s also our life. I could never not want you, do you hear me? You’re everything to me. I’m going to spend  every day of my life with you – you are my life.” His fingers gripped at my back, pressing a little hard but very needed. “I’m never letting go of you, my Golden Swan. My perfect girl.”

I curled into him with a soft purr, still struggling to shake the disquiet in my soul, but the hands holding me together soothed my mind. “I love you, Silver…”

He hummed under his breath, an old song that he’d hummed for years, the familiar lullaby lulling me under despite the adrenaline still flitting through my system. “I love you too, Aurelia. Always.”

Stamp image for Bug's First Bingo found here!

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Alex’s Christmas Sleepover 2022!!!

Okay, okay, sooooo

Last year I started this way too late and I also, like, completely failed and didn’t get any of my story requests done, so I greatly apologize for that 😅😅😅 BUT to @shadyrunawaykingdom, @corner-emo​, and @sevenmillionpsychos​, if you still want the same stories that you requested previously, I will write them this year and they will be the very first stories that I put out from this. If you want a new story instead, just let me know and I’ll do that instead. If you’d like to request another story along with your previous one, that’s perfectly fine, just know that your new story requests will go into whatever list I have going after your previous requests are done. If you need a reminder on what story you requested last year, let me know and I’ll tell you!! 

So, now, here’s how things will go. Below, I’ll have listed the characters that I’m currently comfortable writing for categorized by fandoms, as well as different symbols relating to christmas and whatnot. You get to choose if you want a moodboard or story (if you pick story, you automatically get a moodboard as well, please keep that in mind), as well as what character or characters you’d like in it. If you want a story, you get to choose what type of story (smut, angst, fluff, comfort, etc. as well as any combinations - any characters I list that are canonically younger than 18, I will be aging up unless you ask for a scenario that requires them to be younger, just no asking for there to be smut while the character isnt aged up to 18+) as well as if you’d like a shorter story (Around 500-1,500 words) or a longer story (Around 2,000+). You then get to also add in any of the christmas symbols that I list and voila. I shall create something for you 😌

I do ask that you go through this whole post in order to create your request. Also, if you want a specific version of a character (ie, Emo!Wanda Maximoff, Dark!Lizzie Saltzman, Season 3!Eddie Munson, etc., etc..), then please let me know!! You can just fill out the information below and let me fill in the blanks with whatever comes to my mind or you can give me a specific scenario along with the other things as well, it's entirely up to you!!

Duration: 12/08/22 - 01/31/23

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Ships:

[Polyamorous ships are allowed for both of the following]

📖 - Character(s) x Reader (Please specify platonic or romantic)

👩 - Female, Transfemale

👨‍🦱 - Male, Transmale

🏳️‍🌈 - Enby, Other (Please specify)

🚢 - Character(s) x Character(s) (Please specify platonic or romantic)

Characters:

[Crossovers are allowed!!]

MCU:

✪ - Bucky Barnes/The Winter Soldier

⍟ - Steve Rogers/Captain America

⎊ - Tony Stark/Iron Man

⧗ - Natasha Romanoff/Black Widow

४ - Loki Odinson

🕸️ - Peter Parker/Spiderman

➳ - Clint Barton/Hawkeye

ᱬ - Wanda Maximoff/Scarlet Witch

⩔ - Sam Wilson/The Falcon/Captain America

🥂 - Pepper Potts

🔫 - Yelena

🏹 - Kate

🥥 - Bruce Banner/Hulk

🍄 - Jen Walters/She-Hulk

🪄 - Dr. Stephan Strange

🔨 - Thor Odinson

🐍 - Sylvie Laufeydottir

🦯 - Matt Murdock/Daredevil

Stranger Things:

