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voulezloux · 1 year ago

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hello ! this is the landing post for all my fics ! below the cut are my fics in chronological order with links to their fic posts and series if they are in one! enjoy.

xx. oliver

lips so good i forget my name (2.3k) (mature, larry) (part 1 of camboy au)

omega camboy louis’ got a request that he needs alpha friend harry to help with

ride it, my pony (2.0k) (mature, larry) (part 2 of camboy au)

louis’ audience wants an encore

i’m still breathing (i’m alive) (9.5k) (teen, larry) (part 1 of alive)

the downward spiral of louis tomlinson (or the alcoholism fic nobody asked for)

you took it all (but i’m still breathing) (1.3k) (not rated, larry) (part 2 of alive)

louis almost has a relapse. harry’s there to save him

you’re the feeling i can’t put down (2.8k) (not rated, larry)

i literally can’t sleep alone anymore so i’ve shown up at your door in my pajamas can we have one more nap together, please?

higher than the empire state (2.0k) (teen, larry)

harry and louis get high together

broken like me (1.4k) (general, larry)

we were only supposed to be friends

from the cradle to the grave (5.4k) (teen, larry)

love is only for the brave

and just forget the world (3.9k) (not rated, larry)

harry’s in a car crash. louis won’t leave his side.

emotions won’t grow (1.7k) (general, larry)

so, you’re the unfortunate soul stuck with me

a big. bright, beautiful world (0.6k) (not rated, larry)

louis asked who harry’d be

it’s hard for me to go home (4.8k) (not rated, larry)

don’t call me baby again

you know i spent some time (in hollywood) (2.2k) (not rated, larry)

harry’s an actor. louis’ the man he left behind.

calling out for someone to hold tonight (3.8k) (not rated, larry)

harry’s straight. louis isn’t. they still manage to fall in love

i couldn’t spend this night alone (2.9k) (not rated, larry)

it’s their first christmas together, and harry wants it to be the best christmas ever.

baby be with me (so happily) (10.4k) (mature, larry)

pop punk band owls on the avenue just signed to their first label, powered by soup, harry is assigned to do their hair. louis has a few problems with that.

this love’s a luxury (5.2k) (mature, larry)

omega louis is a hairdresser. alpha harry just wants his hands on him.

your blueberry eyes (6.1k) (mature, larry)

famous/not famous au where louis tattoos and harry falls for blues

and i’m putting my heart out on display (6k) (not rated, larry)

harry gets cheated on. so does louis. they find comfort in each other.

last christmas (i gave you my heart) (4.4k) (general, larry)

louis and harry are broken up. cue scheming friends to make one christmas wish come true

good enough (for you) (8.2k) (general, larry)

omega louis is next in line to rule the pack. in spite of the rule saying he needs an alpha to rule, he creates an impossible olympics to find a worthy mate. harry somehow wins the gold.

take it day by day (10.1k) (mature, larry)

“enemies” to lovers au where harry and louis secretly date and harry just wants to smell like his baby.

i’m still standing (after all this time) (22.5k) (mature, larry)

dubbed the modern elton john, harry is the biggest thing to come to pop music. topping the charts, there isn’t anyone who can dethrone him. until pop punk trio funeral for fire emerges on the scene.

a face of a lover with a fire in his heart (2.6k) (general, larry)

it’s christmas time and whamageddon is upon us. with all of their friends out, harry and louis make a bet to see who can not listen to the wham! song longer.

one chance (kiss him you fool) (5.5k) (mature, larry)

the five times louis tries (and fails) to ask harry out. and the one time harry finally gets the balls to ask louis out.

nights like these (3.7k) (general, larry)

you smile at me and say “it’s time to go.” but i don’t feel like going home.

your right now, your forever, your last call, your whatever (6.3k) (mature, larry)

“we should kiss.” so they kiss.

defying stars (9.2k) (teen, larry)

the marching band au that one person (and that was me) asked for

always had that heart of mine (7.8k) (mature, larry)

louis is nesting, though he won’t admit to it. between being ill, the stress of uni, and near drops, the only thing keeping him afloat is harry’s scent. the fact they don’t get along is neither here nor there.

part time soulmates (full time problem) (12.0k) (mature, larry)

sworn enemies harry and louis are soulmates. everything is going smoothly until the pain hits.

it's the summer of our love (3.0k) (general, louis/ryan ross)

ryan is in love with his best friend and gym bro, louis. the problem? ryan is straight.

if it feels like love (then it must be love) (1.9k) (general, shiall)

niall and shawn are in love. if they could both realize this, that would be lovely.

make my wish come true (2.4k) (not rated, larry)

the one where all harry wants for christmas is lou

powerless (and i don’t care) (4.0k) (explicit, larry)

everyone on tour calls each other daddy, don’t ask why. and louis is so used to calling everyone “daddy” that, when he finally comes home, naturally he calls harry that. alternatively titled "the daddy fic."

for the rest of my life (for the rest of yours) (1.5k) (mature, zouis)

zayn and louis are exes. they still sleep together.

don’t be afraid to love (and love again) (83.2k) (teen, larry) (part 1 of trans louis verse)

the one where louis is trans and afraid, harry is cis and brave, and being 100% yourself is easier said than done.

the past might be painful, but i’m in love with our future (10.3k) (teen, larry) (part 2 of trans louis verse)

it takes a lot of convincing for louis to let harry take him to his first pride. harry understands his worries and fears. really, he does. he just wants to show his boyfriend that he doesn’t have to be alone anymore. a don’t be afraid to love (and love again) time stamp.

frightened by the bite, no harsher than the bark (21.6k) (teen, larry)

louis loves going to the barricade during his shows. if it’s because he’s got a bit (lot) of touch deprivation and is using it as an excuse to have his big alpha bodyguard, harry, touch him, well, that’s a secret he doesn’t need to tell.

last updated: 6 july, 2024

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chrislaplante · 5 months ago

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random chris facts.

• he does not drink. it started off as him following doctors’ instructions, given his meds. but then he got wasted once & hated it. so now, he simply doesn’t.

• he does not smoke. he used to. it’s been about five years now that he quit smoking.

• he does not drive. he can, he knows how to drive. he’s not allowed to, however. he takes anti seizure medications, and in order to get his license he must go at least three years without seizures (well, in his case, “seizures”, I.e., demon attacks), without taking the medications. a conundrum, if you will. he hasn’t been able to legally drive since high school.

• he feels far more comfortable around women than men. chuck it to trust issues that came from posthumously finding out certain— potentially serial killer-y things about his dad. thus crushing the image he had of him growing up, whom he considered his best friend.

• he tends to forget to eat. he tries his best to remind himself he should eat something, but some of his meds give him both nausea & suppress his appetite. this leads to days where he feels “off” & suddenly realizes he has eaten absolutely nothing & it’s the middle of the night already.

• he sees things. he cannot tell the living from the dead (ghosts, spirits, entities, demons, etc), until he realizes he’s the only one who can see them. he’s not used to it, even tho it’s been this way since he was sixteen. after college, he began to understand he wasn’t just “seeing things” due to his diagnoses. they weren’t hallucinations, they were very real.

• he recognizes the entities by now. the ones which inhabit him. he can tell them apart by the way he senses them and the way they make themselves known to him.

• he loves 80s goth, post punk & new wave. the cure, depeche mode, the smiths, joy division, echo & the bunnymen, eurythmics, the jesus & mary chain, inxs, the cult, xtc, siouxie sioux & the banshees, kate bush, shakespeare’s sister, etc. as far as newer music goes, he’s more selective. lebanon hanover, the horrors, dua lipa, placebo, imogen heap, etc. he does listen to heavier stuff from time to time, tho not often.

• he has a goth soul. according to his girlfriend. he’d love to be such, ever since his teenage years. his interests & likes, finding beauty in the darker things. it all fits as one would expect, he’s never thought of himself as “cool enough” to pull it off.

• he’s afraid of the dark, but likes the night. no, i don’t understand it myself. you’ll have to ask him.

• he’s not fond of horror movies… but he’s slowly making his way into becoming a horror fan. by now, he’s seen some of the classics but not much more than that. he only started giving horror a chance after college.

• he does not have social media. this is something he’s avoided since college, when reddit true crime weirdos found him & recognized him, they began to ask questions about the atrocities involving his dad. much like that incident with a reporter when he was fifteen. his mom got a call, he was hyperventilating.

this is also a big reason…

• he changed his look. in order to be unrecognizable. he’s had plenty of unsavory experiences throughout the years, having dealt with “fans” of his father, or wanting the “inside scoop”. he wants none of it.

• he self medicates to drown out what he sees & hears. abusing prescription pills (sedatives for his “night terrors”), over-the-counter sleeping pills, etc. sedation & drowsiness make things feel less real. dream-like. in his thinking, it’s easier to deal with. nevertheless, he’s highly embarrassed by it all.

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alvertesongdiary · 2 years ago

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Soul Glo - Gold Chain Punk (whogonbeatmyass?)

Can I live? Can I pull out the needles I’ve been stuck with in a bloodletting Ima turn into drip? Can I live? Can I chill and not take up space to trip, red-pilling myself until I submit? Can I live? Can I pull up on myself and disclaim whoever else voice it is that say my mistakes only why I exist too much and too loudly for me to question it?

A nigga is the grill he got, a nigga is the chain he lost that he got from Willy Will off the lot. A nigga be in pocket till he not, till he shut down and won’t talk, Fort Knox. Giving so little takes so much, putting in work to look like he don’t give a fuck. It’s worth it to pretend you never get wound up and shrug it off and put half on the Sag cusp. JK Ima hold it forever. The angry nigga at my core is many things, (but) not forgetful. He say, “The jewels retooled you to make more fools than schools do; of course you out here now wishing you could do better. You know that you’ve sewn the thread of all you’ve regretted. You know no one calling after ties have been severed.” ¡Y no lo puedo puto creer! So I hit the dab pen on the Megabus, nigga who gon beat my ass? I might get high too much, but do I give a fuck? Who gon beat my ass? Half the time I see my best self as a nigga who know what he deserve. Then I wake up on the next day unable to relate to the meaning of the word. The unlimited worlds in this one earth, their work and its worth motivate my love of life undermined by, as it were, feeling insecure, so who gon beat my ass? (who want it goddamit??) Who wanna play judge loose and fast bc they got nothing but time on hand, but still give a fuck about where a nigga land? Who the fuck out here with it like that? Can a nigga live?

Can I live? Is it really possible for a nigga to piss off his therapist? Uhhhhhhh I’m just asking for a friend, try not to read too much into it. Can I live? Can I pull up on myself and disclaim whoever else voice it is that say my mistakes only why I exist too much and too loudly for me to question it? Can I exist in love of my own decisions? Can I hold my own hand under my weighted blanket? Forgiveness is a ghost to my mind, ever-fading from my sight with time. Out here happy and dying, that’s life. Savagery run it and I’m doing just fine. I’m doing just fine…

Can I live? Smith and Wesson in my pocket, who gon beat my ass? Out here drunk and I don’t give a fuck. Who gon beat my ass? Say more, say less, it’s all the same. When it’s time to die we can meet outside to see who gon feel my pain. So who gon beat my ass?

07/12/2022

#soul glo #gold chain punk (whogonbeatmyass?)#gold chain punk #lyrics #music #song of the day #diary

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existentialmagazine · 4 months ago

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Review: Carrying Torches newest single ‘All For Nothing’ delivers infectious indie-rock with a narrative of multi-faceted love

Hailing from the vibrant crossroads of suburban Chicago and rural farmland, the dynamic upcomers Carrying Torches have made quite the name for themselves already, crafting a sound that blends genres like synth wave, Americana, and heartland rock into something distinctly their own. Their expertise doesn’t stop there though, putting on over 100 exhilarating live performances that audiences everywhere can’t help but love, and they have plenty more to give.

As 2024 sees the group only further push their musical evolution to the max, their newest single ‘All For Nothing’ stands out as a beacon to all as this five-piece are determined as ever to make themselves known. Through an introduction that’s instantly electric, ‘All For Nothing’ charges in instantly with a pop-punk infused guitar riff, vigorous strums and dominant drums, delivering a vibrant palette of storming indie sound. That immediate kindling of euphoria is hard to shake off, even when the verse simmers down through just distant guitar strums and steady tumbling drums you can still feel that well-established warmth, stripped-back but still as anthemic as ever. The slowly driving sound doesn’t lose its momentum though as their charismatic vocalist takes the lead, his clean and endearing lines charming listeners while the instrumentals progressively build back up, the volume and intensity rising as things play out.

One hell of a colourful chorus explosion is the heart and soul of it all, unravelling through multiple layers of pounding drums, beaming guitar strums, deep bass twangs, complex riffs and vocals that are a little more rich and raspy. Everything about it is hard to tear yourself away from, a mesh of differing elements that weave and play together with such a natural ease, all the while catchy lyrical hooks draw you in for a sing-along high.

That’s not all that ‘All For Nothing’ has to offer though, delivering much more than just an addictive tune with a weighty narrative embedded within, capturing the multi-faceted nature of love. From the opening visuals, we’re transported to a car ride between two lovers, our protagonist singing ‘eyes closed on the passenger side, rain pours out, the dust burns our eyes.’ As they let their crush take the wheel, we’re subtly told that they’re not in control, allowing themselves to be steered as they fall deeper for this love interest. The pathetic fallacy is equally harsh, contrasting with the vibrant romanticised scenes of movies with the reality that it’s not always sunshine and rainbows, instead this pair are caught in the rain with a destination that’s still unknown. As the chorus hook announces ‘it seemed harmless at the start, a snake slithered down my arm’ , we begin to feel the more complex and harmful sides of love, letting our guard down like prey against a predator, being unknowingly allured towards their loving front. But they don’t seem to linger too much on these revelations, continuing into the second verse with the admission that ‘not everyone gets this lucky, I don’t care if it’s just for now’, finding a lot to cherish even if it ends in a total car crash.

It’s hard not to appreciate every little detail that ‘All For Nothing’ has to offer, rather poetically exploring love while the sound infectiously hooks you from within. Don’t forget to keep listening here, it’s worth it.

Written by: Tatiana Whybrow

Photo Credits: Amber Okroi-Taylor

// This coverage was supported and created via Musosoup, #SustainableCurator.