🌼 - Robin Buckley

🐉 - Mike Wheeler

🤱 - Steve Harrington

📷 - Jonathan Byers

📒 - Nancy Wheeler

🍃 - Argyle

🍁 - Gareth Emerson

🧠 - Dustin Henderson

👮‍♂️ - Jim Hopper

🎸 - Eddie Munson

😇 - Joyce Byers

🏀 - Lucas Sinclair

👙 - Karen Wheeler

🦸‍♀️ - El/Jane Hopper

🎶 - Max Mayfield

💏 - Will Byers

📣 - Chrissy Cunningham

🇷🇺 - Dmitri Antonio

🥃 - Murray Bauman

Lucifer:

😈 - Lucifer Morningstar

🥀 - Rory Morningstar

👑 - Chloe Decker

🚓 - Dan

🥽 - Ella

💼 - Charlette

🔪 - Mazikeen Smith

🍎 - Eve

🎓 - Linda Martin

📿 - Amenadiel

The Originals:

🐺 - Klaus Mikaelson

⚖️ - Elijah Mikaelson

🪞 - Rebekah Mikaelson

🧿 - Freya Mikaelson

🪬 - Vincent

🔮 - Davina Claire

🗝️ - Camille O'Connell

👠 - Hayley Marshall

🏏 - Kol Mikaelson

🎀 - Aurora

🧨 - Keelin

🧬 - Marcel

Legacies:

⛓️ - Penelope Park

🧳 - Josie Saltzman

🗡️ - Hope Mikaelson

🧭 - Cleo

🚨 - Ethan

🚀 - MG

🎠 - Lizzie Saltzman

🥊 - Jed

♟️ - Ben

🎩 - Landon Kirby

🎸 - Finch

🔥 - Kaleb

For:

✍ - Story

Length:

📈 - Long

📉 - Short

Type/Genre:

😘 - Smut

🥰 - Fluff

🥺 - Comfort

😔 - Angst

💀 - Dark

🗡 - Mafia

😊 - Cute

😍 - Flirty

🌇 - City

🌄 - Country

🏖 - Vacation

💒 - Married/Wedding

💍 - Engaged

🐹 - Pets

😝 - Silly/Weird/Crack

😴 - Sleepy

🤒 - Sick

🥳 - Party

🤰 - Pregnancy

🛍 - Shopping

🍼 - Baby/Kids

⚔ - Era AU (Specify which, please, 1800s, 1860s, 1940s, 1980s, etc.)

🏍 - Bikers

👻 - Spooky

🦇 - Vampires

🎒 - K-12

🏫 - College

These were all the ones I could think of, but if you had others in mind, that's perfectly fine as well!

Remember, you can put together as much as you want as long as it makes sense!!!

🖼 - Moodboard

📸 - Number of Pictures

🌈 - Color(s) Theme

🧱 - Background Color

🚫 - No Background Color

Christmas Symbols:

🎄 - Decorated Christmas Tree

🌲 - Non-Decorated Tree

🎁 - Presents

🎅 - Santa Claus

🤶 - Mrs. Claus

🧑‍🎄 - Elves

🎶 - Caroling

🕯 - Christmas Lights

⭐ - Stars

❄ - Winter

☃️ - Snowman

🌿 - Mistletoe

🔥 - Fireplace

🍽 - Food

🍪 - Desserts

🦌 - Reindeer

🛷 - Sled

🧤 - Gloves

👒 - Hats

😌 - Blankets

👕 - Sweaters

🎂 - Holiday Desserts

☕️ - Hot Chocolate/Apple Cider

🌨 - White Christmas

⛸️ - Ice Skating

🧣 - Scarf

Again, if you can think of any others that you would like to use, I am perfectly fine with that!!

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Guys, you can request as many stories as you want, just remember that these things all take time!!! Just let me know what your requesting in a reply, ask, reblog, dm, etc. Anything at all!! Just please let me know!! And if you have any questions, definitely feel free to ask me!!!

[cassieb1617]

ABOUT ME

NAVIGATION || MASTERLIST

Hello everyone! I‘m Cassie, my pronouns are she/her and I‘m 21. I come from Germany so English is not my first language, my zodiac sign is Sagittarius and my Hogwarts house is Slytherin. I‘m also a big Marvel and Harry Potter nerd which is what this blog is about. 