#tatiana

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absenthiium · 1 year ago

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hello absenthium. it is mid fucking night at the moment and i’m probably going a little insane but i felt the need to speak with you. i’m the commenter that told you your t4t rasey fic reawakened the rebellious trans child within me, and what i’m going to say to you now is long and will probably sound venty even though it’s not intended to be, but i needed to speak to you.

i realized i was transgender when i was 12 in the end of the 2019. i was lucky enough to be in an area and time where everyone knew and at least sort of supported trans people, as we all had the internet and social media, so i didn’t deal with much there. but there was something deeply unsettled within me, i didn’t stand for being misgendered or deadnamed, or anything of that happening to my friends. i chopped all my hair off and dyed it bright red. everyday, i wore a black denim jacket i’d gotten from hot topic when i was like ten and decorated it in every single dark patch i could get my mom to sew on it.

i was 12 years old when blm was kickstarted in 2020. it was my first interaction with anything activist, because i was born pretty lucky and they don’t teach elementary schoolers the gritty intricacies of reality, and as angry at everything as i already was i lunged into it teeth bared. i ran a social justice account on instagram and poured every second of every day into activism, and making everyone else see what i was seeing. unfortunately, what they didn’t teach newbies back then was how to take a break, or what was disguised term rhetoric or that it actually didn’t actually matter whether i watched all those videos of people getting graphically murdered, and that it was okay that instead of making me angry they just made me scared. so, after about 2 years or so i burnt out hard and had to be physically dragged off and kept off my plate by the people who loved me. by then, though, i’d realized not a soul was ever listening, and everyone thought i was just some annoying little kid, so i didn’t even care, because what was the point of anything if nothing ever happened?

i stopped feeling angry, at anything and everything. i got deadnamed and misgendered, but it was just my life. i was only logically aware that i was transgender, but it no longer mattered, because everyone was going to see me as a girl no matter what, and as a girl who had no advantage in a fight whatsoever, it was in my best interest to keep my head down and voice low. i viewed that as who i was, and still sort of do, that i was nothing more than a soft-spoken caretaker, someone who fought but just wasn’t good enough to win, because i wasn’t a person who won fights, and i wasn’t a person who wanted to fight anyone at all. the kid who did was dead and long gone.

and then i read your fic, and i became so acutely aware that this kid inside me was alive. that the kid who wanted nothing more than to colour their knuckles red with the blood of nazis had never died at all, i had just left them there to. and i didn’t really know what to do about it, so i just kind of told you and kept going.

but i kept getting drawn back to that fic, and to your account. to this punk movement little me wanted nothing more to be a part of. i started listening to punk rock, and found myself enjoying it in a way i couldn’t explain.

and then i started dreaming. most of my dreams are nightmares, usually about me getting hurt and being scared, but these ones were… unlike anything i’d ever had before. i was furious. in these dreams i screamed over the men that screamed at me, when i had spent so long taming my instincts into calming them down by all means necessary. i reached out and clawed their flesh with my bare nails until blood ran down their faces. i screamed bloody murder and tore doors off their hinges in the faces of people who weren’t listening, people who weren’t helping me. i tried to forget about them when i woke up but they lingered and settled in me uncomfortably and stubbornly, and i found myself back at your account, and as such, in your spaces.

and i found myself questioning what had happened to me. why did everyone suddenly get to push me around? why was this just how i live by virtue of being born a woman? why did it no longer matter when people misgendered me and deadnamed me despite knowing? when did i get so used to all this disrespect that being submissive to it became part of my identity as a person?

i don’t much know where i’m going anymore, but i’m wide awake with this deep sense that i need to be fighting and people need to hear my voice, which hasn’t gotten to me in so long. i’m alive. i’m alive and i didn’t know i was dead at all, i just thought i had matured past the preteen angst and anger we all experience.

i had forgotten what it felt like to be alive and awake.

i’ve forgotten a lot of things.

thank you.

hey, friend.

thank you for sharing your story with me. thank you for your words, and for your anger. it's alright, it's normal to be scared: the world we exist in was built specifically to tear us down, to make us afraid to live - to make us small. and it is scary. just as activism is draining and hope can seem hopeless. please do hold on to your rage. not to make it eat at you, but to give you power. draw your anger from what you love, from the things and the people you want to save, from the parts of yourself you might miss if you didn't fight to keep them. you deserve all the red, be it from hair dye or the (metaphorical or not) blood of Nazis and violent men.

i know it's hard. i don't always know if it'll get easier. i'm older than you are now and i often feel like i'm just getting started. but it's worth it, and it will be. you're fighting a good fight, and people do need to hear to your voice, just as you do have to raise it if you want to.

i'm honored you told me all this, and that my little story got to be part of your journey. wherever you are, whoever you are, i hope you are safe, and very loved. and that you'll keep fighting.

rock on, friend.

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ggukkiereads · 4 years ago

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Fic Recs | Themed Series - OT7

These recs are based on an ask about

“OT7 fics that has a story line for each member and they're all connected/in the same universe”

Because there are so many universe/s, I categorized the fics into the ff:

Band/Music/Idol AUs

CEO/Office AUs

College AUs

Mafia/Gang AUs

Science Fiction/Dystopian AUs

Supernatural/Fantasy

Secret Agents/Spy AUs

Slice of Life

Credits go to all the writers who planned these series. Thank you dear writers for sharing these gems with us!

And if you happen to see/read fics listed here and enjoyed them as much as I did, don’t forget to show appreciation through reblogs, comments, or other positive interaction you could think of.

Note: These are NOT polyamory fics but rather, themed series set in one universe and each member gets their own story/ one shot / series

if link to fic doesn’t work, click on author and go to their masterlist

Melodrama Tour @jungkxook - one shot per member | punk band AU, musician AU | angst, fluff, smut

Make it Right | Jungkook - Exes AU

Backseat Serenade | Taehyung - Brother’s Best Friend AU

Other members fics coming soon

beyond the scene is a seven-member pop-punk band known for their most recent breakthrough success, taking the world by storm with their sold out melodrama tour. but, as rumour has it, the newly shining stars each seem to have their own melodramatic secret to go with them

You can also check their vlogger series: Not a Clickbait

The Sunset Series @ilikemesometaetaes - one series per member | Rockstar AU | angst, fluff, smut

Don’t Hold Your Breath | Jungkook - series [6/10] | rockstar AU, Exes AU, CEO!Reader

Other members fics coming soon

Brothers ‘Til Sunset (BTS) is a world renowned rockband consisting of seven members that operate on and off-stage

BTS in 10 Years AU @hayjeon - drabble per member | idol AU

In 10 years, once BTS has amiably broken up and the members have moved on to find their places in their new careers and personal lives, they end up settling right exactly where they needed to be.

CEO Series @hisunshiine - CEO AU, Office AU | smut, fluff, angst

Business Attire | Taehyung - Regional Manager Taehyung x Assistant!Reader

Devious Ethics | Namjoon - CFO!Namjoon x Environmentalist/Activist!Reader

Competitive Advantage | Yoongi - Head Lawyer!Yoongi x best friend of the tree hugging environmentalist

Fiduciary | Seokjin - coming soon

Insider Trading | Jungkook - coming soon

Client Centered | Hoseok - coming soon

Supply and Demand | Jimin - coming soon

seven shot series where each BTS Member has his own story that intertwines with the main plot of Namjoon and Seokjin taking over as CEO and CFO of their families company.

Cardiovascular Palpitations (Jungkook, FWB AU, Surgeon AU) and Cut Me Open (Yoongi, Husband AU, Divorce AU) belong to the same universe - @/hayjeon

Operation: Love Letters @ve1vetyoongi - mystery, college!au, romance | fluff, smut

It’s one series split into six (6) chapters and each member gets highlighted.

It’s a mystery, so you guess who is the endgame for OC

Needless to say, I had fun with this series =)

You’re so Creepy (drabble series) @whatifyoulivelikethat - crack, university au, creepy girl au | fluff

kim namjoon - part i | part ii (fave)

kim seokjin - part i | part ii (fave)

min yoongi - part i | part ii

jung hoseok - part i | part ii (fave)

park jimin - part i | part ii (fave)

kim taehyung - part i | part ii

jeon jungkook - part i | part ii

There’s always at least one campus creepy girl. Or seven. Part 1 (1st kiss) Part 2 (2nd meeting). Also part of this reading list

Worshipers Series @jimlingss - one shot per member, unless indicated as a series | God AU (can be read interdepently but best to go through sequentially

Worshipers of the Stars | Yoongi - Goddess of Light and Life!OC x God of Moon!Yoongi

Between Heaven and Hell | Hoseok - Human!OC x Human!Hoseok, War AU

Worshiper of the Sky | Taehyung - series [3/3] | Goddess of Sky!OC x Sacrifice!Taehyung

Worshiper of the Spring | Jimin - ??!OC x God of Wine!Jimin

Worshiper of the Souls | Namjoon - Ghost!OC x King of the Underworld!Namjoon

Worshipers of the Sea | Jungkook - Pirate!OC x God of Sea!Jungkook

Worshipers of the Sun | Seokjin - Goddess of Love!OC x God of Sun!Seokjin

Long ago, there were gods who resided in Heaven — existing to watch over and protect the universe. Each of them had their own flaws, trials and tribulations; some which were more sparing than others, but these are their stories...

Crescent Bound @parkhabits - BTS | 31.9k | Seven werewolves. A pack bound by the moon. | S, F, A ~ [3/7]

Jungkook - one shot | 12.3k | Werewolf AU, Bestfriend AU

Yoongi - one shot | 8.5k | Transfer Student, Strangers to Lovers 🌷

Jimin - one shot | 11.1k | Werewolf AU, Ex Friends AU

Seokjin - to be posted

Hoseok - to be posted

Taehyung - to be posted

Namjoon - to be posted | Werewolf AU, Arranged Marriage AU

if this is more organized and detailed, it’s because it was part of my reading list and I just copied 😊✌

Werewolf AU @littlemeowmeowschimmy - one shot per member | werewolf AU, Tattoo Artist AU (well some of them)

Mark Me | Jungkook - bestfriend jungkook x human reader

Come Play | Taehyung - classmate taehyung, FWB (sort of)

Vamps and Wolves | Jimin - werewolf!jimin x vampire!reader, Enemies to Lovers (this is actually 🥕my favorite from the series). read Part 2

Librarian | Namjoon - Librarian Namjoon x Hunter Reader

My Moon | Hoseok - Tattoo Artist Staff Hoseok x Bartender Werewolf!Reader

Sexy Drug | Yoongi - Werewolf Yoongi x Witch Reader, Music Prodcuer (my 2nd favorite)

Best Friend | Seokjin - Tattoo Artist! Seokjin x Bestfriend!Reader

Tempting Universe @kinktae - series or one shot per member (maknae line) | demon AU, Angel AU, supernatural AU, Fantasy AU | smut, angst

Tempting | Taehyung - series [13/13] | 67k | Demon Taehyung x Angel Reader, Forbidden Love

Soliloquy | Jimin - Angel Jimin x Reader, Unrequited Love, Fluff, Angst

Too Tempting | Taehyung - a sequel [3/?]

Supernova | Yoongi - coming soon

Valentine | Jungkook - coming soon

A definitive masterlist of all my stories written within the tempting universe, listed out chronologically/in the order that I would have you read it.

Tales of the Purebloods @rosaetae - maknae line (series per member) | Vampire AU, Royalty AU, Soulmate AU | so far, we have Jungkook’s story

Spellbound to Be | Jungkook - series [1/?] | witch reader

Ardently | Taehyung - series [coming soon] | sort of exes (?)

Of Whim And Tonic | Jimin - series [coming soon] | human!reader

In the Upper World, hidden from a mere mortal’s naked eye, holds the naturals of nothing but super. These stories encompass the tales of three brothers who have been born with vampire’s blood in their system, their names bringing goosebumps when mentioned for they have been feared by both the Upper World and the mundane world over many centuries.

sorted: a hogwarts au @gukyi - hogwarts AU, various AU | fluff

white chocolate fudge | seokjin — one shot | 11k | head boy x head girl

interconnection | yoongi — one shot | 8k | pining, letters/poems

tutor | namjoon — one shot | 11k | enemies to lovers, rivals

a series of scenarios featuring each member, set during the same hogwarts universe.

BTS!Supernatural Series @preternatural-fools

Black Magic - Witch!Yoongi - (4.7k words)

Rune Stones - Psychic!Jimin - (5.1k words)

Blood Drive - Vampire!Tae - (8.6k words)

Purple Haze - Fae!Jungkook - (8.6k words)

Macabre - Necromancer!Hoseok - (6.3 words)

Moon Shine - Werewolf!Namjoon - (8.9k words)

(Jin) - coming soon

Mythical BTS @thesammtimes - Supernatural AU

Bloodless - Jimin | Vampire

Epoch - Jungkook | Grimreaper (complete)

Pure - Seokjin | Angel

The Chaser - Yoongi | Hunter

Erratic - Taehyung | Demon

Vile - Namjoon | Vampire (never posted)

Immortal - Hoseok | Fallen Angel

This is the recommended order for reading the AU (use desktop to check the list)

(note: the series is incomplete but it’s a great read because of the intermixing of the stories. you really have to follow the recommended reading order)

Guarded (The Gajog) Universe @xjoonchildx - Mafia AU | fluff, angst, smut

Guarded | Hoseok - series [7/7] | 26k | Enemies to Lovers, Slow Burn, Tsundere, Bodyguard

Guilty | Namjoon - series [4/4] | 17k | Boss AU, Assistant AU, Mutual Pining

Greedy | Yoongi - series [7/7] | 46k | Doctor AU, Pining *also I really find him intriguing since Guarded - Taehyung too (though KTH doesn’t really get a story hahah)

you can read how I raved about Hoseok’s story here if it helps (have yet to post for Namjoon and finish last few chapters of Yoongi’s sorry 😥)

Mafia Series @neonlights92 - series per member | Mafia AU, Gang AU, Arranged Marriage AU | angst, smut (uhm this is the first mafia series I’ve ever read 😁)

Monster | Taehyung - series [6/6]

Enigma | Yoongi - series [6/6]

Burden | Seokjin - series [7/7]

Charred | Hoseok - series [7/7]

Change | Jimin - series [7/7]

Run | Jungkook - ongoing [6/?]

Namjoon - TBA

This is the story of seven men. Seven dangerous men. These are the stories of how they fell in love.