I, at first, made this blog to read fanfiction about my favourite Harry Potter characters but then decided to write some of them myself, later on I began watching the Marvel movies and started writing for my favourite MCU characters as well. 

All the gifs I use are not mine unless specifically stated, they are taken from Pinterest or from here on Tumblr. You can see the original gif-maker when you tap on the light grey name under the gif on the right side. The pictures like the header image in my navigation are nace by me and my divider as well. 

Please be kind when you send stuff into my inbox, I don‘t tolerate stuff like discrimination, hate, bullying etc. I don‘t want any of works plagiarized, copied republished somewhere that‘s not my account or translated. My works are only on Tumblr and my Wattpad. 

I ask you to read the warnings in the works and to not interact with the post if one of the warnings is MDNI [minors do not interact] or 18+. You are responsible for your own media consumption so I will not be held responsible when something triggers you that has been mentioned in the warnings. 

A little disclaimer: neither the Harry Potter universe nor the Marvel Universe belongs to me. Everything that you read is purely fictional!

In my earlier fics I used (y/n) but later on stopped using it. All my readers are female or gender neutral and I won‘t write male readers. Please respect that. I try not to describe the reader‘s features like eye colour, skin colour, etc so everyone feels included, inform me if something is incorrect (unless specifically given e.g. gamer!reader).

Some helpful tags may be:

#[insert your character‘s name] 

#gamer!reader

#camgirl!reader

#[insert your character‘s name] x reader

#cassie‘s masterlist

#fic rec

Please block this hashtags if you don‘t want to see this topics/fics:

#smut

#camgirl!reader

#camgirl au

#marvel

#harry potter

!To see the 18+ fics you‘ll have to change your community labels!

The characters I write for:

Harry Potter:

James Potter

Remus Lupin 

Regulus Black

Lily Evans

Fred Weasley

George Weasley

Charlie Weasley

Hermione Granger

Ginny Weasley

Marvel:

Steve Rogers

Bucky Barnes

Sam Wilson

Pietro Maximoff

Wanda Maximoff

Natasha Romanoff

Misc:

Chris Evans

Ari Levinson (The Red Sea Diving Resort)

Andy Barber (Defending Jacob)

Frank Adler (Gifted)

Ransom Drysdale (Knives Out)

Lloyd Hansen (The Gray Man)

Billy Loomis (Scream 1996)

Stu Macher (Scream 1996)

Sam Carpenter (Scream V)

Amber Freeman (Scream V)

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Mirage: The Third Enhanced (Avengers x Red Room x HYDRA)