Top Priority Suspects @yminie - one shot per member | Gang AU, Mafia AU | angst, smut, fluff

Kim Seokjin – The Boss | Read Here

Min Yoongi – The Underboss | Read Here

Jung Hoseok – The Caporegime | Read Here

Kim Namjoon – The Consigliere | Read Here

Park Jimin – The Spotter | Read Here

Kim Taehyung – The Supplier | Read Here

Jeon Jungkook – The Carrier | Read Here

Bangtan and Mafia Universe @yoongiandchiminie - one shot/series per member | Mafia AU, Gang AU, Mafia AU (no masterpost for this series)

Addicted | Yoongi - 01 02 03 04

Contrary | Jungkook

Rekindle | Seokjin

Crescendo | Jimin

Vague | Taehyung - 01 02

Kismet | Hoseok - 01 02

Brave | Namjoon - sadly never finished 😥

I’ve read it a long time ago and I just checked now but it hasn’t been updated. It’s also drabble-ish, so even if the parts are unfinished it’s still okay to read

When you’re born, you can’t see a color until you meet the eyes of your Soulmate for the first time. Bangtan is known as one of the most infamous gangs around. This series will focus on the lighter side of things, their soulmates- Well, maybe they’re lighter. Maybe.

Wanted Universe @jincherie - Alien AU, Science Fiction, Soulmate AU, Action | fluff, angst, smut

Wanted | Jungkook - series [6/6] | 55.9k | Selkie King Jungkook x Human Reader who is a wanted “criminal” that crash landed on another planet

Tentacledipity | Jimin - series [6/9] | 50k+ | This tale starts, as any good fiction does, with a girl crash landing on a foreign planet.

Fragmentation (links to general masterlist) or read on AO3 @thebiasrekkers - [10/10] drabbles per character as a prequel to Defragmentation (coming soon) | The Matrix AU

also check the card set [01 02] for this series, this is just so cool!

The Company @btsmakesmehappy - Secret Agent AU | fluff, angst, smut

Broken Vase | Namjoon - series [4/4] | 25k | Agent!Namjoon x Agent!Reader

Palate Cleanser | Taehyung - series [5/5] | 35k [ Agent!Taehyung x Baker!Reader, FWB AU, Strangers to Lovers

Sweet Scent | Jungkook - series [4/4] | 28k | Agent!Jungkook x Forensic Doctor!Reader

MicroWave | Yoongi - series [1/?] | 4.8k+ | Agent!Yoongi x Neighbor!Reader

Jimin - coming soon

Hoseok - coming soon

Seokjin - coming soon

If you click the masterpost, the profiles for each character is omplete with their skill set and level of competency. just amazing =)

Hobiverse Universe @bloomsuga - Slice of Life, Time Traveler, SMAU (but with written parts) | fluff, angst, smut

Forever We Are Young (pianist!yoongi x art student!reader)

BLOOM (idol!jungkook x idol!reader)

COLLIDE (artist!taehyung x waitress!reader)

ROSES (dad!seokjin x photographer!reader) - there are spinoffs for Jungkook and Yoongi stories too

ANONYMOUS (rapper!joon x singer!reader)

KIWI (idol!jimin x coffee shop owner!reader)

WOKE (time traveler!hoseok x writer!reader)

a series of chaotic slice-of-life social media au’s connected by one thing; parallel universe-traveling wannabe cupid, jung hoseok, who’s in charge of making sure you find your soulmate

Map of the Hearts Drabble Collection by hoseoksyn/bluesxde - drabble series per member | Slice of Life AU | fluff, angst, smut

Keeping Things Simple | Namjoon - series [15/15] | 24k | Doctor AU, Fake Marriage AU

An Abundance of Scrunchies | Hoseok - [13/13] | 24.3k | Single Parent AU, billionaire!hoseok x teacher!reader, enemies to lovers

Hesitate | Yoongi - [2/?] | 2k+ | Police Office AU, Friends to Lovers

The Formula for Love | Seokjin - [3/?] | 4k | Single Parent AU, Professor Seokjin

Cat Got Your Tongue | Jimin - [3/?] | 5.8k |Divorced Jimin, Cat Cafe AU, Brother’s Best Friend AU, Secret Relationship

Say Hello to Me | Taehyung - [1/?] | 1.2k+ | Singer Taehyung, Friends to Lovers

Before the Sun Rises | Jungkook - [1/?] | 2k+ | Bar Owner Jungkook, FWB AU

a collection of drabble series set within the An Abundance of Scrunchies (aaos) universe

Amourville @artaefact - one shot per member | slice of life, fluff, angst

Grinchly, Yours | Hoseok - Christmas AU, Florist AU, Bookshop AU

Bakery 1995 | Jimin - Bakery AU, Childhood Friends to Lovers

A Letter in Roses | Taehyung - Valentine’s Day AU, CEO AU, Husband AU, Established Relationship

The Devil in Chanel | Jungkook - Bodyguard AU, Enemies to Lovers, *coming soon

just recently realized that the Jimin and Hoseok in Taehyung’s story are the same ones in fics #1 & 2. This is fluffy goodness 🥰

Snowball Effect Project by various writers @stutterfly @gukslut @fortunexkookie @ddaenggtan - Christmas AU | fluff, smut

Snow Don’t Tell - PJM | 27.2k | Neighbor AU, Friends to Lovers AU

The Holiday Unplugged - JHS | 17.4K | Domestic AU

Tip of the Iceberg - MYG | 20.1 | Strangers to Lovers AU, Single “Dad”

Frost Impressions - JJK | 41.3k | Teachers AU, Enemies to Lovers, Pining, Bestfriend AU, Gamer AU, Idiots to Lovers 🌷

Cheapskate - KTH | 25.2k | Domestic AU

Half-baked Holiday - KSJ | 12.6k | Bakery AU, Friends to Lovers, Idiots to Lovers

Midnight Wishes - KNJ | 10.3k | Roommate AU, Friends to Lovers, FWB AU

part of this reading list; it’s one small town and they’re all friends who found love during the holidays. what a charming series

BTS Dad Series @bts-reveries - SMAU series per member | Single Dad AU, Single Parent AU, Parent AU, Family AU | fluff, angst

Daddy Diaries - Yoongi | single dad AU x baker!reader

One Night Light - Hoseok | choreographer x singlemom!reader

Page Turner - Namjoon | author AU, fangirl!reader, single dad AU

Daddy Duties - Jimin | Parents AU (new dad)

Mini Me - Taehyung | artist!taehyung x singlemom!reader

Young One - Jungkook | parent AU, photographer AU,

Expect the Unexpected - Seokjin | parent AU, CEO AU, designer!mom

read in order to make sense since characters will appear in other SMAUs

Halloween Hookups by Krisaissosmart [ao3] - one shot per member | 17k | Romance (or hookups) one Halloween Night | F, S

Mario Edition - KSJ | "I can't believe I had sex with a guy dressed as Mario."

Haunted Tour - MYG | that time you met a hot guy during a haunted tour and took him home to have loud sex and piss off your roommate

Emergency Edition - JHS | Halloween is a rough day for EMT's. You and your partner, Hoseok, need to find a quick way to release stress in between calls

Scary Move Edition - KNJ | “We’ll get kicked out if we get caught.”

Mortal Kombat Edition - PJM | When Sub-Zero met Scorpion

Car Burglar Edition - KTH | Exes AU, "So…Tell me. Do you still masturbate to the thought of me?” 🥕my favorite!

House of Horrors Edition - JJK | no summary

so I rarely recommend AO3 fics since the platform has a more organized way to read fics and I want to highlight tumblr works instead. But I don’t think this has been recommended yet and I just love that Halloween becomes cute instead of spooky.

Read in order, the characters will make appearances which will make sense when you read the other one shots

Activate Your SIM Card Series @stutterfly - IT/Nerd Reader x OT7 | one universe (so same character makeup per series) but for each series IT!Reader ends up with that highlighted member instead

Love Bytes - KNJ | [9/9] | Bestfriend AU *completed

Swipe Right - JJK [4/?] | Personal Trainer!Jungkook, Enemies to Lovers *ongoing

Love Virus - KSJ | Chef!Seokjin, Friends to Lovers | *TBA

Overloaded - MYG | Bartender!Yoongi, Friends to Lovers, Heavy Angst | *TBA

Cable Switch Tango - JHS | Dance Instructor!Hoseok, FWB AU *TBA

Pixel Perfect - PJM | Model!Jimin, Friends to Lovers | *TBA

Cache Only - KTH | Artist!Taehyung, Friends to Lovers | *TBA

IT/TechSupport/NerdReader gets dating help/advice and ends up falling in love with them instead

so I debated if I should include this or not but it kind of fits the bill! It’s also interesting to see alternate scenarios like what if OC ends up with Jungkook instead (read Swipe Right) or maybe with Model Jimin (go to Pixel Perfect). Haven’t seen anything like this so give it a read!

🌷 posted: 2021 Mar 20 | updated: 2021 May 02 🌷 other lists 🌷 I love to read so feel free to recommend a fic =)

#bts themed series #bts fanfic #bts x reader #bts angst #bts smut #bts fluff #bts fic recs #ggukkiereadingcollection #namjoon fic recs #seokjin fic recs #yoongi fic recs #jungkook fic recs #taehyung fic recs #jimin fic recs

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johnkrrasinski · 4 years ago

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𝙞𝙣𝙫𝙞𝙨𝙞𝙗𝙡𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜

Chapter 3: chains around my demons

full masterlist // series masterlist // commission open // support my work

Pairings: bucky barnes x reader

Word Count: 1,798

Summary: blessed with telepathic abilities since birth, you were captured by HYDRA and turned into one of their weapons to kill. after the blip, you were pardoned by the government and you were obliged to check up with dr. raynor everyday which you had no clue would lead you to the one soul you’d been waiting for.

Warnings: SMUT!! (18+) angst, mentions of anxiety, nightmares, murders.

A/N: this series is dedicated to the lovely @ohmickeyhenry who commissioned this story and developed the concept. thank you for trusting me with your story. i sincerely hope you like it.

The next day, you packed up your bags and were ready to leave. You were waiting on Sam to arrive at Wakanda with the quinjet so he could fly you and Bucky back to the compound. You were a little bummed about leaving Wakanda, it had been a therapeutic experience for you and Bucky to be here. The thought of living the domestic life, in a beautiful place like Wakanda that is far away from the bustling city of New York was enticing. Sometimes you’d look at Bucky just walking around in his shirt and sweatpants doing the most mundane things instead of getting prepared for another mission and you’d think “I could get used to this.”

You thanked T’Challa, Shuri, Queen Ramonda and the Dola Milaje for everything they had done before you bid your farewell. You promised to stay in contact with Shuri and the Dora Milaje but it was still hard to leave them, they were truly the best people you had ever met. They reminded you of everything HYDRA was not. You could see why Bucky always spoke so highly of them.

Later that night, you had the compound all to yourself. Tony was having a date night with Pepper, Natasha was on a mission to Hungary, Sam was visiting his sister in Louisiana and Rhodey was dealing with some air force matters. As much as you loved the Avengers, you were grateful for this moment alone with Bucky.

The dimmed lights in the kitchen where you and Bucky just had dinner gave him an idea, “doll, get up…”

She did as he told even though she had no clue what he was planning, “for what, Bucky?”

He didn’t answer her but rather, he commanded FRIDAY to play a song called Put Your Heart on My Shoulder by Paul Anka. “Let’s dance, doll.”

He put his flesh hand on your waist and took your left hand with his vibranium arm, “I haven’t danced in ages, Buck.”

“Me neither, doll, but we’ll learn from each other,” he smiled affectionately at you.

It started off slow and you kept your eyes on each other, saying things that words can’t illustrate. It’s love, the realization of how fortunate you both were to have found each other. “I wish we could stay like this forever,” you uttered softly as you fiddled with his dog tags.

“Me too, doll. But we got each other now, I won’t let anything keep me away from you for too long.”

There was a brief silence. “Do you remember the last time you danced like this?”

“1945, Stark Expo, before I was shipped out to England. Her name was Connie and I took Steve with me because I wanted to spend it with him on my last night. I set him up with Connie’s friend but the punk just left to try to enlist in the army.”

Steve. You’d heard about him from Natasha and Tony. No one outside of the Avengers really knew where he was but you knew that he went back in time. That’s all you knew about it. You had also learned about his and Bucky’s friendship and how they really went all the way back. You were often curious about his ‘disappearance’ however you didn’t wanna pry or made Bucky feel worse. Losing a friend was always hard, let alone someone who was his only connection to his past, the life that he knew before he was forced to live out those violent years. You’d heard from Sam about how Steve was the only reason why Bucky stayed alive and how he had thought about committing suicide before. Now that he was gone, Sam often feared that Bucky would snap and give in to it but he always tried to be there for him. You were just glad that Bucky had Sam even before you were around.

“Do you… miss Steve?” you hesitantly asked as you rested your head on his chest.

“All the time,” He confessed. You were a tad relieved that Bucky wanted to open up about him to you. “He was the only family I got left, and when he went back, I felt empty. I was just lucky that Sam didn’t give up on me… And that, I met you.”

You smiled, you lifted your head to look at him. “You’re never gonna lose me. Not again,” you touched his face and he kissed you. It was soft, nothing like the kiss on your last night in Wakanda, but you could feel him pouring all the emotions and gratitude he had for you and you did just the same.

He lifted you as you wrapped his legs around his waist, still maintaining that kiss. Bucky carried you onto the dining table where you just had your dinner and he laid you there as he trailed to your throat and all the way down to your body which was now half-exposed after he lifted the hem of your shirt up until your breasts were revealed.

You weren’t wearing any bra so it was easier for him to access your nipples, he sucked on the right one as his flesh hand made its way down to your pants, unbuttoning it, and he inserted his fingers to find your clit, rubbing it in circles, making you even wetter every second. You shut your eyes, letting him have his way with your body.

His fingers and his tongue worked so magically that within seconds, he had you close to orgasm. “Bucky, so close…” You could feel his smirk against your nipple and he rubbed you faster. You moaned his name as you released all over his digits, soaking them up and he lifted his head to look into your eyes as he sucked your juices all over his hand like a fucking ice cream.

“You taste like heaven, sweetheart.” The sight of Bucky staring intensely at you as he sucked on his fingers that were drenched by your cum was euphoric, like watching a live homemade porn video. Bucky took off his sweatpants and his shirt, discarding them on the floor. Seeing him shirtless never ceased to mesmerize you, his body was a work of art. He’d told you one night that it took him a while to accept the scars on his body, let alone the bionic arm that felt nothing like a human but you told him that you loved every inch of it and if you could, you’d worship it forever.

Bucky then lifted the shirt that was still rumpled on your chest, up to your wrists, where he used it as a makeshift knot, keeping your hands above your head, “stay there, understand?”

“Yes, sergeant.” You had no idea what sparked that nickname, but from the way he grinned, he sure loved it and if he loved it, then you were sure to use that in future steamy sessions.

“Sergeant, huh? You’re in big trouble, darling.” Bucky tore your damp panties and you gasped, not expecting him to be so aggressive… Not that you were complaining though. “Bucky…”

“Shh, let me take care of you, baby.” He kissed you ferociously, with his tongue completely dominating your mouth. Without any warning, his middle finger intruded your body… But it was an entirely different feeling from the last time he did that to you because he was using his vibranium arm and the sensation instantly took over your body, running in your veins like that serum in his blood.

“Oh God, Buck…” You whined as you looked down to where his finger was moving in and out of you at a slow pace.

“Does it feel good?” He asked as he kept looking at your face, searching for any signs of discomfort but with each motion, you only seemed to enjoy it.

“Yes, it feels fucking amazing… Don’t stop, please.”

He began to move his digits faster, and when your wails grew louder, he inserted another finger and you arched your back. “Fuck, oh God…” Bucky curled his fingers to brush your sweet spot, pushing you to the edge and you cum for the second time all over his vibranium hand.

“You’re so hot when you cum,” he whispered in a gravelly low voice that could weaken any woman in the knees. He pulled his fingers out of you and he used your juices to stroke his member to make it easier to slide into you.

Bucky lifted your legs onto his shoulders and he lined his cock to your entrance, slowly as he felt your walls fluttered around him. “Fuck, you’re so tight.” Bucky began moving, he was taking his time with your body, wanting to feel every inch of you and you of him, and you whimpered with every thrust. He felt so heavy between your hips that you could feel your orgasm approaching fast, even with the languid pace.

“I’m not gonna last long…” You said in between whimpers.

“I know, doll. Just let go when you’re ready, okay?” He began to speed up, his grunts and the sound of your skin slapping was obscene, making you nearly forget you were fucking in the place where the Avengers would feast (if they found out what you did on this table, Tony would hire a cleaning service company to scrub the entire surface thrice.)

The coil in your lower abdomen tightened and you knew you were seconds away from rupturing. A few more thrusts and you hit your peak. Bucky kept holding your hips tightly and he continued to pound into you, prolonging your orgasm as he chased his own climax. Your body trembled from the aftershocks but from the way Bucky was impaling you, you could feel a fourth orgasm coming and you didn’t know if you could take it anymore.

He felt you squeezing his cock once again and you both came together, pleasure washed over both of you. He shot his load inside you, painting your walls white. A few more shallow thrusts to blow every drop he had left within him. He stayed inside you as he hid his face between your neck and your shoulder, the warmth of his body on top of you was comforting despite the sweat all over your body.

Bucky lifted his head to look at you and sweep the strands of hair sticking on your forehead, “you okay?” he panted. You could only respond by nodding, not moving because of the weight of him still between your legs and how completely spent you were.

Once he had regained his composure, he retreated himself out of you and he carried you in bridal style to your room, wanting nothing else than to take care of you with a hot bath and forehead kisses under the duvet.

tags; @ohmickeyhenry @suitofvibraniumarmor @themaddies-obx @themaddies-obx @beminetokeep @bluemoon-icecream @bluemoon-icecream @harprs @thefridgeismybestie @abitofeverythingg @wolfonthemoonwatchestvshows @julimelodi @bookscoffeandotherstuff @tanyaherondale @artisancowbells @ferxaniti @intothesoul @hallecarey1 @buckybarnesplumwhore @thefallenbibliophilequote @andiyholly @emizla @capxwinter @jevans2 @alwaysreadingimagineschick @swtltlmrvlgrl @extremelyblackandwhite

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vincememes · 3 years ago

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banana fish starters

WARNINGS: IMPLIED SA, VIOLENCE MENT, DRUGS MENT spoiler warning .�� to make it less long, the rest is under a cut.

feel free to adjust pronouns / names as needed !

ASH LYNX

❛ even if i did know something, what good would it do? ❜

❛ even a stupid street punk like me knows that ❜

❛ i envy you … being able to jump like that. ❜

❛ what could be more relaxing than three days away from these guys? ❜

❛ i wish i could hate you. i need someone to hate. ❜

❛ someone is dead. not that you’d give a damn one way or the other. ❜

❛ treating him like you’re giving the pope a bath isn’t going to help. ❜

❛ aren’t there any decent parents in this world? ❜

❛ that guy always regarded me as a human being with a real heart, not some sort of tool. ❜

❛ this little act of charity, you’re going to regret this. ❜

❛ i tried to forget. ❜

❛ stay with me... i won’t ask "forever". just for now. ❜

❛ well, i already know you’re a sick man. ❜

❛ ready to lose your life over a pizza? ❜

❛ my name... has become the signal for a massacre. ❜

❛ what on earth... have i become? ❜

❛ what do you think i am...? i’m a murderer... okay? ❜

❛ i told you before. i kill people. ❜

❛ they paid the price for their decisions— that’s all. ❜

❛ what the hell do you know?! ❜

❛ let‘s say i am ‘exceptional’. the problem is, i never, ever, my whole life wanted to be. ❜

❛ you said i am not like ordinary people. ❜

❛ there’ve been countless times in my life when i thought i’d be better off dead. ❜

❛ that nothing could be worse than what was happening to me right then. ❜

❛ at times like that...death looks sweet and peaceful, and unbearably enticing. ❜

❛ war is always good business for those in power. ❜

❛ sorry to destroy your youthful innocence. ❜

❛ you have any idea what those guys made us do? ❜

❛ don’t tell me you still believe the pen is mightier than the sword. ❜

❛ if you ask me, the white house can go screw itself. ❜

❛ i wonder if i’m dying somewhere. ❜

❛ i wasn’t expecting the law to protect me. ❜

❛ i’ve ignored it all my life... i sure as hell don’t plan on hiding behind it now. ❜

❛ just keep them away from me— please! ❜

❛ this town’s my backyard, remember? ❜

❛ sunrise and sunset are about the only times this junkyard of a city looks good. ❜

❛ even if i said no, you wouldn’t go back anyway. ❜

❛ if you went home i’d probably worry if something happened to you. ❜

❛ so it’s better you’re right here, where i can keep an eye on you ❜

❛ some people never change. ❜

❛ vulture got together with the viper. you make a great pair. ❜

❛ why now after all this time— does it have to be you, of all people...? ❜

❛ i don’t stand a chance. i’m dust against him. ❜

❛ over my dead body. if anybody hurts you... it’ll be over my dead body— ❜

❛ i don’t care who it is. i am not letting anybody hurt you. ❜

❛ do i scare you? ❜

❛ dont give me your stupid advice. ❜

❛ i’m happy, goddammit! ❜

❛ i know there’s at least one person in this world who cares about me. who doesn’t want anything from me. ❜

❛ do you have any idea what that’s like? i never did... not once in my entire life—until now. ❜

❛ and that’s worth more to me than anything else. ❜

❛ go back home! don’t look at me! ❜

❛ i don’t want you seeing me like this! ❜

❛ my hands are dirty with other people's blood. ❜

❛ i don't even know how many people i've killed. ❜

❛ i'm bad news. ❜

❛ i wish i could’ve been like you. ❜

❛ it’s just that… i always picture the worst-case scenario, that’s all. ❜

❛ guess it’s because i’m a coward. ❜

❛ i just can’t relax. it’s turned into a habit. ❜

❛ i was so scared i couldn’t speak, i couldn’t cry, and i screamed in my head, but... nothing came out. ❜

EIJI OKUMURA

❛ if i ever lose you too... i'll go crazy. ❜

❛ come back safely. i'll be waiting for you, forever. ❜

❛ if you feel responsible, the same goes for me. ❜

❛ my words might not mean anything now, but just remember one thing. ❜

❛ even if the world turns on you, i'll always be on your side. ❜

❛ humans can change their destiny. ❜

❛ if i'm going to die anyways, at least i'll die trying! ❜

❛ don't apologize. that's something for people like me to do. ❜

❛ i'd do anything for you. ❜

❛ i know we'll meet again, no matter how far apart we are. ❜

❛ you're the greatest friend i'll ever have. ❜

❛ you're not alone. i'm by your side. my soul is always with you. ❜

❛ you asked me over and over if you scared me. but i never feared you. not once. ❜

❛ i'm really glad i came here. ❜

❛ i met lots of people. and more than anything, i met you. ❜

❛ that’s when i decided. i would always believe in you, no matter what. ❜

❛ no matter what happened, he would always have at least one person... ❜

❛ i am very worried because i haven’t seen you and i don’t know if you are okay. ❜

❛ but so what? we are friends. isn’t that enough? what else do we need? ❜

❛ actually, i always felt that you are hurt, much more than me - that your spirit is wounded. ❜

❛ i know you are much smarter than me, and bigger, and stronger - but even so.. i always wanted to protect you. ❜

❛ but what did i want to protect you from? ❜

❛ i think i wanted to protect you from your future. ❜

❛ because your fate was sweeping you away, like a flood. ❜

❛ but i’m not saying “goodbye” to you... because this isn’t goodbye. ❜

❛ are you going off on your own again? ❜

❛ somewhere far away.. without a word? ❜

❛ i want to see you. i wish i was with you right now. ❜

YUT-LUNG

❛ a bloody history is inevitable when you are the one ruling. ❜

❛ what's wrong? you hated him, right? guess what? so do i. ❜

❛ no need to glare. i won't eat you up. ❜

❛ there's nothing you can do to help. ❜

❛ and what can you do to help? ❜

❛ you really irritate me. ❜

❛ you make people want to protect you or make them want to tear you apart and crush you. ❜

❛ so, what to do with you now. ❜

❛ i heard you tried to escape again. you have some spunk. ❜

❛ we have hired him, his target is your friend. ❜

❛ i have other things for you to do for me. ❜

❛ we still have two more scorpions. ❜

❛ i am a monster, too. ❜

❛ i'm not hearing any good news. ❜

❛ you become all tame when you’re around them. ❜

❛ you’ve degraded from a lone lynx to a content pet cat. ❜

❛ depending on your answer, i may not forgive you. ❜

OTHER CHARACTERS (shorter, max, sing, shunichi, etc.)

❛ his face when he laughed was cute, and childlike, and totally angelic. ❜

❛ it's my problem too! if you go alone, you'll just be killed. ❜

❛ you'll die for nothing! ❜

❛ i won't let you go alone. ❜

❛ i'm sorry, but believe me when i say this: i'll die before i let them lay a finger on you. ❜

❛ i can't anymore. set me free. i'm in so much pain. ❜

❛ we need to stay apart so at least one of us survives ❜

❛ if the former boss gets hit then it's the duty of the new boss to make the drop. ❜

❛ if we don't fight back now, we'll forever be expendable tools. ❜

❛ you asked me to look after them. ❜

❛ yes, honey. ❜

❛ that’s for you to decide for yourself.. ❜

❛ what’s wrong? you can’t punch me from that far back. ❜

❛ this will be the last time i give you a word of advice. ❜

❛ time is an ironic thing. for us, it means to age. but for people like him, it means to grow. ❜

❛ i love all women. they're beautiful and strong. like life itself. ❜

❛ it would only be making another one of us. ❜

❛ one more wretched being, unloved and unloving, whose only sustenance is hatred and nihilism. ❜

❛ don’t fight your memories, cuz you’re never going to win. ❜

❛ i guess home isn’t something you want to remember if you ran away from it. ❜

❛ in one second i knew he could read everything on my mind. ❜

❛ i wondered when this boy had started to watch out for his soul, then i knew how much he had suffered. ❜

❛ you are the most beautiful and the most dangerous, of all the beasts i have ever known. ❜

❛ rather than hate and be triumphant, you chose to love and be destroyed. ❜

❛ i staked my life on that choice. please try to accept it. ❜

❛ one who does not love cannot be loved, either. ❜

❛ you at the very least knows what it is to love. ❜

❛ how can you expect someone who suffered so much to have any respect for authority? ❜

❛ fine line between offender and victim it’s hard to know where to draw it. ❜

❛ there’s something about you that i just can’t hate. ❜

❛ 'cause you’re hurt your soul’s bleeding-even now. ❜

❛ you’re just like me that way. ❜

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New Beginnings Ch. 13

F!Reader x Liu Kang/Kung Lao

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Lao was right. You were a badass. No one had ever said that to you before. You had never even considered it. But, he was right. Finally realizing it, it gave you a much needed boost of confidence. A smile had been plastered to your face as you walked with Lao through the halls.

He’d decided to cut the Tai Chi lesson short. He didn’t want to push you too hard. He’d never hear the end of it if he did. Liu would never let that go. The first day back to training you, and he’d hurt you again? No. Liu would be absolutely livid if that happened. Instead, Lao had decided to walk you to the bathhouse. His eyes watched you as you walked with him, making notes of how you rolled your shoulders and neck every so often. You must have still been stiff. Hopefully the hot water would help relax you.

Thankfully, the awkwardness of his feelings for you had faded. You seemed comfortable with him--a welcomed change from last week. He smiled as you told him about New York, but couldn’t help the confusion that came over him when you began talking about your favorite fast food.

“So you’re telling me, that people actually pay to eat food that makes them sick?” Lao asked, laughing.

You nodded with a grin. “Taco Bell really does taste that good.”

“That’s ridiculous.”

“Yeah. It doesn’t make everyone sick though. Never made me sick.”

“Maybe you have an iron stomach.”

“Or an iron ass,” you jested with a chuckle.

Lao laughed in his disgust. “If we’re ever around a Taco Bell, remind me not to eat there.”

“Okay, but I’m eating there. It’s my favorite.”

Lao shook his head, grinning. “Any other favorites that don’t make people sick?”

“Wendy’s.”

“Who?”

You laughed and shook your head. “It’s another fast food place. It’s literally called Wendy’s.”

“Oh. What are they like?”

“You’ve heard of Burger King and McDonalds, right?”

He nodded. “Yeah.”

“Kinda like them. But better.”

He laughed. “Better how?”

You struggled to find the words. “It’s just… better. It’s different. Different atmosphere. Their burgers are square.”

“Do square burgers taste better?”

“Theirs do.”

He laughed again and shook his head.

“That reminds me. Why don’t you guys eat meat?”

“Hm?” He turned his head to look at you. He shrugged. “Just never did, I guess. Liu did before he joined the temple. I was raised in it, so I never really had the opportunity growing up.”