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/vG0TiNP by AspiringAuthor_13 Katharine "Ryn" Wolff (18) never wanted to become an enhanced person, nor did she want to spend seven years in the Red Room. Turns out, the Universe doesn't really care what people want, and Ryn was forced to deal with it. She's been stuck in survival mode for nine years now, ever since her step-mother shot and killed her father. Turns out, she was an undercover Widow. Fun, right? Ryn would have given up a long time ago, except for one thing: Her little sister Evelynn. When a mission in Lagos goes sideways, Ryn, and her powers, become exposed to the Avengers. Natasha Romanoff (31) has taken Wanda Maximoff (27) under her wing, teaching her to fight without powers, and generally being the friend the young woman needs. But Natasha still feels like something is missing. What was she really after? Someone who didn’t just need her for fighting skills or tactics. A person who had been through fire of their own and, by sheer will, had come through on the other side—someone she could guide not just on technique, but also on the art of survival, on how to live without being consumed by what had been done to them. Will Ryn escape the clutches of HYDRA and her past? Or will she be consumed by her own perceived failures? Words: 4950, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Fandoms: The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Marvel Cinematic Universe Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death, Rape/Non-Con, Underage Categories: F/M Characters: Original Female Character(s), Original Male Character(s), Avengers Team Members (Marvel), Tony Stark, Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Steve Rogers, Loki (Marvel), Thor (Marvel), Sam Wilson (Marvel), James "Rhodey" Rhodes, James "Bucky" Barnes, Peter Parker, Clint Barton, Clint Barton's Family Members, Vision (Marvel), Wanda Maximoff, Pepper Potts, Dreykov (Avengers Marvel movies), Madame B. (Marvel), Brock Rumlow, Original Antagonist Character(s), Madame Hydra, Wolfgang von Strucker, Yelena Belova Relationships: Steve Rogers & Natasha Romanov, Original Female Character/Original Male Character, Pepper Potts/Tony Stark, Steve Rogers/Natasha Romanov, Clint Barton/Laura Barton, Michelle Jones/Peter Parker Additional Tags: Post-Movie: Avengers: Age of Ultron (2015), Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Red Room (Marvel), Hydra (Marvel), Graphic Description, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Physical Abuse, Implied Sexual Content, No Smut, Fluff and Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Implied/Referenced Suicide, Suicide Attempt, Suicidal Thoughts, Original Character(s), Original Character Death(s), Major Original Character(s), Major Character Injury, Torture, Implied/Referenced Rape/Non-con, Natasha Romanov Is Not A Robot, Clint Barton & Natasha Romanov Friendship, Natasha Romanov Feels, Natasha Romanov Needs a Hug, Natasha Romanov Has Issues, romanogers - Freeform, Wanda Maximoff Needs a Hug, Hurt Wanda Maximoff, Pietro Maximoff Dies, Protective Wanda Maximoff, Protective Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Steve Rogers Feels, Steve Rogers Needs a Hug, Tony Stark Has a Heart, Wanda Maximoff & Natasha Romanov Friendship, Pre-Wanda Maximoff/Vision, Not Canon Compliant, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Anxiety, Panic Attacks, Slow Romance, Slow Burn, Implied/Referenced Alcohol Abuse/Alcoholism read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/vG0TiNP

[saidrolav]

Laundry virgin

Steve rogers x gn!reader

Summary: You and Steve go on a little cute date after you met at the laundromat.

Warnings: none!! Pure fluff!

A/N: it's been a while but i'm back with the sequel of that fic you guys liked so muuuuch!!

part one!

not my gif!

Since you met at the laundromat, Steve and you talked very little by messages and even less by calls. The poor old man was indeed bad with smartphones and you only talked when you were calling or sending the first message, and Steve was always ending his messages by his name like he wasn't registered in your contacts. Plus, you were adults and both busy, both on each side with your works, family and other stuff.

When you came home the day you met, you were sure you had already seen or heard the name "Steve Rogers". You googled it and with horror found out that he was the one and only, Captain America, and you were even more mortified realizing that you flirted with him which made your messages a little bit colder than they were because... he's an adult super hero right ? You were a bit lost, about your feelings, about how you talked to him and about his feelings, what if you had imagined everything ? Steve, on his side, had never been happier, the person that he thought was the most beautiful on earth was talking to him, daily, every message you sent was bringing a smile to his face. He indeed noticed that your mood changed but he just thought that it was because you guys only saw each other once and that you were hesitant to open up to him because, he was still an stranger to you.

When he realized that he frowned, bit his lip then managed to write a message that sounded like: "Hi, it's been a while since we've seen each other. Would you like if we met at Grand Branks at 7 p.m tomorrow ? If you're available, Steve." He was always really formal in his message, his inner old soul did this, he was writing a message like he was writing a letter he was just that way.

You received that message when you were going out of the shower, you putted on a towel and went to check your phone, you had heard the familiar ring from the bathroom. You take it in your hands, open it and your breath get caught in your throat as you see the name that appears on the screen, and you nearly choke as you read the message. A million of "oh-my-god" go though your head before your brain decide to work and search if you had anything planned tomorrow, you figured out that you didn't and with trembling fingers answered. "No i'm not busy so I guess I'll see you tomorrow here, can't wait, Y/N." You were formal only because he was and you thought it was weird if you weren't formal as he was. Steve received your message with the same smile you had when you sent it.