“What about when you get out of here to do something for Raiden?”

He shrugged again. “Just don’t feel like it, I guess.”

“Would you though?”

Lao thought for a moment. “I don’t know. Maybe.”

“Why don’t monks eat meat?”

He rubbed the back of his neck. “It has to do with Buddhism.”

“What? Like how Muslims don’t eat pork?”

He nodded and pointed at you. “Bingo.”

“Huh…” You could see that. Buddhism was about respecting all life. Animals were alive.

“What about you? Anything you won’t eat?” He asked.

“Tripe.”

“Tripe?”

“Tripe.” You nodded.

“What’s that?”

“Sheep’s stomach, or something like that.”

Lao showed his disgust. “What?”

“It’s gross.”

“Noted,” he said. “Anything else?”

“Mangos.”

“Mangos?” he laughed. “Why? They’re delicious.”

“Oh, I know. I love them.”

“Then why wont you eat them?”

“I’m allergic.”

Lao was silent as he stared at you, as if expecting you to say it was a joke. But when you didn’t laugh, or even smirk, he frowned. “Wait. Really?”

You nodded.

“But you said you love them.”

You nodded again and glanced to him with a slight grimace.

It clicked. He sighed and shook his head as he looked forward. “You eat them anyway, don’t you?”

“Sometimes.”

“Won't you hurt yourself?”

“Yeah. My throat swells up if I eat too much.”

Lao looked up at the ceiling and couldn’t help the disbelieving chuckle that escaped him. “You’d eat something that could kill you just because it tastes good?”

“Only a little.”

“You are unbelievable.”

“And yet, you believe me.” You grinned and stopped at the entrance to the bath house. You turned to look at him, but he’d turned and walked past you into the bath house. You stared after him.

Unfortunately, the temple was the home of The Order Of Light. Which was an order of monks. Monks. Not monks and nuns. Monks. There was no female section of the bath house. It wasn’t usually a problem because ever since your first visit to the bath house, any monks present would quickly leave to give you your privacy… But Kung Lao was going right in.

“You coming?” Lao called back, stopping to look back to you.

“Um… No. It’s okay. You can go first.”

Lao raised a brow. “What? C’mon, it’ll be fine.” But when you didn’t move, he sighed. “It’s big enough for the both of us to not see each other. You take one side, I’ll take the other.”

You thought about it for a bit before stepping forward to follow him in.

The bath house was a huge curved cavern. It had a large hot spring spanning the cavern, and a few smaller ones surrounding it. There were older lockers here and there for everyone to use. And there were baskets placed strategically around, filled with clean towels. Monks that were already bathing had noticed you walk in, and just as each time before, quickly climbed out of the pools and changed. You’d turned your back and stepped into a corner to avoid looking and give them their privacy. The last one to leave had told you he was, and you gave him a minute longer to leave before finally turning around.

Kung Lao was grinning at you.

“I really hate having to interrupt them,” you admitted.

He shrugged. “Their loss.”

You flushed and back handed his shoulder. He just laughed then nodded to the cavern’s bend. “You take the other side. I’ll take this one and stop any monks that come in.”

You couldn’t argue with that. Monks had walked in on you before. It wasn’t their fault. You were the only woman in this temple. Of course they’d occasionally forget about you. You nodded to Lao and walked off to the other end of the spring, hidden behind the corner… still, knowing Kung Lao was just on the other side made you nervous. He was mischievous. What if he snuck a peak?!

No. No, he wasn’t that much of a jerk. He wasn’t even much of a jerk now that he wasn’t testing you anymore. He was still a handful, and probably too confident for his own good, but you two hadn’t fought all day. A first.

You dragged in a deep breath, taking in the salty air. That was one thing you couldn’t help but ask a couple baths ago. A monk had told you that the ravine was in a salt desert, and the water in the springs was saltwater. But not like the ocean. Cleaner. And warm like a hot tub. You slipped out of your shoes and gi… And off came your underwear after staring at the corner for a while, making sure the coast was clear before you stepped into the pool.

You stayed near the edge and lowered yourself until the water came up to your neck. God, that felt so good. The hot water melted tension from your back and shoulders in the most welcoming way. You sighed in relaxation as you rested your head back against the rocks. The dense saltwater made you feel weightless and you let your arms float just below the surface. This was easily your favorite place in the temple. You woke to water burning your nose. Splashing, sitting up, you choked and coughed up water. Oh god, your sinuses were on fire. You’d sunk a bit too far in the water. You must have dozed off.

“You okay?!” Lao’s voice called over.

You tried to answer, but choked again.

“Y/N!”

You gasped and called out a strained, “Yeah!”

“What happened?” His voice sounded closer, as if he was just around the bend.

You hacked some saltwater up. “Nothing!” You choked again and blew out your nose hard, trying to clear the water from your sinuses. “Just almost drowning!”

Lao was quiet for a bit. “You sure you’re okay?” he asked cautiously.

You nodded, then quickly remembered he couldn’t see it. Duh. “Yeah. Fine.” You blew out your nose again and winced. It burned so bad.

“Alright…”

“Sorry. I’m good.”

You could hear him chuckle. It echoed through the cavern.

“Of all the things that could take me out…” You set up the coming joke. You always joked when you were nervous. You could hear him chuckle again. “Here lies Y/N, taken out by a punk ass hot spring…”

He laughed openly. You couldn’t help but laugh at yourself with him.

“You clean enough?” You asked. It was probably a good idea for you to get out before you actually did drown.

“Yeah, hold on.” He was still chuckling. You heard the splashing of what you assumed was him climbing out of the pool. You did the same and grabbed a towel to dry yourself off. It was a few minutes before he called over, “I’m good.”

You were as well by then. You walked to the corner and peaked around it. He had his pants on, but that was it. It was enough… right? He was rubbing a towel over his hair when you stepped into his view, and you did your best not to stare at him. Lao was cut. You assumed he was before, but now you knew. Now you could see it. He didn’t have an ounce of body fat on him. Just rock hard muscles. Did Liu have abs like that too?

Oh boy…

“You okay?” He broke the silence, noticing your vacant expression.

“Yeah. Great,” you answered quickly, walking past him. If he was behind you, you wouldn’t be able to see him… See those washboard abs. And he wouldn’t be able to see the red hue that absolutely covered your face. Even your ears were burning.

Don’t think about it. Don’t think about it. Don’t think about those abs and how the edges of his obliques were practically an arrow right to his—

NO!

You clenched your eyes shut and quickly left the bathhouse.

Okay. You could do this. You could do this. You were a nurse. It wasn’t like you’d never seen muscles like that… No you hadn’t. Why did you lie to yourself?

“You sure you’re okay?” Lao asked as he rejoined you, thankfully with his tunic back on. You sucked in a deep breath and nodded. But he didn’t seem convinced. “Your face is all red,” he pointed out, his brows sinking in concern.

You turned your face away and felt it grow hotter now that he’d noticed. “I’m fine. Sorry. Just wanted to get out of there…”

He grinned and offered you a small chuckle. “Don’t tell me that you’re afraid of water now?”

“No!”

He held his hands up defensively and laughed a bit more openly. “Just kidding!”

You frowned and sighed. “I just--”

Should you tell him? Or should you lie?

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tinyyoungblood · 4 years ago

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pillow fort tragedy | peter parker

summary: what do you do when you have the entire compound to yourself? that’s right, you build a gigantic pillow fort with your boyfriend and the two dudes you have to babysit—an enhanced ex-soviet assassin and the god of thunder from outta space. good luck with that.

pairing: peter parker x avenger!reader

warnings: language, fluff, tiny bit of conflict and mention of injury

word count: 2.6 k

a/n: absolute crack fic lmao enjoy! x

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It was another Sunday at the Compound which meant that something completely stupid had to go down at some point. This time, it was a real team effort and Steve would’ve surely been proud to some extent. Only, Steve wasn’t there and if he were, all of this wouldn’t have happened in the first place, which probably would’ve been better for everybody involved. Wherever you looked, miles and miles of pillows and blankets covered what used to be the comfort of their home. Now, it was a new empire.

Turning on the comm in your ear, you continued squeezing through the narrow passage of blankets that were poorly draped over some wobbly chairs and shelves. “Guys? Pete, can you hear me?” No answer. For a second, your back touched a blanket and the whole interior started to wobble, making you hold your breath. Who would’ve thought that a highly trained assassin and an invincible God were absolutely terrible at building something as simple as a pillow fort? Hah, not you.

It all started at 11 a.m. sharp when the others left for a mission that neither you nor Peter were allowed to join, but that wasn’t anything new. The two of you were used to it and almost always found something to occupy your time with. The same thing couldn’t be said for Bucky and Thor though, who were both incredibly offended to be treated like “dense punks”. Dense punks as in Peter and you. But then again, the only reason you both weren’t allowed to tag along was your age.

The former was denied because he kept forgetting to put down the toilet seat despite various warnings on Cap’s side and death threat’s on Nat’s and the latter wasn’t allowed to join because of the smell coming from his room that was almost tearing off the wallpaper in the hallway. They were practically grounded which was hilarious, especially since this was quite a rare combination of team members that the Compound had never witnessed before. So, to break the ice and get properly acquainted, Peter had the revolutionary idea to build a pillow fort with every godforsaken pillow, blanket and bedsheet that the Compound had to offer.

And so it began. Every bed, except for Thor’s because you were almost 100% sure that something lived underneath it, was brutally stripped off its covers and used to build the most atrocious and unsteadiest one of its kind. From the Common room to the elevator, every square meter was covered. Your heart race had honestly never been as high as when you tried to get yourself something to drink after having to dodge every pillow tower on your way to the kitchen. You still managed to end up with a wet shirt and a swollen ankle.

It was honestly all fun and games until the games turned into the mission of their lives. Peter had jokingly commanded them to not let this fort go down, under any circumstances—a stupid thing to say to the Winder Soldier and the King of Asgard. And it wasn’t because of their admirable determination and ambition, no—it was because both of them were stubborn idiots who would never dare lose a game.

And from there on, it kind of went downhill. Things started to escalate, highly expensive items were shattered, people were thrown, pillow fights happened inside the pillow fort—it was awful and you were just glad that nothing had caught on fire yet. Suddenly the subtle ‘click’ in your ear made you halt and you listened carefully. “Y/N? Babe, can you hear me?” Peter’s voice was shaky and you hastily answered. “Yes, I—I can hear you, Peter.” He let out a long sigh, relief flooding over his aching limbs. “Oh, thank god, you’re still alive—Where are you? Are you okay?” You nodded eagerly and looked around. “I’m fine…but I think I’m lost. Actually, I have no idea where I am. The tiles all look the same. Stupid Tony and his stupid monochronic taste in architecture,” you mumbled under your breath and you could hear him chuckle.

“Okay, that’s fine. Your ankle’s still swollen, right? Don’t move it, we’ll come get you. I think I can hear your heartbeat—“ He paused for a moment and you thought he expected some kind of reaction so you hesitantly responded, “…Aww?”

“Hm? No, that—sorry, Thor is holding an inaugural speech and he just started to list off his childhood best friends and one of them, you won’t believe it, is called Bob.” He snickered on the other side of the line and you furrowed your brows. “Bob?” He hummed. “Oh, well. Uhm, anyway, why exactly is Thor holding a speech again?”

“Oh, he just pronounced himself King of Blankard.”

“…Come again?”

“Blankard? Because it’s a pillow fort? But we also used blankets? And Pillowgard just doesn’t have—”

“—the same ring to it. Got it.” You glanced in each direction of the tunnel but it seemed like you were still the only one in this area. “Peter, when are you guys going to get here?” He didn’t respond and the only thing you heard was a slow clap and a whistle. You rolled your eyes. Your boyfriend was cheering for the new King of Blankard so you might as well have to start thinking about ways to fend for yourself once dusk would fall. You heard some shuffling before his voice came back. “Sorry, babe, I just assumed it’s bad manners to interrupt a God while they’re monologuing.”

It wasn’t biologically possible for you to roll your eyes any harder but you made it work.

“Just get here.” You sighed and he smooched a kiss into your ear. Your ankle started to pulse so you decided to sit down for a while until they would find you.

A few minutes passed and you finally heard distinct chatter. Crawling toward it, you felt like a big toddler when Peter’s eyes locked with yours and lit up. “Baby!” He cupped your face with both hands and excitedly planted kisses all over your face, making you giggle. Parting from you, you shot Thor a smile who gave you a friendly nod. “Please, do not expect a greeting of that same manner on my behalf, Lady Y/N.”

You laughed. “That’s totally cool, Thor, don’t worry.” Leaning forward to look past Peter, you realized that Bucky wasn’t with them. “We’ve lost him,” Peter explained as he watched your face turn into pure horror.

“…To death?”

He almost choked on air. “Dear god, no. He took a wrong turn and now we can’t find him. He’s still very much alive…I think.” You nodded swiftly and glanced at your watch. “Okay, guys, it was really fun while it lasted but I need to get to my room now to send in that Biology paper. And maybe put some ice on this bad boy.” You gestured to your ankle but they stared at you blankly.

“What?”

“You can’t get through the hallway, Lady Y/N.”

“What?” You repeated yourself, brows knitted. “Why?”

“Blanket collapse. Kind of like an avalanche,” Thor explained and you stared at him in disbelief.

“Guys, I don’t want to play anymore. I really have to hand in the paper now. The deadline’s in 10 minutes.”

“But you can’t get through.” Peter tried to reason.

“What do you mean? It’s blankets and pillows. You just…” You gestured a sweeping motion. “…push it aside.”

He pouted. “But then the fort will collapse.”

“Peter, I don’t care.” You sucked in a sharp breath to speak calmly. “Can’t we just tear the fort down?”

“No!!” The two suddenly shouted horrified as if you had just suggested to run over a puppy. The terror on your face turned blank.

“…What?”

“Y/N, I love you, but I swore to Thor that, as a rightful citizen of Blankard, I would put my life on the line for this fort. It’s my home now and he even made me swore over a pillow and everything, it was really cool, you should’ve seen it.” Thor nodded proudly.

You pinched the bridge of your nose to stop the steam from coming out your ears. “Okay, how about this? I’m not a citizen of Blankard, right?” Your laugh edged on insanity. “So I could just…” You imitated the sweeping motion again. “…right?”

Not meeting your gaze, Peter fidgeted with his hands. “Well…”

You let your head fall back with a groan. “Peter!”