The time of the date arrived quickly, and you both were stressed as hell, you both also putted on your favourite outfits, and you both were really excited to see each other! Steve was at the restaurant thirty minutes early and was cracking his fingers one by one of nervousness. What if you didn't come? What if he was wrong about your intentions? What if you just wanted to be friends? I mean friends can invite each other at the restaurant right-Oh. His thoughts were stopped completely when he saw you walking in the restaurant, you haven't saw him so he watched you carefully as you were looking for him, his eyes were so glued to you that he didn't think about indicating to you were he was, he was just admiring from afar. His heart was racing in his chest but skipped a beat when your eyes met and he swears his jaw was on the floor, you were perfect. If he could he would've married you right here, right now.

You became red when you saw how handsome he was, he was perfectly dressed, between the casual and the classy, but you became redder when you saw how he was looking at you, he was basically undressing you with his eyes and it was giving you butterflies. You quickly made you way over him and he stood up as fastly. He gave you a flash of his beautiful smile and hugged you while whispering a shaky "Hi". You answered the same way while hugging him, he took your chair so you could sit on it then sit at his. A little bit a gentlemen-y wasn't so bad after all.

"Did i made you wait ?" You chuckled a bit and he returned your laugh.

"Don't worry, you're right on time, i'm the one early, bad habit." He took his glass while smiling and drank a bit of whatever was in it.

"Bad habit ? I don't think everyone would agree with you." You took the menu in your hands and chuckled. "Did you made your choice yet ? There's do many dishes i feel like i'm losing my mind.."

He laughed at your remark and putted down the menu before putting one of his hands in his hair quickly. "Don't worry you're not the only one losing your mind here, that's why I'm here early so I can choose which dish I will pick, and I still haven't made my choice." It was your turn to laugh and Steve thought that he wanted to make your beautiful laugh his ringtone, creepy, but that's how much he loved your voice and everything about you.

The night spent, perfectly, you both were a bit tipsy from the bottle of wine you had drank but not enough to be super drunk. Just enough to give you both a boost of confidence. He walked you home to your appartment because it was getting dark and you were cold, so he gave you his jacket which you appreciated a lot because, it smelt like the super soldier. Though the night you spent with him, he was so sincere and kind with you that you completely forgot about the fact that he was the Captain America, he was just a beautiful human being, and that was enough. You soon arrived in front of your appartment and you both let go each other hand that you were holding because of the cold, yeah right, the cold. Steve looked at you with stars in his ocean eyes and you swore at that moment that was the prettiest thing that you ever seen in your entire life. You saw his beautiful eyes looking softly at your lips but quickly returning back to your eyes. You thought he was going to kiss you right here right now but then.

He kissed your right cheek while caressing your other one. "Have a good night Y/N.." is what he purred in your ear with a charming smile and you felt your knees go weak, your cheeks were crimson and you just stood there, watching him slowly go away in the corridor.

Steve had the door in his hand when he heard fast running coming towards the stairs, he arched an eyebrow then turned around only to feel two arms and a body crashing into him just as the lips that were on his. This scent, he knew it, it was you. He slowly closed his eyes as his body was slamming on the door semi-opened, he returned the fever kiss as it was burning on his lips and changed your positions so you could be on the door, you were kissing each other like two animals but then you heard a door noise and your both bodies went straight and turned around like two kids who had been caught doing something bad. Plus, both of your faces were red tomato and you were trying to catch your breaths.

You saw that old man of Mr.Nakajima, opening the door with his brows furrowed, oh he was angry. "Are you trying to wake me up ? Because you did! Just get a room! These kids..." He slammed his door shut and you and Steve remained calm until that and you burst out in laughters. Steve watched you and picked you up as you let out a small scream: "What do you think you're doing Steve ?"

He laughed and replied quickly: "Getting a room!"

[blakelakebake]

Normality (Prologue)

A Natasha Romanoff Story

Summary: Normality has never been in the Black Widow’s dictionary. All her life she was trained in rough conditions and kill from just an order, never having the time for a domestic and simple life. But when she stumbles across a cute guy working in a small coffee shop and her leaving with just a number and a name on a cup, Natasha slowly learns the true meaning of what being normal is like.