“I’m sorry, okay! But you’re technically one of the Founding Fathers,” he explained sheepishly and you wanted to pulverize him. Your glare sent shivers down his spine. “Peter Benjamin Parker, I am not going to miss my deadline because of a pillow fort. Now, get me…to my…room.” With every word you inched closer to him until you were pressed flush against his chest, piercing eyes boring into his soul.

He gulped and didn’t found the right words, or any words really, to escape his mouth so he just nodded stiffly. Racking his brain with all the movies he had ever watched, Peter came up with a quick idea. “Okay, how about this…” As he started to ramble about his plan, you took notice of Thor who was comfortably sitting behind Peter while stretching out his arm with an open palm. You’ve seen that movement far too many times and thus knew exactly what he was doing.

Catching you look at him, he smiled brightly at you while giving you a friendly wave. You waved back and averted your gaze back to your boyfriend.

“…So once I’m outside, I can easily climb through your bedroom window, open your laptop and turn in the paper for you. There’s no way that we could fuck that up, right?” He laughed nervously and you had to suppress your shit-eating grin.

“Sorry to disappoint, Pete, but looks like Thor’s already on that case. Don’t worry about it.”

With furrowed brows, he whipped around and you could swear you saw his soul escape his body. “Thor, NO!!”

But it was too late. Like domino stones, each and every pillow started to collapse and pull the blankets with it. Everything was happening in slow motion as Thor realized what he had done and once Mjolnir was in his hand, he quickly scooped you up and threw you on his shoulder. Peter landed on the other one and with both of you protesting, he ran away from the falling pillows and toward the elevator. Right at the doorway where the paths were lower, he let the both of you fall to the ground, screaming “CRAWL!!”.

Doing as told, you crawled as fast as you could in front of them, ignoring the sharp ache in your ankle but once you rounded the corner, you bumped into a hard chest. It was a very confused Bucky. His hair was tousled, he had a scratch to his cheek and overall looked like he came back from wrestling a bear. In unison, the three of you yelled “CRAWL!!” and he whipped around to lead the way.

It was all for nothing though. The walls around you started to give in and in the blink of an eye, four Avengers were buried under a pile of pillows and blankets.

It was silent for a second, no one comprehended what just happened. In some way, it was like the deadly silence that followed after defeat—a battlefield of buried hopes and duvets.

But you couldn’t help it and started laughing.

Of course, it was muffled but you laughed hard. The realization that you had missed your deadline because of a pillow fort that you built with earth’s best defenders was comically genius to you. Your belly shook with laughter while tears brimmed your eyes and you knew you were seconds away from running out of oxygen when suddenly the distinct ‘ding’ of the elevator caught your attention and your laughter abruptly died down.

Peter caught your eye as he suddenly looked…very excited? He wasn’t sure what part of his biological whereabouts made him feel this spur of adrenaline for being busted, maybe it was the teenage set of rebellious hormones, but it was for sure questionable.

Rising with the others, an all too familiar voice bellowed from the hallway. “WHAT THE HELL.”

A faint ‘Language…” followed and the corners of your mouth quirked up. Dizzily looking around the room, you had to bite back your laughter again.

It truly was like a battlefield. The others were scattered close to you on the ground, still halfway buried under a few layers while sharing silent looks of fear. Well, except for Peter maybe, who looked like he was standing in line for a roller coaster.

The footsteps came closer and within a second, they all stood at the doorway, still geared and everything. As expected, Tony’s eyes roamed through the room with bewilderment plastered on his face. Steve just portrayed pure confusion whereas Nat and Sam both had an amused smirk dangling on their lips, some might even say they were impressed.

When Tony’s eyes landed on the four of you, sitting in the middle of the room, looking like lost puppies who had no idea what maniac instincts overtook them to create this beautiful mess, he was speechless. Tony Stark was speechless.

The others glanced at him sideways, anticipating another explosion but instead, he looked like 10 years were capped off his life and he let out a long sigh. “…Pillow fort?”

The four of you nodded silently. Another moment of silence followed but this time, he had just accepted his fate. That’s what he signed up for when he left two men-children and two actual children at home all by themselves. This one was on him really.

When he noticed that the others were staring at him and expecting him to handle the mess, he almost looked offended.

“She's crying—“ He pointed at you and then Peter. “He's excited, I'm confused, nothing new. Now are we going or not?” Not waiting for an answer, he whirled around and left the room. Sharing a collective look of confusion, Steve informed with an amused smile. “We’re going out to eat Shawarma. Let’s go.” He nodded in the direction of the elevator and walked away, Nat and Sam following closely behind.

The room was silent again as Bucky picked himself up and Thor dusted off his clothes, both avoiding each other’s gaze. It was like nobody wanted to admit or even believe what had happened for the past few hours. Peter helped you up and wrapped your arm around his neck to steady you before leaving a soft kiss on your cheek. You smiled at him and together you walked, or more likely limped, toward the elevator. At the doorway, the four of you halted and turned back around to let your gaze fall on the remains of a fun afternoon. And just like that, it was another Sunday at the Compound.

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this was so much fun to write and if i could make even one of you smile just a little bit with this one, it would absolutely make my day. thank for you reading! i’m playing with the thought of making a mini series just about the chaotic sunday adventures at the compound so a lot of domestic!avengers/au involving boyfriend!peter ofc so make sure to leave some feedback! xx

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#peter parker x y/n #peter parker x reader #peter parker x avenger!reader #peter parker oneshot #peter parker fanfiction #peter parker fic #avenger!reader #peter parker fluff #peter parker funny

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chaoticpete · 4 years ago

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Dark Paradise

Harrison Osterfield x Reader

Warnings: character death, angst, get your tissues ready

Song inspiration: Dark Paradise by Lana Del Rey

“Every time I close my eyes, it's like a dark paradise

No one compares to you

I'm scared that you won't be waiting on the other side”

You sit on your bed, engagement ring swirling along your finger, a sad smile on your lips as you hear the very laughter you fell in love with.

“You div! That’s way too much sugar! What are you trying to do, give us diabetes?” “You can’t say anything Y/n. Haven’t you ever seen him make pancakes?” You hear Harry say from behind the camera and the others laugh.

The memory runs through your mind as if it was just yesterday. For once everyone was home and wanted to do something, so the boys decided to host a baking contest and live stream it. It eventually became a donation project for The Brothers Trust.

It was you and Haz vs. Sam and Tom. Tuwaine and Harry were the judges (which you still thought was unfair since Sam was a professional).

You didn't even notice when your cheeks had gotten wet.

Hitting the spacebar, the video freezes.

You couldn’t help but smile back at the face smiling at you. A big, cheeky smile makes his face, and his eyes have crinkles at the end. Blue eyes staring as if he’s actually there looking at you.

Those blue eyes.

His blue eyes.

You’ll never forget the first time you guys met. He already made you nervous and the fact that he was actually interested and intrigued with what you had to say, staring intensely with those blue eyes of his.

Before you could anymore you began to feel a heavy way as if someone warped their arms around you.

Like how Haz used to wrap his arms around you.

A small knock is heard on your room door before a mop of brown hair sticks its head in. “Love? Are you ready?”

Wiping your eyes, you look up at Tom before taking a deep breath and nodding. Standing up you feel almost a cool breeze as if someone was holding you had just suddenly let go.

“You’re ok?” Tom asked as you suddenly began to look around as if you had no idea where you were.

“Yeah, yeah. Um, we should get going.” You say pushing past him to get out the door. Tom looks over at your laptop seeing what you watched before following you out.

Tom glances over at you from the driver's side. “Do you wanna go get lunch after this? The guys at the pub have been asking for you.” He says looking back on the road.

“I just wanna go back home. Thanks tho, tell them I say hi.” You say looking out the window.

When you arrive, you both get out after Tom parks silence between the two of you. “Ready?” Tom asks handing you the flowers. “I don’t think I ever will be.” You say giving him a small smile before kneeling down to the ground coming face to face with the stone.

Tom walks away to give the two of you a moment alone.

“Hey haz, I know it’s been a while. I always say I’ll come to see you more often but, it’s not exactly the easiest thing you know?”

“I still talk to you every day.” A bitter laugh leaves your throat. “I can’t believe it’ll be almost two years ago when what should’ve been the best day of my life turned into the worst.”

You finally look up making contact with the stone.

Harrison John Osterfield. Loving son, brother, best friend, and fiancé. 4 July 1996 - 16 March 2021.

You still remember every detail as if it was yesterday. It seemed as if Haz has just called you saying that they were on their way just a bit of traffic but he couldn’t wait to be able to take you away with him that night as “Mr. Y/n L/n.”

“You’re such a dork.” You giggle as you watch the dress hanging across the room. The dress that will help represent one of the biggest changes in your life. “Yes, but your dork. Wish I could control time so I can speed it up for us to be together faster.” “So hurry and get here so we can begin.” You teased.

Exchanging I love yous, you go and finish getting ready.

Then you received the news. It was as if time had actually stopped. You couldn’t hear anything. Feel anything. You watch as his mom and sister sit on the couch in the room.

Snapping out of it you quickly grab your slippers and purse running out of there. ‘This can’t be happening, this is just one, awful cruel prank.’ You tell yourself hopping in the car not even caring if all of your dress made it in before you took off.

Honestly, you had no idea how you made it to the hospital in one piece so quickly. Gathering your dress you ran up to the receptionist. “I’m looking for a guy who was in an accident recently. His name is Harrison Osterfield, 5’10, blue eyes light brown hair.” You managed to get out.

“Are you family?” It took you everything in you not to reach over that desk and violently choke her.

“Do you not see this ring and my dress?!” You say trying to keep your voice low. At this point, the tears are violently falling from your eyes. “In a few hours, I was supposed to tell that man how much I love him and how much he means the world to me! So can you please tell me where he is?”

The nurse's face softens noticing that you are in fact a bride. A bride that looks like they've been to hell and back, but a bride. And the love of your life was laying in a hospital bed, not even sure if he would make it.

“Y/n.” You hear from behind you. Turning around you see Tom. Running up to him he quickly pulls you into a hug. “Tom, what happened?” “I don’t know. One second he’s behind me, next he wasn’t. The prick was coming from the opposite direction and ran the light.”

“I see you everywhere Haz. Every timenurse's I close my eyes, it becomes my own dark paradise. Just me and you.” You pull out his wedding band from your pocket placing it on the stone.

“We’ll be back together very soon.”

You walk back to Tom as the two of you begin heading to the car.

“Tom, do you believe what they say about when you die, you wear what you die in forever?”

“Possibly, why?”

“No reason. Just thinking about how Harrison will always be looking dapper.”

Later you close the bathroom mirror cabinet, watching your reflection.

Looking back at you as if it’s your wedding day all over again.

You’re almost surprised the dress still fit.

“I hope you’re waiting for me on the other side Haz.”

‘Your soul is haunting me and telling me that everything is fine

But I wish I was dead”

Harrison tag list:

@frenchfrostpudding @holland-styles @cherry-hyejin @tommyunderoos @gwenvrse @allegra-writes @kitkatd7 @buckys-other-punk

#harrison osterfield x reader #harrison osterfield x you #harrison x reader #harrison osterfield angst #angst #chaoticpete writes #haz x reader #song fic #dark paradise

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doitwritenow · 5 years ago

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IronStrange Starter Kit - Master Fic Rec List for all Y’all Because You’ve been Asking and I’ve been Avoiding

Hi! All you anons and askers, I made a list!!! Hopefully some of these are what you’ve been after. :D

(Please reblog this, lol, I spent too much time on it...)

General rules: These are complete unless indicated otherwise, and end happily unless indicated otherwise. There’s a variety of ratings, as I have no qualms against smut, but I don’t usually read it outside of a larger plot. So I don’t think there’ll be many explicit stories on here. Word counts vary; I indicate general length but don’t go into specifics. What else, uh... Bold stuff is the headers and general subjects. I link the titles. Block quotes are author summaries. Enjoy!!

Okay so first off, there are a couple of Fandom Staples who just have leagues worth of good short stories, and if you haven’t read them, then definitely treat yourself to the array:

A Thousand Futures of Me and You - VisionaryGalaxy (Vishanti, what a legend, ily so much). This is a series of unconnected one-shots, each their own and covering a variety of tropes and moments and themes and AUs. They’re so fun (and/or painful and/or thought-provoking and/or tense and/or sexy)! In-character and amazing, consistantly.

Prompt Collection - amethyst-noir (Arbonne). (Also a legendary human). This is exactly what it sounds like: a series of prompt fills in all sorts of tones. You’ll almost certainly find something here that feels like it was just made for you!

Alright, onto the individual stories and series!

Long fics/series:

The of overqualified hands and pi figures series - lantia4ever. (This was my first Ironstrange story, and it is no less magical now.)

A series of one-shots, all set in the same alternate verse in which Tony and Stephen first meet following the events of the first Avengers and then continue to meet after that throughout the canon up until Infinity War and eventually beyond it. Becoming friends - and more along the way.

Time After Time - fancylances. (I love love LOVE this one. Highly recommended.)

Tony Stark is unstuck in time. Stephen Strange might just be the only person in the universe qualified enough to help.

Citizen Erased - Imagined. (This author. Just... such a wonderful, talented, stunning person who makes wonderful, talented, stunning works. This story is masterful.)

What do you do when no one in the world ever manages to remember you?

Anyone who sees Tony Stark promptly forgets he ever existed after mere seconds. When everyone he has ever cared about has lost their memories of him, he goes to Stephen Strange, possibly the only one who can help him lift the curse. But a terrifying danger is coming, and saving the world isn’t an easy job to do when no one can remember who you are.

if only the gods had mercy on us and it’s sequel a soul too deep - orphan_account. (Vishanti, this series... It’s so beautiful and emotional and heart-breaking and heart-warming. And it has so few views for so many words! One of my absolute favorites, VERY highly recommended.)

Tony Stark loved Stephen Strange. He loved him more than anyone could ever imagine. But then a terrorist group attacked the convoy. Then there was a car accident. In the middle of it all, there is tired, battered love. (And, maybe, a little bit of genius)

From the Top - lucifersfavoritechild. (Everyone reads this fic. Written by the blogger Monarch Of The Ironstrange Ship, it’s an MCU rewrite around the relationship. Very fun.)

“Stephen, if you’re . . . there somewhere . . . when I drift off, I’ll be with you again. I can’t wait.”

|| Personally, I think the MCU would be much better as a love story between Stephen Strange and Tony Stark. Don't you?

Starting from Iron Man, and going all the way to Endgame, with all the appropriate stops in between. Let's take it from the top.