Warnings: Fluff, some painful slow burn, okay maybe A LOT of painful slow burn, a bit of angst, language, eventual smut, domestic Natasha (because why not) and some good ol’ wholesome love for the great assassin.

Pairings: Natasha Romanoff x (Trans)Male!Original Character.

Characters: Natasha Romanoff, Azriel Carmel (OC), Clint Barton, Laura Barton, and basically anybody else from the Avengers and some OCs of mine.

A/N: I’ve been reading so much Natasha fanfics to the point where I’m obsessed. This idea came to me a while back, like months ago, but due to being in quarantine with not much to do other than do homework and play club penguin at 2am with friends, I’ve decided - with some encouragement from this really good fanfic that I read - to start this series with high hopes that I’ll be able to not procrastinate on it and actually finish it. Please comment what you think and hope you enjoy!

A Year After The Battle Of New York

"One caramel latte?" The voice, deep and smooth, called out. A woman stood up from her seat near the counter, smiling at the barista while grabbing her small mug of coffee, a thank you leaving her lips. The man smiled back, nodding as he turns back to making a black coffee for another costumer. He grabbed a small mug from the side, putting it onto a white plate as he clicks the portafilter into place, allowing the coffee machine do its magic.

Checking his watch, he sighed, his free hand reaching up to adjust his round glasses. Just twenty more minutes, he thought as the time nears eight o'clock at night, when his shift finishes. He places the cup on the coffee machine, allowing the dark liquid to flow into it. His eyebrows furrowed from a realisation, who's having coffee at this time? Mentally shrugging off the thought, he took the mug once the machine beeped and placed it back on the plate, bringing it to the counter.

"One black coffee?" Just then, a redheaded woman saunters towards the barista, causing him to pause for a bit, taking her appearance in. She was wearing a full black outfit, which wrapped around her figure perfectly, a black leather jacket complementing her even more. He couldn't help it, after all, he is a guy with hormones. But instead of checking her out more, he stopped himself and smiled at her, sliding the mug forward to bring it closer to the woman.

She grabs her drink by the plate, a stiff smile plastered on her face. "Thanks." The man smiled back.

"No problem." She walked back to her table where an open book is placed on top of it. She sat down, sipping her mug before placing it down and picking up her book, her legs crossed and her eyes focused.

The barista couldn't help but stare at her for a bit longer, intrigued and curious about the woman. His head tilted to the side a bit, his light brown eyes taking in her appearance. The woman must've notice, since her own eyes diverted from her book to him, causing him to quickly look away and continue on with his work, his nerves taking over his body as he fidgets around with some equipments.

Natasha looked at him, an eyebrow raised before looking back at her book. She sipped her coffee again, frustration slowly creeping onto her skin as her eyes lose focus from the story she was invested in just ten minutes ago. Ignoring the random thoughts that were trying to invade her mind, she chugged down her cup of coffee, placing her book back down before walking back to the till, her mug and plate in hand.

From behind the till, she saw that the barista had his back to her, his short, curly black hair swishing around as he moved swiftly within the small area, the smell of chocolate making its way into Natasha's nose as he placed the takeaway cup in front of a young girl who smiled at him before rushing out of the cafe.

He exhaled, a crooked, tired smile plastered on his face, his brown eyes slowly moving their attention from the wooden counter to the redhead staring at him with piercing green orbs. Startled slightly, his eyes went wide for a bit before fazing back to normal, his smile never faltering, only lifting slightly.

The barista's feet moved his body quickly to the till with him now facing Natasha once again. He immediately noticed the empty mug, chuckling before he put his attention back onto the redhead.

"Isn't it bad for you to have black coffee late at night." He said with amusement written across his face. She responded with a raised eyebrow, challenging him to talk further. Unfortunately, the man was blissfully ignorant. "Seriously, you won't be able to have your beauty sleep if you drink too much."

Natasha hummed, the corners of her lips moving upwards slightly, but her face still emotionless. "And aren't you supposed to be serving your customer?" The black haired man chuckled nervously, his large hand - not that Natasha noticed, no - moved to scratch the back of his neck.