UNFINISHED: Skin Deep - Mystical_Magician. (Super cool premise, and super interesting to read! The dynamic here is very fun.)

A battle that should have finally killed Stephen instead launches him into a parallel universe. Exhausted from centuries as Sorcerer Supreme, he chooses instead to explore this new world in any animal form except human. Having hoped for peace at last, he can't stand to be looked up to, to be responsible for others, to have the world on his shoulders.

If he'd hoped to avoid excitement, however, he really should have stayed away when he noticed an enormous explosion and a falling metal suit of armor as he passed through Afghanistan.

UNFINISHED: The End of Infinity - FriendlyNeighborhoodFangirls. (Self rec. Very long, very slow-burn. Canon-compliant Endgame fix-it. I’m trying so hard, lol.)

In 2023, the battle for the universe has been won. At a cost no one can forget, the fight is over—for all but one. Stephen Strange has an idea. An impossible idea spanning dimensions and timelines, life and death, and the lines of good and evil. But he's played impossible odds before—perhaps he never stopped.

All that Loki wanted was to fight, one last time, for the fate of his universe. So when he finds himself fighting for another, crashing into the past, he has a few intended words for the wizard that forced him there. But not before he finds a boy. Or, more accurately, before the boy finds him.

Peter Parker had been waiting for the next mission. He just doesn't expect it to come from the future, armed with a ridiculous story demanding a ridiculous quest. And he doesn't expect not to be able to tell Mr. Stark.

Tony Stark is trying to rebuild from the Civil War, knowing that someday, something will come that he needs to be ready for. And he doesn't know it yet, but two universes are trying to rebuild around him, and that something is already here.

Seven Stones. Five dead. Two universes. And one impossible quest to tie it all back together.

UNFINISHED: Sunrise in Exile - Ragdoll (Keshka). (Another fandom favorite! And for good reason. This is really really good!)

Tony does the math and realizes their best chance to save the universe is by... not confronting Thanos on his own turf.

So he steals a wizard and a spider and a space ship. And he runs.

(Three humans and an A.I in space, the alien friendships they make along the way, and discovering how science and magic might coexist in a universe where they can be one and the same.)

Shorter plotty ones:

Out of Suffering - Mystical_Magician. (So this author??? THIS AUTHOR??? Very very good, much yes, very good.)

Stephen Strange does not like people, but 14,000,605 lifetimes of fighting and dying alongside this small group have worn down his walls. He likes them, gods help him. He might even consider them friends. It’s really for the best that they all go their separate ways once Thanos has been defeated. In their eyes, he’s barely even an acquaintance.

Now if only Tony and Peter would stop surprising him.

moros - spookykingdomstarlight. (Almost got a spot in the angst section. Very good).

There were fourteen million universes Stephen had birthed into existence and let die and, in far more than he cared to count, the visitor standing before him had become something… dear.

Shaking is Caring - mariadperiad20. (This is just STUNNING. Highly loved.)

5 times Stephen's hands would shake, +1 time they didn't.

It's Kinda Chalky - DestielsDestiny. (This one’s pretty short, but definitely worth it.)

You can live an entire lifetime by looking into someone’s eyes. His sister used to say that all the time. Stephen never gave it much thought back then. These days, he can think of little else.

Something Magic - Imagined. (Beautiful!)

There is only ever one rule that matters:

do not fall in love with the enemy.

An Idiotic Theory - FriendlyNeighborhoodFangirls. (Self rec! I tried to be funny.)

His wizard has been cursed, again, and Tony's already used up his luck for the day.

(Stephen says it's not a curse. He says Tony's whole daily-allotted karma-based luck theory has minimal merit, citing the fact that Tony had come up with it while he was drunk.)

Tony really should have saved his miracle.

Love Through Time - babywarg (morphaileffect). (I love this one. It sticks with you.)

Tony discovers an old drawing of, and finally remembers, his invisible friend Stephen from when he was a child.

Alternates - doobler. (Super cool!)

After being punked by a lowbrow magician, Stephen finds himself falling through doors to otherwordly dimensions. How will he ever get home?

132 - 28ghosts. (Soulmate AU! Very fun, incorporates Stephen’s time-loop with Dormammu.)

Ninety-nine point eight percent of humans have a soulmate mark that tells them the age their soulmate will be when they meet them. Tony Stark has a mark. It's just that his is...different than most people's.

(Or: six people who aren't Tony Stark's soulmate, and one who is.)

and when the world falls (I will fall with it) - HeavenChild. (Another multichap soulmate AU. Absolutely lovely.)

Tony will give anything to those he loves.

People will take everything he gives before leaving him in shambles.

Rhodhey, Pepper and Vision have had enough.

Or the five times Tony had his heart broken and the one time he didn't.

i saw the end of the world - JumpToConclusions. (Why has no one read this fic??? It’s so good!!! Stephen knows the future since he saw it on Titan, and things grow more complex from there.)

Tony and Strange are trying to make this work, this being remaking The Avengers. ...And maybe they'll stumble into something else along the way.

Tiresome heart, forever living and dying - Mystical_Magician. (R e a d t h i s p l e a s e. The mythology is so cool and the symbolism is so beautiful and the prose is so satisfying. One of my absolute faves.)

As a fledgling crane, Stephen was too curious for his own good, and it was this curiosity that led to Eugene Strange finding and stealing away his feather robe. Trapped in human form, cruelly forged into the perfect son, not even his father's death freed him when his robe was so well hidden. He only managed to break his father's mold after breaking completely in the aftermath of his accident, and slowly gluing those broken pieces back together at Kamar-Taj, but not even magic could find what had been hidden. Enter Tony, after the defeat of Thanos.

Fluffy ones:

From The Outside - Live. (Hilarious.)

Being a sentient life-form surrounded by humanity can be hard. Especially when said humans just can't admit their feelings for each other.

Sleeping Iron Man - Golden_Asp. (Another fun one. Perfect balance of ridiculousness with a touch of angst to make it interesting.)

Stephen Strange stared at the Avengers on his doorstep, Tony Stark flung over Steve Rogers' shoulder like a sack of potatoes. "He touched something, didn't he?" "Yuup." or The one where Tony touches Sleeping Beauty's spindle, is put into an enchanted sleep, and everyone, even Rocket Raccoon, take their turn kissing him. But Tony only has one prince charming.

Doctor Ob(li)vious - lantia4ever. (One of my very favorites. So cute.)

Stephen starts getting some weird looks from the Avengers, spanning across disturbed, confused and even scared all the way to curious. He dismisses it at first until weird turns into knowing.

And knowing turns into realizing...even if the scheming teenagers had to all but paint it on the walls for him to do so. Oh wait...

Applied Combinatorics in Two-Player Games - 28ghosts. (Short and fun and full of snark.)

After a battle, Tony Stark and Stephen Strange argue about games.

“Chess is not a solved problem.”

“Has been since ‘97, Kasparov versus Deep Blue. Kasparov, 1; Deep Blue, 2; three draws.”

“Chess is a game, not a problem.”

The Courtship of Peter Parker's Father (Figures) - flyingonfeatherlesswings. (Peter plays matchmaker! Adorable.)

Peter couldn't stand to sit by while Tony and Stephen danced around each other any longer. Something had to be done.

Speaking Eyes - Vrishchika. (Not Steve Friendly. Tony is amazing in this. And Stephen is so fantastically dramatic.)

Tony has always had expressive eyes.

The Signs of Sleep Deprivation - FriendlyNeighborhoodFangirls. (Another self-rec. <3)

"Tony said to put the potato in the dishwasher, so that's what I did."

Sometimes, Avengers just show up to say hi. Sometimes, they all show up at once, and Tony makes an party out of it. Sometimes, he invites the snarky, oblivious, somewhat insecure wizard because, and Peter quotes: "everyone else is coming".

Sometimes, something needs to be done.

Show Me Your Scars (And I'll Show You Mine) - Imagined. (Adorable. Lovely. Imagined does it again.)

The worst part is that Stephen keeps tucking his hands away, just as Tony wants to hold them. He keeps hiding them, surreptitiously, no matter what they’re doing. It’s only when Tony kisses Stephen, or hugs him, that he feels the hands settle on his back, uncertain, ready to pull back within seconds.

It only makes him want to cuddle up to Stephen even more, but he backs away, not sure if it’d be welcome.

Promise? Promise. - sharonscarters. (AU, kidfic, absolutely adorable.)

A four year old Tony Stark runs away from home and finds his Guardian Angel.

What The Doctor Ordered - wakandan_wardog. (Post CW. Kind of not Rogues friendly? So fun, makes me smile. I re-read this one a lot.)

The Rogue Avengers are called back to New York because the heavy hitters are going to be needed against Thanos. Of course, there are some truths that Steve Rogers will need to accept sooner rather than later. Tony Stark has moved on and Stephen Strange will not suffer fools lightly.

Hurt/Comforty ones:

Among The Chaos of The Stars (You're My Safe Harbour) - ShootMeDead. (Oh my vishanti. OH MY VISHANTI. So so so so SO good.)

Stephen has always been able to hear the stars. Tony is the only one who can silence them.

each night like a white noise frequency - Phierie. (I ADORE THIS FIC. OKAY. I LOVE IT. READ IT.)

Stephen is no stranger to making hard choices. He doesn’t regret his actions on Titan, but months later they weigh on his mind heavier than ever; the cracks begin to show.

Just An Accident - CucumbersInGold. (I really like fics with Stephen’s hands and the difficulties thereabout. Idk, just one of my favorite things. This is beautiful).

Stephen's hands act up.

Learning, Unlearning - Caaaaaaas. (More character study than anything else. Really good.)

Whatever Stephen wanted with life, life just didn’t seem to know what to do with him.

In which Stephen learns and unlearns some very important lessons.

your eyes have their silence - doctortwelfth. (Oh look it’s another scars fic. I told you I liked them.)

Tony is gentle with Stephen’s hands even when Stephen forgets to be.

Burning Lines Into The Snow - petroltogo. (Not very Steve friendly. Short and sweet.)

Post CW: It's not just the team that's so broken they are barely able to comprehend how many parts they're missing now, how many have been ripped and twisted and torn. It's Tony as well, right down to the core, the damage so far-reaching even he doesn't know how to fix it.

And then there's Strange, who has his own way of covering the cracks.

Old Bones - CJtheWeeb. (Owch. Dumb geniuses trying to be invulnerable.)

Sometimes Stephen Strange has great days, where he was nearly pain free and his hands still enough to where he could pick up a cup of water and barely spill a drop.

Today was not one of those days.

something taken, something new - meowrails. (So in-character. The premise was a little off to me, but I’m so glad I decided to read this one. I really really like this fic.)

The ChronicConnection implement and app allows a person that lives with chronic or illness-induced pain to transfer their burden temporarily to a willing loved one.

Tony and Stephen sign up as beta testers.

Angsty ones (happy ending unless otherwise mentioned):

day one - days4daisy. (THIS IS SO GOOD OKAY IF YOU READ NOTHING ELSE ON THIS LIST READ THIS).

Three days in Stark Tower. Stephen must be in bad shape if he just agreed to this.

His Merlin - babywarg (morphaileffect). (This author keeps showing up on this list because they are A LEGEND. A LEGEND I TELL YOU.)

As a child, Tony imagined himself a Knight of the Round Table. Little did he know he would grow up to be a king. And that he would have a wizard by his side to lead him to either glory or destruction.

there is no heart for me like yours - turtle_abyss. (Soulmate AU! Wonderful. <3)

Being able to feel your soulmate - a phantom touch, a bone-deep awareness - is a divine torture. To know, but not see. To seek, but not find. To feel someone holding your hand and not be able to hold theirs.

Grace - StrangeMischief. (*cries in beautiful fic* Happy ending!)

“Pain’s an old friend.”

Us...Me - StrangeMischief. (This will hurt you. So melancholy. Pepper and Tony live their life, and Tony remembers. Not a happy ending.)

“I don’t believe in happily ever after.”

One-Thousand Cranes - FriendlyNeighborhoodFangirls. (Self rec, sorry. Hopeful ending.)

After it all, a man with shaking hands makes a wish.

courtesy - deathofglitter. (Dealing with the fourteen-million futures. So good.)

Stark looked at him like he looked at the amulet that rested on his chest like a steady promise - dutiful, a bit burdened, and trying to hold a profound lack of personal emotion whatsoever, still personal enough to protect as anyone would a precious object.

La Douleur Exquise - BananasofThorns, StrangeMischief. (More pain. Pepper and Tony, and Stephen watching and trying not to wish. Very good, no happy ending.)

The before was easy. There were fewer boxes in their minds and no chains around their hearts. There was no hurt. No tears. No dreams.

But those days were long gone.

Stigmata - babywarg (morphaileffect). (AU! Soulmates again. Very interesting, beautifully done.)

Since Stephen was little, mysterious wounds have appeared and disappeared on his body, leaving mysterious scars. His mother says it's because he's one of a Pair, and he's absorbing pain meant for someone else.

*wipes brow* PHEW! That gotta a little more in-depth than I first intended... Have fun, my MysticIron friends. Happy quarantine.

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kitkatd7 · 4 years ago

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Broken Hearts and Whiskey

Summary: Bucky’s not the same anymore. He doesn’t spend time with you at all, or keep his promises. And your done with it.

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Warnings: Cursing, lots of angst, drinking, my grammar errors because I didn’t fully edit

Dialogue Prompt #19. “Please! You have to let me make this right.”

Dialogue Prompt #7: "I can't keep being your second choice, not when you're my first."

(Prompts will be in bold)

Word Count: 1,654

A/N: This is for @imma-new-soul‘s 550 Follower Writing Challenge and @buckys-other-punk 500 Writing Challenge!! I hope y’all like it! Sorry it’s pretty sad and the ending isn’t as good as it could be :( Also this was inspired by the songs ‘Die From a Broken Heart by Maddie & Tae and Different For Girls by Dierks Bentley' Also there are a few Criminal Minds references in here😂

Masterlinst of Masterlists || Marvel Masterist || Series Masterist || part 2

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“See you later!” You call over your shoulder at Natasha and Wanda as you unlock the door to your apartment, coming home from a very successful shopping spree. Walking into your home you toe-off your shoes at the door, setting down your keys and purse. “Babe, I’m home!” You sing, excited to finally get some time with Bucky after him being gone on a mission for three weeks. “Babe?” You ask, walking into the kitchen, setting down your multiple shopping bags and taking in the empty space. Where the hell is he? After searching the bedroom, living room, even the bathroom and still coming up empty, you look to see if you missed any calls. Nope. He was supposed to be here you fume inwardly as you press the speed dial photo; both of you together at a carnival, you smiling brightly as he places a kiss on your cheek sweetly.

It goes straight to voicemail. 5 times. Now you're not even mad… just disappointed in him. He promised. On try number 6 you’re just done. “Hey, it’s me. Listen, so I don’t know where you are but- just don’t bother coming home tonight, okay? I had plans but- never mind, it doesn’t matter that much. I’ll see you later.” Pressing the red button you throw your phone on the couch before changing into something more comfortable. It wouldn’t be so frustrating that he wasn’t here if it was a one time thing- But this is the fifth time he hasn’t come home to spend time with you after a mission.

Plopping on the couch, you press start on something mindless that you aren’t going to watch anyway before checking your phone for- well. really anything.

1 new message

Unlocking your phone quickly, you open it in high hopes, only to see Sam’s name appear and your face falls.

Sam: Bucky said you tried to call. Is it important?

You: No… just we had plans.

You confide, knowing Sam will understand.

Sam: Oh shit. Okay, want me to tell him to come home?

You: No. It’s fine.

Sighing, you toss your phone on the other end of the couch, throwing your head back in newfound anger. Asshole. He saw your calls and didn’t even pick up the damn phone. After a year of dating, you at least deserved that.

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“Hey this is y/n, I can’t come to the phone right now cuz I’m out livin’ my life! Leave it at the beep.” He hears your all too familiar voicemail through the speaker. He had helped you come up with it, you hadn’t known what to put on it. He kicks himself, knowing you weren’t actually out living your life, just dodging his calls. Not that he blamed you- He deserved it and he knew it. Calling again, he’s not surprised when he hears your voicemail again.

“Hey… Um, listen, I know I was supposed to be at your place after the mission… I just wanted to unwind with the guys and- Shit. I’m sorry, okay? I didn’t think you would mind that much, I’ll be over in a bit to make it up to you, okay?” He leaves the message and ends the call before starting his car and driving towards your apartment, guilt heavy in his stomach.

You listen to his voicemail over and over, a strange mix of rage and sorrow weighing on your heart.

Tears roll slowly down your cheeks silently as you lay curled up in a defensive ball on your bed, trying to block out the unmistakable sound of Bucky begging you to open the front door; “Babe, please open the door,” He says, fist resting gently against the frame. “I’m sorry- really, really sorry. Please let me in and we can talk about it,” He sighs, resting his head against the door in defeat. He could break the lock and go in. You both know that. But he wouldn’t do that to you- All that would do is make you fear him and that’s the last thing he wants. He slides his back down the wall til he’s sitting on the floor next to your door, his elbows on his knees and his hands in his hair; Tears gathering in his lashes. He really messed up this time.

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The next day you drag yourself out of bed, trying to forget last night and all the tears you shed. After a shower and breakfast, you head out the door for a coffee run before work. You stop in your tracks when you see Bucky still sitting there, eyes red from lack of sleep and regret written all over his face. He jumps up when you walk out, keys in hand, the door closing behind you. “What are you doing here?”

“I- I came to apologize,” he murmurs, looking in your eyes.

“I don’t want to hear it,” you bite, moving to step around him but stopping when he steps to block your path.

“Bucky, I’m going to be late for work,” you say coldly, glaring at him. “Move out of the way.”

“Please doll, just let me expla-”

Huffing, you roll your eyes. “I understand perfectly, James.” You watch as he flinches a little at the use of his first name. You only use it when your really mad or really happy, and it isn’t the latter right now. “You were too busy with your beer buddies to come see your girlfriend after being gone for three weeks, but what’s new? It’s been like this for months. I guess it was naive of me to expect something else this time.” You shoulder past him as he stares at you; dumbfounded. Tears gather in your eyes as you make your way to your car in the rain. Your almost there when you feel a large hand on your arm and hear your name being whispered. You turn around and look up into his stormy eyes. You always loved his eyes- They’re always so bright and big and- Now is not the time to be thinking about his stupidly gorgeous eyes.

“Please! You have to let me make this right,” he whispers, tears forming in his eyes as well, mixing with the raindrops rolling down his face and dampening is hair.

“Bucky…” You sigh, pulling your arm out of his grasp gently. “I don’t think you can fix this. I can't keep being your second choice, not when you're my first." You climb into your car as he stares at you as you pull out of the parking lot. He sinks to the ground on his knees, not caring that his clothes are practically soaked, or that someone might think he looks crazy. None of that matters- because your gone. His girl. Gone. He can’t breathe. The pressure weighs heavy in lungs as all the air is pushed from them and his heart shatters. It’s all he can do to draw a ragged breathe between sobs.

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You manage to hold yourself together until you pull into the starbucks parking lot. And then you totally loose it; Tears and mascara mix together and run down your cheeks as you sob into your steering wheel. It feels like your heart is being torn out of your chest. Bucky was the best thing that ever happened to you… and deep down you had feared something like this would happen, but you didn’t think it actually would. You loved him- And now he was gone.

You trek into Walmart, heading straight for the junk food isle, not caring that you look like an absolute mess. Grabbing some much needed chocolate, chips, cookies and other coping foods, you check out, starting to cry again when the cashier gives you a pitiful look on your way out.

Stumbling into your apartment, you throw your bags on the kitchen counter before grabbing your desired snacks and tossing them on your bed. You pull on sweatpants and one of Bucky’s hoodies, sending an ache of longing through your chest. Even changing clothes feels like more effort than you could possibly muster but you somehow manage before crawling into bed and turning on reruns of Friends before you start crying again. After 2 bags of chocolate, a bag of Doritos, a burger and french fries you grabbed on the way home, you still feel like absolute shit. Maybe this is just how it will be- Unable to get over him, unable to move on. Eventually you fall asleep from exhaustion, tear stains and left-over makeup on your face and Bucky’s pillow clutched against your chest.

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Bucky ambles into the bar, sliding onto a stool with sullen eyes, ordering a shot of vodka before mumbling “Keep em coming.”

Throwing his head back, he grimaces as the bitter liquid burns its way down his throat. He knows he can’t get drunk but he’s willing to try. Anything to stop feeling like this.

The old barkeep leans on the bar behind him, looking at Bucky with an evaluating stare.

“What was her name?” He questions gently after a moment of silence.

“Wha- How did you know?” Bucky looks up in surprise and pain, his forearms resting on the bar, holding another shot.

“Son, you can’t hide the look of love gone wrong.”

Tossing back another, Bucky looks in the shot glass like it holds all the answers before whispering your name, his voice breaking. “Did you ever love someone?” He asks brokenly.

The older man chuckles lightly at this. “I did, still do.” He holds up his left hand as proof. “Do you wanna know the secret to love?” He asks, stepping closer.

“Why not, it’s not like I could lose anything else,” Bucky says dryly, taking yet another shot.

“Sometimes love doesn’t last and you have to let it go… but sometimes you have to fight for it. And it’s up to you to decide which you’re gonna do. So which is it?”

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intro post!!! / 9/11/22

hi! my name is mic, but u can call me marionette, michael or niko if we’re close! (all nicknames are welcomed though)

15 08/09/07 🇺🇸

white+ethnically jewish and disabled

he/it/xe/star/paw/moon + sometimes they/them

aroace enby gay, +multiple xenogenders

i prefer all gendered terms used equally on me!!

entp, 4w5 415(1w2, 5w6) sp/sx, LFVE, sanguine dom, RCUEI, ESE, chaotic neutral

leo sun, cancer moon, aries rising

i scramble, misread and forget words very often, please just inform me gently if i haven’t noticed yet so i can fix it!

interests

current fixation(s): zeno and the dinoverse:3

anime/manga: demon slayer, my hero academia, hunter x hunter, black butler, soul eater, death note, attack on titan

shows: the umbrella academy, stranger things

movies: marvel, encanto, texas chainsaw massacre

games: fnaf, genshin impact, omori, minecraft

books: warrior cats, anne of green gables

general/other: psychology, typology, cats, the human body, illnesses/diseases, ARGs

dni

basic dni criteria

dsmp fans

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terfs/radfems

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transmeds

republicans

nsfw accs

henry miller fictives/irls

fyozai shippers

if you actively talk negatively about any of of my fixations/interests (alright if i already know/follow u)

byf

i do not stick to just one fandom when posting, and will usually post about my current fixations

i have a relatively ‘graphic’ sense of humor

i don’t post often (shh i forget tumblr exists don’t tell anyone)

i MAY rant or vent on occasion

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alarriefantasy · 4 years ago

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Childhood Friends

Come As You Are by AFangirlFantasy

Words: 12k

Highschool Reunion AU where Harry is Niall's flatmate, Zayn and Liam are married, and Louis is just trying to find his way back home.

i love you most by stylinsoncity

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friends with benefits has always been enough for louis. until, of course, it isn't.

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In which Harry loves Louis, but Louis has been cold to him ever since he presented as an omega at age fifteen.

Eight years later, Louis approaches Harry with a request, and who is Harry to deny him?

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When Harry accepted to be his sister’s Maid of Honour, despite how non-traditional of a choice he was, he didn’t think writing a speech for the wedding reception would be this hard. Now, not only does he have less than two weeks left to find something moving and inspirational to say, but Gemma just confided in him that her old childhood best friend is going to be in attendance. The one who moved to LA and they haven’t seen in fifteen years because he was too busy becoming an Academy Awards winner. But hey, no pressure. It’s just Louis Fucking Tomlinson.

Harry is screwed.

everything comes back to you by amory

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Louis and Harry, best friends since before either of them can remember, broke up four years ago. Louis has achieved his dreams of becoming the next big thing while Harry has stayed back, dedicating himself to his studies. Both are content to forget what they had together, until a tragedy brings them right back into each other's lives.

He's been my Queen since we were 16 by larriebane

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Louis Tomlinson had been best friends with his neighbor’s son, Harry, as long as he could remember. The 16-year-old was small for his age and got bullied for being a weak alpha but Louis was there to help him. However, when the omega graduated from college and left for a university in London, he lost all contact with the Curly One. Five years later Louis finds himself back home, stalking a leggy hottie who looks like something from his wet dreams.

I Sail With You by AFangirlFantasy

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Against his wishes, Omega Prince Harry Styles is arranged to mate with someone he doesn’t love, much less knows. Though he pleaded to his parents incessantly, they not only refuse to comply but force him to depart on a ship days later. Harry prays for fate to step in, to change what’s to come, however, the answer he is given is not exactly in the form he had hoped.

Enter Will Tommo – deadliest pirate captain of all seven seas.

Runner on Third by kikikryslee

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Or, the AU where Louis and Harry were best friends growing up, but lost touch after Harry moved away. Ten years later, Harry has moved back to town, but he and Louis don't pick up where they left off.

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Hope Floats 90’s AU. When Louis Tomlinson finds out his wife is cheating on him with his best friend, he packs up his life and takes his daughter back to his childhood hometown to start anew. The problem is—he’s not so sure he’s moving forwards rather than backwards. What he finds in the small Texas town is a whole lot of memories, people who think they still know him and a man who’s spent the past decade waiting for his return.

Canyon Moon by delsicle

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For as long as Louis has remembered, he has been promised to be mated to Harry, his best friend and the future pack alpha. But Louis’s heart belonged to the forest and to the hunt more than he could ever imagine it belonging to Harry.

Then Harry’s father dies in a violent accident, and Louis’s future alpha disappears on the wind.

An A/B/O Lion King AU

Faking It by TheCellarDoor

Words: 46k

A uni AU in which Louis has been Harry’s best friend since he offered him cubed fruit on the playground, and they spend more time cuddling in their dorm beds than they do apart, but it’s not like that. Or is it?

Never Let Me Go by loveisalaserquest17

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Harry and Louis have been friends forever, but they couldn't be more different. One night, with a little too much alcohol, they make a pact to marry in ten years if they're both still single.

Now, one month before the deadline, Louis is willing to do whatever it takes to avoid ending up with his best friend. But is he, really? | Loosely inspired by The 10 Year Plan

like cabbages and kings by you_explode

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When Louis was a kid, he had a series of very vivid dreams about a place called Wonderland. There were rabbits wearing waistcoats and talking cats and ridiculous tea parties, and amidst all the absurdity, there was a boy. A boy with dimples, big green eyes and the sweetest soul Louis has ever known. Louis has always kept a place in his heart for that boy and for his funny dreamworld, and when he’s twenty-five and his life falls apart, it turns out Wonderland might not be so imaginary after all.

Your Name Is Tattooed On My Heart by mcpofife

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fearless by suspendrs

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Or, Harry left home without a word after high school, and a lot can change in ten years.

Heading for Limbo by kingsofeverything

Words: 100k

Childhood best friends who’ve fallen in and out of touch with each other since Louis’ family moved away when they were thirteen, Harry and Louis find their paths crossing again and again. Each time, no matter how many miles apart or how many years it’s been, it’s as if no time has passed. They fall back into their easy friendship, until life intervenes and sends them on their separate ways once more.

When Harry discovers some life-changing things about himself, Louis is there for him, however he needs. But it’s all temporary because Louis has plans that will move his life from New York all the way to L.A. and the distance isn’t the only thing between them.

The pieces of their twice broken hearts are scattered from the Atlantic to the Pacific.

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Bridget Jones' Diary AU.

“Harry is not short for Harold,” he corrects, his voice as thick as molasses. He lowers his eyes to Louis’ sequined lapels, rubbing one between two fingers. “Is this small or extra small? It looks lovely.”

Louis breaks away from his grip with a petulant huff and pushes him back with two fingers.

“You’re mocking me. Again.”

Harry smiles and it's a real honest swoop of his lips this time. Louis’ stomach swoops with them.

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Now In A Minute by thealmightyavocado

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13 feels like yesterday for many people, but for Louis it actually was.

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So when thirteen-year-old Louis wakes up in the body of his thirty-year-old self, he expected everything in his adult life to be picture perfect. And maybe it is. He has it all…or so it seems.

Except his favorite person and lifelong best mate, Harry Styles, is totally missing from the equation and Louis doesn’t understand why. He has a lot of catching up to do and as adult life turns out to be more than what he bargained for, Louis can’t help wondering why a life that seemed so perfect, feels so empty.

Or the 13 going on 30 au that should have been done years ago.

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♡ past themed recs here

#fic rec #larry fics #larry themed rec #childhood friends #larry stylinson #larry fic rec

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