"Sorry," Embarrassment washes over his face, a slight tint of pink on his light-tanned skin. "D'you want another mug of black?" The redhead looked at him blankly for a second before nodding her head, her hand passing her mug to the barista while her other hand reached into her pocket to grab her wallet.

The man gladly took her mug placing it on the counter behind him quickly before he turned back to face the redhead once again. He saw her waller in hand, and for some odd reason, he shook his head. "You don't need to pay."

Natasha looked back up from her wallet, her eyebrows rising a bit in question. The brown-eyed man mentally winced, almost regretting saying that, but instead of backing out from what he blurted out, he continued on, with less confidence. "Um, it's on the house."

Her face stayed the same. "Since, you know, the cafe's about to close, and there isn't anyone here, and I thought why not make this pretty woman some nice coffee for fr-"

"So I'm just a pretty face?" The redhead cut him off, amused at him nervously ranting in front of her. He was lucky that no one was around to witness it.

"What? No! I mean," His eyes kept on diverting to everything around the cafe except for the woman in front of him. He eventually gave up on whatever he was going to say and instead sighed, his shoulders deflating and his head tilted down slightly. "I'll just go make your coffee."

Natasha smirked, enjoying the fact that she could make any man a stuttering mess. "Two things," She then said, causing the barista to snap his attention back to her. "One, your name."

"Oh, uh..." Surprise was slapped across his face for a moment before he recovered a bit. "It's Azriel. What about yo-"

"Two," She held up two fingers which made the man - Azriel - stop himself from talking any further. "Can I have my coffee to go?"

The black haired man blinked, speechless and confused at the same time. He slowly nodded, his feet twisting him around so that he could continue on doing his work. Azriel placed the mug into the sink as he reached for a take away cup, only to pause, hesitance in his stance.

"Uh..." His light brown eyes met her green ones again. "D'you want a small or medium?" She started at him for a moment, her mind calculating and observing.

"Small." With a nod, the barista went back to work with a small cup in hand. Whilst the black haired man was focused on making her coffee, Natasha began thinking over the conversation. It was weird, strange even, that somehow, out of all the coffee places she could go to and people she could talk to, she just had to stumble across this small, yet comfy, coffee shop where the barista just so happens to be a cute guy that the assassin herself can't help but check out from behind him.

His body was lean, but not too skinny to make him seem lanky. His shoulders were slightly broad, unlike Steve's shoulders, and although his arms were covered by his long-sleeve sweater, she could tell that he had a slight muscle build from the way the material fit perfectly around them.

As her eyes raked over his body, she didn't seem to notice the small detail of Azriel writing some numbers and a few words on her cup once the machine finished making the redhead's coffee. He turned around suddenly, smiling brightly - though his eyes held some bit of exhaustion - causing Natasha's eyes to quickly divert from watching his firm ass (I'm still a woman with desires, she told herself as she forced her eyes to look at the man's slightly round face.

"Here you go." He said, nervously handing her the hot drink. She took it, her lips curving upwards, a small smile plastered on her mouth as she grabbed her drink.

"Thanks."

"Anytime." Azriel nodded, his eyes suddenly interested on the counter in front of him, earning a chuckled from Natasha as she walked towards the door. She opened it, causing a chime to ring through the empty shop, her head twisting around so that she could see the cute barista over her shoulder.

With a grin, she spoke: "See you later, Azriel."

"Y-yeah, see you!" He replied with a wave, his voice sounding a little too enthusiastic for a response, causing him to wince visibly after. Fortunately for him, the redhead was already gone, allowing him to sigh in relief. A content smile graced his lips for a bit before it dropped once he saw the time.

8:22pm.

"Ah crap." Azriel huffed in frustration, knowing that he won't be able to sleep for another two hours if he doesn't close the cafe soon. Throughout the night, from when he was sweeping the floor clean to when he finally got back to his apartment, green eyes circled around his mind, never leaving for just a moment.